Unfortunately, the frat search party thought so too. So to escape
notice as they approached, we climbed the statue. Me first, then
Angie. I know this doesn’t sound too reasonable as a course of action.
But over the years, the university had allowed the trees about Hickory
to grow freely. Now the leaves and thin branches afforded a certain
amount of concealment.

We got up on good ol’ Hickory’s horse, me right behind him, and Angie
clutching at me in turn directly behind. That’s when it really
started. The rustling in the bushes below soon subsided.

As I said, this worked for several months pretty well. We even started
to go together to parties, and sometimes hit the bars in each other’s
company. We had one of those tacit little agreements college roomies
make about bringing someone home, who would sleep where and when.
Somehow it hadn’t yet happened though.

One day, everything changed. We’d been in studying for too long. The
evening shadows had stretched into continuous darkness and we had
skipped dinner.

I met her when I was looking for apartments. We’d both showed up at
the same place. Neither of us wanted it, even making the same
disparaging remarks about the condition of the place. After we
finished laughing at assessments we shared, we hit a local coffee
shop.

Angie is tall, well, taller than me. I’m only 5′2″, and I feel short.
She easily tops 5′10″. She took up more of the table than I, but it
didn’t matter. We simply spread our notes out and started to talk
about where we’d looked.

About six months ago I was out on a date with an old friend of
mine. My daughter, Suzanne, was at home with two of her friends
from the local college, and she didn’t expect me home until much
later. I had no sooner arrived at my friends house than I got the
worst headache ever. After about thirty minutes I realized that I
would be no fun for the evening. I apologized to tom and returned
home.

I came in the back door of my town house and was ready to tell
Suzanne that I was home, when I heard giggling coming from the
basement. I walked over to look downstairs and almost fainted!
Suzanne, Carol and Amy were all sitting around on the floor in
various stages of undress. At first I was furious, but then I
decided to watch and listen to what was going on. Amy had the
least on, a skimpy pair of light-blue bikini panties. My daughter
had her jeans on, but nothing else. Carol had on a flannel shirt,
which was unbuttoned, revealing well-developed breasts.

Her friend Amy is a real beauty, with long blonde hair, a great
face and a great body. As I watched, I heard Amy telling the
other two how great it felt to have her breasts touched. She
began lightly touching the undersides of her breasts with the
palms of her hands until her nipples were erect. Then she began
squeezing each one firmly, rubbing especially hard around each
nipple. As she rubbed herself passionately, she urged each girl to
try it. Suzanne was giggling, saying she hoped it would make them
grow, and Carol was just looking on in a daze as she touched each
breast lightly. After about two or three minutes the giggling
stopped and the heavy breathing began. I didn’t know what to do.
I wanted to yell, but I couldn’t.

Now Amy gently removed carols shirt and told her how beautiful
she was and how the guys must love to fondle and suck her
breasts. She told Carol to close her eyes. Amy lowered her head
to her neck and began kissing her. She soon moved down to carol’s
huge breasts and started to lick the underside of each one.
Carol’s nipples really grew. They looked like huge acorns. Amy
now began sucking them. Carol had not said a word. As her sucking
became more intense, I saw her slide her right hand into Carol’s
panties. At first lightly and then harder, she rubbed Carol’s
clitoris in a circular motion, every once in while sliding a
finger into her pussy. I found myself becoming quite aroused and
puzzled. I walked back outside and decided to make a loud
entrance so the girls would hear me coming into the house.

I waited about five minutes after making lots of noise with my
car. When I came in the door I was greeted by a “Hi, Mom” from
downstairs. I slowly walked down the stairs and smelled the aroma
that only a woman can make when she is excited. I told the girls
that I had had a headache and decided to come home. Amy asked if
I’d mind giving her a lift back to the dorm and I said I wouldn’t
mind at all.

We left Suzanne and Carol and got into the car. I asked Amy if
she had any other plans for the evening, when she suddenly
started to cry. I asked her what was the matter and she said that
she never had any plans or dates. Amy was the most beautiful
young girl I had ever seen. I told her this, and she replied that
because of that, guys were afraid to ask her out. She began
crying harder as I pulled into the parking lot of her dorm. I
shut off the engine and put my arm around her to comfort her. I
told her that I had similar in college and that the right guy
would come along for her. She turned toward me to hug me and
thank me.

As I returned the embrace, I accidentally brushed her against her
right breast. As if spellbound, I couldn’t move my hand. Amy
positioned herself so that her breast was now flat against my
hand. My passion overcame me. I started squeezing her breast
softly. She looked me straight in the eyes and kissed me softly
on the lips. My lips met hers almost mechanically, and I felt her
delicious tongue parting my lips and entering the warmth of my
willing mouth. I was now kissing her more passionately than I had
ever kissed any man.

She began telling me how beautiful I was as her hand gently
stroked my thighs. I couldn’t believe what was happening. She
took my hand and led me out of the car and into her dorm. My head
was spinning and my knees were weak. I felt my panties sticking
to my pussy. We entered her room and she immediately locked the
door behind us.

We drew close and clumsily began undressing each other. She threw
off her panties and moved me to the bed. I still had my skirt on
but she laid me down on the bed and slid my panties and panty
hose off at the same time. For the next fifteen minutes we wildly
kissed, stroked and sucked each other’s breasts lips and legs.

Finally Amy entered the outer folds of my pussy. She started stroking
my clit, entering my pussy every two or three circles. I grabbed her
head and pulled it to me. Our lips and tongues met and I told her
how much I wanted her. She spread my legs and pushed her pussy
against mine.

I lifted my legs so that my ankles were resting on her shoulders.
Amy’s hands were now flat on the bed, one on either side of my
shoulders. Her knees were now almost under my ass as we began to
grind together in a steady rhythm. I opened my eyes and looked up
at my beautiful lover. Amy was gazing at me and licking her lips
seductively. I felt my entire body begin to shake as my orgasm
came on. we both exploded within seconds. It was the most
incredible sex I had ever had. Amy collapsed on top of me, and I
must have drifted off for a few minutes.

I woke up to feel Amy’s hot and tender tongue licking the entire
length of my pussy. Each time she licked quicker and quicker and
penetrated my pussy a bit deeper. Finally her pace was incredibly
quick and I felt all the heat in my body rushing to my pussy. She
then stopped and said she had a surprise for me. She returned in a
second and inched her body up along mine. I suddenly felt
something pressing against my pussy lips. She had gotten a
double-headed dildo. With almost no effort she slipped the
twelve-inch monster into me. We gave it our best shot and fucked
each other several times. The best position for us was when Amy
entered my pussy from behind.

After a long while I looked at the clock and realized that I had
been with her for almost four hours. I quickly dressed, kissed my
beautiful Amy, and drove home. Carol had apparently departed and
Suzanne was asleep. I don’t know how long our relationship will
last, as Amy is graduating soon. I have enjoyed every minute.
Although I still love men, a beautiful woman is probably the best
sexual partner for me. Ladies, if you haven’t tried it, you
should.