39[F] I was just supposed to speak at a college function. Instead I ended up in bed with a student

“Oh! Oh! Ooohhh!” I squealed.

My big titties slammed forward. I tried to steady myself on hands and knees. I felt his long, thick cock sliding out of my pussy. It left a void. He hesitated for just a second. Then he grunted and drove it back into me. There was an audible slap as our flesh came together. The cheap headboard banged against the hotel wall.

“Oh!” I cried out again. “Oh! I’m so close.”

He’d already gotten me off twice, but I was hoping for one more before we finished.

My cunt made a squishy sound as he slowly pulled that big dick back out of me.

“Faster,” I pleaded. “Give it to me.”

But Rick refused to give in. He slammed his shaft into me with ferocity. It sent waves of pleasure through my body. I cried out again. I felt so full with him inside me. Stretched to my limit.

For a guy who was barely out of college, Rick fucked like a man. He was only 23 years old–born the same year I finished high school! And he had the biggest cock I’d ever experienced. It was long and fat. If he’d been a complete bore in the sack, it still would have been pleasurable just to have that hot piece of meet inside me. But Rick was far from a bore. He was skilled and intense. Getting fucked by him was like an addiction. I could chase the high he gave me elsewhere, but nothing was quite the same.

He slammed it home again. My knees were getting weak. I was right on the precipice and aching for climax.

“Please,” I almost whimpered.

“You want me to fuck you hard?” he demanded.

“Yes,” I pleaded.

“You want me to fuck your pussy good?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said. “Yes. Please.”

“Can you handle this? Big? Cock?” he asked.

He punctuated each of the last three words with big, violent thrusts. My pussy was starting to quiver.

“Please,” I whimpered again.

I’d never been in such a state in my life. I’d never legitimately needed someone so much.

He pounded me ruthlessly. My tits swung around wildly. I couldn’t stop moaning. The headboard slammed into wall again and again. The person in the next room rapped on the wall angrily and yelled for us to shut up.

Rick held my hips tightly and jackhammered that big cock in and out. It pushed me right over the edge. I closed my eyes and moaned my delight. Before I was finished I felt him release inside me. He filled me with his hot goo. The two of us collapsed in a heap.

A half hour later we stood outside in the hot June sun.

“That was fun. Great seeing you again,” he said.

I looked back at him through my over-sized sunglasses.

“Definitely,” I said.

He went to take the keys back to the motel clerk. I got in my car and drove away.

<>

For me entire adult life I’d been a “good girl.” The type of woman who meets a nice, single, age-appropriate guy and goes on a few dates. And if things looked like they might have a future, only then would things get physical between us. But that had ended two months earlier, when I was out of town for a few days and decided to let go of my inhibitions and give in to temptation.

It was that weekend when I first met Rick. I’d seen the outline of that giant dick in his wet swim trunks at the hotel pool. And I’d decided I had to have it. I hadn’t seduced Rick. That would be too conservative at a work for what had actually happened. I’d thrown myself at him. I’d given myself to him. And he’d taken advantage–multiple times–along with some of his friends.

It was supposed to be a one time thing. I’d rationalized a weekend of being wild because I was out of town and hadn’t had sex in a year and I just wanted to indulge myself. But after returning home I hadn’t had much luck meeting a guy worth dating. And I’d kept being presented with temptations–both male and female. I’d make a few weeks being good, but then some situation would cause me to cave in. In total, I’d slept with seven different men in the two months since my trip. One had been my own age. The rest were considerably younger. On top of that, I’d been with two different women. One of whom was young enough to be my daughter.

Seeing Rick again had never been in my plans. But a few times a year I tried to get down to my alma mater and speak to students working on the library science degree. It was the same school where I’d recruited and hired my assistant, Rachel. She’d attended college with Rick. And he’d never left town after he graduated. In the social networking age, it had been way too easy to find him online. And the allure of messaging Rick for a quick meet up had been too much temptation for me to resist. Within an hour of getting to town I was on all fours in that cheap motel room getting my pussy split open by his massive cock.

