Straight Male / 29
When in college as a US vet on the GI Bill, even in my first few months, I heard rumors
about the various instructors. One of them was one of the three women's athletic
instructors who has been a basketball star in her own college years.
She was declared an "obvious lesbian" and the center of derision and
ridicule. She was pointed out to me once. She was somewhat taller than my six feet of
height, wore glasses, square shoulders, no makeup, short hair, flat breast and shapeless
ass. In short, not a candidate for Playboy Magazine. She was also in her mid-thirties,
at least. A the time I was 24.
A year passed and here and there I got to meet her and became friendly, through
my campus activities. I was the editor and reporter on the campus newspaper and
literary magazine. once, we had a holiday party at the campus newspaper office and the athletics
instructor and I found ourselves alone, cleaning up. She was wearing a sweatshirt and
looked a bit younger than she was. At one point, she held a garbage bag open for me
and I found myself staring into her eyes close up. We dropped the garbage and started
kissing. Soon it flowed into abandon and we quickly walked into the back of the cafeteria where
there was a treatment room for injured students. We ripped off our clothes and started
making love, first orally then hard genital action. From that point on for the next two years
we found ourselves engaged sexually hundreds of times, sometimes fucking twice a day,
especially out in my car in the parking lot where half the cars were already rocking away.
I never asked her where she learned all the sexual moves, including her vagina
which seemed trained and would sometimes milk my cock as I drove it into her. I loved
69 with her in the back seat. Most of the winter my car windows were steamed up so
we fucked with abandon. In time she became very attractive to me, as if magically,
her looks had changed. We were often seen together but even my closest friends
had no idea that we were frenzied lovers. We knew that at some time we would both
move on. Upon graduating I moved out West and she remained in her New England
town. We are still friends, albeit, long distance.
about the various instructors. One of them was one of the three women's athletic
instructors who has been a basketball star in her own college years.
She was declared an "obvious lesbian" and the center of derision and
ridicule. She was pointed out to me once. She was somewhat taller than my six feet of
height, wore glasses, square shoulders, no makeup, short hair, flat breast and shapeless
ass. In short, not a candidate for Playboy Magazine. She was also in her mid-thirties,
at least. A the time I was 24.
A year passed and here and there I got to meet her and became friendly, through
my campus activities. I was the editor and reporter on the campus newspaper and
literary magazine. once, we had a holiday party at the campus newspaper office and the athletics
instructor and I found ourselves alone, cleaning up. She was wearing a sweatshirt and
looked a bit younger than she was. At one point, she held a garbage bag open for me
and I found myself staring into her eyes close up. We dropped the garbage and started
kissing. Soon it flowed into abandon and we quickly walked into the back of the cafeteria where
there was a treatment room for injured students. We ripped off our clothes and started
making love, first orally then hard genital action. From that point on for the next two years
we found ourselves engaged sexually hundreds of times, sometimes fucking twice a day,
especially out in my car in the parking lot where half the cars were already rocking away.
I never asked her where she learned all the sexual moves, including her vagina
which seemed trained and would sometimes milk my cock as I drove it into her. I loved
69 with her in the back seat. Most of the winter my car windows were steamed up so
we fucked with abandon. In time she became very attractive to me, as if magically,
her looks had changed. We were often seen together but even my closest friends
had no idea that we were frenzied lovers. We knew that at some time we would both
move on. Upon graduating I moved out West and she remained in her New England
town. We are still friends, albeit, long distance.
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