Sara waved goodbye to her mom and dad and then went back into her dorm to unpack. It was so exciting to be starting college at last. At last, she would be on her own, without her parents watching every move she made. She could stay up as late as she wanted, she could watch whatever she wanted, she could even date a boy if she wanted to, though the thought still made her giggle and blush.
Sara had never even kissed a boy. She was 5'3" with a curvy 34d 23 34 figure and long blonde hair in ponytails. She wore skimpy shorts and a cropped top that left her flat tummy bare, and she had absolutely no idea how sexy she looked.
Her parents were so worried about everything, she'd barely had any kind of a life at all until now. But now she was at college. She left her door open as she started to unpack, eager to start making new friends.
Ben and Everett had seen the new girl arrive, both lounging outside the dorms taking in the air and watching the new babes with their families. This girl though really got their attention. Her family helped her bring her stuff to her room and then left her all alone and there was just something about the girl that made her look ... naïve. The way she smiled at everyone, the look of child like joy as she looked around her. They both smiled at each other and entered the building finally finding the girl in her room unpacking as they checked out the dorm rooms.
"Hey there, how you doing?" Ben said leaning on the doorframe with a big shit eating grin on his face. His eyes checked out the young girl as if undressing her right there.
Ben was 6'2, wide shouldered, square jawed and one of the football team here on campus. His short cut blonde hair and blue eyes made him the poster boy for the college teams. His hard toned body was obvious under the tight tshirt he wore and the jeans which fit him perfectly.
"Yeah, need a hand with anything? I'm Everett and this is Ben." Everett offered as he slipped inside the room and leant back against the wall, equally as entranced by the new girl as his mate.
Everett was the brains of the two. The African America stood 5'8, but was on the track team so his body was streamlined and toned. His short black hair cut close to his head and his brown eyes warm and inviting. He wore baggy shorts and a vest today.
She was done unpacking her clothes and was setting up things on her desks. Laptop, a cup for pens and things, a cup for water. A framed picture of her family on a camping trip and another of Jesus. She made a space for her text books and then she stepped back to look.
“Hey there, how you doing?” a voice said, and she turned to see a boy standing in the door of her room. Really, he was filling the door, he was so tall and broad shouldered.
“Hi?” she said, smiling uncertainly. She was sure she didn’t know him, but there was something strange about the way he was looking at her, the way he was smiling. It made her feel funny inside, like being nervous, but not in a bad way. “I’m just getting settled in.”
Another boy squeezed by the first. He was still quite a bit taller than Sara, and he was black. She grinned. She had never met a black person before in real life, and she was a little nervous now that it was actually happening. Still, she thought, he didn’t seem threatening at all.
“Yeah, need a hand with anything? I’m Everett and this is Ben.” The black boy leaned against the wall, looking at her with the same strange expression as the white one. She suddenly giggled, but she wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was because he spoke just like a regular person.
“Hi Everett, Ben. I’m Sara,” she said, smiling wide. She always smiled when she was nervous. “Um, I don’t think I need help with anything. Actually, I think I’m pretty much done.”
"Oh, cool, well, if your done how about we show you around a little, just the three of us?" Ben said with a wide grin. "Me and Everett, we're like the welcome to college committee. We like to say Hi to all the new girls ... well, the hot sexy ones anyway." He winked and shared a look with Everett.
"Yeah, so what do you say, Sara? Want the quick welcome to the Dorms tour ... I think I saw a ping pong table downstairs in the basement all set up .. you ever played? Its fun and pretty cool. We have a way to make it even better though, but we'd need to show you." Everett said moving toward her as Ben filled the door.
Outside other newbies and established girls and boys walked past but none of them even glanced into the room as they went on their way. It was as if for all the world it was the three of them all alone.
"You got a roommate yet?" Ben asked pointing to the empty bed on the other side of the room? "Usually newbie get assigned another new person so they can gel and all." He made air quotations and grinned.
She looked around at her room and shrugged her shoulders. She was mostly finished, and they were funny. She knew her dad would kill her if she went anywhere with them. What kind of boy was only interested in saying Hi to hot sexy girls? Not the kind that she should have anything to do with, she knew. But there was nobody there to stop her, and it was kind of nice to hear that they thought she was sexy.
