The graduation ball - Richard’s story
As Louise was getting started with her plan to seduce her tutor Richard had his eyes set on his target, the wife of Professor Hillman, who was the head of the Business Faculty. She was selected because she had been seen at a previous award ceremony and at the after-party Andrew had noticed that she liked to drink, and she was very tactile, especially with the males in the room.
Richard and Hannah stood with Andrew and watched as Louise walked out of the ballroom and was followed a minute later by her course tutor. Hannah hugged Richard and leaned closer.
“I can’t believe that she did it! It worked.” She whispered.
“She hasn’t done it yet. She’s got a long way to go.” Andrew said, his eyes fixed on Professor Hillman and his wife who were standing at the bar.
“Guys, look!” He nodded in their direction.
They turned and saw what looked like an argument developing between them. Andrew smiled. “That’s your cue, Richard.” He said.
They watched, as the couple tried to keep their disagreement quiet and not make a scene. In the end, he threw his hands up and turned and walked away. His wife turned away and picked up her drink and swallowed it down in one.
Richard breathed in. “Show-time!” He said and walked away in the direction of the bar.
He walked up to the woman who was leant on the bar with her back to him. He got close and looked over her shoulder at the empty glass.
“Can I get you another?” He asked.
She turned and looked at him, her eyes scanned up and down his body as she scanned over the tall young man that stood before her. He smiled, she pulled herself up and smiled back at him.
“Yes, please. It’s a gin and tonic.”
He glanced at the barman and ordered her another drink and a beer for himself. He smiled. “I’m Richard.” He said.
She smiled and held out her hand. “Angela,” she replied.
Their drinks arrived and after a clink of glasses, they toasted each other. He looked at her more closely. She must be in her late fifties but certainly didn’t look it. She had shoulder-length brunette hair and wore a simple, black dress that hung just below her knees. She wore a thin gold necklace the swung sweetly from around her neck, from which dangled a gleaming eye of an emerald pendant flanked by small diamonds and a matching bracelet around her wrist.
She sat on a stool and he stood beside her as they chatted, as she crossed her legs he stared at her slim, stocking-covered legs, and noticed small thin ankle bracelet around her left ankle.
He leaned on the bar and asked her if everything was okay. She sighed and said that it was. He noticed that she glared in the direction of her husband who was now talking to some of the senior members of the university, she rolled her eyes and mumbled.
“Sorry?” He asked.
She sighed. “Oh, it’s nothing. I’m just having a bad night.” She sighed.
He put his hand gently on her arm and let his fingers stroke lightly across her skin.
“It’s okay. I’m a good listener if you want to talk. But until then, would you like to dance?”
She thought for a second or two she nodded. “Okay, I’d love to.”
On the dance-floor, he came into his own. He was a great dancer, his parents had paid for lessons when he was a teenager and all that training was coming to fruition. They danced for over twenty minutes. He held her closer and closer as they swirled around the room and she relaxed and started to enjoy herself and forget the argument with her husband.
As another song began, he pulled her closer to him and she felt his body press against hers, she bit her lip when she felt his bulge press into her belly. He was nearly a foot taller than she was and as she danced in the arms of this beautiful young man she began to feel aroused. And as his soft fingers pressed into her back and gently pulled her against him she moaned quietly and rested her head against his shoulder.
She felt him pull away and she realised that the song was ending, she had lost herself, wrapped up in the arms of this charming young man. She looked up at him, her lips slightly parted, her pulse racing, he smiled.
“Shall we get some fresh air?” He whispered. And before she knew it they were walking out of the ballroom and headed for the gardens at the rear of the hotel. She took his arm and they walked out into the beautiful gardens which were deserted. They started to walk along the path, the sun was almost set and the lights dotted throughout the garden were starting to glow.
They walked and as they did the music slowly drifted into the background as he gripped her arm a little tighter.
“If you don’t mind me saying Angela, you seem a little tense. Is anything wrong?” he asked.
She shook her head, but after a little encouragement, she eventually admitted that she and her husband had argued before they came out that evening.
“It wasn’t anything serious. I just wanted him to make a bit more of an effort, you know, with us.” She sighed.
He pushed her and she told him that he worked far too hard too many hours and she had been the one to suffer.
