It was 6 months later, and i was enjoying my first year at college. I was unashamedly a slut. I fucked guys like you collect pokemon cards, College for me was 70% guys 30% learning, and the percentage of the latter dipped every month. To say I had fun was an understatement, but one guy was about to change my life forever.
There was a girl in our dorm who started organising sex parties, group sex and all manor of nasty filthy fun. I started attending regularly with my best friend fucking everything with a dick and pulse. Side by side me and her were an inseparable duo. We fucked each other for guys to watch, took on multiple guys at once and embraced being sluts together.
One night, however, as I got dressed for the party, she texted me "April, I can't go tonight. Sorry."
I said that's okay and sat down. Should I go? I'd never gone on my own. The ratio of guys to girls at these parties was heavily in favour of men.
I texted around and asked my other girlfriends if they wanted to come with me, but nobody wanted to go to what was essentially an orgy! So I decided I'd go on my own.
I was dressed in the full works, stockings, suspenders and the most expensive lingerie I had, and a dress that barely covered anything. I knocked on the door, and a guy I recognised from previous parties answered.
"Woah. Hello April! Damn, look at you!" and I walked in.
Entering these parties, there was a sort of unwritten rule that if you entered, you were fair game for anything within reason. Nobody there was a prude anyway. I started to walk down the hallway to lounge where the party was and the guy that had answered the door grabbed me from behind, "Thank fuck you are here," he said and lifted my dress off me "it's too quiet tonight."
I was confused. these parties normally were popular. now, just in my lingerie, he led me into the lounge.
Eight guys, the girl that ran the party, and me. I was gonna be busy!! I grabbed a drink and sat down on a sofa between two guys and we chatted, flirted, and i jerked them off.
One of them was clearly shy and pretty nervous, definitely new to this, and while I didn't know him personally, I knew from the reaction to me he wasn't experienced and I decided to have a little fun. I climbed on him and started riding him. 30 seconds later he came, and I laughed and climbed off. You'd think I'd be angry it lasted 30 seconds but I fucking loved it but from there the real fun started.
I stood up off of him and I was grabbed immediately by another guy. I was spun around and bent over the edge of the sofa and he started fucking me from behind. Before I could even get comfortable another guy shoved his cock down my throat and I was being spitroasted. They swapped ends of me and the guy that was just in my pussy came on my face. The other guy pulled out of me and turned me around and came on my face and tits and they left me.
I stood up and I didn't even get a chance to sort out the mess on my face before a black guy I knew from watching our college sports teams walked up to me and told me to climb on the coffee table with him. He laid down and I climbed on top of him and started riding. He pulled my head into his chest, which was kinda weird, guys normally like me riding them with my tits bouncing.
I soon realised why he'd done this. Another guy walked up behind me and stuck his cock up my ass! Jesus Christ that was a shock. I'd done anal before but never by surprise and not with a guy in my pussy. It was a little painful, but I felt immense pleasure. Then another guy stuck his cock down my throat. Holy shit!!! I'd never been airtight before. This was insane and for the first time ever I felt 2 guys cum inside me. They left me to recover after this, I drank vodka and partied with them all night. We probably had another 5 or 6 one on one fucks that id love to tell you about but I can't remember them lol.
Back to learning kinda. Having modelling experience, I signed up to be a model for anything that the college photograph class needed, and again, I loved the camera and the attention. One guy caught my eye however.
He was called Chris. H e was British, which was odd and different in a Canadian college. Six feet tall, incredibly charming and handsome and the most confident guy I'd ever seen around women. The short time we had together I could tell he was what I wanted. The day after we met I discussed him with a few of my friends.
One friend of mine said "I heard he's got a huge cock!"
Another said "Yeah, apparently it's like a table leg." We took notice of that!!
One Thursday night, I got a text from my best friend in panicked all caps. "HES COMING TO THE PARTY, CHRIS IS COMING TO THE PARTY TOMMOROW!"
I texted back "Oh shit, we'll get to find out if it was true."
I went to the party and for the first time I only had one goal in mind, I wanted to find out if it was true and tbh even if it wasn't I was going to fuck this handsome British bastard senseless. Little did I know it would be rather different.
