0 comments/ 58796 views/ 31 favorites Soccer-Mom: Stud from Frat House By: KissedMany Hi, my name is Dorothy and I am a true 'Soccer Mom.' I live in suburbia as a stay-at-home mom and my 6 year-old son is really in a soccer league. My 3 year-old daughter will surely play too when she gets older. A few months ago, I had an amazing sexual experience at a swingers club with my husband Frank, that transformed my attitudes towards sex. Before, I was Miss Goody Two shoes but now I am a fox or as the young men I have been with say, a MILF. I have been writing in Literotica about my erotic adventures since my first swing party. Please read the previous episodes to get an idea how my sex life has changed for the better. Let me describe myself. I am 33 and have red hair, very red hair, that's a bit curly and falls to my shoulders. Before I started shaving my pubic hair, I could have proved I was a real red head. Physically, I have been told I am attractive. Once when I was in college, a fellow from a modeling agency gave me his card and said I was beautiful. I am five foot seven inches tall and weigh 128 pounds. My bra size is 36C and I must say my breasts are magnificent. We have some exercise equipment in the basement and it keeps me fit though I have put on three pounds since my school days. In school, some of the best looking guys chased me for dates. When I was working, men would flirt with me. It boosted my ego. As a mom, that just didn't happen anymore until I had my swing experience. Now, guys at the swing club flirt with me openly and I have had some sexual adventures with good looking guys that tell me I am beautiful. Why would they lie? Haha. You and I KNOW why they'd lie! This is the seventh installment recording my sexual journey. The first three are at the swingers club. The fourth was about my meeting with my son's soccer coach. I found that flashing my pussy to him got me soundly fucked by a real he-man. The fifth installment had me at a frat house fulfilling the MILF sex dream of a university student named Chuck, from my neighborhood. Cell phone photos of the orgy have had frat boys calling and blackmailing me for hot sex. Unbeknownst to the young men, I am now a sex-hungry fox, and loving the variety of sexual adventures. The sixth story is about my neighbor, Silvia, frat-boy Chuck's mother, blackmailing me into having a lesbian encounter. We became good friends. Then Silvia filled in for me with two frat studs and would-be blackmailers in town with a lust for MILF sex. She tells me what happened. This episode is me sharing with Silvia the details of the first fuck-session I had with a young man who thought he was blackmailing me. It's only fair to share my experience since she shared hers. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for editing it. ***** Silvia and I are on my patio beside our pool drinking margaritas and having 'girl talk'. Silvia, that story about you and those two students was so horny that my pussy is just soaked. Let me tell you about my first experience with a frat boy calling me up after I came back from the trip to the state's capital and the orgy at the university frat house there. Out of the blue, I get a phone call at home. It was a young man who said, "Hello, is this Dorothy?" I replied yes and he went on, "My name is not important. What is important is that you listen carefully to every word I am about to say." I had been watching a soap opera on afternoon TV. I hit the mute button and listened intently to what he was saying. "I have a series of pictures of you at our university frat house performing a number of explicit sex acts. I want to meet you and have sex with you. If you don't agree to this, I'll send the photos to your husband, his work and your neighbors. I'm not kidding. Do you understand?" I hesitated in a bit of shock but finally said yes. "Okay, here is the drill. I want you to meet me at the bar in the Hyatt Hotel on Lancaster Avenue tonight at eight o'clock. Wear nice clothes and sexy panties. Do you understand and agree to my conditions?" I replied affirmatively again. So Silvia, a phone call and three 'yeses" later, I had myself a booty call with a young man. It was shocking and exhilarating at the same time. I had been a bit worried that fellows had taken cell phone pictures of me sucking and fucking at the frat party but I never thought some boy would call up and blackmail me. But I had made my bed and now I would have to lay in it. Or I guess you could say, get 'laid' in it! The more I thought about it as the hour approached, the more I got turned on. You