College Experience: Sticking My Dick in Crazy (M/F) | 2016

As previously mentioned, I went to a liberal arts college on the East Coast...and boy they weren't kidding about the "liberal" part. Unbeknownst to me when I decided to go there, the place was famous as a "lesbian school." Please note, that sounds considerably more awesome than it was. Despite what internet porn would have us all believe, the vast majority of lesbians are not interested in men at all. This made dating difficult for a straight guy like me, but VERY interesting at times (though those stories will have to wait for another day). The events that I'm about to write about occurred the second semester of my Sophomore year (The first semester can be found in this thread.) http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1x27t6/college_experience_the_library_couch_mf/

The first girl I ever slept with wasn't that great an experience. I had no idea what I was doing and the sex was clumsy and awkward. She was only notable for being the first.

The second girl I ever slept with was a wonderful experience, but it was ultimately doomed by distance for the time.

The third girl will forever after be known to me and my friends as "That Crazy Bitch." This girl was a girl who was into anything. I had to invent new stuff just to keep up with her, and it still wasn't enough. She partied harder than anyone I've ever met, invented no fewer than 6 new positions, and openly wondered how cool it must have looked when my house burned to the ground back when I was 10. I still love to fantasize about the unbelievable things she did with me...but I feel guilty when I do it. Yes...I know...everybody I've ever met says "Don't stick your dick in crazy" but its generally hard to determine if a girl is actually nuts when you are dating her. Let me start at the beginning.

I met Kelli (historically speaking, girls who have names that end with an i are always nuts) the first week of said semester in the cafeteria. She just walked up to the table I was sitting at, sat down, and started agressivly flirting with me. In retrospect, that should have been a warning. She was very attractive (I'd say a 8 out of 10.) Kelli was about 5' 7", had a beautiful face, a great rack (later determined to be 34 D), and beautiful skin the shade of caramel. I didn't know it at the time, but Kelli was a complete nymphomaniac, which sounds a lot better than it was.

I was lonely, having broken up with Maddie less than a month ago, and Kelli seemed to good to be true (as previously mentioned, I have a fetish for large breasts). I asked her for her phone number, and we agreed to go to one of my friends fraternity parties the following weekend.

When I picked her up for the party she was wearing an unbelievably tiny green dress which highlighted her "assets" so well that she came very close to popping out of it. The neckline plunged down deeply over her amazing cleavage. It was very obvious that Kelli wasn't wearing a bra. I tried not to stare to blatantly at how wonderfully the dress framed her incredibly large chest...and I failed. She noticed. As we walked over to it, I began to see the first vestiges of crazy rearing their ugly head. Somehow, she managed to swing the conversation to her ex boyfriend. Everything she told me about him (I later met the guy and determined that all of it was a complete and total lie) sounded horrible. She claimed that he had been gay (I later met the guy and he wasn't) and used her as "cover" with his parents (who were both dead, but I didn't know that then.) I commented that he "sounded bad" and that she "deserved better."

Kelli asked me about my exs, so I told her the very G rated version of my story with Maddie and my previous bad experience. Surprisingly, Kelli asked to see a picture of Maddie. I pulled out my phone and showed her one. Kelli immediately commented "Nice tits...I'd fuck her." THAT got my attention. Apparently, Kelli was one of my college's many many many bisexuals.

Eventually the two of us arrived at the party and Kelli grabbed my hand and pulled me through the crowd of drunk freshmen to the nearest wall on the dance floor. She pushed me against the wall and starting grinding her ass onto my cock in time to the music. As she shook it against my groin, her butt rippled and shimmied all over me. She was really quite good at it and managed to get me really hard by rubbing her ass over all me. I simply couldn't stop my erection from growing as she squeezed her ass with my cock stuck in between her cheeks. It was obvious that Kelli felt it, because she started what I can only describe as fucking my cock with the cheeks of her ass.

Just as the situation was starting to get unbearable Kelli stopped grinding on me. She turned to face me and placed her arms around my neck. I put my hands on her hips as she continued to move her waist against me in a circular motion. Then she moved her hands hands away from my neck, and started to stroke them up and down my chest. You could have cut the sexual tension with a knife. The entire situation was just to darn hot. I distinctly remember thinking "Might as well go for it..." Then I grabbing her head and kissing her.

