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Higher Education Ch. 01

By: rgjohn



My name is James Adams and I teach Philosophy 101 to freshmen students at a mid-sized college. This is my eighth year and I am being considered for a full professorship. The title of professor means some extra money but more importantly it means tenure and recognition that I am finally a part of the college infrastructure. Sure, I know the decision to give a teacher tenure is as much political as it is academic but I would be lying if I said it wasn't important. It means that I would become part of the establishment of the college-something every college teacher works for. 

Now I can look back on my career and smile. However, it has been a bumpy ride at times but there was a lot of fun along the way as well. To be sure, there were times that I thought this day would never come. 

How did I get to this point in my life? Well, I guess there is always a little bit of luck when one achieves their career goals. However, I didn't start out to be a college professor. The truth is that the odds were stacked against me in many ways. After graduating from high school with a solid "c," I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life. Somehow I got the bright idea to join the Army. Actually I think it was my old man that said that I needed to either get a job or join the Army. I joined the Army. It seemed the easier path. I spent four years in the service, learning how to use lethal weapons as well as how to avoid being killed. Strangely, that's how I ended up as a philosophy major in college. It came to me one night as I was sweltering in some God forsaken jungle in South America waiting to ambush drug smugglers. I was part of the Army's "special ops" team that was assigned to deal with the drug trade south of our borders. My team was hidden in dense jungle overgrowth next to a known drug smuggler's trail, trying our best to keep quiet as misquotes tried just as hard to carry us away. 

It was a rare moment of lucid thought that I wondered what the hell I was doing risking my life in this low paid and dangerous job. That may have been the closest I had ever come to a philosophical thought. The answer was like a revelation to me. It seemed like most of the guys around me were crazy or at least acted that way and would have been here even if they weren't paid. I realized that there had to be a better way to make a living. I resolved in that moment of sanity to get out of the military as soon as possible. Hopefully alive!

Within six months I was mustering out of the Army and searching to find a college that would take me regardless of my academic record. Fortunately, I had a connection from a friend of a friend and found a school that would give me the benefit of the doubt. I used the money that I had saved in the past four years, plus the college reimbursement that the Army provided, to register at a small college in upstate New York. The money wasn't enough for all my expenses but I worked a couple of extra jobs and made ends meet. I even received a scholarship to stay on and finish my graduate degree, before going to work for real. 

After graduation, I took the first job I could find (always in desperate need of money) and began teaching at a private all boys' high school. Surprisingly teaching wasn't all that different from the Army, i.e., working with unruly boys whose testosterone levels were bubbling over. Fortunately, after two years at the school I got lucky and landed a job teaching intro philosophy at a mid-sized college. That was the beginning of my career and while I didn't know it at the time, began my education in the world of college politics and sex (well, mostly sex). 

This story is about how I got here and the ups and downs (pun intended) along the way.

Chapter 1

I remember my first day on the job like it was yesterday. I was sitting behind this very desk trying to act like "professor cool" as students filed into the room. Believe it or not, I had on a tweed jacket, with elbow patches and a vest. I even had a pipe on my desk, although I didn't smoke. However, behind my attempt at a suave demeanor was a very nervous young man. Maybe it was because I had never had a class with thirty students. The size of my classes at the small private school had been in the neighborhood of twelve to fifteen students, and more importantly, all boys. Here, I knew from the roster that I had about twenty girls and ten boys in my first class. That seemed to be the general ratio for my other classes as well. 

From my Army days and teaching at a boy's school, I had grown very comfortable being around and teaching guys. Now I would have to learn to deal with the fairer sex. Not that I was totally inexperienced with girls but, believe it or not, I was a somewhat shy, if not naive man. Sometimes I think that's why I went into the Army and even accepted the job at the boys' school-I could do the macho thing to cover up my shyness with girls. 

It was a warm day in late August when the term began so the girls were wearing as little as possible. I tried not to watch as one pretty co-ed after the other flowed into the room. However, while my eyes were pretending to be on the papers on my desk (I have great peripheral vision) I could see the ladies as they walked by. Most wore shorts and tank tops, but some had on short summer dresses. I grew up in a house with three sisters so I was familiar with the "hoochie" look-a cross between sluttish and... well sluttish, but acceptable in the circle of most teenaged girls.

My first challenge was learning all of their names. However, I was and am terrible with names. I know the trick is to associate the name with something else but I have a hard time remembering the "something else." Anyway, I always try. There was Jennifer, with the big breasts. I thought she looked like Jennifer Aniston, although this Jennifer had much bigger breasts. Then there was Rachael. She looked a little like Rachael Welsh (when she was young-unfortunately without the big breasts). Then there was Molly who had on a multicolored top that reminded me of a lollipop. Molly... lolli... well, you get the picture. It didn't work anyway.

Somehow I muttled through two classes that morning with one left in the afternoon. I hoped that I had maintained my professional demeanor but I had a pretty good suspicion that many of the students knew that I was green. Several of the girls stopped by my desk to say hi and bat their pretty eyes at me. At the time I thought that there was no way that they could sway my objective opinion of them, which was strictly based on their academic achievements. That was one of the many things I have been wrong about in my career.

When the ending bell rang, and the students had left, I looked up to see my mentor standing in the doorway. Each new teacher is assigned an experienced "older" teacher to help them learn the procedures and policies of the college. It is actually a pretty good program and I've mentored a number of new teachers over the years. My mentor was Abigail VanBuren. Abigail was an "older" woman of about forty. (When you're thirty, anyone over 31 is "older.") She wore her hair short and had horned-rim glasses. However, underneath her "college professor" exterior she appeared to be a very sexy woman. It happened that she was also the Dean of the Philosophy Department, my boss and a very important person to my career. However, I had no idea how important at the time.

"Jim, I have a few papers for you to sign and then we can go to lunch if you like."

"That would be great," I said as I nervously straightened up the papers covering my already messy desk. 

"Come on down to my office."

Abigail turned and walked out the door. As I hurried to follow her down the hall, I couldn't help notice that, while she was always professionally dressed, she wore her clothes too tight. However, she had the shape to get away with it. That day she was wearing a gray business suit with a form fitting skirt and jacket. She had on a white blouse with a colorful scarf around her neck. My eyes followed her rear as she strode purposefully on four-inch high heels down the hall in front of me. It almost appeared that she was swaying her hips a little more than necessary. However, I thought it could have been because of the very high heels that she was wearing. I found out it was the former.

I followed her into a large and well-furnished office and sat down in a chair in front of her large desk. There was a leather sofa, two end tables with lamps, a coffee table and two desk chairs in the spacious room. Covering the walls, were bookshelves and plaques showing her academic accomplishments and awards. A very lavish office even for a Dean of Philosophy, I observed. 

Her desk was neat and tidy like her. The room smelled of lilacs but I wasn't sure if it were her perfume or the real thing. There were large bouquets of fresh cut flowers on her desk and the coffee table, giving the otherwise mannish office a feminine touch. The flowers could have been lilacs but I had no clue about such things.

Abigail sat down at her desk and folded her hands on in front of her. "So how was your first morning," she said with a knowing smile, her blue eyes sparkling.

"Very tense, but I got through it somehow."

"I can still remember my first day of teaching. It was very trying and I almost quit after the first week. That's why we started the mentoring program. Unfortunately we lost some good people before we realized that we needed to give the new teachers some additional support."

I smiled and said that I appreciated her taking her valuable time to help me. She admitted that she didn't normally mentor anymore but when she saw someone "special" she made an exception. I sensed something in the way she said "special." I certainly didn't consider myself special. However, I found out what she meant a few minutes later.

Abigail got up and walked around her desk with several papers in her hand. She leaned back on the desk in front of me. My eyes naturally went to the expanse of nylon that was revealed as she leaned back and her short skirt pulled upward. Her opaque nylons shimmered in the sunlight coming from the window. When I looked up I saw her watching me and I blushed like a high school boy. I'm sure she noticed but she didn't say anything. 

"Uh... are those the papers I have to sign?" I stammered, trying to cover my embarrassment as I reached out for the papers.

"Yes," she said, but instead of handing them to me she put the papers down on the desk beside her. Then, to my surprise, she scooted up and sat on the desk.

My eyes opened wide when I realized that I was now almost eye-level with her legs. When she crossed her legs, it made her short skirt pull higher. I could actually see the tops of her thigh high nylons and a hint of white flesh where her skirt and the desk met. Again, when I looked up, I saw her looking at me, this time with a smile on her face. I was beginning to get very nervous. 

"Jim, there are a few rules around here that you should know." Abigail paused as I tried to keep my eyes on her face.

"First, as you are aware, I am the head of the department. I run a pretty tight ship and I expect my teachers to obey the rules." She paused and then added, "When I say jump, you should only ask how high." There was a smile on her face but I was pretty sure she wasn't joking. "Additionally, I expect you to be on time for class and prepared. I expect promptness from all of my teachers. Is that understood?" 

"Yes ma'am," I answered, and swallowed hard. This sounded a lot like the speech that my drill sergeants gave me when I entered the Army. Only, there was a lot more "mother-fucker's" mixed with the military language. 

"Secondly, the college takes a very dim view of teachers fraternizing with students. I warn you of this because almost seventy per cent of our student body is female. You are a handsome young man." Again she paused and smiled at me. I almost thought she was going to wink. Then she continued, "Do not doubt for a moment that some of the students will try to use their considerable charm to get a grade with their body that their mind can't achieve." 

I didn't respond but nodded my head. Then I watched as she reached up and pulled the scarf from around her neck. 

"It's getting warm in here isn't it?" she said and unbuttoned two of the buttons on her blouse. I could now see that she had a substantial cleavage. Then she unbuttoned her jacked and pulled it open.

I gasped. She didn't have on a bra and I could plainly see her hard nipples poking through the thin material. Although I wanted to avert my eyes, I found it impossible. I could even see the dark rings of her areolas. I felt an unwanted tingle in my groin and squirmed in my chair. 

Abigail was quiet for a time, most likely watching for my reaction. Her eyes darted to my groin. I think she saw what she wanted to see. She continued, "So stay away from the co-ed's and be prepared and you will be rewarded." Then Abigail pointed to the forms next to her on the desk. "Sign these," she said as she uncrossed her legs.

My eyes glanced toward her now open legs. I almost gasped because it appeared that she wasn't wearing panties. However, I forced myself to look at the forms. They were some kind of tax withholding forms that I was certain I had already signed several weeks ago. Still, I wasn't going to argue. I wanted to get out of there as soon as I could. I signed both forms quickly. 

"There is only one rule left to understand," Abigail said as she got up and went to the office door. She turned and leaned against the closed door, smiling at me. Her hands were behind her back and I heard a distinct "click." Then she walked over and casually closed the blinds, leaving the room lit only by a small desk lamp that I hadn't even noticed was on. 

I could feel sweat beading on my brow. I wasn't that na‹ve and knew that I was on very dangerous grounds here. However, nothing in my military experience prepared me for this. I felt the sudden urge to get up and run from the room. However, I was pretty certain that it would mean the loss of my job. Instead, I sat in stunned silence as the older woman approached me. She stepped between the desk and me. I was almost afraid to look up at her. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I saw her throw her glasses onto the desk carelessly. They slid across the desk and fell to the floor on the other side. Suddenly, the prim and proper Dean of Philosophy went to her knees in front of me. I opened my mouth in shock and looked at her face. It was a mask of lust. Then, I jumped as she placed both hands on my thighs. 

"Very strong," she said as she squeezed the muscles in my tense thighs. 

Incredibly, I felt a moment of pride that I still kept myself in excellent shape. However, that passed quickly as I watched her hands slowly moving up my thighs and then toward my groin. I sat stiffly in my chair, almost as if I was disembodied and watching from afar. Suddenly her fingers found my groin and my entire body tensed and I gasped. 

"Mmmm nice," she said as she felt my lengthening penis under my slacks.

Again, I felt the overpowering urge to run. Instead, I closed my eyes and trembled as her expert fingers worked on my covered penis until it was a throbbing tent in my pants. As much as I didn't want this to happen, I was incapable of stopping it. When I heard my zipper being pulled down, my eyes flew open and I looked at the kneeling woman. However, Abigail wasn't looking at me. She was busy fishing her hand inside my slacks, searching for my swollen shaft.

I closed my eyes again and moaned when her warm hand wrapped around it. I heard a sharp intake of her breath as she pulled my penis out into the open. 

"Oh yes," she whisper to herself. "I knew you would have a nice cock." 

I opened my eyes in surprised at her words. I saw her pretty blue eyes staring back at me as her soft hand with red painted fingernails wrapped around my throbbing penis. By this time I was very excited and it was all that I could do not to spend in her face like some horny teenager.

She held my penis up and waved it like a baton and said, "The last rule is that this... is mine anytime I want it." With that she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to lick the swollen head.

I didn't argue. Instead I moaned and watched her run her tongue around the crown until it reached the dripping head. She squeezed her fist, forcing a large drop of clear liquid from the slit before swiping her tongue across it and swallowing. Then, she growled deep in her throat and took my penis into her mouth.

I bit my tongue to keep from moaning as I watched her head move downward until her lips were in my pubic hair. I do not have a giant penis, and while it is bigger than average, I had never had a girl take me all the way into her throat. However, Abigail didn't seem to have a problem. I could feel her tongue come out to tickle my balls as her throat muscles massaged my shaft. My fists clenched into balls in order to avoid grabbing her head. I surmised that she wasn't a woman that liked to be forced to do anything. Instead, I lifted my hips and moaned.

Abigail sucked me for a few minutes and then pulled her mouth away, her lips making a loud pop as the swollen head slipped from her sucking lips. Her lipstick and saliva was smeared on my penis. Her eyes were wild with lust. 

"So... you like to have your... cock sucked?" she asked rhetorically and breathlessly as she looked at me and fisted my slippery shaft. I could see her firm and bra-less breasts moving up and down with her growing excitement. "That's fortunate because I loveeee to suck cock." With that the pretty woman dropped her head and took me into her throat again. I felt her tremble in excitement and heard her moan deep in her throat. 

It had been quite some time since I had had sex and it didn't take long for my balls to begin to tighten. I felt compelled to warn her. "Dean... Dean VanBuren," I groaned, not knowing what else to call her. I heard her moan and felt her suck harder. "I... I'm... going to..." I warned as I lifted my hips and hissed thought my teeth. My penis throbbed and suddenly began to spew my juice deep into her throat. My penis was so far down her throat that I doubt that she tasted the first couple of blasts. Then she pulled her head back until just the crown was in her mouth. Her fist moved up and down the shaft in a milking motion. Suddenly, her body began to tremble. I realized that she was climaxing as she was drinking my sperm. 

I was sitting with my head back and still gasping for breath when Dean VanBuren rose. Through half opened eyes I watched as she walked around behind her desk and picked up her glasses. Then she sat back down at the desk, put her prim glasses back on, and pulled a tissue out of a drawer to dab her lips. "I forgot that I have an appointment for lunch already. You don't mind if I take a rain check do you?"

"Uh... no... uh not at all," I said, almost relieved that I didn't have to go to lunch with her after what just happened. I stood up quickly.

"By the way, there is going to be a little party at my house on Friday night. I live on Monroe Street just across from the entrance to the campus. Everyone knows where it is. See you about eight?" 

I assumed the party was to greet the new staff. "Yea... sure," I said before I could think of an excuse not to go. As I stood trying to get my thoughts together, I heard her clear her throat. I saw that she was looking at my crotch. My face turned bright red when I looked down and saw that my almost soft penis was still hanging out of my pants. There was a drip of my sperm hanging from the head. Abigail had a smile on her face as she reached over the desk to hand me a tissue. I snatched the tissue and turned away, wiping my penis before hastily putting it back in my pants and pulling up my zipper. 


Higher Education Ch. 01-02



Chapter one : College Brings New Experiences

I earned my Masters Degree in the first semester of my colligate life. Okay I can sense that most of you are rolling your eyes and saying something like, 'My oh my, doesn't he have a high opinion of his intellect.' Well let me try to explain that a little better. I am using the term 'Masters Degree' in a little different way than perhaps you are thinking. Okay, now I probably have you all confused, so let me just stop here and tell you my story from the beginning.

I turned eighteen two months after I graduated high school and just a month before I headed off to college. This would be the first time that I would really be away from home for more then a week or two on my own. Suffice it to say, I wasn't a very experienced person in any of the ways of life. I was excited about getting out into the world, into a big city, and to start to finally experience all the things I had either read about or heard stories about from others. 

The college I choose, well they choose me really, I had received a full two year scholarship, encouraged the incoming freshmen to arrive three weeks early so that they could tour the facilities and get to know the city and the way things worked. I was more than happy to get out of my little home town and get on with this next stage of my life. 

I arrived at the dorms midmorning on Monday and quickly learned I would be in a dorm room on the third floor. I would be sharing the room with two other young men, one was another freshman who would be arriving the same day, and the other one who was a Junior, wouldn't be arriving until a day or two before classes started. The lady at the dorm offices led me up the stairwell to the third floor and walked me to my room. After letting me in she handed me the door key and told me to get settled in and she would return later with the appropriate maps and papers that coincided with my class schedule. I thanked her and she left, closing the door behind her. 

The room was small, but spacious enough for three people. There was a bed along the right wall, another along the left wall and the third bed was along the far wall between the other two. There was a small desk at the head of each bed and a dresser at the foot of each bed. In one corner was a small kitchenette and then there was a small sofa and three comfortable looking chairs and a couple of tables in the center of the room. I looked over the beds and opted for the one on the right. It was closest to a window and since the center bed was already made up and tagged, I figured the junior had reserved that one from the previous year. I dropped my bags on the desk by the bed. I noticed the package of linens and towels on the bed. Oh great I thought, I guess I have to make my own bed from now on, moms not gonna be here to do that anymore. I neatly made the bed and sat down on it and looked around the room. I got up and opened the only other door in the room except for the door I had entered. It was the bathroom. It was rather spacious. A large tub, plus a separate shower stall. It had a double sink and a toilet off in the corner behind a half wall. There were three small cabinets on the wall, each with its own key still in the keyhole. I choose the first one and opened it, to my surprise it was filled with all the toiletries one would need. I closed the door and turned the key and removed it and slipped it into my pocket. I took a quick piss and went back out into the main room.

I started to unpack my bags and was putting things into the dresser when there was a knock on the door. "Come in." I called out. It was the same nice lady that led me to the room.

"Toby," She began as she motioned to the young man beside her. "This is Jake; he will be your roommate this year along with Benjamin. Jake here is a freshman just like you; while Benjamin is a junior who you will meet I'm guessing in a couple weeks." 

"Hi Jake, nice to meet you." I said as I walked across the room, hand extended.

"Same here Toby." He replied.

"Well I'll let you guys get acquainted and settled in," She said as she turned to leave. "Any problems or questions just come downstairs and see me. Good luck guys."

"Thanks, have a nice day." I replied as she walked out and closed the door.

"So where are you from?" Jake asked me.

"Medford Minnesota," I answered. "I'm sure you've never heard of it, it's a small town in the middle of the state. So how about you?"

"I'm from Houston Texas," he replied, then added jokingly. "Ever hear of it?"

"Yeah, I think I have." I laughed. "So, uh, well I don't know what else to say, not use to meeting new people yet."

"Yeah me neither," Jake said as he dropped his bags on the bed against the far wall. "So when did you get here?"

"About an hour ago I guess."

"So what are your plans for today?"

"I thought I would check out the buildings on the quad and see if I can follow these maps they gave me."

"Cool," Jake answered. "I think I'll just stay here and chill out for the day and start out checking things out tomorrow." He turned to his bags and began unpacking and then added politely. "Unless you want company on your walk around?"

"Thanks for asking, but I think I'd rather check it out alone today, see if I get lost or not." I laughed. I pulled out my cell phone. "Let's exchange numbers in case I change my mind."

"Or you get lost?" Jake laughed.

"Yeah," I answered jokingly. "Plus as roommates we should probably have each others number anyway."

We exchanged numbers and he went back to unpacking. 

"So I'm gonna hit the shower before I leave, you need to use the bathroom before I go in?"

"Oh yeah," Jake said. "The joy of a shared bathroom, thanks for asking, I actually do by the way." Jake went into the bathroom and closed the door. 

I don't really remember why I did this, but I did. While Jake was in the bathroom I set my camera up on my dresser and looked through the viewfinder and moved it around until it was viewing most of the room. I plugged it into my computer and pressed the record button and took off my shirt and laid it across the camera covering the red light that indicated it was recording. I didn't set it up for security really, I didn't think Jake looked like he would go through my stuff or steal anything, I guess I was just curious what college dorm room life would be like and this might give me a small view into that life. I was sitting on my bed with a towel over my right shoulder when Jake exited the bathroom. I stood up, my clean clothes in my hand and walked towards the bathroom past him, I thought I caught his eyes staring at my abdomen when I did, but I just shrugged it off as being in close quarters and one had to look somewhere, and I was looking at him after all.

I showered and redressed in the bathroom and walked out. I dropped my pants, socks and underwear into the laundry hamper as I went back to my bed and sat down and put on clean socks before slipping on my shoes.

"Well see you in a couple of hours I guess." I said as I headed for the door.

"Yeah, see you later," Jake replied and then laughed. "Call me if you get lost."

I laughed and left the room and headed downstairs and outside. I stood in front of the dorm building for a couple of minutes just drinking in the views of the campus before I headed off on my journey. As I walked down the sidewalk, I had the weird feeling someone was watching me.

I returned to my dorm room after about three hours of wandering the campus. When I got back I found a note on my desk from Jake saying he was bored so he decided to take a walk around the campus too. The note went on to say that he hoped he'd run into me on my journey, but if not he would see me when he returned around six pm. I looked at the clock on the wall, it was four thirty. I had an hour and a half to be alone for the first time. I sat on the sofa and clicked on the TV. After scanning through the channels and not finding anything good, I remembered I had set the camera up, so I decided to see what I had caught on film while I was gone. 

I clicked the camera off and unplugged it from my computer and carried the computer back to the sofa and sat down and clicked on 'View videos' and then clicked on 'Recent video'.

I sat and watched as Jake walked from his bed to one of the windows and stood there and looked out for about ten minutes. I got up and looked out the same window; it gave me a clear view of the sidewalk out front. Hmm, I thought, maybe I wasn't imagining someone was watching me earlier, it was probably Jake. I smiled, being glad that my senses treated me right. I went back to the computer and watched as Jake unpacked his clothes and put them in his dresser. I clicked on fast forward and watched Jake do a speed run around the room doing really nothing, then I stopped the fast forwarding as I saw Jake take off his shirt. I don't know why I did that, after all I am not gay or anything, but I was curious as to what my roommate looked like, and I figured I'd be seeing him many times in different states of undressed as would he be seeing me the same way. After he removed his shirt I watched him go back to the window and look around. Then he pulled off his pants while standing at the window. I saw he was wearing a tight turquoise blue pair of jockey shorts. They actually looked good on him against his dark brown skin. I couldn't tell if his skin was that deep of a brown from the Texas sun or if that was his natural skin tone. What followed next both shocked and surprised me, and I must admit, it got me a little excited for some reason. 

On the computer screen I watched as Jake walked over to the clothes hamper and opened it and pulled out my red jockeys I had dropped in there after my shower. He held them in his hand and looked around the room before bringing them up to his face and sniffing the crotch. I burst out laughing. I never knew anyone who would want to sniff someone's sweaty underwear before. I kept watching and was even more shocked to see him start to rub himself through his shorts as he sniffed my shorts. Soon I could see the bulge in his shorts as he kept rubbing himself and sniffing my shorts. After a couple of minutes he pulled his shorts off and revealed his hard cock. It looked small, about five inches or so, it looked smaller than mine and I was just a little over six inches hard. I saw that his skin was the same deep brown under his shorts as everywhere else, so I figured it was a natural skin tone and not just a deep suntan. He stood there naked stroking his hard little cock and still sniffing my dirty underwear. I eyed his body on the screen; he was very slender, but toned. He wasn't muscular, just well toned, but very slender. It was then that I realized that I had gotten hard myself watching Jake standing there naked jacking off and sniffing my underwear. I thought to myself, well this is new. I had never gotten hard looking at a naked guy before, but maybe it was the fact that he was jacking off sniffing my dirty underwear that had me aroused. I didn't know why I was excited, I just was. 

I kept watching the video of Jake, ignoring my own hard cock as I did. I watched as he kept jacking off and sniffing my shorts. Then he began to lick my dirty shorts, all over the front of the crotch. He turned them inside out and licked the inside of the front of my shorts all the while jacking off. He then sucked the crotch of my dirty underwear into his mouth and it looked like he was chewing on them. After a couple of minutes he pulled my shorts from his mouth, I could see a wet spot on the crotch of them when he did. He lowered them down to his hard cock and stuck his cock into the crotch of my underwear and wrapped them around his cock and began to jack off again. I leaned into the computer and was like, what the fuck dude! He was using my dirty underwear to jack off in. I watched as he stroked his cock faster and faster in my shorts until I watched him cum in my shorts. What he did next almost made me fall off the sofa. He lifted my underwear to his face; I could see his cum all over the inside of the crotch. I watched in horror and awe as he licked his own cum from the crotch of my underwear. He then walked back to the hamper and dropped them in and went back to his bed and grabbed a towel and headed to the bathroom with a handful of clothes. I fast forwarded the film until he emerged fully dressed from the bathroom. I watched as he looked around the room and then left. I shut off the film and leaned back on the sofa. What the hell was that all about, I asked myself? And then glancing down at the bulge in my pants, I asked myself, what the hell is up with you?

I sat there for awhile, wondering what I should do about what I had just watched. I also wondered what I should do, or think for that matter, about the bulge in my own pants. I knew I wasn't gay, I had a girlfriend back in Medford, and we have had sex many, many times. Yeah, like almost all boys, I had jacked off another boy at summer camp, and played the little games like who can cum first or the farthest or the most. But I had never become sexually aroused just from watching a naked guy jack off. I stood up and shook my arms at my sides and shook my head and asked myself, what the fuck?

I thought about going downstairs and seeing if I could change rooms, but decided not too. I don't know if it was that I didn't want to cause trouble for Jake or appear to be difficult on my first day, or if my thought process was being determined by the bulge in my pants. In any way, I decided to do something I never thought I would do. I backed up the film to a few spots and stopped it and printed off the images on the screen. I then typed out a note, again very surprised I was doing this; it was as if my fingers now had a mind of their own and they were typing out the note without me being able to stop them. I looked into my desk and found a stack of envelopes and picked one big enough to put the photos in unfolded, along with the note. 

I simply wrote across the envelope, 'Jake, thought you might find these interesting, I know I did!!'

I looked at the clock on the wall, it was quarter of six. I went and sat by the window and watched out for Jake to come up the sidewalk. In about five minutes I saw him approaching the dorm building. I quickly went out into the hallway and went down around the corner away from the stairs and waited for Jake to come up and enter our room. Once he was in the room I sneaked back down and waited outside with my ear to the door listening, while keeping an eye out in the hallway in case anyone else would come up the stairs. After about ten minutes I heard Jake half cry out. 

"Oh god no!"

I figured Jake had opened the envelope and seen the pictures I took from the film. I decided to wait a few more minutes to give him the chance to read the notes.



Higher Education

Chapter Two : A Friendship Blossoms

Jake had come back to the dorm room to find Toby gone. After taking a piss, he checked out the room again and then saw the envelope on his bed. After reading what was written on the envelope, he began to open it, figuring Toby had found some cool stuff on his journey around the campus; boy was he about to be surprised.

Jake screamed out when he saw the first of the five photos in the envelope. He quickly looked around to try and see a camera, he couldn't. He then saw the note and picked it up and read it:

Dear roommate Jake,

Hi Jake, I guess you saw the pictures, I apologize in advance for filming you, but I was just wanting to get a film history of my first day at college, I never expected anything like this to happen. I am amazed at myself that I actually printed them out and left this for you. I am even more amazed at myself for what I am about to write. I saw you were really into my underwear, did they smell good? I had worn them since yesterday when I tossed them in the hamper. I would ask if you enjoyed them, but from what I watched you do on the film, I guess I needn't ask that question do I?

Although I found your actions strange and unusual, I somewhat understand them I guess. But you did violate my privacy and my property and I can't believe I am saying this, but you must be punished for that. Don't you? 

So here's the deal, either I can take a copy of this film to the dorm leader downstairs and /or post it around campus or you can let me punish you myself. And so you know, that would mean you doing whatever I tell you to do for your punishment when I come back here tonight. Now I don't know if you are gay or not, it doesn't matter to me one way or the other. I am not gay, but I have to admit that I got excited seeing you naked and jacking off while sniffing my dirty shorts. So here's the deal, I am most likely standing outside our door as you're reading this, so right now I want you to call out my name. 

"Toby?" I heard a crackling voice ask.

"Yes Jake I'm here," I replied. "Finish reading the letter please."

"Ok." I heard Jake respond and then he went back to reading. In about five more minutes I heard him speak again. "I agree to your terms Toby, and I'm ready to be punished."

My hand was shaking as I nervously reached for the doorknob. I almost turned and ran away, that's what my head was yelling for me to do, but again, the bulge in my pants was urging me to open the door and step in. So in I went.

I nervously entered the room. Jake was as I had asked him to be in the note. He was standing in front of the sofa wearing just my dirty red jockeys that he had sniffed, sucked on, and jacked off in just a few hours ago. I could see his cock was once again hard from the bulge in front of the shorts. 

"Wow, I didn't think you'd actually do this," I stammered as I eyed up his body. He looked cuter in person then he had on the film. He was really slender and he didn't have any noticeable hair on his dark skinned body, not even on his legs. "I don't know what to do now."

"Well I am ready to be punished for doing what I did," Jake spoke softly and hung his head a little. "I'm sorry for doing that, I just got kind of excited when I saw you without your shirt."

"Are you gay?" I asked him.

"I don't know, maybe?" he replied. "I know I like certain guys."

"Guys like me?"

"Yeah," he blushed. "I guess, sort of, I did think you were cute when we met and then when I saw you without your shirt, I just felt something I guess."

"I see you're excited again." I said nodding towards his bulge.

"Yes I am," He looked down and then looked at me. "So can I ask if you're still excited?"

"Actually, yes I am," I blushed. "I don't really understand why, I've never gotten excited over a guy before."

"I'll take that as a compliment." Jake half laughed.

"So what do I do now?" I asked as I walked around him. "Can I slap your ass?"

"If that is to be part of my punishment," He replied. "I guess you can do whatever you feel like doing to punish me."

"Cool." I said as I walked up behind him and slapped his ass softly. He smiled. I slapped his ass again a little harder. He smiled more and I saw his cock twitch. I slapped his ass harder and a few times in a row. "That feels good." I laughed.

"Yes it does." He laughed back.

"So," I said elongating the word for a couple of seconds. "I think you've abused my underwear long enough for one day. Take them off."

I watched as he pulled them down and he bent over and stepped out of them. I saw his hard cock bounce up and down a couple of times.

"Put them back in the hamper." I instructed him. "And don't ever touch my underwear again, at least not without permission." I laughed. I walked around his naked body. His hard cock was skinny just like he was, and it looked not much over five inches long. "How long are you?"

"Five and a half inches," He blushed "I know I ain't very big. So can I ask how long you are?"




Higher Education Ch. 01-02



"I'm thinking you'll find out soon enough."

Jake smiled and his cock bounced up and down.

I started unbuttoning my shirt. 

"So you liked what you saw when I had my shirt off?"

"Yes, yes I did." Jake answered as he stared wide eyed at me taking off my shirt.

"Well now you can get a closer look," I said as I removed my shirt and tossed it to my bed. "Do you want my pants off?"

"Yes, please," Jake said in a begging whine.

"Well then come take them off for me."

Jake stepped closer and reached out and undid the snap on my jeans and with a shaking hand unzipped them. He gently pulled them down until he was knelling in front of me, his face at my groin. I lifted my right foot and he slipped the pant leg off. I lifted my left foot and he slipped my jeans off completely. He stayed kneeling in front of me waiting for me to say something, all the while staring deeply at the bulge in my shorts.

"So how long do you think it is?"

"Oh, however long it is it looks perfect through your shorts." He moaned.

"So since you like licking my underwear, you should start licking this pair while I am wearing them."

"Yes Toby." He answered and leaned in; I felt his tongue lick me through my underwear. I watched as he licked up and down my cock through my underwear. I spread my legs a little and he licked down and over my balls and then back up to my cock.

"Do you like the taste of this pair?" I asked him.

"Very much so Toby," he looked up and answered. "They taste better because you're still wearing them."

"So how long do you think it is?" I asked. "Measure it with your tongue."

Jake put his tongue on the base of my cock through my underwear and licked it up to the tip, and then back down. He did this a couple of times and then looked up at me.

"Well it's a little bigger than mine," He said. "I'd say about six and a half inches."

"That's a great guess," I laughed. "Pretty much spot on, your tongue is a good measuring tool."

"Thanks," Jake replied and went back to licking my cock through my underwear. As he licked I slipped my thumbs under the waistband of my underwear and pulled them out and down in the front, releasing my hard cock. It bounced a couple of times before coming to a rest jutting straight out and pointing at Jake's face. He looked up at me as he licked the tip of my cock. I smiled down at him and he sucked my hard cock into his mouth and began sucking. I pulled my underwear down off my ass and he reached up and pulled them down to my ankles and I stepped out of them all the while he kept sucking on my cock and looking up at me. I grabbed his hair and held his head in my hands and began to thrust my hips. I was fucking his mouth with my cock. He was caressing my legs and soon was gripping my ass in his hands as I fucked his mouth. I felt I was on the verge of cumming so I pulled back, freeing my hard cock from his sucking mouth. He looked up at me and smiled and licked his lips.

"Not so fast my little cock sucker." I laughed, as did he.

"Stand up." I told him. When he stood up I eyed his body up and down. I walked around him and touched his tight small ass. It was smooth and felt of silk. I ran my hands around to his stomach and up his chest and down his sides, all the way down his legs and back up to his ass. I walked in front of him and looked over his nakedness. I reached out and closed my hand around his cock and stroke it a couple of times. "Feels nice, it seems to fit perfectly in my hand." He laughed.

"I wish it was a little bigger, like yours." He said as I stroked his hard little cock.

"No, this is a nice size," I said. "And I ain't that much bigger." I let go of his cock and stepped closer so that our cocks were touching side by side. The tip of my cock was touching his belly just above his cock and his was about an inch shy of touching me. I stepped back and saw my cock had left a little wet spot of my pre cum on his tummy. I reached down and wiped it up with my finger. He reached out and grabbed my hand and lifted it to his mouth and licked it off,

"Tasty." He laughed.

"I've never done this," I said as I knelt down in front of him. "So let me know if I am doing it wrong." With that I opened my mouth and took his hard cock between my lips and sucked on the head. I worked my way down the shaft until his entire cock was in my mouth. I did what I saw him doing, sliding my lips up and down the shaft of his hard cock. When it was fully in my mouth I bit down gently at the base of his cock. I pulled back and let his cock fall out of my mouth. I stood back up, our cocks were touching again. "How'd I do?"

"Just like a pro." He laughed as he reached down and gripped both of our hard cocks in his hand and began to stroke us both at the same time. The feel of his hand stroking my cock, at the same time my cock was rubbing against his was wonderful.

"I don't think this is much of a punishment for you, is it?" I asked.

"No not really." He answered.

"Maybe we can postpone your punishment to another time?"

"Okay, if you want to." He smiled.

I led us over to his bed, his hand still stroking both of our cocks. I lay down and he lay opposite of me, we started sucking each others hard cocks. I had never sucked a guy off before, but was really enjoying this. I wondered what it was going to feel like when he came, but I sucked harder and faster. I felt his cock tighten in my mouth and throb, I saw his balls pull up into his groin and I knew I was about to taste my first load of cum. Jake shuddered and sucked me harder as his cock exploded his cum into my mouth. Surprisingly, I sucked his cock harder and swallowed his cum as it squirted out of his cock. As soon as he stopped cumming, I felt myself about to shot. I was still sucking on his empty cock when I shot my load into his mouth. My cock throbbed and pumped my cum into his mouth and he sucked me in deep and sucked harder on my cock until my orgasm stopped. We both let each others cock fall out of our mouths and just lay there for a few minutes. He was caressing my thighs and balls and I was rubbing his cock.

"Wow, that was amazing." I sighed.

"Oh my yes." Jake whispered. "I can't wait to be punished later."

"Yeah, I think I will really enjoy that."

"I wonder," Jake said as he looked over to the middle bed. "What our room mate looks like?"

"Yeah, and what's he into?" I laughed. I got up from Jake's bed, he grabbed my leg and lifted his head and licked the tip of my cock.

"Shall we hit the shower?" he asked.

"Sure." I replied as I grabbed his hand and lifted him from the bed. I slapped his ass as we walked to the bathroom. 

We both laughed.

(Coming soon Chapters 3 & 4.)



Higher Education Ch. 01



Thank you ZB for editing this story.

*

Kaitlyn awoke, startled from her dreams by the banging on the door.

"Wake up Kaitlyn," Alexis yelled, "Rebecca will be here at 8:00 to drive us to the airport. You have to get up."

"I'm up, I'm up," Kaitlyn mumbled as she climbed from bed and headed to the shower. 

Alexis walked back to her room listening for the water to turn on, it did. She turned her attention to blow drying her chestnut curls. As she smoothed her hair she glanced at her reflection in the mirror, grateful most of the freshman fifteen had gone to her breasts and hips. 

Uneasiness over her brother's upcoming wedding dampened the anticipation of a visit home. She'd met his bride to be several times and was convinced Mary Ashley was a gold digger, more in love with their family's money than Scott. She hated to admit it, but perhaps they weren't so different. Her father persuaded her to go off to college and find a man who could care for her the way her high school sweetheart, Rob, could not afford to. Over the past year some of Kaitlyn's practicality had rubbed off. Earning her Mrs. Degree wasn't what she really wanted. She wanted to earn a real degree so she could support herself, then she could be with whoever she wanted. 

Alexis carefully applied her make up, taking time to ensure she looked perfect. Once they landed in Charleston she wanted to apologize to Rob, money wasn't what mattered most. She stepped back from the mirror to get a better look at herself. She'd chosen a tight denim skirt that hit a few inches above her knees and a pale pink v neck shirt, underneath a push up bra enhanced her ample cleavage. Her make up was simple but accented her green eyes and drew attention to her pouty lips. Satisfied with her reflection she grabbed her bags and made her way toward the front of the apartment. 

In her room, Kaitlyn peered into the mirror and hardly recognized herself. It had been awhile since she'd gotten dolled up; her ex accused her of looking for another man whenever she tried. She'd found the black dress in the back of her closet, tags still attached. He thought it was too short and didn't like the low neckline so she'd put it away. To her delight it still fit perfectly, unlike Alexis she hadn't gained much weight. The dark color contrasted nicely with her fair skin and blonde hair and made her dark brown eyes stand out. She could hear Alexis coming down the hall so she slipped on the finishing touches, black heels to compensate her 5'1" height.

"Are you almost ready because..." Alexis called as she rounded the corner. "Oh, you look gorgeous!"

Kaitlyn blushed at her friend's compliment, her self confidence still shaken from spending the last six months in a volatile relationship.

"You like it?" Kaitlyn asked with a grin.

Alexis' eyes conveyed her approval. "Is that a new dress? Spin around and let me see" 

They hauled their bags outside just as Rebecca pulled up to drive them to the airport. The drive went by quickly and the girls were soon boarding the plane and settling in for the flight. For Kaitlyn, the trip offered a chance to put her ex behind her and have fun before classes resumed. Alexis and Kaitlyn were still chatting about their plans for the week as the flight attendants prepared the passengers for landing.

After departing the plane, the pair made their way to baggage claim where Alexis' family waited. They made small talk as the men carried the luggage to the car. Alexis' older brother Drew offered to take the middle seat, assuring himself a seat beside Kaitlyn. 

While Alexis chatted casually with her parents Kaitlyn realized that Drew, being taller, had an excellent view down the front of her dress. She turned from the window and caught him peeking. Their eyes locked briefly before he turned away, color rising along the back of his neck. Kaitlyn smiled to herself, it felt good to be noticed again.

Kaitlyn returned her attention to the window, admiring the greenery and well kept homes along their route. After turning down a rural road, Alexis told Kaitlyn she'd see the house once they topped the hill. The beauty of the estate left her speechless as the car turned down a long drive lined with white crepe myrtles. It was a newer home but had been built to look like an antebellum, reminiscent of Tara. Once inside Alexis offered a quick tour, then they retreated to the privacy of Alexis' bedroom. Pictures of her and Rob still adorned the desk. Kaitlyn picked one up and climbed onto the king sized bed. "So are you going to call him today or are we going out?"

"I don't know," Alexis answered, realizing she had no right to ask for a second chance.

"You should just get it over with. If we go out you won't have any fun, you'll be too busy thinking about him." 

Alexis sat quietly and imagined how he'd respond. "What would you do?"

Kaitlyn thought for a moment. "You think you and Rob had something special, if you want that back you don't really have a choice. You need to apologize and tell him how you feel; the rest is up to him." She put her arms around Alexis and hugged her. "He might say all kinds of hurtful things, and he has every right to. Or he might give you another chance, but there's only one way to find out." She offered Alexis the phone and gave her an encouraging nod. "I'll be right here," she reassured. 

Apprehensively, she took the phone and dialed his number. Rob's mother answered, and sounded irritated once she knew who was asking for her son. Alexis waited for him to pick up, her stomach churning as she thought about what he might say. 

A hesitant voice answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Hi Rob, how are you?"

"Um Alexis, I'm good," Rob stammered, "surprised to hear from you."

Fearing she'd lose her courage, she decided to skip the small talk. "Rob I know how badly I hurt you, and I'm so ashamed of how I acted. I've tried to stop thinking about you but can't." Alexis rushed her words trying to get out what she needed to say before Rob hung up or cut her off. Instead of the angry response she feared, there was only silence. "Rob, are you there?"

"I'm here," Rob hesitated. "Alexis, I don't think this is a good idea." Alexis pleaded. "Please Rob, I just want to see you. Will you meet me at the park at 9:00?"

The line fell silent and Alexis braced herself for his answer.

"I don't know Lexi," Rob finally answered before hanging up the phone. 

Alexis sobbed against Kaitlyn's shoulder, a huge weight had been lifted. 

The rest of the afternoon and evening were a blur for Alexis. Thankfully the arrival of out of town guests kept her parents too busy to notice how preoccupied she was. As the allotted hour approached she feigned exhaustion and asked to be excused for the night. Alexis went upstairs first and as Kaitlyn climbed the stairs behind her she caught Drew watching from the foyer below. 

"I hope I put on nice panties this morning," she teased as she looked over the baluster.

"I wasn't lucky enough to get a peek," Drew responded, not faking the disappointment in his voice.

Drew turned to leave but caught movement out of the corner of his eye and turned back to Kaitlyn. She rewarded him by flipping up the back of her dress. It didn't last long but Drew caught a glimpse of her black thong and the faint tan line of revealing bikini bottoms. He walked back toward the living room smiling, grateful for the heat wave. The girls would certainly spend time in the pool, and when they did he'd get to see her in that bikini.

Kaitlyn's smile faded as she entered Alexis' room and found her usually bubbly friend pacing the floor. "Lexi it'll be alright, just tell him what you've told me. Tell him how sorry you are and that you still love him," Kaitlyn soothed.

"I don't know," Alexis interrupted. She drew a long breath trying to steady her nerves. "I can do this. I mean I've known him all my life, no reason to be nervous. But something just doesn't feel right. He should've yelled, reminded me I thought I was too good for him." She paused before verbalizing her fears. "Do you think he's leading me on?"

Kaitlyn hadn't considered he might be out for revenge, but it certainly seemed possible. "Just be careful. Wake me up if I fall asleep before you get back, I want details." 

Alexis freshened up and slipped down the back staircase unnoticed. She tried to sort out her emotions as she made the short walk to the park. Despite the warm August night, she felt goose bumps forming along her arms as she imagined what it would feel like to be in Rob's arms again.



Higher Education Ch. 01



"Nice butt," I heard her say as I sheepishly left the room. On one hand I felt a little used, like many women do. However, on the other hand I had just gotten a blowjob so who was I to complain. Still, it was something I hadn't expected or even wanted. 

Chapter 2

I was still stunned as I entered the school dinning hall a few minutes later. The dinning hall is a large building with floor to ceiling windows on two sides. There was the general dining area for students and then a smaller room for the teachers. I stood in line and got my food then headed for the teacher's dining room. When I entered I looked around for anyone that I knew. I saw a pretty red haired girl waving to me from a table across the room. I made my way over and sat down at the table with several other people. 

"Hi," I said to the red headed girl. Then, I introduced myself to the people at the table, noting that they all appeared to be younger than I was. The young woman's name was Katie and she and I had met briefly several weeks ago during my whirlwind orientation. Unfortunately, I had been fast tracked for this job and did not have time to go through all the orientation that the new teachers typically were required to go through. Actually, it was quite strange because I had interviewed with Dean VanBuren and only one other person before being offered the job. It was late in the summer and I had no hopes that I would begin in the fall semester if I got the job. Then, when I got the letter notifying me that I was hired, I was shocked to say the least. I had to rush to find housing and move. I barely had time to say goodbye to friends before my life was uprooted. Later, as I found out, Dean VanBuren had quite a bit of pull within the University and had hand picked me. 

In a few minutes of listening to the talk at the table, I found out more than I wanted to know about the gossip around campus. However, not all of it was bad. I learned that Katie also worked for Dean VanBuren. She had been with the school for three years. She seemed sweet and very approachable. The other three people worked in various departments and had all been with the school for five or six years. They seemed nice enough but somewhat standoffish. That was okay by me, I knew that I was from a different background than most people in the academic world. 

