College Tryst
Hi Guys, I've been a longtime reader of the forums, but never a contributor, so this would be my first post - please forgive me if it's not up to par!
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Back in 2005, I was a student in one of the local unis here doing the Business Course. As usual, come close to exam periods, I would be pretty stressed out and the length of time spent in the library would somewhat triple.
But in 2005, what was unusual was that my problems were complicated because of a bad existing relationship (I'll be fair to her, it was my fault) and me becoming increasingly close to this other girl, N. Being in Year 3 with a Year 4 girlfriend, I was already getting more than enough sex day in day out. I'll be truthful enough to say that when I just started out the relationship with her, the sex was incredible.
She lived near the Uni, and whenever classes were over (which was um, at all sorts of daytime hours), we would head back to her place, where no one was at home, and get it on for several hours. Life then was really one big sex haze - It was even worse when her period would have just cleared up, because she would whisper very very softly, these three dangerous words "I'm bare today." Those words alone were enough to get me rock hard and up, and several times, we found ourselves rushing into a handicapped toilet near the Alumni Relations Office and doing it doggy style right there and then. It was that bad. We had to have 'interim' sex to keep us steady from doing it 'full steam' at her place on her bed.
At her place, it got really bad. What shocked me once was when we reached her place, and she was wearing a black T-shirt bra under a loose silky polyester top, with a miniskirt that wrapped around her hips (that was my ex - her hips were the best part of her) And she was wearing those lacy cleopatra flip flops that she knew were a huge turn-on for me. Already while in the lift and asking me how was my day she was playing with my balls and stroking me slowly, knowing full well that the condo camera was functioning fine, and (she stays on the 12th floor) by the time the lift hit level 6 i was reciprocating by cupping and squeezing her 34C breasts real hard.
And here's the weird part - By the time we were in her room, I had stripped her completely, save for her bra (I love abit of clothing on the top) and was feeling her wet vagina and watching her squirm and moan; and I was thinking "Oh fark me. I'm naked myself." My gosh, how did I - even strip - Or rather, I had no recollection of how the clothes on my back became a NEAT arranged pile next to the bed.
But that was the fleeting thought that lasted for barely 2 seconds, because the next thing i knew we were on her bed, and I was back in my favourite missionary position; it was all the more kinky when I spread her legs and saw some of my semen slipping out of her. That snapped my mind mates. That really snapped it for me - I suddenly realised how much I wanted her, to possess her and come inside her again and again, and she called out my name.
Guys, I don't believe it myself, but according to her, I came about 8 times that day. 3 wet, 5 dry. I was honestly so close to exhausting myself to death. We knew that things were bad when she met me the next day in the evening, and told me that her doctor had, with some discomfort, told her that she was having vaginal pains because there was some stress and minor tearing - from sex that was too vigorous.
Sex haze mates. That was what life was like. A sex haze.
But I will admit this, that I was a bastard. A real two timing bastard, and despite the fact that she had given me such unbelieveable pleasures, I decided to dump her in that year of 2005... Simply because she had grown a little plump in the thighs.
And that's where the problems (happily i wonder) started arising. I'll think of how best to describe it to you guys soon. Hope you guys like it so far.
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