She Wants It Rough

by Meegan Melons

  A bit of precum dribbles from his tip and rolls down my ass cheek.

  "But, Penny--I really don't think..." Was he still worried about getting me pregnant?

  "Just relax! It will be okay, I promise..." I say, guiding the head of his cock to my entrance. My legs jolt in the air when I feel it pressing into my tightness. Mr. White is still apprehensive. I decide to give him a little encouragement by wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him in closer, deeper...

  "Push!" I say, whimpering at his massive size spreading me apart. His head tilts back and he moans when he feels the tight walls of my entrance wrapping around the head.

  I constrict my core muscles to squeeze tight around his stiff dick as it slips deep into my wetness. Mr. White's ass clenches tight as I shove him from behind with my calves.

  I can't help but wince from the pain of his cock colliding with my cervix. For a moment it feels as though he might split me in two. But the euphoric tingles emanating from my core quickly subdue the pain. My walls compress the whole length of his cock as he fucks me.

  My legs assist each and every thrust while my back arches on the floral bedspread. He wraps his arms underneath the small of my back to hold me in the air, heaving me against him with every deep penetration.

  "Yes! Fuck me until you cum!" Mr. White groans and huffs, drilling into me while I work his cock, coaxing him to shoot his load up in me.

  My hips buck against him while he hold my ass in the air. Then I feel a subtle twitch in the depths of my pussy. Mr. White is getting close.

  "Penny--I--I don't think I can hold on much--" Mr. White's legs quake beneath him. His body spasms against me, filling me with his thick spunk in a final, impaling thrust. I wrap my legs tight around his waist, holding him deep inside me while he cums.

  His warm seed fills my uterus and my body erupts in a fit of orgasmic tremors. My toes curl as the as the mounting electricity explodes from my core and spreads to every extremity. Our bodies writhe together, convulsing in ecstasy.

  Mr. White's cock continues pumping its massive load deep inside as he collapses his full weight on top of me. He squirms in the sweat of our bodies, huffing and grunting while my tight pussy milks every last drop of cum from him.

  Then his body goes limp. As we lie there, breathing heavy in the afterglow of our intense orgasms, my lips curl into a wide grin.

  My core continues to twitch and spasm with his dick still embedded inside me, his spunk overflowing from my uterus and coating my walls.

  Mr. White just impregnated me. My plan has succeeded. Now that I'll be having his child, I can stay over at his place however long I want. Maybe I'll even get him to divorce his wife and marry me instead.

  All my dreams are becoming reality in this moment of him cumming inside me. I can't wait to go home and see the look on Mom's face when I tell her!

  Filled by the Professor

  “Wait!” I yell to the bus driver, pounding hard against the glass door that just closed in my face. I am out of breath, hunched over with one palm against the door, praying for it to open so I won’t be late—again.

  I make eye contact with the driver and hear the hiss sound of pressure releasing from the door as it opens for me. I made it just in time.

  “Hey Kat, over here!” My friend Jenny sees me catching my breath at the front of the bus. I wasn’t exactly out of shape, in fact I often ran to the bus stop just for a bit of exercise in the morning.

  I know I’m not the weight I once was back in high school, but I am happy in my curvy body. I’ve always thought women look most attractive when they’re filled out a bit, instead of those anorexic stick figure models you always see on the magazine covers or on every television channel.

  I thank the bus driver and walk over to Jenny. She could be one of those models, though. Jenny had bleach blond hair, fair skin, and a beautiful complexion. So naturally she was quite popular with all the guys on campus. She is smiling at me when I take the seat next to her.

  To be honest, Jenny was pretty nice, too. A great personality, a perfect body, a great smile — it’s no wonder all the guys were lining up to bang her. I still hadn’t slept with any guys at my college.

  It was tough to find any who were really interested in getting to know me. And all because of some extra rolls on my belly.

  “What’s up, Kitty? How’s that project with Dr. Sim going?” Kitty was the nickname that my friends had given me when they found out I was keeping two cats at my apartment even though it was strictly forbidden by the manager.

  But I love my cats too much to ever give them away. And since I have pretty much ruled out the possibility of having a man in my life right now, they are my source of comfort when I sleep alone at night.

  I hated the name to be honest. It just reminded me of how my friends must perceive me as the lonely virgin cat lover. I’m way too young to be a crazy cat lady!

  “Actually, I think the professor is going to be quite impressed. We just finished synthesizing a new formula last night.” All semester I had been working long hours with my chemistry team, made up of all guys except for me, so we could finish our capstone project.

  We had been researching solutions to correct a hormone imbalance in middle-aged men with low sex drive, and now our preliminary testing was showing a significantly improved libido in monkeys.

  But even the boys I spent most of my time with everyday on campus seemed hardly interested in dating me. You’d think that with all this research we were doing about sex they’d be fighting over the only girl in the group.