And really, ping pong wasn’t something to be afraid of. She had played ping pong in the rec center at her church. She wasn’t great, but it was fun to play. It was just surprising that they wanted to play. Or maybe she had them all wrong. Maybe they were just nice, normal boys who were trying to make her feel welcome. She rolled her eyes. It was her father’s fault. She had to stop being so suspicious of everything. This was her chance to discover who she was, without anyone interfering.
“Yeah, OK,” she said, giggling. She looked around the room. “I can finish this later. My roommate’s not going to be here til tomorrow anyway.”
"Excellent!" Everett said with a huge grin slipping his arm around Sara's waist and guided her out the door to her room.
Together with Ben they made their way through the Dorm, Everett putting on a show of telling her the Campus layout as they went downstairs and finally into the basement. At this time of day it was empty but the mess from the previous nights party was strewn around. Ben kicked some trash aside and shrugged with an embarrassed smile at Sara.
"Sorry, we had a big party last night and I guess no ones been through to clean up. But here you go, ping pong ... or should I say beer pong." He spread his arms to take in the table which still had cups on it from last night. Against the wall close by were cases of beer and he walked over and took out a couple of bottles and turned back to Everett and Sara. "Dude, explain the rules to Sara while I set it up."
Everett smiled and took Sara by the shoulder as he looked into her eyes with a smile on his lips.
"O, here's how this works ok. This is a traditional game here at college so you gotta know how to play ok? Ben is going to set up 10 cups at each end and fill them with beer. Then me and him will go to one end, you go to the other and we take turns to throw a ping pong ball into the other teams cup, ok? If it goes in that team has to drink the beer and the winner is the team that makes the opposing side drink all their beet first .... got it?"
He could see Sara looked a little confused and hadn't seemed to pick up on the fact there were two of them on his team and only one on hers. She Ben and him and could spread out the beer while Sara had to drink them all by herself. And he had a plan, they would start off as he had explained to Sara, but both he and Ben had much more planned than a drinking game.. His eyes raked over Sara's curvy body and tight short sexy shorts and top and licked his lips. He couldn't wait to see her naked.
The two boys showed her around, or at least, they started to. Sara noticed that they went down to the basement without really stopping, but they were talking nonstop and it was hard to keep track of everything they were telling her. She supposed it would have been easier without Everett's arm around her waist, but she was distracted by it. Nobody but her father had ever put his arm around her like that.
Maybe it was because he was black, but it made her heart race. He wasn't dragging her or anything, but she could feel how strong he was, and he was definitely hurrying her along. Whenever she slowed down to try to see something they were telling her about, he swept her on.
It was strange, but exciting, at least until they got to the basement. It was trashed, and she looked around her in shock. Didn't anyone clean up after themselves?
Before she could say anything, though, Ben was setting up cups on the ping pong table, and Everett was explaining the game to her. It wasn't very much like ping pong, but ultimately she had come to college to experience new things.
"OK," she said. "It seems simple enough." She looked at the table and giggled. "Do you guys want to start, so I can see how you do it?"
"Sure Sara, you stand at that end and we'll stand up here, ok." Ben picked up a ping pong ball and threw it with practiced skill into one of the beer filled cups at her end. "Ok, now you have to drink all that beer ok, put the cup down and then you throw one at our cups, ok?"
Ben gave Everett a grin and the black man smiled back, this was gonna be so easy and so fucking hot to. Everett couldn't keep his eyes off the girl, she was made for fucking and he and Ben would prove it to her.
He adjusted himself as his cock began to harden, not bothering to hide from Sara's view as he did it.
Sara giggled as she fished the ping pong ball out of the cup. She let it drop to the table and lifted the cup to her lips. It seemed like there was a lot of beer in it, and she looked at the cups on the other side of the table. Were they as full? It didn't seem that way. She took a sip and made a face as the bitter taste.