I didn’t feel the slightest bit of guilt driving away. Two months earlier the internal struggle had been constant. I kept wondering what I was doing and why. I felt guilty.

This time it was easier to rationalize. I’d been out of my shell for months–so I wasn’t crossing any new lines. And I was out of town. It wasn’t like I was going to somehow miss out on meeting the man of my dreams in a bar if I was otherwise occupied with some young stud. There was no use lying to myself. I wasn’t going to go after just anyone. But I knew if an interesting prospect came along, then I’d definitely be up for some no-strings fun.

Less than two hours after Rick pumped me full of his hot cum, I was standing in front of a small lecture hall filled with aspiring librarians. It was a pretty typical mix–mostly women, most of whom were looking to land research or information management jobs with law firms or big corporations. Some wanted to work at universities or public schools. And a handful were hoping to be dedicated public servants, just like me. I had on a black pencil skirt, black heels, and black satin wrap blouse that tied in the front and had butterfly sleeves and a navy and turquoise pattern. It hugged my breasts and showed more cleavage than I usually allowed, but it made me feel sexy and confidant–and confidence becomes a necessity when your a shy person speaking in front of a group.

There were a couple of other guests from different job types and we each went through the normal spiel about out background and our career and our education. Then we had a question and answer session where students asked about our jobs and what our role would be in the future with changing technology. It was fun. Afterward, a young man in the class approached and introduced himself to us as the president of the school’s chapter of GLISSA – the professional association for students studying Library & Information Sciences. He invited all the speakers out to a local bar to continue the discussion. A few of us took him up on the offer and we went to a quiet local bar.

Most people would be bored to death spending hours talking about classic literature, literacy programs, and the future of libraries in the internet age, but I was obviously thrilled. We ordered food and drinks and the conversation went on and on. People started to leave on at a time until it was just me alone with Cal–the young man who’d invited us out.

Cal was unlike any librarian that I’d ever met. He looked like a young Mike Ness. He was dressed in a black, short sleeve button down and tight, torn jeans. His arms were covered in sleeve tattoos and he had earrings and a spiky hair cut. He drove a big motorcycle. But he also had an encyclopedic knowledge of literature and lots of interesting thoughts on the field. After a few drinks, I knew I’d jump at the chance if he made a move. But he was the perfect gentleman. He didn’t say anything suggestive. I didn’t even catch him ogling my body at any point. I couldn’t decide if he was just a complete gentleman or if he was put off by the age difference. He couldn’t have been more than 24–15 years younger than me. And while I usually pass for much younger, he knew exactly when I’d been in college from my earlier talk to the class.

“It’s getting late,” he said eventually. “I don’t want to keep you out all night. And this place closes at 10 on week nights.”

“I’m really loving this discussion,” I said. “I’d love to continue it.”

“Yeah, me too,” he said.

I’d given him the window to make a move and he didn’t. I had to decide if I wanted to be more obvious. It was an easy decision.

“How about your place?” I asked.

He quickly agreed. We went to the parking lot and he asked if I wanted to follow him. He was still being polite.

“I’ve never been on a motorcycle,” I said honestly. “Can I ride with you?”

Again, he agreed. And we saddled up. I had to push my skirt up to get on. And he couldn’t help but notice the tops of my black stockings. I wrapped my legs tight around him.

The motorcycle was amazing. I loved the feeling of the wind in my long, blond hair as we rode through the small town. And the big engine purring between my thighs excited my whole body. I wrapped one arm tight around his muscular torso. I put the other around his waist. We’d gone only a few blocks before I started rubbing his cock. He may have wanted to be a gentleman, but there was no resisting my touch. I could feel him growing in his jeans.

By the time we got to the little house he rented, he obviously knew the situation.

“I live with my brother,” he said. “And he’s definitely home.”

“Are you looking for an excuse to NOT fuck me?” I asked boldly.

“No,” he said.

As he stepped off the bike I grabbed his hand and pulled it beneath my skirt. I pushed his hand against my damp. blue satin panties.

He grabbed my hips and lifted me off the bike. We kissed for the first time. It was long, hot, and wet. We kissed and pawed at one another all the way to the front door. I had his motorcycle jacked pushed off before we even got inside.