“He hardly knows that I exist. And when he didn’t even notice my hair tonight, well? I just lost it.” She sighed.
They were out of sight of the house, he stopped and turned to look at her. He smiled and brushed his fingers lightly over her hair.
“Well, I noticed. It looks lovely, you, well you are beautiful.” He whispered.
She felt her face arm, she was blushing, she hadn’t felt like that in years, she lowered her gaze, she felt so silly. He placed his fingers under her chin and gently lifted her face to look at him.
“I mean it. I know Professor Hillman works hard, but he shouldn’t ignore a beautiful woman like you. There’s more to life than teaching.”
Their eyes met and he paused, he felt her lips tremble as his fingertips brushed across her cheeks, then he slowly leaned in and their lips touched as he kissed her. She moaned as he pressed his lips against her and slid his hands around her waist and pulled him to her. He held her for a few seconds and then pulled back.
“Oh, I’m so sorry Angela. I shouldn’t..” He said, “ I mean, oh god what have I done?” He looked flustered.
She trembled as she stared at him. She was surprised that he had kissed her, but she had felt things that she hadn’t done in a long while. She reached out and put her hand on his and held it.
“It’s okay Richard.” She sighed.
He shook his head. “No, it’s not. I forced myself on you.” He said sounding panicked.
She squeezed her fingers around his hand.
“You didn’t force yourself on me. And besides, I enjoyed it.” She replied.
He looked at her. “You did?”
She blushed as she nodded. “I did. It’s been a long time since I have been kissed like that.” She sighed and lowered her eyes as she realised what she had said.
He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the back.
“It was my pleasure, Angela.”
And without another word, he took her face in his hands and kissed her again. This time more passionately, and he pushed his tongue against her lips, they parted and he slid it into her mouth and played with hers as her hands slid up and around his neck as she pulled his face down to hers. She moaned aloud as he slipped his hands down and around her back, sliding them across her bum and pulling her against his bulge.
She sighed. “Oh Richard, I haven’t felt like this in years.” She whispered, their lips millimetres apart. She breathed heavily as his fingers pressed into the soft flesh of her bum cheeks through her thin dress.
He stared into her eyes. “Are you staying here?” He asked, already knowing the answer.
She bit her lip and nodded, her whole body seemed to tremble as she waited for his next question, hoping that it would be the one that she wanted.
“Would you like to go there?” He sighed.
She stared at him, she knew that she shouldn’t, she was married after all, but he didn’t care about her. He hadn’t touched her in months, all he cared about was his damn students. She found herself nodding. “Oh god yes.” She whispered.
He kissed her again and then they broke and walked back into the hotel and headed straight for the lift.
Her fingers trembled as she slid the card into the door to open it. She pushed it open and stepped inside, he checked around one last time and stepped into the room with her. He closed the door behind them and looked around. He saw the aftermath of a couple getting dressed for an evening out, discarded towels and some items of clothing, and the smell of scents clashing in the air.
She turned and he slid his hands around her waist, she looked nervous. He smiled and brushed a finger across her cheek.
“Are you sure that you want to do this Angela?” He whispered.
She nodded. “Are you? She replied.
He smiled and kissed her. She moaned, his kiss was the kiss of a young, passionate man, not the old, selfish man that she was married to. He found her zip and began to slid it down her back. She trembled with excitement, she hadn’t been seduced like this in years, decades even and she was loving it.
She used to love sex, she wasn’t always the wife of Professor, she used to enjoy herself, going out drinking, to parties, and of course guys. She’d had her fair share before she met her husband, and to be fair, in the early years he was a good, attentive lover. But lately?
She was brought out of her thoughts by the feel of the air on her body as her dress slid from her body and she was exposed to the young man wearing only a bra and panties. She felt embarrassed all of a sudden, he smiled as he looked her up and down.
“Oh very nice Angela. You look amazing.” He said.
And he meant it. He was surprised by how good she looked, he’d learned that she was fifty-seven, but she had kept herself in good shape and her body was that of a woman ten or fifteen years younger.
He slipped off his jacket and dropped it onto the floor and her fingers trembled as she began to work on the buttons of his shirt. Soon that joined his jacket and she stared at his body, he was tall and fit, he had a firm stomach and she couldn’t resist running her fingers over the defined muscles.
