Who Going to Pay for University? (Closed)

[Cum_Inside]

“Mm, no baby, fuck me on your desk,” she murmurs in his ear as he caresses her bottom. She bets that if anyone cares to look they would find that her panties and shorts have soaked right through at the thought of early morning sex and the possibility of round two. “Your wife wouldn’t put out? You can bend me over this desk anytime you want,” she says wickedly as she attempts to grind her pussy against his questing fingers.

 

[garajd]

Standing up from his chair with Anna's arms wrapped around his neck, he could feel her body pressed against him . . . hard nipples pressed into his chest, wet pussy grinding against his dick. Brandon was one of those few people who kept his desk clear of unnecessary paper, so there was plenty of room on his large desk to 'spread out' Anna.

Laying her gently back on his desk, Brandon started sliding her shorts and panties down over her feet and tossed them to the floor. Helping her lift her shoulders off the desk, she was soon naked on his desk . . . ready to be devoured!!

Tossing his knit shirt aside, his lounge pants and briefs soon followed . . . Brandon was hard and ready to take his young lover. Sliding a finger up and down her wet slit, probing her wet tunnel and tweaking her throbbing clit, Brandon knew that his entry would be swift and deep. Cock in hand, he entered Anna and was quickly balls deep in her wet, warm, tight pussy!!

 

[Cum_Inside]

God, she loved how strong he was, able to support her weight as he deposited her on his desk. Lifting her bum and helping to kick off her shorts, she perched her heels against his desk and spread her knees to make lots of room between them. When he finally slid inside, her walls clenched tightly around his cock and she grunted as the tip of his cock thrust against her cervix painfully for a second before she was too busy grasping and clutching at his shoulders to care as he rode her tight wet pussy hard.

Reaching up and dragging his mouth to hers, she kissed him wetly. Her tongue traced his teeth and the cavern of his mouth before tangling with his. She tossed her head back with a thunk! against the desk and moaned as he fucked her.

 

[garajd]

As much as he hated fucking with a condom, Brandon wanted to cum in Anna this time; pulling out of her briefly, he opened a desk drawer and found one . . . not sure why he had it, but he knew it was there. She looked up from her back as he unwrapped it and slid it over his hard shaft.

Leaning back against her, he thrust deep once more, feeling his balls bang against her body just below her pussy . . . "Holy fuck, baby girl, you must be trying to wear me out today!!"

 

[Cum_Inside]

She laughed, “is that all you got, old man?!” She taunted. She felt disappointed when he dug out the condom, just for the simple fact that it would be several more days before she got to feel his hot cum spurting inside her. The friction wasn’t as good with the rubber on, missing the feeling of every bump and ridge on his cock sliding against her walls on every thrust but it was better than nothing, she supposed.

 

[garajd]

His hand on her chin, a tight grip on her jaws,"I guess you will find out soon enough, baby girl!"

Thrusting once more, her ass pressed against the hard surface of the desk, Brandon was a bit more forceful than usual, testing her comment that she liked it a 'little rough' now and then. His hand now on her tits, twisting and tweaking her nipples, watching her writhe on his desk, Brandon was thoroughly enjoying seeing his 'sugar baby' fully engaged in their sex . . . something he was not sure would happen two days ago!

"You think you're so fucking hot, Anna . . . let's see how soon you can make this old man cum in your tight cunt!"

 

[Cum_Inside]

Her teeth clamped down on her lip as he pinched slightly painfully at her nipples. Her ex-boyfriend had tried to fuck her like this, be a little rough, but he kept stopping to check if she was okay. Although Brandon kept a watchful eye on her reactions, she had no doubt that all he was seeing was pleasure exhibited on her face.

Wrapping her knees around his back and clenching her pussy as tightly as she could around him, she reached down to fondle at his balls. “Wish you didn’t have to wear that blasted condom,” she exclaimed. “I can’t wait to feel you blast this sweet cunt full of cum!”

