College Experiences III: My [F] own version of “spin the bottle”

Have you ever given head while a Hitachi is strapped to your waist? This is the story of how I discovered the magic of Sex Toys.

At this point of my college life, Andrea and I were best friends. We did everything together. We loved spending time with each other and helping each other out in whatever shenanigan we got into. I must say, as boring as it may sound, my favorite time I spent with her was when we were studying or preparing for an exam. She knew exactly what to say to calm me down when I panicked. In a way, this is also a story of one of those times.

As it turns out, exams in Harvard are extremely difficult and demanding. They not only require that you study the material thoroughly but that you prepare yourself mentally and physically. The first part I had it under control. I knew the material almost perfectly. The latter was much more difficult. I wasn’t sleeping well nor eating properly. My diet consisted of Red Bulls, cigarettes, and Twinkies. I don’t know how I even made it alive past my sophomore year.

In any case, the following day I was to present a significantly difficult exam and I was losing my mind. Not because I didn’t understand the material, but because it was pretty much my default mode at this point. Andrea, seeing that I was not in control of myself, convinced that we should throw a little party in order for us to relax and be ready for the exam. I reluctantly agreed and she invited a few friends over. I must add that none of these people were aware of my sexual endeavors. They simply knew me as a quiet, easy-going person. They were in for a surprise. Andrea invited Tom, Ana, Adam, and Sofia. Tom was a British exchange student from London, who after six months in campus decided to stay . He became one of our closest guy friends and one of the few men in our lives who Andrea and I had not yet fucked. Ana was a Colombian economics student, Adam was a chemistry major from New York, and Sofia was from Dallas. They were all pretty nerdy, but they all loved drinking and throwing a good party.

As I said earlier, Tom was one of the few guys we had nothing to do with at the time. He was simply our friend. However, that night I was so stressed that I didn’t care much about who I fucked. All I knew is that I wanted to get laid. I remembered that the best way to get laid with awkward men like Tom was with a game of spin the bottle. But, I mean, come on, this is college. I can’t be found playing “spin the bottle”. So, I devised a new game. Basically, I took a sheet of paper and wrote down our names and different tasks. Then, I folded them and drew the pieces in a hat. Each person would have to draw a name and a task. Some were mild like kissing or giving a lap dance. Others were much more obscene. The first person to go was Andrea: “kiss Adam”. Adam and Andrea kissed softly. Next in line was Ana: “Lick Sofia’s feet for a minute”. Sofia: “Rub Andrea’s boobs”. We were having fun, but I noticed that we were all getting pretty turned on and we decided to up the ante. So, we took out the mild tasks and replaced them with even filthier and more complex activities. I was next in line: “Go to a room and give Adam a hand job”. I gladly complied. We went to Andrea’s room and laid in bed. He took off his pants and was already hard. His cock was nothing impressive, but he had a beautiful mushroom head. I really wanted to lick it but I didn’t want to break the rules. So I stroke Adam’s cock until he came. We cleaned up and went back to the living room. In my next turn, things were already quite steamy. Adam had eaten Sofia out, and Andrea and Ana simulated head with a dildo Andrea kept in her drawer.

Finally, it was once again my turn. I must admit I was feeling nervous because most of the remaining tasks had been written by Andrea. My paper read: “Grab Andrea’s Hitachi and tie it around your waist, then pick whoever you want to give head”. I grabbed Andrea’s vibrator and she tied it in such a way that the tip was laying firmly on my clit. Then, I went out of the room, bottomless, and took Tom by the hand. He was more shocked than anyone in the room. I took his pants off and pulled his cock out. He wasn’t hard yet, but I licked him softly and kissed his head. He had a very thick cock. I was sort of glad I didn’t have to fuck him. It would’ve hurt. I turned on the vibrator and felt something absolutely new. I intense, constant, piercing vibration on my clit barely allowed me to breathe. On top of that, feeling Tom’s cock get hard in my mouth only made things worse. I was feeling a million things in a million different places. I can’t describe what I felt, I just know that it was something that every woman ought to feel at least once in her life. She vibrations were so powerful that I could barely kneel. I had to sit down on the bed while sucking and stroking Tom’s cock. As I got closer to climaxing, I began to yell. To scream, actually. I wasn’t thinking anymore. At that point I was nothing more than a body. I was nothing more than sex.

I came like never before in my life. My legs shook and my heart seemed to skip a beat. I felt I was having a heart attack. Tom hadn’t cum yet, so as I climaxed on the bed, he stroke his cock over me and came all over my face. To be honest, that just made my night better. It was extreme, filthy, and somewhat depraved. It was exactly what I needed to ace an exam. Next day, I woke up, took my exam, and a few days later received a congratulatory email from my professor. I received the highest mark.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cxrwlt/college_experiences_iii_my_f_own_version_of_spin