There was a bedroom at the front of the house and the door was closed. Cal told me it was his brother’s room.

I shoved Cal firmly against the wall and kissed him. I ran my fingers over the bulge in his jeans. He felt massive. I started unfastening his belt.

“This way,” he said.

He started pulling me through the house. But I stopped in the living room and shoved him hard. He fell onto the couch. I grabbed the ribbon holding my wrap blouse closed and pulled it untied. Then I pulled my top open. My lacy, dark blue bra could barely contain my huge titties. Cal reached up and put his hands on them. He smiled with delight.

I pounced on him. He fell backward and threw his arm out for balance. Instead, he ended up knocking over a lamp. A minute later the other bedroom door swung open.

“What the hell are you doing out here?” his brother demanded. “Oh…sorry,” he said when he saw me.

Kev–Cal’s brother–was obviously his identical twin. He didn’t have the tattoos or piercings and was dressed in a sweater and jeans. But they had the same face and hair color.

A dark-haired, voluptuous, Mediterranean girl came out of the bedroom behind him. She couldn’t have been much older than 18.

“Oh…sorry!” she exclaimed, just like Kev.

She stepped a little further into the room.

“What’s going on here?” she said with a coquettish smile.

Looking back and forth to the twins was filling my mind with all kinds of dark, naughty fantasies.

“Why don’t you come get a better look?” I asked.

“I think they’ve got better things to do,” Cal said quickly.

I glared at him.

“I’d prefer if they stayed,” I said. “The more the merrier, right?”

I glanced back to the couple.

“You’re kidding, right?” Kev said.

“I’m not kidding at all,” I responded. “But no pressure. It’s up to you.”

I got up and strolled toward the girl–Mary. My blouse was open. My hard nipples were obvious through my lacy bra. Of course there is no obvious way of telling if a woman is into other women. But she had the look of someone open-minded with her jet black hair, bright red lip stick, nose ring, black heeled boots, fishnet stockings, and silky black retro-styled dress with white polka dots.

“Or, more accurately,” I said, “it’s up to you.”

I trailed my fingers through her soft dark hair.

“You’re beautiful,” I said to the girl.

I brought my lips close to her ear and whispered so the boys couldn’t hear.

“I want you.”

She was smiling at me when I pulled back.

She was exotic and sexy as hell–especially having recently discovered my preference for playing with buxom women like myself. I definitely wanted her. But–even more than that–I wanted the two twins. I wanted them inside me simultaneously. Just thinking about it made me feel bad in a way that thrilled me.

“Have you ever let another woman go down on you, Mary?” I asked.

“Of course,” she said with a smile. “It’s great. But I’d rather go down on you.”

Whatever hesitation the boys felt was quickly quelled by the conversation. They both seemed eager to see what might happen next.

Mary was bolder than any woman I’d been with. She stepped toward me and wrapped an arm tightly around my waist. With the other hand, she grabbed the right cup of my bra.

“I love big titties,” she said.

She pulled the lacy undergarment down until my hard nipple was exposed. Then she started sucking on it. I started stepping back slowly. Mary followed. I found the couch and sat down hard. She kept sucking on my titty. I glanced toward Cal and made eye contact. Then I nodded at my other breast. He hesitated for a second, then rushed over, pulled down my bra, and started sucking my other nipple.

Mary started working her way down my torso. She dropped onto the floor and pushed my skirt up until it was bunched around my waist. Then she licked the outside of my damp, satin panties.

Kev didn’t need an invitation to take her place. He got on the couch to my right and started playing with my titty. I sat on the couch with an identical twin on either side of me–each sucking a nipple–and a beautiful woman on the floor about to eat me out. And all of them were almost two decades younger than me. I couldn’t stop moaning and squirming.

