Post-College Experience: Back From the Alaskan Bush | 2016

Sadly, I have run out of interesting stories to tell you all from my college career. (The rest of them basically boil down to "the three of us fucked" and thus aren't particularly interesting.) Graduation for me was exciting, yet sad. I'd managed to get accepted to a top post-graduate program to chase a Master's degree and even better, most of it would be paid for by "The Company" I still work for. (If I told you which one, I'd risk being identified even more, as there is apparently a minor online industry in guessing where I went to college. Besides, guessing games are fun.) However, in exchange for funding my studies, the company more or less owned me for the summer and any breaks I had. I figured that was a pretty fair deal.

So, literally a day after I graduated I got an email from the company assigning me to Kenai, Alaska. Well, I was southerner but had done a lot of camping and hiking in the past (came with the territory) so I figured it couldn't be that bad. Heck, getting there wasn't that much of a problem and the town had a few thousand people. After I arrived, I was immediately reassigned to lodging in a "town" for literally named Deadhorse. No, I did not make that name up.

Deadhorse, Alaska has a permanent population of about 50 people...though in the summer (when I was there thank goodness) it could get up to a few thousand. That was "civilization" to me for three months, as I spent most of the time "in the field." It was snowing the day I arrived....in the middle of May. That's really all you need to know about Deadhorse, Alaska. Once a month the company sent me to "the city" also known as Barrow, Alaska (which is the northernmost town on the American continent.) It is literally the kind of town they set bad horror movies in.

Seriously! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/30_Days_of_Night

I literally met one unmarried woman "off the clock" during my entire stay in the northernmost state and she was a Mormon missionary (obviously, nothing happened there) and most nights I was "hot bunked" with two other guys in my lodging so "relieving the pressure" wasn't really an option. Needless to say, by the end of my "tour" in Alaska my balls were literally filled to and past the breaking point with cum. I hadn't had a girl or been able to really take care of the problem myself in three months.

When I returned to the beautiful and warm city my grad school was located in at the end of the summer I quickly learned that both Haley and Cassie had ended our arrangement. I was finally back in the lower 48 and apparently single! Needless to say, I frantically needed to get laid.

I had a great apartment which quite close to my graduate school's campus and a week before grad school started so I figured that I'd head out to a bar and pick up a chick for a quick fucking. Well, despite what I learned from bad romantic comedies....it turns out that women do NOT like being approached in a bar by a random guy. I didn't just strike out, I struck out hard. All my college moves just failed...quite fantastically (yes, I actually had a drink thrown in my face...the first, last, and hopefully only time that will ever happen.)

After two days of getting turned down (pretty darn hard) I figured "what the hell" and did what any millennial guy does in that situation. I stalked my exes on Facebook. I started on Kristin, my former High School "girlfriend." Kristin was a massive nerd (like me.) She was also a pint sized bombshell. The girl was 5 feet and nothing tall, more than a foot below me. She had that "short and busty" combo which I've always loved, as you can probably tell, I have a serious fetish for boobs.

Kristin was busty enough for my liking (I'd estimate somewhere in the DD range in high school...she's now a 38DD.) Her skin was pale white, the kind which gets sunburned if you look at it intensely. She had beautiful short and straight dark reddish brown hair and hazel green eyes. Overall, she was very "cute" in a very sexy way, rather than drop dead gorgeous. She was (and is) the kind of girl you take home to your mother, but wouldn't mind calling up for a quick fuck. I'd give her an 8 out of 10 with a few extra points for a great personality and similar interests to mine. Since I'm still involved with her you guys aren't getting a photo this time.

I hadn't gotten anywhere with her in High School (she was a Quiverfull religious type before she went to college and "discovered herself.") But, in college, I'd managed to get in her pants, which is detailed in this story: http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/249hr1/college_experience_back_to_the_future_with_the/

Some brief Facebook stalking ensued and, to my surprise, it turned out that she was living only a few blocks away. I sent her a message saying, in prose worthy of the Bard himself:

"What's up? I'm back from Alaska. Just moved in to (name of apartment building omitted for reasons which should be frakking obvious.) Want to hang out?"

