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It all started innocently enough. I was working on my master’s degree while working full-time. My wife encouraged me to pursue it and I went at it with all the energy I could muster – which turned out to be not quite enough. The competing demands of work, marriage, and school took their toll and I fell behind in school. Beth did all she could at home to make time available to me to work on my thesis. She even invented a reward system for me.
She laid out a timeline with different milestones on it. For each one that I achieved, she promised a no-strings-attached blowjob. The only condition was that I had to claim it within 24 hours of earning said blowjob. That complicated things a bit since I had so little free time.
When I came home from class and announced to her that Dr. Cargill had approved my thesis, l was sort of anxious about my reward.
Would Beth actually suck my cock without any reciprocation? I was desperate for some sleep but even more desperate for some relief.
What can I say? My cock didn’t stop needing attention just because I was too busy to take care of him…
“That’s fantastic,” she said. “Now I can reward you.”
“I really don’t want to make this a late night. Are you sure you’re okay with letting me go to sleep after I cum?”
“It’s the least I can do. Go get ready for bed and I’ll be up in a moment.”
I was lying naked in bed, but catching up on personal email on my phone when Beth joined me. Without a word, she eased the phone from my hand and set it on the nightstand. She pushed my thighs apart and began kissing all around my cock but touching it only with her hair and cheeks. The attention had my cock straining for attention.
“Looks like you want something,” she teased.
“You have a firm grasp of the obvious. I’ve been needing this for days. Did I tell you that I started to get wood when Dr. Cargill approved my thesis? Now shut up and suck.” I was only half joking. The promise of her mouth on my cock did make my cock twitch to life a bit when I was meeting with Dr. Cargill.
Beth licked slowly from the base of my cock to the sensitive underside of the tip. My cock throbbed in anticipation. Again she licked me like a dripping ice cream cone, this time locking her eyes on mine. Damn, I loved it.
She continued teasing me with her lips and tongue, but still had not begun sucking. A drop of pre-cum glistened from the tip and Beth said “Mmm” before kissing it. The pre-cum trailed between my cock and her lips in a shining rope for just a moment and then it broke.
She licked her lips and then the remnant from my shaft. Another drop appeared.
Holding my cock downward, she locked her gaze on my face while she wrapped her wet lips around my head. With agonizing deliberateness, Beth slid my cock into her mouth. I wanted to just shove it in quickly and reached for her head but she pushed my hand away and grunted her disapproval. “Mm-mmm” felt heavenly on my cock.
I laid my head back onto the pillow and let her coax the cum from me. In all fairness, it probably only took a few minutes since I had been several days without cumming. Her mouth made me forget all about work and school. She kept my cock really wet and used her hand to jerk it into her mouth, occasionally plunging into deep into her mouth. Her other hand was cupping and stroking my heavy balls which were soon also wet.
What sent me over the edge wasn’t her mouth as much as it was when she slipped a wet finger under my balls. We had enjoyed anal sex many times before but she had never done anything with my ass. So when I felt her digit press against my anus I was more shocked than anything else. I was so enthralled with what she was doing to my cock that I was defenseless to her probing. Her fingertip entered my ass with remarkable ease. There was only a moment of discomfort that quickly became pleasure when I felt it press against my prostate. I was amazed at how hard I came. It felt like my entire body was clenching when my orgasm hit me.
Beth kept sucking my cock and the pleasure was more than I could bear. “Stop, stop, stop!” I gasped. She let my softening cock fall from her mouth but kept her finger buried in my ass. My heart was pounding furiously in my chest and it was all I could do to catch my breath.
“Did you like that?” she asked.
I began to speak when she twisted her finger in my ass as she pulled out. “Fuck!” was all I could manage.
Beth came up to give me a quick kiss on my cheek as was her habit following a blowjob. I surprised the both of us by meeting her kiss and tasting my own cum. I had tried it a couple of times as a teenager but had not bothered trying again in the years since. The taste this time was oddly pleasant. Or was it just the illicit nature of tasting my own cum on my wife’s lips? Either way, we were caught in the moment and kissed deeply.
