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College sex Adventures Part-1College sex Adventures Part-1After breaking up with the love of my life, things soon got better and in a short time, I was on my way to college. It was my first day. I wanted to do my registrations on time so that I wouldn’t need to rush it. After I had settled down, I went in search of my departmental building.I slowly pushed the main door open and saw the wide hallway right in front of me. There were clusters of people in groups and some solitary, resting their backs on the walls. In my rush to quickly finish what I went to do, I bumped into someone, literally. Her books and pen came crashing down on the floor. I immediately bent to the floor and helped her pick them up.“I’m so sorry! I never meant to bump into you like that. Please forgive me.” I said when I finally looked up at her.“No no… It’s my fault really. I wasn’t looking at where I was going. I should be the one apologizing.” She said, quickly.Damn she was beautiful.“You must be new here.” She was already done with her apologies and had her books safely tucked between her arm and her body. Her body! And oh she had the brightest smile I had seen.“Yes Yes… I’m new; freshman” I said, laughing at my own joke.“I just knew I hadn’t seen you before here. It would be difficult not to notice you if you had been in the school.” She gave a slight smile, controlled and relaxed.“Why? Sorry… I’m just curious. Never mind canlı bahis answering. I just…” I tried to speak, nervously, but he cut me short.“You are too handsome to go unnoticed.” She said without blinking, and she looked very serious. Oh my God was she hitting on me?“I guess we are in the same department. You can pimp, personalize or customize it anyhow you like. It’s yours.” She said.“Thank you very much.” I replied.“No problem. I’ll see you later. You would tell me how much progress you have made.” She left without saying another word.The week moved very quickly and I met people; mostly freshmen. After settling down a bit, I decided to join a frat. It was really exciting because of all the benefits that were associated with being part of a fraternity. You made friends for life, gained acceptance, got popularity among the girls and got to attend parties and get access to booze.I showed interest and soon had to move from the dorm into the frat house for one week of hell before the proper initiation. I had heard stories about the numerous razing techniques that different frat groups used, but they never really told you what you are going to face until you experienced it firsthand.I literally got to understand why they called it hell week. Finally it was over and we recited the pledges and swore oats of allegiance to our new members.The next item on the list was the party, which was bahis siteleri really great. There was alcohol at all corners and I drank like I had never drunk before. It felt like a victory…some sort of accomplishment.Sorority girls were present and my god they were beautiful… at least the most of them. Some were more reserved and it was then that I noticed her again; the girl that I had seen on my first day in my departmental building. She looked very beautiful and I just had to talk to her. I found out what sorority she was in. We talked for a while until I had to leave her and do some other things.I drank like alcohol was the new oxygen and became completely wasted that night after the party. That would have been good right? It was my first night of real sleep; even if I woke with a hangover. But it wasn’t good at all. We had a test on business law the next day. I woke up and found out that I was already five minutes late for the test. I struggled to get ready and ran like a speedster to the hall but even when I was finally allowed to take the test, I was not given extra time.I knew that was a bad start. I couldn’t afford to do lose marks this way. The rules were clear… I had to keep my grades up. So I decided to take a chance and see if Mrs. shshamita would allow me retake the test.With a thump in my chest, I walked to her office door and knocked.“Come in” her voice was a tad more güvenilir bahis relaxed than it was in class. I stepped into her office with my head down and a sorry face.“What do you want?” She asked immediately she saw me.I explained to her that I always needed to keep my grades up if I wanted to play in the games and maintain my scholarship. She had a look of concern on her face, but that soon went away.“It is not my fault that you came late for the test, so I don’t see how I can help you” she said.I begged her to allow me retake the test but she declined and I heard her say “It’s not like you have something to offer me for me to change my mind; or do you?”Her eyes were focused on me without blinking.Her eye brows were long and beautiful; the kind that made her eyes appeared to be smaller and sexier to say the least. They were dark and speaking to me in only words that one taken by lust would understand. I gulped as I watched her place her pen on her lips. Oh my, she was definitely the most gorgeous female teacher I had met yet.I wanted to walk up to her and kiss those dazzling lips, but then I was unsure of what her true motives were. What if I was wrong about my assumptions of her interest in me? I could get in serious trouble. So I shook my head sadly in response to her question and took a defeated bow out of her office. As I closed the door behind me, her words rang in my head. What could I possibly offer her? She was an assistant lecturer in a reputable school, and she had all that she needed… But… did she mean what I thought she meant? I sure hoped she did.I’ll continue the story “College sex Adventures” in next Part
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