I thought ahead and slipped a condom on before to catch my man juice and its a good thing I did. I did what I call a Hot 100, that is 100 slams with a...toy without stopping. The condom filled with almost a shot glass of my cum. I layed there pounding my hole on the wet concrete with my painted toes pointed to the gray sky. I had a wonderful assgasm and was all over myself with lust. I pulled over a mirror that I keep outside and posed in front of it like a sissy bitch. Doing all the little. "I'm in 202. Come on over when you're done and I will repay you, with interest."Then she turned, walked out of the laundry room with her full basket and a wiggle. Imagine that I thought, didn't even use those coins she took!I approached her door and rang the bell."What can I get you big boy? I'm guessing a babe in the woods like yourself isnt at the liquor age yet", she chided with an eyebrow raised and a smirk."Scotch, with ice, double"."You sound just like James Bond. Didnt you think Money. ”My sister flashed a smile of complete relief, dimples dented her cheeks. “Have you had sex yet?”“With a girl?”She looked slightly puzzled. “Are you gay?”“Jesus, do I look gay? That's repulsive, you may like boys, but I sure don't. It's only big tits and fine asses for me.”“You didn't answer me.”I didn't want to admit to my sister that I'd managed to seduce three girls. Even though she had spilled her secrets when she got dumped I wasn't one of those guys who brags endlessly about his. I love getting caught in a gentle rain. Perhaps because it led to one of my favorite erotic experiences.I was 20 years old, a junior in college. I had just begun dating Melissa, a freshman beauty. Brown hair down below her shoulders, a trim athletic figure, lovely breasts that stretched her t-shirt, and a beautiful smile. Her face shone when she was happy, the smile filling her face and her eyes lighting up when she laughed. I was much smitten, but she said she wanted to keep things slow.