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James Miller
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Doing It For Science James Miller MS Reader (LIT) ISBN # 1-84360-271-7 Mobipocket (PRC) ISBN # 1-84360-272-5 Other available formats (no ISBNs are assigned): Adobe (PDF), Rocketbook (RB), & HTML (c) Copyright James Miller, 2002.
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Warning: The following material contains strong sexual content meant for mature readers. DOING IT FOR SCIENCE has been rated NC17, erotic, by three individual reviewers. We strongly suggest storing this electronic file in a place where young readers not meant to view this ebook are unlikely to happen upon it. That said, enjoy…
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Doing It For Science
Lisa knew that the Professor would be at the club from 10:00 until closing. He was always there from 10:00 till closing on Friday night. But this Friday night would be different because he would be there especially to watch her. She usually enjoyed knowing that men were watching her. It gave her a feeling of power, of control, over them. And it made her wet. But knowing that the Professor would be watching her tonight didn't make her feel that way. She knew that he'd be watching for his own special reasons, and his reasons didn't give her any feelings of power or sexual excitement. Men usually watched Lisa Flemming because of her beauty. She was twenty-three years old, five-foot-six, and had the kind of feminine curves that could always make men look. She had shoulder length brown hair and hazel eyes. In these things, she was not very different from many of the coeds at Central State College. It was the beauty of her face that made Lisa stand out from the others. Her face made her look like a super model, except that her beauty was natural. She used her smile as a special weapon against the men. With it, she was able to melt many a heart. Lisa was feeling nervous as she went to the Satyr's Club with two friends, Cathy Stewart and Jennifer Hall. They often went to the club together on Friday night, but Lisa didn't usually feel nervous about going. This trio of beautiful young women was well known and very popular with the men who frequented the Satyr's Club. Tonight the three were all wearing "fuck me" clothes, a sure sign that they would be trolling. "Trolling" being the word best used to describe what women did at the club to pick up men. The Satyr's Club had become famous, or maybe infamous, for the almost ritualistic picking up that went on there. At Lisa's insistence, they were going to the club especially early tonight. It was only a little after 8:30.
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Lisa wanted to go early and, if possible, finished before the Professor got there. The thought of him watching her was the main cause of her nervousness. As they approached the main entrance, the large doorman blocked their path. "May I please see your ID, miss?" he said to Lisa. "Come on Carl," she grumbled. "Do I have to show you my damn driver's license every Friday night?" "Just following club policy, miss," he answered. "You know that I can't let anyone under twenty-one into the club. You look to me like you might be younger than that, so I have to ask you to show me proof of your age.” Carl enjoyed asking Lisa to show her ID. Her driver's license was always buried under all the other stuff in the bottom of her purse, and he liked to watch her fumble around through her stuff to find the license. "She looks damn cute when she gets pissed," Carl thought. "I wonder how good she'd look pissed and naked?” He smiled as he tried to visualize her body without any clothes on it. After the usual fumbling, Lisa held her driver's license out for the doorman. This time, he didn't even bother pretending to look at it. "Okay, Miss Flemming. Thank you. Enjoy your evening." "Jerk," Lisa mumbled to herself as the three walked past the doorman into the club. Being so early, there weren't very many people there yet. Lisa was a little disappointed when she saw how empty the club was. It looked like it was going to be pretty hard to hook up until much later. The ladies went into the Purple Room and settled into a booth in the darkest part of the club. They knew men were usually more willing to be adventurous in a poorly lit booth. They were going to take turns going through the club to look for groups of three or four cute guys. If one of them found a promising group, she would then troll for them and then lead them back to the booth. They would pair up, then flirt and play sex games that would lay the groundwork for later. On a good Friday night, the fucking could last through the weekend. On a bad Friday night, when the men available turned out to be too lame or too creepy, they might not get laid at all. Fortunately, over the last couple of years, the good Friday nights had far outnumbered the bad.
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They finished the first couple rounds of beers. While sliding across the seat to get out of the booth, Cathy said, "Well, it's way too early to expect anything to happen, but I guess we might as well get started." "Wait a minute, Cathy," said Lisa. "I know it's your turn, but if you don't mind I'd like to try first. Okay?" "All right. But this time, if you luck into three or four cuties, don't just keep them to yourself, like you did after homecoming!" "Oh, Cathy! I thought you had gotten over that by now. I told you those guys wouldn't come back to the booth with me. When I started to walk toward our booth, they just kind of came up all around me and basically forced me to walk out of the club." "So…of course," suggested Jennifer "you had to take all four of them back to your apartment and let them fuck your brains out for the next two days. Makes sense if you're a shameless slut, I guess." "Oh, shit!" answered Lisa. "You're exaggerating beyond belief, but of course I'm a shameless slut! We all are, even the guys. So what?" "Okay," said Cathy. "Guilty as charged. Just include us in the fun this time. If all four want to fuck you silly, tell them you won't do it unless they take us along and fuck us too!" "All right, Cathy. Point well taken. I am sorry about what happened after homecoming, and I promise that I won't let any guys, no matter how cute they are, fuck just me and cut you two out of it. I'm going to go out now for the first pass. Okay?” The other two waved goodbye and pushed Lisa out of the booth. Lisa walked slowly through all four rooms of the Satyr's Club. On this pass, she saw no appealing men anywhere in the club. But, at least, she didn't see the Professor yet either. Maybe there would still be time to hook up before he came in. After about twenty minutes, Lisa gave up and went back to the booth. "Anything?" asked Jennifer. "Nothing." "I told you 8:30 was too early to come to the club," said Cathy. "The cute ones don't even start coming until after the bands start to play, and that doesn't happen until after 10:00."
