Adventures in [F]ucking in the Peace Corps: The Sexy [M]arried Professor

I was a Peace Corps Volunteer for three years. I was working with an NGO in a small town in the 3rd world. I was a fit and handsome american in a country surrounded by asshole men. I have long blond hair that was unique for that area. I was cocky and I spoke the language with a cute accent. I was like a celebrity. Everybody knew who I was. Many wanted to be with me for the adventure or, sadly, the possibility of Green Card.This is the story of a wonderful lady who I fucked on and off for about 2 years.

She was an English Professor at the local university and worked as a secretary for the English department there. She also volunteered at an NGO that I worked at, which is how we met.Let’s give her a name…. Sally. Sally was about 30 and had long legs on a petite frame. Her ass was amazing and her bust size was modest. She wore her hair short in a way that I thought was incredibly hot. She looks a lot like like [this](https://cdn.pornpics.com/pics/2016-11-30/249049_05big.jpg) but with bigger boobs. She wore fashionable clothes that were a little tighter than what many people wore. Many of the boys in the area, including me, fantasized about her.She was married to a man who worked in another country. From our conversations I knew that she had 2 kids and lived in a home that her parents bought for them. She hasn’t seen her husband in about 2 months when I decided that I needed to be inside of her. We had always flirted before with long glances and hidden innuendo… but, I knew that I had to plan and make things happen in a certain way for this to happen. I started implementing the plan at our NGO when we were alone in the common area.

“Hey Sally, how are you doing today. I like the shoes-” I always remarked on her heels that she wore. I liked to think she wore them just for me.“Thank you, ThrowsAway. You are so kind.” She smiled back at me. She always wore this amazing red lipstick. Today she was dressed in a pencil skirt as well. She didn’t have a chance.

“I am… especially to a pretty girl,” I said cockily with a wink. One thing that was always enjoyable with Sally is that I could speak to her in English and it was like a secret language. While many spoke English, very few could understand English as well as her. Basically, she was fluent. With that ability to talk secretly, I hatched my plan.“Listen, Sally, could you do me a favor? I’ve been invited to a party at the Embassy and I would like to bring something from this region. I know you are an amazing cook. Could you teach me how to make something? Are you free on Friday?”She looked at me and then looked at me up and down.“ThrowsAway, you know about this region. The gossip is crazy here- especially over you.” Which was true. I was the only American Peace Corps volunteer in this region and I the first male. I was the gossip of the town.“I just need a friend to help me. How about I come over around 7pm. I’ll come by and make sure nobody sees me come to your house.”I’ll be honest, I was riding dangerous territory here. I know that I should never invite myself over to a woman’s house in this country. But, I could play the ‘American doesn’t know any better card’ for almost anything. Luckily, this card cashed out.“Hmmm, I’m dropping my kids off with my mother that day. I suppose you can come over. However, you must be sure to not let anyone see you.”

I smiled at her and said I’d make sure. We both smiled. It was on.

**The Day**

I sneaked to the front of house with the cover of darkness and thick winter clothes. I walked to her door and knocked with an excited heartbeat. She opened the door with a smile and ushered me in. She was wearing a black dress with a nice necklace. She had a different pair of sexy heels on that made her almost to my height. She had a sexy white apron over her black dress. Simply said: she was fucking hot. She guided me to the kitchen and I couldn’t take my eyes off the sway of her hips. The movement of her ass and the dress. She was adorable. As we went to the kitchen we started sorting out the ingredients. I was looking in her eyes the entire time. They were brown and hard to miss. She then started her lesson. We proceed to talk about her country’s culture and my celebrity status in the town I was living in in between the cooking steps.. After some small talk I decided to move into the next phase.I changed my alarm ringtone to play some romantic music. It was [Hungry Eyes](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ssCL292DQA) by Eric Carmen- a great song.When the song played I acted embarrassed. She, of course, asked about my embarrassment. Faking vulnerability seems to work when used at the correct time. I told her that it was a great song to dance too. I then smiled at her (I have always been complimented on my smile) and took her hand. She brought some resistance to me, but it didn’t last long until she had her arms around me as we slow danced. Now, in the country I was serving in, slow dancing was not popular. It was a very conservative culture, but, of course, they have seen a ton of western movies and were aware of what slow dancing was. As we slow danced, I could get a little whiff of her shampoo she used. I also got to feel her frame. Her breast were nice and firm through her dress and my hand on her waist brought electricity to my fingertips. Unfortunately, the alarm ended and she let go and walked back to the stove. I stayed where I was and went back to my phone.She looked back with a hesitant smile.

“Aren’t you going to come to the kitchen.”

I lowered my voice and said with the most confident (read: arrogant) manner: “I didn’t finish my dance.”

“I don’t know… we have to finish the meal.”“We can finish the meal after our dance…”

“I don’t know.”
I looked at her and decided to put my cards on the table. I looked at her earnestly.

“I can’t stop thinking about you. I know you are married to some guy you haven’t seen in almost two year. I’m not asking you to leave him. I’m asking you to live a lifetime with me tonight.”

“Throwaway, I don’t know.”

I walked to her until I was close to her and whispered with authority.

“I do know.”

I slowly reached out and kissed her sweetly. She didn’t run away or tell me to stop. I released the kiss and began to whisper in her ear.

“A beautiful woman like you should feel the attention of a loving man every day.”