"Ugh," she said, and looked at hte cup. People actually drank this stuff on purpose? She let out a sigh. Best to get it over with. She drank quickly, gulping the beer down until the cup was empty.
"Oh my gosh. That's so gross!" she said, but they could see she was taking it as part of the game.
She giggled, though she wasn't quite sure what was funny, and picked up the ping pong ball. The cups on the other side of the table seemed to be swaying, and she frowned in concentration as she aimed. She threw, and the ball bounced off the rim of a cup and rolled back across the table.
"Shoot!" she said. She had been sure it would go in.
He couldn't believe one small cup of beer was making the girl sway already, what a lightweight. This was gonna be easier than he or Everett had thought. He picked up the ball again and took careful aim, throwing and getting it to fall perfectly into one of Sara's cups. he had been playing this game for a long time and was expert at it.
"Don't worry about the taste," Everett said with a grin, "You'll get used to it in no time. Drink up now."
He watched the girl carefully, she was a little flushed now, her body a little unsteady already. He nodded to Ben and walked over to lock the door of the basement and then walked back.
"Don't want anyone interrupting our game now do we." He smiled at Sara, his long black cock slipping down the leg of his baggy shorts but still showing his length easily if anyone looked.
She watched as the ball bounced straight into another one of her cups and sighed. She had to drink more of the nasty stuff. She picked the cup up and gulped it down, trying her best not to taste it. It wasn't as bad this time, she thought. Maybe the cup wasn't as full, or maybe she was getting used to it, like he said.
"Yeah," she said. "We'll see."
Her tongue felt a little thick, but this time she was able to bounce the ball into one of their cups, and she jumped up and down, cheering herself on, hardly noticing how they watched her bounce.
Everett walked past her, saying something about people interrupting the game. He locked the door to the basement, and she looked at him, puzzled.
"Who would interrupt a game of ping ... I mean beer pong?" she said, and giggled. She had always wondered what boys were like, and she was pretty quickly making up her mind that they were ridiculous. They were so excited about a silly game that they were worried about someone interrupting. That was when she noticed that he seemed to have something stuffed down his shorts. It was too long to be a bottle of beer, but other than beer, what was there down here that he would want to hide?
"You guys are silly," she said. She giggled again, and felt a little warm.
"Way to go, Sara." Ben said with a smile and upended the cup of beer down his throat. It didn't even tough the sides as he replaced it on the table before them.
He and Everett had both had their eyes fixed on the girls tits as she had jumped up and down, they had been perfect. Firm and yet with enough give that her movements had made them bounce so enticingly that Ben now to was showing some nicely sized bulge in his tight jeans.
"Hey, I know, lets make this more fun." Everett said as if the idea had just come to him in a flash of inspiration and it was the best idea ever. He grinned at Ben and Sara. "Lets make this strip beer pong." He winked and at Ben and turned to look at Sara with a genuine smile. "Its will be so much fun. So when the ball lands in the cup you drink the beer and have to remove an item of clothing chosen by the other team ... what do you say Sara?"
Sara blushed fiercely at the suggestion, and she looked from one to the other of the guys. Now it looked like Ben had stuffed something down his pants too, but he couldn't have, not without her noticing.
She thought about her dad. He would be breaking out a shotgun right about now, at the thought of a boy trying to get her out of her clothes, especially a black boy, but the idea didn't seem so bad, really.
It seemed kind of fun, actually.
"Yeah, ok," she said, in a whisper so soft they could barely hear it. She smiled shyly at them. "Whose turn is it?"
"I think its our turn, right, Everett?" Ben said grinning at his best friend at how naïve this girl was. Her parents had set her lose in this college and she acted like she had just come from small town in the middle of nowhere and knew nothing about life. Well, she was about to learn a few lessons.
He picked up an ball and was aiming it when he saw Everett watching him, he noticed his friend shake his head ever so slightly then. He wanted him to miss? Why? Then it dawned on him. Maybe if he and Everett lost some clothes first then the girl might not feel to bad about losing hers. It was like card sharp at poker, you let the others win a little, build them up, then knock them down and make a killing. His smile returned as he deliberately missed, sending the ball off the end of the table.