Finally, the other teachers at the table finished lunch and left Katie and I alone. 

"So, how is your day so far?" Katie asked with a bright smile.

I smiled back at the pretty girl, noting that she didn't look old enough to be teaching elementary school, let alone college. "I guess pretty good," I said in a somewhat non-committal tone.

Katie looked at me funny and then said "Oh. You've been to see Dean VanBuren already huh!"

"How did you know?" I asked in shock.

"I've seen that look before. In fact, I've had that look before." She looked like she wanted to laugh but held back.

I'm sure my face showed shock. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. Could she know what really happened? Or was she just assuming that I got the lecture on the rules? I had no idea.

Katie leaned closer to me and said, "You're not the first or the last to be called to her office. And, that won't be the last time you go there."

"What... what does that mean?" I asked, playing dumb. However, before she could answer, another teacher asked if he could sit down. 

"Sure," Katie said and turned to me to add, "I'll talk to you later."

The new arrival introduced himself as Professor Thorton. He was an intro level biology teacher and about my age. As we made small talk, I found myself distracted by Katie. She had to be twenty-five or six years old but looked 17. Her hair was bright red and her skin was a creamy white with freckles across her nose. Her eyes were so green that I thought she might be wearing colored contact lenses. She was a very pretty girl.

I learned in the course of the conversation that the Philosophy Department had seven teachers. That included Katie and myself. There were two older professors who were close to retirement. Another guy in his mid forties and two others, a man and a woman, that were in their thirties. I hadn't met any of them but figured that I would get the chance on Friday night at Dean VanBuren's house. 

For the rest of the day I had a difficult time concentrating. I saw Dean VanBuren in the hall several times but we didn't speak. She would smile at me as we passed and her eyes would flash with passion.

The rest of the week was a great learning experience for me. I got to know several of the faculty as we ate in the dinning hall. However, Katie and I did not get a chance to talk privately again. She was always too busy, or maybe she was avoiding me.

My evenings were filled with getting settled in my apartment, which was a little upstairs flat in a large private home not far from campus, and arranging things like finding doctors and who to call for service etc. One evening I went out to get some fresh air and took a walk around the town. It was a beautiful college town with large oak tree lined streets and turn-of- the-century homes. It almost seemed like a Norman Rockwell drawing of Middle America. I liked the town and quickly felt very comfortable. Little did I know of the simmering decadence just below the surface.

The week seemed to fly by and before I knew it Friday was upon me. I was tired but exhilarated. I was still young enough to think that I could make a difference if I worked hard enough. I truly believe that I have made a difference. However, there were a lot of bumps in the road.

When I left my apartment for the party that evening, I felt like I was walking on air. It was a warm evening so I decided to walk the mile or so to the Dean's residence. I didn't have a car anyway so the only other choice was to take a cab or ride my bicycle. Neither seemed appropriate. I was wearing a long sleeved blue oxford shirt, a pair of kaki pants with brown Dockers with no socks. I felt pretty cool... I was a college teacher-a very important person in this town.

As I cut across the campus I stopped a student and asked which house was Dean VanBuren's. He pointed to a large colonial home just outside the gate. I thanked him and walked on, whistling. As I approached the house, I could see that it was a far bigger house than I imagined. It looked more like the home that the president of the college would live in instead of the Dean of Philosophy. However, I learned later that Abigail VanBuren was the great granddaughter of the man that started the college. I would have been more worried about what happened earlier in the week had I known that Abigail was not only filthy rich but also the most powerful woman in town or on campus. Sometimes ignorance is bliss.

As I approached the house I was surprised to see that there was only one car, a big Mercedes, in the driveway and several on the street. But those were not parked in front of the house and probably belonged to the neighbors. Then I figured that I was just being paranoid because everybody walked anyway. I continued to whistle as I pressed the doorbell several times. A minute later a pretty Hispanic woman opened the door. She had on a maid's outfit with a little white hat. Suddenly, I wasn't sure if she was expecting me or not.

"Hi, I'm Jim Adams... and I'm here for... for the party," I said haltingly as I looked behind her and didn't see anyone else in the house. Suddenly, I thought that maybe I had misunderstood and gotten the wrong night.

"Yes, I know who you are Mr. Adams, I'm Maria," the pretty maid said with a sweet Spanish accent. Her brown eyes flashed and her face showed a knowing smile. "Madam VanBuren is expecting you." With that she stepped back and held the door open for me. 

I walked into the large foyer with trepidation in my heart. Something was very wrong.

"This way sir."

The rooms of the house were big, if not ostentatious, by any standard. There was a large spiral marble staircase leading to the second floor. From the ceiling hung a giant crystal chandelier. On the walls, in a line, were ten-foot high paintings of men and women in formal dress of the early 1900's, with the last one being a portrait of Abigail herself. She was in a more modern gown that was low cut like the older ones and showed off a major expanse of her cleavage. Her hair was done up on her head and she had diamonds hanging from her ears and around her neck. All she needed was a crown to look like the Queen of England. A little chill ran through me as I felt the painted eye's piercing into my soul. I almost stumbled as I stared at the larger than life image and followed the maid into the study. 

"Would you like a cocktail Mr. Adams?"

"Uh... yes, a Scotch on the rocks please," I stammered nervously.

"Very well. Madam will be down shortly." With that the pretty maid turned and left me in the large room. Curiosity got the better of me and I began to wander around the room looking at various pictures, books and nick-naks. There was a large fireplace with a crackling fire burning. I didn't think the evening was cool enough for a fire but it still added coziness to the room. I scanned the room again, looking at the leather furniture and the large mahogany desk. It was almost a man's room and I suddenly wondered for the first time if Dean VanBuren was married. That was a scary thought.

"Here you are sir," Maria said, startling me.

"Oh... thank you." I took the glass and took a quick drink, feeling the strong liquid burning my throat. 

"Will that be all?" Maria asked.

"Uh... uh... where is everyone?" I asked.

"You are the only guest."

"Oh!" I said with obvious shock.

Maria smiled and said, "Madam will be down in a minute." Then she turned and left me alone again.

My hand trembled as I took another large drink. This time it didn't burn so much and I could feel the rush of alcohol. It started to settle my nerves, however I still felt the urge to run. Not knowing what else to do, I walked over and sat down on the leather couch. 

"You're late!"

I turned and saw Dean VanBuren walking into the room. I stood up, almost spilling my drink. "I... I... uh..."

"No matter this time. Please be prompt in the future Mr. Adams."

"Uh... yes ma'am," I answered, almost saying that it was only ten after eight. However, I wasn't going to get into an argument because I had bigger concerns. 

Abigail VanBuren had on a blue velvet gown that was low cut and hugged every curve of her body. I figured that there was no way she could have been wearing underwear. Her hair and face were made up as if she were going to some formal party. Yet, there was only she and I in the room. Maybe we were going to a neighbor's house, I thought. "Where... where is everybody else?" Suddenly, I was afraid of the answer.

"It's only you and I Mr. Adams. You are the only new teacher that I have this year."

I started to say that I thought I was going to meet "teachers" from other sections but held my tongue. I stood mute as Maria appeared from nowhere and brought Abigail a mixed drink.

"Will there be anything else madam?"

"No thank you Maria, we can use the bar in here for anything else. I will see you in the morning."

I watched Maria turn to leave. However, before she did she gave me a strange smile and then she was gone. We were alone. Suddenly, I could feel my heart beating in my chest. The only other sound was my breathing and the ticking of a large grandfather clock. My heart seemed to be beating about twice the speed of the clock.

"Please sit down Mr. Adams."

I sat on one end of the sofa and Abigail sat at the other. She patted the leather next to her and said, "Not so far away."

I hesitantly moved closer until I was a few inches from her. I could smell her perfume (lilacs) and almost feel the heat of her body. 

"So how was you're first week?"

"Very nice, thank you."

"Hopefully you got to meet some faculty. I'm sorry I was so busy this week but I should have more time next week to introduce you around."

"That's no problem, I sat with Katie at lunch and she introduced me to a number of people."

"Ah, yes Katie. A very pretty girl... with a lot of potential," Abigail said, looking at the fire with a dreamy smile. Then she turned back to me and said, "Now, tell me more about yourself. I want to get to know you."

I took another sip of my drink and gave her my "Readers Digest" version of my life. She listened patiently, smiling several times. It might have been my imagination but I thought I could see in her eyes that she was impressed with my background.

"It's commendable that you have made such a success of yourself so far, considering your background," Abigail said and added, "I mean no offense but generally our teachers come from a strictly academic background. I doubt that there are any that were hunting down drug smugglers in the Amazon." She laughed.

"I suspect that is true," I said and chuckled nervously as well. 

Abigail got up and mixed us another drink then sat down beside me again. This time her thigh was touching mine. 

My hand was trembling as I took a drink. 

"Surprisingly, I have the impression that you are not as experienced with women as I would have thought," Abigail said as she dropped her hand to my thigh. 

"Uh... well... uh... I've had my share," I answered with an attempt at bravado that I didn't feel.

"Really? Have you had any experience with a woman like me?"

I had no idea how to answer that question. "I... I... uh..." I stammered, suddenly feeling like a teenaged boy on his first date. She had a way of bringing on that feeling.

Abigail smiled at my nervousness and began to rub her hand up and down my thigh. "Frankly, I think you are a very sexy man. I kind of like the macho stuff... to a point. However, I am a very demanding woman Mr. Adams." She paused and her eyes sparkled. She added, "Do you know how to please a demanding woman?"

"Well... I... I... listen, Dean VanBuren..."

"Call me Abigail when we are alone please."

"Abi... Abigail... uh... I'm not sure... sure that this is a good idea," I said. Then I saw her eyes turn hard for a second.

She pursed her lips with a little anger and said, "Listen Mr. Adams." Emphasizing the "Mr. Adams." "I have given you a huge opportunity. One that I don't believe you would have ever gotten on your own. You are on the faculty of a wonderful university that prides itself in selecting only the best." 

"I appreciate that. I truly do but..."

"But what? If you don't think you are up to the job, you can leave right now."

Suddenly I felt panic. She was absolutely right. I couldn't believe that I would ever get a job as good as this or as big an opportunity. I swallowed the suddenly vile taste in my mouth, along with my pride and said, "No... I mean... I appreciate the opportunity and I'm grateful."

"Then show it." She paused, staring at me with icy blue eyes and then said, "Stand up!"

I looked at her like I didn't understand.

"Stand up!" she said again. 

I took a quick gulp of my drink and stood up in front of her.

"Take off your clothes," she ordered in a casual tone.

"Huh?"

"Come on Mr. Adams, you are not that na‹ve."

Maybe I was. Slowly I began to unbutton my shirt. I pulled it off slowly and dropped it to the coffee table. 

"Very nice," Abigail said, sounding truly impressed.

My body was still in good shape and I had spent a good bit of time at the beach over the summer so I still had a pretty good tan. I saw her eyes appraising me. Then I saw her eyes drop to the crotch of my pants and I almost thought she was going to lick her lips. Without my willing it, I felt my penis begin to stir. I felt more than a little uncomfortable so, instead of unbuckling my pants, I slipped off my shoes and hesitated, standing in front of her shirtless and barefooted. 

Abigail sat back and looked up at me like the cat stalking the canary as she sipped her drink

Slowly I reached for my belt and opened it. I unsnapped my pants and pulled the zipper down, holding my pants up with my hands. Then with a deep breath, I let them drop. 

Abigail gasped. 

I didn't bother with underwear since it was still warm outside. Suddenly, I was standing with my pants around my ankles and my now half-hard penis growing in front of me. I looked away, unable to meet the eyes of the sexy woman.

"Come closer," Abigail hissed excitedly as she sat up.

I moved until I was standing at her knees. Then, I forced myself to look down at her. Her pretty blues eyes were sparkling with lust. I watched as she sat her drink on the end table almost casually. However, I saw the liquid shimmer in the glass a bit, indicating that under her cool demeanor, Dean VanBuren was nervous too. Then, she reached up and wrapped her hand around the shaft. 

A little moan escaped the pretty woman's lips as she pulled me toward her and opened her mouth. It was my turn to moan as her soft and wet lips circled the head of my now dripping penis. "Oh yes!" I moaned as her lips and tongue brought me pleasure. She was very good at oral sex and she obviously loved it. 

My hips began to move back and forth in time with her sucking mouth. I saw that her eyes were closed in pleasure as her lips stretched to accommodate my shaft. Saliva dripped from the corners of her lips as the room filled with a sloppy sucking sound. I caught movement out of the corner of my eye and turned. I saw Maria standing in the doorway with a broad smile on her face. However, she quickly disappeared.

Abigail's hands left my penis to reach around to grab my bare ass. Her fingernails almost cut into my flesh as she pulled me forward, forcing my shaft all the way down her throat. I moaned as the head slipped through her constricted throat muscles until my balls touched her chin. It was a truly amazing sight. 

Throwing caution to the wind I reached for her head and grasped her hair. Instead of pulling away as I thought she might, she moaned and allowed me to move her head back and forth. My hips matched the tempo of my hands as I literally "fucked" her mouth and throat. The room filled with her groans, moans and the sucking sounds from the excited woman's mouth. I was rapidly reaching the point of no return when she abruptly pulled away. My penis popped out of her mouth and flipped up to hit my stomach with a wet slap, splattering her saliva and my juice.

"I got to have this in me," she gasped, her face wild with lust now. She practically threw me to the sofa. When I was on my back I watched the sophisticated lady pull her dress up her legs to her thighs. The expensive dress was so tight that she had to work to get it to her waist. 

I stared as her vagina came into view. It was devoid of hair with the exception of a little tuft above the lips. She was obviously excited as her inner lips were swollen and protruded from the smooth outer ones and there were strings of clear juice dripping from her hole. Quickly she moved over to me and straddled my waist. I didn't move as she grasped my throbbing penis and centered it at her hole. Then she moved the head around to coat it with her juice before letting it slip inside.

"Ooh," Abigail moaned as the swollen head entered her surprisingly tight hole.

I joined her and groaned as her wet and swollen inner flesh surrounded my shaft.

"Oh God, fuck me!!!" she screamed and began to move up and down. 

I think she was the one fucking me, not the other way around. I lay there, letting her take her pleasure, enjoying her frantic movements. It didn't take long before she screamed that she was about to climax. I reached up and pulled her hips down hard, forcing my shaft deeply into her. 

"Oh Jesus," she screamed as her body went into convulsions. 

I could feel the muscles deep inside of her began to spasm, squeezing my shaft in a fleshy vise. Suddenly, I was moaning and pushing my hips upward. I bellowed as my balls pulled to my body and sent an incredible load of sperm up the shaft. Abigail must have felt it enter her because her contractions seemed to intensify. 




Higher Education Ch. 01



She fell heavily onto my chest as both of us gasped for breath. 

Chapter 3

Abigail lay on me for a long time. I could feel her soft breasts moving up and down with her now gentle breathing. Finally she pulled back and looked down at me. "That was incredible," she gasped and smiled. "Now I wonder if you can use your mouth as good as you do your cock."

I was a little surprised by her quick recovery, not to mention her choice of words. However, I wasn't complaining. I loved giving oral sex as much as I liked getting it.

"Come upstairs with me," she whispered. When she pulled away she moaned as my penis slipped out of her sensitive vagina and flopped heavily onto my thigh.

I'm not sure why, but I got the impression that not many of Abigail's lovers were invited to her bedroom. 

Abigail held my hand and led me into the foyer and up the long staircase. I watched her sexy butt as she ascended the stairs in front of me. The velvet dress had fallen back into place but I could imagine her bare cheeks under material swaying back and forth. 

The sexy woman led me to a set of double doors. When she pushed them open, I gasped. It was the largest bedroom I had ever seen. The centerpiece was a large four-posted bed with a beautiful silk bedspread. There were large pillows all around the bed. The room was furnished with ornate furniture with several large lounges and two beautiful marble topped dressers, one with a giant mirror. The room was what I envisioned a Roman Emperor's bedroom to look like. There were in fact several marble busts and statures, including naked men and women. Being a philosophy teacher I recognized one of the busts as Aristotle. There was also a large naked marble statue of Aphrodite, the goddess of love.

"Wait here and I'll go clean up," Abigail said, with surprising shyness.

However, before she could walk away I pulled her boldly toward me and into my arms. "No need to do that," I whispered. Suddenly, I was standing naked, holding a gorgeous, fully dressed woman in my arms. She was my mentor to boot. Slowly I lowered my head and brought my lips to her for our first kiss. The sexy older woman practically melted into my arms. I heard her moan and I almost had to hold her up as my tongue entered her mouth. Seconds later we were squirming against each other in passion. 

Abigail pulled away, gasping for breath again. She looked down and her eyes opened wide when she saw that I had another erection. "Oh my," she gasped and reached for my pulsing tool. When she started to slip to her knees, I pulled her back.

"It's my turn," I said. Staring into her eyes, I reached up and slowly slipped the shoulder straps to her gown down her arm. I followed the material down with my hands, pushing her arms straight to let the dress uncover her breasts. My mouth began to water as I gazed on her soft and surprisingly firm breasts. They were perfectly white without a mole or freckle on the surface and, while they were large, there was surprisingly little sag. The nipples were pink and hard, and the areola's covered a large portion of the surface. 

Abigail moaned as she watched my eyes devour her.

I kissed her neck gently before moving my lips further down. Goose bumps appeared on her shoulders and I could feel her trembling. Slowly I worked my tongue down until I reached a nipple. I circled it with my tongue and then sucked it into my mouth.

"Ooh!!!" Abigail groaned as I sucked harder, bringing a good portion of her soft flesh into my mouth. Saliva slipped from my wet lips. 

Then I moved across the large valley to the other nipple and sucked it into my mouth. When I left that one, it was dripping with saliva as well. I looked up and Abigail's eyes were closed in pleasure. I began to pull her dress downward as I slipped to my knees. It took a little effort to pull the tight material across her hips. A second later I was staring at her still swollen sex. Now it was coated with a combination of her juices and my dripping sperm. I kissed her belly softly, using my tongue to make little wet circles on her smooth flesh. Abigail placed her hands on my shoulder and squeezed in anticipation. However, before I moved lower, I stood back up. I pushed the not so reluctant woman over to her bed until she was sitting. Then I knelt again, pushing her back and spreading her legs in the process. Suddenly, the strong willed woman was putty in my hands. 

I lifted her legs and rested them on my shoulders. Abigail moaned. She knew what was coming. Slowly I dropped my mouth to her warm thighs. I used my tongue to tickle one thigh and then the other, teasing her as I slowly moved lower. 

"Ohhhhh!!!" she moaned in anticipation and then gasped, "Please!"

I could see that she was grasping the bedspread with clenched fists. Pushing her legs back further, I moved my mouth over her pulsing vagina. I knew that she could feel my breath on her wet and swollen flesh. Slowly I moved down. This time it was both of us that groaned as I opened my mouth and sucked the lips of her vagina inside. 

Suddenly, Abigail went mad. Her hands grabbed my hair and her hips lifted off of the bed. One would have thought that she had never been eaten before. Her hips squirmed, almost dislodging my mouth several times. But I held on, working my tongue deep into her sucking hole. Within seconds, my face was covered with our combined juices. I didn't mind. Nasty sex is always great. 

It didn't take Abigail long to go over the top again. When she did, her body went into such convulsions that I did lose contact several time. However, I persisted and found my way back to her swollen sex. 

It took a long time for her climax to wane. I was amazed. When she finally settled down, her legs dropped heavily from my shoulders to the bed. I looked up from my position between her legs and saw that her face was turned to the side and that her eyes were closed. When I stood up and looked down I realized that she had passed out. I lifted her legs and gently laid her on the bed. 

That gave me time to slip into the bathroom and wash my sticky face. When I came out, I saw that she was awake. She had a smile on her face and opened her arms to me. I crawled onto the bed and gently placed my body over hers. 

"That was... marvelous," she whispered and pulled my head down to her lips. 

Her legs opened and allowed me to move between. As we continued to kiss, I lowered my hips, slipping my penis easily into her body again. This time the sex was less frantic, more relaxed. I moved slowly in and out with the same tempo as my tongue moved in her mouth. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist. I could feel her soft breasts and hot nipples pressing to my chest. Gradually, the tempo grew until I was pounding into her. The slapping of our bodies echoed around the room. I had a feeling that all of the marble busts and statues were watching us. At least Aphrodite would have approved.

"Oh yes, oh yes, fuck me!" Abigail gasped as she thrust her hips upward to meet me. Then she let out a long moan and began to shudder as she reached her peak again. The trembling went on for some time before she relaxed.

However, I didn't stop my movements for a second. I knew that I could go on for quite some time after my recent climax. Pushing her legs up high, I moved to my knees. As I stared down into her still lust-contorted face, I began to pound hard into her. I loved the way her large breasts giggled with each thrust. She reached up and grabbed my hips, pulling them toward her as her excitement grew again.

"Oh Jesus, oh God!" she gasped and her head began to roll from side to side. "What are you doing to me?"

"Fucking you to death?" I said with a chuckle. However, before I took her over the top, I stopped my movements and said, "Get on your hands and knees."

Abigail moved quickly to get into position. 

Suddenly I was staring down at her sexy ass. I moved between her legs, reaching down to push her thighs further apart and then slipped back inside her.

"Ahhhhheeee!!!" she gasped as my shaft slid all the way to the bottom of her canal in one thrust. 

My penis was covered in her thick juice and it splattered on our thighs each time I hit bottom. I rose from my knees to the balls of my feet and used my weight to move even faster in and out. Her buttocks swung back and forth and her chest rubbed on the bed, chaffing her nipples with the sawing motion. The large bed began to squeak from our frantic activity. Soon, Abigail was climaxing again and I was right behind her. For just a moment, I thought that the shock waves might topple the marble statues as I bellowed and shot another load into her receptive hole.

This time after we collapsed, neither of us could move. We fell asleep. I woke up several hours later and found myself snuggled up to her from behind in a spoon fashion. I smiled and reached over and took her soft breast in my hand. Abigail moaned in her sleep and pushed her ass back at me. I fell back to sleep.



Higher Education Ch. 02



Chapter 1

The early morning sunlight coming into the room brought me gradually out of a sensual dream. I was getting a sweet blowjob. I forced my eyes open and saw that it wasn't a dream. Abigail was on her knees between my legs, sucking me. A sigh came to my lips and I reached down to caress her soft hair. 

She looked up and I saw her eyes smiling back at me. Her lips were too stuffed to smile. Slowly, her eyes closed and she continued to suck. She did love to "suck cock" as she said. I laid my head back on the pillow and was enjoying her skill when the bedroom door suddenly opened. My eyes flew open and I jumped when I saw Maria come into the room carrying a tray with toast and coffee. I could feel my face turn red with embarrassment as she walked beside the bed and set the tray down on the night table. Then I saw her smile at me. Abigail ignored her and, if she minded, she gave no indication. 

Suddenly, the specter of having someone watch made me tremble with excitement. 

Maria took her time arranging the food and coffee on the tray. I could see her eyes scanning up and down my body as she watched her boss suck me. 

I reached down and grasped Abigail's head, moving it up and down on my now pulsing shaft. Her eyes opened again and she looked up. I knew that she could see Maria watching us. However, instead of stopping she moaned and moved her head faster. My hips lifted from the bed and I groaned as the head of my penis pulsed with excitement. I knew that I couldn't take much more. When Abigail began to move her hand on my shaft, I groaned quietly and reached my peak. The swollen head of my penis expanded and began to spit my thick juice into her mouth. Abigail moaned and swallowed repeatedly as she sucked my balls dry. 

Before my penis went soft, Maria scurried out of the room and closed the door. I reached down and pulled Abigail up until she was lying in my arms. Our lips met in a tender morning kiss. 

The sun was only just above the horizon when I gently pulled my arm from around Abigail's sleeping head. I went into the bathroom and found a bath towel and wrapped it around my waist. I needed to find my clothes and get out of there. I didn't know if Abigail cared but I preferred not to be seen leaving her house after staying all night. I wasn't sure of her status or power at the time but I didn't want to get both of us fired for having sex, especially me. 

I grabbed a piece of toast and a cup of coffee and walked barefooted down the long staircase and into the study. However, I didn't see my clothes. I went back into the foyer and down the hall, looking for the laundry room, figuring that Maria might have thrown my clothes in there. I went through the large modern kitchen and opened a door that I thought was the laundry room. I was in luck. Apparently Maria had ironed and folded my clothes and left them on a table. My shoes were lying next to my shirt and pants. I stuffed the piece of toast into my mouth, dropped my towel, and grabbed my pants. Just as I bent over to slip them on I heard something behind me. I turned around and saw Maria standing in the doorway. I was naked with one foot in my pants as I stood staring at the pretty woman. 

"Very nice butt for an Anglo," Maria said in Spanish.

What she didn't know was that I spoke fluent Spanish. It was a critical part of my job in the Army. Like in the US, there are numerous dialects of the same language in South America. From the few words I had heard Maria say, I surmised that she was from a northern province of Colombia. In fact, I knew most of the varieties from that part of the world because I had spent several years working there to stop the drug trade 

I pulled the piece of toast from my mouth and responded, also in Spanish, using a dialect that she was familiar with. "You're not so bad yourself."

The shock was evident on her face. She spoke again in Spanish, saying, "So you think you're pretty smart huh?"

I looked her up and down before I responded. She was wearing a pair of skintight white slacks and a black, low cut top. Her casual attire indicated that she was obviously off work now. My eyes came to rest on her substantial cleavage. I hadn't noticed when she had on her maid's outfit, but her breasts were huge for a tiny woman. She could not have been over five-foot two in her stocking feet. Her hair was dark brown and her eyes were even darker brown. When our eyes met, I thought that I could see the famous Hispanic passion glowing in her eyes. I said in Spanish, "No, I'm not that smart, but I know a beautiful and passionate woman when I see one." I was amazed at what one night of passion did for my confidence. I was almost cocky. 

A look of disbelief came to her face. She sized me up to see if I was serious before she decided to answer. "Thank you!" she said in English.

"You're welcome and I meant it." 

"Maybe you had better get your pants on," she said with a smile as she looked down at my still naked body. 

My face turned red when I realized that I had forgotten that I was exposed. I sheepishly pulled my Dockers up and reached for my shirt.

"I'm sorry but I did not find any underwear when I picked up your clothes."

"I didn't wear any," I said and blushed again. 

"I guess that's quicker when you're servicing women." 

I detected a hint of disdain in her voice. I guess she figured I was just a gigolo, looking to get ahead by servicing the boss. "Listen, this isn't what you think," I said, not entirely sure that it wasn't what she thought. 

"You don't have to explain anything to me," she said and then added sarcastically, "I'm just the maid." 

"Come on Maria, don't be like that. Don't put yourself and me down. Besides, you don't even know me."

"I'm not sure I want to know you." She leaned against the doorframe and crossed her arms over her large breasts... maybe because I kept staring at them. 

"Why not? I think that I'm a pretty sensitive and caring guy, besides being a gentleman."

She looked at me incredulously and her eyebrows rose.

"It's true."

"If you say so."

"I tell you what, why don't you let me buy you dinner tonight and I'll prove it to you?" I could tell that her first thought was to tell me to drop dead. However, I smiled at her and said, "Please."

She didn't answer right away. Finally she said, "All right gringo, but I chose the restaurant."

"Fair enough," I said and smiled as I buttoned my shirt. "I don't have a car so I'll pick you up in a cab about seven. Can we meet down on Tyson and Monroe? I... uh... I... well I'd rather not have Abi... Dean VanBuren see us."

"Yea, that would probably be a good idea. I work for her too."

Then I thought for a minute. I was embarrassed but I had to add, "The restaurant won't be too pricey will it? I don't have a lot of money. I'm a poor teacher you know."

"No, but it's not Taco Bell either."

"Good on both counts," I said and laughed. She laughed too, her pretty teeth shinning. I liked Maria. I thought that we somehow connected, even if she didn't. Maybe it was because I had spent so much time in her area of the world. Whatever the reason, I felt an immediate kinship to her. 

I left the house whistling like I had when I arrived last night. Things were looking up I thought, ignoring the obviously dangerous path I was now on. 

I was apprehensive as I rode in the taxi toward my meeting with Maria. I was pretty sure that she wouldn't show up. Why should she? She didn't know anything about me. Sometimes I do dumb things and this might have been one of them. 

When the taxi arrived at Monroe and Tyson, there was no Maria. I was about to tell the driver to take me home when I saw her hurrying down the street. I smiled to myself as I watched her rush to the taxi, her breasts bouncing freely. She was wearing a tight white sweater with short sleeves and a v-neck that showed off her ample cleavage, black stretch pants, and high heels. I loved the way Hispanic women dressed. They weren't afraid to show their bodies, although some of them probably should have been. 

As she bent over to get into the cab, her large breasts giggled, confirming that she didn't have a bra on. "Hi," I said and added in Spanish, "I didn't think you would show." I said it in Spanish because I preferred not to let the taxi driver know my personal business. I was pretty sure he was Arab.

"I almost didn't," she responded, also in Spanish.

"I'm glad you did. You look beautiful."

She blushed and said "Thank you."

"Where too?"

"Estavar's on Twenty-second Street," she said, more to the driver than to me.

We made small talk while we drove to the restaurant. I found out that she was the oldest of eight children and that all of her family still lived in Colombia. She had worked in this country for four years and sent money home to her family every month. I could see sadness in her eyes as she spoke of her family. I changed the subject, not wanting to start the evening on a sad note.

"So, how is Dean VanBuren to work for?"

"She is wonderful, if not a little... how you say... 'extentrick'?"

"Eccentric. I can see that. She seems like she can be very demanding though."

"Si... but she has been good to me."

"She was pretty good to me last night too," I said before I thought. I looked at Maria and she didn't seem to take offense at that.

"Ms. VanBuren is... is a highly sexual lady for sure. However, it seems that most American's that I meet are hung up about sex. Ms. VanBuren isn't." She laughed and her face lit up. 

So did mine. I liked this lady.

When we arrived at the restaurant, Maria waited for me to open the door of the taxi. You don't see that much in America anymore. She was going to force me to be a gentleman. I paid the cab driver and we went into the restaurant. It was a small restaurant that appeared to cater to the Hispanic trade. As soon as I walked in, I realized that I might have been the only Anglo in the place. That was fine with me, I was used to being around this crowd.

The host greeted Maria like family and they hugged. Maria introduced me and I said a few words in Spanish. Then we were led to a nice table in the corner. When the waiter came over, Maria greeted him like a long lost brother. 

"Paulo, this is my new friend Jim Adams." 

I liked her use of the word friend "new friend." "Pleased to meet you," I said and shook his hand. I don't ever remember shaking a waiter's hand. Obviously, Maria and Paulo were good friends.

"May I get you a drink?" he asked.

"How about the house wine," I answered, figuring it would be the cheapest.

"Very good," Paulo said and left.

When he returned a few minutes later he had what I realized was a very expensive bottle of wine. I looked at Maria and frowned. Paulo saw it and whispered "On the house." My face brightened.

I asked when Paulo had left again, "Is Paulo your boyfriend?"

"No, just a good friend."

I sighed in some relief. I asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Suddenly, Maria looked shy. "Yes," she whispered.

I raised my eyebrows, wondering why she had agreed to go out with me.

She knew what I was thinking and added, "He lost his "green card" and had to go back home a couple of months ago." Maria looked like she was going to cry.

"I'm sorry to hear that." I thought for a minute and said, "I have some friends that might be able to help." It seemed like the right thing to say.

"Can you?" she asked, her face changing from a frown to excitement.

"I can't promise anything but I can try." I hoped that I hadn't put my foot in my mouth.

Maria smiled and reached over and squeezed my hand. A tear trickled down her cheek. 

I grasped her hand and held it. An electric shock when though me and I think Maria could feel it too. I could see Maria's face begin to flush hot. There was definitely something here. 

The rest of the evening was very enjoyable. We finished the bottle of wine and ate a wonderful ethnic dish that Maria suggested. Paulo was very attentive and even brought us another bottle of wine. I hoped that he wasn't going to get in trouble or lose his job, although he said he had another job as a waiter in a fancy restaurant at a big hotel in the city. 

Everyone seemed to know Maria, including the owner who made a point of introducing himself. Somehow it felt like we were at a family outing rather than a restaurant. By the time we left I think I knew everyone there. Maria and I were a little tipsy but also well fed. 

The taxi dropped us off on Monroe and Tyson and we walked the rest of the way. I took a chance and reached over to hold Maria's hand. I was pleased when she didn't pull away. 

Maria had an apartment in the basement of Dean VanBuren's house. We quietly went around to the back of the house until we reached some steps. We went down the steps until we were standing outside her door. It was rather dark with one dim light bulb above our heads.

"I had a wonderful time. Thank you!" I said sincerely.

"So did I," she admitted almost reluctantly. 

Suddenly I was very uncomfortable. I was trying to decide whether I should kiss her or not. I remembered that I told her that I could prove that I was a gentleman. I touched her face and said, "Well, I guess I had better be going." I turned to leave.


Before I reached the first step, Maria grabbed my arm pulled me back to her quickly. Suddenly, we were kissing passionately. I moaned as her sweet tongue entered my mouth. When I felt her large breasts pressing to my chest I started to get excited. My hands slipped down her back until they were at the top of her buttocks. I wasn't sure how far to go. However, when Maria's hips began to squirm against my rapidly hardening penis, I moved my hands lower and grabbed her ass, pulling her into me. I heard her moan.

As our kisses continued, I moved my hands until they were under her sweater in back. Slowly I moved them across the soft skin on her sides until they were in front and between us. Maria moaned and moved back slightly. I figured it was okay to go further. I inched my hands upward, moving ever closer to those wonderful breasts that I had been staring at all night. A second later I had them in my hands. Now we were both moaning as I kneaded her soft flesh. Her breasts were as warm and soft as I had hoped they would be.

Maria pulled her mouth from mine and I thought she was going to protest. Instead she buried her head in my shoulder and whimpered in excitement. Growing bold, I raised my hands and pushed the sweater upward until both breasts were free. Quickly I bent my head and lifted one large orb to my lips.

"Oh God," Maria gasped as I began to suck her large nipple. 

I hadn't even noticed but as I was busy with her breast, Maria had reached behind her and unlocked her door. Slowly she began to move backward, bringing us both through the now open door. When I realized what was happening I pulled my mouth from one wet nipple and smiled. I slammed the door with my foot and turned back to Maria, pulling her back into my arms. Suddenly, we were going after each other like we were love-starved teenagers. I practically ripped her sweater as I pulled it over her head. Her fingers fumbled as she rushed to unbutton my shirt. A second later, her soft breasts were pressing to my bare chest and we were sucking each other's tongues again. 

Maria pulled away, gasping for breath. She whispered, "Let me suck you." Then she began to move slowly down my body, kissing my chest and stomach as she passed. 

I didn't protest as the dark haired beauty went to her knees. I watched, without helping, as her shaking fingers opened my pants and pulled my zipper down. She gasped as my pants fell to the floor. I hadn't worn underwear again and my penis sprung out at her. The head was already dripping my pre-cum juice.

Maria mumbled something in Spanish and grabbed my penis. She stared at it for a second before bringing it to her open mouth. I moaned as she took me inside. Suddenly I was in heaven as her soft lips and wet mouth sucked me. My fingers entwined in her hair and I gently led her head up and down.

This was one passionate lady. Her mouth was like a vacuum cleaner. While she couldn't take me all the way down her throat, I didn't care. My hips began to move back and forth as my excitement grew. I pushed her back because I didn't want to cum that way.

Maria face showed surprise as my penis popped from her sucking mouth. 

I pulled her up and kissed her again then led her over to the sofa. It was my turn to get to my knees. I quickly stripped her pants off, leaving just her heels on. When I spread her legs I saw that she had a dark bush that was trimmed short and neatly into a V, pointing to the smooth lips of her sex. Her vagina was gorgeous and positively huge. The outer lips were large and puffy and the inner lips were pink and swollen. It was going to be more than a mouth full.

"Oh yes," Maria moaned as I began to kiss her thighs. 

Slowly I moved downward until I was an inch from her swollen sex. I reached up with my fingers and opened her lips. The large clit practically sprung out at me. It looked like a miniature penis. Maria jumped when I blew warm air onto it. Then with an animal like moan I opened my mouth and sucked the smooth nub into my mouth.

"Ahhhheee!!!" she screamed. Her legs shot up in the air and her thighs wrapped around my head.

I had never eaten a woman with this much flesh on her vagina. It filled my mouth and I could taste her sweet juice as it ran out like a river. I began to lick the fleshy lips slowly, taking my time to find every nook and grove. When my tongue reached her hole, I used my fingers to spread her open. Then I stiffened my tongue and plunged it inside. 

"Oh... my... God," the excited lady screamed in her native language and grabbed my head. She began to "fuck" my face, smearing her juice from my forehead to my chin. I let her do what she wanted. Within seconds her body lifted off the sofa and she screamed that she was cumming. My face was deluged in her warm juice and suddenly it seemed like I was eating a warm watermelon. Her copious juice ran out of my mouth and dripped from my chin. I couldn't swallow it all. I had heard of women that climaxed like this but this was my first experience with a "squirter." It was wet and nasty but I loved it. I sucked until I though she was finished climaxing. However when I tried to pull my face away, she pulled me back and suddenly began to push against my lips again. Seconds later she screamed and began to squirt again. Each time I thought she was done, she would start again. It went on like this for quite some time. I had the feeling that she would continue to climax for as long as I continued to use my mouth on her. By the time she let me go, I don't think there was an inch of my upper body that wasn't covered in her juice.

When I lifted my head from her saturated crotch, I saw her smiling down at me with a sheepish grin. Then she whispered, "I'm sorry, I should have warned you.... some men don't like... you know... like that."

"Not a problem for me, I loved it," I said with a smile and then licked my lips.

Maria began to move. "Come up here and let me do you."

We switched places. Maria was now on her knees between my legs, my throbbing penis ready to explode in her face. I watched as she took my shaft in one hand and cupped my testicles in the other. She said, "Very nice," in Spanish. 

I closed my eyes as she began to lick my balls, moving her tongue slowly upward and across the hard shaft. When she got to the head, she twirled her tongue around the dripping slit to collect my juice and then sucked it into her mouth. It was about that time that I began to moan.

Maria giggled and pulled back. She knelt up, lifted one of her breasts and brought it toward my swollen penis head. Then she pulled my shaft down and rubbed her large and very hard nipple across the slit, coating her nipple with my juice. When it was shinny she lifted her breast to her own mouth and licked it clean.




Higher Education Ch. 02



If you haven't already, I recommend reading Chapter One before reading this. Thank you ZB for editing this story. 

Alexis arrived at the nearly empty park and made her way to the swing sets, their old meeting spot. She sat on a swing waiting, lost in distant memories. After some time she became aware of her surroundings again and looked around, but there was no sign of Rob. She pulled out her cell phone to check the time. It was already 9:20 and Rob was never late. Maybe he'd led her on and never intended to meet her. Or was he somewhere watching and laughing at her for showing up, believing he really wanted to see her? Dismayed, she sat on the swing and cried into her hands.

Alexis' sobs drowned out the footsteps that approached from behind. She jumped as large hands wrapped around her waist, but she instantly recognized them.

"Shh baby, I didn't mean to make you cry," Rob whispered as he held her close. He removed one hand from around her waist to wipe at the tears and brush curls from her wet cheeks.  He knelt on the ground and twisted the swing around so she faced him. 

She searched his expression hoping to see what he was feeling but his face didn't betray any emotions. Another tear rolled down her cheek and she watched his gaze follow it as it fell to her lap. He drew a sharp breath. Alexis smiled, as hoped the push up bra caught his attention. 

"Can we talk about what happened? I have so many things I want to tell you. I want to tell you how sorry I am; I'm so sorry I let Daddy convince me I was too good for you."  She paused, "I love you." She watched as he bit his lower lip to keep from smiling but she couldn't decide if it was out of joy or because her admission would make revenge even sweeter. "I'm so sorry I was such an idiot and..." Rob placed a finger over her lips.

"You've always talked too much," he teased as he let go of the swing and let it spin her back around. "You want to go for a ride?" he asked casually.

"Yeah, but aren't we going to talk about this. Rob I know I broke your heart, please let me..." and again he interrupted.

"Shh," Rob whispered as he took her hand and led her toward the parking lot, "I know how you can make it up to me."

Without protesting she let him open the door and help her into his truck. He got behind the wheel and made his way from the park.  Rob turned down a road Alexis didn't recognize and she became curious. She'd anticipated him parking along one of the lonely back roads they'd frequented in high school.

"Where are we going?" Alexis questioned.

"I thought we were getting a little too old to be making out in my truck."

"So where are we going?" she asked again.

"My place, I have an apartment now. I just happened to be at my folks' house when you called this afternoon."

"Sounds fun," Alexis decided as she scooted toward Rob. She ran a hand along his leg starting at his knee and working up. She noticed him clench his jaw as she approached his thigh, but decided not to explore. In the moonlight Alexis could see the bulge in his shorts and didn't want to tease him too much.

Rob pulled into the parking lot and quickly got out so he could open the truck door for Alexis. He took her hand and led her into the apartment.

"Oh!" Alexis gasped, clearly surprised.

"I wanted to have that talk in the park but I had to get us back here before I burned the place to the ground"

Alexis moved down the hallway and Rob closed the door. He hadn't been late to hurt her feelings or keep her waiting; he'd been busy turning his untidy bachelor pad into a romantic retreat. All of the lights were off in the apartment and candles were scattered about, casting a soft glow on the walls. A bouquet of red roses sat on the coffee table and soothing orchestra music played softly in the background, completing the romantic mood.

He took her hand and led her toward the couch. "I'm willing to give us another try." 

Alexis nodded, the tears in her watery eyes threatening to spill over. She prayed he meant it and wasn't just saying it to get her into bed one last time. She sat down on the couch and Rob lifted her into his arms. As she nestled against his large frame she tilted her head back against his broad shoulders. He looked exactly as she remembered. He was clean shaven but had thick, dark blond hair that he kept longer than his mother liked.  He wore his bangs swept to one side across his forehead, his pale blue eyes barely showing. 

They sat cuddled together in a comfortable silence, letting their closeness rather than words heal old wounds. Alexis sighed happily and snuggled closer against Rob's chest, his body felt firmer than she remembered. 

"Have you been working out?" Alexis asked. "You look good. I um," Alexis stammered suddenly self conscious about the weight she'd gained, "I let myself go a little. I'm sorry if..." but Rob didn't let her finish.

His mouth covered hers in a familiar kiss as he laid her back on the couch and snuggled up alongside her.

He teasingly ran his fingers along her neck and collar bone. "I don't care, you're gorgeous."

"You just like my bigger boobs," Alexis nervously joked.  

Rob cradled her in his arms for several minutes before Alexis broke the silence. "Rob you don't have to be shy. You can touch me."

With her permission, Rob pulled the shirt over her head. He let his hands wonder over her soft skin, taking in the light flowery fragrance of her perfume, before reaching to unhook her white satin bra. He fumbled with the clasp for a few moments before Alexis reached to unhook it; she hoped it was because he was out of practice. Rob slid the bra down her arms and tossed it aside. He knelt on the floor beside the couch, taking his time to tease her with light touches along her curves. Finally Rob cupped her breasts in his hands; kneading gently as his tongue flicked a hardening nipple. 

Alexis moaned and closed her eyes, letting herself absorb the sensations. Rob released her nipple and left a trail of kisses as he moved to the other one. 

Rob kissed his way down her stomach as he undid the button and zipper of her skirt. Alexis eagerly lifted her hips off the couch so he could slide the skirt off. He reached down and took off her shoes then ran his tongue along her calves, thighs and up to her white lacy panties.

"Please." Alexis moaned as she lifted her hips off the couch, her eyes imploring him to pull down her panties. Rob used his teeth to inch down one side before moving to the other side to repeat the action. Alexis wiggled under him trying to speed up the process. "Just use your hands."

"I've waited a year for this, you can wait another minute." Rob retorted. 

Alexis stilled, letting him continue. At last the panties slipped off and she was completely naked. She had always kept the hair to a minimum but now she was waxed bare, she watched his cock stiffen in approval. Wanting to touch him, Alexis reached to undo his shorts, but Rob evaded her grasps. 

He pulled her to a sitting position on the couch and spread her legs apart as he knelt before her on the floor. Rob ran his hands up her plump thighs then pulled her toward him. As he moved her pussy to his mouth he could smell her musky scent and realized she was already aroused from his teasing. He kissed and licked her outer folds, deeply breathing in her scent. He put her legs over his shoulders and continued the gentle assault, intentionally avoiding her clit. Alexis closed her eyes and whimpered in frustration, "Please Rob."

With a swift motion Rob plunged two fingers into her wet pussy and stroked her clit with his warm tongue. It caught her off guard and her eyes shot open. She ran her hands through his hair.  "Oh God that feels good," she moaned, hoping he would continue. 

After several minutes Rob slowly withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his tongue, which he knew she liked. He darted his tongue in and out and rubbed his palm in a circular motion, increasing the pressure in response to her writhing body. "Oh God," she groaned and pushed her hips against his hand. As Alexis' tugs on his hair increased, Rob inserted two fingers back into her tensing pussy. After establishing a rhythm with his fingers, he licked upward and began fluttering his tongue against her swollen nub.  The sensations were too much for Alexis.

