Professor Thornton Part 2
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I've never quite understood the "going through the motions" people in a gym. I mean if you are going to take the time to go to a gym, then you might as well workout. I was watching someone whose workout was so scripted there wasn't the slightest bit of exertion. Whereas I was working hard on the stepper, my quadriceps were complaining bitterly and Talking Heads ‘Burning Down the House’ wafted through my headset,
‘All wet hey you might need a raincoat
Shape down Dreams walking in broad daylight
Three hundred sixty five degrees
Burning down the house’
The college fitness centre was relatively empty at 3:30 in the afternoon. There were a few members of staff and a smattering of students.
I opened my eyes and spotted Professor Thornton straight away.
He hadn’t seen me yet and I watched him with growing interest as he grabbed two 100-pound dumbbells and made his way over to the incline bench. Resting the weights on his quads he took a deep breath and used his legs to hoist the weight upwards as he leaned back into the bench. By the seventh rep I could see he was feeling the burn, he slowly lowered the weight, inhaling on the way down. Just as the dumbbells reached his chest he exhaled forcefully and exploded upwards, he kept his arms extended for a few seconds, gulping in air, obviously psyching himself out for one last rep.
Finally, he lowered the weight again, and once again exhaled with a groan and pushed upwards, muscles wavered, arms shaking. He finished the 9th rep and after controlling the weight down to his chest, let them drop with a loud "thump" onto the padded mats. He was the only one in the free-weight area, and most of the other people were glancing over at the sounds of his workout. I tell you I was very impressed, that man is closer to 40 rather than 30, but he still can push iron with the big boys.
I couldn’t stop myself from looking at his muscular, sweat covered body, his arms were pumped, filling the sleeves of his T-shirt, then taking a long gulp from my water bottle, I glanced up and found myself staring straight into his amused eyes. I quickly averted my gaze, just as he did the same.
Since our encounter in his office the other morning, I had made a point of avoiding him. As far as I was concerned, if he wanted me, then it was his turn now to do some of the running.
My phone was ringing as I let myself back into my apartment and I guessed even before I lifted the receiver that it would be him.
"Hi Susi this is Professor Thornton, I was wondering if you could do with some one-on-one help with studying for your final exam?”
"Well" I stuttered, trying to sound casual, but all I could think was, Fuck! Yes! Let’s meet! "When did you have in mind?"
"Well, how about now?"
"Now? Yes that would be great"
"Oh good, shall I come over to your apartment?" he asked
I don’t think that either of us had any illusions about exactly why he was coming to my apartment, but he still looked dazed when, fifteen minutes later I opened the door, and he saw that I was wearing the skimpiest of shorts, showing off my smooth, tanned legs. My top was barely that, a tiny T-shirt cut off so that it bared my stomach and just barely covered my breasts, which were obviously not restrained by a bra.
"Thanks so much Professor Thornton" I said with a big smile, “I can really do with some help”
Leading him through my apartment, I had my textbook open on the breakfast bar overlooking the kitchen, my breasts bouncing all the way; my nipples were already starting to stick through the thin shirt. Settling onto the stool next to mine we pretended to actually study for a while.
Finally, I went and stood close to him facing the counter
"Professor Thornton, what can I do to pass this final, I will never learn all this in time?"
By now I had wriggled into position so that I stood between the Professor and the counter, my back to him. I felt him reaching around me and his hands slide over my , pulling them gently through my shirt. Standing up he started to grind his hard cock into my ass. I moaned and turned my head back towards his face. Our mouths met wide-open, tongues eagerly exploring.
I was pushing back into him, just as desperate for contact as he was. Grabbing me by the waist he lifted me onto the counter, turning me so I was facing him. As we kissed he reached up and ripped my tiny shorts down. I had nothing on underneath and my freshly shaven pussy glistened with wetness in front of him. I gasped and leaned back on my elbows, intuitively spreading my legs.
Slowly he began to kiss and lick up the inside of my thighs, I was squealing from the light kisses and nibbles that tickled me. My clit was already hard and just begging for attention. He teased me for a while, nibbling my thighs and lower stomach, until neither he nor I could take anymore.
As his tongue slid along my pussy lips I moaned, throwing my head back, spreading my legs wider. Using just the tip at first he slid his tongue along the entire length of my pussy, up to my clit, which he deftly circled with his tongue.
I began to squirm and push forward. Using more of his tongue he began to lick me, spreading my inner lips wide open. Grabbing his head with my hands I lay all the way back and cried out,
"Oooohhhh, eat me, lick me"
Lapping me up and down he drove me wild and I continued to scream, and grind, crushing his head into me. Just when I thought I couldn't get any louder or more enthusiastic he slid his tongue deep into me and I went crazy.
"Oh fuck yes, oh my god, your tongue is fucking me, your tongue is fucking me,” I screamed over and over until my entire body started to tremble.
Wave after wave flooded over my body. I was shaking and trembling so hard that I think I practically broke his neck thrusting his face against my erupting pussy.
Finally, I began to come back to earth. My eyes came back into focus and I loosened the choke-hold-of-death that I had on the back of his head. Giving him a long, deep kiss I yanked down his gym shorts and underwear and dropped to my knees.
Looking up into his eyes, I slowly licked my lips with a smile, before swallowing his cock whole. I purred and moaned as I gave him the sexiest, wettest, sloppiest blowjob I knew how. I soaked his cock in my saliva, licking up and down, literally drooling all over him until it was running down his balls and thighs. Sliding my hand up along with my mouth I bobbed up and down over his delicious cock with a hunger that only comes from pure lust. I knew he wasn't going to last much longer, but this time he needed more than just my mouth.
