Turning the hot sorority girl (F22) from a bad girlfriend to my (M21) fuck buddy (Part 2) [MF]

I appreciate the feedback to my initial story about Sarah and I, and because there were requests for more stories, here’s part 2. It picks up immediately after my last posting… [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hdz856/turning_the_hot_sorority_girl_f22_from_a_good/)

….She collapsed on top of me, as I grew soft inside her tight pussy. Our breathing was still heavy, but slowing as her head rested on my chest. The perfect ponytail she had warn all night had nearly slipped off her hair completely, and we were both disheveled from our intense hookup. As she laid there her hair was right in front of my face and with my heavy panting, some of it was entering my mouth. I had to push it out of the way and, reacting to this, she looked up at me with her beautiful blue-green eyes, and teased me, “What, you don’t like the taste of my hair?” I teased her back, “Not as much as I like the taste of other parts of you.” She giggled and smiled, and then began to lift herself out of me. My cock slowly oozing out of her warm tight pussy. Her perfect tits hung in front of my face for a few moments as she lifted herself out of me, before she returned to laying on top of me. Our two bodies naked pressed against each other, the side of her head on my broad chest, her breasts pushed against my ribs, my hand peacefully rested on her ass, and her leg intertwined with mine, it was heaven.

She broke the silence as we came down a bit from the earlier drinking and the passionate hookup. “I can’t believe we just did that,” her gentle hand rubbing up and down my abs as we talked. “I can, you’ve been all over me for weeks!” teasing her as she playfully slapped my stomach and returned the flirting telling me how I had been following her around during class like a puppy dog all semester. We laid there for awhile talking and flirting, bodies still intertwined even as it moved into a more serious discussion. She brought up her boyfriend, and how she wasn’t having fun anymore. They dated beginning with her sophomore year of high school and how she spent so many weekends in college staying in or visiting him, that she was just missing a lot. With him now graduated and in the work force, he hated when she tried to spend weekends with friends on campus, and even when she convinced him to come to our school, all he wanted to do was stay in. It wasn’t fun anymore and she had already missed out on so much the last few months.

I listened and tried not to be too pushy, but I wanted her single. I told her how this is her senior year and how she should be having as much fun as possible and not feel guilty about spending time with her friends. It wasn’t surprising but it was more and more exciting to figure out we were on the same page. I finished my short spiel, “I have a lot of fun with you, and I had a lot of tonight..” Those eyes again looked up at me again and she responded while undoing her ponytail, “I did too.” I went down to kiss her and she kissed me back, much more sentimental than the aggressive make out earlier. I rolled her from on top of me, to her back, kissing her neck as my dick got hard again. I kissed her collarbone and then she softly said my name, “Brian” I looked up at her, “I don’t want you to think I’m a bitch, I’m going to end it with him tomorrow.” I kissed her and told her I would never think that, and asked, “Do you want me to stop, because once you’re single I’m going to be all over you.” She shook her head no, “No I want to feel you inside me again.”

I kissed her again deeply and gripped her ass as one or her legs wrapped itself around mine. I then pulled away and licked two fingers and went down to feel her pussy, which was already more wet than I imagined. I didn’t need to stay there with my hands long and so I got on all fours above her to reach over and grab a condom from the nightstand. As I then kneeled on the bed over her looking down, I almost struggled to unwrap the condom distracted by how sexy she looked in my dimly lit bedroom. Her perfect skin and tits moving up and down from her excited breathing. I came out of it and slid the condom down my shaft.

I lowered myself more gently back on top of her, my head at her chin, lining the tip of my cock up with her wet pussy. I kept my eyes on her face as I slowly slid myself into her. To this day I can get hard, thinking about her mouth opening wider with each centimeter of my shaft sliding in her and stretching her out. The moan she made was both excited and a bit painful from the pressure. I remained slow at first, my face now just higher than hers as I took my time sliding deeply in and slowly out, just leaving the tip inside her. Although she wasn’t as loud as she was when she was riding me, I could tell from her intense eyes contact, the aghast way her lips quivered, and from her moans that she was loving this feeling.

As I felt her hips start to roll into me more, I picked up the pace a bit, kissing her a few times as our bodies bounced in and away from each other. She told me she was getting close again, but I didn’t go faster, until I felt her body ask for it. Her hands wrapped around me and gripped my athletic back at the same time that she wrapped both legs around my body. She pulled me into her chest, and started moaning louder. Finally, those legs that were wrapped around me, really started pulling my groin deep into her. The heels of her feet pressed against my thighs and ass letting me know she wanted me to go deep and go fast, and she wanted it now. It also was a big cue, when over her heavy breathing and moaning, she told me, “You feel so deep, you feel so deep, I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum.” Over her repeated moans I felt her pussy grip my thick cock as she came with me inside her. I hadn’t cum yet, but I loved that feeling even if I couldn’t experience it fully (fucking condoms).

Her body grew soft beneath me as she lovingly kissed me. I didn’t want too stop but I knew it was an emotional night for her, so after a few more minutes of us kissing with me inside her. I pulled out, still hard, but satisfied. After leaving the fun party, being a bit drunk, getting ridden by this perfect ten, a deeper than usual conversation, and then passionately fucking her again, I was actually more than satisfied.

We fell asleep naked in my bed for a few hours until she woke me up way earlier than any reasonable college guy would ever expect to get up. She told me she was going to head back, she needed to call her boyfriend and some girls she lived with were upset with her for hurting Ashley’s feelings from the night before. She told me she was going to walk (it was only 3 blocks), but I told her I’d give her a lift. While she waited for me to put on some clothes, and on the ride over, I was worried because she seemed somber. I tried to cheer her up but that didn’t work and I asked her what was wrong.

We pulled over in front of her house and she told me, “I’m sad because I have to call the guy I’ve been dating for seven years, who means a lot to me, and hurt his feelings. I’m also sad that Ashley likes you too, but I’m not sad about you. I really like you and I have a lot of fun with you.” I held her hand for a brief second and then she kissed me on the cheek and went inside to her house. I was worried that she would have second thoughts, and I started to feel a bit guilty, but when I got back in bed to go back to sleep, I couldn’t not replay the events of the night back in my head and they were really fucking hot. It also helped that I still had the smell of her on my bed sheets.

A few hours later I woke up to a text from Sarah. “Well that was really hard and I’m pretty sure my ex and Ashley both hate me, but I’m single. Thanks for being so sweet last night, I had a lot of fun.” The text came in about 2 hours after I dropped her off. A second text came a couple minutes later, “I’m sure you’re asleep, I’m exhausted, but text me later.” I did text her later to let her know she did the right thing and she should focus on herself (and jokingly) me for the next few months. She responded to my text after her nap and I let her know I was out with some friends at a bar. She came to meet me that afternoon, and that’s when the real no holding back fun started for us for the next several months.

If there’s more interest, I’ll continue with some Sarah stories in the future, but I’m worried I’m boring you people. Always happy to hear critiques and answer questions. I might be focusing too much on the build-up instead of the sex, especially for gonewildstories, but the stories with the good buildup are the ones I’ve enjoyed most and, truthfully, writing about just the sex can start to get repetitive.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hf31j8/turning_the_hot_sorority_girl_f22_from_a_bad