[M]y childhood [F]riend and I were fuck buddies in college Part 3

Thanks for all the support on this story so far, as its one of my favorite memories of college. You can catch up here if you haven’t read anything so far

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kbb9sz/my_childhood_friend_and_i_were_fuck_buddies_in/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kbt2tx/my_childhood_friend_and_i_were_fuck_buddies_in/)

Not exactly sure how I’m going to proceed from here and how many more posts there will be about Amanda, as I have some of my other college exploits to tell but for now, enjoy more of my story with Amanda.

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So after the night we first hooked up, Amanda and I got together regularly. I would go out on a Friday night and hit her up and next thing you know we would be in either her dorm or mine and fucking like animals.

I explored more and more of her toned body and learned everything that turns her on, and what was a no go.

She loved being fingered and being eaten out, but never at the same time. Amanda liked to have multiple stimulations going.

So if I was fingering her, I was sucking and nibbling on her tits and neck or leaving hickeys on her, something that turned her on immensely in the moment, though I often got scolded for it in the morning (like I said before she’s a sassy one but it makes me want to do it again even more). If I was eating her out, I was pinching her nipples or kneading her breasts or ass.

One hot spring day, I think it was around 95 out (Fahrenheit for you non-Americans), I had left so many hickeys on her the night before that her only option was to wear a turtleneck.

I got a text that afternoon saying, “I hate you Tom”

“That’s not what you were saying last night, last night you were saying how much you loved me inside you” I responded

“I can want your dick but still hate you ya know”

“Fineee what is it now dork” (Amanda absolutely hates being called a dork, dunno why but it’s my subtle way of getting on her nerves. Yes, she’s sexy when she’s mad)

“You left so many marks on me that my only option was to wear a turtleneck! It’s 95 Tom I almost fucking died from the heat”

“Cmon suck it up Amanda it’s just a little heat”

“Just wait til I get my hands on you next” she replied

The next time we fucked she hooked her legs around my waist pulled me deep inside her as I came and left bloody scratches all down my back. Simultaneously one of the best and worst experiences I’ve had in bed. Those scratches fucking hurt for a week. So I guess she made good on her promise.

I got really good at getting her in the mood. She’d come over to just hang out sometimes as we were still really good friends, the sex was just, well a benefit. A couple words from me like, “you know what would be really fun right now? If I put you on your hands and knees and claimed you from behind.” And she would be ready to go.

Of course sometimes I would fake having to do something in another room and then come back up behind her to kiss her neck and start nibbling and leaving tiny marks, and start sliding my hand down her pants. Those times I didn’t even have to use words. She would simply say, “Fuck Tom you know how that gets me going. Now your going to have to fuck me so I’m not so incredibly horny.”

Well duh, why do you think I did it? We fell into an amazing pattern of sex and hooking up on the down low, as we didn’t want our families to find out.

Amanda and I became a blur of sex, alcohol and trying to pass classes.

If you have paid close attention, you may have noticed that not once have I talked about her blowing me or how good or bad her head game was. That’s because she didn’t give head. It might be her one flaw. I can never get a straight answer for why, but every time I asked she never will do it. Didn’t bother me too much, she would just say “Stop asking and just fuck me already” and while a blowjob is great, being inside her tight pussy that fit me like a glove was much much better.

She loved being fucked in doggy and with her legs on my shoulders bent in half, as that’s when I could get deepest inside her when I buried my 7” cock balls deep. Her moans of “Oh Tom you are so fucking deep” and “Tom I fucking love your dick inside me” quickly became my favorite sounds and sounds that I heard quite frequently.

Sometimes I would wear a condom, most of the time I would just cum inside her. I filled her up with my cum more times than I can count. She probably has had more of my cum sprayed inside her than all the other girls Ive been with combined.

God I loved cumming inside her. Hearing her sigh in content as she felt me fill her up is one of the best memories I have of those days, because no matter what kind of sex we had, passionate and slow or rough and hard it always ended with me finishing inside her, and both of us enjoying the feeling of me shooting rope after rope of cum deep into her pussy.

However, once spring break hit, everything took a turn for the worse. She stopped wanting to hook up. I, being a guy, didn’t understand how a one week break from seeing each other and fucking each other’s brains out could suddenly just end like that. She refused to give any explanation, just said we can still hang out as friends, but she didn’t want to have sex for awhile.

That’s how the rest my freshman year turned from one of sex filled fun, to one of silent anger and confusion. We stopped hanging out, as it truly became hard for me to keep from trying to hook up, I mean can you blame me, after all the amazing sex I couldn’t help but want to see her body again after weeks of going at it all alone. It started to rub both of us the wrong way that we weren’t having sex anymore, you could tell she wanted to but held herself back for some reason, yet she still didn’t want to change her mind and fall back into an admittedly wonderful fwb relationship for the both of us.

Our story doesn’t end there, but Amanda and I spent quite awhile apart….

I hope you enjoyed! Please let me know what you thought of this style of story, it’s hard to remember some of the details as often we were drunk, and we really did have an awful lot of sex in those few months.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kdpsvh/my_childhood_friend_and_i_were_fuck_buddies_in

7 comments

  1. Good story. Bummer that she shut it down.

    I assume she met another dude at spring break and didn’t know how to break it to you?

  2. So IMO I think she accidentally got knocked up and during spring break she “had it taken care of” but due to the stress and mental anguish that she went through she could face the fact of what has happened and didn’t want to relive it every time.

  3. Pretty unrelated, but I find it funny that you clarified Fahrenheit, because 95 Celsius would kill you.

  4. Why were you two worried about your families finding out? Your dad’s were best friends – you met at their fraternity. You two were childhood friends. Your families probably would’ve both been thrilled. I mean they don’t need the details but pretty sure they’d think the general idea was great. Did you ever find out why she put the kibosh on things? New boyfriend? Or she decided she wanted to be a regular girlfriend?

  5. Damn. This is so fucking bittersweet. My arousal went up and down like a roller coaster or y = sin x curve.

    Seriously. The great mystery in life for us guys is why a girl can so seem to be into you when you’re into them and inside them.

    Then … no warning just … sorry dude fuck off. It hurts more in one’s heart than it is a boner kill but still sucks man.

    Love your writing bro

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