Straight Female / 36
First off I'll admit that I have the worst taste when it comes to men. I tend to go for bad boys. Things get sexual pretty quick and then a little too rough. I enjoy sex very much and I need it to be interesting to keep my interests. My own actions have cause several of my relationships to end badly...basically I get bored and find someone new.
Now that you know I'm not a good girl. Let me tell you about a guy I hooked up with back in college. I was just 18 when I met Scott for the first time. He lived on the same floor as my boyfriend did. Scott was so hot. He was a workout machine, buff, the floor president, and seemed invincible. Just being around him made me moist. When I had sex with my boyfriend, I imagined Scott taking me in various positions. Just using me to pleasure himself. I made my boyfriend ask Scott to train us. I couldn't believe someone like him was single.
When we worked out,I always wore the shortest shorts and a tight tank top hoping he would notice. My boyfriend wasn't happy how I dressed for Scott. I did notice Scott checking me out and I could barely keep my excitement in. Afterwards my boyfriend wanted to fuck but I preferred to masturbate in my dorm room thinking of Scott.
I was shy back in college, my controlling boyfriend was always good at pointing out my flaws. Even going as far as to say I wasn't Scott's type. I decided to write Scott a note and hand it to him. It was November when Scott and I were walking to campus together. I didn't actually have a class that morning. We were walking up to Scott's building and I handed him the note. I told him not to open it until after his class. I ran off excited nervous and hopeful.
That afternoon took forever until Scott tracked me down. He looked so good, I was dreaming he was going to rip my clothes off and take me. My body was electric, I was shaking. Scott sat in a chair facing me on my bed. I had my hands between my legs and could feel me getting wet. Then a bomb hit, Scott told me he was flattered that I wanted to be with him but he couldn't because of his friendship with my boyfriend....if things were different he would be up for it. I was crushed. I started crying and couldn't stop. Scott came over to the bed and put his arm around me. I hugged him hard, he smelled so good I didn't want to let go. I was so ashamed and couldn't look at him.
Just then, my boyfriend walked in. He was furious that Scott had his arm around me crying. Scott tried to explain it was a simple misunderstanding. My boyfriend threw a punch at Scott. Scott moved to the side grabbing my boyfriend's arm and twisted behind his back throwing him to the floor. Scott was being so calm and told him nothing happened. Then he went on to say that it was he who had flirted with me and he was there to apologize. My boyfriend was pinned to the ground swearing at him. Scott let my boyfriend up and left. My boyfriend was red in the cheeks from being embarrassed.
That night my boyfriend wanted to have sex but I told him I wasn't feeling good. We argued and he slapped me upside the head. I lived across campus and he made me walk it alone. I got back to my dorm room and called my boyfriend. Things were said and we broke up. I went home that weekend.
It was several days before I saw Scott. I knew he would be at the gym. He came over and told me he tried to make piece with my now exboyfriend....it didn't go over well. Now that I was single, I asked him if he was interested in me. He said yes but we should give it some time.I was confused but waited.
That weekend I was at a floor party when I next saw Scott. I was with two of my girlfriends there just dancing with each other since no guys had the balls to ask to. Scott showed up and I lost my breath. He walked straight up to me and without a word he took my hand. We danced to a few songs. I was all over him. Our eyes locked it was amazing. Before long we were back at my dorm. We sat on the bed. Scott kissed me. I was shaking all over. His lips were so soft and his touch radiated so much heat. It made me feel weak. I pulled his shirt off. Running my hands over his perfect pectorals down to his amazing abs. Scott took my top off and had unhooked my bra. We continued kissing, Scott gently pushed me down onto the bed. His body pressing into mine. I fumbled to unbutton his jeans. He stood up and pulled them down. I just laid there looking at him. He was perfect. Scott leaned over gently and started kissing me down my body. My mind and body were on fire. I felt so good I was about to burst.
