Though this is not next chronologically, it fit so well with the theme of this month's contest. This will be an origin story for one of my kinks. As with my other story, this one has a long intro and background. I just like painting a full picture for everyone.

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I had been dating a college girl (I'll call her Ann) for a few months. I had graduated and had been working for some time. She and I meshed together so well intellectually, emotionally, and physically that I believed her to be my soul mate. Time spent with her was always great. Time spent apart was yearning to be together again. The sex was often and intense. Though I was quite a few years older and experienced, she was ever willing and eager to learn and to please. It seemed our sexual goal was to find ways to please the other more than the last.

That summer, we took every opportunity to find new ways, places, situations, and times to fuck. When she had to go back to college, we knew it was going to be tough, but we made plans to visit each other as much as we could. The first few months were frustratingly impossible to see each other, as our schedules were packed. Phone sex was woefully inadequate compared to the real thing. (Yes, this took place YEARS ago before video calling)

Thankfully, things at work were beginning to slow and Ann was going to be done with her first set of midterms, so we planned for me to come visit her and spend some much needed time destressing and "catching up". She got us a room in a local hotel that we would check into after I picked her up from her dorm.

I don't remember most of the 5hr drive, being completely distracted by my excitement getting to be together, experiencing each other again. As I got close to my exit, I called her to give her a heads up. "Holy shit! You're practically here! I just got done with my last midterm and I still haven't packed yet!" I could clearly hear the giddy excitement in her voice as I got off the phone to give her time to prepare for our weekend getaway.

I felt the chill of the fall air as I parked and headed to her dorm, remembering the last time I saw Ann, it was much warmer. I wondered what she would look like. Though it had only been a few months, it felt as though years had passed. Nervously now, I walked up the path to the dorm and was met with a familiar and welcome squeal.

My tall, athletic, buxom beauty ran up with a huge beaming smile, her long, strawberry blond hair flowing behind her, and jumped into me, wrapping her arms and legs powerfully around me. I was greeted with a deep and passionate, almost insistent kiss. Her lips, tongue, hands, and her grinding pelvis all communicating in unison how happy she was to see me. I couldn't help notice her breathing was getting heavier, rhythmically pushing her gloriously full tits into my appreciative chest. (She used to insist she was a C-cup. I used to tell her she was at least a C /D-. I also used to remind her that her nickname "Rack" was accurate and her breast size self-assessment was inaccurate)

After a while, we disengaged and walked to her dorm to get her things for the weekend. I was surprised I was able to get my cock to calm down so it wouldn't make meeting her friends too awkward. There was nothing I could do about the pre-cum wet spot that had formed on the front of my pants. I began to get lost in the beauty before me as she gathered her things. Even though her outfit was simple- faded jeans, spaghetti strap cami top under a comfortable flannel shirt. Her tight, athletic body and her graceful movement made her irresistibly sexy. I still vividly remember, YEARS later, the curve of her lower back and waist as it flared into glorious hips and a round, firm ass I could spend all day squeezing, caressing, and slapping. Her heavenly, full, gravity-defying, peanut-sized nipple tipped breasts perched proudly above her taut, flat tummy, ending in a spectacular "V" usually enveloped in a tiny thong.

I was brought out of my trance by the sound of a girl's voice- "Ooh, you weren't kidding. He is really cute!" I turned to face a smiling brunette version of Ann. "Baby, this is my roommate, Lena." As I went to shake her hand, Lena pulled me in for a tight hug (I thought "Did I just feel her grind her hips into me a little?" Yes I did. There's a story about her for a later time). I tried to blow it off and just chatted with her as Ann excused herself to go to the bathroom.

"Motherfucker!" Ann came stomping back into the room angrily. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! Not now!" "What's the matter, baby?" I asked. "I fucking started my period!" Turned out she was due to start that weekend, but was hoping it would come late. Obviously frustrated, she said "It's OK, we'll figure something out." I tried to be supportive by agreeing, wondering if, indeed, we'd figure something out.

My understanding, right or wrong, was that women did not enjoy having sex when Aunt Flo was visiting. I couldn't have been more wrong, because Ann was all over me as soon as we got in the car to head to the hotel. She was in the passenger seat, turned facing me with her hands under my shirt, roughly caressing my chest and back (Yes, that's possible). Soon, she had my rock-hard cock in her amorous grip, stroking up and down. I glance over to see her with the most wantonly innocent lower lip bite look on her face. Difficult as it may have been, I made it to our destination as quickly as I could without having an accident (in more ways than one).

Having taken care of logistical issues, with several impassioned "I want you so bad", "I need you to fuck me", "I missed you sooooooo much" whispered in my ear, with jolts of electricity shooting through my body each time, we made it into our room. Bags were tossed and clothing hurriedly removed so we could finally enjoy each other after months of being apart.

Just as I was about to throw her onto the bed, Ann suggested we get in the shower, that way we can get cleaned up after a stressful day of midterms and driving five hours. In addition, we would be able to entertain Aunt Flo better. As I pulled her into the shower, I kissed her deeply, letting my hand find its way down to her smoothly shaven pussy. I grabbed a handful of hair, pulled her head back, kissing her neck, as I inserted one, then two fingers into her hot, pulsing pussy. I felt her legs get weak as she let out a long lustful, sexy moan. I moved down to her her glorious, glistening tits, taking one proudly erect nipple into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue. Istarted to stimulate her G-spot with my middle and ring fingers, beckoning her orgasm to arrive in a come hither motion. Weeks of built up sexual tension released with a long, guttural moan as she came HARD, clamping down on my fingers in powerful spasms, her body writhing, me struggling to keep her from collapsing. I slowed my fingers a bit so she could ride out her orgasm.

*The rest follows in the comments