by Jaz Monday
It was no use trying to talk myself out of it. I had to see her. I waved for my check, paid the odd giraffe of a woman at the counter, and soon found myself driving through the darkened campus streets. It was almost ten o'clock. The library was still open, but very few students were around. There were some motor scooters and bicycles chained up outside, and a few cars parked illicitly in the faculty lot across the street. Two or three students wandered away, talking loudly about a party.
I didn't think Sonia would be there. I didn't know, but something told me she wasn't, so I decided to swing around to the northern tip of campus and dorm row. She was probably in her dorm room, I decided. I knew that if she were there she'd be alone, given that her roommate was in the Keys vacationing with family for a few days.
I parked my car in the resident student lot behind Sonia's dorm hall and made my way up a small, ambling walkway toward the building. It was dark, although the path was very well lit. Large elm and oak trees loomed over me to form a surreal, wooded tunnel. It was beautiful, and I made a mental note to get Sonia out here one night for a little playing under the trees and stars. I'd seen this part of campus before, but not at night, and certainly never with these intentions.
Thinking of her again, I wondered suddenly how in the hell I'd get inside the dorm. There really wasn't a way to do that, unless I lucked out and caught someone coming out or going in. I had a faculty ID, but I didn't have a residence card, and that's what the electronic locks were keyed for.
I made my way down through the path, past a small utility building, a large swimming pool devoid of students, and a beach volleyball court equally deserted. Finally, I stood in front of one of the building's doors. I checked it, just in case, but it wouldn't budge. Fuck. I wasn't surprised, but disappointed. Stepping back away from the building I looked up at the windows, for no other reason than to maybe gain some new perspective. The windows didn't open. It wasn't as if I could yell to someone to let me in. And, of course, even if I could, no one would've let in an older, deranged hack--professor or not--standing outside shrieking to be let in.
Desperation began to set in once again, as I wandered around the building so as to see if I could find any other way in. I couldn't. There were four main doors and a utility room door, but all were locked. I considered picking the lock on the utility room door--the only door without an electronic lock--but I had to admit that I had no idea how to pick a lock. I didn't even know where to start.
By the time I made it back to the first door, I was tired and completely defeated--overwhelmed. Dropping to sit on a bench outside, I and sank my head into my hands. It was hopeless. There was no way I could get inside.
"Dr. Corbis?"
The voice was familiar and sweet. I couldn't recognize it, but I turned quickly. "Yes?"
"Hi, Dr. Corbis, it's Katie. Are you okay?" The speaker was Katie Sutherland from my Cell Biology course last semester. She was a delicate little brunette with a soft, upturned nose and bright, cheerful blue eyes. Even in the dark, she looked amazing. And, even better, she lived in this dorm. I had my way inside.
"Yes and no, Katie. Hi. And thanks. I'm okay, mostly."
"Well, what's wrong?" she asked. "Can I help?"
"I was upstairs earlier, tutoring a student. Sonia Simmons?"
"Oh, I know Sonia. Yeah."
"Well, I left my bag inside, up in her room. All my papers are in it, and I actually really need them. I'd call her, but," I pointed my finger skyward and shrugged my shoulders, "my phone's in the bag."
Laughing, Katie pulled me up from the bench. "Oh please, don't worry. I live here, too. C'mon, I'll let you in."
I couldn't help but eye her beautiful little ass as she led me to the door. For a moment, I imagined myself in a dizzying three-way with Sonia and this beautiful girl. God, I was so horny. I imagined them naked, one lying atop the other, their young pussies borne open before me. I'd lick one, really deeply, sucking their salty juice far into my mouth, and then I'd lick the other. Back and forth, licking one, then licking the other. Then I'd settle into licking and sucking one while I violently fingered the other.
They'd come, together, and I'd stand up from between their legs. I'd need only one or two short strokes before I came myself, sending long trails of milky jism raining down across their bellies, pubic mounds, inner thighs. Then, because the very sight of my come on their young skin would drive me to sexual distraction again, I would lean back down and clean my come. I'd lick and suck until every drop was gone, at which point I would attack their clits and labia again. After a while I would flip them over so their asses were up, and I'd suckle at their golden assholes.
