I was a couple of months in to dating this girl, Lara, and things were going pretty well. We hadn't yet discussed officially being exclusive, but I'd asked her during a particularly raunchy round of sex one time if she'd like to be my girlfriend, and she'd replied yes, before swallowing my load.
Unfortunately, I lived an hour away, and when there was traffic, that could be even longer. We still managed to see each other a couple of times a week, taking it in turns to do the journey. Often she would press me to move closer. She tried to find some jobs near her, but I told her I had to finish my university degree before I could consider moving towns. I was going in to university every day of the week during term time, and I still had 9 more months until graduation.
Lara was the horniest girl I'd ever dated. It was guaranteed that we'd have sex at least once every time we saw each other. It didn't matter what we did, whether we'd be at the cinema, the beach, or at home, she'd want to get me or her off.
One time, I'd only met her for a coffee in the afternoon, between my classes, and she'd said she needed to buy a new coat. We'd popped into a few shops, before she found one she liked. She was in the changing room, trying on a couple of outfits, when she called me in to see what I thought. I walked through the curtain and she got straight on her knees, undoing my zipper, and sucked my cock right there in the changing room!
She's not quiet either, she likes to make it a show for me, slurping and gagging on it, I'm sure people in the changing rooms next door could hear! Just before I came, she told me to stop, and bent over in front of the mirror, pulling her panties to the side. I was so horny by that point, I fucked her without a moment's hesitation. I came all over the dress she was trying on, and felt so bad I bought it for her. We received some very stern looks on our way out of the shop, but when I looked at Lara, she was smiling in her own world.
One afternoon, I was sitting in a particularly boring lecture, when I received a text from Lara. The message read "How horny are you?"
I replied simply with "In lecture... message in 45 mins."
Her reply was instant. She sent back a sad face, then a photo of her bottom half, naked, her hand on her bare ass. She followed this with "Don't be a sourpuss, tell me how hard your cock is for me."
I could feel my cock already twitching in my underwear, and I replied quickly. "I take it you want me to come over and dick you tonight then?"
She wrote back "I want some dick right now."
I looked at the time before replying "I'll leave after this lecture and can be there in just over 2 hours... get yourself ready for me!"
There was no response, so I focussed on my lecture again, for the next 5 minutes.
Then my phone buzzed.
I've never looked at it so quickly. Clearly sex was on my mind now. Her text read "Sick of having to wait... I've got a game we can play to see how serious you are about this relationship."
My brain started getting foggy, and I started replying but she was quicker. She must have pre-written the message. "Dear friends with cocks: my pussy is wet, and my front door is unlocked. I will spread my legs to receive any of you that wish to fuck this pussy. First cum, first serve."
My mind was spinning. Was this real? Who did she send that message to?! I started writing a reply before she send another message. This time it looked like it was just going to me.
"This isn't a joke. I've sent that message to 36 guys in my phone book. Some of them live far away so I don't expect to see them, but some do live close. If you can get here and lock the door, I'll just fuck you. But you might wanna hurry, I've got a few responses already. Good luck baby!"
I stared at my phone for a second before replying. "Are you joking? It'll take me a while to get there, can you not just wait 45 minutes?"
She sent me a reply which was a photo of her legs on the bed, and her bedroom door open.
I've never moved so fast in my life. My classmate opened his mouth to ask why I was packing up already when we still had the rest of the lesson left, but I ignored him, and I didn't even look back at the lecturer when he called after me as I left the hall.
I raced to my car, throwing in my bag and driving out of the car park as fast as I could. Thoughts were racing through my head. Was she joking, just to get me there? Maybe it was just her way of making me skip my lecture. But what if it was real, and she was waiting on her bed for the first guy to arrive? It was psychotic!
Really, I should be telling this girl it's over. Either way it's messed up. But then this was what she was like, and I loved that. Fuck, I did love that, and I loved her. I had to get there!
As I left university, I immediately got stuck in traffic. The location of the uni was right in the middle of town, but it did mean that there was only one very busy road leading out.
"Fuck!!" I shouted, at nobody in particular.
I decided to give her a call, to let her know i had skipped my lecture and was on my way. Perhaps if she knew that, that's all she needed to wait for me.
The phone rang out. No answer. What game was she playing??
