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By Debbie Barney (Address withheld by request)


I work at a university, and part of my job is helping students get their financial aid information in order so that they can receive their funding and continue going to classes. This means that, to some of these students, I am a very important person indeed. In fact, if I do my job wrong, they might have to leave school. So, needless to say, they are very polite to me since I have them by the balls.

One day I finally decided to use my position of power to my advantage. I realized that I could pretty much have what I wanted from these students, except for money, which they obviously didn't have. But there are other things in life besides money.

A little about myself: I am over 40, and kind of overweight. I have never been good-looking, not even when I was young, although I was always promiscuous.

Guys at my high school always knew I was easy. I have been living with the same man for more than a decade now. I cook for him, I clean for him, I fuck him, but he has never asked me to marry him. He doesn't want me having access to his money. Not that he's rich, but he inherited some money and he just wants it to be his and his alone. So that's how it is.

As you can probably tell, I am in a fairly sad situation. I'm too old and fat to go out and find some other man, and the one I have pretty much uses me for my cooking and cleaning skills, and sometimes cleans his cock with my cunt or my asshole.

So I figured I was in line to get a little pleasure from life, and I decided to use my power over some of these handsome young college men to my advantage. But I had to be careful. My boss is no dummy, and if he had figured out what I was up to, I would have been fired. I guess I could even face criminal charges for what I did, but who cares? I wanted to do it and so I did.

I chose a student named Anthony. He went by the nickname Tony. He was a good-looking young man who was getting a LOT of financial aid, so I knew he didn't come from a wealthy background. He was about 6' tall (just a few inches taller than I am), had short dark hair, dark eyes, and a muscular physique. I would always begin to cream in my big granny-panties whenever he came to stand by my desk. I would stare at his crotch and fantasize about reaching out and stroking his cock.

One day when he came to see me I told him that there had been a problem with his paperwork, and that it looked to me as if he probably would not be able to meet the deadline to receive his financial aid. Tony was upset since he would have to drop out of school if he didn't get that money. I told him gently that I might be able to help him out of the situation, and it was pathetic how eager he was for me to tell him what he had to do to get out of the mess.

"All you have to do is meet me at the campus gym during my lunch hour," I told him.

He gave me a confused look. "Why? How is that going to solve anything?" he asked.

"Trust me. This will be enjoyable for you, too," I told him, and I saw that it finally dawned on him, the fact that I was about to coerce him into having sex with a woman slightly older than his own mother--me!

And yet he still came to the gym. I think he knew he had no other choice. If he had complained to someone they wouldn't have believed him. After all, he's just some random horny young college boy, and I'm an older woman, respected, very good at my job, getting paid more for it than either of his parents make at their jobs. Who is going to believe that I did something like use my position of power to get sex?

The look he gave me when he met me in front of the gym was priceless. He stared at me in hatred, and also in disgust. I was wearing a sleeveless dress and no bra, and he didn't have trouble making out the fact that my tall body is flabby and saggy and that I have no muscle tone. I think my body in the nude is quite arousing to most men, men over a certain age, but to a guy Tony's age, who probably gets to fuck 19-year-old girls regularly, I'm sure I looked disgusting.

Without a word I led him into the gym, which was busy with everyone working out on their lunch hour. I knew that it would not be too difficult to find a little privacy. I was familiar with the gym and I knew of a utility closet that was usually unlocked.

I led Tony into the closet after making sure that the hallway was empty so no one would see us going in. Then I simply turned around, presenting my back to him. I unzipped my dress and let it drop to the ground. I was nude underneath, my pale, cellulite-padded body bared to his eyes.

This was so exciting to me that I began to get very wet immediately. I rubbed my thighs together and we both heard the faint squelching noises coming from my cunt. We could also smell my juices, which to me are wonderful, and smell a little like rancid butter, but also kind of sweet.

I said, "Just put it in and fuck me." And then I leaned forward and put my hands on the shelving in front of me, and spread my legs.

"Oh Jesus," said Tony behind me, his voice sounding choked and horrified as he got a look at my big hairy pussy peeking at him from between my fat thighs.

After a moment, I heard his zipper go down. In the next instant, I felt something extremely hard push my fat cuntlips open and begin to sink up into my twat. It was incredibly thick but it didn't hurt going in--I have a rather large dildo at home that I use whenever my boyfriend can't be bothered to fuck me.

I heard him choke back a sob of horror as the big hard thing in my cunt pushed all the way home. Then he began to saw it in and out of me, feverishly reaming my wet hole on the hard thick pole. I was so excited that I felt hot urine suddenly pour out of me and run down my legs. I moaned and began pushing my ass back as Tony thrust into me. I was amazed that I didn't feel his groin against my ass--his pole had to be twelve inches long for me not to feel his groin!

Finally, after about ten minutes of him pushing and pulling the hard heavy thing in and out of my wet sopping cunt, I came in waves of pure pleasure, loving the sound of his quiet sobs behind me. As he pulled the still-hard shaft out of my cunt, I laughed and said, "It can't have been that bad, you were hard as a post."

I heard the door of the utility closet open behind me and knew that he had zipped up his pants and run away. I laughed and put my dress back on.

I turned and was about to leave the closet, when I noticed a broom leaning against the door. The first ten inches of the broomstick were sleek and wet, and stank unmistakably of my cunt.

I was extremely furious. I still am. I am not sure what I will do to Tony for trying to get out of using his own cock on me. I'm sure I'll think of something...

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