[F] How I became known as the university slut

This happened shortly after I started college and I began experimenting with sex and was figuring out having FWBs. When I started I was very worried that the people I slept with would get attached and think we were dating or something (myself included at least a little bit). So during this time period I tried to be overly clear that it was just sex, but I also still tended to hang out causally with the people after meetups: playing video games, getting food, watching a movie, etc.

This is what was happening after the first time I’d hooked up with anyone from my high school. I go to a pipeline uni so there are a lot of people from my high school class that attend. I’d been nervous setting it up with him as I had some weird stuff in highschool where people had basically turned to have a competition to sleep with me and it did weird things to my reputation, but he was a guy I’d always been into so when he showed interest at a party we were both at we started texting again. So I set up a time to meet. We’ll call him John.

The sex with him was good, he’s fit and good looking but nothing special just a blowjob and then missionary position to the finish where he pulled out and came on my stomach like I asked him to. A fun trick I though I’d come up with as I was still kinda scared of having guys cum in me and it gave me an excuse to let me finish myself with my hands while the guy watches and they always loved seeing me masterbate with cum on me.

We then started to watch a soccer game that was on (we both played soccer in HS). It was nice because John had his own apartment with a roommate that was gone, where as I lived in some real sketchy dorms that I tried to stay out of when possible. He started texting and eventually he had started to look a touch nervous, I started to look around for signs that he had a girlfriend (I checked previously but I didn’t know who else he could be texting or why he’s be nervous). Eventually he looked at me and asked.

“Hey, Umm…. is it cool if Dylan comes over to hang out with us too?”

Dylan was another guy from my high school that was on the soccer team. He was a year or two older than us, which made him a junior in college. I didn’t really know him all I knew was that he was really good friends with John and had kinda become like John’s mentor when he’d started on the soccer team back in HS. I said sure, thinking he meant to watch the game with us and as soon as I did John’s nervousness was gone. I was relieved, John hadn’t lied to me and I wasn’t helping him cheat on anyone. What I forgot was that this was the first time I’d used the phrase “hang out” when we were texting to mean hook up, I’d always previously explicitly said hook up or have sex before but with John I wanted to have the freedom to bail and claim it was a misunderstanding if it has gotten weird when we met before doing the dirty.

The next weird thing is his response,

“Cool, he’s gonna head over, you should have time to shower off if you want”

Which is a weird suggestion but I just assumed he meant that I smelled of sex or that maybe there was still some cum visible that I had missed during cleanup on my stomach (I was wearing a crop top). But again I’m mainly just relived he hadn’t just told me I had to go because his girlfriend was coning home. So I go in the bathroom, which is off the living room area where we are (so everyone can get to it since its the only bathroom in a two bed apartment). I put my hair into a messy bun to keep it dry and rinse off my body in the shower. I step out, dry off, and wrap myself in a towel. I decide to go change into the extra outfit I had brought in my bag (a must have when meeting for sex) but it’s back in the bedroom.

I open the door and am greeted by Dylan who is standing by the couch next to John as they discuss the game. They both turn and are now looking at me. My face goes bright pink and I scurry to doorway of the bedroom. I start to apologize and say that I’ll get dressed and be back out in a minute.

Dylan similes, clearly enjoying seeing me embarrassed and responds

“It’s fine, we can just go ahead and start, you don’t need to dress up or anything”

I stand frozen in the doorway for like 5 seconds as my mind puts two and two together. My face gets what must be an even brighter red as I explain the confusion and that I didn’t realize John was asking if we could have a threesome with him. Dylan starts laughing immediately, not helping my embarrassment, when John respond with:

“Oh…. so… do you want to have a threesome with Dylan?”

Which makes all of us laugh for a bit. But then it gets awkwardly quiet as I realize they’re actually waiting for a response. Obviously since I’m posting here I said yes. I did at that time want to try having a threesome, and I felt kinda like I didn’t have a choice anyways since he was already there and I did technically already agree to it. Once I say yes it gets quiet again and I ask if either of them have done a threesome before. They both say they haven’t and now I feel weird because since I’m the only girl and I know they aren’t going to fuck each other I feel like I have to do something to get us started. They’re both just looking at me and I’m just standing there’s still naked in a towel while they’re still fully dressed. Eventually as my embarrassment builds I awkwardly ask what we should do.

From here Dylan takes the lead, he’s much more confident than John and while I did believe he hadn’t had a threesome before now he did seem to just be enjoying watching me struggle through this. He goes

“Well the first step is take off that towel”

We laugh again briefly and I pull it off holding it in one hand and letting it dangle to the floor. They both just look at me for a few seconds and I begin feel embarrassed again but then I notice that I’m starting to feel a bit tuned on and my mind kinda starts racing a bit. Dylan looks at John and goes:

“Nice, she’s hot” and fist bumps John. “You weren’t lying , she is stacked”

he turns to me and goes

“ok shorty, get on this ottoman and give him a blowie”

