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                                          Virtuoso Virgin
                                        "Can I have a sip?"
                                              "Sure."
              Michael sampled a few drops of the foul-tasting diet softdrink, basking
                in the beauty of the cute blond freshman from whom he had bummed the
                drink.  He and Steve had come a few minutes late into the numerical
               analysis lecture and Michael picked the two seats near the back, only
                              because of the cute babe with the soda.
                              "Thanks," he said handing the can back.
                "No problem," she smiled back.  She had perfect white teeth Michael
                          noticed.  Without the glasses she'd be a model.
              Michael took out his clipboard and started copying the first two boards
              of linear programming equations.  The blond glanced at the paper he was
                 writing on and noticed that the subject, lecture number, date, and
                topic headings were pre-printed on the otherwise blank graph paper.
                  His handwriting was fast but neat and he used a template to draw
                                         colorful diagrams.
              "Another nerd," Karen sighed disappointedly.  "Too bad; he had the body
                for it," she thought to herself.  Karen had just broken up with her
             third boyfriend in as many months.  The guys up north were either drunken
                frat boys or boring nerds.  The obnoxious yankee sitting next to her
                       was cute but didn't even have the time to notice her.
                As soon as the bell sounded for the break, a pandemonium of folding
                   desks and babbling voices erupted, drowning out the end of the
                                        professor's lecture.
                  "You a computer person?" Michael asked the cute girl alluringly.
               "Not hardly; I'm a civil engineering major," Karen told the offensive
                                    yankee.  "What about y'all?"
               "Biomed," he replied gazing into her blue eyes.  They somehow weren't
              quite round; She had weird eyes, he thought.  The pupils dilated as she
               looked at him and Michael's heart skipped a beat.  He had just read in
                "Popular Psychology" that pupil dilation meant physical attraction.
                             Here was his chance to lose his virginity.
              "Thanks for the soda.  You busy for dinner?"  he asked matter-of-factly.
                "Um, er... no," she stammered.  His question took her completely by
               surprise. "I live up the hill and usually take my supper at the Jenson
                                             Commons."
                "Great accent," Michael thought.  "'take my supper'  Ha!  She sounds
              like a dixie bell," he thought.  "I wonder if she had a debut and lives
                              on a big plantation at home," he mused.
                "Jenson's food must be better than Leutner's on north campus.  Hows
               about I pick you up for an early dinner and then we catch the movie at
                    the film club?  It's a gonna be a great film,"  he rambled.
             "Well, I don't rightly know.  We were never introduced," she said slowly.
              "Come on.  You can bring your roommates and friends.  It'll be fun," he
                                            assured her.
                                        "Well I suppose..."
                               "Great.  Where do you live?" he asked.
                         "Well I do declare!  I don't even know your name."
            "Michael Wilson, from Philadelphia.  Pleased to meet you."  Michael offered
                                             his hand.
               "Karen Lou-Anne Hammaker.  Pleased to meet you, Mr. Wilson," she said
                                     regaining some composure.
              "Please call me Michael," he said smiling expansively.  "Where should I
                                           pick you up?"
              "I live in the Morely dormitory.  I can meet you in the lounge there at
                                  6:30.  Will that be all right?"
            "That's a little late.  The film starts at 6:30.  What about 5:30?  Is that
                                            too early?"
                                     "No.  5:30 will be fine."
               The word sounded like "fahn" when she spoke it.  Michael couldn't help
                         smiling broadly at her beguiling southern accent.
                The film was an excellent Swedish adventure story called "Man on the
                  Roof;" it had many slice-of-life scenes from daily Swedish life
                including some steamy sex.  Michael took her hand at the begining of
                the film and massaged her fingers and palms ever-so-lightly.  By the
                       time the film was over she was very wet in the crotch.
                   "Come on, I'll walk you home," he said as the lights came up.
                                            "Thank you."
