*Rebecca*- He's THE ONE!

Rebecca, Tina, Julie and Mandy are all friends who met in the same dorm, "Graceland Hall", at college. The names and a few very specific details have been changed for some semblance of anonymity. While all are written from First Person point of view, only one of the characters is (mostly) me. I hope you enjoy!

*All physical contact occurs between characters with full consent over the age of 18*

My name is Rebecca, and I grew up in a small town and graduated from a small high school as the middle child- an older brother and younger sister. Our town was lucky enough to have a community swimming pool, and it was the summer before my freshman year that I became aware of Jason. That was the day I decided two things; 1) I was going to become a strong swimmer even though I appreciated him saving me, and 2) I was going to marry Jason someday.

He was our neighbor- 2 doors down, and Jason and my brother Scott were inseparable and a couple of years older than me. Scott was an only child of a widowed mom and we kind of adopted him- or both of them. He spent a lot of nights at our house, and he was just another smelly, obnoxious "brother" until I swallowed too much water at the local pool and he jumped in and saved me from drowning. In a few short weeks we would be in high school together, and attend the same dances, functions and classrooms.

Jason did dance with me at Homecoming, but my heart was broken when he took a different girl to his Junior Prom, and a different girl yet again to his Senior Prom year.

Jason and Scott went to college a few hours from home, and 2 years later I went to college about an hour away that was a better fit for me, but I visited my brother from time to time. Their college was more of a party school than mine.

When I moved in, I was paired with Julie, another freshman. Tina and Mandy were sophomores and lived next to us, and the 4 of us called ourselves "The Girls of Graceland", after our residence hall. When the others found out that I had a brother at Party U, the pushed for me to get us invited to parties. When they saw my family picture, they all wanted to meet Scott, which was surprisingly okay with me.

But I didn't tell them about Jason. He was mine, and now he was Scott's roommate in an off campus house.

Scott said we could come over for Party U's Homecoming game. Party U was nationally ranked and it was late September and the weather was lovely, and somehow he was able to score extra tickets to the game in the student section. The four of us came down Friday night so we could tailgate early for an 11am kickoff. When we got there, we chatted with Scott and Jason but we all ended up going to bed. Sadly, alone.

"Becc, your bother is sexy! Do you think he would let me sleep in his room?" Julie asked.

"Ew, gross! No!" I said and we all laughed.

Tina said, "Then I call 'DIBS' on Jason. That hair, and those eyes..."

"You can't," Julie said. "He's taken."

"I didn't see a ring on him," she said.

"By me. Or my heart, anyway..." I said, almost in a whisper.

Mandy and Tina turned to face me. "TELL US!" they said in unison.

I went on to tell about our childhood, how he saved me, and how I was madly in love with him, but afraid to tell him or talk to him or have him catch me looking at him.

"Here's what we are going to do..." and Tina laid out our plan to get Jason to notice me. Then Tina and Julie left our room, either to sleep on the couch or with Scott or one of their other roommates. I didn't ask.

The next morning, my Girls had me looking sexy. Hair and makeup done, showing off my sexy midriff in a shirt that was Tina's and about 2 sizes too small for me, and shorts that were also hers and just as small. "Damn, Becc, if those weren't my clothes, I'd fuck ya," Tina teased. Mandy chimed in, "BECAUSE they are your clothes, AND she's hot, I may fuck her myself!"

We giggled, but inside I felt strange. Tina and Mandy always talked like that- like they were Lesbian Sailors, which they were neither lesbian nor sailors as far as I knew and Tina had more men under her belt than anyone I knew.

When we met downstairs in the living room, we were all chatting when Jason came in, and hopefully didn't see Tina nudge me.

"Hey, Jason. Thanks for letting us stay and for the tickets," I said with way more confidence than I felt.

I swear his jaw dropped and he shook the cobwebs out before he answered, "Sure. It was Scott, but I'll take the credit. Should we go?"

My Girls made sure I was right next to him in our group, and at the tailgate, Jason was kind of protective of me. During the game, we high fived, and when Party U won on a late field goal, he hugged me and picked me up.

I held his hand on the way home as we all walked together.

Julie and Scot hit it off, Mandy found a friend, and Tina had 2 guys begging for her affections.

And I had Jason!

The night progressed, people disappeared, and so did Jason and I. Julie made sure to distract Scott so he wouldn't see Jason and I disappear.

Neither of us was drunk, really, but we had been drinking a little. We went to his room, and we hugged, touched and kissed while we pretended to watch a movie.

"I-I-I... need a drink. Of water," I said and went to the bathroom. I drank from the communal cup for water in there, splashed some water on my face, which was dumb but okay because what little makeup I had left needed to come off anyway. I went pee, cleaned up, put some deodorant and perfume on, used some mouthwash...

A knock at the door! It was Jason, "Becc, you okay?"

I looked myself right in the face and whispered, "You've dreamed of this for years, now go get the gold!"

I opened the door, walked by and touched his cheek. Just outside his door, i pulled that tiny shirt off and dropped it on the floor, and Jason was right behind me, scooping it up and locking his bedroom door behind him.

I turned and looked at him, and he got the message and pulled his shirt over his head.

