He Owns Me (PM only)

[Little_Red_Rose]

I've always liked older men, let me just get that out of the way. It was odd - I was only eighteen but just the thought of being with someone more experienced that I was, and most definitely more mature than the boys my age, was enough to send a shiver down my spine. Now please, don't get me wrong, I wasn't easy or anything (in fact, I have only been with one guy during high school but I digress...), but I wanted to be shown how real men fuck. Yep, that's right. I didn't want the awkward, teenaged bedroom session - I wanted to be used and abused in bed. It's so weird to even think this, especially as a psychology major, but I wanted to be dominated. But hey, that was my little secret and trust me, no one even had the slightest clue. I was a feisty, strong willed, adamant woman and as far as people knew, this desire of mine was unthinkable. But anyway, it wasn't as if I would ever pursue it. Hell, I was more focused on my studies than anything else in the world - this was, to the point, where I was sure that the next guy I'd be with would be around my 30s and it'd probably be the guy I would marry or something.

Anyway, my name is Emily. Nice to meet you (well, whoever's reading my blog I suppose).

http://i1080.photobucket.com/albums/j328/Nomoremtvsoda/Nomoremtvsoda009/f74bcf34-d800-4ce5-8b9b-a6d86ca6c551_zpsr4suvecq.jpg​

I studied psychology here in West Virginia State College, WVSC. I'm a really active student, just so you know. I'm involved in practically every extra-curricular that you can think of and between you and me, I practically live for school. Hell, I live on campus and I can't remember the last time I even stepped outside of me. Mind you, campus is pretty huge - I do about twenty minutes of cardio a day just by running around the area...and I run pretty freaking fast. I do this around the late evening, when most students are at home or out drinking. But I have to tell you about recently which kind of stood out of the regular.

Anyway, so my running outfit is always the same; a blue sports bra, a pair of orange shorts and sneakers. The thing about my outfit though is that it shows a lot of skin. Yeah, I know...do I have to show that much skin? Not really, but I felt comfortable exercising like that and I wasn't about to change that for anything. Besides, like I said no one was around when I would exercise so why would I be shy? Even if my orange shorts showed a lot of my big round ass.

http://i1080.photobucket.com/albums/j328/Nomoremtvsoda/Nomoremtvsoda009/tumblr_nmg930X1dy1qivd1ao1_500_zpsvspqyvlj.jpg​

But this day, like I said earlier, was unlike another. So, I'm running this usual route of mine but something feels different. I'm not sure when it happened, but along my route someone who was running not too far away from me. Through some phone booths stationed around campus, I was able to see my reflection and the view of a man behind me...fucking filming me from behind.

I had half a mind to slow down and try to deck this guy but something happened. I felt this excited ache to my stomach and I thought to myself...

"Holy hell, am I enjoying this?"

Yeah, I was. It didn't help that on my way back home, I got a good view of the man in question and he looked more...mature than a lot of the male students around campus. Hell, he could even be a professor.

Okay, professor was a bit farfetched. The thing is, I was so damn excited from this unexpected encounter that I looked for the video online...and what if I found was this:

"Found this sexy PAWG at WVSC tonight. Check out this video I got of her running and strutting her stuff.

http://i1080.photobucket.com/albums/j328/Nomoremtvsoda/Nomoremtvsoda009/tumblr_nmg930X1dy1qivd1ao1_500_zpsvspqyvlj.jpg

Donate some money and let's see if I can get that fat ass on my lap sometime soon. "​

And there was a meter for this 'donation'...and it's goal was reached just an hour ago. It was at 2000$ at the moment.

"People are willing to pay money to have this disgusting man fuck me?" I thought to myself. It was really nasty and I had this knot in my stomach. On one hand, I wanted to stay in all the time. Maybe put some jogging pants and use the gym at the student center from now on. On the other hand...well...I wanted to go out again tonight and see just how this man was planning on getting into my pants.

...I went with the latter.


[[ I'm looking for one dominant, perverted writer to play a dominant, older, pervert. If you're interested, please send me a PM. I don't bite! ]]

 

[Bevatoria]

I've always liked younger girls. Although there was no reason for me to get that out of the way, as I idly leant down to tie my shoes, my baggy grey t-shirt and black shorts swishing around my legs as I stretched and moved. I was a jogger, but this wasn't my usual haunt; at least for exercise, anyways. I took a few classes here, sure, but not many people really knew me, Nathan 'nate' Eagleson.

If they did, I suspect half of the campus would be shunning me, and the other half giving me high fives and maybe donating to the fund I'd set up to get with a certain one of the girls on campus. There was definitely an abundance of fine female flesh to ogle around, but I decided to focus on one in particular when I saw her jogging around in skimpy tops and shorts. So, one night, I decided I'd film her running around; when questioned, I'd claim to be doing something else, of course.

