I 19[f] fucked my collage professor 40[M] after months of flirting in lectures

I’ve never been much of a teachers pet until I walked into my first year anatomy lecture and set my eyes on my eyes on him. He was in his 40s and I was only 18 but I didn’t care one bit. Fast forward to a couple of months of intense but subtle flirting during lectures and I he was regularly helping me with my assignments after I’d asked for help. Although it was clear we were both attracted to each other he tried really hard up keep things professional.

One night by sheer luck I was in a bar when I spotted him (my uni town is a small place). I’d had a few drinks and was feeling extra horny so I went over and we started talking while sat in a booth in the corner of the bar. Next thing I knew he his hand was running up my thigh. I could feel my pussy getting wet as it craved him to get closer but he just lingered making me want him more. That was all I needed to motivate me to suggest we head somewhere more private and he didn’t hesitate.

University helped me release my inner slut [f] 23

When I first started my university degree, I considered myself a modest and relatively reserved small town girl. However that doesn’t mean I was naive. You see, I’ve always been aware of the ‘assets’ I have and of the attention that they attract. Genetically, I’ve been blessed with huge 32DD tits and peachy ass and let’s just say that they help me get my way in a lot of situations.

I ended up having a lot of wandering eyes locking themselves onto me in bars and nightclubs. As time went on, I found myself enjoying it more and more, slowly becoming comfortable with it to the point where I began to wear sexier, more revealing dresses and outfits.

I’d hook up with a guy every now and then but just the idea of being watched and wanted made my pussy so wet in the first place. Wet to the point where I’d literally have to remove my panties because they were soaked.

The Uber driver saw me release my inner slut *picture included* [F] 24

Having originally received so much love for my initial story, I’ve had a few of you enquire about all the slutty things I get up to when I decide to hook-up with a guy, so here’s one that stands out in particular. Also included is a pic of the lingerie set I had on underneath.

As you’d know if you read my previous story, I love the idea of having lustful eyes on me. This particular evening I could almost sense the sheer sexual intent I was getting from this one guy across the bar. He was about 5’10, toned, brunette but had quite an innocent face. He comes over, we get to chatting, buys me a drink and next think you know I’m on the dance floor with his tongue in my mouth. His hands start exploring as he runs his fingers over my double D tits which were already popping out of because they are very, very hard to contain. He knew he had me for the evening, but I don’t think he realised just how slutty I can truly be.

Took home a stranger with a giant cock [f]

A few weeks ago I was making the most of all the bars being open again, so decided to pop out for a quick drink (or what I thought would be a quick drink). After about 30 minutes in the bar I spotted a guy looking over occasionally, I caught his eye and we both smirked. A couple more minutes and few more glances and I was ready to go over and introduce myself.

We shared a few drinks and gradually moved closer and closer. At one point my hip was grazed him groin and that’s when I first felt it. The unmistakeable bulge of a huge dick. My eye instantly lit up, as I started to wonder if I’d get any closer to it tonight. I could feel my pussy start to get excited as my imagination ran wild. I took the plunge and asked if he wanted to have another drink at mine since it was round the corner rather then staying in such a crowded bar. To my delight he said yes.

You’re not supposed to sleep with him a first date? No one told me that…

We literally have dating at our fingertips nowadays. It’s so easy to swipe right and then poof, you can literally get fucked just like that. So I matched with this guy on tinder and I maybe, perhaps, possibly spoke to him for like a combined total of 2 hours before I told him I was down for drinks. I was also down to go down on him but he didn’t need to know that…. yet.

He picked a semi-decent bar, good music, high sexual tension flowing across the table and before you know it, after just two drinks, I’m in the passenger seat of his car, un-buttoning his trousers and slutting my way towards his cock. Once we stop at the traffic lights I fully take it out and oh boy, was I happy. I spit, drool, slurp and deepthroat it, so much so that even his jeans are wet by the time we get to his house.

