He scooped me and carried me inside his office. It was quite small but well lit and there’s a couch nearby. Jeff looked at me as he settled me on the couch, his eyes focused on my lab gown. He slowly unbuttoned the annoying piece of clothing and sighed as he took in my sheer blouse and short skirt. “Good thing you have to wear this damnable lab gown during office hours. Or else, I’d have to work with a hard on all day.”
“I’d take that as a compliment Jeff.”
He lightly fondled my breasts and kissed me, his lips more eager this time. His hands are huge and manly and they roam around my body. I leaned on the armrest of the couch provocatively, making sure that my breasts’ cleavage is showing nicely. I slowly raised the hem of my skirt all the way up to my thighs so that my underwear is exposed. I am acting like a whore, yes, but I do not care. I feel so wet down there and I will tease this man until he finished what he started. His eyes lit up when he saw me and quickly removed all his clothes. I touched my underwear as I looked at him, challenging him to make the first more. He attacked my breasts and kissed the dark valley in between. His tongue was so warm against my skin and I pulled his head closer so I can feel him even more. My breasts felt full instantly and became more desperate for some bolder moves. His hands touched my breasts, his reaction reflecting his awe. He licked me through my sheer blouse as his hands caressed my thighs. Thunder boomed outside, filling the air with electricity. I spread my legs wider to show him my panty. He did not take the hint and continued making love with my bosom.
He was a gentle lover, but with so much hidden passion waiting to explode. I gave him all the liberty and let him do what he please. I allowed my body to relax and to feel all the many good things he is doing to my body. I touched myself and fingered the wet pool of my pussy. I brought my finger to his lips and he licked it, his eyes filling with lust as he tastes me. He sucked on my finger again and again, making me so flattered by the look in his eyes. His finger moved even more determinedly along my thighs. His breath deepened when he reached the waistband of my underwear. He rubbed his palm on the damp front of my panties and gave me a loving squeeze. “You’re wet for me, Princess?” I felt so hot and bothered and my skin tingled. It’s true. I am dripping wet and so aroused. I am wet for him.
I nodded, feeling none of the shame I should be feeling. I moaned as the bulk of his hand worked me through the lacy fabric. The friction felt really good and his touch was made even better by the way he is kissing me. The heat of his kiss drew me, his tongue making love with mine. He very slowly slid his hand inside my underwear and I gasped at the contact. I was had a Brazilian a couple of days ago, and so my flesh was made more sensitive to touch. His hand found my clit and I moaned as he lightly pressed it from side to side. His tongue continued to explore my mouth and I cannot get enough of his manly musky taste. He touched my cunt tentatively, like unknown territory at first. However, I felt as though his hand belonged there. I started to feel wetter as he made slow fucking movements with his tongue, feeling my mouth with so much pleasure. His hand became bolder now and I felt like melting, the sound he makes with his hand as he touched my pussy was driving me crazy. I wanted to rip my underwear off but I did want to seem too eager. I surrendered my body and relaxed, allowing him to fondle me intimately. “You want this?”
“Oh yes Jeff. I want it so much.” I said in between breaths. His hand is so wet now, making it rub more easily on my flesh. He took out his hand and licked his fingers clean, making me part my lips as his tongue glide in between his fingers. He removed my underwear and smelled it. I noted his deep intake of breath and I sighed. His eyes focused on my bare pussy now and I quivered as he looked at it. A glint of something sparkled in his eyes and I felt my juices wanting to come out of me. He moved his face closer and closer to it and I held my breath. I waited with anticipation and I ached deep down. I closed my eyes and there it was...