"Dr. Corbis?" Katie asked, holding the door.
Snapping out of my reverie, I looked at her, embarrassed and smiling. "Thank you so much, Katie. You're a lifesaver. I'm kind of preoccupied. I'm sorry. It's been a hell of a long day."
She smiled sweetly, and I could've sworn that her eyes stopped a beat longer than necessary on my crotch, tented now by my throbbing, aching cock. "Well, don't forget to get some rest, okay? You're so dedicated. You're an amazing professor--and I'm not just saying that to get a grade." She smiled ever more widely. "I mean it, you're amazing. But don't forget to take care of yourself, too."
"Oh, I won't," I said, feeling almost as if Katie could see right through me--as if she could feel or sense or somehow know why I was here, and what I was about to do.
"Good night, Katie. You're a sweetheart."
"Good night, Dr. Corbis." She turned and walked away. I couldn't do other than watch the easy, almost lazy, swaying of her ass-cheeks as she walked.
I need Sonia.
The door swung shut behind me. I stood alone in the large ground floor common area. The walls were drab, white-painted concrete block. Cheap artwork and motivational posters hung in seemingly random intervals around the room. There were two couches and a heavy chair set into a small conversational group, framed by night tables topped by heavy, modern-retro lights. A vending machine at the end of the room whirred loudly as it cast an odd reddish-green hue in a strange angle along the floor.
My heart raced in my chest and, as I looked down, I saw that the front of my pants was tented again, propped up by the engorged, painful flesh of my cock. I was so excited and anxious I could barely breathe.
I wondered if Sonia was home. I hoped she was, although, just as soon as I thought that, it occurred to me that I had no legitimate reason to be here. How would she react? Would she freak out, thinking I was stalking her? Would she be angry that I snuck into her dorm? Certainly, this was an invasion of privacy, of trust, of something.
What would I tell her? The news about Julie, and how Sonia could now be my paid assistant, if she chose to be? That was genuinely news, but did it warrant my breaking into her dorm? Maybe she'd see me, pull down her sheets, and order me to mount her then and there? I smiled slightly, thinking of that one, and all of the cheesy porno letters-to-the-editor cliche that it was based on.
In the end, I decided it didn't matter. I had to be here. The fact was that I was here, for better or worse. After all, if she'd stuck a highlighter up her cunt and asshole, let me go down on her in my office, and fucked my brains out last night, what could she possibly say about my being here tonight?
I made my way quietly out of the common room, and slipped into a stairway vestibule that led up to Sonia's wing of the third floor. Her dorm room, I knew, was the corner suite down the long, southern hallway. It was the last door, which opened into a small study area and two more doors--one being Sonia's. It took just a few moments to make it there, and I managed to do so without running into any other students. It appeared that everyone was asleep or out on the town.
I inhaled softly, and held my breath as I tried the knob to Sonia's door. It creaked, and I exhaled. It then opened ever so slightly in my hand. My heart jumped into my throat. I was here, and I was getting in, and I was dizzy with adrenaline. I eased the door open completely and slipped inside, closing it
quickly but quietly behind me.
Across her small dorm room, lit by soft moonlight filtering in through a single window, I could see her lying on her stomach. I watched her for a few moments as she breathed gently in her slumber, before approaching her. She lay on her stomach, but listed to one side, with a knee curled up, her gorgeous, heavy ass-cheeks visible under the thin, sheer blanket. My cock twitched as I noted this. I had to get closer.
As I hovered over her, I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. The scent of her lotion and her skin, combined with the slight, sweet tinge of her sex, danced in my nose and sent shockwaves through my mind, my chest, and my cock. I pulled back the rest of the covers from her body, exposing her completely. She was naked. She stirred, ever so slightly, as I pulled down the covers, but didn't wake. I just have to touch her, I thought, as a heavy pounding--my heart racing--played in my ears.
