I [posted](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z0egn5/mf_i_spent_the_best_summer_of_my_43m_life_fucking/) a few weeks ago about my summer affair with my (tall, blonde, gorgeous, stacked) ex-grad student. A few people have asked me if I have any stories about particular moments with her. Most of our sex took place indoor—my bedroom, the couch, in the shower, even in the kitchen—but here’s a time that was a little bit unusual.
My house has a back deck, and sometimes she would come over and lay out in the sun. Topless. I knew the neighbors in several adjacent properties could see my deck, but I didn’t care—in fact, I enjoyed it. Divorced, in my mid-40s, and here I was with a 20-something blonde goddess strolling around my property, her extraordinary tits exposed. It felt good. And she didn’t mind it, either.
So one Saturday she was laying out with a paperback folded next to her (Lolita, of all things), bare breasts pressed against the towel-covered chair, the thong-clad curve of her ass arching upwards to the sky. She’d just been for a swim and her skin was dotted with beads of water. She was a gorgeous sight, and I couldn’t help myself; I snapped a picture on my phone to remember the moment.
I wondered if she was asleep but she giggled, eyes still closed, when she heard the camera sound. I asked if she wanted anything. “More lotion, professor,” she said, and wiggled her ass playfully. I happily obliged. I sat on the edge of the lounger, squeezed some lotion onto my hand, and began massaging her divine buttocks. She murmured sleepily.
Well thongs are tricky things, they leave a lot of skin exposed and I didn’t want her getting a burn. So I worked my hand between her knees, between her thighs, between her cheeks. She let out a little noise when my fingers brushed the fabric covering her pubic mound, and her ass pushed gently upwards against my hand as if it had a mind of its own. I pressed back, gently, my fingers moving in slow circles against her be-thonged pussy lips. Her noises turned into little moans. I pulled aside her thong and began rubbing her bare pussy with two fingers. She was already moist. I slowly slipped my fingertips into her pussy. It was tight as usual, but quite slick and wet inside. First I probed gently, then I slid my fingers further and further in.
Out of the corner of my eye I was vaguely aware that my neighbor in the adjacent house, who had been watering his plants, had stopped moving.
I continued finger fucking her, she was now gyrating her hips against my hand, her movements and noises begging for more. Still face down, she gripped the sides of the lounger and pressed her face into the towel, moaning and whimpering.
If you’ve ever manipulated a gorgeous woman into orgasm with your fingers you don’t need to me to tell you what a thrill it is. You’re the pupper-master for her entire pleasure center, and it’s intoxicating. In the moments when shes building up, on the brink of orgasm, you ARE her entire universe. Or so it feels.
Her knuckles gripping the sides of the chair were white, and suddenly I could feel her pussy contracting rhythmically around my fingers. She came hard. I kept up just enough ongoing stimulation to extend her orgasm without overwhelming her. After a time the waves gradually subsided, and she relaxed against the lounger. Her eyes were still closed. As I slipped my fingers out she murmured happily. And then, before I realized it, she had drifted off to sleep, a contented smile on her face.
I lay down next to her, enjoying the sun. As I closed my eyes, I noticed my neighbor was still frozen in place. I don’t think he’d moved an inch.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zfaj10/mf_fingering_my_43m_exstudent_25f_to_orgasm_on_my