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"Oh, don't be so impatient," said Lisa. "After all, how many times have we hooked up on the first pass even after 10:00 o'clock? When the good ones do start coming in, we'll just get the first crack at them, that's all." "Well," said Jennifer "we better slow down on the beer or we'll be drunk on our asses before we ever see a cute guy!" "Yeah," agreed Cathy. "We don't want to be drunk on our asses until after we've each been laid at least a couple of times!” The other two giggled their agreement. They decided to cut the beer with some food, so they ordered a large pizza. When the pizza was nearly gone, Cathy took her first turn at trolling. After about fifteen minutes, she came back to the booth alone. "Still nothing," she reported. They feared the fat that a second pizza could make, so this time they got a large basket of pretzels to cut the beer with. At about 9:45, Jennifer started to get up to take her first turn about the club. "Wait, Jenn," Lisa said. "Can I go again?” Jennifer shrugged and nodded, so Lisa left the booth a second time. There were quite a few people in the club now, and Lisa was hopeful that she would be able to find some men that she could lead back to the booth. When she walked into the Green Room, she saw a group of three who looked like they might do. They all seemed to be in their early twenties. They were clean, reasonably well groomed, at least for men in their early twenties, and reasonably cute. Perfect. Or close enough. She went into the ladies' room to get ready. She went into one of the stalls and first removed her panties. As usual, when she knew that she would be trolling, she wore panties that she didn't really care for. On the way out of the ladies' room, she would simply drop her panties into the trash. Her short "fuck me" skirt wouldn't provide much coverage down there. In fact, if she moved in certain ways, or reached her arms up over her head, the skirt would be pulled high enough in the front to give the attentive male glimpses of her cunt. And in the back, there would be glimpses of the soft curves where her legs met her ass cheeks.
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She opened the top three buttons of her blouse, down to a point that was almost exactly centered between her hardening nipples. Since she was obviously not wearing a bra, she knew that the guys would try to look through the opening to glimpse her tits. Getting ready to troll was starting to excite her. It always did. She pulled the bottom of her blouse out of her skirt, pulled it tight around her body, twisted it, then tied a knot in it in the front to keep it up. This left her midriff bare. Men seemed to like that. She decided that she was ready. Before she left the stall, she noticed her own faint odor. It was this, displaying so much of her charms so openly, and being so obviously excited herself, that made her feel nervous about the thought that the Professor would be watching her troll. She was happy that she would be able to finish and could be back in the dark booth before the Professor would see her. She started to walk back toward the group of young men that she had selected. Then she saw him. The Professor. "Oh, SHIT!" she said to herself and to a few other nearby people. She was startled at first, and suddenly she felt virtually naked. She needed a moment to think about her feelings, so she abruptly turned around and went back into the ladies' room. Shielded from his eyes, she started to think more clearly. Why should she feel embarrassed, she reasoned. Maybe he was the one who should really feel embarrassed! Watching young women and men engaging in their…mating rituals. She knew, of course, about the Professor's theory that a person's mental achievements were dependent on a good sex life. She knew that he was trying to get evidence to prove his theory. But did all that really justify his blatant voyeurism? It had been only two weeks earlier that Professor Christopher Brown had asked Lisa to join his research group. He approached her because she had a certain reputation at the college. Compared to the other coeds, she was rumored to be a very good troller and a hot fuck afterward; however, most of the people at the club didn't know that Lisa was also an excellent scholar.
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But Professor Brown knew. She had the third highest grade average of all the coeds at the college. The combination of excellent scholarship and a very active sex life made Lisa an ideal candidate for the professor's research group. If he could just find a connection between her academic successes and her sex life, then he could claim that connection as proof of his theory that good sex makes a person smarter. At first, Lisa had been a little reluctant to join Professor Brown's group. If she did join, he would have access to all the intimate details of her sex life. He would watch her when she was in public. She would have to tell him, in detail, about everything that she did, or that was done to her, in private. The whole thing sounded very kinky to her. But Professor Brown did pay the members of his group very well from his grant money. Besides, she wouldn't have to do anything dangerous or offensive, just carry on with her normal sex life. She decided that she could live with the terms. And, there was something else that made Lisa seriously consider the professor’s invitation to become a member of his research group. It was the Professor himself. She thought Professor Brown was a very attractive man. At thirty years old, he was one of the youngest professors at the college. He looked even younger, though. She had taken a class in biology that he taught, and when she came into the class and saw Professor Brown for the first time, she thought a student was standing up in front of the class. He had once grown a mustache in an effort to look older, but she heard he had shaved it off after friends teased him about it. The second time the professor asked her, she agreed to join his group. Lisa was "working" on her first assignment for the Professor now. They both knew that he was in the club tonight to watch her. He would see everything that she did, storing it all away perfectly, in his multi-megabyte memory. He would even discreetly follow Lisa and her selected partner back to her apartment. His watching would end only after they were safely inside. Within the next couple of days, though, Lisa would have to give the Professor the post copulation interview.
