College Girlfriend Fantasy: College Exams Part II

After our “hot teacher” rendezvous, I asked Ali if I could be his college girlfriend for a night. He picked me up and…

Last week I mentioned how I enjoy being the hot teacher at a college and seducing a student every once in a while, after the semester is over of course. One time I met a very sexy young student named Ali, and I knew that I might want more than an hour in my office with him. When he showed up for his extracurricular rendezvous looking adorable, I told him there’d be a catch. “You need to return the favor – I want to meet up with you for a date as a college student.” He agreed, eager to get my clothes off. After a pretty impressive display of attitude and ability, I reminded him of our exchange date, a quid pro quo of sorts. I wanted to enjoy a nostalgic college girlfriend fantasy with him.

I looked at Ali suggestively. “Pull into that parking lot, baby.”

We agreed to go to a nearby college town instead of ours so I’d be less likely to draw attention. I asked Ali to pick me up and plan a fun Friday night for us. Hair in a ponytail, wearing hardly any makeup with a t-shirt and jeans, I still felt incredibly sexy when he pulled up in his car. He got out and opened the door for me. I laughed and almost said, “This isn’t prom, dude,” but I just thanked him for being so sweet. I told him to put on his music, which was pretty terrible. But I smiled and bopped along, enjoying the nostalgia of doing something silly like this, as I put my hand on his thigh. Did I do that back when I was a college girlfriend? Damn, he was cute. I didn’t know if we’d even make it anywhere.

I looked over at Ali. His face was a bit red and his pants looked like they were going to bust open at the zipper. I slid my hand up and he groaned. “My god, you’re so sexy,” he said. “Pull into that parking lot,” I told him, motioning to a mostly abandoned shopping center. This felt weird at my age, but that was part of the fantasy. I looked at Ali suggestively and unzipped his pants as he drove into the lot. “Are you sure?” he asked as he looked around. I giggled. “Haven’t you ever done this in a car?” Ali shook his head. “Well, welcome to college, baby,” I said, taking off my seat belt.

I showed him what a college girlfriend would do, but at an expert level.

Ali’s knuckles tightly gripped the door as his body trembled. I was showing him what a college girlfriend would do, but at an expert level. I looked up at him with my beautiful eyes and he groaned loudly, filling my mouth. He sat there for a while with his eyes closed, breathing heavily, while I got us cleaned up and ready to continue our date. He finally took a deep breath and said, “Thanks, that was incredible. I kinda want to just take you home to bed for the rest of the night, but I did have a date planned.”

I laughed. “Carry on, babe. I’m excited!” We ended up going to a pizza restaurant, something I hadn’t done in years, and then to an arcade and pool hall, which was really fun. I’m not very good at arcade games, but we laughed a lot, and I noticed how much we brushed against and bumped into each other. I let Ali “show me how” to play pool and air hockey, and I just enjoyed being a college girlfriend. I told Ali he made a good choice; I remember going to places like this in my teens and twenties and those were good times.

What a fun date I had as Ali’s college girlfriend!

On the way back we had to stop for some ice cream. What a fun nostalgia date – dressed casually, sweet twenty-year-old boy, blowjob in a parking lot, pizza, arcade, and laughs. How would we end the date? I looked over at Ali. “Are you taking me home or are we going to your place?” I asked. “We can go by my apartment for a bit,” he said, sounding a little nervous. “My roommate won’t be home.” He lived in one of the many brick buildings near campus, in a small apartment. Walking in, it was plain, cluttered, messy, but I thought as a college girlfriend how exciting it would be to go to my boyfriend’s place.

Ali offered me a drink, but I grabbed his hand and asked him to lead me to his bedroom. I let him undress me and lay me down on the bed. He kissed down my body, then took off his clothes and got on top of me. We touched and stroked each other and then I wrapped my legs around him and took his cock deep inside me, digging my heels into him with each thrust. I then flipped him onto his back and let him hold onto my ass while I bounced up and down, grinding against him until we both came loudly. We snuggled together for a while after, making the most of this wonderful night that neither of us would ever forget.

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