0 comments/ 48006 views/ 27 favorites Biology Professor Gets Kidnapped By: sexyprefessor Waking up was very difficult, as though I was coming out of a drug-induced slumber—which, in fact, I was. I tried opening my eyes, but they were completely covered by a blindfold. All I could see was black. Next, I tried moving my arms and legs. Unfortunately, my wrists and ankles were securely bound by some type of stiff, non metal clamps (maybe leather?). As consciousness began slowly returning, I realized that I was lying horizontally upon a soft vinyl surface, completely naked. Where the hell was I and why was I tied up like this? Although my first inclination was to call out, it seemed smarter to first think the situation through and try to figure out what was going on. So I began thinking about where I was last doing when I was conscious and unbound. I had just finished teaching a late evening class in biology at the local community college. The topic being discussed was the scientific method, and the various parameters and considerations involved designing a study to test a hypothesis. Being an engaging fellow with a good sense of humor, I'm reasonably popular with students since I do my best to make whatever topic we're study as interesting as possible. I've also been told that, despite the fact I've 50 years old, my good looks and friendly personality also makes me a teacher of choice when young ladies are choosing whose science class they wish to attend at the start of each semester. In fact, its commonplace of young ladies in my classes to flirt with me, although I've never responded to their flirting or sexual innuendo in any way that would suggest a lack of professional propriety on my part. Over the years, I've even had a few direct offers by some very attractive coeds, but I've always declined graciously on the basis of being a happily married man, which is true. During the biology class I had just finished teaching, two particular girls went out of their way to tease and flirt. Karen, a short blond with a killer figure and sweet little ass asked, "Dr. Russo, what type of parameters would be important to include in study designed to test the sexual reaction of a male subject?" That got a general laugh from the students, and I smiled patiently. "Well that all depends upon the hypothesis you want to test," I relied, trying to steer the conversation back into a safe scientific framework. "The hypothesis would be that a middle-age man would be able to 'rise to the occasion' repeatedly within a short period of time given sufficient stimulation," responded Valerie, a strikingly beautiful black girl with a lean, athletic build, and especially nice tits. The class roared with laughter, and there were even a few cat calls. I glanced at my watch at said, "On that note, its time to wrap it up for today." As the class began to file out, Karen and Valerie turned and winked at me. I smiled back at them, and silently wished that I could be young and single again—at least for one night. I sighed, packed up my brief case and left the class too, walking to the faculty parking lot which was fairly empty at just after 9:00 pm. Just as I took out my keys to open my car door, I felt a hand reach around from behind and put a rag over my face. The sweet odor emanating from the rag told me that the rag had been dipped in chloroform. Before I could put up much of a struggle, I drifted into unconsciousness. Now, fully awake, I realized what must be happening. Karen and Valerie were going to take their flirting and sexual innuendo to the next level, and use me as some sort of sexual experiment of the type they described in class. At least, I rather hoped that that was the situation. I'd hate to find out that I was wrong and that some deranged serial killer had me. "Karen? Valerie?" I called out. No response. I tried again. Nothing. Then I heard some soft footsteps approaching. I started getting very nervous. "Who is it? What do you want?" In answer to my questions, the footsteps stopped beside me, and four soft hands began caressing my chest, running their fingers through my chest hair, and gently circling my nipples with their fingernails. Well that answered my question. It was Karen and Valerie. I decided right then and there that I wasn't going to fight them. I wasn't stupid after all. I may be married, but since I was bound and unable leave of my on volition, I figured I may as well relax and do my best to enjoy whatever these two young vixens had in store for me. That's when I heard Karen's voice. From the relative position of her voices in conjunction with their hands on my chest, it seemed that the surface I was lying on must be about waist high. "This is the first stage of the experiment. We're going to see if we can get you to achieve a full erection using tactile stimulation, but without the benefit of touching your cock—oh, excuse me—I mean your penis. We're all scientific professionals here," she said in an exaggerated, pseudo-professorial voice. I couldn't help but smile, which caused Karen (at least I think it was Karen) to giggle. Then I heard Valerie's voice, "The first stage of the experiment is complete. Running fingers over chest and nipples is causing a slight engorgement and elongation of the penis. But full erection has not been attainted." Indeed, my cock had definitely started to wake up. "Now its time for stage two: using oral stimulation to promote an erection, but still without direct contact with the penis." Then, one of the two hot ladies bent over and began kissing