You’re not supposed to sleep with him a first date? No one told me that… *picture included* [F]

We literally have dating at our fingertips nowadays. It’s so easy to swipe right and then poof, you can literally get fucked just like that. So I matched with this guy on tinder and I maybe, perhaps, possibly spoke to him for like a combined total of 2 hours before I told him I was down for drinks. I was also down to go down on him but he didn’t need to know that…. yet.

He picked a semi-decent bar, good music, high sexual tension flowing across the table and before you know it, after just two drinks, I’m in the passenger seat of his car, un-buttoning his trousers and slutting my way towards his cock. Once we stop at the traffic lights I fully take it out and oh boy, was I happy. I spit, drool, slurp and deepthroat it, so much so that even his jeans are wet by the time we get to his house.

I 19[F] fucked my collage professor 40[M] after months of flirting in lectures *picture included*

I’ve never been much of a teachers pet until I walked into my first year anatomy lecture and set my eyes on my eyes on him. He was in his 40s and I was only 19 [me](https://imgur.com/a/Oq6Gz7z)but I didn’t care one bit. Fast forward to a couple of months of intense but subtle flirting during lectures and I he was regularly helping me with my assignments after I’d asked for help. Although it was clear we were both attracted to each other he tried really hard up keep things professional.

One night by sheer luck I was in a bar when I spotted him (my uni town is a small place). I’d had a few drinks and was feeling extra horny so I went over and we started talking while sat in a booth in the corner of the bar. Next thing I knew he his hand was running up my thigh. I could feel my pussy getting wet as it craved him to get closer but he just lingered making me want him more. That was all I needed to motivate me to suggest we head somewhere more private and he didn’t hesitate.

Dressing provocatively ended up with me getting fucked [F] *photo included* ?

I tend to be the kind of girl that dresses more conservatively a lot of the time. Sure, I have a adequate amount of extremely sexy lingerie but a lot of the time, you wouldn’t realize it judging by what I wear. Even at social occasions I tend to dress in a pretty chilled manner… unless I’m in the mood to get fucking pounded that night.

Case and point being this one evening, I was feeling particularly horny, because listening to your friends brag about how they get roughly pounded by their significant other will do that to you. I know where my assets lie so I wear a tight red mini dress with ample space to show off my huge double D tits. We arrive at the bar, me and my two girlfriends and within maybe 20 minutes we’re already sat with a group of guys.

It doesn’t take long for me to get to eye-fucking one of the guys, you know, the kind where you can almost reach out and touch the sexual tension between us. Before you know it, we split from our group and sit at the bar. I make the first move, real him in and plant my lips on his. Obviously he goes straight for my tits and I pull away and whisper in his ear “do you want to have them in your mouth tonight?”

The Uber driver saw me release my inner slut

Having originally received so much love for my initial story, I’ve had a few of you enquire about all the slutty things I get up to when I decide to hook-up with a guy, so here’s one that stands out in particular. Also included is a pic of the lingerie set I had on underneath.

As you’d know if you read my previous story, I love the idea of having lustful eyes on me. This particular evening I could almost sense the sheer sexual intent I was getting from this one guy across the bar. He was about 5’10, toned, brunette but had quite an innocent face. He comes over, we get to chatting, buys me a drink and next think you know I’m on the dance floor with his tongue in my mouth. His hands start exploring as he runs his fingers over my double D tits which were already popping out of because they are very, very hard to contain. He knew he had me for the evening, but I don’t think he realised just how slutty I can truly be.

University helped release my inner slut. *PICTURE INCLUDED*

When I first started my university degree, I considered myself a modest and relatively reserved small town girl. However that doesn’t mean I was naive. You see, I’ve always been aware of the ‘assets’ I have and of the attention that they attract. Genetically, I’ve been blessed with huge 32DD tits and peachy ass and let’s just say that they help me get my way in a lot of situations.

I ended up having a lot of wandering eyes locking themselves onto me in bars and nightclubs. As time went on, I found myself enjoying it more and more, slowly becoming comfortable with it to the point where I began to wear sexier, more revealing dresses and outfits.

I’d hook up with a guy every now and then but just the idea of being watched and wanted made my pussy so wet in the first place. Wet to the point where I’d literally have to remove my panties because they were soaked.