The Lost Notebook

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I started my sophomore year of college in the fall of 2002. I moved down to San Diego to escape the wet Oregon winters and sample the SoCal sunshine. I had decided to major in Computer Engineering (I was a bit of a computer geek in high school) and was hellbent on graduating at least a semester early, and so I took a full course load and then some, much to the dismay of my advisor. As such, I had very little time for anything, let alone girls. I had a few friends, mostly from class, but we only studied occasionally. My high school girlfriend and I split up the summer after graduation. She was my first. A band geek.

I took my classes pretty seriously. I was going to be saddled with enough student loans that the thought of wasting my time here just seemed irresponsible. Still though, I’d be lying if I didn’t say that my eye wandered in class from time to time, almost always to short, curvy brunettes, of which there were very few in my classes. Twenty years ago CompE wasn’t exactly the best major to meet women, let alone the type that got me excited.

Sometimes I felt insecure about it all. College hadn’t been the sex bonanza that movies and TV make it out to be. It wasn’t that I was out of shape or inept, no one was confusing me for an athlete or a ladies man of any sort, but I was shy and knew it. I was about 5’11” and 175 lbs and thought I was above average especially against the guys in my department. I told myself I didn’t have the time.

I met a couple of girls from my high school class back in my hometown and had a little bit of fun over the summer (a couple of townies) between freshman and sophomore year, but that was the extent of it, and I started to feel like I was missing out as I walked past the stereotypical Southern Cali blonds every day. The women here were just hotter than my hometown in Oregon. San Diego in the spring wasn’t exactly warm, but girls from all over the country came to study here and expected the beach lifestyle and dressed the part. Short shorts, cropped tops, and some spectacular tits on display. Stereotypes exist for a reason.

I usually ended up taking care of myself at the end of the day, looking at whatever pics I could find on the internet, or picturing one of these girls I’d seen that day walking in the San Diego sun, and then fell asleep, only to repeat it the next day. The year went by like a blur as the tend to do when your days are filled with little variation.

One Monday evening in early May, just as finals were approaching, I sat down at my dorm room desk ready to study for the final only to find my black notebook with all of my Applied Algorithms notes missing from my backpack. “Damn”, I thought. I must have left it in the lecture hall. My name, Mike Greene, and my phone number were written inside the front cover and my only hope is that whoever finds it will give me a call or recognize me from class. It kind of looked like every other notebook though and could easily be gone.

The final is likely a hopeless exercise without that book. It will have to wait until Wednesday. I tried to put it out of my mind for the time being.

Wednesday rolled around but Applied Algos was my last class of the day, starting at 3:45. I ran out of my Microprocessors class and made it to the lecture hall a bit early, hoping to find the notebook sitting around somewhere on a table or shelf, but no luck. I started to panic a bit.

I took a seat and tried to distract myself by playing snake on my Nokia while the lecture hall started to fill up. I barely noticed her sit down a couple of seats away from me.

“Mike?” she said. I turned to the voice and saw her….a girl I’d seen before in the back of the room once or twice. She was about 5’2″, shoulder length black hair, wearing a tight fitting UCSD t-shirt and a jean skirt that came up a couple of inches above her knees. Cute. She had a darker complexion than just a Southern Cal tan. Big brown eyes. Half Indian maybe? I could see her nipples poking through the shirt and I could tell her breasts were a bit larger than the ones from the girls I’d fucked back home.

“Uh, yes?” I replied. “Not sure we’ve met…how do you know my name?”. I could have played this a bit smoother.

She produced my black notebook from her shoulder bag. “It fell out of your backpack when you were walking out last week. I tried to give it back but lost you in the crowd after class” she said.

“Thank you… I was freaking out about this notebook”. I extended my hand to her and she learned forward and shook it with the gentlest of touches. Her nails were a light pink and nicely manicured. As she leaned forward, I could see down the top of her shirt to the lace bra that looked a bit snug.

“I’m Julia”, she said. “I looked through your notebook…your notes are incredible. Hope you don’t mind. I’ve missed a few classes and I’m pretty sure I’m screwed”.

“Would you like to copy it?” I said.

“That would be amazing. Do you live on campus? I can stop by tonight around 8 and use the Kolej Escort copier in the admin office.”, she said.