As first kisses go...it was actually a pretty reasonable one. It started off soft and gentle, then immediately escalated into a furious make out session with moaning, groaning, and both of us getting a little handsy. If I hadn't had friends in the frat, or if we'd been in any decently respected club, we'd have probably been kicked out. Without removing her lips from mine, Kelli somehow managed to get one of her legs wrapped around my back and started rubbing her panties on my cock. Even through my khakis, I could feel she was soaking wet. I wanted her...I wanted her so badly my balls physically ached. I pulled my lips away from hers and whispered "Let's get out of here."

I dragged her to the upstairs of the frat, entered the door combination, and pulled her into the bathroom. Once inside, frantically kissed her again and sat her down on top of the combination counter/sink with her back to a mirror. As we made out pressed up against the sink, I felt her hand unbuckle my pants, and slowly begin rubbing my cock through my briefs. Inspired by that, I returned the favor, moving her panties aside for access to her pussy. Before long, my pants were on the ground, her dress was hiked up, and we were furiously masturbating each other.

Before long, it was obvious that Kelli was vastly closer to getting off than I was. Partly to help her along, but mostly to psych myself up to make a move, I looked right at her and started talking dirty to her. In retrospect, my lines were lame...things like "Do you like getting finger fucked by me?" and "Please cum for me" but they seemed to do the trick. She began to basically fuck my hand, and sadly stopped jerking me off (I guess her brain was occupied.) Seeing an opportunity here, I flipped her around, bending her over a combination counter/sink with her beautiful face pressed up against the bathroom mirror. Then, I began to aggressively finger fuck her. Now, as previously mentioned, Kelli had an amazing chest (34 D.) Apparently, the rather abrupt motions we were making as I fingered her were simply to much for her sexy green dress. Her breasts burst out of the "hole" at the top of the dress. They were even more magnificent than their promise. Her tits were smaller than Maddie's had been, but they seemed to be perkier. The view I had of them hanging down while they bounced back and forth as I fingered her in front of that mirror is truly one of the hottest experiences of my life. I knew right then that I was going to fuck her right in front of that mirror.

I could feel Kelli's pussy starting to clench my fingers...which meant that she was close to getting off. Wanting to feel this from the inside, I flat out asked her if she wanted me to button up and fuck her. She basically begged me to hurry up and put the condom on. I pulled out a condom from my wallet (yes, I know that's a bad place to keep them now, please don't tell me in the comments,) and slid it on. I put one hand on Kelli's head and pressed her against the counter while the other groped her amazing breasts. Then I gently pressed my cock into her pussy.

Kelli was soaking wet and let out a loud and long moan as I slid about half of myself inside her. I took a few seconds to adjust to Kelli's warm and moist pussy. She was probably slightly less tight than Maddie or the previous girl had been, but she was more than suited for my purposes. Experimentally, I began to thrust into her. Kelli had obviously taken a few cocks before and knew what she was doing. Her pussy almost seemed to be sucking my cock into it. Remarkably, she seemed to be really enjoying herself. The moans began getting louder and I could hear her saying something under her breath.

By this point I was incredibly turned on and wanted nothing more than to pound her so hard that she'd be incapable of walking for a week. I inquisitively inserted the rest of my cock until my rapidly swelling balls were pressed up against her pussy to Kelli's cry of "Holy fucking shit!" Taking this as encouragement, I began fucking her in earnest by increasing the rhythm. Her head and body rose up as the fucking accelerated and she moved her hands to brace herself against both the wall and the counter. I could tell that she was at least as turned on by the mirror, and thus the ability to watch herself get fucked, as I was. As the tempo accelerated her murmuring got louder and louder. I heard her let out a gasp as I apparently hit a "good" spot inside her. I slowed the tempo down slightly in concern, only to have her turn her head partly around and say "Don't you DARE stop!" I smiled, and asked her if she was "enjoying watching yourself get fucked." Kelli let out a cry of "Fuck yes!" I stared at the mirror watching her amazing tits bounce until I simply had to cup them. I reached around, grabbed her ample breasts, and began using them as handles to keep up the rhythm. She let out a deep moan in response which sounded suspiciously like "harder." I could feel her pussy tense up as Kelli let out a sharp cry. I'm not sure if she came or not (and I never trusted her to be truthful about things like that,) but she immediately begged me to turn her around so she could face me.

