The professor
I definitely had aroused her desires for the first time in her life.
A mature student makes out sex and insinuates for the first time.
I was able to manage quite well to exploit this submissive, obedient woman as well as her attributes just beginning to reveal. I still wonder how I was able to succeed in using my best method ever.
Having her submitted, I became her master, and finally could penetrate within her; she amazingly liked this. When she felt her body playing with mine, she began to discern lust, desire and envy for her first time.
This story is a complete account on how I began an affair with a mature student in her fifties, arousing her sexuality, until getting absolute satisfaction, making her enjoy. We definitely had a good time!!
We had met from time back and were close friends since then -almost seven years ago. She was a pre-graduate on her way to become an attorney while I had to guide her, oversee her work at college. She not only found stimulus, spur and incentive, but motivation as well until she became involved at social work.
This woman had asked me for orientation about her thesis work, and I began to lead, until I began to have trouble in granting ok on her thesis work: she lacked good argument to support her thesis. I decided it would be better to act discretely, watching her progress instead.
At first, I'd refuse any involvement or messing into this, so avoid interfering with her counselor teacher. Nonetheless I ended up giving her a hand. As a matter of fact, during her unpaid junior social work, I gave her tips, hints, back up, thus she learned job skills at organizing and decision making, carefully considering facts.
A friend of mine - a professor - once approached to me, pointed out that he sees me in her, my accurate method, her careful attention on all facts, resulting from my teachings and counseling job. It had worked!!
This friend had been her professor for quite a while at Law School and he had assisted her at getting her PhD, but he didn't know I had been fucking this student since time back.
I must say I'm not a handsome guy in any way... nor so ugly though. I'm not the typical Casanova and I'm not the owner of a monster dick either. I'm just the standard guy in what to a penis size concern. I'm 1.75 meters tall, medium weigh, 80 kilograms, and never exercise -a heavy smoker.
I'm smart above standards, and people gets fascinated too quickly by my easy speech. I like to take advantage of this, with the highest standards as professor in college.
Besides, I've attended to the best schools in this country, and have received education of best quality. My hard, tough work -I've applied myself for years now- along with the good masters that guided me, both in high school and at college, finally lead me to gain a reputation as veteran professor. Besides there exist the many books I've published on a whole variety of subjects, which hopefully will endure reader's interest for 100 years to come.
I not only have read many authors but worked like a dog. Hell, I didn't enjoy my best years, my adolescence, devoted to tough preparation to ensure myself a future. As a consequence, I lacked sexual experience in the arena.
The moment I began to work as a professor, women ceased to ignore me. I began to attract them -probably I was too sympathetic- and that changed the panorama: opportunities for courting women always showed along the way... until my first sexual adventure came up. I thought, ok, Marcos, just like the saying goes: "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, here's your chance."
I still recall as this woman had progressed so much. Self esteem had gotten back to her while attending my classes and she also began to dress differently at work: tight skirt, not so long, showing legs; and working at a writing desk in an office across from me, so that I could see her concentrated any moment I interrupted my reading on my papers, to see her legs slightly spread to show me her panties, or lingerie, as well as her thighs. If she came closer to me, I'd stare at her big bra which I noticed it was unable to hold such nice tities. This was a chance for gratification -only once a moth we were together- so I made my day.
The fact she was so embarrassed about her body inhibit her to flirt at all. You could guess her beautiful legs through gorgeous blue jeans, looked like if trying to get rid of embarrassing breasts though.
By doing social work, Elena -this was her name-realized she was a different person now, and was able to achieve goals never imagined. Of course, she was doing her best, trying hard. It was a wonderful opportunity within different scenario coming up, and had begun to wear tight blue jeans, showing a gorgeous, superb ass, no question; convincing everybody she wasn't a stupid anymore. Nobody would mock at her -she thought- for being so shy.
I worked hard to get her gain confidence through those years, and make her believe she was beautiful, too beautiful indeed... until I made an outstanding exceptional girl out of her, as a good manager here. This way I began to get her attention as she felt obliged.