Mary pulled my panties down my muscular legs and tossed them across the room. Then she pushed two fingers inside my hot, wet twat. Her tongue attacked my clit. I wrapped an arm around each boy’s head and kept wiggling about. Mary just went faster. Her tongue went up and down rapidly. Her fingers slammed in and out of my pussy. I cried out loudly. Kev started biting at my right nipple, while Cal circled the left with his tongue. I pushed my hips into Mary’s face, as if her tongue was a cock I wanted deeper inside me. My orgasm was intense. My whole body seemed to shake. Every part of my body was stimulated.

Getting off once only made me more ravenous. I pushed the boys away and went for Mary.

“Is there a bed around here someplace?” I asked.

She took my hand and led me toward Kev’s room. The boys followed.

Kev had a queen size bed on a plane frame with no headboard. Mary and I stood at the foot of it and embraced. She pushed my blouse off my shoulders, then reached around and unclasped my bra so I could get out of it. I rubbed all over her body through her silky little dress.

“I love big titties, too,” I said as I felt hers.

I started opening the buttons on her dress. I opened it all the way down the front and then pushed it off her shoulders. She had on a lacy black push-up bra and sheer black panties. I could see her thick bush through the fabric. And her creamy breast were spilling over the top of the bra.

I unclasped the bra as we kissed each other hungrily. She wiggled the panties off her plump ass and down over her stockings and patten leather boots. The boys just watched.

I pushed Mary onto the bed and she spread her legs. I got between her thighs and kissed her. Our big tits rubbed together. Her nipples were big and brown and just as hard as my pink ones. I kissed my way down her body until my face was in her snatch. I inhaled her sexy, musky scent. And then I licked up and down her wet slit.

“Yes!” she cried out. “Eat my pussy, Chellee. Eat my pussy.”

I licked up and down and around her pussy lips. I teased her–purposely avoiding the clit. She ran her fingers through my long, blond hair and tried to guide me toward her sensitive little button. When I finally licked it, she exploded immediately. She squeezed her thighs tight around my head as she came. I looked up and her tits were shaking violently as her body shuddered.

I kept going down on her. I felt someone behind me in the bed and glanced back to see Cal. He’d removed his shirt. His chest was broad and well-defined. He opened the zipper on my skirt and pulled it off. I was left in nothing but my black stockings.

I slid two fingers into Mary’s gaping pussy lips and started finger fucking her. She thrashed and moaned as I licked at her clit.

I heard a zipper going down behind me. Then I felt a nice, hard cock sliding between my thighs. Cal rubbed his whole shaft in my pussy juice. I moaned when he grazed my clit.

“Put it in me,” I almost pleaded.

I gasped as Cal gently split me open with his big dick. The sound of her flesh coming together filled the room as he started fucking me like a dog. The harder he fucked, the faster I lapped Mary’s pussy. I knew she was going to cum again. I squeezed a third finger inside her tight hole and that pushed her right over the edge. She squealed loudly and came again.

Cal started fucking me harder. My titties swung back and forth like pendulums as he rocked my pussy from behind.

“Fuck me hard,” I cried. “Fuck me harder, Cal!”

He drove into me with even more force. The bed shook violently from him giving me that cock. I reached back and rubbed my own clit. My whole body started to quiver. And then I exploded. I clenched my pussy tight around his cock and called his name.

Cal fucked even harder. He gave it a few more violent thrusts. And then he popped deep inside me. I felt his hot cum inside of me.

As we collapsed to one side of the bed, Mary and Kev started fucking right next to us. He had stripped off all his clothes. His body was tight–just like his brother–and he had the same nice, big cock. Mary spread her sexy thighs and Kev hovered over her. Then he buried that beautiful cock in her sexy cunt.

He must have been impatient from having to wait his turn. Kev fucked like a jackrabbit. He pounded into Mary’s cunt with short, powerful, rapid strokes. She wrapped her legs around his back and clamped them together. Kev was breathing hard and Mary was squealing, but they didn’t slow up or break pace. He just kept fucking her like he owned her. Their eyes were locked together like they didn’t even know they had an audience.

I didn’t like not being involved. I got on hands and knees perpendicular to Mary. My ass and pussy were waving back in Cal’s face. I started kissing and licking Mary’s big titties. She broke her gaze from Kev and looked at me. Her eyes were filled with lust. She wrapped an arm around my head and ran her fingers through my hair.

