by Cassie Cole
I rode him until he began to gasp. I leaned my forehead against his and gazed into his eyes while moving up and down. My thighs burned but that didn’t matter. The only thing mattered was the sexy man in my arms and the cock deep inside me. His roar of pleasure started low but rose in volume as he came inside me, so I clamped my hand over his mouth just like Zack had done to me in my office. Dominic’s massive body shuddered underneath me like an earthquake until finally it went still.
“You can let go of my ass now,” I whispered.
Rather than let go, he gave me a two-handed squeeze. “They’re going to need to use the Jaws of Life to pry my hands off that round, smooth, perfect ass.”
I giggled in spite of myself. “You don’t need to flatter me. In case you haven’t noticed, you’re already inside of me. Literally as we speak.”
His angular face twisted in a wolfish smile. “You make me want to cancel class. We can remain here, like this, until the sun goes down.”
“Mmm, tempting. But aren’t you giving a test today?”
His eyes filled with disappointment. Then he said, “I’m in a good mood. I’ll give them all As.”
“Now that would raise some eyebrows.”
Dominic’s hands moved up my back, holding me tenderly. “I don’t care. The only thing I care about right now is you.”
We kissed again, and then I said, “See? You can have a physical and emotional relationship. The two aren’t mutually exclusive.”
“Indeed they aren’t. Although this was certainly worth the wait.” He exhaled slowly. “It is a tremendous relief that you aren’t uncomfortable with my past.”
“Why would I be?” I asked. “You may feel weird about it, but I don’t. Besides: my history is a lot like yours.”
“You said that before, but somehow I doubt it,” he teased.
I tapped his strong chin with my fingernail. “I’ve had group sex too.”
“You have?” He searched my eyes for any hint that I was joking.
“Mmm hmm. Twice. The first time was just okay, but the second time… It was fantastic. I loved every minute of it.”
I wondered how much I should reveal to Dominic. We were dating, but we weren’t exactly exclusive yet. How would he react if I told him I had a threesome just a few days ago?
Dominic’s forest-green eyes twinkled. “I’m struggling to picture that.”
“Well then,” I said on a whim, “maybe if we try that together it would help jog your imagination.”
He immediately grinned. “I hope you aren’t joking, because I think I would enjoy that very much.”
“I wasn’t joking. If you’re into that, then so am I.”
“It might take some time to find the right person to join us,” Dominic mused. “Unless you know someone…”
I considered telling him right then. I have two friends-with-benefits who are strippers. It would be the perfect time to reveal it. I was certain he would react with excitement.
But something stopped me from saying it out loud. I climbed off him and adjusted my skirt. “I can’t think of anyone.”
He rose, zipped up his pants, and then wrapped me in another embrace. “Keep it in mind. And until then? The two of us can have a lot of fun.”
I giggled. “We sure can. Now, where are you taking me on our next date?”
He snorted and turned to his desk. “Why would we go on a date now that we’ve had sex?”
I playfully punched his arm, which was as firm as the desk next to him. “Ha ha! Very funny!”
“I’ve changed my mind. I only want physical relationships again. No emotion.”
I wrapped my arms around him from behind. “I think I liked you better when you were serious all the time.”
We chuckled together in his office, neither one of us wanting to let go.
30
Jessica
October was a blur of classes, midterms, and sizzling-hot sex.
Dominic and I went out on the weekends. Restaurants, movies, even the pool hall on campus. But we always went home afterwards, ripped our clothes off, and fucked like rabbits. Dominic was like a hungry man at a buffet: he wanted to try everything. We must have run through the entire Kama Sutra before Halloween. We still kept things relatively vanilla, but I was eager to take it to the next level. I was just waiting for the right time.
To my surprise, it didn’t get in the way of my activities with Zack and Finn. Since the two of them stripped on the weekends, we had all of our fun during the week. The two of them fucked me in every combination they could think of. When Finn was busy, I had sex with Zack—and vice versa. It got to the point that we were having sex three or four times a week.
Juggling three men at the same time was easier than I expected.
Yet I didn’t want to keep things a secret from my two student lovers. One night after a particularly filthy threesome, while the three of our sweaty bodies were still cuddled together in bed, I decided to bring it up.
“I’m dating someone.”
Both of them turned to me. “Is it that guy Finn saw you with at the football game?”
I gasped at Finn. “You told him?”
“We don’t keep secrets,” Finn replied. “And I told you he wouldn’t care.”
“I don’t,” Zack said. I turned to face him and he was smiling. “I don’t care, I mean. Date whoever you want. It’s cool with me. Not that you need my permission or anything.”
“I’m glad you feel that way,” I said. “Yes, it’s the man Finn saw me with at the football game. He’s a professor.”
“Shit,” Zack said. “How can we compete with that?”
“We’re hotter,” Finn replied. “That’s how.”
I hummed skeptically. “I don’t know. This professor is pretty hot…”
We giggled and play-wrestled in bed while the two of them insisted they were hotter.