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She had learned from other members of the research group that such interviews sometimes took up to two or three hours to complete. She would have to tell him, in detail, everything that happened in her apartment. And she would have to tell him, in detail, what she was feeling moment by moment. As she briefly thought about all of this, Lisa regained her composure and her confidence. She decided to complete this assignment. So what if he was there? So what if he watched her do what he had watched so many other coeds do? So what if he knew that trolling was just a prelude to frantic, animalistic fornication back in her apartment? Determined to earn her first paycheck as a member of Professor Brown's research group, she left the protection of the ladies' room and walked toward her targeted group. She felt momentarily anxious again as she passed the Professor in his booth, but she kept going. "Hi," she drawled to the young man that she thought was the cutest of the three. "I'm Lisa. I feel sooo hot. Dancing makes me feel…better. Wanna dance?” Slowly wetting her lips with the tip of her tongue, she looked him up and down. She was playing the seductress to perfection. Only a dead man would not have responded to the way she looked and the way she was acting. This young man was definitely not dead. "Fuck yeah, baby," he said. "But the band won't be starting to play in the next room for at least another ten minutes." "That's okay, sugar. If you want to wait for the music, you don't have to start yet. You can just stand right where you are. But if you don't mind, I'll go ahead and start now.” She stood right in front of him and started to gracefully swing her hips back and forth. She started to hear one of her favorite songs, a dance number, in her mind. She danced slowly, sensually, in perfect time with the beat that only she heard. She moved her hands up and down over her body, slowly caressing her hips and breasts, moaning occasionally as she squeezed her own soft flesh. What Lisa was doing kind of looked like a dance. But she was really trolling. She gradually moved her feet forward on each side of the young man, until he was standing
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between her widespread knees. She was constantly in motion, sliding her body up and down, and back and forth, against the young man's body. When she pressed her own groin against his, moving her hips around in a little circle, she felt his erect cock throb, even through the layers of clothing that still covered it. They were both getting very hot. "Oh, god!" he groaned at the seduction she was submitting him to. Lisa had quickly become the center of attention in the room. People, mostly men, started forming a sort of circle around Lisa and her chosen three. The Professor was having trouble seeing everything that she was doing, so he left his booth and became part of the circle. He didn't know why, but watching Lisa troll was making him feel…uneasy. He was very uncomfortable with what she was doing to the first young man. It seemed to be arousing an unexpected protective instinct in him, like for some reason he should "save" Lisa from the three men. When the Professor recognized his feelings, he suppressed them. He thought such feelings made no sense. After all, Lisa was here of her own free will. It wasn't like she hadn't done anything like this before. He knew that she had done it…many times before, in fact, and that she had enjoyed doing it. Still, somehow, his protective instinct wouldn't go away. Lisa knew that she had already won with the first guy. He was ready to follow her, like an obedient puppy, anywhere that she might lead. She turned her back to him and thrust her ass against his legs. Her movements didn't look anything like dancing anymore. Now, they seemed to simply be a sort of serpentine wiggling, a sensual rubbing of one body against another body. She lifted her skirt a little in the back and pressed her bare ass flesh against his jeans. Then she slowly leaned forward and started bending her legs to slowly lower herself down, maintaining the contact between her ass and his jeans the whole time, until her ass was nearly down to his knees. If she had stepped away from him, the observers would have been treated to the sight of the wet trail that she had left running down his leg. When she slowly stood up again, he grabbed her hips. He pumped his own hips back and forth, jamming his stiff cock shaft against her ass. Lisa realized that he was so excited there was a real chance that he might shoot off inside his pants, before his cock had even been released
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from its confinement. "Now, wouldn't that be a shame," Lisa giggled to herself. Thinking that maybe it was time to let him cool off a little, Lisa gestured for the other two guys to approach. They immediately came up close to her, one on each side, and started groping her. One of them reached through the opening in her blouse and grabbed her bare left breast. He squeezed the whole breast firmly, and then pinched the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “Owww! Take it easy!” Lisa said when he pinched too hard. She was starting to feel uncomfortable with these guys and what they were doing. People who were regular visitors to the club knew that trolling was supposed to be about some outrageous, but harmless, teasing of the men. This trio didn’t seem to know that, or maybe they just didn't care. They were starting to go beyond simple teasing. When the guy pinching her nipple hurt her again, she slapped his hand and pushed him back a little. The young man immediately responded with anger. “Whoa, BITCH!” he screamed as he slapped Lisa’s