"Ahh, damn it." He cursed in his best acting, it still got a grimace from Everett though. "Your turn, Sara."
She watched intently as Ben threw the ball. It was only when it missed the table completely and she let out a sigh of relief, that she realized she had been holding her breath. The game was fun, if a little silly, but she wasn't quite sure she was ready to start undressing in front of these guys she had just met. At least the door was locked, she thought, so nobody else would walk in.
She bent down to pick up the ball and felt her shorts riding up her butt. She blushed when she stood, and the two guys were watching her too intently for her to discreetly tug them loose. After a moment's hesitation, she left it and stepped up to the table. She was so nervous that she barely even looked before she threw the ball, but it bounced around the rim of the cup nearest her before falling in.
She grinned. The idea of watching them take their clothes off was a lot more interesting. At least, it was less frightening, though she knew her parents would disapprove.
"OK," she said. "So you have to drink and take something off, right?" She bit her lip as she looked at them. She wanted to say shorts. She was dying to know what they were hiding, but she couldn't make herself say it. What kind of girl would go straight to a guys' shorts?
Ben and Everett grinned. Ben sank the beer again in one shot and replaced the cup then with a wink at his black friend began to pull his shirt up. He deliberately made it slow, showing off his toned six pack and muscled upper body, the when the shirt was over his head he flexed his muscles a little to put on a show before pulling the shirt all the way off and throwing it on a nearby couch.
"Ta dahhh!" He said with a grin at Sara as if to say no big deal.
Everett slipped his shirt up slowly to, but he waited till Ben had finished so Sara could watch him as closely as she seemed to be watching Ben. His upper body, although not as obviously muscled as Ben's was toned and perfect. His black skin seemed to glisten under the low light down here in the basement and then his hard nipples were exposed, small, firm, a little pointed right now. Finally his shirt was all the way off to and it joined Bens on the couch. Both boys had watched Sara's tight hot butt as she had bent over, watching those tight shorts slip up her ass and both had felt their cocks harden to full length and throb a little.
Ben picked up the ball again and watched Everett to get a play from his friend. This time the black boy smiled a nodded and Ben sent the ball flying straight into one of Sara's cups of beer. Both young men grinned and eyes Sara as if she was prey for them undressing her with their eyes. Whatever they asked her to remove was gonna be so fucking hot to watch. Everett seemed to consider the choices before speaking.
"Hmm, I think we should be gentlemen about this, Ben, sooo .... Sara, take your top off please."
Sara remembered to close her mouth when Ben was pulling his shirt over his head, but her eyes were still wide open, staring at him. She had seen men without shirts on occasionally on TV who had bodied as fit as his, but never in real life. She felt herself getting warmer, as if she'd just finished a hard workout, but all she'd been doing was hanging out. She didn't realize she was licking her lips, and then her eyes turned to Everett, and he pulled his shirt off just as slowly. He wasn't as carved as Ben, but his dark skin was so exotic she couldn't decide which one to look at.
Then she heard a plop, and saw the ping pong ball was in one of her cups.
She looked up and saw Ben grinning at her, and she wanted to run. She didn't want to have to take her clothes off in front of them. Why had she agreed to this? But she knew she couldn't back out, not when they were both standing there, shirtless. She wiped her hands on her shorts and stared at them, trembling.
"Hmm, I think we should be gentlemen about this, Ben, sooo .... Sara, take your top off please."
Please. She nodded, and her hands were shaking when she picked up the cup. She hardly tasted the beer as she gulped it down, and when she set the cup down, her hands went to her top. She hesitated a moment, but fair was fair. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Then she whipped it off in one quick movement.
She was wearing a simple pink bra, but the cups were sheer enough that she may as well not have been wearing it. The dark circles of her nipples were plainly visible, and as if it weren't embarrassing enough, they stiffened up and pushed against the fabric.
She could hardly pick up the ball, but she threw it and it bounced away.
Ben watched the ball go wide, way wide. He looked over at Everett, that was something they hadn't considered. As the girl drank more, maybe got more nervous and more drunk her aim went off the rails and part of their plan was to get naked in front of her so she couldn't refuse them seeing her naked to. Then an idea occurred to him.