said the same thing happened to you. I started fantasizing about what he looked like and how he would act. I even went on the internet and visited a gay porn site that had a section on nude well-endowed student hunks. After watching that for an hour while stroking my pussy, I was in heat. I feared I might rip my student caller's clothes off the moment I got him alone. I tried on a number of dresses before choosing one that wasn't too sexy but not prudish either. I'm sure the boy's fantasy was to have sex with a MILF and that, in his mind, included his former teachers and ladies in his neighborhood growing up. Since he was going to be fulfilling my fantasy of fucking a young man, it was only right that I do my best to act out his. So I settled on a flowery, bright yellow summer dress that showed some nice cleavage but not too much. It buttoned up the front and I found a bra that undid at the front as well. This would give the young man easy access to my breasts, which Silvia, I must say are still very perky. I have to admit I stood there and tweaked my nipples for a few minutes and envisioned him doing the same. I almost had an orgasm right then. The bottom part of the dress was a bit tight around my buns but that's okay since they are very tight from my time in my basement gym. I put a great deal of thought into the panties I would wear. He especially said he wanted sexy panties. I tried to envision what a young man would think is sexy on a MILF. I eliminated a thong right away. Much too slutty. Young guys would never even expect us 'older' ladies to have those. Simple big white granny panties were obviously out. Finally, I found the perfect pair in the Brazilian style. They were yellow satin with a black lace border and a see-through black net crotch so transparent that I could see the camel-toe notch of my pussy very clearly when I stood in front of my full-length mirror. I must admit that I dipped my hand under the soft fabric and stroked my pussy lips as I imagined a young man's hands stroking me. I put on a bit of makeup but not too much. However, I did put quite a bit of powder on my chest and cleavage. I knew he would be staring down there and I wanted to show off my assets in the best way. I told Frank I was going 'out with the girls'. He hardly even looked up from the baseball game on TV. The drive downtown to the hotel took a bit of time but I was relieved that the meeting place was not close to home. The bar was easy to find and as I crossed the hotel lobby, my heart was beating out of my chest. Here I was, a grown suburban housewife going to hook up and have sex with a young man I had never met. It dawned on me how far I had come since my shyness at the first night in the swing club just a short time ago. I looked around in the darkened bar and a young man in a back booth waved to me. My heart leapt to my throat. He was a gorgeous, well dressed young man. When I neared the table, he moved to the other side and to the back of the small booth to make room for me to sit on his left. We were in a secluded corner with our backs to the room. "Hello, my name is Roderick and you must be Dorothy." I nodded yes and clasped my hands on the table. He seemed nervous. My guess is that he was in his early twenties and had a good upbringing. He was tall and well built. He wore grey slacks, a light blue business shirt and a dark blue blazer with a crest on the pocket. He was handsome in a wholesome way with light brown hair and clean shaven. "That's a very nice dress." Oh my God, I thought he is so polite! But his eyes darted away nervously. He was obviously a bit shy. "You remind me so much of a teacher I had in high school. She was very beautiful too." My god, Silvia, I just instantly wanted to eat him up. The waiter came over and asked if we wanted a drink. Roderick said, "Sure. Give me a Seven and Seven." He looked at me and said, "Please order what you want." I asked for a glass of white wine. During this break, I was able to quickly access the situation. Roderick sounded controlling on the phone, likely because he built up his courage before dialing. Now, with me here in person, he was bit timid. This was not good. I wanted him masculine and he-man and me feminine and a boy-toy. So a plan popped up in my MILF brain to get him confident and in charge. When the waiter left, I turned to the boy and said, "Oh please, I beg you don't release those photos of me. I am so ashamed of how I acted that night. It's not like me. I should never have smoked that marijuana cigarette. Please, please. I will do anything you ask. Just don't