My Only Talent Ch. 01

That was certainly not what I was expecting, but that was all he had to say. I even asked some follow up questions, which was unusual because I mostly never wanted to encourage him to talk more. But he said there were some things I would just have to learn for myself. And there were some things I might be able to do that no one in our family had ever had before!

Dad dropped me off in front of table that said "Freshman Orientation" and waved goodbye. He had advised traveling light so I had my backpack, one suitcase, and one duffel bag and that was it. I stood in line and then got an ID card and a dorm room key card, a map, and a printed schedule of activities. Since I didn't have any classes yet, I decided to be diligent and work on my 'dating homework'. The two resident advisor girls running the check in table sent no signals, nor did any of the three weird looking girls in the line behind me. I made my way toward my room and did get a few signals while walking along the hallway. One came from an obviously older woman who must have been someone's mom, but she instantly reminded me of Mrs. Douglass so I gave her my best "you taste good' smile that I had so often bestowed on my sex teacher from a vantage point between her legs! The woman smiled back, then blushed and looked away.

I found my room. I had arrived before my new roommate, but I learned from the note on the door that his name was Kevin K. Kretzman and he was supposed to call his father at a 631 number as soon as he arrived. I unpacked my stuff, picked the bed I wanted and made it up, complete with the ESU logo blanket my mother had packed for me. I setup the wireless using the password info from the orientation booklet, and logged into my new ESU email account and changed the password, and updated my Facebook.

I went back out and found a spot on the retaining wall behind the orientation check in table, figuring it would be a good place to see the incoming freshman girls queue up so I could check them out a listen for Suzie signals. I spotted a few real lookers but no signals when they saw me.

Then this short little red head with shining blue eyes looked at me and her Suzie signal was like a police siren! And I liked what I saw too. I listened carefully and learned that her name was Janet Arroz, and she was assigned to the third floor of my dorm, whereas I was on the eighth. How convenient. She gave me a funny look as she tried to gather up all her stuff. She was not traveling light. I offered to help her and she looked at me funny again, but shrugged. She took her backpack and two rolling suitcases, leaving me to carry a steamer trunk and a duffle bag. The stickers on the trunk indicated she had been to almost every famous summer camp on the East Coast.

While we waited for an elevator, I learned that she was from Miami, and that she came west to ESU to get away from her high school cronies, who were mostly going to party down at Miami or UF. My dad would have been proud of me for being dutiful. I had read the orientation schedule and knew there was a bus trip to a local lake with a picnic lunch tomorrow, so I asked her to be my date. She looked surprised, and then she said yes, but said that I should know that she had a serious relationship with her boyfriend from high school and was not looking for another one. I smiled and said I just wanted to show up at the picnic with a nice looking date, but asked her if High School Harry was one of the people she wanted to get away from? She smiled, with Susie signal peaking. Thanks, Dad!

Her roommate was moved in and had already put up goth band posters all over the walls and ceiling. She had total fish white skin with black hair and black lipstick type who was already under the covers talking on her cell phone. No Suzie signal, in fact she seemed to somehow interfere with Janet's! I got Janet's mobile number and made a date to meet at the dining hall for breakfast in the morning before catching the bus to the picnic.

I headed back to the orientation table and arrived just in time to witness the arrival of some short guy in a taxicab with four footlockers, a backpack, a computer case, a brief case, and two suitcases! When he made his way to the front of the line I discovered that this was Kevin K. Kretzman! He was the classic east coast Jewish wise ass right from central casting with a New York accent you could cut with a knife! What kind of Jewish family gives their kid the initials KKK? He got checked in and found two of those rolling luggage carts and loaded up with all that stuff and headed upstairs. I decided I would stay on desk duty until he got moved in. I saw some great looking freshman girls, and a couple of them were sending moderate signals. Ever dutiful, I made a date with one of them for dinner Saturday night, followed by the free movies they would be showing for the orientation group in one of the lecture halls. I decided to hold Sunday open for Janet for the time being.

