Origins of Campus MILF

This story is based on real events, but not exactly as they are listed. I was a college sophomore on the football, the college is actually in West Tennessee. The names of all the main characters and college were all changed to protect the innocent. Spring of 2002 I had dated “Emma” she was on the softball team she had long strong legs, a big thick booty, thin frame b-cup boobs and the face of Emma Stone, which is where I got the name for her. We had lots of fun strip golf, sex in the dorms, weight room, campus pool where I was a lifeguard, locker rooms. Her mother came to take her out while I was in her dorm making out with her. Summer of 2002 Emma gets engaged to her high school sweetheart back home ending our fling. Fall of 2002 her mom begins working at the university I am the first student she has sex with that opens up Pandora’s box for her Emma was pissed at me and her mom because we had dated before. Her rampant sexual behavior with students led to her resignation in December of 2003. Emma’s marriage ended after being married to that dude for 4 years because he was sleeping with her brother’s fiancée while Emma was pregnant with their 2nd child. Source material for you to reference. chyoa.com/chapter/Introduction.1785569 https://chyoa.com/chapter/Vanessa-rekindles-her-Greek-life.1785570 https://chyoa.com/chapter/Rights-of-Passage.1785581 https://chyoa.com/chapter/Dorm-life.1785727 https://chyoa.com/chapter/Go-with-the-winner-to-his-dorm-to-get-fucked-hard-and-Tyler-catches-you-having-sex-with-his-roommate.1785806 https://chyoa.com/chapter/Oh-wow.1785810 https://chyoa.com/chapter/Drunken-Threesome.1786040 https://chyoa.com/chapter/New-info.1786414 https://chyoa.com/chapter/The-plan.1786419

The sex with Emma started one night after a game. We were in her dorm room. She had just showered and her long legs were still damp. I dropped to my knees and licked her pussy until she came hard squirting on my face. Then I bent her over the bed and fucked her deep her thick booty bouncing against me. She moaned loudly as I thrust in counter clockwise circles stretching her then clockwise pulling out. She came again squirting on the floor.

In the weight room we would lock the door. Emma would ride me on the bench press her perky tits bouncing as she ground down on my cock. I would stand up and hoist her up by her thick ass bouncing her until she squirted down my body.

At the pool after closing I would lay her on a lounge chair and eat her out until she came then fuck her in the water. Her legs wrapped around me as I thrust deep. She would cum with her face buried in my neck to stay quiet.

The locker room sex was the hottest. After practice we would sneak in. I would sit on the bench and she would straddle me reverse cowgirl her thick ass bouncing. I would slap it making her moan louder. She would cum hard squirting on the tile.

Her mother was different. When she started working at the university she was going through a divorce. She invited me to her office one evening. We talked and the tension built. She kissed me first. We fucked on her desk. She had experience and knew how to ride. Her fuller body felt amazing as she bounced on my cock. She came hard squirting on her own papers.

I still remember every filthy detail of that first night with Vanessa like it was branded into my brain. I was twenty years old, my cock constantly hard and ready, and she was the ripe, voluptuous woman in her mid-forties who made me ache just looking at her. Her body was soft and full from life, heavy breasts that swayed and jiggled with every movement, wide hips perfect for gripping, a soft belly that felt warm and inviting when pressed against me, and a thick juicy ass that I wanted to bury my face in. The divorce had left her pussy starving for dick, and I was the young research assistant lucky enough to feed it.

That evening she texted me to come to her office after hours. The campus was dead quiet. I knocked softly and she opened the door wearing a tight blouse that strained over her massive tits and a skirt hugging her wide hips. “Manny, come in. We should talk about that proposal,” she said, but her voice was thick with lust and her eyes kept dropping to the bulge in my pants. We sat on the small couch and talked about work for a few minutes, but it quickly turned personal. She told me how lonely the divorce made her feel, how her ex never made her cum properly, how her cunt throbbed at night thinking about being fucked hard again. I admitted how much older women like her turned me on, how I jerked off imagining her riding my cock.

