Anticipation
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Posted:Mar 2, 2021 10:26 am
Last Updated:Mar 22, 2021 9:44 am
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I'm a professor trade. I speak publically most every day. Standing in front of countless individuals, and it doesn't phase me at all.
But the anticipation, standing in front of just that one person. The morning before we meet for our date. Arriving a little early and waiting. Fills me with that energy and nervousness every time.
Once we meet, once we touch, all that goes away. It's the buildup that does me in. Anyone else feel that way?
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Too Old, Too Young?
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Posted:Mar 1, 2021 11:21 am
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2021 9:24 am
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What are people's thoughts on age differences. I know at some point I was told some strange equation of...
Half your age plus seven
or
Twice you age minus seven
or somesuch. Sort of a numerical baseline about what is socially acceptable.
As the middle of three , for a while I had the feeling of, if she is older than my older brother or younger than my younger brother, it was strange. But that has long since seemed silly.
I find a lot of people go with the 10 years. Ten years older or younger. That gives a perfectly good range.
Honestly, I'm finding older women to be incredibly sexy and sensual and love them more and more. And I know a lot of people enjoy young teens and twenty-somethings. Love their youth and vitality.
What do you think? How old is too old, how young is too young (other than legal age of course, LOL )
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A Naughty Encounter, part 3
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Posted:Feb 25, 2021 12:00 pm
Last Updated:Feb 28, 2021 7:07 am
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She was older, and passionate, and hungry. I was done teaching for the day and we were having fun "breaking in my office the right way" as she put it. And I fully agree. LOL.
She was an odd one. Absolutely gorgeous. At times forward and direct and dripping with raw sensuality. But also hesitant and shy in a way that just drove me wild. I think she was finally letting loose and doing what she wanted after a lifetime of being a good girl and good mom and good wife. Now she was going to be naughty, and I didn't mind at all.
She still hadn't taken her blouse off. And while I could see she had nice curves underneath, feel them when I ran my hands over her body, I didn't push. I wanted her to be comfortable. And so she sat there, legs wrapped around me, me still inside her. And damn she felt so good. Warm and wet and while not tight, hugging me in just the right way. And she felt amazing in my arms, my hands caressing her body, pulling her close to me as we kiss.
And her kisses, every one starting off hesitant like it was a forbidden thing, but going hungry and full of desire. Her kisses tasted amazing.
She sat there on my lap, and I had just pushed her over the edge, truly beautiful to feel and behold. But then she whispered in my ear...
"More. Don't stop, I need more." through panting breaths.
Then she leaned back just a bit, put her forehead against mine, gripped me my shoulders and looked me right in the eyes. Oh god I was so turned on, so hard and hungry myself. I grabbed her waist, lifted her slightly and began up into her. Slow and deep and hard. Every withdrawal and thrust made with intent, while looking into her eyes.
"Oh fuck." She gasped and I did too, right along with her. It was wild and amazing. "Come for me, hard" she begged me in a shaking voice, but I had just gotten hard again and I was hoping to fuck for a while yet. And I could see in her eyes she was hoping we wouldn't be done anytime soon either.
Before I knew it I was on the floor of my office, with her lowering herself on top of me. Her hands on my chest as again and again she slid my cock in and out of her. Riding me like some porn star. Then she started shaking, gasping and softly crying out before she collapsed on my chest. She has the most beautiful climaxes.
Laughing slightly she laid on my chest, but I wasn't done. Upward I fucked into her. Sliding myself into her again and again. And as I did, she moaned her body shaking. Still we went at it on the floor of my office. Then suddenly, her whole body tensed up.
"Oh fuck, don't move, don't move" she begged me in a shaking voice. Leaning back, gasping for air, her eyes wide. She came hard then and it was even more beautiful than before.
"Holy fuck, what was that?" she asked me, honestly confused. Us both laughing and shaking. I asked her what she meant. She had been married, had several , a lifetime of sex, right? "I never felt anything like that." I would have thought she was teasing me or just making me feel good about myself, except for the confusion and honesty in her eyes. I didn't know what to say, but I wasn't done yet far, so I simply offered to do it again.
And so I proceeded to drive her over that edge twice more. Both of us covered in sweat, both of us shaking with pure ecstasy, and both of us smiling and laughing the whole while.
Eventually all good things must come to an end. And we lay there on my floor, cuddled up, shaking.
I still think of her and that afternoon every time I'm in my office, and get a smile on my face.
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A Naughty Encounter, part 2
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Posted:Feb 25, 2021 11:32 am
Last Updated:Apr 20, 2024 1:41 am
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There she was in my office. Standing in front of me, slowly unfastening her jeans. She looked amazing, and sexy as hell with hunger dripping from her gaze. She had already stripped me down to nothing but socks and gave me the most wonderful blow job of my life. No hesitation, just desire. But now, a pause. Doubt? Worry? Something.