I pulled out of her, still horny as hell, and she hopped up on the counter, spread her legs, and leaned back on her arms. After propping her up on the counter (which was actually at a decent height for what I had planned) I caressed her breasts with one hand while teasing her slit with my cock. She smiled and said "Come right in." I drove my cock straight into her and lowered my head to her breasts. Those impressive tits of hers were simply begging to be sucked on,and I was not rude enough to deny them. Then, Kelli went into "dirty talking" mode. She locked her eyes with mine and shouted "Is my snug snatch too much for you too handle?" I frantically shook my head and continued thrusting. She continued moaning and again screamed "Come on...Pound that pussy! I don't want to sit for a week." Her vocalizations got increasingly graphic and less coherent from there. Honestly, outside of pornography, I've never seen a girl talk like that. Gradually, the dirty talk turned into ecstatic screaming as she wrapped her legs around my back, pulling me ever closer. I continued the rhythm, thrusting deeply into her until I felt (even through the condom) her internal walls pulse in that oh so distinctive feeling that means a women is getting off. Her screams rose in volume throughout her orgasm. That, combined with the incredible sight of her breasts bouncing as I fucked her, caused my balls begin to tense and swell up. There was simply to much stimulation and I was long past ready to cum.

Somehow, Kelli sense that; immediately slowed down and pulled herself off of me. She hopped off the counter, pressed her body into mine and kissed me deeply. For a second, I thought we were going to go at it again, but she pulled the condom off, then began slowly stroking my cock. Kelli looked down at my swollen cock and said "You look like you could use some help with that." I nodded frantically. Kelli smiled and then said "I'd be happy to help you out...if you, say, take me out again next Friday...and the one after that." I was far to horny to think straight about being effectively sexually blackmailed into dating Kelli, but at the time, it seemed like a great deal.

When I voiced my agreement Kelli smiled and said "There's only one rule. Don't go off in my mouth." Then she dropped to her knees and began to explore my cock. Kelli gave it a few experimental licks and began to caress my balls. She squeezed them, and began to pump my cock with her other hand. "These balls are so big... I bet you've got a huge load for me" she whispered. I nodded in complete agreement. Kelli maneuvered my cock into her mouth and began bobbing her head up and down. She gave a pretty decent blowjob, and before long I simply couldn't take it anymore. I pulled myself out of her mouth and began frantically jacking off perched above her. However, I couldn't QUITE seem to get over the edge. Sensing this, she craned up her neck and slowly licked the top cock once from the tip to the base. Then she got back on her knees and began pumping my cock with both hands. That was all it took. I felt my balls start to release their load and shouted "I'm gonna cum" Kelli reacted to the very modest warning rapidly, but she wasn't quite fast enough. The ensuing explosion of my balls just barely missed her face. However, it did not miss her breasts or her neck. Kelli just sat there, apparently somewhat stunned, as my cum rained down all over her chest. In the middle of my orgasm, she snapped out of her stupor, and resumed pumping my cock, and continued accepting my load all over her chest. Seeing those sexy breasts covered that way was simply amazing.

I helped Kelli clean herself up and we replace our clothing. However, her dress looked...used. Not wanting to be seen by the frat guys who had surely heard our little display, we snuck out of the frat. My apartment was much closer than hers, so I invited her back for the night as I knew for a fact Harry, my roommate, was going out that evening. Once we arrived at my apartment Ike, the small spaniel that Harry had brought to college, gave Kelli his ceremonial greeting/tackle. Kelli made a big deal of the dog, which just made Ike more attentive to her. The little dog seemed to want to follow here everywhere...including into my bedroom, which I eventually led Kelli to. I closed the door on the little dog and turned my attention back to Kelli. She smiled at me and said "Its late...can I crash here tonight?" (it was like 11 at this point aka: really not late.)

