“Please baby, don’t stop! I’m so close!” she moaned, “You’re fucking me so good!”
Eigthteen year old Julia writhed beneath her boyfriend. She lay in the bed at his dorm, her shoulder length black hair strewn wildly about her face. Her mouth open, gasping for breath as her chest heaved; accentuating her medium sized breasts. Her slim and toned body, glistening with sweat, was tense from the oncoming orgasm. But unfortunately for Julia, her boyfriend Kevin was no longer up to the task.
It was always like this. On the weekends they would usually go out to have some fun. They would go dancing, shoot pool, get drunk, and then head home for a good fuck. Typical college students. The sex was great, at least when it started. Kevin was a virile young college guy; in shape and attractive like her. He could rock Julia’s world for the first 20 minutes, but once he reached a certain point he could no longer maintain the intensity she needed to get off.
“I’m sorry babe,” he stammered drunkenly, “I would really like you to cum, but I can’t keep this up. I can go slow and wait for you if you think you can catch up?”
Julia sighed at the notion that this was somehow a race to the finish. She knew she was a bit difficult to please and she didn’t hate him for it, but still there was nothing worse than getting this close and having to finish herself off. Her orgasms were always so much better while being penetrated, so she desperately wanted him to keep pounding her. Sadly, this usually didn’t happen. Kevin pulled out, obviously exhausted, and laid next to her as she began working herself closer. He almost drifted off to sleep while mildly stroking himself at her side. He had a bit more to drink tonight than he was used too.
Just as she was resigning herself to this lesser version of satisfaction, the shower turned on in the shared bathroom of Kevin’s dorm. His dorm was split with 3 other students. One of them, Dom, was a soccer player and usually got home late, so she assumed it must be him. Then a terrible thought crossed her mind…
“Hey baby,” she whispered sexily.
“What about Dom?” she asked as innocently as she could.
“…What about him? He just got home?” he responded slowly, both confused and tired.
“He could get me there. It would be real quick, I could go in and come back when I’m ready to cum. I really want to cum with you inside me.” She moved close to him as she said this, stroking his chest and neck while talking in his ear.
Kevin lazily brought his hands up to rub his face, and started laughing slightly under his breath. “Wait,” he slurred “You want to fuck Dom? So you can cum with me? That’s crazy.”