I was pretty sexually open for whatever was going on until I met my boyfriend in college. I was a Freshman in pre-law and he was just started his first year of law school, about 5 years older than me. He's very athletic, sexy body and appearance, and is from a well to do family.
He hit on me the first month that I was there and I decided that this was an opportunity to change my life from my past sexually carefree and active lifestyle to a more sustainable stable relationship. He was perfect for me and so I decided that this was going to be the new responsible me.
I became sexually active many years ago with many partners both male and female and had experimented with just about everything. Meeting this new man created the time in my life to make a commitment to him and my new studies for a challenging career. It was a very commendable goal, but not very realistic when you consider my past.
I had learned many things in my past on how to satisfy my partner as well as myself and I just loved everything sexual. I can become aroused very quickly with just visual stimuli and can experience an orgasm very quickly when my other senses are included. Not just an orgasm, but every time one wave after another of orgasms beginning very quickly with an intense short wave that takes my breath away for only a few seconds and then each successive orgasm building more intense and incapacitating me longer.
So, of course I love sex and I think about it always unless my mind is focused intently on something else that I love, like studying the law. Well, realistically you can't study all the time so the rest of the time, I'm thinking about sex. That would be great if my bf was around all the time, but he has a very tight schedule and it's very difficult to hook up with him more than a couple of times a day.
So, there's me with him and me without him as I study and me without him when I'm not studying and trying to be discrete. I was committed to being his perfect girlfriend so as to become his wife. I was as wild with him as he wanted me to be and very sexually devoted to him the rest of the time, when he was around!
I didn't plan it that way, I was going to be very sexually devoted to him all of the time, but I remained aroused for too long and something had to give and so the new plan was to be the perfect gf around him and do what I needed to do to survive and remain happy and satisfied the rest of the time.
Tom was very sexually monogamous and protective of our sex life. He was used to having whatever he wanted in a well-to-do family and when he decided that he wanted me, he wanted me exclusively and was very jealous of any other guys around me. I could do that, and treat him as the "king" with all of my attention when we were together. I could be very proper and ladylike as his parents would expect and be proud of, and I became very good at it, when we were together.
Tom's jealousy would rise extremely quickly and explosively if he felt that I was paying too much attention to another guy, girls he seemed ok with! He was very possessive of me and I accepted that condition to be with him as his wife and part of this upscale family. Tom had political ambitions once he was able to practice law and his father was his driving force. I could do that and didn't mind his indiscretions since I was slutting around behind him also.
We had a lot of fun together and I devoted all of my attention to him when we were together. I provided Tom with any sexual desire that he had and his muscular body made it easier to ignore his pompous attitude and focus on my own orgasms. If he only wanted a quick BJ so he could get back to his studies, I could do that and have a couple of orgasms myself as I relieved him. If he wanted to fuck me in my bottom quickly before he went into the law library, I could do that and have a few orgasms of my own sometimes even beginning before my fingers went to work on myself!
I can honestly say that it was rare to meet a boy or man that didn't hit on me, except for my biological father! Guys are horny and I kind of like that about them. It makes them very predictable and easy to have fun with on the spur of the moment. But, it is also a challenge to manage when your bf or husband is around.
I just had to focus on Tom and ignore the groping hands that would sneak a quick feel of me as they pass by. I actually liked it and had past episodes before I moved to the college area where I sought out such places of fun opportunity. But, now that I was with Tom, I was careful to not react and would just remember those adventurous experiences, for future flirting possibilities when Tom wasn't there.
All of Tom's study classmates that came by the house were interested in me and so when the opportunity presented itself, I would do what I could to fuel their fire! While Tom was in the shower and they were in the study, I walked by on my way to the kitchen in just a sleeping shirt giving them a chance to see my pointed nipples against the thin fabric and wish for that final inch or so of the bottom of the shirt to raise so that they could see the holy grail.
It was fun and usually went no further when Tom was there, but their were also times when the opportunity arose to take it further. After a school quarter final exam or following an important presentation, they would all go out and celebrate. Those were the only times when we were in school that I saw Tom drink any alcohol and he didn't tolerate it very well often drifting off to sleep while everyone else were just getting into the partying mood.
Once we arrived back at our house after partying, his classmates would flirt with me and would reach more bold levels as their hands became more friskier. I had to have everyone move outside to the darker area of the porch in case Tom staggered out. On one such an occasion, one of his friends started making out with me on the porch couch and I kept an eye out for Tom as we progressed until he was on top of me fucking me with the other three classmates cheering him on.
Of course, I came quickly and kept having one orgasmic wave after another as each took their turns with me. When one would finish and pull out to get up off of me, I'd continue to play with myself and coat my fingers with their fresh warm sperm to lick off my fingers as my next wave would build. The next guy would then just climb between my spread legs, dropping his pants to his ankles, and plunge in for a ride.
They were fun and had no problem staying in the dark areas outside when we'd play all understanding Tom's jealousy. We walked around the dark corner of the porch and one started to kiss me and play with my breasts. It quickly escalated to two guys in front of me each sucking on a nipple and a third guy behind me playing with my bottom.
Soon, I was bent over giving one guy a bj, jacking off one, and the guy behind me started to fuck me. The forth guy was just sitting back smoking a "j" laughing. I ended out swallowing two guys' loads and took another one in my cooter before I told them that I wanted to head to bed to be with Tom and that they were too drunk to drive and should spend the night, the place had 4 extra bedrooms.
I was anxious to fuck drunk Tom with my used sloppy pussy while he was too incapacitated to realize that he was having sloppy sixths!. He was usually so pompous and obnoxious that it made me anxious to do him after his classmates without the risk of him blowing up.