A story from my college relationship – about 10 years ago now, but one worth sharing, I think.
My girlfriend at that time Clara. We shared an apartment, went to school together, and had been together for about 2 years at this point. Clara was beautiful, and probably was my best/most compatible lover to date: she had this really striking Scandinavian looking face with inlet eyes and this long, thick, dirty-blonde hair that she’d braid for me. She had a really nice ass that I couldn’t keep my hands off. I used to pull on her hair whenever she went down on me or when I fucked her from behind.
Her personality was always very laid back and friendly with everyone, socially very bubbly, and always quick to laugh and smile. People who met her liked her instantly and became part of her world. Growing up she’d had all brothers and seemed to prefer males as friends, which I never minded. I usually had stuff in common with her guys, and she was a nice addition to any hangs we’d have together.
When I had her alone and to myself, Clara was generally pretty submissive in the bedroom. At the height of things, I could just take my cock out after hugging her home from work, not say anything, and she’d squat down and swallow my soft uncut cock in her mouth, letting me get hard and thrust into her face whenever I was ready. she’d still smell like work, breathing heavily from coming up the stairs, moaning with me in her mouth.
Of course I thought this was wonderful and I still remember what it felt like to slide myself into her. Her pussy was the best. She always felt really tight at first and would have to ‘give out’ in about three thrusts to take me all the way in, and my cock is really about average, it just seemed to fit in her almost perfectly. She’d usually aways suck me off before sex, and i’d usually want to enter her before she got too wet. I loved those first thrusts so much, and she always stayed really tight on me, and never got too slippery – everything felt maximum.
underneath this bliss I knew she was a complicated person, and had a suspicion that underneath her taking such good care of me, there was a little more kink her than either of us really knew about or admitted. I saw how she was with her friends, how she handled their proximity, their inside jokes, and felt something kinda potent and unspoken there.
It started to turn me on and we started talking about it. I’d put my fingers in her mouth at the height of sex, would have her keep a large dildo inserted while i was lazily rocking in her mouth, reminding her to keep fucking it. that moaning into my cock would eventually turn into a kind of muffled scream when she’d eventually come, I’d be dirty talking her through the whole thing, of course. It added a nice intensity, but there was room for more.
When we started to drift apart I began encouraging her to hang out at a rental that her good friends lived and had band practice. There was a new guy staying with them that she fancied, and would talk to me about. They became friends, he knew about me and was shyly attracted to her. With my encouragement she started to feel a little more bold. One night they all went out for drinks and I gave Angie permission to act on it and get what she wanted, and the rest of the story more or less comes from her.
I don’t know how it initiated, but it was probably at the bar, with them tipsy and laughing, they’d lock eyes longer and she’d reach out and touch his arm. She said she’d catch him looking at her breasts in the summertime, which you could make out through her clothes on a hot day. there was more flirting. she texted me throughout the night, so i have a few snippets but don’t really know how it all went down. I gave her a green light, but the texts slowed after the alcohol and their walk home. She wound up in his room, he touched her ass but hesitated, wondering about me, and she explained. She said they’d made out drunkenly and excited like this, he fondled and sucked her breasts, eventually she took out his cock. She said it was longer than mine but a little thinner, and circumcised. she was pleased. She probably held it in her hands and complimented it, saying she’d wanted this and had felt the sexual charge between them. She gave him a blowjob, probably a sloppy one. He was apparently impressed by her enthusiasm and skill here, how deep and tightly she could use her mouth to do what she wanted. he pulled out and came on her breasts, they cuddled and she masturbated while he fondled her. She was too drunk and wanted to relish fucking him: she told him she wanted to crash in the guest room there, and tomorrow when he woke up, he could let himself in and fuck her..
the next morning Clara woke up to a knock, the door opened. he asked timidly if he could come in, she told me she knew she was the one in control at this point, liked it. she let him come to the bed. it sounded like he went to her like a a little boy on Christmas. they both were left wanting more.
she still had his cum on her breasts from the night before, and took him in her mouth again for a bit. then they fucked, she said
for a pretty long time. he was slower and more deliberate than me, put her in a few
positions she hadn’t done before, and he took his time with her. She played with her clit and eventually wound up coming on his cock, and felt him cum inside her (he wore a condom). She didn’t shower and came home to me and told me everything. I was so turned on. I threw her down on the bed and inspected her puffy little vagina. it was red and opened up as i clasped her ass in my hand, spanking her, telling her how bad she’d been. she smelt musky, I knew it was my turn now. I was next, and i was going to show her what a dirty whore she was. i fucked her a little more aggressively than was usual, she was happy to be back in familiar territory.
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