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I was a nerd back in my early days. Looking exactly how you think with my hair all straight and shiny, clothes clean and pressed. Carrying my books to my next class in college is perfectly symmetrical form by size. All while my slightly oversized black Frame glasses kept sliding down my nose threatening to shatter themselves on the pavement if I took to hard of a step.

I liked it that way then again if one thing was out of place I would break out into unbelievable fits of anxiety and spend hours worrying over something as trivial as a misplaced hair. Sometimes even email professors that I was sick and couldn't come in.

Don't think I really ever missed a class though. I was usually able to pull myself together before each class, maybe even having to take a shower and resculpt myself.

I knew what was "wrong" with me and my OCD. I would always slump in my chair and tried to hide my blushing face in my notebook every time the topic came up in my psychology classes, which seemed like an awful lot at the time.

I didn't have any friends really, I was always too shy to talk to anyone. I was even lucky enough to get a dorm to myself. So I barely talked to anyone except for answering the occasional question asked by a neighbor in my class or to identify the particular vegetable I wanted from the food line.

Other than all that i was pretty boring. I didn't even lose my virginity yet. Believe it or not I didn't lose it till I was half way through college and that is this story.

The lucky boy's name was Mikah. He was an average fox nothing too crazy about him except for the multi colored eyes that I always enjoyed but never really paid attention in the genetics class to understand why something like that would happen.

We met in the library as most sexually repressed bookworms do. I was taking my time and enjoying a book on the birth of behavioral economics, the study of how people deal with money mentally. It was still a relatively new field at the time and I always found it fascinating on just how predictable the brain can be when it comes to any kind of currency.

But anyway back to the good stuff.

It was a busy day in the library for some reason and my favorite spots, the desks with the big walls on either side of you that felt like you were inside a big fort of learning, were all taken. Great and now here was a bigger problem, all of the tables had people sitting at it.

I was screaming internally as I forced myself to sit down at one of the lesser populated tables and started to get out my things. Placing them in a perfectly 180 degree with books positioned and open to specific pages and coordinated by relevance to my research. In a way this helped me with my anxiety. I had a sense of control in what to me felt like a completely chaotic situation.

One would think I was describing an epic battle scene when it was really just a quiet library.

I let out a content sigh as I saw the fox peering over at me. I quietly ignored him and kept doing my work. It wasn't really homework at all, that was long done. This was my own assignment I had given myself.

A few minutes pass, probably a good 15 minutes, and the fox whispers to me.

"Hey!" He said in a kind of hissing hushed tone so not to disturb anyone else.

I looked up for a second and we caught eyes. I was mesmerised by the multi colored pupils at first. The contrast of yellow and blue. It felt like I was staring and I quickly looked down.

"Psst!" He said again.

"Yea?" I finally answered.

"This is gonna sound dumb but can I borrow a pencil. The sharpener ate mine earlier and, well you know."

He seemed almost as anxious as I was. I just nodded and pulled out my pencil case containing mechanical and an assortment of #2s. Handing him one of the mechanical pencils and then taking out a small notebook and pencil.

"What's your name?"

He just stared at me like I was an alien.

"So I know who I am giving it to so I can be sure to get it back."

"Oh uh, Mikah."

"And what dorm room?"

"Really?" He asked tilting his head as I gave him a nod.

"Well the south dorms, 204."

After my log was filled I handed over the pencil and kept working.

A while passed and I had gotten swept up in an article about an experiment called the ultimatum game. It quite fascinating. Unfortunately it was good enough to keep me distracted to let me miss Mikah leaving the table.

My heart started to race as I knew what I had to do. I packed up my things and went off to the south side of campus to the doors with my books stacked just so in my arms.

I climbed the stairs to the second floor and found the door. I shifted the pile of books to one arm and knocked.

Luckily he was in and he looked rather surprised to see me.

"Hey!... Rabbit."

My ears drooped. I hadn't given him my name and now made this more awkward than it already was.

"It's Tabitha and hi. I'm here for my pencil." I said in an almost mumbled tone.

