6 comments/ 81686 views/ 1 favorites Professor Wanted to Watch By: kennylong This story is about an incident during my freshman year in college back in 1971. I was doing a rather mediocre job in my Sociology class when an observant professor made an interesting proposition. A proposition that only a sex-obsessed 18 year old kid would even consider. **** 1. Struggling with Sociology. Freshman year in college, circa 1971, found me in Colorado, which was a long way from my home in upstate New York. I had decided to go to the University of Colorado because of a great scholarship, NOT because I had already screwed every girl in New York State, as my friend Dave was fond of saying. I was doing quite well both in and out of class, with the noticeable exception of Sociology, which for whatever reason escaped me despite my best efforts. Professor Richard was a decent enough guy, and one day after class I stuck around to ask what the chances were of my getting a little help or doing something for extra credit. It seemed a shame for me to miss the Dean's List because of this one class. Professor Richard allowed me to redo a paper that I had botched, which helped quite a bit. We began conversing fairly regularly, and one day out of the blue the conversation turned to sex. While that was not that unusual a topic for me, it did shock me at first when he shifted a rather mundane conversation into an area I was not expecting. "You have quite the reputation Kenneth," Professor Richard commented, looking and sounding much like Sebastian Cabot from the show Family Affair. A rotund man of average height, he had a thick black beard and piercing eyes that caused many of us to wither when he would challenge us. "I do?" I asked, puzzled at what that could be referring to. "From all I've heard, you must be a very busy young man," he said while looking at me over the eyeglasses that were perched on his nose. "You must be servicing half the young ladies on campus judging by the way they talk." I blushed with embarrassment at this comment. Not that there wasn't a slight degree of truth to it, but there was something about hearing it from your teacher that gave it an eerieness I can't describe. "I take your silence to be an affirmation of my statement Kenneth," Profesor Richard said with a chuckle. "Come now man, it's nothing to be ashamed of, but if reaches the point where I've heard of your exploits you must indeed be famous, or shall I say infamous?" "I do like girls," I admitted sheepishly. "And they you!" Professor Richard laughed, slapping me on the shoulder. "That busty brunette that sits to your left in class... Ms. Pierro. She's one of your conquests from what I've heard." "I've been very lucky all my life," I said haltingly. "Maybe part of it is being discrete about it." "Quite right and proper," he agreed. "Discretion is very important and I commend you for it. Ms. Pierro does not share that trait with you, which is how I found out about your considerable skills, as well as learning of your legendary... endowment, shall we say? She spoke very highly of you in those regards to one of my aides and I happened to overhear her." I didn't know what to say so I pawed at the floor. What do you say when your male teacher starts talking about your cock? I was hoping that he wasn't going to come on to me, because although I may have had the reputation of humping everything that moved, my interests were strictly focused on women. "I have what I consider to be an interesting proposition for you Kenneth," Professor Richard said in a lowered voice. "I respect your attitude towards those you may have been intimate with, and your discretion is the only reason I dare discuss such topics with you. Would you care to come to my home for dinner sometime this week?" "Uh... yeah. Sure." "Would Saturday night be possible?" "Okay," I agreed, knowing that I would have to break a date to do this. Whatever "this" was. "Splendid!" Professor Richard said with gusto, giving me his address and sending me on my way with another slap on the shoulder. 2. Saturday night dinner at the Professor's. Professor Richard greeted me at the door of his house that Saturday night with a pipe in hand that brought Sherlock Holmes to mind, with the only difference being that he resembled Nigel Bruce's Watson more than Basil Rathbone's Holmes. He brought me into his study, where he offered me a cognac. I accepted without knowing what it was, but it was alcohol, and while it did burn going down it also relaxed me a little. Professor Richard showed me his collection of books, which covered a wide range of authors, their only common ground being that they were irreplaceable first editions. After our drink Professor Richard led me into the dining room, where two elaborate place settings awaited us, complete with candles burning in elegant holders. This was an impressive show he was putting on for me, and while it was certainly nothing I was used to, I appreciated the display. All I had to do now was find out what this was leading up to. Professor Richard sat opposite me at this lavishly arranged dining room table and rang a little bell. From behind me I heard a door swing open and I sensed the presence of someone entering the room, followed by the unmistakable aroma of perfume. The woman wearing the perfume came around my left side with a tray that carried two bowls of soup. The soup I noticed much later, because my attention was elsewhere. The woman carrying the tray was an incredibly attractive woman I guessed to be in her thirties. The uniform she wore was a skimpy little black french maid's outfit that left very little to the imagination. The french maid touch contrasted greatly with the woman, who had oriental features. Not having met very many people from that part of the world, I cursed myself for my ignorance but guessed she was of Japanese descent and could only hope that the Professor would help me out. "Kenneth, this is Aiko," Professor Richard announced. "Aiko will be serving us this evening." "Welcome Kenneth," Aiko said as she bowed to me before serving the soup. "It is an honor to have you with us this evening." I stammered something lame and forgettable as I tried not to stare at this tiny angel who seemed to glide around the room. She was so petite and delicate looking that I felt guilty gawking at her incredibly shapely legs as she went over to Professor Richard to serve him. Her butt was pert and firm looking as she bent over with it facing me, and I took the opportunity to rearrange my cock, which had become most energized by the sight of Aiko. Her beautiful and clear white skin was made ever more so by the contrast