<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=serving%20college%20girl">Click here</a> to read the first part of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="63432176" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“So, how often do you think about sex?” Adeline asked as she slipped her fingers under Dylan’s shirt and rubbed his stomach.</p><p>They were cuddled up in her bed as Dylan considered how to answer her question. He felt a mild sense of panic at the notion of Adeline discovering just how frequently his mind was occupied with sexual thoughts.</p><p>“I know guys think about sex all the time. Or, at least that’s what I’ve heard. I’m genuinely curious how true that is, so you can be honest,” she reassured him.</p><p>“Okay, well, all the time seems like it’s a bit of an overstatement, but it’s also pretty close to reality,” Dylan said. “It’s more frequent if it’s been a while since I’ve had an orgasm, too.”</p><p>Adeline smiled and looked up at him as her fingers moved to the bulge in Dylan’s pants. She stroked it slowly and said, “How long has it been since you had an orgasm?”</p><p>“Five days,” Dylan answered.</p><p>“And is that a long time?” Adeline asked.</p><p>“It is, yes,” he said. “I mean, in the grand scheme of things it’s not, but I’d be cumming every day if it was up to me.”</p><p>Adeline unzipped his pants and reached inside to pull out his cock. She stroked his throbbing erection softly and looked up at Dylan before whispering, “It’s not up to you though, is it?”</p><p>Dylan smiled and groaned. “No, it’s not.”</p><p>Adeline wasn’t as restrictive as Mrs. Jameson had been, but she’d immediately picked up on the wisdom of limiting Dylan’s ability to climax and had instituted control over his orgasms the same night he’d walked her home from the frat party.</p><p>“You really don’t mind letting me control your orgasms?” she asked.</p><p>“Not at all,” he answered. “It’s hard to explain, honestly, and I don’t really understand it. I mean, I love to orgasm.”</p><p>“Me too,” Adeline interjected as she stroked him a little faster.</p><p>Dylan laughed before an involuntary groan escaped his lips. “For some reason I also love to be told that I can’t cum anywhere near as often as I want. I really, really love the sensations of being completely overwhelmed with, well, with desire. Like, right now there’s nothing in the world I want more than to have an orgasm, but there’s also a part of me that really likes the idea of you denying me the pleasure of a climax. Sometimes it makes me feel crazy.”</p><p>Adeline smiled at him and let a sweet, soft laugh escape her lips before moving closer to kiss Dylan. Her tongue slipped into his mouth as she continued to play with his cock, eliciting more deeply sensual moans.</p><p>“I can’t really explain it either, but I like being in control of your orgasms,” Adeline said. “I love that you’re willing to give me control. You’re unlike any other guy I’ve dated or fooled around with. All they’ve been able to think about is cumming, usually to the detriment of everything else. You’re not like that, though. It turns you on not to cum. Even better, it turns you on to let me have total control over your orgasms.”</p><p>She kissed him again, this time pushing her tongue into his mouth in the aggressive kind of way Dylan had come to recognize as a sign of Adeline’s desire.</p><p>“Do you know how many times you’ve made me cum in the past two weeks?” she asked.</p><p>Dylan smiled. “I’ve lost count,” he said.</p><p>Adeline laughed. “Me too. That’s a good thing, though.”</p><p>She released his cock and moved to her knees before pulling the pillow out from behind his head.</p><p>Dylan smiled. He knew what was coming. Adeline was going to sit on his face, as she’d done countless times since they’d started dating.</p><p>She pulled up her skirt, moved her white cotton panties to the side, and straddled his head while looking down at him. A smile crossed her face and she asked, “What if I gave you a choice?”</p><p>“A choice?”</p><p>“Yes. What if I let you choose between having an orgasm or giving me an orgasm?” Adeline asked.</p><p>“I’d give you an orgasm,” Dylan said.