“The Hell it is, Ok I mean” she says. “I NEVER wanted this part back out again…yet here the FUCK it is.”
“Look,” I tell her, remaining calm, “A person can’t hide who they are. And this is part of you, obviously. It’s like I said, soon enough, I’ll move on, and you can again tuck this away.” Shifting on the bed to be facing her, I said, “Now Stacey, look at me, really.” Seeing her do that, somewhat sheepishly, I continue “My plan all along has been to have a bit of fun, and at the end, to of course get that C, which I need to keep the scholarship. I already know I’m getting both, so really you have, what, today, and maybe tomorrow? Then, I’m gone. Tell me, when do they announce tenure?”
“end of next week” she said, meekly
“So we have a bit more fun, and you’re home free, first problem handled.” She nodded, and looked away. “So really, the only question is your submissive side. Stacey, be really honest, you have enjoyed this, haven’t you?”
Stacey looked away. She couldn’t answer
“Come on…. You have, right? It’s OK to admit it. We both know you did. Work with me, Stacey.”
Stacey nodded.
“Ok. I’m also willing to bet this experience has been really intense. So here is what I am going to suggest. Let’s back up a half-step. What you need is attention that isn’t sexual. You need reassurance, to let you know this door being open is Ok, and it is, Stacey. I’m familiar with some techniques related to this, so I tell you what, let’s just re-trench, and take things easy. Are you Ok to follow my lead on this? All I need is a tiny bit of trust. Nod if you have to.”
Stacey nodded.
***
‘Damn This Dominant Man is good’ Stacey thought. Stacey was in a place mentally, so mentally tied up, she couldn’t respond after she had nodded. So he had found her panties and put them back on her, his Boxer Briefs back on himself. Then he laid her face down on the bed, and as once before, proceeded to give her a lengthy, deep massage. LOTS of touching, but none sexual, and all of it totally relaxing.
One thing that Stacey Putnam had always hated was that men would just fuck her, then off they’d go, either physically, as in leaving, or mentally, as in sleeping or the like. Again, This Dominant Man, whom she was now simply thinking of as “Him/He”, first stretched out beside her as she lay there, ad ever-so-lightly traced his fingers up and down her back, up & across her shoulders, then all the way back down past her hips. The limit of his reach, then working slowly back again.
I liked it as Stacey Putnam rolled over, onto her back. She had a slightly different look, and it made me think that she had mentally turned a corner? I just kept it up, and she lay there, enjoying the attention, a large, broad smile on her face. I took one hand and moved it above her head, earning a puzzled, smiling look, but she didn’t resist. The second hand followed.
“You are not allowed to move those hands.” I told her with a wry grin, and I kissed my way down her taut middle to her soft pubic mound. Stacey Putnam was already moving those panties down her hips by the time I dropped below her cute little belly button (hers is an ‘in’, by the way), so removing them was not an issue, to say the least. Stacey parted her legs as I slid between those thighs, & I was greeted by the musk of her arousal and the glistening of her swollen vulva.
Stacey stared at This Dominant Man with that partial smile and with a “Mmmmmm…” she moaned in anticipation. He had the right thing, in that he had made her feel secure…and wanted. And now, Professor Stacey Putnam wanted HER Dominant man.
This gorgeous MILF wanted me, and I dove in. I started at the bottom of her dripping nook and dragging my tongue from the top of her little rosebud, through her wet lips and ending as my tongue slathered over her clit. I traced her labia back down one side, and gave her another slow lick up, once again caressing her warm bright pink clit with my tongue.
“Ohhhhhhh” Stacey moaned a little louder.
She now began to move her hips with me as I licked again, suckled, repeated, tracked back down, and licked again.
After several laps around her pussy, Stacey Putnam was tensing with anticipation, & as I approached her clit, so I gave it my undivided attention. I licked around it, swirling my tongue, and then using my lips to push up the little hood to subject her love button to my oral assault.
“Ohh! Ohhh! Stacey groaned out, this time much louder. Stacey liked what her Dominant (Dom) was doing with her. The Oral was right on the mark, and the building anticipation showed his considerable skill.
I took her reddening clit between my lips and massaged it with my lips, playing as though I was chewing it. I got the reaction I was hoping for as Stacey was beginning to squirm hard, her breathing ragged. I released that clit, licked all around it, and then took it back in between my lips and began to hum with it there.
“Fffffffuck!” she cried out as her hands came down and mashed my face into her quaking pussy, and her legs tensed. This one was from down deep, and Stacey bucked and shook as the orgasmic wave overtook her.
I did my best to lick, hum, and suck as Stacey Putnam had a screaming orgasmic climax, then she relaxed and let me breathe.
“well someone liked that…and moved their hands.” I said
“Please Sir…PLEASE fuck me.” Stacey said as she panted.
Stacey required little more than a nudge from her Dom to turn and move to all fours. She spread her knees apart. She waited to feel him fill her, and the touch of his hand on her butt made her gasp. “Fuck me Sir! Fuck me hard!”
The sight of Stacey Putnam, feminist Professor begging me to fuck her with her ass stuck in th air required NO further prompting. I moved in behind her, but could not resist feeling her ass. I was going to take my time, and control this, so I moved my hands all over it, kneading the globes and caressing her hips. My hands followed them to her waist, getting a surge of adrenaline as I thought how it would feel to use her hips as a lever to drive myself deep into her pussy.
My hands left her waist and they reached underneath to find her free breasts. I kneaded them slowly, feeling how heavy they were; how firm, and how tight the nipples had constricted. I ground my hips into hers, trying to erase just a little of my frustration, but there was only one way out.
“Please, Sir.” Stacey begged.
Who was I to say no? I rubbed my cock inside her, teasing, and then I pushed it in firmly, feeling her wonderful pussy yield to accept me. “Ohhhhhh. Yeah, that’s my girl ” I said as I began to slowly fuck her.
I moved in and out slowly, savoring the way her pussy milked my cock. This added more to the tide building behind me, forcing me to move faster. I was rapidly losing control. My pace quickened and it fed on itself. Each thrust in sent a jolt of pleasure that would demand another. The faster I went; the louder my lust yelled for more. Then I realized it wasn’t all lust that I was hearing.
“Yes! Fuck me! Harder! Harder!’
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”