Daddy's

by Helen Goodman

  My cock started to swell and I crossed my hands in front of my crotch as I walked, sure that everyone could see that I was getting hard. The street was quite busy and as I walked past a few women, I could sense a few curious glances towards my crotch. I glanced down and it was clearly sticking out towards my thigh, the big mushroom head taking shape against the thin fabric of my trousers. It was still pointing down though and I placed my hand over it, held it against my leg as I walked. I could see the woman in the distance, and hear her heels clattering against the pavement.

  I followed her, my cock trying to grow against my thigh as I imagined her on all fours, her pussy held up. I wasn't sure I could control myself to take it slowly, but I guess that she had engineered it so my sexual needs would be so urgent that I would fuck her hard and fast. The crowds started to thin as we left the main town centre and went along side streets. In all this time, she hadn't looked back once. She wanted to wait until she was helpless until she looked at who was about to fuck her.

  Then she slowed down and turned into through a gate, with a sly sidewards glance to check that she was being followed. I waited until she went through the door before I came up to the house. It looked classy, expensive and it was private. I took a deep breath and went through the gate and opened the front door. My heart was really pounding now. As instructed I shut the door loudly and counted to 20 and then slowly started climbing the stairs. I reached the top and went onto the hallway, and paused. I could hear her breathing in the next room - deep, excited breaths. I freed my cock from my trouser leg, and undid my flies. I then took my cock and balls out through the flies. My cock was rock hard in a matter of seconds and stood huge above my almost painfully heavy balls. It actually looked bigger than I had ever seen it, with no release for a long week and teased with slow anticipation. I walked to the bedroom door and walked though it.

  I took in an involuntary gasp. She was kneeling a large bed, her shirt around her hips and her bare arse high in the air. She was looking at me in the mirror, her eyes widening when she saw my long, hard cock with its huge swollen purple head. She started to pant and I saw a look of primal, hungry desire. A little moan escaped her lips and with one hand she released her blonde hair from its grip. It fell down over her shoulders, lush, shining. I wanted to smell it, to touch her.

  I gasped again when I saw her pussy. She had thick, swollen pussy lips and her thighs were glistening with her juices. I felt such desire and lust at this moment. I wanted to stick my cock right in there but wanted to savour the moment first. I knelt down and held her arse cheeks, and then licked her juices from her thighs. She tasted sweet, salty, and the taste made my cock swell even more. I put my face next to her pussy lips and took her lips in my mouth in one mouthful, and sucked hard. Her body shook and I saw her hand move to between her legs and start to rub her clit, next to a small patch of blond pubic hair. Her clit was fat and pink, and I wanted to suck it too but instead thrust my tongue deep into her pussy, and tasted how hot she tasted. I couldn't wait any more though, I was so hard for her.

  I stood up and took my cock in my hand. She watched me in the mirror, her fingers rubbing her clit between her legs and her mouth open and panting. I pulled my cock down and rubbed it against her lips, rubbed it up and down. She took in a sharp breath and said "put it in" in a hoarse thick voice. I looked straight into her eyes and started to push the huge cock head inside. Despite how wet she was, it met with some resistance as my cock head began to stretch the entrance to her pussy. I withdrew it and then pushed again, pushing my hips into her. It then popped in, and her pussy made a wet pop as it started to slide inside. She breathed out and said "oh god" as I started to push deeper inside her. I then started to thrust more quickly, and with each thrust my cock sank in a bit deeper. She was so tight and so wet that I knew that this wasn't going to last long.

