Title: "Confessions of a College Cum Barbie"

Looking back on my college days, I see them as a chapter of unbridled exploration and self-discovery. I was the girl who broke the mold, who didn't just go with the flow but actively sought out what I desired.

I grew up a good life, and went to a small university before I transferred. I was an athlete and loved my body. Still do.

The Liberated College Girl

I was known for being the easy college girl, but I wore that label like a badge of honor. It wasn't about being easy; it was about being open, honest about my desires, and unashamed of pursuing pleasure. I loved being called names like 'cum dumpster' and 'cum Barbie' – they were affirmations of my uninhibited nature.

The Roommates and Their Friends

The arrangement with my then FWB and his roommates was simple yet thrilling. I'd be with each of them on different days, a routine that kept things fresh and exciting. They talked, and soon their friends from another university were lining up, eager to experience what I had to offer. And I was all too happy to oblige.

I kept it to one night stands,and I kept it mostly just vaginal. Or better said, my pussy.

Vaginal Over Oral This drives my husband wild. In a good way. I always preferred vaginal over oral on the first date. It was for me less intimate, more of a connection. But that didn't mean I shied away from oral altogether. In fact, I reveled in it, especially the climax getting it or swallowing cum. Swallowing was my preference – I loved the taste, the control, the final act of consummation.

But only if I liked your dick,smelled good and or otherwise felt like it.

The Art of Dirty Talk

Dirty talk was my never my forte. But now I like to tell my husband how it makes me feel and what my dates sometimes called me and he loves when they called me a cum dumpster. I'd love to be degraded and. Submissive. But most men then only talked dirty. "Do you like how your cum dumpster feels?" I'd ask mid-thrust. Hearing them affirm how much they wanted me, how good I made them feel, only fueled my excitement. Their responses, coupled with their eager thrusts, were like music to my ears.

Cum Play and Swallowing

I found a unique satisfaction in cum play. The act of swallowing was more than just a physical act; it was symbolic – a sign of my willingness to embrace every aspect of an encounter. "Let me taste you," I'd whisper, eager for that intimate finale.

Reflections on My Journey

Now, as I reflect on those days, I see them as foundational to who I am today. They taught me about my own desires, about setting boundaries, and about the joy of uninhibited pleasure. Those experiences have enriched my relationship with my husband, bringing a level of openness and adventure that we both cherish.

Embracing My Past

I embrace my past with pride. It was a journey of passion, discovery, and embracing my true self. And it's a journey that continues, with even more adventures to explore.