I walked into the party, and there he was on top of a girl fucking her like a mad man,. I sat on the sofa and watched. I could see she was enjoying it, but I couldn't see what I wanted confirmation of yet. Then he pulled out of her. It was like my arm! He turned around and looked at me and "Hey April, how's it going?"
I didn't say a word to him, just stood up and kissed him, taking his cock in my right hand and jerking him off slow in front of everyone.
"Bloody hell girl!" he said in the most British way possible. I laughed and I led him by the hand upstairs to a bedroom, I wasn't sharing him I wanted him to myself. I pushed him on the bed and stripped for him. He grabbed me by the hips and put me on my back, and climbed on top of me. We made out together, and he didn't go straight too fucking me. He started doing things that no guy had done to me. For a start, we were making love and not just having sex. It was passionate and steamy, but he still had the size and strength to dominate me.
I then realised we'd been at it for what must have been nearly an hour. I asked him "Have you cum yet?"
He said "No why?"
"No reason." I said and we went back to it.
HE HAS ENDURANCE TOO!!? my brain said as I processed everything happening.
I was riding him when I finally felt him cum inside me and climbed off. This is when he did the single hottest thing a man has ever done to me. We'd barely stopped, and in the process of me climbing off of him, he'd moved to grab my hips and started fucking me again.
WTF IS THIS GUY!!!
He'd just nutted, and he isn't slowing down!!! He railed me from behind and pushed my head down. He felt me cum and pulled out and laid beside me.
HE'S STILL HARD!!!
I sucked his cock and showed him my deep throat skills. With his 9 inches deep down my throat he moaned "Fuck yes!" and came down my throat, on my face, in my hair, and even some on my tits. Like a fucking british volcano!! I'd never had a guy that nutted like this. He got me a towel, and we laid together and talked for ages about life and what our plans were. He was the first guy who was genuinely interested in me and not just filling my holes
We were then inseparable. We dated for a little under a year, and on my 20th birthday, he proposed to me and we got married 6 months later. We were told it wouldn't last, and we were too young by just about everyone.
13 years later, we are still married with 2 beautiful children, still madly in love and still fucking like teenagers. He embraces my wild side like I know another guy just wouldn't. his confidence in himself and our marriage is unwavering even when I'm attracting attention. I embrace his love of buying too many cars, watching football (soccer) religiously, and watching cars drive in circles.
Ps And yes girls at 33, he still has all his party tricks!
There was a girl in our dorm who started organising sex parties, group sex and all manor of nasty filthy fun. I started attending regularly with my best friend fucking everything with a dick and pulse. Side by side me and her were an inseparable duo. We fucked each other for guys to watch, took on multiple guys at once and embraced being sluts together.
One night, however, as I got dressed for the party, she texted me "April, I can't go tonight. Sorry."
I said that's okay and sat down. Should I go? I'd never gone on my own. The ratio of guys to girls at these parties was heavily in favour of men.
I texted around and asked my other girlfriends if they wanted to come with me, but nobody wanted to go to what was essentially an orgy! So I decided I'd go on my own.
I was dressed in the full works, stockings, suspenders and the most expensive lingerie I had, and a dress that barely covered anything. I knocked on the door, and a guy I recognised from previous parties answered.
"Woah. Hello April! Damn, look at you!" and I walked in.
Entering these parties, there was a sort of unwritten rule that if you entered, you were fair game for anything within reason. Nobody there was a prude anyway. I started to walk down the hallway to lounge where the party was and the guy that had answered the door grabbed me from behind, "Thank fuck you are here," he said and lifted my dress off me "it's too quiet tonight."
I was confused. these parties normally were popular. now, just in my lingerie, he led me into the lounge.
Eight guys, the girl that ran the party, and me. I was gonna be busy!! I grabbed a drink and sat down on a sofa between two guys and we chatted, flirted, and i jerked them off.
One of them was clearly shy and pretty nervous, definitely new to this, and while I didn't know him personally, I knew from the reaction to me he wasn't experienced and I decided to have a little fun. I climbed on him and started riding him. 30 seconds later he came, and I laughed and climbed off. You'd think I'd be angry it lasted 30 seconds but I fucking loved it but from there the real fun started.
I stood up off of him and I was grabbed immediately by another guy. I was spun around and bent over the edge of the sofa and he started fucking me from behind. Before I could even get comfortable another guy shoved his cock down my throat and I was being spitroasted. They swapped ends of me and the guy that was just in my pussy came on my face. The other guy pulled out of me and turned me around and came on my face and tits and they left me.