of her jet black hair, and that incredible petite body had me breaking into a sweat by the time she left the room. "How do you like the soup Kenneth?" Professor Richard inquired, clearly noticing that I hadn't paid a bit of attention to it, although it had smelled good. "Oh, uh... fine," I managed to get out. "That's quite a uniform your maid has on there." "I'm pleased you like it, and apparently you were pleased with the woman wearing it as well." "Well yes, she's beautiful," I told Professor Richard after tasting the soup before it congealed. "I'm glad that you have an attraction toward older women," Professor Richard noted. "So many males only have eyes for the younger females these days, but they miss out on a great number of treasures when they do." If the Professor knew that I had spent my previous summer having sex with two neighborhood women more than twice my age, he would have known that I hadn't yet met a woman that was too old for me to find attractive. "How old is Aiko?" I asked. "Thirty?" I guessed, expecting to be a couple years low out of courtesy. "Here she is now Kenneth, why don't you ask her yourself?" the Professor said as he motioned toward Aiko, who had just come back into the room with salads. "I dunno, that seems kind of..." "Rude? Forward?" Professor Richard asked, and I confirmed his guess with a nod. "Nonsense Kenneth! You can ask Aiko anything you want, and do anything you want to her for that matter." "Er... okay," I said in total confusion about what THAT meant. "Uh, how old are you Aiko?" "I am 51 years old Kenneth," Aiko said with her eyes down staring at her feet. "I hope that does not displease you." "Uh no, it's... amazing," I stuttered. "You look about half that. You're a beautiful woman." "Thank you Kenneth,' Aiko said as she replaced the soup with the salad. "I am most pleased that you find me attractive." With a bow Aiko left us with our salads, and by now my head was spinning. What was the purpose of all this, I wondered? "Were you just being polite to Aiko or did you mean what you said?" Professor Richard inquired as we ate our salads. "No, she's a gorgeous woman." "Then I take it you've experienced the pleasures of women older than yourself?" Professor Richard asked and when I indicated I had, he pressed for more information. "What was the age of the oldest woman you've ever had?" and when I hesitated he continued. "I'm not looking for names and phone numbers now Kenneth." "Mid 40's. I'm not sure of the exact age." "Interesting. Very interesting," was all the Professor said, and we ate the rest of our meal in silence. Aiko served us steaks with baked potatoes, and everything was incredible. Meals in the cafeteria were certainly nothing like this, and I complimented Aiko when she came out to clear the table. "Thank you Kenneth. You are most kind." "Come Kenneth. Let's have an after-dinner cocktail in my study so we can talk," Professor Richard suggested, and with that we went back to the room we started out in. I had no idea what turn the conversation was going to take, but would soon be finding out. 3. Dessert. The was a fire now raging in the fireplace as we came back into his study. Professor Richard poured me a glass of wine and offered me a cigar. I declined the cigar and wished I had done the same with the wine. I guess my face gave it away after I sipped it, because the Professor laughed as he watched me grimace. "That's a tawny Port you've got there Kenneth," Professor Richard gaffawed. "That'll put hair on your chest lad!" I could use some, I thought to myself, but I don't know whether drinking this would be worth it. "Anyway Kenneth, when I was told by one of my aides that you were boffing Mrs. Pierro, and that you had been given high marks in cocksmanship, I thought you might be interested in something I am about to propose." My first reaction, after digesting the word "cocksmanship" for the first time, and trying to figure out if it actually was a word, was that Professor Richard wanted me to set him up with Mary Ann Pierro. Good grief! How would I do that? The thought of it almost gave me a case of the giggles. "Does it have something to do with Mary Ann?" I asked innocently. "Good Lord no man," Professor Richard exclaimed and then roared with laughter. "You mean... dear me no. Now I understand your perplexed look. Not my type at all. She's attractive enough, mind you. Quite a big bosom and all, but one time she asked a question in class and raised her hand, it looked like she had Eldridge Cleaver in a headlock under her arm." I started to reply but had to just shake my head at that remark. "That sort of thing excite you, that bohemian look that so many of these hippie girls sport?" Professor Richard asked with a raised eyebrow. "I enjoy it, but it's not a big deal either way for me," I answered. "I just like women." "As for me, I prefer the more refined type, like Aiko," he mused. "Smooth and ladylike. Docile and obedient." Almost on cue Aiko came in to tend the fire, and Professor Richard called her over to us. "Kenneth's lady friend at the university..." "Ex-girlfriend," I corrected him. "Sorry. Ex-girlfriend at the university is one of these beatnik types with hair under her arms," Professor Richard said. "You don't walk around like that do you Aiko?" "No, Professor Richard," Aiko said and as she did she put her hands behind her head to reveal her armpits, which were as soft and as smooth as a baby's rear. "Why is that Aiko?" Professor Richard continued. "Because Professor Richard does not want me to," Aiko said shyly with her eyes still down. "How about between your legs Aiko?" Professor Richard said. and I almost dropped my glass when Aiko took a step toward him and lifted her skirt, revealing the fact that his maid was quite naked beneath it. "Ummm very nice Aiko," Professor Richard said as he reached down and rubbed her hand over Aiko's pussy, which was fully revealed and totally hairless. This was something new for me, and I marvelled at the way Aiko's pussy lips gleamed with moisture, all the while stunned at what was unfolding in front of me. Professor Richard slid a finger inside Aiko and she recoiled from the initial thrust before grinding on the Professor's hand. Me? I stood there shaken and very stirred at this incredible sight; Aiko holding up the hem of the uniform bottom while Professor Richard fingered her and I got hard. "Why don't you go over and let Kenneth feel how smooth your cunt is?" Professor Richard said coarsely. "Uh... that's okay... I mean I don't..." I babbled as Aiko walked over to me. "Please feel how smooth I am Kenneth," Aiko said softly. I looked over at Professor Richard