Every girl is different, and every girl orgasms differently, and this was true with her as much as the rest.
Before we began, I hadn’t talked to her though she was in my cohort in grad school. I had a girlfriend during our first year and had suspicions about her even though we never spoke. There was just something that told me she was built for use, just as much as the rest.
The first night, we were in a bar with the cohort. It was early in our second year, and my relationship had ended (thankfully). She was drinking whiskey, and I said hello. A short time later, we went to my apartment a short walk away. It wasn’t nice, and would have scared a good girl away, for I was renting a basement apartment in an old apartment building in a college town. The ceilings were low, the floor concrete, and it was less than 400 total square feet. Uncomfortable but perfect for what followed.
My suspicions were right. She was constantly wet, cock obsessed, needed fucked and needed to please.
Multi orgasmic too.