Our Second Date

As excited as I was to think about using the condoms that night or over the weekend, well it just did not happen. When Lennie came back from the bathroom, she had a worried look on her face. I asked her what was the matter, but she just seemed to be far away and hardly paid any attention to me. I drove home in silence, when we got there Lennie hurried off to bed, not even giving me a hug.

The rest of the weekend we just stayed away from each other. She spent the biggest part of the time in her room. I hinted about “doing it” a couple of times, but she just looked at me like I was an alien from a foreign planet. She never took the hints and was as quite as a mouse the rest of the time we had the house to ourselves.

Mom and Dad came home from the funeral right on schedule and things pretty much returned to our normal farm family life. Getting up early, feeding the stock, making sure everything was in order and then off to school and life in the outside world.

We rode the school bus to school everyday, she sat with her friends, I sat with mine. We were both pretty shaky about it, at least that is the way I think about it now.

Even though I could not get my mind off what had happened, we just never seemed to have a chance to talk about it. She just went about life like nothing had happened.

The package of condoms I bought, well I had them hidden in my hidey hole and looked at them everyday. It was like I just had to make sure that Lennie and I had actually done what I could not get off my mind. It was almost a dream.

One night, about 2 weeks after the drive-in, I was in my room, homework was a big thing to our parents and they made us do it. Bad grades were not something they took very quietly. Making all A’s seemed to be the only thing that truly made them happy. Sure a B was not to bad, but a C, well that was grounds for being restricted to your room. Anyway, I was at the books and just had not realized how much time had passed. I figured everyone else in the house was getting ready for bed.

Lennie picked that moment to come into my room and say, “Hey, Big Brother, want to talk to wifey?”

The words just about caused me to have a coronary, I got scared as shit and must have looked it too, because Lennie just about feel down laughing.

“Lennie, you can not talk that way, Mom or Dad might hear you!”

“Well, I just wanted to tell you that I just finished my period!”, and with those words she started to walk out.

I said, “Hey, Lennie wait a second.”

She stopped and looked back at me.

I asked her, “What’s up? I mean now your talking to me about . . . well, about what we did. But for the past couple of weeks you’ve been so quite I thought something was really wrong. I was concerned that I did something super wrong. I been so worried lately, God it has been keeping me awake at night!”

She said, “Well, I got scared and was afraid that I might get pregnant, I was all worried that we might do something that we would both regret for the rest of our lives.

I looked at her and could tell that she was just being safe with herself and then I said, “I need to tell you that I bought condoms at the gas station that night. I thought about that, your getting, . . . um, you know. I ain’t stupid you know. I bought them to keep us safe. I mean you pregnant, I could just imagine what would happen to you and us if the folks found out and if you got pregnant, we’d have to tell them”

She laughed again, and said, “Well, I thought about it too but you never said anything about condoms, so I thought you didn’t think about it. Why didn’t you tell me that night? I thought you were just like all the other guys, do it and then just make out like it was all MY FAULT!”

I looked at Lennie and said, “You know I am not like other guys, heck I am . . . your BROTHER!”

She laughed then and said, “Yeah, I remember, but I was still worried, I am getting to know you, . . . in a different way, I guess.

I got scared then that mom and dad might over hear us and I said, “Where are Mom and Dad?”

“I came up when they decided to go do some work on the computer, they are in the office.”

The office was way up in the front of the house, just about as far away as they could get from where we were in my room. I felt a little better about talking to her, at least I did not have to worry about them hearing us.

Now she had that smile on her face again, the one that said, “Hey, want to play house.”

The next thing she said was a shock, She said, “Ok, so when we going to the movies again?”

I stuttered and stammered for a second, but managed to say, “You sure we should be talking about this?”

With a look of total defiance on her face she said, “You damn right, I loved it that night and I want to do it again and MORE!”

I was still scared by what she had told me before and not at all convinced that we should be talking about the subject.

She must have seen the internal workings of my mind because she said, “Now look, I need to talk to you about this, but now is not a good time. If we can get out of the house tomorrow or the next day, I will tell you everything I need to, we just can not take a chance on the folks finding out about US!”

I was scared again and said, “Lennie, there can be no US, we can not do that again, we have to much to worry about.”

She laughed like I was a fool and said, “Well, you just make sure and talk to me tomorrow!” With that she left the room, I was worried again and afraid to say anything as she walked out.

I was in a total quandary over what to do. My homework just sat there on my desk, even though I was looking at the books in front of me, nothing seemed to register. I was worried and nothing was going to distract my mind from what I had to face. Finally I could not take just setting there any more and was just about to go march into Lennie’s room when I heard my parents outside my room.

Dad looked through the door at me. He must have real- ized that something was wrong because he came in the room and said, “Hey buddy, you look like you got problems, anything I can do?”

I said, “Probably not, I got a big test tomorrow . . . I think I am ready for it, but I am a little worried. It is an important one, if I do well on it I might get a break on taking the finals next month.”

He said, “You’ll do fine.”

I said, “I hope so, but I sure need to study some more and my concentration is not good right now.”

He said, “Hang in there and don’t over do it. You should get some rest and let the mind do the work.”

I said, “OK, but I don’t think I can sleep.”

He laughed and said, “It is great to have to such wonderful kids, you both make your Mom and I very proud.”

I could think of nothing but what Lennie had just said to me and the thought that ran through my mind was, “Yeah, well if you knew what we were talking about a little while ago, you would not be saying that.”

I sat there real quite, he must of thought that I was thinking about the books, and said, “OK, just study all you want too, I am going to bed.”

I said, “Thanks Dad, I’ll study for awhile longer and then turn out the lights. First I think I will get a coke and get back to the books.”

As he left my room, he said, “Go get-um Big Guy!”

I laughed and felt some of the tension go away.

I got a coke and sat back down at my desk. I sat there for a few minutes, drinking my coke and wondering about what Lennie wanted to talk about. I was almost finished with my coke and it was clear to me that I was not going to study, I didn’t even need to but my mind was running about 100 miles per hour. I finally stood up and began to undress, thinking that I would just crawl under the covers and hide.

I got into bed and turned on my bed lamp and just laid there thinking, then something else began to creep into my mind, sex, sex, sex, sex!

I could not help but think about that night at the drive-in, wow, it was something. The more I thought about it, the more excited I got. My penis knew it too, because it was hard as stone. I put my hand inside my underwear and the feelings of pleasure were so strong I almost had a climax. But then I started thinking about Lennie and what she wanted to talk about. I thought to myself, “well at least the first time was good, lets see where things go from here.”

I reached over turned out the light and tried to relax. I must have been a lot more tired than I thought because I went right to sleep. I slept like a rock, I don’t think I moved all night long. The next thing I knew the alarm was going off and it was time to get a new day going.

The morning routine was a breeze, nothing seemed to bother me. Everything just seemed to go like clock work. The chores seemed to calm me down and I got everything done in record time and hurried back to the house to get ready for school.

I got my clothes changed and hurried out to meet Lennie for the long walk out to the road to catch the bus. On the walk out to the road Lennie said, “So we going to try to get away for a couple hours tonight?”

I said, “Sure, what we going to tell the folks?”

She said, “We can tell them we have been invited over to Lauren’s house.”

I said, “What happens if they call over there?”

She said, “Well, let me talk to Lauren today, we can really go over there if you want to. Lauren has been asking me to get you to call her, why don’t we go over and see her?”

I laughed and said, “Sounds good to me.”

Lennie laughed a kind of funny way and said, “Well it will be good for me too!”

I must of looked curious at what she said, because she laughed again and said, “I’ll tell you more tonight.”

The bus was already coming up the road, so I did not press her for any details.

We made it to school, but it was a much longer day than I remember day’s at school being. I guess it was all the stuff concerning Lennie on my mind. I never see Lennie at school, our classes are far apart and we take different hallways to get to them, so I did not see her until time to catch the bus home.

When we got off the bus at home, on the walk from the road to the house Lennie said, “OK, Lauren has invited us over to their house but we sort of got a problem.”

I said, “What’s up?”

Lennie said, “The problem is her brother, Graham, he will be there and Lauren is concerned about what he will say to you.”

I kind of looked at Lennie in a curious way and she said, “OK, I will tell you part of what I was going to tell you later tonight. Lauren and I have been friends since 5th grade, remember she and I were in Mrs. Lawson’s class together? We been best friends ever since.”

I said, “Sure I remember all that.”

She said, “Well we have been a lot more than just friends.”

I did not understand what she was saying, at least not at first, and she must have realized it, because she said, “We have been doing it, you know.”

I was shocked for a second, then said, “You mean, having sex?”

She laughed and said, “Yes, God . . . do I have to draw you a picture.”

“Lennie, I am not all that experienced, you know that. I have never had a girlfriend and I have never done it with anyone, but . . . you.”

