Last College Virgin Needed Her Cherry Popped!

Who could imagine I’d end up with the last college virgin as my freshman roommate?

Could there be any two people more completely different?  Me, the biggest slut in high school, and the last college virgin?  But whatever algorithm put Jenny, my freshman college roommate, and I together in a tiny dorm knew what they were doing.  From the moment we met, we were fast friends.  I’d hear stories from the other girls on the floor about how they couldn’t stand their roommate.  And somehow, I’d gotten an immediate best friend.

Jenny was adorable.  She was a petite little thing, just shy of five feet, with perky tits and the kind of tight booty you just wanted to squeeze.  She was smart, funny, and had been the head cheerleader at her small high school in Florida.  Jenny even had a super cute boyfriend back home, a guy whose pictures covered the wall next to her tiny bed.  I couldn’t figure out how they didn’t fuck in high school.  Or how I ended up with the last college virgin as my roommate.

Clearly, I was going to be a bad influence.

The first weekend at school, I convinced Jenny to go to a frat party I’d been invited to.  She didn’t drink.  And she also wanted to make sure she would be up early enough to go to church on Sunday morning.  Playfully, I rolled my eyes when she told me that.  I thought she was just kidding.  But that’s when she laid it out on the table for me.  She had been going to church every week since she was a little girl.  And she was waiting for marriage before having sex.  I sucked in my breath with shock.  How was I becoming best friends with the last college virgin?  I had been fantasizing about sucking dick before I even hit double digits.

So, Jenny agreed to go to the party with me.  Then she agreed to have just one beer.  And then a shot.  Followed by another.  Soon, Jenny was drunk.  And boy was she fun!  She flirted with all the frat boys, grinding up against me on the dance floor, and even sneaking a kiss in the corner with a boy when she thought no one was looking.  As I wrapped my arm around the last college virgin and walked her back to our dorm room, she admitted that she wanted to have sex with her boyfriend.  Naturally, I told her to go for it!  Right away, she sent him a naughty text message inviting him to visit the following weekend.

I was so proud of the last college virgin!

It had only taken a few days for me to totally corrupt her.  Of course, I didn’t mean to.  I just wanted her to know that there was life after being the last college virgin.  Sex was fun!  Every night that week, we’d be lying in our beds ready to go to sleep, and she’d ask me questions.  How would she know how to suck his dick?  Did fingering hurt?  Would it hurt when he put his dick inside of her?  Would she bleed?  I answered all of her questions to the best of my ability.  And I knew she wouldn’t regret it!

Selfishly, I wanted the room to myself that weekend for some naughty alone time.  But c’mon, no one wants to be the last college virgin on campus.  So I did Jenny a favor and holed up in one of the hot residents’ room from the boys’ floor.  He had crazy stamina, which I found out the first day I arrived on campus.  And I knew he’d keep me occupied for hours with his dick that never got soft while the last college virgin was getting her cherry popped upstairs in our room.

When I finally came back to our room the next morning, there was no doubt that Jenny had lost her virginity.  Her clothes were all over the room, along with empty condom wrappers.  The smell of sex permeated the air.  And when Jenny rolled over in bed, completely naked, she had the biggest smile on her face.

“Kayla,” Jenny whispered, her voice hoarse presumably from all the dick sucking she did the night before.  “He wants to come back and visit again next weekend.  And this time, he wants a threesome!  Are you in?”

Do you think I agreed to the last college virgin’s request?

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