Toga! Toga! T-oh-ugh! - Sex Stories

Toga! Toga! T-oh-ugh!

... didn’t fully enter right away, but with each thrust he went a bit deeper until I knew he was fully in, and I was filled in a way no man prior had filled me before. Not that I’ve slept with a lot of men in the past, but I was by no means a virgin before this party. Owen leaned over and kissed me hard as he thrust. I could taste my pussy in his lips and tongue and found it strangely erotic. No man had ever kissed me after eating my pussy before, but I now wish they had. My hips met him thrust for thrust and I just wanted more. My second orgasm hit, and I kissed him to keep from having the entire frat house hear me scream. Owen pumped harder and faster within me. He held me tight, and flipped me over so now I was on top. I sat up and rode him, cowgirl style. His cock filled me more than before. He sat up, held me close, peeled off my shirt, and kissed me as a third orgasm hit. He sucked my nipples as I rode him through my orgasm. He pulled me off and had me get on my hands and knees. Owen stood up and pulled me to edge of his bed and slid his cock back into me. He held my hips firmly as he pounded me with his cock. I tried to bury my face into the bed, but he grabbed a handful of my hair and made me sit up. I could feel his cock swell and pulse within me just moments before he growled and shot his load into the condom within me. I felt him kiss my shoulder blades and spine before he pulled out. I collapsed on his bed as Owen disposed the used condom. He sat next to me and I ...

... rolled over onto my back. “That was great,” he said. “I agree. Even better sober.” Owen laughed. “I totally agree.” I stretched, then saw the clock. “Is that the time? Fuck! I need to go.” “Why?” “I have to work tonight.” “Then let me walk you back to your dorm.” “You don’t have to do that.” “I want to.” Owen loaned me a pair of sweat pants and the t-shirt from earlier. He slipped on some jeans and a t-shirt. We went downstairs where the orgy had resumed. I saw my friend, Chrissy, in the middle of a spit-roast, sucking one guy’s cock while another fucked her pussy. One gal was getting a double penetration, and another was tag-teaming two cocks while her ass was being fucked by a third. I saw the look on Owen’s face, he wanted to join. Hell, I wanted to join, but I couldn’t. I pulled away and headed for the door when I felt Owen’s hand on my arm. “Wait for me,” he said. “What about the orgy?” “As tempting as it is,” he said looking back for a moment, then back at me, “I kinda enjoyed our private time more.” That made me smile. “You’re a wonderful liar.” “Who says I’m lying?” I decided not to argue. Owen escorted me to my dorm, then walked me to work. Luckily, the shift was slow and my boss didn’t catch on that I was hung-over. You can imagine my surprise when I left to find Owen waiting for me. “What are you doing here?” I asked. “I wanted to make sure you got home safely.” Owen walked me home, then spent the night in my dorm room after he fucked me silly again. A few days later, ...