Vassar Girl

Graduation is in 20 minutes but her boyfriend is between her legs! What's a City Girl to do? This Vassar Girl throws her head back, enjoys the orgasmic activity while reflecting on all of her hook-ups during her 4 years of college.

Mark, my fiancé, was on his knees licking my pussy as I hurriedly brushed out my bed-tangled hair.

"I'm going to be late but I could really use an orgasm so don't stop. Harder! Lower! Higher! Deeper! In! Out!" I threw my head back and suddenly didn't give a shit about my hair as I neared orgasm. Then the phone rang. "Shit!!"

Mark lifted his head, "Just leave it babe!"

I knew I had to answer the phone. This close to walking the stage, it could've been anyone calling with something important.

"Hello?" My voice was quivering though I tried to sound nonchalant.

"Honey?" he questioned -- as if he'd never heard my voice before, "Is that you, baby doll?"

"Yes daddy, it's me." I replied with a distinct edge in my voice. I was running late and really didn't have time to be chitchatting with my shipping magnate father, not to mention Mark was still down under.

"Sweetie... an emergency just came up... I'll make it up to you... Here's your mother."

Mom, the latest patron saint of Wall Street, rattled on for five minutes as to why daddy had to not only get off the phone but leave Vassar for an emergency business meeting in the city. It wasn't anything I hadn't heard before. She always made excuses for him. The wording was different but the message was the same, "...business before pleasure."

My thoughts of experiencing an orgasm vanished faster than my father's current presence in Vassar's Pratt House. I asked Mark to stop licking me. My elated mood was broken; and besides, I had to be on stage in less than twenty minutes – my sheepskin needed me! I learned that one in one of my earlier Existential Philosophy classes. After all, one does have to study something when one attends Vassar.

I sent puffy-lipped Mark out the door with an erection bulging in his K-Mart khaki's. If I only had had ten more minutes... I would have put a very large smile on his face, and mine, for the rest of the day. But, graduation is graduation. I pulled on my graduation gown over my naked body. Damn that felt good. I wondered how many other audacious graduates would be nude under their robes.

With a quick glance at myself in the bedroom door's mirror, and a slip on of my high heel shoes, I entered the dorm hallway. It was a mad house; I wasn't the only one racing to the Outdoor Amphitheater. Angela and the Physics freak Kelly joined me in a hustle to exit the front door. We were friends for life, and all three of us were on the verge of being unforgivably late.

Late May in the Hudson Valley of New York happens to be the most perfect place on God's green earth. The scent of apple blossoms wafted all about the sprawling campus and would continue well into June. How did we ever study surrounded by all this magnificent beauty was the only thought in my mind as we raced to the festivities.

Charles Von Klopp, a junior majoring in Mathematics, stepped out from a group of students and blocked my way with his beautiful German smile, "Congratulations frauline," his accent shot a shiver up my spine as I recalled him seducing me so successfully, two years earlier.

I remember the seduction well, how could I ever forget it? We had been, each separately, strolling around the grounds looking for a place to read. I had a Jane Austin novel and he was carrying a Gunter Grass, an English version. We met, talked a few minutes, and then sat down together on the fresh mown lawn. He read a few passages from the "Tin Drum" aloud and I threw out some "Pride and Prejudice" lines out to his fully attuned ear. It was fun. We laughed. The sun begun to set, and we just sat there and listened to crickets chirp in the twilight; and, neither of us spoke a word.

Lights burned bright in the surrounding dorms and I wished upon the first star that began to flicker dimly above Charles' blond hair. And my wish came true as he moved his head onto my neck and kissed me with a small lip-nip below my ear.

More stars filled the heavens as the moonless evening closed in and wrapped us in a blanket of wantonness. His hands were warm and he moved them so softly about my flesh... I found his belt buckle and soon heard his zipper descend with a tug from my eager fingers. I felt his penis grow in the palm of my hand as I set it free from the tightness of his briefs. All the while he was unleashing my bra