who had calmly brought the finger he had just used on Aiko up to his mouth and inserted it, seeming to savor the flavor. Aiko took my hand and brought it down between her legs, and my fingers slid over the smooth surface around her pussy, feeling not so much as the slightest stubble. Aiko parted her legs as my hand ran over her, and before I realized what was happening, my finger slid inside Aiko. "Aaaaiii," Aiko moaned as my index finger slid into the tight orifice, and even though I did not move my finger Aiko contorted herself on my hand while continuing to groan softly. "Do you like Aiko's tight little cunt Kenneth," Professor Richard said in my ear, having come up beside me without my noticing. "As snug as any teenager's pussy you've ever been in, on that I'll wager." I was speechless, standing there frozen while Aiko continued her erotic dance on my digit and the Professor kept up his bantering. "Of course, if you're a breast man you're out of luck," Professor Richard said. "Funny how your friend Ms. Pierro doesn't wear a brassiere and desparately needs one, yet Aiko wears one and has nothing to put into it. Aiko's as flat as a boy I'm afraid... Aiko! Why don't you show Kenneth how pitifully small your breasts are." Still slowly riding up and down and around my finger, Aiko undid her top and peeled it off as well as the little bra she wore underneath. Aiko wasn't flat chested but she was small up top. Aiko's breasts were the size of limes with nickle-sized aureolas and tiny nipples the size and shape of peas. "I'm sorry," Aiko said with her eyes down but her hips still humping my hand, and I could feel the moisture from her pussy trickling down my hand as she did. "Not the kind of sight that gives a man an erection is it? A woman with the chest of a boy?" Professor Richard asked, but before I could tell him how wrong he was, he dismissed Aiko from the room gruffly. "Professor please..." Aiko whined gently, but a steely look from him sent her scurrying off of my finger and out the door, all the while trying to pull her disheveled wardrobe around her. "What did you think of little Aiko?" Professor Richard asked as he filled his wine glass again. "She was very pretty, but geez..." "Out with it man!" Professor Richard replied curtly. "Well, it seemed like you were awfully mean to her," I finally said, realizing I was probably screwing things up between us as I spoke. "Did it ever occur to you that some women enjoy being treated that way?" Professor Richard asked. "Enjoy being dominated? Even abused?" "Well, I usually prefer my sex and violence separate," I cracked, trying to relieve the tension. "Yes, you certainly seem the type that plays the gentlemen, all Little Lord Fauntleroy and such. Open the door for the lady and all that?" Professor Richard said as he came up beside me. "There's a place and a time for that, I don't deny it. Just as there's a place and time to let your darker side out. Perhaps this is your place and time, Kenneth." "Uh... what do you mean?" I asked while I spun the wine in my own glass around. "Aiko. How would you like to have your way with her?" "Me? Why me? Why not you?" I asked. "She certainly seemed like she was willing." "Oh yes, quite willing indeed," Professor said. "And I do have my way with her, when I choose and how I choose. There are two reasons why I make the offer I have made. One is that I'm getting to be an old man, and as you'll find out when you pass sixty, you just can't... shall we say, rise to the occasion as often as you once did." The thought of not having a hard-on half the day or wanting to use it was foreign to me, and I couldn't imagine that day ever coming. "As for the second reason," Professor Richard said after the pregnant pause. "The second reason is that I like to watch." I had just brought my glass up to my lips to take another sip of the vile wine when I heard that, and all I could do was hold the glass there while I looked over the rim at him. "Does that surprise you Kenneth? Disgust you?" Professor Richard said. "Never had anybody watch you having sex before, or wished that someone could be watching you?" My mind raced to that day when my friend Dave had watched me screw Mrs. Rice, and while it wasn't something we had planned, it did happen. And no, it didn't disgust me. As a matter-of-fact, to be perfectly honest it had only added to the excitement. "Yes," I said softly before draining my glass, and it seemed like the wine was acting as a truth serum, along with the Professor's piercing glare. "A friend watched me once." "And you enjoyed it, didn't you?" "Yes." "Well, now is your opportunity to do it again." "And you watch? Where, from like a closet or a peep-hole somewhere?" "No, I'll be right there in the room, sitting there watching you," Professor Richard said, and then watched my reaction. "If it's me that you are concerned about, trust me that while I have nothing but admiration for a well endowed man in good physical shape, my tastes run strictly along hetrosexual lines." "But what about Aiko?" I aked. "Doesn't she have a say in this?" "Didn't you see what she was saying to you with her eyes Kenneth?" Professor Richard said. "Good grief man, the woman was undressing you with her eyes from the moment you walked in the door!" I didn't notice any such thing, but then again the whole evening had been so strange that I forgave myself for missing that. "What do you say Kenneth?" Professor Richard said as he put a meaty hand on my shoulder. "Uh, okay." "Splendid!" Professor Richard exclaimed loudly while slapping me on the back. "Let's not keep Aiko waiting then. That horny slut has probably got herself worked up into a frenzy upstairs waiting to hear your decision." Professor Richard led me upstairs and down a hallway where we stopped in front of a door. "Here are the ground rules Kenneth," Professor Richard said. "There aren't any. Not really. Do what ever you want to do her, except actual physical harm. Say whatever you want to her, no matter how vulgar or offensive you feel it may be. You are the boss and Aiko is there to serve you. Do not be a gentleman. She has no interest in being with a gentleman, at least not tonight." I nodded that I understood even though I didn't really. "I do have a couple of... requests and suggestions," Professor Richard said before he opened the door. "Aiko is quite adept at fellatio, and I ask that when she brings you to orgasm that way you not ejaculate in her mouth." Professor Wanted to Watch "Uh, alright," I answered, a little surprised that after degrading her and speaking so rudely to her he would be concerned about me blowing my wad in her mouth. "Ejaculate