face. “You don’t go pushing me like that!” Lisa gasped, startled by the slap. “Wait…maybe this was just a bad idea.” The guy with Lisa’s juice on his pants grabbed both of her arms from the back. He held them behind her back, pulling and twisting them hard enough to make her groan with pain. Lisa was getting very frightened. In moments, what she had thought was going to be some harmless teasing, possibly followed later by some enjoyable fucking, had turned into something very different. She started to feel very threatened by these three young men. The one who had slapped Lisa raised his hand, preparing to slap her again, but the Professor grabbed his shoulder and spun him around and followed up by punching him hard in the face. The young man was caught off guard. He stumbled backward two or three steps, and then fell on his ass. The one holding Lisa’s arms let her go. He ran at the Professor, grabbed him around the waist, and tackled him. Both slid, together, across the floor from the force of the tackle. As they
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scrambled to their feet, the Professor swung his right fist again, knocking the tackler back down to the floor. The third young man had walked over to a table to get a beer bottle. Now, he swung the bottle hard. The blow hit the Professor just behind his right ear; the skin split open and his blood spurted out. The Professor groaned and dropped down to one knee. Fights were not common at the Satyr’s Club. Most of the customers knew better than to fight there. Buck and Caleb, the club’s bouncers, both large, muscular men, weighing at least 250 pounds; rushed to the scene of the fight. The young man holding the beer bottle looked like he was going to swing it again. But Buck grabbed his shirt at the back of his neck and pulled him roughly off his feet. Caleb grabbed the other two by their arms and started roughly pushing them toward the nearest exit. Still holding him by the scruff of his neck, Buck pulled the bottle-swinger along behind the others. As the bouncers threw the three young men through the door into an alley, Caleb told them, “You guys are leaving now. If I ever see your skinny little asses around here again, I’ll kick the shit out of `em. Got it?” They didn't answer right away, so he said again "YOU GOT IT?” The young men obviously weren’t happy about being so easily manhandled by the bouncers. But they had no choice. They nodded that they “got it.” Lisa had started screaming when the Professor threw his first punch. But when she saw him drop to his right knee with blood pouring from the wound on the back of his head, she rushed over to him. “Oh…Professor!” There were tears in her eyes as she looked up and shouted, “Call an ambulance! For god’s sake, someone call an ambulance!” The Professor raised his head and loudly said “NO! Please, NO ambulance!” He looked at Lisa. Her tears and obvious concern for him made him feel a little sorry for her. He tried to smile at her. “Don’t worry, Lisa. I’m not hurt bad. Just get me a wet towel, maybe with some pieces of
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ice in it to help stop this bleeding.” “Oh, Professor,” Lisa said through her tears. “I’m so sorry!” He looked at her. She had obviously been very shaken by the fight, and she was truly concerned about his injury. “Lisa…I’ll be okay. Really. This looks a lot worse than it is. Those punks didn’t hurt you did they?” She shook her head no. A bartender brought a large moist towel with some ice wrapped in it. “Professor Brown, we won’t call an ambulance if you don’t want us to. But as soon as you’re able, you should go to the hospital to see that you don’t need stitches or something. And we’ll need to clean this blood up as soon as possible.” “Thanks,” the Professor told him. “As soon as I get this bleeding stopped, I’ll be leaving.” He stood up, but immediately felt nauseous and very dizzy, so he dropped back down onto his knee. “Uhhh…not quite yet, I guess.” Lisa looked at him sternly, like a mother might look at her young, disobeying son. She had changed. She was in charge now. “Not hurt, huh? Why do men think they should pretend that they’re not hurt when they obviously are hurt?” She took the towel away from the Professor and pushed his hand away. “I better hold this if you really want to stop the bleeding. You just stay down for the moment. That bartender can just wait until you do feel good enough to leave.” Cathy and Jennifer pushed their way through the crowd of onlookers. “Lisa!” Cathy said. “When we first heard the commotion, we had no idea that you were involved. Is he going to be okay?” “Yes, but I’ll have to drive him to the hospital in my car.” “NO!” the Professor groaned. He tried to raise his head, but Lisa pushed it back down. “I’ll need to drive the Professor in my car,” Lisa said again, emphatically. “You two will be able to find another ride, won’t you?” “Sure. The band has been playing in the Red Room for almost ten minutes. You know what that means. Professor Brown, we hope you feel better real soon. Lisa, we’ll see you later. Come on, Jenn, the Red Room is ripe for trolling.”
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“Wait,” Lisa said. “Help me see if he can stand up yet.” The three ladies helped the Professor to his feet. Lisa handed the towel to him and said, “The bleeding has slowed down a lot. You can hold this now.” She pulled his left arm over the back of her neck, holding onto his left hand with her own, and put her right arm around his waist. “Thanks for your help. See you later.” Cathy and Jennifer went to the Red Room as Lisa carefully walked the Professor out to her car. He wouldn’t let her take him to the hospital, or even to his apartment, so she took him back to her own apartment.