It was almost eleven that night when the chat request pinged up on my computer. I was browsing for bikini pics and lowering my pants (don't mock me, every man reading this has done it) when I received a reply saying:

"Lucky! (Apartment building's name) has a pool. Free today?"

I raised my pants, and went searching for my swim-suit. Upon locating it, I replied:

"I'm down. Bring a swimsuit."

Upon reading that Shakespearean message, she replied:

"You just want to see me in a bikini. You will. ;) Noon tomorrow ok?"

Well, THAT was a promising response.

I met Kristin at noon the next day, and good GRIEF did she look good.

She was wearing a white tank top with what was obviously a bright blue bikini on under it.

We took a short dip in the pool, but before I could even start ogling her body in that sexy bikini she announced that the pool was to crowded and that she wanted to see my apartment.

I agreed, so the two of us headed upstairs. Before I knew it, she was sitting on my couch wearing a tank top over the bikini admiring my place. I pulled up a chair and we began chatting.

It was obvious though, that I didn't have her undivided attention. She was concentrating on something else. "What are you thinking about?" I curiously asked, breaking her concentration.

"You," she whispered, her hand falling across her neck and slowly trailing down her chest between the curves of her breasts. The tattered white tank top she wore sagged to the point of nearly exposing her bikini to me.

I smiled at her and replied "What about me?"

"Well, I spend a lot of time thinking about that Quidditch thing. I missed you very, very much." she seductively answered, her fingers bunching up the tattered tank top to expose her toned abdomen. Kristin licked her lips, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she fiddled with her shirt. She kept pulling it till one one of her bikini-clad breasts "accidentally" popped out. "Oops," she giggled, not even bothering to cover it back up.

My eyes widened as I watched her intently. Just seeing that blue bikini again made me want to pin her down and do "terrible" things to her right there on the couch. "Tell me how much you miss me," I roughly growled.

Kristin whispered "Last night, I spent over an hour playing with myself...thinking about that Quidditch thing and swimming today." Her hand came to rest over her bikini-clad breast and she began softly stroking the top of her tits. Even through the bikini, I could see that her nipples were beginning to swell and pucker up under her ministrations, gradually getting bigger.

I knew I was about to get laid, so I grunted out "Really, prove it." Grabbing the hem of her shirt, Kristin threw it off. It landed somewhere on the floor beside my couch as she laid back on the couch's cushions. Then, she pulled her bikini aside, giving me an unobstructed view of her magnificent breasts. Her hand fell between them, gently stroking up and down her sternum between the pair of perky Double Ds.

God, it was so sexy. Never in a million years did I think that she, OF ALL PEOPLE would be giving me such a show. I silently gave thanks to every deity out there that I'd messaged her. Kristin began kneading her breasts with both hands, allowing a gentle sigh to escape her lips as her thumbs brushed across her nipples. I locked my eyes with hers and whispered "You are...this is... so damn hot."

Her laugh sounded like bells (and yes, I'm aware of how corny that sounds) as she chuckled while massaging her massive tits. While maintaining the eye contact with me she whispered back "How long has it been since you had a woman? I know you and Haley broke up?"

I felt my cock swelling up as replied "I was in Alaska...no chicks...nothing for the last three months."

She smiled as she lowered one hand down from her breasts and shoved it down her bikini bottom. She let out a moan as she touched herself, then said "Let's make a deal."

I nodded.

She continued "I don't know if this is because there isn't enough porn out there like it, but I really enjoying watching a guy get off. There's just something so damn sexy about it, you know? Well actually, you probably don't, not that there's anything wrong with guys being turned on by other guys jacking off. There's nothing wrong with that. It definitely doesn't make you gay. Not that I'm implying you're gay. You're most definitely not considering that we've fucked..."