The tension snapped. She leaned in and kissed me first, her soft lips hungry, her tongue pushing deep into my mouth. I grabbed her full tits through her blouse and squeezed, feeling her hard nipples. She moaned and climbed into my lap, grinding her wet pussy against my rock hard dick through our clothes. We stripped fast. Her blouse came off, revealing a lacy bra barely holding those enormous breasts. I unhooked it and they spilled out, heavy and soft with big dark nipples. Her skirt and panties hit the floor next, showing her trimmed pussy already dripping juices down her thick thighs.

I pulled out my throbbing twenty year old cock and she wrapped her experienced fingers around it, stroking me while staring into my eyes. Then she straddled me and sank down slowly, her hot, tight cunt swallowing every inch. “Fuck, you’re so big and young,” she groaned as her experienced pussy walls gripped me like a velvet fist. She started riding me right there in the chair, bouncing her fuller body up and down. Her heavy tits slapped against my face with every drop. I sucked hard on her nipples, biting them gently while she ground her swollen clit against my base.

Her first orgasm hit fast. Her thighs shook violently, her cunt clamped down and spasmed, and she squirted hard all over my cock and balls, soaking the papers on her desk in a warm gush. She kept riding through it, her experienced hips rolling perfectly, milking my dick. I stood up, still buried inside her dripping hole, and laid her back on the desk. Papers scattered everywhere as I started pounding her deep and hard. Her legs wrapped around my waist, heels digging into my ass. I slammed into her again and again, feeling her soft belly and heavy tits jiggle with every thrust.

She came a second time even harder, screaming my name as her pussy gushed in powerful sprays that splattered her own documents and my stomach. I pulled out, dropped to my knees, and buried my tongue in her soaked cunt. I licked her folds, sucked her clit hard, and fingered her G-spot until she flooded my mouth with another huge squirt. Back inside her, I fucked her through a fourth orgasm, her whole voluptuous body convulsing, tits bouncing wildly, cunt squirting around my pounding cock. Finally I buried myself balls deep and unloaded, pumping thick ropes of cum into her spasming pussy as she milked me dry with rhythmic squeezes.

We panted there covered in sweat and her squirt, her soft full body pressed against mine. She kissed me softly. “This can’t happen again,” she whispered, but her eyes said otherwise.

The second encounter happened a week later in the empty biology lab. Vanessa messaged me to meet her late at night. She was waiting wearing only a lab coat, open in front to show her completely naked body. Her heavy breasts hung full and soft, nipples stiff with anticipation, her pussy lips already swollen and glistening. “I can’t stop thinking about your thick young cock stretching my cunt, Manny,” she confessed, locking the door.

We attacked each other. I pinned her against the lab bench and kissed her deeply while mauling her tits, pinching and twisting her nipples. She dropped to her knees on the cold tile and took my cock into her hot experienced mouth. She sucked me greedily, bobbing her head fast, swirling her tongue around the head, deepthroating me while massaging my balls. I groaned and fucked her face gently until I was throbbing on the edge.

She stood, bent over the bench, and spread her thick ass cheeks. I slammed into her dripping pussy from behind in one hard thrust. Her cunt was soaked and took every inch. I gripped her wide hips and pounded her relentlessly, my balls slapping her clit. She came within minutes, her walls clamping down as she squirted down her thighs onto the floor in messy streams. I didn’t slow. I kept railing her, reaching around to rub her clit furiously. Another orgasm ripped through her, then a third, her full ass rippling with every impact, soft belly shaking.

I turned her around, lifted her onto the bench, and spread her legs wide. I ate her pussy like a starving man, tongue fucking her hole and sucking her clit while two fingers curled inside her. She gushed again, soaking my face and shirt. Then I was back inside her in missionary, her legs over my shoulders as I hammered deep. Her heavy tits bounced wildly with every thrust. She came four more times like that, each one wetter and louder, her experienced cunt squirting in powerful jets that left puddles on the bench.