 

[garajd]

Feeling her legs wrap around him, Brandon knew that Anna was all in for the sexual part of their Sugar Daddy/Sugar Baby relationship. Now he would just have to make sure that she kept up the rest of their deal . . . study hard and get her nursing degree. After all, that is what brought this whole arrangement together.

"You and your doctor just have to say the word. I hate these rubbers to, but I wanted to feel my cock unleash a blast inside you."

Arching his back, feeling the pressure of her heels on his back, the tender caress of her fingers on his swollen balls, "Baby girl, it's not the same, but I can't wait any longer!" With that, Brandon let out a groan and began filling the condom with another load of his cum.

Sensing how close Anna was, he dropped to his knees and quickly covered her dripping cunt with his lips, once more giving her a satisfaction that her young, immature lovers never seemed to be interested in or capable of.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Although she couldn’t feel him cum inside her, she could feel the warmth of it through the rubber inside her as he unloaded into the condom. It set off the first graces of her own orgasm and her hips began spasming against him, especially as he dropped down and fixed his mouth around her clit. “Uhhhhh,” she grunted as her orgasm crashed over her, arching her back and scrabbling at the edges of the desk for support. She was gasping, breathing rapidly as he cleaned up all the juice dripping from her cunt. She almost felt too sensitive, but she let him continue his work. She couldn’t remember the last time a man had eaten her out so enthusiastically.

 

[garajd]

Feeling your thighs collapse around me, sensing that your orgasm has run its course, I stand at my desk and survey the naked body lying there . . . gorgeous tits, still quivering after an intense cum, wet pussy lips coated with a combination of your juices and my saliva . . . damn, this is incredible.

Offering you my hand to get up off the desk, "You are fucking incredible, Anna. Hope I didn't interfere with your plans to study this weekend. After all, we have work and classes to focus on when Monday morning rolls around!"

As you stand, I pull your naked body close for a hug, my hands sliding up and down your back and cupping your sweet ass. Reminding myself that I need to get a little more acquainted with your back . . . your ass . . and your thighs . . .

 

[Cum_Inside]

As his hands explore her backside and her breasts pillow against his chest, she buries her face into his neck and bites teasingly at the skin she finds there before closing her mouth around it to alleviate the sting a bit. Sucking, she leaves a dark purple blossoming on his skin as she steps back to survey her work. Smiling, she responds, “Now that you’ve fucked all the energy out of me I think I can refocus on my boring old paper!”

With a quick peck on the lips, she turns and trots out of the room totally unconcerned with her nakedness. She grabs a tshirt and new pair of panties from her room and quickly slips into them before resuming her previous seat on the couch in the living room like othing had ever happened. Giggling, she returns her attention to her schoolwork.

 

[garajd]

Brandon always brings home a briefcase full of work; sometimes he gets to it and sometimes he doesn't. After Anna skips her naked body out of his office, he follows her down the hallway, passes her room and toward his suite, a shrunken cock swinging back and forth with a cum-filled rubber still in place.

As he passes her room, she is bent over her dresser finding some panties to put on, "Need a reminder of this morning?" he asks as he snaps the rubber off his cock and dangles it from his fingers.

Not waiting for an answer, he proceeds to his bathroom, disposes of the 'evidence', cleans up a bit before dressing and heading back to his office. He sees her settled in on the couch again, laptop in place, and a serious look on her face.

Once in his office, he looks at his desk, "What a fucking mess!" to himself, finds the cleaning stuff and wipes down the desk before sitting back, opening his briefcase, and pulling out some files related to next week's appointments.

 

[Cum_Inside]

The next several days are surprisingly busy with schoolwork and friends as she adjusts to having a lot of extra time. The girls are surprised when Anna speaks up and says she’ll go to dinner with them Thursday night after classes since she had always declined in the past. When they ask about her jobs, whether there’s an issue and if everything is okay, Anna just nods and mentions that she’s found a little extra room in her budget. She doesn’t say anything more, but does flush when one suggests, “maybe she’s finally caught a rich older man!” sending her friends into a fit of giggles at her expense.

