Being a "frat boy" in college you get to meet lots of women. Our favorite activity is helping the coed freshmen move into their dorm rooms. This way we get the opportunity to check out the new ladies. My junior year I was introduced to a frosh named we'll change the names in the story Ashley by one of our pledges. At first glance I would have to say that she was one of the sexiest girls I had ever laid eyes on. Her dark, shoulder length hair complemented her tan skin and ample body. If I had to guess right then, I'd have to say she was at least a 36C.

The odd thing is, I didn't lay the charm down and try to get her into bed.

Through most of that first semester we would hang out at parties, do homework together or just talk. By Christmas we were full-fledged best friends! Then she started dating one of my brothers Jason is a good guy. In fact, he's one of my best friends in the house and at first I was happy for both him and Ashley. They seemed happy enough together, and it didn't interfere with either friendship more than a relationship should.

But as the year continued, something started growing inside me. I decided to think nothing of these feelings and tried to take my mind off the situation by dating around a bit. Nothing seemed to help. That summer I took a few trips to see her, as we lived no more than 100 miles from one another. Her family was great and I even got along with her Dad. Days at the pool gave her an even better glow, and her long tanned legs were almost too much to handle. I stayed in their guest room, which was maybe ten feet from her bedroom.

As I drifted off to sleep that first night all I could think about was Ashley in her negligee sprawled out in her large bed. With these thoughts and my raging hard-on, there was nothing that I could do to get to sleep.

I remembered that warm milk is supposed to help one get to bed, so I went down to the kitchen to heat some up for myself. As I placed the glass into the microwave I heard a noise and turned around a bit startled. There stood Ashley, just wearing a little teddy, her hair pulled back with a little red ribbon. God she was beautiful! "Sorry, did I wake you?" I asked.

She didn't even say anything. She just moved across the kitchen towards me, grabbed my face and laid the most passionate, wet kiss on me I have ever felt.

Despite some of my dreams coming true, I had to pull back. "What's going on?" I questioned, "What about Jason?" Her response is something I'll never forget: "Don't talk about him. Jason is okay, but he hasn't pleased me in months! No orgasms to speak of, hell there's barely been a tingle! I need your help, Steve.

I've got to have some sort of release or I'm afraid I may just go crazy." What could I do? Here was my best girl friend asking for my soft placeistance by cheating on my best guy friend. Luckily, my other head started thinking for me. I grabbed her under her legs and back, picked her up and carried her back to her bedroom.

With just a few candles to light the room, I slowly began to kiss her. I traced my kisses to her forehead, her eyelids, ears, and then down her neck. This progression went on for nearly twenty minutes before one trip to her neck led further down her shoulders and to the tops of her breasts.

As I kissed them, I slowly slid the straps of her teddy down her arms. The lingerie fell to the floor and I got to see her candle lit body for the first time.

I think I might have cum right there had she not had her little white panties on. I returned to my kissing and toying as she began to remove my pajama pants. Then my boxers came down and I felt the warmth of her hand on my growing length. "I've been wanting this for a long time," she whispered into my ear as she slowly made her way down to my shaft.

At 8 inches I don't consider myself too large, but was still surprised at the expert way she took me entirely into her mouth. Her length-sucking skills were definitely perfected on some lucky highschool boy, but tonight it was my turn to enjoy her mouth. I held onto the back of her head as I played her face for the first time. The eroticism of the moment and the sight of my best friend's girlfriend on my length was too much and I exploded into her mouth. She swallowed every drop of the substantial load I gave her. She came back up as I rolled her onto her back and slipped her panties down to her ankles. With little hesitation I began to return the favor. You know, over the years I've never gotten tired of going down on a girl. I could eat it all night long without getting tired.

That night was no exception. After twenty minutes of lapping up her juices and sucking her now rock hard personal placeoris, I felt her legs close around my head like a vice. She shook as if riding a wild bull at a rodeo.

"Was that okay, Ash?" "Ohhh-mmmy-g-g-god, don't stop! No, c-c-come uppp here. Quickkk, p-p-puttt it innnnn me!" And with that she grabbed my hard length and pushed it into her wet cunt. Once the tip was in I decided to tease her a bit, but she would have none of that! She wrapped her legs around my waist and thrust me to the hilt. As I hit bottom she exploded in her second orgasm of the night. We continued for most of the night, I came two more times and she came at least three more that I could count. Each time I pulled out of her and came on her luscious tits.

I awoke in the early morning to Ashley's expert mouth hardening my length for the fourth time. "Come here," I said pulling her off my length.

She made her way up my chest and straddled my lap, positioning herself on my member. This last play was much slower than the rest. We rocked against one another for thirty or forty minutes before I asked her to get off so I could cum on her chest again.

But this time she was too far along in her orgasm to pay any attention.

She picked up her pace and began panting for me to cum inside her. "But you're not protected," I managed to stammer out. "I don't care, I want to feel you explode inside me now!" With that she ground down even harder and shook with another orgasm. The tight grip her private part had on me was too much and I erupted into Ashley, spilling my hot seed deep in her softness. We lay there for a few minutes enjoying each other before she rolled off of me and went to sleep. Being fairly close to 8 in the morning, I knew her dad would be awake soon, so I quietly slipped out of the room and went to sleep on my own. We both slept until noon, and as we stumbled downstairs her dad was reading the paper drinking a glass of milk he had found in the microwave. Ashley and I just gave each other a look, knowing full well that what we had experienced that night would never happen again.

I had helped her with her problem and would return home in a few days. Jason never found out about our little adventure, but it did bring Ashley and I much closer.