Slept with my colleague and inadvertently slept with her daughter without either of them knowing… [MF]

I did some work with a local university a few years ago. Our department was pretty big. Though I was sort of freelancing at the time, I got to be tight with a few people who worked there. There were regular drinks every Thursday night and this group, plus a rotating retinue of others would go out straight after work and have a few swift ones. This is how I came to meet Carole. She was a little older than my usual type. I came to understand she was separated from her husband and tentatively trying out single life. We hit it off one night (the cliche of we were the last two of the group remaining when the others went home…) and she came back to my place where we had quite drunken and largely very forgettable sex. A quick bash in missionary and doggy, then her asking me to finish on her tits. The only highlight was a small splash of cum accidentally hitting her chin and the look of surprise/mild revulsion that followed this. Funny for me, not for her.

I’d screwed around with a colleague before: no big deal for me and, besides, we didn’t work that closely together. It was fine. I heard she hooked up with someone else but within weeks was trying to patch things up with her husband. Good for her.

It was a few months later that I met Mya through a dating app. Confession time: I set my parameters wide. I have always been an equal opportunities fucker. I was around 33 at the time and would screw (almost) anyone at that point, from 18 to (nearly) 80. The story of the (nearly) 80 year old is probably best left for another day! Back to Mya…

Mya was young. Like 18, maybe 19. I don’t honestly remember. I do know she was a student at a different university within my city. I knew at the time exactly what she was looking for too. There were a few standard pictures then one or two that were a lot more alluring. It might have been the tight (and incredibly short) dresses she was wearing or something in her eyes but there was definitely something about her. Great body and, apart from some quite big teeth, a pretty face. The only line in her bio was along the lines of ‘*Looking for fun…*’

I swiped right. Three days later, we matched and started chatting.

I’ll skip some detail here. Basically, after only a few messages, she spelled it out. She was looking for someone older to have some ‘fun’ with. Nothing serious. No relationships. Just a fantasy of hers. We then had a phone call which got steamy when I asked what she would be wearing. She described the dress but then also described in surprising detail, the underwear she would be wearing too. Black lace thong and bra set. Classy. We agreed to meet that night for a drink in the city centre: I just had to see her in person.

I was stunned when I got there. She was a knockout in person. Long legs, flawless skin and dressed to impress. Now I’ve fucked a lot of women and am generally pretty confident but, truth be told, I’m a pretty average looking guy. I had a fleeting moment where, after I greeted her, I did wonder if it was a matter of time until she flaked out. We got drinks. We chatted a little. I brought up our earlier conversation. She smiled, feigning being coy, and took a brief look around before lifting her dress a little. The way she was sitting on the bar stool, it didn’t have to be far. She kept her word about her underwear.

After two drinks, I ran my hand up her leg for the first time and kissed her. I was conscious of what it looked like. I know it’s sleazy, an older guy and a much younger girl, kissing in a bar but we were consenting adults. Still, I wanted to get out of there. I helped her with her coat and we went outside. A quick discussion revealed that she lived in one of the studio flats that were exclusively for students, mere minutes away. It took me back to my own undergraduate days, the thrill of meeting a girl and going back to her halls of residence or room in a shared house.

She held my hand in the lift and only let go to open the door. Once inside, I noted it was basic but the bed was surprisingly big. There was a good sized table and a huge window. As she was on a fairly high floor, the view was great. Ideal.

After some kissing and fondling, I dropped to my knees and hitched up her dress. The little lace thong she was wearing soon came off and revealed an absolutely perfectly proportioned pussy. To this day, it’s probably the nicest innie I’ve ever seen. My mouth found her clit quickly and Mya moaned as I licked on it, then began to suck it. Her. musky smell was beautiful and I pressed my mouth over her slit, jabbing my tongue lightly inside her. My hand had found her firm arse cheeks. With one hand on each, I pulled her closely towards me.

The angle wasn’t great so I turned her around and told her to bend over the desk. Mya did exactly as I said. It was a much better angle to bury my tongue inside her and also press tentatively against her little asshole. Her moans suddenly got far louder and she shook for the first time that night.

After composing herself, she took charge for a little while, undressing herself and then me, walking me backwards to the bed. With my feet over the edge toughing the floor, she kneeled between my legs and began to work my cock and balls with her mouth. Her technique was basic but she looked incredible. I found myself having to concentrate so as not to cum too soon.

My groans were really getting her going. She pulled a condom from the bedside table, wrapped me up and then climbed on. She went to town, grinding on my dick. Her body was so incredibly tight. While her tits were small her nipples were bullets: twisting them only caused her to push down deeper onto me. I pulled her down to me so we were chest to chest, my head buried in the crane of her neck and my cock thrusting deep inside her. She shook again, just as I shot my first load of the night.

I stayed hard. Round two was much more tender. She lay on her back, her legs spread wide, while I pushed myself deep inside her, slowly, and placed delicate kisses over her tits, neck and lips.

I was determined to make use of the window: it really was a great view, with the train station just below us and a fair number of people milling about. It was dark by now. There were no lights on in the room. We could see out. I was pretty sure nobody could see us yet secretly hoped that they would as I asked Mya to stand, naked, and face towards the window. She stuck her arse out and I gripped her by the hips, pulling it a little further still so I could get the perfect angle to rub up inside her perfect pussy.

What tipped me over the edge was imagining what someone watching in from across the street might see: a beautiful teenage girl with a look of pure ecstasy on her face being filled with cock by an older man she’d only just met.

I think I came more that time than I did the first.

We hung out a little after that, lying in bed together. It wasn’t too long. I got the sense she wanted me to go and stood to start to get dressed.

It was when I was pulling on my jumper that I turned to check myself in the mirror and noticed there, on the shelf, a two pictures of what could only be her mum and dad.

Carole was beaming in one of the pictures, though perhaps not as much as I was when I got off the lift from Mya’s floor and walked out into the cool night air.

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