The extra money sitting in her account more than covers her expenses and she opens a savings account to collate all the rest. She’s always been frugal and she still doesn’t spend more than she needs to, even now. Eventually she knows she’ll have to repay Brandon, and now that she doesn’t have to worry about food, heat, or internet she finds there’s a ton of wiggle room in her alllowance. She does buy some new clothing and upgrades some of her textbooks since hers are almost falling apart from overuse.

As she’s getting dressed on Thursday to go out, she searches for Brandon to let him know she won’t be home for dinner. She’s just fluffing her hair as it lays loose over her shoulders when she finds him climbing out of his shower. He’s got that look on his face that suggests he’s had a long day at work - over the past week she’s getting to learn more about him and is starting to be able to pick out his moods only based upon his expression. “I’m going out for dinner,” she calls softly into the steamy bathroom, just leaning past the doorframe to watch as he wipes the condensation from the mirror with a towel around his hips.

 

[garajd]

"Enjoy! As you could probably guess, I've had a busy week, particularly today. I'm just going to grab something out of the fridge and crash in the den for a while."

Brandon has arranged for Anna to have her own key to the elevator and his/their apartment. The doorman is aware of her coming and going, so no issues there. Finishing in the shower, he throws on an old t-shirt and faded lounge pants, finds something to eat, grabs a beer, and heads for the den. Catching up on the latest business news, he then switches over to a game, and falls asleep on the couch.

 

[Cum_Inside]

They have a great time at dinner and decide to get drinks. Friday is the day she chose only afternoon classes, so she’s able to unwind a little bit and maybe drinks a little bit more than she really should. Each of them goes home more than a bit tipsy, but they all agree to do this again next week as they pile into cabs. She waits until all their taxis turn the corner before she leans against the lamp pole and attempts to flag her own. Her balance is a bit off, so she is glad to be able to lounge there until the cab pulls up to the curb.

When she arrives home (man, it still feels weird to say about about the hulking building of steel and glass she now lives in), she slowly and carefully makes her way up to the penthouse. She fumbles with the keys but manages to finally get the door unlocked. She’s not so successful getting out of her heels - as she lifts her foot to slip them off, she loses her balances and topples over into the wall with a loud, “oh fuck!” and full-blown laughter as she sits there on the floor for a moment before pulling off the other shoe and staggering to her feet. Making it to her room, she collapses onto the edge of the bed and rolls to lay curled up in the fetal position on her side without even attempting to change into her pj’s.

 

[garajd]

Giving up about 10:00, Brandon heads for bed, leaving his door cracked slightly; after all, Anna is a big girl and has her own key. He stirs slightly when she comes in; her "Oh fuck" as she stumbles against the wall gives him a good indication of how her dinner went with the girls.

Brandon is up early as usual on Friday morning, gets dressed, and as he passes her room, sees her curled up on the bed, still dressed except for her heels which are on the floor. She knows her schedule, so he leaves her to wake up and get to class on time.

If he finds out later than she blew off her classes today, that will necessitate a "talk" and potential punishment. He is off to work; Anna and home are out of his thoughts for the day.

After a busy day, Brandon leaves a bit early and is home by 4:00 . . . another week behind him and a weekend to relax.

 

[Cum_Inside]

When Anna stirs, her first thought is how queasy she is. Her second is that it’s too early to be awake, so she pinches her eyes shut and attempts to quash the nausea rolling in the pit of her stomach. The next she wakes, her tummy drops for an entirely different reason - it’s 3:10! Her afternoon classes start at 130 and run until 4. Even if she leaves now, she’ll only make it in time for the final half hour and that’s without the shower she so desperately needs. Sniffing at the shirt she’s wearing, her nose turns up. She smells like a beer can!

She knows Brandon will be home shortly and she has to make some ditch effort to look like she didn’t miss class - it was one of the terms set out in the agreement, after all, and he had demanded her class schedule when she first moved in. He probably could recite it better than she could, honestly. She rushes in and out of the shower, spritzes a quick dash of perfume on and grabs her school bag to lend more supportive evidence to her story.