“Yes…let me write down the hall and room number for you”, I said. I ripped a page out of the back and scribbled my info and handed it to her just as the professor started his lecture. I stole a few glances at her for the next hour and a half but tried to stay focused.

As the lecture ended she stood up. “I’ll drop by around 8”, she said as she held the note I gave her and walked off, let me admire the back side of her. She had a bit of an hourglass to her and her ass was as round as you could hope for.

I walked back to my room after class with the sight of her erect nipples still in my mind. “This seemed a bit too good to be true”, I thought. If I ever had a shot this would be it. She invited herself back to my dorm and I had known her for 30 seconds. That had to be a good sign. I needed to clean up. Who was this girl?

My roommate had transferred at the beginning of the semester and no one filled the empty bed. I didn’t go asking any questions about it. I did my best to make my room as presentable as possible. I changed the sheets. I put away my Playstation. I put on a Pearl Jam album and took a quick shower, doing my best to resist the urge to rub one out before she got here.

At about 8:15 I heard a gentle knock on the door. I opened and found Julia standing there, her shoulder bag in hand. She had changed her top since class, now a black button up shirt with short lace sleeves. One more button was undone than you’d probably expect, and her tits were straining against the remaining ones. They were bigger than I had thought. I could see a some of her stomach above her low cut jeans. A tiny bit of cute pudge.

Julia smiled. “Hey Mike. Sorry I’m a few minutes late. I wanted to change my clothes”

“Wasn’t sure you would show”, I said. “You want me to grab the notebook now? I think you’ve only got about 15 minutes before the copy room closes”.

“Well, I was hoping you could explain last week’s lecture a bit to me first? I missed it. It would help me make sense of the notes”, Julia said.

“Ok…come in. But I guess you’ll have to wait until tomorrow to copy it.”, I said.

“That’s OK”, she said as she sat down on my bed. “You don’t really have any other place to sit, so I hope this is ok?” she asked.

I tried to stay calm as this cute, busty brunette made herself comfortable on my bed. What in the hell is going on? She crossed her legs and sat up and I tossed the notebook on to the bed.

“Whatever gets you into the studying vibe” I said, trying to contain myself as I sat down across from her. “So last week’s lecture?” I turned to the back of the notebook.

We spent the next half hour going through my notes as I tried to explain the concepts. The conversation was interspersed with personal details as her mind wandered. She was from Iowa and was half Indian. She broke up with her high school boyfriend last summer. She’s planning to do an internship in Santa Clara over the summer. Mostly small talk. It was pleasant.

I had been flipping through my notes for a moment, and taken my eyes off of her, but when I looked up a moment later she had uncrossed her legs and I could see straight up her skirt. A pink lace thong. I could clearly make out the outline of her pussy lips. She leaned forward and I could now see down her top. “I think I’ve absorbed enough tonight”, she said as she got up from the bed and stood with her back to me. She looked to the other side of the room to the empty bed and bare walls. I guess I read too much into this as usual.

“You don’t have a roommate? How’d that happen?”, she asked. I shrugged. “Transferred 3 months ago”, I said.

Julia sat down on the empty bed across from me. Is she asking me? I sat down next to her.

“Don’t you get bored living alone?” she asked with a slight smile as she put her hand on my knee. I leaned forward and gave her a light kiss on the lips. As I broke the kiss, she leaned forward and kissed me back. I felt her tongue part my lips. We continued kissing for the next few minutes, the kisses getting sloppier and lustier as the seconds went by.

I slowly started moving my kisses down along her neck. “Mmm…” she moaned lightly. I kept going and was just above her cleavage when I felt her hand on semi erect cock. “Wow…you’re hard and you haven’t even seen my tits yet” she said with a giggle.

As she rubbed my erection through my jeans, I leaned forward to unbutton the last 3 buttons on her top. “Those poor buttons. Really working hard here!” I said laughing. Her matching pink lace bra clasped in the front and I took a moment to admire her cleavage before unclasping it. Her tits popped free and she took her hand from my erection to remove her bra and caress her breasts.

“32DD, in case you were curious? I saw you look down my top in class” she giggled.

“They’re beautiful”, I said. Her areola Kuzey Ankara Escort were light brown, dollar sized with eraser nub nipples on the end. I leaned forward and began sucking her left tit. “Oh…mmm…that one is sensitive” she said.