Her patented rambling was adorable. "Kristin," I chuckled, "Is this your roundabout way of telling me you'd like to watch me play with myself too?"

"Well, you give me a show...I'll reciprocate." She replied, letting out another moan.

"Deal" I replied, dropping my wet swim suit and exposing my cock. It was already rock hard and felt more massive then I expected. It honestly looked like it was about to burst. I didn't want this to end, so I began ever so gently stroking it. I continued "First off, I want you to take off those bottoms."

A coy smile crawled onto her lips. Kristin hooked her fingers into the band of her bikini and began toying with it, pulling it down ever so slowly to give me a show. She threw the binkini bottoms in the direction of her shirt and settled back into her couch, her knees spread slightly giving me just a peek at her pussy.

"Now what would you like me to do?" Kristin asked seductively.

"Spread your legs," I commanded. "Show me how wet your are."

"I'm very wet, CollegeExp" she said as her knees parted and fell to either side, leaving her pussy completely exposed. True to her statement, the folds of her pussy glistened with the moisture that had begun to gather there. The situation was turning me on more than I could have ever imagined.

I began pumping my cock more intensely, my eyes locked on the fingers entering her pussy...just as hers were locked on my cock.

"Spread your legs wider," I said. "I want to see your clit."

She complied with my request. With her hands sliding down between her thighs, Kristin gently parted her folds, moaning as she gave me an unobstructed view of her moist slit. Her forefinger glided across the slippery skin, gathering moisture she then stroked over her clit. Another moan escaped her lips as her head tilted back and her eyes closed for a fraction of a second. "Fuck..." I murmured.

Still fingering herself, Kristin replied "So, Mr. Dryspell....if you could do anything to me right now....what would you do?"

"I'll tell you what I'd like to do," I replied, my hand slowly stroking up my cock, giving it a squeeze as I reached the top. Kristin was licking her lips, practically salivating, as she watched me do that. BI continued "I'd drag you to my bed, pin your hands down, and slowly kiss my way down your body, stopping only at your tits to give them some much needed attention."

"Like this?" she interrupted. Wrapping both hands around breasts to give hem a hard squeeze before she pinched her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. Sure enough, my grip on my cock tightened. She continued "What else would you do?"

"I'd suck on them for a few minutes, making you moan, getting you even wetter." I replied

"Is this what you'd do?" Kristin bent her head down as she pulled her breast up close to her mouth before giving it a good lick then closed her lips around the ever so hard nipple to suck on it softly. Then, she switched to her other breast and lavished it with the same attention. Well, that made me start pumping my cock almost desperately.

Kristin gave her nipple one last suckle before letting it pop out of her mouth. "You like that?" she seductively whispered while continuing to pinch and roll the little nub between her fingers.

"Oh, fuck yes" I groaned....trying to slow my jerking off down...I didn't want to get myself off when there was a willing beauty so close...but it had been SO long.

"What else would you do to me, CollegeExp?" Kristin said, trying to keep the game going by playing up her "bad girl side" as much as possible.

"I would kiss my way down until I was between your legs. Then I'd start licking and sucking your clit, just how you like it," I replied, my voice almost shaky with need.

By now, one of Kristin's hands had made its way back down between her legs. She began stroking her fingers along with slick folds, heightening her arousal while the other hand continued to play with her ample bust. "Tell me," she said, "would you finger me?"

"Mmmhmm," I murmured, my eyes locked on the hand between her legs as it stroked over the wet, puffy skin until her fingers dipped between her folds, spreading them open so I could see exactly what she was doing. It was unbelievably sexy. The hand that had been on her breast now found its way between her thighs to do as she'd suggested. "Fuck, yes, just like that," I groaned when her forefinger dipped into her wet entrance and began pumping in and out.

Kristin added a second finger and increased the pace. "You really like watching this don't you?" Then she continued by saying "Would I be correct in assuming you want your cock in me right now?"