Being a gentleman, I agreed and winkingly offered to sleep on my couch. Kelli shook her head, popped her breasts out of her dress, and said "Oh come on." Seconds later she dragged me onto the bed and thrust her tongue into my mouth. Soon, my pants were off again and her dress was on the floor. Kelli may have been nuts, but she looked great naked. Everything stayed exactly where it had been before....it didn't drop a millimeter. We spent some time admiring one another bodies (and listening to Ike freak out at not being allowed near his new favorite human.) Feeling up Kelli was a privilege, and soon I was more than ready to go again. I moved to bend her over again, when she literally wagged her finger in my face and said "I just took a load on the tits...the least you could do is let me be on top."

I had just enough time to put on another condom, then she was on top of me. I felt myself slide into her again. Our fucking was much less frantic than it had been in the bathroom, probably because this time Kelli was the one in control. She moved her body VERY slowly up and down my shaft. She leaned forward and allowed me to suck and caress her massive tits. Kelli moaned, and murmured "That's so good..." then slowly increased the pace until we were fucking at a pretty good clip. I felt her get tighter and tighter until it became obvious she was close. Then, I wrapped both hands around her ample breasts and squeezed her nipples. Apparently, that sent her over the edge. She leaned back on my cock and screamed "Fuck yes!" I felt her go off around me again. I wasn't done yet though, so I started frantically thrusting into her. She was so warm, so tight, so wet... I could literally feel the cum in my balls straining to get out. I stiffened...and realized that I was about to go off inside her. My orgasm was really really nice.

Kelli spent that night at my place...and the night after that. Within a week we were "Facebook Official" which was the golden standard at the time.

That's when everything went wrong. It became very obvious that she had done a LOT of lying about various things. Now, I don't mind the occasional lie, heck, I've told some whoopers to get into a girls pants, but a limit exists. Three weeks into our relationship, I started to get REALLY annoyed about it...so I decided to talk to my female friend Katie about Kelli's inability to tell the truth. I'd been friends with Katie since my freshman year. She was a stunning blond who was a genuinely nice person. Sadly though, she was bisexual with a HEAVY leaning towards gay. As I described the problem to her, she broke down into tears. Concerned, I asked what had happened. Apparently, Katie had unknowingly picked Kelli up at a party that weekend (Kelli claimed to be "studying" and thus we hadn't gone out.) Katie hadn't been aware of who Kelli was initially, and they had had sex. When Katie realized, she felt terrible about the whole thing and apologized profusely. I told her she could buy me dinner later that week and we'd be even...though that's another story.

Now, before the Reddit gay rights crowd comes out let me just be clear. I have no opposition to lesbian relationships or girls having sex. I do have a problem with cheating though, which is exactly how I saw the situation.

Needless to say, I confronted Kelli about it when we had lunch. To say she was irritated would be an understatement. She couldn't understand why I was unhappy, even though we had agreed to be monogamous. She then informed me "It isn't like that was the first time I've slept with somebody else since we've been dating. Stop being jealous." The ensuing fight was so loud that we were kicked out of the cafeteria. It was safe to say we broke up and that I was pretty depressed for a few days.

I thought that would be the end of it....it wasn't.

Two days after our breakup I got a frantic call from Harry. Apparently, Ike (the dog) was missing. I hurried back to my apartment.

After talking to my landlord Harry and I learned that he had let Kelli into our place (he'd certainly seen her around enough and he was an old guy, thus susceptible attention from a pretty young girl.) He'd seen her carry Ike out.

I called Kelli and asked what was going on. To my great surprise, she informed me that I could have Ike back when I "Grew up and rejected my heteronormativity by apologizing." (I told you it was a liberal school and that she was nuts.) I then explained, at GREAT length how Ike wasn't my dog, but Harry's. She didn't care, because I still "cared about it." At that point, I hung up and called the campus police. It actually became a huge deal and she was very nearly arrested. She did manage to get off with a warning somehow. She ALWAYS managed to get off with warnings.

Kelli was genuinely nuts and made quite a few crazy attempts to get revenge on me, but those are stories for another time.

So yah, TLDR...I fucked a beautiful girl on the first date. Dated her for a short time. Turned out she had been cheating on me with people of both genders and was genuinely crazy...then she kidnapped my roommates dog and tried to hold it for ransom to get me to apologize for her cheating on me.