</p><p>Adeline leaned back and wrapped her fingers around his cock. She stroked him as her pussy hovered inches away from his mouth, presenting him with two forms of pleasure, both of which he craved.</p><p>“Are you sure?” she asked. “It’s been five days since I let you cum. Are you sure you’d prefer to give me an orgasm? I mean, I orgasm all the time, usually more than once a day. It seems like you might need it more than I do.”</p><p>Dylan was so close to cumming. It felt like his entire body was tingling with desire and he desperately wanted to get off, but he couldn’t ignore the allure of once again being denied.</p><p>“Please, Adeline, sit on my face. Let me get you off. Let me give you pleasure,” Dylan begged. He could scarcely believe the words were coming from his mouth, and yet it felt right.</p><p>Adeline released his cock, sat up, and dropped her pussy onto Dylan’s face. She moved her hips back and forth, riding his mouth in the way she sometimes did when her arousal reached a fever pitch. She couldn’t seem to help but get a little aggressive and Dylan loved feeling like she was using him without much concern for him.</p><p>“Make me cum,” Adeline said as she leaned forward and grabbed a handful of his hair. Her hips moved faster as her pussy lips opened around his mouth while he massaged her throbbing clit with his tongue. “Fuck, Dylan, make me cum!”</p><p>Dylan reached up to grab her ass and gave it a good squeeze as Adeline climaxed on his face. She dropped her hips, smothering him with her pussy and covering him with her juices. It felt like her version of giving him a facial and it happened every time she sat on his face, which is why Dylan had come to love it.</p><p>Adeline laughed joyfully as the orgasm passed through her and Dylan looked up at the girl he’d so quickly become completely and utterly enamored with.</p><p>“That was lovely,” she said. “Thank you.”</p><p>Adeline lifted her pussy from his face and sat on Dylan’s chest. He felt her wetness seep through his shirt immediately.</p><p>“Thank you for letting me make you cum,” he said.</p><p>“It was my pleasure. As it always is,” Adeline replied.</p><p>She reached out and ran her fingers through the slippery juices that coated the area around his lips. It was as if Adeline was admiring the mess she’d made and the smile on her face made it seem as though she found it rather amusing.</p><p>“Can I ask you something?” Dylan said.</p><p>“Of course. Anything,” Adeline replied.</p><p>“My…my cock,” Dylan began before trailing off. He felt an overwhelming sense of insecurity that made it difficult to ask the question.</p><p>“What is it, Dylan?” Adeline said as she climbed off his chest and cuddled up with him. “What about your cock?”</p><p>“Is it…small? Is my cock small?” he asked.</p><p>Mrs. Jameson had been perfectly clear that Dylan’s cock wouldn’t have been able to please her, and based on her husband’s size it seemed impossible to argue with her on that point. Despite that, he couldn’t quite wrap his head around the idea that he was too small to ever please a woman. He didn’t want to believe it. He still craved sex and he didn’t want to admit that he simply wasn’t capable of offering a girl pleasure.</p><p>As he asked his question Adeline looked down at Dylan’s cock and wrapped her fingers around it once more.</p><p>“Do you think it’s small?” she asked.</p><p>“I…I don’t know,” Dylan said. “I mean, I know it’s not big.”</p><p>“No, it’s not,” Adeline agreed in a soft, sensual voice.</p><p>She’d only uttered three words and yet Dylan was hit with a surprising surge of desire that he didn’t fully understand.</p><p>Adeline looked up at him and smiled. “Did you like that?” she asked.</p><p>“I don’t know,” Dylan replied. “I guess, maybe I did? I don’t know. Why would I like that? Why would any guy like hearing a girl say that his cock wasn’t big?”</p><p>“You do though, don’t you?” she asked.</p><p>Arousal enveloped Dylan’s body. His toes tingled and his loins tensed up in that deeply pleasurable way that happened right before an orgasm.</p><p>“I do,” he answered. “Fuck, I don’t know why, but I do.”