I’ve been teaching at the local university for the past few years. I’m lucky enough to teach in a letters faculty populated mostly by girls (young women should I say). Whatever one reads here and there, it nearly never happens that a lecturer sleeps with students. Well, not me for sure.

I’m in my late 30s, appreciated by students and colleagues as being nice and friendly and always available. My office door is always open and I’m always here to give a hand when needed. As for my appearance, I’m tallish, thinish, short brown hair and blue eyes. Neither ugly nor a model, just a normal guy.

This is the story of how I came to cheat on my wife, with a student that didn’t give me her name…

One day, she addressed me in the corridor. Not one of my students, but she was stuck with a computer and asked for help. She’s 21 at most, small and thin, a ravishing smile and dark sparkling eyes, and the beautiful olive skin of an Indian girl. She did not wear any make-up; she really did not need it, and was dressed quite casually, but her lovely shape, smile and eyes made me even more friendly and helpful to her. She thanked me and that was the end of our first encounter.

A few days later, as I stepped into the tramway to go home, I noticed her, nodded and smiled politely, then took a seat for the trip. When I left the carriage a few minutes later, I heard a voice saying “Oh, so you live in this area too?” I turned around; she was there, taking the same direction. We small-talked in the dark streets for a while about the area, her life and projects… but I never came around asking for her name. At some junction, our ways separated. It was an awkward goodbye, our eyes meeting, neither of us knowing whether to kiss goodbye (we often kiss goodbye in France) or to shake hands. So we did not do anything and left each in our own direction.

Every now and then, we’d come across each other at university. We’d salute each other with friendly smile; eventually exchange a few words, but nothing more. I never really thought of her or that anything could happen between the two of us.

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This morning, I had to drive to the mall before going to work. I got there quite early so as to avoid the crowd. Within a few minutes, I had gathered all I needed and walked towards the checkouts. That’s when I saw her. She was cute as ever, wandering in the same alley. As I walked past her, she noticed me and hailed “Oh, hello sir!”

We chatted a while in front of the coffee tables on sale; I even helped her chose one for its solidity and we ended up queuing at adjacent checkouts. As she was struggling with the package, I offered to help her carry it to her car, to which she replied that she was taking it home by bus. There was no way she’d managed that, so I offered the lift, which she gratefully accepted.

Once the package was in the back of my car, we drove off for the few miles between the mall and her place. Since she was sitting so close to me, I could smell her intoxicating spicy perfume. Every now and then, I’d glance in her direction and she’d return a smile and sparking eyes.

She gave me the directions and I parked close to her place. It took us some effort to carry her package to the fourth floor (no lift). Her flat was the typical student flat: one large room serving as living room, bedroom and kitchen; the bed serving as both bed and sofa. Still, it was nicely decorated and seemed comfortable, though slightly overheated.

“I wouldn’t like to abuse, but would you help me mount this coffee table? In exchange, I’ll get some coffee if you like.” I genuinely accepted and started unpacking and mounting the thing. It did not take long and by the time she was coming back with the coffee, the table was up between her sofa bed and the television set.

She placed both cups on the new table and sat on the bed. “Thanks so much. I would not have managed on my own. I’ve been a bit silly buying this with no real means of taking it home. Come, take a sit and have your coffee, you deserve it!” she said, tapping next to her on the sofa bed.

I did as offered, taking my sweater off on the way due to the heat and the exercise. She had done similarly and displayed a white tank top and jeans. For the first time, I noticed her breast: small, round, perky breast that seemed to hold without bras. My eyes quickly moved away; I wouldn’t want to be categorized as a pervert.

As we talked around the coffee cups, she kept staring at me with her sparkling eyes, her thin lips always smiling, her joyful voice singing in my ears. I was so absorbed by all this that I barely noticed that she was slowly getting closer and closer to me, to the point the her knee made contact with mine through our jeans.

At that point, my mind started racing in all directions, but she did not give me time to think. She looked at me and swiftly leaned towards me and pressed her mouth on mine while placing her hands behind my head. Her lips were warm; her kiss was soft and firm. I could feel her tongue darting, trying to pass between my lips.

When she moved to settle herself on my lap, still holding my head in her hands, not breaking the kiss, I did not resist any longer and returned the kiss. I parted my lips and our tongues met in a slow caressing dance. My hands found their way to her hips, moving along her sides, as our kiss grew wild, then wilder.

