by Jaz Monday
"I'm gonna come soon," I said.
"Wait. It gets better, baby."
She licked up the shaft again and then settled down with one of my balls in her mouth. She suckled it and twirled her tongue around the rough skin, isolating the ball against the side of her mouth. The pleasure was electric. With one hand, she slowly pumped my shaft, careful to keep the shaft perfectly straight so as not to bend me against the sound. Her jacking was soft at first, barely perceptible, and then built to an intensity that made my balls churn. As she pumped me, she took her other hand and began easing the steel rod further into my urethra.
The pain suddenly grew intense--sharp, white-hot, searing--as if someone had just taken a length of electrified wire and poked it unaffectionately down the length of my penis. I emitted something between a scream and a cry, and raised my hips from the floor, which only served to thrust the sound deeper inside me. But, then, it was over. Just as quickly as it had come, it was gone. An even more intense pleasure washed over me.
I panted, and large rivulets of sweat ran down from my brows, across my face, to drop into my crotch. The sweat splattered on Sonia's hands and on my cock. My jaw and teeth ached from clenching so tightly, but in my loins I felt only pleasure now. It was a dull, yearning pleasure, like an ache. Yet another new sensation. Soon five inches of the sound were inside me.
She stopped pumping for a moment.
"Watch," she said, visibly proud of this new pleasure she'd introduced me to.
As my cock throbbed, the sound slowly bobbed up and eased out of my urethra. The pleasure grew exquisite. Unspeakable. No pain at all now, just the pleasure--searing, white-hot, but pleasure. She pushed the implement back into my cock, and then allowed it to ease out. Pushed it back. Watched it slide out. Over and over and over again. In, then out. In, then out. Over and over.
The pleasure built, every second--mounting until I was sure I would lose myself, only to find the pleasure building even more. Slowly, she fucked my cock with the sound, each time wrenching my entire lower belly with a pleasure I'd never before experienced. She pumped my shaft while she fucked the hole, pushing the thick metal instrument into me, impaling my cock and setting alight every delicious nerve ending inside of the shaft. I thought I was going to pass out. The pain, which had turned to pleasure, raced back toward pain again and the sensations were simply too intense for me to process.
"I'm gonna come, Sonia," I gasped, as I felt my cock tense ever more and strain to release its load.
"Yes, baby. Come for me now." She began pumping the sound quickly into my cock. Her delicate touch was gone now. She jammed the steel into my urethra.
The sensation became too much. My balls clenched, my entire body tensed, and my cock exploded violently in a wash of warm, sticky come. She pulled the sound out of my cock after the second spasm, and a fat turret of lumpy come erupted from the purple head. She had moved herself above my cock and caught the flood against her face. Quickly, she sank her mouth over my cock and pumped violently on my shaft with her hand. Her tongue danced around my frenulum and the back of my sensitive glans as the orgasm whipped across me, and I blew the last gush of my come into her loving mouth.
I drifted back, supine, onto the floor and closed my eyes. My ears rang. My vision blurred and tunneled. I was exhausted to the core. My whole body felt weak, spent. I had come, not just with my cock, but with my entire body. I could feel Sonia over me, pressing her body into mine, whispering that she loved me. I pulled her closer to me and let myself go.
Two weeks had passed since Sonia had taken over as my lab assistant. Things between us, personally and professionally, had never been better. Graduation was coming up soon, and we were both winding down the semester--me, preparing grades and setting up my teaching schedule for next semester, and Sonia wrapping up the last of her projects and studying for finals.
"I can't believe it's almost over," she said, lancing a slice of tomato from my plate as we sat in our small corner of the cafeteria. "I mean, I'm almost done."
"Time flies," I said, and then immediately felt bad. "Look, I'm sorry."
"For what?" she asked, chewing.
Once again, my concerns were my own. It occurred to me that no matter how well synched we were, she couldn't, in fact, read my mind. I laughed nervously. I didn't want to lose her. "Don't mind me. I'm just being, I dunno, odd. Or something."