Scott removed my skirt and panties. He placed his hand between my legs. I knew he could feel how wet I was. He licked his fingers and returned his hand to rub me. I could barely stand it. Then I thought of something, I had never been with anyone but my boyfriend at that point. Scott was a little longer and much thicker than my boyfriend....I froze up. Scott sensed something was wrong and asked. I started crying again. Scott pulled me up to him and held me. I was scared. So there we sat naked so close. My eyes were transfixed on his erectness...I wanted to touch it and feel it inside me but just couldn't. I started saying sorry over and over. Scott was amazing, he said it's OK we don't have to. I hugged him so hard and he wiped my tears away. We got dressed and he took me out for ice cream. I'm not sure why the woman at the ice cream place said this but she commented what a cute couple we were. Scott and I just looked at each other smiling. He walked me to my dorm, we kissed goodnight and he left.
The next day Scott and I walked to campus holding hands. I felt empowered with him. He walked me to my first class, even though his didn't start for a couple hours. That day in class all I could think about was Scott. I wrote his name over and over in my notebook. I couldn't wait to see him. We met at the library in the afternoon. He studied while I acted like I was. I had been thinking about it all day, I reached over took his hand and told him I loved him. I was locked in his eyes and he smiled. He then told me he had feelings for me but couldn't say he loved me yet. I didn't care at the time. I had to tell him. My heart was so full then.
Scott and I had been a couple for a few weeks when I brought up having sex. I was waiting for him to bring it up but he held off from asking until I was. Scott always seemed to be in control. I was so crazy for him and wondered if he was as crazy for me. We decided to get a hotel room.
We checked in that afternoon skipping some classes. It was the most intense, animalistic, hottest sex I ever had. Scott performed oral on me until I had cum twice. I had never done that before. When I had had enough, for the time being, I pulled him up on me. I grabbed his hard rod and guided it into me. I was soaking wet as he slid into me. I had to catch a breath as he slowly probed deep into me. It was an emotional wave crashing onto me. Scott was all the way in and I had him hold there while I squeezed him inside me. This really got me going since Scott was just as excited. I lost control of myself in the moment. Our bodies sweating, rubbing against each other. There were no places on our bodies that our tongues didn't get to. My hands were all over Scott's perfect little ass. It was so hard but I squeezed harder leaving my mark. For literally hours, we didn't stop. When we did Scott spooned me in his strong arms. I held onto them feeling safe, warm, and very relaxed.
We cleaned off and went to the hot tub/pool area. Yes, we did pack swimsuits :) We were sitting close together in the hot tub when an older woman came in. I noticed she was checking Scott out. I immediately grabbed his arm pulling him close....I was a little insecure and no woman was going to take my man. She joined us and started talking. Scott conversed with her but I was tight lipped. I was tearing her apart in my mind on how much better I looked than her. I grew tired of listening to her talk about herself. I whispered in Scott's ear loud enough for her to hear that I wanted to fuck. Scott flushed but was game. We excused ourselves but I got in one evil stare on her before leaving.
We went back to the room. Scott took me from behind in the shower. Our bodies smacking into each other. He pulled my head back kissing my neck. We then got on the bed. Scott was going down on me but it was my turn. I licked his shaft and played with his sack. I had to really open up and my jaw popped as I swallowed him. Scott laid back with his hands on my head as I worked on trying to take all of him. In my haste, I gagged and almost threw up. Scott pulled me up on top of him. I rubbed myself straddling his body. He was touching my face and caressing my left breast. I reached down took ahold of Scott and slipped him into me. Scott said it felt warm and liked how our two bodies were now one. His words seemed to stimulate more. I wanted to fuck his brains out and give him the best sex ever.
We continued to have sex throughout the night and well into dawn. We had done everything except anal sex, I wasn't into it at the time. On the way back to the dorms we stopped and ate a huge breakfast. I'm sure it was evident that we had sex all night. I didn't feel tired even if I looked worn out. I barely could keep my hands off of Scott. Sitting next to him in the booth I kept grabbing him and he was doing the same.
Scott and I dated for two years...even getting engaged when I strayed for another man after a petty argument. Unfortunately, Scott was hurt badly by my actions. He said some harsh things and gave me back everything , including the note, I had given him. We broke up. We did hook up for one more night but that was it. During our last time, I tried to get pregnant by him. I desperately wanted to get Scott back.
Over the years, nothing compared to the feelings I had for Scott. With my dead end job and no good boyfriends. I decided to track Scott down. I found out where he lived and recently moved to the same city. I wrote Scott an email confessing how great things were for me when we were together. Scott wrote back telling me he thinks fondly of me and our past ....he too felt bad for the things he said. He is married now with two kids. I know that he's in a good place now but I want to be with him. Wish me luck!