“What was that all about?” she asked with a sly smile. “I never would have guessed that you’d want that.”
“I don’t know what came over me. You touched a nerve.” Now that the moment had passed, I felt a need to downplay crossing this line and put the responsibility on her.
“Is that what you call it?”
“What can I say? No one ever touched my butt before. I guess we crossed a couple of lines tonight.”
I was prepared to go down on her in case she had changed her mind about reciprocating, but Beth mercifully turned off the light and gave me another kiss goodnight. I think I was asleep before she even got downstairs.
The next couple of weeks went the same way. I was soon looking for reasons to add milestones to the timeline in order to justify what we came to know as special rewards. The blowjob with a finger in my ass became a thing for us, but only for accomplishing each next step toward my degree. That’s probably how the rest of the course would have gone for me if I had not had to miss 12 days because of work.
The short story there was that I had to travel out of state to help with an unexpected key management shortage.
This absence was a more significant setback than I expected. Back home, I had to focus on catching up in my own job so much that I fell behind on my thesis. It got so bad that I had to schedule time with Dr. Cargill on a Sunday to plead for more time.
To my complete surprise, he agreed to the meeting. His only condition was that we discuss my status during the halftime show of his football game. I was not in a position to counter offer so I was there that Sunday afternoon. My only worry was that if his team was doing badly I was going to leave without getting him allow me extra time.
As luck would have it, I arrived during the first quarter. Great, I thought. Now I’ll have to socialize and sit through a football game when I could be using the time on more important things at home. I accepted his offer of a cold beer and settled into the sofa. I’ve never followed sports so I looked around the living room. Except for a couple of small framed portraits of him with his wife, there were no personal decorations. That’s when I remembered that he lived elsewhere but kept a furnished apartment for when he was teaching.
At the end of the first quarter he hopped up to use the bathroom and returned with a bottle of single malt scotch. I had had enough beer to know that I should decline but was more interested in getting special considerations so I joined him for a glass. The scotch went down easy and I was soon feeling its affects.
I excused myself to the bathroom and returned to find Dr. Cargill sitting naked on the couch. I was speechless. My eyes locked onto the soft cock lying in his lap. I couldn’t help noticing that his cock was longer and thicker than mine is before an erection.
He told me that if I wanted extra consideration, I was going to have to work for it. My mouth went dry at the thought. Sure, I had wondered what it would be like to have sex with a guy but never imagined that I would act on those fantasies.
He broke my trance with his sharp tone. “Or you can simply fail and all of your time will have been wasted.”
So I was trapped. I tried stalling by sipping more scotch to calm my nerves. Inside my chest I could feel my heart pounding. He patted the seat cushion next to him. I sat down but with as much space as I could muster between us.
“Don’t worry,” he said. “You’re not going to turn gay or anything. As long as you can keep a secret, so can I.” With that, he pulled my wrist and brought my hand to his still flaccid cock.
I let my fingers curl around the shaft. I still had a hard time believing what was happening. If felt as if I was outside myself just watching.
His cock began stirring to life in my hand. I avoided eye contact with him and bent closer. It felt so strange to hold a cock in my hand and know that it was another man’s. I stroked gently up and down, mimicking the action I use on myself. Dr. Cargill’s cock grew fully erect in my hand. It was every bit as thick as my own and easily two inches longer. While I was marveling at his cock in my hand, his hand on my head directed me to the task. I was going to have to suck his cock.
My mouth felt like cotton. I swallowed hard trying to salivate just a little. His cock was throbbing right in front of my face. It had a clean musky smell that I enjoyed. I licked it once slowly. The skin was soft and smooth. I licked again – this time near the underside of the head – and he rewarded me with a moan of pleasure. It was empowering. I did that. I made him moan and made him want more.
I worked up the nerve to put him in my mouth. I remember very distinctly thinking at that moment “cocksucker.” I had crossed another line and became a cocksucker. Nothing I ever did in life would change that.
