Biology 101

[Ragingbull]

OOC: This is a closed thread between me and mya, at least for now. Others will be invited to join later when we get bored fucking just each other. Well, not bored, but derirous of variety!Anyway, I’m playing Mike Peterson, a Professor of Biology at a well known University in Fornica, Michigan. A Harvard man, I’m 34 and married to the ice princess, a society woman who thinks sex is a dirty and disgusting necessity of marriage. I am very demanding of my students, many whom wish to become doctors, and don’t give any slack in the grades I dole out. Looks wise I am 5’10”, 180#, light brown hair, blue eyes, physically fit and quite handsome. Mya will have to describe herself, but I know she’s a student needing a good grade.

IC: I sat at the front row of the “Beauty Parlor”, a local strip club on the other side of town. I wore a disguise of sorts… dark rimmed glasses, hair combed down my forehead. Dawn Cummings was about to strip off her skimpy bra and give the audience a peek at her gorgeous tits. She shook them right in front of my face as I stuffed a five into her G-string. Her boobs popped out, almost hitting me. The hard nipples danced only inches from my lips before she pulled away. She finally peeled off her G-string revealing her beautiful shaved pussy mound. I left after her act shaking my head. What was a Harvard educated man doing in a place like this. Tits and pussy, that’s what. Katherine, my wife, didn’t really enjoy sharing either unless I begged, and then it lasted all of five minutes after which she ran to the bathroom to wash herself. Not that I was getting any at the Beauty Parlor, but it gave me something real to think about when I masturbated. I preferred flesh and blood to the images over the internet. The hot looking babes at school were beginning to drive me crazy, but I knew that was trouble….. I pulled into the driveway, kissed Katherine on the cheek and went into my study to prepare the next day’s lesson plan. With 60 students in my lecture class, I always made sure I was better prepared than they were. It was only the second class of the new semester. Tomorrow I would show them a little humiliation.

 

[mya]

Sandy Leighton

Sandy Leighton—
-23 years old, 5’4", 120 lbs, C cups, long blonde hair of varying shades of blonde, blue eyes
-needs to pull off an almost perfect GPA (need an A in Biology even though it is my worst subject) in order finish up my degree at the end of the semester and to qualify for internship at a law office starting in the summer
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IC-
I was lamenting the fact that it looked like I might need to drop the Bio class and re-take it in Spring Session and kiss the internship goodbye for this year when I came across an ad for work at the "Beauty Parlor" in the classified section on the Fornica U campus paper. I’d recently lost my job, and what I needed most now was a job that paid well for the least amount of hours, so the ad for strippers had caught my eye. A quick phone call and I had an interview set for that evening.

I had dressed with care, wearing a red mini skirt that hugged my slim hips to perfection. The skirt was rather short, and my sheer thigh high stockings just managed to skim beneath them. On top I wore my white tank top, tucked into my skirt, sans bra. My long hair up, held by a few pins with a few tendrils framing my face. I knew I looked hot as I arrived 15 minutes early at the "Beauty Parlor" for my interview. I fought my way against the departing crowd of tipsy men leaving the late show. My eyes widened as I spotted Prof. Pederson in the crowd. He either did not see me, or he did not recognize me from class dressed up as I was. Hmmm, interesting. I would not have thought a man like him would frequent places like this. I tucked the information away without acknowledging him and continued to my job interview. I easily got the job and was to report for my first "shift" on Friday night.

By the time I got home and crawled into bed it was almost 2 a.m. and I overslept for class the next morning. I quickly threw on my short skimpy t-shirt (skipping the bra again) and cut-offs, and the ran all the way to Biology class but I still arrived 15 minutes late. Slipping into the class quietly, I sat in the back row, hoping Peterson would not notice my late entrance. My face was flushed and warm from the jog as I caught my breath and opened my books. The professor lifted his head and looked right at me and said, "Miss Leighton…nice of you to make it!"

"I slept in Sir…," I started to explain but he cut me off.

"I am so sorry to impose on your beauty sleep Dear!" A number of other students chuckled softly as he proceeded to publicly admonishment my tardiness. "Perhaps you could move up here to the front row Miss Leighton," his suggestion was really an order as he tapped the desk in front of him. In an attempt to shift his attention off of my lateness I packed up my books and complied.

He bent forward leaning on my desk with his hands, his eyes running up and down my body before finally holding my gaze with his, "I am glad to have you right here Miss Leighton, where you can not miss a word am about to say." He sent an evil grin my way before straightening and starting to lecture his whole class on their general bad habits, late arrival being only one of them. He was a handsome man, and even though his eyes did not stay on my body long, I felt them on my breasts and my nipples hardened beneath my shirt. I found my own eyes watching his beautiful lips, imagining them on mine, and on my hardened nipple. I gave my head a shake to bring me back to the reality, crossed my bare legs easily visible beneath the desk, and listened to Mike Pederson drone on with his lecture.