"Oh Rob," she moaned as the pressure inside her body exploded. Her muscles spasmed around his pumping fingers and he decreased his tongue's contact with her now sensitive clit. Finally her body relaxed and her breathing became less ragged. When she opened her eyes again they were filled with tears.

Rob wiped them away tenderly, but the anger inside him began to boil to the surface. What did she have to cry about? "Lexi, you tore my heart out and stomped on it in your designer heels. For a year I've tried to get over that hurt. But how do you move on from something like that? What do you do when out of the blue, the woman you love decides she's too good to be with you?" 

Alexis' heart sank. "Rob, I'm sorry," she pleaded.

He stared at her, his eyes cold. "Let me finish," he demanded. "I'm willing to give this another try, but it's not going to be the way it was.  I don't think I can put my heart on the line, not yet. I'm going to have to learn to trust you again."

Alexis broke out in a fresh round of sobs. That was it. That was the worst he was going to give and it was far kinder than she'd let herself imagine. "I swear I've changed." 

"I believe you," he finally answered, "or you wouldn't have come groveling for another chance."  His anger gone, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her roughly. 

Alexis pressed her naked body to him and lovingly cradled his face in her hands as she returned his urgent kisses. "Can we go to your room," she finally whispered. 

Rob took her hand and led her to his bedroom. He pulled back the quilt and pushed her onto the bed. He couldn't control himself any longer. He tugged his shirt from his shorts and began undoing the buttons.

"Let me help you with these," Alexis offered as she moved to the edge of the bed and undid his button and zipper. She pulled the boxers and shorts down in a single tug and his cock sprang free. "I never forgot how much I loved him," she cooed as she took him into her mouth. 

She toyed with him, licking his head as one hand teasingly stroked along the pronounced veins. He pushed her mouth onto his aching dick. "Please baby, make me cum."

Alexis began to move more deliberately. She increased her pressure and rubbed up and down his shaft, lubricating her movements with saliva. Her tongue continued swirling around him as she took in more, until his head was as far as it would go. She tilted her head back, took a deep breath, and slowly let his cock slide into her throat. Alexis pulled back and let him slide back into her mouth where she licked and sucked the head before allowing him to ease down her throat again.

Rob grabbed onto her shoulders for support. Sensing he was getting close, she gently stroked his balls and moaned to encourage him. The vibrations of her throat around his dick sent him over the edge. 

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," he moaned and thrust himself deeper into her throat where he came with startling force. Alexis eagerly awaited more, but he pulled out. His next shot covered her chin before he could lower himself to her tits where he pumped the remainder. Alexis gently licked him clean before dipping her fingers into his cum. One by one, she sucked it from her fingers.   

Rob collapsed onto the bed pulled her into his arms. As their eyes met Alexis grinned, "You think we can wake him up?" He didn't answer; instead he rolled her onto her back and straddled her body. He smeared his cum over her breasts. Using his tongue, he traced circles around her hard nipples, suckling both before moving up to her mouth. Without breaking their kiss, Alexis took his cock in her hands and rubbed him up and down her wet slit, coating his broad tip with her juices. He began to harden in response.

Alexis guided him to her opening and waited for him to thrust inside, to fill her again. Rob stared down at her. She read his thoughts. "I'm sure." She felt completely vulnerable as Rob entered, slowly burying himself deep inside her. He hesitated. "Please. I want you to fuck me," she whispered.

Rob pulled back, allowing himself to nearly pop out before ramming himself inside her again. "Oh God," she moaned as he continued fucking her with hard, deliberate strokes.  Emotions began to overtake her senses, she was his again.  She wrapped her legs around his waist and invited him deeper, into her body, and her heart. "Oh, Rob. I love the way you fuck me," Alexis moaned between ragged breaths as the tension in her body coiled. She dug her nails into his shoulders, "God. Ah. Oh please," she moaned. She went quiet just before her pussy began pulsing around his cock. Rob wasn't far behind; he plunged himself deep as he filled her with spurt after spurt of hot cum.

"I love you," he panted into her curls. 

Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, those three simple words meant the world to her. "I love you too," she whispered.

Rob kissed her tenderly. "Can you spend the night?"

"I'd give anything to fall asleep in your arms tonight, but you know I can't. We should probably get me home." 

It was nearly 2:00 am as Alexis snuck into her house, grateful her parents hadn't changed the code on the alarm system. She climbed the back stairs and made her way to her room, but her entrance had not gone unnoticed.

"What the hell are you doing," Drew whispered as he stepped from his doorway to inspect the noise. Seeing Alexis' disheveled hair a knowing smile formed on his mouth.

"Drew please don't say anything to Mama and Daddy about this," Alexis pleaded.

Still smiling he pulled his sister toward his room, "I'll make you a deal. You put in a good word for me with Kaitlyn, get me a date, and I won't say anything."

Alexis was puzzled but nodded in agreement.

"What, you think I'm not good enough for her?" Drew retorted.

"No, No," Alexis reassured "I actually think you two would get along really well. It's just she's not your type. Well physically she is, but her parents aren't wealthy and she's not even from the South. You always date..."

"Just help get me a date," Drew interrupted.

Alexis crept down the hall, leaving her brother to ponder his next move with Kaitlyn. 



Higher Education Ch. 02



My eyes were hooded in pleasure as I watched her do this several times. I was so excited that I thought that if she touched me again she was going to get a face full of cream. Maria recognized it too and brought the head of my penis to her mouth. She began to suck just the crown as she pumped the shaft.

That was all it took. My penis began to throb and then it squirted my cream into her mouth. Her hand continued to pump me, as her lips remained tight around the crown to insure that none escaped. I could hear her moaning as she drank my juice. She squeezed my shaft and continued to suck until there was nothing left.

I lay back on the sofa and watched her for some time. She continued to kiss and lick my shrinking penis and empty testicles until I was forced to pull her head away. I lifted her head and saw a satisfied look on her face as well as a drop of my cum at the corner of her mouth. When I recovered enough strength, I stood up and bent over to pick her up in my arms. "Where's the bedroom?" I asked.

She pointed down the hall and then buried her face in my chest. 

I carried her into her bedroom and laid her gently on her bed and then snuggled next to her. I wasn't sure about her but I certainly needed a little time to recover from my intense climax.

"Wow, that was great," I whispered.

She smiled up at me as she lay in my arm. "Was I as good as Dean VanBuren?"

That was a loaded question and came out of the blue. I paused for a minute, trying to decide how to answer. "I told you that I am a gentleman, so it wouldn't be appropriate for me to 'kiss and tell'." I was proud of myself for that comment.

"All right," Maria said but sounded a little disappointed.

"You were very, very, very good," I added quickly. "You are definitely the most passionate woman I have ever been with."

She seemed to like that and snuggled back into my arms.

I thought for a moment and said, "So how was I compared to being eaten by Dean VanBuren." It was a shot in the dark but after seeing Maria coming into the room while Abigail and I were having sex, I knew that there had to be more to their relationship.

I heard Maria gasp and she rose up and looked at me with wide eyes. "How... how... did you know?"

"I didn't. I just guessed." I smiled and added, "I don't have a problem with it. In fact, I think it's pretty neat. I'm a guy remember."

Maria put her head back down on my chest and whispered shyly, "I... I don't do her. She just... just... you know... does what you did." 

"She just eats you."

"Si."

"I imagine she loves it as much as I did. But you didn't answer my question," I pressed. "Is she better than me?"

Maria sighed and began to circle her finger across my stomach. "She's... she's a woman and women are different." She evaded the question. 

"I know that, but was I better?" I was only teasing and paying her back for asking me the question. 

Then she said, "I'm a lady and a lady doesn't 'kiss and tell'."

"Touch‚." I conceded a draw. 

Maria giggled and at the same time she reached down and began to play with my soft penis. She giggled again when it started to respond. However, I almost stopped her when she began to kiss down my stomach. Instead I sighed and let her work her way down until she had me in her mouth again.

It didn't take long before I was hard again. Within a few minutes I was pushing her over on her back. I moved to a position between her legs with my arms stiff, holding myself over her. My penis was inches from her vagina. 

Maria began to squirm under me and her hands reached for my buttocks. However, I resisted when she tried to pull me down. I kissed her lips and then whispered, "Do you want me? Do you want me to fuck you?"

"Oh yes, oh yes," she gasped, her fingernails digging into my cheeks.

"Ask me nice," I teased.

"Please, please, please." 

I moved closer, letting the head of my penis touch her swollen lips. Slowly, I pushed downward until the head started to open her. Maria went wild. Her legs wrapped around my waist and her hips lifted up as she pulled me down. I had no choice, nor did I want to resist, and I settled down, groaning as my penis entered her warm cavern. "Oh God," I moaned as her swollen sex surrounded me. 

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she screamed.

I began to pound into her as hard as I could. She took everything I had and pushed back for more. It felt like I was riding a bucking horse as we writhed all over the bed. 

"Oh Goddddd," Maria groaned and within seconds began to climax again.

I ignored her climax and continued to pound into her. Because I had climaxed so recently, I was able to hold out for a long time. I'm not sure how many times Maria climaxed, or if there was even a break between climaxes for her, but she just went on and on. Finally, after about a half-hour of hard work, I screamed that I was cumming. She pulled me tight and lifted her hips, taking me as deeply as I could go. I felt the head of my penis expand and begin to pump my sperm deep into her body. She took it all, her tight hole squeezing my shaft until there was nothing left. I collapsed onto her tiny body and then rolled to the side so that I wouldn't crush her. We were both asleep in seconds. 

I awoke early the next morning with Maria snuggled next to me. I debated slipping out of bed and leaving before she awoke but when I saw her naked body lying next to me I changed my mind. Besides, that wouldn't have been gentleman like. She awoke when I began to suck on her breasts. I looked up at her smiling face and said, "Good morning." I went back to sucking her breast. A few minutes later I slipped easily into her welcoming body. We made slow and sensual love this time. The urgency had left us but it might have been the best sex of all.

For the second morning in a row, I left Dean VanBuren's house as the sun was rising. As I walked quietly around to the front of the house, someone startled me coming down the steps. I'm not sure who was more shocked, Katie or I.

Chapter 2

The second week of school was a little easier for me. I was getting comfortable with the routine and the students. However, I still had a great deal of work to do as a first year teacher. Katie had said she wanted to talk but we had to schedule it for later in the week. I was anxious to hear the story of why she was coming out of the Dean's house so early in the morning. Although I was pretty sure I knew the answer: she was working on her career just like me. 

Dean VanBuren said she wanted to see me on Wednesday at two o'clock, supposedly to go over some lesson plans. I had a feeling that I knew what kind of lesson plans she had in mind. Still, she was the boss and I was beginning to like my job a lot. 

On Wednesday afternoon at exactly two o'clock-Abigail expected promptness-I knocked on her office door. When I entered, she was sitting behind her desk, leaning back with her legs crossed, reading something. She was wearing an expensive looking business suit that consisted of a blue pleated skirt with a matching blazer. She didn't look up as I walked over and sat down in front of her desk. I couldn't read her demeanor. However, I was suddenly worried that she knew that I had spent Saturday night with Maria.

Finally she lowered the papers in her hand and looked over her reading glasses at me. "Good, you're on time," she said and went back to reading, making me wait. After a few minutes of silence she sat back in her large leather chair, staring at me. I could feel sweat began to break out on my brow and the clock on the wall suddenly sounded incredibly loud. I was sure I was in trouble at that point and steeled myself for her tirade. However, instead, she picked up one of the papers on her desk and said, "I've been looking over your lesson plans... and I must say... I'm impressed."

I almost sighed in relief. "Thank you," I answered, watching as she uncrossed her legs and then crossed them the other way, allowing her short skirt to ride up her thigh. She saw my look and smiled.

"However, I think your segment on "Philosophy during the birth of Democracy" needs a little work. It would be better if you focused on some of the lesser-known philosophers before teaching about the best known ones. It's a minor detail but I think some of the less popular figures are much more interesting and will peak your students interest."

"Okay," I quickly agreed, "I can certainly do that." I was so relieved that I would have agreed with anything. However, surprisingly, I thought she had a good point.

Abigail got up from her chair and walked over to the door. And, like she had done last week, she turned the lock. The window blinds were already closed. I knew what was coming. The pounding in my chest was from excitement now and not fear. My eyes followed her as she crossed the room to the closet and picked something up. When she turned around I saw that she had several strips of rope in her hand. I began to squirm in my chair again.

She strode back to me, her nylons making a swishing sound in the quiet room, and stood by my chair. I looked at the ropes and then up at her face. I could see her eyes burning with lust. I knew that look, and at that moment it frightened me. 

"James," she said, almost breathlessly, holding the ropes out to me, "I want you to tie me over the desk. And then... and then I want you to... to... fuck me in the ass."

She said the last words so fast that it took me a minute to digest them. My eyes opened wide in shock and I gasped, "Huh?" 

She didn't say anything but stood looking down at me, holding the ropes out. 

As I realized what she was asking I almost sighed in relief. I was a little worried that she wanted to tie me up. "Uh... uh... all right," I stammered taking the ropes from her hand. I noticed that her hands were trembling as much as mine were.

Then the sophisticated lady in the blue business suit turned around and laid herself across the desk. I sat dumbfounded for a minute, staring at her prone body. 

She waited patiently for me. 

Finally, when I stood up, my legs almost collapsed from a combination of renewed fear and growing excitement. I stared in disbelief-here was the Dean of Philosophy lying on her desk ready for me to tie her up. I didn't even know where to start. She probably recognized this because she helped me buy moving her legs apart and stretching her arms across the desk.

My hands were still trembling as I squatted behind her and wrapped the rope around first one leg and then the other, using a secure knot that I learned to tie in the Army. It worked very well on prisoners. I had to stretch her legs wide apart in order to tie them to the legs of the desk. When I was done I stood up and looked at her again. Her short pleated skirt had pulled further up her thighs, revealing the tops of her thigh-high nylons, along with some bare flesh. I felt my penis begin to hardening and had the sudden urge to push her skirt up and take her right there. Controlling my impulses I walked around the desk. I saw that she had her eyes closed and her head was turned to the side facing away from me. I tied the rope around each wrist and attached them to the front legs of the desk.

Now that I had her secured I wasn't sure what to do. Fortunately, my throbbing penis began to guide me. I reached down toward her head and then hesitated for a second. Then, I ran my fingers into her hair and turned her head toward me, forcing her chin to rest on the desk. Her eyes were glazed over and she had a vacant look on her face. This was one kinky lady, I thought as I held her hair and began to pull my zipper down. It was difficult to do with only one hand. I reached inside my pants and struggled to fish my throbbing tool out into the open. It took a little dexterity but soon I had the shaft in my hand with the head pointed at her face. 

"Oh Jesus," Abigail gasped breathlessly.

I stepped closer, waiving my penis in front of her face. Slowly I brought the dripping head to her lips. She stuck out her tongue and I pulled back. She moaned. I rubbed the head across her lips to her cheeks and she tried to capture it with her mouth. I didn't let her and as my penis moved across the soft skin of her face leaving a trail of juice behind, I could feel my balls churning in excitement. This was getting to be fun.

Abigail moaned as I pulled away from her and walked around the desk. I stood behind her squirming body, enjoying the view for a minute. Finally, I reached down and placed my hands on the back of her thighs, sliding them under her skirt. I felt her jump and my own penis pulsed as I touched the bare and very warm skin above her nylons. My hands went higher. She had panties on today. Wanting to see, I pushed her skirt up until it bunched at her waist. We both moaned as her sexy ass was exposed to the cool air and dim light of the room. I saw goose bumps cover the exposed skin of her cheeks and ripple down her thighs. She was wearing a pair of shinny blue panties that barely covered her buttocks. I reached out and grasped the soft orbs and squeezed them in my hands. My penis pulsed with excitement. Then I quickly reached up and pulled the panties down as far as her open thighs would allow. I stepped between her spread legs until I could touch her with my penis and like I had done to her face, I rubbed it across the soft skin of her buttocks. 

Abigail whimpered and squirmed. I moved the head of my penis between her cheeks watching it disappear into the crack. However, I wasn't ready for that yet. The fact was that I had never had anal sex. I tried it with a lover once but it was too painful for her. I was more than willing to try with Abigail. However, I wanted a little more teasing first. 

I walked back around and lifted her head again, using her hair. Then I took my penis in my hand and slapped it back and forth across her cheeks. The room echoed with the slap of the hard shaft against her soft cheeks. When she tried to capture it with her mouth I gave in and let her suck the head inside. A moan escaped my lips as she began to suckle the swollen head like a baby at its mother's breast. My hips started to move back and forth in little "fucking" motions, but not enough to let her have much more then the crown. I pulled her head further upward, aligning her throat with my shaft. I took a deep breath and paused. Then, with a quick thrust of my hips, I pushed forward hard, sinking my penis all the way to my balls. Suddenly, her lips and nose were buried in my pubic hair. My legs trembled as I looked down at my penis stretching her lips and mouth. I slipped one hand under her neck and felt the bulge that my penis was making in her throat. I moved the palm of my hand up and down her stretched neck, almost as if I was stroking my penis. I could actually feel my hand on my shaft. 

Abigail's head and throat were in a perfect position now. I rocked my hips back and forth, going all the way to my balls before backing up. I could feel her start to gag with each plunge but before that could happen, I pulled back out quickly and let her breath. I pushed in again slowly and then pulled back out rapidly. As I started to move faster, her saliva began to run from her lips. It coated my penis and dripped down her chin to the desk below. I watched in amazement as she took everything I had and groaned for more.

My pants were getting in the way. Keeping my penis in her mouth I quickly unbuckled my belt and let them drop to the floor. I stepped out, left my shoes on and kicked the tangled material impatiently from my foot. Now I used both hands to grasp the sexy woman's head. She began to grunt as my hips moved faster and faster. I could feel her straining against the ropes that held her arms wide. Then, without warning she began to tremble all over. Suddenly, her body froze, the muscles in her neck strained and her face turned red. At first I thought I was choking her but then I realized that she was climaxing. Amazing! I pushed forward hard; forcing my penis as deeply as it would go into her throat. I could feel the contractions in her body through her throat. That was too much for me and my penis lurched and I began to pour my sperm deep down her throat. 

I don't know if Abigail even knew that I was climaxing. I know that she couldn't taste my sperm-it went directly from my balls through my shaft and into her stomach. My legs quivered and I gasped for breath as pulse after pulse of juice squirted from my shaft and entered her body. Finally, when both of our climaxes slowed, I stood still for a minute, my legs trembling and my penis still down her throat. As my shaft began to soften, I staggered backward, pulling my penis from her now slack mouth and fell heavily into her chair.

Abigail eyes were closed and her head was lying on the desk again. There was a trickle of my sperm on her lips, so I figured that she knew that I had climaxed as well. My climax wasn't entirely accidental. I knew that taking her in the ass was going to require a great deal of stamina from me; so taking "the edge off" was not a bad idea. And, it as a great deal of pleasure as well.

The room grew silent except for the ticking clock and our breathing. As I recovered, I watched Abigail and contemplated my situation. On one hand, I felt like I was being forced to please her. However, on the other, it was extremely exciting and pleasurable for me. I didn't have much choice anyway if I wanted to keep my job. 

Never in my wildest imagination would I have thought up this situation. I knew very well the risk that I was taking and it probably wasn't worth it. However, I was in too deep now. If I had refused her advances in the beginning, I might have lost my job but it was the only chance I had to stop this before it got out of hand. Now it had gone too far. I figured I might as well enjoy it because I could only be fired once.

As I stared at the sexy women tied over her desk, I felt my penis stirring again. I reached down and began to stroke it slowly. Abigail heard the movement and lifted her head. The expression on her face wasn't readable but her eyes were still burning. I stood up and then bent over her, lifting her head so that I could kiss her lips tenderly. She sighed appreciatively and began to squirm. I pulled away and walked around to her rear. Her panties were still stretched across her thighs. I saw a pair of scissors on the desk and used them to cut one leg of her panties, letting them fall down her leg and cover one high heel. Then I leaned forward until my body was over hers, my chest pressing on her back. "I'm going to fuck you in the ass now," I whispered.

Abigail moaned.

I reached my hands under her blazer to capture her braless breast under her blouse. However, I wanted to feel bare skin. On impulse I grasped the front of her blouse, lifting her up slightly from the desk with my arms. With a violent pull I ripped her blouse open, popping the buttons down the front and freeing her breasts to fall onto the hard surface of the desk. 

Abigail squealed and began to gasp for breath. 

I had seen clothes in her closet so I knew that she had a blouse to replace the one I had just ruined. "That's better," I whispered as my hands found the soft flesh of her breasts and began to squeeze. My fingers searched for her nipples. I squeezed them hard. "Do you like that? Do you like it when I pinch your nipples?"

A moan was her answer. I took that as a yes and continued to squeeze them as I began to move my now fully hard penis across her naked backside. 

Suddenly, both of us jumped when there was a knock at the door. Abigail's office was at the end of a long hall and there wasn't much traffic so it probably wasn't a casual visit. My heart was suddenly in my throat. For a second I thought I would just not answer the knock, but then I worried that someone might have seen me come into the office. I whispered, "I'll get rid of them." 




Higher Education Ch. 02



I nervously walked to the door and turned the lock. With a deep breath I opened the door, keeping my naked lower half hidden. I almost sighed out loud when I saw Katie. Of all the people that could have come to the door, she might have been the least troublesome. 

"Uh... is Abigail here?" she asked. 

The look on her face made me think that she was surprised to see me. "She is indisposed at the moment," I said, trying not to sound irritated.

"I need to get her to sign an important document right away."

I noticed that she had a folder in her hand. "Can't it wait?" I said, again trying to hide my irritation.

"No. I have to fax this out today."

I thought for a moment and then made an impulsive decision. I put my finger to my lips in a motion of silence and opened the door a little wider.

Katie stuck her head in. "Oh my God," she gasped and then covered her mouth in shock. I pulled her arm, almost making her stumble as I brought her into the room and then closed the door quickly. Still grasping her arm tightly, I pulled her over to the desk. "Dean VanBuren, Katie has a paper that you have to sign." 

Abigail looked up at Katie with true shock on her face. Their eyes met. I don't know whose eyes were bigger, hers or Katie's. I looked from one woman to the other. Then I saw Abigail begin to tremble and she closed her eyes and moaned. 

Katie was as amazed as I was. We watched the older woman tremble and whimper. It almost appeared that she was having a climax. 

When Abigail stopped shaking, I took a pen from the center draw and put it into her hand. Then I pried the folder from Katie's tightly clenched fist and opened it to the paper she needed to sign.

With great difficulty and still trembling hand, Abigail signed it. It looked more like chicken scratch then a signature. I turned back to Katie and held the folder out to her when I saw her looking strangely. Suddenly I remembered that I was half-naked. My face turned red but my penis began to grow again. I could see that Katie's mouth was slightly open and her breathing was irregular. 

"I told you she was indisposed." With a smile, I took Katie's arm and led her to the door. She was like a zombie as I opened it and ushered her out. "Talk to you later," I whispered and boldly patted her on the rump. I sighed in relief as I closed the door and locked it again.

I hurried back to Abigail and resumed my position over her. "Did you have a nice climax?" I asked.

She didn't answer but her face turned red so I assumed that I was right. 

I kissed her neck and then brought my tongue to her ear. "Now, where were we? Oh that's right, I was going to fuck your ass."

Abigail moaned and squirmed her ass under me. I moved back until I was standing between her legs again. My hands went to her soft buttocks and I spread them open. My penis pulsed as I looked down and saw the tiny pink hole winking at me. I wet my finger and brought it to the hole. Abigail moaned as I pushed it inside. 

"Very tight," I said, almost to myself and wondered how I was going to get my penis into such a tiny hole. I pulled my finger out and reached below to the swollen lips of her sex. Her juice was literally running down her thighs. I gathered some up and rubbed it on my shaft, then thought of a better idea. I placed my penis at her vagina and slowly pushed it inside. It was my turn to moan as the slick walls of her hole welcomed me. Slowly, I moved in and out, coating my shaft with her thick juice. When I pulled out, my penis was dripping. Satisfied, I centered the head on her sphincter. "Are you ready I asked rhetorically?" Without waiting for an answer, I pushed forward.

"Ohhhhhh!!!" Abigail moaned as her tight hole resisted. Then she squirmed her hips back and forth, allowing the swollen head to slip just inside the sphincter. 

Slowly I increased the pressure, forcing my penis into her now pulsing hole, inch by inch until it was totally encased in her warm body. Although I had already climaxed, I had to fight the urge to do it again. 

Abigail was whimpering now and her body was convulsing against the bonds holding her arms and legs. 

I looked down and saw that my entire penis had disappeared. The tight little hole that I had seen moments ago had stretched perfectly to accommodate me. I moved my hips back and watched her anus try to hold me inside. The flesh of her sphincter was stretched tightly around the sensitive skin of my shaft, just below the crown. I groaned and plunged back inside. I could see Abigail's face scrunched up as if in pain. She was biting her lip to keep from crying out.

"Are you okay?" I asked as I leaned over her.

"Yes," she hissed, "Fuck me!"

I didn't need to be told twice. I reached under her and grabbed her breasts as I began to move my hips. Her tight hole soon began to relax enough so that I could move in and out with ease. Moving back again, I reached down and opened her cheeks to watch her take me inside. 

Abigail began to grunt as I pushed into her hard, forcing her hips into the desk. 

"Yes, yes, yes. Fuck me! Fuck me!" she hissed excitedly. Her voice was hoarse and filled with lust. Each plunge of my penis forced a grunt from her as it hit bottom. I moved up until my knees were on the desk beside her hips. Although it was painful to my knees, it gave me the best leverage. I plunged down with the hardest stroke yet, using all of my weight to force myself into her. At that point, I felt Abigail begin to climax. Her body convulsed, sending ripples of pleasure through her anal canal. I felt them and pounded into her even harder. I continued to work as she climaxed repeatedly. 

I don't remember now but I guess that I probably screwed her for twenty or thirty minutes and she climaxed the entire time. Sweat was dripping from my brow as I worked tirelessly, suddenly proud of my stamina. However, Abigail took all that I could give and wanted more. 

Finally, I couldn't hold out any longer. "Oh Jesus, I'm going to cummmmmmm," I gasped. I forced my penis all the way inside her, my balls slapping against her swollen sex. I felt the explosion in my balls first and then my sperm was hurdling up the shaft. It came out like a fire hose. I don't know if Abigail could feel it pouring into her or not but she began to climax again. It seemed like it went on for minutes but was only seconds before my balls were empty. 

When I finally pulled my penis from her still clenching hole, I was drained, emotionally and physically. It had been one hell of an afternoon and one that I would never forget.



Higher Education Ch. 03



Chapter 1

I was feeling a little remorseful as I left Abigail's office that afternoon. I'm not entirely sure why, or even what was bothering me. I was worried about my job for sure, but it was more than that. As I have said, I was a somewhat na‹ve guy, almost leading a sheltered life to that point. Incredibly, it might have been that I was feeling like I was using Abigail and not the other way around. However, I knew that wasn't rational. Abigail wanted what happened. Hell, she set it up. Still, when one is raised a certain way, it has an impact on how one looks at the world. I was raised to respect women so it was against my nature to treat them like I had Abigail. However, I have learned that one can play many roles in life. Little did I know at that time that I had the capacity to play them all.

As I headed back to my classroom, I passed Katie leaving the administrative offices. She looked at me but didn't smile. I couldn't read her face. Maybe she was angry at what I had done-pulling her into the office like that. Or maybe she was jealous. I said "hi" anyway. She mumbled something in response but I couldn't really hear her as she hurried off.

I was worried about Katie's reaction, so at the end of the day I went to her office. Her office was small like mine but much neater. She was just cleaning up her desk as I walked in.

"Hi," I said, standing nervously in the doorway. I was almost afraid to go into the room.

She looked up like she was expecting me. I saw her face turn red. She looked back down and continued to clean up her desk without responding.

"Katie, uh... about today... I... uh..." I had no idea what I was going to say. 

Again, she didn't answer. 

"Hey, can I buy you a drink or something?"

Katie paused and looked at me, her green eyes almost burning into me. Surprisingly she said, "All right." 

"Listen," I said, still searching for something to say as we walked across campus, "I'm... uh... sorry about today."

"Let's wait until we get to the pub. I need a drink really bad."

It was early on Wednesday afternoon so the pub wasn't crowded yet. We found a booth in the back and ordered drinks without otherwise speaking. The silence was uncomfortable as we sat trying to avoid each other's eyes.

Finally, when the drinks came and we had consumed about half, Katie spoke. "I want... wanted to explain... why... you know why I was leaving Dean VanBuren's house Sunday morning." 

I tried not to show my surprise. Amazingly, she wasn't angry about what I had done today but rather worried about being caught coming out of Abigail's house. 

"Katie, you don't have to explain your actions to me." But I really wanted her to. It had to be a good story.

"I want to. Abigail... Dean VanBuren... has been good to me."

I had heard that before.

"I couldn't have ever gotten a job at such a prestigious college without her. I'm only twenty-six and I'm already teaching college. That's pretty good for a kid that wasn't anywhere near being a valedictorian." She took a sip of her drink and I saw her hand trembling.

I waited.

"She had a lot of great candidates to chose from, some with lots of experience, but she chose me."

I knew how she felt.

"Dean VanBuren is a little different though. I... I... had never been... you know... with a woman... before her."

She assumed that I knew that she had "been with" her. Her stay over could have been innocent. Yea, right! Remember, I said I was na‹ve. 

"So you two are lovers?" I asked stupidly.

She looked startled and then blushed. "Uh... well... I guess, but I'm certainly not the only one."

"You mean female?"

"Female, male... it doesn't really matter to Abi... Dean VanBuren."

"I think we know her well enough to call her Abigail," I said with a smile.

"I guess so." For the first time Katie smiled. "I... I am not that... uh you know... experienced sexually."

I must have looked skeptical because she said, "I'm not. I was... am... a very shy person. When I was in high school and college, I didn't think that highly of myself. I was just a skinny redhead with braces."

I looked over at Katie and down at her rather large breasts and raided my eyebrows. "I find that hard to believe. You're beautiful."

Katie blushed and whispered, "Thank you. But it's the truth. I was really skinny. I gained about fifteen pounds after I graduated and I think most of it went to my boobs and butt," she said and looked down at her more than amble breasts, which sat high under her tight yellow sweater. The nipples began to harden under my stare.

"Those were the right places," I said and she blushed again. 

We ordered another round.

"So, where were you coming from that morning?" she asked.

I was surprised by the question. I hadn't even thought about her curiosity about where I had been. However, I'm sure she already knew the answer.

"Maria... Abigail's housekeeper... and I... well, we got to know each other." I think I blushed.

"She's very pretty."

I was going to say "And, one hot Latino," but that would have been insensitive... I think. Instead I said, "She is a very nice woman." And then added for some unknown reason, "Unfortunately she has a boyfriend that was deported... lost his green card."

The new round of drinks came and Katie took a big drink. "So what was going on in Abigail's office?" she asked tentatively.

I knew that question was going to come up. I had decided not to be coy. "Abigail wanted me to tie her over the desk and fuck her ass," I answered in a matter-of-fact tone. 

Katie gasped and her pretty green eyes opened wide. She took another drink and I could see that her hand begun to tremble again. 

I leaned over and whispered, "Abigail is a very kinky lady."

Katie nodded without responding.

I pressed the conversation. "I've heard that she is pretty good at eating pussy as well."

Katie showed her shock at the statement. I'm sure she wondered how I knew. Then the expression on her face changed to one of recognition and she said, "Maria?"

"Um huh! But Maria doesn't do her." I saw a surprised look on her face. I figured I might as well ask the obvious question since I had gone this far and said, "Do you do her?" I asked. I saw an almost imperceptible nod. I smiled. "So we have something in common." I held my glass up for a toast. 

Katie smiled and blushed again. Then she lifted her glass and tapped it to mine.

"Well, I guess we had better get going. I need to feed my dog." It was the first thing that either of us had said that didn't have to do with sex.

"You have a dog?" Katie asked. 

"Yes, a black lab."

"I love dogs but they won't let me have one in my apartment complex."

"I'm in a private home over on Barton Street... allowing dogs was a requirement. Do you want to see him?"

Katie looked at her watch and then said, "Yes, I'd love to. It's on my way home anyway."

We left the bar with me carrying her heavy briefcase. "What's in here, rocks?" I joked as we crossed the campus.

"Sometimes it feels like it. I never know what I'll need for my classes."

My apartment was on the second floor of a large house. The entrance was in back, upstairs and there was a large screened in porch that overlooked a big back yard and woods. It was perfect for "Bo" and I. The owners were an older couple that I rarely saw. However, I tried to keep as quite as possible.

We walked up the steps and I opened the screened door. Bo practically knocked me down. "Down boy," I laughed.

Katie squealed and went down on one knee to greet Bo. He jumped up and knocked her onto her butt.

"Bo! Bo!" I laughed and pulled him off of her. "Bo loves everybody. Some watch dog huh?"

"He's gorgeous," Katie said as she continued to pet Bo. He licked her face. Smart dog.

"Here," I said and opened the screened door behind Katie. Bo bolted out and headed down the steps.

"Aren't you afraid he'll take off?"

"No, I have one of those invisible fences. It cost me a week's pay but it's worth it." I turned back to Katie and saw her staring at me.

"Oh, the briefcase," I said and handed her the case. When our hands touched, I felt a spark. It might have been static electricity because it had began to thunder and dark clouds were rolling in. We stood staring at each other as the lightening flashed in the sky. I took a chance and pulled Katie into my arms. She didn't resist and suddenly we were kissing.

Katie dropped the briefcase and her arms went around my back and her soft body pressed to my chest. We both moaned as our tongue began to duel. Suddenly, the skies opened up and the rain began to pour down as lightening flashed. 

One of my hands slipped between us and I grasped her breast. Katie whimpered but didn't protest so I moved it under her sweater. She had on a bra so I pushed my fingers underneath and lifted, freeing one soft orb to my hand. I could almost see the soft white flesh and pretty pink nipple as I kneaded it. My penis responded and began to pulse almost painfully in my pants. I pressed it against Katie. 

Suddenly, Katie pulled away. She was breathing heavy. "No... I can't."

I felt disappointed but said, "I'm sorry."

"Don't be," she answered and surprised me by reaching down to grasp my hard penis through my pants. "I'm just not ready for that."

I didn't know if she meant that we didn't know each other well enough or she was a virgin. She couldn't be a virgin, so I figured she needed time. I moaned and thrust my hips at her squeezing hand. As I watched, she reached for my zipper and pulled it down. Another moan escaped my lips as she deftly pulled my hard penis from the confines of my pants. 

"Nice," I heard her whisper as she began to move her hand up and down. 

I looked out in the pouring rain and saw Bo running and jumping like the crazy dog that he was. I turned back to Katie and pulled her lips to mine again. She melted into my arms and her body trembled. Her hand continued to move on my shaft.

"Katie," I gasped as her strokes grew faster. 

"It's okay," she whispered and squeezed her hand tighter and pumped her fist harder. 

"Oh Jesus," I moaned. My legs began to tremble and I felt my balls tighten.

"Go ahead, that's it," Katie whispered as I neared my peak.

Just as bolt of lightening streaked across the sky, I bellowed and thrust my hips at Katie's pumping hand. "Ohhhh!!! I moaned and like some horny teenager, my penis began to shoot cum across the porch. It flew across the deck and hit the screen, splattering through to the outside. 

From someone in the back of my brain I head Katie giggle. Her hand kept pumping me as the streaks of my cum matched the flashes of lightening in the sky. Finally, Katie squeezed the last drop from my wilting penis.

"I have to get going," she said as she let my penis drop from her hand. 

I tried to hide my embarrassment and said, "Are you sure you can't stay. I can throw some steaks on the grill."

"No, I really have to go but I'll take a rain-check," she said with a smile and a glance at the still pouring sky's. 

"Well, let me get you an umbrella." 

"Okay."

I put my penis discreetly back in my pants as I opened the door and found a large umbrella. "Here," I said handing her the umbrella.

"Thanks, I'll give it back tomorrow."

"No hurry, I have others."

Katie went up on her toes and gave me a quick kiss and then quickly turned and hurried down the steps into the storm.

I called Bo inside and watched as Katie disappeared around the side of the house. "It's been one hell of a day boy," I said to my very wet dog. His only reaction was to shake himself, splattering water all over me. I laughed and said, "I guess I deserved that." Before I went into the house, I glanced over and saw the rain washing my sperm from the screen. I shook my head and went inside. 

Chapter 2

I didn't see Katie or Abigail for the rest of the week. I did make a call to a friend who said he would check into Maria's boyfriend's green card. As I was packing up to leave the classroom, I saw that one of my students, Molly, was still sitting at her desk in the front of the room. Molly was a pretty girl with almost white blond hair and pale blue eyes. She was an average student who liked to wear loud clothes to get attention. Not to mention that she always sat in the front row wearing very short skirts. 

"What's wrong Molly?"

"Mr. Adams, I'm lost."

I started to be sarcastic and ask if she needed a map but I said, "It's only the end of the second week."

"I know but I'm not good in this philosophy stuff. All these Greek names and such. I'm afraid I'm not going to pass and my Dad will kill me."

"I think you are overreacting Molly." I saw her cross her legs, showing me that she wasn't wearing nylons because I could see just the hint of her panties under her smooth thigh. I felt a little tingle. 

"Maybe I am, but I don't want to get behind. Can you help me?" She batted her pretty eyes at me and turned a little to the side, revealing even more of her thighs. She saw my eyes.

I took a deep breath and sighed. I wasn't sure how to handle this. Was it appropriate for me to spend time with one student? I was reluctant to ask Abigail. She already warned me about fraternizing with students. "I don't know Molly. You should probably wait and see how things go."

"Pleaseeee!" she whined with a pretty pout on her face. "If you could just go to the library with me and show me how to do the research I would be very grateful." 

I'm a sucker, but I figured the library was safe enough. "All right."

"Oh thank you. When can we do it?"

I figured I would make it hard on her. "How about tonight at eleven p.m.?"

I figured that since it was Friday night she would be partying and wouldn't want to do it. I was wrong.

"Great. There will be less people there to disturb us."

I didn't like the sound of that and I was about to say that I had changed my mind when suddenly my cell phone rang.

"See you at 11," Molly said as she rushed out of the room.

"But..." Before I could say anything more, she was gone. "Hello," I said in an irritated tone.

"Do you always answer your telephone like that?"

It was Abigail. "No. I'm sorry."

"Having a bad day?"

"No, not really. Just a student problem."

"That's not unusual," she laughed. "I was wondering if you wanted to go to dinner Saturday night?"

I didn't have any plans but I didn't have any money either since I hadn't gotten paid yet. "Uh... I... don't know," I said reluctantly.

She understood my hesitance and said, "Don't worry, it's on me."

I felt my face turn red with embarrassment. I suddenly had a vision of being a "kept" man. Still, it was a free meal from the boss. "All right. Where do you want to go?"

"There's a five star restaurant at a new hotel in town and I've been wanting to try it. I'll pick you up at seven?"

At least I wouldn't have to pay for a taxi to take us to the city. "Okay. See you then."

"See you."

It was almost eleven p.m. when I walked into the library. I didn't expect Molly to show up. Maybe it was just wishful thinking. When I looked around I spotted her sitting at a table in the back. She waved to me and I walked past the counter, saying hello to the two female students that were handling the desk chores. 

"Hi Mr. Adams,"

"Hi Sondra," I said to one of the pretty co-eds. She was in my afternoon class.

"It's pretty late for you to be in the library isn't?"

"Yea, a special assignment," I laughed. "Not many people here on Friday night huh?"

"Only the losers," Sondra said, and then added quickly, "Excluding you Mr. Adams." A bright smile crossed her face. 

I'm not sure I was an exception. "Yea, right!" I laughed and made my way over to the table where Molly was sitting. She had a bunch of books placed on the chairs and the table. The one empty chair was next to her. As I sat down I glanced at her and saw that she was wearing a tiny micro-mini skirt and a v-neck top. My eyes naturally traveled to the exposed cleavage. Molly had a substantial chest. I know it sounds like I'm a "boob" man, but I'm really not. Not that I mind large breasts but I have never really had a preference. However, it seemed like all of the girls I met at school (including one older woman) had substantial chests. It must have been something in the water. 

"All right, where do you want to start?" I asked looking at the stacks of books.

"That's my problem; I don't know where to start," she said with a pretty pout.

"Well, I think you have almost every book in the library on philosophy. Let's pick out a couple first." I searched through the books and couldn't find any that I wanted. "Let's go and look for a couple." I went to the philosophy section with Molly following behind. I want one called "Philosopher's in Time," by Roger Joyce.

I was searching for the name when I saw Molly squat. I looked down and almost gasped. As she squatted, her leg's naturally opened. I could see that she wasn't wearing panties. It was obvious that she was a blond. Her pubic hair was almost white like the hair on her head. There was enough light that I could even see the inner lips of her vagina. When my eyes met hers I saw that she was watching me look between her legs. "Uh... uh... let's start with this one," I stuttered, quickly pulling a book from the shelf. It wasn't the one that I had been looking for but I wanted to get out of the deserted isle. 

When I returned to the table, I could feel sweat beading on my brow. I sat down and opened the book. Molly leaned close, her breast grazing my arm. I nervously cleared my throat and began to go though some of the material. 

Molly acted like she was listening but I think it was farce. As the evening wore on, I felt more and more pressure on my arm until her breast was practically flattened against my forearm. It was impossible for me to deny that she was coming on to me. However, just as I began to say something to discourage her, Molly boldly reached over and grabbed my thigh. I jumped, looked at her and then toward the counter. I saw that the two girls busy on their cell phones. "Molly," I said, trying to sound authoritative. Then, I reached down and grabbed her hand, taking it off my thigh. I felt my penis twitch. 

"Sorry," she said with her eyes twinkling mischievously. She began to twirl a blond curl in her finger. Then, she acted like she was listening again. A few minutes later, out of the blue, Molly turned to me and pushed her arms together on the sides of her breasts, forcing a substantial amount of flesh above her top and said, "Do you think my breasts are too big?"

I naturally looked. "Molly..." I said like a reprimand.

She could see that I was flustered and she reached over and grasped my thigh again, this time, inches from my crotch.

I sat frozen in my chair as her hand began to move. For whatever reason, fear or excitement, I was paralyzed as her fingers slowly moved the several inches until suddenly she was grasping my hard penis. I sucked in my breath and my eyes opened wide.

"I believe you are thinking about something other than philosophy," Molly whispered and squeezed my pulsing penis. "However, I could be wrong." She moved her hand on the bulge in my pants as if to see if it was real. "Let me see it."

"Molly, this is nuts," I gasped as she reached for my zipper.

"No, these are nuts," she giggled as she cupped by squirming testicles through my pants. With a rapid movement of her fingers she pulled my zipper down. She had obviously done this before. 

This is nuts! my mind screamed. Still I did nothing to stop her as she reached inside. "Oh God," I moaned.

"Mmmmm," Molly responded as her fingers circled my shaft. Then she abruptly pulled her hand out of my pants and said in a louder tone than necessary, "I think I saw the book we were looking for on a shelf in the back." With that the young girl grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the chair. My zipper was still down, as she led me through the tall rows of books again. 




Higher Education Ch. 03-04



Chapter Three : The First Talk

I don't remember the last time I spent so long taking a shower. Usually I'm in and out quickly, but then normally I am showering alone. Jake and I spent so much time in the shower that the skin on our feet was beginning to shrivel up by the time we were done. 

We didn't really do anything of a sexual nature while in the shower, but there was a lot of touching and caressing as we lathered each other up thoroughly. It felt really nice, and actually kind of natural to bath Jake, and have him bathing me. It really felt good when he shampooed my hair, while I was kneeling in the shower stall with my back to him as he lathered up my hair and gave me the best scalp massage I ever had. Not that I have had that many scalp massages.

We finished showering almost an hour later. We dried off and went back into the main part of our dorm room. Neither of us felt the need to get dressed, and we sat down on the sofa and clicked on the TV. We didn't really watch anything; it was more for having back ground noise during any of those occasional moments of awkward silence. 

"So can I ask you a personal question?" I asked Jake breaking our initial moment of silence.

"Ahh," He looked over to me. "I think after what we just did the past couple of hours there really couldn't be any personal questions that I wouldn't answer."

"Yeah I suppose so," I laughed. "Well I was just wondering about your body hair."

"Or lack there of?" Jake asked, interrupting me.

"Yeah, that," I said. "So do you like shave or use some hair removal cream or something?" I reached over and tickled the few short pubes he had just above his cock. "I mean do you do something to keep yourself like this?"

"Nope," Jake said, blushing a little bit. "That's all natural. "I have never had much hair. My older brother never had that much hair either. I think it's in my DNA to be almost hairless." He lifted his left leg and rubbed it down to his ankle and back up. "I've never even felt a hair growing on my legs."

"Really?" I asked inquisitively as I ran my hand up and down his leg. "I noticed earlier how smooth and silky your skin was; I just figured you used something to remove the hair."

"Nope all natural," he laughed then looked over to me. "Does it bother you that I don't have much hair?"

"No quite the contrary," I laughed. "When I first saw you naked earlier, I was like awed at how sexy you looked without any hair except for this little patch of shorties." I again reached over and tickled his small amount of pubes. "I'm glad you are this smooth and silky." I said as I rubbed his stomach and let my hand wander down his leg and back up to his hairless balls before running my finger through his pubes again, making my two fingers like a pair of scissors, I ran them through his pubes, they weren't even long enough to stick through my fingers. "I think you're damn sexy just the way you are." I blushed and turned away and whispered. "Oh my god."

