Those Kinds of Adult Stories Your Mother Warned You About

by Natalie Nogasm

  Erin watched them go, still coming down from her own thunderous orgasm. She pulled her fingers out of herself, wincing slightly at her over-sensitivity. Her underwear was ruined, her face was flushed, her breast was still hanging out of her shirt. She smiled happily, she hadn’t felt so good in a long time.

  “I wonder...” She thought, pushing her fingers past her lips, licking them clean of her come, “Who else is doing this?”

  Chapter Two

  After the encounter with the two girls, Erin was determined to seek out more information. After all, after the feelings of desire passed, she was appalled at herself for doing something like that in public. The students she could give a pass to, they were only visiting and taking a break, but she worked there, she was supposed to be professional.

  So it was with that thought in mind that she set about eavesdropping around campus. Certainly not to find out when someone else would be using it, certainly not.

  Within an hour she heard something, the faintest voice in the cafe she was currently sitting, little more than a whisper over the general din of coffee cups and chatter. A literature student, she recognized him from around campus, currently talking to a group of friends, all from different fields and interests but content to spend their time together.

  “So, how’d it go with Rachel?” He elbowed the boy next to him, a football star on a scholarship. Six feet tall, shoulders wider than most door frames, anyone could find him attractive. She certainly did.

  The football player grinned, “Rachel fuckin’ loved it. Pushed her up against the shelf and almost tore her apart. We could barely walk out of the library.” He shoved his friend back playfully, “And you? What about Tim, how was he?”

  He snorted, “Oh, Tim was good. Really good.” A smirk, “Same thing, couldn’t walk out of the library.”

  “You know, I don’t know who came up with the idea of the meeting place... but I fucking love them.”

  The group laughed, one of the girls wiping her eye, “More like you’d love fucking them.”

  The footballer shrugged, “Can’t deny that. Any takers in your neck of the woods? Oh, sorry,” He stuck his tongue out, “Take anyone’s wood in your neck?”

  She flipped him off, “Fuck you. But yes.”

  “You gonna tell us or what? Do I gotta make up my own fantasies here?”

  She rolled her eyes, “Make up what you want, I’m not telling you who they are.”

  Literature Boy pouted, “Oh come on, there’s no secrets between us, right?”

  “Just because we’ve all fucked doesn’t mean that we’re suddenly open books here.” She shrugged, “I trust you guys but really, I just wanna keep this to myself.”

  “Alright girl, I get you.” Football smiled, surprisingly gently, “You wanna keep your own shit, that’s cool, don’t worry.” He leaned forward, “But I’m not telling you about Rachel then.”

  She scoffed, “Oh please, like I need to hear about how you ass-fucked another med student.”

  “Hey! It was so much more than that!” He leaned back, smirking, “I made love to that ass, don’t be crude.”

  “Well whatever, I’ve got an appointment there tomorrow anyway.”

  “Oh?” Literature peaked up, “With your mystery person? Or persons?”

  “Yep, that’s who it’s with. And no peaking! I mean it.” She looked between the two of them, sparing no glance at the rest of their group, “I’m invoking the clause.”

  “Oh, come on dude!” Football threw his hands up, “We would have stayed away just because you asked us, you didn’t have to invoke the clause!”

  Literature looked surprisingly sad, “Yeah, that was uncalled for. Don’t you trust us?”

  She nodded, “I do, no question. But this is important to me, really important. I didn’t want to take the chance.” Her expression softened, “Sorry though.”

  They recovered quickly, “Don’t worry about it, hope you have fun.”

  She snorted, “Trust me, I will. Philosophy’s never been so enjoyable.”

  “Philosophy...” Erin thought to herself, “That’s where those girls were yesterday!” She was shocked; it looked like the students had taken it upon themselves to carve out a little niche of pleasure, right in the heart of the campus! She sat back, waiting for their conversation to end and for them to go their separate ways. Erin saw the mystery woman walking away, taking a careful look at her face. She had an ‘Appointment’ in the library tomorrow, and Erin was determined to see who with. And stop them, of course stop them.

  She left the cafe, walking to her dorm and opening the door slowly. Thoughts of her previous encounter flooded back to her, and she was powerless to resist them. She threw herself into the shower, turning the water on full, hoping the faucet would drown out her cries of ecstasy as she took herself right on the bathroom floor.

  When she slept that night, she was still denying how much she was looking forward to the next encounter.

  Erin was working in the library that day, so she didn’t have to worry about missing the girl. Though her growing sense of anticipation wasn’t making it easy for her to do her job. She sorted the same books twice, almost gave the wrong listing to a student who asked for her help, it was safe to say that her mind was elsewhere that day. To make matters worse, one of the lecturers had come in twenty minutes earlier, waiting for a fellow professor, insisting on talking to her in the meantime.