***** By the time they got there, the bleeding had stopped. Lisa made it plain that she was still in control. She gave him a shower cap to cover his wound and told him to shower. She provided a long, thick bathrobe for him to use when he was done. When he came out into the living room, he saw that she had replaced her “fuck me” clothes with a sweatshirt and pants. He looked at her sheepishly. “When I got out of the shower, I couldn’t find any of my underwear.” “It’s gone. When I brought the robe into the bathroom, I looked at your clothes. All of it, even the socks, was covered with blood, so I threw it all away. Even your shoes are ruined. Do you have any idea how much blood you lost? I’m amazed that you can just stand there, normally, almost like nothing happened!” “So…do I just wear this robe when you take me over to my apartment?” “Okay, if that's what you want. Or…you could give me the keys to you apartment, and tell me where to find some of your clothes so that I can bring them back here for you to put on. I hope you appreciate all that I’m doing for you now. I do appreciate what you did for me at the club.” He sighed and sat down on the couch. “I guess this is a Friday night that neither of us will soon forget, huh? I’ve never seen a fight at the Satyr’s Club before. Have you?” “I actually had two groups of guys fight over me once at the club,” she answered. “That makes a lady feel pretty good. The ego thing, you know. But…I’ve never had anyone really fight
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for me before. That feels much, much better.” She walked to his side and gently stroked her hand over the bloodless part of his hair. “Thanks, Professor,” she whispered. She leaned down and planted a brief, soft kiss on his lips. Her gratitude was real and her kiss just a friendly one. But it had a predictable effect on the Professor. “God! Her lips are incredibly soft!" he thought. "Kissing her is a dream!” Even though his cock was soft, her kiss made it jump up a little. And the Professor’s inner lasciviousness started to assert itself. She stepped back and asked, “Can I get you something to drink?” “I’m kind of partial to cold plum wine.” “Yeah, right, like I keep gallons of that in my refrigerator just waiting for you to visit! How about a cold beer instead?” “That would be my second choice.” They sat on the couch, slowly drinking their beer. “Why wouldn’t you let me take you to a hospital when we left the club?” “This is only my second job as a college professor,” he explained. “Central State College hired me only because I have an excellent educational background. But I’m on probation here. I was fired from my first professor job for…getting into a fight.” Lisa’s mouth fell open and she looked at him in surprise. “That’s why I couldn’t go to any hospital. If the administrators back at the college heard about tonight’s fight, they’d fire me in a second. Being covered with blood, I couldn’t even risk going back to my own apartment. Some of the other single professors live in that apartment complex too. I’m sure to have been seen, and word of the fight would get back to the college.” “Shit! I had no idea you were such a pugilist!” She was laughing at him. “But what about the students who were there and know you?” “I can only hope that there weren’t too many of them, and that the ones who were there either respect me enough, or like me enough, to keep the fight to themselves.” She reached over and put her hand onto his knee, giving it a little squeeze. “I thought you were only risking your health when you fought for me. Now, I find out that you were risking
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your career too.” He thought he detected the hint of tears in her eyes when she looked at him. “Thank you, Professor. I really mean it.” Her look and knee squeezing made his cock jump again. This time, his cock was stiffer. When it jumped, the end of his cock pushed the robe out in a momentary bulge, and she saw it. “Professor…” She moved her hand down from his knee to where the bulge had been. She pressed down and felt his cock quickly swelling under her hand. “What do you have in your mind now? As you sit there beside me, naked but for my robe, what are you thinking of? Are you wondering if I might want you to fuck me?” “Lisa,” he groaned as she rubbed her hand over the robe to caress the growing hardness underneath. "I'm thinking that maybe, since your night didn't work out…and you're looking at what will probably be a guy-less weekend…maybe we should fuck each others brains out." She lifted the bottom of her sweatshirt and he put his hand inside. He was delighted to find that only the sweatshirt covered her breasts. He gently rolled her hardening right nipple between his thumb and forefinger, making her moan softly. She got down on her knees in front of him and pulled the sides of the robe open below the belt to expose his crotch. His cock was fully erect. She grabbed it at the base and leaned forward to put a hot, wet lick across its tip. “Gaaa!” he said as a sudden, strong shudder raced through his body. At first, she had seemed to be in a hurry. But now, it looked like she wanted to take her time. She slowly pumped the skin up and down along his cock shaft. She leaned down and licked all over his cock and balls. Finally, she opened her lips wide and pressed her mouth down over the head of his cock. When her lips closed down around his cock shaft, he jumped. The feeling was unexpectedly intense. She pressed slowly forward. When the tip of his cock reached her throat, she started to swallow. She swallowed again and again, until she had all of him inside. She began to slowly move her head up and down, taking him in to the hilt, then pulling back until only the head remained in her mouth. She expertly deep throated his cock for several minutes. He started to feel the tingle, and the throbbing, that told him he was going to cum soon. He shuddered again, violently. He put his hands on her shoulders and gently tried to push her back.