"What?" Jake asked in a sensitive tone, leaning his head down to look up at me as I looked down and away.

"I just never," I shook my head and looked at the TV. "I never thought that about another guy, let alone said it."

"What, that I'm sexy?" Jake smiled at me with his big toothy smile.

"Yeah," I half whispered. "I feel foolish having said that."

"Well don't feel foolish," Jake whispered as he reached out and placed his hand on the side of my face and turned me to look at him. "I'm glad you find me sexy. I think you're damn sexy too, just in case you were wondering."

"Oh really?" I laughed. "I never had a guy say that to me either."

"Well I bet you've had girls tell you that you were sexy." He said as he traced a finger around my chest, circling my nipples and then down into my pubes.

"Yeah that I have," I laughed and watched as his fingers were running through my pubes. "So am I to hairy?"

"Well," He kind of laughed as he ran his hands back up across by belly and to my hairless chest. "Not here you're not," he said and then let his fingers run down to my legs and caressed my legs with his hand. "Nor down here. But," He continued as his hand reached by balls and he circled through the pubes around my cock. "You do have a bit of extra floss here." He laughed.

"Yeah it is a little bushy," I said looking down, watching his fingers run through my pubes. "Hey I have an idea."

"What?" Jake asked looking up from my crotch.

"How about as the first part of your punishment you give me a nice trim job down there."

"You'd trust me to do that?" He looked me in the eyes.

"Well, I trusted you enough to let you cum in my mouth and have me taste cum for the first time. And I trusted you enough to suck my cock until I came in your mouth, so yeah, I trust you.

We both laughed long and hard.

"Cool, I'd love to trim you up nice and neat, especially on your balls and down here," he said poking a finger between my legs and into my butt crack. "And maybe shorten these up a little bit." He added gently tugging at my pubes. "I floss enough; I don't need it when I suck."

"Okay," I said. "Do you want to do it now?"

"Sure, I'd love to," He said and then paused. "Hey wait a minute; you said 'first' part of my punishment. How many parts will there be of my punishment?"

"Well, we can discuss that if you want," I felt myself blushing, and Jake must have noticed my face heating up and turning red, for he interrupted me.

"Oh you're blushing just thinking about it," He laughed. "It must be something good. So come on, tell me, I have to know now."

"Well I was thinking," I paused again. "Well you know, I like really liked what happened tonight, and I was thinking, and you can say no if you want to, but..."

"Oh come on Toby, spit it out." We both laughed at the play of words.

"Well I was wondering if for your punishment you would be willing to be like my sex slave or something for this semester."

"For the entire semester?" He asked.

"Well only if you wanted to," I whispered. "I'd like to do this some more and like not just once or twice, and I thought that for your punishment, it could be an on going punishment sort of, you know, since if we do this again, you'd be getting some enjoyment out of it so that really wouldn't be a punishment for you now would it?"

"Oh I see where you're going," Jake smiled. "You want to do this again with me, and just so you know Toby, I really want to do this again with you. But when we do this it really wouldn't be punishing me for what I did with your fragrant underwear."

"Yeah, I mean you'd enjoy it too much, so that wouldn't be a punishment would it?"

"No I guess it wouldn't," He laughed. "So you want me to be like your sex slave for the semester? You want me to be ready to do whatever you ask me to do, wherever you ask me to do it even if it isn't totally sexual?"

"Yeah kind of, I guess." I looked at him and smiled, praying he'd agree to do it.

"Okay," he said, "But only if it's for the entire time we are together at school."

"The entire time at school?" I asked wondering if he had read the part in the flyer about roommates having first choice to remain roommates each year if they so choose. "Before I say yes to that, do you know about the roommate policy here?"

"You mean where we can dorm together every year if we so choose?"

"Yeah."

"Yup I know about that, and that's kind of what I meant. I know we just met, but I'd like to be your roommate as long as we both go to school here."

"And you'd be my sex slave every year?" I asked, feeling a twitch in my groin.

"Yes, if you want me to be, and we could continue it through like emails and web cam during breaks," he smiled and then looked down at my crotch. "I think we know his answer." He laughed as he reached down and rubbed my once again hard cock.

"Well I don't want to disagree with him." I said looking down at my cock, wrapped again my Jakes hand. "It's a deal then. Shake on it." I said extending my hand.

"No, kiss on it." Jake said as he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine and we embraced in a long kiss. "Now let's go get the first part of my punishment done." He stood up and grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bathroom. "I'm glad you're hard again, it will make it easier to shave down there."

We headed off to the bathroom for my first collegiate haircut, with Jake leading me by my hard cock.




Chapter Four : A Proper Haircut Opens a New Doorway

I stood in the center of the bathroom, legs slightly spread apart, Jake was stilling holding on to my hard cock with his left hand as he opened his cabinet above the sinks. He pulled out a small electric trimmer, a pair of scissors, a comb and a razor.

"Are you sure about this," He asked, smiling at me and gently stroking my hard cock. "It'll grow back anyway." He added as if to assure me.

"I know it will grow back," I laughed. "That just means you'll have to do barber duty every so often."

"Cool," he smiled and knelt in front of me. "Let's start with trimming back the bush here." He said as he ran the comb through my pubes, staring at the base of my cock and combing upward. After he had combed all of my pubes up, he ran the comb through them and stopped about a half of an inch from my skin and started cutting with the scissors.  I watched clumps of my pubes fall to the floor. Next he combed through the thin strip of hair that ran from my pubes up to my belly button.

"We'll want to save your cute treasure trail," he said as he looked up at me and smiled. "But I'll trim it up so it is really a cute little trail." He combed through the thin strip of hair and cut off about half the length of the hairs and then picked up the razor and ran some hot water into a bowl and dipped the razor into the water and shaved up the sides of my treasure trail on both sides until only about a quarter of an inch of short hair was left. He picked up the electric trimmer and trimmed straight across the top of my pubes and down the sides, squaring them off. Next I watched him shave all the hair from the base of my hard cock up about an inch so that there was a bald spot between my cock and the start of my pubes. He ran the electric trimmer over my balls, pulling then slightly to tighten the skin. He removed most of the hair from my balls this way and looked up and asked as he rubbed the front of my thighs.

"So how far down your legs should I go?"

"How far do you want to go?" I asked.

"About down to here." He answered drawing a line with his finger about three inches above my knee. "There isn't much hair there anyway." He said as he smiled up to me, as if to be begging please.

"Sure, go for it." I replied and rubbed his head.

Jake shaved the front of my legs and then had me turn around and using the trimmer shaved the back of my legs and up into the crack of my ass. He stood up and turned the water on in the tub.

"Hop in," He said. "I'll do the finishing work in here. It will be easier to keep you wet."

"Oh you're keeping me wet," I laughed as I pinched the tip of my cock with my thumb and forefinger and pinched out some pre cum. "Very wet." Jake grabbed my hand and licked my pre cum from my fingers.

"Hee-hee, you're so punny."

I stepped into the tub and knelt down and leaned back. Jake climbed in in front of me and splashed warm water over my legs and genitals and proceeded to use the razor to give by legs, balls and around my cock a close shave. When he was done, I was as smooth as silk. He turned me around and splashed water on my ass and began to use the razor to shave the hair from my ass crack. He carefully ran the razor around my asshole and up and down the insides of my butt cheeks. He splashed some more water on my ass and caressed my ass and legs.

"Oh so smooth." He commented.

"Just like you." I laughed as I turned my head to look back.

"Yup," he laughed. "Now your ass is kissable soft."

"Well then maybe you better kiss it." I told him.

Jake leaned in and I waited for him to kiss my butt cheek, but instead I felt his hands spread my butt cheeks and he placed his lips directly on my asshole and kissed it.

"Oh my god." I screamed and jerked forward and half turned around. "Dude?" I asked, surprised.

"I'm sorry," He blushed. "I didn't mean to freak you out or whatever."

"Did you just kiss my asshole?" I asked still surprised.

"Yeah," he said softly as he blushed even redder. "Sorry if I went to far."

"No, no it isn't that," I said as I sat down in the water and faced him. "I just wasn't expecting that. I never had anyone kiss my asshole before."

"How did it feel?" he asked with an inquisitive yet eager for a positive reply tone.

"Well I really don't know," I replied. "It took me by such surprise I didn't really stop to think about how it felt."

Jake sat there looking at me and then looked down and splashed water unto my crotch. He whispered softly.

"Would you like me to do it again to see how it feels?"

"Ah," I looked down at him; he looked so embarrassed. "Do you want to?" I asked trying to sound reassuring.

"Yeah, if you want me too." He looked up and half smiled at me.

I lifted myself up out of the water and turned around so my ass was facing him. I felt his hands caress my ass and then spread my butt cheeks. I tensed up a little in anticipation, and then I felt his lips on my asshole. He gave my asshole a slow tender kiss.

"How did that feel?" He asked.

"It felt pretty good actually."

"How about this?" He asked. I soon felt the wetness of his tongue as it circled around my asshole and then slid across it.



"Oh fuckin yeah!" I screamed out. "That fucking feels awesome Jake."

Jake continued to lick his tongue across my asshole as he reached between my legs and began to stroke my cock. I felt his wet tongue circle my ass and flick my asshole. But when he stuck his tongue into my asshole I freaked.

"Oh holy fucking Christ." I yelled. "Don't stop, god don't stop! This feels so fucking great." I screamed as his tongue licked and entered my asshole. "You're tongue feels awesome in my asshole Jake, yeah tongue my ass my little slave."

Jake buried his face in my ass and tongued my asshole with a passion like no other. I couldn't believe how sensitive and sensual my asshole was. I'd never had anyone so much as touch my asshole before, but now that Jake was tonguing it, I didn't want it to stop. But alas after a few minutes he sat down in the water and splashed water up in my ass.

"I take it by your reaction that you enjoyed that?" He asked.

"Oh god yes," I said as I turned and sat down in the tub facing him. "What made you think of doing that?"

"It just felt like the thing to do," Jake said splashing water on my crotch. "And honestly, that was the first time I ever did that."

"Wow, I feel privileged." I smiled and splashed his crotch with water.

"And well you should be," He laughed.



"This seems like a night for 'firsts' for both of us." I said as I reached out and gripped his shoulders and tried to turn him around.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Well," I paused. "I don't want you to be left out of that great feeling."

"Really," he said excitedly, his eyes grew big and a huge smile formed on his face. "You want to do it to me?"

"I'm willing to try," I replied. "But I can't guarantee I'll like it, so don't expect it to last too long."

Jake quickly turned around and raised his small hairless ass into the air. I reached out and placed a hand on each side of his butt and looked down at his smooth wet ass. 

"You have a tiny ass," I laughed. "So cute and tiny."

"Is it kissable cute?" He laughed.

I leaned in and kissed his butt cheek. I stuck my tongue out and licked his ass. I spread his tiny smooth cheeks apart and slowly licked the crack of his ass down to his hole. I paused and then closed my eyes and kissed his asshole. He squealed out in delight. I stuck out my tongue and let it slid across his asshole. He squirmed and squealed again. I circled my tongue around his asshole and then pushed my tongue against his hole. He was squirming so hard I needed to forcibly hold him in place. I licked and stuck my tongue in his asshole for about two minutes; until my tongue became tired and Jake was barely able to breath from his excitement.

"Oh god," Jake moaned when I stopped. "It's good you stopped or I might have passed out from the pure pleasure of feeling that."

"Was that the first time anyone did that to your asshole?" I asked.

"Yes, yes it was," He replied. "But now I wish I would have been having that done a long time ago." We both laughed.

"So did you like doing it?" Jake asked.

"Yeah sort of," I said. "I mean I didn't mind doing it, and it wasn't gross or anything, as long as you didn't fart." We both laughed again.

All of a sudden Jake got this real serious look on his face and stared right into my eyes. I was kind of freaking out inside by the way he was looking at me.

"Toby?"

"Yes Jake."

"I know we just met today," He began as he stared right into my eyes and placed his hands on my shoulders. "But I really like you, and I was wondering, did you really mean what we agreed to earlier, about being roommates every year?"

"Yeah Jake," I said looking him in the eyes. "I really meant it. And I know what you mean by just meeting but feeling something. I mean I'm not gay, and my girlfriend will be coming to visit at times while I'm here at college, but there is something, I don't know how to say it, there's just something about you that enthralls me."

"I was hoping you'd say that." Jake stood up and held out his hand. "Come with me." He said as he stepped out of the tub. I stepped out too and we dried off and he grabbed a couple of towels and led me into the living area of our dorm room. 

"I want to offer you something I never offered anyone else before," Jake said nervously, but with a wide smile. He walked over to his dresser and came back with something in his closed hand. "I really want you to be the one for this, but if you don't want to I'll understand."

"Just what is it you want to give me?" I asked looking down at his hand. He leaned in close and whispered in my ear.

"I want you to be the first guy to fuck me."

   I was speechless. I stood there frozen for a minute just looking at him. I thought maybe I heard him wrong, but then knew I hadn't. 

"Are you sure?" I asked. "I've never done that before, not even with my girlfriend. I'm not sure if I could even do that."

"Will you try," He whispered and blinked his eyes at me. "I would really like to give you my ass cherry."

When he said that I laughed. He laughed.

"Ass cherry," I laughed again. "That sounds funny."

"Yeah I know," He smiled. "And I know it seems quick, but I just feel like you're the one I should offer it too. That is if you want to."

"To fuck you in that cute little ass?" I asked. I stood there thinking about it for a few seconds. "I would be honored. But how do we do this?"

"Well," he began as he opened his hand to reveal a condom and a small tube of lube. "You just put this on and lube your cock and I'll lube my hole and we just take it from there."

"So you want me to pop your ass cherry then?" I smiled. "How do you know you'll like it?"

"Well I have used a dildo and other objects on myself before and that always feels good so I was thinking a real cock that was really fucking my asshole would feel better."

"So do you like bend over and I just shove it in there?" I asked as I took the condom from his hand.

"Well that's one way I guess," Jake laughed. "But I'd like to see you as you do it; give it more meaning I guess."

"So how do we position ourselves?" I asked feeling a little stupid.

"Well I thought I would lie over the arm of the sofa and you'd hold my legs up and try it that way and see how it goes."




Higher Education Ch. 03-04



"Okay," I said inquisitively as I opened the condom package. "I do like that cute ass of yours, and it tasted pretty good too."

"So now you can feel what it's like to fuck this cute little ass." Jake said as he turned and showed his ass to me.

I slid the condom down over my hard cock and took the lube from Jake and squirted some on the top of my cock and rubbed it all around my cock.

"Do you want to lube me up or should I?" Jake asked.

"I'd love to." I said as I knelt down and he bent over and spread his legs. I squirted some lube on his asshole and rubbed it in a circle on his hole. I slowly slid a finger into his asshole, sliding it in and out. I then slid a second finger inside him and began to finger fuck his asshole. "How's that feel?"

  "Awesome," Jake said and then turned around, making my fingers slide out of his hole. He lay down on his back and lifted his legs and held unto his calves and pulled his legs apart. "Squirt a little more lube on me and then try it with your cock."

I squeezed out a little more lube directly on his asshole and wiped my hand on the towel on the back of the sofa. I gripped his ankles and held his legs up and out. I stepped forward and placed the tip of my hard cock tight against his asshole.

"Do I do it slowly or just shove it all in at once?" I asked, having never penetrated anyone's asshole before. 

"Start out slowly," Jake said as he sighed when he felt the tip of my cock press against his asshole. "I'll let you know as we go."

I let go of Jakes left leg and gripped the base of my hard cock with my right hand. Jake reached up and held his leg, pulling it down to his chest and out to the side. I held unto his right leg in my left hand and looked down at him as he looked up at me and smiled. He took a deep breath and exhale. I pushed my hard cock slowly into his asshole until just the head of my cock was inside him.

"Stop, stop for a second." Jake sighed.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"A little, but it feels good too." Jake replied. "Okay, do a little more."

I slowly pushed my cock a little farther into his asshole. Jake's breathing became shallow and quick. He began to moan softly. I pulled back a little until just the head of my cock was inside him, and then pushed back in a little. Jake's eyes rolled back into his head and he was panting.

"All of it Toby, give me all of your cock." He yelled out. "Oh god, fuck me Toby, fuck my ass."

In one swift motion I shoved my hard cock fully into Jakes asshole and held it for a few seconds before I started fucking him. His ass was so tight and the grip his anus muscles had on my cock was tremendous.

"Oh fuck Jake," I yelled out. "Your ass is so fucking tight and hot." I was thrusting my hard cock in and out of Jakes asshole. He would open his eyes and smile at me for a few seconds before his eyes would roll back into his head and he would moan and gasp for breath.

"Fuck me Toby," Jake screamed out. "Fuck me hard. Oh god your cock feels great inside me."

I thrust myself deep into Jakes asshole. I wrapped my arms around his legs and held him tight against me. With my right hand I reached down and began to stroke his throbbing cock. As soon as I touched his cock he began to cum. I stroked his cock and fucked his ass. I thrust myself fully into him and felt myself cumming. Jake must have sensed my impending orgasm for he tightened his anus muscles and they gripped my cock and pulsated, literally his asshole was milking my hard cock to climax. I emptied my load deep within him. I was sweating and my sweat was dripping down unto Jakes chest. His hair was matted with his own sweat and he was panting and moaning 'Oh God' over and over again. Our eyes finally met again a few seconds after we had both cum. I stood there, my cock still in his asshole, gripping his legs and holding his ass tight against me. I looked down at his cum covered chest and belly. I slide my cock out about halfway and slowly pushed it back in, Jake leaned his head back and moaned loudly. I did that a couple of more times before pulling my now softening cock from his asshole. When I did, his whole body shuddered. I gently let his legs go and leaned down and kissed him fully on the lips and then proceeded to lick his cum from his chest and belly before sucking his cock into my mouth and sucking the last of his cum from his cock. I looked up at him, he reached up and pulled my head to his and licked my lips and I lay on top of him, our nakedness touching as we kissed long and hard.

Jake pushed me up, and I stood at the end of the sofa, he slid around and sat on the sofa and reached out and pulled the cum filled condom from my still semi hard cock. When he did, he sucked my cock into his mouth and licked it clean before turning the condom inside out and sucking my cum from within it. I lifted him up and embraced him and softly but firmly held his ass in my hands.

"That," I whispered into Jakes ear. "Was by far, the best orgasm I have ever experienced. Thank you Jake, thank you for allowing me this honor." I looked down over his shoulder as I caressed his ass. "God I love your ass." I leaned my head back and then leaned in and kissed him. "And the rest of you too."

"Thanks Toby," Jake whispered. "And I love your cock," He said as he rubbed my softening cock. "And of course the rest of you." He added as he rubbed his hands all over my body.

"Well I guess its shower time again." I laughed.

"Yeah, we worked up quite a sweat didn't we?" Jake laughed as we walked to the bathroom, with my right hand rubbing his tight, tiny, hairless ass that I had just fucked.



Higher Education Ch. 03



I recommend reading Chapters One and Two before reading this. Thank you ZB for editing this story.

Drew sat on the couch in the sun room, mindlessly flipping channels. Nothing seemed of interest to him, not even predictions about the upcoming football season. The large clock on the wall had only moved ten minutes in what seemed like hours. He had to get up, go do something, anything to get Kaitlyn off his mind. What was it about her that had him so bent out of shape? Figuring that he still had a few hours before the girls got up, he decided some laps in the pool would help clear his mind. He turned off the TV and went to his room to change. 

He emerged a few minutes later clad in blue board shorts, a towel draped over his muscular shoulders. The door to Alexis' room unexpectedly opened. Kaitlyn emerged; her blonde hair was pulled up and looped in a ponytail, the tie of her bikini peeked over the collar of an oversized t-shirt.  

"Good morning. Didn't expect y'all to be up this early," Drew greeted.

Kaitlyn shifted uncomfortably, "Lexi's going to sleep in but I thought I'd try and get a little sun. She thought everyone would be out running errands." 

"I don't mind the company. Wait a second and I'll grab you a towel and sunscreen," he offered. Drew couldn't believe his luck; he had her all to himself. He grabbed the items from the hall closet and followed her down the stairs. As they approached the patio doors he hurried in front so he could hold the door open.

"You don't have to open the door for me just because I'm a girl," Kaitlyn snapped.

"I'm not holding it open for you because you're a girl; I'm holding it for you because I'm a gentleman." Drew retorted, unsure why his gesture had been rebuffed.

Kaitlyn spread her towel over the chaise before turning back to him. "You are no gentleman."

"I beg your pardon."

Kaitlyn eyed him seriously. "Drew, I'm tired of all the games guys play. Honesty will get you a lot farther with me than opening doors."

"I'm not playing games." 

"Oh please, Lexi told me you caught her coming in last night," Kaitlyn angrily responded. "I know what you told her." 

The intensity coming from such a small woman startled Drew. But, given what he'd heard about her he shouldn't have expected anything less. Rather than argue he decided to let her cool off. He needed to do the same, but jumped in the pool carefully to make sure he didn't splash her. 

Drew swam hard for several laps and when he stopped to catch his breath he glanced over toward Kaitlyn, half expecting her to be gone. He found her lying on her stomach, and was disappointed she wasn't wearing the bikini he wanted to see. He approached cautiously and spread his towel on the chaise next to her. 

He watched her for a few moments before trying to break the ice. "Looks like you missed a place. Do you want me to help?" 

Kaitlyn tilted her head up to look at him. "Excuse me?"

"I can tell where you couldn't reach with the sunscreen. You're pretty fair, I don't want you to burn," Drew answered quietly.

Seeing the sincerity in his face, Kaitlyn relaxed. "I'd appreciate that."

Drew sat down on the edge of her chaise and squeezed the sunscreen into his palms. He rubbed them together to warm the lotion before applying it. 

She noticed the gesture. "That's really sweet of you. How can you be so sweet and yet such an ass all rolled into one?"

"Kaitlyn, I have no intention of telling Mama or Daddy that Lexi snuck out last night."

"Then why'd you tell Lexi that?"

He continued rubbing the lotion on her back, covering areas she had already gotten. Remembering her earlier words he decided honesty was the best policy.  "Because I wanted a shot with you. Lexi tells Mama just about everything so you'd be surprised how much I know about you. I know you've sworn off wealthy frat boys and I figured I'd get lumped into that category and never have a chance."

"You don't know anything about me." Kaitlyn challenged.

Drew decided to tell her what impressed him most. "Daddy told me what happened that first month of school, when you and Lexi weren't getting along and he was working with housing to get her moved. She went out drinking with some of her new friends; they all went home with guys and left her. When she called you, you went and got her. That says a lot about you."

His response caught her off guard, she'd expected flattery. "It's not like I had a choice."

"A buddy of mine from high school got a soccer scholarship and went to college out of state. He'd been out drinking and wrapped his truck around a light pole. We found out later he called a couple of guys to see if they'd come get him, but they didn't."


Kaitlyn leaned in and hugged his waist. "Drew, I'm so sorry."

"So can we start over?" Drew asked as he put his arms around her shoulders and pulled her close. "I'm not a manipulative jackass and somewhere in there is a woman I would love to know."

Kaitlyn pulled back and looked into his eyes. "Truce."

"In that case I think you should know you missed a lot of places," Drew teased trying to lighten the mood.

"Really, and you plan on being a gentleman and taking care of that?" Kaitlyn asked sarcastically.

"Of course, but I think I need to untie this so I don't miss anything."

She considered playing along, but decided it would be more fun in the end if she made him wait. "Don't push it," she warned.

Drew warmed more sunscreen in his hands and leisurely rubbed her lower back. He lightly trailed his fingertips along her sides and when she didn't object he moved to her legs. He started at mid thigh and slowly worked his way up, letting his fingers glide under her boy shorts.  

Kaitlyn let out a sigh, wishing he'd pull them off and fuck her right there on the chaise. 

Drew massaged down her smooth legs, imagining how they'd feel wrapped around his waist. As he touched the bottom of her foot her leg twitched violently, startling him from his daydream.

"Someone's ticklish," he laughed. "Is that the only place?"

"It's the only one you're going to find today."

Drew smiled at the last word.  "Will you put some sunscreen on my shoulders?" he asked as he plopped down on his chaise.

Kaitlyn picked up the bottle of sunscreen and squeezed it onto his shoulders.

"Oh shit, that's cold!" Drew yelped and lifted his head to find Kaitlyn giving him a mischievous smile.

"I thought we needed to cool things down a little," she teased as she quickly rubbed it in and returned to her chaise. After staying up late, the warm sun and lull from the pump motor put Kaitlyn to sleep.

Alexis emerged from her room just before noon and spotted Kaitlyn outside. As she approached, Drew sat up and put his finger to his lips for her to be quiet. "We need to talk," he whispered as he led Alexis over to the patio table. "Why'd you tell Kaitlyn?"

"Drew I'm sorry. She came here to have some no strings attached fun. When I started talking you up and trying to convince her to spend time with you she knew something was going on."

"Come on Lexi, I wouldn't really tell on you."

Alexis looked at him skeptically. "Why are you being so nice?"

"Because we'll probably be seeing a lot more of each other," he sheepishly replied.  

"What do you mean?" she asked confused, and then understood the implication. "No!" Alexis yelled.

The scream awoke Kaitlyn. She rolled over and saw Drew and Alexis talking and decided to interrupt them from any more scheming. Before she made it to the table Alexis rushed past.

"This is so unfair. I thought you were planning to go to law school at Tulane. Daddy did this didn't he?" Alexis hissed as she stormed into the house and slammed the door.

"Do you want to tell me what that was about?" Kaitlyn asked as she sat down beside Drew.

"Lexi isn't real happy she's about to be on the same campus as her brother."

Kaitlyn patted him on the leg. "I'll go talk to her." 

He watched as she left. Although not terribly revealing, the bikini was cute.

The thought of seeing Drew around campus excited Kaitlyn, and she found it difficult to pay attention to Alexis' tantrum.  She was relieved when Alexis finally decided it was time to get ready for the rehearsal dinner. Alexis chose a simple black, strapless dress. Kaitlyn's dress was chocolate brown silk with a cream sash tied at the waist to accent her petite figure. Alexis' bathroom was crowded and Kaitlyn decided to finish getting ready elsewhere.

Drew answered the knock at his door dressed only in a towel, his dark curls still wet and disheveled. Kaitlyn inhaled slowly, intrigued by the way his muscles narrowed toward his groin, hidden just below the loosely wrapped towel. "Your sister's hogging the bathroom. Can I curl my hair in here?"

"Of course" Drew offered as he looked down the hall at the empty guest bath. She was acting nonchalant but she was definitely interested, he thought to himself. "You look stunning."

"Thanks." 

"Any chance I could get you to sit by me tonight, dance to a few songs?"

"Maybe."

"An old girlfriend is one of the bridesmaids and I'd love to drive her crazy," he admitted.

"In that case I'm all yours," she answered seductively. There was something about him, something that made her want to let down her guard.

Once Kaitlyn finished curling her hair she found Alexis and they went downstairs. "Where's Drew?" Kaitlyn finally asked, surprised he hadn't joined them in the study.

Alexis' father appeared in the doorway. "He's bringing my new toy around. I'm letting Drew borrow her for the night," Mr. Brantley responded with a twinkle in his eyes.

Drew came in moments later. "You ready to go?" he asked Kaitlyn.

"We aren't riding with everyone else?" she asked.

"It wouldn't look like a date to Mallory if we rode with them," he reasoned as he led her to the driveway. 

His father's metallic black BMW Z4 Roadster sat in the drive. "Oh wow, this is nice," Kaitlyn gasped as he helped her into the car. 

They drove in a comfortable silence for a few minutes. "I should probably tell you a little about Mallory so you know what you're getting yourself into. We dated for two years and broke up about six months ago, but she's still hell bent on getting back together."

"Why'd you break up?" Kaitlyn wondered. "I'm sorry. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

"No it's okay. I wasn't messing around if that's what you're worried about. To be honest, we broke up because outside of the bedroom, I couldn't stand to be with her. I was afraid if things kept going I'd end up married to her." 

Kaitlyn closed her hand over his, moving with him as he shifted gears.

"Just so you know she's going to be pissed that I'm showing up with a date tonight. She and Mary Ashley are good friends so this could get ugly. Just promise me one thing?" Drew pleaded as they pulled into the church parking lot. 

"What's that?"

"Stay near me. As long as you're there she won't try anything, but if she gets me alone... Speaking of the devil, that's her in the green dress."

"Oh, she's really pretty."

"So are you," Drew quickly answered and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. Drew helped Kaitlyn from the car and sensed her nervousness. "Just hold your chin up baby; you've got things going for you she never will."

Kaitlyn raised her eyebrows and looked at him. "Baby?" 

"Well, we want her to think we're dating. Let's say two months and I'm moving out there so I can be with you."

"Taking things awfully fast aren't we?" Kaitlyn joked, trying to hold back a laugh.

Drew looked at her seriously, "It was love at first sight." He took her hand and led her past Mallory and into the church. 

As expected Mallory was furious and drug Mary Ashley off into the bathroom crying. When the rehearsal was over, Mallory left and didn't make an appearance at the country club for dinner. Even though the threat of his ex had passed, Kaitlyn stayed close.


They returned home around midnight and Drew walked her up the stairs to Alexis' room. "I had a really good time tonight. The best I've had in a long time," he nervously whispered.

"Me too, even though you're not my type," Kaitlyn teased as she opened the door, trying to avoid a good night kiss. The room was empty.

Drew laughed. "Since Lexi isn't home do you want to go for a swim?"

"Don't you have a bachelor party to go to?"

"Mary Ashley wouldn't let Scott have one."

"You're kidding right?" 

"Nope. So does that mean you'd let your groom have a party? With strippers?" he curiously asked.

"I wouldn't deny him one last night of fun. No sex, but I wouldn't begrudge him one last blowjob from another woman," she answered truthfully.

He pulled Kaitlyn to his chest and hugged her tightly. "Very interesting. You seem so cynical about love but you still picture yourself getting married."

"Were you a psych major?" she asked sarcastically.

"No, but I'm glad you aren't going to let a few bad apples spoil the whole barrel." He kissed the top of her head and turned to leave.

"Do you really intend to leave me in this big bed all alone?"

He laced his fingers through hers. "I know you're not ready for anything serious, and if we had sex I couldn't act like it didn't mean anything to me." Without waiting for a reaction Drew released her hand and walked to his room, at the door he paused. "Sweet dreams."

Kaitlyn awoke to the sun streaming in the windows. Alexis was asleep beside her, but she hadn't heard her come home. It was only eight, a little too early to sunbathe but she got ready and put on her bikini. She knew this was the one Drew wanted to see, it was solid black and skimpy. The small triangle style top tied behind her neck and across her back and the sexy bottoms tied at each hip. 

She slipped out and made her way down the hall. As she approached Drew's room, she could hear the television and decided to knock.

"Come in." 

"What time are you going swimming?" Kaitlyn asked innocently as she opened the door.

"Um, ah" he faltered for words. 

"Can I come in?"

"Yeah. Sorry, I was expecting it to be Mama or Daddy at the door."

"What are you watching?" Kaitlyn asked as she climbed into the bed beside him so she could see the television. 

Drew took in a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

"Something wrong?"

"Just trying to pretend four tiny bows aren't all that's keeping you from being naked."



Higher Education Ch. 03



I followed like I had no control over my movements. In fact, at that moment, I didn't. I was thinking with my penis.

When we reached the end of a row Molly stopped and turned to me. Without missing a beat she knelt at my feet and reached for my open zipper again.

"Molly, this is crazy, there are two girls at the desk," I hissed with panic in my voice. I knew that there were other people in the library but I was more concerned with the girls at the front desk for some reason.

"Don't worry, they're friends," she whispered as her hand went inside my pants, then added, "They will keep a look out for me. I've done the same for them."

It was obvious that this was a conspiracy and that Molly had planned it all. I had fallen for it. I was such a sucker! 

"Oh my," Molly gasped as she wrapped her hand around my penis again.

I moaned in spite of my fear.

"Very nice Mr. Adams," Molly smiled as she pulled my tool from my pants and held it inches from her face. She looked up at me with an almost innocent look. 

I was too shocked to speak. I swallowed hard and looked back at the pretty, blue-eyed coed. 

"I really need a passing grade in philosophy Mr. Adams." She pulled my penis downward and blew warm air on the pulsing head. 

Suddenly I wanted to grab her head and force my penis down her throat. Instead I pushed my hips out at her. However, she pulled back.

"I'm only looking for a guaranteed "C."

Hell, it was only one student and she would have probably gotten a C anyway. I debated for about three seconds before I shook my head up and down. And, just like that I had compromised my principles. Obviously my principles hadn't been that strong in the first place. 

Molly smiled brightly and opened her mouth to take me inside. 

I moaned quietly as I watched the pretty teenager's lips wrap around the head of my penis. She began to suck. I reached for her soft hair and guided her mouth on my pulsing tool. She swirled her tongue on the head and jerked the shaft like an expert. I could hear her moaning deep in her throat. 

After a few sucks, Molly pulled away and held my penis up. She stuck out her tongue and began to lick it like a lollipop. "Molly... lolli," I thought. I was sure that I would never forget her name now. 

I watched the young girl lick and then suck me until I couldn't take anymore. The risky nature of the encounter was bringing me to a peak much sooner than normal. However, maybe I just wanted to get it over with. Either way, I could feel the sperm churning in my balls and I knew that my release was close. When my hips began to move faster, Molly pulled away.

She looked up at me and said, "Do you want to cum in my mouth or on my tits."

I opened my mouth but nothing came out. I had never had a girl ask me that before. In fact, I had never cum on a girl's breasts before. 

When I didn't answer Molly said, "No matter, we can do both." With that she put her mouth back on me and reached down to pull her top up, freeing her breasts. 

Then I watched as she pulled my dripping penis from her mouth and knelt up on her knees. She was smiling as she wrapped her soft breasts around my shaft until only the head was visible. Then she began to move her breasts up and down, taking my penis into her mouth each time it appeared from between the soft orbs. "Oh Jesus," I moaned as my excitement grew. "Molly, Molly," I gasped in warning. She moaned again and moved faster. 

"Oh Godddddd!!!" I groaned as quietly as possible. Suddenly, I felt my juice rushing up the shaft. Two quick spurts of sperm entered her mouth before she abruptly pulled the squirting head out. The next squirt hit her in the face, bringing a squeal of delight from her lips. The next several arched upward, landing on her breasts before streaming between the valley and around my still thrusting penis. 

Soon my shaft was coated with sperm and the valley between her breasts was a sticky mess. When Molly finally let go of my penis, I staggered back against the bookshelf. I watched as she casually got up and pulled her top over her cum smeared breasts. My cum was running down her cheek. 

"I think I need a Kleenex."

"Oh..." I said when I realized she wanted me to go get it. I pushed my penis back into my pants, zipped up and hurried back to the desk. I found a Kleenex in her bag and glanced at the girls at the front desk. Neither seemed to be paying attention to me. I picked up a couple of books like I was returning them to the shelf and headed back to Molly. 

Molly wiped her face and dabbed at some of my juice on her chest. When she was sufficiently cleaned up, we went back out to retrieved the books and put them back. Then we straightened up the table and replaced the chairs. Neither one of us spoke. I didn't know what to say anyway. 

Molly suggested that she leave first and I agreed. I watched as she stopped at the counter and said something to her two friends. I saw them turn quickly and look at me. I felt a cold chill run down my spine. 

A few minutes later I walked past the desk and said good night to the girls. Sondra smiled and said, "Thanks for coming Mr. Adams." Both girls giggled. 

Did she emphasize the word "coming," I wondered? Then, I called myself every synonym for stupid that I could think of as I headed home.

Chapter 3

By the following day, I had concluded that I was going to be fired. Fortunately, I have never been one to dwell on the negative; if it was going to happen, it was going to happen. That attitude helped get me through many dangerous times while on difficult missions in South America. The thought of losing a job was nothing compared to the fear of losing one's life. Even if I did get fired, at least Bo would still love me-provided that I kept feeding him... even a dog has principles. 

I was dressed and ready for dinner early that evening. By the time I heard Abigail's horn outside, I was feeling pretty excited and more than a little nervous about the evening. I wasn't sure what she had in mind after dinner but I was feeling randy again so anything was possible. 

I had on my best blue blazer, a tie, Dockers pants and loafers. Abigail was waiting in her big Mercedes as I came around the house. I saw her smiling at me as I hurried over to get in on the passenger side of the expensive car. I was pretty sure she didn't but an $80,000 car with the money she made as a dean. 

"Hi Dean... uh... Abigail," I said as I got in. I saw that she was wearing a shiny green evening gown that was cut very low in the front, without shoulder straps, and it was short on her thighs. In fact, it was so short that most of her thighs were exposed. While I could see almost to her crotch, I couldn't tell if she was wearing panties or not. She also had on large jade and diamond earrings with a matching necklace and bracelet. I suddenly felt underdressed. 

"Hi," she responded as she lifted the center armrest and patted the seat next to her. 

I scooted over, feeling a little uncomfortable sitting that close. I got that same feeling of being a kept man again. However, it wasn't so bad sitting in an eighty thousand-dollar car next to a gorgeous woman-kept or not.

"Are you ready for a nice dinner and then maybe drinks at my place?"

I was pretty sure it would be more than drinks. "Maybe," I answered with a smile in my voice. Then I added, "But maybe I have other ideas about what we do after dinner."

She looked at me curiously and said, "Like what?" 

I could see expectation and lust in her eyes. "We'll see," I said. I didn't know what I was talking about but I can be pretty good when it comes to improvising.

We passed a couple of cars and Abigail waved at people. I asked, "Aren't you afraid of being seen going out with someone that works for you?"

"No."

"You could get fired."

Abigail laughed loudly. "I don't think anyone is going to fire me at this school. Well, maybe if I fucked the chancellor in the middle of the stadium during a football game," she said and then added "Actually, that's not a bad idea." She laughed again and said, "No, he's too old and can't fuck anymore."

I didn't know what to say so I said, "Okay."

She could see that I was curious. "My grandfather started this university and I am by far the biggest contributor. I got the position of 'Dean' because of my money."

I must have looked surprised because she added, "You're naive Jim. Everything is about money... but not just at this University. It's like that everywhere. As far as my position goes, I do pretty much what I want and the University looks the other way."

"Does that include things like we did in your office?" I had to ask.

"Yes," she stated flatly. "If the truth was known, I'm not the only one. If any of that leaked to the press... well, the scandal would make national headlines." She laughed again. It was apparent that she really didn't care. Then she abruptly changed the subject and asked, "Tell me, how did you know that when you brought Katie into the office that she wouldn't run out screaming and report us?"

I couldn't tell her that I seen her coming out of her house while I was leaving Maria's so I said, "I just had a hunch from some of your comments and hers."

"I see." However, she didn't really sound convinced.

I added quickly, "You didn't seem to mind her seeing you in... in a compromising position."

She was quiet for a minute and then said, "As you know Jim, I am a highly sexual person."

That's an understatement, I thought.

"Katie is a sweet kid that I have helped out. She is grateful...if you know what I mean."

I think that there was a message meant for me in that statement. "I appreciate what you have done for me Abigail. I really do." Then I changed the subject away from me quickly. "So are you two lovers then?" I said, acting dumb.

"Yes," she answered without hesitation. Then quickly added, "But she's a virgin."

"A virgin!" I almost screamed. "At 26. I can't believe that! There aren't any 26 year old virgins left in the world... are there?"

Abigail laughed. "It's true. Believe me I have wanted to use my dildo on her but she won't let me."

I shook my head in disbelief... not just because of Katie being a virgin but that we were having this conversation.

"Hey, maybe you could seduce her for me. Then I could fuck her with my giant dildo." Abigail laughed loudly again.

"Are you serious?" I asked incredulously.

Her voice got serious when she said, "Maybe." The she reached over and grabbed my crotch and added, "But not until I'm finished with this." 

My penis began to harden immediately, in spite of the fact that it sounded like she was going to use me for a while and then throw me away.

"Hmmm," she said as her hand rubbed up and down.

I figured that two could play at this game and placed my hand on her bare thigh. It was soft, warm and freshly shaven. She groaned as I slid my hand under her dress until I came to her crotch. She had panties on. I used my finger to gently trace a path up and down the crease of her vagina. I felt Abigail tremble and her legs opened wider. I smiled and rubbed a little harder.

Abigail forgot my penis and gasped, "You're going to make me crash."

"What a way to go," I answered and began to insinuate my finger under the leg band. "This thing has airbags doesn't it?" I added rhetorically. A second later my fingers found her flesh. I could feel that her lips were already wet. I searched for her hole and began to slip my finger inside.

"Jesus Jim," she gasped and snapped her thighs together, trapping my hand.

I wasn't done with her yet. I leaned close and whispered, "So, how did you like having my cock in your ass?"

She groaned.

"I know that I loved it. You have the tightest asshole that I've ever been inside of." I didn't tell her that she was my first and only ass... so technically I wasn't lying. Unable to move my hand, I wiggled my fingers in her soft flesh.

"Jim, please," she begged, keeping my hand imprisoned between her thighs as she tried to negotiate traffic.

I moved my fingers up and down her swollen lips before saying, "All right, if you insist." I pulled my hand from between her thighs and held my finger up to the light. It was dripping with her juice. I stuck the finger into my mouth and sucked it clean. "Mmmmm... you taste good." 

"Oh Jesus," Abigail said and I could see the swells of her breasts moving up and down in excitement. 

I continued the dirty talk for the next half-hour until we got to the restaurant. By that time Abigail was practically climbing the walls.

We pulled up in front of a relative new Hyatt Hotel. It was a 26-story hotel with an observation deck as the 27th floor. The hotel had two large glass elevators on the outside. The Valet smiled and I thought that he was going to wink at me as he took my keys. I returned the smile and took Abigail's arm. We walked arm in arm into the hotel and entered the elevator with a crowd of people. We stood close as the elevator ascended. "Look," I said, "You can see the steeple of the university." 

"It's beautiful," Abigail said as she leaned closer to me, her soft breast pressing on my arm.

I took her hand discreetly and leaned close so that the other riders couldn't hear and said, "You're beautiful too."

Abigail smiled and squeezed my hand.

The door to the elevator opened and we were standing in the foyer of a large restaurant. Waiters were scurrying around and the room was bustling with people talking and eating. Three walls of the restaurant were floor to ceiling windows. 

The hostess led us over to a small table overlooking the city. The table had a white tablecloth with candles and fresh cut flowers in the center. It was very romantic.

A young waiter came over to take our drink order. 

"Paulo," I said in surprise.

"Mr. Adams," he responded with a smile.

"Call me Jim please. I didn't realize you worked here," I said. Then I turned and said, "Abigail VanBuren, this is Paulo Sanchez."

"Pleased to meet you," Abigail said.

"VanBuren?" Paulo said curiously.

Uh oh, I thought. 

"Are you Dean VanBuren?" he asked.

"Yes, how did you know?"

"Maria Cortez is a friend of mine."

"Really," Abigail said.

"Yes, we are both from Colombia."

"Uh... Paulo, can we get a quick drink?" I said, trying to stop this conversation.

"Certainly."

Paulo took our drink order and left.

The second Paul left, Abigail asked, "How do you know Paulo?"

I had to think fast because I didn't want her to know that I had gone out with Maria. Somehow I didn't think she would approve. "Uh... I asked Maria for a nice Hispanic restaurant and she sent me to the place where Paulo works. He treated me really nice."


"I see," Abigail said but she didn't look like she believed me.

I reached over the table and grabbed her hand. "Did I say how beautiful you look tonight?"

"Yes," she answered with a skeptical look but then she smiled. 

Apparently, she decided to let it go for now. I almost sighed in relief.

Suddenly I felt Abigail's foot touch my pants leg. She had slipped off her high heel and began to run her toe up my leg. 

"Now, where were we," I said. "Oh yes, I was telling you how great it was to fuck you over your desk." I could see Abigail's eyes beginning to show lust again. She was pretty easy sexually but I knew that I had better not underestimate her. "Are your panties still wet?"

"Yes," she gushed and added, "And getting wetter."

"Let me see."

She looked at me like she didn't understand.

"Let me see how wet your panties are. Take them off and give them to me." I knew that there was a risk in taking charge, but I was pretty sure that she liked to be dominated sometimes. Some people in powerful positions get tired of being in charge all the time. I was gambling that Abigail was one of those.

Abigail started to get up.

At first I thought that maybe she was pissed and was going to leave. One look at her face told me otherwise.

"No... take them off here."

"Jim, I can't do that," she hissed in a strong whisper but sat back down. I could see that her breathing was already heavier. 

I sat back and folder my arms impatiently and stared at her.

Abigail stared back at me for what seemed to be a long, long time. I waited. It was a battle of wills. 

Finally, she blinked and looked around the room nervously. Fortunately there was a long tablecloth, which covered most of her lap.

With one last look around, Abigail moved closer to the table and slipped her hands down. I saw her struggling a bit but then she brought her hand up holding a pair of jade green panties. I held my hand out and she discretely placed them into my open palm. I could feel my heart beating hard as the warm material caressed my hand. Then I opened the panties. "You weren't lying were you?" I said when I saw that the crotch was soaked. I brought them to my nose and took a deep breath. "Sweet."

I think I saw Abigail actually blush. Her face was definitely red. I put her panties into my blazer pocket. 

Then we were interrupted as Paulo brought us drinks and took our order. We ordered Maine lobster and a bottle of expensive wine. As we waited for the meal, I continued to talk dirty to her and her foot kept moving on my leg... one time reaching to the crotch of my pants. 

When dinner arrived, we stopped our activity to eat. The meal was wonderful but I couldn't enjoy it as much as I normally would due to my state of excitement. After dinner and before desert, I excused myself and went to find Paulo. 