I took him deeply into my mouth and nearly gagged when his head hit the back of my throat. I wanted more. I really got into sucking his cock. I had always enjoyed watching women in videos sucking cock. Now I could understand why so many of them obviously loved doing it. There’s something amazing about feeling a man’s cock throbbing against your tongue and controlling how much pleasure he gets.
I let my now very wet mouth drool all over his cock. I found myself worshipping his cock. I stroked his shaft up and down. I crammed it farther and farther into my mouth. I was determined to take it into my throat.
Dr. Cargill suddenly stiffened and I felt something new happening in my mouth. Call me dumb, but the new sensation confused me. It had never occurred to me that he would cum in my mouth. I just assumed he would give me some warning and finish some other way.
His cock struck the back of my throat, coating it in his juice. I gagged and coughed all over him. Not the fairy tale ending I guess I was expecting, but it was over. His load went all over his cock which was still spurting but with less energy and output. I could only hope that he would be satisfied with my effort.
After an awkwardly long silence, Dr. Cargill said, “Good job, but you’ll have to do better next time.”
My heart sank. I stood up to protest. “Next time?! I gave you what you wanted. That should be enough for you to grant me an extension.” I could still taste his cum.
“I think you enjoyed that.”
All I could say was “What the fuck?”
He pointed at my now obvious erection. “You not only enjoyed it, you want to do it again.”
I was trapped again. It was true. I had enjoyed sucking my first cock, but I didn’t want to be used. If I was going to be a cocksucker, I meant to suck cock on my own terms.
“You’re in a unique position,” he said. “You can take care of me doing something you like, and I can help you with your education. It’s really up to you.”
I wanted to protest. I really did. But the way my cock throbbed when he felt it through my trousers took the fight out of me. I let him open my pants. My six inches sprang out eager for attention. I offered no protest when he took me into his mouth. In almost no time, I was on the edge of cumming, but he stopped short. I opened my eyes to see what was wrong.
Dr. Cargill stood up and pulled me by the cock. “There’s one more thing I need you to do.”
I was so desperate to cum that I followed him to his bedroom wondering what to expect.
He helped me out of my shirt leaving me completely nude. “Lie back down and let me suck you some more,” he said.
He resumed sucking my cock with a skill that easily rivaled Beth’s. Each time I felt myself close to cumming, he slowed down or did something different. At one point, he began licking my balls. He pushed up on my thighs and I willingly lifted my legs. I was beyond caring what society might say. His tongue traced its way up and back down my shaft and across my balls to my ass. I was aware of holding my legs higher to allow him more space to lick my ass. The contrast between his soft wet tongue and the stubble of whiskers blew my mind. I offered no resistance at all when he rolled me onto my belly.
Dr. Cargill paused to roll me over, leaving me on my hands and knees. I felt him push my ass cheeks apart and lick me up one side and down the other. I couldn’t help lifting my ass to meet his touch. My cock was screaming for relief and the friction against the sheet was almost enough for me. A new pressure on my asshole felt even more amazing. In addition to licking me, he was now teasing my ass with a finger. I knew this was something that would feel good and did my best to get him to finger me.
I pulled my ass cheeks apart, inviting him to have his way with me. He obliged with one wet finger. At some point in this process, I had brought my knees under my hips. He used his free hand to pull my cock back to his mouth while he fingered my ass. I was begging him now, “More, please, more.” A second finger probed my ass and I was nearly sobbing. I could not quite reach the point of cumming because each time I did, he switched tactics.
“Are you ready to earn an extra 3 weeks?” he asked.
“Fuck! Yes! Please just let me cum!”
“Stay right where you are, and don’t touch yourself.”
I remained as rigid as a statue while he fiddled in a drawer. I heard the condom wrapper tearing and looked to see him rolling the latex down his beautiful cock. I knew what was about to happen and I instantly wanted it more than anything.
He took position behind me and worked the lube into my hungry ass. I don’t know how many fingers he used but the pressure on my prostate was heavenly.
