Yes

Brooke stood up and pulled the nightie over her head, dropping it at her feet. “Come on in, Matt, it’s open.” She stood there, aroused and naked as he walked in. She could see the bulge in his pants already, and sighed softly, thinking of him again being inside her. He stepped toward her and she began to unfasten his pants and they moved to her bed, Brooke opening wide, and Matt climbing between her legs, gently pushing his huge penis into her still moist and waiting pussy, where he gently loved her until they both came again and again.

There were no classes yet, but there was another orientation session the next morning, and Brooke awoke alone, naked, and feeling very satisfied. Matt had left a note for her, saying he would be back the following Monday, and would stop by. She smiled, and wondered if what she was feeling was real, was yesterday real? Did she really not only record a porn interview but also spend the night fucking with Matt? She hurried to dress in cute panties, a pretty bra, jeans and a long sleeve tee shirt, covered by an unbuttoned flannel shirt. She still loved to show off her chest, and smiled at herself in the mirror as she left, boxes and bags still unpacked in her room. She said to herself, ‘I’ve got to get unpacked before classes start on Monday,’ and she walked out of the room and onto the square to walk to the orientation session, which included lunch and a short afternoon session. It was Friday evening when she returned to campus, still feeling so satisfied and tired from yesterday’s events. She undressed and put on her most comfortable jammies, and fell asleep quickly, and slept through to nearly 8am Saturday.

Brooke stretched and yawned as she awoke. She looked around her dorm room. Boxes and bags and a few suitcases still cluttered the room she has been living in since Monday. She had her work cut out for her already, she had to get the room ready for school, so she put on panties, shorts, a sports bra and tank top and began to move things around and set up her room. She had only opened one bag of bathroom things like soap and shampoo, a box of towels and a garment bag of clothes so far. She moved her desk and bed and sofa, arranging things around the room the way she wanted, and then began to move and open boxes and set up her new living quarters.

She first unpacked all her clothes, enjoying looking at the pretty things she could now wear, now that she was less porky. She wondered if Matt would like this dress, would he like her choices of leggings and flowing tops? She loved those things to wear. Would he come back on Monday as promised? She hoped so. Next, she set up her desk and study area. She was a good student, and loved learning. Finally she set up her bathroom, opening the last of the boxes and her personal items in the pretty print bag.

Opening that bag caused her to stop. Her birth control was there. Unopened.

When Brooke and her high school boyfriend started dating, she knew she was going to need birth control, because being he was interested in having sex. She was horny, and knew enough to get by, but his small penis, while potent enough to get her pregnant, was not satisfying, but in order to keep him as a boyfriend at least until the prom, she gave in to him. It was the one thing she regretted about high school except for being so out of shape, but now all that had changed. She continued taking the birth control until graduation from high school, but then, as she was working out, and losing weight, she stopped until she was headed for college, planning to start it again at the end of her last period, which was over a week ago.

She thought her first time needing it would be when she met that guy who seemed so perfect, but was always so busy, too busy to meet for a date. Then she found out why, he was banging that slutty, flat chested sorority girl. Why waste good **** on a guy who was never going to be a keeper?

She recalled the thoughts in her head as she was getting ready to fuck with Matt. She was on birth control, so why not fuck him? There was the problem: She WAS on birth control, but not now.

“Fuck! What did I do?”