"Cooper, talk to me." She sat down her fork and fixed her attention on me. A group of students filed behind us to their table, their lunch trays hovering precariously over our heads. "Baby?"
"Almost over? Almost done?" I said, unable to look her in the eye for reasons I didn't fully understand. "It all sounds so final. So terminal. You know?"
"Oh, my God," Sonia laughed. "You are the smartest man I've ever known. But you're fucking retarded."
"Thank you," I said, smiling absently.
"You're some kind of stupid, Daddy."
"Well, now I feel so much better." I took the rest of my tomatoes and flung them gracefully onto her plate. She parried my fork and locked it against her plastic plate as I tried to return it to my own.
"Listen to me, Cooper Corbis. I'm not going anywhere. What you do for me, I've never had done before. What you make me feel, I've never felt before. What I feel for you, I've never felt before. You're my soul mate. You're my fuck bunny wunny. I love you. That's my cock," she declared as she dropped her eyes to my lap, "and I'm not leaving it."
"That was unusual, but romantic," I said, smiling widely, and retrieved my fork. "But what now? Where do we go from here? The semester's over soon. You're graduating. You're going to walk. Then what?"
"What do you mean, 'then what?'"
"Are you going to stay here?" I asked.
"Are you asking me to move in with you, Cooper?"
I fidgeted awkwardly and adjusted myself in the cafeteria chair, which had suddenly become very uncomfortable. "What? No, I mean... "
"So, you don't want me to move in with you?" she asked quickly.
"Where is this going?" I asked, laughing nervously. That wasn't it at all. But, suddenly, yes. I very much did want her to move in with me, as a matter of fact. Yes, I certainly did. But... "It's not what I said. I'm just... "
"It's all right, Coop. I'm fucking with you." Setting her utensils down, she placed her hand gently over mine. Her eyes drifted into mine and soothed me immediately. "I applied to grad school. It's going to be fine. Well, I hope. I haven't been accepted yet."
"You did?" I turned my hand over, holding her hand in mine. My face twisted into a wide, stupid grin. "You applied? To where?"
"Here, of course. I applied to grad school here."
"You didn't come to me for a recommendation," I said, wondering, but trying my best to avoid sounding accusatory or overly needy.
"I know. I'm sorry. Are you mad?"
"No, of course not. Not mad. It's just I would have given you one. No problem! I would have given you a great one."
She gave me her you sweet, stupid fool look once more: something she'd grown increasingly adept at doing. "I know, baby. That's why I didn't. I don't want it to seem as if you're doing me favors. You know, 'There go Dr. Corbis. He got Sonia into grad school, and you know they were fucking.' No, I needed to do it on my own. You know? For you, and for me, I needed to know that I could do this on my own. But your support means the world to me."
"You're an amazing woman, Sonia."
"And I want to support you, by being the best I can be."
"What did I do to end up with you?"
"I ask myself that, too." She smiled and licked her lips.
"When will you hear about your application?" I asked.
"In a couple of weeks, I think." Leaning back in her chair, she stretched. It was getting late. "I should be notified pretty quickly of a decision, I'm told. That's what the departmental secretary said. It was mostly a formality, apparently. I hope, anyways."
"So," I said, posing as sexily as I could manage, "what do you wa
nt to do after dinner?"
She laughed at my caricature. "I think we should head back to the lab for a bit. I've got some equipment to prep for tomorrow."
"Some equipment?" I asked. "Really?"
"You are a dog, Cooper Corbis."
Chapter Six
I flicked off the light at the switch on the wall. It was late, and there didn't seem to be anyone else in the building--certainly not on the fifth floor, and not in this area of the lab--but why take chances? Reaching across the mica-topped desk, I turned on the gas, and then sparked the Bunsen burner to life. On the desk behind me, I lit another burner. In total, I lit four of the thin metal burners, set in a diamond pattern around me on the two long lab desks that ran down this side of the room. They cast a warm, diffuse yellow glow across the entire room. My shadow bent into a long abstract form on the wall. Low on the shadow, a large dark shaft bent against the lab cabinetry. My cock looked huge. I smiled. "Kind of romantic," I said after a few moments of taking in the lighting and the ambiance it cast.
