I got down on my knees and buried my face between her legs. It was thrilling. Overwhelming. Just minutes ago I’d been a hopeless virgin with no prospect of having sex. Now, I was alone with a sexy, beautiful woman who seemed to want me as much as I wanted her.
Although Maria was very encouraging, I have to admit that I didn’t do a very good job. I managed to lick her enthusiastically, and I even found her clit. She climaxed, but I think that was mainly because she’d been deprived of sex for so many years. It would take a while for me to learn the art of cunnilingus.
“That was nice, Carlos. Very nice,” she said, giving me more credit than I deserved. She rose from the table and saw that my boner returned during the time I ate her pussy. She was happy to see it.
“God, that cock looks sooooooo good,” she said. “Carlos, I need you to fuck me. Please. Give me that cock. Put it in me.”
She reached for my cock, grabbed it, and pulled me closer to her. Maria put the head at the entrance to her passage, then grabbed me by the hips and pulled until my dick slipped inside her.
“Oh!” she said softly when the head popped in place. She urged me to move in and out. Her pussy was wet and ready, and soon I was moving in and out frantically. When I remember that day, I feel embarrassed that I did such a poor job. Maria eventually taught me that women like it when men take it slow – especially at the beginning – but this was the first time I had sex. I didn’t know what I was doing.
Fortunately, I didn’t cum too quickly. Maria had already sucked me off, so I didn’t feel the urge to climax immediately. Instead, I managed to go in and out, in and out, in and out. I wasn’t experienced enough to realize that I needed to do more, so Maria took my hands and placed them on top of her breasts. It was the first time I’d touched a woman’s boobs.
Maria climaxed, and that made me climax, too. She giggled quietly; I could tell she was trying to keep quiet so nobody would hear us outside her office.
“Well! That was pleasant!” she said as she put her panties back on. “I didn’t expect anything like that to happen today! Carlos, you did a fine job making my pussy happy. Very happy! Thank you!”
Maria had a delightful smile on her face, and I felt proud that I put it there. “My husband hasn’t fucked me in ages,” she said. “I’m not sure why I’m telling you that. I’ve never told anyone else. Damn, Carlos, having a nice hard cock in my pussy makes me feel young again!”
“You aren’t old,” I said. “You’re prettier than the girls on campus.”
“What a sweet thing to say,” Maria said. “I go to the gym five days a week, and I never eat more than 1,200 calories a day. I’m doing my best to keep in shape. It’s annoying that my husband doesn’t appreciate all that effort.”
“If I was your husband, I’d appreciate you,” I said.
“I don’t doubt it,” she said. “I think we can probably arrange for you to appreciate me without the benefit of marriage.
“I want to do this again, Carlos. Again and again and again,” Maria said. “I don’t want it to be in my office, though. There’s too much risk of being caught. Besides, I’d much rather have sex in a bed.”
I couldn’t believe what this beautiful older woman was saying. The idea of having more sex with Maria was overwhelming to me. She’d just relieved me of my virginity, and what she was offering seemed too good to be true.
“I can’t take you home, Carlos,” she said. “If we had sex at my house, my husband might notice something out of place. He might come home early from work and catch us in the act. That would cause problems I don’t need. We have to go to your place. Where do you live?”
I explained that I rented a small apartment off campus. Maria announced that she was going to take the rest of the afternoon off so we could drive to my place and have more sex.
And that’s exactly what we did.
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For the next three years, Maria and I had sex several times a week. By the time I graduated, she’d taught me the right ways to make love to a woman.
She did other things for me. Maria made me her little project, helping me figure out ways to make my life better. She bought me new clothes and persuaded me to get rid of what she called my “Walmart wardrobe.” She took me to her hairdresser and got me a better hairstyle. At her suggestion, I went to the student health center and got a prescription for a medicine that cleared up my acne. I got contact lenses and put away my thick eyeglasses.
But the best suggestion she made was for me to go to the gym. The college required that I take some phys ed classes, so I signed up for weightlifting the next semester, and swimming after that. My scrawny body changed almost overnight. I noticed that coeds no longer treated me like I was invisible.
You can’t imagine how grateful I felt for all of Maria’s help. But she helped me in other ways. Maria told me the whole story of her unhappy marriage, and it gave me a lot of insight into my own life experience.
“I was one of the popular girls,” she said, explaining that she came from a well-to-do family. Maria was a cheerleader who dated handsome, popular jocks. She admitted that she used to make fun of wimpy college boys like me.