She ran her fingers down until she got to his trousers, and she skilfully opened them and slid down his zip. He helped her to slide them over his hips and she pushed them down his thighs. As she cleared his boxers she gasped, she saw his bulge and it looked huge. Her eyes darted up to his, he smiled.
“You like?” he said.
She nodded. “Oh yes.” She replied.
He helped her to her feet and pulled her to him and they kissed. She could feel his bulge press against her stomach as he unhooked her bra and when they broke their kiss, her bra came off in his hand and he stared at her breasts.
She looked to be about a C-cup, and despite having had two children, they still looked on good condition. He cupped his hand around one and let his fingers caress over the soft flesh. His finger and thumb found her nipple and he teased in between them and rolled it around. She closed her eyes and moaned.
He smiled and started to guide her towards the bed. He laid her down and knelt beside her. She looked up at him, her breasts heaved as she breathed heavily, her pulse raced as her excitement levels increased.
“Are you sure you want to do this Angela?” He whispered.
She nodded. “You can’t stop now!” She panted.
He smiled and slid his finger under the waistband of her panties and began to slide them down. He moaned as he revealed the mop of brunette hair that covered her pussy. It was the first time that he’d seen a pussy like it in real-life, most girls that he’d been intimate with shaved or neatly trimmed, but never a full natural bush like hers.
“Oh, that’s beautiful.” He whispered as he ran his fingers lightly through the soft, downy hair.
She shivered at his touch and sighed. He looked at her.
“You like oral?” He asked.
She nodded and watched as he pushed her legs apart and climbed between them, then he lay down and she gasped when she felt his lips on her inner thighs as he began to kiss and lick his way up.
She hooked her feet over his shoulders as he pressed his mouth against her pussy and she gasped when she felt his tongue slide along her slit and push into her wet pussy. Her husband hadn’t done that to her in nearly ten years, and she immediately felt all of the feelings that she used to feel as Richard started to nibble and roll her clit between his lips.
She grabbed his hair between her fingers and pulled as she gripped his head between her thighs, her gold necklace with its emerald and diamonds bouncing, tapping against his head.
“Oh yes!” She cried and thrust her pussy hard against his mouth.
He moaned as he sucked and licked, her juices flowed, she was so wet, he was surprised by how much she leaked as she started to hump her pussy against his lips as he alternated between licking and sucking on her clit and pussy.
She gripped his head quite tightly, he felt her thighs wrapped around his ears as he worked his lips and tongue over her surprisingly sweet tasting pussy. Then he felt the pressure on his head increase and she pulled harder on his hair as she began to jerk and writhe about under her. She suddenly her whole body tensed and she let out a scream of passion as she came hard. He was concerned for a moment about anyone in the neighbouring rooms hearing her, or passing by the room as she screamed, she didn’t hold back as she experienced the most wonderful orgasm.
She arched her back away from the bed as she shuddered and rocked from side to side as her whole body seemed to experience her orgasm. As it subsided she released the pressure on his head and he was able to breathe easier as her legs fell away and she began to calm. He lifted his face from her pussy, her soft hair was soaked in her juices and his saliva, he smiled as he noticed her engorged clit, she was so aroused.
He slid from her legs and climbed up her body. Her chest heaved as she gasped for air and she moaned as he kissed her. Her fingers clawed at his back.
“That was amazing!” She panted as she stared into his eyes.
He smiled and knelt up, he started to slide his boxers down, she stared, her hands flew to her mouth and she gasped when his hard cock sprung free. It was huge. She couldn’t take her eyes off it, it was hard, no foreskin, and it had to be at least nine inches long, and thick.
She looked at him. “Wow.” She said.
He smiled as he started to move back between her legs. Her eyes followed him, her husband was a decent lover, but he could only measure up at seven inches on a really good day.
She lay back as Richard settled between her legs and she felt his hands under her thighs as he moved her and got her into position. He grabbed a pillow and stuffed it underneath her to lift her pelvis. She stared at him as she stroked his cock a couple of times
“I’ve got condoms if you want me to use them?” He asked.
She shook her head. “I’m way past worrying about babies Richard, and I assume that you’re clean?” She replied.
He nodded. “Oh yes.”