His tongue was so warm against my kitty lips. I moaned loudly as he licked me. Oh my God. He licked me ever so slowly, his tongue moving against my cunt in the most seductive way. My thigh muscles contracted and my belly tightened as his tongue snaked all around my womanly folds. “Oh dear...oh ooooooooooh...” My pleas became incoherent and my head spun. I was begging and begging for him, begging for, begging for... And then he pressed even more, his tongue rubbing against me with double the intensity, my clit swollen and wanting to explode so badly. I have never felt anything like this before. This man really knows how to please a woman. He used his lips and his tongue to pleasure me and I felt me getting wetter and wetter. “Oh my goodness!”
He found my entrance and teased me with the tip of his thumb. I felt my juices coming out of me as he licked me while his tongue slides deeper and deeper. I moaned even more as he moved his thumb in and out, in and out, in and out as he licked my clit like ice cream. I felt like gushing out all the juices inside his mouth and at the same time my clit is threatening to burst any given moment. I arched my back and shoved my hips to his face. “More baby, please baby, I so want to come!” He did not stop but instead licked my pussy even more, his tongue without mercy. I felt my knees buckle and felt my juices come out of me. I was caught up in a strong quake and there’s another and another, my juices trickling down my thighs and my butt. I felt his tongue again and he looked at me as he was licking my cunt. What a dirty, naughty, man. I thought and pulled him towards me... I groped him as his hands removed the rest of my clothing. He kissed every inch of skin he managed to expose, his tongue like silk on skin. He was warm and slick against my body and every nerve in my body trickled with delight. The feel of his hands on me was amazing. He successfully removed my blouse with one hand, and now his eyes preyed on my bra clad breasts. He pushed a finger deep inside me as his tongue teased the fullness of my bosom. The feel of his teasing mouth was just too much to bear and I moaned even more as he slid the straps of my bra off my shoulders and started sucking my nipples. I arched my back and moaned even deeper as he continued suckling and suckling and suckling until my head started to spin again from all the sensations. I removed my bra impatiently and tossed it on the floor, desperate to feel even more. He scooped me on his lap and his hand supported my back as he started planting sweet kisses on my neck and collarbone. I put my arms around him and returned his kisses, loving the warm feel of his neck. He played with my breasts with his hand and his rod poked at me almost innocently. I risked a quick look at him. He was still rock hard and glistening and proud.
I started to feel scared. He was huge and thick and while this seems to be a wanton move on my part, casual sex isn’t really my thing. I thought about the only man I slept with. I cannot remember seeing that man THIS big. I could get hurt. The thought made me feel like fainting. “I feel you wandering, Princess. What’s the matter? You want to stop now?” He looked at me seriously for a moment. I averted my eyes. I hugged this bear of a man tighter, as if having him close would melt all my fear away. “What’s wrong? You can tell me.”
I held him even tighter and almost unexpectedly, I felt a tightening in my throat and some sting in my eyes. Hot tears fell from my cheek and I sobbed, half from fear and half from embarrassment for acting like such a baby. I felt him kiss my head. He soothed me and patted my back. “We can stop now, if you want to.” I shook my head while it is still between his neck and shoulders. “I don’t want to stop, Jeff. I’m just scared.”
He pulled me from him so that we were face to face. “Scared of what? Did I do something wrong? Please tell me.”
“No. You’ve been wonderful. It’s just that... It’s just that mmm, em, it’s pretty huge.” I said as I looked as his still bulging manhood. He reached out his arms and grabbed his shirt to cover himself and hugged me. “I see. I’m sorry I scared you. I think, he’s pretty happy to see you. It’s very rare that a beautiful lady happens to be in my arms. He swayed me gently while hugging me tight. Stay here for a while, with me. I’ll help you get dress in a bit.”
I felt myself relax and was surprised that
the tears actually stopped. He rubbed my back gently and kissed my head again and again. “I’m sorry for being such a baby.”
“It’s alright.” He murmured. With that, I got a grip of my emotions and uncovered him again. He was a bit softer now. I touched his rod very lightly. I bent ever so slightly and pressed my cheeks against his manhood. I rubbed my face lightly against his silken rod and whispered. “Can we try again?”
