The "Good" Catholic college girl - part 2 repayment in kind. | 2016

Folks seemed to enjoy part 1, so I suppose I should advance the story.

Before we get too far in, some more background. By the end of this whole story it will be clear that, in reality, Maggie was fricking nuts. I was too stupid and horny at the time to see it, but by the 15 month mark I was miserable, and had the sex not been as good as it was, I'd have dumped her much sooner. I don't have many mantra's, but one of them is "don't stick it in the crazy," and Maggie was ultra-crazy, and the basis for that mantra.

I later found out that, prior to our first encounter, Maggie's wasn't technically single. Turns out she was "dating" a guy back home, which is part of the reason she went home every weekend. By "dating" I mean they hung out, and she went down on him the fleeting times they could get time alone. Her parents were very religious (Irish/Polish Catholic families are like that, I guess). I was (even then) a non-believer, but that didn't come out until some months later.

So, anyways, that Friday after she blew me, she dumped her BF. He didn't take it well and proceeded to call her Mom and tell her that she used to blow him all the time (which was partially true). Mom and Dad freaked the fuck out, and almost pulled her out of the state school we were both in.

She didn't get back to campus that Sunday until late. She called me (this was before everyone texted everything...yes I'm old) at like 11:30pm, asking if I could come over. Obviously, I said yes, and hauled ass to her dorm.

I walked in and she looked like she'd been crying (swollen red eyes, rosy cheeks, etc...). I went to ask her what happened, and she told me to just sit down on the bed. I sat down, and she again mauled my face. Basically she jumped on the bed with me and started shoving her tongue down my throat.

Top tip: when someone switches rapidly from tears to sexy times, alarm bells should be ringing.

It didn't take long before my cock was again in her mouth. Who was I to protest? She was very good at sucking cock. I mentioned earlier that she had nice lips, and she did. One of my roommates once described her as having Jessica Alba's lips on Michelle Rodriguez's face (I swear to FSM I'm not making that up). If her lips weren't enough, she had a tongue that could actually touch the end of her chin.

So, where was I, ah yes, she's blowing me in her dorm room late on Sunday night. I didn't last long (I hadn't jerked off since she had previously blew me). As I started to blast into her, she tried to take it all in her mouth, but it was just too much, so she swallowed...and proceeded to start gagging...and forced her self to swallow again, and when it was clear I was done, she once again licked me clean.

"That's the first time I've tried swallowing, sorry I gagged!"

Yeah, like I was going to complain. I just kissed her, and we started making out again. She was still fully clothed, but I was committed to at least seeing her topless again. I let my hands roam free, pants still around my knees. I pulled her hoodie off again, this time she was wearing a baggy tshirt underneath. After the hoodie was gone, I kicked my pants off completely, and pulled my own shirt off.

She was still in her jeans and sneakers, but I quickly ducked off the bed, and started taking her sneakers off, then he socks, and then I reached up and started to unbutton her jeans, when she stopped me. "I don't want to have sex!"

Ugh, what's a man to do? Only real option I had was, "That's fine, we don't have to have sex, I just don't want to be the only one wearing pants!" I unbutton her jeans, pull her pants off and she's wearing what looks like a pair of cycling shorts, but I think made of cotton. WTF? Okay.

I resume the face suckage, and it was good. I'd be lying if I didn't sometime wish my wife had lips like Maggie's. God, they were soft and pillowy.

After another few minutes of making out, I decide I need to even the scales, and if we can't fuck, at least I can go down on her. First things first though, that 1998 volleyball tournament tshirt had to go, and this time I decided to be crafty. I reached under her shirt, and unclasped her bra (one handed w/3 hooks it tough!), then immediately shifted to pulling her shirt over her head.

Out come the warlocks, and god damn if they weren't as spectacular the 2nd time as the 1st! I immediately start in on her tits, licking and sucking and groping. She was the first girl I had been with with inverted nipples, so it was interesting when I sucked hard enough and they'd pop out. (on a fun note, later on, after we split up, I learned she pierced them, and eventually pierced a lot of her body)

So, after a good 5 minutes of tit play, I made my move to her pussy. I kissed around her lap, the bottom of her muscular belly, licked from the top of her knee to the bottom of her underwear, etc... I looked up and he eyes were closed, and her hands were playing with her tits, so I took that to mean she was enjoying herself, and I started to pull down her panties.

Immediately she protested, "No, I said no sex!"

"I know, but I figured I could at least go down on you?"

"Oh, well, um, I guess. Are you sure?"

Am I sure? There was likely nothing prior I was more certain of.

"Yeah, I enjoy it."

"Okay, umm, should I do anything?"

Should she do anything? That's an odd question...unless?

"No, just relax, I promise you'll like it."

"Okay, I've never let someone kiss me down there before."

ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED!

I just pulled down her panties. Her bush wasn't too large, and she was clearly very turned on, as I could see moisture covering her lips already. Her pubes weren't dense, but they were long. She had a nice gap between her thighs, and her labia majora were larger and stuck out further than any I'd seen prior. Her clit was not visible, hidden deep in her folds. I held back her pubes with my thumb and started in.

She tasted salty and musky, like a woman should taste. I worked my tongue between her folds, and started to probe her depths. I quickly realized I would also need to hold back her lips if I was to really get deep. Eventually, I started to work her clit, and the sounds she was making were wonderful.

I'd describe it as an uncertain gasp (she always made the same noises whenever I'd eat her out). As I increased the pressure on her clit, I gently started to insert my middle finger into her pussy, curling it up toward her naval. She immediately started to buck her hips, having been overtaken by an orgasm.

I pulled my head out just as she slammed her legs together and let out a loud gasp. She rolled to her side and drew her knees up, and just shook, breathing heavily.

After a while, I asked her how she was doing. She just smiled and laughed. "That was fantastic! No one's ever done that to me before!"

"Glad to be of service, I love getting women off"

"Oh, yeah, no I meant kiss me down there."

Our pillow talk revealed she only ever blew her BF, and he didn't try to do anything because he "was a good Christian." She would blow him but he would always come into a towel, and never more than once a week.

It became clear to me that this girl was seriously inexperienced (well, actually repressed), and apparently had chosen me to help her level up.

The next couple months were basically filled with us watching movies, playing Starcraft and going down on each other. It was just before Christmas break when we finally had sex, but by that point she had taken a very different attitude towards sex. That'll have to wait till later though.