my right earlobe, and moving down to my neck. I heard some movement, and the other sweet girl moved over to my left side, bent over and began licking my left nipple, grazing it gently with her teeth. I started breathing heavily. I was definitely getting hot, and my erection was continuing to grow. The abruptly, both sets of lips and tongues left my body, causing me to groan. I heard another giggle. This time I thought it was Valerie. "The second stage of the experiment is complete, and the subject's penis appears to be fully erect," stated Karen. "Now it's time for the third stage." "What's the third stage?" I asked eagerly. "Shhh," responded Valerie. "Subjects are not allowed to talk in this experiment." "The third stage of the experiment will determine if the subject will be able to maintain the erection and begin the leaking of preseminal fluid from the penis without any direct tactile or oral stimulation of any part of his body," explained Karen. "But how...?" I began to ask, and was again shushed by Valerie. Karen continued, saying, "Subject will instead perform cunnilingus upon the research scientists, which hypothetically will result in the aforementioned erectile leakage of preseminal fluid." Subject will perform cunnilingus...? That sounded absolutely lovely. My hard cock throbbed in anticipation of the fun my tongue was about to have. I heard one of the girls move around toward my head. Then, I felt a warm, naked inner thigh touch my right as she presumably swung her other leg over my head. All at once I felt short, soft, kinky pubic hairs tickling my nose, and I breathed in the distinct and slightly musky female aroma of delicious pussy. I immediately opened my mouth and used my tongue to take a long slow lick from 'taint to clitoris. She made a little noise that sounded something like a contented sigh. I know I was sure contented. She was already slightly wet and tasted fantastic. Apparently nights activities were exciting the girls as well as me. Then I heard Karen's voice to my right. Sounding a little husky, she said, "Subject will proceed with lingual ministrations until he brings first scientist to an orgasm." So it was Valerie's pussy I was eating! Although I had always wanted to, I had never eaten a black girl's pussy before. The realization that I was doing so sent a jolt of sexual excitement through me. I could just imagine the look of the pretty dark pussy lips and sweet pink center. I begin eating pussy in earnest. I began by running my tongue along the sides of her left outer pussy lip, continuing above her clitoris but purposely avoiding touching it again as I ran my tongue down the side of her right outer pussy lip. The texture of her pussy against my tongue was heavenly. The outer lips were quite full, and the soft membrane making up the valley between outer and inner pussy lips was smooth as silk. The inner pussy lips were wide and meaty with a tender, scalloped texture. I repeated this teasing routine a few more times, and then I unexpectedly thrust my tongue as deep into her pussy as it would go. I was rewarded with a groan from Valerie. I continued to kiss and tongue her puss for another minute or so, before I finally let my tongue graze the side of her clitoris. "Yesss", she hissed, and pressed her pussy down a little harder onto my face. Now one thing I'm really good at is eating pussy. Besides the fact that I really enjoy it, I want the women receiving my talented tongue to really enjoy it as well. Consequently I have spent a lot of time studying clitoral anatomy and physiology, and testing out theories on my wife about how best to stimulate this sweet little bud in such a way as to generate maximum sensation, taking advantage of my knowledge of the nervous system. As a result, I've learned how to bring a woman to orgasm in only about three minutes using my own unique tongue techniques. My tongue bathed Valerie's clitoris using my special patented pattern of pulsing and flicking, finally focusing all attention right on the tip. Her clitoris was slightly larger than average, and was fully distended from her clitoral hood. She had begun a fairly constant moan about one minute ago, and it grew in intensity. Ultimately, her body began to shake and I knew her orgasm was starting to hit full force. I then took my tongue directly off the tip of her clitoris, and moved it just slightly north so that I could continue my lingual massage as she came without excessively stimulating the tip of her clitoris which would soon become oversensitive. The result was that she experienced a mind-blowing, extended multiple orgasm, as evidenced by her screaming, "Oh God, oh God," occasionally punctuated by some very sexy moaning and groaning. Finally, her shaking body stilled, and she swung her leg over my head, dismounting my face. "That was the most fucking fantastic orgasm I ever had," Valerie sighed. "Dr. Russo really knows how to eat pussy. I just knew he would." "And look," Karen said, "his cock is hard as a rock and dripping pre-cum." Apparently, all attempts at scientific talk had disappeared in the sexual excitement. "You have to try him Karen," Valerie encouraged. Yes, I thought, move that sweet little blond pussy right on top of my mouth. I was ready. I heard Karen move toward me, then she stopped and I heard a metallic click. A whirring sound began, and I felt the table I was attached to start to lower. Of course, I realized, Karen was shorter than Valerie. If she was going to stand over me, I would need to be lower. The table stopped moving, and then