I had a moment of anxiety when I felt the head of his sheathed cock at my anus. Fingers are one thing but a rock hard cock is another. I had no time to contemplate the meaning of letting my professor fuck my ass because he soon had the head inside. My ass burned in a strange mix of pain and pleasure that was reminiscent of the first time Beth fingered me. Sweat clung to my face as I determined to take his cock. He slowly and deliberately inched his way in, pausing frequently to let me catch my breath and grow accustomed to this new sensation.
“Fuck my ass!” The words sounded strange until I recognized that it was me speaking. “Come on. Fuck me harder!”
I found myself pushing back to meet his thrusts. My hard-on felt strange swinging back and forth. I looked at it, mesmerized by the pendulous motion. A rope of pre-cum dripped from it
My ass felt wonderfully full with his every deep thrust. I wanted to beat my cock but was unable to unclench my fists from the sheets. All I could do was to listen to the sounds of him fucking my ass and to the sound of my voice urging him on.
“Get on your back,” he demanded. I obeyed instantly. He pulled me to the edge of the bed where he stood and had me put my legs against his chest while he entered me. His hard cock massaged my prostate perfectly. Again I was grasping at the linens. Dr. Cargill’s face was dripping sweat as he pounded my ass. I could hold back no more and shot a huge load of pent-up cum. Some of it hit my face and I eagerly opened my mouth for more. This pushed him over the edge and I felt him plunge one more time into my ass with a tremendous shout of satisfaction.
For the second time that afternoon, I had tasted a man’s cum. For the second time that afternoon, I had caused another man to cum. I was covered in sweat and cum, and Dr. Cargill’s cock was still deep in my ass. I avoided eye contact with him as it softened and popped loose from my ass.
I felt strangely empty while he disposed of the spent condom. I laid there letting my racing mind catch up with everything I’d done that afternoon. I resolved then and there that I would experience this again. I took a quick shower and finished dressing myself in Dr. Cargill’s living room where he sat watching the game as if nothing unusual at all had happened. He told me I had earned an extra three weeks and that if I wanted to earn any more favors I should make another appointment.
What do you think I should do?
She laid out a timeline with different milestones on it. For each one that I achieved, she promised a no-strings-attached blowjob. The only condition was that I had to claim it within 24 hours of earning said blowjob. That complicated things a bit since I had so little free time.
When I came home from class and announced to her that Dr. Cargill had approved my thesis, l was sort of anxious about my reward.
Would Beth actually suck my cock without any reciprocation? I was desperate for some sleep but even more desperate for some relief.
What can I say? My cock didn’t stop needing attention just because I was too busy to take care of him…
“That’s fantastic,” she said. “Now I can reward you.”
“I really don’t want to make this a late night. Are you sure you’re okay with letting me go to sleep after I cum?”
“It’s the least I can do. Go get ready for bed and I’ll be up in a moment.”
I was lying naked in bed, but catching up on personal email on my phone when Beth joined me. Without a word, she eased the phone from my hand and set it on the nightstand. She pushed my thighs apart and began kissing all around my cock but touching it only with her hair and cheeks. The attention had my cock straining for attention.
“Looks like you want something,” she teased.
“You have a firm grasp of the obvious. I’ve been needing this for days. Did I tell you that I started to get wood when Dr. Cargill approved my thesis? Now shut up and suck.” I was only half joking. The promise of her mouth on my cock did make my cock twitch to life a bit when I was meeting with Dr. Cargill.
Beth licked slowly from the base of my cock to the sensitive underside of the tip. My cock throbbed in anticipation. Again she licked me like a dripping ice cream cone, this time locking her eyes on mine. Damn, I loved it.
She continued teasing me with her lips and tongue, but still had not begun sucking. A drop of pre-cum glistened from the tip and Beth said “Mmm” before kissing it. The pre-cum trailed between my cock and her lips in a shining rope for just a moment and then it broke.
She licked her lips and then the remnant from my shaft. Another drop appeared.
