I fucked a college chick in Minnesota

On my latest return tour of the mess that has become modern America I ended up banging a very hot college chick in Minnesota. I put in a little bit of effort but I was hardly chasing tail. Still I ended up piping a twenty year old pussy dead in the middle of the land of frowns. Score one for the good guys!

I was passing through a place called Rochester on Interstate 90 when I decided to stop for a while. There a few colleges here, and quite a few college chicks too. I didn’t know that when I got into the town. But I quickly found out once I was there. Based on my limited experience the place might even be one of the easiest cities to have sex in the US. At the very least it supports my theory that smaller towns in middle America are some of the best places for out of towners to get some strange.

Checking out Rochester

When I got to Rochester I checked into my hotel. I took a shower then immediately hopped on Tinder just to take a look around. I saw a mix of pretty plain looking women but it wasn’t as bad as I’ve seen in some other parts of the country. As usual I swiped on every chick who good enough to bang. After all I was looking for sex. Not a life partner.

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To be honest, I didn’t get many matches. After I worked my way through about 100 profiles I went out to get something to eat. As I was cutting into my steak I got a notification that I had a match. I opened it up and it was a decent looking 20-year-old chick with pale skin and blonde hair. It would turn out later that she was way better than average. But in the pics on Tinder, she was just normal looking. I said “hi” and she immediately brought up our age difference. In fact she actually said she had a dad fetish.

I wasn’t offended in the least. I am not afraid of dating younger women. So I just laughed it off and said I would be glad to play the part. I could tell right off the bat that this chick was going to be fun. I wanted to strike while the iron was hot. I asked her to meet me for coffee. She asked where I wanted to go. I told her I was in town on business and asked her to recommend a place. She suggested a cafe near her campus. I agreed and we met about 2 hours later.

A surprisingly nice date

I showed up first, dressed for success as usual. I waited in my car until I saw her heading into the cafe. She showed up on foot. She had wavy bleach blonde hair with blue highlights, a ring through her nose, baggy jeans and some kind of high black boots. And she was absolutely gorgeous. Somewhat tall and thin but with nice big titties and a model quality face. Were we a match? More like the odd couple. But I didn’t care and it turned out she didn’t either.

I walked in and approached her. She greeted me like we were old friends and jumped right into conversation. She ordered some kind of chai tea and I got a coffee drink. I paid and I’m pretty sure that’s what she expected. The cashier probably thought I was her professor or something. Almost immediately she mentioned the clothes I was wearing and said my outfit was “really dad style.” Before I could get insulted she told me that’s what she loves. Then she went into a spiel about guys her age being immature and afraid of women.

I mentioned something about younger guys playing video games and dressing like they are homeless. Then I went into something about the way things were back in my day. Rather than ignore me like an old grandpa she genuinely engaged me and came back with some thoughts and stories of her own. Impressive!

A surprisingly nice date

I have to say that we had a really nice talk. I got lost in the conversation more than I did in her beauty. But she was absolutely beautiful, even with the weird clothes piercings and hair colors. At least she didn’t have any nasty tattoos! After the cafe she said she knew a cool local market. We headed there on foot and on the way she started holding my hand.

One thing I always miss when I am outside of America is the great seasonal food that comes out in Autumn. You know, apple cider, pumpkin spice latte, turkey with stuffing, cranberry sauce. So on my long date with this chick I managed to squeeze at least two of them in. I had a pumpkin spice latte at the cafe where we first met. Then later I grabbed a nice hot apple cider at the market we wandered through.

To me this date was already a win. Nice conversation, exercise from the walking, hanging out with a hot younger chick, and imbibing in two of my favorite drinks of all time. I was actually totally satisfied without ever getting this chick into bed. That’s not to say I didn’t want to bang her though. Or at least see were things went. I was thirsty for fall drinks but not really thirsting for the punani. That might be one reason why I ended up balls deep in it.

