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Prologue:
This story took place over the Summer of 2021, shortly after the end of my freshman year of college. Naturally, during this time I still lived with my parents in my hometown. When I wasn’t working I spent most of my free time at the gym, working on resume-worthy projects, and (look at the sub’s name) fucking.
This story takes place over the course of two years. We’re going to develop a little bit of context by recounting an event two years ago and then jump to the present day. I started writing this story shortly after it happened so when I say ‘the present day’ I mean shortly after it happened. This story will be finished the day it’s posted to Reddit.
Normal disclaimers, everyone in this story is 18 or older and names/locations have been changed for the sake of privacy
Let’s begin.
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Story:
I graduated high school with a body count of three, which certainly isn’t bad. There was Danielle who I wrote about in two of my past stories, Isabella who I’ve yet to write about, and Daphne. We’ll be talking about Daphne today.
Daphne was a foreign exchange student from Georgia (the country), the way her education in America transferred over was like a gap year. Since public education in Georgia ends with 11th grade she effectively put off college for one year to pursue the foreign exchange program that brought her to my high school.
At this time I was a high school junior but about half of my classes were at the senior level. So naturally, Daphne and I saw each other quite often.
Through a series of events which I will detail in future stories, Daphne and I spent two or so months as friends with benefits, fucking nearly every day up until she finished her program and left America.
Daphne had straight brown hair and olive skin. As for her body, she was about 5’5” with good hips, maybe B cup tits, thick thighs, and large legs. She wasn’t an athlete but she certainly wasn’t overweight. Thinking back to my memories of Daphne it wasn’t so much her physical beauty (and she was beautiful) that made her attractive, it was how she presented herself. She dressed like some high-end model and walked around like a movie star. This made the few things that would (obnoxious man moment incoming) put her just above average seem like the traits of a Greek goddess.
It’s more fitting to call her ‘gorgeous’ than it would be to call her ‘hot’ or ‘sexy’.
It wasn’t uncommon for Daphne to call me at odd times, she did a lot of stuff in and out of school and the same was true for me, naturally, the only times we could ever make our little excursions work was well into the evening, Fridays, and on weekends. Not that I ever minded the time. She made the odd hours more than worth it.
Her host family was very wealthy and left her alone quite often, so I sometimes would be called over while she had her friends over, or for her to sneak away to my house while people were at hers, only for her to go back to the public dawning her I-just-got-railed-face, smelling like sex, and walking funny.
This is precisely what happened the second to last time we had sex.
Daphne had two going away events, one with about 25 people, and another with 3 of her closest girl-friends, and me. The 25 person event was fun, but the smaller one, as you might expect, was much, much better.
I was told to arrive at Daphne’s place at around 6:30 PM, so after finishing up with practice I walked home and freshened up. After some time I biked to Daphne’s house and was greeted with Daphne and Sophie pulling cookies out of the oven. I helped them both prepare food before the other two guests arrived.
Sophie… I’ve always had a thing for Sophie. For posterity, she’s a 5’7” redhead with blue eyes, porcelain skin, freckles, and has an insane set of tits on her, especially for her small frame. As for the rest of her body, while she is quite skinny she definitely has an ass, nothing gigantic but certainly bigger than what would be average for her build. Her hips are equally as incredible and I don’t say that lightly, her figure might just as well be the textbook definition of an hourglass. If you want to equate her appearance with a celebrity… try combining the best features of Brie Larson and Emma Stone, then add freckles and a bubble butt.
Beyond her body, I’d describe Sophie as a ‘granola girl’, look it up and you’ll know what type of person I’m talking about.
Throughout all of high school, Sophie was in a tight-knit relationship, remembering back they were a really nice couple.
Back to the story, Sophie, Daphne, and I set everything up for the get-together, the rest of the guests arrive and we have a good time watching Netflix, spreading gossip, playing Cards Against Humanity, you know the works.
We gave going-away presents to Daphne. I got her a general hodgepodge of my state’s tourist merchandise, looking back I probably could have been more creative. Soon the event started to whine down. We’re at that point in a group gathering when we need to decide if we’re staying over or leaving in the next 30 minutes.
We’re all in the living room, Daphne is partly curling into the side of my chest as we’re both next to each other on the main couch, I have my arm around her and she’s pressing her body into mine. Naturally, I’m rock hard from this, but still, I remain composed.
Despite not ever dating Daphne, I did take on a boyfriend-like role sometimes. I say to Daphne,
“Are you ok? Wanna go to bed?”
“No no no, I’m okay”, she responds as she holds me a little tighter to her.