"Yeah, baby."
Sonia was on the floor in front of me. She was naked still, on her hands and knees. Ropy streams of my come ran across the slick, wet globes of her ass. The semen, slowly drying, formed varicose little rivers on her skin. The thick clumps of my sperm had slid down along her delicious mounds and now clung to her hard, curly pubic hairs. The slicked-through pink gash between her legs dripped its juice onto the epoxy floor. Playfully, she wiggled her ass toward me, and then thrust her hips up and down, making the cheeks clap gently. A gobbet of my sperm dislodged from her cunt as she gyrated her hips, and splattered against the floor.
"I'm so fucking hard right now, Sonia," I said, slowly pumping my cock in my hand.
"Baby boy, you just came."
"I know. But, Jesus," I said. "Your sweet ass. And your voice. Angel, everything about you."
I tweaked the head of my cock, and actively forced myself to stop, so as not to jack off all over her or to ram myself into her velvety canal again. I wanted desperately to be inside her one more time, to be one with her, to press our bodies together in ways that forced us into that deep, intense togetherness, that brutal need, that we'd both grown to live for. It was this feeling that we'd both grown to need to live. Like crack or junk or crystal meth, we needed each other, and I needed her now.
But, right now, this was about Sonia. A surprise I'd envisioned, just for her.
"I'm ready, my Professor," she breathed.
"Me, too, honey."
I walked slowly around her, running the fingers of my right hand from the top of her cunt, up between and over her ass-cheeks, and then along her outstretched spine. I felt her skin tingle under my touch and the sensation of our merging flesh caused the slow burn in my testicles to flare. How could I be so lucky?
I needed to come again.
As I passed her head, I turned my hips to position my cock in the direction of her face. Sensing this, she raised her head to me, first to smile that familiar expression of hers--part lust, part innocent longing, part something beyond love--and then opened her lips to take the head of my cock onto her tongue. She closed her mouth over me, over just the head, and sucked tightly. Her eyes closed. The satisfied, tender look on her face almost forced me over the edge. She held me there for what felt like an age, trapped in her vacuum. The warmth overwhelmed my senses. Suddenly, it was gone. I felt a prickling cold on my skin as my wet cock fell away from her delicious mouth.
I caressed her face and, bending down, planted a long kiss on her mouth. I tasted her cunt on her lips by way of transference from my cock. The thought of this was almost enough for me to explode again, then and there.
But, I wouldn't. This was her turn, I reminded myself again.
"I'm the luckiest girl in the world," she declared sweetly.
"I love you, Sonia." And I had a special treat for her.
Opening the supply cabinet on the wall beside us, I carefully removed a large bend of thick, hard rubber. My little secreted treasure, which I'd hidden earlier this morning. It was eighteen inches long: A thick U-shape of heavy silicone rubber. Each stretched, six-inch-long section of the U was set roughly two or three inches apart from the one next to it. In my estimation, this was the perfect dildo. I'd found it online, on a bondage-and-sex-toy website. I knew immediately that it was for Sonia--for us.
"Oh, God, baby," Sonia said, seeing the colossal implement. "What are you going to do with that?" It was a rhetorical question, as she knew exactly what I was going to do with it. And the irony of her question wasn't lost on her, given that she'd used her own sound on my cock a dozen times since that first experience in the storeroom. Unorthodox toys were becoming a larger and larger part of our relationship.
"I think I'm going to come as soon as you touch that thing to my pussy."
My smile broadened. I felt my cock twitch and strain painfully against its own skin. My heartbeat quickened, and a buzz-like fine hash settled into my brain. I couldn't resist the urge to squeeze my fist around my cock and pump half a dozen times. The energy lifted me to the tips of my toes. One or two more strokes and I would have been raining come down over her naked body again.
It was time for Sonia to come.
She inhaled deeply. Her body shook. She leaned her face and chest to the floor, causing her ass to lift and her ass-cheeks and cunt to spread open further before me. "I'm ready, Daddy," she cooed. And then, following a short, sexy laugh, "Go easy on me."