I carried her to the supply closet and fucked her standing against the shelves. They rattled as she came twice more, biting my shoulder to muffle her screams. We finished on the floor with her riding me reverse cowgirl, her thick ass bouncing up and down as she ground out one final explosive orgasm, her pussy gushing all over my balls before I pumped her full of cum again. Her voluptuous body was trembling and covered in sweat when we collapsed.

The third time we escaped to a private cabin for the whole weekend. Vanessa arrived in a thin sundress with no bra or panties. The moment the door closed she was all over me. I stripped her slowly, kissing every inch of her soft full body. I sucked her heavy tits until her nipples were raw and sensitive, then fingered her cunt to her first standing orgasm. She squirted down my arm, moaning loudly with no need to be quiet.

On the big bed she pushed me down and mounted me reverse cowgirl. Her thick ass jiggled hypnotically as she bounced on my cock, her experienced pussy gripping and releasing. She came hard, squirting down my shaft. I flipped her to all fours and fucked her doggy style, spanking her juicy ass cheeks pink while pounding her G-spot. Orgasms rolled through her one after another. Three, four, five, six, each one making her squirt and scream my name.

We did a long 69 session, her sucking my cock and balls while I devoured her clit and fingered her asshole lightly. She came on my face twice. Then slow deep missionary with our bodies pressed together, her soft belly against mine. She came two more times before I flipped her again. The entire night was a blur of positions and orgasms. At least eight or nine powerful squirting climaxes, her cunt never seeming to dry up. I finally filled her one last time as she shook through another peak, both of us exhausted and soaked.

The fourth encounter was dangerous and hot, late at night in the restricted library archives. Vanessa pulled me behind the tall shelves and hiked her skirt, showing her bare dripping pussy. I lifted her against a shelf and slid my cock into her in one thrust. She came quickly, squirting down my legs while trying to stay quiet. On a sturdy table I laid her back and fucked her hard, her heavy tits bouncing, soft belly quivering. She came three more times, juices soaking the table and old papers.

She sucked me clean between rounds, then begged for more. I pounded her in every angle possible until she gushed one final massive squirt across the archives. The risk made every orgasm more intense for both of us.

Our fifth session was an entire night in a hotel suite. Vanessa showed up in slutty lingerie that barely covered her voluptuous curves. We spent hours teasing. I ate her pussy through three long squirting orgasms, fingering her and sucking her clit until she was a shaking mess. Then the real fucking started. She rode me cowgirl, grinding and bouncing until she came four times. Spooning let me reach around and rub her clit while thrusting deep, giving her two more. Prone bone had her thick ass cushioning me as I hammered her into the mattress through another three climaxes.

Her experienced cunt stayed wet and eager the whole night. She lost count after nine or ten orgasms, her body covered in sweat, voice hoarse from screaming, the bed absolutely drenched in her squirt. We finished together in one last shattering peak, her walls pulsing around my cock as she gushed powerfully and I pumped her full.

Emma walked in on us at the worst possible moment. By then I was already her ex. Emma and I had broken up a couple weeks earlier after a stupid fight that turned into something bigger. Things had been rocky, and the spark was gone on my side, especially after Vanessa started pulling me in with her mature, hungry body. I figured it was over between Emma and me, so when Vanessa invited me over that afternoon, thinking the house was empty, I went without hesitation.

We barely made it through the front door before the hunger took over. Vanessa’s fuller voluptuous body pressed against mine on the living room couch. I had her thick thighs spread wide open, my face buried deep between them, tongue lapping greedily at her dripping wet cunt. She was moaning loudly, her heavy breasts heaving as she ground her soaked pussy against my mouth. Her experienced walls fluttered and squeezed around my fingers while I curled them hard against her G-spot.

“Fuck, Manny, eat my cunt just like that,” she gasped, her soft belly quivering with every lick. Her juices coated my chin and dripped down to soak the couch cushions. I sucked hard on her swollen clit, pumping my fingers faster. Her body tensed, thick thighs clamping around my head, and she came hard with a loud cry. Warm squirt gushed out in powerful spurts, flooding my tongue and face, running down her ass crack onto the fabric below. I kept licking through it, drinking every drop, my cock rock hard and throbbing in my pants.