I caught him rushing back to the kitchen. "Hi Paulo," I said.

He stopped and turned to me with a broad smile. The he shook his hand like he had burned it and said in Spanish, "Very hot!"

"Si!" I returned. Then asked also in Spanish, "What time does the observation deck close?"

"Ten p.m."

"Damn," I said and thought for a minute. Then I smiled and looked around. I whispered, still speaking in Spanish so hopefully no one would understand me, "Listen, is there anyway that you can get the emergency key to the elevator."

He paused and then said, "I think so." But he looked at me like he didn't understand.

"The lady and I would like a little privacy... with a view. Do you know what I mean?"

A wide smile crossed his face. "Si," Paulo smiled in understanding. "I can get it."

I tried to hand him a twenty but he refused and said, "Maria told me that you are going to get Juan's green card back."

Word travels fast. "I'm going to try but I can't promise." I didn't want him to get false hopes. 

"That's good enough for me. I'll have it before desert is over."

"Thanks man." I held out my hand with the palm up.

"No problem," Paulo said and slapped my hand.

As I turned around to go back to the table, I stopped and called back to Paulo, "Hey Paulo... here."

I tossed him Abigail's panties.

He smiled when he saw what was in his hand. Then he brought the panties to his nose. Men are all alike no matter where they come from. Paulo put the panties into his pocket and rushed off to the kitchen.

When Abigail and I got onto the elevator it was after eleven p.m. I reached over and pushed the key into the emergency switch and hit the "up" button. I saw a surprised look on Abigail's face but she didn't say anything. The elevator when to the observation deck and I turned the key again, stopping it. Then I turned off the lights inside the elevator. On one side we could see the entire city. Behind us were the closed elevator doors, covered by large mirrors. It was almost like we were floating in the air. 

I turned to Abigail and brought her into my arms and our lips met. Both of us moaned as our tongues began to work into each other's mouth. My hands slipped down her bare back until I found the zipper on the back of her dress.





Higher Education Ch. 03



"What are you doing," Abigail whispered excitedly as I began to slowly lower the zipper.

"You fucked me when you were dressed and I was naked and now I'm going to return the favor."

"Jim, we can't do that here!" she gasped in shock. I saw fear and excitement in her eyes, yet she didn't pull away from me.

I slowly slipped her top down until it was at her waist and her breasts were bared. Then I abruptly turned her around until she was facing out the window. I moved close behind her and grasped her breasts.

"Oh God," Abigail moaned as I kneaded her breasts while we looked out at the millions of lights.

I leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Don't worry, nobody can see inside unless they have a night vision scope."

I'm sure she had no idea what a "night vision scope" was. However, she seemed to relax and leaned back into me as I kneaded her soft flesh. I took both nipples in my fingers and squeezed them hard. I could feel little ripples of pleasure go through her as the slight pain quickly converted to pleasure. I bent my head and kissed her neck, working slowly up to her ear. "I'm going to fuck you until you scream so loud the entire city will hear."

"Ohhhh!!!" Abigail moaned and pushed her breast out to my squeezing fingers. 

Keeping one breast in my hand, I reached down and pushed her dress down her hips. Abigail gasped as it fell in a heap at her ankles. I could feel her entire body trembling in excitement. My hand slipped down her soft ass to the crease. I reached underneath from behind and pressed my hand between her legs. It was my turn to gasp when I felt her sopping vagina. "God you're wet."

Abigail moaned and spread her legs.

I rubbed my fingers back and forth across the swollen inner lips. Her honey was literally dripping through my fingers and to the elevator floor. I searched and found her pulsing hole and pushed two fingers inside.

"Oh Jesus," Abigail groaned as she rose up on her toes. 

As I began to move my fingers in and out, I added a third finger. Suddenly, her hips began to move back and forth frantically. Gradually I increased the speed until I was holding her up with one arm around her waist and literally "fucking" her with my hand. The squishing sound echoed around the elevator, as my hand became a blur. Her juice splattered on her thighs. 

"Ohhhhhh Jesusssss!!!" Abigail moaned and began to convulse in my arms. Her legs trembled and her knees buckled. 

Abigail isn't a large woman so I had no trouble holding her up as her body convulsed in climax. When her trembling slowed, I turned her around and held her to my chest, her breathing ragged and uneven. Without waiting for her to recover fully, I pushed her back until her buttocks touched the cold brass of the handrail. I lifted her slightly, sitting her on the narrow rail. I worked to open my zipper and bring out my almost painfully throbbing penis. 

Abigail looked up at me with lust-crazed eyes. "Oh God yes, fuck me!" she gasped and wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. She didn't seem to care anymore that she was in a public place, totally naked.

With one quick movement, I buried my penis in her very accommodating hole. Abigail screamed in pleasure as her sweet flesh caressed my penis like a glove. I was too excited to be gentle and began to pound into her. I lowered my head and sucked her lips into my mouth, stifling a mutual moan of pleasure. Her legs squeezed me in a vise. I was pretty sure that my pants were going to be soaked in front but I was too excited to care at the moment. 

I think Abigail began to climax the moment I entered her. I could feel contractions deep in her hole, squeezing me and working me to a peak far too quickly. I had been worked up from the moment we got into the car so I knew that I wasn't going to last very long. 

"Oh God... I'm going to cum," I moaned.

"Yes, yes, yes," she responded and increased the bucking of her hips. 

A second later I moaned and began to climax. I pushed into her as deeply as I could go and then released my seed. The pulsing seemed to go on for an extra long time. It might have been the situation, but whatever the reason, I kept shooting until my juice overflowed and began to run out of her stuffed hole.

Finally, when my penis stopped squirting and began to soften, I collapsed onto her, pressing her back to the window. I kissed her lips one last time. When I stepped back, my penis pulled from her hole, releasing a torrent of my sperm. 

"Jesus," Abigail gasped. When she looked down she sighed and said, "I'm a mess and I don't have any panties." 

I think that was a hint to give her panties back.

"Gee, I think I lost them somewhere. Actually, I believe I saw Paulo with them." I looked at her, trying to hold back my smile.

Abigail's eyes opened in shock, but then she smiled. 

I told you she was a kinky lady. 

"Don't worry, I have a solution." With that I lifted her legs again and went to my knees.

"Oh God," Abigail groaned as my mouth went between her legs. 

By the time I led Abigail off the elevator, her body was like Jello. We both looked a mess; her hair was a disaster and her makeup smeared; my pants and jacket were wrinkled and there was a damp spot on my crotch... not to mention that my face was crusty with our combined juices. The Valet must have thought that we were on a drunken binge. 

I just smiled at his strange look. 

Abigail let me drive home. As I did, she leaned into me and fell asleep. Just as I was parking in front of her house, my cell phone rang. It was my friend at INS. I wasn't surprised that he was calling so late. These people work strange hours because they are dealing with time zones all over the world. He said that he had checked into Maria's boyfriend's situation and had discovered that he had been deported by mistake. There was a mix up with someone with the same name. In fact, the mistake was already in the process of being corrected before I had called. He said that they would expedite the return of Juan's green card. I disguised the conversation because I thought it was better if Abigail didn't know. I talked in monotone, however I was very excited by the news. 

It had been a wonderful evening.



Higher Education Ch. 04



Part IV

Chapter 1

It was barely light outside when I slipped my arm from around Abigail and crawled out of her bed. I dressed quietly, wrote a note to her and left it on the nightstand. I thanked Abigail for a delightful evening and said I would see her on Monday. As I left the house I decided to slip around to the back to see if Maria was up yet. She was an early riser so I thought I would take a chance. The truth was that I couldn't wait to tell her the good news about her boyfriend. 

I saw that there was a light on so I tapped lightly on the door. A minute later, the door opened and I saw Maria peek her head from the opening. Her hair was damp and she looked like she had just taken a shower. "Good morning," I whispered.  "I'm sorry to disturb you but I have some good news and I couldn't wait to tell you."

"Hi Jim," she said and smiled but looked a little nervous. She was wearing a white terry-cloth robe that she held closed at her chest. 

I was a little surprised when she didn't open the door for me to come inside. Then I looked behind her and saw a pretty young girl standing in the doorway of the bedroom. She was dark skinned like Maria but smaller. It appeared that she had a bed sheet wrapped around her. I said, "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know that you had a guest." I think I saw Maria blush.

"Sorry Jim," Maria said. She opened the door a little wider and turned her head toward the young girl and said, "This is a friend of mine, Juanita.  She is visiting America."

"Hi," I said and waived my hand at her. She responded with a shy wave.

"Juanita doesn't speak much English. She is staying with some friends in Roxbury but spent last night with me."

It appeared as though they had slept together since she was standing in the doorway to Maria's bedroom and seemed to be naked under the sheet. I tried not to look surprised, but I was, just a little. However, I knew from growing up with sisters that girls often sleep together platonically and think nothing of it. It's an entirely different story for guys. 

Suddenly, I realized that no one was speaking and that I was staring. I regained my composure and said, "Listen, I can come back later."

"No... uh... please come in." She opened the door wider and said, "I was just going to fix breakfast. Would you like to join us?"

I hesitated for a second and then stepped inside. "Uh... no thanks. Maria, I just wanted to tell you that Juan should be coming back to the U.S. soon. His green card is going to be returned."

For a second, Maria looked at me like she didn't understand. Then the cobwebs began to clear and suddenly her face lit up. "Oh my God," she screamed and leaped into my arms. I stumbled backward and fell over the arm of the sofa with Maria on top of me, nearly throwing both of us to the floor. She began kissing my face and squirming in unbridled excitement. I could feel the warmth of her naked body under her robe and, although I had been very satisfied last night, I felt myself getting excited. By the time her lips found mine I was hard. Then I suddenly remembered that we had an audience. I pushed Maria off of me and sat up, trying to regain my composure.

Maria turned to Juanita and told her in excited Spanish what had happened. The young girl's face broke into a bright smile and she put her hand over her mouth to stifle a scream.  

Maria turned back to me and hugged me again. "What happened... how... when...?" she gushed in excitement. Then she curled up next to me with her legs under her, waiting for the story. 

"Well, it appears that it was all a big mistake. Juan's name got confused with a less desirable person that is in this country illegally. The INS is still looking for him. But Maria, the truth is that I didn't do much."

"No, no, no, I know you did it," Maria said and began to kiss and hug me again.

If she wanted to believe that I had done it, then who was I to dissuade her. Forgetting about our audience, I turned the sexy woman until she was lying in my arms. 

"Kiss me," she said as she stared up at me.

I brought my lips down to hers and moaned as I felt her tongue immediately enter my mouth. Then, to my total surprise she reached for my hand and brought it to her covered breast. As I continued to kiss her, my hand slipped inside her robe and grasped one soft and warm mound of flesh. We both moaned as our kisses turned very passionate. 

I pulled away briefly and looked up. I saw Juanita watching us with excitement on her face. My hand was still on Maria's breast, under her robe, as I cleared my throat. Maria opened her eyes and turned to look at her friend. Then, to my surprise, she sat up and slipped her robe from her shoulders, baring both breasts. Without a word she went back into my arms, pulled my head down and almost forced a hard nipple into my mouth. I moaned again and began to suck. 

Maria began to squirm with excitement and I could feel her hips moving on the sofa. Boldly I reached my hand down and slipped it between her thighs. If she didn't care that her friend was watching I wasn't going to worry about it either. I felt her tremble and then she opened her legs allowing my hand free access to her already wet sex. My finger searched through her fat lips until I found her pulsing hole. I pushed my finger inside her warm tunnel. Suddenly, the room was electrified with our passion. I sucked first one breast and then the other as my finger began to move in and out. 

"Oh yes, don't stop," Maria moaned as she gasped for breath and moved her hips in rhythm with my finger movement. 

I had no intention of stopping. However, just as I was moving my mouth to her other nipple I felt something. I pulled my head back and saw Juanita standing at my knees, totally naked. I must have gasped because Maria opened her eyes. I looked from one woman to the other. I couldn't read either expression and for a moment I was worried that I was going to be in the middle of a fight. I had the sudden urge to run. Then I saw the corners of Maria's lips turn up in an almost imperceptible smile. She pulled my head back down to her now heaving breast. As I began to suck her nipple again I felt Juanita push my legs apart and go to her knees. Maria sat up and let Juanita have room. My heart was pounding in my chest as I looked down and saw the big brown eyes of Maria's friend staring back at me. I groaned when she reached for the zipper of my pants. Maria pulled my head back to her breast to cut off any protest. A second later I felt my belt buckle being opened. Maria leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Lift up."

I continued to suck her nipple as I lifted my hips and let Juanita pull my pants to my ankles. As usual I wasn't wearing underwear. 

I heard a gasp and then I heard Juanita say "Beautiful." The cool room air on my naked lower half forced a tremor of excitement through me. A second later I felt a warm hand wrap around my throbbing penis. At that point, I wrenched my head from Maria's grasp. What I saw almost made me climax; Juanita was on her knees between my legs, her face just inches from my exposed groin. She was staring at my throbbing penis with her dark brown eyes wide open. A shudder went through my legs as I watched her stick out her tongue and begin to lick my balls. Then I moaned and spread my legs wider, throwing my head back in submission. Suddenly I felt the young girl's mouth on my penis. I gasped and lifted my hips. I closed my eyes in fear that the incredible sight would have me climaxing in her face. If I hadn't had sex with Abigail so recently I probably would have climaxed.

Maria slipped her hand down and joined Juanita's as she turned back to me and pressed her warm and wet mouth to mine. I moaned almost helplessly as both women brought me incredible pleasure. In my wildest dreams I never imagined I would actually be having sex with two women at the same time. My hips began to move up and down as both women worked on me. Juanita would suck the head of my penis as Maria pumped the shaft.

"Juanita is a good... how you say... 'Cock sucker'," Maria whispered and laughed. "You'd never believe that she's a virgin."

I was so far gone that Maria's words barely registered. However, she was quite right about her friend being a good "Cock sucker." Her mouth felt like a vacuum cleaner. She would suck the head then lick down the shaft to my balls and back again. Then she would use her tongue to make little butterfly flicks just under the head. I felt her hand cupping my testicles while Maria continued to squeeze my penis. 

I was moving rapidly toward a climax when Maria said something to Juanita that I couldn't quite hear. I watched as Maria moved slightly away from me and relaxed back onto the sofa. Then, to my total amazement, Juanita slipped from between my legs and knelt between Maria's. I hadn't thought that I could get anymore excited than I already was. I was wrong.

Juanita began to kiss slowly up Maria's soft thighs. Her tongue came out and left a wet trail as she moved closer and closer to the older woman's vagina. Then Maria moaned something in Spanish that I couldn't understand and almost violently pulled the girl's head until her mouth was buried in her wet flesh.

"Oh yes little darling, eat me!" Maria gasped in her native language. I understood that. Her hips began to move up and down as she directed the young girl's mouth. It was apparent that this wasn't the first time they had done this.

My excitement was greater than anything I had ever felt before or maybe since. I stared in fascination as the two women lost themselves in mutual pleasure. I could see that Juanita's face was getting very wet, attesting to Maria's excitement. I knew what that felt like. But Juanita didn't seem to mind and her mouth began to work more frantically. The sounds of her sucking mouth echoed around the room. It appeared that Maria was getting very close to a climax. However, before that could happen she pushed Juanita gently away. I could see a surprised look on the girl's face.

I sat in stunned silence, still unable to believe what was happening, as Maria turned to me. "Fuck me," she gasped. Then without asking she pushed me back and threw her leg across my waist, straddling my middle. A second later her large chest was pressed against me and she was searching for my penis with her hand. Juanita found it first. I could feel her mouth cover the head one last time before she fitted my penis to Maria's more than ready hole. When the head touched the hole, Maria hissed in pleasure and with one quick movement took me to the hilt. All three of us moaned.

Maria began to move slowly up and down as her mouth devoured mine. Soon we were rutting like two dogs in heat; my penis slipping in and out of her pulsing hole, making a sloppy sucking sound as her hips moved up and down in a rapid jerking fashion. Just when I thought the pleasure couldn't get any better, I felt Juanita moving closer to where our bodies were connected. I gasped as she began to lick my balls again. Her tongue started there and quickly moved upward until it was sliding up and down on the exposed section of my now very wet penis. 

"Oh Jesus Maria," I gasped as the combination of Juanita's tongue and the tightness of Maria's vagina brought me close to my peak.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Maria screamed and her body began to convulse as she bounced up and down in abandon now. 

"Ohhhhh!" I moaned as my balls tightened and suddenly I began to shoot my cream into her grasping hole. 

Juanita struggled to keep her face at our joined groins as the two of us shuddered in climax. Maria clenching hole and Juanita's searching tongue made my climax last for what seemed like a long, long time. My testicles felt like they were shrivel to nothing as the sperm left them and filled Maria's willing hole. 

A few seconds later Maria collapsed on top of me, her breathing ragged like mine. Her head was buried in my neck and I could feel her hot breath on my skin. When she could finally speak again, she whispered "Thank you."

"I should be thanking you," I answered breathlessly.

"No, I mean for getting Juan's card back."

I started to again say that I hadn't really done anything but it didn't seem necessary. Instead I whispered, "You're more than welcome." 

Maria slowly lifted up and I felt my rapidly shrinking penis slip out of her. She flopped down on the sofa beside me. When we looked down, we saw Juanita still on her knees between my legs with a wide smile on her face. I had briefly forgotten about her in the heat of our climax.

Maria startled me when she said, "Mr. Adams is all messy Juanita. Be a good girl and clean him up."

With that Juanita moved back toward my groin and began to lick away our combined juices. I stared in amazement as she used her tongue to clean me like a cat licking milk from a bowl. I felt tingling in my groin again. However, after the two episodes of sex in less than eight hours, there was no way I was getting hard. 

When the pretty dark haired girl was done with me she sat back with a shy smile and licked her wet lips. I saw Maria smile at her and then she slowly opened her legs. Without hesitation Juanita moved between them. I watched as she began to kiss up Maria's soft thighs again. Maria leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes. Her hands slipped down and grasped Juanita's hair. She directed her face toward her saturated groin and moaned contentedly as her familiar lips touched her swollen vagina. 

Within seconds both women were so absorbed that it was as if I was no longer in the room. I watched for a few minutes until I began to feel like a "third wheel." I said, "I guess I had better get going before Abigail wakes up."

Maria's eyes opened and she looked over at me and said, "Would you like to stay for breakfast?" Maria face was glowing with lust again and her legs were now over Juanita's shoulders, her thighs squeezing her cheeks tightly. All that I could see of Juanita face was her forehead and her eyebrows. 

"I'd love to but I really have to get back to Bo. Can I take a rain check?"

"Anytime," she sighed with a dreamy look on her face.

I got up, put my pants on and walked to the door. As I stepped outside, I took one last look back and saw Maria pulling Juanita up and their lips going together. I shook my head in amazement.

Chapter 2

I walked around my house in a fog for the rest of the day. The events of the last 24 hours were muddling my thoughts. I thought of Abigail, Maria and Juanita. I couldn't believe that I had had sex with three beautiful women in one day. I was starting to think that this couldn't be real or that I had died and gone to heaven. 

The ringing telephone brought me out of my haze for a moment. It was Katie.

"Hi Katie."

"Hi," she said brightly. "I was thinking that I don't really have anything to do tomorrow and was wondering if you wanted to go on a little picnic... I know a wonderful place not far from here... its beautiful and so peaceful." She said the words in a rush, nervously.

I hesitated for a second. I am embarrassed to admit that I thought about her being a virgin and that there might not be sex involved. 

Before I could respond Katie said, "I'm sorry, I guess you have plans."

"Uh no... no I don't... I'd love to go on a picnic," I responded quickly. 

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I'm just a little fogy this early in the morning. Do you mind if I bring Bo?"

"Of course, that's why I'm inviting you," she said with a smile in her voice and then added, "I love Bo but I figured that you wouldn't let him go without you."

We both laughed.

"I'll prepare everything and even pick you up. How about 11 A.M.?"

I could hear excitement in her voice and I smiled at her enthusiasm. "Great. I'll bring the wine. See you tomorrow."

It took me the rest of the day to finally get the cobwebs from my mind. When I did, I began to think of Katie. She was a sweet and beautiful girl and the kind that I could easily get hung up on. However, it wasn't a good time for a monogamous relationship for me. I obviously still had some wild oats to sow. 



I was ready and waiting outside with Bo when Katie pulled up on Sunday morning. I was relieved to see that she was driving an old station wagon because I was worried about Bo trashing her car. The wagon didn't look like it could be trashed anymore than it already was. 

Katie got out of the car and opened the back and I let Bo jump in. She was wearing a pair of tan safari shorts that fit her buttocks like a second skin and flared at the leg openings. On top she was wearing a yellow, long sleeved shirt that was tied in a knot at her stomach. The sleeves were rolled up and there were several buttons open in the front. I could see her orange sized breasts bouncing freely as she walked. The dark outlines of her nipples were clearly visible under the thin material. 

I had on a pair of cargo shorts, sandals and a tight v-neck T-shirt.

It was a beautiful and warm "Indian summer" day as we headed out of town toward the mountains. 

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"There is a little lake in the mountains north of here. There shouldn't be anyone there this time of year." Katie looked at me with a wide grin.

I wasn't sure what the grin meant but there was a sparkle in her eyes.

It took a little over an hour to reach the lake. We turned off the main road and Katie followed a pine tree lined dirt road until we came to a clearing overlooking a large lake. 

"Wow," I said as we jumped out of the car and stood with Katie on a hill overlooking the lake below. There was a well-worn path down the hill to a small sandy beach. "Bo's going to love this," I said. I went around and let him out of the back. We took the picnic basket and a blanket and walked down the hill. Bo suddenly took off toward the lake. He loves the water and he was already in by the time we got to the bottom of the hill. We spread the blanket out and sat down.

"Look at Bo!" Katie laughed.

He was swimming around chasing geese. They would take flight for a few seconds and land a few yards away from the furiously swimming dog. They seemed to find him more of a nuisance than a threat.

"He'll never catch them but that doesn't stop him from trying," I laughed. Then I leaned back on my elbow, propped my head on my hand and looked at the pretty girl sitting next to me. "This is nice. Thanks for inviting me."

"You're welcome," Katie answered as she leaned back on both elbows. The action served to stretch her blouse over her breasts, outlining the curves and the dark nipples. She was staring out at the lake and apparently didn't see me looking. "I used to come here all the time," she said almost in a sigh. "It's so peaceful and quite. It's a great place to think. Especially when life seems to be moving too fast."

I realized that this was a special place for Katie and I suddenly felt honored that she had invited me. I was still staring at her beautiful profile when she turned and smiled at me. 

"What?" she asked.

"You're beautiful." 

She blushed and changed the subject, asking, "Are you hungry?"

"I could eat."

We took the food out of the basket and set it up on the blanket. Katie had prepared ham sandwiches, homemade potato salad, macaroni salad, and fudge brownies. She also took out the only thing I had contributed-the bottle of wine.

"You went to a lot of trouble. I feel like such a mooch," I said as she opened the salads and prepared the plates. 

"Nonsense. I love to cook."

"Beautiful and a cook too! Quite a powerful combination." Suddenly I realized how chauvinistic that sounded. 

However, Katie smiled and didn't seem to take offense. 

The salads were delicious. I hadn't thought I was hungry but I finished everything and asked for more. A while later, most of the food was gone and the wine bottle was empty. We were lying on the blanket looking up at the bright sun in a wine-induced haze when suddenly a torrent of water cascaded over us. Both of us screamed and jumped up. Bo was shaking his body violent to throw water off his coat.




Higher Education Ch. 04



Thank you ZB for editing this story.

Kaitlyn settled in beside Drew to watch the sports predictions; their playful debate over who deserved to be ranked #1 in the preseason polls was interrupted by Drew's cell phone. Kaitlyn tried not to listen in on his call but from his expression it was obvious something was wrong.

As he talked, Drew went to his closet and slipped on a shirt and shorts. "I'm going to have to take a rain check on our morning swim."

"Is everything okay?" Kaitlyn asked.

"Scott's got cold feet and wants to call off the wedding."

Kaitlyn looked at him in disbelief. "How are you going to convince him to go through with it when you think he's making a mistake?"

"I'll figure that out on the ride over," Drew answered as he kissed her cheek. "Be back as soon as I can," he promised as he left. 

Kaitlyn looked around Drew's room. Unlike Alexis' room which was cluttered with photos and memorabilia, Drew's lacked personal touches. Then the computer caught her attention. His inbox was displayed and the last message was from Mallory. As she walked toward the monitor she knew she shouldn't, but couldn't help herself. As soon as Kaitlyn read it, she wished she hadn't. She no longer felt like snooping and went back to Alexis' room. 

Drew returned to the house later that afternoon expecting Kaitlyn and Alexis to be getting ready for the wedding, instead he found Kaitlyn floating on a raft in the pool.

"Hey, you'd better get ready. We're leaving in an hour." Drew yelled out the back door.

"I'm not going," Kaitlyn answered.

Drew stepped outside and walked to the edge of the pool. "I really want you to come with me."

"If I do, Mallory's going to throw a fit just like last night. It's not fair to Mary Ashley."

Drew sat down, slipped off his shoes and dangled his feet into the water. "I don't think her day can get much worse. Scott had already called her before I got there. I don't know if he's just nervous about the commitment or if it's because he's not sure she's the one. But Mallory drove Mary Ashley over and I guess they worked it out." 

Kaitlyn could tell Drew was upset and slowly maneuvered the raft to the side of the pool. "You okay?" she asked as she patted his foot.

"Yeah."

"Have anything to do with Mallory?"

He hesitated. "I got an email from her this morning, same old stuff. I had to make it clear that we're not getting back together but I don't really want to talk about it, okay?

"You look like you could use a hug, but I'd get you all wet." 

Drew gave her a mischievous grin; he was planning on taking a shower anyway. He lunged forward and landed on top of her, the raft shifted and flipped them both into the water. 

"Damn you," Kaitlyn sputtered as she surfaced.

"I want my hug," Drew insisted as he pulled her toward him.

It was hard to stay mad at him, especially since he'd been honest about Mallory. "You did the right thing, at least now she can move on."

"So can I," Drew whispered as he cupped her face in his hands and leaned forward to kiss her.

Kaitlyn panicked and pulled away, saved by the sound of the patio door opening. Mr. Brantley stepped outside. "Drew, your Mama and I are leaving in a few minutes. Scott's pretty nervous and we thought he'd feel better if we were there with him. Alexis says she's going to ride with you." 

"Yes sir, we'll be on time," he answered as he climbed from the pool and went inside to get ready for the wedding. 

Kaitlyn soon followed, deciding to check on Alexis. She found her standing in front of her bathroom mirror looking at her reflection in disdain.

"Have you ever seen anything this ugly?" she whined. 

Kaitlyn tried hard not to laugh. "At least you only have to wear it once" she offered.

Alexis wasn't amused. "And look at this," she complained as she held out a bright peach sun hat. "The paper's going to have a field day with this wedding." Alexis looked over at Kaitlyn hoping to find sympathy and realized she wasn't paying attention. "What have you been up to?" she questioned.

"Just relaxing in the pool," Kaitlyn answered truthfully. "And your brother tried to kiss me," she added with a smile.

Alexis frowned, no longer sure she approved of the match. "Kaitlyn, I love my brother and I know how charming he can be, but be careful," she warned.

"Careful of what?"

"He says he is, but I don't know if he's really over Mallory. I'd like to think he wouldn't use one of my friends to make her jealous, but I don't know." 

Drew knocked on the door. "Lexi, you ready?" he called. "We need to leave or we'll be late."

Across town, Scott waited at the altar of the crowded church as the bridesmaids solemnly walked down the aisle and took their places, mirroring the formation of the groomsmen. Finally the music cued and Mary Ashley's father escorted her down the candlelit aisle in a gown fit for a princess. They walked past smiling guests in pews decorated with colorful flowers and white satin ribbons, just as she'd always imagined. To most of the guests, the ceremony was the perfect fairytale ending. Only a handful knew the truth, that the groom swayed from Jack Daniels and the brides puffy eyes were from hours of sobbing.

The reception was held at the Country Club and no expense had been spared. In the elaborately decorated reception hall a band played softly as guests filed in and waiters scurried around ready to serve dinner. The beautiful backdrop did little to appease Alexis, she couldn't stand family and friends congratulating the "happy" couple and then wishing her and Drew equal happiness when they married. She stepped outside to get some fresh air, Drew soon followed.

"So I hear Daddy interrupted a little something in the pool," Alexis questioned.

Drew looked at her sheepishly. "After tonight, I might be able to forget all about you sneaking out to see Rob."

"Whatever you've got planned, I don't think it's a good idea. I think you should know about Adam." She led them to an out of the way table. "I know you think they broke up because she caught him cheating, and he was, but there's more to it."

"Okay," Drew answered, suddenly worried.

"A couple months after they started dating I started to notice some changes in Kaitlyn. First she quit going out with us and then she started dressing really conservative. Then when we'd go anywhere she started asking me to drive. I found out if she drove too many miles in a day she had to explain to Adam where she'd gone. He was really controlling." Alexis paused and looked over at Drew, knowing what she was about to say would infuriate him. "Then I started to notice bruises. She'd try and make up excuses but we all knew. It just became a cycle, he was always sorry afterwards and she'd forgive him. But then after a week or so he'd do it again." 

Drew ground his fist against his palm, trying to control his anger. 

"I don't want to see either of you get hurt. I think it's going to take her awhile to get over him." 

Drew shook his head in disbelief. "What am I supposed to do? Tell her I just want to be friends?"

"It'd be best," Alexis answered quietly. 

~*~*~*~*~

Kaitlyn sat in the living room, flipping through some of the text books she'd just bought. The two weeks since their return from Charleston had passed slowly as she nervously awaited Drew's arrival. She needed to know if he'd intentionally avoided her their last few days together, or just been busy getting ready for the move.

The door to the apartment flew open and Alexis stormed in, she didn't even bother to shut the door. She threw her purse on the table and dug around until she pulled out her cell phone. She angrily dialed the numbers and waited for an answer. Kaitlyn listened to Alexis, trying to figure out what was wrong. 

"What do you think you're doing? Don't play dumb with me, of all the apartment complexes in town you choose mine? Stop laughing. I just pulled in and saw Daddy's car, is he here? No! What apartment are you in? Don't fuck with me, which one are you in?" she snapped the phone closed and stormed across the room.

Kaitlyn bit her lower lip, trying hard not to smile because she knew it would only upset Alexis. 

"I drove by and spotted Daddy's new car in the parking lot; Drew just moved into C3."

"Really?" Kaitlyn asked, trying not to sound too excited. "I might go by and say hello."

"You know I don't think it's a good idea," Alexis warned.

Kaitlyn hurried across the parking lot to building C and knocked on Drew's door. The doors lacked peepholes and Drew opened the door very slowly, expecting Alexis. When he saw Kaitlyn he swung the door open. "I swear I didn't know. I tried a few other places first but they didn't have any two bedrooms available."

"You really didn't know?"

"Honestly, I had no idea."

"I doubt you've been to the grocery store so I came by to see if you were hungry. We could go out or you could come over for dinner."

"Eating out sounds good."

From tone in his voice she knew he wasn't talking about food, but with the way they'd parted she wasn't ready to play along. "There's a fabulous Italian restaurant that just opened. Or how about Mexican? I could show you the best margaritas in town." 

Drew grabbed his keys and led her to the car. "Mexican it is."

Several hours later Drew helped Kaitlyn into her apartment. Alexis was on the couch talking to Rob but hung up when she saw Kaitlyn swaying and stumbling. "Oh my God, you got her drunk!" Alexis shrieked.

Drew shrugged his shoulders. "She had a good time."

"Be nice Lexi," Kaitlyn slurred, "your brother took good care of me." 

"I don't believe this; she never gets this drunk. You're going to have to help me get her to bed."

Drew carried Kaitlyn into her room as she giggled and protested. "Hold still and let me take off your shoes," Drew demanded as he tried to unbuckle her sandals. 

"That tickles," Kaitlyn giggled as she fumbled with her clothing. "I can't get the buttons. Will you help?"

Drew reached for the two buttons at her waist and she raised her shirt slightly so he could see them better. "When'd you do that?" 

She looked down at her stomach. "Oh, Rebecca and I did it the day I got back to town. You like it?"

He slowly slid her shorts down her hips, letting his thumbs graze along her bare skin. "Yeah, I think belly button rings are sexy."

Alexis cleared her throat beside him. "She can get if from here."

"I need help getting my contacts out."

"You're going to have to do that yourself," Alexis scolded, unused to their role reversal. 

Drew watched as Kaitlyn stumbled to the bathroom, her shirt did little to hide the lacy red panties she wore. 

"Your first night here and you take her out? You agreed to back off," Alexis confronted.

"First of all, dinner was her idea. And she's all I've thought about these past couple weeks.

"If you really cared, you'd give her some space."

Drew angrily walked to the door. "Is this really about Kaitlyn, because I can handle whatever issues she's dealing with. Or do you have a problem with me dating one of your friends?" He slammed the door without waiting for her response.

Kaitlyn saw very little of Drew after that night. At first she thought he was probably busy getting settled but as the days passed she ran out of excuses for why he hadn't stopped by. She finally decided he and Mallory must have reconciled, just as Alexis had predicted. 

Late one Thursday night Kaitlyn came home from work and hurried to her room to change clothes. "There's a big fraternity party tonight. I'm going with Rebecca and Lori, you want to come with us?" Kaitlyn yelled down the hall.

"No. My computer's acting up and I've got a paper due tomorrow."

"Don't lie to me; you're waiting around for Rob to call." Kaitlyn called out as she dug around in the drawer looking for her red thong, it wasn't there. She thought that was odd but decided she'd wear one of the black ones. They weren't there either. As she looked more, she realized several other pairs were gone.

"Hey Lexi, has anyone been in my room?" Kaitlyn shouted.

"No why?" Alexis asked stepping into the hall.

"Some things are missing from my room."

"Oh," Alexis gasped "I'm so sorry, I borrowed them and forgot to put them back."

Kaitlyn laughed out loud, knowing they weren't talking about the same thing. Alexis returned from her room and held out a pair of earrings. Kaitlyn shook her head. "No, I'm missing some panties."

"Panties?" Alexis asked surprised. "Did you leave them somewhere?" She thought for a moment. "Who'd you spend the night with last week? Maybe you left them at his place."

Before Kaitlyn could answer, Drew appeared in Alexis' doorway. "I'm not going to fix your computer if I have to listen to this crap." 

Kaitlyn turned red, embarrassed at what Drew had just overheard. "I didn't know you were here," she apologized. 

Drew let out a sigh. "For someone who isn't ready to date you seem to go out an awful lot," he answered, the hurt evident in his voice. 

Kaitlyn stared at him, confused. "You knew where to find me," she snapped. "Lexi, if you change your mind just call me."

After Kaitlyn left Drew went back to the computer. "Does she ever talk about me?" he finally asked.

"Not really." 

Drew fixed the computer, and since Alexis wasn't being very talkative he decided to head back to his apartment. The next day he sat in the back row trying to pay attention to the professor. His cell phone began to vibrate; it was a text from Alexis. 'My apartment ASAP.' Drew doubted the importance of her dilemma but slipped from his seat, he wasn't listening anyway. He drove home in no particular hurry but his heart began to race as he pulled into the parking lot and saw several police cars parked in front of Alexis' building. Drew ran toward the apartment but was stopped by a pot bellied officer just outside her door. 

"You can't come in here son."

Alexis heard the commotion and went to the door. "He's my brother. I called him."

The officer relented and Drew walked past and entered the apartment. Several officers were talking in the kitchen but he couldn't make out what they were saying. As he walked toward the living room he could tell the majority of the activity was in Kaitlyn's room. He watched as two officers removed her sheets and placed them in an evidence bag. His mind began to reel, and he reached out for the wall to steady himself.

"Drew?" Alexis called.

"Where's Kaitlyn?" Drew stammered.

"She's in my room, Ian's..." she let her words trail off.

Drew rushed to Alexis' room, not sure what he'd find. "Baby are you okay?" he blurted out as he opened the door and saw her.

Kaitlyn was surprised to see him; she was even more surprised by what he'd called her. "I'm fine," she answered, trying to sound convincing.

There was a moment of awkward silence before Ian hugged Kaitlyn and stood. "I'm going to leave you two alone." He gave Drew an encouraging nod before leaving. "Take care of her for me."

Drew sat down on the bed beside Kaitlyn, she looked so scared. He wanted to put his arm around her to comfort her, but wasn't sure she'd let him. "What happened?"

She stared at the floor, afraid if she looked into his frightened eyes she'd start crying again. 

"Baby, please tell me."

"My British Lit class got cancelled so I got home early. When I got out of my car, our neighbor was outside smoking and teased me about our apartment falling apart." She took several deep breaths before continuing, "I asked him what he was talking about and he told me the maintenance guy had just gone in and that he'd seen him here a lot lately." Kaitlyn stopped talking for a moment, her eyes stared unseeing at the wall. "Last week I came home and Larry was coming out of my bedroom. He said the apartment upstairs had a leaky shower and he was making sure the water hadn't damaged my ceiling. I didn't think much of it, until today."

"I don't understand?" Drew asked confused.

Kaitlyn looked over at him, wishing he'd connect the dots. "We never called him over to do any maintenance work, and I realized he was probably the one who'd taken my underwear."

The realization brought Drew some relief, but he still didn't understand. "Why are there so many police here? And why are they taking the sheets off your bed?"

She focused on a small stain on the carpet, trying not to visualize. "When the police went in they found him in my bed. He was jacking off with a pair of my panties," she finished with a whisper. 

Drew wrapped his arms protectively around her as she began to sob. Alexis stood in the doorway watching. "Um, Officer Roberts wants to know if we can find someplace to stay for the night. They want to sweep the apartment for recording devices. And Larry's admitted to tampering with some of the appliances so we'd have to call him over; they want to verify his statement."

Kaitlyn wiped her eyes. "I'm sure Ian would let us spend the night."

Drew suddenly felt jealous that Kaitlyn thought of turning to Ian for help and not him. "You two can stay at my place. If the police need to ask you anything you'll be right here." 

"That'd probably be a good idea," Kaitlyn reasoned. "I'll go pack a few things. I just want to get out of here."

As she stepped into the hall Officer Roberts approached. "Miss, I just got a call from the station, looks like the suspect was out on parole."

Drew and Alexis had come up behind Kaitlyn, wanting to hear any news. "What was he in jail for?" Drew asked.

"He was paroled back in April after serving on a rape conviction. He wasn't supposed to leave the state, and he hasn't been in contact with his Parole Officer. He's also wanted on an unrelated offense so we're going to extradite him to face Kentucky's charges first. Right now we don't have a lot to charge him with, but we'll see what the investigation uncovers. We're also going to check with other residents and see if there were additional victims."

"Okay," Kaitlyn nodded numbly. Her stomach churned at hearing he'd been in jail for rape. Tears began to fall again as she thought about what might have happened if she hadn't run into their neighbor in the parking lot, if she'd gone into the apartment. Drew reached for her hand and held it firmly; his touch pulled her back from the dark recesses of her mind. 

"Sir," Alexis intervened, "If you need us we're going to spend the night in C3, it's right across the parking lot. Just give us a few minutes and we'll get out of y'alls way." 

Drew put his hand on Kaitlyn's back and led her toward her room, not wanting her to go in alone. She moved around quickly, dumping out her backpack and throwing clothes into it. Kaitlyn walked into the bathroom to grab some things and Drew scanned the room, his eyes settled on the picture on her nightstand, it was of them. Drew picked up the frame and carried it to Alexis' room. When Alexis saw him holding the photo she froze. "I want you to explain this," Drew barked, holding the picture just inches from her face.

Alexis began to cry, but didn't answer.

"Tell me," Drew demanded. "Why does she keep this picture from rehearsal dinner beside her bed?" He glared at Alexis. "It doesn't make any sense, not unless you've been lying to me." 

Drew had been staring so intently at Alexis that he hadn't noticed Kaitlyn slip into the room. "Lexi?" her voice quivered. 

Tears streamed down Alexis' cheeks. "I'm sorry," she sobbed.

Drew shook his head in disbelief. "You knew how much I wanted to be with her and you lied over and over. Told me she needed her space, told me..." Kaitlyn sadly shook her head no, asking him to stop. "Well, you'd better find someplace else to stay tonight because I don't want anything to do with you," he finished. 

Alexis looked pitifully at Kaitlyn. "Please say something."




Higher Education Ch. 04



Kaitlyn let out weary sigh. "I can't want to deal with this right now. I just can't." She turned hesitantly to Drew, "Can I still stay with you? I feel safe when I'm with you and I really need that tonight."

"Of course you can," Drew answered in surprise. He picked up her backpack and pillow as she spoke to Officer Roberts.

As they walked across the parking lot an awkward silence fell over them. Drew carried her things into his office and set them on the guest bed. "Kaitlyn, you have no idea how much I've wanted to call or come by and see you but Lexi told me you didn't want to see me." He looked at her, surprised at how calm she seemed. "I don't understand. I want to yell and scream, aren't you pissed at her?"

Kaitlyn shook her head no. "You know Ian and I are really close, but there's nothing there," she quickly added when she saw the look on Drew's face. "He's had a crush on Lexi for a long time but I've let her think he comes over to see me because I don't want them to get together. God, I'm doing the same thing."

Drew just looked at her dazed. "But that's different, Lexi's still in love with Rob."

"And I think Lexi thought you were still in love with Mallory and she didn't want to see me get hurt. Or maybe she thought you'd fall for me and you'd get hurt. She was probably right."

"About what?"

"If we'd started dating when you moved here, I would've pushed you away. These past few months have given me time to get things sorted out."

"So if I hugged you, you wouldn't push me away?" he asked as he pulled her against his chest and circled his arms around her slender waist.

"No," she giggled.

"And if I wanted to kiss you, you'd let me?"

She stood on tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to her. "Yes," she whispered as she leaned in to kiss him. Just before their lips touched he pulled his head back, his mouth just out of her reach.

"I didn't say I wanted to. I was just asking," he teased.

She gazed into his twinkling brown eyes, and brushed her fingertips over his cheeks until she traced her way down to his lips. She'd dreamed about what he'd feel like and taste like so many times, her heart began to race knowing she was about to find out. Kaitlyn curled her fingers in his hair and pulled him to her. His lips gently brushed against hers and she pushed her body to his, wanting to melt into him. She needed more, and ran her tongue over his soft lips. His mouth parted, inviting her tongue to slip inside. Their tentative kiss quickly deepened, both eager to explore what they'd been denied. They finally paused to catch their breath and Kaitlyn looked up at him nervously.

"You okay?" he asked as he ran a hand through her hair. 

"I've wanted you to kiss me for so long and now I feel like an idiot because I don't know what to say."

"Me either. Maybe we could go out for an early dinner and talk?"

"I don't feel like going out, could we do something here?"

He pulled her to his arms and tucked her head under his chin, cradling her close. "I'll have to go to the grocery store first but I can make us dinner and we can just stay in. Whatever you need."

While Drew went to the store Kaitlyn took a long hot shower and tried to scrub away the thought of Larry in her room, in her bed. By the time Drew returned Kaitlyn had slipped on a pair of jeans and a t shirt, her damp hair was looped up in a pony tail and she'd put on a little make up. 

Drew grinned as she came out of his room; she'd moved her things from the guest room. "Chicken parmesan sound good? And I picked up stuff for margaritas; I seem to remember you liking those."

"If you start dinner I'll take care of the drinks," Kaitlyn offered, hoping the alcohol would help her relax.

She sipped on her margarita as Drew moved skillfully about the kitchen. "There's something sexy about a man who can cook," she playfully teased, unable to fully express how she felt. It was more than just him cooking her dinner that made her want him; it was the way he made her feel like she deserved to be taken care of. Her gaze drifted to his bedroom, she sensed he'd be equally attentive to her needs there. 

Kaitlyn happily assisted him and the meal was soon finished. As she made their plates Drew lit several candles and placed them on the table before turning off the lights. They sat enjoying their dinner and each others company in the flickering light. Drew stared at her across the table, not wanting to take his eyes off her for fear he would turn away and she'd vanish, back into his dreams. "You look just like the day you slipped into my bed, do you remember?"

"All we need's that little bikini." 

Drew took a gulp of the margarita, which she'd made a little too strong, hoping to find courage. "I wanted you so much that day; it was all I could do not to untie those bows. If Scott hadn't called," he let his words trail off. "You aren't drinking very fast."

"I want to go see if the police found anything. Let me get that off my mind and then I promise you'll have my undivided attention for the rest of the night." She walked to his chair and gave him a lingering kiss before leaving. 

When she arrived at the apartment most of the earlier activity had died down. Officer Roberts greeted her as she entered. "We're about finished here, didn't find any recording devices."

"I'm glad he wasn't watching us. I just came to get something and I'll be out of here."

He nodded and she went to her bedroom. She found her bikini and slipped it into her pockets, then hurried back to Drew's apartment. 

"I was flipping channels and Urban Cowboy is on. Have you ever seen it?" he asked as he patted the couch.

She cuddled beside him and rested her head against his shoulder as her arms wrapped around his waist. "No, but with John Travolta it can't be too bad." She snuggled closer and casually let one arm drop lower, into his lap. He began to harden at her touch and she smiled inwardly. "I've got to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back."

While she was gone he began to worry he was expecting too much, too quickly. His doubts vanished as she came out of his room her jeans gone and the outline of her black bikini was visible against the white cotton shirt. 

