Manmoirs: Post Game Celebration - Sex Stories

Manmoirs: Post Game Celebration

... cum kept shooting out of my cock for what seemed like a minute. My cum loads were just ridiculous "Dean, that was fucking amazing." It was amazing until I had Priscilla come up to me a few days later asking if I slept with Anne. I told her I didn't, but she didn't believe me. She told me not to talk to her, and I obliged. I really didn't want to ruffle her feathers despite the fact we weren't dating. I was her younger fuck buddy, that was all. Anne talked about our fling, and I wasn't happy about it. I denied it as best I could, and whenever Anne called or messaged me for another hook up I made an excuse to avoid her. Looking back, I shouldn't have done that. When you get older you begin to appreciate young, college pussy. Back then, I was just pissed she bragged about the hookup. I wanted to bang other classmates on the down-low, and I felt she ruined that for me. Priscilla gave in eventually, and we started hooking up again after Valentine's Day. Go figure. She was pissed about Hailey from the previous semester also, which then prompted me to end things in March. In April, I had an end of the year romp with an unexpected partner.