Jason stood just over 6 foot tall. He had more muscle than he did in high school. He was tanned, and his shaggy brown hair was not too long. His green eyes looked directly into my soul, and I dropped those too-tiny shorts. Now I stood in just my cutest matching bra and panties.

He dropped his shorts, and his boxers. And socks. He was completely naked in front of me. I froze momentarily before removing my bra.

He moved in to kiss me, and I kissed him back as his hands then mouth found my nipples. His hands glided over me with expertise that did not match mine. Whether it was the fact it was him, or he was an expert, he had me feeling a euphoria I could not bring about on my own...

"Jason, I'm on the pill..."

"Mmm okay..." he replied as he kissed my body, moving me to his bed.

"And this week, it's Week 4, or 1, whatever..."

He stopped. He looked at me, and it dawned on him.

"Okay, we can do other stuff," he said. He got behind me, wrapped his arms around me, and kissed my neck, played with my breasts and one hand found its way to my mound on the outside of my panties. He sort of explored, looking for a pad or tampon that he would not find tonight. I had panicked, I was on the pill, but it was not my period time.

Not yet, anyway.

After an hour I was too worked up, and Jason was, too. I moved, looked him in the eye as I started to stroke his...

Then I put it in my mouth.

I had a "I saw this in porn" knowledge, which must have been good enough, because he growled out a roar and shot it on my chest. I had been stroking him at that very moment, but I took a couple of spurts in my mouth when I realized what I had just done.

At this point the pond between my legs was on fire. I quickly stood up, pulled my panties down, and admitted, "Jason, I lied. I was too nervous so I said that, but, I need, I want... Please!" I begged.

I was a virgin at this point. I've never done much inside myself. I liked rubbing my clit, and I loved how wet I could get, but this was all new, next level.

Jason had me lay back as I bent my knees and spread my legs for him. He rubbed, played, working his way inside me, finding my limit. I nearly died when his mouth found my clit and sucked. The pressure, followed by the slow, deliberate way he licked my folds brought me to my first orgasm, given by another. WAY better than what I did late at night in my bedroom at home. This was my first orgasm since moving away to college- there just wasn't enough privacy but maybe Julie and I could make a deal- each have a playtime in privacy.

I was ready. "Please, Jason. Please..."

He lined his head up to my opening, and slowly moved in, a millimeter at a time. Slowly he opened me up, until he hit my wall. "I'm ready, Jason. Please," I said.

He shoved it in till our hips crashed together. The initial shock was like having a bandaid ripped off your face, but it was worth it. I had just given my virginity to my dream guy.

It felt as if all of the blood in my body rushed to my head and eyes. I saw sparks of light and everything seemed to go red, almost dark. Then I started to breathe again. The feeling of fullness went way beyond feeling Jason spreading my most intimate channel open as I squeezed him tightly, hoping to never let go.

I cried. Not from the pain, but from the fact the man that I loved was inside me. My most intimate part was squeezing him, holding on for dear life as he sat buried in me, then slowly started to move back and forth with a little side motion. The third thrust into me and it felt... perfect. I squeezed as he slipped in and almost out, stretching, pushing. I felt the need to squeeze and never let go for fear of losing him.

I looked him in the eyes, and he asked if I was allright. "Are you okay? You're crying..."

"Not from pain, Jason. This is more than I could have hoped for," I said. "I'm... happy, and complete."

I started moving to meet his thrusts and making my own noises. When I knew another orgasm was close, I said, "Please cum with me. Inside me. I need to feel the entire process."

"I'm close, Becc..."

"Me... too..."

Just then I cried out and he moaned out as I felt him spurt his cum into me. Since he had filled me up so good- since my grip was so tight, I felt everything. The spasming of his cock, the warmth as he pumped his seed against the deepest parts of my body, a spot that had never been accessed before.

Emotionally, I didn't think it could get better, but then Jason kissed my nose and said, "I cannot think of anyone else I have ever wanted to do that with, Rebecca. I have always liked you... I may..."

But he stopped.

"I have loved you ever since you saved me," I said.

He got behind me, rubbed his wet, semi hard cock against my butt, one hand on my breast and one hand on my mound, and we drifted off to sleep...

I woke first, and played with his... I wanted it back inside me. He was still asleep, but it got hard. I straddled him, feeling it slide between my no-longer-virgin pussy lips. He started to stir just as I hit the right angle and his cock penetrated me again. What a feeling! I quickly found I could control the depth and angle, and when I found the angle that hit a spot on the front of me- the elusive G-spot- it allowed me to find Sex Overdrive!

I ground and rode Jason harder and harder as he bucked up into me. This time was even better than the first. I knew what to expect and it felt more pleasurable. My approaching orgasm felt a little different- more pleasurable and I was focused on MY pleasure, not so much the emotion of it all, when I came, I felt Jason's orgasm again, and this time I cried out in a way everyone in the house knew what had happened.

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The ride back to Graceland was one of quiet reflection. We figured Tina was going to tell us about her latest conquest, but she slept hard. Julie and I felt a little awkward, but we would talk about that in the privacy of our own room. If she slept with Scott- I was okay with that, I thought. Mandy was quiet. I never really saw what she got herself into this weekend.

Whatever the facts, I had plenty to sort through. I didnt know if I needed Plan B. I didn't think so, but then again, I had never let a man cum inside me, but maybe I didn't need to worry about Plan B, I just was content with Plan A.