The anticipation to see her, feel her, was intense, but now she shied away. Hesitant to let me see her. Maybe she was ashamed of her body. Yes she was older, over sixty, but she looked good to me.
As she hesitated, I reached up and softly grabbed her her hips. Whispering to her that it's alright. That she was beautiful, but I wouldn't force anything. Told her she should be comfortable.
"Okay," she whispered. "Close your eyes then."
And I did. A soft smile on my lips. I heard her exhale and then felt her lips against mine, the softness of her tongue as we kissed. Then listened as her jeans slid down and get discarded to the floor. I wanted to open my eyes, see her in all her beauty, but she whispered to me to wait.
Then i felt her. Her climb on top of my lap, straddling me with her legs. Felt her hand reach down to caress my cock before she slid it inside her self. So warm, so soft. I let out a humming moan of pleasure.
I was still a little hard from the blow job, but I knew I was fading fast. But she didn't seem to mind. She just wanted to feel me inside her.
"Even spent you're bigger than my last husband" she whispered, then leaned forward, pressing her body against mine, slowly gyrating her hips into a comfortable position.
Opening my eyes, I saw her own. Slightly wide, hazel and beautiful. The light of a hundred Christmas Lights that I had lit my office with shining in them. A hunger was there, but a gentleness as well. Soft and slow then.
I cradled her face in my hand and kissed her slowly. Long and languid. Needing nothing but kisses. One arm wrapping around her, I could feel that she chose to leave her shirt on, but could feel that she removed her bra.
One hand around her waist, the other touching her face or running through her hair, we kissed. We touched and held one another. Breathed into one another, a thousand times more erotic than when she was on her knees.
Sliding one hand from her waist, up her back, I caressed her spine as our bodies slowly moved together. She kept me buried inside her the whole time. I know she felt me get soft, and we stil held one another and kissed. The passions would rise and fall, sometimes fierce and deep, devouring one another, sometimes soft and slow, and dance of lips and tongue.
I could feel the ecstasy rising in her as I started getting hard once again. Feeling her heart pounding in her chest, my own matching in intensity. Felt her breath quicken and her body start to shake. But still we moved slowly. I felt her thighs tighten around me, her hands grip my shoulders heart as she leaned back, lost in the ecstasy, in the pleasure. Still, I moved slow inside her, caressed her body, her face, her throat with my hands and kisses.
Panting she collapsed, her hands on my chest, her head on my shoulder, her legs still wrapped around me. Panting.
It was absolutely beautiful to behold. And I had no idea the best was still to come...
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A Naughty Encounter, part 1
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Posted:Feb 25, 2021 9:56 am
Last Updated:Feb 28, 2021 7:07 am
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I had been chatting and joking with this older woman for a while when I told her that I was a professor. She asked me several questions about how many students try to trade sex for better grades and if I ever played in my office. I told her that several try, but it isn't worth losing my entire career for a bit of fun. So she suggested that she come down and play the part of a dutiful parent wanting to make sure her passes my class. 
So she showed up looking amazing. Curves in all the right places and a wikkid smile. I invite her in and we talk and laugh. She looks at me with her gorgeous hazel eyes and places her hand on my leg, she can see that I'm already getting hard.
"You really are a naughty professor, aren't you?" she whispers as she gets up to lock the door.
I wrap my arms around her from behind and her body shivers and she lets out the most beautiful sigh as I kiss her neck. Turning around we kiss deeply and slowly, the feel of her tongue against mine is intoxicating.
Her hands wander down and she begins unfastening my belt and pants. I let out a soft moan as her fingers caress my swollen cock.
"Please" she whispers and pushes me toward my seat. She caresses me with her small hands. It's been a while for me and it makes me so hard.
"God," she whispers. "It's been so long since anyone was this hard for me."
And she smiles up at me, slides down to her knees, and slides my cock between her amazing lips. I run my fingers through her hair and softly moan as she gives me the best blow job I've ever had.
Kissing and licking and sucking just right. Meeting my eyes with a hunger and desire of her own.
"Cum for me."
I struggle not to cry out as my body starts to shake, my cock throbbing in her hands, in her mouth. She softly cradles my balls as she runs her tongue over me before taking me into her mouth once again. I can't hold it anymore. I cry out that I'm going to cum and she makes this hungry humming sound with me still between her lips and it drives me over the edge.
I grip her hair firmly and thrust deep into her mouth and cum hard. Pumping the hot cum into her. And she drinks it all up. Sucking and licking every last drop. My body shaking the whole while.
Looking up at me she runs her tongue over me one more time before she stands up.
"Oh, my sweet, sweet professor, we aren't done yet, we've only begun." And she begins unfastening her own pants...
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