 

[Ragingbull]

Professor Pederson

“Biology is our future, the technology of the 21st Century. But it is a demanding technology. My job is to help you become mere infants in understanding the mysteries of life. I will challenge you mentally, make you work harder than you have ever worked. Some of you will fail. Some of you will scrape by. And a few of you will go on to change the world.”… I was in the middle of my “scare them, challenge them” speech when the door flew open. In walked an absolutely stunning blonde who obviously wasn’t wearing a bra. I paused as I stared, then quickly regained my composure. I gave her the standard late lecture, making an example out of her, then made sure she was in the front row so I could enjoy looking at her goodies up close. I leaned over her desk and got a good look at her gorgeous tits while I finished lecturing her. As I stepped back I couldn’t help but notice her shapely legs crossed under her desk. I knew I shouldn’t allow such a distraction to my teaching, but god was she sexy. I humiliated Miss Leighton a few more times by asking her very difficult questions from the homework assignment. She clearly wasn’t prepared. I told her to prepare a special report on the role of amino acids for the next class… It was Friday. I made an excuse to be out late and went by the Beauty Parlor to get my eyeful of tits and pussy. I was still thinking of Miss Leighton, Sandy, I believe was her name, when the first act started.

 

[mya]

Sandy Leighton - First Time On Stage

I hurried to work and got there plenty early. It was good that my day was finishing better than it had started. Before I knew it, Betsy one of the seasoned strippers had me in the change room and I was ensconced in a tiny sailor uniform with rip away shorts, a navy blue G string with an anchor decorating my crotch, pasties, a navy bra, a very brief and low cut sailor’s jacket and a sailor’s hat. Betsy was dressed in a matching outfit. As we stood behind the stage on our 4 inch stilettos with our heads bowed, the music started. As "In The Navy" played it’s opening chords, the curtain went up and the spot lights were on.

We tugged our hats off and tossed them to the crowd as we danced to the front of the stage. The lights were warm, and I slowly opened the buttons of my jacket, giving the men the sight of more flesh slowly. They cried out for more. I flashed a smile and slowly slipped the jacket off, tossing it behind me. I turned around and wiggled my ass to the crowd as I bent at the waist my hair flowing to the floor. I was enjoying myself…the guys were eating it up. I ripped away the shorts from that position and the sight of my round ass cheeks were greeted with loud cheers and wolf whistles. I turned and danced toward the edge of the stage as I undid my bra and dropped it. I began to gyrate my body, letting the pasties twirl on my nipples. I reached edge of the stage, the men began to stick bills in my G string. "Lose the pasties," someone yelled from two rows behind. I grinned and tugged off only one and tossed it to the man who’d yelled. He whooped and hollared with excitement. One pastie still hung in place as I leaned over to shimmy my tits in front of one of the customers in the front row, and as my face left the glare of the spotlight I was staring down at the top of Mark Pederson’s head. He in turn was staring at my tits. My dusty pink nipples were rock hard points.

Shit, did he know it was me? I plucked the remaining pastie off and dropped it in his lap, and he rewarded me with a $20 bill in my G string. I danced away quickly after that. Maybe he didn’t realize it was me. Suddenly I couldn’t wait to be finished my shift and at home writing about amino acids.

 

[Ragingbull]

Professor Pederson

I sat there watching the two girls strip out of their Navy outfits. God they were hot. Tight asses, nice tits and good looking. One of them was new. She looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn't quite place her. When she began twirling her tits in my face I became dizzy. I wanted to lean forward and suck her juicy nipple into my mouth. Then she dropped the tassel. I had a hard-on that was about to burst through my trousers. I pulled out a twenty, looking up into her eyes. Could it be? I glanced one more time and then I was sure. Miss Valentino. God I hoped she didn't recognze me. Jesus, if this got around campus I was a dead man... The next day in class she sat in the front row again looking sexier than ever. I tried to pretend I didn't notice but occasionally I couldn't help but let my eyes take in her shapely legs and large tits. I could almost imagine them naked just like they were at the Club. My cock began to stir. I just hoped it wasn't visible... That afternoon I went to my office to finished grading papers when I heard a knock on the door. For some reason I had taken the tassel into the office so my wife wouldn't find it at home. It was laying on the desk.

 

[mya]

Sandy Leighton

I dressed in a short skirt and a cropped T with a big leather studded belt riding low on my hips. My belly button ring gleamed in the sunshine as I hurried to class, arriving in plenty of time. However, I took the front seat anyway. Something about Mike Pederson had attracted me the first day of class and since seeing him ogling my tits last night at the club I couldn’t help myself. I had to see if I’d imagined the attraction or not. From the short distance separating us, combined with the fact my eyes kept travelling to his crotch, I was certain I’d seen his cock stirring as he lectured about the human body. I was so intent on watching for his reaction and mine I failed to follow most of what he had said. Until the very end of class when he said, "Quiz next class…be prepared." After class I realized my screw up. I’d never pass this class if I wasn’t paying attention. I’d have to go and ask the Professor for extra help.

I knocked on his office door late in the day after my last class ended. Since the office door had not been proper closed it slid easily open to my knock and I walked tentatively inside. His hand was in mid air, stretching across the desk. As he saw my face, he flushed and quickly clutched up the object he was reaching for. "Professor Peder.." I started to address him when I saw the blue threads of my tassel draped between his clutched fingers, "…son." Instantly I recognized my pastie from the night before. Ah, then he did recognize me. "Errrr…may I come in."

"Of course, have a seat." He indicated the chair across the desk from him as he dropped the offending tassel in his desk drawer. "What is it … ummm…Sandy. Sandy right?"

"Yes Professor Pederson. I am Sandy, Sandy Leighton…from Biology 101." Dare I add on that I was also from the Beauty Parlor I wondered? I decided to wait with that part. "Ummm Sir…Biology is not my strong subject. And I missed much of what you said today in class." Dammit Sandy I admonished myself silently for sounding so dumb. "I was…not feeling well. I was a bit ummmm under the weather." Well at least that sounded a little bit better. "I am wondering if you might be able to give me some extra help. I can’t afford anything less than a "B+" in this class. I am willing to do anything." His face reddened. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Now he thinks you’re propositioning him. Hmmmm…maybe that’s not such a bad idea? "I’ll do whatever it takes to get a good grade Sir. Please. I am sure you can understand my dilemma right? Let’s put it out there and see if I get any bites anyway.

 

[Ragingbull]

Professor Pederson

OOC: Got your name screwed up last time. I had just been reading another thread that had that name. Sorry.

IC: “Grades in my class must be earned, Sandy, not given. Study hard, take good notes in class, ask questions… apply yourself. I am sure a person of your talents can achieve a B+, but it will require an extraordinary effort on your part.”… I said it with the straightest face I could muster, but truth be told my heart was racing just being in the presence of the sexy object before me. The fact that I knew exactly what she looked like without the skimpy outfit she was wearing excited me all the more. I just hoped she didn’t recognize me from the club. Her eyes had glanced at the tassel in my hand, but I didn’t think she could see enough of it to recognize what it was. Despite my attempt to sound professional, I really wanted to get a closer look at her sensuous body … “And please, Sandy, don’t think that I am completely without compassion. I do have an interest in the well being of my students.”... I stood and walked around the desk, leaning back against it right in front of her. My eyes quickly scanned her gorgeous tits, her hard nipples poking visibly from her top. Her bare legs were crossed showing me most of her creamy thigh. There was a gently stirring in my loins as blood began to rush into my growing manhood. I forced myself to tear my eyes away from her goodies as I looked back up into her big eyes… “Do you have any outside interests? You look like you could be a gymnast or a dancer. One always needs to keep a balance in life.”… That was when I saw a dangerous look in her eyes… teasing, seductive, aggressive. I had a feeling the tables were about to turn.

 

[mya]

Sandy Leighton...sizes up her professor in more ways than one

From Mike’s position leaning against the desk before me as I sat in a chair, I easily saw his pants tenting before my eyes. It was obvious to me that he remembered me naked from the night before. I smiled, tucking that information away for now. Information was power after all. And he really was a handsome man I would not mind screwing for any reason…and if it would somehow help my grades, I’d definitely give it the old "College try"! I finally answered Mike’s question. "Ahhhhhhhh, well yes, I do…I dance some," I shift my glance from his crotch back to his eyes, "I also swim a lot."

"Excellent Sandy, excellent. Do you swim here, at the school’s pool?" he asked, already determined to take up swimming if he could "accidently" bump into Sandy wearing a skimpy suit sometime. Maybe "accidently" brush her nipples. But before he could formulate that fantasy she answered, "Yes, sometimes I do. Mostly I like to go out to Rabbit Lake just outside of town and enjoy my swim as the sun is either rising or setting. Mostly I go in the evenings on my nights off work. I ah, well I work Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights. But I guess you already know that huh." It wasn’t a question, merely a statement of fact. Mike had to still wonder if she recognized him from the "Beauty Parlor" for sure or not. Sandy tacked on, "So Professor Mike, turn about is fair play they say…what is it YOU do to keep balance in your life?" Her look turned coy. She even batted her eyelashes and thrust her chest out a little further, making her little t-shirt even tighter. And she crossed her legs slowly and sensuously, brushing her knee against his. If Mike had been sitting across from her, he would have witnessed that she wore no underwear on this hot day. As it was though even without the sight of her naked snatch, Mike gulped as he witnessed the temptation before him.

