Josie grabbed her books and walked out of Intro to Psychology. She noticed all of the smiling, talking, faces and a wave of disappointment washed over her when she realized that none of them were smiling at, or talking to her. She had been at Connor State for four weeks, and she hadn't made any friends. It seemed like the people at Connor were very different from the friends she had back home. All the friends she had back home, she had grown up with, the most recent of her friendships stemming from the eighth grade. She was used to just having friends around her, not having to try, and here, she definitely had to try.
She walked the grounds to her dorm room and plopped down on her bed. A tear rolled down her face. "Is it going to be like this for four years?" She continued to cry herself to sleep.
After her nap, Josie decided to go downstairs and do some laundry. She dove into her Psych book, and waited for her clothing. All of a sudden, a clang broke her concentration. A boy stumbled in, about 5'7, curly dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, tugging an enormous load of laundry behind him.
Josie rolled her eyes and continued to read. The boy grunted and maneuvered the laundry bag up on top of the washers.
"I might as well watch the show." Josie thought to herself. She giggled to herself as she watched him struggle.
He began to empty the bag, throwing all different colors of clothes into the wash together.
"Your clothes won't come out right." Josie blurted out. She was amazed at her forwardness.
"Seriously?" The boy looked at her puzzled.
"Yeah, you're throwing in too many colors. They'll dye each other."
"Oh, I thought my mom just threw them all in there together." He grinned. "Simon Meyer. I live on the floor above." He held his hand out.
"Josie Maran." Josie shook his hand.
"Can you show me, I mean, how to do this?"
"Sure." Josie couldn't resist a chance to be the boss, so she started grabbing clothes out of the bag.
"You have to separate them by colors, you have to match them up." She quickly separated the clothes and put them in several empty washers. Simon watched her with intent. There was something magical about the way she was moving, she was very graceful, like a cat.
"You had a lot of dirty stuff." She said disapprovingly.
"Yeah, I was procrastinating. But now I have someone to help me." Simon reached out and rubbed her arm.
Josie sucked her breath in. " It's no big deal. She hadn't had a lot of experience with guys, less experience with white guys, and the feeling was very strange and new to her. It made her skin tingle.
"There." She announced, "Now we wait half and hour."
They sat and talked about their lives, about Connor State, about their plans for the future.
Simon continued to seize every opportunity to touch Josie, confusing her, but intriguing her at the same time.
"You have such beautiful skin." He said. "It's so soft and smooth."
"Thanks." Josie pulled her arm away.
"Am I making you uncomfortable?" Simon asked in a puzzled way.
The plain truth was yes. Josie wasn't used to attention being fawned on her. Lots of guys tended to ignore her. Josie thought it was because they thought she was fat and ugly. She couldn't tell it was because she walked around like she was scared of her shadow. She couldn't see the sparkle in her dark brown almond shaped eyes, the soft fullness of her lips, the gracefulness of her neck, and the luster of her thick, black hair, but everyone who met her all noticed her beauty instantly. Simon was no exception.
"A little." She confessed.
"I'm sorry, it's just that you're so incredibly beautiful." His eyes continued to drink her in.
Josie felt herself growing warm. She put her back to the washing machine to look him in the eyes.
Simon took the opportunity to move closer to her. He put his hands on her hips and moved in. Josie looked at him and smiled nervously, not really knowing what to do. "You are so incredibly gorgeous." He murmured into her hair.
"Simon, please." Josie's tone was very curt.
He opened his eyes, Alarmed.
"But you are. You don't like to hear that you are?"
"I'm not, you think all you have to do is tell a girl how beautiful she is and she's supposed to throw herself at you?" Josie's frustration was building.
Here she was with a very cute guy who was fawning over her, and she couldn't understand why he was being so nice to her.
"No. But a guy can dream can't he?." Simon moved closer to her and kissed her. Josie's first kiss, but she was amazed that she knew exactly what to do.
"Mmmm. Josie, you taste so good." Simon continued to kiss her soft neck, murmuring sweet nothings into it.
His touch was so warm and intoxicating. Josie felt like she was drunk.
He ran his hands down her body, running them over every curve, resting at her hips. He began to knead them, pulling her closer to him. The feeling of her full hips in his hands was spurring Simon on; he had to have more of her, quickly. She gasped when she felt his hardness against her leg. Josie's head was swimming, part of her was screaming at her to run, the other part commanding her to stay.
Before she could make a decision, Simon lifted her up like she was a feather and put her on top of the washing machine. The vibrating of the washing machine was making tingling between her legs more urgent.
She looked into his piercing blue eyes, his pink sensuous lips, and his blonde hair. Almost instinctively, she put her arms around him and kissed him.
Their tongues slid slow and lovingly over each other. He sucked on her lips and she quickly imitated him.
"Ohhh Josie." He sucked in air through his teeth.
She continued to run her hands over his body, his shoulders, his chest, and his back. There was something about not knowing him that was very liberating, until he started to reach under her shirt.
