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When I first started school, I don’t know if it was low self esteem or a phase or what. But my “type” was a super-hot guy who treated me like absolute garbage.

Those were easy to discover (shocking, I know) — and for about four months I dated one who fit the user account better than any of them.

The first night we met, I sucked his dick in a bathroom at a fraternity party without knowing his name. The next night, he fucked me in the same bathroom telling me to call him “squirter.” He still wouldn’t tell me his name, but I gave him my name and number.

A few days later, he called me and said “Come suck my dick.” Then he told me where his apartment was and I drove over there like a zombie. He was sitting in a chair naked when I got there, and I went down on him right away.

After a few minutes of sucking his dick, the phone rang and he told me to be really still. Then while he answered the phone with his dick in my mouth, he balanced his beer can on my head. I heard him say “This bitch is sucking my dick,” but I stayed perfectly still to keep from spilling his beer on me.

When the call was over, he grabbed the beer and said “Suck me off.” I did — and when I swallowed his cum, he crumpled the can and said “Go get me another one from the fridge.”

After about an hour, we went to his bedroom and fucked — first in the missionary position, then with me on top, then doggystyle. It was on all fours that he said “Bark bitch.”

So there I was, a 19-year-old girl with a belly full of cum and a pussy full of his dick…barking like a dog. “Ruff, ruff, ruff.”

He said “No, you got thick thighs. You’re a big dog. Go ‘WOOF!’” I changed tones and he said “Louder!” He seemed aggravated when my barking was interrupted by a breathtaking orgasm. But he came inside me soon after and said “Go have my puppies, bitch.”

That was all just during the first week I met him and it got wilder from there. I did learn his name, but it was not the part of him I was most interested in — EVER

NSFW: yes

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