Don't daage a platonic relationship with a nice college girl. Just show her your big dick, and let her riend suck it.

Up until my senior year of college, including my study-abroad term, I had roommates. In fact, my freshman year and study abroad semester I actually shared a bedroom with another dude. Finally, my senior year, I was living completely alone. Beyond my own bedroom, I had my own kitchen and den. I could come and go as I pleased, and if I were lucky enough to bring a girl back with me, there were never any distractions from a roommate/suitemate or their respective guests. By far, I got the most pussy of my college career my senior year, but, ironically, as often as I hooked up that year, I got about as many rejections. It was a numbers game, and I made a move on every girl with whom I thought I had the slightest opportunity ... every girl except one.

I met Laura in a journalism class I was taking. Once we got to talking, it was revealed that we lived in the same apartment building! I asked if I could stop by, and she was cool with that. So I did, and we really enjoyed each other's company. However, the first time I stopped over I learned that she had a boyfriend who went to another school in the same state (Wisconsin). I always drew the line with hooking up with gals who had boyfriends. What can I say, I always thought, 'What if I were in his shoes, and my girlfriend cheated on me with some other guy just because he was nearby and convenient?' Well, before any of you give me credit for being so noble, you'll have to read the next section of this anecdote ...

Laura and I were openly quite attracted to one another. She had raven colored hair, great facial bone structure, wide, pretty eyes, and a thin, tight body. Somehow, though we never should have even gone this far, we got to talking about our 'private parts.' I touted what I described as my "large penis;" she was equally proud of her "perky breasts." I dared to make the 'I'll show you mine if you show me yours' offer, and son-of-a-bitch, she accepted it! I remember going into her bathroom to get myself hard to make the best impression. I came out, unbuttoned my jeans, unzipped my fly, and dropped my pants exposing my pubic hair, fully erect penis and testicles. Laura remarked, "Wow, you are huge," and true to her word, she removed her top and bra. Also true to her word, her breasts were terrific. They were probably B-cups, extremely perky and had the most beautiful maroon concentric nipples/aureolas you could ever hope for. I am certain that if I made a move, she would have accepted the gesture, but I just didn't want to make a cheater out of Laura. She was such a nice girl, and it took every ounce of my will power, but I couldn't make a move on a girl who already had a boyfriend, no matter how long it had been since he was last able to visit.

I continued to stop by, and, yes, we continued our sexual joking around. I'd expose my erect penis. She actually went as far as removing both her bra and pants. So I was able to see her in her underwear and see that she had a lovely set of delicately curving hips and a pretty ass. Neither big nor bony. I was even able to see a little bit of her black pubic hair sneaking out from the edges of her panties. I remarked that I liked that she didn't shave all of her pubic hair like so many girls were doing these days. This would have been late 1998 after all. She thanked me and remarked that she too thought it looked nice with some womanly hair around it. Again, after that line - a hairy pussy lover like me - it took all of my will power not to make a move. But, man, she was really putting me to the test!

One time I went over and she had a friend, Chrissy, over to her apartment. She remarked that I had a large penis, and I was never shy about showing it. So now Chrissy said, "Okay, let's see it." Once again I went to Laura's bathroom and came out with a raging hard-on. Chrissy said, "Yeah, that it is pretty big, especially on such a skinny guy." She actually proceeded to graze her finger along my shaft. I was hoping she would give me a hand job or a blow job, not necessarily because I wanted to get a hand job or blow job, but more so because of how cool it would be to show Laura my cumshot! However, that tease of a finger graze was all I got.

One weekday evening I got doubly lucky. I was walking back to my apartment after taking a gal to dinner I had hooked up with the previous weekend that I met at a fraternity party. We ran into Laura and another one of Laura's friends I hadn't met before, a pretty blond girl named Liz. So not only do I look marketable to Laura and her friend, Liz, moments later I'm getting to hook up for a second time with a girl that could very easily have become a drunken frat party one-night-stand. Lo and behold, Laura's boyfriend, Ryan, was going to visit the following weekend. During the ensuing week, Laura suggested she and Ryan and Liz and I go on a double date when Ryan came to campus. Secretly, I wondered if Laura told Liz about my penis, but whether she did or not, I readily agreed to the double-date. We went out the following weekend, and I was so glad I didn't make a move on Laura. Ryan was a genuinely nice guy. Not only was he a devoted boyfriend to Laura, he was very agreeable to me. He was either completely aloof to the heavy flirting his girlfriend and I had been engaged in, didn't care, or was clever enough not to evince any reaction/hostility. All in all, he struck me as someone with whom I would be friends, so I was happy that I never betrayed him (beyond the indecent exposure silliness in which Laura and I had engaged).

Liz and I hit it off on our double-date with Laura and Ryan. The evening ended with Ryan and Laura going back to her apartment for, no doubt, some much-missed love-making while I walked Liz back to her place. Liz invited me inside, and it was on! She also lived alone. We went right into her bedroom and started making out. As stated earlier, I didn't know if Laura said anything about seeing my penis to Liz, but either way I figured now was an appropriate time to let Liz see for herself. I, in turn, took off my pants and underwear, and Liz took off the rest of her clothing. Liz had one of those bodies that lent itself very well to clothes, but when the clothing was removed she was a lot larger than she appeared while dressed. I didn't care. She still had big tits that I enjoyed licking and sucking, a nice set of wide hips, and a big, round ass. She also had very bulbous labia majora, and closely shorn pubic hair on her outer lips and above her clit. The bulbousness of her labia majora made it difficult to get at the 'fruit' of her pussy, but I managed and pretty soon I was eating her out. We ended up 69-ing on our sides. She gave nice reciprocal head, and I enjoyed a very good orgasm. Somehow I vividly remember that I pumped out a quick three spurts of cum, and Liz gamely swallowed my load.

I was certainly interested in seeing Liz again. Though I wasn't as attracted to her physically or intellectually as I was to Laura. Laura was off limits now that I actually met her boyfriend and he was good to her. However, though we talked on the phone subsequently, I could never nail Liz down for a second date. I think to this day Liz was Laura's proxy. Laura knew the two of us could not hook up as long as she was dating Ryan, but she was curious what it would be like. So the closest she could get would be to do so vicariously through Liz. I certainly never posited this theory to Laura, but I often wondered if Laura knew Liz was an up-for-anything girl, and she put Liz up to the idea of going on an 'exploratory mission' for her.