in her face," he said coldly. "Huh?" "When you feel you are about to orgasm, pull yourself out of her mouth and ejaculate all over her face," he chuckled softly. "It's one of my... our favorite things." "Remember now," he whispered in my ear just before he let me in. "She's yours. Say whatever you want to her. Do what you want and however you want to do it. Had any lifelong fantasies? Do it. Trust me, she is just as aroused as you are, if not more so. And if you actually happen to do something she's not interested in, Aiko is familiar with the word no. Never heard her use it though!" he said with a laugh as the door swung open. Aiko was standing in the middle of the spacious bedroom with her eyes down. "I'll join you two presently," Professor Richard said as he closed the door behind me. 4. Aiko. Aiko had changed from her french maid's outfit and was now wearing a long black gown that looked like it was made of silk. Her jet black hair was no longer pulled up in a bun but instead fell down over her shoulders. I walked over toward her and stood there lamely, about six feet away from her. "Professor Richard said he would be right back," I said when Aiko raised her eyes, and she nodded with a tense little smile. "Uh... are you all right with this?" I asked as my curiousity got the best of me. "You don't seem..." "I am most happy with the arrangement Kenneth," Aiko said shyly. "I am also very happy that you chose to stay and be with me. I was afraid you would find me unsatisfactory, or too old." "Are you kidding?" I asked in disbelief. "You're an absolutely beautiful woman and you don't look anything close to your age. I just don't understand what you get out of being treated like this." "Pleasure can be found in many ways," Aiko said while keeping her eye peeled toward the door for Professor Richard's return, almost like she wasn't supposed to be speaking to me. "You will discover this as you grow older. Please believe me when I say that everything that happens goes on with my blessing and approval." "Okay then." I conceeded. "And everything that he said about me is true," Aiko added. "I am here for your pleasure as well as Professor Richard's. And my own." "What am I supposed to do now?" "When Professor Richard returns I will take you over there and bathe you," Aiko said while nodding in the direction of the freestanding tub that stood in the corner of the room. "There I will dry you and then you are free to do as you wish." "But how... what do you like to do?" I asked. "Everything," Aiko whispered. "And I am very excited that he chose you, because you are a very handsome young man." At that the Professor walked in, wearing a long black robe very similar to Aiko's. Now everyone was very comfortable except me. I was fully dressed and completely nervous as Professor Richard went over near the tub and sat in a nearby chair. Aiko took me by the hand and led me over to the bathtub, where she unbuttoned the top buttons of my shirt before pulling it over my head. "Nice. So smooth," Aiko said as she ran her hands over my scrawny hairless chest, and I made a mental note that I should hit the gym and work out a little. I hoped she couldn't tell how nervous I was, not only because of the bizarre circumstances occuring here, but the Professor's glare always made me shrink a bit, and was now doing the same thing in a rather important area. My pecker was trying to shrink back into me because I was so scared, and as my limp dick was a heck of a lot less impressive that my full blown erection this was cause for concern. What if I couldn't get it up? That thought had never crossed my mind before now, but this was so different in so many ways! Aiko was now kneeling before me and undoing my belt, and after it came loose a flick of the clasp sent my Dockers straight to the floor. Aiko's fingers reached under the elastic off my underwear and slowly tugged them down. I felt the cool air hit my genitals, and as I peeked over to the Professor I could see by the look on his face that he was none too impressed by the little tube dangling between my legs. Even my nut sack had shriveled from the stress, and I was glad that Aiko had gotten my socks off quickly and was now helping me into the tub. To my great relief the water was quite warm, and as I settled into the soothing waters I began to relax. I had to just forget that Professor Richard was in the room and everything would be alright. Aiko stepped back from the tub and let her robe slide off her shoulders, and I immediately forgot all about anyone else watching us. I had already seen most of Aiko during the earlier part of the evening, but the sight of the complete package was breathtaking. Aiko's tiny breasts, flat and tight stomach and hairless cleft made my cock rise in the water almost immediately. She knelt beside me and squeezed a sponge above me, letting the warm water cascade over my shoulders and neck. For the next few minutes, Aiko treated me to the most magnificent bathing experience imaginable. She delicately massaged my shoulders, washing my back and under my arms. As she brought the soap down under the water line, her hands bumped into my cock, which was rock hard. "Oooooh," Aiko said as her hand ran up and down the length of my cock, and I squirmed as a result. "Everything alright?" Professor Richard inquired, no doubt as a result of a little splashing that was going on. "Very much so," Aiko replied, and blushed as she went back to bathing me. Her fingers worked over my balls and even lower. I squirmed some more as she startled me by inserting a finger into my anus and worked it around for a minute. After that she motioned for me to get up, and as I did I had a lot more confidence that I had earlier. "Good heavens man!" Professor Richard muttered as my erection came into view, swaying lazily in front of me as I stood up. My cock is a little strange, because for whatever reason my little wrinkled dick has a whole lot of stretch to it. So much so that it never fails to get the attention of the young ladies that allow me to become familiar with them. Suffice to say that if it were half as long and twice as thick, it would be pretty much average. It starts out pretty thick at the base but tapers as it reaches the tip, with the head of my cock ending up not much larger than a gum drop. It's been called a spear by one disgruntled ex, but most have enjoyed it, and to be perfectly frank it gets me laid a lot more than a more normal-sized one would. It looks even more outrageous when you take into account the fact that it's attached to my meek 5'6" 120 frame. Add on the equally oversized scrotum dangling between my skinny legs, my