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College girls tell my penis is small at a party❤

Knowing how some girls when cheating want to be safe and insist on a condom I asked her if she wanted me to use one. “Of course not. For the first time in years I’m fucking a real dick, and I want to feel all of it. And I’m dying to feel you finish deep inside my wet, cheating cunt.

Do you know where your clothespin is, My slut? I know where Mine is…

Spilling the Beans

Geeze, it’s been a while since I updated everybody, and boy did you all make sure to remind me of that fact…

Let’s see… Where were we?

The last time I update was the night my be took me out for dinner, and I told him that I wanted to tell somebody about our little arrangement so that it might make things a little easier for me.

That was the weekend before my birthday.  I sent him home that night with no sex or anything, because I wanted him horny when he was thinking about it that night.  It worked, I think, because he told me later that he was simultaneously incredibly embarrassed, and incredibly turned on, and he said it was a struggle for him to make a decision… But I’m getting ahead of myself here, so let me back track.

For my actual birthday present, my boyfriend surprised me and got me some totally unexpected time off of work.  He actually called my boss, and took PTO for me (which is fine, because I have plenty of it anyway) and my boss let me go the entire week leading up to it thinking I was going to have a really busy and crazy week, when in reality I was already off, and he had everybody else covering for me, without me even knowing.

It was actually a really sweet present.  Just some unexpected time off of work would have been great, but then my bf went and told me that he had booked us a hotel for 4 nights up in the mountains together.  So, the entire week of my birthday, I was off, and playing in the mountains.  We did all sorts of cool stuff… An alpine slide, went on a cave tour, some hot springs, a winery…  Super relaxing, super fun, romantic… It was a blast.  I just sorta put my life on hold, and enjoyed being with him.

In case any of you were wondering, no, I didn’t make it to the soccer game that week, but no big deal I suppose, as the red team won again, even without me, so at that time, we were 3-0. Yay us!

But… Getting back to the week away with my boyfriend.  There was sex.  Quite a bit actually.  It was pretty good too… Spontaneous, caring, new, a little bit adventurous… I liked it.  My boyfriend did too.  That is when he eventually brought up what I had asked about the week before, with me telling somebody.  We talked about it over dinner, which is sort of our standard “important conversation” time.  He said that he was on the fence about the idea.  When I asked him why, he said that if somebody knew about us, he wouldn’t want to risk them thinking I was some cheap slut, or that he was some kind of pervert.  I agreed - both could be reasonable assumptions for somebody that doesn’t really understand what we are all about.  So… We thought about it for a while… Who would fit the bill?  Who wouldn’t judge me, or him?  Or… If they did, who wouldn’t we mind eliminating from our lives?

That is an exceptionally difficult question to answer.  I know some of my followers write me sometimes and say “I wish I were in your position” or the like… But really, think about yourselves in that position.  It is tough…

So, we started just naming names…  How about this person? How about that person?  What about somebody from school that I hardly ever hang out with anymore?  No… She’s too close… She doesn’t even like me… No, I would feel weird calling her out of the blue… A whole bunch of reasons why every person we thought of wouldn’t work.

I was getting a little bit upset… Here my loving boyfriend was telling me that I could find another girl to tell that my boyfriend wanted me to go out and have sex with other guys… And I couldn’t come up with anybody that he would feel comfortable with me telling…  So, I did what I usually do whenever I need to think, and ordered another bottle of wine, and some desert.  (Can’t hurt, right?)

Finally, after a couple more glasses of wine, it clicked.  

One of the girls on the soccer team.  They seem fun, and outgoing.  They like to drink.  I’m sure at least one of them is single…  If I had some drinks with them, and let it slip that I have a boyfriend that wants to share me… What harm is it?  If they are disgusted and call me a slut… Oh well, I quit going to soccer games, and never see them again… They don’t even know my boyfriend, so they wouldn’t be able to judge him at all, so he liked that a lot…

The first two weeks of this soccer league I was looking at it like an opportunity to meet guys, but I hadn’t even really given much thought to the girls I might meet too.

We agreed.  

We had sex again that night.  It was the last night we were up in the mountains. It was probably he best sex we have had in a long time.  I teased him relentlessly.  Even brought out a little dirty talk. Things like: “Oh, I’ve missed fucking other guys”, “I can’t wait to have a friend to check out hot guys with”, and “Do you think I should play next week without a sports bra? It will give everybody a better view…”.

He loved that!  I’m finding more and more that my boyfriend loves it when I tease him during sex.  After we were done, I decided to push him a little bit further…  I asked him if he liked the sex that week.  Of course he said yes - he loved every bit of it.  “Good, because I just made a decision”. He asked what it was while I was cuddled into his arms in bed. “I’ve only been with you for like 8 months now. So I’ve decided that you don’t get any again until somebody else does first.”

I could hear him groan behind me.  What a rush of adrenaline and power! God that felt sexy!

We came home the next day, and had a relatively uneventful next couple of days.  I had to catch up on work stuff, because even when “people are covering for you” you still have some getting back up to speed to do.  

By Thursday, and our 4th game, my boyfriend was as excited as I was to get to game time.  Dinner was eaten in he car on the way to the park because I was in such a hurry, and when I got there and met up with my team, a couple of hem asked why I hadn’t made it the week before, and I told them something came up last minute, and I apologized for not letting them know.  No big deal, they had won anyway.  I asked if we were still going out for drinks afterwards… “Of course!”  Perfect.