I didn't say anything as I swallowed hard. I couldn't believe this was happening. The Kristin I'd known in High School had been SO conservative about these things.

"I haven't heard an answer," Kristin said, still staring at my cock. "Is that a yes or a no?" To emphasize her point, she slowly worked her pussy with those fingers, getting them completely coated in her wetness.

Finally, I responded, "Fuck yes."

"I was hoping that would be the answer." Kristin replied as she rolled onto her stomach, and lifted her ass in the air, spreading her pussy so it was open and completely exposed to me.

I couldn't hold myself back anymore. I bolted upright, darted over to her, and, without worrying about a condom or anything else slid my cock up against the folds of her pussy. Then, I shove the entire length of my cock into her, impaling her on it. We took a second to get adjusted, then I started to establish a rhythm. As horny as I was, there could only be one speed....fast and hard.

Kristin's unguarded pussy was unbearably tight, soaking wet, and decadently soft. Entering her was difficult...even though she was soaking wet, she was ridiculously tight...nearly Asian virgin levels of tightness. Seriously, I've had anal with women who weren't as tight as she was. I distinctly remember the moment when her pussy gave way, allowing my cock entrance. We both moaned as my cock finally parted her, allowing me to slide my entire length in. She was so much smaller than I was that it looked like my cock would honestly rip her in half...it was obvious that I just barely fit inside her. I paused for a second and said "You ready to get fucked?" Her head bobbed frantically up and down in response.

I lowered my hands to get a good grip on those massive tits and began pounding her pussy, feeling it strain and press against my cock I knew I couldn't possibly last long....I was just on way to much of a dry spell. I had just entered her and was already close to getting off. Taking her "face down, ass up" like this was almost to much for my poor swollen cock to bear.

As soon as I felt myself slipping towards and early orgasm I pulled out and ordered her to flip over into the "missionary position" as I wanted to see her tits bounce as we fucked. All I wanted to do was feel her breasts full in my hands, nipples hard and warm against my palms.

She complied.

I guided my cock into her, then lowered my hands to massage her ample double Ds. She let out a groan as I rubbed them, then smiled and said "If you are a good boy and don't get off inside, I'll let you use them." Obviously, I was completely fine with that.

Her hips rose up as she position herself right where I wanted her, then she locked her legs behind my back, dragging my cock even deeper into her warm, wet, and achingly tight pussy. I found myself sheathed in her completely, bucking and writhing against her hips as they lost themselves to sensation. We found our rhythm again...it was hard, quick, and full of need. Kristin rocked her body against mine, her moans echoing off the walls as she ground her hips into my pelvis. It was obvious that she was just as close as I was. I felt her inner muscles tighten and draw my cock deeper into her as her orgasm began. I knew that if I stayed inside, I wouldn't be able to stop myself from coming inside her. She let out a short curse, then cried my name. I knew I couldn't keep the cum in my balls anymore if I stayed within her, so I frantically withdrew from the tight embrace of her pussy.

I was right on the edge, so I frantically began pumping my cock, not wanting that delicious feeling to go away. Kristin, always helpful, saw what was happening and pulled herself up. She took over the pumping and, starting at my balls, ran her tongue up the length of my cock. Her reaching the head was what sat me off.

It was one of the biggest and most powerful orgasms I've ever had. After-all, I had more than three months worth of cum backed up which I needed to "dispose of." Cum literally ejected from my cock as soon as her tongue touched the head of it. It shot out all over. The first burst caught Kristin right in the face...with quite a bit of it getting in her hair. Kristin was obviously more than a little surprised. She stopped giving me a handjob, but didn't move away. The second bust hit her face again, drawing a line of my cum up it as she instinctively recoiled. By the third burst, I had my hands back to pumping my cock, naturally wanting to drain every last drop. Just as she started to lean back, another burst shot out, most of which hit her chin and neck....but a portion of which ended up on her ample tits.