The lust in his eyes made her feel bold and she slipped the shirt over her head and tossed it aside. Drew made no effort to hide the growing bulge in his jeans as she seductively walked toward him and straddled his waist. He kissed her urgently, wanting to feel her soft flesh mold to his. He ran his hands over the exposed skin of her back and with an impish grin untied the bows that held her top in place, brushing it aside as it fell. Drew cupped her breasts in his hands as he kissed her flushed cheeks. She squealed and wiggled in his arms as he ran his tongue along her ear. 

"That tickles," she protested. 

But Drew continued to lick and blow on her ears until the hair on her neck and arms stood up. Satisfied, he kissed down her neck, across her chest and then traced circles around her nipples. She shivered as Drew caressed her breasts and ran his hands along her slender waist. "Can I?" he breathed into her ear as his fingers moved to untie the bows. For just a moment, before she forced a smile, he saw fear in her eyes. "We don't have to," he reassured.

"I want to, it's just been so long since I've been with someone I actually cared about. With you I'm afraid..."

Drew cupped her face tenderly. "I'm not going to hurt you."

"I know that. I'm afraid I'll disappoint you," she quietly admitted.

Drew hugged her tightly, furious that Adams cruelty still made her doubt herself. "Baby, you couldn't. But I'll let you untie them, if you decide you want to."

She nodded doubtfully, but allowed him to lift her off his lap and carry her to the bedroom. Inside the door he set her down and turned on the light. "Can we leave the light off?" she pleaded.

"You don't want to see me?" he asked with mock devastation.

"I do," she started.

"Then we'll leave it on," he answered before she could finish. He led her toward the bed, "Lay down on your stomach."

Kaitlyn gave him a look of uncertainty but climbed onto the bed and did as he asked. She sigh as he began to massage her shoulders. For nearly an hour Drew leisurely rubbed, kissed and licked every inch of exposed skin, until he was certain she was relaxed. Kaitlyn watched intently as he pulled off his shirt and slipped out of his jeans, until just his boxers remained. He climbed onto the bed behind her and pulled her close, until their bodies nestled together perfectly. She closed her eyes and deeply breathed in the scent of his cologne. He ran his fingertips over her arms and down her sides and she felt her skin warm along their trails. She waited for him to tire of the gentle touching, but he seemed content. Kaitlyn thought back to what he'd said at dinner, that he'd go as slow as she needed, and it made her want him even more. She began to rub her butt against him ever so slightly just to see if he'd respond. 

"That feels good," he whispered in her hair.

"Will you take them off?"

He did as she asked, and she shyly reached down and touched him for the first time, becoming more confident as he hardened in her hands. "It's been awhile since I've done this sober," she confessed.

Drew gently pushed her onto her back and spread her legs, but kept his word. His tongue teased his way from her ankles up to her thighs and licked along the bikini line, as he did he could smell her arousal. Then he licked up to her belly button and traced circles around the tiny ring. Kaitlyn gasped with pleasure as he returned his attention to her inner thighs, his tongue so close to where she wanted him but not quite.

Drew smiled reassuringly as she reached with shaky hands to untie the bikini. He was surprised to find her perfectly waxed, with only a small patch of dark blonde fuzz remaining. Moisture glistened at her opening, seemingly inviting him to explore. He inserted one finger into her, and finding her so wet added a second. She moaned incoherent words as his tongue joined his fingers in pleasuring her. "Please," she whimpered "I want you to make," but she stopped.

Drew kissed her gently. "You want me to make love to you?" he asked, emphasizing the word love.

She nodded, and as he positioned himself, she closed her eyes.

"Baby, open your eyes" he encouraged as he gently entered her. He held still, allowing her to adjust to his size, and gazed at her anxious face. Drew began to slowly slide in and out, trying not to push too fast or too deep. At first she seemed hesitant but finally responded to his tenderness and began to move in time him.

"You don't have to be so gentle," Kaitlyn finally whispered, finding the confidence to voice her needs for the first time in a long while. "Oh, like that," she moaned as Drew buried himself fully. 

"Baby," Drew groaned, "I don't know how much longer."

Kaitlyn pulled his mouth down to meet hers, and as their tongues met she began to rock her hips harder, as she let go of her fears and surrendered her body to the moment. His deep, forceful strokes had her dancing on the verge of a powerful release.

She kept her eyes open and watched as his cheeks flushed and his mouth fell open in a look of both torment and pleasure. Kaitlyn knew he was close and focused on giving him as much pleasure as possible. She moaned softly as she felt him swell inside her, triggering the most intense orgasm she'd ever felt. Afterward, she lay there for a few moments before opening her eyes again, not sure how to express her feelings. Drew gently kissed her face and she struggled against the urge to cry. For so long, even before Adam, she'd built up a wall and guarded her feelings. Sex had been purely physical, never emotional, until Drew. The connection she felt with him as she lay in his arms was powerful, and incredibly frightening. 

Drew rolled them onto their sides and brushed away her tears. "Don't cry," he soothed.

"I'm so scared," she whimpered against his shoulder.

"Baby, there's nothing to be scared of."

"I'm scared of how I feel about you." 

Drew kissed her softly. "I love you too." 



Higher Education Ch. 04



"Bo!" I screamed and reached down and pushed him away. He thought I wanted to play and jumped up on me and knocked me on my butt in the sand. Then he pounced on me. Katie roared with laughter as I fought the wet dog off. I struggled to find a piece of driftwood and threw it as far as I could. Bo jumped off me and charged after it.

I looked up at Katie and saw her merriment. "Very funny," I said. Then I saw that Katie's blouse was soaked with large wet spots across her chest, making it almost transparent. She saw my stare and looked down. 

She pulled her blouse out and away from her breasts and shook it. "Oh well, it'll dry eventually," she sighed. Then her expression changed and she got a naughty look on her face. "Since we're already soaked, why don't we go skinny-dipping?"

My eyes opened wide in surprise. It was apparent that the wine was having an affect on Katie. "I... uh... Katie," I stammered.

"Don't be a stick in the mud," she said and began to untie the knot in her blouse. 

I sat with my mouth open as she finished untying the knot and then opened the one button holding her blouse together. She hesitated for a second before opening her blouse and then she quickly pulled it off her shoulders.

Suddenly she was standing half-naked in front of me. I almost gasped as my unbelieving eyes stared at her perfectly rounded breasts. They sat high on her chest, were milk white, showing she was rarely in the sun, and there were freckles on the top running almost to her nipples. The nipples were small and pink and perfectly suited to her breasts. They were already hard. I felt my penis pulse and begin to grow in my shorts. 

Katie stood there for a minute, almost posing, letting me stare at her. Then she reached down and unsnapped the button on her shorts. Her hands were suddenly trembling as she pulled the zipper down and then quickly pushed her shorts down her legs. 

This time I did gasp as her lower half was revealed. She had on a pair of tiny thong panties that barely covered her vagina. Her thighs were creamy and lightly freckled like the rest of her body. I don't think I have ever seen skin as smooth and blemish free as hers.

"Come on, it's your turn," Katie said as she pulled me to my feet. Then she sat on the blanket where I had been. She pulled her thighs up to her chest and placed her arms around her legs and then her head on her knees. Her pretty eyes stared at me, sparkling in anticipation.  

As I stood uncomfortably in front of her, I felt the wine go to my head and make me sway. I took a deep breath, looked around and saw that Bo was in the water chasing the geese again. I hesitated, looking for some excuse not to strip in front of this beautiful girl. There appeared to be no way out. "Katie... uh... listen are you sure you want to do this?"

"Chicken," she said with a smile, her eyes and words daring me.

In spite of how uncomfortable I was, I felt myself getting excited again. My penis throbbed in my shorts and began to lengthen down my leg.

Katie's eyes went to my shorts. "Is that a pistol in your pocket or are you just glad to see me," she chuckled, quoting Mae West. While there was bravado in her stare, I detected a tremble in her voice that told me that she was just as nervous as I was.

"Uh... I don't... I don't have any underwear on." I thought I should warn her.

"Not a problem for me," she said flippantly. However, her rapid breathing showed that she was getting excited.

When it didn't appear that she was going to let me off the hook, I sighed and pulled my shirt over my head and dropped it to the blanket. I could see her eyes on my chest and my excitement grew. I hesitated before opening my belt. Then, I glanced up and down the deserted beach and slowly pulled my zipper down. "Are... are you sure about this?" I said again, giving her one last chance. She didn't answer but I could see excitement on her face. I let my shorts drop.

Katie sucked in her breath as my already half hardened penis was revealed. She had felt it in her hand the other night but I don't think she had seen it clearly. It pulsed and continued to harden in response to her stare. She actually licked her lips and for a moment I thought she was going to reach out and grab it. However, instead, she jumped up and ran down the beach, screaming, "Last one in is a rotten egg."

I watched her sexy butt as she ran for the water. Finally I shrugged and ran after her, my now fully hard penis bouncing in front of me. I heard her scream as she dove headfirst into the cold water. I did the same, the chill of the water engulfing me and taking care of my erection. I swam with strong strokes toward her. I had been a lifeguard for many summers and have always been a strong swimmer, so it was easy to catch her. When I did, she giggled and thrashed in my arms. We were in water a little over waist deep so I picked her up and threw her and then dove under to grab her again. Within a few minutes we were breathless and clinging to one another. It took my penis only a second to realize that I had a beautiful and half-naked woman in my arms. 

Suddenly, our movements stopped and we stared at each other. Her hair was dripping and there were little rivers of water running down her face. I reached up and wiped her forehead and ran my hand down to her cheek. Her lips were open in anticipation as her eyes stared into mine. My lips moved toward hers almost in slow motion. We moaned as they touched and my tongue entered her mouth. I could feel my penis now pulsing against her inner thigh. 

Katie could feel it too and groaned when she felt it rubbing the sensitive skin of her thighs. Her tongue forced mine back and entered my mouth. My arms wrapped around her back, pulling her close and forcing her breasts tightly to my chest. Soon the world around us faded. There was only she and I and the warmth of our naked bodies.

My penis was now at full staff again. Suddenly I felt Katie open her legs and let my penis slip between them. When the pulsing head touched her sex lips, I thought that she was going to let me enter. However, instead she lifted up slightly and let it slip past until it came out the back. She squeezed her thighs together, trapping me. I pulled my mouth from her and saw that her eyes were closed and that her mouth was open; there was undeniable pleasure in her expression. She began to rock her hips back and forth, causing her soft nether lips to massage the top of my shaft.

"Oh God Katie," I moaned.

She opened her eyes and suddenly pulled away from me. She stared into my eyes for a second as if she had to make a decision. Then she took my hand and pulled me toward shore. I followed behind her as we walked slowly up the sand toward the blanket. I admit that my eyes spend a lot of time staring as her sexy butt as it swayed with each step in the sand. When we were standing at the blanket, Katie turned and melted into my arms. Our lips went together and we were squirming against each other again. Her nipples burned into my chest like hot coals and my penis was dripping juice onto her thigh as our lips devoured each other, our tongues fighting for possession of the other's mouth. 

I began to gently pull her down to the blanket. When I had her on her back, I slipped between her legs. My penis was throbbing and the head was touching her vagina. Katie pulled her lips from mine and looked into my eyes. This time I saw a worried look mixed with the passion.

"Jim... God Jim, I want to... but I'm not... I'm not ready yet." She said the words as if she could barely get them from her mouth. I could see that she was struggling with her emotions. "I can't."

To say I was disappointed would have been a gross understatement. I don't believe that I was every more ready then I was at that moment. However, I wasn't about to force myself on her. I said, "I understand." I didn't really but then I am a guy. With that, I began to kiss down her neck and across her breasts. As I licked toward her nipple, my tongue found tiny droplets of water that had been warmed by her body. I took them into my mouth and swallowed as if they had come from her and not the lake. Then, I sucked one of the hard nipples into my mouth and my fingers found the other. Katie moaned and squirmed under my caresses. I worked on her breasts for quite some time, sucking first one then the other until the only moisture left was my saliva. She quivered under me and shuddered with what I thought might have been a small climax. Then I began to kiss down her stomach.

"Oh God Jim... what are you doing?" 

I lifted my head and whispered in a firm tone, "I'm going to eat you." Katie moaned and I felt her tremble like she was cold. However, her body was burning hot now. I began to kiss down her stomach again. I stopped at her belly button and pushed my tongue into the accumulated water that had gathered there. I tickled the little indentation before I slowly moved lower. My tongue circled the soft skin of her lower belly, moving down until it reached the elastic waist of her panties. I pulled back and looked down. The panties were totally transparent now and I could see her pubic hair. Without asking, I stripped off the tiny strip of material and threw it into the sand. Then I moved quickly to my knees between her legs. She didn't resist when I lifted her thighs and spread her legs. I saw that her head was pressed back onto the blanket and that her eyes were closed tightly. Her mouth was open as she gasped for breath. I think at that point, I could have done anything that I wanted. 

It was my turn to moan as I gazed down at her swollen sex. Her pubic hair was strawberry blond and trimmed neatly; the water had matted the sparse hair, revealing her pink inner lips. My mouth was drawn to her center. I started at the top of her pubic mound and began to gently kiss then lick the soft down of hair. Slowly I worked my tongue downward. I used my fingers to pry open the outer lips. Then I paused and pulled my head back and looked at her swollen vagina. 

"Ohhhhh!!!" Katie moaned and pushed her hips upward impatiently. 

I stared at her little clit as it peeked from the protective covering. It looked like a miniature penis head, swollen with the skin stretched until it was shiny. I lapped at it with my tongue and felt Katie buck her hips up at me. She wanted more contact. Instead I pulled away and kissed her thighs on one side and then the other. Then I moved my tongue until it was at the lower edge of her dripping hole. I flattened it and lapped upward.

"Oh Jesus," Katie screamed and she reached for my head, grabbing my hair.

I smiled as her thighs tightened on my head as my tongue began to lick up and down her now quivering inner lips. Finally I centered my tongue on her hole and I pushed in as far as I could go. 

"Ahhhhhheeeee!!!"  Katie went wild. Her thighs squeezed my head like a vise and her hips bucked upward. I began to suck her flesh like I was sucking a warm and juicy peach. Somewhere in the background I heard Katie scream that she was going to cum. I moved my mouth upward and sucked her clit. Katie went over the top. Her entire body stiffened. I pressed my mouth down hard and sucked even harder. Suddenly I was having a difficult time holding onto her as she convulsed violently. I was truly amazed by the extent of her reaction and the length of time her climax lasted. She twisted and turned and went up on her shoulders; her heels digging into my back as her hands grasped the blanket and sand underneath. 

When her body finally began to relax, I followed her down, continuing to suck her wet sex lips. When she relaxed her thighs, I looked up at her. I could see that her breasts were still heaving and that her head was lying on the blanket, turned to the side. I pulled back; carefully removing her legs from my shoulders and letting them fall to the blanket. Then I crawled up next to her and pulled her still trembling body into my arms. She buried her head, almost shyly, in my neck. I was surprised when I heard her sobbing. It occurred to me that I had probably done something wrong or that she regretted what she had let me do. I let her sob for a few minutes before I got the nerve to say, "What's wrong Katie?"

She pulled her tear-streaked face from my neck and looked at me. "Nothing," she said between sobs. "That was... that was the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me."

"It wasn't your... your first time was it?" I asked stupidly.

She smiled and her face colored. "No. Abigail... Abigail has... you know... has done that to me... plenty of times. But... but it has never been that good. I thought I was going to faint."

"Wow," I whispered to myself. I was amazed that she thought that I was as good at oral sex as a woman could be. I took it as quite a compliment. However, it was probably because, unlike with Abigail, she had feelings toward me. I know that I feelings for her. 

"Well, I guess we had better be going," I said, figuring the fun was over. However, Katie had other ideas.

"I don't think so," she said as she grabbed my arm with one hand and pulled me back, wiping the tears from her cheeks with the other. Then she pushed on my chest until I was on my back again. She smiled and reached down to grasp my still throbbing penis.

"You don't have to do anything to me," I said hoping desperately that she wouldn't agree. I sat up.

"I want to," she whispered. "But... but I have... I've never done it to a man before."

"Really?" I said in surprise. Katie was full of surprises. I almost asked if that meant that she had done it to a woman but I caught myself. That wouldn't have been gentlemanly. 



"I've wanted to and ... and well guys have always wanted me to but I have never liked anyone enough," she whispered shyly. Then she looked at me with almost a little girl smile and said, "Will... will you show me how... you know... how a man likes it?"

I got a wide grin on my face and said, "It would be my pleasure. Just do what you like to have done to you. I'll tell you what I like best." With that I sat up for a minute to look for Bo. I saw him running down the beach now with something in his mouth. I glanced over Katie's shoulder and saw that her panties were gone. Smart dog! I thought and almost laughed.  I moved over and gave Katie a little more room on the blanket and lay back down on my back again, pulling her with me. I turned and kissed Katie's lips and then gently pushed her head downward.

She took the hint and began to kiss down my chest as I had done to her. Her mouth stopped at my nipples where she gently sucked them and used her teeth to nibble on the little nubs. Then she began to work her way down my body, stopping occasionally to bite me gently here and there. As her lips reached my pubic mound, her hand wrapped around my almost painfully throbbing penis. There was a veritable river of my juice streaming down the shaft. She used it to lubricate the shaft as her hand began to move up and down. Her face was but inches from my throbbing penis. I closed my eyes and moaned when she began to lick the head. She held the shaft tightly and used her tongue to flick the sensitive area just under the crown. My legs trembled and I moaned to let her know how much I liked that. 

Katie teased the head with her tongue before she took it into her mouth for the first time. I heard her moan deep in her throat and felt her sucking. 

"Oh Jesus Katie," I gasped as her teeth gently scraped across my swollen head. The scraping was accidental, because of her inexperience, but it was also gentle enough to be pleasurable. I moaned when she used her teeth to nibble at the sensitive head. Then she began to pump her hand and suck at the same time. The excitement of the day was bringing me rapidly to a peak. I placed my hands on Katie's face and turned it toward me. I saw that my penis was stretching her mouth almost painfully, but her eyes were still wild with excitement. "Katie... I'm... I'm getting close," I warned and then added, "You don't have to take it... take my cum in your mouth." 

Katie moaned and she reached up and forcefully pulled my hands away from her face. She began to suck harder and her hand moved faster.

"Oh God," I gasped as I felt my balls begin to churn. I could feel my balls tightening, preparing. My hips lifted from the blanket, forcing my penis deep into her mouth. "Ahhhhheeeee!!!" I screamed as suddenly my sperm hurtled up the shaft and into Katie's sucking mouth. My body was consumed in pleasure as pulse after pulse of warm cream shot from the head of my penis. I could feel Katie swallowing everything I had. She didn't miss a beat as her hand pumped me, forcing every drop of sperm from my balls. 

Finally my hips fell back to the blanket. I felt and then heard my penis slip from Katie's mouth with a wet pop. I looked down with blurry eyes to see her swallow one last time and then lay her head heavily on my stomach. When I regained a little strength I pulled her up and kissed her. "Thank you," I said. "I've had that done a few times in my life but nothing that good." She blushed but didn't answer.

As the sun began to set over the lake we gathered up our belongings. 

"Where are my panties?" Katie asked.

I looked at Bo and I swear that if a dog could smile, he did. "I guess maybe a goose snatched them," I said and laughed.

Katie looked at me and said, "Yeah, right!" 

      It was obvious that she thought that I had taken them. I held out my hands with my palms up and shrugged my shoulders. It wasn't the first time that Bo had gotten me into trouble. 



Katie slipped on her shorts without panties and we walked to the car arm in arm. I put Bo in the back of the wagon, where he immediately fell asleep, and we headed home.

Chapter 3

As I suspected, I couldn't get Katie from my mind. She had gotten under my skin whether I wanted it or not. However, I knew that I had to resist. I had too many distractions to consider a permanent relationship and besides, I was pretty sure that she didn't want that either. 

I avoided Katie all day. Finally, late on Monday, I checked her office and I was almost relieved to find that she wasn't there. Then I headed for Abigail's office to thank her again for the dinner on Friday night and the fun afterward. However, just as I was about to knock on the door, it opened and Katie walked out. I stepped back and stared at her in surprise. It was obvious from her look that she was surprised to see me as well. Hair was messed up and her clothes rumpled. I naturally assumed that she and Abigail had just had one of Abigail's "meetings." Strangely, instead of being angry or jealous, I somehow felt better. Katie being there more or less confirmed that she wasn't going to, or couldn't, change her routine for me.

"Hi," I said brightly when I had regained my composure. 

Katie looked flustered and didn't respond. 

"Catching up with Abigail I see."

"Uh... uh... yes," she said haltingly.

"It's all right Katie," I said meaningfully, nodding toward the door. However, she still seemed uncomfortable. "I understand Katie... really I do. You know I've been there too." I couldn't tell if she believed that I understood or not but she finally looked a little relieved.  

She smiled slightly, leaned forward and whispered, "Call me tonight."

I smiled back and nodded. "Sure. And thanks again for the picnic yesterday. I really enjoyed it."

Katie blushed prettily and said, "I have to hurry."  With that she disappeared down the hall.

I decided to wait for a better time to talk to Abigail since I guessed that she would be indisposed. However, as I turned to go I almost bumped into Molly. 

"Oh Mr. Adams, just the person I was looking for," Molly gushed. "The sorority house that I'm rushing for is having a mixer Wednesday night and the girls were wondering if you would be the school chaperone... please." Her pretty blue eyes flashed at me. "I guarantee that you'll have fun."




Higher Education Ch. 04



I wasn't sure that the school required a chaperone and in fact, I was pretty certain that it didn't. However, I was just as certain that Molly would see to it that I had fun. But, it was the kind of fun that could get me into a lot of trouble-underage drinking and young girls. "I don't know Molly. I have a lot of work to catch up on."

"Please Mr. Adams. I'll get into a lot of trouble if you don't show up."

"Why on earth will you get into trouble if I don't come to your party?"

"I'm a pledge and if we don't accomplish the task... well some of the girls can be pretty cruel."

"Oh, I see." I wasn't totally ignorant of the hazing that still went on in colleges across the country. I looked down the empty hall before I said only half facetiously,  "So you'll get a spanking if I don't show up?" 

"Yes," she whispered with a surprisingly worried look on her face.

"I might pay to see that." The words were out of my mouth before I thought. I could feel my face turn red.

On the other hand, Molly's face turned from worried to lustful and she said, "You can spank me Mr. Adams... but it'll cost you a 'B' on my final exam." A big smile crossed her pretty face.

I opened my mouth but nothing came out. Here I was an intelligent man of 30 letting a teenager get one up on me. "Uh... uh..." I stuttered and tried to change the subject. "Uh... let me check to see if I can get my work done before Wednesday."

"Oh goodie," Molly squealed and jumped into my arms. She kissed my lips before I could push her away. 

"Molly!" I scolded again looking down the empty hall.

She giggled and said, "You won't regret it Mr. Adams. I promise." With that she boldly reached down and grabbed my penis and squeezed it. Then she turned and walked down the hall. I watched in stunned silence as she swayed her sexy ass purposefully at me. I felt my face turn red when she looked back and saw me watching. 



I agonized over whether I should go to the party or not. However, in the end, my lust overcame my reluctance, as it always did. 

I don't know what time the party had started but by the time I arrived at 8 P.M. on Wednesday night it was in full swing. The sorority house was a large turn-of-the-century home that probably had twenty rooms. It was packed with kids; many of whom were already drunk. I couldn't tell which kids were 21 and who was under age, so I wasn't sure what good I was going to do as a chaperone. However, I was still sure that that wasn't why I was invited. The truth was that I didn't know why I was invited. There were plenty of young teachers at the school so why would they pick me? Maybe it was the fact that I had let Molly give me a blowjob in the library that gave me the edge. Maybe that showed that I was fair game. Nevertheless, there seemed to be very little upside and a lot of downside for me to be at this party. Still, the lure of Molly's promise to see that I had fun was clouding my brain. I was thinking with my penis again.

"Hi Mr. Adams," a pretty co-ed yelled to me over the loud music. It was Sondra, who I had met briefly at the library. She was in my afternoon class. "Here," she said, squeezing between dancing teenagers to hand me a beer.

"Thank you Sondra, have you seen Molly?"

"Yeah, she's around somewhere."

"Quite a party," I yelled, as I looked around at the frolicking kids.

"It's one of the biggest of the year. We get to 'introduce' the pledges to sorority life." Her face broke into a broad smile.

"I see." I didn't really but I figured I would find out.

"Well, I'll see you later," Sondra said with a smile and left me.

I wondered around, talking to the students that I knew and being introduced to others. It appeared that I was the only "adult" at the party. Suddenly, I felt a lot older than my thirty years. It was time to find another beer. Magically, Sondra appeared with a beer in her hand.

"Are you having fun yet?" she asked.

"Almost," I answered with a touch of sarcasm.

"Don't worry, you will." With that she disappeared into the crowd again.

After several beers I needed to find the rest room. I saw Sondra dancing nearby and asked her where the nearest bathroom was located. She told me it was upstairs and two doors on the right. As I walked away I remember thinking that it was a bit strange that she seemed to be wherever I was. I made my way through the thong of students and up the stairs. "One, two," I counted the doors out loud. My words sounded muted to my own ears; one of the effects of the loud music. I opened the second door and stopped dead in my tracks. It wasn't a bathroom but a dorm room. At first, my brain couldn't register what I was seeing. There were three guys standing in a row with their pants around their ankles. All three were sporting erections. However, the most amazing thing was that Molly was kneeling in front of the one in the middle sucking his penis and her hands were on the other two keeping them hard. The three boys looked over at me and smiled in an alcohol-induced haze. Molly, on the other hand, didn't seem to notice. She was far too busy sucking.

"Uh... uh..." I stuttered and began to back out of the room. Molly turned and looked at me, her eyes showing her surprise but she didn't stop sucking. As I closed the door I bumped into someone behind me. "Excuse me," I said and I turned and saw Sondra smiling at me. There she was again.

"I guess you found Molly."

"What's going on here," I whispered in a nervous voice, trying to keep voice under control.

The pretty girl smiled, lowered her voice and said, "It's like this Mr. Adams... Molly wants to join our sorority. There are twelve girls rushing tonight. We only have openings for six. To see which of them is worthy of our Sorority, they are required to "take care" of all of the guys at the party. The guys get to vote-the girls that get the highest points win."

"What do you mean by take care?" I asked stupidly.



Sondra smiled indulgently and said, "You know... give them pleasure." 

The pretty girl moved very close to me and I backed up. Then, my eyes grew wide when her comment registered. I blurted, "There must be a hundred guys here!"

"Actually there are sixty-five for each girl-not counting you. They were selected very carefully... just like you." Her lips curled into a sexy smile again. 

To say that I was stunned would have been a gross understatement. My mouth opened like a fish out of water but no words came out. Suddenly I realized that Sondra had backed me into an open dorm room. The noise of the door closing behind us brought me to my senses. "Uh... I have to... to get back downstairs to... uh chaperone."

"You don't think you were invited here to be a chaperone do you?"

"Uh... well... yes," I lied.

"Well, you're not doing a very good job," she laughed. Then her face turned serious and she said, "Come on Mr. Adams, there are no rules about having chaperones at parties here. This isn't high school." Sondra moved closer and pressed her substantial chest against me, forcing me back against the door. "You're not that na‹ve are you?" Sondra was a tall girl and her eyes were almost level with mine. 

"No," I said unconvincingly. Suddenly, sweat broke out on my brow at the closeness of the young girl. Her body pressed harder against mine and I could feel unwanted excitement building. Sondra was a beautiful girl with long blond hair and a voluptuous figure. She was wearing a low cut tank top and a micro-mini skirt. The skirt was not only short but also so low on her hips that her pubic mount was almost visible.

"The Sorority assigned me the job to make sure that you have fun Mr. Adams. Are you having fun yet?"

That was the third time I had been asked that question. My answer was cut off by Sondra's mouth. My eyes opened wide in surprise as her tongue pushed between my lips. Suddenly, I felt her hand reach between us and grasp my rapidly swelling penis. I knew that I was in big trouble but I made no attempt to remove her hand.

When Sondra broke the kiss I saw that her eyes were burning with lust. She flattened her breasts on my chest and began to move her hand up and down my shaft. Then she leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "I've heard you like to fuck women in the ass."

My heart almost stopped at her words. 

"You can fuck me in the ass if you want. In fact, you can fuck any hole I have Mr. Adams." With that, the young girl slipped to her knees in front of me. 

I stood frozen from the shock of her words about me liking to "fuck women in the ass." Was she referring to what I had done to Abigail in her office? If so, how could she know? My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of my zipper being pulled down. Then I watched as Sondra reached inside and pulled my swollen penis from my pants.

"Oh yes," she whispered and took the head into her mouth without missing a beat.

I moaned in spite of the risk I was taking. I knew that this was beyond crazy but I was powerless to stop it. My hips began to move back and forth, forcing my shaft in and out of her sucking mouth. I could see her pretty eyes smiling up at me: almost smugly. As my excitement grew I reached for her head and pulled it toward me rather harshly. Sondra gagged but didn't try to pull away. Instead, she moaned and let me move my penis freely in and out of her mouth. As had happened a lot lately, my lust took over. I reached down and pulled her to her feet. Without a word I pushed her toward one of the bunk beds. It was covered with clothes and books-a typical dorm room.  I pressed her against the board of the top bunk and moved my head toward her. Both of us moaned as our lips met again. Her tongue rushed into my mouth and her hips pressed against my throbbing shaft. Losing all control, I reached up and I pulled her top down until her large breasts were bare. She gasped when her breasts popped free. My hands found her soft flesh and hard nipples. I worked on both of them at the same time, squeezing her soft flesh. Suddenly, I was twisting her nipples and pressing my throbbing erection against her. She didn't seem to mind the rough treatment and gasped with approval. Our mouths were locked together and our tongues dueled. The young girl almost swooned in my arms. 

She pulled her lips from mine and groaned, "Yes, yes, I love to have my nipples pinched."

I squeezed harder and felt her trembling. Then, I abruptly let them go and turned her around, forcing her to bend over with her hands on the bed. I reached under her tiny skirt and grasped her bare ass-she had forgotten to wear panties. "So you want to get your ass fucked?" I almost sneered.

"Oh God yes."

I pushed her skirt up to reveal the sweet globes of her buttocks. My hand was trembling as I reached between her legs and felt for her vagina. It was already dripping. With little resistance, two of my fingers slipped through the swollen lips and entered her warm hole.

"Ohhhhh!!!" she moaned.

I moved my fingers in and out until her knees started to buckle. Then I pulled my now wet fingers out and brought them to her little rose. I used my middle finger to find the hole and then slowly slipped it inside.

"Oh yes," she gasped and swayed her buttocks back and forth as if to aid me in my quest to get the finger all the way into her ass. When it was in as far as it could go, I pulled back and added the second wet finger. Soon, I was moving my fingers in and out and she was rocking back and forth. 



"I'm going to fuck your ass now Sondra."

She moaned.

"Do you want my cock in your tight little ass?"

"Yesssss!!!"

With great speed I unbuckled my belt and let my pants fall to the floor. I stepped out of them and moved between her legs, using my foot to spread her feet apart. Then I brought the swollen head of my penis to her now dripping vagina. 

"Jesus," Sondra screamed as I slipped it deeply into her. 

After several strokes I pulled away and moved the now wet head of my penis to Sondra's rear hole. I pushed forward. It was a tight fit but I heard her grunt and then felt her relax her sphincter. The swollen head almost popped inside. Now it was my turn to moan as her warm anal canal literally sucked my shaft inside. A second later I was buried to the hilt. I paused to catch my breath.

Sondra wanted action however. She pulled forward, letting my penis slip almost out of her clenching hole and then pressed back hard.

I got the message and started to move in and out rapidly. A second later my thighs were slapping loudly on her ass cheeks. She moaned and I wondered for a second if I was hurting her. But she pushed back for more. It obviously wasn't the first time she had taken a penis in her ass.

"Ohhhh Jesus, I'm going to cum," Sondra moaned.

I wasn't far behind. When I felt her ass begin to pulse deep inside I lost control. Suddenly she began to scream in climax and I was filling her with my seed. Each pulse of her ass brought a responding squirt from my penis. It felt like a gloved hand was wrapped around my penis and milking me. Her anal canal continued to throb long after the last squirt left my penis.  

Finally, I was spent and staggered away, my wilting penis slipping from her still clenching hole. As Sondra collapsed to the bed I could see little tremors rippling through her body. I turned and grabbed my pants quickly and slipped them on. Sondra had recovered by the time I buckled my belt. She stood up and pulled her skirt down and her top back over her breast. Then she smiled at me.

"That was wonderful Mr. Adams." She leaned forward and kissed my lips. As she walked out the door she turned and said, "You can have my ass anytime you want." With that she was out the door and gone.

I followed her quickly, peeking out the door first. I saw several girls hurrying down the hall beside Sondra. I could hear them giggling. It occurred to me that they might have been listening at the door. They all looked back at me at the same time. I knew that I had been set up. 

At that point I figured it was time that I got out of there and headed straight downstairs and out the door. I chastised myself for losing control again. However, as I walked home, I could still feel Sondra's tight little hole squeezing my penis.



Higher Education Ch. 05



Chapter 1

I entered my morning class a little late on Thursday and was surprised to see that Molly wasn't there. When she didn't show up by the time the class was over, I began to get a little concerned. She was normally very reliable and, so far, hadn't missed a class. It was nearly eleven thirty and I was still in my office when Molly walked in.

I was relieved when I looked up and saw the pretty co-ed. "There you are Molly. I was a little worried about you."

She looked a little frazzled as she came over to my desk. "Sorry Mr. Adams. I was serving my penance for not accomplishing my task last night."

It took a few seconds to realize what she was referring to. I asked, "Your penance?"

"Yes. Unfortunately I only took care of four of the five guys that were my responsibility. Jimmy Redmond passed out before I could get to him."

"Uh... oh... I... I see," I stammered, immediately uncomfortable with the conversation. However, I had to ask, "What was your penance?"

"I was spanked," she stated flatly.

I tried to keep my calm but her words were like an electric shock to me. I felt myself getting excited. "Well... uh... that's too bad."

"I told you that some of my sisters could be cruel," Molly said, now standing very close to me. "Do you want to see?" she whispered.

Before I could answer, Molly turned around and bent over my desk and pulled her short skirt up. I gasped as my eyes fell on her reddened cheeks; both appeared to be swollen and looked very tender. "My God Molly!" I gasped.

"They're really hot too. You can touch them if you want to."

Almost without thinking I reached my hand out and touched her red cheeks with my fingers. Then I slid my palm across the soft surface. They were indeed hot.

Molly began to move her buttocks back and forth as my hand moved across the surface of her soft skin. 

Suddenly I realized what I was doing and pulled my hand away as if I had been burned. "This is unacceptable Molly. We need to report them," I said in a weak attempt at indignation. 

"It's okay Mr. Adams. I... I kind of liked it. It made me hot." With that Molly spread her legs and bent further over. "See?"

I gasped as I stared between her legs and saw the glistening juice on her swollen sex lips. Almost in a trance I reached out and touched her vagina with my fingers.

"Mmmmm," Molly moaned and squirmed her hips.

Again I realized that we were in a very public classroom and pulled my hand away. I stood up and said in a stern voice, "Molly, come to my office." With that I grabbed some books on my desk to keep in front of my tented pants and left the room. I could hear Molly hurrying to catch up. When I got to my room I quickly unlocked the door and ushered Molly inside. I looked both ways down the hall before entering and locking the door. For once I was glad my office didn't have any windows.

Molly stood next to my desk in the tiny office. 

My office was about the size of a large broom closet with a desk, two chairs and a small table. The room was strewn with papers and books. I quickly locked the door and walked over to my chair and sat down. "Okay Molly, we need to talk about this. You should know that there are strict rules about hazing at this school," I said. I took a lined pad and picked up a pen. "You can sit down Molly."

"I'd rather not, if it's all the same to you," Molly said with a smile.

"Uh... yes... uh, I understand," I said, trying to maintain my composure. "Now... uh... who are these girls?"

"I said that it was okay Mr. Adams." She walked around and leaned against my desk.

I tried to act professional but I couldn't help staring at the pretty teenager's thighs. Her skirt was pulled up, almost to her groin. I already knew that she didn't have panties on. I sat back in my chair in an attempt to put a little distance between her and I. That was a mistake. It gave Molly room to move between the desk and me. 

"I've never been spanked before. It made me very excited," Molly almost hissed as she boldly placed a foot on the chair between my legs.

Suddenly, I had a perfect view of her swollen vagina. I realized for the first time that it was totally devoid of hair. The outer lips were fat and smooth-the inner lips were red and swollen. I could see that her sex juice was now trickling down her thighs. I could even smell her excitement. My head began to spin.

"I think it makes you excited too," Molly said and moved her foot until it was pressed on my throbbing erection.

I sucked in my breath and watched as if hypnotized as her foot gently massaged my groin. While I knew that I should put a stop to this, I also knew that it was far too late. I sat frozen as the young girl suddenly knelt between my legs. Her eyes were glassy as she opened my belt and pulled my zipper down. I helped by lifting up when she reached to pull my pants down. "Molly..." I started to say but stopped as her warm hand wrapped around my shaft. "Oh Jesus," I gasped as her mouth covered the swollen head. I reached out and grasped her head, my fingers tangling in her blond hair.

"Mmmmm," she moaned as I directed her head up and down on my shaft.

My hips began to lift from the chair as my excitement grew.

Suddenly, Molly pulled her mouth from my penis with a loud pop. She smiled and stood up. "I don't want you to cum in my mouth this time. I have a better place for it."

My eyes were as round as saucers as I watched her pull her tight skirt up to her waist and climb up until her thighs were on the arms of my chair. She reached between us and grasped my penis. 

"Molly," I gasped again as she began to rub the swollen head on her wet vagina. 

"Oh yes," she groaned as she fitted the head into her hole. Then she moved her hips down, slowly taking me inside her.

At that point, I was beyond caring about the stupidity of what I was doing. I grasped her hot buttocks in my hand and began to move her up and down. We both moaned in pleasure. 

"That's it, fuck me... fuck me!" she gasped and began to move up and down with the help of my hands.

My old wooden chair was squeaking as it strained under our combined weight and the room was suddenly filled with our moans and the sloppy sound of our groins slapping together.

I could feel Molly's juice trickling down my balls as we both neared out peaks. "Oh God Molly, I'm going to cum!" I warned.

"Yes... yes... yes, cum in meeeee!!! Fill me... ohhhhhhh!!!"

Molly's vagina began to pulse around my shaft. Suddenly, my balls pulled up tight and I felt my sperm rushing up the shaft. "Ahhhhh!!!" I gasped and pulled the young girl's hips down on my shaft until I was buried as deeply as I could go. My body began to spasm as my sperm poured into her willing hole.

Molly's thighs strained in their position on the chair as convulsions racked her body. Her climax seemed to go on for a long time until finally she collapsed onto me.

We stayed in that position for several minutes. Finally, I pushed Molly up. We both groaned as my penis slipped from her sloppy hole. 

"Thanks Mr. Adams. Now I won't have to get the rest of my punishment."

I looked at her strangely and said, "What does that mean?"

"My sisters told me that I could avoid the rest of my punishment if I got you to fuck me," Molly said with a wide grin. "Now I have the proof." 

We both looked down and saw my cum trickling out of her hole.

"Sorry but I have to hurry. My big sister is waiting for me in the ladies room." With that Molly pulled her skirt down and turned and rushed out of my office.

I closed my eyes and leaned back in my chair. Once again I had played the sucker.

Chapter 2

I called Katie that evening and we talked for a long time. Still, we avoided the subject of Abigail. It seemed that our individual relationship with her was private or somehow off limits. That worked for me. 

Katie invited me to her place for dinner on Friday night. I thanked her and said I would see her tomorrow.

When I got to my office in the morning there was a note stuck to the door. It was from Abigail and said that I should be in her office this evening at 6 P.M. The note didn't explain why. Immediately I became worried. Could she have known about the party? I thought. It seemed that nothing was secret at this school. 

I was worried all day but I didn't say anything to Katie when I saw her at lunch. I didn't think that it had anything to do with her.

It was almost six when I entered the administration building. It was quiet now that most of the staff had gone home. As I turned the corner I almost bumped into Katie as she came out of the ladies room. I stopped in shock. She had changed her clothes. Instead of her normal schoolteacher attire, she was wearing what looked like a private school girl's uniform. She had on a blue blazer, white blouse, and a blue and red checked pleated skirt with black shoes and white socks. Her red hair, which she normally let hang to her shoulders, was pulled back into to braided pigtails.

"Katie?" I said stupidly.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, appearing just as shocked as I was.

"I got a note to be at Abigail's office at 6."

I saw her face flush. "So did I."

Now I was genuinely worried that Abigail had found out about Katie and I. She had warned me not to fraternize with students or faculty.

"I don't understand. Why are you dressed like that?"

"Abigail... Abigail told me to."

I stood frozen. Then I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost 6 P.M. I didn't want to add lateness to whatever trouble I was already in. "We had better get to her office." We both turned and walked down the hall, deep in our own thoughts. I tapped on the door and heard Abigail tell us to come in.

Abigail was sitting at her desk when we entered. "Please sit down," she said, barely looking up from something she was reading. I had come to expect that.

Katie and I sat in the two chairs in front of her desk. I glanced over at Katie and saw her attempt to pull the impossibly short skirt down. Most of her thighs were still bare.

Suddenly the room was deadly quiet. Only the ticking of the clock on the wall interrupted the silence. I glanced over at Katie several times and saw her squirming uncomfortably on the chair. I wasn't comfortable either; my heart was thumping in my chest and I was breaking out in a cold sweat. Still, I tried to remain calm. 

It seemed like hours before Abigail looked at us over her reading glasses. She stared for a minute then put what she was reading down and sat back. She carelessly tossed her reading glasses onto the desk. "Well, it seems that the two of you have violated a basic rule of mine." She paused, her lips pursed like she was scolding petulant children. 

I glanced at Katie and she looked at me. How does she know? I thought again. I certainly hadn't said anything. I wondered if Katie had. We both sat quietly.

Abigail crossed her legs casually, showing an expanse of her sexy thigh. "Nothing to say huh?"

"Abigail... I... Katie... it's my fault." I tried to sound gallant but it didn't come out that way. It sounded more like a whine.

"I don't want your excuses." With that Abigail stood up and walked over to the door. The click of the lock made both Katie and I jump. Katie looked like she was going to cry. We watched as she walked back behind her desk and sat down.

"Come over here Katie."

Katie looked at me and hesitated.

"Now!"

Katie jumped up and hurried over to Abigail, her head down. 

"Take you're jacket off."

She stripped off her blazer and laid it on the desk.

I almost gasped. The white blouse she had on was totally sheer and her braless breasts were plainly visible. 

"Come closer," Abigail said and pulled Katie close to her. "At least you obeyed me about your clothes." Abigail turned to me and said, "Katie likes to dress like a little girl for me sometimes." With that she reached up and ran her painted fingernail across a nipple, barely hidden under the thin white material. It immediately hardened and Katie shivered noticeably.

Suddenly I felt stirring in my groin. I shifted in my chair and watched as the older woman gently rubbed one nipple before moving to the other. Katie's breath was coming more rapid now as she stood with her hands behind her back, almost swaying.

"She has lovely breasts doesn't she?" Abigail asked rhetorically. 

I could see that Abigail's eyes were filled with lust now. I watched as she began to unbutton Katie's blouse. Katie looked over at me with dread in her eyes. But I could see excitement as well.

When the blouse was all the way open, Abigail reached up and pushed it off her shoulders and let it fall down her back. The cuffs held the blouse at her wrists behind her. She didn't try to remove it.

I stared at her gorgeous breasts. She looked like a very well built high school girl. Her breasts sat up proudly and the pink nipples looked like pencil erasers. This was the second time I had seen them and like the last time, I was amazed at how creamy the skin appeared, with only a spattering of freckles on the surface. 

"Katie loves to have her breasts played with," Abigail said and began to cup the firm orbs with her open hands. She added, turning her head slightly toward me, "But you already know that." Then, as she remained seated, she pulled Katie closer and brought one hard nipple to her lips.

Katie groaned. She appeared almost helpless as she looked over at me. However, from her flushed face and hooded eyelids, I could see that she was getting very excited. 

The room filled with the sound of Abigail's sucking lips. She sucked one nipple into her mouth before letting it slip out with a pop. Then she did the same to the other. I heard Katie whimper and could see goose bumps on her arms. 

"Yes, little Katie gets very excited when I play with her breasts. Let's see how excited she is." With that Abigail reached down and slipped her hand under Katie's short skirt.

My penis was now throbbing in my pants as I watched her fingers disappear under her skirt.

"Umm, her panties are positively soaked," she said and then with one quick motion, Abigail pulled her panties down to her knees. Then her hand went back up her skirt. Katie gasped and trembled and I could see Abigail's arm moving. "Spread your legs," she ordered. Katie tried but the panties at her knees kept her from moving very far. "Let's get these off," Abigail said. 

Katie moaned and let her pull them off her feet, her hands going to Abigail's shoulders for balance. 

"My, my, these are wet," Abigail hissed excitedly as she held the soaked crotch up for me to see. Then she brought the panties to her nose. "She smells sweet. Just like the virgin that she is." She smiled and tossed the panties at me. They landed in my lap.

I looked down and then back up at her. She had a smug look on her face. I began to think that she was doing this to punish me for breaking her rules. It appeared that she was going to make me watch as she took her pleasure. 

Abigail reached back under Katie's skirt. 

"Ohhhh!!!" Katie gasped and went up on her toes.