When I was younger and wilder, I could have anal sex at the drop of a hat. No problem. But after so long I needed to work up to it again. Finn and I got impatient and finally tried it one night. He fucked my pussy for a while to warm me up then pulled a bottle of lube out of his drawer. Despite covering his cock and fingering my ass with the lube, his cock was too big. Anything more than the tip in my ass began to hurt. I wanted it to work, because the naughty aspect of it was turning me on too, but I just wasn’t ready.
I started using toys on myself when I was alone. Bigger and bigger dildos to get used to it. But as good as the toys felt, they weren’t a substitute for the real thing.
Soon, I thought.
One day in class, while everyone was taking an exam, I was feeling extra naughty. Zack had just turned in his paper and was sending me sexy looks from the third row. I pulled out my phone and sent him a photo that I had taken earlier this morning. I was nude in front of the mirror, bending over. Above my curled pussy lips, between my ass cheeks, was the base of a buttplug.
Zack: Is that what I think it is?
Me: Depends. What do you think it is?
Zack: A buttplug in your ass.
Me: Maaaaaybe
Zack: When was that taken? Are you wearing it right now?
Me: Maaaaaybe
Zack: I’m rock-hard now. Is it weird wearing it in public?
Me: Honestly, I barely notice it. Maybe that means I’m getting close to fitting something REALLY big in there :-)
Across the room, Zack grinned like an idiot. I adjusted my seating in the chair which really made him smirk. His fingers flew as he typed up another text.
But I wasn’t the only one who noticed his enthusiasm.
“Zack?” Melanie suddenly snapped. “Are you on your cell phone?”
He froze with fear on his handsome face. “I… Uh…”
My GTA stood up. “Cell phones aren’t allowed out during tests.”
“I already turned mine in,” he said.
“It doesn’t matter. You know the rules…”
She was right: students weren’t allowed to hav
e their phones out until the last exam had been turned in. Otherwise one student who had already finished their test could text the answers to someone still taking it. With the prevalence of EarPods and Apple Watches, that kind of cheating was becoming a big problem on campus.
Melanie turned to me with a satisfied expression. “Professor?”
The entire class was watching now, waiting to see what I would do. “Zack? Put the phone away and don’t let me see it again.”
“Yes, Professor Morris.”
Melanie’s eyes widened at me. She lowered her voice and said, “Professor, the syllabus states that anyone caught with a phone during a test…”
“I’ll determine a suitable disciplinary course of action later,” I replied firmly. “There’s no need to disrupt the rest of the class taking their exams.”
Melanie looked like she wanted to argue further, but then she sat back down and glared at Zack for the rest of class.
When everyone turned in their test I gave my lecture. After class I hurried out of the room before Melanie could pester me further. I quickly sent a text on my phone while walking down the hall.
Me: Delete the photo. Now.
Zack: Way ahead of you
Me: I shouldn’t have sent that. Too risky.
Zack: I thought it was worth it. Even if your GTA is a prude.
Zack: I’m gonna be thinking about that photo the rest of the day.
Despite the close call, I was incredibly turned-on by the whole thing. Maybe because of the close call. I kept the plug in for the rest of the morning with the intention of taking it out after lunch. But then I decided to keep it in for a little bit longer.
Dominic and I met for lunch as we always did. He was chatting happily about the new class he would be teaching next fall—one that focused on late twentieth century wars, like Korea and Vietnam. But all I could think about was the object in my ass and how nobody around me knew.
“Jessica?” Dominic suddenly said. “Is everything alright?”
“Of course, everything’s fine. Why?”
He frowned at me. “You seem distracted.”
Another tingle of naughtiness ran through my body. I inched my chair closer to his and pulled out my phone. “Honestly, I do have something else on my mind. This.”
I showed him the photo.
Dominic almost choked on his noodles. “Put that away! Someone might see. Is that… recent?”
“Mmm hmm. Taken this morning.”
I watched as Dominic began to realize what I meant. His eyes widened and he looked down. “Right now?”
“Yep. Does that explain why I’m distracted?”
“Indeed it does,” he said in a curious voice. “I wasn’t aware you were into that sort of thing.”
“Oh, I am,” I whispered in a sultry voice. “Does that turn you on?”
He smirked. “Very much so.”
I moved my chair closer to him. We were seated at a table in the corner, facing the rest of the campus dining hall. I ran my hand over his thigh until I found his cock, thick and warm in his pants.
“What are you doing?” he hissed.
“Nothing,” I said sweetly. “Just seeing how turned-on you are.”
I stroked him through his dress pants, which were made of thin fabric.
“Now you know how aroused I am,” he said in a strained voice. “You can stop that.”
“No, I don’t think I will.”
He breathed steadily while gazing around the room. “Someone might see.”
“The table blocks their view,” I whispered while taking a bite out of my sandwich with my free hand. “Someone would need to be sitting on the floor to see us.”
Dominic exhaled softly while I jacked him off through his pants. He closed his eyes and exhaled.
“You like things in your ass?” he whispered.
“Maybe. Although I wish it was something a little bigger.”
I squeezed his cock just in case there was any doubt as to what I meant.
“I think you’d like what I have to give you,” Dominic rumbled quietly.