I stopped sucking to stand up and unzip my jeans. As I lowered my pants the head of my cock was visible above my boxer briefs. “Oh my” she said, as she lowered my boxer briefs and my cock finally sprung free. She stroked my cock up and down. “6 and a half inches”, I said proudly as we traded stats. Julia giggled and a little as she continued stroking my cock, as she was deciding what to do next. Inevitably, she leaned forward and took the head of my cock into her mouth.

For the next few minutes she sucked eagerly, her eyes closing each time she went deep. It was heaven. My cock was soaked from her saliva and I could see it dribbling down to my balls. I could feel her tongue working the head of my cock and my balls started to tighten up. “Much more and I’m going to cum”, I groaned, somehow managing to get the words out. My cock popped out of her mouth.

“No way”, she said. “I want that thing in me!”. She leaned back on the bed and slid her skirt and underwear off. Her pussy lips were swollen and I could see them glistening under the bedside lamp. Her clit was engorged and poking through. She had shaved herself bare save for a small strip.

I dropped to my knees and pulled her forward along the mattress until her pussy was about an inch from my mouth. “Oh!” she said. “I’m pretty wet. My last boyfriend said I tasted good”.

I began licking up and down her pussy lips, pausing to suck on her clit every few licks. A little tease. Julia’s legs were now over my shoulders and I could feel them starting to shake as I lapped my tongue along her slit with more intensity. Julia started moaning lightly and her breathing got shallower. I put two fingers in her pussy and focused intently on her clit. “Cumming….oh…oh….soon” she said between breaths.

I caressed her tits with my free hand and began playing with her nipples when her back arched suddenly and I could feel her pussy clamp down on my fingers. Wow. Julia began moaning so loudly as her orgasm hit that I was sure the RA was going to knock on my door. Her orgasm lasted what seemed like 30 seconds and as it subsided I crawled on top of her and began kissing her, my face covered in her juices. She could taste herself on my tongue. My cock doesn’t stand a chance. She licked her lips.

“That was incredible!” she said. “Ok then. Where do you keep your condom stash?”

I probably should have thought about this. “I don’t think there are any…roommate must have taken them with him”, I said sheepishly. This can’t end like this.

She paused for a moment and rubbed her pussy gently before looking up at me. “My period ended a couple of days ago…. we should be OK” she said. Who was I to argue?

I climbed on top of her and began kissing her again. I slid my cock along her pussy lips slowly. I could feel her hard nipples pressing into my chest. “Stop teasing and put it in me!” she whispered. I angled my cock, slid forward, and melted into her pussy. I held my cock there for a moment, enjoying the wet warmth, and then slowly slid out again. My cock was now slick with her juices and we both admired the sheen as I slid back in. I started rhythmically sliding in and out, trying my best to rub against her clit on each stroke. We kissed sloppily and I nuzzled her ear and neck.

I wanted to see those tits bouncing and decide it was her turn to drive. I put my arms under her and rolled her on top of me. She sat up and positioned her pussy over my cock and slid down. I grabbed a tit and began sucking as she slowly bounced up and down on my cock. Every few thrusts she would pause to rub my cock head on her clit. I could feel my balls tightening once again. This was going to be a massive load.

“You’re going to make me cum soon!” I said, thinking she’d climb off. I could feel my cock swelling. Instead she lowered herself and began gyrating on my cock which sent me over the edge in about 5 seconds flat. I could feel my cock pulsing as jet after jet of cum filled her and quickly began leaking out. “Oh my god!” Julia said, half moaning as her second orgasm washed over her.

After about 20 seconds my orgasm was finished and Julia collapsed on top of me. We caught our breath and exchanged some sloppy kisses. After a few minutes my cock slipped out of her along with more cum as it leaked on to the bed. She rolled next to me.

“I have a confession to make”, she said with a more serious look. Was I about to hear that she had a boyfriend?

“Ah? What?” I said.

“You didn’t lose your notebook. I stole it out of your backpack last week” she said.

“Why?” I said.

“I needed a reason to talk to you. You always seem so focused in class. It’s sexy. That seemed a perfect excuse” she said as though it were Maltepe Escort a regular occurrence in her life.

I laughed. If only she knew.