 

[wetmarlene]

I like it ! Keep it going

 

[Ragingbull]

Professor Mike

She was driving me crazy the way she showed off her body. Then she stared straight at my cock which by now was bulging noticeable from my trousers. As much as I wanted to maintain my demeanor in a teacher-student relationship, images of her full lips wrapped around my cock swirled through my head. I was losing it… “Um, well I… I have things I do.”… She uncrossed her legs, spreading the wide enough for me to see her naked pussy, then crossed them again. She sat forward in her seat, her face now less than a foot from my bulging cock. Her eyes locked on it. She licked her lips, then looked up at my desperate eyes… “You know I would do anything for that B+… anything at all. Can you think of anything you want me to do, Professor.”… Her hands moved up to her tits and began rubbing them. I couldn’t control myself anymore. My hand, as if acting on its own will, unbuckled my trouser. They fell to my ankles. I pushed down my briefs. My engorged manhood wavered in the air only inches from her face.

 

[mya]

Sandy

As Professor Mike’s cock popped free of his pants, my eyes feasted on the beautiful sight bouncing before me. I licked my lips and reached out with one hand, using just the pad of my index finger, I stroked his cock from base to tip on the underside. As Mike drew in a quick breath, I laughed huskily. "Now Professor, I do believe this," my finger stroked the cock one more time, "is one pop biology quiz I know how to handle. I actually usually do much better on oral exams."

I leaned forward and gave the head one lap of my tongue. The professor’s fingers dug into the hard desk as he clutched the edge for support. My hand closed around his cock, encircling it in my firm grip as I looked up at him. "Do you suppose I might earn an A on that quiz tomorrow if I show you how well I know my stuff today Professor Pederson?"

The sweat gathered on his brow, and I released his manhood momentarily. "Wooooweeee, it sure is hot in here. You don’t mind do you?" I was already peeling off my skimpy shirt without waiting for permission. My breasts sprung free and one hand returned to squeeze him in my palm and the other returned to hold my breast up high as my finger tweaked my own hardening nipple. It grew harder instantly as I awaited his reply about my grade.

 

[Ragingbull]

Mike – Professor of Biology

“Oh god… oooohhhhh…”… jolts of pleasure shot through me as her tongue swirled across the tip of my cock. When she showed me her gorgeous tits my cock jumped again. My head was spinning, my hands gripped the desk. She was teasing me, taunting me, making me beg for her to continue. Her hands massaged her full breasts, her fingers tweaking those same nipples that had been twirling in my face last night.... It had been a very long time since I had been with a woman like this, one so open, so sexual, so willing to please in whatever way I wanted. Traditional sex with my wife once a month in the dark of the bedroom was all I had enjoyed for several years now. I had always been able to resist such temptation in the past. But now my cock was not to be denied. I was crossing a forbidden line, but I was unable to stop myself… “Please, Sandy… I’ll help you… don’t leave me like this…. Please…”… She squeezed my cock between her tits, sliding them up and down my throbbing length. While continuing to rub her nipples. She looked up into my eyes… “An A, Mikie, I want an A on that quiz. Otherwise I’m leaving.”… My breathing was already erratic. I looked down at her and slowly nodded my head. She smiled, then proceeded to show me exactly how she planned to get an A on my quiz.

 

[mya]

Sandy

"Please, Sandy… I’ll help you… don’t leave me like this…. He was so cute when he begged like that. I continued to squeeze my tits around his hard-on as he thrust eagerly between them. He was breathing erratically already and I figured he’d be a quick "A" grade at this rate. He obviously had a lot of pent up energy. As I allowed him to continue tit fucking me, I looked up and sweetly confirmed our deal, "An A, Mikie, I want an A on that quiz. Otherwise I’m leaving." Professor Pederson nodded his agreement and I grinned, happy the negotiation had been so easy.

I released my tits long enough to grab his hands and guide them to my breasts. He eagerly took hold, squeezing them tighter together still. He rubbed his thumbs again and again across my growing nipples and I groaned with pleasure. I lapped at the head of his cock each time it burst clear of my cleavage, as my fingers reached down to fondle his balls. Mike’s balls rolled nicely between the pads of my fingers as I latched my mouth around the tip of his cock taking as much inside my mouth as possible and sucking the length hard each time it retreated. My tongue explored the indentation in the tip of his cock, enjoying the taste of pre-cum. I squeezed his balls firmly and they quivered in my hand. Mike’s thumbs on my nipples were driving me insane and I moaned on his cock, the hum vibrating through his length. Suddenly Mike was groaning too, as he released my tits and shoved his cock deep down my throat., "Take it baby take it…all of it…oh yeah…" And as he tensed his cum roiled out of his balls and shot down my throat. I swallowed fast, drinking his seed as fast as I could. I felt a dribble run down my chin as he fingers held my head to his erupting cock. "Oh yesssss Sandy, you little slut…"

As Mike slid out of my mouth, he again collapsed against the desk, his sperm leaking down my chin and onto my breast. I lapped at the escaping drops with my tongue and used my hands to rub his "lotion" into my tits. "Mikie…I might not make class tomorrow after all. I think maybe I’ll sleep in tomorrow. I’m sure that’s OK with you. I have to work tonight at the Beauty Parlor and won’t be finished until late. And after what you just put me through I’m going to have to stop at my boyfriend’s after work for a quick screw. You--my naughty Professor Pederson, have just made me one horny Co-Ed with no time to visit my boyfriend before work" I reached out and softly slapped his still half hard dick, "bad, bad Professor, bad boy!" I laughed huskily, enjoying teasing him and watching his reactions. Although he’d done his own fair share of teasing—after all I still sat there with naked tits, hard nipples, and a dripping unfulfilled pussy.