“Yes, do that,” she said to me. “Suck on my titties, Chellee. Suck them!”

I gently pulled on her nipples with my teeth.

“Harder!” she cried out.

It wasn’t clear if she was talking to me or Kev. But both of us listened. I pulled hard on her nipples. Kev started slamming his cock into her. Her tits jiggled. I took the other nipple and gave it a firm twist. Mary cried out with a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Cal was getting excited again from just watching. He got off the bed and walked around the side until he was standing by Mary’s head. He dangled his slowly growing cock over her lips. Mary turned her head and started licking at the tip.

Immediately I was hit with a bit of jealousy. Having both brothers at the same time was MY fantasy. I didn’t want to watch her do it first.

I grabbed Cal’s cock and pulled him closer toward me. His dick dangled over Mary’s tits. I took my tongue and started making rings around the tip. Little droplets of cum and saliva dripped off onto Mary’s huge orbs.

Kev watched the show and fucked Mary harder. Her titties bounced wildly. Cal’s cock kept getting harder as he glanced from my face to Mary’s tits. I stroked up and down his big shaft with one hand and kept kissing the tip.

It was impossible for Kev to keep holding out. He fucked Mary with everything he had. She cried out loudly from another orgasm. Then he pulled out, aimed, and splashed his hot load all over her stomach and chest. His cum mixed with the drops from Cal’s hardening cock. I drug two fingers through his hot seed and brought them to Mary’s lips. She licked them clean.

She pushed me back away from Cal, then mopped up the remaining cum with her own fingers. She brought them to my lips. I sucked them in my mouth. And then she sat up and we kissed one another passionately. I buried two fingers in her freshly fucked cunt. Mary responded by working her own fingers inside my wet pussy. I rubbed her clit with my thumb and fondled her titties as we kissed. She did the same. We were both ravenous and aching for one another. The boys just watched. Cal was almost fully erect again. Kev was starting to rub his own bone.

I pushed Mary onto her back. I straddled her tiny waist and leaned forward. Our big titties rubbed together as we kissed. I fucked her gash with two fingers. She moaned my name and begged me not to stop. I went faster. My thumb circled her clit. I wanted to get her off again.

It didn’t take long. Mary thrashed around in the sheets as she climaxed. I lifted a leg and turned around to straddle her in reverse. I slid my hips back so my cunt was right in her face.

“Eat my pussy, Mary,” I commanded.

She leaned up and slithered her hot, broad tongue over my clit. I leaned down and buried my own face in her dripping wet snatch. I felt her fingers penetrate me again as I lapped up her juices. I put my fingers back in her. We started rocking back and forth in rhythm as we 69ed.

Mary’s wrist moved impossibly quickly. She plunged inside me with two fingers. Then she added a third. I could barely focus on pleasuring her. My tits started swinging wildly as I pushed my hips back toward her. I wanted her deeper inside me.

“Fuck me,” I pleaded. “Please. Fuck me hard.”

“You like it hard, Chellee?” she asked rhetorically. “You like it when I fuck you hard? You like being fucked like a slut?”

“Oh yes,” I moaned. “Yes, Mary. I’m gonna cum.”

I felt my muscles contract. My pussy gripped her fingers and I cried out with delight. Waves of pleasure warmed my entire body.

I glanced over at Cal. He was waiting patiently with a giant, rock hard prick.

“Bring that here,” I said.

He stood at the foot of the bed. His hard cock was inches from my lips. I took the head in my mouth. Then dove downward and took as much of his shaft as possible in my mouth. I bobbed up and down on him. Mary kept licking my pussy. And I kept fingering her.

I pulled away from Cal and nodded toward Mary’s spread lips.

“Put it in her,” I said.

Cal paused and glanced at his brother and then it Mary. It seemed like he was asking permission to fuck Kev’s girl.

“Just do it!” I said, forcefully.

He lined the head up to penetrate her.

“Do it slow,” I whispered.

