[MT] Cum swapping with my girlfriend in college.

Sorry this is a bit long…

Back in college, I was a nerdy computer science major, and roughly dressed the part – I wore graphic tees with excruciatingly pedantic designs, wore a mop of messy unkempt black hair, and walked around in flip flops until the weather made it unbearable. My only redeeming quality was that I was not terrible-looking, and I was in fantastic shape at that point – I wasn’t the most athletic guy, but I spent a lot of time at the gym. And so, I’d had girlfriends before, but as you might have expected, I was about as smooth as your typical computer science major and so aside from one awkward, messy night of sex, they never really went anywhere.

So when college hit, I felt this was my chance to come out of my shell, sleep with some girls, and explore (not unlike most nerdy college freshman). But I went to my first party, and, having not had any alcohol before, drank something like 1/6th of a handle of vodka and got absolutely black out drunk and woke up on the floor of the communal bathroom (not even of my own dorm). My friend later told me I’d stripped down to my boxers, began yelling something about love, I then proceeded to start biting things and flirting with random strangers.

While this is a shit gonewildstory so far, that night was where everything started. The party happened on a Sunday (yes, a Sunday. Fucking college kids, right?), and I somehow dragged myself to class the next day. As I walked to class, I passed tons of people that I had no recollection of meeting, yet who would generally either smile and say hello, laughingly, or, gesticulate wildly in a way that I can only suspect resembled something I’d done the night before.

But, fortunately, it also meant I had the chance to meet Meghan.
I crawled into a seat in my intro CS class, and I basically just passed the fuck out. Head down on desk, drooling. Not a pretty sight. After a few motionless minutes, I blinked open my crusty eyes and slurped up my drool, thinking I should at least get out some paper and pretend to take notes. And that’s when I first saw her – her head tilted to the side, grinning widely, staring right at me, in the seat right next to mine. “Oh shit,” I believe were my first words, too startled and a bit upset to realize the girl staring at my was absolutely gorgeous. She had these beautiful, doe-eyes that turned into half-moons when she smiled. A little bit wide-set, but only reinforcing all the more this innocent, puppy-dog friendliness she had. Her hair was wavy and long and brown, and she had a tiny frame – 5’3″ she claimed, but I swear she was only 5’1.5″ at best. She had a radiant smile and a cute button nose. I can ironically recall her first words to me perfectly: “remember me?” with a smile infused with laughter.

“No what the shit why did you do that.”

She pursed her lips together to contain her laugh, and she proceeded to regale me of my attempts to eat her hair the night before. I guess I’d told her my life story, starting from my quiz kids days all the way down to how I’d thrown out my back in middle school trying to suck myself. I was hugely embarrassed, so I apologized, she told me it was fine, and we got to talking a bit as I fumbled for a subject. It was really just an awkward five minute conversation before class, talking about our past high school experiences – she was from Florida, I was from upstate New York.

And we started sitting together in class. She’d draw on my notes, these little ugly giraffes with dots for eyes. And I’d try to do the same, but I could only manage to draw dumb-looking elephants, without the girly cuteness of her drawings. We flirted often, and at the end of the semester, I finally mustered the courage to ask her out. She said yes, and I cooked her a meal in my dorm’s public kitchen. We went on a few more dates, and to my delight, had some long make-out sessions on my futon, but nothing more. She was reluctant to get intimate, and I, with all the pent-up frustration of a college freshman, one day just directly asked her why.

And that was when she told me – she was a “transwoman,” with no intention of getting sex reassignment surgery. Insensitively, I laughed and said “what?”, in disbelief. I regret my response so much now, but I just had no idea and no experience with this. I remember being a bit surprised that she also hadn’t told me sooner, but on pressuring her, she told me she was worried I’d take it the wrong way. She had only had bad experiences with her ex-boyfriends. When she finally trusted them enough to get intimate, they had grown disgusted and angry, and that was the end of that. She was in tears at this point (seriously sorry for wrecking your boner), but I reassured her it didn’t matter to me – she was beautiful and I was, to be honest, in love with her at that point, though I hadn’t said it yet, and I didn’t care. I’d experimented a bit on my own as she might remember, I said, to which she laughed. She told me she had to think about it all a bit more and give me some time as well, so we called it a night and I walked her back to her dorm.

A few days later, she sends me a text, “i’m ready want to play around a little?” And I was at her place in an instant – I was in the library and just left all my shit there with a friend I was studying with. Luckily he was a good guy and, teasing me a bit about it later, brought my shit back to the dorm room and left it with my roommate. When I got to Meg’s place, she answered the door wearing this black tanktop I loved, with a loose grey cardigan/shawl thing draped over her shoulders and some black jeans. The tanktop tightly hugged her small, but supple tits. I looked her up and down in a pretty pervy way, and I remember her saying to me “my roommates are gone I think,” and I immediately grabbed hold of her and started kissing her. I pulled away slightly, looking into her big beautiful brown eyes, and sucked playfully on her lips. She let out a little moan and I drew her in closer, pushing my chest against hers. I could feel her small supple breasts against my chest – she wasn’t wearing a bra. I kissed her deeper, our tongues touching lightly at first, then quickly growing entangled. This was the best kiss I’ve ever had – her tongue so soft and curious, with just the right amount of wet.