I went back up to the room and met Kevin. He talked nonstop like a magpie on speed! He was a radio television film major and assured me that was going to be a Hollywood mogul right after he graduated, and if I proved to be a good 'roomie' he might let me visit his set one day! I asked if he had called his father and he said yes, Daddy is having problems with stepmom #3 but it was no big deal. He was very unhappy that he did not win the lottery for a freshman dorm parking space and would have to park his car at the frat house. Tough life! He said let's go to dinner and pick up some chicks! At least we shared a goal.

We went down to the dining hall and I discovered that the serving lines were perfect listening posts for Suzie signals. There was a line of central serving dishes with students going through on both sides, so I could see girls in my line and in the line across from me. I noted several active signaling prospects and manage to introduce myself to two of them, and got both phone numbers! I watched Kevin hit on half a dozen girls and he got the brush off 100% of the time. He seemed to have a target type: beautiful blondes who were all roughly a foot taller than he was! I also found I could tell the girls were going to turn him down as the absence of any kind of signal toward Kevin was obvious. I actually thought that a couple of the other girls were sending for him, but he didn't try any of them.

When we sat down to eat he high fived me and said "Hey man, you did great with the phone numbers! Very cool! You can't fuck 'em if you haven't met 'em, I always say."

I decided to ask him something. "Say, Kev! Are you just going after these girls to get your picture taken with them or do want to actually have sex with them?"

He looked like I had insulted him and his whole family very deeply! "Let no man accuse Kevin Kretzman of not wanting to fuck girls!" he said a little too loudly. "And don't call me Kev!"

"Okay, then, Kevie" I said, deciding my talent might even work for him. You need to get better at picking which girls to hit on. You just tried 6 girls and you struck out with every single one. Let me pick the next six and I'll bet you get phone numbers from at least two of them!"

"Okay, roomie boy, but don't call me Kevie! What do you want to bet?"

I thought about it. "If you get phone numbers from two or more of the ones I pick for you, I get to borrow your car two weekend nights a month for the rest of the semester, and if you don't, I won't call you Kev or Kevie for the rest of the semester."

"OK, Gentile Jerky Roommate Boy, you are faded!" he said. "I guess that if you can locate some hot chicks that are warm to my form early in the semester, then even a lopsided bet like that will be okay."

There were still plenty of girls going through the serving line. I had Kevin stand next to me near the line, and when I got a ping of a Suzie signal directed at him, I would point out the girl to him. Some of them were average looking, but most were well above average, and one was even a pretty blonde, although only a few inches taller than he was. He was absolutely shameless and relentless about hitting on them, and he got phone numbers from the first two. He was overjoyed!

I pointed out that I had already won the bet with the first two, but he said it wouldn't count if I didn't try 6 for him. I 'heard' four more, and he got numbers from two of them. We headed back up for the room. "How the fuck did you do that?" he asked. "That was amazing!"

"It's an ancient Gentile family secret, Kevie baby!" I chortled. He took it pretty well.

Saturday morning found Kevin off to the ZZZ house for pledge breakfast followed by pledge training, which apparently would occupy him until at least 6PM Sunday. "Is this where they have you polish all the furniture with Pledge or where they strip you naked and dump you out at the lake and you try to get back to campus?" I asked. He just laughed. I made my way to breakfast and met Janet.

Janet was waiting for me at the start of the serving line. She looked really good, but as we sat down she had a very serious look on her face. "You look great" I said.

"I need to ask you some things!" she said. "Why did you decide to ask me out?"

Whew, I thought, on the spot already. "About 3 seconds after I saw you."

"Not when!" she said, "Why?" Her face said I am unhappy, but her Suzie signal said she liked the answer.

"Well, I never really know. Some guys have a thing for blondes, or tall girls. I don't have a type, and I can't even see a pattern to my choices. But when I saw you, I just knew I wanted to be with you."

She looked worried. "What exactly do you mean, be with me? Again her face said no, but her Suzie signal said yes.

I heard my mother telling me to be honest about what you want. "I mean sleep with you."

She looked really skeptical "You are telling me you just want to have sex with me? You don't want my undying love? You don't want to marry me? How many times do you want to have sex with me?" If it were not for my talent I would think I was completely shut down, but the Suzie signal was saying things were heating up.

