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We first found our sweet heroine Annie here:
https://www.literotica.com/s/daddy-whats-mama-mia-about-pt-01
Then Annie's life took a positive turn here:
https://www.literotica.com/s/daddy-whats-mama-mia-about-pt-02
All summer long, school, and running. My new last name was Aguire.
India was my dom, strong and taking me but with love. I'd crawl up into her lap to cuddle and her hands and mouth and then fists and strap ons she would fuck my brains out. I liked to be spanked. I told her I was hers forever.
After my last exam on August 15th I felt confident about how my grades would work out, the economics class was far and away the most difficult, but I went to office hours for the teacher's assistant (TAs) and I had a lightbulb moment early in the quarter.
India had classes that day in her first grad symposium (I was not sure what that meant) I felt so happy that I understood his words about costs and sales equating at the margin, I jumped up from the chair I was sitting in and hugged him.
He grabbed my ass, I was wearing old, threadbare cut off sweat pants and his hands were sooo strong and I got so wet and he was licking my neck under my jaw and I came and I started humping against his pelvis. Soon his jeans were around his ankles and he was commando and he had a thick, curvy uncut dick, maybe nine inches long.
He stuck that gorgeous dick, inside the leg of my sweatpants, right into my sopping wet cunt. At some point my feet and legs were on his shoulders and he kept up a nice rhythmic pace, his balls smacking my pucker, which had recently only had India's tongue, I had a surprise orgasm, not the biggest ever, but it was just on me like snapping a finger.
He pushed forward with his chest and my knees were on the desk by my ears and he went to hyper speed. I came and came some more. It was like THE best sex with a man I'd ever had. I didn't pass out but I lost control of my arms and legs as they flopped around as did my head, when he filled me up for the second time.
I was laying there mostly helpless on his desk and he was still inside me and I felt his cum leak out down into my ass crack and I started blubbering and he said, "What's wrong?"
Still sobbing, I said, "I'm in love with someone committed to be married and I don't even know your name and I let you fuck my brains out. Your huge dick is in my cunt and I want you to fuck me some more. I am a total fucking slut."
I am not sure he heard my soliloquy in full, but the "fucking me some more" got through and he did and I screamed my enjoyment. Once a slut always a slut, I guess. Because his dick was curved he hit my g-spot almost every time. Finally I begged him to stop and he pulled out and presented his throbbing dick and I got face fucked for the first time in a while.
That was two months ago. I made my way towards Hec Ed after parking in the Montlake parking lot. I put on some high waisted cotton shorts, taped my tits down and a Husky Baseball tee shirt on and started to run three ten thousand meter intervals, at ultra slow times. It was about eighty degrees, hazy due to some forest fires and very humid and I sweat heavily, which helped. I quit after two intervals,
I walked around the track to warm down. My legs and hips and arms felt rejuvenated, I felt really hungry. I had not fucked that guy again it had been two months, on the other hand, perhaps I was hasty in concluding I was queer exclusively, bisexual might be more truthful.
As I just about finished the warm down two of the distance runners who were freshmen like me walked up to me and said, "Annie, this is awkward, but India asked us to talk to you."
I said, "I have to shower, can you walk with me?"
They looked at me and Julia said, "Please just stop, Annie."