She laughed at that and said, “OK, I guess I can understand that.”

She continued, saying, “Remember how I used to go over to her house and spend the night? Anyway, when we were 7th graders, we were playing with her dolls and she and I just wanted to look at each other, our bodies, you know and we did. Pretty soon we were playing a lot more with each other than with the dolls. It was not having sex to us, at least it was not to us. We just wanted to know about each other and ourselves. I would look at her and describe things for her and she would look at me and describe things. Just learning about ourselves.”

I said, “OK, I can understand that, heck I been a little curious about myself too.”

She laughed at that and then continued, “One day at Lauren’s we got caught. Her brother, Graham, came into the room, we had our panties off, but we both still had our dresses on. Anyway, he caught us looking at each other.”

I interrupted her and asked, “Lennie, did he do anything to you?”

She laughed and said, “No way, he scared me pretty bad, threatened to tell Lauren’s mom, but he did not do anything to me.”

With that Lennie got real quite and she had a really concerned look on her face.

I did not think she was going to say anything more, but then she said, “But he did it to Lauren.”

I completely stopped walking when she said that and I must of looked real concerned, because Lennie stopped and looked at me and said, “Don’t worry about it, it only happened once and then we figured out how to keep it from happening again.”

We were standing on the road leading up to the house, Lennie looked at me, I must have still looked worried because she said, “I will tell you the whole story when we go over to Lauren’s but we got to get out of here before I can.”

I said, “OK, lets get to the house, we can tell mom we’re going over there for awhile.”

When we got to the house, Lennie went right up and told Mom that we had been invited over to Lauren’s and asked if was ok that she and I would go over there for a little while.

Mom said it was Ok but that I needed to check with dad and let him know so that he could do the extra stuff that I normally did. I was standing there and said, “I’ll run out and tell him” Mom said, “Fine”

Lennie looked at me and said, “I am going to put on my jeans, I’ll be ready when you are.”

I just shook my head and hurried out of the house to find dad. I found him in the big implement shed, he was working on one of the tractors. He said, “Glad your home, need some help.” I said, “Hey, I did great on the test today, no final for me.” He laughed and said, “Yeah, well I knew you’d do great, but that is good that you don’t have to take the final. Hand me that wrench, will ya?”

I grabbed the tool he wanted and gave it to him. I then said, “Dad . . . Lennie and I have been invited over to Lauren’s, Mom said we could go if I could get you to do my work tonight.”

He smiled and said, “Sure, I can do it.”

He looked at me real serious and said, “Be a gentleman, I like Lauren, she is a fine young lady.” He had that twinkle in his eye that said he understood a lot more than I was telling him.

I was kind of embarrassed by his statement and he laughed and said, “Heck, I think it is about time you got a girlfriend and Lauren is quite a catch.”

I laughed and said, “I don’t think it is that.”

He laughed and said, “Yeah, we’ll see about that. I was slow to get the message about girls too you know. Your Aunt Steph, she had to work me over real hard to get me to ask your mom out.”

I was real uncomfortable with what he was telling me and he could see it and kind of chuckled.

I wanted to get out of there as fast as I could and quickly said, “I guess I better go” and turned to leave.

He said, “Hey, take the car, I will need the pickup to haul the feed in.”

I said, “Thanks Dad, see ya after while.”

As I walked away, he said, “You call us if you are going to be late!”

I said, “Sure thing, but we will probably be back pretty soon.”

He laughed and said, “I bet your not home as soon as you think!”

I laughed and headed back to the house.

When I got inside, Lennie was ready to go. I looked at her and said, “Let me change into my jeans too, won’t take but a second.” She said, “OK, I’ll be here.”

I hurried, in record time I had my clothes changed. When I got back to Lennie I said, “Dad wants us to take the car, I’ll get the keys.”

I stopped in the kitchen and told mom we were taking the car, she said, “Good, you two have a nice time and have a burger in town, I will not cook for you tonight.”

I said, “Good idea, Dad said for us to call if we were going to be late.”

Mom said, “Fine, just be careful on the highway.”

Lennie and I hurried out of the house to the shed where we parked all the farm vehicles. Dad kept the car in the shed too. When we got inside the shed, Lennie said, “Look out the door, can you see anyone?”

I said, “No, what the heck do I need to see if anyone is out there for?”

She said, “I need to get something out of the truck, I thought we were taking it, so I put some stuff in it.”

I said, “What the heck did you put in there?”

She laughed and said, “Don’t worry, you’ll like it, now go see if anyone is outside.”

I looked out the door, not a person in sight and I told Lennie that.

She hurried around to the passenger side of the truck and got her gym bag out of behind the seat.

I was worried that she had put stuff in the truck and said, “Lennie what would have happened if Dad had found that?”

She giggled and said, “Stop worrying, I put a bunch of stuff in the bag that Dad would never look at, clean undies, things like that. He never looks in my bag, he knows girls keep things that men are not supposed to meddle in.”

I said, “Well I guess I am just really over cautious about this whole thing, maybe I need to lighten up a little.”

She laughed at me.

The family car is a big old land yacht of a station wagon. It is a pretty old car but we don’t drive it much, most of what we do requires the trucks and the old car is in great shape. It still looks new and drives like it too. Lennie threw her bag into the back seat as I climbed under the wheel.

As we pulled out of the shed, Lennie said, “We are not supposed to be at Lauren’s for an hour. I need to talk to you and you need to be able to listen, so we need to go somewhere where we can be in private. Got any ideas?”

I said, “We could go get a burger?”

She said, “I think we need to be more private than that.”

I was thinking where we might go, when Lennie said, “Can we go over to the lease place, you know there is a barn over there where we could put the car inside?”

I thought about it for a second. The lease place is some farm land that Dad leases from an old lay in town. Her husband died a long time ago and rather than sell the place she leases it out. She gets a few extra dollars, above the taxes and Dad always talks about maybe trying to buy the place one of these days. He has hinted that I might want to buy it and build me a place, but I keep him from getting to aggressive about buying by telling him I ain’t sure I want to farm, even though I know that I do. Right now there was nothing over there but a big field of cotton and an empty barn. I said, “It would be ok, unless Dad decides to come over there for some reason.”

Lennie said, “Well do you think he might come over there?”

I said, “Heck, I don’t know, he might, but there is no real reason for him to come over there.”

Lennie said, “Well let’s go over there then.”

The lease place was only a few minutes drive away and it did not take us long to get there. When we got there Lennie hopped out of the car and opened the big door on the barn and I pulled the car inside. The old barn is in pretty good shape, we use it to store hay for the winter, but most of it was empty right now. As she closed the door, it got dark as midnight in the barn. For a second I did not think she would be able to find the car, but I heard her yell, “Open the car door, the dome light will come on.”

I felt kind of stupid not thinking of that and opened the door. She was back in the car in a flash. After she got in she said, “Close the door, the light from the radio is enough to see by.”

I got the feeling that she had done this before and said, “You act like you’ve done this before!”

She laughed and said, “Just part of the story.”

I said, “Oh, guess there is a lot I don’t know.”

She said, “Yes, there is a lot I need to tell you” and with that she gave a huge sigh, like she was relieved to be there and leaned back into the seat.

I sat still for a second, wondering what I had let myself in for, wondering what she would say next, my mind was running a mile a minute.

The silence in the car was pretty nerve racking, finally I reached over and turned the radio up enough to hear it. Then I kind of slid down in the seat and threw my head back against the head rest. I also gave a huge sigh and then said, “Well here we are, so what is on your mind?”

Lennie said, “Rickie I don’t really want to talk right now, but I do need a smoke.”

I looked at her and said, “I didn’t know you smoked? I don’t think Mom or Dad would approve of your smoking cigarettes!”

She laughed at that and said, “I don’t smoke cigarettes, I smoke grass, you know marijuana.”

I was really shocked at that and said, “Well, I ab- solutely know that they would not approve of that, you crazy or something?”

She laughed at me and said, “Just more of the story, but I need some right now, or I’ll never get the courage to tell the whole thing.”

I said, “Lennie I don’t have any grass, I have never had any grass and I don’t know where there is any grass!”

She said, “I know where there is some, but I will not smoke any unless you say it is ok with you.”

For a second I thought about just telling her that we needed to go home, but then I realized that if I took her home that I would never hear what she had to say and I felt like I needed to listen to my little sister.

I said, “Lennie, if you want to smoke, I guess it is ok with me.”

She got really happy then and said, “Oh, Rickie, I just knew that I could be myself with you. She started to open the car door and the light just about blinded me.

I said, “Lennie where the heck you going?”

She said, “I’ll be right back, I need to get out for a second.” Then almost like she was having second thoughts she said, “Rickie, I will not smoke it if you don’t want me to.”

I looked at her with tenderness and said, “Lennie, if you think the grass will help you, then go ahead.”