She was undulating her hips on my lap and the friction took little time to harden my cock. My hands found their way under her tank top and she bit my tongue softly when my fingers reached her breast. Her tits felt as firm and round as they appeared under her tank top. Her nipples were already hard like little pebbles and she moaned voluptuously in our kiss when I rolled them between my fingers.

We could feel each other’s excitement and we reached for each other’s t-shirt, pulling them off before rushing to caress each other’s torso freely. Her fingers were thin, soft and warm, grazing on my chest. Suddenly, she pushed me down on my back, sat up, walked around the sofa, kicking her shoes off on the way, and placed herself above my head, kissing me voluptuously upside down while her hands caressed my torso.

She broke the kiss to start licking her way from my mouth to my chin, then down my neck towards my chest. I marvelled at her lovely olive skin that I kissed and licked as it passed in front of my mouth. When her mouth reached my nipples, hers were close to my lips and I caressed them with my lips, my tongue and my hands.

Her lips moved down to my belly. We simultaneously reached for each other’s jeans, unfastening them quickly and sliding a hand in each other’s pants. Her thin fingers circled my hard cock and I returned the favour by caressing her wet pussy lips. They were warm, soft and already dripping. We caressed each other for a while in the position, then she released me to push down my trousers. I helped her doing so, my shorts going down too on the way, then she helped me getting rid of her jeans and panty.

Her mouth went back to my belly and licked its way down to my pubis. I could smell her pussy getting closer and closer to my face as she did so. With one hand I was caressing her back, from head to bum, the other had returned to her pussy, caressing it, covering my fingers with her juices as I parted her pussy lips in search of her little pleasure button.

And then I felt her lips, her thin soft warm sexy lips circling around the head of my cock while her fingers circled my shaft and held it firmly. I nearly came at that point. Her flat belly had passed in front of my eyes and now I was facing her pussy : nearly completely shaved, except for a thin line of trimmed pubes above her pussy lips. Her lips were shining with her nectar, swollen with desire. I placed a few kisses on her pubis and she moved her hips so my mouth could reach her lips, lick them, suck them, part them to play on her clit with the tip of my tongue.

Her mouth was taking me in and out slowly while her hands busied themselves, one along my shaft, the other on my balls. I moved my hands on her ass, caressing it, caressing its crack, caressing her rosebud. Both of us were rocking our hips under the sucking, kissing and caressing of the other, moaning with our mouths full of the other’s sex when pleasure was getting greater. We could feel each other on the edge of cuming. She squeezed my balls softly and made her tongue circle the head of my cock and I came, sending my load deep in her mouth. Tasting my juice and feeling its heat in her mouth made her cum and she gushed her juices on my face as I kept sucking on her clit.

We stayed in that 69 position for a while, recovering our breaths while softly licking the other clean. She kept me in her mouth and it took little time for me to get hard again. She sat up, her knees on each side of my head and looked down at me. Her eyes were as sparkling as ever and with a evil grin she said “Don’t you think I’m finished with you…”

She stood up and walked around the sofa-bed. She was even more marvelous in her nakedness. I stared at her nude body : her shapes were thin and harmonious, her bum just round enough, her belly flat, her breast swayed just a bit as she walked, her wavy hair danced on her shoulders. She kneeled on the sofa next to me, grabbed my cock between her thin fingers and straddled me. Staring deep into my eyes, she rubbed the bulging red head of my cock against her pussy lip before kneeling down, sucking my cock in her womb. We were both breathless. I could feel her insides stretching to let me in, I could feel every detail of her vagina squeezing around my cock as much as she could feel every vein on my rod against her inner walls.

My hands were attracted by her breast and they moved in that direction. She caught them on their way, her fingers crossing with mine, and pushed them above my head. Still holding my hands, she started sliding slowly on my shaft, rolling and rocking her hips, her eyes riveted in mine. I move followed her rythm and moved my hips to amplify our pleasure. Her face was inches from mine and between two most sensual moans, she would lean further down to lick my lips or kiss me passionately.

She suddenly accelerated her moves, she bit her lower lip. Her breath was short, her pussy squeezing my cock rythmically. Then she stopped breathing and the only moise I could hear was the squishy sound of her wet pussy sucking my cock in and out. I was feeling my own orgasm building quickly. I filled her with my warm juices and she emitted a high pitched cry as she drove me as deep as possible in her, before collapsing on me, breathless and trembling.