The game itself was a lot of fun!  I feel like I spent much more time laughing with my teammates and less time worrying about which guys might be interested in me, or what my boyfriend was thinking as he watched from the other side of the field.  I even scored a goal!  That was probably the highlight of my rec soccer career right there. I just happened to be in the right place at he right time, and the ball came my way… Totally fluke-ass lucky, but I’ll take it!  Unfortunately, the game wasn’t as awesome as other ones have been… But not terrible either.  We tied 3-3.  I thought for sure they would let us play overtime or something, but no… They needed the field for the game after ours, so we had to settle for a tie. I hate ties.  Oh well.  3-0-1 isn’t too bad.

We went out for drinks afterwards.  I texted my boyfriend and told him I was going to see how it went, and maybe I would spill the beans.  He said he was still up for it if I was - and told me to have fun.  There were about 5 of us that went out - 2 guys and 3 girls - to the same bar that we went to before.  I had some drinks… I got loosened up a bit, bragged about my awesome goal.  Told my team I would sign autographs for them if they’d like… Laughed… Enjoyed myself… And, when the two guys got up to go get us another round from the bar… I went for it…

It was me, and Shauna, the first girl I met on the red team, and Kelly, our goalie.  To give you a little comparison, Shauna is 26, and Kelly is 29.  I asked the two of them “you guys are really fun, do either of you ever want to go hang out outside of soccer-related activities sometime?”  They both nodded, and agreed it would be fun to go out together on the town sometime, Kelly said that she would love to, but needed to be able to make plans a while in advance to make sure she could go.  Shauna, on the other hand, said that yes, she would love to go out, any time, any night.  I was very intrigued.  I got both of their numbers in my phone and gave them both mine, so that we could “plan something sometime”, and I left it at that for the majority of the night.

When things were finally breaking up for the night, I decided I was done waiting.  I didn’t want to go back home and call my boyfriend that I got a couple of numbers.  I wanted to make some actual progress… After all, I had that made that decision and all…  So, I sorta hung around, and when Shauna said that she had to go, I chimed in and said that I should get going too.  We walked together  out of the bar, and towards our cars, and I literally felt nervous and my palms were a little sweaty… What the hell? If she’s disgusted, you never have to see her again…  So I went for it.

“Hey Shauna, I’m serious about going out together sometime.  I think the two of us could get into a lot of trouble together”. She laughed and agreed. “I mean, if I don’t get some action soon, I might go crazy”.  Another laugh.  I swallowed the little lump in my throat.  “And my boyfriend might too”

She looked at me funny.  My heart was beating so fast I could feel it.  She stopped walking and looked right at me.  “What?”  “My boyfriend, he might go crazy too if I don’t get some action”. I am sure I was blushing.  I could feel it in my face. She just looked at me funny for another couple of seconds.  I was scared actually, that she was judging me.  “I’m not sure I know what you mean, Courtney”.  Here goes nothing… “My boyfriend sorta has a thing… For sharing me”

Her mouth was wide open.  “Are you serious?” I could only nod and bite my lip nervously.  She looked away, toward her car for a minute, and back at me.  “So you want to go out sometime and look for guys, and your boyfriend is actually cool with it?”  I nodded again.  “That’s freakin crazy!”  She laughed again, and I forced a nervous laugh of my own too.  I couldn’t tell if she meant crazy like ridiculous, stupid and insane, or crazy like something she’d never heard of before.  I decided not to press the issue any further, and finally said, “it’s not that big of a deal.  Some people think it’s nuts, others are cool with it” (like I had told soooo many people before…). “Anyway, if you are up for going out sometime, let me know.

She sorta shook her head, (confused? Taking it all in?  – I wasn’t sure) and got in her car, and drove off.  I did the same.  I called my boyfriend on the way home, and told him everything.  He was pacing in his bedroom and hallway the entire time I was on the phone with him he was so nervous.

Friday passed, and Saturday, and Sunday, and Monday, and Tuesday,… And then finally, on Wednesday at work, I got a text.  From Shauna.  “Can we talk tomorrow after the game? I’m curious”

That’s all it said.  My boyfriend was beside himself.  He didn’t know whether to be excited or terrified. Probably both.  I answered her back “absolutely, would love to”.

The game last week was, needless to say, not the highlight of my week.  Before the game, Shauna and I made eye contact for maybe three or four seconds, but neither of us said anything.  We played well, against the white team again who we beat 6-1 the first time.  We beat them again - 4-0 this time.  I didn’t score at all this time.  I guess I used up all my luck in that last game.  I didn’t really care though. I had other things on my mind. All in all, I guess 4-0-1. Is a pretty good record.  We still have 3 games left to go.

After the game, with my boyfriend watching from a distance, I walked up to Shauna. “Should we talk a bit?” She smiled.

We went to a completely different bar this time.  Just two girls, hanging out and talking.  I pretty much told her what I wanted to say.  I explained to her that it was true, I had a boyfriend, and yes, I loved him.  Yes, he really does get off on me being dirty and sleeping around. Yes, I really do tell him about what I do with other guys, and he loves me more for it.  She was astonished.  She said that she never thought that people would be into things like that.  She asked me if it went the other way too, and I let him sleep around.  No way - I’d get far too jealous for that.  More astonishment. Every time she asked a question, and every time I answered it, I felt a little bit more liberated.  Like a little bit of this cloud over my personal life for the last 2ish years was being removed.  I know it sounds stupid to say, but it really does make you feel lighter when you can get something off of your shoulders like that.  She asked about how many guys… I told her.  She asked where, and when - I told her.  She asked if the other guys knew about my situation, I told her.  And then she asked why I told her all of this, and I told her - because I thought she would be fun to hit on guys with.

She pondered the whole thing for a while, and eventually smiled.

We both have to work this Friday, so we aren’t going to be able to go out on Thursday after the game, but we already made plans…  We are going out dancing somewhere this weekend.

My boyfriend is losing his mind.

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