My Girl
By Green

I was feeling pretty swell.  I had been on a couple of dates
with this little freshman woman from the farmland of Iowa.
She was sweet and innocent at heart and her looks matched.
She was a petite little thing at 5' 2" with short brown hair
cut sporty.  Her green eyes looked sweet.  And what a
perfect little body she had.  She was probably a size-2 and
an a-cup but had nice female figure.  Her breasts looked
round and she had the cutest bubble butt that though small
looked full trailing from her tiny waist.  I am not done
bragging yet.  She had skin that a guy would hate to have
but a girl would kill for.  She was nearly alabaster.   She
said she tanned pretty well but this took place in the early
winter so any tan she possessed in the summer time had faded
for the winter months.  Her name is Kema.

I stress the word "was" in that statement of how I was
feeling.  

I met Kema in the dorm room dining area and we went from
there to a couple study sessions to a couple of dates.
Somewhere in that time frame another guy had started to move
in on her.  Well, I guess that is how it goes.  It would be
her choice but I was hoping I would become her boyfriend.

I knew nothing about the other guy just that Kema had been
busy a couple times during "date" nights and her roommate
was secretive about her whereabouts when I called a few
times.  I am not real bright but the "clues" told me someone
else was in the picture.

I put my junior detective cap on and found out as much as I
could.  Yes, there was another guy in the picture.  I was
officially in a contest to see who would be number-3 (she
lost her virginity her junior of high school to her
boyfriend that year and then had another guy that was her
senior year boyfriend that broke off when she went to
college and he stayed home to work on cars).  I found out
the guys name was Terry and he had made his moves in a class
they had together.  It turned out they had not been out on a
date yet but had been out studying and did a couple things
like get and ice cream cone afterwards, that kind of stuff.
Kind of like dates.  I saw him a couple times (my dorm was
just two over from Kema) and was very surprised by his
appearance.  He walked with a stagger and dressed very hip,
like a city kid selling drugs.  I guess opposites attract.
I am the "nice" guy type and decided to play that role to
the hilt but tried acting a little wild (cool) on the next
date I had with her.  I got my first kiss from her on that
date and tried to act like it was nice but that it was not
really important to me, you know, like I am a player.  My
reasoning was that in making her choice I hoped she would
say to herself, "Terry is very cool and rugged, Patrick is
very nice and has a cool side".  You know, be different than
him but have a little of him in me to increase my odds.
Believe me, I figured it was worth it.

I had a couple more dates with her and found out she had
been on a couple real dates with him.  Of course, I did not
know what she was thinking but took her as a one guy type
and figured she must be getting close to telling one of the
next time that guy called that she was "too busy".  I didn't
want it to me.  I had a date with her the upcoming Friday
and went out of my way to find out more about this Terry
guy.  I found out he plays racquetball at the rec- center on
Wednesdays and since I play that on Thursdays and Saturdays
on the challenge court (winner stays and next in line goes
in) I would go that Wednesday.

I did go and won a couple games then Terry walked in.  I
beat him easily and went through a couple more guys then he
came in again.  I was getting tired and this game was pretty
close.  I won barely but told him he could stay since I had
played enough.  I went to lift weights for 15 minutes or so
to work my arms and then came back.  He must have gotten on
a roll because he was still out there and looked like he
hadn't left in a while by the sweat on his clothes.  I
decided to do a couple more sets of curls then sauna,
Jacuzzi, the works.  I had met my goal of meeting him and
really learned nothing new.  He was arrogant even when I
beat him.  Always his racket or that he was out of position,
never that I made a good shot when I got a point.  Oh yeah,
and he must have wore four gold necklaces.

I was coming out of the sauna and heading for the Jacuzzi
when I saw his backside as he headed for the shower.  He was
more muscular than I but I was a couple inches taller.  I
probably outweighed him by a bite though because he had a
little backside and chicken-legs.  They looked wiry but
skinny.  I must admit that he was probably considered more
handsome than I in the overall looks department but woman
don't usually based much of their decision on that. I am
pretty normal looking, whatever that implies.  A little
mixed of the basics.  He was a much more interesting mix. He
looked like he was part of a lot of things.  So much so that
he could have passed for anything from a lite-skinned
African-American to Italian to a mix of Black-Irish and
Mediterranean.