I left her place a couple of hours later, I still don’t know her name and my balls are aching from such an intense morning in bed, with an anonymous student.

“Hi Sharon, gee, I sure could do with a shower?”

“Go ahead, you’re dinner will be ready by the time your out” Sharon said.

Sharon is my step-mother, and we get on well. I lost my mother at an early age, and my father has been seeing Sharon since I was in my mid-teens. Now I’m 20 and go to college. Sharon is in her mid-40′s, and has been very kind to me all these years. In recent years I’ve felt like I could talk to her about all kinds of things.

I needed a shower so desperately after training that I quickly got to the bathroom, closed the door and stripped down. I only lived a street away from the park, so I didn’t bother showering at the training grounds. I’d forgotten to get a clean pair of underwear, or clothes, or even towel, that I yelled from the “Sharon, could you-”

“I’m one step ahead of you honey” Sharon replied as she opened the bathroom door with a towel and clean pair of underwear.

“Oh Thanks Sharon” I said as I was rubbing soap up and down my body.

As my head was under the flowing water, my eyes were closed, Sharon gazed at my body casually. She admired my body as it reminded me of my father. She thought to herself, that Jeff certainly inherited the right features from his father. Furthermore she made sure she had an eyeful of the young man’s penis, as it dangled downwards pointing to the ground under the flowing water. She dashed out of the bathroom before I began to notice.

I dried up and put my jocks on, and headed to the kitchen. As most guys would know, underwear is always a great device to show off you attributes. Although I didn’t have any intention of this (yeah right), as I walked casually in the kitchen, where Sharon handed me the shorts I was after. She stood in front of me and watched me put my shorts on, as I mounded it over by bulge. Sharon was getting awfully hot at the sight.

Anyway, dinner went on, and Sharon explained that my father was away for the weekend. We chatted for a bit and I helped wash the dishes. After that I went to couch and flicked the telly on. “Sharon” I yelled. “Are You coming to sit down?”

“Sure honey, I’ll be right there, I’ve got some desert” she said.

I waited around and she came to the room, with a bowl of ice cream. We sat around and ate up and talked some more.

I don’t know what happened, but as she got up to get the bowl from the table, she bent in front of me and I was given front row seats to her cleavage. I froze there with my mouth open and my tongue almost sticking out. Her boobs were so big and heavy. “Hey” Sharon said as I snapped out it.

“Ohh sorry Sharon, I just couldn’t help notice…”I stuttered

“How big they are?” Sharon said as she finished my sentence.

“Well yeah, how big they are?” I replied embarrassingly

“40 DD” to be precise, she said which we both laughed. “It’s okey honey” she said as she sat down next to me on the couch. I was still looking at them.

“Sorry, I didn’t realise they were so big” I replied

“I can’t help the way I’m made” Sharon replied as a joke

“I didn’t mean that, I mean they’re beautiful” I said.

“You’re starting to sound like your father” Sharon said. For that we both laughed. Sharon was taking it all as a funny incident. I was glad she didn’t take offense.

Meanwhile I gawked at her breasts. She was wearing a red dress, with very thin straps. It was remarkable how they held her breasts considering she didn’t have a bra. Sharon was not a very tall lady, although she a nice round backside, and large breasts. Her nipples began to harden, as I looked on at them. Her nipples were large, and started poking out.

“Now, you’re embarrassing me” she said as she noticed her nipples had hardened. Sharon thought to herself, after getting a full view of Jeff in the shower, it wasn’t such a big deal that he was getting his share of view in return.

“So I guess you like them?” Sharon said as she bent forward, pushed her tits against her knees, and making a very large cleavage visable. You could see a little wrinkle at the top of her cleavage, which added a healthy feature.

“Yeah, you got that right” I said as a bulge in my shorts could easily be seen. By this point my tongue was half hanging out, and I was ready for a feed.

Sharon noticed the bulge in my shorts, and suggested “Maybe it’s time for bed, I’m a bit tired.”

“Yeah me too” I said before our little incident became into a situation.

That night, I layed on my bed naked, as it was a hot night. I couldn’t help but stroke my aching cock. Little did I know that Sharon was peeping through the door and watching every move and sound I made. She thought to herself, poor thing, he needs to relieve the strain on his enormous instrument. That was the second time she’d caught him naked. This was becoming too much for her to handle.

