This would be spring of 1999. My second semester senior year at the University of Wisconsin I met a sophomore named Becky. I had already completed all of the coursework for my psych. major, and I was this semester completing my second major in journalism. She was just beginning in that major. It was just bad timing because it was clear to both of us that we would have been a great couple had we met earlier in our college careers. It was such a shame because, though there were no shortage of attractive females in the journalism school, oddly enough I never got any dates/hook-ups out of that major. Finally, I meet a cute, so so sweet girl who sees me as a mentor of sorts in the area she’s majoring, and I’m graduating in May.
There was just enough time before graduation for a pleasant hook-up. She and her roommates threw a party that she invited me to attend. As the evening wore on and most people left, we started making out on the couch. The lights were off so no one really saw us doing anything, and all there was to speak of was kissing, my fondling her rather round breasts over her blouse, and rubbing her vagina over her black, rayon pants (remember those relics of the mid-late ’90’s?).
Lo and behold, I visited UW with friends that summer, and Becky was staying for summer school. She agreed to meet me out with my friends, and let me walk her back to the apartment she was renting. She invited me up, but told me we needed to be super quiet because her mom and sister were visiting, and asleep in the second bedroom. And not uncommon for 2-bedroom apartments at UW, her room and the 2nd bedroom shared a wall.
In her bedroom we got naked fairly quickly. As I had imagined from fondling them during our past session, Becky had firm, round breasts. This time, the closed door and generous lamp light allowed me to enjoy the sight of reddish brown nipples, and a nice, not-overly-big but definite ‘bubble’ butt. Even though she was only two years behind me, she was of a new generation ‘pubic-ly’, sporting a narrow”landing strip” bush. Coarse and black pubic hair, shaved into a rectangle over her clit, but fortunately she kept the hair growing down her labia majora. Real stretchy reddish brown labia minora – same color as her nipples.
Really liking what I was seeing and also enjoying her subtle but unmistakable pussy scent, I started eating Becky out. I remember of course opening up her stretchy pussy, sticking my tongue inside and flicking her clitorus with my tongue. But I also have a distinct recollection of kissing and licking the hair along her labia majora. She then blew me. Really good head. Some deep throating and a lot of flicking the head with her tongue. When she got me to the point-of-no-return, I uttered, “Oh Becky, I feel like I’m about ready to cum.” No reaction. Becky held firm and kept bobbing her head as before. I nutted in her mouth; she swallowed every spurt. Now for the first time I notice a Solo cup of water on her night table. She reached for it and gulped down a few swallows of water to wash down my load. She must have placed it there before she met me out in anticipation of these festivities which turned me on to no end. I ate her out again and once again Becky blew me. Even though it was the second time she gave me an awesome intense orgasm. I announced, but, again, she held firm. Once again I deposited my semen down her throat. And once again she gulped down some water afterwards. I ate her out a third time. I’m licking her lips, clit, and all of her pubic hair yet again, and her pussy smells just as fresh as when I started. Becky then dutifully blew me again and swallowed. Again with the Solo cup of water.
As the sun was rising, Becky lay on her belly with her ass slightly elevated. I laid on top of her kissing her shoulders. To this day I think she would have let me have sex with her, but I didn’t enter her. Remembering that her mom was in the other room (and potentially awake after all these hours, I didn’t want her to hear her daughter getting fucked. I could just tell what it would sound like slamming my pelvis against that bubble butt of hers and I was afraid the mom would hear. I still regret that I didn’t go all the way because that was the last time I saw Becky. But at the time it didn’t seem right with her mother in the next room.
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Good enough head to bust three nuts and swallowed like a good slut. She must have been full.