As I was sitting in the Jacuzzi he had met up with someone
he knew.  I could hear his deep voice cavorting with his
friend.  Geez, just the way he talked turned me off.  So
confident and arrogant.  And the way he spoke of woman was
like they the dating game to me was the mating game to him.
Then I heard his friend ask him something that got my full
attention, "making any headway with that little chickadee
from the farm lands?"  I was all ears for his response, "you
know how it goes with those types, you got to go slow then
when they are comfortable get home with them. I'll give it
one more date before it's time."  This really made me mad.
Here I was courting her and he was just setting her up to
get yet another notch in his belt!

I got up to cool off and get a Powerade with the plan of
returning to soak my left calf a little more.  I thought
about confronting him over his comment.  When I got back to
the Jacuzzi (the soda dispenser was just a minute away by
the sink area) he was in there with his friend.  It was a
large tub so I felt comfortable climbing back in.  He went
back and forth with the guy some more, laughing over just
about everything.  When his friend left I decided to say
something, "I know it is rude to eavesdrop but I could not
help but notice some of your comments and I do not think you
should speak of Kema that way".  He took in what I said with
some look of disdain on his face.   There was a pause as if
he was thinking of how I made the connection.  I do not
recall if he actually ever said her name and I was going
through things in my head wondering if he was doing the
same.  I might have flushed trying to figure out how I would
explain how I knew who he was talking about before I
realized he was just gabbing freely and if I said (if
questioned) that he said her name that he would likely not
know whether or not I was bluffing.  "You her brother or
something man?" he said.

I told him something about how I was interested in her as a
friend and was hoping to be her boyfriend or something.
"Same here" he said with a cocky grin and waved me off.  "I
didn't mean anything by it, just locker room talk man". Then
he stood up and said, "well, looks like we are interesting
in the same girl."  He saw where my eyes could not help but
go.  "Let's see who she prefers."  That may be one of the
most humiliating moments of my young life.  He had seen me
naked as I came back to the Jacuzzi.  I had seen his back
side until now.  He stood there all proud and mocking me
with an ear to ear grin.  He knew that I now knew that he
had the cock of a horse.  My normal sized penis being
relaxed by the hot water was not even half his size.  Damn,
my full erection was not the size of his fully relaxed cock.
My erection may be as long as his flaccid cock but the width
of it looked ridiculous!  It just hung there menacingly the
width my wrist!  "Tell you what, I am heading over there
now.  Be at this address (he told me his apt number and name
of apts - just across the street from my dorm) in 30
minutes.  Tell Toby I said for him to clear out and that you
can stay and I will be over with Kema by then."

I didn't say another thing.  He left laughing.  I got
dressed and walked over and did what he directed me to do.  

Terry came in with Kema within a couple minutes of me
arriving and Toby leaving.  They were laughing as they came
through the door.  Kema stopped when she saw me.  "We have a
problem here Kema, seems like you have been dating both of
us and we are both wanting to be the only one.  We need to
talk this out."

He told Kema to have a seat on the lounge chair.  He went
into the kitchen and came back with a tray of joints and 12-
pack of beer.  He put everything on a coffee table and sat
on the other end of the couch from me.  We were across from
Kema.

He seemed relaxed and enjoying the tension.  I drank a beer
nervously in less than a minute and began drinking the other
soon after.  I had never seen Kema drink before yet she
drank her first one as quickly.  Terry just sipped and
enjoyed his and lite up a joint.  Terry left the "serious"
topic alone and started making small talk about classes and
the like.  Kema watched Terry take a hit as if studying how
to do it.  Terry handed it to her as he exhaled, "it is good
stuff, hold it in deep for a minute".  Kema complied and
then after taking an inhale she started coughing.  She
handed back to him but he told her to try again but to only
take a half a hit.  She did much better that time.  He took
it from her and gave it to me.  This went on for a while and
as we got high the talk came more freely.    When he brought
the topic back up it did not create any tension.  "Kema, a
girl like you can date one guy or many.  If you pick one
then that guy is lucky.  If you choose to date around for a
while then it is on the guys to deal with it."  He said it
with the air of a professor schooling her on being a player.
Frankly, he made sense.  Then again, we were all pretty
buzzed so anything would have made sense.