He slowly pushed his cock into Mary while she groaned with delight. I licked her clit and then up and down his shaft. He started fucking her slowly. Every time he pulled out I licked the pussy juice off his vein-covered shaft.

Kev didn’t like being left out. He got on his knees and straddled Mary’s face. She stopped licking my pussy and teased his balls and shaft with her tongue. I felt his hands on my ass. And then I felt that big dick slowly pushing its way inside me.

After a few awkward moments, the four of us got our rhythm aligned. Mary licked around my pussy and up and down Kev’s shaft as he slowly fucked me like a dog. I licked the top of Cal’s dick and Mary’s clit as he buried his monster dick in her again and again.

My senses were overwhelmed. But Mary was at the real advantage. Since she was on bottom, I could focus directly on her clit. I licked it faster and faster and Cal built up his rhythm at the same time. She started moaning louder. And that only made me go faster. Seconds later she was crying out from the pleasure of yet another big orgasm.

After she finished we all paused to catch our breath. I got off Mary and she rolled away. And then I went right back to sucking Cal’s dick. And Kev moved behind me again.

I glanced back at him and then up to his tattooed, twin brother. Identical twins. Both inside me at the same time.

I reached between my legs and rubbed my own clit hard until I came. But that just made me want more. And it drove the boys wild. Kev started pounding his cock into my cunt. He fucked even better than his brother!

At the same time, Cal twisted his fingers in my long blond hair and started fucking my face. He drove his thick shaft down my throat. I touched my own clit and came again from the pounding Kev was giving me, but he still didn’t pop. He just went harder.

Cal started grunting first. I ran my tongue all around the head of his cock. I balanced myself on one hand and started tugging the base of his cock with the other. He closed his eyes and moaned. And then he shot his hot load right down my throat.

When he pulled away, Mary quickly replaced his cock with her lips. We kissed again while Kevin kept pounding me harder. He grabbed my hips tightly and drove his big prick into me. And then I felt him blow. His jizz shot deep inside me.

Kev pulled away and I rolled onto my back. And then Mary licked my pussy clean.

We ended up on top of another again. We got each other off multiple times. And then I watched while Mary got fucked by both brothers just like I had, except she blew Kev while Cal fucked her.

The four of us stayed up most of the night and both Mary and I got fucked every way possible–by each other and the boys.

Sometime after everyone was dozing off to sleep I got dressed quietly, called a cab, and went back to my hotel room. Somehow it seemed better that way–to just slip off anonymously. I’d accrued enough lovers in the recent months. I didn’t have room to balance any more on a regular basis.

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53 comments on “39[F] I was just supposed to speak at a college function. Instead I ended up in bed with a student

  1. What a fantastic adventure, sounds like you’ve found the fountain of youth. Keep on writing, wish I could check some books from you

  2. Reading this story gives me a really unusual desire to star in your next one. It’s not that I don’t get turned on reading them, but I usually experience a certain amount of professional admiration more than animal desire. But you really hit a lot of the right notes…

    Keep living a life worth retelling! Maybe we’ll get a chance to write two sides of an amazing week someday…

  3. So…the first thing I saw was “ohhh. Ohhhh. Ohhh.”

    The next thing I saw was the name “Rick.”

    I’m sure it’s a lovely story and all, but I can’t unhear Morty going “ohhh, ohhh ohhhhhhh” now.

  4. Haven’t completed the story yet. Just took a pause to say I enjoy knowing now I’ve been reading stories from a fellow Social D fan. Not often I get to read someone being described as a young Mike Ness.

  5. Whoa! I remember one of the librarians from college. Spectacularly sexy but overwhelmingly reserved. I couldn’t break thru. Obviously didn’t try hard enough. Helluva story. I’m gonna read em all. Thanks for sharing.

  6. Wow! Vivid, detailed, personal, and extremely bold-as always! I love your style of adventure and how you write about it.

  7. As a fellow librarian, this post and your others is incredibly alluring. I’d love to talk to you in more detail so please send a pm if you are interested.

  8. Always love when a story makes me rock hard without having to touch myself in any way. Very well written.

    Thanks for the awkward boner in the airport!

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