</p><p>Adeline kissed his neck as she slowly stroked Dylan’s cock. “I haven’t been with many other guys, Dylan, but your cock is the smallest I’ve ever seen,” she whispered.</p><p>“Fuck, Adeline, I’m going to cum,” Dylan said.</p><p>“Go ahead,” she replied. “Cum for me.”</p><p>Once she’d given him permission Dylan couldn’t hold back. He came as Adeline’s words played over and over in his head: “Your cock is the smallest I’ve ever seen.”</p><p>Dylan knew she’d qualified it. He knew she’d said she hadn’t been with many guys, but there was still something about that particular combination of words that hit him the right way and brought about an astoundingly powerful orgasm.</p><p>“Holy shit,” he said afterwards. “That was incredible.”</p><p>Adeline beamed at him. She seemed joyful at the notion of having brought about an intense orgasm.</p><p>“Thank you,” Dylan said.</p><p>“You’re welcome,” she replied. “It’s fun to make you cum, especially when you cum like that.”</p><p>Dylan laughed and said, “I’m not going to argue with that.”</p><p>Adeline released his softening cock, moved to her knees next to him, gathered up her skirt, and said, “I want to cum again.”</p><p>She straddled his face, sat on his mouth, and began to ride his tongue once more.</p><p><br></p><p>“You’re awfully excited,” Adeline said as Dylan took her into his arms.</p><p>They’d arranged to meet after class and the moment he saw her come out of the lecture hall he couldn’t contain his desire. She looked beautiful in a blue knee length dress and an impossibly soft white cardigan.</p><p>“I know,” he said.</p><p>They kissed in the afternoon sun and Adeline flashed a gleeful smile. “I like you like this. I’ve never dated someone so affectionate.”</p><p>“I’ve never felt so affectionate,” Dylan said.</p><p>He took Adeline’s hand and they walked towards their dorm as Dylan wondered if his girlfriend was in the mood to have a little fun.</p><p>“Would you say that our relationship began that night at the frat party?” Adeline asked.</p><p>“I think so,” Dylan answered. “I mean, I think that’s when we decided we would date and that was definitely the first time we…well, did something.”</p><p>“It was the first time you made me cum,” Adeline said proudly.</p><p>Dylan laughed. “Right. I wasn’t going to say it out loud here in public, but yes, that’s true.”</p><p>“It’s something to be proud of, Dylan. I have friends who never orgasm because their boyfriends can’t be bothered to make an effort. They just want to fuck and cum and they really don’t seem to give a damn about the girls they’re fucking. It’s astonishing,” Adeline said as she pulled Dylan a little closer.</p><p>“I guess you’re just a lucky girl,” he added playfully.</p><p>Adeline laughed and stopped in the middle of the sidewalk. She turned and pulled Dylan’s lips to hers for a surprisingly deep, sensual kiss. He hadn’t cum since that night she’d gotten him off with the lightest imaginable dose of small penis humiliation and he was hard in an instant. The moment her tongue slipped past his lips and into his mouth Dylan felt his cock come to life.</p><p>“Wow,” he said as Adeline pulled away. “What was that for?”</p><p>“For being a good boyfriend,” she said. “Good boyfriends deserve rewards, especially since there are so many guys out there that seem perfectly fine with being bad boyfriends.”</p><p>Adeline pressed her body into his in a decidedly sexual manner and Dylan had to work to constrain the moan he wanted to unleash. People were already looking and they definitely would have paid even closer attention if it sounded like he was on the verge of cumming in public.</p><p>Adeline took his hand and started down the sidewalk again as Dylan looked down and wondered if his erection was making a noticeable bulge.</p><p>“Don’t worry,” Adeline said. “It’s not really noticeable. You’re not quite big enough for that.”</p><p>She looked up at him and flashed a naughty smile as Dylan couldn’t help but groan. He didn’t want to, but in the past week he’d found that even the smallest bit of talk about the size of his penis was enormously arousing. There was something about the way Adeline did it – or the fact that it was coming from his girlfriend and not the dominant milf next door – that made it intensely arousing.