Economics Junior year

I had this microeconomics course with Mrs. Taft. Of all the professors during my college days she was by far the sexiest I ever had. Mrs. Taft, Kelly, was a tall 5'9", lean athletic built, woman who in her early 40's still looked better than most girls at college. To look at her, you would be shocked she had two teenage daughters. Kelly had run track back in her college days and was extremely fit.

She taught from the front of the stadium like classroom. I typically sat a few rows up in the middle. Mrs. Taft on day one made s public announcement to the entire class that she didn't want anyone "hitting" on her trying to get a better grade. She went on to explain former students who had tried and been denied. We all could see the big diamond ring on her finger. She did point out that she was also married but I picked up on the sour tone as to how she stated it. Her class was tough and she barely got anyone to engage her when she presented questions to the class. I liked her style, she was matter of fact and a straight shooting. She didn't like disruptions and kicked two guys who sat in the back for just talking as she lectured. After just four weeks, half the class was gone either to doing poorly on the first exam or her tough teaching style. Mrs. Taft decided to change things up one day and to inspire us to talk, held up a fist full of one dollar bills. She said that she would give us a dollar for each question we got correct. When she asked the first question not one person raised their hand. I looked around and timidly raised my hand knowing the answer. Mrs. Taft smiled and walked up to my seat and handed me a dollar. She had very pretty blue eyes and when she leaned towards me I could see down her red blouse. I am fairly sure she saw my eyes as she gave me a serious questioning stare. She asked another and another and two more dollars went into my hand. After I had answered five straight, she cut me off and stopped asking the class questions. When class ended, she asked if she could have a word with me. I stayed and got funny looks from the other students. Mrs. Taft was packing up her things. She didn't look at me when she asked why I answered her questions in class. I told her that the money was the driving point for me. Besides I had made enough to pay for my dinner on Sunday night, which was a five dollar all you could eat place. I seemed quite chatty and explained how important cheap food was to a poor college student. She had finished packing and looked up at me. She stunned me when she called me by my name! Then she offered to cook me a meal if I was that hungry. She smiled and I froze by how sexy she looked at me. I choked as I said sure not really positive if she was joking or not. She took out a scratch piece of paper and jotted down her address, phone number,and her first name, Kelly. She handed me the paper. As I took it, she placed her other hand on my arm. She sighed heavy and said, "Just as figured, super hard." as she griped my muscled arm firmly. I smiled at her and liked her touching me.

That next night I went to her house. I showed up fifteen minutes earlier than expected. Kelly met me wearing a yellow sundress. It complimented her tan skin tone and it was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra from her nipples sticking out of the dress. She invited me. I was wearing my best buttoned up shirt and shorts. I followed her into the kitchen. It smelled good in there. She offered me a glass of white wine but I turned her down. Kelly worked on a salad and asked me how long I had been working out. I hadn't expected this line of questioning as I noticed the ring on her finger was missing. I told her a few years and explained why I started in the first place. I wasn't huge by any means but felt like I looked good. We talked about sports we played in high school and she shared some of her highlights running track in college. Kelly let me get a glass from a cabinet and I filled it up with water. We sat near the island in her kitchen area talking as she sipped her wine. We started eating the salad she had made and talked. I ate quickly compared to Kelly. She looked a bit shocked by how fast I ate. I apologized but was used to eating with my guy friends and explained we ate all ate fast and probably not the best manners either. She laughed and shared it had been some time since she had had a meal with another man. I gave her a puzzled look. Kelly explained to me that in fact she was no longer married but had been divorced for three years. She only wore the ring and told every class about not wanting to be hit upon. Then she kind of bragged how many times it had happened. She smirked and laughed. Her smirk was really sexy and I am confident that she purposefully leaned towards me with her elbows together to show off her nice cleavage. She pulled out the lasagna from the oven and poured another glass of wine for herself. I watched her closely. She had an amazing ass and I wondered if she had any underwear on not seeing any pantry lines or maybe she had a thong. Kelly spun around and saw my eyes focused down low. "You are a naughty boy aren't you??" I blushed.

Kelly pressed hard asking me if I was seeing one or many girls. I told her I had dated a few girls but wasn't seeing anyone at the moment. She asked what was my longest relationship and then she got sexual asking how many girls I had slept with. She touched my forearm with her fingers gently rubbing me. I was feeling super confident with this sexy older woman and I put my hand over hers as I told her while looking into her eyes. The flirting became two ways and I inquired how many of her students she had been intimate with. She smiled and I knew I wasn't the first one. She playfully side stepped my question by stating it wasn't polite to ask a woman such things. I knew where this was going and I was already getting hard. Kelly moved back over the stove to cut the lasagna. I moved up behind her and put my hands around her tiny waist. She held a sharp knife in her hands as I moved one hand up and one down. Kelly gasped not expecting me to attack her high and low. I groped her left breast from behind and I rubbed her between her legs. Kelly said in a sexual tone voice "do you know I am holding a very sharp knife in my hands?" I moved the long sandy blonde hair from her neck and kissed her as I hummed the answer on her skin.