Again I could tell that what I said made her feel better and she continued to get out of the car. She looked back inside at me and said, “You have to get out of the car, I can not smoke in the car, Dad would know.”

I said, “Ok” and opened the door and climbed out. It was warm in the old barn and dark as night. Lennie left the front door on her side open and then opened the back door. She said, “Let me get my bag out, I got a flash light in it.”

She got the bag and after a second of rummaging around brought out a small flash light and turned it on. She then closed the car doors on her side and said, “Close the your door, we don’t need the lights any more.”

I watched her as she walked around the front of the car, and then at an angle across the nearly empty barn. The yellow halo of the light was illuminating only a circle on the ground. I heard her kind of whisper, “Follow me, there is a place over here where we can set down. Be careful, there are a bunch of old boards that will trip you.”

I followed her. She went all the way across the barn to an old feed bin that we had never used. She lifted the lid on the bin and moved a couple of old feed sacks to the side and hauled out what looked like a sleeping bag all rolled up. She then reached back into the bin and brought out a big battery powered lantern, one of those that people take on camping trips.

I said, “Everything we need, wow, you know how to set up things up right.”

She laughed and said, “Welcome to Lennie and Lauren’s hide out. Just follow me big brother!”

She then turned and walked away, I followed along behind her, stumbling over a board here and there. She said, “I know all the obstacles, you will learn them after a few times out here.”

I did not say anything, just followed along. We went almost all the way across the barn, me stumbling along behind and she giggling whenever I made a lot of noise or caught myself to keep from falling down.

Once we got to the other side she said, “I am going to turn on the lantern, it is pretty bright when I do.”

I heard the click of the switch and the whole side of the barn was suddenly bright. She was standing next to the door of the old tack room in the corner of the barn, again an area that I had never been in. The room was small and did not take up much space so dad had left it standing, even though once I had heard him say that he was thinking about tearing it out, “give us more room for hay,” he’d said.

I asked Lennie, “Why the heck didn’t you turn that on over there?” I pointed back at the feed bin.

She said, “Well, we have to be careful and the light can be seen from outside. I know. Once when Lauren got here before me, I could see the light shining through the cracks in the barn. We used to just stay out here in the big barn but the light through the cracks scared us. That is why we moved in here.”

She then opened the tack room door. She went in, I was right behind her. Once we were both inside she closed the door.

I scanned the room, they had made them a real cozy little corner out of the place. There was a couple of chairs and small table in the corner, an ice chest, a small coffee table in the center of the room, even the old cot had a clean cover over it. I looked around the place and said, “Nice, you got a pretty nice hide out here.”

She laughed and said, “Well, I cleaned it up a little the other day. I thought I would bring you here and wanted to have a good place to set and talk, or what- ever.” She giggled when she said that.

She kind slid past me and hung the lantern from a long wire hanging from the ceiling. With the lantern up high, the whole place was lighted well enough to see, not real bright, but kind of a nice easy light.

She looked back at me and said, “Isn’t this a nice place?”

I said, “Lennie we can not stay long, Mom might call over to Lauren’s and find out we are not there.”

Lennie said, “Don’t worry about that, Lauren’s brother will answer the phone, he is supposed to tell anyone that calls that we have gone to get a coke or something.”

I was still worried and said, “But what about Lauren’s parents, won’t they know?”

She said, “Little worrier aren’t you! No, they are working, remember both of her parents work the night shift. Relax, nothing to worry about, honest.”

I said, “Ok, guess I am just up tight about this whole thing.”

She said, “I used to worry a lot about things too, but believe me, it will be OK. Go over there and get us a coke out of the ice chest, it will be hot, but we can still drink it.

I walked across the room, which really wasn’t that small once you got inside and began to get into the ice chest.

Lennie walked over to the cot and put the rolled up sleeping bag on it and began to open it up. She said, “Now for a nice little treat for me.” It did not take her but a second and she had all the stuff out and was busy stuffing loose grass into a small corn cob pipe.

I watched her and laughed saying, “Something new every- day, my sister smokes a pipe.”

She laughed too and said, “We never could get this stuff to stay in a rolled up piece of paper, so we got a pipe at the drug store and it works great, even better than a joint.”

I watched Lennie as she continued to work on the pipe, eventually getting it ready and putting it in her mouth. With a small disposable lighter, she got the pipe to going taking a huge inhales of the smoke into her lungs. She held her breath for a few seconds and then let the smoke escape into the room.

I could see the stress drain from her as the grass started working on her. She sat down on the cot and leaned back against the wall, a dreamy kind of expres- sion on her face. She sucked on the pipe several more times, each time holding the smoke in her lungs for as long as she could hold her breath.

I moved over to one of the chairs at the little table and sat quite as a mouse in the corner, watching my little sister get high. Wondering what it would be like to do the same thing, but just a little bit afraid of what it all meant.

She opened her eyes and smiled at me. I smiled back at her. She did not say a word and I wondered what was going through her mind.

I sat there as long as I could, it seemed to me that there was just way too much happening for me to be able to handle it all.

Finally I said, “Do you think you can talk now?”

She said, “I don’t think I want to talk right now, I think I would rather do what we have both been thinking about.”

I looked at her and said, “Lennie, I don’t know, maybe we should not do this thing.”

She looked kind of hurt for a second and then said, “I think you need a couple of hits off this pipe.”

I said, “I don’t know about that either, I don’t think it is a good idea for us both to get stoned.”

She laughed and said, “Rickie, it is not as bad as you have been told, honest. A couple of hits, you feel good, a couple more hits you feel great, a couple more hits and your ready for anything. I think you should try it” with that she leaned forward and handed me the pipe.

I just sat there looking at it. It felt real heavy in my hand, almost like it was made out of lead or something.

I guess she could see the hesitation on my face because she said, “Go on, it won’t hurt you, try it.”

So I did, I put the pipe to my mouth and sucked in a little smoke. I coughed a little but not bad. I puffed a couple more times and for the life of me I didn’t think I felt a thing.

Lennie watched me and said, “Give it back to me, I need another hit.”

I handed the pipe back to her and she sucked in another huge breath through the pipe. She held her breath until she was almost red in the face.

For some reason, her red face just seemed very funny and I started laughing.

She said, “Ah see, it does feel good doesn’t it.”

That was when I realized that she was right. I felt really good, a nice warm feeling spreading through me, from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet, I could felt the most relaxing feeling in the world. Suddenly I wanted to talk real bad and said, “Wow, that feels great!”

She laughed and said, “See your little sister ain’t so dumb.”

Looking at her I said, “Lennie, I never thought you were dumb. I love you a lot and would never think that about you. I like to be around you, you’re a lot of fun.”

She smiled back at me and said, “I love you to Rickie, even more than I ever thought that I could, but it is not the kind of love that I ever thought that I would have with my brother!” and she started laughing.

I could not help myself and I started laughing to. We laughed for what really did not seem like very long, but then I noticed that she was just looking at me, with kind of a serious look on her face.

I said, “Hey, what’s wrong?”

She said, “The first time you smoke, it is . . . well kind of new and you don’t realize how it affects you. You’ll understand one of these days.”

I didn’t know what to say to that, so I just mumbled an OK and looked at her.

She said, “Well, dear brother, we are setting here wasting time. You want to play house with little sister?”

I just sat there looking at her, at least for a second. Lennie, however, seemed to know exactly what to do.

She slowly reached out her hand and I took hold of it.

She kind of guided me over toward, I stood up and slowly moved across the little room, her with a steady pull guiding me. I did not resist her, even though I felt that maybe I should. Her hand felt so warm and soft and the strength of her seemed to flow into me. I then realized that I could not have resisted her if I wanted to.

As I got closer to where she was setting she kind of swing her legs around and laid full length on the small cot.

I stood next to the cot and looked down at her. She still held my hand and pulled me with the same steady pressure as before. As I watched her she gave me one of her heart breaking smiles and I just kind of melted onto the cot next to her.

The cot was pretty small, but neither of us being very big people there was plenty of room for me to lay beside her, but we had to get real close. I could feel her body trembling next to me, and she could feel me trembling too.

She looked me in the eyes and said, “Rickie, I’ve been dreaming about this since that first night, it was all I could do to stay away from your room at night after mom and dad go to bed. I laid awake at night thinking about you and what we did and I wanted to do it so bad. Do it to me again, I want it so bad.”

I never broke eye contact with her and said, “Lennie, we can not do it again, you remember how worried you were before, I mean about getting pregnant, well, we would have the same problem again, I didn’t bring any thing to protect you.”

She smiled and said, “Well, if that is all that is stopping us, then we don’t have anything to worry about now. During the week of my period . . . I went to the clinic over at the college and got birth control pills. I have been taking them for two weeks now. The doctor over there, she told me that after two or three days I would be safe.”

