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I masturbated in class once. Still shocked no one noticed...
I masturbated in class once. Still shocked no one noticed...
I masturbated in class once. Still shocked no one noticed...
I'm missing the bad part. Sounds great for both of youWell, when I was younger in college, I came back home for a weekend and was invited to play golf with my dad and his friends. I grew up with most of them of course, except one. He was a friend of a friend from a different area, visiting here. A bit younger and quite good looking. Loved this older men anyway. I had my golf outfit on; short skort, tight polo on. I caught him several times staring and watching me while playing. We flirted a lot and had a couple drinks on the course. When finished, we were all placing our things away and I told my dad I'd meet later at the house as I had errands to run. They all cleared parking lot and as I placed clubs in my trunk, he walks up behind me stares at me, invites me to his house to swim. I said, "Ok but I don't have my bikini". He said, "Good".
We got back to his friends house and the moment we walked through his door we were tearing each other's clothes off. His cock was huge even when not hard. Great body, long, lean, athletic great for older guy. He lifted me up with no effort and pressed me to the wall, easing me onto his cock. We both came hard within minutes. He kept sucking on my tits too. We fucked for hours, on and out of pool, deck, all over his house. Knowing he was stranger from another town was a big turn on, not thinking I'd see him again. His friend could have walked in but didn't.
He eventually moved to my town, friends with my dads friends and I still see him now and again. Wish I had thought that out more, knowing he was a friend of my dads
Most of my college years were spent with one very special lady. Shit happened and I returned home and started dating. After a couple of wonderful lovers that came with major baggage, I met a nice girl that did not wow me, but I thought a "normal" person was just what I needed. It was a boring and frustrating relationship as we simply did not click. Normal is not always better.
I never spoke with either of them again. If I had a time machine, I'd go back and have mind-blowing, universe-shattering sex with Sarah that would make the gods jealous and probably start a second Trojan War. And when Jonathon protested the next day, I'd say "Dude. I've seen the future, and you suck. Sarah deserves to be screwed, and you deserve to be screwed over."
The end.