send those vile photos to anybody. It would ruin me. I could see his backbone stiffen and a little smile break out on his lips as I pleaded. God, Silvia, if these guys only knew how our devious female minds worked! Now he brazenly looked down at my chest. I subtly pulled my elbows a bit closer and my tits got a bit of a lift. He shifted closer to me and slid his left arm along the top of the booth behind me. When his knee touched mine, I felt an electric shock. I could smell his very musky cologne. I wanted to grab his crotch but forced myself to keep up the timid housewife act. It seemed the best way to get a good, solid fucking later. The waiter arrived with our drinks. As soon as he left, the boy shifted even closer so that our bodies and thighs were touching. He took his left hand off the top of the booth and slipped it onto my shoulder. I kept my hands clasped in front of me without moving like a timid housewife that was allowing him to do and feel anything he wanted. He nervously looked over my shoulder at the rest of the room and then slipped his right hand over the dress covering my left breast. My goodness, it felt great. My heart was beating out of my chest. I am sure he felt it. As first, he was still but when I did nothing to stop him, he started massaging my breast very lightly. He started to breathe heavier as he got more excited. I stole a glance at his handsome face and his eyes were glued to the action of his hand on my chest. I looked down and saw a distinct tent in his slacks. My mouth watered. I could feel my pussy getting wet and engorged. I was getting a bit crazy with lust and the boy was moving us along so slowly. I decided to help him a bit by saying, "Oh Roderick you are such a naughty boy. I know you will want to unbutton my dress but when you do that, please be careful that nobody sees. I would just die of embarrassment." He virtually leapt at my buttons and quickly exposed my light yellow lace bra. He slipped his hand into the cup and under my breast, cupping it. I closed my eyes in shear pleasure as he groped me with what seemed like an inexperienced hand. Rather than undo the front clasp, he pushed the cup down and out popped my breast. His breath was hot on my neck. My instinct was to grope his crotch in return but I kept my hands together continuing my timid role. I couldn't stop my knees rubbing together very slightly but continually to give my girlie parts a tiny bit of needed friction. He panted and whispered, "You have such beautiful breasts, Dorothy. Is it alright if I call you Dorothy? I nodded yes. "Thanks," he acknowledged. What a perfect young gentleman, I thought. Once again, I just wanted to eat him up. He moved his hand to the hem of my dress. I knew he was going for my crotch next. I couldn't wait. But I need to keep up my shy act. In my meekest voice I whispered, "Please Roderick, may I please do up my dress? I feel so exposed." He replied, "Sure, put your tit back in your bra and pull your dress shut but don't do up the buttons yet. I might want to take another feel." "Yes, sir." I hoped I wasn't going too far with the timid act but all the blood in his smart university schooled brain was now throbbing in his equipment below. He wasn't thinking too clearly. His hand went to the hem and under as he slipped his warm, soft had up my bare thigh. Silvia, my legs just wanted to shoot open like a harlot but I knew I had to keep up my fucking timid act. It took all my resolve to keep my knees together. He looked back over my shoulder for anyone coming our way as he slipped his hand much too slowly up my legs to the Y where my panties covered my sensitive pussy. I hoped he couldn't feel the growing wet spot there. Or maybe he didn't have enough experience to know what that meant. With a huskier voice he said, "Open your legs. I want to feel everything." Thank goodness, I thought. I did as instructed and his index finger dipped down the lace of my panties along the slit between my pussy lips. I could feel my nostrils flare when he stroked the hyper-sensitive area up and down. My mind was in a tizzy of how to ask him to dip his hand under the shear silky material and still keep my shy blackmailed, reluctant act going. I couldn't think of anything remotely reasonable. I didn't want to shock the lad with my mature lust. I just had to wait, hope and pray that he would take the plunge. All of a sudden, he pulled his hand back and pulled the hem down to a decent level. I could hear the waiter's footsteps and did up the buttons on my top. "How are you folks doing over here?" Roderick piped