 

[Ragingbull]

Professor Mike Pederson

Now that I had fulfilled my immediate need my head was clearer. She was taunting me in a way I knew could be dangerous if I didn’t do something quickly. Before she could stand I started slapping my semi-limp cock across her face… “As I said in class, Sandy, grades have to be earned. You’ll show up in class and you’ll take the test or I’ll flunk your ass. Not that I didn’t appreciate the blowjob, but you’re going to have to work a little harder if you want enough extra credit to get an A”… She looked up at me stunned at my words as she pulled her top down over her tits and stood. She started to protest that we had a deal, but I shut her up… “I can smell your pussy, Sandy. Sucking my cock and swallowing my cum made you hot, didn’t it sweetheart. So how about I just finish the job with my tongue and we’ll call it even”... I shoved my hand down between her legs and pushed my fingers up the leg of her shorts and into her boiling pussy. My thumb found her swollen clit. She bit her lip and let out a small gasp… “Oh, that’s right. You’ll be late for work. We’ll have to save that for later”… I dug my fingers deep inside her steamy chamber before pulling them out. I took a deep whiff, then proceeded to lick them clean… “And you do have a very tasty cunt. You know, I might just have to catch a show at the Beauty Parlor tonight. Did you ever have an orgasm on stage, Sandy. Now that kind of talent would certainly be worth some extra credit. Maybe even a lap dance afterwards for one of your most appreciative fans.”

 

[mya]

Sandy

My eyes widened in surprise that the sexy Professor could so easily turn the tables on my game. One moment I was sure I had him right where I wanted him, the next I was hot and horny and unfulfilled. Professor Mikie had more "balls" than I’d given him credit for. I’d obviously taken too much for granted. But one thing was certain, my pussy was wet, he was teasing me, and I was late for work. I stuffed my tits back into my top and stood up to leave. "I do have to get to work. Come on by the Beauty Parlor if you think you can handle it Professor. As for whether or not I come on stage, that’s for me to know and you to find out. And apparently I can invite ‘special’ guests for lap dances after the joint closes. It’s a great idea…I think I’ll do so tonight. It’s good way to earn some extra cash too." Seeing his confident grin, and knowing two could play at this game, I turned and left saying, "See you tonight Mikie."

I danced that night, looking for Mike in his usual spot. I could not see him and began to wonder if maybe I’d misjudged him yet again—perhaps he did not come to the Beauty Parlor tonight. As I crossed the other dancer moving to the opposite side of the stage, a man held out a $20 from the darkness, I danced closer and he stood up to stick the bill in my g-string. His fingers reached deep, coping a feel of my pussy. As I looked down to glare at the intruder’s fingers I saw Mike’s grin smiling up at me as he winked. So he knew I was sexually excited after all. I danced and gyrated even harder, this time directing my dance to the man beside him. Let him think he’d felt and seen the last of my pussy for the night.

As the dance ended, I went to the dressing room to freshen up for the rest of the evening. I’d decided to offer my services in the private room for the first time. The bouncer was notified as to my pick of guests for the evening. And I peeked from the shadows as the crowd was began to go home. The bouncer tapped Mike Pederson on the shoulder. "You Mike Pederson?" he grunted. Mike’s brows furrowed wondering what the ape wanted with him as he nodded yes. "You’ve been invited to a private party in the back room. One of the girls is offering you a private lap dance. It’ll cost ya a C note though." I figured if he was going to make me go to class and work for my A grade, the least he could do was pay me decently for my services. I watched in the darkness to see if he’d accept or decline the offer.

 

[Ragingbull]

Pfesoor Mike

Watching her dance was a real turn on. She was good, maybe the best. But what got my cock hard was knowing her mouth had been wrapped around my cock earlier in the day. I stuffed a $20 in her G-string and slid my fingers along the slippery folds of her pussy. She was hot and ready. Whent the bouncer told me of her invitation I didn't even hesitate to pull out a Ben Franklin. My cock practically ripped through my pants in anticipation. I just hoped I could contain my excitement. If she thought I was too anxious I would give her more power than I wanted. I walked back and entered the small room. A small table and a chair were in the middle. Sandy turned to look at me... "Well, I didn't think you could keep away after tasting the promise of things to cum so I'll let you humor me some more. Now I already paid for the dance and I do expect my money's worth. I have been known to award extra credit for extraordinary achievement. Let's see what you got. Why don't you show this Professor what you know about Biology."