I managed to aim the fifth shot downwards, towards her tits...then the flow started to slacken. I got off one more shot on her breasts, then the cum just dribbled out. My balls felt noticeably lighter.

Kristin was absolutely covered in my cum...it looked like someone had whitewashed her face and portions of her rack. She kept her eyes closed and asked me for a paper towel.

I brought her one and she wiped her face off...then the magnitude became clear. Her face, the bed, her breasts, and the entire surrounding area were covered.

She found this hysterical and began laughing....when I asked why she replied "I thought you were guilting me about the three months.... you weren't kidding."

The two of us guffawed it up for a bit, before she as asked "Can you help me to the bathroom? I can't open my eyes."

I locked my arm around her waist and escorted her there. I turned on the sink, got a dishtowel and cleaned my cum off her face. As soon as the majority was off, open her eyes, mock glared at me, and said "You know, my vengeance will be swift and brutal right?"

I laughed and replied "Sure it will." I stood there, watching her clean the massive load of cum off her face and tits. It was incredibly erotic to watch and I felt myself getting hard again.

Figuring "what the hell" I walked up directly behind her and placed my rapidly re-hardening cock between the cheeks of her ample ass, wrapped my arm around her waist, and said "You know, the clean up job would be faster if you took a shower...I'd be happy to help."

I pulled her into my embrace and stole a kiss. She chuckled as she replied "Somehow, I think that'd just lead to a bigger clean up job...and you never finished your end of the deal the first time around."

I lowered one hand to her pussy, roughly parting slit only to find her dripping wet. "Fuck!" Kristin murmured when my insistent fingers began rubbing her slit methodically and aggressively, without an ounce of tenderness.

She began grinding her ass against my cock, spreading her legs wider letting me slide another finger into her. As my fingers speared her, I began using my thumb to stroke her clit. It wasn't long before she was shaking with desire, gasping for breath as her legs trembling. Her juices soaked my fingers. I barely gave her a moment to recover before I shoved her down over the sink.

Before I could line my cock up with her dripping wet pussy, she slid off the sink, stuck her tongue out at me, and cried out "Vengence!" as she scurried to my bedroom.

I followed her, only to be grabbed and thoroughly kissed as soon as I entered the door. As we kissed she dragged me over to the bed, shoving me down onto it. Then, she dropped to her knees and said "I think we need to get some more of that cum out before we fuck again."

"Holy shit, you're hard," Kristin moaned when I settled onto the bed, my cock grazing her giant tits. Wrapping her hand around it, she began to stroke its length, rubbing it against the tips of her tits as I stole another searing kiss.

Then, Kristin took as much of my cock into her mouth as she could, licking my shaft as I pushed deeper into her mouth. I was quite surprised....previously, she'd had a problem with giving oral. "Oh,that feels amazing! When did you learn how to do that?" I moaned. Our eyes met and she gave me a smile after she pulled her mouth off of my dick.

"While you were in Alaska" she replied with a sly grin and a wink before she taking my cock into her mouth again. Her tongue rolled along my shaft her tongue hot and slick until I was almost all the way down her throat. With her free hand, she worked my balls cupping and rolling them between her fingers, while the other hand jerked me off in time with her mouth.

I entangled both my hands in her dark red hair as I fucked her face rapidly. I was already close and could feel my balls began to tighten under the ministrations her nimble fingers. She pulled away, then turned her big hazel eyes to me and asked "How do you want it? Mouth or tits?

I glanced down at her amazing rack and I knew that I simply had to get my cock between them. I smiled back at her and replied "Tits, obviously." I reached into the dresser and quickly acquired some lube which had been strategically pre-positioned for just such an occasion.

Kristin lubed up my cock with a quick handjob. Then, she placed my cock between those massive tits of hers. It fit perfectly.

Kristin looked up at me as she began working her tits up and down around my cock to say "You like the view?" Then, she began her "vengeance." She pulled my my cock upwards, to a point just below her throat. Then, she hefted her massive tits in both hands and pressed them around my my cock...mashing it between those magnificent pale and soft breasts of hers. I let out a loud groan, my cock trapped in the soft warm tightness of her cleavage. I was almost ready to cum again.

