The next evening I went out with Jennifer. We necked and grouped each other for a
while then I had to take her back to her dorm. As I was driving back to the campus, she did the unthinkable, she opened my pants and pulled my dick out.
As I drove, she slowly stroked my
engorged member. When I pulled up across the street from the dorm, she leaned over and took my dick into her mouth and proceeded to give me my first blow job.
She bobbed her head up and down on me until I felt my balls tighten. I warned her that I was about to climax but it didn't stop her. ..
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"I love you." she said as she got out of the car.
"I love you too." I replied. It was the first time I said it to her and as far as I could remember the first time I had said that to any girl. It felt good.
The following weekend I got a motel room at an old roadside motel about ten miles outside off town. We were naked in bed five minutes after we walked in the door. After experimenting with oral sex, which I had never performed before, and finding that I loved giving it almost as much as receiving it we had intercourse. Afterward as we lay in bed
together we started to talk about our sexual experience.
After telling her mine, she took over.
Jennifer said, "I was a virgin when I came to college. I dated a few guys on and off during my freshman year but remained a virgin. Then, when I was home for the summer after my freshman year I met Steve. We dated all that summer and started having sex about a month
before I went back to school. Steve goes to school about forty miles from here so he came to see me most weekends. Steve had a lot of experience and taught me the joys of sex. He is the only guy other than you that I have had sex with."
"What happened, I mean why did you break up with him.? I asked..
Instead of answering my question directly Jennifer asked me, "When you were dating the two girls you mentioned, did you ever go out with another girl behind there back?" She asked.
I said, "No, I didn't."
"Well Steve did. I found out he was dating a girl at his school. Actually she found out about me and called me to tell me to stay away from her boyfriend. Imagine that.
After more than two years with him I am accused of being the other woman. So I called him to find out if it was true and he admitted that he dated this other girl but said that I was the one he loved. I
told him it was over. I couldn't be with a man who would cheat on me." she said.
"I am sorry that happened to you but I am glad you broke up with him or you wouldn't be here now." I said.
"Well maybe. Anyway, please don't you ever do that to me. If anything happens and you want to date other woman just be honest and tell me you want to break up. I would much rather have a clean break than have you sneaking around behind my back until I catch you." she says.
I promised that I would never do that to her. Then we began making love again.
I used to think about that conversation and it bothered me a little. The fact that her sexual talents had been learned form her former boyfriend was bad enough but I could deal with that because that all took place before I knew her.
The hard part for me was the fact that she broke up with him because he cheated on her, not because she stopped loving him. Whether she still love this guy was a question I couldn't ask her.
Thankfully she never talked
about Steve to me so I was able to eventually put it out of my mind.