Kema got up to excuse herself to the bathroom.  Terry was
ogling her butt as she walked in front of us and then past.
"Man, we have got to get a hold of that tonight.  What do
you think, man, let's go for it."  He said as soon as the
door closed.  I did not respond.  I was lite up!  It was
only the third time I had ever smoked pot and I was out of
it. His words sunk in after a long delay but before I could
respond Kema was back.  She kind of staggered to the chair
and all but fell into it.  She was as lite up as I was.

Terry lite up yet another joint and I foolishly had another
beer.  By the time the joint was gone I had to piss
something fierce.  When I stood up the world starting
spinning on me.  I heard Terry laugh.  I laughed too and
made my way to the bathroom bumping against everything near
my path.  I must have pissed for three minutes and then
washed my face off with cold water trying to clear my head.
I think I must have been there for ten minutes.  A mistake
on my part.  When I came out they were not in the living
room anymore.  I was a little disoriented but heard their
voices from his bedroom.  I staggered to the doorway and
found the door slightly ajar.  I didn't know what to do.  I
just froze and looked into the room.

They were sitting on the end of the bed talking and
giggling.  Well, he had a right to teach about being a
player.  I think Kema was the type of woman that saw a guy's
bedroom after a long dating period and yet there she was.

There were a few choices I had of what to do.  I took
neither of them.  Instead I just stood there like some type
of voyeur and watched.

Terry went slowly at first.  He touched her right cheek and
gave her a kiss.  Had they simply forgot about me?  He
kissed her gently and slowly.  I think it was their first
kiss.  Their lips stayed together.  They kissed more
passionately and as he began to put his tongue in her mouth
his hand went to her breasts.  She did not push his hand
away.  She had her arms over his shoulders as they embraced
as they kissed with him feeling her up like a high school
kid in the back seat of the car.  He was at first base.
Then he slipped his hand under her shirt and continued to
feel her breasts. Her breathing was getting rapid and deep.
He was turning her on!  My stomach felt sick over this.

Terry broke their embrace and stood her up.  He took her
back into his arms and continued their kiss.  It was
interrupted only by quick pauses that allowed for the
removal of clothing.  Terry peeled off his and her blouse.
He unzipped her sporty skirt and it slid to the ground.  Oh
what a sight she was.  She was wearing lacy pink bra and
underwear.  She looked like the freshest, tastiest cotton
candy ever.  Terry was more aggressive than I am.  He was
still kissing her passionately but now that she was down to
her underwear he was fondling her butt hard.  He was cupping
her butt with both hands and gyrating his pelvis area
against hers.  She was pushing back and by the sound of her
long moans loved his aggressive foreplay.   He then broke
their kiss and stepped back.  "Show them to me" he told her
looking at her breasts.  Kema unfastened her frilly bra and
then pulled it seductively from her front.  Terry cupped
both breasts and kissed her nipples.  Her alternated with
them, nibbling one of her pale pink nipples and then the
other.  Her breasts were very sensitive judging by her
reaction.  Her head was tilted back and she held her balance
by holding onto his shoulders as she cooed.  He worked his
mouth down her flat stomach to her pelvis area. He slid past
that point and kissed and licked her inner thighs and all
the way down to her knees.