boyish features and the almost hairless (to my never ending embarrassment) body and it looks like I was put together with various spare parts. Aiko smiled at me as she dried my chest and shoulders, and my cock scraped against her hip as she worked the towel over me. "Are you pleased with Kenneth, Aiko?" Professor Richard asked from the shadows as he watched Aiko come back around me to dry my back. This afforded him a better view of my cock as she moved, and I enjoyed imagining him shaking his head at my bobbing boner. "Very much Professor Richard," Aiko said as she dried my thighs. "Thank you so much." "Thing must be a foot long if it's an inch," He muttured. "Have to admit that when I first saw your equipment, I thought that you had been oversold. Quite my mistake there." I felt Aiko trying to spread my thighs, so I tried to accommodate by doing it for her. Her finger burrowed back into my ass, this time with the towel, which gave me a new slant on cleanliness. "Kenneth's body is beautiful," Aiko said as she finished drying me. "I have never before had the pleasure of being with a young man who was so wonderfully endowed before." As much as I liked thse heady words of praise, it occured to me that I was supposed to be running the show here, and I didn't want to screw up the Professor's show. I grabbed the back of Aiko's head and with a handful of hair walked her over toward the bed. "Enough of this talk," I said in my best tough guy tone, which frankly wasn't much. "I've heard you know how to suck cock, so why don't you shut up and start sucking!" I peeked over at Professor Richard, who seemed delighted with both my dialogue and actions, and he walked around the room parallel with us and found a chair on the other side of the bed. He was back in the dark again, and the bed and the immediate area around it were bathed in light from the lamp. Sort of like being on a stage. I pushed Aiko gently down on her knees by the bed and pulled her head close to me. I really didn't have to pull, as Aiko had my cock in her hands the second her knees hit the rug. My hands ran through her silky soft black hair as her lips slid around the head of my cock. "Suck it! Take it deep! Take it all!" I commanded, and Aiko's mouth slid down the shaft, her tongue doing magical things as she bobbed up and down. I knew she couldn't take it all, but she was going down on a lot more of it than I was used to. After a minute of this I realized that Aiko could indeed suck cock and that I wouldn't last long at this rate, so I pulled my dick out of her mouth. "Work on my balls," I told her as I lifted my cock and exposed my dangling nut sack. Aiko grabbed underneath my balls and pulled them forward, sucking on them alternately while her hand squeezed from below. I took my cock and laid it on top of Aiko's head, and the silky feel of her hair was incredible, as was the look of my pale cock resting on that shimmering black scalp. After sucking excitedly on my nuts for a while, Aiko's lips worked their way back up to my cock, but before she could go back to work on it I pulled it out of her mouth. "Who told you to stop sucking my balls?" I barked, and slapped Aiko lightly on the cheek with my dick. A satisfied grunt from the darkness gave me the confidence to repeat the act on the other cheek, and I grabbed the back of Aiko's head and pulled it down between my legs. Aiko obediently took the left egg in mouth and rolled it around while I groaned with pleasure, and then moaned again when Aiko went to the right nut. "All right, that's enough of that," I informed Aiko and waved my erection in front of her face while holding the head back out of reach. "I'll let you go back to sucking my cock, but I don't want any more of this going half way down on it. Now I want you going all the way down on it, all the way down to my balls." "Kenneth, I don't think that I can," Aiko said as she looked up at me in what I hoped was fake horror. "Your manhood is so big... it is far too long for me do that." "I don't recall asking you to do it," I said. "I told you to do it. I don't care if you choke to death on it, but I want your nose buried in my pubes and my nuts bouncing off your chin, and I want every inch of my cock in your mouth and I want it now, or else!" While I had no clue what that meant, I brought the tip of my cock to Aiko's lips. Aiko's painted red lips part and she began nibbling and licking the little acorn before sliding her lips up and down the shaft. With each bob of her head, she took more and more of me inside. I fully expected her to stop 2/3 of the way down, and then I would pretend to be mad and play it by ear, but that didn't happen. As I looked down in amazement, Aiko raised up a little bit to likely accommodate the slight upward curve of my cock, and began going further and further down. Soon I could feel the tip of my dick rubbing against the back of her throat and although Aiko made slight gagging sounds she did not stop. Instead she thrust deeper down on me, almost forcing her mouth down until her nose was nestled in the little tuft of hair and her lips were clamped around the very base of my cock. "Arrrghhh!" I howled as Aiko seemed to be trying to swallow my cock whole. Her lips no longer moved up and down but what she was doing to me defied description. My cock throbbed from the force of Aiko sucking on it, and I could feel her almost trying to siphon an orgasm from me. I withstood it as long as I could because it felt so amazing, but I was losing the battle. Remembering Professor Richard's request, I slowly pulled my cock from Aiko's mouth. Aiko seemed to resist my effort as she continued to suck on me crazily with her lips tightly wrapped around my glistening spear every inch of the way, until it finally popped out. "That was more like it," I said as I took my cock in my fist and stroked it a couple of times. "A good cocksucker like you deserves a reward." Aiko seemed to know what was about to happen and so she knelt in front of me and braced herself. My orgasm came very fast, and I wasn't sure how to do this properly, never having tried this before. Besides, the force of my orgasm was fogging my mind and vision, but I did my best to hit the target. The first spurt of cum erupted across Aiko's left cheek so I leaned closer to her, and the succeeding blasts sprayed all over her face. Aiko's eyes were squinting and almost closed while she rocked on her heels as if in a trance, as cum squirted all over her face and neck. I coninued to pound away at my cock with my fist while it kept blasting away, and by the time it finally stopped, Aiko's face was dripping with my cum. She looked like a human