Her skin was soft and warm. Gently, I drew my fingers across her. I concentrated on her ass, and ran the pads of my fingertips in small circles up and down the swell of her cheeks. After a few moments, she must have felt the touch, felt something, because she pulled her knee up closer to her chest and adjusted her hips on the bed. Her ass was even more open to me now, and I could see the faint twinkle of sweat between her cheeks in the moonlight. I pulled my finger down the crack of her ass, wiping the delicate sweat away, and then eased the digit into my mouth. She tasted so good! Closing my eyes, I shut out the world, so as to concentrate my every nerve on savoring her essence.
Easing back slightly from her bed, I pulled my pants down to my knees. I needed to come, then and there. As I touched my cock, I almost lost control, but forced myself to calm down. Control. I wanted this to last as long as it possibly could. Seeing Sonia naked and helpless, unconscious, before me proved immensely erotic. I was in a sexual frenzy and, at this point, all I needed was to feel the tightening of my balls and the heavy spasms of orgasm.
An intense urge built in my chest as I slowly pumped myself, kneeling on the ground with my face inches from the naked, sleeping body of my love. With my free hand, I carefully touched her ass-cheeks again, running my palm over the soft, yielding flesh. She moaned quietly, and I wondered what kind of dream she could be having while stimulated unaware like this. Soon, I was on the cusp of orgasm and had to release my cock. As much as I needed to come, I didn't want this to end. I didn't want to come just yet. With my cock glistening with my spittle and still throbbing, I stood up and leaned over Sonia's prostrate body. I took her ass-cheeks gently in my hands and spread them to expose her asshole and more of her luscious, young vagina. Her labia opened to reveal her moist, pink tunnel, gaping at me.
Bending down, I planted a soft, delicate lick directly onto the ring of her asshole. Her hips pressed back subconsciously, and I fed my tongue into her anus.
The excitement grew overwhelming. After only one or two short minutes, I could no longer contain myself. I began thrusting my cock again. Immediately, I found myself coming. The first stream shot across her cheeks and clung to her skin in a long, white rope. Pressing the head of my cock to her asshole, I pulled slowly, so as to coax the final spasms of my orgasm between her soft, brown cheeks. I realized that I hadn't breathed in some time. I fell back, as quietly as I could, onto the floor, winded, my head swirling. The come pooled on her asshole, and then leaked in a large, gray-white glob down into her open cunt.
Sonia stirred and woke up. As she shifted her weight, the come gushed from her ass and vagina and spilled onto the linens. "Who?" she cried, startled, and stared into my eyes. It took a few seconds, but I finally registered through the haze of her sleep. "Coop, is that you?"
My heart dropped, sunk into a deep abyss in the pit of my stomach. Suddenly, I felt sick. This had been a horrible mistake. "God, I'm so sorry, Sonia. I don't know what I... "
"Fuck." She wiped her eyes groggily and looked around the room. Her breathing was settling from her scare. "How'd you get in here?"
"Please don't hate me," I said quickly.
"You scared the shit out of me!" She noticed that she was naked, but didn't make any effort to cover up. Her hand ran slowly down her side and stopped at the wetness in her crotch.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay," she said, in a voice now the familiar soft legato I knew and loved. "Coop, what are you doing here?"
I got up from the floor and stood in front of her, my semi-erect cock dangling between my legs, dripping of come and my saliva, my pants a crumpled mess at my ankles. I held my hands out to my sides, palms up, as if to say, Well?
"Oh," she said with a sly smile.
"I couldn't stop thinking about you," I pleaded. "I needed you. So badly! I had to see you. I'm sorry."
"Most people would call," she said slowly. "Like with a phone."
"I tried. I called a few times, but you didn't answer."
Nodding, she rolled over onto her back, stretching cat-like against the soft sheets of her bed. "I think the battery might be dead." She smiled, then, and squeezed her ass-cheeks against my come. "It feels like you started and, well, finished, without me, Daddy."
"Sonia, I just can't get you out of my mind. You're in my blood."
She laughed.
"What?" I asked self-consciously.
"Me too, Coop. I was dreaming about you."