            They held hands during the walk and talked about school, professors and the
              film.  When she unlocked the dormitory door, he came inside with her and
              followed her wordlessly up the stairs to the suite she shared with four
                                            other girls.
               No one was in the common living room when they arrived; they silently
                and discretely slipped into her tiny bedroom.  Karen closed the door
               and gestured for Michael to sit on the tiny bed.  She sat next to him
                         and wordlessly they embraced and started necking.
                 At the ripe age of 17, Michael had problems breathing when he was
                  kissing a girl.  Though he had had a lot of practice petting and
                 necking, he could never get the breathing part right.  He somehow
               couldn't breathe through his nose properly, and didn't want to exhale
                in the girl's mouth.  It made him nervous and he took uneven, raspy
                                              breaths.
                                      "Relax," Karen told him.
               Michael pushed her gently down onto the bed, kicked off his shoes and
                   climbed up next to her.  They picked up the necking again; he
                 concentrated on breathing regularly through his nose and tried to
                relax.  Soon his hand wandered down to her blouse, roughly massaging
                    her breasts.  Then he put his hand on her jeans and started
               boisterously massaging her entire crotch.  Karen had no objections and
               continued their hot french kissing.  His touch was quite rough and he
               was applying too much pressure, but she had gone through worse; on the
              whole, she was enjoying the experience.  Sensing no resistance, Michael
                                  started to un-button her jeans.
                     "Do you really want to do this?" she asked him earnestly.
                                     "Yes," he said seriously.
                                      "No regrets?" she asked.
                                          "Of course not."
            She started undressing quickly and efficiently.  He had to hurry to catch up
            with her.  Before climbing under the covers he noticed her creamy white skin
                                        and red pubic hairs.
                 Michael had never been in bed naked with a girl before and didn't
                  really know how to begin.  He had often fantasized about sex, of
                 course, and was determined to try cunnulingus.

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  After roughly and
              inadeptly massaging her erect nipples and very wet vagina, he slid down
               the bed and started licking the opening of her vagina.  The taste made
                 him nauseous and he almost threw up his dinner.  He did not stop,
               however, determined to do it right.  Every few seconds he searched for
                her clitoris with his toungue but couldn't find it and went back to
                     licking the opening of her vagina and vulva just above it.
                Smiling at his eager ineptidude, Karen finally pulled his face up to
               hers and kissed him long and passionately.  She positioned his body on
              top of hers and spread her legs in missionary position.  Michael had no
               idea how to orient himself to enter her dripping cunt.  He lay on top
                 of her patiently waiting for her to get his cock inside.  She had
               to do all the maneuvering with his weight clumsily on top of her.  She
                   finally settled his cock into her cunt and thrust her hips up
                rhythmically.  Michael picked up the rhythm after a few strokes, but
               got carried away and his penis came out.  He helped her get it back in
              and started pumping again.  After a few minutes of fervent rutting, his
              cock came out again.  He was getting better at finding her cunt and got
                                   it back in himself this time.
               Soon after he put his penis back into her pussy the third time, he was
                  again delightedly pumping fast and hard.  Before long, Karen was
                 moaning in orgasmic ecstacy.  Michael hardly noticed and couldn't
                   believe at first that she had climaxed.  He slowed his rhythm.
                              "Are you through?" he asked innocently.
               "Yeah," she said, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him closer.  Now
                 that she was concentrating solely on keeping his cock inside her,
               Michael's inexperienced thrusting was easier for her to control.  In a
               few minutes, he was ejaculating, grunting softly as his cock spat hot
                                    semen deep into her vagina.
                            "Do you want to try again?" he asked shyly.
                "I suppose," she said.  She could feel that his penis was still hard
               inside her vagina and it did not feel like it was getting any softer.
               She had never made love to anyone as young as Michael and wondered if
                           all virgins had the staying power of this one.
               He started pumping again slowly, kissing and licking her lips softly.