For the next couple of weeks until finals ended we fucked vigorously a couple of times a day in assorted spots on campus. She’d stop by in the mornings, and then again after class. My room, her room, an empty lecture hall. Sometimes I pulled out, and sometimes I didn’t. She didn’t seem too bothered and I was too horny to worry. One night she mentioned going back on birth control. I guess I had just assumed she was on it, like every other girl on campus. Wasn’t it basically mandatory? Still though, the consequences really didn’t register in my mind. This was too much fun and everything I thought I had been missing.

I quickly discovered one of her fetishes: Cum. One of her favorite things to do was let my cum leak out of her while we sat in class. Occasionally she would wipe some off the inside of her thigh and lick her fingers right there in class. I can’t believe no one noticed, or if they did, I’m sure it made them as hot as it did me. I was hard all class. We’d go back to my dorm room and she’d slide her panties off as soon as we closed the door and lick the remaining cum out of them in front of me.

The second time this happened I ate her out while she spread her legs above me, sucking both of our juices out of her slick pussy. Once I had cleaned her up, we kissed, and then moved to the bed where I made another mess in her from my behind while I stroked her tits and she fingered her clit.

Finals came and the intensity did not slow down. It’s a miracle I passed, and at least a couple of classes that I expected a low A in wound up as a B or B-. Julia was not nearly as engaged in study as I was, and as such she carried a C average that semester.

I knew this would end for the summer as we both had internships lined up, though she didn’t seem too excited at the prospect. We had sex one last time in my dorm after finals were over and the next morning we shared a taxi to the airport where we said goodbye for the summer.

As the summer unfolded, we both got busy with work and didn’t connect much save for a few emails and a phone call in June. As predicted she hated her internship and planned to switch majors.

I was busy though, and stressed out, and Julia featured frequently in my fantasies as I stroked my cock after a long day, imagining her tits bouncing as she rode my cock back in my dorm, or my cum leaking out of her pussy after a vigorous doggy style fuck session. I could only hope she had the same fantasies and wanted to spend time again in the fall.

I looked forward to seeing her in the fall but tried to focus on my internship, hoping in the back of my mind it wasn’t just a stress induced finals fling.

I moved back to San Diego in September. I got a studio apartment a few blocks from campus this time and was looking forward to the extra privacy and my own bathroom for a change.

As I was unpacking my computer I heard the buzz of my phone. It was Julia. I hadn’t seen her in 4 months now. The image of Julia licking my cum out of her panties flashed through my mind and my cock stirred a bit.

“Hey, you back on campus?” she asked.

“Yep…still unpacking. I’ve got a studio apartment now a block from fraternity row. “You?” I replied.

“Moving back tomorrow to on campus housing. Can you meet me in front of the student union tomorrow before class? Say 9?” she asked.

“Sure thing. I’ve missed you and I’ve missed your beautiful tits too!” I said with a laugh. She laughed back. “See you then” she said and hung up.

The next morning, I sat in front of the student union with two coffees and watched the wide-eyed freshman girls search for their first classes. Student groups from all over campus stood and tried to drum up interest in frats, sororities, and all manner of clubs. Finally, I saw Julia walking towards me through the crowd, wearing some low cut jeans and that same black top from our first lovemaking session.

Something had changed. She had gained a bit of weight over the summer. It suited her well but was a tad surprising none the less. Her belly seemed rounder and was poking out above her jeans. Her breasts were popping a bit further out of her shirt than I remember. No complaints here.

She sat down next to me. “You look hot. I thought about you all the time” I said.

“Do I? Not sure I feel that hot” she replied with a sigh.

“Yeah…what’s with that look?” I said. She lifted her shirt a couple more inches and took my hand and placed it on her bare belly. It was round and firmer than I remember. Warm. My cock stirred a little. I looked at her with some confusion.

“Well, uh…we’re having a little girl” she said. My mouth dropped open.

“You’re fucking with me!” I said, still in shock. I could not believe how careless we had been.

Her little belly did look sexy though and my mind started wandering. I had occasionally found myself jerking off to chubbier girls and the occasional pregnant porn video and my excitement began to intensify. I imagined her swollen belly next to me in class, poking out from under her tight shirt. Walking around campus together with everyone looking at us, me and a pregnant college girl, knowing I was the one to knock her up.

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