 

[mya]

Sandy...teases some more

He was so self-assured—so cock sure. I was still smarting a bit from the way he’d left me high and dry, or more correctly hot and wet, in his office earlier in the day and I decided he could use a little tormenting first. Still wearing my G-string I stood before the handsome professor, trailing my finger down his chest. "What makes you think I’m the girl that invited you back here Mikie? There’s lotsa girls here who pick men with money from the crowd." I pointed to a younger handsome devil who’d been invited back by one of the other girls, but Mike Pederson did not need to know that. "What makes you think I didn’t pick that young sexy man over there? I already had your best sweet stuff…perhaps I am going for something better!"

Eyeing his body nonchalantly, my finger slipping down to the waist band of his pants and easing inside teasingly. "On the other hand, for the right payment (he didn’t need to know I’d already collected the 100 bucks he’d paid), I could let ‘Hot Stuff’ over there go to one of the other girls and do you myself. What’s it worth to you Professor? What’s it worth to you to have my hot young naked body pressed against yours? To let my hard young tits tease your face? To let your tongue taste my nipples? Huh? What’s it worth?" Leaning forward, pressing my tits against his chest while I whisper in his ear, "I’m thinking an ‘A’ grade on tomorrow’s itsy bitsy quiz would be a small price to pay?" My tongue teases his ear before adding, "What do you say Mikie?"

 

[Ragingbull]

Professor Mike Pederson

Once again she had me where she wanted me. I could smell the sexuality exuding from between her legs. Her tight body was driving me wild with need… full breasts, powerful ass, strong legs, flat stomach, shapely hips and the swollen mound of her pussy outlined against her G-string. Her finger was rubbing against my throbbing girth leaving no doubts in her mind how excited I was just to be in her presence. I could tell she was capable of fucking me in a way I’d only dreamed possible, taking me to heights of passion I had never felt. The blow job she had given me was only a warm up act for things to cum. Just thinking about it had my cock twitching… “Please… please, Sandy. I’ll help you. I can help you get an ‘A’. But you have to take the quiz. Come early for class. I’ll give you the answers.”… She swung her leg over my lap and pressed her pussy hard against the bulge in my trousers, gyrating her hips and rubbing up and down the length. She put her hands on my shoulders and leaned back. Her tits practically fell out of her top. With one of her hands, she slid two fingers into her top and rubbed her nipples one at a time. Her eyes never left mine. Then, in one swift motion, she unfastened the front clasp. Her two gorgeous melons bounced free, the swollen nipples and hard tips pointing up at me. She turned and looked over to someone standing near us. I turned my head as well. A bright flash briefly blinded me. Sandy clasped her hands around the back of my neck and leaned forward, brushing her lips lightly across mine. She pulled back, her face only inches from mine, and looked into my eyes with a very business like smile… “You can fuck me tonight, Mikie. You fuck me on the test tomorrow and that little wifey of yours will find out what you do in your spare time.”

 

[mya]

Sandy

Mikie still looked like a deer in headlights as he assimilated the last 30 seconds—first getting caught in a picture and then the barely veiled threat from Sandy. I on the other hand was ready to party now that I had the "insurance" I needed this time. The club photographer had been easy to convince to help me out. All it had taken was a quick blow job and 50 bucks. So now I had Mikie right where I wanted him. Well almost, except for that he was still dressed.

I cupped my tits in my palms, as I gyrated on Mikie’s lap. My pussy continued to rub against his growing erection still held in his tight pants. I lifted my left breast with tight nipple and offered it to him. "Come on Mikie, suck my tittie, suck it nice and I’ll fuck that sweet dick of yours." I leaned over and trailed my tongue around his ear slowly before whispering, "You want to fuck me don’t you Mikie? Suck my nipple good and I’ll fuck you anyhow and any place you want." My tilted my pelvis several times rubbing against the tent in his jeans hard! My tongue teased his other ear before whispering, "COME ON, DO IT! I wanna fuck ya Mikie!" Then I leaned back, lifting my tits for his mouth, eagerly anticipating when they would take possession of my hard nipples, nipples desperate for his touch. Desperate so that I could fuck this man like I so desperately wanted to do. Mikie hesitated as he watched my large globes displayed for his pleasure. "Come on MIKE! I will come to class early…I promise!"

 

[Ragingbull]

Professor Mike

The woman was a fucking sex machine, and I was her helpless prey. I sucked her swollen nipples into my mouth, gently biting the hard tips and swirling my tongue around them. I sucked hard, swallowing as much of her tit as I could get I my mouth. I did the same thing with the other nipple. Sandy was squirming against my cock, fucking against me as if I was deep inside her. I just had to get it out of my pants and into her hot pussy, but she had me pinned to the chair with her hands on the back of my head hold me to her tits as she dry fucked me. My hands slipped down her back and dug into her ass cheeks. I finally pulled my mouth away from her nipple long enough to tell her what I wanted… “Let me fuck you, Sandy. I gotta fuck you right now… got to get my cock into your hot pussy… please…” … She pulled my head back and looked down at me. The wild lust in her eyes was almost frightening… ”Sure, Mikie, you can fuck me. After all, you paid for it, didn’t you? And don’t forget about that ‘A’, Professor.”… She slipped to the floor and unfastened my trousers, pulling them down over my thighs along with my briefs. My engorged cock sprung up into the air. Sandy wrapped her hand around it and squeezed until a dribble of pre-cum oozed out of the top. She snaked her tongue across it and licked it up, then lowered her mouth over the crown and sucked on my sensitive cock-head. She stood and stepped out of her soaked G-string, then stuffed it into my mouth. Sandy turned around and propped her hands on a nearby table, tilting her ass into the air. My eyes feasted on her juicy pussy perched like a swollen peach between her ass cheeks… ”Come and get it, Professor. Let’s see what you can do with that big cock of yours.”