She pulled away from him, "We have to stop Simon, I can't."
"You can't what baby." He continued to kiss her neck, run his fingers through her black hair "I can't do this." She pushed him away from her, and held him at arms length. "I'm sorry." She started to scoot off the washing machine.
" Josie, are you afraid that someone will like you? Actually find you attractive?"
Josie glared at him. "Fuck you." She scooted further off the washing machine.
" I didn't mean to make you mad." Simon said. His eyes conveying his apology. "But seriously, You don't think I'm doing this because I think you're hideous?"
Josie choked on a sob. "But I am. Look at me."
"You know what I want? I mean, see?" Simon cleared his throat. "I see a beautiful woman. Sexy, beautiful, Josie, I want you right now." He pushed her back onto the washing machine by her hips. " Can I have you?" he whispered in her ear.
Josie nodded. The heat between her legs was so unfamiliar, but it felt so good.
Simon kissed her neck and slowly slipped his hands under her shirt. The pressure from his hands made her feel like liquid. "Ohhh." She opened her eyes wide.
"You like it?" He whispered.
"Can I take this off?" he pulled on the back of her bra.
"Yes." Simon didn't even blink. He unhooked her bra and pulled of her shirt in what seemed to be one motion.
He moved back, and looked at the objects of his desire. Two luscious round globes, with toped with huge chocolate circles, and nipples that lay flush with the areola.
Josie closed her eyes. She was hoping he wasn't deciding he didn't like them.
All of a sudden, she felt what she was sure was his tongue on her nipple.
"SIMON!" she screamed and wrapped her arms around his head.
Bolts of electricity were running through her body, and ending at her womanhood, getting more and more intense.
"Shhh." It's okay. He took her other breast in his hand, and pinched the nipple. Her un-erect nipples were deceptively small. Once he pinched it, it became the size of a pencil eraser.
"Ohhhh." She started to tremble, and he rubbed her shoulders and her back, trying to calm her down."
"Mmmm. You taste so good. It's okay baby. It's okay." He continued to knead her breasts with neediness. "I have to see all of you."
"I don't know Simon." Josie's voice trembled with fear and anticipation.
" Baby, I already love what I see, I just want to see all of it."
Simon's heart thumped in his chest as he watched Josie pull her jeans off, watching them slip off of her smooth chocolate thighs. He pulled them down and off. "You are so hot." He traced his finger from her chest to her stomach,
" So cold." Josie interjected. "I have a sheet, in the dryer."
"Oh I'm sorry baby." He rushed over to the dryer and pulled out the sheet. He threw it around her shoulders and took all of his clothes off.
Josie scanned his body as he stood before her. He wasn't a body builder, but he had a broad chest and shoulders, that she loved, and his 6 ½ cock was pointing at her, as if it was magnetically attracted to her. He reached out, and pulled her to the edge of the washing machine. He put his mouth on her left breast again, and began to suckle her. It was more than she could take. She leaned back, and her breath came out in short bursts, almost as if she was panting. Simon moved his hands down, until he had his hand on the top of her pussy, rubbing back and forth.
He moved the fabric of her underwear aside and stuck his finger into her wetness.
"Oh God, that feels so good." She bucked her hips towards him. Simon smiled a devious smile. "Good girl. It feels good doesn't it?" He took her mouth in a greedy kiss.
He rubbed her wetness from top to bottom, lingering on her clit. Josie moaned against his mouth and started moving her hips rhythmically, the vibrating of the washing machine making her whole body tingle.
"Ohh Simon." She ran her hands up and down his body, surprised at her own boldness.
He kissed her again, and smiled. He moved back, and moved to position his head between her legs.
On his way down, he could smell her arousal, and he needed to find the source. He nuzzled his nose against her swollen lips, opening them with his fingers. He looked in and saw the most enticing sight. Josie's pussy was full, inviting a perfect blend of pink and brown, with her pleasure button perfectly defined.
"Simon, what are you…" She didn't get a chance to finish.
Simon moved his head swiftly between her legs, and took a long lingering lick, looking up to see her reaction.
Josie started whimpering and rocking back and forth on Simon's face.
She had never felt so sexy in her whole life, she was naked, with a guy she never met, and he was doing incredibly delicious things to her body.
"Ohhhh good girl." Simon was so aroused. He was holding the most beautiful woman in the world hostage with his tongue.
"Simon, Simon." Josie repeated breathlessly. He alternated his licking, with strong licks on one side of her clit, and then the other, and then moving up and down, watching her reaction to each one.
She leaned back and began to buck her hips harder and harder against his face. He slid his hands up her legs, caressed her thighs, kneaded her ass, and moved up to her breasts. He caressed the undersides, and then, ran his open hand against her nipple. "Come for me Josie." He whispered. She stopped moving her hips. All of a sudden she started trembling, and he saw her eyes roll up into her head.
Josie thought she was dying. She had never felt so many sensations before.
Simon stood up. "What a good girl. You came for me." He kissed her. She was surprised to taste herself on his lips. The sweet muskiness was very intriguing.