"Ah yes, she is still a virgin. Her little hole is still so tight." Abigail looked at me and said, "I'm surprised that you didn't get further."

I wasn't sure if that was a reprimand or if she was mocking me. Regardless, I could feel myself getting very excited as I watched her hand continue to move under her skirt. 

Then Abigail stood up and pulled her hand from between her legs. With her standard 4 inches high heels she was at least two inches taller than Katie was. It made Katie look even more like a teenaged girl. Abigail pulled Katie to her and wrapped her arms around her back. The two made quite a contrast: the older woman dressed in a fashionable business suit and the half-naked young girl.

I watched in amazement as she brought her lips to Katie. Katie didn't resist. Instead she almost melted into her arms. I heard Katie moan as Abigail reached up and grasped her pigtails, pulling her head back. Her lips followed, pressing almost violently to Katie's open mouth.

By this time my heart was pounding in my chest with excitement and my penis was throbbing. Instead of feeling jealous at Abigail's handling of Katie, I grew even more excited. Katie seemed to be enjoying it. I know that I was. In fact, strangely, instead of jealously, I felt even more attracted to Katie. I can't to this day explain it. I have learned since that most men love to see two women together. But I have no idea why. We just do. 

My thoughts were interrupted when Abigail broke the kiss and stepped back. Then she reached down and swiftly pulled her tight skirt up to her waist. I gasped when I saw that she didn't have on anything under her skirt. She sat back down and spread her legs. 

Katie looked over at me and I could see that her face was now a mask of lust. But I could also detect indecision. She bit her lip and looked from me to the woman sitting in front of her with her legs obscenely spread. Her eyes shifted down to her crotch. With a little whimper of surrender and without being asked she slipped to her knees. Her hands were still held behind her back by the cuffs of her blouse but she could pull them forward enough to grasp Abigail's knees. She pushed her legs further apart and bent forward.

Suddenly, the desk was blocking my view. I sat up in the chair in time to see Katie's face disappear between Abigail's thighs.

"Oh yes!" Abigail hissed. She reached down and grasped Katie's pigtails again. Then she lifted her legs and wrapped them around her shoulders, scooting down in her chair.

My penis was ready to split my pants as I watched the seemingly innocent girl go to work on Abigail. Abigail held her hair as if to guide her. However, it was entirely unnecessary. Katie's head bobbed up and down and I could hear her lips working on Abigail's vagina. 

"That's it sweetie, eat me. Suck my cunt!" 

The room was quickly filled with Abigail's moans and little whimpers coming from Katie. Soon Abigail was squirming in the chair and her head was thrown back as she neared a climax. I watched her face grimace in pleasure as she bucked her hips upward. Suddenly, her hands left her pigtails and pulled Katie's head harshly between her thighs. "Yes... yes... yes... I'm cummmmmmmiiiiiiinnnnnggggg!!!" she screamed as her body began to thrash in the chair. Katie held on, continuing to suck until the older woman's legs fell from her shoulders. 

When Katie finally pulled back and looked at me I saw that her pretty face was dripping with Abigail's juice.

A few seconds later Abigail recovered and she helped Katie stand up. Then she made her lie back on the desk with her legs spread before her. "It's your turn," Abigail whispered to Katie as she slid her chair close to the desk and lifted the girl's thighs.

Katie's head was over the front of the desk leaning back. Her eyes were open and she was looking directly at me from her upside down position. I watched the pleasure cover her face and her eyes close as Abigail began to eat her. 

I couldn't take anymore and I stood up. I could see Abigail's eyes watching me as I pulled my zipper down. However, she didn't pull away so I opened my pants and dropped them to the floor. I stepped forward and placed my dripping penis on Katie's mouth. I could still see the sticky remains on her lips from her activity between Abigail's legs. She opened her eyes and looked up at me startled. But then she opened her mouth and took the head inside. "Oh Jesus," I moaned as I pressed forward, burying my penis in her throat. I could feel Katie gag but then her throat opened for me. I pushed until my balls were touching her forehead. I could feel her throat caressing me and then she gagged a little again. I pulled out and let her breathe before pushing back in. Soon, I was working my penis back and forth as Abigail sucked her. It didn't take long before I felt Katie trembling. She stopped sucking and her body began to convulse with her climax. It was almost too much for me and I had to pull out or risk cumming in her mouth. I figured Abigail wouldn't like that. I was right. 




Higher Education Ch. 05-06



Chapter Five : Preparing for Tina's Visit

It was now Tuesday morning and I found myself sitting at my desk. I couldn't believe I had done everything I had done with Jake in one night. What was happening to me? Had I been suppressing these things for a while or was it just that I was excited about being away from home and feeling free to experiment with the different joys of life? Or was it just because of Jake? I looked over to his bed, he wasn't there, he had left earlier to go map out his classes, but I could see him in my minds eye, laying there in all his beauty and glory. I shook my head and closed my eyes. I needed to think through what happened last night, and decide if it was really something I wanted to have happen again. I got up and grabbed my bike and headed outside to ride and clear my head. 

After a nice three hour bicycle tour of the city, and a lot of thinking as I rode, I returned to my dorm room having decided to just let whatever happens next, happen. Tina, my girlfriend would be coming down from Medford on Friday and I figured what the hell, why not have some different experiences until she gets here. I kind of sealed my fate as to what I would allow to happen with Jake when I found myself laughing as I wrapped a little present for him. I sat down at my computer and began clicking through some photos of Tina, my girlfriend, on my computer. Jake was still out checking out the shortest or quickest paths to his classes, he said he hated being late or god forbid, getting lost. He took along a GPS system and figured he would design a map to allow him to not waste time getting from class to class once school officially started in a little over two weeks.

God, I thought, had it really only been a day since I got here? It seems like I had known Jake for months now and with everything we had done so far, one would have thought more than one night had past since we first met. 

Anyway, as I sat there clicking through her pictures, I was trying to figure out a way to let Jake know she would be coming to see me and check out my dorm room this weekend. I didn't want to not tell him, nor did I want him to get upset by her just showing up without me having told him she was coming. I shook my head, what should it matter to him anyway? It wasn't like we were like a couple, neither of us were gay, well I wasn't really sure about Jake, but I knew I wasn't, and I don't know why I was worried about his reaction, but I felt a sense of, not loyalty, but maybe a deep friendship with him to just surprise him with Tina visiting.

Now as I sat there clicking through all of the photos of Tina, and Tina and me, I got to thinking deeply about what Jake and I had done last night. I knew I wasn't gay, but I had never before felt such a strong and deep connection with someone as quickly as I did with Jake. Even with Tina, it took a little while before I felt true feelings for her, and we sure didn't break right into having sex within hours of our first meeting. 

I had been in a hurry to leave little old Medford and begin to experience life and boy did I get an awesome first experience. As I looked at Tina's photos scrolling across my computer screen I got to wondering what she would think of what I had done with Jake. Should I even tell her? We had promised to be wholly truthful with each other, but this seemed like it might be best kept a secret. I stopped the pictures scrolling on one with Tina and me and her best girlfriend taken at her parents' cabin in northern Wisconsin last summer. I remember telling Tina that I thought her friend Beth had gotten hotter looking over the past year since she began to develop more womanly curves. Tina jokingly asked if I wanted to have a threesome with her. I remember just blushing and not really saying anything. Then Tina said she would be willing to do it and she said she could talk Beth into joining us if I really wanted to. She followed it up by saying that if we did that, then I'd have to pick a guy friend of mine to do a threesome with at some point with her. I laughed and said 'yeah sure'.

Well back then I would have never imagined that a little over a year later I would have been having sex with another guy, and liking it. But that was before I knew I'd be going off to college and meeting someone like Jake. 

Then I had an idea. It was an idea that both excited me and scared the hell out of me at the same time. I would have to be very careful in the way I broached the subject, with both Tina and Jake. I had to think of a cleaver plan to pull this off without causing too much trouble for myself. Hell, I thought, I'm a college guy now, I should be able to think this through and come up with a good plan, or fuck up my life royally in the process. I figured I would have to somehow work the idea into a conversation with Jake first, since he was here.

Jake came back to the dorm room about an hour later, he had loaded the GPS device with all of his classes destinations, he said 'Hi' and walked up behind me and peeked over my shoulder at the screen. 

"So which one is your girlfriend?" He asked after looking at the photo of me, Tina and Beth. I clicked ahead two photos to one of just Tina.

"This is Tina," I said leaning my head back and looking up at him. "So what do you think?"

"She's hot," He said leaning in a little bit. "I see you like them on the slender side."

"Yeah," I smiled up at him. "Just like you." I laughed, then thought, why the hell did I say that?

"Show me more," He said rolling his desk chair over and sitting beside me. "If you want to that is?"

"Sure, I have shit loads of photos of her in here." I said as I clicked on the folder named 'Tina' and clicked on'slideshow'. "Enjoy." I said and leaned back in my chair. 

I watched the photos fade in and out every five seconds as Jake eyed up Tina as her photos flashed across the screen.

"She's a little hottie," He commented. "How long have you two been together?"

"Since eighth grade," I answered. "So a little over four years now."

"You two look so cute together," He smiled at me. "Is she going to college too?"

"No she's got a job that starts in a couple of weeks back home. She's an artist actually, she can paint really beautifully and plans on going around to flea markets and stuff to sell some of her paintings, just to see if other people like them and would pay for them. But she needed a part time job for some extra spending money to be able to come visit me. I offered to pay her way, but she said she wanted to pay for it herself." I grinned as I thought that was a cleaver way to broach her coming to visit.

"An artist you say, I'd love to meet her, when is she coming to visit you?"

"Funny you should ask," I said turning to look at Jake. "She's actually coming down on Friday."

"For real? This weekend?" Jake smiled at me. "Are you going to introduce us?" He smiled and blinked his eyes and tilted his head and gave me that little puppy dog look. "How long will she be staying and where?"

"Yeah I want to introduce you two." I answered. "But I was thinking we should set a few grounds rules first, maybe."

"Like what?" Jake frowned and pushed his chair back a little.

"Well I was just thinking..." 

"That you don't want her to know about what we did?" Jake asked. "I'm cool with that, it can be just our little secret, and I'd never tell anyone that you didn't want me to tell. I hope you feel the same."

"Yeah," I replied smiling at him. "I'd never tell anyone either without your permission. It's kind of a private thing. But that's not exactly what I was getting at..."

"Well what then?" He asked rolling his chair back close to mine.

"Well, don't take this the wrong way, but I need to ask first."

"Ask away Toby."

"You do like girls too right?"

"Yeah, but not in a truly sexual way. I mean they don't repulse me or anything. I like kissing them and stuff and maybe playing with their boobies, but not like full on sex. Why do you ask?" He leaned in and turned his head to look me in the eye. He smiled that broad toothy smile of his.

"Well last summer she teased me about Beth, the other girl in the first photo. She thought that I wanted to have sex with her, so she asked me if I wanted to do a three way with the two of them."

"You lucky bastard," Jake slapped me on the back. "Did she go through with it, come on tell me."

"No," I laughed. "We didn't get to go through with it, sad to say, although I did jack off to the thought of that quite a few times that summer."

"Aw bummer," Jake laughed. "So why did you ask me about liking girls?"

"Well..." I stammered and blushed. "No, no, never mind."

"Oh no you don't," Jake chided me and grabbed my crotch. "You better tell me or I won't every play with this again." He looked at me and smiled.

"Oh since you put it that way," I laughed. "I'll tell you. You see after she asked me about having a threesome with Beth, I hemmed and hawed for a while but finally said yes I would like that if she wanted to, so she agreed but had one stipulation."

"Oh, what was the stipulation?" Jake asked elongating each syllable of the word individually.

"That if we did it, I would have to pick one of my guy friends and have a threesome with her with him sometime." I blushed and smiled.

"Oh my god," Jake screamed out excitedly, he seemed down right giddy. "Are you trying to ask me what I think you're trying to ask me?"

"Yeah I think so," I said. I turned and looked him in the eye and put my hands on his knees. "So Jake would you like to have a threesome with me and Tina?" I was literally shaking in my seat.

He jumped from his chair and kissed me on the cheek and hugged me.

"Oh god yes Toby, I would love that."

"Whoa, settle down there Jake," I laughed as I hugged him back. "I need to figure out a way to bring it up to her so she doesn't freak out and like dump me or something."

"Oh yeah," Jake sat back down in his chair. "That would totally suck for you. So do you have any ideas?"

"A couple, but nothing set yet," I said. "What about you? How would you try to set it up?"

"Oh wow, I'll need a few minutes with that." Jake laughed. "Hmm, since we are seriously thinking about trying to do this, can I ask something?"

"Sure." I replied. "Ask away."

"Well, ah, do you have any like personal photos of Tina on your computer?"

"Yeah, a few," I smiled. "You want to see them?"

"If you want to show me," He answered. "A little preview of what I will see in a couple of days. Maybe?"

"Maybe?" I smiled at him as I clicked onto the folder labeled private and entered my password to open it. "Hopefully, actually." I said as I rubbed the inside of his leg.

The first photo that appeared on the computer screen was on of Tina sitting on my bed at home without a shirt or bra on. Jake leaned in and looked intently at the picture.

"Oh, nice little titties." He commented.

"Yeah a perfect handful," I replied as I held my hands up and cupped them. "I can hold each one in the palm of my hand."

"I can see her nipples are hard," Jake snickered. "Next one please." He said without looking away from the screen. I clicked to the second photo which was of Tina lying naked on my bed, and I had stood above her and taking the picture.

"Whoa," Jake sighed. "My god she has a hot little body." He leaned in and eyed the screen and then looked up to me. "So does she shave or is that natural?"

"She keeps it trimmed nicely for me." I laughed. Then a tinge of fear fell over me like a black cloud turning a sunny day into a storm. How was I going to explain my new hair style down there to her? Jake sensed my mood change and looked at me and asked shyly.

"What's wrong?"

I turned and looked at Jake and then looked down to my crotch and back up to him. I tried to speak but no words came out.

"Oh my," Jake whispered. "I know what you're thinking. She's gonna wonder about you new haircut, right?"

"Yeah." I muttered. "How the hell can I explain that, she's gonna notice for sure."

"Ah, yeah," Jake laughed. "There's no hiding that. I'm sorry for talking you into letting me do it now." Jake said trying to comfort me.

"No, no," I shook my head. "You didn't talk me into anything, I just wasn't thinking ahead. Oh fuck." I leaned back in my chair and buried my face in my hands.

"It'll be okay," Jake rubbed my shoulder. "We'll think of something, we have a few days, right?"

"Yeah," I shook my head to clear my thoughts. "I hope we can think of something she will believe."

"We will," Jake assured me. "Don't let it bother you too much. We'll think it through and get a good cover story together by Friday."

"I hope so," I sighed and clicked to the next photo to get my mind off of my shaved pubes and how I was going to explain them to Tina. "Oh here's one you'll probably like." I said as the photo appeared. It was one of Tina and me naked lying on my bed.

"Oh yes," Jake laughed. "The best of both worlds here, I can see your hard cock and her titties."

"I thought you'd like that one." I poked him in the side. "So let's see if you really like these photos?" I asked as I reached over and placed my hand on his crotch. I felt his hardness through his jeans. "Yup, feels like you're enjoying them."

"Oh very much so. Especially the last one." Jake smiled. "I can't wait to meet her now."

"Keep clicking through the photos," I told him as I got up and walked over to the foot of my bed. 

"Where are you going?" He asked watching me.

"No where," I replied laughing. "Just keep looking through the photos; unless they don't interest you anymore, I'm just getting something I got for you earlier today."

"You got me something?" He inquired quite inquisitively. "What'd you get me?"

"It's really nothing," I laughed. "I just thought I'd give you this, sort of as a joke, after I was out biking this morning. Especially now that you are enjoying yourself a little too much, since you still have some punishments coming, remember?"

I handed Jake the badly wrapped in newspaper package. He held it and shook it and sat it in his lap. 

"I wonder what it could be." He laughed as he slowly tore at the corner of the paper.

"Well from prior experience, I think it's something you can use and enjoy." I laughed as I sat back down in my chair beside him. He tore the paper back and instantly his cheeks blushed bright red. "You like them?"

"What the hell?" He laughed as he held up a pair of my jockey shorts sealed in a large Ziploc baggy.

"I wore them this morning when I was out biking, I worked up quite a nice sweat," I laughed. "And when I came back to shower and change, I thought it would be a shame to let such moist underwear go to waste, what with you being here and all."

Jake smiled his broad toothy smile at me. I could tell he was extremely excited, yet a little embarrassed. He reached to open the baggy, I stopped him.

"Oh no, hold on there my little underwear sniffing boy." I scolded him. He looked at me with a slightly sad face, as if to say, 'what the hell you give me a great gift and I can't enjoy it.' "My little underwear lover needs to be naked before he can enjoy his gift."

Jake didn't hesitate, he stood up and stripped and stood before me naked and hard, his cock bouncing with excitement.

"Okay, that's better," I said and handed him the baggy. He opened it and put his nose in the bag and inhaled deeply. He smiled and I noticed his hard cock twitching as he sniffed my underwear in the baggy. He reached in and pulled them out, holding them like they were a crystal ball in his hands.

"They're still moist." He smiled widely and held them to his face and sniffed the crotch.

"Yeah I was sweating up a storm out biking," I smiled at him. "And I think without all the hair down there, they got a little wetter then usual."

Jake stood there naked sniffing my still moist sweaty underwear. I watched as he sucked the crotch into his mouth and tried to suck my sweaty goodness from them. I reached out and gently stroked his hard cock as he sniffed and sucked on my underwear. 

"So you like your little gift?"

"Oh god yes Toby." He stopped sniffing and licking my underwear long enough to say and then buried his face back into them.

"Would it be okay if I took some pictures of you doing that?" I asked as I gripped his hard cock tighter.

He nodded approval and mumbled a quite yes through my underwear. I got up and got my camera and started taking snapshots of him as he stood there naked and hard with his face buried in my underwear. I moved around and he began to step into different poses as I clicked away shooting pictures. 

"How daring is my little underwear sniffer?"

"Why?"

"Follow me if you dare." I said as I backed up to the door and opened it and stepped out into the hallway, clicking pictures as I stood in the hall. To my surprise, Jake began to walk towards the door and stepped out into the hallway, my underwear still pressed to his face. He nervously looked up and down the hallway and stood there waiting for me to tell him what to do next. "Play with yourself." I whispered. He reached down with one hand and stroked his little hard cock as I backed up in the hallway towards the windows at the far end, Jake following me like a well trained puppy.

"Stand in front of the window and jack off." I whispered. Jake walked to the window and stroked his cock as he sniffed my underwear. I kept taking pictures as he posed in several poses. "Over here." I whispered and moved to the door of the stairwell and opened it. Jake walked over and stepped into the stairwell and down a couple of steps.

"How far do you want me to go down?"

I couldn't help but laugh thinking of the double meaning of his question. I snapped a few pictures and then waved him back up and into the hallway. I had him do some posing in front of the other dorm room doors and in the hallway before telling him to walk back into our room as I clicked photos of his sexy tight little ass as he walked down the hallway. I closed our door behind us and put the camera down.

"Wow," I said walking up behind him and grabbing his ass. "You're quite the daring little fellow aren't you?"

"When I'm sniffing your sweet moist undies I'll do what ever you tell me to do." He laughed but then got serious and added. "My Master."

"Master," I whispered. "I like the sound of that. So what shall I call you?"

"Whatever you wish to call me Master, for I am yours to do with as you please." He whispered back, grinding his ass in my hands.

"Oh so many names to choose from," I laughed and tightened my grip on his ass. "My 'little underwear boy' sounds sexy, but then so does my 'sex slave', unless of course you would like me to get really raunchy and demeaning?" I felt his ass tighten up and he shuddered as I said that. "Hmm, I'll take that as a yes."

"On your knees you cock sucking cum eater." I yelled at Jake as I slapped his ass firmly. I undid my pants and let them fall to the floor as I pulled my underwear down to my knees. "Suck my cock you little bitch."

Jake pulled my used underwear from his face and sucked my cock into his mouth without hesitation. He reached up and tickled my balls as he sucked and licked my hard cock. He pulled my cock from his mouth and licked all over the areas he had shaved the night before.

"Stop licking," I yelled at him. "You're my cock sucking little bitch, not my crotch licker." Jake sucked my hard cock back into his mouth and sucked me all the way down; I could feel the tip of my cock pressing against his throat. "Yeah, you little cock sucker, suck your master's hard cock." I pulled my cock back until just the head was in his mouth; I looked down at him and gave him his instruction. "When your master is close to cumming, I will pull my cock from your mouth and turn around, when I do, my little ass licking whore, you will wrap my cock with my underwear and jack me off as you tongue fuck your master's asshole."




Higher Education Ch. 05-06



Jake nodded and went back to sucking my cock. After a few minutes I pulled my hard cock free from his sucking lips and turned around and pulled my ass cheeks apart. I felt the wetness of my underwear he had sucked wet earlier wrap around my cock and Jakes hand squeeze my cock and begin to jack me off. At the same time I felt the wonderful feeling of Jake's tongue lick my ass and then press its way into my asshole. It only took about a minute of Jake tongue fucking my asshole and jerking my cock before I exploded my load into my shorts. I stood up and turned around, my underwear still wrapped around my cock. I grabbed my cock and stroked it a couple of times before unwrapping my shorts from around my cock.

"Lick my cock clean you dirty, slutty little boy." I laughed and watched Jake as he licked the cum from my cock. When he had licked me clean, I pulled him up by the hair and held my cum covered shorts out in front of his cock. "Now stroke that hairless little pee pee and cum on my cum covered shorts."

I watched Jake grip his cock tightly and stroke his little hard cock. I began spanking his tight little ass as I yelled at him.

"Cum on my shorts you naughty little cum eater."

Jake was stroking his hard cock faster and faster until he squeezed his cock hard and pulled his hand down to the base of his cock and arched his back as I spanked his ass faster and harder and watched him shot his load of cum unto my shorts that were covered with my cum already. I pushed him down to his knees and shoved my shorts, covered in both of our cum into his face and smeared them all over his face. I pulled my shorts away from his face and told him to hold them. I went over and picked up my camera and began snapping close up photos of Jake's cum covered face.

"Now lick my underwear clean." I ordered him and kept taking pictures as Jake licked and savored our cum from my shorts. I set the camera down and lifted Jake up and kissed him full on the lips. I licked his face and kissed him again. I hugged him tightly, our nakedness felt good as our softening cocks pressed together between us. I gripped his ass and lifted him off the floor as I kissed him. I carried him into the bathroom, gripping his ass tightly in my hands, his legs wrapped around my waist. We entered the shower stall and I released my grip and he stood with me as we felt the warm water cascade down over our bodies. We bathed each other and stepped out of the shower and dried off. I walked out of the bathroom and slipped on a pair of jean shorts and a t-shirt. Jake came out a minute later and walked over to his dresser and opened it and pulled out a pair of shorts.

"No," I yelled. "Oh no you don't, my little sex slave shall remain naked for the rest of the day."

Jake got a puzzled look on his face, but put the shorts back in his dresser and stood there naked staring at me.

"Yup, that's right," I laughed. "Your master wants you to be naked until tomorrow morning."

Jake looked at the clock on the wall, it was only a little after 3 o'clock.

"Really?" He asked shyly.

I sensed maybe I was pushing things a little too far to quickly so I backed down and asked Jake what he wanted to do.

"Well that is what your master would like," I said. "I would like you to stay naked until tomorrow morning, but if you don't feel comfortable with that, you know having just cum and all, I will understand. So I guess it's up to you if you want to be my slave all the time or just when we have sex together. What do you say?"

"I'll be your full time slave," Jake answered as he blushed and stood there naked, trying to figure out how to stand in front of me naked. He stood with his hands to his side, and then switched to having his hands crossed in front of his groin. "It feels kind of weird being naked with you dressed though, especially since I ain't excited right now."

"I know," I laughed. "That's the whole point, to get you to be comfortable being naked wherever and whenever I want you to be even if there isn't any sex stuff happening."

"Oh it looks like I have picked a sinister minded master." Jake laughed as he sat down in his chair and rolled back next to me at my desk. 

"So I suppose we should get back to thinking of what to tell Tina about your haircut and how to get her to join in with our fun times."

We sat and played a couple of games on my computer as we tossed around ideas of how to bring up things with Tina, and how to explain my hair situation. I was past six thirty when we stopped playing games and read over our list of ideas for Tina. I looked at the clock and asked Jake.

"I'm hungry, how about you?"

"Yeah, I didn't realize how late it was, I'm starving actually I didn't even have lunch today."

"Well we can't go out to eat," I laughed looking down at Jakes nakedness. "How about ordering in subs? My treat."

"Sounds good to me, I want a foot long meat sub."

"I bet you do." We both laughed. "But you'll just have to settle for eating a six inch meat sub twice." I added as I stood up and grabbed my crotch.

"Oh double the pleasure." Jake laughed.

I called and ordered from the sub shop a few blocks away. As I closed my cell phone, I had an evil thought.

"So sense I'm paying," I began. Jake interrupted me.

"What?" He asked with a knowing look on his face as to what I was about to say.

"Maybe you should be the one to pay the delivery person." I almost fell out of my chair laughing.

"Are you serious?" Jake turned beet red. "You want me to answer the door naked?"

"Well..." I was laughing so hard I couldn't speak.

"Dude?" Jake pleaded. "Come on man." He was almost begging.

"Well I suppose I could let you wear one article of clothing." I was still laughing. "But then you'd own me something."

"Oh I'd owe you something would I?" Jake was now laughing too. "Just what would I owe you?"

"I'll tell you later," I replied. "First let's see what you will be allowed to wear when you pay the delivery guy."

"That's assuming it's a guy." Jake snickered.

"Yeah it could be a girl," I agreed. "That would be cool. So what's the skimpiest thing you have to wear?"

Jake went over to his dresser; I followed staring at that smooth, tiny, tight ass of his. I watched as he moved things around in the top drawer and then I spotted something. I reached in and pulled out what looked like a fancy jock strap.

"Hmm, what's this?" I asked holding it up.

"It's like a guys g-string." Jake said blushing again.

"So tiny and such a pretty purple," I said holding it up to his chest. "And it goes so beautiful with your dark skin. I think these will do." I handed the skimpy little purple piece of cloth to Jake. "You can put them on now, but once we get our food, they come right off. Understand?"

"Yes master." Jake said with a sarcastic tone. I slapped his bare ass twice rather hard.

"Don't get snippy with me my little sex slave," I commanded with a laugh. "Or else you won't even get to wear them to answer the door."

"I'm sorry master." Jake said trying not to laugh as he slipped on the tiny purple g-string. 

"Damn you look sexy in those." I said as I eyed Jake up and down, the cloth didn't even cover the few short pubes Jake had and it fit snuggly around his cock and balls. When he turned around, his whole ass was still exposed. There was only a thin strip of elastic cloth that ran around his waist and a strip that was buried in the crack of his tight, skinny ass. There were two lace strips hanging down from the cloth pouch that hugged his cock and balls, Jake tied them in a bow just above his cock, tightening the pouch around his genitals. "Well whoever delivers our subs will be getting a sexy eyeful." 

We both laughed and sat down and waited for the knock on the door. Poor Jake I thought, little did he know what I was about to do to him.



Chapter Six : A Special Delivery

It was only a few minutes wait until we heard the knock on the door and a voice call out, "Sub delivery." I handed Jake the money and he got up and walked to the door. He looked back at me and I nodded, he was really blushing now. He opened the door and I could see the young man standing in the hallway, he had a shocked look on his face and stood speechless. Jake just wanted to get our food and close the door, but the poor young man just stood there staring at Jake in his skimpy little purple g-string.

"How much is it?" Jake final asked holding out the money.

"Oh, oh yeah," The young man stammered and looked down at the receipt. "Fourteen eighty five."

That's when Jake noticed I had only given him twelve dollars. Jake looked back at me and snarled. I smiled back.

"Hold on," Jake said apologetically. "I need to get some more money."

As soon as Jake said that I chimed in loud enough for the young man to hear.

"You know you'll need to earn that extra money don't you my cute little slave?" I smiled at Jake and tried not to laugh. He mouthed back to me, 'you fucker' but was smiling and trying not to laugh himself. I wondered how far I could take this and called out. "Come on in guy, what was the total?"

"Fourteen eighty five." The young man said as he stepped into our dorm room, the door closed behind him. His eyes were fixed on Jake. I could tell he was staring at Jakes ass as he stood in front of me waiting for the money.

"Be sure to offer him a good tip." I told Jake as I handed him some more money and winked. Jake turned to walk to the young man and when he did I slapped his ass. The look on the deliver guy's face was priceless. I could tell he liked looking at Jake because I saw a bulge had formed in his pants, and his eyes almost pooped out of his head when I slapped Jake's ass. 

"Here you go," Jake said as he smiled and handed the young man a twenty. "Keep the change."

"Unless you see something else you'd rather have for a tip instead of cash?" I asked, causing Jake to turn his head and glare at me.

The young man was just staring at Jake but then turned to look at me and ask, "What?"

"No, no, that's okay," The young man stammered. "Thanks, but I gotta get back to work."

"Well my cute little friend will be here all night if you change your mind." I said as he turned to leave. "Hopefully your work won't be too hard on you tonight." I joked, saying the word 'hard' real loudly. "We'll see you later then 'Sub Man'."

"Ah, yeah thanks guys." He stammered and looking at Jake one last time before he walked out into the hallway, the door closed behind him.

"Why you little..." Jake laughed as he ran towards me and wrapped his hands around my throat and pretended to strangle me. "I aught to..."

"What?" I asked jokingly. "Did I embarrass my little slave?"

"Oh my god," Jake cried. "I felt so embarrassed, especially when you slapped my ass."

He rubbed his butt where I had slapped him.

"Well since you behaved so nicely, I'll be nice enough to let you keep your little purple goody bag on while we eat." 

"Oh how gracious of you my master." Jake laughed and we went over to the sofa and clicked on the TV and sat down to eat.

As we ate, I thought to myself, what the hell was I doing? I was getting into this way to easily and quickly, and so was Jake, he seemed willing to do whatever I wanted. I looked over to him shoving his sub in his mouth, but he is a real cutie I told myself. Well maybe when school starts up this will wane a little. Not that I really wanted it to, I was having the time of my life.

We had finished eating and were back to throwing ideas back and forth about how to break the news of my shaved crotch and Jake with Tina. I had written down some of the better and serious ideas we had come up with, while disregarding the foolish ones, like greeting her naked at the door with Jake sucking my shaved cock. We were interrupted by a soft knock on the door. I looked over to Jake, he gave me a wide eyed stare, for he was back to being naked, having finished eating he had taken off his little purple g-string, as he was told he had to earlier.

"Who would be knocking on our door at this time of night?" I asked looking at the clock and then back to Jake. "It's almost nine thirty."

"You don't think it's..." Jake began.

"No, I doubt that," I laughed. "It's probably someone else in the dorms or one of the office people. Either way, why don't you go lay down in your bed under the covers like you were going to be going to sleep. I'll be nice and answer the door."

"Thanks," Jake said as he scampered to his bed and ducked under the covers. "I was worried there for a second that you'd make me answer the door naked."

"Oh I wouldn't do that to you so early on as your master." We both laughed as I walked to the door and opened it. There was no one there. I stepped out into the hallway and looked down the hall.

"Hey, hi there," I called out. The young man stopped and turned around. "Oh it's you, what'd you want?" I asked smiling, at the young deliver man, as I stepped a couple steps towards him down the hallway.

"Well I, I, was just hoping that, well maybe..." He was looking down to the floor. "Oh never mind, I shouldn't have come back, I'm sorry." He turned to head towards the stairwell.

"No wait, come back." I called out softly. "You came back for a reason; just tell me, its okay."

He stepped a couple of steps closer to me and glanced up but then looked back down to the floor.

"Well it was just when I delivered earlier, I kind of thought," He paused and looked back up to me. "Well I thought, you know what with the other guy being dressed like that and then you slapping his ass, I just, you know."

"Can I ask, are you gay?" 

"Yes." He answered looking back to the floor.

"That's cool," I said trying to sound reassuring. "We're not, but we like to do different things. Actually we both just met a couple of days ago if you can imagine that." I laughed trying to set him at ease.

"Really, you two just met?" He asked looking up at me. "But neither of you are gay?" He asked sounding saddened.

"No. Well I'm not, not really sure about Jake though. But that doesn't mean we can't enjoy each other in certain ways." I smiled. "I mean me and Jake had a fun time the last two nights, no sense in denying the body a little fun, right?"

"Yeah, I can see that." The young man answered.

"Promise me you won't leave just yet," I urged him. "I just want to pop in and let Jake know I'll be a minute out here, okay?"

"Okay."

"Promise you'll wait," I said. "I'll just be a second."

"I promise." He smiled.

I stepped back into our room; Jake was sitting up on his bed with the covers up to his waist. 

"Who is it?" He asked. "Why where you out there for so long?"

"It's him," I whispered. "The sub guy."

"What?" Jakes eyed popped wide open. "What does he want?"

"I don't know for sure, but I think he wants to have sex with us, or at least you." I laughed. "I'm going back out to talk to him and see what he is into, and if he just wants to like suck you, or both of us off, do you want to let him?"

"It's up to you my master." Jake smiled his toothy smile. 

"Aw, awesome response," I smiled back. "Put your little purple thingy back on, just in case."

"Okay." Jake said sliding out from under the covers. I stepped back out into the hallway, the young man was still there, looking nervous and staring down at the floor.

"Oh I'm glad you stayed," I began. "My names Toby," I added extending my hand. He gripped my hand softly and shook it.

"I'm Brody."

"Nice to meet you Brody, my friends name is Jake inside."

"Yeah I remember you saying his name when you slapped his ass earlier." He blushed when he said that.

"Well Jake wants to know, and so do I, but he wants to know before I invite you in, just what you want or expect."

"Well I was hoping," He looked back down to the floor as he blushed again. "I guess I was hoping to see more of him and you too of course, and maybe if you guys would let me do something for you."

"Like suck our cocks?" I whispered.

"Yeah, I guess." He blushed even redder.

"Well if I invite you in, I am sure that can be arranged," I said as I reached out and touched his shoulder. "But I need to tell you what we have going on inside. Jake is like my slave. We worked that out after our first night, so I am like the master of the dorm room."

"Cool." He looked up at me and smiled.

"I think I could use another slave," I smiled back. "If you're interested in that?"

"Yes," He almost yelled. "Yes I would be very interested in that."

"So if I invite you in you'll be my second slave?"

"Yeah, yes I would be."

"Okay then, but once you step through the door you must obey me and call me Master Toby, okay?"

"Yes Master Toby." He quickly replied.

I opened the door for him and noticed the bulging front of his pants as he walked in. I paused for a second and wondered just what the hell was I doing and what was happening with me, before I walked in and closed the door. A big smile on my face.



Higher Education Ch. 05



As soon as Katie's climax was over, Abigail pulled away. Now her face was as wet as Katie's had been. She had a Cheshire cat grin on her face. She pulled Katie up and took her hand. Then she walked around the desk and stepped in front of me. She sat on the desk and leaned back. I turned to Katie and looked at her. She was smiling now. 

"Put him in me Katie," Abigail hissed excitedly. "I want to fuck him until he cums and then you are going to eat me again. That's your punishment for sneaking around my back."

I almost laughed. Some punishment, I thought. 

Katie reached down and wrapped her hand around my pulsing shaft. The warmth of her soft hand almost made me climax. Fortunately she didn't squeeze or pump me; she simply pulled me closer to Abigail's wet vagina. Then she positioned the swollen head at the entrance to Abigail's dripping hole. She slowly fed my penis in.

I fought to keep my hips still. If I started to pump her now I was sure I would climax. I watched as my penis disappeared inside the older woman. Finally, Katie had to pull her hand from my penis and the remaining inches slipped inside. Both Abigail and I moaned.

Abigail lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist. Her heels dug into my ass, signaling me that it was time to move. 

I pulled my penis out slowly and then threw my hips forward until I was all the way inside her again.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Abigail moaned and gasped for breath.

I didn't let her catch her breath as I began to move rapidly in and out. When I turned to Katie I saw her staring at our sex organs. Her face looked like a child at Christmas. I assumed that she had never witnessed anyone having sex before. I began to move faster, creating a sucking sound. 

I felt Katie place her hand on my naked buttocks and she began to push me forward like I needed help. I turned and looked at her. Her mouth was open and her breathing was rapid again. She was clearly excited. I reached behind her head and grasped a pigtail. I pulled her lips roughly to mine. 

"Mmmmm!!!" Katie moaned as my tongue entered her mouth like my penis was entering Abigail.

I was lost in the kiss when I felt Abigail tense. I had almost forgotten about her. I pulled away from Katie and watched as the older woman began to convulse in pleasure. Her grasping vagina was more than I could take. With a bellow I unleashed my sperm deep into the still climaxing woman. I could feel Katie's fingers digging into my ass cheeks as she pressed me forward. 

Soon my balls were empty and my penis began to wilt. I looked down and watched it slip out of Abigail's stretched hole. I took a deep breath and stepped back, falling heavily into the chair behind me. A second later I watched Katie go to her knees and take my place. Her head blocked my view of Abigail's vagina so I couldn't see what Katie was doing. However, I could hear the sucking sounds. Then I saw Abigail wrapped her legs around her head again and she grasped her pigtails, letting out a groan of pleasure as she pulled her head forward.

I watched in fascination as Katie's head moved back and forth and then up and down. It was obvious that she had done this more than once. However, I was pretty sure that she hadn't done it when Abigail was filled with cream. 

It didn't take long before I heard Abigail gasping. Her hips lifted from the desk and she tensed as another climax rushed through her. When she settled back down, Katie didn't stop. She continued to eat her until she climaxed several more times. I saw Katie trembling several times and wondered if she had climaxed as well. 

A short time later Abigail pushed Katie's head away, got up from the desk, then went around to her chair again. She straightened her clothes, put her glasses on and sat down. Katie stood up next to me and we looked at Abigail. "You two may go now. I hope you learned your lesson." Her lips curled up in an almost imperceptible smile. Then she picked up a paper on her desk and began to read.

Katie and I knew that it was time to go. We left her office and walked down the hallway in silence. Now that the excitement was over we both seemed a little embarrassed. However, before we stepped outside the building I stopped and pulled Katie back. I looked at her face and saw concern. She knew what was coming.

"Katie, how did Abigail know about us?"

She looked away from me and her face flushed. She hesitated.

I waited.

"I... I... told her." She looked up at me with pleading eyes. "I'm sorry," she said. "Abigail has a way of getting things out of me."

I tried to look mad but it was impossible. I pulled her to me and kissed her. I could feel her the tension in her body ease. The kiss lasted for a long time, gradually turning passionate. I realized that there might still be people in the building and pushed Katie back. "Are we still on for Friday night?" 

Katie's eyes sparkled and she smiled brightly. "Yes."

"See you then," I said and kissed her briefly again. As we parted I felt excitement at the thought of what Friday night would bring.

Chapter 3

I was a little late getting to Katie's house because I stopped to pick up some flowers. I felt my heart flutter when she opened the door and I saw her smiling face. She was dressed in a lime green cocktail dress that was cut in a V down her chest. Thin straps held it up, running across her shoulders. The soft cotton flowed down her trim waist and was tight across her hips. It was modestly short on her thighs. 

"Wow, you look great," I said as I handed her the flowers.

"Thank you," she answered.

I leaned forward and kissed her gently. She lifted up and prolonged the kiss, pushing her sweet tongue into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her body to me as the kiss grew passionate. My hands slipped down her waist to grasp the soft cheeks of her buttocks. I could feel my penis begin to harden.

Katie broke the kiss and pushed me back. "Later," she whispered. "I have dinner on." With that she took my hand and led me into the house. 

I sat on the sofa as she hurried off to get me a glass of wine. When she came back she curled up next to me on the sofa. We tapped our glasses together and then sat silently for a few moments.

"Katie..."

"Jim..."

We both started to talk at the same time then stopped and laughed. 

"You first," I said.

"Uh... I don't really know where to start. I guess I just wanted to explain about... about... you know, what happened in Abigail's office."

"You don't have to explain anything."

"I want to because I don't want you to think that I set you up. I... I didn't know what Abigail was going to do."

"I know that. I could see that you were as surprised as I was."

"Abigail has a way of getting what she wants. My relationship with her started right after she hired me. I'm embarrassed to say that I went along with it because of my job."

"I know, so did I."

"But that's not why I do it now," Katie said and I saw her face flush. She continued. "Abigail taught me things... things that amazed and excited me. Until her, I had never even thought of another woman. The first time... the first time we did it, I was shocked and embarrassed. But I was also determined to keep my job. It paid twice what anyone else offered me. After the first time together, each time was a little easier, until finally, I had to admit that I liked it." 

Katie paused and looked at me expectantly.

"You got paid twice what anyone else offered you? I only got a 20% increase." I said. Then I smiled.

Katie smiled back and slapped me on the shoulder. "I'm trying to be serious."

"All right, I'll behave. The truth is that she made me an offer I couldn't refuse either. I was surprised when I realized that there was more to the job then met the eye. I wasn't totally naive but I wasn't all that experienced either."

Katie looked down at her wine glass and then continued almost shyly. "We've been doing something almost every week since I started here. I guess that I've used it as an excuse not to find my own relationship. I used her as my sexual outlet. Then you came along. After... after we went to the beach together I thought I could resist her." She paused and took a drink of her wine. "But when she told me to come to her office the next day, I couldn't say no. I realized that I still need her. I know it's wrong but the excitement I get when we are together is more that anything I have ever felt with anyone... that is until you."

I looked at her, trying to keep my expression neutral. 

"I care a lot for you Jim. Maybe more than a lot, but... but... I'm confused." Katie's eyes started to well up with tears.

"I understand Katie," I said and reached up to caress her face. She turned her face and kissed my hand. "I'm not going to judge you. And I certainly don't think any the less of you. If I did, I would have to condemn my own actions. I care for you too Katie. In fact... in fact," I said and paused. "Katie, I think I'm in love with you."

Katie's tears overflowed and began to stream down her cheeks. However, her face brightened and she said, "I love you too Jim."

She fell into my arms and our lips met. Then I pulled away and took her wine glass and mine and sat it on the coffee table. I pulled her back into my arms and kissed her again. When my hand found her breast, she moaned into my mouth and lifted her chest toward me. I slipped my hand down her top and squeezed the soft orb. I could feel the nipple harden in my palm. Then I pried my lips from hers and began to kiss down her neck, leaving little love bites along the way. 

"God Jim," Katie gasped when I lifted her breast from the top of her dress.

My lips found the nipple and I began to suck. Just at that moment a bell went off in the kitchen.

Katie reluctantly pulled her breast from my lips and said, "Dinner is almost ready."

I moaned and tried to pull her back but she pushed away and hurried to the kitchen. A few minutes later we were sitting at the dining room table eating by candlelight. The food was delicious and I was surprised that Katie was such a good cook. However, my excitement at being so close to her took away some of the pleasure of the food.

When dinner was over, Katie got up and came around and sat on my lap. We kissed for a few minutes. My hand reached for her thigh. I was surprised when she stopped me. She stared into my eyes for a moment and then stood and took my hand. I followed her as she led me down the hall and into the bedroom.

I guess that I shouldn't have been surprised that the bedroom was ready for us. There were pretty lavender satin sheets on the turned down bed. The lights were low and there was soft music playing. I took Katie into my arms and pulled her close. We started to dance slowly. I caressed her back as my hands slowly slipped lower. When I reached her buttocks I could feel the heat of her skin through the thin material. She wasn't wearing panties. I pulled her to me, pressing my hard penis to her stomach. I knew that she could feel it.

I kissed her lips again as my hands reached for the straps of her dress. I gently lowered them until the top of her dress fell from her breasts. Then I pushed it over her waist and let it fall to the floor. I pulled her back to me and we began to dance again. She was entirely naked now except for a pair of high heels. I was still fully dressed. 

Katie reached down and grasped my shaft through my pants. I moaned and she looked up at me. "Make love to me Jim," she whispered.

"Are you sure?" I asked. I'm not sure what I would have done if she had said no. I stared into her eyes and saw an incredible look of love.

"Yes," she whispered. 

I pushed her back until she was seated on the bed. Then I knelt at her feet. "God you're beautiful." I gazed at her body. 

Katie blushed prettily.

I tore my eyes from hers as I slowly pushed her thighs apart. Suddenly I was staring at her sweet vagina. Then I bent forward and began to kiss down her lightly freckled thigh. The skin was incredibly soft and warm under my lips. As I neared her center, I could smell her excitement. The sweet aroma excited me. I lifted her legs and spread them further open. My heart began to pound in my chest as I stared at her hairless vagina. It was swollen and dripping. I lowered my mouth.

"Ohhhhhh Godddd!!!" Katie cried as she lifted her hips to my mouth.

I moaned as her swollen outer lips caressed my cheeks as my tongue sought her hole. I pushed in deep and found that there was a pool of juice deep inside. I dipped my tongue in to it and brought it back to my mouth. A little moan escaped my lips. Suddenly, my mouth went wild. I sucked the swollen inner lips into my mouth over and over before pushing them out and searching for her clit. I found the sensitive little pea hidden under a protective covering of skin. I felt her jump when I lapped my tongue across the swollen nub. Then I sucked it into my mouth. Katie screamed and grabbed my head. I could feel her body trembling as she climaxed. 

"Oh God, oh God, oh God," she moaned over and over as her climax raged through her. 