At this point, she’s basically on top of me the only thing keeping our bodies’ configurations from not being inappropriate and still in the realm of light PDA is the fact that I’m sitting as one normally would on a couch, and only slightly embracing Daphne and she fully embraces me.
I have would initiated had it not been for the three other people in the whole house chilling on their phones in front of us.
Daphne gets her phone out and starts typing something. Twenty seconds later I get a message, “Wanna go upstairs?”
Yes, please.
Daphne gets up first and leads me to her room, holding my hand the whole way there. As we got up from our seats I saw that Daphne’s other guests had noticed our departure and were looking at us, not that I mind them knowing we’re about to fuck, it’s just a little awkward to steal the party’s host like that.
We get to her room and the moment we close the door Daphne wraps her hands around the back of my neck and goes in to kiss me, with her height her lips only manage to come up to about my neck. I lean in and kiss her, simultaneously reaching my hands down to hold her little waist. We stay like this for a minute, kissing for what could reasonably be the last time.
I work my hands up her back and lift her shirt above her head, exposing her black lace bra. Anticipating what’s about to happen she gives me a wide smile, I kiss her deeply.
Holding her waist I lower myself down to her belt. I start to undo her pants but before I do I look up at her.
“May I?” I tease.
“Jesus yes”. Daphne breaths out.
I start taking off her belt and pull down her jeans to reveal her black lace panties, on my knees hold them from both sides and pull them down slowly. Once they’re fully off Daphne delicately steps out of them and widens her stance, lowering her already soaking wet pussy closer to my mouth.
I haven’t even really touched her yet and I can feel the heat radiating off of her, the feeling, even now remembering it years later, is intoxicating.
I tilt my head back and adjust my posture to the point where my lips are right there. Then I start.
Holding onto her soft thighs, one in each arm, I start giving her oral. Kissing her pussy lips first, then licking up and down rhythmically, tilting my head just enough to have my upper lip rub against her clip with each lick.
As I do this she keeps getting wetter and wetter and I get more aggressive, holding onto her legs more tightly pressing my tongue in deeper, and curving it up inside of her. It’s around this point where Daphne starts talking to me in her native tongue and abandons whatever American speech patterns she’s picked up.
From my position, I feel her throw her head back, and like so many times before, and from so many times before, she starts moaning.
I wish I could put into words how she sounded, particularly I wish I could convey her accent over text. Her moans came in short bursts of emotion. With her hands gripping my hair my she’d release “Aaaahh”, before taking a short pause and repeating.
Interestingly even while moaning, she kept her accent.
We’re like 6 minutes in and in a move inspired by wanting to see her face, and also self-preservation I pull out of her completely. I un-tense my spine and return to the slumped state of kneeling on the floor. Daphne’s hands don’t ungrip my hair though, for that to happen I needed to specifically remove her hands with mine.
I get up and my face is covered in her juices.
I look at her, she’s clearly struggling from my having just moved away.
“Do you have a towel?” I ask. “And should we use the same wall?”
Daphne points to her dresser and I get a washcloth to dry my face with, Daphne’s clearly worked up over being partly neglected at this moment, but I let her struggle with it.
The reason I asked her if we should use the ‘same wall’, and why I moved away out of ‘self-preservation’ was because the specific orientation Daphne and I were in is a bit dangerous. Previously I had just had my whole head and neck under the weight of her torso and don’t want to be there if she starts buckling. Putting her against a wall lets her lean on something and stops my face from becoming a support beam.
Daphne assumed the same spread-legged position, this time against a wall and on her toes, and after some time breathing fully I go back to eating her out, this time going back fully intent on making her orgasm, not just to tease her.
I keep working her with my tongue for a few more minutes, holding her soft, now wet, thighs which now tensed up, in preparation for her release.
Soon enough she breaks, holding me by my hair she tightens her grip on me, almost yanking me away from her, and while I’m eating her out I can feel her tense and intense, back and forth. Drops of her moisture drip onto me, and I can’t help but feel proud. This whole time she’s been moaning hard and know for a fact her guests downstairs heard her.
I slow my tongue down and eventually come to a full stop. Daphne releases her hands from my scalp and we both take in the moment. Hearing her exhausted breathing I can’t help but throb a bit in my pants, not that I wasn’t already 100% hard.
Eventually, I stand up and admire her now red face.
Daphne looks at me and gives me her ‘fuck me’ eyes. Not missing a beat I hold her chin up and kiss her, first long and deeply, followed then by small pecks at her lips, and then her chin, and then her neck.
Right then I think her soul came back to her body and she started actually participating.
While I hold her face and suck on her neck Daphne goes for my pants. She starts feeling along the outline of my fat cock through my pants I flex at her delicate touch.
