Alison Holmes went to the University of Downshire where she studied
English at Abbottsford and it was for her, like many girls of her age, a life
defining time.
She was in halls for the first year and she shared with three other
girls Amy Coates, a tall big busted girl, Carole Bean a tall, beautiful and
kindly girl and Claire Jarvis a quiet busty brunette.
All four of the girls were studying English in one form or another and
apart from their studies they also had in common the fact they were all natives
of the Finchbottom Vale.
Claire was from Purplemere, Carole from Childean, Alison from Finchbottom and Amy from Shallowfield.
The friendship that resulted from, on the face of it, 4 very different
characters coming together, lasted for their lifetimes and as they got on so
well the four of them decided very early on to rent a house between them for
the second and third years.
Alison was a little bit on the OCD side of normal but she was a nice
girl.
She was, by her own admission, a rather stick thin and plain looking
girl with in her opinion three redeeming features, the most stunning eyes, good
legs, she liked her legs, and straight shoulder length blonde hair.
Alison didn’t have a boyfriend and everyone falsely assumed because of
her germaphobia that she wouldn’t have sex because it was all a bit messy.
But in truth she had more sex the the other three put together, which
was saying something as Amy was quite slutty, monogamous but slutty.
Alison liked sex in fact she really liked sex and subsequently was
certainly the most promiscuous of the four house mates.
She just had two rules which were unnegotiable, firstly she insisted
that the man had to shower first and she had to shower as soon as possible
afterwards.
Also contrary to popular belief she didn’t mind oral sex, but she
would only give head if the recipient wore two condoms.
Even with those stipulations she still got well and truly seen to on a
regular basis and Alisons most regular partner she met by chance and he met her
criteria quite serendipidously.
Her most regular partner, Eric Jespersen, she met by chance after
bumping into him in the park one night and they ended up bumping uglies up
against an old oak tree.
Eric was on his way back to his block after having been swimming and
so he met Alisons criteria however serendipidously.
It turned out to be the first of many such encounters and one of their
favourite venues was the Leisure Centre Swimming pool.
Though the first occasion happened again quite by chance.
Eric was a regular swimmer and he was at the pool almost every day but
for Alison it was a rarity as she wasn’t really sure how hygienic a public pool
could be.
Nonetheless they met after his swim by chance and had sex in the
cubicle and after that they became regulars.
For Alison’s 20th birthday Eric took her to the Dancingdean Spa Hotel
in Childean and she was in paradise, there were so many ways to get clean and
equally as many places to get dirty and for three days they were never dry
especially not Alison.
But that momentous weekend became a turning point in their
relationship firstly because it was during that weekend that their regular
series of casual sexual encounters had turned into a relationship and pure lust
turned to true love, and because of that they became regular guests at the spa.
Most of their time was spent in the water in some shape or form or in
the steam rooms and then they would make love.
“Do you want a massage before we go up?” Eric said as he exited the
pool.
“No” she replied not wanting someone else’s hands on her
“Are you sure?” Eric said
“I’d like a sauna though” she said
“Ok” he replied
“You could do it” Alison said as they sat in the sauna
“Do what darling?”
“A Massage” she replied
“You can do me if you like”
“Ok” he agreed
“Lie down on the bed while I warm the oil” Eric instructed and as he
watched Alison she let the towel fall from her shoulders and kicked it aside
once it hit the floor and then she slipped her costume off her shoulders and
brazenly let the front fall away exposing her small breasts with their aroused
pink nipples.
Alison completed her undress and stood before him, her white flesh,
clean, fresh and flushed slightly pink after their sauna and Eric’s eyes fell
upon her treasures, the cute breasts and the shock of bush forming the delightful
hairy triangle.
Eventually after having tantalized Eric, Alison climbed onto the bed
and lay face down on the towel Eric had prepared and with a throbbing in his
pants Eric applied the oil and began to rub it into her pale skin
“That feels nice” she said
“Only nice?” he asked “The hot oil and my light touch should be better
than nice”
“Hmmm” she responded as he applied more pressure
“That’s with my special ingredient” he said
“Hmmm” she responded again as he worked the muscles in her thighs. “What’s that
then?”
“Love” Eric replied
“You realise you might just get lucky for that” she said
“Good” he said and kneaded her plump little buttocks and slid his
thumbs downward
“Oh God” Alison moaned as his thumbs massaged her labia before his
fingers parted her lips and she gasped
“Ooooh you’re definitely getting lucky” she moaned
Eric pushed her legs slightly apart and slipped his fingertips into
her moistness and Alison responded vociferously as she let out a series of low
muffled moans as his fingers worked at her.
He then pushed her thighs wide open until she was completely
accessible to him and she squirmed in response to his touch.
He bent her right leg at the knee which rolled her hips slightly and
then he climbed on the bed with her.
As he lay between her legs she raised herself up on one elbow and
looked around at him pleadingly so he kissed her hot mouth and cupped her
breast and penetrated her tenderly.
“Oh Eric” she said
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