The summer before I left for college, I started talking to Amanda. Amanda was a year behind me in school and was friends with the girls who would “run the school” next year during their senior year. She was about 5’2″, long brunette hair that had waves in it, and was a self-described “melting pot of ethnicity” which gave her the look of always having a great tan. She had big brown eyes and these wonderful, plump and pouty lips that were extremely expressive. And while she didn’t have much of a chest, Amanda had this incredible ass, likely helped by her extra-curriculars in cross country and basketball. It is without a doubt one of the best asses I’ve been blessed with seeing.
Amanda and I talked a lot over the course of those couple months. Our conversations would more than occasionally cross that wonderful line into sexting and we had a couple fantastic make out sessions at parties. Truth be told though, I was significantly more interested in hanging out with my high school buddies before we all went off to college than I was seeing a girl who had the potential of becoming a girlfriend before I finally gained my collegiate freedom. Before long, I moved a couple hours away and our conversations became less frequent.
A couple months later, I texted Amanda to wish her a happy birthday. We ended up talking for most of the day and ended it with a 90 minute phone call once I wrapped up my classes. It was really good to hear her voice and that sparked another good run of staying in contact with each other. My winter break was getting close, so we made a promise to each other to at the very least grab a dinner or two while I was home for a couple weeks. My birthday is only a couple weeks after hers and a couple days before final exams would start, and when I woke up on my birthday, I saw she had already texted me. When I opened those texts, my jaw absolutely dropped. Amanda had taken several different pictures of herself: one fresh out of the shower with a towel hanging dangerously low, one mirror selfie with her just in underwear which really emphasized her ass, and the last one with the phone propped up and her sprawled naked on her bed. The only text read “happy birthday, you’ll want to keep your promise when you get home.”
Flash forward a week and I had managed to get through my finals and was home for the next month and a half. As fate would have it, my parents would be out of town for a week immediately following the holidays. Amanda and I were in constant communication at this point, the conversation rarely drifting from what we were going to do to each other when we finally got the chance. She told me she had only ever had sex with one other guy and while she enjoyed it, it was extremely vanilla and she wanted to get to know herself better. She even sent me a couple porn videos that she had watched, none of them with extremely rough sex, but definitely more than she had experienced. I let her know when my parents would be leaving for the airport and she planned to be at the house within the hour of their departure. I had picked up a bottle of wine from a local liquor store that spent less than a second looking at my Oregon fake ID, and when Amanda came over, there was already a glass poured for her.
As bad as we wanted to jump each other the second she walked through the door, my high school aged brother and his friends were busy drinking their Mike’s Hard in the living room and we decided to not give them a show. They would be getting a ride to another friend’s house shortly, and I had told Amanda to bring a swimsuit over so we could use the hot tub in the snow. We decided to take advantage of that situation immediately to kill some time. Amanda put on her bikini, I threw on some boxer briefs and we drank the bottle of wine in the dark hot tub, the moon’s reflection off the snow serving as the only light. Amanda’s bikini top lasted all of five seconds in the hot tub as she straddled my lap and we enjoyed each other’s conversation (and each other’s bodies with our hands under the water). We made out in the hot water, our bodies pressed together to keep our torsos warm in the cold winter air.
Amanda is a fantastic kisser, possibly the best I’ve ever experienced. I mentioned before how she has incredible lips and she always tasted like she had a faint fruity lip balm on. When she kissed, she would almost always kiss with her entire body, gyrating her hips on top of me, pressing her chest into mine to minimize the space between us. She would use the perfect amount of tongue, just barely flicking it against mine, and she would occasionally suck on my tongue, which might sound strange but she’s the only one who has ever done that to me and it was incredible. She would bite on my lower lip and nibble on the lobe of my ear as I kissed her neck which would drive me crazy. When we took a break to catch our breath, I looked into her eyes and didn’t even have to ask if she wanted to go to my room. We simply locked eyes and she got the message, grabbing her bikini top and towel and walking straight inside and up the stairs.
We raced to my bedroom and I sat on the edge of the bed with her again straddling me. We made out hard now, with the intensity and anticipation busting at the seams. Amanda took off my shorts and dropped to her knees in front of me, looking up with those gorgeous brown eyes. I had a full length mirror in my room that she knelt in front of, giving me an incredible view of her fat ass. She slowly licked up and down my shaft, swirling my head in her mouth before slowly dropping those beautiful lips down my length. She did a wonderful job of taking all of my dick into her mouth, and the enthusiasm she showed was unparalleled, rarely ever breaking eye contact. It was sloppy which just makes it all the better, and the first time she took me down her throat she let out a very content moan. The next time she took me deep, I held the back of her head there and gave one or two gentle thrusts. She pulled her lips off my cock with a gasp and, while catching her breath, said “whoa… I liked when you did that.”