                   Soon the rhythm, intensity, and pressure of his coital plunges
              increased.  Karen pushed her pubic bone against him hard at each inward
               thrust.  In a half hour she was moaning again.  This time Michael felt
               her shudder and the realization that she was having an orgasm made him
                suddenly very hot.  In ten quick, forcefull strokes he was exploding
                   again, amplifying Karen's pleasure and prolonging her orgasm.
                Karen noticed that Michael was not sweating or even breathing hard,
                another new experience for her.  Her over-sensitive vagina felt that
               his penis was still hard inside her and it was a starting to be a bit
                     irritating; this time, however, she felt it start soften.
                        "Thank God for small favors" she thought to herself.
             When his penis shrank somewhat, Michael withdrew and carefully rolled off
             her.  He held her close, kissed and cuddled with her a few minutes before
                                             speaking.
               "Thanks," he said haltingly.  "If you couldn't tell, that was my first
                                               time."
                       "And your second, honey,"  she drawled affectionately.
                   They smiled and talked about grades, engineering core courses,
                  marriage, numerial analysis, and the human condition.  At length
                                         Michael got bored.
                           "Do you want to try again?" he asked timidly.
                  "My my, Michael, but you are a virtuoso virgin," she teased him.
                "Let's see if you're really up to it."  She reached down and started
                rubbing his cock with her palm.  Her deft manipulations betrayed her
              experience and Michael speculated about hand jobs she had given boys in
                                            High School.
              Michael's penis rose to the occasion and in a few minutes he was on top
             of her again, driving his cock into her vagina hard and hurredly.  In fact
             his rhythm and pressure were not very arousing to Karen who basically just
                                      lay there submissively.
                               "How ya doin?" he asked after a while.
                She pecked a little kiss on his lips and pulled her knees up to give
                him deeper penetration.  The new position and deeper penetration put
                 more pressure on his cock.  Each stroke brought him unconsciously
                     closer to ejaculation.  Unprepared for the sudden sensual
                 amplification, Michael suddenly realized he was about to ejaculate
                                               again.
              "I'm going to..." he said.  His cock spurted hot semen deep into Karen's
             cunt and he grunted ecstatically.  Spent, he lay limp on top of her for a
                                               while.
                       "Should I go?" he asked groggily a few minutes later.
               "If you don't, you'll only be the ninth guy to sleep in our suite this
                               semester alone," she replied brightly.
                         "You mean I can stay?" he asked enthusiastically.
                            "Sure.  Move over and give me some covers."
              He woke up the next morning with Karen in his arms and a hard, hot cock
                poking at the covers.  He gently fondled Karen's breasts, blissfully
                 staring at her beautiful face and long sensuous hair.  Still half
               asleep, Karen blindly fumbled under the covers and brushed against his
                huge burning erection.  She befuddedly pulled him on top of her, and
                for the fourth time in his life Michael was joyfully copulating.  In
                                     five minutes he exploded.
                       "I'm sorry," he said apologetically.  "Are you close?"
               She actually was starting to wake up and get aroused.  She kissed him
               as he continued to pump his dick in and out.  However, in a few short
                                  minutes, his erection subsided.
                               "I'm sorry," he said again forlornly.
                         "But I enjoyed it, Michael," she said cheerfully.
            "When's your first class?" he asked, changing the subject.  He withdrew his
                                limp cock and deftly got out of bed.
                                        "Ten o'clock.  Why?"
           "I've got to be at Strosacker at eight for Logic.  Come with me to breakfast?"
                        "No thanks.  I'd really rather get some more sleep."
                      Karen smiled affectionately and watched him get dressed.
                           "I'll call you," Michael said on his way out.
                In fact, he never saw Karen again.  She avoided him in classes, and
                never returned his calls.  He learned later that she dropped out of
             school and went to live in New Orleans.  Almost eighteen, and no-longer a
               virgin, Michael faced the task of finding a girl friend, or at least a
                            sex partner, with a new optimistic outlook.

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