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But she wouldn‘t let him. “Ohhh, Lisa!” he groaned. “You’re going to…to make me…cummm!” She wouldn’t stop, and he couldn’t stop. His cock shot jet after jet of his thick, pungent goo into her mouth. “Ohhh!” she moaned when the first hot spurt hit the back of her throat. She wouldn’t stop sucking him when he pushed on her shoulders because she wanted to make him cum with her mouth. She wanted to taste his hot, salty jizz, and to swallow it all. She had enjoyed hearing him moan and watching him squirm as she swallowed his cock again and again. Now, she just had to get him up again so they could enjoy some of the other sexual possibilities. She pulled her mouth off of his cock only long enough to remove her sweatshirt. The sight of her beautiful tits made the professor gasp. He leaned forward and caressed her tits as she took all of his softened cock back into her hot mouth. He had erupted violently. Usually, when he came really hard like that, his dick would be finished for at least half an hour. But even though his cock was soft, Lisa wouldn’t let him pull it from her mouth. She kept her face pressed firmly against his groin, pushing his cock back and forth with her tongue. She reached down under her chin to play with his balls. That’s when he felt the first stirrings that told him she would be successful. She was going to get his cock up again in much less than half an hour. As she felt his cock swelling in her mouth, she felt a real sense of satisfaction and power. He might not be able to simply will his cock back to life so quickly, but she could do things to resurrect it. As his cock stiffened, she sucked harder and started to move her head slowly up and down, pulling her lips back along the shaft to the head, then pressing them down again to the base. After just a few minutes, he was ready again for the other possibilities. “Professor,” she said as she stood and held out her hand to him. He jumped quickly up, his re-swollen cock poking out between the sides of the robe, and gently took her hand. She led the way to her bed. Standing beside the bed, they held each other and kissed deeply.
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She opened the belt and pushed the robe off his shoulders. He slipped his arms out of the sleeves and the robe fell to the floor. Then it was his turn. He opened the button at the front of her pants and pulled the zipper down. He slowly squatted down and pulled the pants down her legs to the floor. “What are these?” he said, scowling at her panties. “Don’t complain! These are comfortable.” She was wearing full-coverage cotton panties; the sort of underwear that he imagined his grandmother would wear. "Of course…not as comfortable as wearing nothing,” she said as her comfortable panties quickly joined her pants on the floor, and she stepped out of everything. She lay on the bed on her back. He got onto the bed beside her. “Lift up a little,” he told her. He pushed a pillow under her ass to hold it up. She spread her knees wide and he got into position between them. She barely felt the first kiss on her outer lips; it was so gentle. But his kisses quickly got firmer and she felt every stimulating touch. He started to alternately kiss, suck and lick her. She was softly moaning almost constantly, and he swallowed frequently as her juices filled his mouth again and again. He pulled back a little and put his thumbs at the sides of her cunt mouth. He pushed gently outward, spreading her outer and inner lips, and opening the first couple inches of her hole. When he thrust his hot tongue as far up into her open tunnel as he could, she shuddered and came. The walls of her cunt closed down around his tongue, sucking on it, pulling it even deeper inside, as she covered his face with her sweet cream. “Ohhh!” she said as she came. Then, after her violent shuddering had passed, she raised her head and said “Thanks, Professor. That was a good start! Now…let’s see if we can think of something else to do!” She stood beside the bed and pushed the pillow to the side. "You take my place on the bed now, stud. On your back." While he was getting into position, she took a small jar from a nightstand beside the bed. She got onto her knees beside him and scooped something from the jar onto her fingertips. Then she spread it around both his nipples. The stuff she was spreading felt cool on his skin, and the feelings made him shiver.
