not_so_smooth | For Sam Carter

Sam arrived in a sharply tailored uniform which said two things immediately to anyone who looked at her: she had her proverbial shit together and she was hot. She strode across the floor with complete confidence and shook the hand of the professor before she stepped to the lectern.

"Hello, I'm Major Samantha Carter, but don't let the rank fool you. I also hold dual doctorates in theoretical astrophysics and engineering, I'm a fully trained soldier, pilot and completed space mission training before taking another line of work for the Air Force." She paused for a moment to let that sink in and kill some of the usual questions and concerns of her gender right off the bat.

"I'd like to thank Professor Colan for inviting me here to speak today and hope this will be an enlightening hour for all of us." Sam again gave a moment for the room to settle before she began.

She sat in on a lively discussion of string theory which easily tied into general relativity and then led to her farther afield topic and the one that the professor had really invited her for. "And that leads to M Theory. Or what you might know better as Multiverse theory. This is not as crazy and out there as you might think or have heard. And it's become more and more mathematically obvious that there is validity to the theory. Other timelines, infinite varieties of them, branching off from our own and running concurrently with changes as tiny as a single atom to ones where life never started on Earth."

That was a lot for college kids to take in so she helped herself to a sip of water before she went on.

Holy shit, military guy was a military lady and she was smoking hot! Sam was even more regretting that he was in the front row but at least any awkward boners would be mostly hidden by the table attached to his desk. The fact that she was brilliant did not help at all but that was also incredibly hot as far as he was concerned. Not only that but she was talking about the sort of stuff that Sam was really interested in so he was hooked on every word, taking notes furiously as she talked. When she stopped to take a drink of water Sam's hand shot up and he was pretty sure that he could hear his professor groan.

"Uhhh, Doctor Major Carter, sir... ma'am... I have a question. Questions, actually, about the different dimensions. Do you think it's possible for there to be dimensions where physics doesn't function the same way it does in our dimension? Also what are your thoughts on traveling large distances via faster-than-light methods versus wormholes?"

"Doctor Carter is fine." Sam cut in and then listened to his questions which were surprising. They were in-depth and thoughtful and the sort of thing that required thinking beyond standard textbooks, beyond most higher-level discussion than should be happening at this point in the curriculum.

"Well, yes. In fact, the multiverse theory more or less guarantees that there is. It's theorized that an infinite number of alternate universes are possible. Flight, superpowers, silica life forms, these are all equally as plausible as a universe where the only difference is that I have dark hair." The first part of his question was easy because it was literally just confirming what he'd supposed.

The second too more thought she smiled just a little. "Well, the idea of an Einstein–Rosen bridges has been around a long time. That you could, by extensive calculations and an enormous amount of energy, puncture space-time by connecting to otherwise unrelated points in space and allow instantaneous transmission from the point of origin to the destination. Of course, this is all theoretical, but if your interested in learning more why not stay after and we can discuss some research I've found particularly helpful on the subject."

She had to move on before she got more sidetracked but a mind like that could be an asset to the Stargate program and she'd be a fool to not vet him further.

The lecture ran another forty-five minutes and ranged over topics heavy enough that many in the class tuned out, except one very avid listener in the front row.

Sam was practically bouncing with excitement by the time the lecture was over. A few of the students came up and thanked Doctor Carter after while Sam stayed in his seat and waited for them to leave. Maybe she had just been polite about wanting to talk to him after but he was really hoping that she had been genuine. She didn't seem like the type to be disingenuous about that sort of thing though, at least from all the he'd picked up on from her discussion. Brilliant, really hot, and seemingly nice? That was a pretty killer combination.

"Doctor Carter, I'm hoping you still have time to talk?" Sam asked, standing up to head over to where she was standing. His arms were awkwardly full of his backpack and his notebook but the haphazardness was partially in an attempt to hide the hard on he was sporting.

"I don't know if you want to get coffee or if they let you use an office here or something? I just have... a lot of questions that a lot of people don't take as seriously as you do"

Sam was packing her things away when the student who had asked what was probably the only real provoking question of the day approached her. She paused and smiled a bit at his continued enthusiasm. He reminded her of Daniel when he got a head full of steam over some new alien language or artifact.

