FORMATIVE YEARS CHAPTER 2

  FORMATIVE YEARS CHAPTER 2

          

"My virgin ass," Jen cooed, "you're the first there!"

I stopped and just rested, savoring the tight grip Jen had on my cock and she savored the filled up feeling of my fully expanded cock deep inside her. I slowly pumped in and out, barely moving at first, but slowly increasing the speed until Jen yelled, "Fuck me, Fuck me fast and hard, give it to me!"

So, I did, until once more I felt the cream rising and blew a load of it into her butt. Jen had been working her clit while I gave her ass a reaming and she followed me with another of her series of orgasms. I backed out and we collapsed side by side again on the bed.

"Shit," said Jen, "I rarely have a multiple orgasm and never have I had three separate and rolling orgasms, one for each hole. And you have never done this before! fucking amazing.

"Nope, not before tonight, I was a virgin for all three, anal, oral, and vaginal."

"Jesus, I don't know how you learned to do it so well then. Anyway, I'm certainly not going to turn loose of you very soon you fucking stud!"

She climbed out of bed to get my fraternity pin and climbed back into bed, pinning it to her pillow for now as I climbed back aboard, missionary style, and fucked her again.

And she didn't, either. Turn loose of me, that is. We remained together until our graduation three years later. We fucked like minks most of that time, sometimes, both day and night.

I did retain my voyeuristic nature at heart and a voyeur of opportunity in practice. Jen and I usually were naked in our off campus apartment. I liked her that way and she liked to indulge me. It helped promote spontaneous fucks.

Rather late in our relationship, I found out that Jen came from and Eastern, blue-blood family and sort of broke the traces by attending the University of Michigan rather than Vassar or some such high society school back east.

I, on the other hand, was from a humble, working class family and we both realized that although we were good together in bed, very good as a matter of fact, and that our feelings for each other were deep, a permanent relationship just would never work.

So, after graduation, I went to Missouri to the School of Mines and Jen went to New York. The parting was amicable and mutually deemed necessary, though tearful for Jen and very emotional for both of us.

My years in Missouri were filled with work and several short term liaisons that were sexually fulfilling, but nothing more, nothing like Jen. My first full time job assignment upon graduation, sent me immediately to a Middle Eastern country.

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