I looked at his rod and held it in my hands. It was the most beautiful thing yet the scariest thing I had ever seen. I looked up to meet Jeff’s eyes. His eyes were closed and his eyebrows were closely knit. The man must be in terrible pain. Or...
He sighed as I kissed his cock very lightly. He opened his eyes, worry written all over his expression. I nodded at him and smiled. “Princess, you don’t have to...”
“I know. I want to. I want to feel you inside me.”
He smiled his smile that reveals his two tiny dimples and all my fear disappeared. I lay back on the couch and returned his smile as I spread my legs, encouraging him that I am alright. He pushed a finger inside me and played with my pussy until my juices came pouring again. “I want you, Jeff. I want YOU.”
“I want you too, Princess.” He kissed me even more hotly this time, his tongue moving more ardently inside my mouth. I was a passionate kiss, made even sweeter because I know he cares. I felt so good knowing that this man respects my pace, even to the point of sacrificing his own pleasure. I returned his kisses even more passionately, letting him know how much I desire him. He rubbed his hands on my entire body, focusing on my waist, belly and thighs. “Come here, you.”
He probed my entrance with the tip of his erection and I bucked my hips in response, silk coming in contact with silk. “More, Jeff. Please.” With that, he manipulated my kitty lips with the tip of his manhood. I sighed and begged for more and it felt so good that I didn’t realize that his cockhead is already inside me. I felt him moving, his silken head rubbing me in all the right places. “Oh Jeff. Oh, baby.”
He was moving gently now and I felt myself getting so much wetter. I could see his face beneath all the lust clouding my eyes. Want replaced fear. Desire kicked out every bit of restraint that I felt. I started to move with him, made bolder by the fact that he actually felt so good inside me and the fact that he is taking his sweet time to please me as well. My moans become louder and deeper now as he moved deeper inside me.
I felt so full by him and it was the most wonderful feeling. He stopped for a while and looked at me. “More Jeff. Give me more.”
He smiled and pulled himself almost completely. I gasped as he dove so smoothly, rubbing my G-spot to perfection. I moved my hips to his thrusts, wanting more of that. “Oh, baby. Oh baby...
He rode me expertly yet with care, his arms taking all of his weight. My pussy felt nothing but pleasure and I made all these incoherent noises that made him move even faster. My toes came together and my belly muscle felt heavy and tight. I held the armrest for support, feeling my body take all his thrust. “Faster babe, faster!” I whispered.
“Spread your legs wider.” I spread my legs even wider and felt my pussy quiver. The angle was a lot better now and I moaned even more.
I felt his rod become a lot harder and thicker now. Oh God, not yet. He deliberately slowed down his pace and kissed me again and again and again. “How am I so far, Princess?”
“You’re more than wonderful.” I smiled at him dearly. “Pull out.” I said.
“What?”
“Pull out.”
He reluctantly pulled himself out and watched as I crouched on the floor. “Come here, make me warm.” I cooed. “You’re naughty.” He pushed himself inside me again and grabbed my butt. Oh it felt so, so good. He grabbed my breasts as he moved in and out of me in a super intense motion that made me panting and breathless. I closed my eyes and just felt his thrusting and I moaned and bit my lip to prevent myself from screaming. “Harder, Jeff. Harder. Harder.”
He moved so sexily inside me and I felt myself going crazy, my head tossing as he fucked me. He groaned as sensation must have built and I felt my clit all ready to explode. His hand must have guessed it because touched my cunt seductively as his length pleasured me. The combo made me almost giddy with pleasure and I moved to his rhythm, my heartbeat going to the extreme second after second. The sounds we were making filled the room. I was so horny that I didn’t know what I’d do if he stops. He fucked me even harder now and I surrendered. I want to please him as much as he pleases me and I do not want this coupling to end, at least not yet. His hand went wild on my flesh, rubbing my clit. It felt like bursting and secreting all my juices.