Kelly put the knife down and braced herself against the stove as I continued to fondle her small breasts and rub her clit. I kissed her neck. Sandy moaned and her head went down as she softly spoke, "I guess we can eat later...." She turned around and she wrapped her skinny toned arms around me and we kissed. Her narrow lips pressed firmly against mine. I grabbed her very nice hard ass in my hands. I hiked up her dress and touched her bare skin. Her ass was warm to the touch as I squatted down and easily picked her up. She wrapped her shapely legs around me as we moved around the kitchen. It was a bit awkward me carrying Kelly in my arms with her directing me to the bedroom. We made it stumbling and bumbling there. I sat her down gently on the edge of the bed. Kelly began to unzip my shorts as I unbuttoned my shirt. She hiked my shorts and underwear down to my ankles. My stiff cock slapped her in the face. Kelly gasped and flinched back to admire my seven extra thick inches with a cut mushroom shaped tip at eye level. She had to lean back and just stare. The look of bewilderment on her face was intoxicating and quite the adrenaline rush for me. I stepped out of my clothes and pulled her up off the bed. Kelly kept looking down and up at me. She raised her arms up and her sun dress slipped over her head. She wore a very tiny yellow thong. With her dress discarded Kelly moved up the bed keeping her eyes locked on what was hanging erect between my legs. She moved up sliding her sexy athletic legs back and forth against each other. I moved up and began to slip her thong off. Kelly stopped me confiding that she didn't want to do oral sex on me. I looked at her, her eyes wavering for the first time unsure if it would be a deal breaker. I gave her a smile and said no problem.

As I pulled her thong off her sexy smooth legs I said,"I hope you don't mind if I do oral to you?" Kelly's eyes widened and she smiled nervously. It was the first time she showed true excitement. She opened her legs and began to rub her tiny clit. I liked how she was shaved down there and I was ready to get to work. Kelly even opened herself up as I put my mouth into her. She slid her hands away and I began to lick her pussy. Kelly moaned in a sultry tone. Her arms reaching up under the pillow her head rested on. I did my best to mix fingering and licking her. Kelly was moaning but not as passionately as earlier. I stopped and looked up at her asking if there was a particular way or thing I could do for her. Kelly beamed as she reached down not expecting this token of affection I had just offered. I then added I want to pleasure you. Kelly snapped back and her true sarcastic personality came to light. She exclaimed that I must say that to all the girls. I smirked back and said wouldn't you like to know. We had a good laugh and then Kelly talked me through and opened herself up. She even guided my fingers where touch. It took longer than expected but we finally got it going. She liked her left breast nipple to be pinched and twisted. Kelly liked to rub just above her clit while I worked my tongue in a circular motion. I had my other hand pinching her lower flaps. Once locked in. Kelly masturbated on herself furiously until she exposed. I hadn't prepared for the amount of spray that erupted out of her tint clit. She rubbed even faster and she moaned as her head bobbed up and down. She talked hyper fast swearing until she stopped. Kelly's head fell back on the pillows. Her whole body had broken into a fine bead of sweat. Her tan body glistened. The bed was now soaked and my face was dripping. Her legs now laid open and quivered from the aftershocks. I wiped the stinging fluids from my eyes and gently used my tongue on Kelly. Her head jerked down at me and she cried out, "are you crazy!!" My tongue inside her pink pussy with her dark flaps open made Kelly moan as she now had both hands rubbing my head. Her legs kicked wildly and she lost temporary control of herself. Her pussy shot a little more juice into my mouth. I swallowed and kept going, enjoying the effects from my oral assault. I did it until Kelly begged me to stop. She was breathing heavy and fast. I wanted to kiss her but wasn't sure if she wanted me to. Instead I kissed up her body. Her flat stomach trembled and tickled her as I licked her body. I kissed her ribs and she jerked hard laughing begging me to stop but really didn't want me to. I sucked on each of her tony breasts, her unproportional large nipples seemed very reseptive! I kissed her neck and was now in position with my cock rubbing up and down her juicy pussy. I looked at Kelly. Her normally straight sandy blonde hair now was curly with persperation looked hot. Her blue eyes looked at me. She pulled me down into her and we kissed. I pushed myself in a little ways. Kelly broke from kissing and pleaded with me to go slow. I pushed in a little and back and then a little more each time. Kelly and I just looked at each other as more inches were passed into her. She made these cute sounds each time I pushed into her. Her breathing was shallow but slow. Then she just swore how great I felt inside her. I totally agreed and with that I pushed every inch into her. Kelly let out a slow long moan her legs wrapped around me. She asked if we could just hold this position and so we did. She groaned in a lower tone and grunted to say how huge I was. To cut the tension, I half joked that she must say that to all the guys. Kelly's hands went immediately to my face. She held me in check looking deeply into my eyes. With an intense stare, Kelly confided that I was actually the first, the only one, and yes, I was the most hung. There was pain in her eyes and they watered up. My smirk feeling became much more somber. She hugged me hard. Her legs wrapped around me even harder as cock was still implanted deeply inside her. The mood had shifted as she released her hold on me and I continued to pump slowly into her. My head was beside Kelly's but we didn't look at each other nor did we say anything. I kept pumping very slowly wondering if I should stop.

I finally propped myself up. Kelly's hand touching my arms. She looked at my arms, then down watching my cock disappeared inside her, then she touched my lean abdomen. It tickled from her light touches. I twitched and laughed which help lighten the mood. I looked at Kelly and apologized for overstepping. She gave me a warm smile and we kissed. The kiss felt much more than just a kiss. When we broke, Kelly looked at me and something felt really different. I wasn't just fucking this sexy older woman who just happened to be my professor. ...there was real connection here. I felt relaxed and Kelly felt the same way! I kissed Kelly softly and told myself I was going to say it after we stopped kissing. I broke away opening my eyes. My mouth was ready and as I was about to say it Kelly reached up placing one finger over my mouth. She spoke in a soothing tone, "I know. You don't have to say it." I was bewlidered, confused, and somewhat relieved. She smiled at me and we continued to fuck slowly for a while longer.

We did speed things up and fluids were exchanged. Kelly and I showered. She wrapped a long towel robe around her body and I wrapped a towel around my waist. We went into the kitchen and reheated the lasagna then ate. We talked much more plainly, not much flirting and enjoyed each other's company. Kelly threw the messy sheets in the washing machine. I helped her put on clean sheets. We moved under the covers, engaged in passionate sex, and fell asleep with me spooning Kelly naked.