The next day, after I hanged a leak, I went back to bed and shut the door. I was still tired. Sharon yelled “Honey, you better get up, it’s almost 9:00am”. She opened my door and saw my face down against the pillow, with my ass facing up. My cock was laying to the side, so she could see the head.

She was wearing her silky silvery pajamas still. She had lovely high heeled slippers, which revealed her beautiful red painted toe-nails. You could see the back of the heel sit firmly on the shoe. She had a cute matching nightdress on. She had these cute little shorts that finished extremely high. It made her legs look longer, and gave good display of her curves. On top she had a matching button shirt, with nothing underneath. She had the two bottom buttons done up, with the top two left open to offer a great view of her cleavage. Her breasts jiggled underneath this top. It fit her well, and her nipples gently poked through.

She sat on the bed, and started stroking my hair, with her eyes gazing at my firm backside.

“It’s time to get up honey” she said in my ear.

I turned around and my cock pointed upwards.

“By the looks of thinks honey, you’re already up”, as she gawked at my large cock pointing to the ceiling.

I put my hand on her thigh as she put her hand on my backside, sliding her hand all around, gently flicking my cock, now and again. My head was inches away from her breasts. I was staring into her cleavage as she sat next to me. She giggled as she saw my interest. She took her hands away from my body and undid the buttons of her top. Her tits fell out and into my face. “I guess you can have breakfast in bed this morning Jeff”.

“Have you eaten?” I jokingly asked.

She turned her eyes to my stiff cock and asked “Doesn’t look like it?”

I put one hand on her breast. I felt them gently and made sure I had a good go. My mouth was already opened, and my tongue was hanging out. I put my mouth over one of her erect nipples, and softly sucked. Slowly my mouth went over them in circles, and my hand massaged her right breast. They were smooth, and beautiful. They were as large as I dreamed. My hand would gently rub her stomach and backside, but would soon be drawn back to massaging her enormous breasts.

Meanwhile, Sharon had her hand on my cock, massaging it up and down. She couldn’t believe how lucky she was, to have such a young cock in her hands. Every now and then Jeff or Sharon would moan. I was at her breasts for at least 10 minutes, just sucking. Sharon withdrew and stood up as I lay there stroking my hard cock. “Let me suck that big cock” Sharon said as she got on the bed, placed her ass on my chest and started sucking. We were in a 69 position. Her pussy was right at my face and her tits which I could no longer reach, were rested against my stomach. She put her whole mouth over my cock, and sucking it real well. Licking every part and stroking it. I had my tongue out and had a taste of her pussy. She giggled, and the more I licked the harder she sucked my cock.

“Why don’t you get on top?” I asked as Sharon stopped sucking and kneeled on the bed still stroking my cock, with every chance she had. She held my cock, and slowly placed her cunt over it. She started bouncing on me, with her ass clapping against my legs. I held her waist tight, and she bent forward. With one arm holding herself up she had the other arm holding her left breast and directing it towards my mouth. My mouth was wide open as I began to suck. I made these loud sucking noises, especially when the nipple slipped from my mouth, and I would go to the other nipple. They were big nipples. As this was going on, Sharon was still bouncing on me, and I couldn’t take it any longer and came inside her. Her breasts bounced all over the place. “Oh…” and “Ahh” she moaned.

“Ohh baby, that felt so good” Sharon said, as she got off me and stood on the floor. I got up and sat on the edge of the bed. I held her waist, and her breasts were in line with my face. She put her arms around my back and hugged me. My face lay between her tits. My hands just circled her ass.

She let go of me and stood back, looking at my hard cock. She kneeled in front of me, and held her tits. She massaged her tits by pushing then up and down and getting them fluffed up. My cock was right in front of her stiff and pointing her way. “Are you ready baby?” Sharon said as she put each breast around my cock. She stroked my cock with her tits gently, up and down. My cock was caught between her tits.

“Tit fuck Sharon” was all I could say. “Ohh…keep going.” I bent forward and kissed her lips, as she looked up at me. I couldn’t hold it any longer, she was masturbating me with her tits, and so I started cumming all over her them. She pulled back, and showed me her tits. I bent forward and kissed her again.

“That was wonderful” she said as she stood up. I put my head against her chest and she gave me a little hug.