  But they all seemed to ignore me because of my weight, and were probably put off even further by the fact that I was smarter than all of them. So now I was desperately hoping this project would get me a full scholarship for graduate school, where I could meet a guy who was more interested in my brains than my tits — which are of ample size, mind you.

  Only, the man I am really am interested in is Dr. Sim. He seems to be the only man who can see me for what I really am—an intelligent, hardworking, attractive young girl. I have held the highest grade in his class for two semesters in a row, and he has always encouraged me and praised me for my efforts.

  Dr. Sim even told me once how he thinks I am beautiful. We were working together late one night in the lab, well past midnight, and I had just helped him solve an equation that was giving him lots of trouble.

  He was so surprised at first when I gave him the answer, and I remember his exact words when he said that I was, “the most promising student of my teaching career—and the prettiest one too!” That, and talking to him about my research progress always seems to turn him on.

  And now he was going to make love to me. After all, Dr. Sim already finds me attractive. Once I tell him about our new breakthrough, he’ll jump at the opportunity to get me on my back.

  All I have to do is nurture the feelings he already has for me — fanning the flames of his desires, so to speak, by giving him permission to fuck me. Sure, Dr. Sim is well into his forties and I am only twenty-two, but love is a strange thing sometimes.

  But more than anything, I want Dr. Sim to ejaculate deep inside me. I want to feel his warmth of his seed as it fills me whole. More than anything, I want to know what it feels like to be pregnant. And I want Dr. Sim to be the father of my child.

  It is something I have fantasized about since the first day of attending his class. I’ve imagined how our life would be raising a baby genius boy or girl together in his home. Dr. Sim would love me and care for our child, and I would no longer have to be the virgin cat lady destined to live alone.

  As soon as I tell him about our recent progress, he’ll be horny enough to mount me and drill me from behind until he can’t hold on any longer.

  He’ll have no choice but to succumb to his primal urge to finish inside my tight, wet pussy as it squeezes every last drop of cum from his cock.

  The bus is pulling up to our stop in front of campus when Jenny wishes me good luck on the project. I apprecia
ted her sentiment, but I didn’t need luck. My plan was going to work, and then Dr. Sim and I would be together.

  ******

  Dr. Sim is finishing a lecture to the freshman class when I get to the lab. He always has a presence with his students that commands attentiveness.

  He speaks confidently and with eloquence, and he knows how to explain complex ideas in simple terms. I guess that’s why he gets the most respect from his students out of any professor in the chemistry department.

  He is tall, muscular, and quite handsome for his age. He wears black glasses with thick frames and knows how to style his hair in a fashionable way, probably as a way of being more relatable to his students.

  Come to think of it, I cannot recall a time when he wasn’t wearing his white lab coat and brown slacks. Of course, I would have both of those off him soon enough.

  I feel around inside my red leather purse, playing with the tiny vial of our latest libido formula between my fingers. I felt the weight of it shift to each end as the pink fizzy liquid sloshed around inside.

  I can’t help biting my bottom lip, thinking about all the naughty things Dr. Sim might do to me once I show it to him. Before long I’ll be spread eagle on his lab desk, getting knocked up while he’s balls deep in my tight virgin pussy.

  I’m getting wet already.

  “Ah, well if it isn’t my favorite student!” He says, noticing me standing in the corner. I’m wearing my favorite short summer dress with the kitten pattern that always makes my large thighs look super sexy.

  My hair is pulled back in a ponytail to show more of my face. I quite like my facial features despite having slightly plump cheeks. I had spent a lot of time doing my makeup this morning and almost missed the bus because of it.

  “I’m joking, of course. I don’t play favorites.” He says, laughing. But we both know I really am his favorite. I smile back at him and he motions me to come over.

  The other students stare at me expectantly as I walk over next to Dr. Sim. He reaches a hand out, inviting me to hold it. The touch of his fingers when I grasp his hand gets me lightheaded. It was common for him to give me encouraging pats on the back whenever I impressed him, but we’ve never held hands like this before.

  “But Melissa here has been working on a project for me that will break new ground in the field of hormone therapy, if we succeed.” I never like being the focus of attention, but I have to admit being quite proud of my work in this case.

  An electric current runs through his hand all the way to my spine and overruns my senses. I have to resist the urge to shiver. “Yes, it’s looking like her career has a bright future.”

  I can’t help blushing out of embarrassment when I notice that my hand is beginning to sweat. I try to pull my hand away in a nonchalant fashion while he is still talking about me.

  Luckily, Dr. Sim returns his focus to the whiteboard and lets go of me just in time. He continues his lecture and I take my chance to peel away toward his lab desk.

  I shuffle some of the papers strewn on the surface and examine some vials from his rack, pretending to look for something important. I look back over at Dr. Sim lecturing to the students, and each of them seems occupied with the problem he has up on the board.

  Phew! I can’t stand being the center of attention.

