I was just barely 18 when my mom helped me 
            sign up for my
            first semester at college. I always had great grades and
            I finished high school close to a year earlier then most
            the kids I knew did. I found myself on campus all alone
            and very scared. I went to classes but kept to myself for
            the first month. I finally met a girl in class that was
            about two years older then I was but she didn't seem to care
            about my age or anything else. We became friends really fast
            and before I knew it she had me in her bed. Yes, I was into
            other girls and the older girl seemed to have known that
            from the very beginning. I didn't think I acted in any
            special way that would let others know I was looking for a
            girlfriend, but my new older friend picked up on it from the
            first time she talked to me.
          I quickly turned into her young hot girlfriend 
            and I was the
            one that always had to dress up hot as she took me out to
            meet her friends and show me off. Within four months I was
            completely under her control yet didn't realize it at all.
            I tried to please her whenver I could and I sort of thought
            she was doing the same with me. It wasn't like that at all,
            it was so one sided and I went along with it because I
            really needed someone to be with me and sort of take care of
            me while I was out on my own. I was so use to having my
            parents tell me what I could do and what I couldn't, now a
            hot college coed that really wanted to take advantage of me
            was about to do the same thing with me and I had only known
            her for about four months at the most. She slowly changed
            the way I dressed, she taught me exactly how I was to act
            and please her when we were around her friends, and she
            made sure nobody else ever got too close to me so that she
            would be the most important person in my life at college.
          My new girlfriend seemed so mature and so 
            in the know about
            life on our campus and what was hot and what was not. I
            watched my tiny skirts grow more daring and my clothes turn
            from very cute to extremely daring. I started to complain
            about things and my girlfriend just punished me by making
            me go out without panties or a bra on. I learned to keep my
            mouth shut and not question her no matter how nasty she
            tried to dress me up. I did have a great time where ever
            she took me and I met so many people around campus that
            told us we made the perfect pair. I could tell my girlfriend
            enjoyed playing the male role and she made sure I stayed
            entirely feminine everytime we went out anywhere. I had
            been with other girls in high school but none of them took
            the role with me that my new girlfriend seemed to enjoy
            taking with me. In high school we were all equal, I just
            enjoyed girls more then guys and it was a much more
            innocent time if you know what I mean. I was now in a very
            deep lesbian relationship and I liked it a lot, I just
            wasn't mature enough to take care of myself with a coed
            that was a few years older and ready to take advantage
            of me in ways she never could with her other lovers up to
            now.
          I remember the first time we went out clubbing 
            and instead
            of being surrounded by other girls we actually had four
            or five guys sitting at our table with us. My girlfriend
            knew them all and of course they knew we were both into
            each other. That was the first night my girlfriend allowed
            me to dance with anyone else. They weren't other girls, they
            were other guys. She was very jealous of me when we were
            around cute looking guys, but guys for some reason didn't
            worry her at all. In fact she seemed like she was proud
            of the fact the guys would make such a fuss over me while
            she sat back and decided who I would go out to dance with.
            We stayed at that club till early in the morning and I did
            have a lot of fun that night. I was really tired when we
            left and I thought we were heading back to our dorm rooms.
            we never made it to the campus. I had no clue we were
            following one of the guy's back to his apartment. When we
            pulled up to a huge apartment complex I had never been to
            before, I told my girlfriend I was really tired and was
            ready to go home. She pulled me over close to her and I
            saw her face turn red as she told me we would go home when
            she was ready to leave. She yelled at me in a way that let
            me know she was really being serious. She told me if I made
            a fool of her tonight, she would make my life miserable
            for many weeks to come. She always threatened me like that
            when I told her I didn't want to do something she wanted
            me to do. It had worked for her every time up to now. As
            soon as she got stern with me, I just sort of folded and
            gave in. Tonight was no different, at least not yet.
          I was shocked when I saw two of the guys from 
            the club
            welcoming us into their apartment. I didn't like the looks
            of this at all. I wanted to speak up but I already knew how
            upset my girlfriend had gotten with me once. Within seconds
            of closing their door, the guys turned on music and we
            all started to dance in their living room floor. I looked
            to see my girlfriend dancing with one guy and of course I
            was dancing with the other. After a few fast songs the
            music slowed down and I shook my head as I found out it
            would be only me and the guys slow dancing in front of my
            girlfriend as she sat on the couch and watched. It was my
            girlfriend that guided me to the couch and started to make
            out with me after one of the slow songs ended. Both guys
            were watching us make out and I begged my girlfriend not to
            take off my blouse in front of the two guys I barely even
            knew. She was pushing me to do things I had never done
            before and she sort of knew I would protest but not stop
            her. She knew me so well now. I was shaking in her arms
            as my top flew off and was thrown on the floor in front
            of the couch. Like always I didn't have a bra on and my
            girlfriend attacked my nipples with her lips. It felt so
            damn good and every time I opened my eyes I could see the
            guys smiling and staring at my naked tits.
