Today was the first day on campus for all of us new students at Lincoln University, I had to attend the freshman orientation for new students since it was my first year. When I first heard about the lame ways the counselors try to get you adjusted to college life through activities, I was looking for anyway out of having to attend. Luckily I knew if I could make it through the initial meeting, I may be able to sneak away after check in. As I walked up to the check in desk, I looked around seeing the students I would be joining at the university this year. Most were younger than 25. That was the majority of people going soon after high school, while others were in their later years in life. I felt young compared to most of the people checking in at the desk covered in student identification cards, being only 18 and straight out of high school. A feeling of overwhelming anxiety filled my body as I gave my name to the slightly older girl at the desk. Suddenly I felt like I was a kid surrounded by adults, all alone in a new college. The moment the girl gave me my plastic badge on a red lanyard I took off across the courtyard. Passing the groups of students meeting for the first time and getting to know their new peers. I kept walking until I seen an area with less people. Turning a corner I saw a building that was not littered with people around the main doors. Walking in through the double wide glass doors, entering into a large library full of books. Inside there was only a few students walking around the lobby, so I went to the second floor where I saw no one else. Finally I felt my heart rate begin to slow down as my breathing calmed. It was rare that I felt so encumbered by the feeling of social anxiety. I sat down on a lounge chair while I relaxed my body to settle down. Then I seen a short Indian girl who was pushing a cart around full of books. She was putting away the returned books in their location on the shelves. My eyes could not help but stare as I seen the beautiful brown skinned girl walking around in a red dress. It was loose on the girl’s small frame, yet somehow showed just enough of her body’s natural curves. Before today in college I lived in a small rural town, with little diversity in the tiny community. This was the first time I had seen an Indian in real life. Something about her was so beautiful, maybe it was the exotic outfit, or the experience of seeing a new race, or maybe it was just my emotions adjusting to college life. Either way I could not stop checking out the girl in the library, barely five foot tall as she stood just a head higher than the cart of books. Normally I was the shy girl who would never introduce myself to make new friends, but something came over me when I seen her catch me staring. Instead of looking at me like I was crazy, she smiled with her dark pink lips before returning to the books. That smile was like a spell that controlled my body, because almost uncontrollably I began to walk over to the Indian girl. When I got to the opposite side of the cart, I put my hand on the handle and introduced myself. “Hi, I’m Ashlee! It’s my first day and thought I would introduce myself. I’ll be spending a lot of time here in the library anyways.” I said with a nice friendly smile. She looked up from her books as I spoke, giving me a full view into her dark brown eyes that shined like marbles in the white florescent light. “Hey Ashlee, I’m Mia! It’s nice to meet someone who still respects physical books.” The cute Indian girl said as she restocked the shelves. We talked the entire time she put away books from the cart. Getting to know about each other and the type of books we were into. The two of us had many common favorite authors, with a mutual respect for the different styles of writing. By the time the cart was empty, Mia asked if I wanted to hang out during her break. Of course I agreed immediately. Afterwards feeling like a bit of a loser since I seemed over enthusiastic.
Mia and I went back to the lounge in the back of the library, where we both grabbed a coffee and sat at a table together. Over the coffee break we continued to get to know each other. I learned that Mia was a 20 year old college student at the university, who moved here from India for her education in English. She was on her second year at the school and worked at the library part time for extra money. The small Indian girl came off as shy and reserved as she talked about liking the alone time she gets in the library. Complaining that too many people abandoned the place since digital books became a usual option for each class. The break seemed to go by fast, after Mia said she would have to get back to work soon.Then the girl asked for my number, saying we should hang out after she finishes the last hour of her shift. I took it as a good reason to skip the rest of orientation, so I agreed to spend more time with a new friend We finished our coffee and I went back out to try experience more at college than a panic attack. Once I was back outside I began to walk around the campus, getting to know where each building was. I used my phone to look up a map of the campus as a visual for remembering it in my mind. About twenty minutes into my self tour, I got a text from Mia. The message read, “Wanna come chill at my dorm? I just finished setting up my room before my shift today.” I replied that I would love to. My dorm was still a mess since I did not unpack fully this morning before orientation, so I was happy to hang out in her room. Then I found out that we was in the same dorm, but different floors. Mia was on the third floor, while I was on the fifth. I headed over to the dorms, ready to spend sometime making a new friend in this new place. When I arrived at her dorm, I knocked softly on the wooden door. Inside I could hear someone