In a moment of bravery, Josie reached out to feel Simon 's cock. The flexible hardness was incredible.
She pulled gently towards her. Ohh Josie. That feels good." His encouragement made her feel braver. She gripped his cock harder and began to pump up and down for what seemed like and eternity, until she felt wetness in her hand. She looked down and looked up to him for an explanation.
"It's pre-cum. It means that you are being a bad girl and teasing me, when I really want to come."
" Can I do what you did to me?" She asked innocently.
"Next time." Simon smiled. He slowly worked his finger into her wet pussy.
She winced in pain, and he realized that he was going to be the first person to feel inside of her.
"Josie, I don't want to hurt you."
"I know." Her breathing reflected the fear and lust welling up inside of her.
"So you have to relax. I'm going to get three fingers in there, and we'll go from there okay?"
"Okay baby relax." He rubbed her slit and stuck one finger in.
She bit her lip, and whimpered.
"You're so beautiful." He took her nipple into his mouth, and began to move his finger in and out,
"That feels so good Simon." Josie started to move her hips again. She was getting accustomed to his finger in her intimate space.
"Okay number two." He stuck in the second finger and he felt her clutch it.
"You're doing so good baby. I'll be inside you in no time." Josie smiled and reached out for his cock. "Might as well be now."
Her eagerness pushed him over the top. He positioned his 6 1/2 inches at the door of her womanhood, And began to push in.
"Oww." Josie whimpered.
"It's okay, relax, breathe baby." He felt the sensation of her tight, wet, silkiness and leaned in to nibble her ear .
"God Josie, you feel so fucking good." He had the urge to pump, he needed to feel all of her, his urgency rising.
"Okay." He noticed tears in her eyes.
"It's okay. You're doing so good baby." He began to kiss her tears. "I'm going to start moving okay?"
He held her close to him, with his arm supporting her back, and his hand on her thigh. He pushed all the way in and heard her whimper.
Josie felt like she was being torn in half, and tickled with a feather at the same time. Simon looked so gorgeous, so gentle, and so horny on top of her. He moved in and out slowly, caressing her breasts.
"God, Josie, you feel great, do you like it?"
She nodded yes.
"Good. It's going to get better."
"He leaned back and began to massage her clit.
"Ohhh Simon." The pain began to subside and all that was left, was incredible pleasure.
She began to buck her hips hungrily, feeling as if she would die if she didn't feel him sliding in and out of her.
She had such a lusty, sexy, look on her face, it drove Simon crazy.
He put his hands on her hips to steady himself and began to pump a little faster.
She gave little cries, and he kissed her neck.
"I have to feel your tits again Josie." He breathed into her neck. Simon was feeling his balls tighten. It was all too much to take in, he was making love to a strange girl for the first time, in a laundry room, and she loved it, and he loved her.
He reached out and pinched her nipples as he pulled them.
"Ohhh Simon." She wiggled and jerked hungrily
"Come baby. Come on." He pumped into her, watching the ecstasy on her face, feeling his orgasm coming. But he knew he had to hold on for her.
"Simon, it's happening I… Ohhhh." She shuddered and went limp. He took his opportunity and thrust into deeply four times. She continued to whimper, her orgasm still going on. That was it for Simon. "Ohhh shit." He pulled his penis out of her and shot on her stomach. Josie sat back and looked at the cum, glistening.
" Oh my God." Simon said breathlessly and continued to caress Josie's body . He leaned over to kiss her
"We should clean this off, and you need to put your laundry away." Josie tried to gain her composure. grabbed a dryer sheet, and some water out of the sink and wiped her off, kissing her stomach once it was clean.
"I could kiss you forever."
Josie hopped off the washing machine, and started gathering her clothing, " Simon, I have to go, it's really late. Why don't you take your clothes to the dryer, you can dry them all together."
"Wait don't go. I want to see you again." He grabbed her hand.
" I really have to go." She looked into his eyes, pleading. She didn't want to make the situation more awkward. She buttoned her shirt and grabbed her laundry and rushed out of the room.
Two weeks passed and Josie was just getting over her feelings of guilt. She was still very lonely, and wished that she hadn't run away from Simon that night. All of her friends back home were very supportive, her best friend Raquel advising
"You need to go find that boy." She walked home from class, trying to identify guys that looked like Simon on the way to her dorm.
She trudged up the stairs and opened her door.
"Josie?" She stiffened when she heard a familiar voice behind her. She whirled around and he was standing on the other side of the hallway, with a black box in his hand.
"Josie, I love you. I don't care if you don't believe me. But I do, and I wanted you to have this."
He opened the black box towards her, revealing a gold chain with a gold key on the end.
"Josie, this is the key to my heart, and I would be honored if you would take it."
Josie nodded. "If I believe you now is that okay?"
"No." Simon said smiling. "Take the damn box woman." She took the box and kissed him.
"Now you can make love to me in a bed like normal people."
"Gladly." He smiled.
They held hands and walked into her room.