[F4A] Your College Girlfriend Is A Raging Horny Bitch.
You could see the silhouette of a head in the darkness bouncing up and down. You could smell the sex in the air, from days of fucking. The taste of sweetness on your lips from remnants of my lipgloss. The sounds of slurping and moaning coming from your crotch. The feeling of my plump lips wrapped around your thick cock as I suck and slurp greedily on the cock that had turned me from pretty innocent nerd to raging horny bitch.
“You’re awake?” My voice was angelic on the ears and not at all matching the lips twisting around your cock and tongue slathering across the shaft as my head bobbed. My lips finished at the base wrapped around prettily, the drool making them shine. Before lifting up to the tip of your ten inch cock and feeling my lips kiss and make out with the tip.
This weekend was the first time we had ever spoken.
I was the unassuming nerd who stuck to herself. Plain Jane, loner girl, who had the best grades in my year. You were the older man, well off, ready to settle down with a woman who spent his whole life fucking woman.
You caught me at a bar reading a book, I’ve always loved the white noise coming from the city. A conversation, a drink, a little dancing later and I was bent over your kitchen counter tops, arms held behind my back as you roughly fucked me from behind.
Now I hadn’t been a virgin, but you were much larger and longer than the ex boyfriend I had. My body had never experienced pleasure like this. The orgasm I had was explosive and powerful shaking me to my toes.
The next hour you held me close, properly carried me to bed. Cuddled me until I wasn’t sensitive and even brought me water. I rewarded you with riding your cock like a bull rider for almost an hour straight. At the end my ass and legs were so sore that you lifting them up above your shoulders as we came together for the third time were a good send.
Now here we were the morning of the third day.
Yesterday we had spent the whole day fucking. Open alcohol bottles strewn about. Take out leftovers forgotten and not put away. The cash tip for the delivery driver on the floor near the door, instead opting to give her a good look of me wrapped around you, as you carried me to open the door, while impaled by your cock.
Now I was busy working my lips up and down. The little succubus of a woman you never imagined would be this filthy and raw, fucking you for days working her lips around your shaft again.
Orgasms were countless. I’d maybe reached in the twenties. You had at least 10 in the two days. I stick my tongue out and wiggle it against your balls as I reach up and rub up and down your abs with the slightest bit of fat around them.
“What’s wrong? To tired to fuck me more today?” I tease lifting my lips off the tip of your cock with a loud popping sound. My wetness and drool dripping down your cock before it splats against your pelvis. My hand wraps around the base and picks it up as my other hand comes around the shaft above my other hand. Quickly my hands are pumping your cock and twisting around in a shameless way as I kneel between your legs and bend down to tease the tip with my tongue. It runs up and down the slit at the tip and around the crown head of your cock. It ends up spurting and shooting. Unloading another massive load into my mouth. I let the first two shoot onto my tongue before closing my lips around it and sucking down the rest.
My hands continue to stroke and pump up and down your cock as I swallow your seed and smile wide.
“I fucking love how hard it stays.” I giggle smacking it along my cheeks and all over my face making it covered in my own drool and spit.
“Ready to fuck again?” I grin turning around and bending over between your legs showing off my drooling wet slit.