A College Man Can Be Handy to Have Around the House

In college, I moved off campus junior year and found a place with a woman in her fifties named Donna. She was divorced and lived alone, so she rented rooms out to students. She had dark hair and a slightly curvy figure with big boobs.

One night I walked into the living room and she was sitting watching TV. I sat down to join her. I smelled her womanly scent and began sneaking peeks at her bare crossed legs, shapely under a tight black skirt. She wore a white blouse stretched tight across her boobs. I shifted uncomfortably, trying to hide my hard-on.

A steamy sex scene came on the TV, and my erection got even bigger. I decided to sneak to the bathroom to relieve myself, but Donna said, “If I were you, honey, I’d slip off my pants before I broke my fly.” I blushed, and that amused her. “Have you ever had a woman?” she asked teasingly.

“Yes,” I said, “but it’s been a long time.”

“Come here,” she said.

Nervously, I went and stood in front of her. She reached for my hips and pulled me closer. Then she undid my jeans and pushed them to the floor. Looking at the tent in my underwear, she asked if she could get it out. I nodded. She peeled my jockeys down. My cock sprang into her face. She cupped my balls and stroked my cock. Then she kissed my balls and the tip of my cock and ran her tongue up and down the shaft.

“Mmm,” she purred. “I like your cock.”

She engulfed me in her mouth and reached around and held on to my ass. She pumped her mouth back and forth as she sucked me vigorously. She must have realized I was getting close, because she looked up in my eyes and began to hum. It drove me insane. I began fucking her mouth involuntarily. My climax exploded. I shot jet after jet down her throat. She gulped down every damn drop. Then she looked up at me, smacked her lips, and said, “Delicious. I hope you have more for me real soon.”

I sure did. Every day till I graduated college she got it several times. I got to fuck her only on special occasions, but it was worth it. I have no regrets.

—W.G., Riverside, California