Now that you know I'm not a good girl. Let me tell you about a guy I hooked up with back in college. I was just 18 when I met Scott for the first time. He lived on the same floor as my boyfriend did. Scott was so hot. He was a workout machine, buff, the floor president, and seemed invincible. Just being around him made me moist. When I had sex with my boyfriend, I imagined Scott taking me in various positions. Just using me to pleasure himself. I made my boyfriend ask Scott to train us. I couldn't believe someone like him was single.
When we worked out,I always wore the shortest shorts and a tight tank top hoping he would notice. My boyfriend wasn't happy how I dressed for Scott. I did notice Scott checking me out and I could barely keep my excitement in. Afterwards my boyfriend wanted to fuck but I preferred to masturbate in my dorm room thinking of Scott.
I was shy back in college, my controlling boyfriend was always good at pointing out my flaws. Even going as far as to say I wasn't Scott's type. I decided to write Scott a note and hand it to him. It was November when Scott and I were walking to campus together. I didn't actually have a class that morning. We were walking up to Scott's building and I handed him the note. I told him not to open it until after his class. I ran off excited nervous and hopeful.
That afternoon took forever until Scott tracked me down. He looked so good, I was dreaming he was going to rip my clothes off and take me. My body was electric, I was shaking. Scott sat in a chair facing me on my bed. I had my hands between my legs and could feel me getting wet. Then a bomb hit, Scott told me he was flattered that I wanted to be with him but he couldn't because of his friendship with my boyfriend....if things were different he would be up for it. I was crushed. I started crying and couldn't stop. Scott came over to the bed and put his arm around me. I hugged him hard, he smelled so good I didn't want to let go. I was so ashamed and couldn't look at him.
Just then, my boyfriend walked in. He was furious that Scott had his arm around me crying. Scott tried to explain it was a simple misunderstanding. My boyfriend threw a punch at Scott. Scott moved to the side grabbing my boyfriend's arm and twisted behind his back throwing him to the floor. Scott was being so calm and told him nothing happened. Then he went on to say that it was he who had flirted with me and he was there to apologize. My boyfriend was pinned to the ground swearing at him. Scott let my boyfriend up and left. My boyfriend was red in the cheeks from being embarrassed.
That night my boyfriend wanted to have sex but I told him I wasn't feeling good. We argued and he slapped me upside the head. I lived across campus and he made me walk it alone. I got back to my dorm room and called my boyfriend. Things were said and we broke up. I went home that weekend.
It was several days before I saw Scott. I knew he would be at the gym. He came over and told me he tried to make piece with my now exboyfriend....it didn't go over well. Now that I was single, I asked him if he was interested in me. He said yes but we should give it some time.I was confused but waited.
That weekend I was at a floor party when I next saw Scott. I was with two of my girlfriends there just dancing with each other since no guys had the balls to ask to. Scott showed up and I lost my breath. He walked straight up to me and without a word he took my hand. We danced to a few songs. I was all over him. Our eyes locked it was amazing. Before long we were back at my dorm. We sat on the bed. Scott kissed me. I was shaking all over. His lips were so soft and his touch radiated so much heat. It made me feel weak. I pulled his shirt off. Running my hands over his perfect pectorals down to his amazing abs. Scott took my top off and had unhooked my bra. We continued kissing, Scott gently pushed me down onto the bed. His body pressing into mine. I fumbled to unbutton his jeans. He stood up and pulled them down. I just laid there looking at him. He was perfect. Scott leaned over gently and started kissing me down my body. My mind and body were on fire. I felt so good I was about to burst.
Scott removed my skirt and panties. He placed his hand between my legs. I knew he could feel how wet I was. He licked his fingers and returned his hand to rub me. I could barely stand it. Then I thought of something, I had never been with anyone but my boyfriend at that point. Scott was a little longer and much thicker than my boyfriend....I froze up. Scott sensed something was wrong and asked. I started crying again. Scott pulled me up to him and held me. I was scared. So there we sat naked so close. My eyes were transfixed on his erectness...I wanted to touch it and feel it inside me but just couldn't. I started saying sorry over and over. Scott was amazing, he said it's OK we don't have to. I hugged him so hard and he wiped my tears away. We got dressed and he took me out for ice cream. I'm not sure why the woman at the ice cream place said this but she commented what a cute couple we were. Scott and I just looked at each other smiling. He walked me to my dorm, we kissed goodnight and he left.