I agree and start to spread my towel over the top of the small ottoman and explain that I don’t want anyone to cum in me, they can cum on me instead, just not my hair. They agree and I crawl on the ottoman on my hands and knees facing John and he drops his pants infront of me and I start to rub him to get him hard and Dylan makes a joke about his dick. I start to blow him rocking back and forth a bit to control the motion and Dylan moves behind me. Reaches around my hips and begins to rub my clit with his fingers which feels nice. I start to moan softly with John’s dick in my mouth to let him know I like it but with Dylan’s arm around my waist I can’t continue to rock and get the full motion for the blowjob so John starts to pump his hips and thrusts softly into my mouth. Dylan sees this and comments:

“Yea, you fuck her mouth and I’ll take care of her pussy”

And then he immediately shoves his entire dick in me without warning which didn’t feel exactly great but since he was rubbing my clit I was at least wet. This forced me forward deeper onto John’s cock and I started to gag. I guess this along with Dylan’s comment encouraged him to start full on trying to face fuck me. I had experimented with facefucking before with other guys and was ok with it luckily but what I wasn’t ready for was that Dylan started to pound my pussy, he continued to reach and rub my clit and used his arm to pull my hips back and forth as he also thrusted and result was impressive. The force behind it was immense but somehow controlled. With each thrust he slammed his entire shaft in me, pushing my whole body forward into John as I cling to ottoman. To which John responded in kind to by trying to match him. He started to thrust hard into my mouth but he realized he was about to snap my neck from the two of them pressing me together. So he slid a hand on the back of my head to relieve the strain in my neck and properly fuck my throat. I had started to drool around his cock and the entire situation was driving me crazy and Dylan really did know what he was doing and was somehow still working my clit as he railed me and after just about 10 minutes of being spit roasted with the excitement going to my head I started to cum.

It was a strong orgasm and as they continued I kind of began to flail trying to get them to stop. As they began to realize they started to let up, John stopped entirely letting me breathe, Dylan continued to fuck me firmly but it was a welcome respite from the previous pounding and his hands moved to my hips as he gave my clit a break. The waves of pleasure that washed over me began to fade and the contraction of my muscles started to subside. Dylan then declared he was going to finish and pulled out. He then ran around where John was asking/telling me that was going to cum on my face so I reach up and begin to jerk him off as I see his cock for the first time. He asks me to blow him and says he’ll say when he’s going to finish so he can do it on my face. He’s certainly seemed like he knows what he’s doing so far so I start to taste myself on his member as I bob my head to suck him.

I crawl forward off the ottoman onto my knees infront of him after my orgasm subsides and just a moment later I can feel him about to cum so I start to pull my head back but suddenly both of his hands are on the back of my head and I pull back against him and try with no luck to tell him to let me go. His hands both take handfuls of my hair and just like my pussy forces his entire length in me and begins to cum. During which I’m freaking out and pulling sharply against him, a moment later he lets me go and lets me swallow/cough up his load and give me my first what I later learn is called an angry dragon. I was pissed and started to yell at him about what the fuck he was doing but he just shrugged said sorry and walked to put his pants back on.

I cleaned my face with the towel and got up to get dressed and leave but then I noticed John. The nice guy who I had actually wanted to fuck was just standing there with his stiffy in hand. For some reason I just felt bad for him and my anger kind of just subsided. I just looked at him and he said nothing so after a second I asked him if he wanted to finish. He said yes so I walked back to the couch, sitting down and laying back so he could fuck me and told him to do so. He looked relieved that he was still getting the chance. As John slid into me I looked over to see Dylan sitting in a chair to the side watching and smiling now fully dressed. I flipped him off and told him to get the fuck out of here. He got up and walked around behind the couch we were on toward the door and I saw John look up at him for a second before turning his full attention back to me. He fucked me for a few mins then he pulled out and took a step back and asked me to blow him. Stupidly I slid down to my knees infront of the couch and took the head of his cock in my mouth and he immediately grabbed my head and did the exact same thing. I remember being in shock specifically because it seemed like he came so much considering we’d had sex literally hours before. Of course John’s actions were met with cheers of encourage from Dylan who hadn’t actually left, and was standing behind the couch.

I got up to my feet furious more at myself this time than anything else. I shoved John who did seem to feel bad and apologized as I grabbed the towel and wiped my face clean again as I stormed the room to get my bag and put on clothes before I fumed my way out of the apartment so quickly I forgot my clothes from before the shower in the bathroom, which i still never got back.

I was really confused about the whole situation later because after the initial rage I wasn’t really mad anymore. I don’t really mind cum in my mouth I was just mad because I’d asked them not too. Weirdly when i remember it I hardly remember being mad and just mainly think about how good the orgasm was and the confusion beforehand.

What I was upset about was that they (probably just Dylan) told a ton of people from our HS and for literal months after that I was getting messages from people I knew from HS telling me they wanted to “hang out”.

It was dumb and I eventually stopped caring but it made me feel so dirty every time and I could just focus on how good Dylan had made me feel and how stupid I felt as he cheered form John to cum down my throat. I even ended up hooking up with Dylan a few more times just because I was stupid and he knew how to make me cum. I do feel really bad though for John though. I never “hung out” with him again even though I think he’s actually a good guy overall. I’m sure it was rough for him to listen to Dylan talk about banging me, which I’m sure he did. So I guess there’s a lesson there, IDK.

Thanks for letting me share! I’m really liking the vibe of this sub!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/r82369/f_how_i_became_known_as_the_university_slut