When I was a freshman in college, I got wasted at a fraternity party and ended up in a side room with a football player.

He was anything but a romantic. His only lines once we got in the room were “Strip” and “Suck me off.” But being the horny little nympho I was, I stripped and took his dick in my mouth.

Every now and then, he’d peek out the door and say “Hurry up, bitch.” But no matter how hard I sucked, I couldn’t make him cum. I even used both hands to jerk him off into my mouth, but nothing.

Finally, he said, “All right, bitch, we gotta hurry this along. My girlfriend’s on her way.” Then he told me to just sit back and open my mouth.

The way he was treating me made me so hot that I would have fucked him right then and there. But since that obviously wasn’t gonna happen, I just did what he said…sat back, opened wide and prepared for a mess.

He started jerking off just inches from my face, and to my surprise, when he started shooting, it all went straight in my mouth — or so I thought.

I swallowed it all and he said “Thanks” sarcastically as he zipped up and went out of the room, not even bothering to shut the door. I pushed it shut and put my clothes on as fast as I could.

When I walked outside, I went to the kitchen to make another drink and some guy immediately pointed at me and said, “She’s got fucking cum on her lip.”

Some of his load, which I thought all went in my mouth, had obviously landed on my upper lip and just sat there. I was mortified, but another girl grabbed a paper towel and handed it to me to wipe it off.

I left the party immediately, but the name “cum lips” stuck with me until graduation