up, "We're fine. In fact, we're just leaving. This should cover the bill." He handed the waiter a twenty dollar bill. The drinks were untouched on the table. "Thank you very much sir. That is very generous." The waiter knew that amount gave him a good tip. Roderick leaned into me and I knew that he wanted us to leave. I thought, thank goodness let's get somewhere where we can get down and dirty. Silvia, much longer playing 'Tickle the Pussy' and I would have straddled him cowgirl on the spot. He took my hand and we trotted quickly to the hotel elevators. He was in a big hurry but he didn't know that I was in just as big a rush to experience the pleasures of his body. Another couple got on in front of us. As we waited for our floor, my hot student stud secretly massaged my ass as I stood meekly with my hands clasped in front. I had to shift from one foot to the other to give my cunny lips some needed friction. But I remained the conservative, suburban MILF for the benefit of his fantasy. Actually I was getting turned on playing the roll and watching him get bolder at each stage. At our floor, we rushed to the door of our room and I could see his hand shake as he put the plastic card in the door slot. The instant the green light signaled all clear, he threw open the door and pulled me in. He immediately pulled me close with both hands and snuggled his mouth into the area of my neck beneath my ear. He dropped both hands to my ass-cheeks and massaged them frantically. Dear girl, did that feel fucking great. The room was dark. I turned on the light because I wanted to see every part of this young man's beautiful body. I placed my hands on his chest. "Oh Roderick, please be gentle. You are so strong." I wanted to slow him down a bit. The last thing I wanted was a 'Slam Bam, Thank You Ma'am" He stepped back and removed his jacket while ogling my chest hungrily. I wanted to open my buttons and expose my breasts to him but that was too slutty. I knew I had to wait for his directions. "I thought I told you not to button that dress up." Nice to see him taking charge again. "I'm sorry. It's just that all of a sudden we were in public. Here let me make it right. I'm so sorry." I unbuttoned the front of my dress down to my waist. I could see his eyes watching intently. I opened the sides and Silvia, I couldn't help myself, I went further, unasked and opened the clasp holding the cups together and bared my breasts totally to his young eyes. My nipples were as hard as diamonds and erect like nothing I had experienced before. "Is that okay now, Roderick?" I blushed a real blush as his eyes drilled into my chest. He made an animal sound in reply and stepped forward and cupped a breast in each hand, then massaged and tweaked them. I'd heard of women who said they could have an orgasm by feeling their breast alone and I never believed it. But at that moment I almost had the big O. If he'd continued fondling me a bit longer, I'd have gone over the edge for sure. But he stood back again and said, "Take off your dress." I looked at him meekly and said. "Do I really have to?" "Yes, I want to see your body. Take it off." I could see him puff up his chest when he gave that order. Right on, I thought. I am just your boy-toy now. I slowly peeled down the top of my dress and removed my lacy bra. He licked his lips as I did this. I undid a few more buttons on the front of the dress and turned around shyly and stepped out of it and put it on a nearby chair. When I turned back to him, I modestly put an arm in front of my bare breasts and a hand in front of my panties. When he didn't order me to drop my hands, I decided to do that on my own, faking some reluctance. When I exposed myself, his eyes widened in his excitement and lust. I suspected he had not seen very many naked women live and up close. He looked me up and down brazenly and soon his eyes settled on my crotch. My pussy was virtually gushing and I could smell the musky odor of my love juice in the air. "Thanks for wearing such sexy panties like I asked. They look very pretty. I want them as a souvenir. Please pass them to me." "Yes, sir." I bent at the waist with my breasts hanging down and I peeled the expensive, erotic panties down and off my legs. I held them out towards him and he surprised me by bringing them to his nose and inhaling deeply. What an erotic, primal thing to do. I blushed deeply and it was no act. I stood and waited in eager anticipation as he stared at my pussy. "You have a very nice body, Dorothy. Please turn around." I turned and stopped so he could take a good look at