We ended up sitting on a bench and continuing our talk while eating some snacks from the market. The conversation got a little more serious. She told me about some personal stuff and struggles she’s had in the past. No drugs or alcohol or anything like that. Just issues dealing with people that I could actually relate too. The sun started to go down and she asked where I was staying. I told her I was in a local hotel. I offered to drive her home. She asked why I wouldn’t just invite her to my room.

Back to the room

You don’t have to wave pussy in my face to get me going. Even though I was tired as hell at this point I invited her to my room. First the first time since I met her several hours ago she started to seem a little nervous. She asked a bunch of questions about me and the place I was staying. After I answered she seemed satisfied and agree to go. But she made me promise that she could sleep over. She didn’t want to go home in the middle of the night. No problem there my dear!

When we arrived at the hotel parking lot she took longer than normal to get out of the car. I asked her if she was okay and offered to take her home if she didn’t really want to go to my room. I guess that really relieved her or something because she smiled, jumped out of the car, and gave me a big tight hug. So off we went through the side entrance and up to my room.

She wanted to shower first which is the norm in Asia but a bit weird back in America. I appreciated the gesture though. I told her I wanted to shower too. But she came out of the bathroom butt naked so I never got around to it. She had big firm tits with bright pink nipples. Her stomach was flat as a pancake. Her legs were just right and her ass was shapely if a little on the flat side. She really looked like a model except for a few things.

She had a huge natural bush. Long brown hairs that spread all the way down to her legs. She was all natural! She even had small clumps of armpit hair just like the college student I boned in Nebraska. Guess what though? It didn’t tune me out or turn me off one bit. This was a real woman in her prime. I soaked up the pheromones as I jumped up and embraced her like a pack of wild piranhas on a fresh piece of meat.

I banged her thoroughly, and it was good

We were making out like two lovers with nothing better to do. I had my tongue all inside her mouth like I was doing a hands on dental examination. I touched every inch of her body and ended up with both hands grasping her tight little ass like a Harlem Globe Trotter with a basketball. My cock got so hard that it almost ripped through my boxer shorts. She reached down and grabbed the head of it and let out a really loud moan. For whatever reason she was as into this as me.

I pushed her back on the bed and got ready to dive in. She pulled down my boxers but immediately stopped me. “Do you have a condom?” she asked. “Fuck, no I don’t,” I answered. She got up, went into her oversized black purse, and pulled out a rubber. I raced to put it on while she laid back on the bed, spread her legs, and lightly rubbed her finger over her glistening pink slit.

Her pussy was small with barely any labia showing. Not because of the big bush either. She just had one of those nice tight “innies.” I decided to skip dining on her snatch and just put my dick right up against her twat. We made out and groped each other more and my throbbing prick just slid in naturally. It was one of the tighter holes I’ve been inside of in quite a while. And I enjoyed every minute of it.

I fucked her slowly but intensely. It was more like making love than pounding one out. We did multiple positions. There was a lot of kissing and mutual touching. She came at least three times that I could count. Finally, when I could take no more, I laid back and let her ride on it. When she leaned in to let me pump a little harder I finally lost all control and shot a massive wad into the cock sock.

That was that

I pulled out. She laid back and smiled. Then she rolled over and closed her eyes. Her ass looked nicer in this position. Her body was good that I almost got horny again just from checking her out from behind. But I was too tired to do any more damage.

I got up and took a nice hot shower. When I came out, she was already asleep. I fell asleep next to her at around midnight. I was sound asleep when I heard a screeching sound four hours later. Before I could realize what was going on I saw her running around the room like a nut.

“What’s wrong?” I asked. “I have to get to home and get ready for my first class” she exclaimed. I tried to get up and around as she used the bathroom. She came out and explained that she could go home on her own. I said that was crazy. But she insisted and told me to go back to sleep because I looked exhausted. I told her that she wore me out. She laughed, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and headed out the door.

She texted me later that day. I asked for a picture because I missed her. She took a smiling selfie. I thought about meeting her again, but decided to keep on pushing down the road. I told her I was leaving town but that I hoped I would meet her again. “I doubt we will,” she replied succinctly. And she is probably right. But it was good while it lasted.

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