Christmas tree with semen for garland, and in a perverse way I was mighty pleased with myself. "Now see if you can get any more out of it," I told Aiko as I first leaned her face over so that Professor Richard could get a good look at my masterpiece, and then pulled it back over so she could suck on my cock some more. Aiko's lips sliding down my slowly deflating cock made my entire body shiver, and as Aiko dutifully sucked and licked my dick clean, I tried to think about what I should do next. 5. Over to the bed. While my dick completely withered away in Aiko's mouth I looked over into the darkness for advice from Professor Richard, but he might as well not have been there as the aroma of his pipe was the only evidence of his presence. "Stand up and let me get a good look at you," I said as I pulled Aiko to her feet, and close up the dripping face looked even more messy than it had. "Let's get some of that cum off you so I can see your face." I scooped some cum off her chin and massaged it into Aiko's breasts, and her body quaked as my palms ran across her nipples. "Maybe this will make these puny things grow a little," I said while feeling bad about saying that, but trying to make them both happy. The last thing I wanted to do was to see Aiko's little treasures grow, because they were beautiful just the way they were. I pinched her nipples a little bit and Aiko let out a little cry. It didn't sound like a cry of pain so I did it again, and Aiko made the same sound. "That hurt?" I asked and Aiko shook her head no briskly, so I pinched them again. "You like that?" I asked and Aiko nodded enthusiastically. I pinched these little nubs harder than I thought I should and Aiko's eyes clenched tight and she let out a sound that I could not describe. "Harder? You want these pathetic little titties really pinched?" As Aiko nodded I took her tits between my thumb and index finger and began twisting and squeezing the little buds. Aiko was doing a little dance in front of me, almost like a march as she was rubbing her thighs together in what seemed like an effort to make herself cum. "This going to make you cum if I keep doing this?" I almost yelled to be heard over her moaning, and I looked down at her breasts, which were pink from my pulling and squeezing. "Yes!" Aiko screamed as she looked at me with glazed eyes, her neck muscles taut and strained and her pale white face now a ruddy pink. "I'll try and remember that," I said while taking a couple of steps and jumping onto the bed, where I propped myself back on the pillows and put my hands behind my head. Aiko looked at me like I had just thrown a bucket of cold water on her, which in a way I had, and she remained standing next to the bed with a pained look in her eyes. "What's the matter Aiko?" I asked in an amused voice. "Did you want to cum?" "Yes," Aiko said softly. "How many times can you come in a night?" I asked her. "Many times, if the lover is proficient," Aiko answered. "Then cum for me," I said matter-of-factly. "Excuse please?" "Cum for me. Bring yourself to orgasm," I told her. "I want to watch you get yourself off. Climb up on the bed so I can get a real good look." Aiko tentatively climbed up on the bed and straddled my thighs. It was a fairly firm mattress so she was less unsteady than I had feared. "Now show me how you make yourself cum," I told her as I took my rubbery dick in hand and began pulling on it, stretching it to its limit while Aiko watched. "I too can come many times... with a proficient lover," I added in dealing back the subtle dig Aiko had given me. Aiko's fingers went inside her hairless mound, first the index finger and then the middle finger, and she began working them inside herself as I watched with great interest. Aiko looked to the ceiling as she began rocking along with her fingering. "That's it," I said as my cock began to get a little interested. "I like the little show that you're giving me. Take a look." Aiko looked down at my cock, which was at half mast and laying back on my stomach, and licked her lips. "That's it," I continued. "Show me what you're going to be doing tomorrow, after I'm gone. You're going to be doing the same thing you're doing now. You're gonna be playing with yourself and thinking about tonight, and how many times I got you off. You're gonna be thinking of my big dick and how good it made you feel." "Yes," Aiko squeaked as as looked at the arching cock in my fist, her fingers beginning to work furiously inside her pussy and her other hands pulling savagely at her tit. "Where are you going to want it Aiko?" I asked her as I wiggled it up in her direction. "Everywhere!" Aiko said loudly. "Tell me where!" I demanded to know. "My cunt... my ass... everywhere!" Aiko screamed, and she was now crouching over me, with her knees having buckled, and I got a very intimate view of the pussy I hoped to be sliding into very soon. Judging by the effect Aiko's performance was having on me, it wouldn't be very much longer either. "I must!" Aiko suddenly yelped as she fell upon me. I wasn't sure if her legs had given out or she had pounced on me, but Aiko was now sitting on me, straddling me with her thighs. My cock was pressed down against my stomach with the underside nestled in the crevice of Aiko's pussy. For a minute I though she was going to try and put me inside her, and I wasn't quite ready for that just yet, but that wasn't her idea. Aiko began sliding her pussy up and down the length of my cock, furiously moving herself along me with her pussy tight up against me. Aiko now had her little titties in her hands and was pulling at them in such a brutal way that it was almost scary. "Aaaiiii!" Aiko screamed as her thrusting reached a peak. My cock was now fully hard from all this, but Aiko had found a use for it already, and was now cumming all over me. My crotch was drenched as Aiko writhed and wailed above me while I enjoyed the tortured look on her face and the sounds she made. Aiko's rocking finally slowed and then came to a stop and she looked at me with a dazed look on her face. "Look at my cock," I said and motioned toward my erection, the top half which was pointing at my face while the bottom of it remained in the channel between Aiko's legs. Professor Wanted to Watch Aiko reached down and ran the tip of my her finger along the underside of my cock, tracing the taut skin that strained along the shaft. "It is very hard again," Aiko said while trying to catch her breath, as her fingertip slid along the tip of the crown and dabbed at the drop of pre-cum that her touch created. "Because I enjoyed watching your slutty little show, I'm going to let you decide where