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You sat down in your recliner and turned on the football game. You were half and hour into the game, which was really exciting, when you heard the bed squeak. Seconds later I was walking into the living room. Still in my thong and tank top. I stopped when I saw you and smiled. I was about to say something but yawned first. I stretched my hand over my head and watch as your eye ran from my feet all the way up my body.

“When did you get home?” I asked.

“About a half an hour ago.” You told me, running your eyes along my body again. I could see that faint hunger in your eyes.

“Why didn’t you wake me up?” I asked fake pouting.

“Believe me, I was really close to waking you up, but you looked tired so I figured you need sleep. Plus you look so cute when you sleep.” You smiled at you.

“I wasn’t tired I was just horny so I figured I would sleep till you got home.” I started to walk towards you.

“Oh?” You said in a questioning voice.

“Yeah.” I answered.

I was standing in front of you now and you were looking up at me I leaned forward like I was going to move to kiss you but you were surprised when I got down on my knees.

“You wanna see what I did to you in my latest dream?” I asked in a seductive voice.

“Uh huh.” you said as you nodded your head.

I pushed both of my hands under the hem of your shirt and moved my hands up your stomach, then up your chest. And as I moved my hands back down I ran my nails lightly across your skin. You bit your bottom lip. Then I grabbed your shirt and had to stand up so I could pull it all the way off of you. As I leaned in and pulled up the shirt my breasts were at just the right level, close to your mouth. I threw your shirt aside and before I even realized it you were sucking on one of my nipples through my shirt. It felt amazing but I lightly grabbed your head and pulled it way, moving back down on my knees.

I placed each of my hands on your knee and moved them up, passed your boxers and back again. Then I grabbed the waist band of your boxers and started to pull them down. You moved your hips up so I could pull them all the way down. And once they were down your cock sprang free. Ready and waiting for my hot mouth. I grabbed your cock and ran my tongue from the base to the tip from underneath. As soon as my hot tongue touched you, you moaned a little. I smiled and licked the tip before opening my mouth wide and sticking you dick deep in my mouth. I started moving my head back and forth sucking you hard. You pushed your hands in my hair and lightly pushed my head down, pushing you cock deeper in my mouth, gaging me. But I continued in my act. Then I could feel your pre cum on my tongue.

I pulled you out of my mouth and kissed you. You could tasted the tangy taste of your own pre cum in my mouth. I was soooo turned on and dripping wet. So I stood again, but this time I pulled off my own shirt and panties. I moved on to you, straddling your hips and legs.

I grabbed your hard throbbing cock in my hand and positioned it to the entrance of my slippery wet pussy. I moved my hips down on to you, pushing you deep with in me. My head fell back and I moaned in pleasure. Then I moved back up your staff and brought my head forward and kissed you again. I began moving in an up and down rhythm with a grind thrown in there a few times. I pulled your head to my chest and you pulled one of my nipples into your hot mouth. Each nipple was hard and waiting for you.

I could feel my pleasure growing and I knew that in a short time I would orgasm. But before I know it, you had pulled me up and switched places with me. I was now sitting in the chair and you were standing in front of me.

I looked up at you wondering what you were going to do, then you moved down onto your knees in front of me. I moaned and you spread my leg wide and ran your tongue up my slit.

“I want you to cum in my mouth.” You told me. Then you grabbed each of my legs and began rubbing them as you sucked on my clit. It didn’t take long before I was close to exploding. Your tongue was deep inside me when I came, and I couldn’t help but take hold of your head and hold it to me as I came.

Once I had finished riding my orgasm, I let go of your head. You looked up at me and licked your wet lips that were covered in my juices.

“We’re not done yet.” You said with a sly smile. You quickly grabbed my hips, pulled me toward the edge of the chair and flipped me over. My chest lay on the chair and I was on my knees in front of you. I turned my head to look back at you and you slapped my ass.

Then you grabbed your own cock and pushed it into me. It felt amazing as you pumped in and out of me. I started building towards a second orgasm. You bent over as you continued pumping into me, kissing me along my neck.

“Mmmm….you feel soooo good.” You whispered in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.

Then you started to quicken your pace, moving fast and harder into me. I was about to orgasm again, and hard. And I could tell how close you were to.

I screamed out as I came again and I heard you moan deep in your throat. You pushed into me a few more times, then pulled out and fell over on to the ground, laying on your back. I followed your movement and laid my head on your chest. You wrapped your arms around me and we both drifted off to sleep.

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