I’m currently working on a story about a young woman and an older guy that is partially based on a personal experience of mine. The wonderful and ever-helpful Janus is helping me proof, and after reading my story and a very brief summary of my true account, he suggested that while my story is being editing that I write out the true story. So here we go! This is a true story, no embellishments or exaggerations.
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It was Spring Break of my first year of college, and instead of going anywhere sunny or exciting, I ended up in Connecticut. My older sister was doing her residency at the Yale hospital and working about 90 hours a week, so I went to spend my two week vacation hanging around her apartment and watching all her DVDs of “Friends”. One day to get me out of the apartment she decided to bring me into work for a tour and to meet all her coworkers and friends. It was incredibly boring, but I put on a smile for her coworkers and tried to make the best of it. Many of her coworkers gave me weird looks and were really surprised to find out that we were related. My older sister is tall, blonde, and a stereotypical overachiever (she’s a doctor, after all). I am short, with dark brown hair, tattoos, piercings, and a shitty attitude (in my defense, I was 19, and I have a much nicer attitude now). The whole morning was just awkward and boring, and after lunch my sister had work to catch up on so I was just sitting in her office looking through medical books with graphic pictures, trying to gross myself out, while she was doing paperwork. Around mid-afternoon one of her bosses came into her office to give her another stack of files to work on, and she introduced us. He was an older guy, probably mid-50’s, and one of the three departmental heads. He had silvery hair and a short grey beard and was incredibly handsome and fit. I was actually surprised by how fit he was for his age, and I kept staring at him. I don’t recall his name now, but I think it was William. After our introduction he and my sister were making small talk about some such doctor nonsense and he looked up and saw me staring at him. And I remember this exactly: he looked me in the eyes then looked directly down at my tits, and he said, “I could show your sister around while you work on these.” My sister said she’d really appreciate it because I was being noisy and distracting her from work, but he could send me back whenever.
William took me directly to his office to show me the view, and once the door was closed I noticed that he locked it behind him. He leaned against his desk and asked me questions about my life, college, friends, and boyfriend (I told him I didn’t have one). It was just small talk until he finally asked, “A, how long have you had your lip pierced?”
“About a year now,” I said.
“I’ve never kissed a girl with a pierced lip before. Never had the opportunity and my wife wouldn’t want me to, anyway.”
I don’t know what made me say it, but I couldn’t help myself. “Do you want to try it?” I asked. He didn’t even respond, I think he had been so eager to kiss me since he first saw me. He walked right up to me, put my face in his hands, and started kissing me. He was intense, really passionate, biting my lips, pulling on my lip ring, putting his tongue in my mouth, and I really liked it. I liked the way his beard felt while he kissed me, and the way his mouth tasted. After a few minutes he started pulling me towards his desk, without breaking the kiss. He sat down and pulled me onto his lap and I straddled him. I was wearing a knee-length blue skirt that day, and straddling him with my legs spread hiked my skirt up to my thighs until I could feel his erection rubbing against my pussy through my panties. He kept making out with me and I started grinding against his erection. I have absolutely no explanation for this except that I could feel it and it was making me horny. So I started grinding without even realizing it. He put his hands up the back of my shirt and unhooked my bra, and then started playing with my double D tits under my shirt while I was dry humping him and making out with him at his desk. As he got me even hornier by playing with my titties under my shirt (this is my thing, guys, I fucking love having my tits played with and sucked and bitten), and started undoing his belt with my hands. I knew he was married but he didn’t try to stop me from freeing his cock from his pants. Once I got his belt undone, button undone, and fly down, I broke our kiss for the first time to slide off his lap and onto the floor. He knew immediately what I wanted, so he stood up, slid his pants and boxers to his knees, and sat back down again. And I started on his cock.
His dick was probably only five and a half inches, so I could fit almost all of it in my mouth. I sucked and nibbled and slathered his hard cock and hairy balls. He was groaning my name, but my favorite part was when I took his whole cock down my throat and was kneading his balls in my hand and he moaned, “oh fuck… oh fuck… my wife has never done that before… fuck… fuck….” That made my blow job even more intense, because now I wanted to blow his mind. I wanted to give him something to think about when he fucked his wife the next time. I started quickly moving my head up and down in his lap, sucking vigorously while he helped by pressing my head onto this cock, fucking my face. I could feel him tensing, and his moaning got louder and I knew he was about to blow a load in my mouth. I was ready, and when he started groaning, “oh, A, I’m cumming.. I’m cumming… fuck!!” I swallowed every bit of his hot cum down my throat, and made a point of licking and sucking his cock clean afterwards.
“How was that?” I asked, still on my knees.
“That was…. Amazing. Sit up here again, sweetheart,” he told me. I stood up and as I was about to sit back in my same position on his lap, he stopped me and pulled my panties off from under my skirt. They had a large wet stain that was a little embarrassing, but he seemed to like seeing that. Then he pulled me back on his lap with my legs around him and pulled off my shirt. Now I was only wearing my blue skirt. He kissed me again and started fingering me. It felt fucking amazing, and I knew I was going to get off really quickly if he kept going at my clit like he was. I wanted him to keep kissing me, but he soon broke away from my mouth and leaned down to suck my tits instead. He was nursing my breasts and rubbing my clit and I started cumming in about two minutes. My pussy was dripping wet.
After I was done cumming I stood up and got fully dressed again, except for my panties. I pretended that I didn’t see them under his desk and left them there for him. He kissed me once more before I left his office, thanked me, and closed the door behind me. I never saw him again.