[28F] My 26F roommate went down on me and it was easily the best orgasm of my life [FF]

This story is actually a bit stale now. I posted it in the days following as a way to get it off my chest and into the world, but I deleted it soon after. It was a cathartic purge and cleanse, in a way. I’m trying to journal more and I like to keep these stories up now to look back and relive/experience the memories. It’s my version of a poorly-written and sloppily-executed Eat Pray Love.

As part of my earlier GoneWild stories, I’ve gotten a lot of questions about the relationship between my roommate and me. For better or worse, my roommate has since moved out due to some semi-related issues that later snowballed out of this originating event. So… maybe this is the villain origin story? Anyway, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed recounting it 😂

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I’ve only been with men in the past. The typical college dare to kiss a girl friend. The sleepover cuddles in bed. The odd lingering stare in the locker room. I wouldn’t say anything out of the ordinary. But a few weeks back, my roommate and I were watching Euphoria together and it prompted this whole conversation about the “wilder” and “experimental” things we tried in college.

As a little bit of context – I get pigeon holed into “that girl with big boobs,” and I totally embrace it! At some instinctual level, I love the attention they demand in a crowd, the inevitable stares, and the idea that someone is going home and masturbating to the memory of my body. I like when my partner plays with them, uses them, obsesses over them, and objectifies me for them. Anyway, I say this all as context because she’s telling me about how her best sexual experience was with another girl. And she starts telling me about how good I look in a swimsuit. That she drunkenly touched herself to one of my pictures a few months ago.

My friend is very charming. She says it all in such a nonchalant casual way that you don’t really realize the implications of what she’s saying and you’re just kinda bashful and appreciative. Even now writing it out, it’s clearer to me how fast it heated up.

She’s telling me about how she’s jealous of the guys that get to motorboat me. And I jokingly tell her she can try too if she wants. Maybe the drinks. Maybe some internalized desire to try something new. Maybe some attraction to her. But, I didn’t really expect her to. And yet she slides on over on our couch, props her hands to my sides, and squeezes my cleavage together as she literally motorboats me.

We’re laughing hysterically and it kinda diffuses the moment, but her face is super close to mine still and she’s leaning into me with the weight of her body on me. We start kissing and her hands are just all over my chest. Long story short – she strips me naked, her top is off, and she goes down on me in our living room. I wouldn’t say any of the past men who have gone down on me were anything special, but they got the job done. This girl was entirely something different though. She was alternating techniques, sucking, teasing with her breath, edging me, fingering me while she’s licking my clit. It was unbelievable. I know I’m still attracted to men, but she easily gave me the best orgasm of my life. It’s not even close…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xg2dr6/28f_my_26f_roommate_went_down_on_me_and_it_was