She looked at me in return and I could tell she wanted me to take it to the next level. She wanted me to take the initiative. Well, I could certainly do that. I put my hand in her hair and began to kiss her with enthusiasm on her lips. She returned the kiss with enthusiasm. Our tongues intertwined and I knew I was in. I pushed her to wall and started to kiss her neck as I slid my hands down her chest to her legs. I pulled up on the fabric on her dress so I can access the outer fabric of her panties and that special spot between her legs. When I touched her between her legs I could feel how wet she was. I took a pause from kissing her to look into her eyes- these are my favorite moments in life, by the way. She looked so beautiful at that moment. That fine womanly line of sexual desire and the embarrassment of having it. I wanted her to feel as beautiful as she looked to me at that moment so I told her that I’ve been wanting to kiss her since the moment I saw her. Her blush only enhanced how cute she was. I gave her a cocky half smile as I took her hand and walked her to the couch. I gently pushed her to a sitting position with me standing in front of her. She could see my growing bulge in my pants, but judging by her innocent look… she didn’t know what to do with it. Well, while I wanted her see my cock in her mouth, I definitely felt the need to take charge of her pleasure. I put my fingers on her chin and pushed her head up so she could see me.

“I’m going to make you feel as beautiful as you are. I don’t want you to fight me. I want you to trust me.”

She slowly nodded her head in acknowledgment. I then grabbed her leg below her knee and moved her legs apart. I got on my knees and positioned my head between her legs. Her look of shock and worry alluded to a depressing fact: nobody has eaten her pussy before. Well, this was my time to shine. This is one of my favorite things and nothing gets me harder than eating pussy while jerking my cock. To each is their own, amirite?

I moved closer to her pussy, but I stopped when I got close so I could look into her eyes. I winked at her. She looked so torn at that moment- it was oddly beautiful. I pushed her panties to the side exposing a beautiful pussy with a slight bush. While looking into her eyes, I pushed my tongue inside of her. I then moved my tongue up slowly leading to her clit. She moaned so softly and closed her eyes briefly- this was going to be fun. I could feel and taste her getting wetter. In her language I told her that she tasted wonderful. She got so red and was about to say something when I focused purely on her clit. She reacted sharply with a hip thrust that surprised me. I smiled at her and she seemed embarrassed at her reaction. Again, it was oddly beautiful.I unbuckled my pants and grabbed my hard dick. She saw it and her eyes went wide while I focused again on her glorious wet pussy. Fair to say I was growing hard at the same rate she was getting wet- fast and with a purpose. As I jerked my cock and stroked her clit with my tongue her moans got louder. I knew she was going to cum soon. Her hands went right to her mouth to muffle herself. Well, I wasn’t doing any of that. I grabbed her hand that was covering her mouth and put it in my hair. This seemed to set her off and she came hard as she grabbed my hair. While she didn’t scream, it was the most feminine roar I’ve ever heard.Well, fair to say, I had to fuck her. Right now.I got up and while looking at her I took my clothes off. I admit that I keep in shape and I take care of my body. I was not shy. I have an average cut cock, but, while average, I’ve been told it looks quite nice.When undressed I picked her up like Prince Charming did Cinderella and took her to the bedroom. I threw her on the bed and immediately helped her take her heels and panties off. Her dress was still on, but I was too fucking horny to care. I got on top of her and placed my cock right on the entrance of her pussy. I was so fucking hard that I could practically feel my heartbeat threw my cock. Her clit was so swollen that I couldn’t help but rub my cock up and down on it. The electricity was felt by both of us. I didn’t care about a condom. She seemed to not care either. And, I was in charge.I slowly inserted myself inside of her. Her wetness made it slide easily, but she was so fucking tight that I almost went cross eyed putting it in. I gently starting making love to her. Slowly. Kissing her passionately while thrusting slow and deep inside of her. She moved her legs around me so I could go so deeper and hit better angles.She was moaning and it was so sexy watching her take my cock with her dress still wrapped around her. Her body seemed to be made for my cock. It was perfect.

I smiled down at her and thrusted hard inside of her and held it deep inside of her. While all the way in I looked at her and said, “I need to see your amazing tits.” I pushed the straps down and saw her beautiful breast be unleashed. They were so big and wonderfully perky. Her nipples looked like pencil erasers begging to be touched. I started thrusting back and forth inside her again.. The beautiful vertical movement of her tits was mesmerizing. I lifted myself to an angle where I could grab her breast while I plowed inside of her. She then put her hand down between her legs, but immediately stopped and moved then up. I looked at her while thrusting and grabbed her hand and put it right down between her legs. She immediately started moving her clit in slow circles. Fucking jackpot. I could feel her body getting ready to cum. I started slamming as hard as I could in that position and her moaning was so hot I knew I wasn’t going to last long. I could tell when she started cumming be the way she dragged me closer to her with her free arm. I started kissing her through her orgasms as I felt my own. Her squeezing my dick through her orgasm caused me to have my own. As I we kissed moaning in each others mouths I unleashed my cum inside of her tight pussy. As I felt my orgasms fill her I felt her arms wrapped around my neck and her legs wrapped around my waist. As my last drops filled her I looked down at her in our bliss. She was smiling and so beautiful I smiled in return and gave her a loving kiss. We laughed at ourselves and awkwardness that only seems to exist in that fashion after orgasms. As I pulled my cock out of her I got up. I said I’ll be right back and walked to the kitchen and got us a drink. Looking in the kitchen, I was amazed that the ingredients were exactly where we left them.

We eventually showered together and made dinner together. It was a wonderful meal and even a better shower.

We slept in each others arms that night and had sex again in the morning even though she said she was sore.

We did fuck a few more times including a time where she was bent over my desk at the NGO, but nothing will ever beat that night.In many ways, we lived a lifetime in that night.

We loved each other in that night.

It’s still a magical memory, but it wasn’t my last during my time serving in the Peace Corps…

Tell me if you want more. :)

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