it's going to go next," I told her. "It's the only decision you are going to get to make all night." Aiko rolled over on her back and spread her legs wide, exposing her pussy to me. I climbed between her thighs and felt her hand reach down between her legs, guiding my cock between the lips of her pussy. I eased myself inside of Aiko's dripping wet pussy, and as I slid deeper and deeper into her, it got tighter and tighter. When I felt the head of my cock hit the wall and Aiko's pussy contracted around me, the howl that she let out was music to my ears. Slowly at first, I began sliding the entire length of me in and out of Aiko's pussy, feeling her cringe as the full legth of me disappeared within her. Aiko grabbed my shoulders and squeezed me tight as we ground into each other. "Take your hands off me!" I barked at Aiko, who immediately removed them from my shoulders. "Put your hands above your head and reach back for the head board!" Aiko complied and stretched her arms as far as she could above her head, and I grabbed her around the elbows and held her down. Aiko's tiny breasts disappeared as I stretched her out, and I found the sight strangely erotic. I bent down and licked at Aiko's little nipples as I thrust into her, and ran my tongue up between her breasts and around her neck and shoulders. My tongue slid through her delicately scented armpits, which were just as silky smooth as they had appeared to be. Aiko writhed under my tongue as if it was a flame, and as I continued kissing and licking her neck and shoulders, I could feel her pussy grabbing at my cock. "Harder! Harder!" Aiko breathed heavily into my ear, but I continued at an easy tempo, and even slowed down in response to her urging. I continued making deep strokes into her, pulling every inch of my cock out of her before slowly sliding it all back in. The more Aiko urged me to fuck her harder the slower I went, and the sight of Aiko thrusting herself at me in a desperate attempt to cum was turning me on beyond belief. "Please!" Aiko whimpered as she squirmed beneath me, almost begging for release. "Please what?" "Harder. Please!" "Oh, you mean like this?" I asked as I pulled myself out of Aiko and then slammed myself back into her as hard as I could. "Aaaaiiii!!!" Aiko screamed in response, and I began pounding myself into her with all my might. Aiko's eyes rolled back in their sockets as she began cumming after the first few violent thrusts, and as her pussy convulsed around me I kept going. As hard and as fast as I could, I kept driving my cock into her. Aiko kept yelping loudly into my ear even after her orgasm had subsided, and the sounds she made excited me so much that I kept this rapid-fire tempo going. Aiko came again a minute later, and I was still going, lost in a world of my own as I tried to drill the delicate flower beneath me into the mattress. Aiko's eyes were glassy at this point, and the headboard that she had been reaching for earlier was now bouncing off her head, and so I slowed down and pulled out of her. We ended up sitting on the bed facing each other, slowly rocking with my cock half in her. I looked down and saw the tip of my dick slide out of the entrance of her pussy, so I reached down and grabbed my shaft and started slapping the tip of it against her pussy. "You like that, don't you?" I asked Aiko as her face contorted. "Yes," Aiko squeaked as I continued to spank her pussy with my dick. "Open your pussy open for me so I can spank your clit!" I commanded, and Aiko obeyed immediately by parting her hairless lips with her fingers. I began rapidly beating the tip of my dick against her exposed sex, and Aiko began shaking and making whimpering noises. "Harder please Kenneth!" Aiko begged. "Put it inside me." All I did was to keep slapping at her clit and Aiko was squirming madly as she tried to rub up close to me. I began rubbing the head of my cock in a circular motion around her clit, wondering if this could possibly make her cum. I didn't have to wait long for the answer as Aiko went from sitting in a lotus position opposite me and slammed back on the bed savagely before half rising up again in an amazingly athletic display. I was looking down at my dick stroking her clit when she let out a grotesque howl. Before I could look up my eyes caught sight of my dick being drenched by Aiko's pussy, as she squirted fluid all over my crotch while bouncing off the bed like Linda Blair in The Exorcist. The sight was so unbelievably erotic that I barely had time to scramble up and put my dick into Aiko before I began squirting rather excitedly myself. Aiko twitched as my cock spasmed inside of her before my orgasm finally ebbed. We looked at each other for a few minutes with dazed expressions before I fell off to Aiko's side. There we lay for quite awhile before Aiko got up and padded off to the bathroom. I had almost fallen asleep by the time Aiko got back. "Would you like me to give you a massage Kenneth?" Aiko asked as she brought over a bowl to the bedside. 5. The massage. I didn't know how to say no to such an offer, so I just smiled and started to roll over for Aiko, but she stopped me halfway. "You may stay on your back Kenneth, and I will do your front first," Aiko said as she climbed down to the foot of the bed. I relaxed by putting my hands behind my head and looked down as Aiko took my foot in her hand and began rubbing slowly and firmly. The slight groan that escaped my throat was correctly interpreted as approval by Aiko, who lifted my foot up to her mouth and began sucking on my toes while rubbing the sole. After treating my other foot to the same marvelous treatment, Aiko began moving upward, kneading my calves and sliding up to my thighs. Aiko smiled as she worked the insides of my thighs while avoiding my cock, which hung limply off to the side. "Your penis looks very beautiful when it is flaccid, Kenneth," Aiko said as her fingernails scraped around my groin in a circular motion. "I wonder if it will stay that way if I begin to play with it?" "I don't know," I said honestly, having already had two orgasms in the last hour or so. "I think that last one took a lot out of me." "Perhaps," Aiko said as she dipped her hand in the bowl before grabbing my limp dick. "I think that I should find out for sure," Aiko said as her tiny hand grabbed my dick and began pulling on it. "Mmmmm... feels so very soft now," Aiko said softly as her lubricated hands worked busily all over my crotch. "So very soft and small now, and yet it becomes so very long and hard when it is aroused, and gives me so much pleasure." Aiko was beginning to bring me back to life, at least a little bit, and