He leaned over her and she tensed, she was nervous and excited, she wondered how he would get it inside her it looked so big. She bit her lip as he prodded and pushed the thick head between her lips. She had pushed out two sons, but still, the head of his cock seemed enormous against what appeared to be her tiny opening.
She groaned as he pressed down against her and her pussy resisted for a few seconds. Then she cried out and her eyes bulged open as he forced the head of his cock past her tight hole and pushed deep inside her.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!” She cried.
He groaned she had been surprisingly tight and now that he was in, she felt almost as tight as his girlfriend. Her pussy walls gripped his thick shaft as he slid it into her until he hit the end. She groaned and her hands slid around his back as he rested for a moment.
She panted and her eyes stared at the ceiling as she got used to the huge intrusion to her pussy. She had a vibrator at home, but nothing felt as good as this did. He stroked her face.
“You okay?” He asked.
She nodded and smiled. “Oh yes, I’m great. God, you’re so big.” She panted.
He smiled and started to move inside her as her fingers gripped his back.
He was soon plunging deep into her as her feet wrapped around his thighs. The bed creaked as he slammed his cock hard into her and her cries and moans filled the room.
He had wondered if he would be able to go through with it, with a woman of her age, but he was having no problem at all. She was a great fuck, and he was genuinely having a great time.
He lifted himself on his arms and looked down on her as the thrust in and out of her. Her face changed between a grimace as he slammed into her to a relaxed expression of pleasure as he pulled out, before slamming into her again.
After a couple of minutes he felt the familiar sensations that always accompanied his orgasms, he increased his pace and pounded into her, she responded by digging her fingers into his back so hard that he thought she’d broken the skin.
“Oh yes, Richard!” Oh, fuck yes! Do it!” She cried as she thrust her pussy up to meet him.
He thrust hard and held his cock inside her as he felt his cum rush up his shaft and erupt inside her.
She cried out when she felt the hot fluid pour out and into her wet pussy.
“Aeeiiiiii!” She cried as he spurted his cum deep inside her.
He fell onto her and held himself inside her as his cock jerked and twitched as he spurted his cum into her pussy. She held him in her arms, her fingers gripped his flesh as he came. As she did so, Richard saw the clasp of her necklace laying back on the pillow, reaching over as he pressed deeper inside her, he lifted it and easily pushed open the jewelled clasp, the ends splayed out on either side of her head on the pillow!
When he was spent she stroked her fingers across his back and sighed.
“Hmm. That was fantastic Richard. It was the best sex that I’ve ever had. Thank you” She sighed, tightly closing her eyes, and for a few minutes she was somewhere else...
He lifted his head and smiled at her, his hands caressing her neck. He reached down along her throat, lifting the emerald pendant, she did not flinch.
He lifted it and let it drop alongside the bed…
“You’re welcome Angela, though I have to say. Your husband is a fool if he chooses to neglect you in favour of his students. You are a fantastic lover.”
He rolled from her and looked down at her pubic hair which had a creamy smear of his cum across it. He smiled and started to get up. She had now opened her eyes, and looked dreamily at him, her neck strikingly bare of her shimmery gold jewelled necklace.
“You going?” She asked.
He nodded. “Your husband won’t miss you forever, and my girlfriend will be wondering where I’ve got to.”
She looked at him. ‘Girlfriend?’ She thought. She rolled out of bed and stood naked before him, her body still tingled from the pleasure that she had experienced. As she walked to the bathroom she sighed, ‘of course he has a girlfriend. Just thank your lucky stars, Angela, that he chose you, that was amazing’ she thought as she closed the bathroom door behind her.
He quickly dressed and as he slipped on his shirt he looked at the necklace laying on the floor, sparking as he moved his head…
“That’ll do.” He whispered as he slipped it into his pocket.
When she emerged from the bathroom he was dressed and was in front of the mirror checking that everything was in order. She looked at him, she felt disappointed but knew that he couldn’t possibly stay. He smiled.
“I don’t think that we should leave together.” He explained.
She nodded, he was right, but still, she wanted more.
He took her in his arms once more and kissed her.
“Thank you, Angela, for a fantastic evening. And don’t let your husband treat you like this. Stand up for yourself. You deserve it.” He said.
Another kiss and he turned and walked out of the room. As the door closed behind him and he headed for the lift he smiled.
“I can’t believe that it worked! And a bonus? She was a great fuck!”