Holding my cock downward, she locked her gaze on my face while she wrapped her wet lips around my head. With agonizing deliberateness, Beth slid my cock into her mouth. I wanted to just shove it in quickly and reached for her head but she pushed my hand away and grunted her disapproval. “Mm-mmm” felt heavenly on my cock.
I laid my head back onto the pillow and let her coax the cum from me. In all fairness, it probably only took a few minutes since I had been several days without cumming. Her mouth made me forget all about work and school. She kept my cock really wet and used her hand to jerk it into her mouth, occasionally plunging into deep into her mouth. Her other hand was cupping and stroking my heavy balls which were soon also wet.
What sent me over the edge wasn’t her mouth as much as it was when she slipped a wet finger under my balls. We had enjoyed anal sex many times before but she had never done anything with my ass. So when I felt her digit press against my anus I was more shocked than anything else. I was so enthralled with what she was doing to my cock that I was defenseless to her probing. Her fingertip entered my ass with remarkable ease. There was only a moment of discomfort that quickly became pleasure when I felt it press against my prostate. I was amazed at how hard I came. It felt like my entire body was clenching when my orgasm hit me.
Beth kept sucking my cock and the pleasure was more than I could bear. “Stop, stop, stop!” I gasped. She let my softening cock fall from her mouth but kept her finger buried in my ass. My heart was pounding furiously in my chest and it was all I could do to catch my breath.
“Did you like that?” she asked.
I began to speak when she twisted her finger in my ass as she pulled out. “Fuck!” was all I could manage.
Beth came up to give me a quick kiss on my cheek as was her habit following a blowjob. I surprised the both of us by meeting her kiss and tasting my own cum. I had tried it a couple of times as a teenager but had not bothered trying again in the years since. The taste this time was oddly pleasant. Or was it just the illicit nature of tasting my own cum on my wife’s lips? Either way, we were caught in the moment and kissed deeply.
“What was that all about?” she asked with a sly smile. “I never would have guessed that you’d want that.”
“I don’t know what came over me. You touched a nerve.” Now that the moment had passed, I felt a need to downplay crossing this line and put the responsibility on her.
“Is that what you call it?”
“What can I say? No one ever touched my butt before. I guess we crossed a couple of lines tonight.”
I was prepared to go down on her in case she had changed her mind about reciprocating, but Beth mercifully turned off the light and gave me another kiss goodnight. I think I was asleep before she even got downstairs.
The next couple of weeks went the same way. I was soon looking for reasons to add milestones to the timeline in order to justify what we came to know as special rewards. The blowjob with a finger in my ass became a thing for us, but only for accomplishing each next step toward my degree. That’s probably how the rest of the course would have gone for me if I had not had to miss 12 days because of work.
The short story there was that I had to travel out of state to help with an unexpected key management shortage.
This absence was a more significant setback than I expected. Back home, I had to focus on catching up in my own job so much that I fell behind on my thesis. It got so bad that I had to schedule time with Dr. Cargill on a Sunday to plead for more time.
To my complete surprise, he agreed to the meeting. His only condition was that we discuss my status during the halftime show of his football game. I was not in a position to counter offer so I was there that Sunday afternoon. My only worry was that if his team was doing badly I was going to leave without getting him allow me extra time.
As luck would have it, I arrived during the first quarter. Great, I thought. Now I’ll have to socialize and sit through a football game when I could be using the time on more important things at home. I accepted his offer of a cold beer and settled into the sofa. I’ve never followed sports so I looked around the living room. Except for a couple of small framed portraits of him with his wife, there were no personal decorations. That’s when I remembered that he lived elsewhere but kept a furnished apartment for when he was teaching.
At the end of the first quarter he hopped up to use the bathroom and returned with a bottle of single malt scotch. I had had enough beer to know that I should decline but was more interested in getting special considerations so I joined him for a glass. The scotch went down easy and I was soon feeling its affects.