as my cock began to grow under her ministrations, she began getting more and more intense in her actions. Aiko began pulling and stretching my cock as far as she could, giggling softly as it reached comical lengths in its semi-erect state. "Not yet Kenneth," Aiko said as she let go of me, just as I was almost hard again. Aiko's hands came up and began rubbing my chest, the hairless skin glistening while my nipples became erect. Aiko pinched them and leaned down to bite them before sliding her tongue up and over, dabbing my slight spray of armpit hair with her tongue. My body shivered at that unexpected and exciting show of affection, and when Aiko's hand slid down, it grabbed a cock that was as hard as it could get. "Roll over please Kenneth," Aiko asked, and as I did she maneuvered me so that I was on my hands and knees. "I have felt you in my mouth, and in my vagina, but there is one place left that I want to feel you before the night is over," Aiko said. "Do you know where that is?" Before I could answer, I felt Aiko's hands spreading my ass cheeks, and seconds later I felt her oiled index finger gently probing around my anus. I gasped when Aiko's finger slid into me up to the first knuckle, and as she worked it around her free hand came up between my legs and grabbed my balls. Leaning down and looking back, I saw my dangling sack getting manipulated roughly in her palm. Suddenly, I felt Aiko's finger slide out of my ass, and I although I had not often experienced such a treatment, I have to admit I was sorry when it ended. Only momentarily, however. "Aaaawwww!" I howled as I felt Aiko's tongue burrowing into my ass, swirling around as she hands circled my hips and drew me close to her. My hands gave out and my face fell into the pillow, gasping as my upraised ass was now fully exposed and most vulnerable to Aiko's incessant tonguing. "No don't... I'll cum!" I shrieked after a minute or so of this. I pulled Aiko's hand away from my cock, which she had begun stroking at some point. My cock was springing up and down against my stomach, seeming to be begging for release. Release that I didn't want to happen, at least not yet. "In my ass Kenneth," Aiko yelled as she rolled off the side of me and raised her ass in the same position that mine had been in. I scrambled around between her legs and looked down at her anus, and the tan wrinkled opening was glistening with the same oil Aiko had been using on me. I put the tip of my cock to the puckered orifice and slid slowly forward. "Yiiii!" Aiko squealed as my slender prong slid into the tight opening which she had apprently lubricated for me, and I fought the urge to cum as her erotic wailing continued. "All of it... I want it all in me!!!" Aiko yowled as she thrust herself back against me, forcing more and more of me into her as I pumped into her. Soon the sound of our sweaty bodies slapping together filled the air, as we clashed together wildly like animals. I felt the tip of my cock slamming into her ass like it was hitting a wall, but Aiko not only didn't care, she was insisting on it as she pushed back against me. Her head was jammed into the headboard by then, and when she let out an inhuman wail that was exciting and frightening at the same time, and I felt her spasm around my cock savagely, I could hold back no longer. Aiko whimpered as she felt my cock jerk around inside her as I came, in a series of spurts that continued for a ridiculous length of time before I finally collapsed as gently as I could on top of her. I lay on top of Aiko until my deflating cock finally slid out of her, and the little yelp she let out when my cock popped out was matched by my own. I rolled off and hugged Aiko from behind, and we lay like that for a few minutes. I was almost ready to drop off to sleep when I heard the professor clear his throat from the darkness. The professor! I had forgotten all about him lurking in the shadows, and now I felt very naked for the first time since the evening had begun. 6.Parting. The professor got up and left the bedroom, and Aiko brought me into the shower, where we gave each other a most delightful scrubbing. Aiko gave my dick a couple of tugs while she cleaned it, and raised a eyebrow with a tilt of the head, but nothing was going to happen down there for a while. "Give me an hour and another massage," I suggested with a laugh, but it was clear that the evening was over, at least as far as I was concerned. Aiko showed me to the door after we dressed, and as she let me out she leaned over a kissed me on the cheek. "You were good Kenneth," Aiko said shyly. "Very very good. Thank you so much. Professor Richard was also pleased." I stammered something stupid and found myself out on the street as the door closed behind me, walking slowly to my dorm room with visions of Aiko dancing in my head. My night was over, but I wondered if hers was just beginning. Epilogue. Around the end of the semester I was talking to my classmate, friend and occasional lover Mary Ann Pierro as Professor Richard's Sociology class let out. While we talked and moved toward the door, I was shocked when I saw Aiko come in through the doorway almost the same time as we were leaving. "Oh! Hello!" Aiko said in a startled tone as we slid over to let her in, and I blushed even though Aiko kept going like we had never met before. Mary Ann and I both said hello in response before stepping out into the hall. Aiko wasn't wearing her maid's outfit, but was wearing a smartly tailored pant suit that looked expensive. "Wow! Professor Richard must pay his help well," I remarked. Did you see the outfit his maid was wearing?" I asked Mary Ann. "Maid?" Mary Ann asked in a confused voice. "The woman that we just danced with in the doorway," I informed Mary Ann, smugly full of knowledge. "She's the Professor's maid." "You moron!" Mary Ann retorted. "That's Aiko, and she's not his maid, she's his wife!" "His wife?" I said in as flabbergasted a voice as I had ever had. "Absolutely!" Mary Ann exclaimed. "How did you ever get the idea that she was his maid?" "Uh... I dunno," I said meekly as we headed down the hall, me looking back occasionally in confusion. "I thought you knew all about all the women on campus?" Mary Ann said in a mocking tone. "Wife?" I said softly to myself before stopping in my tracks. "Wait a minute! How do you know so much about them? Mary Ann!" Mary Ann's face had just begun to turn crimson before she spun away from me and hustled down the corridor, yelling "Gotta run!" as she skipped over into the ladies room. Leaving me, for once, speechless. **** Thanks for reading "The Professor Wanted to Watch". Comments are welcomed.