His eyes widened and he snapped his fingers.

"Yeah..right. I think it's in my bag still. Come on in and I will go look for it."

I nodded and stepped in as he hurried over to the side of his bed and fished out a limp booking and began to rifle through it. I stepped over in his small dorm and placed my books on the small round table.

It was a nice little place, like mine, a studio like apartment with just enough room for a twin sized bed, small kitchen table, a couch and a TV.

He kept it clean to at least, not like the others I knew, especially other boys. He had even decorated with a few posters.

I stood there tracing the stock photos of the people on my paych books as I waited until I heard him sigh.

"I don't know what I did with it."

"Really?" Not wanting to look up just in case he was able to read the murder in my eyes.

"It' fine." I lied.

"I kinda feel bad though." Mikah said.

"Can I make it up to you somehow?"

I looked back at him with a slight but forced smile.

"No its ok. It is just a minor inconvenience." I said

He looked at me up and down with a grin of his own.

"How about dinner. It's late and I'm sure you have a long walk across campus."

My ears must of perked up as he mentioned food as he started to pull a few dinners out of the freezer and pull the plastic tops back and put them in the microwave to cook.

I looked at the spinning dish in the microwave with a bit of amazement. I thought he was actually going to try to cook something.

In a few long minutes he pulled the dinners out and sat one in front of me next to my books and got me a chair before sitting down on the other side of the table.

"Thank you." I said before taking a seat and moving my books to one side so they didn't get messy. I ate slow and started with the vegetables as the gravy chicken and stuffing looked a lot less appetizing.

I could feel him staring at me, judging me even as I missed over and over to get the imitation pea on my fork.

"Heh this is the weirdest date I have ever been on." He said jokingly

I looked up immediately. My mind was racing again with the thoughts of "It's not a date" repeating in my mind over and over at what seemed like a mile a minute.

"Sorry bad joke. But I am sure you have been on weirder dates, even if this was one."

I chuckled to myself and sighed. I sighed before admitting that I hadn't been on any dates. He sat back as he looked me over.

"Really?! So you have never had a boyfriend?"

I shook my head.

"Wait does that mean that you're never...done it?"

"That's a little personal... But if you must know, no I haven't."

"Ho! Well you are missing out. It's fantastic. But I still don't get why you haven't even been asked."

I just shrugged.

"I guess no one was interested in the quiet girl and rather go after to the loud and proud sluts."

He laughed and I relaxed some.

"Yeah I suppose that's true. I personally have had quite a bit of fun in my time. Not a crazy amount but enough to know what I am doing to a pretty good extent."

I shifted in my seat uncomfortably.

"Maybe i could show you a thing or two."

As he said this my mind seemed to wander.

"You don't know what you're missing.'

He kept going as I could almost hear my inner thoughts snapping like harsh plucks on a violin. I didn't want to miss out on anything. Even though I hated those sluts in high school I envied them and their popularity. I could of been one of them. Then something snapped.

"Fine!" I said rather harshly and threw my fork onto the table.

"Let's do it then." My tone clearly putting him back a bit.

"I was just joking. I mean it's not like I don't want to its just i don't want you to feel obligated or anything. I want it to be your choice and all."

I stood up.

"This is my choice. We are going to have intercourse."

His eyes started to twitch.

"Please don't call it that. It's not sexy at all."

I looked at him harshly.

"Sex then?"

"No say fuck or something. You don't have to be so PC about it. You're not at home anymore."

"Fine then fuck me already." I ordered even though I had no idea what to do. I had the talk with my parents and all but talking about it and doing it were two completely different things.

"Well we are going to need to get undressed."

I huffed and started pulling off my t-shirt and slipping out of my skirt. Mikah just sat there stunned at what he was seeing before he followed except he removed everything and I stayed in my panties and bra.

He was half hard and throbbing slightly as blood began to collect in the thick shaft.

"Alright now to the couch. We should have the most room there." He said with a slightly uneasy shiver to his voice.

"Would you me on top or you?" He asked politely.

