Sex with my granddaughter's college roommate

Our 20 year old granddaughter is a sophomore at a nearby college. Since the start of this current semester she has been coming to our home nearly every weekend to visit, often bringing along laundry to be done. On her last visit, she was also accompanied by her roommate who is also a soph, but she's only 19. Our home is a 4-bedroom rancher and the girls decided to sleep in two of the other rooms, rather than bunk together in one.

Friday night and Saturday were relatively normal days. My wife spent a lot of time with girls, while I went about my usual activities. Sunday morning, however, was completely different and very unexpected. I had gotten awake early as I generally do, brewed coffee and went into the den to read the paper while my granddaughter and wife got ready for Church. The roommate, whose name is Liz, slept in and chose to not go to the service.

About ten or fifteen minutes after my wife and granddaughter left the house, Liz emerged from her room still wearing her night clothes and she stood in the doorway of the den holding a mug of coffee and asked if she could join me. Now, I'm 62, but I'm still not going to turn down the opportunity to enjoy the company of an attractive young lady if she makes herself available. I invited her in. She took a seat on the lounge chair opposite where I was sitting and promptly wrapped her legs under her in that wonderful way women can do without effort.

Our conversation began with some idle chat about college life in general, dormitory style living and her plans to carry a slightly smaller credit load next Fall. Then, out of the blue, Liz asked me if I thought she was pretty. "Of course, I do", I answered her. "You are a very attractive young woman". Indeed, she most certainly is ... Slender with breasts and curves proportioned very well on her 5'6" frame. Long dark hair hangs almost to her waist and it has a healthy natural shine that just begs to have fingers run through it.

When I finished speaking but continued eye contact with her, she smiled and lifted herself off the chair and walked very slowly towards me, never once breaking my gaze. As she got directly in front of me she took the newspaper from my hands, laid it on the floor and put the whole length of her arms on top of my thighs, her hands reaching to my waist. I was still wearing my night clothes, t-shirt and light cotton lounging pants with a drawstring waist and single button fly. Still not breaking eye contact, she simply slid her hands softly up and down my thighs. I immediately became aroused and my growing penis was becoming quite obvious through the material of my loungers.

Liz broke eye contact, looked down at the large mass in front of her and smiled again, "I think he's starting to wake up", she hLf whispered. Seconds later she'd loosened the drawstring and unbutton the fly and reached inside to touch me. I caught my breath sharply as her warm fingers wrapped around my erect and now throbbing cock. She began to softly and slowly stroke it. A few seconds later she knelt and tantalizingly pulled my erection from my pants, now stroking with both hands. The thrill was exquisite ... She seemed to be actually admiring this hard throbbing 7 1/2 " of maleness in her hands. She was also making a kind of soft cooing sound with an occasional soft moaning sigh until she put it in her mouth without a word. She worked her lips and tongue and fingers in the most incredible ways for almost thirty minutes, bring me several times to the very brink of ejaculation only to back off a bit and do it again. She was driving absolutely crazy! Finally, Liz took me by my wrists and helped guide her panties down to the floor pulling one foot through at a time. She then straddled me reverser cowgirl style, guided and inserted me inside her and she rode my cock like that until I exploded inside her with a force that seemed to rattle the woodwork and windows in the room. I tried to pull out before I creamed her but she pushed her ass hard against me at that moment and the two of us climaxed together. "Don't worry, I'm on birth control", she whispered between her moaning and cooing.

It was an awesome, intoxicating and exhilarating experience and I can't imagine anything even close to it will ever happen again. But I can always hope!!!

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