 

[mya]

Sandy

I stood there bent over the table, arms braced and ready for his taking. My glistening pussy begging to him to come and get it. I leveled my sexy come-hither look at him, and knew he wouldn’t take long to acquiesce even as I offered, "Come and get it, Professor. Let’s see what you can do with that big cock of yours."

The photographer I’d paid off earlier, both in cash and a blow-job, hung around waiting to see if there might be a bonus paid for even more valuable photos. I’m not the only girl that paid him on the side for this type of work. Hell, some of the clients paid twice as much as we did for the kind of pics they could take home and jack-off to as they remembered the evening. But for now he was forgotten, by both Mike and myself.

Mike stood up, his pants still around his ankles and I pursed my red lips and blew him a sexy kiss. He scrambled out of his pants, tugged his shirt over his head, and slipped in behind me. His hands stroked the globes of my ass and I could hear the quiver of anticipation in his husky voice as he murmured into my ear, "Oh Sandddddy, you sexy tease. I can’t resist you or your sweet young hot pussy!" His finger slid down my slippery slit, testing for himself how ready I was, and to drive home to me that I needed him as much as he needed me. "You sweet slut, you are so fuckin’ ready! Those boys you usually tease probably don’t know how to use their cocks to satisfy a slut like you, do they Sandy?"

He held his massive cock in his hand and slide the purple head up and down my slit, tracing the path his fingers had just mapped out. Somehow the table’s had turned and it was now my turn to beg, "Please Mike! Please, give it to me. Shove that hard beautiful cock into me. Dammit, Mikie, I need you. Now, please!" I spread my legs further, giving him better access to my sweet treasures and enabling myself a better footing for the hard rough fuck I so desperately wanted and needed. My tits hung before me, swaying with the rhythm of my rocking hips as instinctively my hips sought to bury Mike’s teasing cock deep inside me.

 

[Ragingbull]

Professor Mike

” "Please Mike! Please, give it to me. Shove that hard beautiful cock into me. Dammit, Mikie, I need you. Now, please!"… She was desperate for my cock. I continued to tease her pussy by slipping my swollen dick head inside her slit then pulling it back out and rubbing it over her clit. She tried to impale herself on me but I wouldn’t let her. It was my turn to make her beg, to put her back in her place… “You want me to fuck you, Sandy? You want my cock in your pussy? You want to feel it fill your empty cunt and slide deep into your belly? Then you better remember who’s the professor and who’s the student.”… I slid my cock up between her ass cheeks, then leaned forward and grabbed her tits. I rolled her sensitive nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and pressed my lips to her ear… “You want an ‘A’ you’re going to have to work for it.”… I slid my cock up and down her crack, then slotted it between her juicy pussy lips… “First let me probe the depth of your knowledge.”… I shoved hard and drove my cock deep into her gut. She gasped as she felt my hard flesh fill her pussy. I pulled out and shoved in again, then again and again. My hands continued to massage her tits. I nibbled on the back of her neck, sinking my teeth lightly into her soft skin. My cock pounded her hot pussy, pushing deep into her juicy hole and grinding against her. Sandy moved back against me trying to drive me even deeper… “That’s good, Sandy… you have such a tight, hot pussy… now show me why I should give you an ‘A’.”… I slid a hand down between her legs and rubbed her swollen clit. Her moans and gasps told me she liked it.

 

[mya]

Sandy...satisfied at last

Damn, but Mike Peterson was a man who knew how to drive a woman crazy. And I wanted him, no needed him, more than any man before. His teasing cock slipping up and down my slit, so close to where I really needed it and yet so far. And when his arms wrapped around me and his hands grabbed my tit flesh, squeezing it, I almost came right there. And as his fingers began to roll my nipples between his fingers I trembled with great need in his arms.