I felt Karen's soft inner thigh touch my cheek. As she was swinging her other leg over my head to straddle my face, I quickly began thinking about how best to please this delicious young thing. Many times watching Karen walk around campus or into my class, I noticed that she took ever opportunity to wiggle her ass in a tantalizing way. I'm not just talking about regular appealing shake of a woman's ass as she walked; I'm talking about her taking extra effort to draw attention to her delightful derriere. Furthermore, she always wore clothing that emphasized her beautiful buns, all of which lead me to thinking that she might have a bit of an ass fetish. Just then, Karen's pussy came into contact with my nose and mouth. The texture of her pubic hair was slightly different from Valerie's—a bit more silky. Her sweet aroma was also somewhat different, with a very light fragrance of peach body wash. This is not to say that her smell was better than Valerie's, but it was certainly equally as good. In any case, I enjoyed the difference. Rather than begin with a long lick as I had done with Valerie, I decided to start with a series of firm, wet kisses all around her pussy, starting with her clitoris, and then working my way down. Her outer and inner pussy lips were well formed, but smaller and finer then Valerie's. She tasted wonderful. As my lips and tongue started to move down past her 'taint, she began to tremble. That's when I knew I had pegged her correctly. When my lips met her anus, I kissed it softly and extended my tongue to circle it. A mewling noise escaped Karen's lips, and I knew that I had her. Then, I started thrusting my tongue inside her anus, and she gasped and started to tremble slightly. Slowly I let my tongue move back north toward her pussy proper, and gave her some of the same treatment I had given Valerie. The only difference is that every ten to fifteen seconds, I would let my tongue trail back down to her anus, circle it, thrust inside, and then go back north for a repeat performance. When I noticed her that her little clitoris was fully engorged and distended from its hood, I realized that she was close. I then stopped my anal ministrations and focused fully on pleasuring her clit, pulsing and flicking my educated tongue. When her body began to shake and her sounds coming from her throat increased in pitch, her orgasm was evident—and let me tell you she came like a freight train. She was one of those women who produced a great deal of pussy juice when she came, and I was happy to lap it up as her orgasm subsided. I then to one more trip south, planting soft kisses along the way, then flicking her anus with my tongue and kissing it passionately before stopping. As Karen dismounted from my mouth, she bent over and placed a passionate kiss upon my lips. I kissed her back hungrily, our tongues intertwining in a sensual little dance. Then Valerie whispered, "Me too," and I felt her full soft lips kissing the left side of mine. When her tongue entered my mouth along side of Karen's the sensual little dance increased in intensity. Combined with my inability to see or touch them, the sensations I was experiencing was unlike anything I had ever known. My arousal was extreme. I was moaning unrestrained and was about ready to come just from kissing these two incredible ladies. One or both of them must have sensed my impending orgasm, because they both pulled away from me, giving me a chance to recover. My breathing was heavy, and my I immediately missed the sweet, soft, moist pressure of their lips and tongue. Then Valerie said, "You know, he made us feel really good. I think it's time to return the favor." "Ladies," I said in heavy, panting voice, "I just want you to know that I'm already on the edge. Whatever you do next, I'm not going to last long." "That's okay sweetie," replied Karen, "just relax, enjoy, and do whatever comes naturally." The familiar whirring sound followed, and the table I was on rose up a bit higher. Then, there was a noise that sounded like a level being pulled, and the next thing I knew a soft vinyl panel from about mid-butt to mid-calf swung out from below me. There was movement under me, and the next moment I felt a sweet, feminine tongue lapping at my testicles, and then gently taking one of my balls fully into her mouth and swirl her tongue around it. I gasped, and before I could even process this new, delicious sensation, a set sweet feminine lips began kissing up the side of my cock, with liberal use of her tongue. The feeling was indescribably wonderful, sending a current of pure pleasure throughout my body. "Ummm...nice thick cock," said Valerie—which meant that it was sweet little Karen down below sucking on my balls. Then Valerie took the head of my cock into her mouth and did something to me that I never thought I would experience. She deep-throated me, swallowing my cock whole, all the way up to the hilt. The shock of ecstasy put me that much closer to my climax. Then she began bobbing up and down, circling her moist tongue around the head of my cock as it would reach the front of her mouth. At the same time, I felt the other side of my testicles being bathed by Karen's tender, loving tongue, and the totality of sensations finally reached the breaking point. I screamed out, "Yesss...," as my orgasm exploded like the grand finale on the Fourth of July. I pumped what felt like a gallon of semen down Valerie's lovely and willing throat, as she continued to bob up and down, taking everything I had to give. Unfortunately, my