I was curious how she had gotten in the clinic, but I did not want to take the time to ask how she managed it, so I just stored that one away to ask another time.

She was still holding my hand, and again must of realized that I was still kind of unsure about the whole situation. She saw the confusion on my face and with- out a seconds hesitation she took my hand and put it between her legs and said, “Rickie, feel me, I am soaking wet, I need you bad, please do me, please!”

I could feel the heat of her coming through the jeans she had on and the crotch of the jeans was wet to my touch.

I needed her too, my prick was as hard as stone and she could feel me as I pressed up against her side.

I said in a hoarse whisper, “We can not do it with our clothes on, let me take off my pants.”

She watched me as I stood back up beside the cot, as soon as I was off the bed she began to pull her clothing off too.

We both just threw our clothing on to the floor. I turned my back and as I was dropping articles of my clothing, hers were matching mine. First my shirt, and Lennie’s was right on top of it. Then my shoes and I heard hers hitting the floor as mine did. Then her bra was on the floor. Before I could get my pants off, hers flew on to the floor in front of me. I tossed my pants on the floor on top of hers.

I was standing in my underwear when I turned back around to look at her. God, she was beautiful, she still had her panties on, but there was a huge wet area going all the way up the front of them.

She had her hands over her breasts, but they were not trying to hide her nakedness, she was twisting her nipples between the thumb and finger of each hand. A deep red flush had crept up her chest, rising upward toward her face.

I had not seen the flush before, the first time we played at the drive-in it was to dark, but here in the tack room the flush was clearly visible. I watched her as she continued to stroke her breasts. She was moaning softly and with each tweak of her nipples she rolled her hips forward, just like the night at the moves when my hand was between her legs.

I sat down on the cot beside her and leaned over and kissed her, her arms flew up around my neck and she kissed me back. Without breaking the kiss, I moved my legs around and laid down beside her on the cot again.

I put my arms under her back and lifted her upward, pressing her into me real hard. She held me just as tightly as I held her. Our mouths pressed together so hard it almost hurt. The hunger for her was burning through me like a hot poker.

We continued to kiss like that for a long time. My tongue seemed to know what to do and sought her lips and mouth. She responded by French kissing me back, our tongues entangled in a battle of passion.

I allowed my arms to loosen just a little and pulled one hand from behind her and placed it on her breast. It was so soft and seemed to be huge under my hand, even though Lennie does not have huge breasts. I could feel the nipple as it hardened under my hand, the wrinkled skin feeling very rough to my hand.

Things began to happen really fast then. I rolled up on top of her and she spread her legs to let me between them.

I pressed hard into her and she moaned deeply at the pressure on her abdomen. My cock was pressing directly into her and she was rolling her hips back and forth against me. I could feel her passion rising higher and higher.

We continued pushing harder and harder into each other and I felt my orgasm approaching too.

Lennie suddenly stopped moving against me. I opened my eyes and looked at her.

She looked back at me and said, “Rickie, I want to really do it with you. I want to feel you inside of me, I want to cum with you inside of me.”

I looked at her for a second and said, “Lennie, we can not do that, you’re a virgin and I don’t want to do that to you. I don’t want to hurt you!”

She laughed and said, “Rickie, I am not a virgin, I just have never made love to a guy. I can take you inside of me, it won’t hurt me, I promise.”

I had more questions, but I could see that now was not the time to ask.

Lennie reached down between us and began to push my underwear down. I raised up a little and she pushed my underwear about half way off and then I helped by pushing them down and tossing them onto the floor.

I said, “You still got yours on, let me move and we can take them off.”

She said, “OK, just move back a little.”

I raised up into a kneeling position and she pulled her legs up in front of me and wiggled her panties out from under her and then pulled one leg and then the other out of her panties and tossed them away.

She grabbed me around the neck and pulled me back down on top of her. My cock was against her pubic mound and I could feel how wet she was. I tried to move back enough to get it into her, but it just kept slipping up over her. never going in. I did that three or four times and she tried to help me too, but it just would not go in.

She said, “Let me help, raise yourself up just a little.”

She put one hand down between us and guided me to her. She moved my penis up and down over her a couple of times, getting me situated just right and then she said, “Ok, Rickie, push into me just a little.”

I pressed forward just as she asked. A slow steady pressure, the feelings from the head of my cock of pure pleasure, unbelievable feelings, unlike anything I had ever experienced before pulsed through me, coming in wave after wave.

Lennie moaned deep inside of her, her breath coming in short, fast gulps. She moaned, “God, oh God, it feels so good, I never expected it to feel like this.”

I pushed in a little deeper, and suddenly the pleasure changed, almost feeling like thousands of tiny pin pricks on the head of my cock. Lennie must of felt the same thing because she kind of flinched against me, I looked at her face and her eyes were open wide, and she had a scared kind of look on her face.

I instantly pulled back out of her, she grabbed me and said, “No, don’t stop, I need you inside of me.

I muttered, “Lennie, it hurt for a second. I could feel it hurt you too!”

She said, “Your bigger than what I am used to, just put it in, it won’t hurt but for a second more. You’ll see.”

So I pushed back in to her, she felt a lot wetter this time and the feelings on the head of my cock were just the same as before, so wonderful that I could hardly believe it. Then it started feeling like pins and needles again. This time I stopped and just held steady.

I could feel the muscles inside of Lennie squeeze me. A hard squeeze and then relax, hard squeeze and relax, over and over, it was such a shock to realize that she was doing it. I said, “Lennie I can feel you as your body squeeze down on me.”

She did not hear me, or something, just kept moaning and slowly moving her hips in jerky little spasms.

I just held real still, wondering if the feelings from my cock could get any better. There was a deep feeling of intense pressure building inside of me, I knew that if we stayed like this for very much longer that I was going to cum and I did not want to cum.

The pin prickly feeling on the head of my cock was still there, but only right around the very head. It felt like to me that Lennie’s whole body was opening up for me, waiting for me to get inside and I wanted to get inside of her, to put as much of me inside of her as I could.

I looked at her face again, she was in an unbelievable state. Her eyes were closed tightly, jaw slack and the flush that I noticed before was a motley red all over her cheeks, even up to her forehead. There was a light film of perspiration all over her and little beads collected on her upper lip in the fine blonde hair. For a second I almost felt like laughing, but I stopped myself.

The feeling of pressure seemed to let up when I took my mind off my penis and I felt a relieved that I was not about to cum. I continued to watch Lennie and her face change. I was amazed at the intensity of what she had to be feeling. She had to be experiencing something even better than me. With each spasm of her body, her face changed, sometimes there was a look of deep concentration, sometimes a totally foreign, almost scary expression of hardness and commitment to what she was doing.

I was still holding steady pressure into her, but suddenly, I guess from all the steady pushing of my hips I had kind of a spasm in my back and my hips thrust forward. I felt my cock kind of bend in the middle, as hard as I was, and I was harder than I had ever been, my cock still kind of kinked up. With the sudden thrust Lennie’s eyes flew open and for a second I thought that I had hurt her, she gave out a huge breath and made all kinds of deep sounds in her body. A deep guttural almost gurgling sound that I never expected, and her mouth began to shake, rapidly opening and closing. I clearly saw that what she was experiencing was not pain, but intense pleasure, mind numbing pleasure.

As the spasm in my back subsided, I relaxed for a second, but kept a constant pressure into her. She stopped the gurgling noise, but was now making little whimper sounds almost like a cat.

I watched her and with a sudden thrust rolled my hips into her again, this time under my control. I felt her stiffen again and make the deep sounds again. I watched her face again and again her jaw started to flutter just like before.

I saw that what ever was happening to her she liked it, so I did it again a little harder this time.

This time the sound was louder than before and from deeper inside of her. I thrust into her and held with pressure and I felt the pin prickly feelings on my cock again, but this time it was not on the head but behind the head on the shaft of my cock.

I held there for a second and then kind of pulled back until the prickly feeling was on the head again, then thrust into her again. Again the deep moans from her and the feelings on my cock were so great that I could feel the cum boiling up. I stopped and held right there, I was afraid to move, I could feel the hot cum as it moved through my cock, I could feel it as it moved through the head, but I did not cum. I held steady real hard and tried to relax my back some, that seemed to relieve the desire to ejaculate too.

I did not think Lennie could get much wetter, but when my cum flowed into her it was like her whole body suddenly became liquid fire. I could not control the thrusts of my pelvis and I thrust into her with more force than ever.

This time there were no prickly feelings at all. My cock flowed into her and I could feel the bone at the base of my cock suddenly hit against the bone in her body too. The feelings that shot through me were almost beyond my control.

I felt her pubic hair against the base of my cock and it was a magical feeling, so wonderfully good. I was as deep inside of Lennie as I could get and I loved the feelings, my whole body tingled from the bottom of my feet to the top of my head.