I should not have just stayed there peering through the
crack in the door and felt really embarrassed when I heard a
whisper into my ear, "why don't you join them".  It was
Toby.  He had returned and though I didn't budge my insides
jumped a mile I was so startled.  I nodded my head and
shrugged my shoulders in a "I dunno" way.  I turned to look
at him and he "shushed" me.   He gestured towards the door
and then the light in the hallway.  Geez, I hadn't thought
of that.  The room was darkened by only having the light
from the master bedroom coming through a partially opened
door, but the hallway was bright.  If Kema looked over I
would be plainly visible even though the door was almost
closed.  I knew what he thought we should do and pulled the
door so that the outline of the door touched the door jam.
He turned off the hallway light.  Ah, if I was just going to
stand there like a silly voyeur then at least I could do so
without being discovered.  I thought hard about joining them
but felt forgotten and simply stayed put after opening the
door back up a couple of inches so that I could see.  Toby
gestured for me to get down to one knee so that he could
look and watch too.  "Man, this is great.  She is so sweet
and innocent looking" Toby said.  He was whispering but I
was still thankful that Terry had turned on a jazz station
in his room when he took Kema in there just in case.   I
didn't want to miss a thing.  Then it hit me.  Either Terry
and the size of his equipment would win her over or he would
be too big for her and I would still have a chance.  It was
out of character for me but then again this whole thing was
out of the ordinary.  I got up and went and got a couple of
cold beers and a wine cooler from the refrigerator and the
plate with the joints on them.  There were still two
well-rolled ones left on it.  Then I lite one up and walked
as casually I could into the room.  I left the door
partially closed behind me so that Toby could watch.  I
didn't want him to join this already crowded scene.  I do
not think they even noticed me at first they were so wrapped
up in each other and originally I thought I was simply
improving my view.  I set the stuff on the dresser by the
bed and stripped down to my boxers.  I said barely audibly,
"I didn't realize that the party had moved in here" and then
kneeled down on the bed a couple feet from Kema's head.
Terry had laid her down on the bed with her feet hanging
over the edge.  He was on his knees in between her legs.  He
had her panties off and was nibbling her inner thighs. She
was breathing deeply in pleasure and excitement.  I wished
that I could trade places with him.  She was so pretty. I
studied her pale pink aureoles, so small around her pointed
in excitement nipples equally pale in their pink coloring. I
reached out to touch her round, soft breasts.  It never
really hit me at the time, I was too caught up in my own
awkwardness and trying to hide it, that she never reacted to
me joining in or that she was having "group sex".  It was
surely the wildest thing she had ever done.  Who knows,
maybe it was being buzzed combined with the fact that she
was excited past the point of no return. whatever.  She just
seemed so excited by it all and never seemed phased or
embarrassed at any point.  By the situation anyway.  She was
shocked by one thing that was soon to happen.

"Ah, uhmmmm" Kema moaned as Terry put his mouth on her
pussy.  He suckled her entire small, sparsely covered with
lite brown hair pussy and then started licking her clit.
She was in heaven.  She gasped in delight as he put a finger
in her pussy as he continued to taste her.  I had a tent in
my boxers from watching her reactions and brushing and
squeezing her beautiful breasts.  Kema was much more sexual
than I thought she could ever be.  It struck me that just as
my second lover had "taught" me about sex and romance, Kema
must have had one of her prior boyfriends "teach" her about
her sexuality.  Then again, maybe it just came natural to
her as her beauty did.
 
I have found since that the best lovers were the ones that
needed to be courted to bed (v. one nighters).  They enjoyed
sex more but did not give it up to any guy.

I felt Kema put her right hand on the front of my boxers.
That is all I needed to feel "welcome".  I stood up and
peeled my underwear off and got back into a kneeling
position by her right shoulder.  Her hand ever so softly
found my erection.  My precum was all over and her hand
started to stroke my penis up and down.  Now I was in heaven
too!  As Terry brought her pleasure she was bringing it to
me with her hand.  My pleasure was augmented by seeing such
a beautiful girl receiving pleasure and listening to her
cooing and moaning as much as by the hand-job she was giving
me.  He stroking got more intense as Terry got her closer
and closer to her climax.  She showed me again her
understanding of sexual technique.  I felt her pulling at my
penis, directing me to be directly over the top of her head
as she was getting very close.  She put both her hands over
her head to stroke me.  She cupped my balls and kneaded them
as I was her breasts while she continued to lather my penis
with my precum with her other hand.

Of course, she had no reason to slow her orgasm down (unlike
me that was enjoying this so much I did not want it to stop
so I was counting down from a thousand by different
numbers).  She plowed right through it bucking wildly as it
hit her.  Terry held her in place and continued to finger
her and lick her clit as she came.  After she came and
stopped bucking he kept one finger in her and lips all over
her outer lips, bringing her back to "normal". from sexual
to sensual.

I thought maybe we would switch stations but did not feel
like the lead character in this show so I kind of just
waited to see what Terry directed next.

Terry stood up.  Oh my word was this a great moment for me!
As he removed his mouth from her pussy she arched her head
and suckled at my balls.  There was no stopping my orgasm at
this point!  I could have concentrated on understanding the
theory of relativity.   It did not matter, I came and I have
no idea where it landed.  I shot hard and directly up into
the air.  I think that some of it went left off past the
edge of the bed and another shot or two to the right,
depending on which way it was pointed as she was jerking my
penis through my orgasm.  I enjoyed the my afterglow as Kema
did hers.  I felt a poke at my shoulder at this point.  It
was Toby!  He had come into the darkened room during all of
this.  He directed my to the chair by the head post of the
bed.  He slid back behind it.  He was smoking a joint and
shared it with me.  I took his direction and simply sat down
to see what would happen next and figure out how I could get
between her legs.