magnificent blow-job only lasted about forty seconds since I had been far too excited to hold on for any long. Now I sorely wished that I had had more staying power. It would have been nice to continue feeling that sort of pleasure for a longer period of time. Still, the experience was incredible. Karen moved from her position below me, but did not replace the panel, leaving my ass hanging halfway in open space. "Karen and Valerie," I said, "that was easily the most incredible sexual experience of my life. I'm more than happy to have been your sexual guinea-pig. But why don't you release me now, and then we can talk about how we can avoid having this...adventure...affect our academic life moving forward." "Oh but Dr. Russo," replied Valerie sweetly, "you forgot our hypothesis." "Your hypothesis?" I asked, sounding confused, but nervously and excitedly thinking that I did know what she was talking about. "Of course. Our hypothesis was that we could get a middle-age man to 'rise to the occasion' repeatedly within a short period of time given sufficient stimulation. Remember now?" she asked with a smile in her voice. "Well, uh, yeah. But listen, I'm fifty not twenty. I'm not at all sure that I'll be able to recover quickly enough to...to..." To do what? I wasn't sure what the plan was. "Sufficiently to fuck both of us," answered Karen, with a note of humor in her voice. Despite the fact that my fifty-year old cock had just a complete and thorough—albeit brief—workout, it twitched slightly at Karen's words. "Look," said Valerie triumphantly, "did you see that? His cock started coming back to life when you talked about fucking us." As though it had a mind of its own, and totally independent of any conscience thought on my part, my cock twitched again. "Yep," agreed Karen, "we can make him hard again. And we can do it without touching his cock." I heard some brief whispering, and then they both headed in different directions. First, I sensed someone back down below me, and I was expecting to feel a tongue tickling my testicles again. This time, however, I heard the sound of another lever shift, and feet began to rise as my knees moved forward so that I was now in a kind of horizontal crouching position. The net effect was to leave my ass cheeks spread wide open. The lever moved again, locking me into this new position. That's when I heard Karen's voice at level with my ass, "Dr. Russo, make sure to let me know if you like this." And then she started tonguing my anus. Oh...my...God. She's rimming me...and it feels good. A very unmanly squeak escaped my mouth, and Valerie said, "I think he likes it." Karen then used her incredible tongue to alternately circle and flick my anus and then thrust it inside. Not surprisingly, my cock began to rise. "Now," said Karen in a voice muffled by my ass in her mouth. "Are you sure?" relied Valerie. Pulling her face away from my ass for a moment, Karen responded, "Trust me, you're going to love it, and so will he." Then she buried her tongue back into me anus and I sighed in pleasure. Valerie moved toward the front, and again straddled my face. But this time she shifted her position and spread her cheeks slightly, giving me access to her anus. In my mind's eye, I could picture her sexy black ass, and her dark little anus. Yum, I thought, and extended my tongue. As it came into contact with her anus, she jumped slightly, and then relaxed. I started to circle and flick at her sweet sphincter with my tongue, and the sensation of having the same thing being done to me at the same time was amazing. As I stiffened my tongue and thrust it inside her anus, she began to relax, allow my tongue to penetrate further. "Ooooo...that's so nice. I never knew it would feel like that." Biology Professor Gets Kidnapped As you might imagine, the erotic sensations of having my anus licked by a beautiful girl, while concurrently licking the anus of another beautiful girl, had my cock back at full attention in very short order. Then I felt a new sensation at my anus. Karen was rubbing some sort of lubricant over my asshole. Next, she started softly rubbing her index finger around the parameter, and then she slowly inserted it inside me. This was a new and entirely pleasurable experience. Knowing precisely what she was doing, she soon found my prostate and began rubbing it. Now, my cock wasn't just stiff, it was wickedly hard as a rock—a fact that was not lost on the ladies. They must have motioned to each other, because each stopped what they were doing and removed themselves from their previous positions. I heard levers being moved and my legs also moved back to their fully extended position, and the panel beneath my mid-butt and mid-calves clicked back into place, providing me with solid support below. Then I heard Valerie's voice saying, "Brace your self Dr. Russo, I'm going to ride your cock." True to her word, she positioned her crotch over mine, took my cock in her hand, and guided it to her sweet wetness. The moment my cock head touched the slick wet entrance to her vagina, we both groaned. Valeria, prolonged the pleasure by impaling herself upon my cock an inch at a time—and with each inch I entered a new level of heaven. Valerie moans were music to my ears as she whispered, "Ohhh...so thick...so thick." Of course I was enjoying it too. The best way I can describe the sensation is hot, buttered silk wrapped firmly around my cock, and becoming more buttery and silky with each movement. Finally, our pubic bones met and she was fully impaled upon my length. Then she