She had had this habit of keeping her hips at a distance, and now I knew why. I put my hands around her hips, and pushed them against mine. She resisted, but as soon as I felt her small bulge brush up against mine, I couldn’t resist and pushed her cock full on against mine. As soon as I felt the full length of it, somehow it felt so natural. We both let out a moan, and she succumbed to my push. Our bodies intertwined, we slowly took steps towards her room, and we collapsed on the bed, breathing hard. I immediately placed my hand on one of her breasts, over her tanktop, drunk in the suppleness of it. She smiled coyly, and I dragged my tongue lightly down her neck and to her breasts. I circled her right nipple with the tip of my tongue, staring up at her all the while. I nibbled lightly, to her satisfaction, and after a few minutes of teasing and groping, she blurted out “JUST SUCK ME ALREADY,” then stared at me lustfully with a bite of her lip. I smiled, feeling a bit nervous, but ready. I unbuttoned her jeans and basically ripped them off. I could see her bulge jumping out of her panties, and suddenly my nerves were gone. I pulled down her panties and was in shock – how could she make her cock look so sexy, so tasty? It was on the smaller end of average, and Meg was completely clean-shaven, giving her cock a sleek femininity. It was so smooth and perfectly proportioned. I’ve never seen another one in person, but this was beautiful enough to burn in my mind for a lifetime. “About 5 inches long, and a little thin at 4 inches or so,” she told me, reluctantly. I stared at it for a second, but just couldn’t resist it any longer. I kissed her throbbing head, and she let out a deep breath. I wet my lips and ran them up and down her shaft, and she started to moan. Unable to wait, I parted my lips and let her cock into my mouth. It was warm and smooth, and she was so hard.

And the most shocking part? I loved it. I loved her taste – sweaty and sticky and her bits of precum just the slightest bit sweet. With my hands still fondling her tits, I began to bring my head up and down on her delicious cock. Faster and faster, until she stopped me, tensing her body. “Wait wait, can I lick you too?” And without a second lost, she crawled on top of me, her cock straight in my face, her soft balls pushing against my nose. And then, suddenly, she gobbled up mine.

I’d gotten a couple blowjobs before, but nothing like this. I’m also about average, ~6 inches in length with a thickness of about 4.5 inches, and so she had no trouble taking all of me in her mouth, immediately. I was in such an overwhelming state of ecstasy and shock I couldn’t do anything but hold her rigid cock in my mouth, motionless. “How do you do that?” I managed to squeak out. She paused, took my cock out of her mouth, and she taught me. We had a brief, 45-second lesson on how to deep-throat – something I’d never thought I’d have in my life, but with a demonstration, she taught me how to open my throat and suppress my gag reflex.

We got back into position after a little bit of a laugh, and soon all of her was in my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I gagged a couple times, but I was too excited at the thought of her cock filling my throat to stop. It felt like a battle – both of us moaning, both of our hard cocks dripping wet in each other’s mouths, fighting to make the other come first. After a few more minutes (haha maybe just one more minute) of this, she pulled my cock out of her mouth and breathlessly said, “I need to cum can we cum at the same time?” And I responded equally breathlessly “yeah.” “Don’t swallow,” she exclaimed, and got back to work.

We both began to work faster and we both started thrusting into each other’s mouths. I tried to mimic the way she was doing it – keeping my mouth open wide, throat open so her cock could slide in and out easily. She pulled on my balls, and we thrusted faster and faster, faster and faster. Her cock was drenched in my bubbly drool at this point, and it grew larger and warmer and stiffer in my mouth until she suddenly moaned heavily, her voice muffled by my cock in her mouth, and her cock spasmed and stiffened and she came, hard. I felt a hot flush of cum dribble down my throat and fill my mouth – sweet and so, so much. She drank tons of juice daily, basically in place of water, and it paid off. There were ropes and ropes of sweet cum gushing out of her cock. It turned me on so much that I came instantly in her mouth. I felt a shiver fill my body as her juices filled my mouth and mine filled hers. My mouth was so full that it dribbled down my cheeks as she continued to thrust her cock into my face. Both our mouths full of cum, she turned around and laid down on top of me. Before I could say a thing or do anything with the cum in my mouth, she kissed me hard, our tongues touching and swirling in our mixed cum. Gravity drained all my cum from her mouth to mine, so I sat up, laid her down and dripped both our loads back into hers. We kissed and took turns swapping the massive load back and forth. And it got so messy – it dribbled down the sides of our mouths, onto our pillows, all over her face and down her tits. We had lost a bit of it all over the place, but the cum seemed endless. Finally, after another minute or so of saving the mix of our flavors, Meghan drew her tongue away, taking some cum with her, and leaving a sizable amount in my own mouth. And then she swallowed, smiling, and told me it was my turn. She asked me if she could kiss me as I swallowed the rest. I nodded, and I sucked on her tongue as I swallowed the rest of the cum. We collapsed in a heap next to each other, and we fell asleep with her in my arms.

This was probably one of the most fun, adventurous relationships I ever had. Meg eventually transferred schools and moved back to Florida, and you know how hard distance can make things. Our relationship fizzled after about a year, but we’re still pretty good friends. I never had the opportunity to date a transwoman again, but I’ll post more about our escapades if you’re all interested. :)

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