The Sexual Memoir of Emma: A Whole New World Read Free Page A

professor is young and hot,” said Bryan.
     
    “That does help. I’m sure
he’ll have his pick of them this year, looking like he does and
teaching that course,” Megan said.
     
    “What course?” I asked
between long sucks on the straw of my drink.
     
    “Sexual Diversity in
Society. It’s this great sociology course. It’s an upper level
course so you might not be able to take it for a couple of years.
But, in my opinion, it will be worth the wait,” Megan
said.
     
    “And she thinks the
professor is hot,” Bryan said.
     
    “Well, if you’re going to be
talking in front of strangers about how many times you masturbate a
week or whether you like anal sex, wouldn’t you want a hot guy
mediating that discussion to sort of…get you going?”
     
    “Do you like anal sex?” Robbie asked teasingly.
     
    “And how many times a week
do you masturbate? Inquiring minds want to know?” Bryan
asked.
     
    “Do tell,” I added,
immediately regretting my attempt at being part of the
conversation. I actually did want to know, though. The image of
Megan on her back in my bed with her legs spread pulling a vibrator
in and out of her popped into my head. The thought brought about a
tingling sensation in my pussy. Unfortunately, my pushing her upset
the invisible pecking order that I was not aware of until that
moment.
     
    Megan slowly turned her
whole attention to me. I nervously took another long suck on my
straw that ended with the sound of slurping. My chest and face felt
hot.
     
    “Emma. As our newest member,
we need to learn more about you. Why don’t you start by telling us
how many times you masturbate in a week,” Megan said with a smirk on her
face.
     
    The whole table was silent,
waiting eagerly for my answer. Their eyes were boring holes in me
and I could only imagine the images that were in their minds the
way Megan had been in mine.
     
    “Well,” I said, not wanting
to back down and be ignored for the rest of year, “I used to once a
week or so with the shower head and a shampoo bottle back home. But
I haven’t done it since I got here.” I couldn’t believe I just
shared that.
     
    “Why not?” Robbie asked. I
looked around, stalling, and saw Megan’s smirk had been replaced
with a triumphant look. I also caught Alec’s eye. His warm smile
was a welcome refuge from the hot seat I was sitting in. He
motioned with his eyes towards my empty glass then nodded his head
slightly to see if I wanted another. I nodded my head. I would need
another drink if I was going to get through this hazing
tonight.
     
    “Well…?” Robbie
asked.
     
    “You don’t have a vibrator
do you?” asked Megan. She looked around and noticed me staring at
the Alec who had gone about making my drink.
     
     
    “You don’t need a vibrator.
You need a man, don’t you?” she asked.
     
    “What are you talking about,
Megan? We’re talking about masturbation here, not sex,” Bryan
said.
     
    “We may be talking about
masturbation, but she’s thinking about Alec taking her,” Megan
replied.
     
    I had allowed the
conversation to continue without me since I was distracted, as
Megan pointed out. When I heard her say the words ‘Alec taking her’
that image popped into my head. We were on my bed his naked body
over mine, his hips thrusting into me hard, my legs wrapped around
his waist, and me moaning loudly. The image brought a new pulsing
to my sex.
     
    “Emma, you need to take that
bartender home tonight, don’t you?” Robbie teased, nudging Megan as
he did so.
     
    The fact that they wouldn’t
move on and required an answer of some kind from me brought me back
to the present.
     
    “No, I don’t own a vibrator.
And Alec is pretty hot, but I thought dorm security wouldn’t let
you bring non-residents inside later than, like, ten o’clock?” The
whole table erupted in laughter at my answer.
     
    “You are just the cutest
thing and you don’t even know it,” exclaimed Bryan.
     
    “You can bring