She manages to get as far as the elevator in the lobby before his car pulls up outside and he hands the keys over to the valet. Quickly whipping around the corner of the desk and squatting there so he won’t see her, she closes her eyes and prays. This will be her first punishment if he catches her, and she’s not quite sure she’s ready to let him down.

 

[garajd]

Home early on Friday, always a good feeling. Heading up to the apartment, Brandon notices the scent of Anna's perfume as he walks in . . . puzzling; if she had left at 1:00 for her 1:30 class, why would the perfume scent be so strong. Checking the security monitor in his office, he finds that the door to the apartment was opened and closed just 10 minutes ago.

Grabbing a beer from the fridge and returning to his office, flipping thru today's mail, contemplating the confrontation that will be coming before too long with Anna. Anticipating that there will be some punishment for missing her class, he is not sure what it should be.

Probably nothing of a sexual nature, she enjoys that way too much!!

 

[Cum_Inside]

Anna entertains herself until just after 4:30 before she heads back home. Dropping her stuff at the door to pick up later, she calls out to let Brandon know she's back as she does everyday after her classes. When she doesn't get a response, she settles on one of the stools at the island and grabs an orange from the basket as a little appetizer for supper. The apartment is too quiet; usually she would receive a greeting in response or hear the television running or something, but there's only silence.

Peeking in each room on her way down the hallway, she notes his office door is closed, which is also weird. It's not like him to shut her out: even if he has work he needs to get done, they usually have an open door policy. Hesitantly, she raises her fist to knock.

 

[garajd]

"Come in." Brandon points to a chair in front of his desk, a calm, but firm look on his face.

"Talk to me. What happened this afternoon? I know you didn't make it to class today. I want to know why. And I want to know why you would try to deceive me."

 

[Cum_Inside]

She bows her head, unable to meet his eyes as she perches primly on the edge of the chair. Lying isn't an option; it would only make the punishment worse. She's not sure how he knew she hadn't gone to class, but the intense look on his face promises trouble if he doesn't get a proper answer immediately. "No, I didn't make my afternoon lecture," she admits. "I was so sick this morning. I lost track of time. I was scared of what you might do if you found out. I'm so sorry, I promise I won't do it again."

 

[garajd]

"Jesus, Anna, what were you thinking last night? Do I have to put you on a fucking curfew on school nights? I'm not going to do that, but I can't have you being irresponsible like this. I'm not going to punish you this time, but don't expect such leniency in the future. I'll just say that I am disappointed."

Sitting back in his chair, letting her sit in the office chair; Anna knows she screwed up and is probably wondering if Brandon is going to hold it against her if it happens again.

"I was going to see if you wanted to go out to dinner tonight; but I think we will just order in. Take a look at the menus in the kitchen and order something for both of us. I'll be in the den in a few minutes. Have a beer waiting for me when I get there."

 

[Cum_Inside]

Chastised, she slumps into the chair back for a moment. "I'm so sorry, I swear I don't usually do that. Please, Brandon, please don't be mad at me," she begs. "It was a mistake I--" Anna pauses as she sees he's returned to his work and is ignoring her. Quietly, she stands and does as he orders, retrieving his beer from the fridge and setting it on the table. She doesn't even really look at what she's ordering, just grabs the first one she sees and picks a couple random things off said menu on autopilot.

She's sitting silently at the end of the table when he appears from his office, fists bunched in her skirt with her green eyes focused straight ahead, peering off into the distance as if in a daze.

 

[garajd]

Walking over to her, Brandon lifts her to her feet in front of him, "It's over and done with; I've said all I need to say and it's behind us."

Finger under her chin, he tilts her head back and kisses her gently on the lips, an arm reaching around her shoulders to pull her tight against him.

"Let's go sit in the den until the food arrives."

 

[Cum_Inside]

His lips on hers soothe her worries away and she relaxes into his arms. Clasping hi tightly for a moment, she pulls away and trots down the hallway to the den where she makes herself comfortable in the loveseat. Flicking on the TV, she searches through the guide halfheartedly until she finds something even remotely interesting as he climbs in to sit beside her, rearranging her legs so they fall over his lap more comfortably. Offering a small smile and another peck, she turns back to her television program.