So writing this to explain the intimate trials and tribulations I've had with Ro and everything that I've experienced good and bad with said situations.
Obviously at the current time, we are very sexually open and we do experiment occasionally, this was not always the case and I was not always open with her and vice versa.
Starting from the beginning, I'd have to tell about Sam. She was the first girl to "turn me out" basically. The sex was phenomenal and I couldn't get enough of it. She started planting seeds in me early as to how she warped my brain sexually. We'd mess around every day, multiple times a day...skip class, leave parties early, or just do it at the parties or in chaos. It was nonstop and she was the first to Really teach me how to use what I have. She showed me the perfect rhythm to use, how deep to go or not to go, the best positions specific to my dick and how they feel to a woman, the art of foreplay, and definitely fine tuning how to use my lips and tongue. We basically practiced sex on each other for a solid year every single day. I cannot think of a single day from the first year we were together that we didn't engage in some kind of sexual activity.
Sam had a downfall though...she absolutely loathed any attention I got from other females. Daggers in here eyes, rude comments and near physical altercation if a girl even tried to speak...I even avoided the UC for a while to keep from upsetting her. At parties she would watch me like a hawk, and cling to me almost the entire time. She played with my jealousy though. At the time I couldn't fathom having a significant other that would dare talk to another man in any flirtatious manner....Cheating was definitely a deal breaker for me. Well, summer came and I had to go back to Memphis for an internship and just home in general. she stayed in martin for summer classes. As you know, martin during the summer might as well just be a giant bedroom. Every night, Sam and I would talk on the phone, just talking about any and everything. Closer towards the middle of summer, she'd called me and she always had a few people in the background of her apt. She was staying in martin place with a couple of her friends and they always had people over. Me being young and on edge, I was always worried about what guys were over there. I hadn't seen her in 2 months and we both went from having sex multiple times a day, everyday to No sex...2 solid months. Obviously I was worried about her messing with another guy. I was 19 and she was only my 3rd.
One particular night I called and she was shit faced drunk...there was a party happening in the background and I couldn't get much of a conversation out of her, I told her to call me back in the morning.
She called me in the afternoon the next day...Extra happy and lovey dovey...way more so than usual. I didn't think too much of it but it was definitely a bit off for her. Over the next few weeks I had gotten a few texts from a couple of my frat bros saying "you talked to sam lately?" I was like yea every so often, why?" they were like "just checking to see if she had talked to you...she been spending a lot of time at the pool with a couple nupes lately" I was like....who......they say "call sam". So I'm fucking nervous and worried. I call her one night just to ask her what's been goin on, why things feel weird...she just got quiet...she finally started sniffling on the phone and my heart Dropped. She finally told me that my frat bros said she had to tell me or they would...…..She told me she had sex with a kappa during a set at the apt one nite...apparently everybody at the party heard the two of them in the room...and word spread quickly. A lot of people knew except me. I was crushed. I had never been cheated on...had no idea how to take it or what to do....she just kept asking me not to leave her. I ghosted her for a solid week. Just trying to wrap my head around what to do. Sadness turned to anger, anger turned to "fuck it, move on". Now my summer job was an internship in the marketing dept at FedEx world headquarters. My focus was so off I couldn't complete basic tasks. she texted me so much she filled my inbox every day and everyday I had to delete all of it. Finally I answered one of her calls. She was still crying....she said she was coming to Memphis with one of her girlfriends and she wanted to see me.....so what did my dumbass do....meet up with her. Obviously she dressed to catch my attention. We talked for hours....I was just heated the whole time. I wanted to know why, if I had done something, If she didnt enjoy sex w me anymore, if he was bigger than me...did she enjoy him more than me....I asked all the sucker ass questions you can think of. She assured me that he wasnt better or bigger than me, she said she was just horny and got weak. She hadn't had sex in a very long time and he was just in the right place at the right time.
Now the whole time she was telling me this, she started to get closer to me. She started to rub my lap, whisper in my ear and tell me that the sex with him didn't mean anything. She started giving me basic details about how it all happened while she stroked me. Before I knew it she had pulled my dick all the way out and was sucking me... apologizing whenever she took it out of her mouth. She got on top of me...rode me while she told me more about what happened. I was conflicted. I was Livid and fuming at all of the details she kept blurting, but I was Very hard inside of her and didn't want her to stop riding me. She ended up telling me every raw detail from how she pulled his dick out, to all the positions he fucked her, and finally how he came all over her back. I saw red. I was furious. I was so fucking mad I couldnt see straight. Just then....when I felt that burning rage....I came inside of her....my eyes rolled back, and I just let it continue pump inside her. Right then.... I wasn't mad, I wasn't sad...I just felt relaxed, I felt relief, I felt a numbing high. 3 weeks worth of anxiousness, anger and unease....just gone.