I knew then what fucking meant and I realized then and there that I would do this again, and again, and again. Anytime I had the chance I would fuck Lennie, as often as she would let me. I gave up ever being able to tell her no.

I felt her body as she moved it against the bone in my hips and could tell that she was getting closer and closer to her own orgasm. She was moaning louder than ever and when I looked at her this time the saliva was flowing out of her mouth, she was almost foaming at the mouth and I almost laughed again, but I stopped again, just in time.

I felt her cunt squeezing my cock in harder and harder grasps, her butt shaking like crazy.

I pulled back out of her again, just to the point that I felt her cunt grip the head of my cock and I thrust back in. Again the bones came together with a little pain and this time Lennie said, “Fuck me, fuck me harder.”

I held my penis deep inside and thrust my hips forward, bone to bone again. She said, “Fuck me, fuck me” and breathed in huge gulps of air.

She was getting closer and closer to cumming, but I did not want her to cum either, so I pulled the front of my body away from her, just enough so that there was no more bone to bone contact.

The wetness was still there and I could feel the super slick feeling of her. I thrust back in, but did not bang in to her, just a quick jabbing with my hips. That felt good too, but I could see that it did not have the same affect on Lennie. It felt especially good to the head of my cock, but not the ball wrenching feeling in my testicles.

I was learning how to fuck, each stroke was a learning experience and I knew that I had control of when I ejaculated and when Lennie would cum too. I decided to try some steady in and out action.

So I started stroking in and out with little thrusts, a whole new set of sensations flowed up my body. I picked up the speed of my thrust and again different feelings. A steady tingle seemed to be centered right on the head of my cock and there was tightness of my balls again. I kept up the steady rhythm for a little while longer, feelings building higher and higher. I still had control but if I kept it up much longer then I would ejaculate. So I slowed down just a little.

Lennie was learning too, because her hips seemed to pick up the rhythm of my thrusts and we suddenly seemed to be in time, pleasure for pleasure.

I felt the control slipping from me to her as she thrust up into me. So I stopped thrusting completely, but now she seemed to pick up where I left off and her hips kept rising and falling, pushing her cunt on to my cock, into her then out, just a little more and I would cum. I held steady and she fucked me.

Up to this point I had been laying with all my body pressing down on top of Lennie. I realized that she was having a hard time breathing with me laying with all my weight on top of her, so I slowly raised up on my arms, getting my chest off her. Also she had been laying with her legs flat on the bed, as I raised up it just seemed natural that she should pull her knees up and then lay them out to the side.

Her breathing seemed to be a lot easier now and the gasping seemed to let up. With her laying like that the only part of either of us touching the other was my cock inside of her.

I thrust my hips forward, hard again. I felt my cock go deeper than ever and she suddenly flinched and a look of pain flashed across her face. I felt a hard button hit the end of my cock and it hurt. She said, “To deep, not so deep, it hurts when you go that deep.” More new feelings were flowing through me. The pain had actually caused my balls to tighten again.

It was like my body did not hear what Lennie had just said, because on my next thrust I felt the hard button again, again Lennie flopped away from me and said, “Ah, not so deep, it hurts.”

I said, “OK, but I can not keep from pushing in like that.”

She said, “It hurts and makes me not feel as good, be careful, you’ll make me bleed.”

I was worried by that and she saw it on my face, she said, “I can help keep you from going so deep” and I felt her put her legs back down to the side, but this time she put her feet over my legs at my knees. She said, “There, I can move away from you just a little bit when you push in to me.”

I guess the pain had brought her back just a little too because she was not nearly so out of it as before. She said, “I am going to cum next time, OK?”

I said, “Me too, but I don’t want to cum without you.”

She said, “Don’t worry, I will cum when you do.”

This time I knew there would be no holding back, I didn’t want to hold back anymore anyway.

I rocked forward into Lennie and felt her met me, and with one stroke we were back in perfect rhythm.

I stroked deep and hard, with her legs around mine we had an easier time of staying together, me thrusting into her and she meeting me.

I pushed my body further down between Lennie’s legs and I could feel her pubic hair and bone against me again. We did not waste anytime getting to the peak.

I felt her begin to cum, the muscles of her cunt began a kind of rapid grasping motions and then she was there.

What I was not ready for was the sounds she made and what she said.

She started by saying, “Fuck me” over and over. “Fuck me! Fuck me!, I am going to cum , fuck me!”

When her orgasm began she started almost yelling those words, and a few more included. She said, “Fuck me goddamn, fuck me, come on you son-of-a-bitch fuck me”. I was shocked at first and realized then that she was not even aware of what she was saying. Her head was thrown back and she was just saying what ever came into her mind.

I did what she asked and fucked her, harder and harder, I drove my self into her.

The pain of my pubic bone hitting hers was intense, but the feelings in me were building to a level I thought I could never experience.

Suddenly I was cumming too. I felt my balls tighten up against my body and the sperm flowing through my cock. I felt the spurts of it, one deep muscle contraction after another, each ejecting a stream of hot cum into Lennie.

She felt it too, she started having a second orgasm, even more intense than the first one and she was moaning and thrashing into me harder than ever.

She was not talking, at least not words that I could understand, just shuddering and whipping her pelvis into me and the sounds were nothing but pure sexual. Deep moans and gasping of breathe.

The whole process seemed to go on and on, but it could have only lasted a few minutes. For me it was over in about 30 seconds but Lennie’s lasted a lot longer and I watched her as she came.

Finally she started slowing down and stopped. I kept my cock buried in her and slowly lowered my self down on top of her. She hardly moved a muscle. I could feel her as she relaxed and her heart was beating real fast and hard. I could feel her heart beat in my stomach, it was like we were part of each other.

We laid like that for a long time, I don’t know how long, but long enough that I realized that my butt was cold.

I began to rise up on my arms again, but Lennie threw her arms around me and said, “No don’t get up, lets lay here for a little while longer.”

I dropped back down on her and held her to me. I said, “Lennie we got to get out of here, we still got to get over to Lauren’s.”

She said, “I know, but you feel so good, I don’t want to stop now.”

I said, “Lennie, we ain’t got a choice, we need to go, we can do this again.”

She said, “You promise me that?”

I laughed and said, “You bet your ass I promise.”

She giggled at that and said, “OK, lets get dressed.”

I got up off the cot and started sorting my clothes out from hers. She saw what I was doing and said, “I got to pee, you get things separated, I’ll be right back.”

She went out the door of the tack room.

I stood in the middle of the little tack room, which was again just a little room in the corner of the barn and thought about when we could do this again and as far as I was concerned, the sooner the better.

I’ll Do Whatever You Want

“I’ll do whatever you want, professor.’

“Then turn around,’ I said.

She did as she was told, turning completely around and facing the door of my hotel room. I paused briefly to take in the entire package, starting at her sexy black heels, her toned calves and thighs, the short black dress that clung to her firm butt and hips.

I put my hands on her hips and leaned in toward her neck. She smelled wonderful. I kissed her on the neck and she let out a soft moan.

“Bend over,’ I said. I’ll do whatever you want

She again did as she was told and bent over, placing her hands on the bed. She was flexible; the results of having spent much of the last year in the gym, working on this perfect body. She was practically built for sex: toned but not too muscular, petite but not too skinny.

Her dress was short enough that as she bent over, her panties were almost visible. I reached up on her dress and pushed them to the side. She let out another gasp as I brushed gently against her pussy.

“Oh professor,’ She said.

“I didn’t tell you you could talk.’ I responded.

She said nothing. I reached up and pulled her panties down to her ankles. The sight was almost too much. My hottest student, bent over my hotel room bed with her panties around her ankles. I slowly unzipped my fly and released my semi-hard cock. I teased her with it, rubbing it up and down against the backs of her thighs and up against her pussy. I could feel her wetness dripping down her inner-thighs.

“Do you want it?’ I asked.

“Yes, professor. So much.’ She responded.

“Where do you want it?’

“In my pussy, professor. I want to feel your cock in my pussy.’ She said.

“Not yet. Turn around and get on your knees.’

She did as she was told. I’ll do whatever you want

I won’t say this is common at these conferences… but it’s not uncommon either. I practically went to these things in order to hook up some young, tight, ambitious, and willing students. Usually they weren’t my students, though. Too risky. I don’t need students coming back to campus and telling stories about how we hooked up at a conference. Lucy was different, though. She was worth the risk.

Usually, things went down like this. I would spend the early part of the first day scoping out the talent. It was easy. They were dressed up so you saw them at their best. Plus, you had an ice-breaker since they were presenting their research and they were expecting questions and comments from people. The best part, though, is that they were craving attention from faculty. They wanted us to come talk to them and there was some idol worship going on. Most of them wanted jobs like ours at some point in their lives so they couldn’t help but be enamored with us.