Her parents were religious conservatives who raised her to remain a virgin until marriage. “That’s really stupid advice, Carlos,” she said. “I protected my virginity in high school, but by the time I got to college, I was so horny I couldn’t wait any longer. I started having sex, but I didn’t do it nearly enough. If I’d had more experience with more men, I wouldn’t have married my idiot husband. Part of the problem was that I was a stuck-up little girl who thought I was too good for guys like you. That was dumb. Dumb dumb dumb.”
Her mother said college was a place where young ladies found husbands, so Maria set her eyes on a handsome young man named Anthony. He was an athlete who came from an affluent family. His father expected Anthony to take over the family accounting business someday, and Maria liked the fact that she’d live in comfort if they got married.
She didn’t pay nearly enough attention to the fact that he wasn’t good in bed. “I was so inexperienced I didn’t know the difference,” she said. “I just thought that he’d learn how to please me.”
But that never happened. They got married, quickly had two kids, moved into a McMansion, and Maria started living like all the other suburban moms. Instead of becoming a better lover, Anthony got worse. He got lazy. Devoted less attention to foreplay. He began climaxing almost immediately, leaving Maria frustrated. As the years went by he got so fat and sloppy that Maria had little desire to have sex with him.
“And then you came along, Carlos,” she said one afternoon after we made love. “You’ve got this nice hard cock, and you’re learning how to use it.”
“I guess it’s all the practice I get with the sexiest woman on campus,” I said.
That made her laugh. “And you always say what I want to hear! Well done, Carlos. We’ll turn you into a ladies’ man yet.”
And that’s what she tried to do. Marie began telling me things she’d wished she’d known when she was my age.
“Don’t get into a serious relationship, Carlos. You’re too young for that,” she said. “My Mama told me to find a husband in college, and I did what she wanted. It ruined my life. Now I’m married to a limp-dicked loser. We’ve got kids, so I can’t just dump his worthless ass.
“If you date a college girl, do your best to get her into bed, but don’t let it get too serious. That is the worst thing you could do for her. She doesn’t need a husband – what she needs is cock. Give her all the cock you can. Teach her what a good cock is supposed to feel like.
“But you would be wise to avoid single girls and look for married women like me. There are all kinds of housewives who haven’t gotten laid in so long they’re desperate for it. If a young man like you began paying attention to them, they’d spread their legs so fast you’d forget all about girls your age.
“And married women won’t get too demanding. They’ll want to come over to your apartment, enjoy some hot sex, and then go away and leave you alone until they need more. Doesn’t that sound better than spending time with some clingy coed who wants more than you want to give?”
“But how do I find married women?” I asked.
“I’ll teach you,” she said.
At that point, Maria rolled over in bed and began sucking on my cock. We’d already had sex. She’d climaxed twice and I’d orgasmed once, but she knew that my 19-year-old dick could recover quickly and give her another serving of cum. As always, she managed to get me hard again very quickly, and soon we were ready for another round.
Maria enjoyed riding me cowgirl style. She liked being in control, and she enjoyed how it felt for me to admire her fit body as I caressed the parts I could reach. She straddled me and impaled her wet pussy on my hard cock.
“Ohhhhh . . . yes . . . that feels sooooo good, Carlos . . .” she moaned. I watched her ride up and down, rubbing her clit against me and getting more excited.
She taught me a valuable lesson I still use today. After she got into the rhythm of riding me cowgirl-style, I reached down and began rubbing her clit with my thumb. That made her gasp with pleasure, and she started moving faster.
“Yes . . . yes . . . I love the way you do that . . . love it . . .” she said.
Just in case you’re wondering, Maria never said she loved me, and I never said I loved her. Although I admit that I quickly developed an overpowering crush on this sexy older woman, I realized that love wasn’t part of our relationship. What we had was sex, respect, sex, fondness, sex, commitment, sex, and sex. Love? Never. It taught me that sex and love are two different things, which might be the most valuable lesson Maria taught me.
report I caressed Maria’s breasts with my free hand as I enjoyed watching her ride me. At 36, she was much older, but her devotion to fitness left her with firm breasts, flat abs, and a tight ass that made my mouth water. She devoted so much time and attention to her hair and makeup that I sometimes imagined I was having sex with a beauty queen. My poor, battered male ego was in bad shape when I met Maria, but nothing made me feel better than watching such a beautiful, refined woman making it obvious that she loved riding my cock.
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