  Long after he is finished with the lecture, one of the freshman girls is still talking to him. I can’t quite hear what they are talking about from over by the desk, but I definitely do not like the way she keeps giggling and twirling her hair.

  I wonder exactly how many other girls want to bone Dr. Sim other than me.

  It doesn’t matter though, because none of them has the brains to turn him on like I can. And none of them are near intelligent enough to come up with a formula like mine. But that little bitch needs to shut up already and get out of here so I can fuck Dr. Sim.

  Now she is leaning over to pick up a pencil she dropped, probably on purpose, and I want to go over there and smack her. Dr. Sim has a nice view of her cleavage as she bends over in front of him. I'm just about to walk over and interrupt them when she turns and walks toward the exit.

  "Thanks for coming in, Kat," he says, wiping down the whiteboard with a marker stained cloth. "I was hoping we could talk about the progress of your team's project."

  "Sure thing! Can I get your water for you?" I ask casually.

  "I'm feeling a bit parched after that long lecture, actually." He thanks me when I hand over the bottle. I stare at him intently as he goes through the motions of taking a sip from the bottle, saying nothing.

  "Something the matter?" He says after taking a few gulps. I realize I'm acting peculiar.

  "The results of our most recent tests look promising. In fact, I hope it's not too early to say th--"

  "Y'know, Kitty, I've always considered you to be my brightest student..." he interrupts. He had never called me that before. "That is what your friends call you, isn't it?" I nod as he steps toward me and gets in close.

  His dark brown eyes are locked with mine, and I'm beginning to blush. His gaze travels down, pausing a moment at my chest, then down to my hand.

  He takes my hand in one palm and lightly caresses the back of it. I feel myself getting dizzy. I bite my bottom lip to keep it from trembling. Is this really happening?

  "Dr. Sim, I--" His finger tips glide their way along my arm and up to my neck. Our eyes meet as he pulls himself in gently with the hand now at the back of my head.

  He brushes one side of my bangs behind the ear, placing his lips softly on my cheeks, and whispers, "Call me Tony." The sound of his voice is deep and echoes in my ear.

  "Tony, I... I've always had feelings for you. I just want you to kn--" He puts an index finger against my lips while he's kissing around the side of my neck, and I stop talking. I close my eyes to enjoy the tingling sensation that is coursing down my spine.

  His hands make their way down to my thighs; his fingers curl around the hem of my dress. He lifts the dress a bit, glancing up at me with eyes desperate for permission. I give a gentle nod and raise my arms straight to help him get it off.

  Once he has it up over my head, I kneel down to get at the belt of his pants, eager to taste his cock at last. I pull the zipper and nibble at the bulge of his white briefs. He lifts my chin with a hooked index finger so I’m looking up.

  He's smiling down at me and running fingers lightly through my hair. The moment I had dreamed about for so long is finally becoming reality.

  I peel back the elastic waist of his briefs to reveal his growing dick. I lick the head a bit, staring up at him excitedly. Then I guide it in further, slipping it past my rose colored lips, and press it against the softness of my inner cheek.

  I play along the shaft with my tongue, giggling and smiling up at him. My cheek stretches as his cock stiffens in my mouth.

  He grabs the back of my ponytail and pushes my head forward slightly as his stiff dick slips down the back of my throat. I close my lips around the shaft and start sucking his cock. Dr. Sim’s head tilts back and he lets out a moan.

  With two fingers at each end of my jaw, he lifts me lightly off his cock and brings me up until I’m standing. He undoes my leopard skin bra with expert dexterity and sets his lips around one nipple. After a bit of tender nibbling, he starts licking all around the areola.

  Then he gets my breast whole in his mouth. I’m getting soaking wet. He brings a hand down to my crotch, dancing his fingers at my clit. My legs begin to shake; I’m having trouble standing.

  “Lay your hands flat on that table,” he commands. The tone in his voice is restless. He’s pointing over at his lab desk, so I walk over and place my hands as instructed. He gets behind me and traces his fingers along my large round ass.

  He gets his nose in at the dripping wet spot of my panties and curls his tongue around my crotch. The lapping of his tongue on my wetness is making me wild.

  “Are you ready for today’s lesson?”

  “Mm-hmm,” I squeak. Dr.
Sim slaps me hard on my ass and I let out a surprised yelp. His finger traces a smooth path around the tender spot that’s now red. Then he slaps the other ass cheek and my body writhes. The stinging pain shoots through me, yet waves of pleasure wash over.

  “Yes!” I scream. Dr. Sim tugs down hard on my black lace panties so they’re at my knees. He pushes down at the back of my head so I’m bent over the table even further and reaches around to hold up my hanging tits with cupped hands.

  He sticks his throbbing cock between my ass cheeks and glides the tip along the crack. The tip of him slips between my folds, dripping precum down my thighs. I am desperate for him to enter me. I reach around to grab his cock and guide it to my hole.