After I had made some decisions on possible targets, I would go to the evening social hour. By then, they had usually loosened up and were ready for some fun. I’d just find my targets, flirt a little bit, see who was receptive, and then mention that I was going to be at a bar around the corner that night if they wanted to come by for drinks.

It was a numbers game. I would start with 50 possibilities and it would narrow as the day progressed to a few interested, enamored, and slightly drunk options by the end of the night. A few drinks later and I could always find one of them who was ready to go back to my room with me.

Lucy, though, was my greatest conquest. She was such a hottie… and she looked especially good tonight. Like I said, I usually stayed away from my own students at these things… but not tonight. Tonight I was going to spend the night in bed with this hot little thing.

When she showed up at the bar, along with a few friends, I was immediately thankful she hadn’t changed clothes. I love what they all wear to these things but some of them change back into comfortable clothes at the end of the night. Not Lucy. She stayed in her mostly professional but a little too short black dress and heels.

She smiled when she saw me and walked over. I offered to buy her a drink for her hard work and she said, “Sure, but I should probably stop at one or two. I get a little crazy when I’ve had too many.’

She smiled coyly as she said it and I knew things were headed the right direction.

As the night went on, I tried to find the balance of giving her attention but not too much. I wanted her to know I was interested but didn’t want to broadcast it to the million other students who were there. Like I said, I didn’t need a bunch of stories floating around when I got back to campus.

A few drinks later and she was indeed getting a little crazy… and probably spilling a little bit too much personal information. The subject turned to dating and sex at one point and she blurted out, “I haven’t been with anyone in a while.’

She immediately looked like she regretted it. “I’m sorry,’ she said, “I can’t believe I said that.’

“It’s ok. We’re adults.’ I responded. I’ll do whatever you want

“In that case,’ she said, “I’ve got to tell you. I could really use a man right now. I’ve been so stressed with school and a night to relax would be really great.’

“What would that night look like?’ I asked.

“I want a night of being controlled and dominated.’ She said. “Nothing weird. No whips. No spankings. Just a night of some gorgeous guy telling me what to do, taking control of me… and fucking me hard all night long.’

I was shocked. Speechless. I thought there was a shot but had no idea this was where things were going.

“Tell me your room number,’ she said. “I’ll meet you there in one hour. I’m going to go freshen up.’

“2118′ I stammered out.

She pounded the rest of her drink, whispered goodbye, and started to walk away.

“Lucy,’ I called and when she turned back to me, I whispered, “Don’t change clothes. I want you like this.’

“Taking control already,’ she replied. “This is gonna be fun.’

And that’s how we got here. An hour later, I answered the door of my hotel room, and she walked in without saying a word. I offered her a drink, she took it, looked me in the eye, and promised me she would do whatever I wanted.

So far, she hadn’t disappointed.

“Worship that cock, baby.’ I said. “I want a feel that pretty little mouth wrapped around me.’

She didn’t ease into it at all. She gobbled me up, taking me as deep as she could. She moaned like she loved it as she did it. She grabbed onto my hips, pulled me toward her, and buried my cock as deep into her throat as she could.

“Oh, Lucy, you’re amazing,’ I moaned. I’ll do whatever you want

She responded to the compliment by taking me even deeper and by holding me there as she flicked my shaft with her tongue. It was ecstasy.

“I’m gonna fuck that mouth, baby.’ I said

She pulled back, looked up at me, and said, “Do it. Fuck my whore mouth.’

I grabbed the back of her head and held her there as I thrust my cock back into her mouth repeatedly, deeper with each thrust. Her eyes began to water as she fought her gage-reflex. Still she took it like a champ, moaning as I fucked her beautiful, warm, little mouth.

Finally, I stopped. She looked up at me, out of breath, mascara running down her cheeks from her watering eyes, but looking like she wanted more.

“Stand up and turn around,’ I said.

“Yes professor.’

“You’ve been a bad girl, Lucy. These are not things you should be doing with a professor.’

“I’m sorry, professor. You should punish me.’

“And what sort of punishment do you need?’

“I need a spanking, professor. I know I said I didn’t want one, but I think I should have one.’

I pulled up her skirt and swatted her firmly on the butt.

“Ahhhhh,’ she moaned. “Harder.’

I gave her another.

“Harder, professor, I’ve been so naughty.’


“Mmmmmmmm,’she moaned. “I think you should fuck me now. I think you should pound my tight little pussy until I realize what I’ve done.’

I grabbed her hips, and pulled her toward me. She spread her legs for me as I entered her. Her soft, wet pussy was almost too much. She let out a subtle gasp as I pushed deep inside of her.

“Oh my God,’ she moaned, breaking character for a moment. “This is exactly what I needed.’

“You feel so good, Lucy,’ I responded.

“You’re not so bad yourself, professor.’

I started to fuck her, gently at first, but picking up the pace as I went. She let out a moan with each thrust, getting louder and louder each time I entered her. The ecstasy became too much for her and she was starting to have a difficult time standing up. I pulled her into a standing position with my cock still in her and kissed her neck.

“Tell me you’re my little slut,’ I demanded.

“I’m your little slut,’ she moaned back at me.

“Louder!’ I demanded.

“I’m your little slut!’ she yelled back at me.

“Do you want to ride me, slut?’

“So bad, professor.’

I pulled out of her, took off the rest of my clothes, and lay down on the bed. “Get undressed… slowly’ I said, “but leave the heels on.’

“Yes, professor. I’ll do whatever you say.’

I watched her undress, taking it all in. She stared at me with hungry eyes as she took off her clothes, never breaking eye contact. It was like watching a present unwrap itself. Her petite, toned body was practically perfect. When she was undressed, but for the heels I had told her to leave on, she started to climb onto the bed.

“No,’ I told her. “I want to look at you.’

She stood back up for me and stood there, letting me take it all in. I started to stroke my cock for her, and she licked her lips as she watched me.

“Turn around and put your hands on the wall,’ I said.

She did as she was told and I continued to stroke cock as I started at her perfect figure.

She looked over her shoulder at me, biting her lower lip. “I can do that for you, professor,’ she said.

“Oh?’ I responded, “Crawl to me and show me.’

She turned around and crawled across the king-size bed to where I was sitting and took my cock in her petite hands. She stroked me gently, never breaking eye contact and licking her lips as she did.

“Do you like that, professor? Do you like having one of your slutty little students jack you off like this?

I nodded in response, loving the dirty talk and wanting more.

“Because I love this, you know. I love watching you get off, professor; love feeling that throbbing cock in my hands. I always knew you wanted me. Since the first class I took from you, I knew you wanted to fuck me. I could feel your eyes on me in every class, checking me out as I walked to and from my seat.’

I moaned softly as she started to stroke me faster.

“I wanted you too,’ she said. “There were days when I couldn’t even concentrate because all I could think about was how good it would feel if you bent me over a desk, pulled down those yoga pants you like so much, and pounded me tight little pussy.’

I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to be inside her again. I took her by the wrists and pulled her toward me. She let out a knowing giggle as she startled me. I slid easily into her still wet pussy, and she moaned as she started to ride me.

“Oh God, professor, fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!’ she screamed.

She continued to ride me for a few minutes, letting out a sexy little moan with each thrust. She leaned way back and started to finger her clit bouncing up and down on my cock.

“Just a little more, professor. I’m so close.’ She panted. I’ll do whatever you want

I fought the urge to cum, but it was difficult with this little beauty riding me. I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer.

I felt her body start to quiver and shake. She threw her head back and shut her eyes. “Oh, my god,’ she moaned, “I’m cumming! Fuck! I’m cumming!’

I could feel the ripples of ecstasy pass through her as her body continued to shake. She let out a loud, wailing noise as her orgasm peaked and started to subside.

“Jesus!’ she said as she opened her eyes and leaned forward, laying on top of me, my cock still insider her. “That was fucking ridiculous,’ she said.

I didn’t say anything back. Just wrapped my arms around her and kissed her passionately. She started to move her hips a little, and I let out an unintentional gasp as I a wave of pleasure passed through me.

“Ohhh,’ she said. “Is somebody else close?’

“Yes,’ I managed to respond.

“Let’s finish you off, professor.’ I’ll do whatever you want

She started to buck her hips a little more, and I could feel my orgasm start to build.

“Oh, fuck me, professor. Your cock is so good. I could ride you all night.’

I started to buck my hips harder and faster, about to explode.

“Wait,’ she said. “I want to swallow it.’

Before I could say a word, she climbed off me and buried her head in my lap, fully engulfing my cock into her mouth and throat. She jerked me about three times with her hand and I started to cum… hard into her throat. I bucked my hips hard toward her face. She just let out a deep moan but kept me in her mouth and throat as I finished my orgasm.