I continued to suck and lick her for a long time. I think she had several more small climaxes. I don't know how long I would have stayed there if she hadn't pushed my head away. I backed away but continued to kiss her swollen sex and the soft skin on her thighs. 

Finally I felt her lift my face from between her legs. She looked down at me and whispered, "Fuck me Jim. I need you inside me."

I stood up and hastily removed my clothes. When I was totally naked I stood in front of her. I grasped my penis and moved my hand up and down. I could see her eyes devouring my body. 

"I want that in me," she gasped. "I want that big cock in my virgin pussy."

A tremor rushed through my body at her naughty words. My knees suddenly became very weak. 

We crawled onto the cool sheets and I took her in my arms, pressing my lips to hers again. She didn't seem to mind that they were soaked with her juices. Then I kissed down her chest until my lips found her nipples again. Soon she was squirming under me on the slippery sheets. My finger found her swollen sex and slipped inside. It was tight, wet and warm. 

"Mmmmm!!!" Katie moaned and her vagina pulsed around my finger. 

It felt so tight that I wondered how I was going to get my penis inside. I added a second finger and worked both in and out. She opened her legs wide and let me gently stretch her. When I thought she was ready, I pulled away and crawled between her legs. She opened them wide for me then wrapped them around my waist. I lowered myself slowly until my penis head touched her vagina. It slipped down between the swollen lips but didn't enter her hole. 

Katie frantically reached between us and took my penis in her hand. She guided it to her hole. 

"Oh God," I moaned as the head slipped inside. I looked down and saw that Katie's face was a mask of concentration. She was breathing heavily through her open mouth. 

I pressed slowly downward. I could feel her tight sphincter muscles resisting. But I was insistent and pushed harder. About half my penis slipped inside. I stopped when I heard Katie whimpering. I thought that I might be hurting her. 

"No... no... no... don't stop!" she gasped.

"Are you ready?" I asked.

Her answer was to wrap her arms around my neck and lock her legs around my waist.

I pushed once more and my entire penis slipped inside her.

We both gasped in pleasure and relief. 

I froze with my penis all the way inside and my balls lying gently on her wet lips. I could feel Katie's heart beating in her chest. The rhythm matched mine. Her stretched lips felt tight around the base of my penis.

After several minutes, I felt Katie's hips begin to move. When they did, I gently pulled a little way out and pushed back inside. I did it again, pulling almost all the way out with just the head inside. Her tight hole squeezed the head like a vise. I could feel her slick membranes caressing me, trying to draw me back in. 

"Oh God Jim... please... please," Katie begged.

I was too excited to tease her. I dropped my weight, forcing every inch of my shaft deep into her hole.

"Ahhhhheeee!!!" Katie screamed as her hole opened to take me to the bottom.

I began to move my hips up and down, slowly building the tempo until I was pounding into her. She took everything I had and lifted up for more. 

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me Jim."

I doubled my effort, driving down with such force that the bed squeaked under the strain. There was a rasping sound as our bodies writhed on the satin sheets.

Suddenly Katie squeezed me tightly with her legs and pushed up into me before she froze. She gasped and suddenly her body began to convulse under me. I held on, continuing to pound her as her climax peaked. I felt my balls begin to tighten. "Oh God Katie, I'm getting close," I gasped. I was trying to warn her. However, when she didn't answer, I said, "Should I pull out?" I asked the question because I wasn't sure if she was on any kind of birth control.

"No... no... I want you're cum in me. Please cum in meeee!!!" she screamed and began to climax again.

My penis pulsed and explosions went off in my head. "I love you," I gasped as I filled her womb with my seed.

Epilog

The door to my classroom opened and I saw Katie come in. 

"Where're the kids?" I asked.

"They are staying with Aunt Abigail this evening."

"Oh really," I said and smiled.

"Yes. Maria and Juan are coming over for dinner and then the four of us are going to have a little fun."

I smiled brightly and thought of Maria and her husband Juan. It had been a couple months since we had gotten together for a night of mutual loving. As Katie sat on my lap, I counted my blessings: A great wife and kids, a great job teaching horny students, and incredibly sexy friends. What more could a man ask?

The End.



Higher Education Ch. 07



Chapter Seven : A Real 'Sub' Man

Jake was standing by the sofa when I entered and closed the door. Brody was standing about six feet into the room and staring directly at Jake, who was once again in his little purple g-string.

"Jake, this is Brody," I said as I stepped up behind Brody and put my arm around his shoulder. Brody shuddered a little when he felt my arm around him. "Brody, this is Jake."

"Hi yeah Brody." Jake smiled and stepped forward extending his hand.

"Hi Jake." Brody smiled back and shook Jake's hands all the while staring at his body.

"So Jake," I said as I walked around Brody. "Brody here wants to be my slave too. What do you think of that?" Brody blushed red, I think he was a little shocked that I would just come out and say it so nonchalantly.

"Whatever pleases my Master pleases me." Jake said playing right along with me.

"Excellent," I exclaimed and walked over to Jake and ran my hand down his chest and over his crotch, his cock beginning to harden in its little purple cage. "Getting a little excited are we?" I softly whispered in Jakes ear. His wide toothy smiled ran across his face.

"This is all natural," I turned to Brody as I caressed Jakes chest and stomach. "Jake's a Texas hairless." I laughed. "No shaving required with his breed."

"Really?" Brody muttered through gasping breaths, I could tell he was surprised to hear that as his eyes were transfixed on Jakes smooth body, and from the movement of the bulge in the front of his jeans, it excited him too.

"Yeah, really," I confirmed and placing my hands on Jake's shoulders, I slowly turned him around and caressed his back and exposed ass. "Not even a little peach fuzz." I continued moving my hand down his leg. "Not even on his legs. He's so silky smooth all over." I continued as I turned Jake back around. "Except for this little thin patch of short pubes, and even they are soft and plush."

From the way Brody was moaning and blushing, and from the steady throbbing of his cock through his jeans, I thought the poor guy might cum right there without even being touched.

"I sense that you like what you're seeing?" I asked Brody as I walked over and stood beside him.

"Yes Master Toby." He stammered between gasps of breath.

I saw a strange look form on Jakes face when Brody spoke. It was a look of bewilderment mixed with excitement. I could tell he was as surprised as I was about Brody's willingness to become a slave to someone he just met. But then most anyone would have agreed to a lot of things if an almost naked Jake was standing in front of them acting as a potential prize.

"You learn quickly my slave," I praised Brody and reached out and tugged on the sleeve of his t-shirt. "Now let's see how well you can follow orders. Strip down to your underwear." I commanded and stepped back to where I was between him and Jake, but off to the side.

Brody quickly pulled his shirt off over his head and tossed it on the back of the chair to his right. He kicked off his sneakers and pushed them under the chair with his right foot. He undid the belt in his jeans and unsnapped the snap and pulled the zipper down. He pulled his jeans down as he lifted his left leg and pulled the pants off over his foot, then quickly moving to stand on his left foot, raised his right foot and pulled his jeans off completely and tossed them over his shirt on the chair.

"My socks to Master Toby?" He asked.

"Yes." I commanded as I stepped behind him and picked up his pants and pulled the leather belt through the loops on his jeans. "I might be using this later." I said as I folded the belt in half and held it in both hands and then snapped the belt. I don't know who jumped higher when they heard the crack of the belts leather slapping unto itself, Brody or Jake. "Oh I have everyone's attention now." I laughed.

I circled Brody and stood off to his right in front of him. His body wasn't bad. It wasn't anything like Jakes sexy ass body, but still he was a handsomely cute fellow in his underwear. He stood about an inch taller than me, and I guessed about twenty pounds heavier. He wasn't fat or overweight by any means; he just wasn't toned like me or slender like Jake. I'm guessing he was a sports star in high school but since then he hadn't done much as for working out or trying to stay in shape. His stomach was flat, but not defined like mine, his chest had a little definition and I saw his nipples were rock hard, just like his cock which was straining to be released from the confines of his dark blue fruit of the looms. I could see where with a little work he would have great abs and pecs. But he gave a wonderful contrast to Jakes body. His skin was pale, not a sun lover I thought, and his upper body was virtually hairless except for a growing treasure trail that was a little thicker than mine had been before Jake trimmed it down. His legs were covered in a thin layer of blondish hair with the majority of it sticking out around the leg holes of his underwear. Down his thighs the hair thinned out until just below the knees where it got thicker and darker all the way down to his ankles. His ass stuck out nicely, a beautiful 'bubble butt' as they say, and it looked to be firm under his fruit of the looms. I reached out and squeezed his left butt cheek.

"Nice and firm, I like that." 

Brody shuddered and again I thought he was on the verge of having an orgasm when my hand touched his ass. 

"You're really excited aren't you slave Brody?" I asked and rubbed his ass a little.

"Yes Master Toby." He whimpered, his breathing had become labored.

"Well you better remove those undies so your Master can see what you're packing before you cum in your shorts and spoil everyone's fun."

"Yes Master Toby," Brody gasped. "But your slave promises to not spoil your fun even if I do cum to quickly Master Toby, your slave will be willing to perform either way."

Brody pulled the front of his underwear out to unhook the waist band from his hard cock and pulled them down. He bent down and stepped out of them and tossed them to the chair with the rest of his clothes. His hard cock looked to be about seven inches long, but it curved a little to his left and also upwards, unlike mine and Jakes hard cocks which pointed directly out and were straight. 

Brody now stood naked in front of me and Jake, two guys he delivered subs to just a few hours ago. I wondered if he had envisioned this when he woke up this morning, I know for sure I hadn't.

"So Jake?" I asked walking over and putting my arm around Jake, the two of us stood eyeing Brody's naked body up and down. "What do you think of my new slave?"

"He's a tad hairy don't you think?"

"Yes, I must agree," I commented. "But I know a good barber who can take care of that later on. Isn't that right Jake?"

"Yes Master." Jake smiled at me.

I walked over to my dresser and retrieved a condom and walked back to Brody and handed it to him.

"Put this on," I ordered. "You look like you might cum any second and I would hate to have to punish you severely for spilling your seed all over our floor or furniture."

"Yes Master Toby." Brody answered as he took the package and tore it open and placed the condom on the tip of his hard cock and rolled it down along the shaft until it rolled into his pubes.

"So slave Brody," I began as I walked around his naked body. "Would you like me to tell Jake to take off his little purple undies?"

"Yes Master Toby." He whimpered excitedly.

"Well then tell me this," I snapped his leather belt in my hands. "How many times would you want you Master to slap your ass with your belt to get to be allowed to see what Jake has hidden in that little purple cloth?"

"I don't know Master Toby." Brody was literally shaking, his legs were unsteady and his hard cock was bouncing wildly.

"Well you need to tell your Master how many slaps on your ass it would be worth to gaze upon Jakes beautiful cock and balls, and trust me slave, they are so fucking beautiful. Other wise, your Master will decide on a ridiculous number like one hundred." I snapped the belt again.

"Would five be enough Master?"

"What do you think Jake?" I asked looking at Jake, who was grinning from cheek to cheek.

I stepped in front of Brody and holding the belt in both hands, moved my hands closer together so that the belt formed a big oval with one part looping up over the top of his hard cock and the other half looping down under his cock, I placed the belt almost at the center of his seven inch cock. I slowly pulled my hands apart until the belt was about an inch above and below his cock. Without warning I quickly pulled my hands away from each other causing the two pieces of the belt to slap together with his hard cock in between them making a dull snap as they somewhat softly but firmly crack upon his cock. Brody almost doubled over and nearly fell to the floor; he sucked in his breath and moaned.

"Hmm," Jake said rubbing his chin. "Maybe ten spanks on the ass and five more of those on his cock."

"Oh god." Brody whimpered, a couple of tears crept out of the corner of his eye. 

"Sounds good to me Jake," I turned and winked at Jake who was now grinning so much all you could see was his beautiful pearly whites encased in his dark skinned face. "Well slave Brody; it's up to you now."

"Yes Master Toby."

"Is that a yes to the ten spanks on your ass and the five cock cracks?"

"Does he take it off before or after Master Toby?" He whimpered.

"I'll order him to take it off first slave Brody, so you can see what you are being spanked for." I half laughed.

"Then yes Master Toby, I agree."

"You agree to the ten spanks on your bare ass and five cracks on your hard cock?" I asked to make sure he understood what was going to happen.

"Yes Master Toby." He sighed as he wiped away the tears from his eyes.

"Very well my slave," I commended him before turning to Jake. "Well Jake, show him what you have for him."

Jake slowly reached down and untied the lace bow strings the kept the cloth bag tightened around his cock and balls. I watched as Brody's eyes grew bigger as he stared down at Jakes crotch. Jake teasingly pulled the elastic strap down from around his waist and tugged at the cloth to free his genitals from their purple cloth prison. He let go of the cloth and let it fall to the floor and quickly kicked the g-string across the room and now stood there in all his naked glory. His hard five and a half inch cock was pointing straight out at Brody, who stood there with his mouth agape and sounded like he was panting. I walked over to Jake and rolled his balls in my hand and stroked his cock a couple of times.

"Isn't he just the cutest?" I asked looking back to Brody.

"Oh yes Master Toby, oh god yes." He whimpered.

I walked back over to Brody and raised the belt beside his face.

"So is it worth what you're about to get."

"Yes Master Toby," Brody mumbled as he glanced at the belt and then back to Jakes cock. "Oh yes Master Toby."

I raised the belt behind Brody and waited for a few seconds before bringing it down sharply across his bare ass. It made a loud crack as it struck flesh. Brody whimpered. I raised the belt again and brought it down across his ass, but this time with a more glancing blow, it cracked again and he shuddered and whined out a muffled 'OW!'.

"Only eight more to go slave Brody," I said as I moved in front of him. "Can you handle them?"

"Yes Master Toby." He whimpered as a couple more tears rolled down his right cheek.

I held the belt in front of him and looped it around his cock. His cock kept twitching as he kept staring at Jakes nakedness in front of him. I pushed my hands together and then quickly pulled them apart making the belt snap loudly as it closed in on the center of his cock. He yelped and fell to one knee, panting wildly. After a few seconds he stood back up, his eyes filled with tears but still glued to Jakes cock. I looped the belt around his cock again, but this time holding it just over the head of his cock. I looked down and lined the belt up to that when I snapped it, it would land with half the leather on the head of his cock. I pushed my hands together and then pulled them quickly apart and snapped the belt around his hard cock. This time he yelped louder and fell to both knees. He stayed kneeling on the floor bent over for about fifteen seconds before standing back up. When he stood up I saw the reservoir tip of the condom filled with cum. I raised the belt and slapped his ass, as I did his cock pulsated and he began to orgasm fully, causing the end of the condom to swell up as he pumped his cum into the condom. I watched as the head of his cock was covered with his cum and it oozed down the inside of the condom.

"Oh my slave has cum so soon," I sighed pretending to be disappointed. "And just when I was thinking about letting you suck that beautiful little hairless cock over there." I said pointing to Jake.

"Master Toby," Brody pleaded. "Your slave is willing to still suck your Jakes cock or yours my Master."

"Well that impresses your master," I praised Brody. "You are pleasing your master well my slave."

I reached down and with one hand formed a ring with my thumb and forefinger and circled the base of Brody's cock, I ran my hand down the still hard shaft, forcing his cum into the tip of the condom. I pulled the condom out from the head of his cock and pinched it off as I rolled the condom off his cock, making sure to capture all of his cum inside the condom. Once I had the condom off I told Brody to get on his knees, he did so quickly.

"Crawl on your knees slave and suck that beautiful cock you've been admiring." I ordered. Brody quickly crawled over to Jake and raised his hands out to grip Jakes hips; I quickly brought the belt down across Brody's ass, hard.

"No one said you could touch him," I barked and slapped his ass again. "I said to suck his cock."

"Yes Master Toby. I am sorry Master Toby." Brody whimpered. He then leaned his head in and sucked Jakes hard cock into his mouth and proceeded to fuck his cock with his lips.

"Yeah slave Brody, suck that cock like a good little whore." I yelled out and brought the belt down across his ass twice. "So how many spanks on your ass was that slave?"

"I don't know Master Toby," Brody released Jakes cock long enough to respond. "I am sorry but I lost count Master Toby." He instantly sucked Jakes hard cock back into his mouth.

"Well then it's back to zero my slave." 

Brody kept sucking Jake, bobbing his head up and down the length of his hard cock. After about three minutes of watching Brody suck on Jakes cock, I figured I should get in on the fun myself. I grabbed a fistful of Brody's shoulder length blonde locks and pulled his mouth off of Jakes cock and lifted him up to a standing position.

"You seem to have a very talented mouth my little slave," I commented as I slowly rubbed my index finger around his lips. "I think your Master would like to experience your oral talents."

"Yes Master Toby." He replied, sucking my finger into his mouth.

"It looks like he'll suck anything," I turned to Jake and laughed. "So how was his mouth?"

"Awesome Master Toby," Jake answered, I was surprised to hear him call me 'Master'. "But not as nice as yours Master."

"Would you like to see what your Master's body looks like and suck your Master's cock?" I asked Brody as I gently pulled his head back by his hair while he continued to suck my finger.

"Yes Master Toby he mumbled without releasing my finger from his mouth. I pulled my finger free from his mouth.

"Remove my clothes then slave." I ordered Brody as I reached out and stroked Jakes hard cock. 

Brody began by unbuttoning my shirt and gently pushing it back off my shoulders, he paused and looked up at me and asked, "May I kiss or lick your body as I strip you Master Toby?"

"Yes, slave, you may use your mouth or tongue anywhere on my body that you so wish my slave." I replied.

Brody pushed my shirt back farther until it slipped down my arms, I pulled my right hand free from the sleeve and let the shirt fall down my left arm and encase my hand as I kept stroking Jakes cock with my left hand. Brody leaned in and kissed my nipples and then licked his tongue all over my chest and down my stomach to my belly button where he rolled his tongue around and darted it into my innie. He went back to kissing down my neatly trimmed, thanks to Jake, treasure trail. He was kissing my belly across the top of my pants as he worked his hands to undo and slowly pulled down my pants and underwear at the same time. When my pants and shorts were at my ankles I lifted one foot at a time and he pulled them off and I stood there naked in front of him. He gazed up to me and smiled as he then stared at my neatly trimmed cock.

"Barber Jake did my hair," I laughed. "Later he will do yours."

Brody nodded and lowered his mouth over my cock and started to suck me hard and deep. I handed the belt to Jake and nodded down to Brody. Jake took the belt and slapped it across Brody's ass.

"Harder Jake." I ordered.

Jake slapped Brody's ass again, harder this time and Brody clinched his jaws around my cock when he felt the sting of the belt on his ass.

"Spank him again Jake, three times in a row this time."

Jake brought the belt down across Brody's ass three times, each time I could feel Brody's body tighten up and his jaws would clinch down around my cock. He looked up at me as he sucked my cock and Jake spanked his ass with the belt, a tear rolled out of the corner of his eye.

"That's enough." I said and stepped back, having to forcibly pull my cock from the suctioning action of Brody's mouth. Brody looked up at me with a sorrowful look. "Don't worry my slave; you'll be being feed again soon enough." Brody smiled.

I walked over to Jake and led him by the hand to the sofa where I had him lay down on his back. I picked up the condom and squeezed out Brody's cum unto Jakes hard cock; it coated the head and ran down the shaft.

"Lick your cum off Jakes cock you little cock sucking cum eating bitch." I ordered Brody as I brought the belt down across his ass. Brody quickly bent down and stuck his tongue out and began to lick his own cum from off of Jakes hard cock. I kept spanking Brody's ass with the belt until he had eaten all of his cum from Jakes cock. "That was a good cum eating bitch."

I knelt down by Jake and whispered into Jakes ear, he nodded and smiled his big toothy smile. I got up and walked to the end of the sofa and lifted Jakes legs and spread them apart.

"Lick Jakes asshole slave," I ordered and watched Brody kneel down behind Jakes and began darting his tongue into Jakes asshole. "Get it nice and wet for your Master." After a couple of minutes I pushed Brody away from Jakes ass and stood between Jakes legs. "Now slave Brody, suck Jakes cock while I fuck his tiny tight ass.

Brody bent down and sucked Jakes hard cock into his mouth as I pressed my cock against Jakes asshole. I slide the tip of my cock into Jakes asshole as I watched Brody suck Jakes cock. I began to fuck Jakes asshole deep and fast.

"Make Jake cum before your Master cums in his ass." I ordered Brody. Brody began sucking faster and harder. He was caressing Jakes chest and stomach and pinching his hard nipples and rubbing his legs and tickling his balls as he sucked hard and deep on Jakes cock. "You better hurry up; your Master is almost ready to cum."

Brody was doing his best to make Jake cum, and just before I was ready to climax in Jakes asshole, he succeeded. Jakes cock exploded its cum into Brody's mouth, it must have been a good load for Brody gagged a little but managed to keep sucking and swallow all of Jakes cum without letting any of it escape from his mouth. Just as Jake was ending his orgasm, I exploded into his asshole; I thrust my hard cock deep into Jakes ass and felt his anus milk my cock dry. I pulled my cum covered cock from Jakes asshole just as Brody raised his head from Jakes cock. I reached down and grabbed Brody by his golden locks and shoved my cock into his mouth.




Higher Education Ch. 07



"Clean your Masters cock you dirty little bitch slave." I barked at him. Brody sucked and licked my cock until it was completely clean. I dragged Brody by his hair to the end of the sofa and shoved his face into Jakes ass.

"Now suck your Masters cum from Jakes asshole." 

Brody eagerly stuck out his tongue and licked up my cum that was running down the crack of Jakes ass. He then licked Jakes asshole and forced his tongue inside Jakes ass and locked his lips around Jakes asshole and sucked for all he was worth, being rewarded with a mouthful of my cum as Jake used his anus muscle to force my cum out of his asshole and into Brody's mouth. After licking Jakes asshole to be sure it was cleaned of all my cum, I let Brody stand up. His cock was hard again and throbbing.

"Lay down on the floor slave." I ordered Brody. He quickly lay down on his back. Jake and I started caressing his entire body, just barely touching his skin, causing his entire body to begin to spasm. As Jake kept caressing him I reached up and tightly gripped his cock and began to jack him off. It only took about ten strokes and he was shooting his cum all over his chest and stomach. I tightened my grip on his hard cock and slowly stroked his cock up and down squeezing it harder on the up stroke and releasing my grip a little on the down stroke. When he was fully spent, I ran my fingers through his cum on his chest and stomach and scooped it up and spread it on his lips. Brody eagerly lick his own cum from my fingers.

"Well how was that my new slave?"

"Awesome Master Toby."

I stood up and so did Jake.

"You can get up now."

Brody stood up and looked at me and Jake.

"So would you like to be our slave again?" I asked him.

"Yes Master Toby."

"Well here's the deal," I said. "Leave me your number and I will call you tomorrow or Thursday and let you know what's up. Me and Jake need to talk some things through, but if you are serious, we'd love to have you over again."

"Yes Master Toby."

"And so you know," I added as I reached out and pulled on his bushy pubes. "Barber Jake will be giving you a haircut when you get here before anything else happens."

"Yes Master Toby."

"Well it is getting late, so you should be going now." I told Brody. He walked over to the chair and picked up his underwear and started to step into them. "Wait," I called out. "Those will stay here." I said and pulled his underwear from his hands. "Just a little souvenir for your Master." I laughed.

"As you please Master Toby." He said and put on his pants then finished getting dressed. I'll await your call then Master Toby, and you to Jake."

"Sounds like fun." I smiled and walked over and hugged him, Jake did to. 

"Bye then." Brody said as he walked out the door.

"Bye my slave." I said as the door closed. I looked over to Jake and we both just smiled the biggest smiles.

{cumming soon, Ch 8 & 9}



Higher Education Ch. 08-09



Chapter Eight : When In Doubt

{NOTE TO READERS: There is no actual full blown sex in these two chapters, but if you are reading this book these two chapters are very important to the story line, and the next chapters won't make much sense if you skip these. And come on, we all know everyone reading this could use a little rest about now. If you know what I mean? lol }


I awoke early Wednesday morning, I at first thought I was back in Medford and had had a wonderfully strange dream for I felt the warmth of a slender body against my side and my hand was resting on a firm, taunt, smooth ass. I thought I was at home waking up with Tina, but once I opened my eyes I realized where I was. Jake was cuddled up next to me under the covers in my bed of our dorm room. I was a little shocked at first, having mistaken Jakes smooth ass for Tina's, but mostly I was shocked at having actually slept with another guy. My life was just becoming a world filled with new firsts, and now I could add to the list, having shared a bed with another guy for an entire night. I admit I was somewhat panicked at first but after a few seconds I calmed down and actually felt happy, it just felt natural to actually sleep with Jake last night, and it felt good to awake to the feel of his warm naked body next to mine. I softly rubbed his bare ass under the covers and he stirred a little and made an almost purring sound, I softly laughed.

I turned my head and looked at Jake. He looked so peaceful and happy laying there asleep. I reached my hand to his head and gently ran my fingers through his hair and down around his ear and across his cheek. His skin was so smooth and silky. I ran my fingers down his neck and over his shoulder and back up to his face where I circled his large, moist, soft lips. I stroked his hair and kissed his forehead and quietly and gently rolled myself out of my bed and headed off to the bathroom.

I stood in front of one of the mirrors in the bathroom and stared at the image looking back at me. 'Who are you?' I asked myself. I had been your normal nineteen year old small town boy just three days ago, and now, I didn't even recognize the person staring back at me in the mirror.

I turned on the faucets and splashed some water on my face. I watched in the mirror as the water flowed off my face and dripped into the sink. 'Who are you?' I asked myself again. 

I looked over to the bathroom door and just stared at it for a few minutes. I didn't know why or what I expected to have happen with the door, but I just stared at it. In some way I was hoping it would magically turn into the bathroom door back home and all of what had happened the past two nights would be a dream. But then I also hoped that Jake would walk through that door and we would have wild crazy sex all day long.

I turned back and splashed more water unto my face. I stood staring down into the sink, shaking my head, rubbing warm water unto my face. Was this to be who I was? Was I to become a person of duality, who when at home would be that normal small town boy with a girlfriend and nothing to worry or care about, but when I was away from all I knew, in the big city, at college, I would be a Master to others and have awesome, crazy gay sex? I splashed more water on my face and grabbed a towel and buried my face in it. I breathed in deeply and held my breath for a few seconds before exhaling into the towel. I looked back into the mirror.

"Well, you are what you are." I told the image looking back at me. "You might as well enjoy it as long as you enjoy it."

I smiled at myself in the mirror. 'So that's it?' I asked the image in the mirror. I decided to let this play out at least until after Tina came to visit this weekend, then depending on what I did, and what she did, I would have to make the biggest decision in my life. 'You know something,' I said to my image in the mirror. 'You're either the luckiest bastard in the world, or the craziest.' I dropped the towel on the counter and walked back into my dorm room.

Jake was still asleep in my bed, he looked so content and comfortable I hated to disturb him. I quietly walked over and picked up my camera and began snapping some photos. I reached down and gently pulled the covers off of him and took some more photos as Jake lay there naked. Jake stirred in the bed and rolled over unto his back and blinked his eyes open.

"Good morning." I whispered as I kept taking pictures.

"Morning," he sighed as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and looked up at me taking pictures of him. "I see you're up early."

"Yeah, I've been awake for a little while now." I zoomed in and snapped a few close up photos of his face.

"No," He raised his hands to shield his face. "I must look a mess just waking up." He laughed.

"Yeah you do," I laughed. "But such a beautiful mess you are."

I clicked a couple more pictures and sat down on the foot of my bed. Jake stretched and yawned and sat up in the bed, propping a pillow behind his back.

"You like taking pictures, don't you?"

"Yeah," I replied looking down at the camera and then raised it up and snapped a shot of his face. "It's what I'm going to school for actually."

"So you want to be a photographer?"

"Photos and film actually," I said smiling at him. "I want to make movies someday."

"Oh," Jake cooed as he leaned closer to me and gently let his fingers run up and down my arm. "Can I star in one of them?"

"Only one?" I asked laughing. "I think I could do a lot of films starring you." I lifted his hand up and kissed his fingers. "I could do an entire series with you my friend."

"Cool." He whispered. 

Jake leaned back on the pillow and looked around the room and then back to me. 

"So what's on your agenda for today?" 

"Absolutely nothing," I replied. "And you?"

"About the same I guess," he answered glancing over to the clock. "It's only seven thirty?"

"Yeah, I usually get up early." I laughed.

"And stay up late." Jake laughed as he lifted his foot and placed it between my legs and wiggled his toes against my cock.

"Well it's you who keeps me up all night." We both laughed.

"So what should we do?" Jake asked still wiggling his toes in my crotch. I reached down and lifted his foot from my crotch.

"Well, first off I think he needs a couple hours of rest yet," I winked at Jake as I ran my hand up his smooth leg. "As does he I presume." I said as my hand reached his soft cock.

"Yeah I think they could both use a few more hours of rest."

I got up from the bed, when I did Jake pushed me with his foot on my ass. I stumbled a little and walked over and picked up my phone.

"Who are you calling?" Jake inquired.

"I thought I'd give Brody a little early morning surprise," I laughed. "You know, just to get his reaction. Now where did he leave it?"

"Awesome," Jake said climbing out of bed. "He wrote his number down over here." Jake walked over to his dresser and handed me the piece of paper with Brody's number on it. I dialed the number and after setting my phone in speaker mode, set the phone on my desk and waited. After four rings the call was answered.

"Hello." A voice said softly.

"Hi," I answered. "Is this Brody?"

"Yeah," The voice said in almost a whisper. "Who's this?"

"Your new friends from last night Brody," I answered. "Do you remember us?"

There was about a thirty second pause of silence on the other end of the phone, followed my some ruffling noise and movement.

"Yes, yes I remember," Brody said softly. "I will never forget you two."

"Cool, I'm glad to here that," I said as I poked Jake in the side.

"Hi Brody, its Jake," Jake chimed in. "How are you this morning?"

"Hi Jake," Brody answered. "I'm doing great, how about you?"

"I'm doing awesome..." Jake replied but I interrupted him.

"Brody," I scolded. "What gives? You say hi to Jake but not to me?"

Again there was a moment of silence on Brody's end.

"I'm sorry," He said softly. "Good morning Master Toby."

Jake covered his mouth to silence his giggling.

"That's better slave Brody." I answered trying hard not to laugh myself. "So what are you doing?'

"I'm still in bed."

"Well Jake and I were going to go out for breakfast and we were just wondering if you would care to join us?"

"Ah, yeah sure," Brody stammered. "When?"

"Well how long will it take you to shower and get ready?" I asked.

"I can be ready in like a half hour or so."

"Cool," I replied. "Since we don't know where you live, how about you meet us out front of our dorm building?"

"Okay, I can be there in like less than an hour, if that's okay?"

"Perfect, see you then Brody."

"Bye for now Brody." Jake chimed in.

"See you in about an hour then," Brody answered and after a few seconds pause added. "Bye for now Master Toby and Jake."

"Bye." We both said and I flipped my phone shut ending the call.

"That was awesome," Jake shouted. "I'm surprised he answered."

"I really wasn't," I said. "He seemed rather eager last night to see us again. Well to see you anyway and be controlled by me I think."

"Yeah, you might be right there."

"Well we better get ready too." I said. It was then that we both realized we had been naked the whole time. I looked at Jake and then at myself and back to Jake. "Well it seems we have gotten quite comfortable with each other."

"Yeah," Jake replied, looking at me and down at his own nakedness. "I didn't even realize I was naked."

"Me neither," I laughed. "Well let's get in a quick shower and go wait for Brody out front. "I stepped towards the bathroom but stopped and looked at Jake. "But only a shower for now, okay?"

"Ha-ha," Jake laughed. "Yeah save the fun for later."

"Yup." I answered and gently slapped Jake's ass as we headed to the bathroom.



Jake and I had been sitting out front of our dorms for about ten minutes when a silver Buick pulled into the parking lot and drove over by us and parked. Brody stepped out of the car and walked over to us as we got up off the bench.

"Hi Brody." I greeted him.

"Hi," He paused for a few seconds and then added in almost a whisper. "Ah do I call you Master Toby all the time?"

"Only when we are alone or I tell you you have too." I replied.

"So," Brody looked at me.

"Oh yeah," I said looking around. "Well I don't see anyone else here, do you?"

"No I don't Master Toby."

"Oh I love the sound of that." I laughed.

"Hi Brody." Jake piped up.

"Hi Jake." Brody smiled and blushed a little. I could tell he was really happy to see Jake again, more so than he was to see me, but I also sensed he was happy to be back in front of the guy making him call him Master.

"So do you know of a good place around here for breakfast?" I asked Brody.

"Yeah," Brody said. "Actually there is a great little diner just a couple blocks away from here down Washington Avenue."

"Sounds great," I said. "Shall we just walk then? You can leave your car here."

"Sure, just let me lock it and get my wallet." Brody said as he stepped back to his car and retrieved his wallet and locked the doors.

"Well lead the way my friend," I waved my hand out. "Oh hold on a second," I said and looked around and seeing no one, I reached down and placed my hand on his crotch and then looked at him. "Dude, you're hard."

Brody blushed beet red.

"I'm sorry Master Toby." He whispered.

"Don't be sorry," I said. "Just show it to me."

"Here?" He asked nervously as he looked around.

"Yeah," I ordered. "Unzip and show Jake your hard cock."

Brody looked around the parking lot again and then nervously unzipped his pants and fumbled around as he twisted his body until he was able to pull his hard cock out through the zipper hole. I reached down and stroked it a couple of times. Jake came over and grabbed Brody's hard cock and squeezed it and stroked it as Brody blushed, but smiled. Jake let go of Brody's hard cock and as soon as he did, I slapped my hand down hard on the top side of Brody's hard cock. Brody winced and let out a little yelp as he bent forward a little.

"Now put that thing away you naughty little cock sucker." I ordered.

"Yes Master Toby." He obediently replied and worked at getting his hard cock tucked back inside his pants.



"So will that stay hard all through breakfast?" I asked.

"It all depends, I guess," Brody said. "As to what we do or talk about at breakfast." He said as he finally got his hard cock situated in his pants and zipped them back up.

"Well maybe we should help you get rid of that before breakfast then." I told him and looked over to Jake who nodded in agreement.

"Whatever you say Master Toby."

"Let's go for a ride then." I said walking towards Brody's car.

"Yes Master Toby." Brody replied and walked over and unlocked his car and we all got in, Brody in the drivers seat, Jake in the front passenger seat and I got in the back and slid over to be in the center of the back seat. "Where do you want me to go?"

"Just drive around for a little bit."





Higher Education

Chapter Nine : Master Finds His Domain

We headed out of the parking lot and drove around with no particular destination. After about twenty minutes I spotted an old house that had a for rent sign out front. I don't know why, but it drew my interest and I told Brody to pull into the driveway. I sat in the back seat and looked at the house; it was the only house on the entire block. The house looked so lonely sitting there by itself; it was as if all the other houses on the block had left it to be by all alone. A high fence surrounded the house on all sides except for the front. I pulled out my cell phone and added the number on the sign to my contacts list, naming it just simply 'House'.

"Okay drive on." I commanded from the back seat, but as Brody was backing out into the street I got a glimpse through a partly open gate in the ten foot high fence that ran along side the driveway, I noticed a large patch of trees off to one side. "What's that down there?"

"There use to be an old factory here, but they tore it down like fifteen years ago, now it's just an empty piece of land except for the old building that used to house the water pumps down by the river in that patch of trees." Brody said, sounding like he was giving a tour for the city.

"Are people allowed to go down there?" I asked.

"I don't know," Brody shrugged. "I believe the land belongs to the same people as the house. But if there aren't any 'No Trespassing' signs, I don't think it would be illegal or anything."

"Cool, you guys want to go down there?"

Brody shut off the engine and we all climbed out and walked through the partially open gate and started walking towards the woods. I was looking around as we walked.

"This place would be excellent for getting some pictures, or even some film."

"What?" Brody asked.

"That's what I'm going to school for, film and photography."

"Oh," Brody let out a sigh of relief. I think he thought I was talking about taking pictures of him. And although at first I wasn't, I now was looking around the place in other terms as well.

We walked across the open field and into the woods. After a few minutes of trudging through the thick underbrush we came across the old building. It was a concrete building with a solid steel door. There were no windows and it looked to be about twenty feet by forty feet with walls about ten feet high. Brody pushed the big steel door open and we walked in. Inside was dark and dirty. There were still the large pumps set along the back wall that we could see from the light coming in through the door. I looked around and admired the unique style of the inside and the size of the building and the items I could readily see.

"We should come back here with some lights to get a better view of the place," I commented. "I could take some awesome photos in here." I wasn't thinking anything sexual at this time; I just wanted to get some photos of this old building. The building seemed to be alive, screaming out to be photographed, and I felt that I needed to be the one to capture its life on film, or digital film anyway.

"After breakfast will you give me a ride to a store to buy a couple lights and bring me back here with my cameras?"

"Sure," Brody responded. "I'd be more than happy to."

"What are you thinking Toby?" Jake asked.

"This building is just calling out to me. It's like its begging me to take pictures of it."

"Really," Jake asked. "It looks like a dirty old abandoned building to me." He laughed.

"I'm sure it does to most people," I replied. "But there's just something about it and the way its set in this little patch of woods, it's special, it has a story to tell, and I think I can tell that story in pictures." I continued as I walked back outside.

"Do you want to see the river?" Brody asked smiling; he seemed pleased to have been able to show me this little gem and seemed eager to show me more.

"Yes, lead the way." I replied.

Brody led Jake and I through the woods about fifty yards until we came upon a small clearing in the trees. There was a slight, gradual, angled drop off of about twenty feet down to a small river.

"Come down here," Brody beamed anticipating my reaction. "There's a tunnel that leads all the way back to the building where they use to drain out the extra water they pumped up for the factory."

We followed Brody down the slope and stood in front of a steel and concrete tunnel about eight feet in diameter. Brody unhooked a rusty hook and pushed one of the two steel doors open to reveal the inside of the tunnel. The floor was flat and looked like poured concrete, but was covered in dirt and leaves and such from not being used over the years. I stepped up and peeked inside.

"This goes all the way back to the building?"

"Yeah, as far as I know."

"So there must be an entrance to it inside the building?" I was really getting to like this little side excursion Brody had led us on.

"Yeah, there must me." Brody said.

"We diffidently are coming back here after breakfast with some lights and stuff." I said excitedly.

"So you really like this place?" Jake asked.

"Yes, I love it." I yelled into the tunnel, my voice echoing down the tunnel.

"I'm glad I was able to show it to you." Brody said.

"Yes thank you Brody, this place is awesome."

"I don't know what you see in it, but whatever flips your boat." Jake laughed and shrugged as we walked back up the slope, Brody leading the way.

I tapped Jake on the shoulder and when he stopped I whispered in his ear. He looked at me and smiled and then nodded. We walked back up to the building.

"I love this place."

We walked back to the car; I was looking all around the big open lot, seeing different areas come to life in my mind as to what they could be. The fence surrounding the lot was stone but vine covered from years of neglect, giving it an eerie yet lovely appearance. By the time we got back to the car, I knew what I was going to do. 



I was finished with breakfast; while Jake and Brody were still eating, so I got up and went outside and called the number I had in my phone for the house for rent. A nice sounding lady answered and we talked for a little while and then agreed to meet at the house in an hour. I went back inside and sat down beside Brody in the booth.

"So do you work today?"

"No, I'm off today and tomorrow but then I work the whole weekend, noon to eight Friday through Sunday."

"Cool," I said. "I'll be busy this weekend anyway, so we have today and tomorrow to get to know each other, unless of course you had other plans?"

"No, no I didn't have any plans." Brody smiled. I could tell what he was thinking just by the eager, glowing look on his face.

"None that you wouldn't have eagerly change even if you did," Jake said looking at Brody. "Right Brody?"




Higher Education Ch. 08-09



"Yeah." Brody blushed.

"What about you Jake?" I asked, kicking him softly under the table.

"Nope not a damn thing planned here."

"Excellent," I smiled. "I think I might need your help tomorrow."

"What do you have planned?" Jake asked.

"You'll find out in a little over an hour." I replied. "Are we all finished here?"

"Yup." They both answered.

I got up and paid the check and left a nice tip. We walked back to the car and Brody asked.

"Where to now?"

"Let's go to a store and get some supplies."

"Supplies?" Jake asked.

"For the old building." I replied.

"Oh yeah, those supplies."

Brody drove us to a nearby Wal-Mart and we spent about a half hour picking out what we thought we could use. After paying, Brody drove us back to the dorm and I ran in and grabbed my cameras and we headed back to the house for rent and the empty lot. We waited about ten minutes, I kept busy taking pictures of the outside of the house, when a little black car pulled up into the driveway and out of it stepped a gorgeous lady. She had to be about thirty, she was almost as tall as me, with long black hair and a skin tone almost as dark as Jake's. She was slender and had a nice ample bosom. She walked up to the house and asked in a voice that could melt butter.

"Are you the young college man who called earlier?"

"Yes ma'am, I'm Toby."

"I'm Amber, nice to meet you Toby. So will it be the three of you moving in or what?" She asked looking at Jake and Brody sitting in the car as I had asked them to.

"Well me for sure, I don't know about my friends yet. How many people can the house handle?"

"Well it's a six bedroom house with a full basement and a finished attic, so I suppose at least six to ten." Amber said as she unlocked the front door and opened it up. "Come on in and I'll give you young men the tour."

I waved to Jake and Brody and motioned them to come into the house.

I fell even more in love with the house the second I stepped inside. It didn't matter what the rest of the house looked like; I was in love with this house. Amber gave me the full tour, I was taking pictures as we walked through the house, and we ended up back in the living room.

"And the house comes fully furnished so you wouldn't need to buy any furniture."

"Hey Toby," Jake called out from the kitchen. "Can I see you in here for a second?"

"Sure Jake," I called back. "Excuse me Amber, I'll just me a minute."

"Take your time."

I walked into the kitchen and Jake was glaring at me. His face was covered with torment and pain.

"You're leaving the dorm," He paused then added. "And me?" There was a cry to his voice.

"What?"

"I heard her," Jake half whined. "She's talking to you like you're going to rent the place or something."

"Jake," I whispered and stepped towards him. "I would never leave you." I couldn't believe what I had just said, and the way I said it, it was like I was talking to someone I loved, like Tina. I shook my head. "Jake I would want you to move in here with me."

"Yeah right," Jake was almost in tears. "I can't afford to live outside of the dorms; I can't afford to pay rent anywhere."

"You wouldn't have to," I stepped to Jake and touched my hand to his cheek, wiping away the tear that was rolling down. "I hadn't told you this yet, but I have money. My dad died when I was six and I have a huge trust fund that gives me like thousands of dollars a month to live on. How do you think an ninteen year old could afford this?" I asked holding up my camera. "This cost like three thousand dollars."

"Really?" Jake half smiled. "I don't care about the money, but you would never leave me?"

"No," I assured him as I caressed his cheek. "Remember we promised to live together throughout school."

"Yeah, yeah we did. But you scared the hell out of me there man."

"Sorry dude, I didn't mean to." We hugged and walked back out into the living room.

"I'll take it." I told Amber. "Now what was it about the empty lot next door?"

"Well if you really want to, I'll rent you that with the house for another two hundred a month."

"It's a deal then Amber. When can we start to move in?"

"Well I have the lease in the car, as long as you pay the deposit and first and last months rent today, I'll give you the keys and it's all yours."

"Well let's go sign the papers and I'll call my bank and have the money transferred." We shook hands and walked outside. Jake followed us and waited on the front porch watching Amber and me look over a few papers, I signed a couple of them and Amber got in her car and handed me the house keys and backed out of the driveway waving good-bye.

I stood in the driveway for a few minutes staring back at the house. Jake was standing on the porch and Brody came walking out of the house. I ran up to the porch and jingled the keys in front of Jake.

"It's all mine." I rejoiced. "Or should I say ours?" I looked into Jake's eyes and waited for a response. Jake smiled his toothy smile and leaped into my arms and we hugged.

"What's going on guys?" Brody asked, not having been privy to our earlier conversation.

"Well," I said joyfully. "I just rented this house. And the lot next door."

"You're shitting me!" Brody exclaimed.

"Nope," I screamed jingling the keys again. "I rented the house, the lot, the woods, the old building, everything."

"Wow, that's awesome. You sure do work fast when you see something you like."

I looked at Brody, then to Jake. Jake looked at me and we both laughed. We laughed so hard and long that Brody couldn't help but laugh along with us. After I regained my composure I turned to Brody and asked him.

"So where do you live?"

"With my folks right now," He answered. "Why?"



"Well I was just wondering," I began and then paused. "Ah first off how old are you?"

"I turned twenty last month."

"Cool, so what would you think about moving in here with us?"

"Really? You'd want me to live here with you?"

"Yes if you wanted to."

"But we just met..." Brody stammered. I could see the doubt and a little fear in his gaze.

"Well so what," I exclaimed. "Jake and I just met too and we all seem to like each other and get along, so why not give it a shot, you can always move out if you don't like it here with us."

"I'd love to, but sadly I don't make enough money working part time at the sub shop to pay rent or anything."

"Don't worry about the rent. The rent and all the household expenses are on me."

"Are you serious Toby?"

"I am if you are?"

"Well hell yes then." Brody yelled.

"Well let's go get our stuff from the dorms." I said. "I suppose we should stop in and let the dorm office know we are moving out too."

"Yeah, they'd probably appreciate that." Jake laughed. "Oh my god we're moving into a house together!" Jake screamed. We all screamed and hugged and ran to Brody's car parked out on the street.



{tbc: lots of sex returns in the next chapters for all my devoted fans.}