</p><p>“Fuck, Adeline,” Dylan said. “You’re incredible.”</p><p>“You want me, don’t you?” she asked.</p><p>“You know I do,” he replied.</p><p>Adeline giggled in delight and led Dylan off the sidewalk and into the grass.</p><p>“Where are we going?” he asked.</p><p>“Somewhere just a little more private,” Adeline replied as she pointed towards a small stand of tall trees that overlooked the school’s softball and baseball fields.</p><p>Dylan smiled. He figured he was in for a thrilling make out session with his girlfriend at the very least, and if he was lucky perhaps she’d be in the mood to have a little more fun.</p><p>“Sit,” Adeline said as they reached the trees.</p><p>Dylan sat with his back against one of the thick trunks and Adeline smiled before spinning around and sitting between his legs. Dylan put his arms around his girlfriend and pulled her close. He savored the softness of her sweater and the way the soft, smooth material of the dress felt against his hands as he held Adeline.</p><p>She turned her head and they shared a tender kiss as her body seemed to melt into his. It was a perfect moment that brought his cock back to life and left it throbbing.</p><p>“You’re hard, aren’t you?” she asked.</p><p>“I am,” he said.</p><p>Adeline lifted her body and said, “Put your legs together.”</p><p>Dylan did as he was told and Adeline sat down once more. Her ass rested on his crotch, which he suspected was her plan.</p><p>“You haven’t asked to have sex since we started dating,” Adeline said as she slowly, subtly moved her ass back and forth, like she was giving an exceptionally tame but hugely thrilling lap dance.</p><p>“No, I haven’t,” he said.</p><p>“It’s been three weeks and we’ve been fooling around the entire time,” she continued. “Most guys would have asked about sex by now. Some guys would have asked about sex that first night. You haven’t, though.”</p><p>Dylan wasn’t sure she expected an answer and he didn’t really have one. It hadn’t occurred to him to ask for sex. He figured if Adeline wanted to fuck him then she would have informed him of her desire and they would have done it.</p><p>She turned her head and offered a sensual smile as her ass continued to move in his lap. “Do you want to have sex with me, Dylan?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes,” he said. “I do. Of course I do.”</p><p>Dylan’s cock throbbed painfully as he imagined the pleasure of sliding into Adeline’s pussy.</p><p>“But you haven’t asked. Why is that?” she said.</p><p>“I…I don’t know,” he replied.</p><p>Adeline moved a little faster in his lap, intensifying the pleasure of her impromptu lap dance and sending Dylan into a place of deeper arousal.</p><p>“Is it because you’re worried?” Adeline asked in a soft, sensual voice.</p><p>“Worried about what?” Dylan replied.</p><p>Adeline reached back to caress Dylan’s face and then leaned into him. Her head rested against his shoulder and the scent of her shampoo filled his nose as she continued to grind into his crotch. If she was facing the other way it would have been a full-on dry humping session.</p><p>“Are you worried that you’re too small to satisfy me?” Adeline asked.</p><p>Dylan groaned as pleasure and angst rushed through him in equal parts. His cock throbbed and he could feel precum leaking into his underwear. Anxiety bubbled up too as he wondered if this girl he’d already fallen for was questioning whether she wanted to be with someone that didn’t have much to offer between his legs.</p><p>“I…yes, I am,” Dylan answered. He could hear the fear in his voice. It was palpable.</p><p>“I told you I was different, Dylan. I told you I was looking for something different in a man. It’s not hard to find a guy with a big dick that can fuck me hard. I’ve had that before. It’s nice, but it’s not what I’m looking for,” Adeline said as her fingers danced over the back of his neck and played with his hair.</p><p>“So…you don’t mind that I’m, well, that I’m not big,” Dylan asked.</p><p>Adeline sat up and spun around with surprising agility. She straddled Dylan and sat down. Almost immediately she began to grind in his lap again, this time fully embracing the fact that they would have been fucking if not for their clothes.