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After that first night with Marc, Wednesday was just a typical day in college. I rushed back to the flat to finish some work before one of the boys turned up at 7:00. I realised I didn’t know who would be coming if you pardon the pun. I didn’t like that I needed to prepare mentally.I’d have to sort that out in the future. I tried to keep busy to keep everything normal every day, but this was far from ordinary. I would be sleeping with four boys for the next six months. I knew it would save me financially and my future career, but I fought hard not to feel dirty; I was trying not to feel like a slut.I knew some other girls thought nothing of sleeping with a stranger or two at the weekend. It was their time to be wild, and they intended to make the most of it. I’d never do that. Their body counts were huge, and they’d slept with dozens of men. At twenty-two, I’d still only slept with three. Yes, it would be six by the end of the week, but that wasn’t bad, was it? I wasn’t a slut; I tried to tell myself.In the second year, Abigail Prescott was rumoured to have a sugar daddy. She’d been seen in the college car park getting into his Mercedes. He was fat and Küçükyalı Escort old, but she didn’t seem to care. At least my boys were all presentable. None of them were male model material. But then, I wasn’t going to be gracing the catwalks of Milan any time soon. They were just nice ordinary boys. My mom wouldn’t think twice if I took any of them home. I suddenly had a picture of me at home having Sunday lunch, looking across the table at the dark curly hair of Marc. Stop that. It’s just because he was the first. That’s all. Of course, that’s why he popped into my head.I was broken out of my daydream by a tentative knock at the door. I knew who that was. It was Jason. It was a timid knock. Jack would have banged in his overly confident way. Fraser was also confident in his quiet way. This was Jason. It appeared that I would take a man’s virginity for the first time tonight. I felt a little flutter of excitement at the thought of it.“Come in, Jason,” I shouted, “It’s unlocked.”“How did you know it was me?”“A lucky guess,” I smiled.“No, I’m the lucky one,” he stammered. “I can’t believe this is happening, that you’d want to Küçükyalı Escort Bayan be with me. Not that you want to; of course, you don’t. Why would you want me? You are gorgeous?”  he raced away in his nervousness.“We both know why I’m doing this, Jason. Just remember, I won’t do anything I don’t want to do. I can say no at any time. So that means if I’m with you, it’s because I have chosen to be. You’re not forcing me.”“Thank you,” he smiled.“I wanted to be the first. I didn’t want to follow anyone, but you picked Marc. I’m nervous. I wasn’t trying to listen, but the room I share with Fraser is the one above yours. It was me that heard you crying that time. I heard you yesterday; I heard that you enjoyed it. It’s made me even more nervous. I know I won’t be able to make you feel like he could.”“We don’t know anything. There’s no pressure; I’m not going to compare anyone. It’s not a competition, and I won’t ever be discussing any of you with each other. It’s private between us. You can tell your mates that too. I feel that little squirt Jack will want to know all the details, but he won’t hear from me.”  I said that Escort Küçükyalı last bit louder, hoping he could hear me.Jason laughed at that, “Thank you. He takes the piss out of me all the time. He says it’s banter, but sometimes I think he’s a git. He’s always going on about me being a fat lump.”“You’re not fat. You’re just big-boned.”“That’s what my mum always says,” Jason smiled.“Well, she’s right. You may be a bit heavy, but fewer beers and a few hours at the gym would soon sort that out if it bothered you. You can slim down, but Jack can’t get any taller, can he?” Jason laughed now, and I saw his gorgeous smile. I think I’ve mentioned before that he had a lovely smile.“I’m still terrified,” he admitted.“Don’t be; we can move as fast or slow as you wish.”“ I want to do it. I want to lose my cherry, finally.”“Well, that’s what we’ll do. I want you to enjoy it but stop putting pressure on yourself. There will be many other times for us; this is just the first. If it’s good or bad, it doesn’t matter. We’ve got time, Now come here,” I held my arms out to him.I wasn’t the most experienced woman in the world, yet here I was, taking control. I hugged him; he was like a cuddly teddy bear. I pulled his shirt over his head. He was like a bear with a very hairy chest and furry tummy. I idly ran my fingers through his chest hair, stroking his nipple. He was plump, but he was cute. He just had an early dad bought. He had very muscular arms.

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