When I was a sophomore in college, this happened to me.
I hadn’t seen in over a month and a half. When I saw him last he was licking my pussy, so I gave him my underwear and he stuffed them in his pants before leaving with my roommate. It was the beginning of a new semester, and I was curious as to what he had been contemplating in that time. Was he making an effort to ignore me, or was he jerking off with my underwear night after night?
When I arrived at the dorm, my roommate and her parents were setting up their belongings. My roommate enthusiastically embraced me, and I cheerfully waved at her family.
“Good to see you again, ; hope the holidays were wonderful and that you received many thoughtful gifts.” Mrs. Jacobs waved back and raved about the fantastic vacation they had just returned from. After awkwardly said, “,” he quickly turned away to hide his embarrassment.
I then began arranging the furniture on my side of the room. That day, I decided to wear a jean skirt in the hopes of teasing . When I was at school, I never wore pants. I knew he was watching me and possibly trying to peek under my short skirt every time I bent down to pick something up when no one was looking. Mrs. Jacobs offered to treat us to a meal as we were nearly finished unpacking and before they left. She suggested we order food and eat in the room because we still needed to set up some things. placed a takeout order from Applebee’s.
Let’s get the room set up, but if you could go get the food, that would be great. The tough work is over with. of New York City said.
Sure, he said in a snappy comeback.
I’m ready to pitch in and help serve dinner. I jumped at the chance to have some one-on-one time with him and said.
So, I’ll take your word for it, Katie. He’s easily disoriented, so keep an eye on him! Something told me. Don’t worry, , I’ve got this.
As we walked out the door, I turned and noticed a flicker of panic on face. We drove the 15 minutes to the nearest
Asking, “So, Mr. Jacobs, did I go unnoticed?” “Can I ask a question?” I questioned awkwardly.
That’s a fair point, Katie. The only thing I can think about is you. The bulge in his pants was clearly expanding.
As I placed my hand on his thigh and said, “That makes me happy,” he laughed. “You seem genuinely happy to see me.” And I bent over, unzipped his trousers, reached inside, and extracted his cock. He had already hardened to a rock-hard state.
Incredulous: “Oh my, is that for me?” I made a lighthearted comment. My immediate reaction was, “Yes!
Katie, I’m behind the wheel!
The driver pleaded, “Mister, please keep your attention on the road.” As I sat on his lap and sucked his face, I made the statement. When I finished, I sat back up and slowly stroked his cock with the saliva I’d left on it. Once we arrived at Applebees, I instructed Mr. Jacobs to find a parking spot in the shadows. He complied with my request, and while he was parking, I hopped into the trunk. He stopped the car, put it into park, and reversed. Here I was, sitting in the middle of the backseat, fingering myself with one hand and curling my finger at him with the other.
Come back here; I’ve missed thinking about your cock. I’m curious about my internal experience. And I did mean it.
Mr. Jacobs hopped out and climbed into the trunk. It didn’t take me long to undo his pants before he could sit down. To straddle him, I wriggled his pants down to his ankles, pushed his shoulders back against the seat with my hands, and pulled my skirt up to my waist. It felt amazing to run my wet brush up and down his cock.
Katie, my god, you are the embodiment of evil!
“Should we choose good evil or bad evil?” I inquired
I bent down and tucked Mr. Jacobs into my body. I made my way down him as slowly as possible. taking in every last second His heart was pounding so hard that he was literally pulsating. I sat as low as I could go, pushed as hard as I could, and buried my head as far as I could into his neck.
He had his hands on my waist and I could feel his cock thumping faster. Forcing his hands up my shirt, I grabbed them. He got his hands on my genitalia and began groaning. His manhood was thumping harder than before.
Excitedly, “Oh good Katie, I’m going to cum!”
I want to feel your cum in me, baby. It’s fine, I’m taking a birth control pill.
I couldn’t even finish my sentence before I felt his hips push up into me and his cock throb as he came inside me. I gave it my all to draw him as far into me as possible. He lasted maybe 30 seconds, but that was fine with me.
He quickly stood up and exited the vehicle.
You can quote me on that one: “I have to go get the food.”
I hid in the trunk and let his stale spit be my ticket out. Time was not an issue. I had finished eating and had returned to the driver’s seat when he returned with the food.
When we got back to the dorm, we ate. As I sat next to Mrs. Jacobs, her husband’s cum slowly dripped out of me, but Mr. Jacobs didn’t say much.
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