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When each of his nipples had been covered with the stuff, she put the jar back into the nightstand. She leaned over him and started to blow on his nipples. He was surprised by what her blowing did. It made the stuff from the jar heat up. The heating seemed to make every nerve ending come alive. When she started to lick and suck his nipples, he was amazed at how strong the feelings were and how good her mouth felt. He put his hands on the back of her head and gently pulled down. "Lick them harder!" he said. While she was working on one side with her mouth, she worked on the other side with her hand. He felt her lick hotly around his right nipple. Then she squeezed the flesh around the nipple to make it stand out from his chest. She took the nipple between her teeth…then suddenly bit down on it, hard. "Owww! SHIT!" he screamed, and his body jerked reflexively at the unexpected, sharp pain. For just a moment, he started to get angry. But then he realized that a new, even more intense fire was raging in his bitten nipple. Every nerve ending was responding to her bite, first signaling pain, then pleasure, to his brain. Her quick bite was hard enough to break the skin and draw blood. Now, she pulled back a little and squeezed the flesh around the nipple. Her squeeze made several drops of blood appear. She moaned when she saw his blood, even though she had seen much more of it back at the club. This blood was different because now he was bleeding for her pleasure. She immediately lowered her mouth to his chest, sucking the wounded nipple, and the blood from it, into her mouth. When she sucked on his nipple now, it felt far better than he ever thought it could, even better than it did before the bite. She gently licked and sucked his right nipple for a few more moments. Then she laid her face against his chest and looked up at him. "I hope that wasn't too painful for you, Professor," she innocently said. "I guess not," he answered with a mock frown. "But it sure surprised me. And I never suspected that my nipple was so sensitive, capable of feeling…so much." She moved down between his legs and licked his cock and balls while she thought about
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whether to use her toys or not. She had always wanted to use them. But the guys that she brought to her apartment from the Satyr's Club didn't seem right. They were, after all, just guys. She had never used her toys with any of them. The Professor was different. He was a man. She decided that she had to take advantage of this chance to do something that she had always wanted to do with a man. She looked up at his face and asked, "Do you trust me?" "Yes," he laughed. "At least, if you promise that you won't bite me again, I trust you!" "No. I'm serious. Do you really trust me?" He paused for a moment to consider the implications of her question. Then he answered seriously "Yes, Lisa. I do trust you." "Good!" she said happily. "Then roll over on your stomach.” When he was lying on his stomach, he couldn't see what she was doing. But he heard her go to the dresser and open a couple of drawers. She momentarily looked through one of the drawers, then came back to the bed and got onto her knees beside him. "Put your hands behind your back." "Wha…what?" "Just do it!” Moments later, she had his hands handcuffed together behind his back. "Lisa," he objected. "I'm not sure about this." "You said that you trust me, so now you can just prove it by doing what I tell you to do.” She loved seeing the Professor face down on her bed, hands bound together behind his back. She was getting even wetter than before. She was going to live out one of her favorite fantasies with the Professor. She knew that, when he made her cum, it would be a tremendous orgasm. She leaned down until her mouth was just behind his left ear. "Don't worry, baby," she whispered. "You're going to love this as much as I will." She went back to the dresser and rummaged through one of the drawers for a moment. Standing beside the bed, she told him "Roll over and sit up." With his hands bound behind his back, he couldn't do it exactly that way. He rolled onto his
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side and pulled his knees up to get into a kneeling position. Then he turned over and sat down. He was startled, almost shocked, to see that Lisa was holding a black leather hood. She enjoyed the startled look on his face when he first saw the hood. This reality was turning out to be even better than her fantasy. "Open your mouth," she ordered. He wasn't at all sure that it was a good thing for him to do. She wasn't tolerating any reluctance, though, so he opened his mouth. She immediately lifted the hood up to his face and pushed a short length of hard rubber, attached to the inside of the hood, into his mouth. Then she pulled the hood over his head. The Professor had seen the rubber thing for only a moment. It looked like a very small dildo shaped like a cock. It was about two inches long and maybe almost an inch thick. He was surprised to feel how much of his mouth was filled by that little rubber dick. As she secured the hood in place, she noticed that the Professor's breathing was getting very shallow and rapid. He wasn't hyperventilating, but he wasn't too far from it. The hood didn't make it hard for him to breathe or anything. He was just starting to really fear what Lisa might have in store for him. Blinded by the hood and with his hands bound behind his back, he was feeling completely at her mercy. He hoped that she wasn't going to go too far with this. He knew about female domination and male submission, of course. But he had no personal experience with it. The possibilities both excited and frightened him. She thought that his anxious breathing was perfect. She knew that he was at least a little bit afraid of her now, and that was exactly what she wanted him to feel. "God!" she thought, "if I had known that using my toys on a man was going to be this much fun, I would have brought a real man home with me a long time ago!" "I'm attaching one of my favorite dildos to the hood now, Professor," she told him. He felt her pressing something against the hood right over his mouth. After a moment, he heard a click as it snapped into place. She stepped back to look at him. She thought he looked wonderful, with her eight-inch rubber dick sticking straight out from his face and with his own cock sticking straight up from his crotch.
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"Use the little rubber dick that's in your mouth to move my big rubber dick. If you push against the left side of the little dick, my dick moves to the left, and so forth. Show me. Move my dick to the right.” He pushed his tongue, as hard as he could, against the right side of the little dick. She smiled when her big rubber dick swung a little to the right. "You're going to make me cum…as many times as I say…using my beautiful big dick. We'll do it in the living room." She didn't say any more, so he assumed that she had gone into the living room. After a few moments, he got off the bed and tried to make his own way into the living room. It wasn't easy. He had to move slowly, and he tried to feel his way along by reaching out with his feet. He soon realized that Lisa hadn't really gone into the living room ahead of him. She giggled happily at him when he ran into a piece of furniture, or when he nearly tripped over something. She was watching, and obviously enjoying his predicament and his efforts to deal with it. After several minutes, with only a little progress toward the living room, she simply grabbed his cock and pulled him, without a word, into the living room. "Lie down on your back," she told him. When he lay down on his back, both his cock and her big rubber cock stuck straight up in the air. She took a small pillow from the end of the couch and stuck it under his head. She grabbed his cock and pumped the skin up and down along the shaft. Then, facing toward his feet, she deep throated his cock again, just like before, until her nose was pressed against his ball sack. She moved her head up and down, making him groan into the little rubber dick in his mouth. She moved around until she was straddling his head, her dripping cunt poised directly over his face. This was it. She moaned at the thought of what she was about to do. "Hold my big rubber dick still!" she told him. "Then, after it's in, start moving my dick around.” She carefully lowered herself and backed against the end of her big rubber dick. The head spread her outer lips and slipped into her.
