Professor Harlow – chapter 2 – by summer1973
I awake to find it is already almost noon. I had classes this morning.
How long does he plan on keeping me here?
Stretching as I sit up, I realize there is a tray on the table next to the bed.
There is tea, hot water, coffee, a danish, and fruit. I opt for coffee and fruit.
Professor has left a note for me as well.
Miss Madison,
Shower and fix your face.
Eat some breakfast.
Meet me by the pool, naked.
That’s it. No time limit. Good, at least I won’t be punished right away. Still, I should probably hurry.
Showering quickly and throwing my hair up, I decide I’m presentable.
Nervous, I descend the stairs slowly and see Professor lounging by the pool with a newspaper.
He seemed to sense me because he dropped the paper and sat up; waiving me to him.
Without hesitating, I walk across the pale stone and present myself before him.
“Miss Madison, has your little pussy been eaten before?”
“Yes.”
“You may address me as Sir, Professor, or Professor Harlow, that’s it.”
“Yes Sir”
“Good. Now, did you like it? Did you cum?”
“No to both, Professor.”
“Well than I shall show you what it’s like to enjoy it.”
He stands, picks me up, and lifts me on to the corner of wet bar not far from where he was sitting.
“Lay back and slide your cunt over here Missy.”
I feel like a child when he says it and wish I went by Melissa for a second.
“Scoot closer.”
I feel like my ass is going to hang off if I scoot any closer.
Lifting my feet, he spreads my legs like a butterfly, and lowers his face to my mound.
My pussy is quickly getting wet in anticipation.
He runs his finger down my slit and finds out for himself.
“You like when I touch your little inexperienced pussy Missy?”
“Yes, Professor Harlow.”
Wordlessly, he splits me to expose my clit. Wetting his finger with my juice he rubs my clit and starts to blow on it.
There is literally no way to describe the sensation and goosebumps cover my skin, despite it being warmer than normal today.
I knew that being with a man would be different but this is making me feel that sooner, rather than later, I could cum.
If I don’t, maybe he will finally fuck me.
Gently he is licking my clit in circles as his finger circles my hole.
Do not cum Missy. OK. What can I think about?
Before I settle on something he starts to gingerly suck my clit and spin his finger a little further in me.
OMFG. I swear to God, Missy do not cum. A,B,C,D.
Fuck. He is replacing his finger with his tongue and his finger is on my clit. I am so close already. This is divine.
“You like this Missy? You’re breathing is quite heavy.”
“Ye. Ye. Yes Professor Sir,” my voice quivering like my cunt.
“I can tell. Do you want to cum? ”
“Yes please Professor Harlow,” as shakily as before.
“Not yet. Maybe, if you are a good girl.”
OK. There is a chance at least. E.F.G.H.I.
He is fucking me with his tongue.
Professor Harlow has his tongue in my pussy. This is way better than I had imagined!
J.K.L.M.N.O.
Oh God. His tongue is back on my clit and his finger is inside me, bumping a spot that is making it very hard to control it.
P.Q.R.S.T.
Breathe. Slow it down. DO NOT CUM.
U.V.W.X.
Oh no. Oh no. So close.
“You are very close aren’t you Missy girl?”
“Yes Sir.”
I can barely breathe and I’m still so close to cumming despite him standing back.
“Not yet. I have other plans.”
God. Please let it involve cumming because if it doesn’t I am definitely going to be punished.
Sweeping me from the bar, he pushes my back against the smooth stone support.
“You can cum. You have been a very good little slut.”
Thank you God.
The minute he forces his cock into me I am cumming like I never have before. My juices are flowing out of me and literally splashing on the stone.
Shaking from what is the most earth shaking orgasm in my life and my pussy still squeezing down on his cock, he really starts to fuck me and I start to cum. Over and over again.
“Do you like my cock little slut?”
“Yes Professor Harlow! Yes. Yes. Yes,” I scream as I start to thrust into his cock as he slams in to me.
“What do you think about your decision?”
“Grateful Professor. It is so good with your cock in me. Far better than I imagined. Sir.”
“Do you want me to fuck you harder?”
“Yes. God Yes. I’ll do anything you want as long as you keep fucking me!”
Slamming into me with such force my cunt is squeezing his cock like a vice.
One last thrust and he fills me full of cum. Hot spurt after spurt against my cervix sends me into the most forceful orgasm. This is what ecstasy is!
When he pulls his cock out, my pussy sprays out like I have never seen.
“Yes. Yes. You will do very nicely.”
Professor Harlow instructs me to clean myself up and wait for him in my room.
Stepping into the room after my shower I see Professor waiting on the edge of the bed waiting for me.
“You passed your first test Missy girl and did a fantastic job. You may rest a bit until dinner. We have a very special guest joining us.”
“Your evening wear is hanging in the dressing room. Meet us by the pool no later than 6pm.”
“Yes Professor.”
“Have you told anyone about our arrangement Miss Madison?”
“No Sir, I have not had an opportunity.”
“Good. Let us keep this to ourselves, for the time being.”
“Yes Sir. May I ask a question please?”
“You may.”
“What shall I tell my friends? They will want to know where I am.”
“You may tell them anything you wish, just not about this. Yet.”
“6pm Miss Madison. And there is no need to wear undergarments going forward, at any time.”
“Yes Sir.”
He leaves the room and I immediately text Sara telling her I was called back home because my grandmother is ill.
I decide to take a little nap and fall deeply asleep.
Frantically looking at the clock I see it is only a bit after 4pm.
Plenty of time.
I wonder what he has chosen for me and decide to investigate.
The dressing room is twice the size of the dorm and there are more garments than I have had my whole life, collectively.
I thought for sure the outfit would be risqué but it is not.
Instead, he has chosen a gorgeous, nearly floor length, gown.
It is slinky, but not slutty.
Shimmering silver fabric that will cling to my body due to the fabric and cut. It has a flowy feel and while it is low cut, it covers my titties but not if I lean over for sure.
There are sparkling high heels, not even excessively high, but maybe 4 inches.
I’m shocked and wonder who the special guest is.
I turn and see there is even jewelry chosen for me.
Delicate drop diamond earrings and a subtle diamond necklace.
I better take some time with my hair and face, I think to myself.
Sitting at the vanity, I notice there is an abundance of very high-end makeup, lotions, creams and hair products.
I could get used to this.
Once my hair is dry, I pin it in a loose updo, and curl the loose ends.
Opting for glamorous but understated makeup; I check my face in the mirror.
There is clearly a difference from my normal makeup because I look positively radiant.
I carefully slide the dress over my head and notice there are slits up both legs but, again, not slutty at all.
Slipping my feet in the shoes, I inspect my reflection, and I am surprised how mature and sexy I look like this.