I hoped I wasn't stepping in it. "Don't want to fall in love, at least not in the next 4 years or so. Don't want to marry anybody, at least in the next 4 years or so. I would like to sleep with you one night each weekend for at least the first semester, hopefully the first two semesters, and I would like to make it with you as many times as possible during those nights."

She looked funny. "So let me get this straight! You expect me to have sex with you one night every week for the first semester, or two semesters, and then it's so long it's been great? That's it?" Any 100 other guys would have thought things were now totally over, but the Suzie signal continued to increase.

I looked her right in the eye. "Not just sex. I want lots of hugging and kissing, too. I would like to think you would have some fond memories. I know I would, because I think you are wonderful."

She still looked suspicious. "What kind of sex are you expecting to get?" The Suzie signal was now warbling like an air raid siren!

"I want it all. Being with someone as hot as you are and not getting the whole enchilada would be like having a Ferrari and only driving it to the grocery store."

She looked thoughtful. "Will you do anything I want in bed?"

"Within limits" I said. Her Suzie signal was now almost painfully strong.

"What limits?"

I thought about it. "Nothing involving animals, children, or feces." I said. "Anything else you wish to ask, then your wish is my command!"

She looked at me in a very strange way. Judging by her facial expressions I was convinced she was about to tell me to go to hell, but the Suzie signal said she was digging it. My dad was a salesman, and he had taught me to 'always be closing', so I said "I promise to never talk to anybody about anything we do, and to always tell you the truth."

She must have been a hell of a poker player, because she held my gaze for a long time. "How many girls have you slept with?"

"One. In my family males promise to stay celibate until they turn eighteen. I turned eighteen at the end of May. I had one lover this summer before I left for school." Her Suzie signal was bleating like one of those old submarines in the movies saying dive, dive!

She looked interested. "Where is she now? How did you leave things with her?"

"She took a job in Seattle and I left for school here. I have a special place in my heart for her, and always will. We parted friends, but I will probably never see her again."

I could see the wheels turning in her head. "Did she teach you a lot?" Her Suzie signal was now beyond the strongest I had ever experienced!

"More than I would have ever believed!" I said with honest and heartfelt enthusiasm. The RA's came in and announced that everyone should now board the bus for the lake. My dad would have been proud, because I went for the close. "My roommate will be gone all day. How about we just skip the lake and spend the day in bed?"

She looked at me with an expression I had seen before, from Mrs. Douglass. "OK." She smiled.

We went up to the room at 10 AM, just as the busses were leaving, and so began one of the most amazing days of my life so far.

Janet was very different from Mrs. Douglass, but I used everything I knew to try and listened for her signals to tell me what Janet liked and how she liked it. Mrs. Douglas liked her nipples touched and kissed very gently. Janet liked that for about two minutes, and then she liked them to be treated pretty roughly. Her nipples were long and thin like a rifle bullet, where Mrs. Douglass's were short and thick like a pistol round. After a lot of experimentation, I found what she liked most was for me to take them all the way into my mouth and suck on them very hard while biting the very base of them with my front teeth. That technique made her signal peak and also filled the room with her pussy smell. She would grab my head and pull me up to kiss her mouth, which she also wanted strong and rough, and then push it back to her nipples! I was happy to please.

She did not like me to sweet talk her or tell her how beautiful she was, and I remember thinking she just wanted me to shut up and work on her. When I took off her pants and panties and made it obvious I was planning to go down on her, her Suzie signal took on a new character, like a guitar tone going through a fuzz box. I was slow and teasing like Mrs. Douglass liked it, and Janet liked it that way, too, at least at first. She smelled so strong and so good that I wanted to just devour her without even listening to her Suzie signal, but I stayed with my plan to determine what really worked for her.

Her pattern became clear, start gently but get rough quickly! When I finally got ready to finish her off, strong suction on her clit made her come like a string of firecrackers going off, and I was more than happy to have my face right in the middle of the explosions. There was that little gap in her signal that I had learned from Mrs. Douglas means to just hold still for a minute, and then the signal started up again and so did I. I tried little bites on her labia and it was bingo time again! Finally I tried thrusting my tongue into her and true to her form, the deeper and rougher the better! Her taste reminded me of watermelon juice somehow. "You taste so good!" I exclaimed and then went back for thirds. Her third orgasm made her legs shake and her pelvic thrust almost threw me off the bed.