walking to the door. Then the knob turned and it opened in a quick swing. Mia was in the same red outfit that I learned was called a saris in her culture. To me it was just a very nice red dress with gold designs along the edges. Her brunette hair was now down from the tie it was in during work. She had long dark hair that was wavy as it spread around her cute face. Mia had a small silver piercing in the side of her nose that sparkled with a diamond on the tip. As she invited me in I could see the differences in our cultures by the way she decorated. The kind girl offered me a seat on her futon in front of a medium size flat screen tv. While I sat down she asked if I wanted water, which I declined as she grabbed one for herself. Then Mia came back to the couch and sat down beside me. Her leg pressed against mine when she sat down closer than I expected. We chatted as she turned on the tv to find something to watch. She decided on a popular sitcom rerun before putting the remote down on the small coffee table in front of us. When Mia leaned back from the table, her hand sat on my knee as she adjusted her hips to get comfortable. I thought it was odd that she would touch someone she barely knew, but did not know if that is how her cultural was or maybe it was how close people were to each other in college, As the episode went on, so did our conversation. Her small hand stayed on my knee, seeming to slowly nudged higher towards my thigh when I was not looking. Finally when I felt her clearly move her hand a couple inches up to my mid thigh, I politely moved her hand off my leg. When I did I expected her to seem confused or embarrassed by my actions, but she did not seem bothered. Slowly the conversation moved towards dating and our sex life as the show had a few raunchy scenes. Mia said she had only been with one guy before when I asked, but I almost lied before telling her I was honestly a virgin that only dated one boy back in high school. She could not seem to believe that I was a virgin, then started describing the features I had that most men craved in a woman. I did not feel that I was that attractive, but I knew I was in good physical shape. Entering college I am a 18 year old girl with dirty blonde hair that is long down the center of my back. I have light blue eyes that turn grey during parts of the year when it is colder outside, with simple facial features that I often highlight with makeup. Throughout high school I played volleyball, so I have an athletic body. My chest is not the biggest, but I enjoy my 32 C bust size that hangs over my flat stomach. From all the years of volleyball, I had grew a large booty that many boy’s could not help but compliment when they seen me. This was clearly a great body that I just could not see myself truly accepting that I have. Mia seemed to take an almost weird liking to. She told me she wished that her body looked like mine. I could not see hers, but she seemed to be a thick girl that was not overweight. I told her that I was sure she was even better looking than me, trying to return the compliments. Then she said that I was wrong, looking slightly sad. I gave Mia a friendly hug, telling her that we were both hot girls in college that could get any guy we wanted.
That moment is when I felt a change in the emotions being exchanged between the two of us. As I gave the Indian girl a nice hug, I felt her pull me in a little closer. Her short arms wrapped around my lower back, while her head was pressed gently against my shoulder. The smell of her shampoo filled my nose with a tropical scent. The hug seemed to last longer than a normal one between friends, before she released me. Mia said to me, “You’re such a pretty girl, look at me. I am just a small chubby Indian girl.” She unwrapped the garment that was wrapped around her curvy body, unveiling her dress that was form fitting underneath. For the first time I could see the five foot girl was not chubby, but she surely was much thicker than she looked under her saris. Her skin was a milky brown shade that was flawless on the skin I could see. Her top was a red cloth that looked like a tube top, but clearly was not. It squeezed her large breast inside, pushing them together underneath the fabric. The red dress started at her pierced belly button and draped down to her ankles. Mia did not have a flat stomach like I did, but it was just enough weight to look sexy. The gold dangling charm from her dark belly button was a nice touch to her look. The white polish on her toe nails was a contrast against her skin that caught my eye as I took in her beauty. Something about this situation felt weird, but it was a good feeling overall. My body felt warm as the Indian girl flaunted her curvy body to me in the tight outfit. She complained about her looks more before I cut her off. “Mia you got a nice body, guys love a girl that is as thick and curvy as you.” I told her while complimenting her features. She leaned in to give me another hug, this time it felt for personal as our bodies pressed together. I could feel her large D cup breasts pressing against mine. Her body was warm and inviting as she slowly started to pull away. Our eyes locked onto each others, as I looked into the dark iris’s of Mia and her hands rested under my arms. “You have gorgeous blue eyes like the sea.” The sweet brown eyed girl said before suddenly moving in for a kiss. Our lips pressed together softly as she planted a swift kiss on my mouth. My stomach felt like it was spinning and my body felt like it was overheating after the quick peck. I could not help but ask, “Why did you do that Mia?” Then without saying a word she came back in for another. It was another quick peck. This time I told her I did not know if we should be doing this and that I should probably go. Mia held my