Terry had taken his pants off and was still between Kema's
legs at the edge of the bed.  Kema put her hands down to
caress Terry's cock but he took her hands in his and put
them over her head.  He bent down with his cock near her
pussy opening and began to kiss her.  I was amazed.
Flaccid, Terry was imposing.  Hard he was otherworldly.  In
comparison, I have measured myself as nearly 7 by 6 inches.
Yes, many of us white guys grow pretty good when we get
erect.  Terry started off at my erect size and grew even
more so.  Not so much in length but his girth looked almost
silly.  I estimated that his 7 inches of flaccid penis grew
to nearly 9 maybe even more so in length but he had to be
larger in circumference that his massive length.  It almost
looked like my forearm in width.  I felt Toby nudge my
shoulder as if to make sure I was watching this moment.  I
was!  I think the reason that Terry took her hands in his
without letting her touch his cock is because he liked the
surprise.  I guessed this by how much he was building up the
anticipation.  "Have you recovered from your climax?"  Terry
said in a whisper.

Before she could answer through the start of smile he pushed
the head of his cock into her.  She gasped loudly,
"uuaarrrrrgh", was all that came out as Terry pushed his
head past her entrance.  "Oh my god, oh my god" she said a
couple times through panting breathes.  He was half way in
her and pushing in and out.  Each push in was greeted with a
"oh my." or an "uuummph".  He continued to push in and out
half way and her noises of pain / pleasure turned in to deep
moaning.  She seemed more aroused now than when he was
getting her off with his finger and tongue.  He did not work
the rest in easy.  After a minute or so of half strokes he
thrust the rest in all the way except for an inch that
simply looked like he could not have gotten in. it hit her
inner walls and stopped him like a runner hitting a tree
square on.  "Oh, noooo, oh my. too big, damn no, too big,
that hurts, please." she said as he pulled out and then
pushed back in to the seeming stopping point.  With each
thrust she would gasp and say something that was not allows
understandable.  "You are tight" Terry said.  Toby chuckled
over that comment and I was glad the music was on so that
she would not be surprised by him.  Of course, she was
tight!  With a cock like his and old mare would be tight to
him.  He continued to fuck her and started picking up his
pace.  As he did this she seemed to get comfortable with the
size or simply was enjoying the pleasure/pain sensation that
the impaling she was getting. She still was groaning and
squealing with each thrust but her breathing became more
rhythmic and though still being stretched by his massive
cock she was moaning a little.  It was very sexy as her
groans turned to moans.  The moans came from deep in her
belly and would end with a little squeal noise as he got
near the base of his cock into her.  The width of his cock
was pulling her clit down onto the top of his cock as he
pushed in as he stretched her.  This seemed to be leading to
another build up and an orgasm.  Or simply being so filled
was doing it.  He was too.  He shoulders started to tense up
with hers.  He continued to fuck her and then picked up the
pace for a few strokes.  The hardness of his last few
strokes brought back a few high pitched squeals.  But this
did not seem to slow her build up towards an orgasm.  In
fact, it seemed to be adding to it!  She broke her hands
free from his and clutched him tightly around the neck to
pull him close to her.  She was bucking against his giant
cock thrust as she came.  She would still squeal out an
"aarrumph" noise as he penetrated her but coo at the same
time.  Damn it was sexy.  She was coming what seemed to be
twice as hard as the first one and that one had been quit
spectacular.  He came to a stop fully inside of her as her
orgasm subsided then let his hard cock slide out of her.  He
did not cum inside of her as I thought he had. Terry then
straddled her breasts and rested his balls on her pretty
breasts.  Kema took hold of his cock with both hands and
brought her mouth up to the head.  I saw her eyes take in
the site with a look of "that thing got inside of me".  He
must have held off inside of her because within a few
strokes of his head into her mouth his hips jerked violently
a couple times and he came down her throught.

Judging by the look of sheer ecstasy on her face she was
Terry's girl now.