“Let me take it out”.
“Are you sure?” I tease.
“Yes, please let me take it out”.
I finish giving Daphne a small hickey and pull away from her completely. Eager to observe.
Delicately Daphne unbuttoned my pants, unzipped my fly, and shuffled my pants down my legs. Exposing a stronger outline of my dick. Getting down to her knees Daphne, this naked goddess of a woman, loops her fingers into my underwear and slowly pulls down my boxer briefs exposing my rock-hard dick.
It nearly slapped her when she took it out.
Slowly Daphne stroked me, first just working the tip, then she licked up and down the length of my dick using her own spit as a lubricant for this mini-handjob. With both hands, she stroked me down the full length of my shaft, with each stroke she made a point to get one of her hands to bump into my torso.
While she stroked she put her lips on my tip, swirling her tongue in circles.
…
Yeah, she wasn’t very good at giving head, or with her hands. It wasn’t a bad experience though, and it was certainly a step up from what she tried to do to me when we first started hooking up.
I take this… ‘blowjob’ for maybe two minutes before I order Daphne to get on her bed. She jumps at the opportunity, laying on her back and pulling her legs up to her chest.
I take a moment to fully undress and put a condom on before joining Daphne.
Before even kissing her I put the first three inches in, after that I just hold her by the backs of her thighs and press them flat against her chest, and go to town.
Even with just three inches in, Daphne was having difficulty keeping herself under control, letting out a substantial moan when I pressed forward.
“AAAAaHHHHIeeeeeeeeee!!!”
The thing about Daphne is that she’s very responsive, which in this context means she’s very loud.
Putting my weight into it I sink my dick two-thirds of the way in. Thrusting in and out of Daphne, she could only react by screaming erotically.
Not even thirty seconds she orgasms. I haven’t even given her the full length of my cock and she’s cumming all over it. Sex with Daphne has only ever been long, continuous, strings of orgasms.
I power through her orgasms and keep fucking her, now fucking her with all of my dick we start making clapping sounds as my body repeatedly slaps against her wet groin. Thirty seconds later Daphne orgasms again. This time grasping at my back as the waves of pleasure hit her.
Even so soon into fucking her both of our torsos are getting covered in grool from how wet Daphne is.
I keep up with fucking her, more aggressively this time. Briefly, I see Daphne’s eyes open and meet mine. I smile at her but she’s a little too discombobulated to return the expression.
“It is…” the words struggled to leave her mouth as I kept pumping in and out of her.
“It is like two”.
I fucked her harder, Daphne knew exactly what she was doing, she knew I loved her praise and knew exactly what to say to get me even more excited.
At this point, Daphne’s bedframe is knocking against her wall and Daphne herself is on the cusp of another orgasm. Under my weight Daphne couldn’t move, but on top of her, I still felt her trying to fuck me back.
Daphne peaks again, “IT IS LIKE TWO, [u/TRINITYBOOK](https://www.reddit.com/u/TRINITYBOOK/) IT IS LIKE TWO INSIDE OF ME”. Daphne cut herself short and went silent, but this only lasted a few seconds before her legs began to shake and she released another powerful scream of pleasure.
I let go of her legs and they both began shaking hard. Not knowing what to do with my hands I wet my fingers on her drenched stomach and began rubbing one of her nipples and one of her tits.
I keep fucking her through her orgasm but slow to a stop as she comes down from her high. Eventually, I pull out of her completely and move away from her half of the bed leaving her flat on her back with her arm over her face, mouth breathing (mouth gasping really) with her legs still fully primed for sex and her juices leaking out of her, forming a sizable dark spot on her comforter.
Even in my erotic mindset, I try to take a mental image of the cumslut in front of me. Right then I knew I was going to miss Daphne (for both pure and sinful reasons). I remember the moment well.
“I’m going to cum now”.
I took off my condom and readjust myself. Daphne, having been promised more dick snaps into one of my favorite positions, doggy style.
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End Of Part 1: This post is getting a bit long and I’m not even halfway done yet (I also want some feedback on this post before I continue writing) so I’m calling it here. There will be a part two. So stay tuned.
Below is a link to a post where I clarify a few things about this story which, had I mentioned in the text above, would have thrown off the atmosphere I was trying to build. It explains some things I currently anticipate to be FAQs pertaining to this post.
[https://www.reddit.com/user/trinitybook/comments/ry0223/footnotes_the_foreign_exchange_student_and_her/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/user/trinitybook/comments/ry0223/footnotes_the_foreign_exchange_student_and_her/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
Edit: Changed the name of a country.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ry09rg/mf_the_foreign_exchange_student_and_her_best