"Everett, I think we should make this a bit fairer don't you?" He asked his friend who looked from Sara's gorgeous young tits to Ben and back quizzically. "How about this Sara. From now on ever ball I get into one of your cups I will drink one of my beers and me and Everett will take off some clothes, hmmm? I mean we've been doing this for a while, but your new and all and maybe you don't hold your beer so well? What do you say?"
His eyes to were having trouble leaving Sara's pink almost sheer bra and the hard nipples poking out, he licked his lips and forced his eyes up to her face.
"Sara, you are so hot girl, wow." Everett managed before turning to Ben. "But I think you're right, Ben, its only fair. Do you agree, Sara?"
Before she could answer Ben had picked up a ball and tossed it with casual ease into one of her cups. So now her choices here take off clothes and drink beer, or ask the boys to remove more clothing ... but unlike her they had a lot less to remove.
"So ... if you get a ball in my cup, you drink? And you take off your clothes?" she said, uncertainly. It seemed like the exact opposite of the game they had been playing a moment ago, but she'd obviously been losing that game.
"OK?" she said, still not quite sure what he was suggesting.
But she smiled when Everett said she was hot, even if it made her blush even more than before, and when Ben threw the ball into the cup she frowned.
"So now, you guys are taking off your shorts? Is that right?" They didn't have anything else she could see for them to take off, or maybe she'd misunderstood the whole thing.
"Yep, I guess so ... do you want us to go one at a time? Maybe Ben this time and me the next?" Everett asked not at all hesitant about getting naked before this girl.
As he spoke Ben upended another beer down his throat and sighed in pleasure before dropping the cup back on the table. Then without asking or waiting for Sara's response he just walked around the table so he was completely on display to the girl and began to undo his jeans. First the belt, then the top button, then slowly the zipper. He was taking his time, but it wasn't exactly a striptease, just a lazy undressing. The sound of the zipper going down filled the room and he pulled the jeans open and pushed them over his hips and only then did it become obvious he wasn't wearing boxer or underwear. Naked skin came into view, first the hips, then the tops of his thighs and finally as he bent slightly to let the jeans drop to the floor his 8" thick and cut cock and hanging balls. Everett noted his friend had trimmed his hair down there a little and chuckled to himself. Unlike Everett, Ben had always sported a thick bush of hair above and around his cock which the girls had complained about. Obviously realising he might get further, and get laid more if he simply trimmed it back he had done just so. Ben kicked off his jeans and stood in just trainers now, his hard cock pointing straight out before him and right at Sara. He wasn't at all embarrassed and smiled at the girl.
"What do you think?" He asked giving his shaft a quick stroke and winking.
"One at a time?" she said, thinking she'd rather they both went, like they did with their shirts. But, this time they had thrown the ball, so really, it should be her taking something off, so it seemed easiest to just... "Yeah, OK."
Then Ben started to slide his shorts down. He was taking it slow, but it didn't seem like he was embarrassed about it. He seemed excited. She was too, if she was honest with herself. At least, she was excited at first. Then she was confused. She couldn't see his underwear. She stared harder. There was just a sort of fuzzy piece that didn't seem to have anything to hold it up, and just an inch or so down a big, thick tube was sticking out. The further he slid his shorts down, the more of the tube she could see, and the stranger it looked. It had raised blue lines that looked like veins, and it seemed almost like it was a part of him.
Just as it snapped up and slapped against his belly, she realized it really was a part of him. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head and she slapped her hand over her mouth but not before the beginnings of a scream slipped out. For a few seconds, she stared in shock and fascination, and then she turned her back. She couldn't look at that!
"Oh my God OhmyGod ohmygodohmygod...."
She turned around to look again, but it was still there.
"ohmygod." She was almost hyperventilating, and she forced herself to slow down, take deep breaths. She realized she was staring at it again, and she looked away.
"What... How... What's wrong with it?" she said. "Why is it standing up like that?"