          I felt my body pushed back and I really complained 
            when I
            felt hands on the side of my skirt and the zipper that
            held everything up was slowly worked down. I again begged
            my older girlfriend to please take me back to the dorm and
            I would do everything she wanted me to do there. She
            whispered in my ears I would do everything she wanted here
            and if I complained anymore tonight she would make my life
            a living hell. She told me to just keep my mouth shut from
            now on and do everything she told me to. If I made her
            loose face with her friends, she wasn't going to be nice
            to live with for many months to come. I had to shut my
            eyes tightly as my tiny black skirt was pulled right down
            over my hips. I knew instantly the guys could see my half
            shaven pussy and that I now didn't have one bit of clothes
            left on my naked body. I felt my girlfriend making out with
            me and I didn't want to open my eyes to see what the guys
            were now doing. I knew they were getting an eyefull. This
            was the first time in about two and a half years a guy had
            seen me naked. My body was played with for about ten minutes
            and I got very worked up from what my girlfriend was doing
            with me. Then the entire night went bad and it was like I
            was having a bad nightmare or something like that.
          My girlfriend moved over just a bit on the 
            couch and I felt
            the extra weight as one of the guys sat down beside her. I
            about fainted when she told the guy he had to see how hot
            my body was and how good I could make anyone feel. My eyes
            flew open and I shook my head NO as quickly as I could. My
            girlfriend was all over me as she pushed me back and started
            to kiss me on the lips. I felt my hands lifted over my head
            and my girlfriend screamed at me I better not make her look
            a fool in front of her friends. She again started to kiss
            me and she was the one that kept my hands pinned over my
            head. I jumped a foot as I felt hands on my legs and I knew
            for sure they didn't belong to my girlfriend. My knees were
            pulled open even though I tried to hold them together. I
            could feel the body slide between my legs and now there was
            no use at all for me to try to close my legs. I couldn't
            even if I wanted. Then I moaned loudly as a warm wet tongue
            started to slide up and down my very wet pussy lips. I
            fought it for about five minutes then my body started to
            enjoy it and my knees went completely limp. For the first
            time in a very long time, a guy was about to make me cum
            and it felt a lot better then it did way back in high
            school.
          My ass started to move around and when I came 
            I flooded
            the guys face with my juices. I started to french kiss my
            girlfriend and she could tell I was right in the middle
            of my orgasms. She kept kissing me and telling me how much
            she really loved me because of what I was doing for her.
            I felt movement as I slowly came down from my orgasm. Then
            I came back to reality as my legs were lifted high over
            my ass and seconds later my wet slippery cunt was stuffed
            with a hot thick cock. I tried to push my body up but
            my girlfriend pushed me back down and she easily kept my
            arms pinned over my head. I started to tell her NO over
            and over again and she tried to settle me down by kissing
            me and telling me this is what she wanted me to do for her.
            I didn't want a guy to fuck me but slowly both my girlfriend
            and the guy between my legs got exactly what they wanted.
            With my girlfriend kissing me and whispering to me to relax
            and just let it happen, my legs softened up and slowly my
            knees opened up to allow the guy complete access to my
            very worked up body.
          It wasn't what I wanted but I knew it was 
            what my girlfriend
            expected me to do. That first fuck was the hardest for me
            to get thru. For about six minutes my tight wet pussy was
            fucked in long slow strokes. I was so wet it didn't hurt
            at all, it just wasn't anything I was ready for to take
            place. I fought for about 30 seconds when I knew the guy
            was about to explode deep inside my body and as much as I
            wanted to win that fight, again it ended up happening and
            I lost the most important battle of my life. I could feel
            the hot nasty sperm as it shot up inside my body. It was
            the first time in my life a guy had cum inside of me and
            it took a lot of fight from me once I knew it had happened.
            For the rest of the night I was a defeated girl that just
            let me girlfriend guide everything going on from then on
            out. I saw the my girlfriend and the guy that had just
            fucked me get up off the couch and then the second guy
            took their place as I barely moved a muscle. My girlfriend
            moved to my head and like she had done since I first met
            her she whispered to me what she wanted me to do and I just
            did it for her so she would be happy with me when we went
            home that night.
          I learned how to really fuck a guy that night. 
            My feet
            were wrapped around their backs and my ass moved to meet
            every hard thrust of their cocks into my wet and unprotected
            pussy. I knew how dangerous it was and for some reason I
            just pushed it right out of my mind. I was fucked four
            times that night, twice by each of them. The last time of
            the night I had one guys kissing me as the other one fucked
            me for about ten minutes. Then they swapped places and I
            went another ten minutes with the other guy taking complete
            control. At the end my girlfriend didn't have to say a
            word, she just sat on the chair next to the couch and watch
            both guys take me in any way that they wanted. Why my
            girlfriend didn't protect me or wasn't jealous I would
            never know. She was funny in that way. She would fight any
            girl that stared at me too long, but she would let any
            of her guy friends fuck me till he was too tired to fuck
            me any longer. She really enjoyed watching me put out for
            her male friends. When we left their apartment early in
            the morning, I started to cry and my girlfriend took me
            right to her room where I spent the night in her arms
            sobbing but making out as much as she wanted me to with her.