She had progressed a lot by now, but it would be necessary to complement by wearing a mini skirt. This scared her away and said:
"No, thanks, Marcos. I appreciate your advice very much, but... I'm not willing to wear this kind of outfit! Don't you even think!
I replied:
"May be you'll make up your mind later and wear a mini skirt for me to see."
She said: "It's ok with me. I accept."
I don't mean she was young at the time, 30 yo. I reckon she must be 60 by now. She is a mother of three, and I get along pretty well with her sons and daughters, my same age. Elena got divorced after she got kid's custody in a court law, and she supports them by managing her own business, quite successfully. Her daughter often gives her a hand at her place, so does one of her sons, I figure out. In this way she had a chance to pay and pursue a career at college. She is on her final stage now, a pre-graduate, working on a thesis. She eventually returned to playing piano, which she loves a lot.
Elena has a great energy and vivacity, moving around like a young girl in her adolescence years, ingenuous -naive- and innocent. She is amazing, even though she's a mother of three. I'm happy to declare she isn't a virgin anymore, for I've fucked her mouth and asshole many times.
If virginity means a concept defined as the moment a woman achieves an orgasm, I believe she had one with me for her fist time: never had an orgasm before with her ex. I courted her many times but she would get scared and get away. She claims she felt attracted to me since time ago.
On one occasion, she handed over her papers to me, and I graded them with low mark. She refused review of her work so I forced her into sitting in front of me at the cafeteria. Her classmates were there too and they heard over as I made an analysis or scrutiny and comments on the text, passing judgment on what she had written, by saying I already knew the author's approach on this theme, but I wanted her to be unique, original. This would be her chance to trade sex for grades, but I was embarrassed to make this indecent proposal.
Next semester, she was more dedicated, constant, and she even adapted the subject, personalizing it; no need to show off her legs: she got a nine -top grade. Her classmates still believed her inferior, always falling behind, so I had to assist her sometimes. She still was too introverted. This way I wouldn't dare to start anything with her pretty ass!!
As a new project emerged, Elena was now in group work -with another beautiful chick, 22 yo. I liked this new girl and people thought I was courting her. Elena and her new partner made an excellent team. I learned this new chick had married somebody my same age, so I had missed the chance with her.
We were like this for almost 5 years now, working intimately, until finally I let her on her own, to gain work independence.
Elena was still so shy, that she wished she had no big breasts, so would pass unnoticed. We often kissed good bye, and occasionally I brushed her lips while my hands would touch her legs and thighs slightly. On one occasion, I spanked her; she turned around in disapproval, to censure me. She said: What the hell are you doing?!!! I replied:
"Oh, what can I do about it? You're so gorgeous and attractive!"
She was no longer bad tempered as she listened these unexpected compliment came along, and cooled down.
On another occasion, I ordered her to stand up erect, so her boobs could be priced as they showed off in its maximum splendor. I dared to put a hand at the bottom to raise them. It took me only seconds and we both enjoyed that. Yet moral was a point here and she would go dignified, a decorous girl, again. I didn't make my move.
She wore a tight blouse next week and you could notice that unfasten button in her blouse. I waited patiently, hunting my prey, and finally dropped for a visit. She was nice, kind, that Monday, and was wearing special clothes at home, too serious.
As I left her apartment, she kissed my good bye, close to my lips so it was my chance to go ahead now: I kissed her in the mouth. We both knew what was coming next: I got back to sit on the sofa, as she lived alone, no one would disturb us. I grabbed her hands, weaved our fingers together, looking in the eye. I let her hands go and put my arms around her shoulders to hug her. We stared at each other, and she said:
"I've been thinking about the preacher's speech on Sunday mass. He said that love is everything worth it, provided it's constructive. I've made up my mind and... yes, but this affair is gonna be a secret whatever you do to me here, ok?"
I thought to myself: "It's in the bag. With or without hair, her pussy must be something superbly erotic. I don't know if she shaves or not. Probably it's one of these freshly shaved bald pussy waiting for some attention!!"
This story to be continued...
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