I excused myself to the bathroom and returned to find Dr. Cargill sitting naked on the couch. I was speechless. My eyes locked onto the soft cock lying in his lap. I couldn’t help noticing that his cock was longer and thicker than mine is before an erection.
He told me that if I wanted extra consideration, I was going to have to work for it. My mouth went dry at the thought. Sure, I had wondered what it would be like to have sex with a guy but never imagined that I would act on those fantasies.
He broke my trance with his sharp tone. “Or you can simply fail and all of your time will have been wasted.”
So I was trapped. I tried stalling by sipping more scotch to calm my nerves. Inside my chest I could feel my heart pounding. He patted the seat cushion next to him. I sat down but with as much space as I could muster between us.
“Don’t worry,” he said. “You’re not going to turn gay or anything. As long as you can keep a secret, so can I.” With that, he pulled my wrist and brought my hand to his still flaccid cock.
I let my fingers curl around the shaft. I still had a hard time believing what was happening. If felt as if I was outside myself just watching.
His cock began stirring to life in my hand. I avoided eye contact with him and bent closer. It felt so strange to hold a cock in my hand and know that it was another man’s. I stroked gently up and down, mimicking the action I use on myself. Dr. Cargill’s cock grew fully erect in my hand. It was every bit as thick as my own and easily two inches longer. While I was marveling at his cock in my hand, his hand on my head directed me to the task. I was going to have to suck his cock.
My mouth felt like cotton. I swallowed hard trying to salivate just a little. His cock was throbbing right in front of my face. It had a clean musky smell that I enjoyed. I licked it once slowly. The skin was soft and smooth. I licked again – this time near the underside of the head – and he rewarded me with a moan of pleasure. It was empowering. I did that. I made him moan and made him want more.
I worked up the nerve to put him in my mouth. I remember very distinctly thinking at that moment “cocksucker.” I had crossed another line and became a cocksucker. Nothing I ever did in life would change that.
I took him deeply into my mouth and nearly gagged when his head hit the back of my throat. I wanted more. I really got into sucking his cock. I had always enjoyed watching women in videos sucking cock. Now I could understand why so many of them obviously loved doing it. There’s something amazing about feeling a man’s cock throbbing against your tongue and controlling how much pleasure he gets.
I let my now very wet mouth drool all over his cock. I found myself worshipping his cock. I stroked his shaft up and down. I crammed it farther and farther into my mouth. I was determined to take it into my throat.
Dr. Cargill suddenly stiffened and I felt something new happening in my mouth. Call me dumb, but the new sensation confused me. It had never occurred to me that he would cum in my mouth. I just assumed he would give me some warning and finish some other way.
His cock struck the back of my throat, coating it in his juice. I gagged and coughed all over him. Not the fairy tale ending I guess I was expecting, but it was over. His load went all over his cock which was still spurting but with less energy and output. I could only hope that he would be satisfied with my effort.
After an awkwardly long silence, Dr. Cargill said, “Good job, but you’ll have to do better next time.”
My heart sank. I stood up to protest. “Next time?! I gave you what you wanted. That should be enough for you to grant me an extension.” I could still taste his cum.
“I think you enjoyed that.”
All I could say was “What the fuck?”
He pointed at my now obvious erection. “You not only enjoyed it, you want to do it again.”
I was trapped again. It was true. I had enjoyed sucking my first cock, but I didn’t want to be used. If I was going to be a cocksucker, I meant to suck cock on my own terms.
“You’re in a unique position,” he said. “You can take care of me doing something you like, and I can help you with your education. It’s really up to you.”
I wanted to protest. I really did. But the way my cock throbbed when he felt it through my trousers took the fight out of me. I let him open my pants. My six inches sprang out eager for attention. I offered no protest when he took me into his mouth. In almost no time, I was on the edge of cumming, but he stopped short. I opened my eyes to see what was wrong.
Dr. Cargill stood up and pulled me by the cock. “There’s one more thing I need you to do.”
I was so desperate to cum that I followed him to his bedroom wondering what to expect.
