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I work in the nights and usually finish my work on the phones when the sun\u2019s coming up. Like this morning it was like that. It was slow for the first bit but I had a really nice chat at the end with one of you guys. After we both came (at the same time—love that) we talked a bit more, just unwinding. He mentioned to me (I\u2019ll call him Tim) he\u2019d tried anal for the first time last week.<\/p>\n
Now here\u2019s a little thing about me: I\u2019m no prude, and I\u2019ve fucked a lot, but I\u2019ve never done that. I\u2019ve always been afraid. Whatever, stupid reasons. But Tim was saying the girl he\u2019d hooked up with loved it. At first I was like \u201cRight. Sure she did.\u201d But really, she did. She said he\u2019d just been gentle at first with lots of lube and slowly revved up the speed, and she didn\u2019t just come she squirted!<\/p>\n
I get hot when I hear shit like that.<\/p>\n
Eventually Tim had to go and we said nice goodbyes and hung up. I went over to the window and opened the blinds and looked at the sun coming in over the trees. I only have a little student pad. But I like my view. Usually after work I take a quick nap then get up and study, but I\u2019m ahead in class these days and didn\u2019t want to sleep.<\/p>\n
And I was still. You know. Thinking.<\/p>\n
So I made a pot of coffee and took it out on my patio and thumbed through my phone. I\u2019m a pretty busy girl between work and school\u2026I don\u2019t have too much time for my own fun anymore but fuck it. I was trying to think of guys I could call. I texted a few I\u2019d hooked up with years ago. They didn\u2019t respond. I think a lot of them have moved away. College towns, I guess.<\/p>\n
I put on my purple silk blouse, my good pants and a coat. I thought if I took a walk into town my brain would settle down. And if not, maybe I\u2019d meet someone—<\/p>\n
And yes ok. That\u2019s crazy right? Even a girl like me. I\u2019ve done wild shit. But who goes to pick up guys eight-thirty in the morning on a Friday? That\u2019s what I was thinking. That\u2019s what was in my head.<\/p>\n
So I was walking into town on the main road. I had some books with me thinking maybe I could zone out on campus. Get this sudden what the fuck obsession about anal out of my head. Then I was going through the nice tenured professor part of town. There it happened.<\/p>\n
I heard my name.<\/p>\n
I turned around. It was my old English teacher from freshman year. Young. But you could tell he was old for his years. It was his first year teaching when I had him. Tall. He said he came from up north from a family of farmers. Somewhere cold. He was in a T-shirt and mowing the lawn.<\/p>\n
I said: \u201cProfessor!\u201d I was so shocked. I had no idea he\u2019d remembered me. I\u2019d had a dream about him. A couple of them.<\/p>\n
I could bore you with these next parts. Where we were both being shy. I won\u2019t. He invited me in for coffee. He made fun of my heavy winter coat (come on I\u2019m from the South). I found his wife was away on business. I kissed him. Wasn\u2019t half an hour after I left home I was blowing him in his kitchen nook. Guess I still am a wild girl.<\/p>\n
So. I liked him pumping my head and cradling my neck with his big pulsing farmer-stock dick. I liked him fucking my face in that silk blouse of mine. But. But. After a bit I was like \u201cYou have a bedroom\u201d We went up, he had a beautiful four-poster elegant bed. It was really like something a princess would sleep in. I didn\u2019t tell him but I\u2019ve dreamed of making love in a bed like that. We were naked and he was about to fuck my cunt which fair enough was almost dripping. But I turned around. Plucked out the little bottle of lube I had in my bag. I rubbed his dick with it sweet and smooth and fluid. And I whispered.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou ever fuck a girl in the ass?\u201d<\/p>\n
English professor or not, I don\u2019t think he expected that.<\/p>\n
\nI lubed us up both good. Put my head in his pillow. Slowly guided him in.<\/h2>\n<\/blockquote>\n
I drew him in slowly, an inch. And then another. And then I lost my breath as he was in me. I didn\u2019t know something could hurt like that. And feel so good. It was like he got between a closed seam of me. But he was sweet. He could feel how I was shuddering. He went slowly. Very gently pumping in and out of me. Opening me up piece by piece. I can\u2019t tell you how good it felt down there. When I get fucked in my pussy it\u2019s right and never hurts and it\u2019s fun in the simplest way, like it\u2019s regular and good but when he put his dick in my ass how he did it was like he gave me a new body. I was concentrated there in every way. Like my skin was inside out with something better. And there was nothing but him filling my ass.
\nI could tell he wanted to really fuck me— he said \u201cYou like that?\u201d and I suppose he broke the spell a little but that was fine. Because I wanted to get fucked too. \u201cI love it,\u201d I gasped. \u201cFuck me.\u201d<\/p>\n
He went a little faster. My body\u2019s engine was revving for it. He said: \u201cI don\u2019t want to hurt you.\u201d
\n\u201cI DON\u2019T CARE IF YOU HURT ME\u201d I said. \u201cFUCK ME!\u201d That\u2019s how I set him loose. He gathered my hair and pulled me back and I gasped like a fish at the ceiling, He pounded my opening gaping hole. I could feel it far up as my fingers and toes. When I got fucked in my ass I felt it in every inch of my skin. He fucked me savagely and brutally. But it never hurt too much. It always hurt just right enough. I came again. And then again. I\u2019ve come fucking three times this morning. And still he fucked me. I thought he could fuck forever. He had me in a ball on the bed. At the end. He loomed over me. Like a God. He stood over me plunging himself in and out fucking my wet ass over and over and over and over and over. I would have stayed there for hours as long as he fucked me. I didn\u2019t once think of asking him to stop.
\nFinally he was grunting and shaking. When he came, he put himself all the way in. Stretched me to the very end. I felt him gush and his cum trickle into me and drip down the insides. My sore, aching ass.
\nI asked if he\u2019d call a cab home. Because fuck after that I could barely walk. He did, the sweetie. And now I\u2019m going to sleep all day. On my fucking stomach. Lol. I hope the other girls don\u2019t think weird of me but ladies, you don\u2019t know what you\u2019re missing.<\/p>\n
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