The Mystery Cougar

To describe myself simply, I'm a curvy, busty brunette.

My first day on campus, moving into the dorm, I bumped into the mom of a hallmate, at least that's what I assumed. She was fairly tall, slender, tan, deep auburn hair, and beautiful blue eyes, and a petite perky rack. We made small talk, and she helped me move a nightstand into my room. As we spent a couple minutes around each other, we seemed to eye flirt a little bit. I have a boyfriend, but I figured there was no harm in flirting a little bit with quite an attractive woman.

Later on, we met again in the hallway. She complimented me on my hair looking great and talked about how wild her early college days were. Then she started to say how she would love to revisit them one more time. As she told me this, she started to toy a bit with the bottom of my shirt. Continuing our conversation, her hands roamed up under my shirt a bit, feeling my stomach. I didn't protest. I was very much enjoying this new attention. Then she leaned in to my ear and whispered, 'Follow me.' I followed her down the hallway till she peeked in a room, she pulled me into the empty room and shut the door. I was about to kiss her when she put a hand over my mouth, pushed me against the wall, and said, 'No.' Then she pulled the straps of my shirt down to the side and slid my shirt down to reveal my 36dd bra. She squeezed my breasts through the bra and then slid the straps of my bra down to reveal my large breasts. Her eyes welled up with pure lust. She unbuttoned her shirt, revealing two small, but very perky breasts. She put my hands on her breasts, letting me touch for a while. She played with and tweaked my nipples, as I stood fascinated by her breasts. Then she yanked my shorts and panties down to my knees.

With a hand forcefully on my chest keeping me in place, she took her other hand and started exploring my pussy. She put her hand over my whole vulva and squeezed, then making circles around my clit. She started to finger me vigorously. I was in pure ecstacy of pleasure, breathing heavily, moaning but still keeping my moans somewhat muffled so no one would hear us and catch us. I held tight to her breasts as I had an earth shattering orgasm. As soon as it hit, she took her hand off my pussy and held on to my tits. My pussy actually quivered during this orgasm.

As the orgasm subsided, I calmed down, she pulled up my shorts, pulled up my shirt, buttoned up her shirt, and whispered in my ear, 'Thank you.' Then she bolted from the room. I collected myself and went back to getting my stuff set up in my room.

I still don't know whose mom she is. I haven't seen her visit or be around campus anywhere. She was my first cougar, but trust me, she is definitely not my last.