  About half of my length was now inside her and she was panting away and rubbing her clit furiously. I reached around and grabbed her tits and tried to undo her shirt. I fumbled with the buttons, then remembered that she had wanted me to fuck her like an animal, so I ripped her shirt open. Her eyes widened and she gasped again and her hand moved and grabbed my balls and squeezed them. I pulled her tits out of her bra - they were full, heavy and I squeezed these roughly. She had big fat nipples that responded quickly when I pinched them. They grew hard and raised up and I rubbed and pinched these as I continued to thrust inside her. My cock was now about 3/4 of the way inside her. Then something took over me, an animal urge and I began fucking her furiously and with an urge that I had never felt before. With a big thrust, my entire cock slipped inside her and she shouted "fuck, fuck, fuck" over and over again as I began fucking her furiously, wildly, my hips bucking back and forth, my fingers pinching her fat, hard nipples, and with one hand I reach down to grab her hand that was rubbing in her clit. She then began to shake and moan and started to cum, her entire body tensing up, her pussy beginning to contract around my pistoning cock. She moaned and started making small cries and yelps as she came. I felt my balls grow wet with her cum.

  I felt I was about to cum as well, her tight contractions around the huge head of my cock driving me to the edge. I grabbed her hips and increased my speed until I was fucking her without mercy, all my thoughts on my own pleasure. I watched her face in the mirror, her eyes almost black with arousal, her face pink, her mouth open in a perfect circle. I kept my eyes on hers as I began to cum. I buried my cock deep inside her as the first pulses seized me, with an almost unbearable intensity. I pulled out and watched as my jets of cum began to fly out of my cock. They hit the mirror, and covered her hair and her clothes. I felt the intensity in my whole body, with such a release. I thought I would cum forever, as my cock fired heavy jet after jet of thick white cum over her body. I then stuck my cock back inside her to finish cumming, the last few spurts filling her wet pussy. I realized that I was holding her hips tightly, my fingers rigid around her soft skin, holding her to me. I waited until my cock started to lilt before withdrawing it, the fat head covered in both our cum. I looked up to see her stick her tongue out and taste my cum as it hung from her lip, her eyes still fixed on mine.

  My legs felt like jelly but I managed to zip myself up and took a lingering look at her before I walked out the bedroom. Her suit was covered in ropes of cum, and her hair and face were also covered. Cum ran down her engorged pussy lips. She just looked at me with her mouth open, breathing heavily.

  I walked out as I had agreed to do after I had cum, and walked into the street in a daze. I realized that the front of my trousers were covered in her juices, slick and warm. I tasted her again as I walked down the street, and my cock started to rise again in my trousers.

  A week later I heard from her again with another proposition.

  The End.

  Grad Student Ass Kisser

  Today was unlike most of Robert's recent days. With one week left until he was expected to hand in the final revision of his thesis to the publisher of the journal, weekends and weekdays blended together to make these final weeks the worst of his grad school if not the worst of his entire life. Today though, was his thesis defense.

  The latest revision was important, but today was make or break time with regards to his academic career if not his psyche. It was amazing and somewhat cruel that a panel of academically self-proclaimed elite professors was all that really stood between what seemed sometimes like an impossible dream and a grizzly nightmare. Hopefully his thesis committee had prepared him enough for what about to happen.

  His committee was made up by three senior professors. Sal was a 60-something expert in Robert's field and was his main thesis advisor. He was a man Robert had yearned to work for all those years ago when Robert had first embarked on this journey called graduate school. At this point, Sal was becoming a real hindrance to Robert's forward progress though with little side projects seemingly constantly creeping into the main body of work.

  Chrissy was in her early 50's, was blonde with glas
ses, and had a real sharp wit to compete with the lusty curves of her body. In particular, her expertise on getting people published was a real asset to Robert, but he didn't mind one bit getting to study some of her others assets, with her hips and round sexy ass often stretching her usual rather tight skirts in sexy ways. Denise was also in her early 50's, but was a brunette and an athlete.

  Where Chrissy was sexy and curvy, Denise was much shorter in stature at 5'2" but if anything a little bit thicker. Her curves were probably there somewhere under her clothes, but she didn't really dress at all womanly as Chrissy always did. Denise was a brunette and happened to be the female master's champion for triathlons in the state. It was funny to think how this short woman with the dry sense of humor could most likely kick his ass in almost any athletic endeavor.

