I had sex with an older female student in my freshman year.

During my freshman year, the school organized a career guidance and exchange meeting to help freshmen better plan their studies and careers. The school invited several senior students who had already completed internships or graduated and entered the workforce, as well as representatives from relevant positions in employers, to explain the current situation. The meeting went relatively smoothly, but the focus was on one senior student. I noticed her the moment she entered. She wasn't very old, but she possessed both the mature charm of a professional woman and the beauty of a young woman. She wore a white blouse with a black blazer and a black pencil skirt. Her figure, encased in professional attire, was exceptionally alluring; her firm hips and full breasts filled the blouse completely. From the first glance, most of my attention was drawn to her, to the point that I didn't pay much attention to the rest of the meeting. According to what she said, she was a senior student at our school, a recent graduate. Towards the end of the meeting, there was a free exchange session. I went over and deliberately struck up a conversation, asking a few random questions. Looking closer, her face became even more exquisite. Through her white blouse, her bra was faintly visible, revealing her beautiful legs and the mysterious area between her short skirt—it was irresistible. Before the meeting ended, I made an excuse to ask for her contact information. That night, I even had a wet dream... sigh...
One weekend morning, I was woken up by a text message. Reluctantly, I opened it and saw it was from that senior student. She said her computer was broken and she couldn't connect to the internet. She asked around and was told she needed to reinstall the system, but she didn't know how and asked if I knew how. I said it wasn't difficult, just that remote guidance was hard to do. Then she asked if I would like to come to her house to help her fix it; her house wasn't far from the school, and she would treat me to a meal afterward. I agreed without hesitation, packed my things, and rushed over.
When I arrived, I found her house according to the address and knocked on the door. When she opened the door, I saw her again, her hair down, wearing a rather casual lace dress. After I entered the room and exchanged a few simple pleasantries, I started fiddling with the computer. Realizing my skills were limited to reinstalling the system, I asked her to come over and back up some important data. She stood next to me, slightly bent over, leaning forward to look at the screen, one hand on the table, the other operating the mouse. Her beautiful hair fell naturally, emitting a fragrant aroma that was incredibly alluring. Because her hair obscured her face, I couldn't see her face, and she couldn't see me either. So, I brazenly scanned her body, my gaze moving from her head to her chest. The thin fabric clearly couldn't hide her full breasts, which bounced back and forth with her movements. Seeing this, my little brother involuntarily stood at attention. To cover my embarrassment, I pretended to make room for her and moved back a little. But moving back only made things worse; seeing her back only intensified my arousal. Because her skirt wasn't long to begin with, and with her bent-over posture, I could actually see the edge of her underwear from my angle. However, this didn't last long, as she responded to my movement and naturally sat on my lap, her buttocks only centimeters from my penis. I hadn't expected things to develop this way at all. Although I was very nervous, my hands unconsciously went to her waist. Seeing that she didn't resist, my hands slowly moved upwards. She wasn't wearing a bra! Her hair had been covering it, so I hadn't noticed. No wonder she was so bouncy earlier. After a few strokes, I was overcome with lust and simply picked her up and threw her onto the bed. She didn't resist either, and when I took off my pants, she willingly took off her own clothes. After we were both naked, I thrust my already erect penis into her wet vagina. She also moved her flexible waist very cooperatively with the rhythm of my thrusts. Her moans were also very seductive, constantly calling out things like "fuck me harder," "don't stop," and "you're so good." And just like that, encountering such a beautiful woman in such a setting, I didn't last long before ejaculating.
After it was all over, because everything happened so fast, I had some things I wanted to say but didn't know how to say them after calming down. At this moment, she spoke first, saying, "Everyone has desires. We were just acting on impulse. I hope you don't overthink it." After a pause, she added, "I won't take responsibility for you." After saying that, we both laughed. Since that's the case, I obediently continued to fix the computer. I remembered what my roommate had said, "Just hook up, don't get emotionally involved."
Just as I was waiting to install the new system, her phone rang. "It's my husband!" She smiled mischievously at me and then answered the phone. I stood by the computer, barely daring to breathe, watching her naked as she talked to her husband on the phone. I couldn't hear what her husband was saying and could only guess the content of the conversation from half of the dialogue.
"Nothing much." "I haven't been online, my computer broke down." "I had someone take it to get fixed." "I'm lying in bed." "Of course I miss you! When are you coming back?" "So long? I miss you so much!" At this moment, my senior showed her girlish side, rolling around on the bed. Gazing at her naked body, another surge of energy flowed to my lower abdomen. "Of course I'm not dressed yet since I haven't gotten out of bed." "Um... yeah, I'm wet." "No, you're so strange." Looking at my senior's shy eyes, I couldn't control myself anymore. I wanted to do it again before the call ended. Just as I was about to pounce on the bed again, she gestured for me to wait a moment, and then said to her husband, "I'm not talking anymore, someone's knocking on the door. I'm going to get dressed and go check. Maybe the computer is fixed." After hanging up the phone, we made love again. This time she was more proactive and more open than before. Just as she was sitting on top of me, her husband called again. "It's fixed." "My junior classmate fixed it for me." "He brought it to me and left." "Yeah, that's great! He put in so much effort and sweated so much for me." "So how do you want me to repay him?" "You're so mean!" "Okay, okay, I don't mind!" "Oh dear, who would take that seriously? I was just kidding!" "I'm not talking anymore, I'm going to watch TV now. We can video chat again when you get back to your hotel tonight." "Okay, I'll show you how fun it is after you've been messed with." "I was talking about the computer too, your thoughts are so impure."
Birds of a feather flock together, this conversation is so stimulating. Luckily, she was just slowly twisting her waist, otherwise I would definitely have ejaculated again. After hanging up the phone, she twisted even more wildly, and I ejaculated again not long after. Later, after eating something, we came again while she was playing music. Before leaving, I asked her, "Will we keep in touch in the future?" She said, "Maybe yes, maybe no, I'll find you then."
Walking down the street, it felt like she slept with me, not me. I hope she'll be happy.
[The End]

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