This series of events took place when I was 19-20, during my sophomore year of college. I was working out in my school's gym, where I met a woman named Michelle. She was very attractive with brown hair, green eyes, and an exteremely hot body, prob in her mid to late 20s. I made sure that I was the gym everyday at the same time she was. We never really spoke other than the occasional "hi". One day, I got the balls to talk with her some more while we waited to use the water fountain. She turned out to be very friendly and we immediately hit it off. Once I finished my workout I told her I needed to go shower but that I would love to grab some coffee with her if she wanted. She said that she would love to after she showered too. We agreed to meet at the nearby cafe in 30 minutes.
I quickly finished showering and getting ready. I arrived to the cafe and waited for her. She arrived about 10 minutes late but I didn't care. I was just glad that she was there. So we sat down and talked. I asked her about her life. She was 34 (which surprised me) and taught sociology at Douglass College (for those of you that don't know Rutgers in New Brunswick, that's the women's college). She asked me about myself and I told her my whole story. She said she had seen me around a lot but was a little scared to approach me thinking that I would reject her since she was a professor. I told her that I was also scared to approach her because I thought she was a very beautiful woman.
She laughed when I said that, saying how I could easily get any girl my age. I said that may be true, but a beautiful woman like her would be so much better. She was surprised by that. I notice she was uncomfortable because she saw a few of her students pass by so she offered to go back to her place to talk. I had a class but I figured it would be worth skipping. Boy was I right.
She lived in a really nice house about half a mile from campus. When we got to her place, she made us some drinks and we sat to talk in the living room. We both were much more comfortable than before. I liked that at points during our conversation, her hand would land on my leg, right above my knee and rest there for a bit. Michelle then asked me about my relationship status and I told her I was single (which was only half true at the time).
She seemed shocked and wondered how that could be. I told her I didn't know why that it just turned out that way. Then there was silence. Her hand moved up and down my thigh. I felt my cock begin to stir. Her hand got closer and closer to my crotch. I was almost fully hard, which was pretty obvious since I was wearing a pair of basketball shorts. She looked at it and said that she could help me out with that. She then did the unthinkable and started rubbing my cock through my shorts. I moaned softly as her hand stroked it. I looked into her beautiful green eyes and she leaned in and kissed me. Her hands then slid into my shorts and she started jerking me off. She then pulled my shorts down so that she had full access to my hard cock. As soon as she did that she went down and started licking up and down the shaft before sticking my cock all the way down her throat. I led my hand down to her pussy and started rubbing her, getting her all wet.
Michelle started sucking me off really fast. It was as if she had been starving for cock and wanted me to cum badly. I moaned and moaned as her warm mouth engulfed my cock. She would occasionally stop to tell me how good my young cock tasted right before devouring it again. All I did was moan and tell her how good it felt. I continued fingering her until she let out a man deep within her throat while she blew me. I knew that she had started to cum. I then could feel my orgasm building and I told her that I was close. She just said "give it to me baby" and sucked me harder until my cock exploded into her mouth, releaseing all the built up cum I had. She swallowed it all and pumped it until nothing was left. Not one drop went to waste. Once she finished, she came back up and we kissed again. She lifted up her skirt then threw herself on top of me with her legs open. I could feel my cock rub against her pussy, seperated by only a thin piece of fabric that was her panties.
She gyrated her hips so my cock rubbed against it more. We kissed again and I could feel my cock getting hard once again. She said how much she loved that I was ready again so fast. I just kissed and sucked on her neck as she yanked her panties to the side and my cock just slid right in smoothly. I could feel her wetness all over my cock as we started fucking. We started off slowly. She then bucked against me harder and I lifted my hips each time to make sure I got in as deep as I could. I could feel her juices all over my cock and balls. It was such a hot, intense moment. We kissed as we fucked and then I she started moaning loudly as she started to cum. I knew I wouldnt last much lonegr either and started moving her faster and faster. I finally blew my second load of the day right inside of her.
We both moaned in pleasure from our repsective orgasms and shared another kiss. I tried to catch my breathe as she kissed my neck. My softened cock slid out of her and we just continued kissing. She then stood up and sat on the couch, telling me how hot I was. I told her that she was amazing and that I enjoyed every minute of fucking her. It was at that moment that I looked for the first time to a picture on the coffee table. It was a picture of her in a wedding dress. I stared at it and looked back at her with probably a stupid look on my face. She simply said, "Did I mention, I'm married?"
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