  The actual defense of the thesis started out almost exactly how he'd visualized it. Denise had done a good job giving advice about how to conduct it smoothly. The opening words and Robert's lecture portion went well which was a good thing as he'd rehearsed these pieces maybe six times on his own. He could have almost said everything in his sleep. To summarize two and half years of hard work into a forty-five minute lecture was almost sickening.

  Alas though, Robert finished the conclusion and it seemed as though both of the ladies from his committee were pleased and he got a subtle thumbs up from Sal. So far, so good for Robert then, that is until the question period of the defense. The questions came thick and fast. Each question seemed to trump the one before it in complexity and length. Robert had heard that sometimes professors made thesis defenses the time to showcase their amazing knowledge of a topic but he certainly didn't enjoy being on the wrong side of the discussion.

  Carefully, Robert answered the questions using some of the tricks that Denise had shown him. He gave precise and exact answers where he knew the answer and was careful and vague on questions that he thought "might require further study in a future research project" just as he had been taught. Everyone seemed satisfied by his knowledge and he was given a passing grade by all members of the panel.

  With the defense passed and over, Robert was beyond relieved. The walk back to his office to grab his wallet was a bit of a blur. It was almost as though he was in shock. The others were leaving their jackets behind because the walk was going to be a warm one so Robert did the same. The sun shone down on him like it hadn't done in months. He walked as a man would with a literal huge weight lifted off his shoulders. He was exhausted and exhilarated at the same time.

  They grabbed a table outside the restaurant and Sal ordered the first round of drinks. Beer hadn't tasted so good to Robert in his life. He practically melted into his chair while his brain tried to comprehend the enormity of what he'd just accomplished. With the appetizers ordered, Robert was in a fully festive mood. He talked to the other three of his Latino heritage, how proud his parents and his whole family would be for him. His wife had been so supportive of him pursuing this stage of his education later in his life and he owed a lot to her and their kids.

  After the second round was ordered, Sal finished it rather quickly and had to leave for a dinner with his wife and some friends. Since the ladies weren't going anywhere, neither did Robert. They chatted on a truly personal level for the first time in months. Robert learned that both Chrissy and Denise had come to the school around the same time and that they were pretty fast friends.

  He noticed them teasing each other quite a bit during the conversation and hadn't really seen that angle from either of them before. It made sense that they were friends, but he'd never really noticed any sort of connection between them previously. Chrissy and Denise were both married with adult kids and they both spoke about how it had been fun finding ways to fill their lives with their kids out of their houses.

  By the time the third round of drinks were downed by all three Chrissy ordered a round of tequila shots that were in her own words "to honor Robert's Latino heritage". Now Robert didn't know about these other two but he was already starting to feel a little bit tipsy at that point. At nearly 6' tall and 185 lbs, he was no small man. In fact, he was actually pretty well built due to his strict regimen of weightlifting and running. He wasn't new to drinking either as his 41 years had seen a few fairly rough nights in the past.

  Despite this, the ladies did not seem nearly as affected by the booze as Robert was feeling. Maybe the fact that he just gave the academic performance of his life made him more susceptible to the effects of alcohol than usual. The shot was downed fast by each person and almost immediately after the three glasses slammed down onto the patio table, the sky turned dark and large raindrops began to fall. They immediately headed inside to wait out the worst of the storm.

  Minutes later and the worst of it seemed to be over. The deluge was replaced with a steady drizzle. The weather update on the TV playing in the bar area of the restaurant showed that the worst was definitely passed but that the rain wasn't leaving any time soon. Robert had always been quite the gentleman, and since the ladies were going to have a hard time keeping up with him, he offered to run back to their building and retrieve coats or umbrellas for the ladies.