He helped me out of my shirt leaving me completely nude. “Lie back down and let me suck you some more,” he said.
He resumed sucking my cock with a skill that easily rivaled Beth’s. Each time I felt myself close to cumming, he slowed down or did something different. At one point, he began licking my balls. He pushed up on my thighs and I willingly lifted my legs. I was beyond caring what society might say. His tongue traced its way up and back down my shaft and across my balls to my ass. I was aware of holding my legs higher to allow him more space to lick my ass. The contrast between his soft wet tongue and the stubble of whiskers blew my mind. I offered no resistance at all when he rolled me onto my belly.
Dr. Cargill paused to roll me over, leaving me on my hands and knees. I felt him push my ass cheeks apart and lick me up one side and down the other. I couldn’t help lifting my ass to meet his touch. My cock was screaming for relief and the friction against the sheet was almost enough for me. A new pressure on my asshole felt even more amazing. In addition to licking me, he was now teasing my ass with a finger. I knew this was something that would feel good and did my best to get him to finger me.
I pulled my ass cheeks apart, inviting him to have his way with me. He obliged with one wet finger. At some point in this process, I had brought my knees under my hips. He used his free hand to pull my cock back to his mouth while he fingered my ass. I was begging him now, “More, please, more.” A second finger probed my ass and I was nearly sobbing. I could not quite reach the point of cumming because each time I did, he switched tactics.
“Are you ready to earn an extra 3 weeks?” he asked.
“Fuck! Yes! Please just let me cum!”
“Stay right where you are, and don’t touch yourself.”
I remained as rigid as a statue while he fiddled in a drawer. I heard the condom wrapper tearing and looked to see him rolling the latex down his beautiful cock. I knew what was about to happen and I instantly wanted it more than anything.
He took position behind me and worked the lube into my hungry ass. I don’t know how many fingers he used but the pressure on my prostate was heavenly.
I had a moment of anxiety when I felt the head of his sheathed cock at my anus. Fingers are one thing but a rock hard cock is another. I had no time to contemplate the meaning of letting my professor fuck my ass because he soon had the head inside. My ass burned in a strange mix of pain and pleasure that was reminiscent of the first time Beth fingered me. Sweat clung to my face as I determined to take his cock. He slowly and deliberately inched his way in, pausing frequently to let me catch my breath and grow accustomed to this new sensation.
“Fuck my ass!” The words sounded strange until I recognized that it was me speaking. “Come on. Fuck me harder!”
I found myself pushing back to meet his thrusts. My hard-on felt strange swinging back and forth. I looked at it, mesmerized by the pendulous motion. A rope of pre-cum dripped from it
My ass felt wonderfully full with his every deep thrust. I wanted to beat my cock but was unable to unclench my fists from the sheets. All I could do was to listen to the sounds of him fucking my ass and to the sound of my voice urging him on.
“Get on your back,” he demanded. I obeyed instantly. He pulled me to the edge of the bed where he stood and had me put my legs against his chest while he entered me. His hard cock massaged my prostate perfectly. Again I was grasping at the linens. Dr. Cargill’s face was dripping sweat as he pounded my ass. I could hold back no more and shot a huge load of pent-up cum. Some of it hit my face and I eagerly opened my mouth for more. This pushed him over the edge and I felt him plunge one more time into my ass with a tremendous shout of satisfaction.
For the second time that afternoon, I had tasted a man’s cum. For the second time that afternoon, I had caused another man to cum. I was covered in sweat and cum, and Dr. Cargill’s cock was still deep in my ass. I avoided eye contact with him as it softened and popped loose from my ass.
I felt strangely empty while he disposed of the spent condom. I laid there letting my racing mind catch up with everything I’d done that afternoon. I resolved then and there that I would experience this again. I took a quick shower and finished dressing myself in Dr. Cargill’s living room where he sat watching the game as if nothing unusual at all had happened. He told me I had earned an extra three weeks and that if I wanted to earn any more favors I should make another appointment.
What do you think I should do?
Wynona
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