I had just started grad school, and things with my girlfriend were not great. We had broken up in May, but had gotten back together at the end of July. Even though we were back together and I was trying to make amends, she was rarely happy or kind. I didn’t want to break up with her again (though in hindsight it would have been easier as we eventually parted ways), so I was trying to ride it out. As the calendar turned to August and then September, I was meeting new classmates and teachers. One of my new acquaintances was a PHD student who after a couple of conversations I realized that I could help her get a job on campus.
Because I helped her get a job making some easy money, we began talking. This girl had never really been much on conversation, but after we became coworkers, the positional authority relationship that existed faded away, and her behavior changed. She was about 5’4″, 120ish pounds, with long blonde hair, and the fattest little ass. I was, at the time, 5’11’, about 210, and in about the best shape of my life. Anyways, we began talking regularly on Facebook messenger. Soon, we were talking most nights, and it was nice to talk to someone that actually wanted to talk to me.
When my girlfriend went out of town one weekend, she suggested I come over to he replace to watch a movie we had both referenced (Stick It, a gymnastics movie). Despite my better judgement, I was curious to see what would happen. Was I really about to go over and fuck one of my “teachers”? I had to know if this was possible.
So I go over, we watch the movie, and then she implies that I’m staying over. So we get in bed together. We lay there talking about our past, it turns into sexual talk. I can’t explain how awkward this was. Then she says “we aren’t going to have sex, but do you want to feel how wet I am?”and I of course said “I guess”. She had the wettest pussy I had ever felt in my life. I told her I wasn’t going to fuck her, but that she could feel how hard I was of she wanted, so she did. Then I started rubbing her wetness on my dick. Then she started helping. I told her she should stop, and she asked if it was because I had a girlfriend, and I said “no, it’s because I don’t want a handjob”. She said she could always blow me, and that I would enjoy it because she has no gag reflex. I said she had to prove it. She did. She got on all 4s while I stood at the edge of her bed and proceeded to bottom out on my cock (about 6ish inches). In-between giving sloppily wet head, she started saying nasty shit. I threw her backwards and began licking her cunt. Throwing her legs up on my shoulders, I devoured her wetness. I took breaks long enough to come up and kiss her so she had to taste herself on me, as well as suck on her small breasts.
While doing that, I was in prime position to slide into her. We made eye contact, my dick resting on her lips. She said to do it. We began fucking. She kept saying the hottest, sexiest things I never would have expected based on her behavior when we were in our class. She got on top and rode me, I rolled her over and fucked her from behind on all 4s. She fell forward, spent. I stayed inside, not quite done. I reach around and grabbed her by the throat, pumping away as my thighs bounced off of her juicy ass. I was about to cum, and I pulled out and sprayed all over her back. She commented how that must have been saved up for awhile, I said I was just excited. I wiped some up with my finger and made her clean it off with her filthy mouth.
We went to sleep, and then I woke up and fucked her again before I went to work the next morning. She didn’t have to be there until the afternoon.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gwlmwd/grad_school_liason_mf_cheating