my butt. Thank goodness I had kept in shape over the years. "Wow. Very nice ass. Just stay facing the wall for a minute." I could hear him getting quickly undressed. When the sound of his undressing stopped, I started to turn around. He spoke quickly, "No, not yet." Then I could hear the unmistakable sound of him jerking off. My guess is that he was stroking himself to surprise me with a stiff erection. "Okay. You can turn around now." Roderick was standing there, naked as the day he was born. He had a very fit body, not ripped but very nice. His penis was a good size and stiff as granite. I was right. He is likely in some sort of sport, my guess, swimming. He had a boyish grin of discomfort as to what to do next so I helped by taking his hand and leading him to the king sized bed. I pulled the bedspread off onto the floor and climbed onto the cool, white sheets. He followed without saying a word. I lay on my back and he lay beside me propped up on one elbow and looking down at me like a lover. Pinch me, Silvia. It was like my first motel sex session when I was the same innocent age as him. At this point, he just looked my body up and down. Then he gave a kind of growl like some sort of dam had burst in the primal region of his brain and grabbed my breast rather hard. I was so fucking horny that I was willing to go any way he wanted, slow, fast, suave or rough just get me to the promised land! He dipped his head to my chest and sucked my nipple into his hot mouth. He sucked so deeply that it gave me a sharp pain along with a surge of pleasure that literally sent a bolt of electricity to my pussy. I groaned loudly and grasped the back of his head. He shifted to the other breast and repeated his actions. I yelled, "Yes, YES!" This emboldened him more. He moved his hand to my knee and Silvia, the act was over. My legs spread open wide on their own like an Olympic gymnast on a balance beam. He chuckled and moved his hand up to my pussy and rubbed it in an inexperienced but bloody great way. Then I could feel him slip two fingers and then three into my wet vagina. I bucked my hips instinctively and he pumped the fingers in and out of my love hole. It was crazy making. Soccer-Mom: Stud from Frat House I screamed, "Yes, yes. That feels fucking great! Oh baby. Yes, yes." I looked up into his handsome face and then I had a mind-blowing orgasm as I grabbed his hand with both of my own to make sure he didn't take his fingers out until I had milked the moment for all it was worth. He was looking deeply into my eyes as I came. I am sure he was amazed at seeing MILF lust for the first time. I quickly recovered and kissed his nipples, his stomach and all the way down to his hard cock. I kissed it enthusiastically. Goodbye shy housewife, hello unleashed fox. I slipped the circumcised head into my mouth and twirled my tongue around it. He groaned, "Fuck lady, you sure know how to suck cock." He had his own ideas and got to his knees, put two pillows under my head and shifted to my head so that my lips were even with his weapon. Maybe he wasn't so inexperienced after all. He moved his cock-head towards my lips and I opened and gobbled his length. I could feel it bump the back of my throat but I had learned at the swingers club how not to gag when that happens. He leisurely started fucking my face. In and out. In and out. I could feel his balls hitting my chin at the end of each in stroke. I felt his dick get very hard and I prepared myself for a giant load of cum but he pulled out suddenly and looked down at me. He likely wanted to slow down and not cum too soon. Great idea, I thought. I wanted his hard cock in my pussy. "Give my balls a good lick MILF. And make sure their real wet." Of course, I complied. Most of the men at the swingers club shave their balls but Roderick had a very hairy sack. But I licked it until it was glossy with my saliva. He continued, "Now for a little MILF fucking." He pulled the pillows from under my head and scurried on his knees to relocate between my legs. I looked up at this young handsome stud kneeling over me between my legs and eyeing my pussy with lust with a hard cock sticking up, ready for action. Silvia, it was one of the horniest moments of my life. I reached my hands up to him so he would know I wanted him to fuck me. I didn't want him to hold back. He fell forward onto me with most of his weight on his elbows and knees. Just the right amount of skin on skin. The tip of his cock was searching for my love canal and to help him, I reached down between our bodies and lodged the tip in the opening of my vagina. He instantly growled and thrust, balls deep into my center. He started thrusting in double time. I grabbed his ass and held on while bucking my hips in sync with him. Holy fuck, Silvia, it was un-fucking-believable to experience young, frantic, hot lust. He just kept slamming and ramming his cock into my pussy with all the energy of youth combined with primal instincts. Thank god, my vagina was so wet that his staff pistoned into me with total slick pleasure. His thick cock kept a continuous friction on my clit as it traveled in and out. That sent me on a crazy magic carpet ride of lust. I was screaming. "Yes baby. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Do me baby. Do me." Soon I was having orgasm after orgasm. It came in tsunami wave after tsunami wave. It was overwhelming. I thought I would die of pleasure. Suddenly, he went rigid and started growling garbled words, and huffing and panting with a strained look on his face. He had slammed his cock to the deepest part of me and just froze as his manhood jerked in spasms. I could feel a load of hot semen fill my vagina and trickle down the crack of my ass. He then rolled off me, panting and put his forearm over his eyes as he silently lay on his back. I felt a cold breeze on my chest and hips from the sweat of our workout. "Oh Dorothy, you are the greatest. That was the most intense orgasm of my life. Thank you. Thank you." Once again, I could just eat him up. I looked down at his delicious body as he lay on his back with his eyes covered. His heaving chest soon slowed as he recovered quickly from the extreme fucking we had just enjoyed. I could see his cum slicked cock lay limply to one side on his thigh. I had an urge to lick it clean but that might shock the young fellow. I sure hoped that the Cosmopolitan articles about young men getting another erection soon after cumming were right. I wanted a more leisurely fuck to complete this great experience. I snuggled up beside him silently and placed my hand on his smooth muscular stomach. I didn't know what was going to happen next, but I was in no hurry to leave the side of this young hunk. After about fifteen minutes of quiet repose, I went to the bathroom to pee and wash my pussy as best I could. I knew the semen load was so great that I might be leaking for hours. I was a bit embarrassed by the loud tinkling of the pee hitting the water in the toilet. It seemed to resonate in the tiled walls and ceiling of the bathroom. After all, Roderick was basically a complete stranger. I returned to lay at his side. He said nothing and just lay on his back with his forearm over his eyes. He seemed to be thinking deeply. A few minutes later, he also got up and I could hear his strong stream of urine hitting the water of the toilet. Then, I could hear the faucet in the sink. The nice, refined boy was likely washing his love-making equipment as every man should after sex. His cock swung limply as he walked back to our bed. Sure enough, I could see it was still wet from the washing. He snuggled in beside me with a concerned look on his face. "Dorothy, I am really feeling badly about blackmailing you into having sex with me. Please forgive me. It's just that one of my horniest fantasies is being with an beautiful older lady like yourself and when I told my friend and fraternity brother, Chuck, he suggested I contact you. He told me what to say to get you to be with me. I feel really bad about it" I couldn't let him come away with a bad feeling when I knew he helped me fulfill my own fantasy about being with a young horny stud like him. I also didn't want to admit to him that I was a scheming fox that was enthusiastic even before I met him. I thought of a way to help him conquer his guilt at the same time as keep the door open for future fuck-sessions. "Roderick, please do not be sad. I have really enjoyed my time with you. It's true that I was shocked and reluctant when you called and made your demands, but being with you has been very nice. When we were making love, I got swept up in the passion and forgot all my inhibitions. You helped me with that. Thank you very much. I placed my hand on his stomach to comfort him. "You mean I wasn't hurting you when I lost control? I heard you moaning. But even when I thought I was hurting you, I couldn't stop fucking your pussy. My body seemed to have a mind of its own." "No Roderick, I was loving it. You turned me on so much that I lost my usual morals. I was overwhelmed and my body also had a mind of its own. I can't believe I was holding your ass to urge you on when you mounted