As Mike finally performed his ‘in-depth’ test of my knowledge by shoving his meat deep inside me, I moaned with pleasure and pressed my hips back to meet his. His cock thrust deep inside me. I moaned with pleasure as at last Mike began to give me some of the pleasure I so desperately needed. He slid out and back in, I felt the bulbous head stroking me in that exact spot that drove me even wilder. I clenched my vaginal muscles on his love muscle, feeling it withdraw reluctantly. And as he shoved his cock back inside my I gyrated my hips against his, glorifying in the feel of his balls when they slapped against my ass. I squeezed tighter, holding his cock deep inside me once again, straining to earn my ‘A’. Just when I was sure it couldn’t get any better, his fingers teased my clit as he rammed into me again and again. I gasped and panted softly with each flick of his finger. His free hand continued to torment my nipples perfectly. And his lips and teeth teased my neck and shoulders exquisitely. I continued to pant in time with his thrusting, clenching and unclenching in on him, and rotating my hips to drive him deeper. I leaned my back against his chest, my head rested on his shoulder. I turned my head meeting his lips in a hot wild open mouthed kiss. Our tongues teased, then twined and darted back again. Teasing, tasting, tormenting. He fucked faster and harder. I moaned into his mouth.

"Yes, oh yessss Mike." I squeezed him harder still and Mike’s fingers flew faster and faster over my clit. "OH MIKIE," I squealed. I bite my lip as he pinched my nipple. Oh god I was going to burst into flame, my pending orgasm had built to such magnitude. As he pinched my nipple harder, he added a twist to it. "Tell me Sandy, TELL ME! What are you feeling?" he commanded in my ear. I released my lip and squealed, "I feel so fuckin’ wonderful! OH FUCK MIKE!!!!!!" My squeals grew in volume. "OH GOD…I’M FUCKIN’ CUMMING MIKIE!" I could not contain my orgasm a moment longer. My body spasmed and jerked in his arms as the pleasure washed over my body in full force. I was glad he held me in his arms, or I was sure my knees would have buckled with the intense release my body was experiencing. "Ohhhhhhh Mikie," I whined softer now as his still thrusting cock and manipulating fingers held my orgasm at a peak. My head lolled back and forth on his shoulder and as I came my pussy muscles locked onto his hard cock, milking him for his jism. Suddenly I could feel the hot hard burst of his seed as it coated the inside of my womb. "Ohhhhhhh Mikie," I groaned as clenched and unclenched on his spewing shaft.


Sex with Professor Peterson had been the best I’d ever experienced. If he kept this up, I’d be offering to do him for nothing—screw my grades so to speak! But luckily I was still in control enough not to tell him that part. I leaned on the table recovering with Mike plastered to my back. We were both still breathing heavy, but Mike more so as he’d only just finished his orgasm. I asked softly, "So Professor, was that an ‘A’ performance or what?"

 

[Ragingbull]

Professor Mike

I had never been with a woman whose pussy was so hot and who knew just how to control her muscles to give my cock maximum pleasure. I would fuck my meat deep into her chamber on each thrust. Her pussy would grab my cock each time I tried to pull out. Her whole body moved with me as if we were one giant fucking machine. Our skin slipped and slid together, our lips and tongues mingled in a frantic passion kiss. Her nipples moved with my touch, swelling and straining to push against my fingers. I looked down and watched as my glistening cock moved in and out of her sweet peach between her ass cheeks. Everything about fucking her was so sensuous. It was as though she touched every nerve ending in my body… "Tell me Sandy, TELL ME! What are you feeling?"… I was pounding her pussy faster and deeper, fucking her hard in a frantic rhythm of lust and passion… "I feel so fuckin’ wonderful! OH FUCK MIKE!!!!!! OH GOD…I’M FUCKIN’ CUMMING MIKIE!"… Her body shook violently as she screamed out. Juices poured down my balls and coated my thighs. I was close… real close. I slammed into her a few more time, then roared out loud as my cock exploded into her pussy. I pumped stream after stream of hot thick cream into her gushing cunt. Sweat dripped from my forehead as I collapsed against her totally drained. I could feel our mixed juices seeping down my cock and running down her legs… "So Professor, was that an ‘A’ performance or what?"… I pulled out releasing another flood of juices. I turned her around to face me and moved my hands up to her sensitive nipples… “Possibly an ‘A’. Why don’t you stop by before class and I’ll help you cram for the exam. I think I know just how to stuff you full of the right information.”

 

[mya]

Sandy...tests her power over Mikie and her own willpower

My whole body was so sensitive and responsive after that explosive orgasm. Thus Mike’s fingers were almost more than I could stand. It wouldn’t take much to have me begging for more, but it was late now. "Well Mikie, I’d love to stay and play some more but apparently I have to be up extra early to meet my son-of-a-bitch stickler of a Biology Professor for some one-on-one tutoring before my quiz tomorrow."

I examined him closely, running my eye deliberately down his naked body. As my eyes lighted on his spent and gooey large cock, I pointed lazily at it and added, "I trust you can take care of the clean up there. One of the bouncers will be happy to show you out. Or on the other hand, if you’d just give me that ‘A’ on the quiz tomorrow without my being in class, you could stay and have a shower with me to clean up before going home.

My gaze had shifted back to his eyes. I watched him closely to see if he was stronger than I was. Would he be able to resist the tempting invitation I’d just offered him? My tongue slipped between my lips and lazily circled my lips, wetting them and teasing Mike as he watched.