She kept sucking for a moment before gently pulling me from her mouth.

“I love the taste of your cum, professor. Your cock is a goddamn dream.’

I reached for her and pulled her toward me, still feeling the aftereffects of the incredible orgasm I had just had. I held her in my arms and kissed her gently on the forehead. We were both exhausted.

“Was it what you wanted?’ I asked.

“Oh yes,’ she said with a giggle. “That was amazing. I hope it’s not the last time.’

Grades Above Everything

“Professor there has to be something I can do?” I asked, practically begging.

“I am sorry James.” He said looking at my paperwork. “There is nothing I can do, these are the numbers I have, and I have to punch them in as they are.”

“You are the professor, you can adjust anything. I just need a few more points on my final grade.”

“It just wouldn’t be fair to the rest of the students.” Professor McGee said, closing the folder with all of my numbers.

“I need this grade, without it I could lose my scholarship and I can not pay for school with out. The only thing is this class, and this grade is two percentage points off the minimum I need. Please I will do anything.” I said.

“I am sorry, what is final is final.”

I knew that there was nothing I could really offer a published professor that is hired nationally to give speeches and seminars. I didn’t have money to offer, I didn’t have intelligence either. The only thing I had was my body, and it was the only card I had. I moved around the desk and dropped down to my knees, I was all in.

“Please professor McGee, I know that there is something that I can do for those points.” I started to shuffle to his side and he watched me as I inched closer.

“Don’t do this James.” He said, his voice shaking a little.

“Come on professor, let me gain a little extra credit for those points.” I pulled on his leg and he swirled around until I was between his legs. He was wearing khakis, a button down and a red skinny tie. He was around 50 years old but he was the older man that every girl craved and wanted. He worked out and had a small beard that made him look that much sexier.

“This is very inappropriate.” He said, stuttering and pulling at his collar.

“It doesn’t seem like you want me to stop.” I said staring at the bulge forming in his pants.

I was never one to sleep or mess around with professors just for a grade. I was bisexual so messing with guys and girls was not a new thing for me. I was extremely desperate and I knew that with out the grade its possible I drop out.

“Umm – ughh – “ Professor McGee moaned as I moved my hands up his thighs.

“Just let me take care of you professor, let me work my hardest to earn that grade.” I said, beginning to rub the shaft of his cock that was now almost completely outlined by his pants. It looked thick and I wanted nothing more then to please him to get the grade, whatever it took.

I unbuckled his black belt, unbuttoned his khaki pants and unzipped them. Professor McGee was running his hands through his hair, not knowing what to do with them.

I pulled at his pants and he shuffled in his chair until I managed to loosen them enough to pull them down to his ankles. To my delight he was wearing grey briefs and his cock was now clearly outlined for me to see. I ran my hands up his thighs. They were hairy, strong and warm. My touch seemed to send shivers all over his body and his breaths began to get shorter.

“Is this okay Professor?” I asked looking up at him. “You haven’t said a word since I started. Do you still want me to stop?” As I said those last words, by mouth was right over his cock, which was now straining to be set free from the constraints of those briefs and saw it flinch as my hot breathe hit it.

“You are such a naughty student.” He said to be, moaning under his breath.

“You haven’t seen anything yet.”

I reached for the waistband and tugged on them until they were off and at his ankles along with his khakis. His cock flung forward and it looked delicious. He was rock hard and leaking pre-cum from his un-cut 8-inch cock. His balls were shaved and it looked like most of his crack was as well.

“O my god,” He started, “ this is so wrong.”

“By the looks of it professor, it looks very right.”

With a grin across my face, I wrapped my right hand around the head of his cock and tugged down towards his balls and back up. With long strokes, up and down his cock, his pre cum began to ooze out and slick up his cock. The smell was intoxicating and delicious, I couldn’t resist anymore. I shuffled closer, still on my knees, and as I stroked down, exposing the pink head of his cock, I wrapped my lips around and sucked in the sweet and salty taste of his cock.

“Oo fuck – “ Professor McGee moaned out, throwing his head back and his eyes now staring at the ceiling.

I took this as a pass to continue and continue I did. I began to bob my head up and down his cock occasionally attempting to deep throat his 8-inch meat. As I gagged my spit began to flow down his cock and balls and I used that as lubrication to jerk his cock with ease and play with his balls. The squishing sound of the sloppy blowjob I was giving my Professor was turning me on my cock now rock hard under my sweats.

At one point he grabbed my head with his hands and started pushed my face down, faster and faster, loving my wet warm mouth, but out of nowhere he pulled my head back.

“I am going to make you earn this grade.” He said, moving close to my face and giving me a long kiss, with the mix of precum and spit covering my lips and chin.

“Stand up.” He commanded.

He ripped off his shirt and tie, exposing his toned body, which even with wrinkles formed, still looked sexy. Like the dad you see on pornos. In addition he took off his shoes and the pants wrapped around his ankles. Once he was naked, he moved to me and started kissing me again, with more lust and passion, as if it was something he desired as much as I did. He tore my t-shirt off and immediately went to sucking and pinching my nipples.

“Turn around and bend over the desk.” He said to be, spinning me around.

Before I could even fully bend over, I feel his fingers go into my waistband and my sweats and underwear drop to the ground exposing my ass to the fresh air and more importantly to my professor.

“Is this what you want?” I said, shaking my ass and teasing him.

He said nothing, I couldn’t see behind me, but I felt his hand give my ass a hard slap. It wasn’t a violent one, but more of one sending a message that this as was going to be his.

I then felt my cheeks spread and my hole exposed. I was happy that I usually used a plug and various tools to keep my asshole clean for whatever guy or girls wants to venture down there.

“You have such a nice, clean shaved, smooth hole.” Professor McGee said, immediately after, I felt the rough, wet and warm touch of his tongue travel from my balls to the top of my ass crack. It was a rush I was not expecting when I woke up this morning.

He gave my ass another slap before spread of ass cheeks again and this time he slides his tongue into my hole. I let out a moan and bite my lip. He began to eat my ass with such hunger and desire; it sent chills up my spine and made my cock twitch. Soon enough he started to slide fingers into my ass.

First, it was one, which my ass took with ease and felt amazing. Then a second, which he would spread apart to stretch out my hole. He slid his fingers in and out until he added a third and started fucking my ass and spiting on my hole to keep it wet.

He stopped and before I can wonder what was next, he was back in front of me.

“Suck my cock some more, you want to be a good student, get this cock ready.” He said. The lust was getting to him and pure passion was now controlling his movements. I opened my mouth and he bean to fuck my face and throat until there was spit all over his desk and cock.

He moved back behind me, spat on my hole one last time, spread my cheeks and inserted the head of his cock first. I used my shirt to bite down on so that I didn’t scream. His cock was stretching me out, but the pain was gone immediately and it was pure pleasure. Before I knew it he was fucking my ass raw, spreading my cheeks and spitting on his cock from time to time.

I heard my ass clapping against his body, and his balls slapping against mine. The spit was making the fucking so smooth, and the squishing sound and clapping sound was so erotic and sexy.

Moans were leaving both his mouth as well as my own.

“Mmm – Keep fucking me professor – “ I finally said. “Take my ass.”

“Damn James,” He said before grunting, “You really want this grade.”

“Yes, sir.” I moaned.

“Take this dick for that grade.”

After a few more pumps he pulled out and flipped my over. This time, I was lying down on his desk. He picked up my legs so that they were straight up on his chest and he pulled me closer to him so my ass was hanging off the edge. He lined up his cock and slid it in again, my hole now used to his cock, accepted it with ease.

My legs now up in the air, Professor McGee, grabbed my hips and started thrusting harder and harder. My hands now free, I started to jerk on my cock. What I didn’t realize was that my precum had completely drenched my cock, it was slick and sliding in my palm as I jerked it. I was moaning out loud the mix of my slick cock in my hand, and Professor McGee’s slick cock in my ass.

To my surprise, Professor McGee shoved my hand out of the way and started jerking my cock off for me. He was pumping fast on both ends, both with jerking my cock and pounding my ass. I couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’m going to cum.” I moaned out loud.

He started to jerk me off faster and faster, and I erupted. Stream after stream of cum flew from my cock and covered my chest and stomach.

“Ooo, fuck – “ Professor McGee said. He started to shake and I felt his cock twitch, and immediately felt warm ropes of cum shoot into my ass.

We moaned and struggled to catch out breath. He pulled out and I felt the oozing cum leak out of my hole.

“How did I do Professor?” I asked, breathing heavily.

“I think you earned those points fair and square James.” He said slumping back in his chair.

The Teacher

Carl, a seasoned editor for a large publishing house, sat behind his desk wearing a white shirt with a navy blue tie, horned rimmed glasses that balanced low on his nose, wisps of hair that was not combed in place and had begun to grey, and an intense look on his face as he read Arlene’s manuscript.

