We ran into each other at a fundraiser for the next rising star in politics. With me being a community leader and him being a wealthy man deeply invested in created change through politics, its hardly a surprise we are both here. It was our love for discussing all things political that drew us together so many years ago in law school. What started as study buddies quickly boiled over into fuck buddies.
It all started 20 years ago in the law library. I was wearing a tank top with no bra. I anticipated this study session going for hours and knew that my perky DD's would eventually tire of the constraint. What I didn't anticipate was how big of a distraction they would be to my study partner. I watched him staring at my tits all evening.
At first, he took quick glances and looked embarrassed when I caught him. Then, it became a game for me. I would stand over him, pointing to a passage we were analyzing in a case, so my nipples would be so close to his face. Or, I would lean over him from behind, so my full breast would hug the back of his head. Knowing he wanted to suck them made me so wet.
Eventually, I worked myself into a frenzy. I guess my throbbing pussy was just rewards for flirting with him all night. So, I slid my hand up his leg and looked him in his eye. My hand crawled slowly up his leg and found what I expected, a rock hard dick. When I squeezed his manhood through his jeans, he closed his eyes, licked his beautiful, full lips, ran his hand over his perfectly waved hair, and closed his eyes. I took that as the permission I needed to fully explore his gift.
I pulled his monster out and stroked his shaft. I felt him grow in my hand, and my pussy flooded. I fondled his cock for about 5 minutes, until he opened his eyes and whispered in my ear, "I need to squeeze your titties." The heat of his breath on my ear almost pushed me over the edge. I was ready for more physical contact.
"Meet me in the bathroom," I said. In less than 2 minutes, there was a faint knock. Our very progressive law school had gender nonspecific bathrooms with one toilet behind each locked door. I still don't know how he knew which one I was in. Later he told me he found me by the smell of my heat.
I opened the door for him and he practically ripped the little tank top off, trying to get his large hands around my breasts. He buried his face in them before taking each one into his mouth. He slid his hand into my sweatpants to find my soaking wet pussy. I moaned with pleasure for a touch I had dreamed about for weeks. "Oh my God," was the last thing he said before flipping me around and slamming his rock hard dick inside me. We fucked, as quietly as we could, in the library bathroom. But, there is only so much that can be done to muffle the sound of flesh slapping flesh as he gave me that good dick from behind. I can still remember how hot his cum felt on my ass.
For the next 3 years, the library became our sex den. Careers, ambition, and life never kept us in the same city long enough to build a life together, but it didn't stop us from enjoying each others company whenever we crossed paths. Tonight was no exception.