I dated a really cute, curvy pale white girl with red hair in college. Freshman year. She was not fat, but soft and very pale. Big tits. She was so sweet and so much fun. But she was not very aggressive. A great girl to “break in” when you’re young. For some reason even though I wasn’t that experienced, and she was very attractive to me, I struggled to finish in her. It would always upset her when I wouldn’t, and she’d get self conscious. For some reason, I always needed more mentally to get there.
She soon discovered I was obsessed with going down on her. So one day she 69’ed me on top and started stroking and dirty talking me. I think I lasted about a minute flat. She literally was elated and giggled and said “oh, you really like being down there…”. It stuck in her mind.
We had the college bunk beds that were insanely cramped twin mattresses. The top bunk was probably like 3 feet from the bottom bunk height-wise, so you couldn’t really “ride” your partner on the bottom bunk. My girlfriend’s room mate slept on the top bunk. She was a tall, skinny, tan Hispanic girl. Classy. Curly black hair. Wore very high end clothes and bags. Smelled a little of money. The type of girl that everyone gravitated to. She got very open with my girlfriend early on. They never “hooked up”, but did the typical college girl thing by being naked in front of each other, and even both said they were comfortable having sex on their beds and didn’t care if the other person stayed in the room. It was common for her boyfriend to be over pounding her on top of us. We would giggle and cheer them. It would turn on my girlfriend and inevitably we’d start going at it too. It was this very oddly, open thing that I’ll never be able to replicate ever again in my life, but it was so hot. Because I couldn’t be in missionary on the bottom bunk, I’d have to stand off the side of the bed, and my head would literally be at body-level of the top bunk. My girlfriend got off knowing I was watching the other couple and kind of ignoring her (she was VERY submissive).
I would struggle to finish unless the room mate was in the room and awake. There were times I’d be pounding away and the room mate would wake up and be annoyed that it was taking me so long. She started doing the hottest thing in the world.
My girlfriend would switch positions from missionary to doggy “do you want to try doggy?” Yes — she flips over. Room mate took that as a cue , knowing my girl was face-down and not able to see. She pulled down her sweatpants exposing her hot pink underwear. She was unbelievably sexy. She made a “shh” gesture quietly with her finger, and put her soft hand on the back of my neck, slowly pulling me into her muff (with the underwear on).
I can’t explain how or why, but this woman (in the most amazing, good way possible) had the most aromatic pussy I’ve ever had in my life. It was intoxicating. It consumed me, and made my brain stupid. She’d so lightly wrap her thighs to gain leverage over my head and pull me in. Once I was in her position, she would ever so slightly just rub her mound up and down slowly over my mouth and nose while staring at me with her mouth open. The smell was so amazing and overwhelming, that when she did it, I lost control in my girlfriend within 15 seconds. As I moaned and let out the final thrusts, she smiled and gritted her teeth with a deviant look, and quietly slipped back under her blanket and pretended to be asleep. My girlfriend had no idea.
My girlfriend was so turned on because she associated the quick finish with the doggie position. Now, that’s all she ever wanted to do. So every time she’d do doggie, the roommate would be ready and would rub her mound on my nose and put me out of misery each time very quickly. She would get so wet from it too. Sometimes she would start fingerling herself and saying she was “jealous” out loud and my girlfriend would
Laugh, going to the bathroom to wash herself.
Years later (in my mid-thirties) I came across this roommate of hers at an industry convention. She lit up when she saw me. She was so touchy feely and asking if I got married and had kids (I did, not to the college girl). She told me her room number and said to meet her at xxx room at 6 o’clock. She rubbed my arm seductively. I said “I have kids and a wife” and she said “so do I” and smiled.
I never had the balls to do it, and I didn’t see her again
She’s easily the hottest women I’ve ever been around. My wife doesn’t even compare. I fantasize about losing control the way she was able to make me every time I’m with my wife. No woman has controlled me in that way since her. I wish I could experience it again.