The next day Scott and I walked to campus holding hands. I felt empowered with him. He walked me to my first class, even though his didn't start for a couple hours. That day in class all I could think about was Scott. I wrote his name over and over in my notebook. I couldn't wait to see him. We met at the library in the afternoon. He studied while I acted like I was. I had been thinking about it all day, I reached over took his hand and told him I loved him. I was locked in his eyes and he smiled. He then told me he had feelings for me but couldn't say he loved me yet. I didn't care at the time. I had to tell him. My heart was so full then.
Scott and I had been a couple for a few weeks when I brought up having sex. I was waiting for him to bring it up but he held off from asking until I was. Scott always seemed to be in control. I was so crazy for him and wondered if he was as crazy for me. We decided to get a hotel room.
We checked in that afternoon skipping some classes. It was the most intense, animalistic, hottest sex I ever had. Scott performed oral on me until I had cum twice. I had never done that before. When I had had enough, for the time being, I pulled him up on me. I grabbed his hard rod and guided it into me. I was soaking wet as he slid into me. I had to catch a breath as he slowly probed deep into me. It was an emotional wave crashing onto me. Scott was all the way in and I had him hold there while I squeezed him inside me. This really got me going since Scott was just as excited. I lost control of myself in the moment. Our bodies sweating, rubbing against each other. There were no places on our bodies that our tongues didn't get to. My hands were all over Scott's perfect little ass. It was so hard but I squeezed harder leaving my mark. For literally hours, we didn't stop. When we did Scott spooned me in his strong arms. I held onto them feeling safe, warm, and very relaxed.
We cleaned off and went to the hot tub/pool area. Yes, we did pack swimsuits :) We were sitting close together in the hot tub when an older woman came in. I noticed she was checking Scott out. I immediately grabbed his arm pulling him close....I was a little insecure and no woman was going to take my man. She joined us and started talking. Scott conversed with her but I was tight lipped. I was tearing her apart in my mind on how much better I looked than her. I grew tired of listening to her talk about herself. I whispered in Scott's ear loud enough for her to hear that I wanted to fuck. Scott flushed but was game. We excused ourselves but I got in one evil stare on her before leaving.
We went back to the room. Scott took me from behind in the shower. Our bodies smacking into each other. He pulled my head back kissing my neck. We then got on the bed. Scott was going down on me but it was my turn. I licked his shaft and played with his sack. I had to really open up and my jaw popped as I swallowed him. Scott laid back with his hands on my head as I worked on trying to take all of him. In my haste, I gagged and almost threw up. Scott pulled me up on top of him. I rubbed myself straddling his body. He was touching my face and caressing my left breast. I reached down took ahold of Scott and slipped him into me. Scott said it felt warm and liked how our two bodies were now one. His words seemed to stimulate more. I wanted to fuck his brains out and give him the best sex ever.
We continued to have sex throughout the night and well into dawn. We had done everything except anal sex, I wasn't into it at the time. On the way back to the dorms we stopped and ate a huge breakfast. I'm sure it was evident that we had sex all night. I didn't feel tired even if I looked worn out. I barely could keep my hands off of Scott. Sitting next to him in the booth I kept grabbing him and he was doing the same.
Scott and I dated for two years...even getting engaged when I strayed for another man after a petty argument. Unfortunately, Scott was hurt badly by my actions. He said some harsh things and gave me back everything , including the note, I had given him. We broke up. We did hook up for one more night but that was it. During our last time, I tried to get pregnant by him. I desperately wanted to get Scott back.
Over the years, nothing compared to the feelings I had for Scott. With my dead end job and no good boyfriends. I decided to track Scott down. I found out where he lived and recently moved to the same city. I wrote Scott an email confessing how great things were for me when we were together. Scott wrote back telling me he thinks fondly of me and our past ....he too felt bad for the things he said. He is married now with two kids. I know that he's in a good place now but I want to be with him. Wish me luck!