We ended up back together....the next semester was awkward bc literally Everyone knew "sam cheated on hobbs"....my frat bros even held a meeting for me the 1st day back to break the news to me....I told them I knew and we worked through it. That next semester with her was a lot different. We still had sex a lot, but she would mention specific things during sex sometimes....her cheating and apologizing....other guys checking her out, etc. I didn't realize it but I was my hardest when she would say these things. So I lived in martin place, as you know there is that common area with the kitchen living room etc. one of my roommates always had big xbox parties on Friday nights. me and sam were in the room watching movies...and yes...having sex. we liked to kid and joke around...she offered me a dare. she said "If I go out to the kitchen and get a glass of water with nothing but this wifebeater on, you have to give me head with ice. there were at least 6 guys in the living room playing xbox, and that wifebeater stopped and her belly button ring and was skin tight...she literally had nothing else on. Mind you sam had a Massive booty and was a solid c cup. she walked straight out to the kitchen...naked...got ice water and an ice cream sandwich... walked back...her ass shook the entire time. Every guy in the room paused and looked at her. She came back in the room and I was rock hard and angry. I didnt know wtf was going on with me. We fucked A LOT the rest of that nite. There were other instances we had where she tested my jealousy. One in particular was a pool party my frat threw at the Elam center. Sam kept joking she was gonna wear a thong...I was like ha-ha hell whatever. well everybody was chillin at the pool, sam just had on a bikini top and short jean shorts...ok cool...next thing I know she took the shorts off to get in the pool......straight g string....every dude in there looking.... I was like WHAT. THE. FUCK. we had a small quiet argument off to the side....her comment to me was..."you get to have your shirt off, why cant I wear this...." anyway...we finished out the party.....went back to the room, argued and had heavy heavy sex.
Time went on...we had more moments like that....up until my senior year....sam was just fucking rude at this point...I broke up with her....she snapped. She absolutely lost it. right then I knew I was done with her. I started messing with any and every girl that came my way after that. After word got out that me and sam broke up I Literally had girls hitting me up anytime I stepped foot on campus. I ran through half the deltas, 3 zetas, half the new akas on yard...2 volleyball girls, So many white girls, art classmates, a lot of fucking people. It was like I was experiencing sex for the first time again. I was using all of these things on these girls that sam had taught me, and it was working Extremely well. I enjoyed the rush...the Power of knowing I knew how to please. Eventually the summer after I graduated...I wanted to go back to the source...I had a craving for sam. I wanted to see if I had shaken her from my mind.
Well unfortunately....we started dating long distance again. I was graduated and working in Memphis, she was still at martin. I'd visit every so often. well one day I was at work and I get a call from her. she was a bit distraught. She immediately broke down and told me she had cheated again, multiple times with the same guy. Also that the guy was one of my frat bros. All of the rage, the anger I felt from when we first started dating came back....I wanted answers. I wanted to know why, I wanted to know how it happened. She told me...again..in full detail. and yet again...I couldn't shake the anger, the jealousy. I took a break from her. Well....a week went by....I hadn't had sex in a good while and I was horny one nite. I decided to watch some porn. Nothing too crazy, I just needed to cum to releave some pressure. While I was watching the porn, I couldn't stop thinking about sam having sex with another guy again...the thought of that and the porn started to slowly merge together. I couldnt separate the two while I was jacking off. By the time I was about to cum, the porn had blurred out in my vision and my eyes rolled back thinking about sam fucking another dude.....that's what I came to. I was fucked up about it. Very fucked up about it....but an hour later....I was jacking off again...this time no porn....Just those same thoughts. I'd imagine everything in vivid detail....imagine how every touch and stroke took place...how her ass looked getting fucked....minutes later...I had cum again...and cum extremely hard. It was starting to connect with me that my anger immediately subsided.....if I was hard.
I went up to martin 2 days later...I had to see about something....the moment I got in, I went to sam's house and demanded she tell me about the sex she had. She told me...in full detail during sex with me....and I came harder than I ever had before. I could not explain it, but I realized her infidelity didn't phase me at all anymore. She didn't know how to take it...she was scared I would do something crazy, which I didnt. I went and talked to the frat bro that had fucked her. we had a long talk. I told him everything I thought. he was scared shitless that I was going to hurt him.
I assured him I was calm. I asked him if he was going to continue to have sex with her ….he was shaking. I told him I took that as a yes. I didn't care anymore. I told him that if for any reason he did, take a pic of it and email it to me. And he did, every single time. I wasn't mad, I wasn't jealous. I was turned on. I wanted to see how sam was having sex...how she fucked other people. I was curious. I was only mad bc I didnt know how she was doing it to them.
Skipping forward a bit, Sam moved to Memphis to work...we saw each other on a regular again. She fully understood how I was being turned on now....and she played that up. We would do full photoshoots of her naked in the kitchen and the living room, we would select specific dudes to send the pics to, just to see their reactions. It was a rush for the both of us and made for Amazing sex.
She had completely stopped messing with anyone else bc she had me in the same city again....But I started to miss that rush I got from her promiscuity. I had to feel it. It was a high for me now. So Sam came up with an idea....we'd invite a one of my homeboys over to watch football that we Knew had a thing for her, and in the middle of the game, she'd come out in a seductive outfit and strip in front of him. Well that's exactly what happened. He was floored and didn't know what to make of it. She pulled off his pants and sat on his dick. I was on the other side of the room taking it all in. he eventually flipped her around and hit her from the back. she called me over from the other side of the room. she pulled my dick out and sucked me while he was still hitting from the back. This was my first threesome. we went on to mess around for a good hour. It was such a rush for both of us we started plotting what else we could do. We did a LOT of risque and straight up Nasty things in front of or To unsuspecting, but strategically planned guests. We even arranged sex for her and select guys we mutually agreed on. I wasn't even concerned about having sex with a woman in return...the thrill was her being pleased and me being able to witness it or hear about it.
Things started getting rocky with the two of us.....it was actually all non sexually related...she was just very rude, inconsiderate and very lazy in everyday life. During this time I met Tiffany, then I met Ro, and then finally I met you at the very tail end of my relationship with Sam. It was purely sex with her and always had been. I wanted the sexual excitement I had with her, but with actual love and affection tied to it. This is where my struggle started. Would I be able to have an intimate and loving relationship with another woman without craving the things I had with Sam and completely freaking them out??
I gotta write about that in another segment.
