A continuation of the last story I told. Hope you enjoy! So..

A continuation of the last story I told. Hope you enjoy! So back to the story I was attempting to tell before going down memory lane.   Me and X were sitting in the back of this class. Had her watching everything I described in the story about the sex tape. I was putting in work and X couldn’t take her eyes off it. She was a little younger than me and I suspect she had never met someone so bold. I could tell she was feeling it, and me.   Before I knew it, I was seeing her after class. I had been in a choir in college. This came with the perk of giving me access to piano practice rooms in the basement of the auditorium. They were small, secluded, and intimate… perfect for getting into things you’re not supposed to.   I knew these rooms and most of the basement would be empty, so I took her to one of them while she waited for her mother to come pick her up. We were just hanging out really. Typically, there would be a bench in front of a piano, but since these were practice rooms, all we had was one desk chair. I played and sang for her while she stood next to me.   We would share flirty moments in between songs... there was tension in the air. At some point she wanted to show me her piano skills (lol), so I let her have the seat.   I’m standing next to her and she’s playing around on the piano while we continue to flirt. Then the tension became too much. We paused and stared at each other after a comment was made about the video I had shown her previously.   Me: So you like what you saw huh?   X: Yeah, I did.   Me: Would you like to see it in person?   X: Yeah… I would.   She didn’t have to tell me twice. She was still sitting in the chair in front of the piano, and I was standing up next to her. She was basically at eye level with my crotch as I unbuckled my shorts. When I pulled it out, her eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store and simultaneously put the biggest smile on my face.   “It’s so pretty… I love your veins” she said, as she held and examined my penis. “Thank you... You made it this way… you should taste it” I expressed, glaring down at her with lustful eyes. Then she put me in her mouth.   Honestly, the head wasn’t particularly great... but she got the job done. I suspected she didn’t have much experience. Seemed my dick was a little too much at the time for her small mouth. But the good thing about head is that sometimes it’s the effort that counts more than anything. And she was determined.   She had been at it for a bit when I started to get that urge. I was swelling to capacity… ready to erupt when her mom called. She let it ring a few times before taking my dick out of her mouth to answer. “Sorry… okay I’m coming” she stated as she held me in one hand and the phone in the other... never breaking eye contact with me. As soon as the call ended, she said, “I want you to cum for me” and stuck her tongue out before wrapping her lips around my penis once more. “You want it in your mouth?” I asked. “Mhmm” she nodded eagerly while bobbing up and down. I couldn’t hold it anymore.   I let it all go... right on her tongue as she kept her mouth on my head. She sucked on it lustfully until I was empty, then swallowed every drop. Afterwards, I walked her to her mom’s car and introduced myself. Found out her mom was fine as hell. And very friendly. I know what you’re thinking, but there’s no story there (as much as I would’ve liked for there to be).   Me and X would continue to talk and text the rest of the semester and over the summer. Eagerly anticipating the next opportunity we’d have to be alone. This opportunity would come during the following semester.   We both moved on campus during the Fall. Literally the first night, she invited me to her room. We were lucky enough to be placed in the same dorm, so all it took was a quick elevator trip. Then I finally had her alone again once more.   I know what you’re thinking. This is the perfect setup for me to tell another arousing, descriptive story. But the truth is, I don’t remember anything about that encounter. This story is more about how I ended up being involved with her friends.   Don’t get me wrong, we had tons of fun together. She was an attractive girl with a very nice body who was always down for sex… but in all transparency, her pussy just wasn’t wet enough for me. I know that a lot of the time, a woman’s wetness fluctuates based on her comfort and arousal with her partner. Well X was obsessed with me.   From the very beginning, she wanted to be my girl. I had never really seen her in that light. Likely because I was too busy being a whore. But honestly, once I felt her pussy, I knew I could never take her seriously. It wasn’t bad! But just wasn’t up to par with what I was used to. It was the kind of sex where we’d have to use lube every time for it to be fulfilling for me, and that’s a sacrifice I just wasn’t willing to make.   I remember her being super tight. That was nice. But the lack of wetness made the friction uncomfortable after a while. I always gave her foreplay. Always kissed her. Always touched her. Always gave her head. It was just always the same. But enough with the downside. Because I really did enjoy my time with her.   To paint the picture, I’ve never really had the dynamic that I shared with her with anyone else. Out of all the women I’ve met, she was almost the horniest. There was a time when she would ask me nearly every day, “Tré, are you going to fuck me today?” And I was happy to oblige. I had just never met someone else who wanted sex as much as me. And here we were, living in the same dorm.   She didn’t care who knew, or even if people saw. I remember multiple times of us being completely naked, fucking in front of her best friend and my roommate. They’d be having a regular conversation, and I’d have her bent over a desk on the other side of the room getting railed like it was normal. Her friend cheered us/her on, and even recorded for us once.   Another shocking occurrence between us was when she wanted to give me head even though I told her I had just worked out. I’m super big on cleanliness, and love to provide fresh dick and balls. But she was insatiable and couldn’t wait. Before I go further, I must admit that even though I’m big on cleanliness, I love eating my lady’s pussy after a long day. I don’t know what it is… but that all day twang just does it for me (LOL). But back to the story.   We lived in a dorm that had suites. When you would walk into a suite, the first thing you’d see is a living room, then a long hallway to your right/left with 3 rooms. Each room had two occupants. So, this day (the day when she wanted to give me head after I had just worked out), me and her were sitting in the living room of my suite. Meaning anyone could see us. I’m not one to block blessings though, so I let her do her thing.   What made this so shocking was that she was giving me head while my suitemates were walking in and out of the suite. It was the middle of the day… broad daylight. And here she was, on her knees giving me the double hand gawk combo. Guys were walking in and out like every five minutes. A few of them made comments. She just looked up and smiled/giggled, then kept going.   On top of that, my suite was located right by the elevator. So basically anyone getting on or off had to walk past it. Every time someone would leave out or come in, people in the hallway would see us as well. She didn’t care at all… That was honestly what I enjoyed most about her. Not to mention she also made me look like the fucking man with that stunt, lol.   But all good things must come to an end eventually. Things between us went sour when I repeatedly denied her romantic advances. I never led her on. I made it clear that we were just friends who fucked. But it just got to a point where she couldn’t handle it.   It never bothered me before, but reminiscing now, I feel bad for how I treated her. We were fucking for nearly that whole year with nothing to show for it. She deserved better. Either for me to be a real friend and stop having sex with her when I knew she wanted more. Or to give her more if that’s what I wanted. I realize that at the time I didn’t care about her at all even though she treated me well. I’m sure I broke her heart and I’m sorry for that.