"Yes, I flew out for the course and don't fly back until Sunday evening." She finished sliding her notes into her briefcase and noted the young man's attention was not just to her presentation but to herself. He was a college student, what..maybe 20? 21 tops. But he was cute and he had that trembling sort of excitement that always got her attention.

Sam bent to pick up her purse and coat from behind the lectern and rose to tuck both over her arm. "Most of what I discussed isn't exactly stirring conversation for most people. And I've had a long day already if you want to pick my brain you can do it over food at my hotel. Is that alright?"

“Yeah of course, definitely. Definitely that’s great. What do you want? I can pick something up?” Sam offered. He wasn’t thinking that this was anything more than her just offering to talk about science stuff but Sam didn’t care because he was excited just to talk at her. And look at her, because she was super hot.

“There are a lot of good places. Chinese? Pizza? Thai? It’s a college town so... lots of options.”

Sam wasn’t sure if she’d go for anything like that but he wanted to offer. Of course, given how she looked she might want something healthier?

“Or salads. There are places with salads. And things. If you like salads and things?”

She had to laugh at that, he was jsut buzzing with energy wasn't he? And clearly he was very interested in her and, well, how often did she wind up in a situation like this? Free time on the government dime? She could indulge just this once right? Maybe consider it her part in investing in the youth minds of tomorrow.

"I actually like steak, the hotel has great room service. Why don't you bring your questions and meet me there around seven. We'll talk and have some food and I'm sure it will be very illuminating for you." Really for Sam she was being utterly shameless, even if this wasn't as forward as some women could be, it was still not her forte, she just wasn't always the flirt. But when the universe presents an opportunity one must take it.

Sam took a note card and jotted down the hotel information with her room number and phone number and handed it to Sam.

"See you at seven?"

“Seven is good. Great even. I’ll have lots of questions and be ready to be illuminated,” Sam said, trying to not babble too much. It seemed like she was maybe flirting with him but he wasn’t entirely sure. The idea of it suddenly had him really excited and aroused. Well, maybe not suddenly because he’d been turned on the entire time.

Sam gave her a thumbs up, not sure what else to say, before he headed out of the class with a huge grin on his face.

He was at her place at 7 as promised and actually had brought some of his books and some notebooks as well. He wasn’t completely sure that this was going to be a “thing” but he wanted to make sure in case it wasn’t he was prepared. Also just to keep up appearances, right? Right.

Nervously wiping his hands on his pants Sam gave a knock on her door and waited for her.

Sam had dressed down once she got back to her hotel, indeed she allowed herself to relax with a hot shower and change out of uniform. So when the knock at her door came she answered in a simple white cotton tank top that skimmed just to above her navel and was snug enough to make it clear she was not wearing a bra when glimpsed under then lose open white button up shirt over it. And for a woman her age she was impressively holding up to gravity honestly. Blue jeans framed a firm ass and well toned legs making her over all what would be a MILF if she had a kid.

Sam stepped back with a smile an waved an invitation to the other Sam to enter. "You found it ok." She nodded and shut the door behind him, quietly turning the knob to 'do not disturb.'

She pushed off the door and over to the table to pick up the menu she'd been flipping through and handed him another. "The government is picking up the tab for dinner, so feel free to order what you like."

Okay. So earlier Sam thought maybe he had a uniform fetish from the way he was reacting to how Major Carter looked but now he was pretty sure that he was just into Major Carter. Like, right now she just had on a tank top and button up shirt that really showed off her tits. Why did no one tell him women her age had tits like that?

"Oh, yeah, I came. I mean I came here. To your hotel room. Where you are," Sam said, doing his best to maintain eye contact. It was a bit difficult though because titties but she was also gorgeous so that was nice too. Then she turned around and he couldn't take her eyes off her ass... holy shit this was insane.

"Uh, salad is good. I like salad. To eat. Salad is good," Sam told her. Honestly he was a little worried about stuffing himself with something heavy and then being sick.