</p><p>“It’s okay that you have a small cock, Dylan,” Adeline said.</p><p>He groaned and she smiled with what seemed to be genuine delight.</p><p>“Say it, Dylan,” Adeline said. “Say that you have a small cock. Don’t tell me it’s not big. Admit the truth. Tell me that you have a small cock.”</p><p>Dylan looked into his girlfriend’s eyes and saw a mixture of sweetness and lust that he found irresistible. She wasn’t being cruel. She knew he was turned on. She knew that some part of him would find it immensely arousing to admit his literal shortcoming.</p><p>“I have a small cock,” he said.</p><p>Adeline moved her hips back and forth over his crotch, offering an intense kind of stimulation that made Dylan feel good enough that he was starting to worry about cumming in his pants.</p><p>“Yes you do,” Adeline said as she leaned forward. She rested her forehead against his and reached up to hold his head in her hands. Her crotch moved faster over his, generating an intense kind of pleasure from the friction.</p><p>“Adeline, I might…” Dylan said.</p><p>“I know,” she whispered. “It’s okay.”</p><p>They kissed as she continued to skillfully tease him. He groaned into his girlfriend’s mouth.</p><p>“Say it again,” she said.</p><p>“I have a small cock,” Dylan said.</p><p>“Yes you do,” Adeline replied. “You have the smallest cock I’ve ever seen.”</p><p>“Adeline…” Dylan said. He was pleading, but he wasn’t sure what he really wanted. Did he want her to stop so he didn’t cum in his pants, or did he want her to keep going so he could have an orgasm?</p><p>“Say it,” Adeline demanded.</p><p>“I have a small cock,” Dylan replied.</p><p>Adeline kissed him. Her tongue darted in and out of his mouth as she ground into his crotch.</p><p>“You have a very small cock,” Adeline whispered.</p><p>Dylan couldn’t hold back. As embarrassing as it felt to cum in his pants, he couldn’t help it and it seemed like that’s what Adeline wanted.</p><p>“Fuck, Adeline, I’m cumming,” he said. “I’m cumming.”</p><p>Adeline moaned like they were having sex. She moaned in pure delight and ground into him harder and faster than before. He reached under her dress and grabbed her panty-clad ass to squeeze it hard as he filled his underwear with hot, sticky cum. It felt like he was making a spectacular mess and the sense of pleasure that spread through his loins was intense.</p><p>Dylan closed his eyes and rested his head against the tree after the orgasm subsided. His heart pounded and the tips of his fingers and toes tingled.</p><p>“That was incredible,” he said.</p><p>Adeline lifted her hips and climbed off of Dylan. “Wow,” she said. “What a mess.”</p><p>Dylan looked down and saw a sizable, obvious wet stain in the front of his pants.</p><p>“I have to say, I kind of love that I just made you cum in your pants,” she added.</p><p>Dylan felt a little embarrassed as he looked down at the mess, but it didn’t take away from the sense of satisfaction coursing through him. “Really?”</p><p>Adeline leaned closer and kissed him on the cheek. Her lips lingered against his skin for a few seconds and the warmth and softness was soothing.</p><p>“Yes,” she whispered.</p><p>Adeline took Dylan’s hand and guided it up her dress and between her legs. She pressed his fingers against her panties and he felt the wetness of her desire.</p><p>“I haven’t cum yet, but I made a mess too. It turns out I like teasing you, even about your size,” she said.</p><p>“Yeah?” Dylan asked. In the aftermath of his orgasm he felt particularly insecure and it was heartening to hear that Adeline had enjoyed it so much.</p><p>Adeline pulled aside her panties and again pressed Dylan’s fingers against her pussy. He slipped inside her with ease and she moaned.</p><p>“I’m not like most girls, Dylan. I like that you have a small cock,” she said with a smile. “I like that you just came in your pants. I like that you’re different. I like that you’re so eager to please.”</p><p>Adeline leaned closer and they kissed as he worked her pussy and clit with his fingers.</p><p>“Now make me cum,” she demanded.</p><p>Dylan did as he was told.</p>