It had been 6 years since I taught Jenny. She was now out of grad school and back in her home city. I remembered her as bubbly, vivacious, wicked smart, and driven. We kept in touch loosely on social media after she graduated and she messaged me immediately when she saw that I was presenting at a conference in her hometown.

Knowing I was a runner, she offered to take me for a jog in a local park so we could catch up. She picked me up at my hotel dressed in pretty typical gear — capri leggings and a sports bra. She was quite a bit younger than me and a former student so I didn’t even really pay attention at the time, but obviously noticed that she’d been keeping up with her running too. As we finished a light jog back at my hotel, we lingered chatting. It was mostly a chill run, but the heat of the summer in southern China can be oppressive.

“You hardly broke a sweat, I’m dripping!” Jenny teased as she playfully wiped a drop of sweat from her chest.

“I don’t do so bad for an old man,” I returned.

“I think you do great for a man of any age,” she declared boldly as she placed her fingers lightly on my arm and stared into my eyes. I honestly hadn’t thought of her like that until that exact moment. And then I noticed. She was short and petite and lithe with slim hips and a perky handful of tits. Her chest was rising and falling in a way that made me immediately start picturing her under me. Jenny’s smile was sweet but a little mischievous now. Jenny has pretty typical Cantonese features, though a little darker complexion (too much western influence for tanning on the beach!). She was a stunning little package and suddenly I wanted her desperately.

I took hold of Jenny’s wrist and led her into the hotel. Our conversation proceeded normally enough given the direction things had gone. I slipped the key card in the door, placed my hand on the small of her back, and led her in.

As soon as we entered the room, I used my hand on her back to turn Jenny to face me. My lips closed over hers and my hand slid down to cup her tight ass. She moaned as I pulled her against me and slipped my tongue into her mouth. She sucked my tongue and I pushed her up against the wall, hard. Jenny gasped as I became more forceful. I kissed her hard and let my hands roam freely. Her skin was still slick with sweat and her nipples hardened under my fingers as I pulled the sports bra over her head.

Grabbing her ass in both hands, I lifted her. She wrapped her legs around me and we kissed sloppily, lustily as I braced her against the wall. I stumbled awkwardly with her wrapped around me over to the bed. Dropping her down, I postured up.

“You want this? You want me to fuck you?”

She groaned and bit her lip, nodding yes. Fuck, I got even harder.

Somewhere along the way we’d kicked off our running shoes and I slipped my fingers into the waistband of her leggings. In one motion I lifted her ass off the bed and peeled them off. There she was, knees up, legs slightly spread, nipples hard on her small breasts, wearing nothing but the ubiquitous Calvin Klein thong.

I kissed her again, licked the drops of sweat from the hollow of her neck, and swirled my tongue around her left nipple. I took it lightly between my teeth and reached between her legs, rubbing my thumb over her wet panties. Grabbing her right leg, I twisted her over to get a look at that ass framed in the thong. I couldn’t resist and took a little nibble. She squealed. I gave it a light spank. Jenny drew in her breath hard.

I peeled off her thong and knelt next to the bed, holding her thighs apart. Jenny looked down in a mixture of trepidation and excitement. I licked her wet pussy from almost her ass to her clit. My tongue flat against her pussy I licked her length again. Looking up at her, I winked mischievously before sucking her clit between my lips. She screamed out and I sucked harder on her clit. The soft hair above her pussy was fragrant with sweat and lust and I drank her in. Releasing her clit I went to work. Kissing. Licking. Pushing my tongue inside her dripping pussy. I held her legs firmly and ate Jenny’s tight wet young pussy.

I pushed my finger in slowly, curling it up. I took her clit between my teeth gently and flicked it with my tongue. Jenny’s legs trembled as I finger fucked her and flicked my tongue fast across her clit. In less than a minute she was bucking, moaning, calling out my name.

“Fuck, yes, Mr. Ashley!” She came hard, spasming, my beard soaked with her juices. Her pussy clamped around my finger and I swirled my tongue around her clit. Jenny gasped and moaned as she came and I rode her all the way through.

As she calmed, I slid up her body and kissed her deeply. She seemed surprised at first but then kissed back aggressively. Her hips lifted to rub against my throbbing cock.

“My friends call me Ash, Jenny.”

“Fuck me, Mr. Ashley.”

I groaned and sank my hard cock deep into her waiting pussy. She was soaked but still so fucking tight. Pulling back then slamming my hips forward. I was so turned on I couldn’t wait, couldn’t ease into it. She invited me deeper, fingers digging into my arms and legs wrapped around me as I fucked her. We both gasped and groaned and thrashed. Hard. Insistent. I fucked Jenny with everything I had.

It wasn’t long before my balls tightened. Smacking against her ass as I drove in deep.

“I’m going to cum.”

“Please, Mr. Ashley. Cum for me!”

It was too much. Her tiny tits bouncing. Her tight body sheathed in sweat. Her wet pussy gripping my hard cock. The look of lust in her face. I pulled out not a moment too soon and exploded. Gripping my cock I came like a firehose. Spilling my hot cum out, the first shot splashed across her body from chest to chin. The next ones landed on her belly and finally on her downy pussy fur.

Sweat dripped down. I was spent.

“That was fucking amazing, Jenny.”

“I’ve never been fucked like that before, Mr. Ashley. No one has ever made me cum… with their mouth. I loved it.”

Collapsing, I fell beside her and stared at her cum covered body.

“I’m glad I can still teach you something.”