Petra was almost there now, and Ronald knew that he had held her back until he was at the point of no return himself.
The raven-haired beauty heaved up at Ronald with fury, slamming her groin against his every downward thrust. The photographer could hear the slap of his full balls against her fine ass, a soundtrack to their intense fucking. Petra’s moaning had kicked up a notch to a steady wail, while Dennison’s grunts showed how hard he was pounding into the demanding young lady.
Ronald could feel Petra’s hot breath against his skin as she panted under his relentless onslaught. Her vaginal muscles squeezed tightly around his invading member, but a flood of filmy juices kept everything moving smoothly as he plugged away at her. The fluid motion was his piston in her cylinder, his ying in her yang, his cock in her cunt- it was all so good! Then Petra erupted!
“I’m cumming! Oh god!… I’m cumming!!!… Ohhhhh… fuck me!… Fuck me!!!… Aaaarraagghhh!!!”
Ronald gave one last mighty heave as she started to cum all over his probing cock. Petra wailed loudly and bounced off the bed as he nailed her with multiple blasts, each one pumping her needy pussy with more of his full reservoir of seed. Both their bodies were convulsing in spasms now as they clung tightly together, sharing their sweat, saliva, and bodily fluids. It was very carnal, but so satisfying! Then Ronald fell to the bed beside Petra.
“Amazing you two! Fabulous! Time for a cool drink now. Petra, the wine is chilled just the way you like it. Another scotch for you Ronald? Good. Get something on and come to the lounge while I fix them for you. There are some things we need to talk about for this new semester.”
The three of them relaxed on the sofa with drinks in hand, Edwards noticed that Petra had made minimal effort to cover up- she was obviously feeling very sexual with them. Her robe was tied loosely so that her tits almost spilled out when she leaned forward to pick up her glass. As they chatted about what had just taken place, Petra sensed that the professor had something on his mins and waited with some apprehension for him to get around to it.
Finally, he broached the subject, explaining how he planned some photography to create images suitable for his friend’s Shakespeare course. As always, there would be suggestive images suitable for use in lectures, and some private shots and video for their own enjoyment. She would be given a jump drive of everything, just like the previous semester. He mentioned that they were thinking of a Romeo and Juliet theme for their first shoot. Petra thought it all sounded like fun.
“Just like we did before,” she commented.
“Well… it’s not exactly the same this time.” William took a deep breath before continuing. “Ronald is concerned that students in his Lit. class might recognize him. So, while he’ll be there coaching with lines from the plays, we’ll need to use somebody else for the male roles.”
“You… right?” she responded, hesitantly.
“No, I’ll be shooting. It’ll have to be somebody else.”
“Wait! You want me to have sex with a stranger. I… I can’t do that.”
The professor continued as though he hadn’t heard her objection.
“We want you to find the man yourself, so you don’t feel like he’s a stranger. And he doesn’t really need to tag you either. Only pretend.”
“And where will I find him?” Petra asked somewhat indignantly.
“We’ll escort you to our favourite club and you can have your pick of the guys until you find one you like. We can pretend to be your older brother and friend, so you feel safe there with us.”
“Like my chaperones. And I’m holding auditions for my posing partner. Hmm…you know, that could be interesting, as long as you don’t toss me to the wolves.”
After so much recent sexual experience with William and Ronald, and her best girlfriend Emma, Petra had come to relish walking out on the erotic edge.
“So, you’ll do it?… Great. Tomorrow night. And wear something very sexy so you draw a crowd. The Den is a high-end dance place where you’ll find someone to your liking, I’m sure.”
Ronald grinned and nodded. He liked the sound of this game, and so did Petra.
“Yes, let’s go out tomorrow night! But we’re not finished yet tonight, are we?” she smiled slyly at him.
“Ready if you are!”
Act 3
The music was blasting as always, and Petra wanted to dance. Her whole body was moving, a fine package of bare skin and silky fabric. She’d worn her gauzy new scooped top, and tightest jeans, along with killer heels. The way her tits shook as she vibrated to the music told everyone that she hadn’t worn a bra tonight. Her black hair was piled high and hooked down in a long ponytail. Petra looked hot as Hell.
“Great outfit, Petra. A real mantrap! What’s on the menu tonight? See anything you like in here yet?”
“I want a big guy with muscles. Ronald, your build is perfect, but apparently, you’re out of bounds as my Romeo. You guys have to stay with me until I spot somebody good, right?”
But now Ronald had other plans.
“I’ll leave the chaperoning to your ‘big brother’ William here because I just spotted someone I want to get reacquainted with. See you two later.”
They looked across to a table on the other side of the dancefloor and spotted a familiar face- Lezlee. Petra turned away, because after her stoned lesbian sexual experience with the aggressive cougar, she wanted nothing more to do with the woman. Not Ronald. He headed straight across to where she sat with another stacked lady, her slutty friend Desiree’. He greeted them, ordered fresh drinks, and went straight into full pick-up mode
.
“How’s that one look to you, Petra? Muscular, tall, maybe he’s your type?” the professor commented as they scanned the room.
“Not bad!” Petra replied, staring at the guy to make eye contact. He noticed and quickly came by their table.
“Mind if I join you?” he smiled at Petra. “I haven’t seen you here before?”
“Sure. My first time. Here with a friend,” she replied, looking at William.
The guy’s name was Mike and he’d been around- smooth with women and on the prowl. All the right lines too- funny without being too ridiculous. Petra warmed to him quickly and was especially taken by his handsome face, curly hair, and deep blue eyes. She could tell that he was a player, but there was a little-boy charm about him that she found irresistible. William could see that Petra was pleased, especially when he told them that he did some part-time modelling. Perfect!
“Excuse me you two. I’m going over there to see how my friend is doing with that pair. Let me know later if you need a ride home, Petra.”
The professor had a feeling that she would be going somewhere else with Mike tonight. Her apartment maybe? An ‘audition’ to see if he’d be suitable for some erotic photography as Romeo? In the meantime, Edwards knew from prior
experience that the two cougars would be fucking back at his place before the evening was through.
After a while, Petra and Mike were slamming against each other under the strobe lights as the DJ belted out the Seventies tunes. They side-bumped hips to Bachman Turner Overdrive, then Petra drove her up-tilted groin into Mike’s, pretending to dry hump him to the title line of the 1974 tune: