I had just broken up with wife #1, who was sort of a cold fish sexually. I was playing raquetball, and a coed, who was in one of my classes was watching. We talked between points, she seemed happy that i was single, wound up inviting me over for pizza. She was cute, but not spectacular, but had one of those mischevious smiles that hinted that she might be hot.
After pizza and a beer or two, we were talking, then making out, then I was unbuttoning her blouse, then sucking her nipples, then we were naked, then i was sliding my big boy into her silky pussy. So far, pretty nice, but pretty standard But, after i got inside her, she started getting noisy, moaning, doing the oh god, oh god thing, until she siezed up and came very hard.
As we were making out, calming down, she said have you cum yet. i said, no, it takes me a while. She got a big smile, wrapped her legs around my waist, and started building up to another orgasm. Turns out, she came 5 times before I blew my load. I stayed the night, came 8 times myself (I was 24), who knows how many times she came, but it was a lot, all very dramatic and noisy. We dated for a year, never missed a single day of having some sort of sex (oral and anal, at her instigation, during her periods), every position imaginable when fucking. Generally, I'd say she came 10 times for every 1 that I did.
All from getting invited to pizza while playing raquetball. I shouldn't have let her go.
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