He was frenetic which was enough to make her almost laugh, Sam hadn't seen a young man so frazzled since she was his age. It was flattering to think she'd driven him to that, and to think he was probably popping an erection already given how his eyes were glued to certain bits of her anatomy.

She sat the menu aside to the table and rested her hands on her hips, the effect of the pulling the white shirt open and letting him see the darker shadow of her areola under the strained cotton of her tank top and the rise of her hardening nipples. Hey, of course she was getting turned on by being ogled, being found sexy was arousing.

"Sam, may I call you that?" She waited for his agreement before continuing. "I think we have a mutual situation here. An attraction between us."

"For instance I can see you staring at my breasts and it's making my nipples hard. It seems like we could resolve this to both of our satisfaction don't you think?" She inhaled expanding her chest and pushing out those luscious breasts in part tease part offering.

"I think we should have sex, or if I'm honest the way my body feels about it, I think we should fuck."

“Uhhhhh...”

It took Sam a moment to process all this for several reasons. One, she was sticking her chest out and showing off her tits, which were amazing. The second was because he was already rock hard so there was a lack of blood flow to his brain. Finally he was just shocked that she was so forward.

Just seeing her nipples hard made him want to suck and nibble on them, to kiss across those amazing tits everywhere but those sensitive nubs before giving them attention. His cock was already tight against his pants, clearly outlined and eager for her.

“I mean yes! Yes. Definitely yes to fucking. Like... holy shit you are really hot and I’m already super hard. And I totally came with legit questions but fuck yes I want to fuck you,” Sam sort of waved his hands around as he spoke, hoping that his rambling would come across as enthusiasm rather than anything else.

“I’ve been thinking about you since class. During class...”

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"You brought up enough good questions in the lecture that I believe you, and I'm happy to discuss more. But you are not in any frame of mind to talk theoretical astrophysics right now." Sam shook her head with humor and slid off her button up shirt, folding it neatly over the chair beside the table.

"How old are you, Sam?" She was betting he was 22 at most, but he still had the coltish eagerness of a teen so he had probably spent more time fascinated by science than experimenting with girls.

He seemed young, and obviously eager, refractory rates being what they were for men in the younger age brackets they could easily afford to pop him early to give them time to work on enjoying themselves more at a less rushed pace and without having to explain or apologize for anything.

Though she'd never been with a younger man, not this much younger anyway, before she was warming to the idea of playing something of a desirable figure of maturity. She herself had been drawn to that in more than a few people and could understand the appeal.

“21, I’m 21,” Sam said. He had a feeling she was going to be okay with that age just because she couldn’t expect him to be much older than that. “I’m not a virgin though! I just mean, I’ve been with girls. A girl. I had a girlfriend so I’m not... I’m not completely clueless. Just so you know you don’t have to teach me everything. Not that I’m not prepared to learn, I love learning, learning is great...”

Fuuuuuuck, he was rambling so much but he was so distracted by her that it was hard to really focus on coherent words. He was kind of making sense though, right?

“Sorry you just... those tits are epic and I’m hard... it’s hard... but I’m also hard... Focusing is hard.”

That soothed her conscience somewhat, he was legal, he had experience and he was eager on his own. She wasn't taking advantage of anything here. Sam nodded to herself and decided that was all the deeper thought she needed to put into things.

"I want this to be a night we'll both enjoy and remember. I want us to take our time and explore like scientists do. But I think we need to take care of you first. See right now you're having an extreme reaction," Sam stepped closer to him, her hands reaching out to ease off whatever jacket or bag or anything he still had on him and guide him to the bed.

"And while that has you reactive and ready, it's also going to make things end quickly. So, let's get this first one out of the way, and then work towards more after." She approached it with the same voice of smooth, authority she'd had in the lecture but this time there was a sexy velvet purr underlining it.

She pushed him back onto the bed and straddled his thighs, sitting her firm ass just on his knees. "Brace your head up on those pillows, then open your pants and take out your dick."

She waited patiently for him to comply looking every bit as cool and collected as she had in front of the lecture hall.

