The Older Guy At College [FM]

Hey all, wanted to share a hot experience from college that I think about regularly.

Me: (At the time) 19, white, short, busty, brown hair

Him: 38, black, tall, athletic

I had a professor in my first year of college who I became friends with. He befriended a lot of students, he just had that sort of really likable personality. We even kept in touch over the summer, so when we’d see each other on campus the following year, we always said hello and talked. I had a little crush on him, so I liked being able to see him regularly. He was handsome, funny, how could I help myself?

One night, I was getting out of class late. I lived off campus with a couple friends, so I was prepared to walk back to my apartment, I had before and it was fine, but I ran into him. He asked if he could give me a ride, I accepted, and he drove me the few blocks. That night, I felt an impulse, and told him my roommates weren’t home tonight, inviting him in for a few minutes.

Once we were inside, I felt nervous, there was a tension building, a sexual energy. I knew why I had the impulse to invite him in, and I knew he did too. I offered him a drink if he didn’t tell anyone, he smiled and accepted. We talked for a for minutes as we had a beer. Suddenly, he set his beer down, walking over to me, lifting me up, and kissing me. I returned the kiss, hungry and lustful, arms wrapped around his neck, legs around his waist, as we made out. We made our way to my bedroom, he set me on the bed and we quickly got undressed.

He got on top of me, pinning my hands above my head as he kissed my neck, the tip of his cock teasing my pussy, driving my crazy, making me wet, until I was begging him to fuck me. When he finally entered me, I gasped as he slowly thrust his cock in, eyes closed in ecstasy, moaning as he started to thrust, my pale legs wrapping around his body.

I hadn’t fucked an older man at that point, so I was surprised and pleased to find he knew exactly what he was doing. The ways he moved and touched me told me he knew exactly how to make me cum, and he did. The first time was great, my body shuddered, I cried out as he held me down, keeping me from squirming too much as he continued to fuck me. He released my wrists and my hands moved to his ass as I begged for it harder, deeper, he knew right where I wanted it, I was under his sexual spell at that point.

The second orgasm was louder, a little more intense, my nails scratched at his back as I moaned his name. As I came down from that he got me on my hands and knees, taking me from behind, grabbing my hips as he thrust back into my tight pussy. He grabbed my hair, pulling it as he thrust hard and deep, it didn’t take long for me to feel ready to cum again, and I could tell he was gonna cum too. I begged him not to stop, I was almost there, he obliged, my last orgasm hitting hard, making me scream in joy, I felt him explode in my pussy, cumming with me. I collapsed on the bed when I had come down, he laid down next to me, kissing me, wrapping me up in his arms. I was worn out, all I could manage to say was “Thank you” and he laughed. We stayed like that for a minute before we both needed to get cleaned up and he needed to get home.

It wouldn’t end up being just the one encounter, we hooked up regularly for the rest of my time at school.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9z3skt/the_older_guy_at_college_fm