me and were thrusting your penis into my vagina. Don't you remember me hold on to your ass while you were doing me. That's when you know your woman is enjoying it." "Really? Wow. Good to know." "Just being beside you with no clothes on makes me want you to make love to me again. I feel so slutty. It's your fault but I can't help myself. You can do me again whenever you feel ready. I would really like that. Is there anything sexual that you would like to try with me?" "Are you serious, Dorothy?" I slipped my hand down below his waist and cupped his hairy balls. This was a better confirmation than a simple yes. His cock immediately started to come to life. My mouth watered at the thought of how it would taste and feel on my tongue. "Oh. Okay. Sure. I always wanted to try doggy style. Would that be okay?" I didn't want to rush things this time. This was too much fun. But my goal was to have him just as frenzied and thrusting into my pussy and just as hard. "Sure, Roderick, that's one of my favorite positions. But we don't have to rush right into that. We can do a lot of things to get ready. Why don't you just lay back and relax while I show you how a mature woman can give you pleasure." I put two pillows under his head so he could better watch me go down on him. I have become such an exhibitionist since going to the swing club. I love it when a man watches me as I suck his dick. I would love it if there was a dozen men around the bed watching me suck this nice young man's cock. I kissed his ear and whispered, "Just relax and let me make you feel good." I reached down and took the shaft of his flaccid penis and wrapped my right hand around it. We both looked down at my hand as I gently stroked the skin on the shaft. I whispered in his ear, "Hmmmm. Your cock feels so nice. I just love to stroke it. It makes me feel sooooo dirty" It was rising nicely as I continued. "How does that feel?" A bit breathlessly he says, "Oh that feels real good." His staff was soon pointing straight up to the ceiling and I gave it a few more strokes from the base where I could feel his soft pubic hair on the lower edge of my hand all the way up to the circumcised head. I could see a bead of clear precum at the opening at the top. I rolled my thumb over the head and swirled the slick liquid all around the sensitive head. The university student gave a little moan. "Is this the way you masturbated when you were thinking about fucking me?" He said nothing and just watched my hand stroking his dick. It was getting very hard and it felt like velvet sliding over granite. "Oh Roderick, feeling your penis is turning me on so much. I just have this giant urge to suck it. It's something I don't even do with my husband but for some reason I am drawn to do it now. Maybe I shouldn't. You will lose all respect for me." I wanted to play the prudish soccer-mom that is consumed with passion and goes beyond her usual limits. "No, no Dorothy. I wouldn't think badly of you at all. No way." With that I slid down between his legs where I lay on my stomach and elbows looking up at his face and his stiff cock. I circled my hand on the staff and while looking into his eyes, licked and kissed his balls. His eyes opened wide with surprise and pleasure. When I engulfed the engorged head in my mouth, he closed his eyes and a look of complete ecstasy went over his face. I decided not to stroke him while I sucked since he might cum too quickly and I wanted a good fucking. My pussy was getting drenched again. "Silvia, did you get this turned on when you sucked your students' dicks? I thought so. It's impossible not to get turned on." I licked the shaft up and down like a big popsicle with my flat tongue and every once and a while, I would suck the end of his cock and swirl my tongue around the head. My pussy was burning and needed a stiff cock to quell the fire. I rose and shifted so that my knees were on each side of his waist. It was time to ride his manhood. He opened his eyes and stared at my breasts as I reached under and aimed the head of his weapon into the opening of my vagina. I lowered my body and it slipped easy in until I could feel his balls in the crack of my ass. Silvia, that cock felt fucking great. I looked into his face and saw a bit of shyness or surprise at my forwardness. I needed to bolster him up again. "Oh Roderick, you big stud. You have turned me into a real slut. This is all your fault. But I can't help myself. You can do anything to me and I can't stop you. If you wanted to feel my breasts that would be great." He took the hint and grabbed a boob in