Reaching down he pulled me to my feet. Kissing me deeply he turned me so I was leaning against the counter. His cock brushed against my pussy, which to my amazement was soaking wet yet again. When I felt his cock touch my pussy lips I moaned and arched my back, bending over further to give him easier access.
"Is this what you want?" he teased as he rubbed the head of his cock over my wetness. By now my blood was boiling for my sexy Professor.
"Yes" I immediately responded, pushing back, trying to impale myself on him.
"Yes what?" he demanded
"Yes Professor Thornton" I cried in anguish "Yes I want your cock, I want your cock in me, deep in me"
"Deep in where?" he yelled as he rubbed my clit with the head of his cock, driving him and me crazy.
"In my pussy, in my wet pussy" I screamed as I shoved myself back "Push it deep in my pussy, fill me, fill me with your stiff cock…ooooohhhhhhh" I howled as he slid into me.
I was tight from my previous orgasm and we both stopped for a second as he buried himself in me, allowing my pussy to stretch around him. Neither of us could wait for long though, and soon he was sliding in and out of my tight, . I literally screamed in ecstasy and started to cum again, or perhaps this was just the continuation of the earlier orgasm. I didn't know and didn't care.
My pussy tightened and contracted around his shaft, squeezing the head tight while simultaneously flooding it with moisture. I swear I could feel my body temperature rise. Reaching up and grabbing my breasts he thrust in and out of me as fast as he could. I collapsed against the counter, screaming, crying, and yelling for more all at the same time.
He lasted for about another minute of pure frantic, animalistic fucking before he too went over the edge. His legs actually buckled when he finally began to shoot his hot cum deep into me. Squeezing my breasts he shot so much cum that it immediately began to leak out of me. His orgasm sent me over the edge for the third time, and we leaned against the counter, him buried deep in me, filling me, as I continued to cum over and over again.
Finally we sunk to the floor and lay there, kissing and fondling, until eventually he managed to get up and pull himself together as best he could.
Leaning down to kiss me, he said,
“I think you will do very well in your final exam baby.”
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Introduction: Allie finds an admirer Allie wiped the table and set the condiments back in place. She went to check on her other customers. She was happy to finally have a job that she enjoyed. It didnt pay too well, but the tips were excellent. She had learned quickly how to flirt with the male patrons enough to encourage them to leave big tips. The guys seemed to like her, but who wouldnt. She was an athlete so her body was lean and tight. The black button up blouse hugged her 34B breast...
[ Update: Free Use World !! The main storyline will continue. Please enjoy using Catwoman's lesbian anal fetish mind control Gotham City. ] Prologue: Batgirl struggled with the nylon ropes binding her in place. They dug deep into her costume across her nips and down the crack of her pert ass. There was little else she could do. The thin ropes bound her thighs and ankles together in kneeling position. Her arms were firmly tied behind her back and those ropes were tied to the ones around her...
Mind Control“Oh my head.” Robin whispered as he stirred awake. It took a few moments for him to fully regain consciousness. His last memory was of chasing someone across the Gotham rooftops, now he was in someone’s apartment. “I’ve been captured!” He screamed in his mind as he suddenly realized he was under restraints. Taking a deep breath, he willed himself to think calmly, just as Batman as taught him. Take stock of the situation, then form a plan of action. The room was in semi-darkness, illuminated...
We went to the bedroom and the bed was ready with pillows for the fireworks, what our ANR love would bring to us. I was no longer an ANR virgin so I was confident. Olga said, "If you want I could give you oral sex first, because my breast isn't yet full of milk and you'll be able to build up your own fluid." I told her, "I like that idea." "I gave you pineapple for lunch so your sperm will be very tasty for me. It's like what happens to my breast milk when I eat chili." My cock...
Drew’s was a local sports bar in a small college town. It was nothing fancy, just a few tables, a long bar and several TVs playing football, races, and any other sports of interest. It was a hang out for most of the college men, students and professors. It was also next door to a gym. So after work outs, customers would come into Drew’s and replenish their bodies with fluids. The menu at the bar was typical of any sports bar; burgers, wings, and sandwiches of many shapes and sizes. Since...
Once in his chambers, Judge Rule turned and said, “Roycealee, Peter, Joe Bob, anybody want a drink? Sweet tea? Jack and branch water? Some of Pappy Smith’s ‘shine? No? Well, we’ve got big problems. This smells bad enough to gag a maggot! Y’all get that feelin’ too, don’t you?” Roycealee frowned and told him, “I’ve had a bad feeling for quite a while, but I never could get it to jell. Y’all both think we have a white slavery ring operating - at least sex trafficking, don’t...
CONFESSIONS OF A CAT WOMAN By Natalie Wilde Someone once said that the life changing events will not come when you expect them but rather will sideswipe you on a Friday at 3 in the afternoon. Well for me that was true, except it was Thursday. And what seemed like a normal October afternoon would soon have major implications. I am writing this, as way to try and make sense of the things that have happened to me and how my life...
It all started with a simple Scotch and water on the rocks in a moment of careless relaxation. The big man with the black-framed glasses was unsure about it but the look in the cabin hostess eyes looked at him as if expecting him to order "Ginger Ale" or some such candy-ass drink and he wanted desperately to disappoint her for his own satisfaction. James "Jimmy" Thornton hadn't had a Scotch and water since the old days back in Southeast Asia and the Scotch was mostly the Japanese shit and...