I knelt back down over her and, as I did, she spread her legs ever so slightly. "Just now? Are you serious? Are you just saying that to make me feel less like a complete idiot?"
"All the time," she said, smiling. "But, yeah, just now."
"Oh."
"Coop?"
"Yeah, angel?" My cock hardened. I could feel a weight building in its head.
Sonia spread her legs open completely and pulled her luscious pink lips apart. She held the lips back with two fingers and tapped lightly at her swollen clit with a third. "It's not going to lick itself, baby. Come here."
"Oh, you slut," I breathed as I lowered my tongue onto the firm hood of her clit. Her whole body shook. She pulled away faintly at my touch. I smiled and began licking around her delicate nubbin, down along her labia, down into her asshole, and back up to her mound. I cupped my whole mouth atop her cunt and breathed deeply against her. My breath pulsed onto her sex. I could feel her lips sliding along my tongue as she eased herself toward me, hunting for more contact. My tongue flicked and hit her clit. She groaned loudly, contorting and grinding her sex into my face.
For a long time, I suckled at her moist tunnels, alternating between her vagina and her anus. As I did so, she wrapped her legs around my head, pulling me down into her. As I began to feel her body tensing under me, I slipped away from her dripping sex and eased a long trail of delicate kisses up to her sternum. I held her breasts in my hands, tweaking and pinching her nipples with my fingers. Within moments, the nipples were swollen and hard. I traced small, tight circles around them with my tongue.
"Cooper, make love to me," Sonia breathed. Her eyes were closed, and her head was cocked back hard into her pillow.
"Okay, baby," I said and climbed onto to the bed, easing my body between her legs. Without effort, I slid inside her velvety sex. The sensation proved beyond description. She was tight, smooth, and hot along her canal. As I slowly pumped inside her, I could feel her muscles pulling and releasing against my cock.
"Get my pins, Daddy," she said after a long time, the minutes flowing together in a series of ebbing and flowing sexual sensations. "On my nightstand."
"What?" I panted.
"I want my pins," she repeated. "They're there on my nightstand."
"Okay," I said, and I grudgingly pulled my cock out of her so that I could reach what I finally saw was a small leather pouch on the nightstand. I retrieved the pouch and handed it to her.
"Can we play with these?" she asked sweetly.
"Angel, we can play with anything you want. What are they?" Slowly, I sank my shaft back inside Sonia's cunt. As I did so, she cooed and moaned.
"They're dissection pins," she expla
ined matter-of-factly, closing her eyes to savor the feeling our sexes created as they merged. She began to gyrate against my cock and fucked back at me in short, quick thrusts.
"Dissection pins?" I breathed, thrusting hard into her. "What for?"
"Yeah, you okay with that? It's kinda freaky, I admit. Please don't say that it turns you off. I need you on, baby, okay?"
"Oh, I'm turned on. You don't have to worry about that. What do you want to do with the pins?"
She licked her lips and sighed. I had to stop thrusting. It was too soon for me to come, so I withdrew from her cunt to rub my cock slowly in great circles against her clit and the rest of her moist butterfly. With each pass my hard glans made over her delicate button, she hiccupped with pleasure and gave a soft, plaintive whine.
"I like my nipples stimulated. I want you to push the pins through my nipples."
"What? Are you serious?" I exclaimed, stopping and letting my aching penis throb against her warm, wet opening. I looked at the pouch, and then at her. "I don't think I can do that."
"Please, Daddy."
"I don't think I can hurt you, Sonia. I can't do something that's going to hurt you."
"You won't hurt me," she assured me, her tone much harder and more direct. She opened the pouch and pulled out two long, stainless steel needles. They were not thick, but they were long, at least six inches. "Pinch my nipples hard, and slide one of these through each one. Endorphins, Coop! I won't hurt. It'll feel so good."
I took the two needles and leaned over her. "Are you completely sure?"
"Yes, it's like getting a piercing," she moaned, tugging my cock now with her hand. "And when they're through my nipples, I want you to fuck me again. Hard. You're not going to hurt me."
