This is based on a true story which happened to me in November of 2009...up until this point, I had been with several old men, but this particular one was special and I still remember every detail...
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My name is Jeet...back in 2009, I was 23 years old, out of college and starting nursing school. I enjoyed my time and was living in the moment. I had one serious girlfriend in college, but we broke up soon after. I was young and adventurous. Part of that adventure was sexual. I had been attracted to old men (especially the overweight, seemingly unattractive ones) for quite some time, but it was not until college and living away from home for the first time in my life, that I was able to act upon this desire. I signed up for the usual dating profiles and hooked up with a few old men. I had some great experiences, but now I was back home again living with my parents and that burning desire to find another old man hit me hard.
I found another website, and in May of 2009, I created a profile. At first, I got a few hits. There were no pictures of myself on the website, but my profile was alluring nonetheless. One day, I received an e-mail...it was from a 56 year old man named Roger (real name concealed). He described himself as large and hairy and he also noted that he was interested in meeting me. He requested some pictures of mine. Included in his e-mail were his pictures...my heart started racing as I gazed at what appeared to be a massive bear of a man...his back completely covered in thick silver hair, his head balding on top. His lips looked thick and kissable, and he had glasses. He seemed like a gentle giant. He stated that he was about 6'2" and over 350 lbs. I was very protective of my privacy, so I never shared my pictures, but with him, I could not hold back. Nervous yet excited, I sent him a couple of my pictures.
I'm pretty modest, but girls generally think I'm good looking, and every man I had ever slept with was quite pleased with my face and body. I'm East Indian in origin, but I am relatively light skinned with an olive complexion. I run 3 miles a day and at the time I was around 170 lbs on a 5'10" body. I also lifted weights regularly and was pretty well-toned. I didn't quite have a six-pack but I was flat and firm in the stomach region. I suppose Roger concurred with the others and remarked at how handsome and attractive I was in the pictures.
We e-mailed back and forth for a few months until I was finally able to move away for some rotations. Fast forward to November 2009...I had e-mailed Roger and let him know of my plans to meet him.
In preparation, I shaved my legs and everything in between. I am naturally not very hairy to begin with, but I wanted to truly create an experience of submission.
That night I reached my new living quarters and once I settled in, I called him and we decided that I would meet at his place. I threw on some shorts (no underwear), a tanktop, and a zip-up sweater.
The drive there felt like forever. Finally, I reached, but had some difficulty getting to his actual apartment, so he stepped out to assist. I pulled up next to him and we stared at each other.
Here he was, all 6'2" 350+ pounds of bear staring down at me, stripping me naked with his eyes, fucking me, making me cum...I lost focus and my heart was going 160 bpm...I was shivering. He had a baritone voice and he looked at me and pointed to an open parking spot and told me to park there. I licked my lips and softly said "Ok". He was not able to notice that my hand was in between my legs, and that I was groping myself in excitement and also in anticipation.
I parked and stepped out. He was wearing shorts, an extra large button down shirt and shoes. He did not approach me, but I checked him out as we walked in. Once we entered the apartment, he came up to me to hug, but I pushed back and motioned that I wanted to take off my sweater first. At this point, I was wearing my tank top and shorts. He put his hand on my ass and guided me to a large sofa.
We sat down, I sat with my legs curled up but open towards him. He leaned in and asked me "How was the drive?"