  They were suitably impressed by his offer, but told him that they could use the exercise and the cool rain would do wonders for their hot flashes. They headed to the door and as soon as they were outside, each lady took a hold of one of Robert's muscled arms and they started to jog back towards their building. The path was lit with lamps and had benches with flower planters every so often. They wouldn't be stopping on a bench tonight though as the rain continued to beat down on them.

  All of a sudden Chrissy stopped running. She was standing beside one of the planters and told the other two that she really had to pee. Apparently the cold of the rain and the running, combined with the 3 drinks + 1 shot that she just consumed had overloaded her bladder. Robert looked around but there was really no place for them to go. Their building was maybe another 200 hundred feet away and they were no closer to any other buildings or even walls to hide behind. Denise offered that Chrissy go in the planter located right beside her leg.

  Robert thought this was a crazy idea as they were still quite exposed, but Chrissy didn't really hesitate at Denise's suggestion and backed up to the planter leaning slightly forward. She lifted and bunched her skirt the best that she could and started to squat. The problem was the planter was wet and Chrissy had her hands full of skirt. She asked Denise to come over and help.

  To Robert's astonishment, Denise walked around to the side of Chrissy and helped hold up her skirt while Chrissy squatted down and began to urinate into the planter. There was something about the two giggling tipsy professors that was getting Robert quite aroused. Soon he realized that he had seen her pull up the skirt but hadn't noticed her pull down any panties. Was she pulling them to the side or simply not wearing any? He suddenly became quite aware of his own urgency to relieve himself.

  He wasn't one for public displays but by the time Denise dropped her pants and started to relieve herself in the same planter that Chrissy had just used, Robert decided that it was no longer a time to worry about decency. He unzipped and pulled out his smoothly shaved cock and urinated right beside the spot where Denise was still going. Robert had his eyes closed from the relief that emptying his bladder provided to him. He didn't notice the looks to the two ladies were exchanging at the sight of his thick 7.5" uncut cock. He was somewhat hard from the build up of pressure inside his pelvis, but also the sight of his two female committee members urinating in full view of him had been a pretty major turn-on.

  When Robert opened his eyes as the flow started to slow, he noticed that Denise was done and was standing beside Chrissy. They were watching him. Denise mentioned aloud that Chrissy thought Robert had a wonderful cock. Robert was taken back by hearing his advisor say this about his other advisor. Denise told Chrissy that she would love to watch her take a quick little taste of it, if Robert was ok with it. Robert didn't really respond but that didn't stop Chrissy f
rom quickly kneeling down in front of him and taking three slow slurps of his cock.

  Chrissy told Denise that Robert tasted really sexy and that maybe they should head back to Denise's office and put that comfortable couch to good use. Robert couldn't believe what had just happened nor could his brain wrap around what Chrissy had just proposed. As Robert put his cock back in his pants, each woman took to a side of him again, only this time they wrapped their arms around his back. Denise wasted no time before she let her hand slide down his back and squeezed his right ass cheek. Robert's cock stiffened at this unexpected development.

  On the way back to her office, Denise explained that Chrissy and her had been fooling around together with others or just the two of them for over 20 years. Robert looked over and noticed that Chrissy was smiling while Denise revealed their naughty past. He looked right at that wickedly smiling mouth, the same mouth that he had respected and listened to for years. It excited him so much to know that his cock had now felt the inside of that mouth.

  Finally inside the elevator to the building, the three stood and Robert's heart raced at the prospect of having the first threesome of his life with the two women her probably most respected in the world. Denise came around the side of Robert and took a hold of the back of Chrissy's neck and pulled bringing the two women's mouths together for a deep kiss. It was an amazingly erotic to watch the two older established professors pressing their mouths together in a sexy kiss. The sight of Denise's tongue sliding into Chrissy's mouth and the accompanying sound of their two distinctly different moans coincided with the moment when Robert became fully hard. The fact that Denise had just taken a rather bold and firm hold of his cock and balls through his pants may have also contributed to his sudden erection.