She looked up at me, her lips quirked in a smile and eyes glittering with amusement at my reaction. "Its amazing" I replied...."but I'm pretty sure you're enjoying it too."

She nodded, then gave the head of my cock a lick, further lubricating the inner tightness of her cleavage. She began to gently bounce her tits up and down, swallowing my cock between her rack up. She nodded and replied "Well, I actually really enjoy giving titty fucks."

That was more than cool with me. I smiled and said "Well, I enjoy receiving them...so feel free to practice on me anytime." She was and is quite simply, and amazingly (and naturally talented) titty fucker who really enjoys doing it.

Her soft and bountiful flesh drowned and surrounded my entire cock imprisoning my dick between monster mammaries. I felt every throb and every jolt sent through my cock as she bounced those big breasts violently through the little corridor of lubricated cleavage. Soon the speed began to increase as she began manipulating her tits independently, kneading them upward. It felt like she was trying to draw my cum from them.

She succeeded. I came forcefully again, though there obviously wasn't nearly as much cum as the time before. Kristin scurried back to the bathroom to "clean off" as I feel down onto the bed, utterly exhausted. I promptly fell asleep.

I woke up to feel Kristin sliding a condom on my already hard cock. Before I was entirely awake, my condom-covered cock Kristin was straddling me, attempting to impale her pussy on my cock.

"Oh, fuck!" Kristin gasped as I slid inside her. There are few things in this world as amazing as having a big-titted woman "ride" you "cowgirl." The feeling itself is simply amazing, but the view....well, let's just say that watching 'tig ol' bitties bounce is an experience every man should have. It felt amazing being woken up, then taken like this, by force and with reckless abandon. She leaned back, changing up both the angle and the rhythm as she bounced up and down on my cock.

When she bent forward, her massive tits rubbed all over my chest, providing both the perfect view and an opportunity to get some groping in. I moaned hoarsely, cradling her ass with rough hands and pistoning into her tight and wet pussy....hard and fast. Eventually, my mouth found her neck again, this time latching on and not letting go as our hips rocked back and forth together.

"Please...." she moaned..."I'm soooo close." Encouraged, I shoved myself into her to the hilt making Kristin gasp. The slapping sound of our thighs slamming together mingled with our moans. She pressed her face into mine, doing her best to kiss me as my hands massaged her ample breasts. Out sweat slicked bodies came together over and over again, hips rocking in the unique rhythm of sex.

I couldn't hold out for long..there was still simply to much cum in my balls for that.

Arching her back, Kristin changed the angle at which my cock entered her again. With every thrust of my hips she grunted, obviously close to the edge.

A few moments passed....then she sunk her teeth into my shoulder, her hips slapping against mine with such force that it shook the bed. My fingers desperately reached between her thighs, trying to find her clit until she cried "Fuck it CollegeExp! Come with me, please!"

I shuddered as I violently came right along side her...our bodies locked together as we shouted one another's names. I collapsed on the bed, chest heaving and utterly spent from the exertion. Kristin rolled off me, and rested her head in the crook of my neck. collapsed to the floor, completely spent and heaving from the extreme exertion. Kristin rolled onto her back and guided my head to rest in the crook of her neck, softly kissing it.

"Wow," she breathed, as I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer.

"No kidding," I retorted, giving her a playful grope.

She smiled and replied "I think this could be the beginning of a beautiful fuck-buddy-ship."

Despite the corniness of the line, I laughed. Turned out, it really was the start of something pretty awesome.

Editorial Note: Sorry these are taking so long. Summer means I've got much more work to do than usual. I just got back from another trip...and will be heading out again relatively soon. Please let me know what you think of my stories in the comment section. Reviews, constructive criticism about my writing, and queries are worth their digital weight in gold.