What do you get when you cross a suggested threesome with a spurned twosome? Me, eventually, all by my lonesome. [FM][Makeup Sex][Romantic, maybe?][18+]

Everyone here was 18+ at the time :)

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I know you’ve been here; hands busy, brain on autopilot, mouth left unattended to make whatever noises it feels like. Attend then, and witness the tragic case of one such disaster, so that you might avoid a similar, painful fate for yourself.

I’ve written a pair of accounts now, which you can find pinned in a post on my profile, about my first college girlfriend, and all the trouble we got up to together. She was a riot, at the time anyway, and we spent most of that year fucking, partying, and fucking while partying. It wasn’t a sustainable lifestyle to say the least, and the unimaginably immature relationship dynamics that we mistook for stability were obviously hurdling us towards disaster.

She had a lively social calendar when we met and, as far as her friends were concerned, I was a solid supporting character in the ever-unfolding dramas of their little clique. I got along with all their boyfriends, kept up at the bar when called upon, and maintained a finely curated alternative grunge aesthetic that balanced the cast of jocks and nerds that they all dragged in tow whenever we went out. Everything about this was fairly new to me, but I was happy to ride the high of it all for as long as I could.

College GF Finds Out How Sneaky I’m Not [FM][Licking][Sucking][Finally Fucking][18+]

I last wrote about the first college hookup I managed to stumble into, and the absolute angel who saw fit to grab me by the balls and drag me into her life. We’ll go back there today, but only if you promise to do your level best not to laugh at my idiocy…not too much anyway.

While she was a grade-A professional with her lips and tongue, with a body that absolutely refused to relent, she was apparently far less inclined to actually let me cum than she was to get me hard. Night after night, for weeks on end, I’d stumble home from her apartment, a half-hard cock, still wet from her throat, stuffed painfully into my pants because she greatly preferred her turn at receiving. I didn’t mind, much; she looked adorable on her back with her hands pawing at herself, or biting the back of her hand if her roommates were home, and the little tuft of hair she maintained tickled my nose so sublimely. Frankly, it was an honor to lick her every night, even if she only let me cum occasionally, and only ever using her hand after a few minutes of slobbery kisses.

College GF Finds Something She Likes [FM][First Time Together][Oral][18+]

In the words of one one of the 21st century’s most average poets, Chris Martin, let’s go back to the start.

I was a gangly 19 year old college kid out on my own in the world for the very first time, nearly six and a half feet tall with the build of a broom handle. I know, right; really appealing stuff. To make things worse on myself, I’d also grown up in the strictest of households so, despite my newfound worldly freedom, I’d internalized my parents’ carefully curated work ethic in a way that made talking to women entirely beyond me; school was life, and work would replace it when the time came. I was almost entirely insular, shy, and unable (or unwilling) to do much about it.

I went to class, work, and the occasional party nearly unnoticed by anyone I didn’t already know for the first two years of university. I didn’t mind it all that much, being a quiet person on the whole, but the isolation did get to me from time to time. I’d had a girlfriend in high school, so I wasn’t entirely without experience, but was certain that enough time had passed to nullify any credible claim to familiarity with a woman’s body.