hand, stopping me from leaving the futon. “Don’t go. I thought you was giving me the vibe.” The college sophomore said before saying she was a lesbian. Telling me that was the reason she had only been with one guy. I felt confused by the entire situation after it took a hard turn from being just a new friend. She continued to kiss at my lips and around my mouth, while I sat still letting it happen. I did not necessarily want it to stop, but I was not making any effort to return the gestures. Mia’s hand began to rub up and down my back, I could feel her fingers running across my spine. The feeling sent tingles up my body, making the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I was feeling something that I had not felt before. “It’s okay if you want to kiss me back, it’s college where you’re suppose to experiment.” The older girl said as her wet lips pressed against my neck. Still my body was frozen while letting her explore my body with her hands and lips. Her hands rested on my lower back as I sat facing her on the futon. My stomach had a good feeling that was not a normal one I was use to. Like butterflies, but much stronger. The room felt twenty degrees warmer as she left wet spots behind when her soft lips left. Her warm breath on the wet neck was a sensation that shot through my nerves. Then I felt her lips touch against my ear lope before lightly nibbling on the edges. That was another nice new feeling on my body. Then the most intense feeling hit when she whispered into my ear, “Sorry I’ll stop since you’re not into it.” My instincts kicked in as her soft voice filled my ear. I felt the warmth increasing in my body, but now it was low in my stomach and deep in my crotch. My lips finally kissed back at her soft dark lips, letting my hand rest on her bare lower back. Her skin was soft between the tight red dress and top she was wearing. Mia was back in fully when I showed that I was into her. She just wanted to see a little return before trying to push the young freshman any further.
The moment that Mia knew she had hooked me in, I could tell that her pace changed from soft neck kisses to full body exploration. I was currently wearing a white tank top that was pretty tight on my chest. Underneath was a white bra that was partial visible around my shoulders. My shorts were a pair of athletic running shorts that I wore casually. The black shorts hung from my waist loosely, so I did not seem to be flaunting my thicker butt. I had kicked off my white sneakers earlier when we were watching tv and now was just wearing a pair of low white socks. Mia had began to move her kisses across my shoulder and down the color bone. One of her hands were on my ribs, just beside my breast. While the other was just on the top of my butt, sitting on the waistband. My head tilted back as her soft kisses went along the edge of my top, arching down my cleavage and back up to my other color bone. As the kisses on the tops of my breast were distracting, her hand on my waistband slipped inside the shorts. Her small hand was petting my soft cheek that was exposed due to my choice to wear a red thong today. I decided it was my turn to get a chance to feel her up. Taking my hand around her back and pulling down on her fitted top. It exposed her strapless grey bra that held up her heavy boobs on her chest. The skin on her chest looked perfectly smoothed before I let my hand glide across the squishy breasts and confirm the soft look with touch, Mia sat up straighter as I felt her chest. Then her hand was under my tank top from the bottom. Sliding slowly up the center of my stomach until her fingers hit my bra. She traced her fingers around the bottom wire of my bra, wrapping around the clasp in the back. I felt her release the hooks and free my breasts under my top. This time I was going to make the first move, pulling down her strapless bra to expose her nude boobs to my sight. Her chest was huge, large globes hanging just slightly down from her chest. For how heavy the boobs looked, they did not sag low like I expected. While I was taking in the nice view of her rack, her little hands began to pull up my tight tank top. My eyes were locked onto her dark brown nipples on her slightly lighter brown skin. The only thing to break my view of her chest was my top being pulled over my head. I used my hand to push my dark blonde hair from out of my face, looking as she seen my tits for the first time. Mine were smaller than her boobs, being smaller C cups on a skinnier framed body. My boobs were extra perky and had small pink nipples that faced straight out. I was always a little self conscious of having tiny areolas. She did not seem to mind since I felt her tiny fingers take my nipples in-between them and roll around the sensitive tips. The her mouth moved down to one breast covered the areola with her dark lips. I could feel her tongue moving around with the wet tip on my nipple while her mouth began to suck on it lightly. Mia moaned on my breast as I accidentally pinched her dark nipple too hard as she sucked mine. The vibration on my breast felt amazing. Her left hand was now on my thigh while we were playing with each other’s breasts. I could feel it moving up under my shorts, but did not want it to stop. Even though I was expecting it, when her fingertip touched the mound of my pussy over the panties I tensed up. “Don’t get scared now Ashlee, I can feel you are wet down there.” Mia said softly looking up from my breasts. The tone of her voice calmed me, making my body naturally relax. This included my legs resting open slightly more as they sunk into the cushions of the futon. The older girl’s small finger pushed between my vagina lip and inner thigh to grab the front of my thong. It pulled it to the side when I felt her fingertip graze across my wet labia.