"Yeah I'm not- not going to forget this," Sam reassured her as she maneuvered him to the bed and pushed him down. This was crazy hot and Sam wasn't sure if this sort of forwardness was an older woman thing or a military thing or what but it was really, really doing things for him. Also the way her voice sent shivers through his body was just unfair. Was there any way that this woman wasn't super hot? Sam was pretty sure that there was not.

"I'm so fucking hard for you," Sam said, undoing his pants, fumbling a bit in the excitement of it all. He was eventually able to get them undone and pushed down enough that he could move his boxers down and expose his cock. Sam wasn't huge or anything but he wasn't embarrassed by his size. The head was large and already glistening with pre-cum as he looked at her with a hungry expression.

"Show me how you get yourself off. Don't worry, I'll provide the visual aids." Sam skimmed her fingers up along the top of her jeans, over the strip of skin that showed between that and the edge of her tank top and pulled the knit material up by tortuously slow degrees.

Bit by bit of her was revealed to him, skin tanned and toned form hard work and exercise but also marked with scars. A thin silvery line here, a puckered crater there, a raised line somewhere else. She'd seen combat and lived to tell the tales, here was a woman who was completely confident in her body and ability and she was sitting on top of him wanting him to jack off for her.

Finally the shirt pulled up the the lower curve of her breasts, heavy but firm, they moved when the tight material was pulled away. A simple jiggle that rolled through the rounded flesh more so as more was bared, all the way to the two dark areola centered high and proud with large, hard nipples that jutted out now free of constricting cloth. Sam tossed the shirt away and cupped her breasts, squeezing the mounds and working them before moving a single finger from each hand to tease at her nipples.

She assumed this would be enough to make him pop round one quick enough, then they could have fun working toward the real good stuff.

Sam was entranced as she slowly revealed her breasts. Even through the tank top he could see that they were incredible and his hand started to stroke his cock almost without thinking about it. When they were finally fully exposed he gave a low groan as he looked at her with a hazy, hungry expression. Pupils dilated, his breathing coming more rapidly, all of it evidence of just how turned on he was.

Of course, there was also his rock hard cock and how he was stroking it faster now. It was basically instinct at this point, even though he hadn't gotten off in a while his body knew the motions almost unconsciously.

"Fuck those are perfect," he said, his voice a bit deeper with need. His hand twisted a bit as he stroked himself, making himself go a bit slower before speeding up. "So close... haven't come in so long I'm so close... fuck... fuck... ah!"

Sam's entire body shook as he came, back arching up off the bed as he exploded in pleasure. He could feel his cock pulsing in his hand, cum shooting all over his chest for what seemed like forever before he finally fell back against the bed.

"Yes Sam, god that looks so good...stroke it." She encouraged him as he brought himself off until she moaned along with him as he came across his chest.

She'd prepared for this, Samantha had a wash cloth on the nightstand but didn't reach for it yet. No first she let a fingertip play up and along the length if his still throbbing cock. Along the split of the head, through the wet thick fluid of his cum. She swirled patterns over his skin in his own spend. Formulae and theorem played out across him in his seed before she brought her fingertip to her lips and licked delicately at the cooling pearly substance. Typically male, salty a bit bitter but it was all for the effect it would have on him.

She fetched the cloth and began slowly and meticulously cleaning him with it. Every inch of him bathed and cleaned until no sign of his cum remained behind.

"There, now don't you feel better?"

This was unlike anything Sam had ever experienced in his life. If all older, more experienced women were this incredible then he was never going to be with someone his age again. She had definitely ruined him for anything that was just normal sex from now on and he was pretty okay with that.

While he didn’t have her experience or her bag of tricks that made him shudder as she slid her finger along his cum covered chest he did have the benefit of youth, which meant that his cock got hard almost immediately again, especially while he was staring at those incredible tits of hers.

“I don’t know… I’m feeling hungry. Thirsty? Eat… I want to eat you out. I want to kiss up the inside of your legs and explore your pussy with my lips. Tease your ass with my tongue…”

His enthusiasm made Sam smile, almost laugh. Oh, the benefits of youth. But the sentiment did arouse her, if he wanted to please her why not give him the chance? She wriggled out of her bottoms and tossed them aside.