  “So, how long have you been working here?” He looked at her, his smile almost glinting in the light.

  She looked down, “A year or so, I’m studying currently so this is just part time.”

  He hummed, “What are you studying?”

  “Film.” She cleared her throat, he was very attractive. It was distracting, “I’m studying film.”

  “Oh?” He raised an eyebrow, “To do what?”

  “I want to direct.”

  He chuckled, “Not what I was expecting. With your looks you could easily be an actress.”

  That was... forward. “Oh I... I’m not sure about that...”

  “Sorry, sorry! Didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” He put his hands up, smiling widely, “I have a weakness around beautiful women, I start acting like an idiot.”

  She found herself smiling quite easily, “It’s no problem really, I just wasn’t expecting it.”

  “Well, perhaps you should.” He shrugged, “You’re very beautiful, I’m surprised it doesn’t happen more often.”

  She snorted, leaning in, “It kind of does to be honest...” She whispered, “But they tend to say it with their eyes.”

  He giggled, “That’s terrible! You deserve so much more than that!” He looked like he was about to say something else when he looked over her shoulder. His face fell, “I’m so sorry, but my friends just arrived. We’ll have to continue this another time...” He tilted his head, “Assuming you want to?”

  She smiled, “I think I would, thank you. Enjoy your time with your...” Her voice trailed off as she saw who just walked in, “...friend.”

  His friend was certainly a professor, a slightly older man, in his mid-forties. His hair was slightly graying around the sides, but aside from that he looked amazing for his age.

  But she wasn’t looking at him.

  Right beside him the mystery girl walked in, the two of them clearly arriving together. The younger lecturer walked over to the two of them, greeting them both happily. She watched as they walked off together, right towards the Philosophy section.

  She walked out from behind the desk, following them as discreetly as she could, a difficult task in a library. Any doubts she had about the purpose of their visit were rapidly shattered, a quick look around the corner giving her the image of the girl held between the two lecturers, their tongues working desperately in each other’s mouths. Their hands roamed all overher body, palming her breasts and then resting on her shoulders. Slowly, with a smile spreading on her face, she dropped to her knees, her eyes fixed to the rapidly tenting f
abric of their pants.

  She took mercy on them, unzipping them and freeing them from their constraints. Their cocks fell free, lightly hitting her face on the way down. She giggled, taking them both in hand and pumping her hands slowly back and forth. They groaned, her experienced hands turning them to jelly almost immediately. She squeezed at the base, pulling her hands back and running her thumb over the head, spreading their precum all along the base.

  She licked her lips, advancing on the younger lecturer with hunger in her eyes. Her lips closed around the head, her tongue flicking out and lapping up the precum beading at the slit. She descended further, her hand still working over the professor, both men groaning at the sensation. She felt the lecturer’s cock hit the back of her throat, bobbing her head back and forth along his length. After a few minutes she pulled back, switching her attention to the professor with barely time to take a breath. His dick wasn’t as long as the lecturer’s, but it was thick, she could hardly wrap her lips around it. She forced her way down, choking momentarily but pushing through it. Her tongue lapped against his balls when she reached the base, sucking along his length as she moved her head.

  Erin couldn’t tear her eyes away, watching her switch between the two lengths at will, hands working to keep them hard at all times. She started touching herself again when the girl took the lecturer’s balls in her mouth, sucking hard against them as she pumped his length. It was plain to see that the girl herself was getting more and more turned on, her skirt giving an unobstructed view of her rapidly moistening underwear.

  The professor placed his hand on the back of her head, thrusting his length roughly in and out of her throat, the sounds of her gags tempered by her giggles. The lecturer followed, sinking in to the base and keeping himself there, feeling her throat tighten and pulse around him. He pulled out, slapping his cock across her cheek, the lustful look only increasing as precum was spread across her face. She moaned harshly as they ran their lengths over her features, at one point taking both cocks into her mouth at the same time.

  She groaned as she leaned over one of the chairs in the aisle, both men taking positions on either side of her. She reached back, spreading her cheeks and giving the lecturer and Erin a glorious view. He ran his length up her slit, delighting in the frustrated moans that resulted. He sunk himself in slowly, each inch disappearing at a torturous pace, finally bottoming out after what felt an eternity. Her wanton moans were silenced by the thick member plugging her throat, the professor not wasting time waiting to thrust his hips.

  They pistoned their hips roughly, her body rocking back and forth between their lengths and vibrating from the force of their thrusts. Her eyes rolled back in her head, the feeling of being so thoroughly used almost intoxicating, the slap of the lecturer’s balls against her clit making her vision flash. The professor would occasionally thrust himself all the way in, holding himself there and leaving her breathless. Right as she considered tapping his leg for air, he would always pull back, the two of them working amazingly together. She put both her hands on the professor’s legs, dragging him in and pushing him away when she started to gag.

