Falling In Love When I Was In College

My summer job in Alaska took me up river to a white water rafting business. I started by learning the ropes, and helping with the gear, making sure the guests were properly wearing their life jackets and cold water gear. If they fell in, the current would take them, and the near freezing water would kill them. They signed waivers, and I worked the desk.

Nature made me skinny and fit, not enough tits to fill a hand, and a pussy that couldn't get enough attention. A horny bitch pretty much covered it, especially out there with the lumberjack guys everywhere. But my boss, the woman who ran the place had me sleeping in her room with her and didn't allow the 'boys' any where near me. She was a rather typical middle aged woman, 43 I think at the time. In her youth she had really nice tits, but now she couldn't pass the pencil test. She wore a hairy bush, and didn't shave her legs. She was out there where men fucked bears, why not a hairy woman.

I loved my pussy bare and I spent a lot of time grooming my pussy and shaving my legs and pits and she shaved my butt crack, but not before exacting a charge by fingering my butthole. Once she put some 'jelly' on her finger and got her finger in up to her knuckle. It felt good, especially because it was a woman. I learned how to keep her pussy happy, how to kiss her. I would lay on the bed and she laid back with her legs open. I used both hands to comb her pubes back exposing her slit for licking. She was a wet one and once her juices started flowing I drank every bit of it that I could lick up our of her vagina.

There was a reason why she didn't want me near any boys and I agreed with her. I found out that I liked having sex with her and that it was far better than some jerk pounding on you. It was my 'best' summer. By the time the summer was over and we had our last all night girl party, I left with tears in my eyes promising to be back next summer.

I went back to college, but I just could not get the energy up to kiss anyone. I had left her up there, and all I wanted was to go see her. I wrote her long love letters, that took ten days to get to her. She wrote me equally long love letters, how she was stuck inside in the winter. It wasn't possible in those days to send pictures of our love nest to each other, so we spent a lot of ink describing how lonely our pussies were for each other.

When Spring broke the following year, I put my gear together and headed north, by plane, by bus and by train, and then in the back of a pickup truck until I got to her. I got down on my knees and pushed my face up into her crotch and she held me tightly. "Baby girl, you came back to Mommy". Yes I did.