That’s when the front door slammed open. Emma stood there, keys still in her hand, eyes widening in pure shock and rage as she took in the scene. Her mother, naked from the waist down, legs spread obscenely on the couch, heavy tits out and nipples hard, her pussy still twitching and leaking from the massive orgasm I had just given her. Me, her ex-boyfriend, on my knees between those thick thighs, face glistening with her mom’s fresh squirt.

Emma lost her mind completely. “What the actual fuck is this?!” she screamed, voice cracking with betrayal and fury. She dropped her keys and stormed closer, eyes blazing. “Manny? My fucking ex? And my own mother?! Are you serious right now?!”

Vanessa sat up fast, trying to cover her massive breasts with her arms, her soft full body still flushed pink and trembling from the orgasm, thighs shiny and wet with her own cum. “Emma, honey, please… it’s not what it looks like. We didn’t plan this,” she started, but her voice was still husky and thick with lust.

“Not what it looks like?!” Emma yelled, stepping even closer, tears already spilling down her cheeks. “I see my mom’s cunt juice all over my ex-boyfriend’s face! You just squirted all over him like a desperate whore while he eats you out on our family couch! How long has this been going on? While we were still together? Behind my back the whole time?”

I stood up slowly, wiping Vanessa’s squirt from my chin, my cock still obviously hard in my open pants. “Emma, we broke up. It’s over between us. This started after.”

“After?!” Emma screamed, cutting me off with a sharp slap across my face that stung badly. “You move on to my own mother? My ex with my mom? How many times did you fuck her while we were dating, Manny? Did you leave my bed and go straight to hers? Did you compare my pussy to her experienced cunt?”

Vanessa stood too, pulling her clothes back on with shaking hands, her voluptuous body still flushed and leaking. “Emma, it started after the divorce and after you two split. I was lonely. Manny made me feel wanted. The way his young cock stretches me, the way he makes me cum over and over again… I couldn’t resist.”

Emma paced furiously, hands pulling at her hair. “I don’t want the details, Mom! But you’re going to give them anyway, aren’t you? How many times did you ride my ex’s dick? How many times did you bounce that fat ass and squirt everywhere like a slut? Did you let him cum deep inside the pussy that made me? While I was still calling him my boyfriend?”

Vanessa’s face crumpled but she nodded, tears falling. “Many times, Emma. In my office on the desk where I squirted all over my papers. In the lab, the cabin, the hotel… He gave me eight or nine orgasms in one night. I squirted so much the bed was ruined. His tongue, his fingers, his thick cock… it was addictive.”

Emma turned on me next, shoving my chest. “You piece of shit. My ex fucking my mom behind my back. Getting her off in ways I never even knew about. I hope her sloppy mature cunt was worth destroying everything.”

The argument raged for over an hour. Emma cried, yelled, and forced out more confessions. Vanessa admitted everything in detail: how she rode me reverse cowgirl and squirted down my balls, how her experienced pussy milked me dry every time, how much she loved feeling my cum flood her. Every word made Emma more hysterical. She called her mom a homewrecking whore and me a perverted ex who couldn’t keep his dick out of family pussy.

Vanessa finally broke down completely. She looked at me with sad, still-lust-filled eyes. “Emma is right, Manny. This ends now. I can’t lose my daughter over my ex-boyfriend’s cock. No more secret fucks. No more sessions where you make me squirt and scream your name until I lose my mind.”

That confrontation killed the affair right there in the living room that smelled strongly of Vanessa’s pussy. She stopped sleeping with me immediately after. Instead she threw herself into her own wild sexual journey through the college, fucking grad students, professors, athletes, and anyone else who wanted a piece of her fuller, multi-orgasmic body. She resigned the following year and moved on completely. Emma never forgave either of us, and the memories of Vanessa’s thick thighs around my head and her gushing cunt stayed burned into me forever.