Both boys laughed out loud at her reaction to the point Ben was crying a little. He walked up to Sara and put a hand on her shoulder turning her again to face him, his cock still rock hard and pointing at her bare tummy right now. He glanced down at it and then grinned at her.
"Serious ...? You think there's something wrong with it? You never seen a hard cock before?" He asked honestly puzzled and surprised. He loved the effect it had on Sara, but he knew he wasn't massive and she was reacting like she had never seen a cock ever, not even on a picture or porn vid. "There's nothing wrong with it, its just .... because of you. I'm sorry Sara, but you are so fucking hot, you just turned me on so much I couldn't stop it. I guess you could take it as a compliment?"
Everett grinned and laughed at that, but Ben was kinda right he supposed. It was the ultimate compliment to a girl about how sexy she looked that a guy got that hard from just checking her out. He wondered what she would do when he showed her his cock which was about 10" long and was right now fighting to be free of his shorts.
"You ok, Sara?" He asked, she was so flushed he didn't want her to pass out, or at least not yet. "Look, if your that worried touch it, see for yourself that its fine."
That made Ben look at him sharply and with a raised eyebrow ... would she be so naïve she would do what Everett suggested?
She flinched away from him when he reached out, but he was surprisingly gentle. He actually seemed surprised by her reaction, and even though he was grinning and forcing her to face him, he was being gentle.
"Of course I've never seen a hard ... " she couldn't say it, so she pointed. "... before! What kind of girl do you think I am?" Part of her was outraged, but she was more curious than angry, and now that the first shock of the sight was passing, she began to wonder about it. It was incredibly ugly, but somehow, completely fascinating. She couldn't take her eyes off it.
"Because of me?" she said softly. She gave a nervous smile and glanced up at him. "You think I'm hot?" Nobody had ever told her she was hot. She'd never been allowed to spend any time with anyone who would have dared.
Everett laughed, but not in a mean way. She looked at him. He was smaller than Ben, but the tent in his shorts seemed so much bigger. She looked back at Ben's cock and licked her lips. Her mouth had gone dry.
"I'm ok," she said, blushing. He sounded so concerned, she wondered what they must think of her. She knew she had been sheltered, but apparently it was perfectly normal for a guy to show a girl his cock, and it was even a compliment if he was hard for her. She looked at Ben's cock and then up at him.
"Thanks?" she said. Hesitantly, she reached out and almost touched it. For a few seconds her fingers hesitated a few inches away, trembling with fear and excitement. Then she touched it. Her hand pulled back as if it stung her, but she reached out again. Her eyes opened even wider.
"It's hot!" she said, grinning and looking at the two boys in amazement. Her hand slid around it. It was hot, and smooth. It was dry and pleasant, and the skin was so soft, she'd never felt anything like it. "Oh my God!"
Ben closed his eyes and bit back a moan of pleasure as Sara wrapped her fingers around his cock. It wasn't thick really and at 7-8" not as long as Everett, but he guessed for her first ever cock he must look huge. He just stood still as she explored, his eyes closed, teeth biting his bottom lip. Her finders felt so cool and smooth, incredible on his shaft. It had been a few days since he and his girlfriend had fucked and he was ready for more. His sex drive had always been high and not having had his cock in a girl for days was making him antsy. He looked down at Sara, his eyes going to her tits encased in the almost see through bra and his cock throbbed in her hand.
"So what do you think, Sara? You like touching your first cock?" Everett asked coming up behind the girl as she seemed fixated on Ben. His hands gently slipped onto her waist as he looked over her shoulder and watched her touching his friend, his lips were close to her ear, his warm breath on her neck. "Feels good doesn't it, be honest, its ok to say it. Everyone has sex here, I think you're going to really life college ... I know the boys are certainly going to enjoy watching you walk around campus." His cock bulge gently pushed into her upper thigh as he pushed himself slightly into her ass. "There's nothing to be worried about, all the girls here do this, its part of the fun. You just have to relax and enjoy it."
His lips gently kissed just below her ear and nibbled her neck as his fingers moved up and down her bare sides, enjoying the smoothness of her exposed skin.