“Really? Like when I take control like that?”
She had already put my cock back in her mouth and simply just let out a moan of approval. That gave me the okay to start pushing the boundaries a little bit to see how far I could take it, so I kept my hand on the back of her head and encouraged her through it, telling her how good she looked with my cock down her throat and how the sluttier she gets, the better it makes me feel. This only made her moan louder and she moved a hand from my thigh to her clit and started furiously rubbing in circles.
Before long, I pulled her back up into my lap and laid us down on the bed. She was moving her hips around on me, rubbing my dick against the wetness of her pussy. Amanda practically whimpered as my cock head pressed against her clit, but I couldn’t continue first without tasting her. I hooked my arms under her legs and pulled her up so her pussy was sitting right above my face. She gasped loudly when my tongue first made contact with her clit, and grasped the headboard to sturdy herself. She rode my face for what felt like a heavenly forever, her pussy soaked and greedily accepting a finger or two as I licked and sucked on her clit. She leaned back slightly to jerk me off as I ate her, and I could hear her orgasm rising in her shaky moans. Amanda begged me for my cock, telling me she wanted to cum with me deep inside her. I quickly lifted her off of me, grabbed a condom, pushed her onto all fours and lined myself up behind her.
As I slowly lowered myself into her, Amanda’s noises went from a high-pitched whimper to a deep, guttural moan. She let out a low, drawn-out “fuck” the first time I bottomed out in her, wiggling her ass in front of me, desperate for me to start pumping into her. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, “are you going to be a good slut for me?” Amanda’s response set the course for my sex life, a breathless, “yes Daddy, anything you want of mine is yours.” I let out a groan to that and immediately started fucking her, building quickly from a slow pump to a rapid fuck. It didn’t take long for her arms to give out holding her up, her upper body falling into the mattress, her ass pointed to the sky and her face sideways against a pillow that poorly muffled her loud noises. I grabbed her wrists and pinned them behind her back with one hand, and took my other to give her a hard smack across her ass. “FUCK, yes” she cried, “again Daddy, again.” Before long both of her ass cheeks were red and Amanda was whimpering facedown in the mattress.
I could feel myself getting close to finishing and let her know. I flipped her over and entered her dripping pussy with one of her legs over my shoulder. She was rubbing her clit hard at this point and she told me she was right on the edge and begged for me to fuck her harder. I gave her everything my hips had at that point, driving her into the bed as she grasped at my arm. Right before I finished, I reached down and wrapped my free hand around Amanda’s throat. The second my hand closed and applied pressure, I watched her eyes roll back in her head, her pussy clamped down on my dick, and she let out a loud pleasure-filled scream. The way her pussy squeezed my cock, I couldn’t hold back any longer, so I pulled out, tore off the condom, and painted Amanda’s stomach and chest with ropes of cum.
We spent the next couple minutes catching our breath, cuddling a little and laughing at how exhausted we were. Her hand drifted down to my rapidly deflating cock and she did her best to keep it up. When that failed, she dropped down and gave me slow head which was very effective in bringing me back up. Once hard again, Amanda swung a leg over my waist, and immediately slid my cock back into her pussy without a condom. Neither of us had ever fucked without a condom before, and the sensations that went through our bodies caused both of us to shiver. She slowly rocked her hips back and forth before laying down on me, chest to chest, bouncing her ass with slow, intentional movements. We kissed passionately during that session, my hands running up and down her back, grabbing handfuls of her incredible ass or holding the back of her head so she couldn’t pull away from me. We never picked up the pace, just slowly fucking, kissing, and breathing into each other’s mouths. She came hard twice that time and when I told her I was about to cum, she slid down and took me down her throat.
She stayed over for the next couple days and we fucked non-stop, always trying new things. Her new favorite thing was to be choked, she begged me to cum on her face, and even tried taking my cock in her ass before deciding that we’ll have to work more towards that in the future, although a finger in there while she rode me was always welcome. Over the next couple years, we would always fuck when we were in the same area and both single (although a time or two that didn’t stop us), but those sadly ended up being few and far between.
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