"Doesn't matter." I answered shortly.

He shrugged and sat down, pawing himself off till he was fully erect before inviting me to sit on his lap.

"Panties off first. You don't want to ruin those."

He added and I did as he suggested and sat facing him on his lap. He began to grind himself against my virgin sex as I pinned his shaft between our bodies.

"Feel good."

I looked away as I could feel my face blushing and feeling unbearably warm as he teased me.

"Here try to do it back to me." He said putting his paws on my hips and guided them back and forth. I started to grind against him, letting out soft chirp like moans everytime his tip grazed my soft pink button.

He started to breathe heavier.

"We might need some lube." He said.

"Am I not doing something right?" I asked nervously.

"Oh no you're doing fine. It's just we rushed things and didn't get you ready properly. I'll show you next time."

He said with a smug grin and reached over to the side table and grabbed a purple bottle and pressed a paw into my stomach.

"Here sit back for a minute."

He said as I did so. He held his shaft firmly and squinted a liberal amount of lube onto his tip and stroked it in.

"Oh.. that's nice. I can never get over how good that feels."

I smiled a bit as he put one paw on my hip the other holding his member straight up and down.

He guided me up and set me over his shaft and pressed his tip inside with ease. The lube did wonders to my tight sex, slipping through before he had to stop, feeling a bit of resistance.

"This next part might hurt a little, are you ready?"

I nodded quickly and he shot his hips up roughly into me. I felt a sharp pain in my lower body. I winced and shuddered, even let out a pathetic whimper.

"You still ok?"

I nodded again as I sat in his lap with his member halfway inside of me.

"Now just take it slow."

Mikah took his time thrusting in and out of me. It was an like a deep tissue massage on the inside as his member still agitated the inside tender walls of my virgin sex but worked my fresh nerves wonderfully. A mix of pleasure and pain that sent shivers and swirls of emotion and feeling all over my body.

Soon I was helping. I was bouncing against his thrusts. Before too long my timid body became greedy as I was taking his entire length now with each bounce as he tried to keep pace.

"Hey slow it down a little. You're gonna make me cum way too fast there if you keep using them bunny legs of yours."

I blushed. "Would switching positions help?"

"Doubt it, you're really tight, I don't think a new position going to help me last but hey it's your first time so we do what you want."

I got up eagerly and turned around before sitting back down in what I now know as reverse cowgirl. Little did I know this would become my favorite position of all time.

With a little guidance from him in putting his thick member back inside me and I was off again, bouncing wildly with my hands on his stomach using it as leverage to force myself down harder against him.

"God you're like an old pro." He said.

I was barely listening to him now as my insides began to sing with pleasure. My whole body felt like it was tingling from head to toe as I rode him. Oh god why did I wait so long for this I kept telling myself every time his thick meat rammed inside me.

"Ugh..slow down. You're going to make me cum." He sat back with a determined grin as he watched me rise and fall on his member.

"Tabitha!" He said with a huff finally. "We didn't use a rubber!"

I didn't hear him and wouldn't of listened even if I did. It felt so good that I never wanted to stop.

Suddenly I was taken out of my trance as I felt something hot shoot up inside me. I only was able to bounce a few more times before he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back into him. I could feel him thrusting and pumping himself into me slowly as I kept feeling the hot spurts cling to my inner walls.

He held me tight against himself, mostly to keep me from bouncing on his sensitive tip.

"Please tell me you're on something." He whispered into my ear as we both sat catching our breath. I just shook my head no and he sighed loudly.

"Well this will be a first time you may never forget then." He tried to joke as I tried to grind against him.

"When is round two?" I asked eagerly.

"You're possibly pregnant and your only concern is if we can do it again?"

I turned around and looked at him like he asked the stupidest question in the world.

"FIne..I guess after a movie so I can recharge?"

I nodded with a big smile and got up off him.

I stayed the night in his solo dorm and went another two rounds before falling asleep on his couch. I changed that night, for the better for sure. My mind was open to a new experience one I was now addicted to, the extent of which I was only starting to understand.