My erection was now so strong that I could not wait anymore. I stood up and rubbed her pussy lips with it lightly. She looked up and said "let me see it!" I moved it up and rubbed her nipples with it and the Suzie signal started to get stronger again. Guessing she would like it a little rough, I put my dick up to her face and slapped her chin with it. Her signal went off the scale! There was no worry about how wet she was, so I put it at the entrance to her pussy and her signal stayed high. "I am on the pill!" she said. "Do it!"

I started in slow and felt some resistance. She pushed up toward me and I felt a little push and clamp against my dick, and then slipped past. I guess I was really her first! Her signal dipped for a second, then started climbing again. I slowly moved in about halfway, then pulled all the way out and went back. Her signal was modulated like I was playing a violin. Soon I was going all the way in and pulling all the way out. She was clearly pleased, so I increased my frequency. Reminding myself that she liked it rough, I began putting more and more weight on her and ended up really pounding her! She ended up really liking it! After six or seven really strong thrusts she came again, digging her fingernails into my shoulders and giving me a huge hickey on my neck.

The momentary dip in her signal told me to stop a second, and just as her signal came back she grabbed my ass cheeks and began to make it clear she wanted more. I whispered in her ear "This time I and not going to stop until I come!" and her Suzie signal went wild. I thought she didn't like me to talk to her! Wait a minute. She did not like it when I sweet talked her. What if I talked dirty? "I'm gonna blast in your pussy" She began to groan, but her Suzie signal was even stronger. I literally fucked her as hard and as fast as I could, and she was thrusting back up against me just as hard as she could. I was only a second away from coming. "Squeeze me with that pussy!" She did, so strongly that it almost hurt. Then I knew it was inevitable! Taking a cue from Mrs. Douglass's teaching, I said her name each time I shot, whispering "Janet, Janet, Janet" into her ear as she grabbed me with her hands and squeezed my ass cheeks so hard I knew it was going to leave big red marks. On the third one, she came too, her Suzie signal so strong that if felt like my ears were ringing from a loud noise.

I moved my lips from her ear and began kissing her again. She kissed me back and we turned on our sides and tried to catch our breath. Her Suzie signal took on that diffuse and lower tone that I was beginning to recognize as contentment. We talked for a while, like what you would do on a 'normal' date long before you had sex, but I liked this way better. She really was a virgin until just a few minutes ago, and it did hurt a little at first, but soon the good feelings took over. I went through my father's checklist to discover some things about her, and found out we were both tennis players in high school and that we both wanted to learn to handle sailboats. She was an accounting major, and wanted to go to graduate school after working for a while. She wanted exactly what I did, sexually: find a few good partners and have some great sex! Learn about how to do things well and what you really liked, but don't even think about getting married until you knew you were going to graduate. And she figured two semesters was about the right for duration for our relationship, although she did say she was amazed that I seemed be able to please her even better than she could please herself with her hands. As we talked, she ran her hand on my chest, played with my nipples (if I had a Suzie signal sender she would have been hearing it now!), and slowly began working her way down toward my waist. Since Mrs. Douglass had complemented me on my abs, I had been doing as many crunches and leg lifts as I could stand, and it had paid off. Janet became fascinated with my abdomen, which I liked, but I also wanted her to move her hand even lower.

Soon my cock perked up a little and she noticed! She smiled at me in a contented way and began to play with it, and I smiled at her. She touched it all over, using her fingertips, the palm of her hand, and the backs of her fingers. I liked it all. Then she slowly slid her hips down the bed until her face was right above my waist, and my cock was growing toward her, thanks to her wonderful hand! She actively worked on getting me hard, and moved her face ever closer to my waiting cock. Soon she was holding it at all angles and looking at it in fascination! Soon my prayers were answered and she moved her head a little lower and tenderly brushed it with her lips. Now this was the way to spend a Saturday! She must have kissed every surface several times, and must have also noticed it was getting bigger, redder and warmer than when she started. Janet then made her way into a permanent and prominent place in my all time favorite girlfriend hall of fame when she said, casually, and without any hint of guile "I really like your dick" and then took it into her mouth!