"Sonia."
"Yeah, baby?" She reached a hand up under her belly and flicked two fingers in tight, rapid little circles over her clit.
"I love you."
"I love you," she replied. Pulling her fingers from her sex, she licked them clean. Her head was cocked and she kept an eye on me, peering expectantly over her shoulder.
She then extended the fingers to me, pressing them against my tongue. "Now fuck me with that monster, goddammit."
I smeared a large amount of petroleum jelly onto the thick rubber ends and along the shafts of the dildo's U. When the surface was thickly slick with the lubricant, I positioned myself in a crouch down behind her. The head of my cock touched the cold floor and my asshole puckered at the jolt.
"Are you ready?"
"Fuck me, Coop," she growled. "Take that chunk of rubber and stick it inside my body. Fuck me with it, and fuck me hard with it. Please. And don't stop, no matter what, until you feel me come."
I leaned forward and devotedly lapped at the lips of her cunt. I ran my tongue up and down her perineum, slicking the area between her anus and her vagina. The feeling on my tongue, the sensation, her taste, her smell--the combination drove me into a heady frenzy. When her soft coos became louder, frantic moans, I stopped and leaned back. Scooping up a few more tablespoons of lubricant with my index and middle fingers, I smeared it around and into her puckered brown anus, slicking the insides of her ass-cheeks as well--for no other reason than seeing that delicate skin slick with lube made me want to come even more.
When she grew loose and wet, I finally brought the top section of the U-shaped dildo to her asshole. She puckered and kissed her gorgeous hole at me. As she spread her cheeks apart for me, I eased one of the thick, penis-shaped ends into her ass. It stopped at first, the blunt curve pushing awkwardly against the rim of her hole but going no further. I could feel her squirm and her entire body sigh impatiently under my touch. She gasped something unintelligible and pressed her holes back toward me. The hunger in her belly caused my cock to strain painfully against the cold floor.
With a slight twist of the dildo and a constant, even pressure, the monster phallus finally began to sink home inside her.
"Oh my fucking Christ!!" Sonia screamed. "Oh, Jesus. Fucking Jesus Jesus Jesus. It feels so big!"
"Are you okay, honey?" I asked her as I pushed down on the dildo, ever so slowly, and twisted it against her to position the final length of heavy rubber just between the soaking lips of her cunt.
"Coop, Yes. Oh my God, yes.
I'm so fucking okay. You're tearing my asshole in two with that thing. It feels so fucking good I want to cry. It's so hard and so smooth. I feel like I'm going to shit out my entire insides and it feels so good. So good. It feels so good I don't know what to do."
"Just enjoy it," I whispered and bent to gently kiss the inside of her ass-cheeks.
I eased the last section of the U into her young body. It slid easily inside her cunt and her delicate lips vibrated along the length of skin-like rubber as it impaled her. I moved my hands now, so that I held the U at its base with my right hand and rubbed around her clit with my left. Gently, I played around her clit, careful not to touch the delicate nub directly, not to spark the fire that would bring her to orgasm.
Slowly at first, and then with increasing velocity, I fucked both her luscious holes with the dildo. Soon I could smell her delicious sex, the fresh, intense scent of her insides, the earthy musk of her ass. As if I were some kind of industrial press, I thrust the twin rubber tubes like a piston into and out of her willing body. Her back shimmered with sweat, and over the mounds of her ass I could see her head, her hair, flailing back and forth with intensity of the pleasure.
Sonia couldn't speak. Her sounds became muted and guttural. The loud, hungry screams and cries devolved into base animal noises. Grunts. Low squeals. The dual penile shafts beating into her cunt and her asshole shifted the pleasure to her entire body, across every inch of her skin, and deep down into her organs. No longer did she merely feel acute pleasure at her sex. She strained against the building wave of a full body orgasm. Every muscle in her body strained and coiled in anticipation of the coming pinnacle.
She moaned and called out to me, but I couldn't understand what she said. As I slowed my pumping to ease the sensations in her bottom, she began to thrust back at the toy, impaling herself on it with sheer unmitigated violence.