At that moment I knew it was my last chance to back out before I was fully in on my first sexual experience. One day into college life and I was already experimenting with a girl I just hit it off with in the library after a panic attack. Mia was great at keeping me calm and that was just what I needed at the time. She looked up at me with those dark seductive eyes from my boobs asking, “Are you sure you want to keep going Ashlee?” The sound of her saying my voice with that sexy Indiana accent was so attractive. I bit my lower lip as I nervously shook my head yes to tell her that it was alright to keep going. “Don’t worry. I will take care of you for your first time.” Mia said in the sexiest tone before her hand pushed me back onto the futon. My hands instinctively covered my naked breasts as I laid back on the cushion. The Indian girl wasted no time as her lips kissed my inner thigh, while her fingers hooked around the waistband of my shorts. Another kiss higher on my inner thigh planted before I felt her fingers dragging down my shorts. Then I noticed that she also had my thong hooked in when it was being peeled from out of the crack of my ass. All the way down to my feet as they fell to the floor, then she took off the last remaining clothes that were covering my feet,. After the socks were off the kissing up the thighs ended. My hips sunk down into the cushion below the moment I felt her warm mouth press against the top of my vagina. Her lips landing right around my hooded clit. She must of known what she was doing since I could barely move as her tongue pressed firmly against the sensitive pink nub. The wet tongue and light suction made my body control itself, with my hips rocking up and down. My body was squirming as her mouth worked to pleasure me. I gasped when her tongue left the clit and the suction was released, Mia was licking down the center of my outer lips, spreading me open. Then her wet tongue slipped into my vagina, being the first person to penetrate me with a part of their body. It felt oddly amazing as she let it explore the tight entrance to my hole. Her tongue was getting wider and thinner as she worked it around inside. Before I was even done enjoying the sensation her mouth was slurping on my clit again. Now more intense, causing me to moan out with glee. Mia looked up at me with a wet grin on her face from between my legs. Then went right back down to my vagina. This time her tongue was zig zagging up and down my inner labia. Taking her time to soak my pussy with a mixture of my wetness and her saliva. She was now back up at the clit, flicking her tongue around it rapidly while slurping at it roughly. My virgin body had only experienced my light finger experimentation before college and already I was being eaten out by a tiny Indian girl. Mia kept teasing my clit as my moaning became more intense and filled the dorm. My hands now were squeezing at the side of the futon as my blonde head tiled back and strained my neck. I could barely breath while Mia’s lips were going to be my first orgasm from a partner. The warm feeling of my cum rushing through my pussy as my hips pushed against her skillful mouth was satisfying. The sexy librarian knew how to make it feel more intense than I did as she kept going as I hit my climax. My hips were raised from the futon and my hips were shaking in pleasure while my body was hitting its peak of orgasmic pleasure. Finally I felt her mouth leave my soaking wet vagina, allowing my body to relax and breath. Her body climbed up over mine, those big brown boobs handing down as she crawled. I could feel her dark nipples brushing against my soft skin. My eyes opened when I felt her breath on my lips. She was leaning in with a wet mouth with her eyes closed to kiss me. The gentle lips kissed mine, letting her tongue slip inside to glide against mine. For the first time I was tasting the sweet juices of my own pussy as I kissed the girl who made me cum with her mouth. The taste was new, but not bad. “You tasted amazing Ashlee, I had to share. Did you enjoy your first time?” Mia asked with a look of accomplishment on her face. I replied shyly, “Thank you, that was better than I ever imagined it would be with a boy.” I felt weird as it left my lips, but there was no taking it back. As my orgasm wore off, I felt emotion rushing through my body. “I have to go Mia. I had an amazing time with you today though,” I said as I started picking up my clothes. She grabbed at my arm lightly trying to coerce me back to the futon. Once I started getting dressed she knew I was actually going to leave. Mia laid back on the couch as I was putting on my shoes. Then the girl who gave me my first orgasm said, “Maybe we can hangout again sometime.” I heard her sexy voice say goodbye before I walked out the door of her dorm to return to mine.
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