each hand and massaged them deeply. It felt super. "Yes, yes. That feels great. What has come over me? You are making me into a real slut. Oh, please be gentle." I knew I was overdoing it but I also knew his brain was clouded by a ton of testosterone. I leaned back while impaled and my pussy lips split open, exposing my engorged clit. I was going to rub it myself and then I had a better idea. "Roderick, look down at how enflamed my clit is. Could you please rub it? Please. Your cock is making me crazy." He reached down and twirled his thumb over the wet nub. The combination of that and his hard dick in my cunny, sent me over the edge to a glorious, powerful orgasm. I must have scared him with my screams but he did well to keep on rubbing my clit until it became unbearable and I seized his wrist and pulled his hand away. I then hugged him closely while still impaled on his cock and thanked him profusely. That was no act. "Oh baby, what have you done to me? You have turned me into a cock-loving slut. Oh my, heavens. What have you done? Would you like to mount me and fuck me doggy-style?" He nodded enthusiastically. Now was the time for his doggy-style fantasy but I needed a bit of time for my girlie parts to settle down. An idea sprang into my mind that fit my exhibitionist side and his young curiosity. I rose my bottom off his cock and turned around so that my knees were still beside his knees. Then I went down on all fours and with my bottom only a couple of feet from his eyes, he could see my entire ass and pussy area clearly and up close. I wanted a breather and I wanted him super horny. "Oh Roderick, take a good look at the pussy you are going to fuck. Look at how much you have turned me on." I reached under with my hand and spread the inner red lips surrounding the opening to my vagina. The young man likely hasn't been this up close to a woman's sexual equipment. "Use me. Use my pussy Roderick. I'm yours." Looking under and between my legs at his face, I saw his eyes concentrating on my cunny. He reached a hand out and I could feel his fingers stroke the lips and then a finger went into my wet love canal. When I didn't move, he likely knew that he could do anything. He brazenly began to feel my entire crotch area, even my ass-hole. I could see his manhood getting very erect and I knew something was building. Some good fucking was about to happen. Sure enough, he made an animal grunt and then pushed me forward. He then scurried behind me to his knees. I knew and welcomed the fact that the boy would now experience a doggy-style fuck for the first time. I put my chest to the bed and spread my legs to give him a clear path to his target. He put his hands on my hips and moved into position. I felt the tip of his dick a bit low of the right spot so I spread my legs a bit to adjust. I grasped a handful of sheet in each hand and prepared to be penetrated. The head of his penis is large and it took some pushing before the walls opened suddenly and he thrust in balls-deep. Silvia, I swear I could literally see stars, the pleasure was so great. "Oh Rod baby, your cock feels so good. Do me. Use me lover." Nowadays, I love talking dirty when I am getting fucked and girl, was I getting fucked with a capital F. He rammed his dick into me so hard my body rocked with every thrust. It dawned on me that other than a few animal noises, he never said anything when he was in a passionate frenzy. Likely too shy. I decided to help him out. "Tell me how my pussy feels baby. Go ahead. How does it feel to fuck my MILF pussy?" He spoke up, "Your pussy feels great, so motherfucking great. I can see my cock going in and out of your pussy. Wow. That looks incredible." "Well, baby it feels incredible for me too. Don't stop. Don't stop fucking my pussy. Use me." He picked up his pace and slammed into me with mindless exuberance. He chanted "FUCK" with every thrust. The room rang out with, "FUCK,FUCK,FUCK, FUCK,FUCK,FUCK, FUCK,FUCK,FUCK, FUCK,FUCK,FUCK." as he pounded home. I was having multiple orgasms that left me breathless. Finally he froze and let out a long, "FFFFFUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKK" and came inside of me. We fell in a sweating heap onto the bed. We dozed off for an hour or so. I had to get home so I dressed after checking myself in the hotel bathroom for love bite marks. I told Roderick to call me any time he was in town but not to tell anyone how he made me into a "cock-loving MILF." I do hope he calls. So Silvia, that is my horny student stud story. Aren't I a cock-loving MILF? What the hell. I'm loving it.