She seemed to see me, but didn't stop, so I pushed it even further, putting it online and asking for donations. Not that I needed incentive to try to 'fuck' her, but I'd be putting myself at risk if she were to find out. To my lack of surprise, the internet was on board with my perverted thinking and I had 2gs to try to knock this hottie up.

My problem, if there was one, was my age. At forty three, I wasn't exactly a prime bed candidate for many of the women around here. Still, this was a challenge worthy of my time, so I kept stretching, waiting for her to come down and hoping she either wouldn't recognize me from a few nights ago, or wouldn't care...

My route had lead me to outside her dorm, and so when I saw someone come out, I smiled and waved. "Hey. Nice night for a jog." I called out.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

So, here I was outside around 7:15 PM. It was my usual jogging time, the cool summer breeze running through the air and the sunset just around the corner. Like I've mentioned earlier, it was the ideal time because hardly a soul was out on campus. Well, hardly a soul; there evidently was another person running about and some part of me wanted to bump into him again.

There was danger in it and some part of me craved to be close to it.

Yep, he was scum and obviously wanted something from me. He got to other women before, judging from his lewd videos. I wanted to reel him in, to be perfectly honest and...let myself off the hook. That's right, I was planning on enticing him and getting out of this before it got too messy.

"Hey. Nice night for a jog."

Speak of the devil.

I couldn't tell, at least immediately, if it was him - seeing as he was missing the camera and all. But not even a second later, it hit me; of course it was him. What kind of messed up coincidence would it be for another 'jogger' to be waiting right outside my dorm? My heart pumped as I answered back:

"Sure is. You're passing through this route too?"

 

[Bevatoria]

"Sure is. You're passing through this route too?"

"Just stopping for a spell." I responded politely, keeping my gaze on her as she walked up. A quick once-over, no more then anyone else who'd seen her in that purple top and tight orange shorts, but eventually I met her gaze again. "I'm Nate." Didn't extend my hand, as I wanted to keep this 'professional'. "Wanna join me for my run?"

Her response made me think I was in the clear. If she had any idea I was the creep who'd been taping her, or that I'd attempted stunts like this on several other women before, I would've never gotten the time of day. But she almost seemed eager; maybe she liked the idea of not jogging alone. I wasn't as much of an workout person as she seemed to be, judging by the tone on her smooth stomach and legs, assets I tried to admire every chance I got as we started off.

"Do you always jog at this time of night?" I asked innocently, as if I didn't know already. "I just figure with an outfit like that you'd be attracting cute guys left and right." Being older then her, I hoped I could get away with teasing a bit, as if I had no interest in her curvy body.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Wanna join me for my run?"

Maybe I was a little too eager to have Nate join me for the run. Maybe I should have been more 'cool' about it, because I was a little too happy to say "Sure thing!" and have him exercise with me. Hell, I even smiled. My worry was to give him the impression that I enjoyed the thought of him giving me attention. Which let's be honest here, I was hoping to get sometime during the run. Not too much of it, just enough.

"Do you always jog at this time of night? I just figure with an outfit like that you'd be attracting cute guys left and right."

And there it was. I guess that this was his way of trying to flirt with me. Well, I guess that I'd give him some that;

"Oh, do you like it?" I said nonchalantly before letting out a slight giggle. Maybe this got him to give me another look, or something...

Still, I can't be too flirty right? God, I was terrible at this.

 

[Bevatoria]

"Oh, do you like it?" she responded with a bit of a giggle; I found a chuckle escaping my own mouth at her semi obvious come on. She wanted me to look, and who would I be if I didn't refuse a lady's invitation? I didn't stay focused on her too long but long enough for her to know and I nodded. "Sure do. Assuming you care about the opinion of an old man, anyways."

Then we started to jog. I tried to let her lead - both due to my relative unfamiliarity with her jogging route (don't look at me like that; I'd only followed her once and because I wanted to steal looks at her ass in those shorts when we moved along. But being a mindless gawker wouldn't serve me well. I was taller then her, and it was only my longer strides that was helping me keep up, and my heavy breathing came naturally as I had to struggle to keep pace. "Good looking and in shape. You must have guys fawning over you left and right, don't you?"

I hoped being much older then her would make my less then innocent questions seem like harmless teasing, and I shrugged it off. "Ah, it's not really my business, I guess." I let a bit of time pass as we continued along the path. "I'm just glad for your company, that's all. I hate exercising alone."

That wasn't a lie. Although I wasn't about to tell her what kind of exercise I had in mind...