Sitting across from him was a young slightly built woman with deep set blue eyes and long brown hair that was pinned up on most occasions. Arlene gave the air of being confident and aloof, a character trait which was not conducive to writing an erotic romance novel which she hoped to have published.

On the other hand as she watched Carl draw lines through her manuscript and write notes on the side margins, she felt it was Carl who did not fit the portrait of an experienced man in the art of romance and therefore could not possibly edit her work in a proper fashion. After almost an hour of scrutinizing Arlene’s work, Carl looked up to give his opinion.

“Well Arlene, there is a lot of work to do here if you want this thing to go,” Carl said taking a deep disappointed breath.

“What do you mean?” Arlene said in a defensive tone. “It has all the makings of a great novel.”

“I mean the work has no feeling to it, no sensuality, and no passion. Yes, it’s sexual, but it lays flat,” added Carl.

“Like you would know,” Arlene sarcastically shot back.

Carl removed his glasses and laid them on top of the manuscript and leaned back in his chair. For an older man he was still fit and showed the outline of a toned body.

“There are ways in art of sex that you must learn before you can write about it effectively in your novel,” he explained.

Arlene, offended by anyone who thought her work was less than perfect, was indignant, but bit her tongue and said nothing.

“Listen,” Carl began. “You’re young. You’re pretty and I’m sure you’ve had enough men in bed to know what I’m talking about.”

Arlene squirmed in her chair. She hadn’t that many men nor did she know exactly what Carl was talking about. Her experience came from reading other romance novels and the occasional late Saturday night indulgence on Netflix. The rest was imagination of how she thought it would be.

“I suppose I could revise it,” she began slowly.

It was then that Carl realized that she had no idea of what he was talking about and the woman across from him although not naïve, was not as experienced as she would lead others to believe. At first, he felt sorry for her, but she was a bright and intelligent woman and that sense of pity soon turned into something else.

“How about if I show you what I mean?” Carl asked.

“Show me how to write with sensuality and passion?” Arlene said surprised.

“I could do that or I could show you what I mean,” Carl said with a slow easy smile on his face.

Arlene thought for a moment. At first the idea sounded ludicrous, an indignant indulgence of an older man trying to prove he was still the virile sexually powerful man he once was, but as she looked at him, she saw nothing of that in his demeanor and began to consider the idea with serious intent.

“I can see the idea sounds appealing to you,” Carl said.

“It is interesting, but I’m not sure you could show me anything I don’t already know,” Arlene said bolstering her confidence.

Carl loosened his tie and slipped it off his white shirt collar. He then unbuttoned the cuffs on his shirt and rolled up the sleeves to his elbows. Arlene, sitting across from him in her pink blouse and navy blue pencil skirt watched him and swallowed hard trying not to notice Carl who was suddenly beginning to look much younger than his actual years.

“And how would you begin?” Arlene asked with a strained voice.

“Like I said. There is an art to it,” Carl began as he rose from his chair and circled the desk so that he stood behind Arlene so close that she could feel the heat of his body. “First, I would let your hair down.”

He removed the clip that was holding Arlene’s hair in place and the soft brown tresses tumbled down past her shoulders. He then leaned forward, grasped a handful of her hair and sniffed it.

“Smells like strawberries,” he said.

Arlene twisted in her chair, “Yes strawberries and honey,” she replied.

Carl pushed her hair away from her shoulders and lightly kissed the soft skin of her neck that seemed to grow hot with his touch. Arlene whispered something, but he didn’t hear and continued to kiss her neck allowing his tongue to taste her skin. The sensation made Arlene tingle and she sighed with pleasure. He then leaned over and down to unbutton her blouse just enough so that he could slide his hands inside of it and fondle the white lace bra that covered her soft breasts tweaking the nipples through the lace until they formed hard nubs. Arlene leaned back and caught the scent of his cologne and it gave her a heady rush of excitement.

“Do you like this?” Carl whispered in her ear.

“Yes I believe I do,” Arlene said trying not to let on that he was tantalizing her beyond her wildest thoughts.

Carl removed his hands from her blouse and whispered in her ear again, “I want you stand up.”

Arlene did as she was told and she turned towards him where he cupped her face with his hands and kissed her lips pressing firmly while his tongue darted in and out of her mouth. While he kissed her his hands moved to her blouse and released the remaining buttons exposing her lace covered breasts. Skillfully he reached behind her and unfastened the hooks of her bra allowing her breasts to fall loose from its confines. Stepping back from her, he admired the firm breasts, the softness of them, and the succulent nipples hard and taut eager for his touch. Slowly he cupped the right breast with his hand and lowered his mouth to it where his tongue darted across the nipple then took the nub into his mouth and suckled on it. Arlene took a deep breath and held it as she felt him sucking on her nipples, the massaging of his fingers on her breast and his warm breath on her body drawing her into him.

“You are delicious,” he murmured as he went from the right breast to the left giving it as much attention as he did the other.

When satisfied she was ready for more, he returned to her face looked deeply into her eyes, caressed her cheek with his hand and kissed her again. This time she eagerly took his kisses. Feeling his tongue dart in her mouth, she sucked on it as if it were a cock sending an electrical charge to below his belt stirring it to where he could feel it swell and press against his pants. His hands moved to her back where he unzipped her skirt and pulled it down exposing the soft well defined curves of her hips and the white lace bikini panties that hugged them. He placed his hands on her hips and pulled himself to her letting his hard cock press against her belly.

Arlene could not take her eyes off Carl as he slipped one hand inside the bikini panties to find her soft mound of hair where he twisted and curled the strands around his middle finger before sliding it deep into the wetness of her swollen pussy. Her lush pussy lips sucked his finger inside of her and Carl could feel her gently rocking on it. His legs began to tighten at the sensation as he pushed his finger in deeper. Arlene placed her hands on Carl’s shoulders to balance herself as he played with her sweet dripping honey and licked her lips with her tongue which made him smile as he removed his finger from her feminine hole and licked the juices from it. When Arlene saw this, she instinctively took his hand and licked his finger as well to taste the musky flavor of her arousal driving Carl to want more.

Carl then led her to the black leather sofa that was along the side of his office which was used for meetings and such. There he removed her bra and panties and asked her to lie on the sofa. The coolness of the leather felt good on Arlene’s backside as she lay there with her hands extended over her head as if stretching.

“Beautiful,” Carl said as he undressed tossing his shirt on the floor followed by his black pants. His underwear was the last to go and his engorged cock protruded from his body twitching and bobbing with anticipation.

Arlene eyes roamed over his body, the black hair on his chest that formed a line down his torso, the tight hips, taut legs, and the cock that was dripping pre-cum from its head. Carl leaned over and separated her legs with his hand placing one leg to balance precariously on the back of the sofa and the other spread to where her foot touched the floor. He then knelt between her legs, leaned over and kissed the soft wet mound before lowering his cock to the entrance of her womanhood. He rose up and kissed her lips again, a soft sweet kiss that meant he wanted her more than anything in the world. He then slid his cock inside her. Her wet folds gave way to the intrusion and he pushed in as far as he could go then slid out allowing her juices to drench him before sliding in again so deep that she could feel his full balls rub against her ass.

Not once did his eyes leave hers. She could see the desire in them. She could feel him wanting her as he probed her with his cock in and out, faster and faster only stopping to taste her nipples before beginning his rhythm again. Arlene could feel herself swelling around his engorged member. She could sense the slow tingling of her arousal grow and grow. She bit her lip as he reached down and held her buttocks while he drove his cock into her raising her hips to meet his strokes. Her breath came in ragged gasps as her body was consumed with intense pleasure and peaked causing her to cry out as wave after wave of her orgasmic ecstasy drenched his cock. He held still inside of her allowing her to experience the full and overwhelming pleasure of her orgasm without interruption and waited until she relaxed before plummeting inside her again with a determined sense of need. Faster and faster his cock rubbed against her until his own explosion filled her pussy with stream after stream of white hot cream. He lay inside her and held her close to him not wanting to break the connection between them. As he finished, he kissed her again sealing with his lips what their bodies had just experienced.

Several minutes passed before either could regain enough of their senses to bring them back to reality, but when they did, Carl helped Arlene dress before dressing himself including tying his tie around his collar and adjusting it to his neck. Arlene watched him perform this ordinary mundane task and could not help but look at him in a new light. She had a new respect for him and a strange wonderful feeling that she had never experienced before.

“I think I know how to begin the book again,” Arlene said wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him tenderly. “But I might need more help.”

Carl kissed her back softly, “You know where I’ll be,” he chuckled and then kissed her again. “This could be a very long book.”

Pleasing Professor: When After Class Doesn’t Exist (( Taboo, Teacher Student Romance, Workplace Erotica, Risky ))

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