Just then, I pulled him off me and I lay flat on my back. He pushed inside me again and this time, we had a single steady rhythm and we moved to it again and again and again until we both exploded----hot lava creating a warm pool inside me. He moved several seconds more and again, I climaxed, even stronger this time. I soothed him as he spilled all of his cum inside me. We lay in the floor for a while. Our bodies meshed together, our arms around each other. He kissed my lips lazily and pulled me closer to him. “I don’t want you to think I am asking for too much, but, will you have dinner with me tonight?” I turned to face him and smiled impishly. “Sure, buddy. Are you asking me out on a date?”
“Well, you saw through me. Please don’t say no.”
“I will, on one condition.”
“Anything. Ask me anything.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. Anything.”
“Will you cook for me?”
“Is that all?”
“Yeah. God knows I’ll be craving for that sandwich all week.”
“I’ll cook you a feast. Just be with me tonight.”
“Deal.”
“You’re very easy to please. I like that.”
“I like you.”
Brushing Up on Chemistry
Even if the assistant to the dean didn’t tell them to stay after the test, most students in the class preferred to be rooted in their seats, their hands on their heads, some rubbing their napes, in complete exhaustion. Their professor gave them the perfect going away “gift” it would seem – a fucking shitty test – as Sarah vehemently griped.
“As you all know Professor Stanton is on maternity leave,” the Olive Oyl look-alike assistant was saying in her whiny voice, “Someone else will be taking her place for the remaining couple of months before the end of the semester.”
No one moved or made a sound. Every single brain cell of each person inside the room, save Olive Oyl’s, was probably used up so not one thing she was telling them was being processed in their worn out brains.
Edie herself just wanted to sleep. She glanced at her watch again: 11:09. OK, then. Lunch first, she reminded herself, then sleep. Her next class was at three in the afternoon, anyway.
“So, everyone,” Olive Oyl continued. “I would like you to meet Mr. Ian Roy, substituting Professor Stanton.”
Everyone’s heads turned to look to the direction that the reed thin woman was pointing at. She was surprised they could do that even, when she didn’t want to move at all. So she kept her gaze straight, looking at the board, recalling stuff that Phyllis Stanton, their Organic Chemistry professor, wrote on it.
She heard few surprised gasps from some of her female classmates – which she ignored. Then she snapped out of her reverie when Sarah, beside her, clearly said: “Holy fucking cow, he’s hot.”
Edie turned to her, “What?”
“He is fucking hot!” she repeated, a come-hither smile plastered on her face, her eyes smoldered with longing.
When she finally looked at the source of the commotion, her breath hitched at her throat. Their substitute professor was – from Sarah’s words – fucking hot.
“What’s his name?” Edie asked Sarah, unable to tear her gaze from the beautifully sculpted mouth, straight aquiline nose, the hard slash of his cheekbones, square jaw line and firm chin. His hair was dark as nigh
t and neatly styled. Even at this distance, a few rows away from the podium, she can see the intelligent glint of his sharp, green eyes.
Sarah didn’t answer either. She forced herself to look at her friend who was still ogling the man. Actually, everyone was still ogling him – especially the female population of the class. Even the men’s interest were slightly piqued with the introduction.
From what she heard, he was a graduate of this university a couple of years ago. His family owned the well-known Roy and Sanders pharmaceutical company. They were the ones who formulated a new, more effective, anti-rabies vaccine which is administered only in just one dose. They dabble in other medications too. Now, he’s running the marketing part of the company. He’s here because Phyllis Stanton is his cousin’s wife – it was a favor – blah, blah, blah…
“Sarah, what’s his name?” she asked again.
“Ian Roy.” came her friend’s sharp answer.
The curtness in Sarah’s voice made her realize what sort of ninny she was – well, the whole female population in the room was, come to think of it. She gave herself a mental shake, telling her head that Ian Roy was just another handsome teacher. There was nothing to be so nervous about him.
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