I stood up and I didn't even get a chance to sort out the mess on my face before a black guy I knew from watching our college sports teams walked up to me and told me to climb on the coffee table with him. He laid down and I climbed on top of him and started riding. He pulled my head into his chest, which was kinda weird, guys normally like me riding them with my tits bouncing.
I soon realised why he'd done this. Another guy walked up behind me and stuck his cock up my ass! Jesus Christ that was a shock. I'd done anal before but never by surprise and not with a guy in my pussy. It was a little painful, but I felt immense pleasure. Then another guy stuck his cock down my throat. Holy shit!!! I'd never been airtight before. This was insane and for the first time ever I felt 2 guys cum inside me. They left me to recover after this, I drank vodka and partied with them all night. We probably had another 5 or 6 one on one fucks that id love to tell you about but I can't remember them lol.
Back to learning kinda. Having modelling experience, I signed up to be a model for anything that the college photograph class needed, and again, I loved the camera and the attention. One guy caught my eye however.
He was called Chris. H e was British, which was odd and different in a Canadian college. Six feet tall, incredibly charming and handsome and the most confident guy I'd ever seen around women. The short time we had together I could tell he was what I wanted. The day after we met I discussed him with a few of my friends.
One friend of mine said "I heard he's got a huge cock!"
Another said "Yeah, apparently it's like a table leg." We took notice of that!!
One Thursday night, I got a text from my best friend in panicked all caps. "HES COMING TO THE PARTY, CHRIS IS COMING TO THE PARTY TOMMOROW!"
I texted back "Oh shit, we'll get to find out if it was true."
I went to the party and for the first time I only had one goal in mind, I wanted to find out if it was true and tbh even if it wasn't I was going to fuck this handsome British bastard senseless. Little did I know it would be rather different.
I walked into the party, and there he was on top of a girl fucking her like a mad man,. I sat on the sofa and watched. I could see she was enjoying it, but I couldn't see what I wanted confirmation of yet. Then he pulled out of her. It was like my arm! He turned around and looked at me and "Hey April, how's it going?"
I didn't say a word to him, just stood up and kissed him, taking his cock in my right hand and jerking him off slow in front of everyone.
"Bloody hell girl!" he said in the most British way possible. I laughed and I led him by the hand upstairs to a bedroom, I wasn't sharing him I wanted him to myself. I pushed him on the bed and stripped for him. He grabbed me by the hips and put me on my back, and climbed on top of me. We made out together, and he didn't go straight too fucking me. He started doing things that no guy had done to me. For a start, we were making love and not just having sex. It was passionate and steamy, but he still had the size and strength to dominate me.
I then realised we'd been at it for what must have been nearly an hour. I asked him "Have you cum yet?"
He said "No why?"
"No reason." I said and we went back to it.
HE HAS ENDURANCE TOO!!? my brain said as I processed everything happening.
I was riding him when I finally felt him cum inside me and climbed off. This is when he did the single hottest thing a man has ever done to me. We'd barely stopped, and in the process of me climbing off of him, he'd moved to grab my hips and started fucking me again.
WTF IS THIS GUY!!!
He'd just nutted, and he isn't slowing down!!! He railed me from behind and pushed my head down. He felt me cum and pulled out and laid beside me.
HE'S STILL HARD!!!
I sucked his cock and showed him my deep throat skills. With his 9 inches deep down my throat he moaned "Fuck yes!" and came down my throat, on my face, in my hair, and even some on my tits. Like a fucking british volcano!! I'd never had a guy that nutted like this. He got me a towel, and we laid together and talked for ages about life and what our plans were. He was the first guy who was genuinely interested in me and not just filling my holes
We were then inseparable. We dated for a little under a year, and on my 20th birthday, he proposed to me and we got married 6 months later. We were told it wouldn't last, and we were too young by just about everyone.
13 years later, we are still married with 2 beautiful children, still madly in love and still fucking like teenagers. He embraces my wild side like I know another guy just wouldn't. his confidence in himself and our marriage is unwavering even when I'm attracting attention. I embrace his love of buying too many cars, watching football (soccer) religiously, and watching cars drive in circles.
Ps And yes girls at 33, he still has all his party tricks!