Sam rolled to her back and offered herself up with a wave over her body. "Taste anything you want." She moved a hand behind his head to guide him first to her chest, rounded full breasts tipped with hard nipples. She brought his mouth to her nipple.

"You've been staring at them since I was giving the lecture. So go on, my nipples are very sensitive so lick first then suck and when you get them really hard you can bite." Still educating him even now, though the lecture material was probably more enjoyable for him and certainly was for her.

She parted her thighs and moved her hand down over her smooth mound to start enjoying herself.

"Fuck," Sam hissed quietly as he bent his head down to lick along her nipple. This was absolutely crazy in the best way possible. No one would ever believe him that this had happened. Not that he would tell anyone of course but even if he did no one would believe it.

His tongue worked a circle around her nipple before flicking against it then giving a long lick along the hard numb. His lips wrapped around it then and he sucked a bit, tongue licking along her flesh before slowly pulling off, sucking as he did so.

Sam tentatively blew a cool breath over the wet nipple before taking it in his mouth again, sucking at it before his teeth lightly grazed over it, testing whether she was ready for that or not.

"Mmmhmm that feels good." she nodded encouragingly and brought his hand up to her other breast, showing him with her fingers on his how to squeeze it, to feel her up not too hard but enough to make her breast swell. Then she guided his fingers how to toy with that nipple while he worked on the other one.

"Very good." Only her voice had dropped now, husky undertone in it sounding almost like a purr. And she moved with a feline grace too, shifting her thighs as her hand played slowly and softly along her folds. She wasn't trying to get off, she'd leave that for him but she was definitely working herself up.

"Bite, not too hard, like you were biting your finger." she hissed softly, absolutely a sound of pleasure though. "Getting me so wet." She moaned softly and worked her hand a little more deliberately between her legs.

Okay, so Sam was no stranger to multitasking during sex but part of the issue was that she was so hot and so fun that she was a little distracting and he'd kind of forgotten to play with her other breast until she brought his hand up to it. Also, her encouragement was SUPER hot and he had no idea he had a praise kink but there it was.

He bit her nipple like instructed, making sure not to be too hard but also so that she'd feel it. He worked it with his teeth for just a bit before he licked and kissed it soothingly. As he did so he pinched the other nipple between his fingernails, letting her feel the contrasting sensations.

"Been so hard since I first saw you... wearing that uniform, barely hiding all your curves..."

He clearly enjoyed her curves and she was enjoying him on them. He did very well with instructions and that was encouraging if he did everything so well.

"You do that so well, you're making me feel so good." she allowed the soft moan of his touch to coo from her lips. "If you want to keep making me feel good when you're ready get between my thighs and eat my pussy." There was no self-consciousness in her when she spoke, a simple direction for him for when he chose to leave one delight of her body and enjoy another.

"And after you make me cum with your mouth, I want to fuck you."

“Oh fuck yes,” Sam moaned against her breast. He absolutely loved going down on someone and was more than happy to do it for her. He kissed down her stomach, repositioning himself as he got between her legs. He hooked them over his shoulders, spreading her a bit more.

Her slit was pink and wet, honestly amazing Sam at how turned on she already was. He kissed and nibbled up the inside of her thigh before giving a long, slow lick up her slit. The tang of her juices had him groaning and squirming in pleasure.

“Fuck you taste good.”

He was definitely enthusiastic, it made her smile wide when he shimmied quickly down between her legs and set right to work. She arched a brow as he lifted her legs, pleased at his initiative and his remark.

"Plenty more to taste." She angled her hips just enough to position herself more available to him. She was clearly a woman of experience and knew what she liked and how. Her fingers sunk into his hair and took hold. Guiding him back to her though not entirely roughly pulling him back to her pussy.

"Lap at my clit and suck it. Use your fingers to warm me up if you want to be inside me." She gave him orders and teased what was to come at the same time.

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