  Erin watched, transfixed as they roughly manhandled the student. Each buck of their hips was met with a harsh thrust of her own, each lustful moan forcing her to bite down on her knuckle, lest they become alerted to her presence. She had no idea what was happening to her, why she wouldn’t just step in and put an end to this. All she knew was that seeing this young woman being passed between these two men, sweat and her come dripping to the floor, it gave her a new feeling, something she hadn’t felt in years, and even then nowhere near the same as this.

  She felt heat, she felt desire, and she felt longing.

  She wanted.

  Erin shot her head up at the unmistakable whimper coming from the group, the young woman’s legs shaking and tears of pleasure streaming down her face. She clenched hard around the lecturer’s cock, both men pushing deep into her from both sides, feeling her clench and quiver around their swollen lengths. Her climax seemed to last forever, both men still continued to fuck her through the entire thing, almost passing out from the over stimulation. They withdrew with a pop, both sides of her not really wanting to let go of them. She fell to her knees, both men taking positions in front of her, desperately pumping their lengths in front of her.

  Both men were close, that much was clear, their movements getting sloppy, sweat streaming down their faces. They were teetering on the brink, and Erin was as desperate to see them fall over the edge as much as she wished for herself.

  The woman blew a kiss up at the both of them, then leaned back, her mouth wide open. The professor was first, coming undone with a shuddering gasp, a thick stream of cum erupting from the head of his cock. It lanced over her lips, most entering her mouth but a thick deposit sitting across her cheek. He shoved himself back into her mouth, thrusting a few times before withdrawing and leaning against the shelf. She turned to the lecturer, and her anticipation was clear on her face.

  He grunted, not a drop of his cum being wasted on anywhere but her mouth. His thick seed shot into the back of her throat, her lips clamping down around the head and sucking deeply, any that may have been left over now resting on her tongue. She swirled the two men’s release around, tasting the differences between the two. With a contented hum, she leaned her head back, swallowing every drop down and grinning.

  “We should do that again some time...”

  The lecturer chuckled, zipping himself up and making to leave, “See you in class...” He cut himself off as his gaze met Erin’s, her eyes wide in fear and her fingers being hastily pulled out of herself. She disappeared before either of the others could see her.

  The professor tilted his head, “Something wrong?”

  He paused for a few seconds, before smiling, “Nope, nothing’s wrong at all.”

  Chapter Three

  She tried to put the incident out of her mind, she really did, tried to focus on her work, act like everything was normal. If she said it was then eventually it would be, right? But she couldn’t deny the way she reacted to it, the way that her body responded. The feel of her fingers on herself, inside of herself, it was the best it had felt in years. But it was more than that, so much more than just the physical act. It was the taboo, the thrill of doing something that was wrong. Seeing those people entwined in each other, within the walls of such a strict system, where she was supposed to uphold the rules... the very thought of it shot a bolt of liquid heat straight to her core.

  Watching was incredible, being witness to something so primal and raw, the blissful expressions on their faces, the incredible roughness of their movements... how could anything else in the world possibly compare? Except of course, she thought with her teeth worrying her lip, being a part of it herself.

  Erin sighed; everything would be coming to an end soon though. Her little game had been fun, exhilarating even, but it couldn’t last forever. She never would have anticipated it would be her leaving and not the sex club however. If it was just students that she had been watching she likely would have gotten off Scot free, perhaps even received an invitation, but that wasn’t what happened. She witnessed two professors, two esteemed members of the highly prestigious staff, involved in a three way with a student. Not only that, one of them had seen her watching. If they were smart, and she assumed they were given that they taught at the school, they would find her quickly and make to terminate her employment and education. Any protests or reveals from her would just seem to be made in anger from then.

  She screwed her fists up, trying to will herself to not throw her books across the desk. She took a breath, then another, almost calm again.

  Then they sat down across from her.

  The lecturer from the previous day smiled, acting like he wasn’t just about to screw up her life for good, “So, I see that you’re a fan of what we do.”

  She rolled her eyes, “Please, I know you’re going to get rid of me. Just say it and I’ll leav
e, we’ll get this over with.”

  He was taken aback, “I’m... not sure I know what you mean.”

  “I saw you two with a student. Fucking a student. In most every university that would be a scandal, at this one it would be near suicide. So what possible reason could you have to sit down with me now, other than to tell me I’m out of here?”

  The professor chuckled, “I think you’re misunderstanding why we’re here.”

  The lecturer nodded, “We didn’t come here to tell you to leave.”

  “Then why are you here?”

  The two of them stood, walking over to stand on either side of her. The lecturer leaned down, “To ask you to join us...”

  She looked between the two of them, shock plain on her face, “I... Me?”

  The professor nodded, “If you haven’t noticed, you are an incredibly beautiful young woman... anyone, man or woman, would kill to spend one evening with you.”