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"Ahhh!" she sighed as a small orgasm quickly raced through her body. That, she knew, was not THE orgasm. Not the one that she really wanted. When the mild spasms finally subsided, she slowly pushed herself down farther. Her big rubber dick slipped into her wet cunt easily. She pressed down and back until it was in to the hilt. When he knew that it was in, he started to push the little dick in his mouth back and forth with his tongue. "Ohhh!" she moaned as she leaned forward and swallowed his cock again. She started to move her head up and down on his cock, and her ass up and down on her rubber dick, with a steady rhythm. When her head went down, her ass came up. When her head came up, her ass went down. As she deep-throated his cock again, he was rapidly approaching another powerful orgasm. He had to concentrate to remember to keep pushing the little rubber dick in his mouth back and forth with his tongue. From the frantic way that she was riding her big rubber dick, he knew that she was approaching a powerful orgasm of her own. He could feel the heat as her juices trickled down onto the hood around his mouth. He loved what Lisa was doing. This had never been one of his fantasies before. But after tonight, it would be. She pulled her mouth off of his cock to concentrate on the explosion building in her loins. She put her hands on his chest and pressed herself down onto her dildo. When she was all the way down, the air holes in the hood were covered. He couldn't get any air. When he started to squirm in a quest for air, turning his head from side to side, and she came. It was the big one this time. "AHHH!" she screamed as her body shook in a mind-blowing orgasm. The walls of her cunt alternately opened wide, and then clamped down tight around the fake cock, again and again. Even before her violent spasms ended, she leaned forward to again swallow the Professor's cock. She quickly re-established her rhythm, pressing her hot mouth all the way down, then pulling back until only the head remained in her mouth, then down again He knew that she had just cum very hard. In moments, he joined her, blasting his hot cum a
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second time into her talented mouth. They were both completely spent. Lisa had lived out one of her fantasies, and had chosen the Professor to share it with. She stayed on top of him, simply enjoying the serene glow that follows an explosive orgasm. He had to lie there quietly, still wearing the handcuffs and the hood. But he didn't mind. He was enjoying his own serene glow. After a few minutes, she took off the handcuffs and the hood. Still naked, he sat down on the couch. Still naked, she sat down beside him, with her legs over his and her head down on his chest. "Professor, I'm really, really glad that my night turned out differently than planned. Ummm, everyone knows that you're not married. You don't have a steady girlfriend, do you?" "No, Lisa, no girlfriend." The Professor thought that she was blushing as she went on. "Well…do you think…a student could ever be your girlfriend?" The Professor looked at her and trembled with excitement. He could hardly believe that Lisa, this wonderful, dream of a young woman, might want to be his girlfriend. With his mouth dry and his hands starting to sweat, he said "Lisa, if a beautiful, smart, young woman…like you…who just happened to be a student…like you…ever wanted to be my girlfriend, my heart would fill with such joy, I might have to just shout out loud to let some of it come out. Otherwise, my poor heart might just blow up like a big old balloon." "Professor…I know a girl like that…you know, beautiful and smart, like you said…who wants to be your girlfriend…Me." The Professor looked at her for a couple of seconds and took a deep breath. "YEEOOWW!" he suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs. She was startled by his sudden lack of proper apartment-dwellers' decorum. "Professor! No…my neighbors…" "YEEOOWW!" "Professor! Stop! You'll get me in trouble…” She saw that he was going to shout again. Giggling, she clamped her hand tightly over his mouth. The only thing that he could get through
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her hand was a muffled "Mpheow!” They both laughed. The sound of the laughter was the last sound that they made for a while. They kissed, and then simply enjoyed holding each other in silence. After several minutes, the Professor softly said, "Lisa, you know that you won't be able to take any of the classes that I'm teaching. And about your trolling…" "Oh, I won't be doing that anymore. I've kind of lost interest in it. That's just for those who don't have steadies. And I'm afraid I can't be a member of your research group anymore." "I think maybe I'll have to transfer that project to another researcher. I've kind of lost interest in that project…since I have a girlfriend now." "Don't you believe that good sex makes a person smarter?" she asked. "Yes, I believe that it really does. Having good sex helps a person remember better and think more clearly." "Remember better and think more clearly. That's exactly what I need to do to get a good grade on a big history test on Monday. Think we can do some more this weekend to make sure I'll get an 'A' on that test?"
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