          The next day I was treated like an angel. 
            I had never seen
            my girlfriend treat me so nice and she told me many times
            she loved me more then anyone else in her life. It was
            exactly what I needed after a night like last night. It
            was a great day but after it got dark my worse terrors
            would be right back with me. We went clubbing again and of
            course I was in a tiny dress with nothing on under my
            outfit. My girlfriend had two new guys sitting at our table
            and we danced and had fun for about two hours. I was a
            little more at ease with guys now around us and I'm sure
            my girlfriend could see that tonight. It was around 10:00
            that night when my girlfriend grabbed my hand and whispered
            something to the two guys. She took me out to her car and
            I was surprised when she guided me into the back seat. We
            started to make out and within three minutes she was trying
            to pull my dress right over the top of my head. I asked her
            if we couldn't go back to our dorm and she gave me a lot
            of attitude and told me that wasn't for me to decide. She
            got me totally naked and her car was right in the middle
            of the parking lot where anyone could walk by if they so
            desired. I made out with my girlfriend until I heard a
            noise and my body jerked up to see what it was. My eyes
            had that look of terror in them as the two guys we were
            with suddenly opened the front doors and jumped into our
            car.
          I looked at my girlfriend and asked her please 
            not to make
            me go thru this again. I told her anyone could walk by and
            it wasn't safe here in her car. I was trying to get her
            to move things somewhere else, maybe on our way I could
            talk her out of what I knew she had in mind. I watched as
            my girlfriend changed places with one of the guys and she
            again told me I had better not let her down with her new
            friends. I again put up a small fight with the guy in
            the back seat for maybe four minutes at the most. I could
            hear my girlfriend screaming at me to settle down and to
            treat her friend the way I was taught to last night. I
            don't know when I just gave in, but I did. I was pushed
            back on the seat and like a girl in high school my legs
            were again pushed high up into the air and I let the
            guy show me exactly how he expected me to fuck him. I was
            getting better with every new guy I was with. The main
            difference between me and a real girlfriend for the guys
            was that I just gave up and decided to please my girlfriend
            by giving the guys what they wanted. If they really fucked
            me hard, I tried my best to match their wild strokes and
            I never once asked them to be more gentle. I felt bad only
            as my cunt as filled with sperm for the first time that
            night. Then I gave the other guy a really nasty ride as
            he pulled my body up on top of his and made me do all the
            work fucking him while he suck on my nipples and made out
            with me as I rode him.
          Over the next month I fucked at least 25 different 
            guys and
            I became the most talked about girl on campus. My girlfriend
            still made out with me all the time and our relationship
            barely changed except for the fact she would share me with
            any new guy she met. After my reputation got around the
            school, she met a lot of new guys and so did I. It was one
            of the most fantastic two or three months of my life. I
            started out fighting then ended up really getting into it.
            I was surprised how many different ways a guy could make me
            cum. I ended up with more then one guy doing me at the same
            time and the nastier things got, the more my body seemed to
            respond to it. I remember the night I knew I had to check
            to see if I was pregnant. I had not had a period in over
            two months but I was dumb enough to block it out and say
            it couldn't happen to me. I was so stupid that I never
            once asked for the guys to use any protection. For two great
            months my body had been swimming in nasty dangerous sperm
            and I just washed it all away when I got home every night.
            I should have broke down and cried my heart out when I
            found out I was pregnant but for some strange reason I
            didn't. I was afraid of what my girlfriend would think of
            me after she found out.
          I never told her and she kept me in the back 
            seat of her
            car for close to two more months. Then one of the guys
            fucking me pointed out my stomach was really puffed up and
            when we got home that night my girlfriend really looked me
            over closely and she knew just about instantly. I started
            crying as she chewed me out for not telling her earlier.
            It was a long night as she screamed at me just as my
            parents would the second they found out about my condition.
            Against my girlfriends wishes, I packed up one day while she
            was in class and I drove home to my parents house. I was
            really big when I walked into their house and my mom just
            fell onto the floor crying. My dad was at work and my mom
            gave me hell just like my girlfriend had about a month or
            so earlier. It was a long couple weeks before everything
            seemed to settle down for me. Every night I laid in bed
            thinking about how much I missed my girlfriend and all the
            guys that had swarmed around me once they found out how
            easily I put out. I wasn't looking forward to my day in
            the hospital but I was thinking about the day I would
            surprise my girlfriend as I showed back up at college.
            I wasn't sure how I was going to work everything out, but
            I knew it would again be the best time of my life once I
            finally gave in to all her demands again, I missed that
            more then anyone would ever think possible!