“I think I would too.”
He glanced sideways at me while I stroked him. “These are grey pants. A stain would be very difficult for me to conceal.”
I grinned. “Then you’d better warn me before that happens.”
The dining hall was busy at this time of day, with students walking around and talking and eating their lunches, but nobody noticed what we were doing in the corner. I rubbed Dominic faster and faster. His grip on his fork tightened and his breathing intensified.
“Now,” he suddenly hissed. “Stop. Stop.”
I let go of his cock and watched him hold his breath. Slowly he exhaled with relief.
“That was close,” he said.
I let my fingers drag against his cock one more time. “It was a lot of fun, too.”
He snatched my wrist away. “Careful. Another touch and… Well. I’m going to need a minute before I get up.”
I smiled at him and picked up my food tray. “Take all the time you need. But then meet me in my office so I can finish you off.”
The head-start gave me enough time to get to my office, remove the buttplug, and stash it in a zip-lock bag in my desk. When Dominic finally walked in and locked the door behind him I was all ready to go. I bent over my desk and lifted my skirt to show him that it was gone.
Dominic needed no other encouragement. He bent down to plant a kiss on my right ass cheek, then hastily pulled his cock through his dress pants. He licked his hand, then rubbed the saliva over the tip of his cock.
It was bigger than the buttplug, but only by a little bit. The tip of his cock slid into my ass with ease. I moaned as he filled me, and pushed my ass back against him to swallow more of his dick. Another inch of his shaft slid inside, stretching my asshole wide.
“Oh my God,” I moaned while rubbing my pussy. “Fuck my ass, Professor…”
“Jessica, your ass feels so good,” he groaned.
After edging him in the cafeteria, Dominic only lasted a few short thrusts. His grip tightened on my hips and his cock exploded in my ass, filling me with his come.
“I’m coming, Jessica, I’m coming in your ass!”
His orgasm sounded almost painful with its intensity. His hands shook while he gripped my waist after. His cock slid out of my ass as easily as it had entered, and I quickly pulled up my panties.
“I’m… I’m sorry,” he said. “I wanted to last longer…”
I leaned up and kissed him on the lips. “I’m glad you didn’t. I need to ease into butt-stuff. This was a good warm-up for next time.”
He grinned. “Next time?”
“Oh yes. Next time.”
Dominic used a tissue to clean himself off. “And here I was thinking the next step would be a threesome. I was hoping you would have found the right guy to join us by now.”
The moment was so perfect, and I was feeling adventurous enough, that the words came spilling out of my mouth: “I think I may know one or two guys who would be interested.”
His eyebrows shot up. “Really?”
“There’s just one problem.” I hesitated, then decided there was no turning back. “They’re both DMSU students.”
I waited for his reaction. He thought about it for a few seconds, but the hesitation felt like hours.
“I don’t mind if they’re students,” he finally said. “As long as they aren’t in either of our classes.”
“No, of course not,” I said. “Neither of them are.”
It was only half a lie. That made it easier to justify in my head.
Dominic cradled my cheek in his palm and kissed me. “Then I say we take things to the next level.”
As we cleaned ourselves up and went our separate ways, I couldn’t decide if I should be excited or worried.
31
Jessica
The obvious problem with the situation was that Zack was one of my students. There was no getting around th
at.
I considered my options. If Zack joined us for some threesome fun, Dominic might later find out the truth. That wasn’t a risk I wanted to take. Besides, compounding a lie with another lie wasn’t a great idea. I really liked Dominic and wanted to see where our relationship went. Being truthful was the way to go.
The solution was just as obvious: Dominic and I could have a threesome with Finn. He wasn’t one of my students, so there wasn’t a problem. But that meant excluding Zack, which felt like its own kind of betrayal. Maybe he would understand and be cool with the whole thing, but maybe he would take it personally. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings or make him feel unwanted.
Especially considering I didn’t know what to call our relationship. He was my student. We were fooling around behind closed-doors. Was something deeper growing between us? I couldn’t be sure. I didn’t know how I felt, and that made everything more confusing.
I wished there were a way to have group sex with all four of them and have it be okay.
Now that the subject was out in the open, Dominic was enthusiastic about it. He brought it up every time we had lunch and texted me about it at night. It was all done playfully and with some teasing behind it, but his excitement was palpable. It mirrored my own—after having threesomes with Zack and Finn I was eager to do the same with Dominic.
“Is tonight the night?” he asked one Friday at lunch, giving me a wolfish smile.
“It is not,” I said. “Be patient.”
“The more time passes, the more my imagination grows,” he replied smoothly. “I’m thinking of all the filthy things I want to do to you with another man.”
I bit my lip. “Like what?”
Dominic focused on his soup. “Like you told me: be patient.”
I let out a frustrated grunt, which made him laugh deeply.
I struggled with what to do until the perfect opportunity came over Thanksgiving. Zack, Finn, and I were snuggling on their couch while watching Monday Night Football.
“Doing anything special for turkey day?” I asked.
“I’m heading home for the break,” Zack said. “After class on Wednesday I’m driving straight home. You want to come, Finn?”
