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8/16/2022 6:54 pm

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Rachel

Rachel was the first woman I had sex with. Shy and a late bloomer, I had gotten through high school and my first two years at college in Chicago not having had so much as a kiss or a feel. But arriving back at O’Hare for my junior year, I spied a young woman who had that same sort of look that I had had a two years earlier. Lost and trying to figure out how to get to the campus. I approached her and found she was indeed looking for the bus that would take her there. I escorted her to the bus and sat and chatted with her on the ride, explaining the school to her, the layout, etc. She was a transfer student and shared with me the dorm she had been assigned to and I was able to point it out to her. I said goodbye as she got off the bus and expected nothing more to come of it.
When I got to my dorm and unpacked, I met some friends and headed on downtown where the city had authorized its first fast food restaurant – a Burger King – with the proviso that they couldn’t bag food to go (though they could stock a table with bags, napkins and condiments where people could bag their own food). It was downtown, near Rachel’s dorm and wouldn’t you know it, she was there eating a burger on her own. She recognized me and waved, so I went over and talked with her a bit, getting her room number, but saying I had to finish lunch with my friends.
In a couple of days, as the campus filled up and there were various mixers, my dorm was having a party and I called Rachel to see if she wanted to come. She did and came up. We spent some time at the party but somehow wound up looking for a more private place to, er… interact. We found an empty break room in the basement and sat on the floor and made out. My first kiss and feel, but not much else – if you don’t count the fact that I came in my pants! (smile)
Bottom line, we were soon having sex when we could, but we lived on different ends of campus with different areas of study. Her roommate stayed out on occasion (I forget why) and my roommate went home to Wisconsin one weekend, so we were able to have a few nights to ourselves. We used condoms (another new experience for me), and only used the missionary position or her on top. Some mutual masturbation. I really loved her being on top… (smile)
I remember one time when we were in the middle of things when we heard her roommates key in the lock. She called out for her roommate to wait and we quickly disengaged and got dressed. There was a brief search for the used condom, but with her roommate waiting we had to let it go. Later, I found it was still on my cock! (chuckle)
But the situation didn’t last long. I was preparing to transfer myself, to UC Berkeley and we broke up over Thanksgiving.
Maybe not all that exciting, but at least it was a start…


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