rose up again, and this time thrust herself down again immediately. Sounds of pleasure escaped both our mouths simultaneously. I found I could no longer be a passive participator in this delicious fuck, so I began thrusting my hips upward to meet her as she was moving on the down stroke. Soon we had a rhythm going, and thankfully I was able to last longer this second time around. Nevertheless, I knew that soon I was going to blow my second load of the evening into this delicious, chocolate goddess. Judging by Valerie's increased pumping action and the increased tempo and volume of her moaning, however, I was pleased to realize that she was likely to have her second orgasm before I was. A moment later, my prediction came true as her hands fell trembling upon my chest, and she came screaming, "Fuck, yeah...Dr. Russo...," and grinding her public bone into mine. Of course that was all I could take, and I let loose, pumping semen deep into sweet Valerie while expressing my own ecstasy in loud, joyful moans. Our movements slowed, and then stopped, as Valerie fell completely on top of me, her perfect breasts and hard nipples pressing into my chest as she kissed me deeply and passionately. "Valerie," said Karen's voice in a husky, somewhat unsteady tone, "we need to get him ready for me." Reluctantly, Valerie stopped kissing me, sat up, and dismounted from my cock, a process that made wet, squishy sounds as we disconnected. This time, my cock had softened substantially. I was feeling bad for Karen because I didn't think it very likely that I would be able to get hard again very soon, especially considering that this would be my cock's third round. I supposed that it might help if one of them started giving me another blow job.. As if reading my thoughts, Karen said, "Don't worry Dr. Russo. We have a special plan for making you hard again. And we don't even think we'll have to touch you or suck you to do it—although that's certainly plan B. I bet you're wondering how we'll do it." "Well, frankly, yeah I am," I replied. "Okay, here's the plan. So far you haven't been able to see anything. You've had to rely on your senses of touch, taste, smell and sound for sexual stimulation. But we all know that men are highly sexually stimulated by what they see. So we've saved the best for last, we're going to remove your blindfold." Then, I heard a whirring noise again, and the soft, vinyl surface upon which I had been lying began to move into a vertical position. Soon I was standing upright, although still bound by my wrists and ankles, and I felt a hand grasp the blindfold and remove it. I blinked, and my eyes adjusted to the light, which was actually subdued and romantic. The sight that greeted me was a fully naked Karen and Valerie. My eyes drank them in, leering greedily at every inch of their delicious flesh. Valerie skin was a beautiful milk chocolate, with a darling little patch of kinky black hair above her pussy. Her athletic body was nicely toned, and her breasts—although not overly large—were perfectly formed without the hint of any sag and her nipples were hard, with a lovely dark chocolate color. She had a great big smile on her beautiful face, which reflected in her large dark brown eyes, and her white teeth sparkled from behind her generous, sexy lips. I couldn't help but smile back at that vision of delight. Then I turned my gaze to Karen. Her blond hair was shoulder length, and I was surprised to discover that she was a "true blond" with a small, light colored patch above her pussy. Although shorter in stature, Karen's shape was softer and curvier than Valerie's, and her breasts were larger with correspondingly larger areolas and nipples. Her skin was quite light, and she was grinning with a distinctly mischievous twinkle in her startlingly blue eyes. She then turned around so that I could get a good look and her incredible ass, and then unashamedly demonstrated her dexterity by bending over and touching the ground while keeping her legs straight. Or course this position caused her ass cheeks to spread and I was treated to the view of her sexy, pink little anus. The realization that that tiny, tantalizing piece of flesh is what my tongue had tasted earlier, send a shiver of delight through me, and even caused me to think that maybe, just maybe I would be able to get hard again. Then, Karen stood up, walked over to Valerie, grasped her by the back of her neck, and pulled her beautiful milk chocolate face down to her own beautiful peachy-white one, and their lips met in an open-mouthed, passionate kiss. I was treated to the sight of their tongues playing tag between their lips, and then they took turns kissing each others checks and necks. Karen was the first to suckle Valerie's breasts, circling her areolas and flicking the dark nipples with her pink tongue. Then Valerie responded in kind, hefting Karen's heavy breasts in her hands and alternating between licking and nibbling on those large pink nipples. Then, Karen got down on her knees, and started lapping at Valerie's pussy, thrusting her tongue between those pretty brown lips. After a minute or two of this, the switched positions and Valerie's tongue was lapping at Karen's blond pussy. It may not come as a surprise to you that action being played out in front of my very luck eyes was having the desired effect. My cock was getting quite hard again. Then, when Valerie turned Karen around and bent her over so that her little pink anus was showing, I cock felt as though it got ratcheted up one more level of hard. Of course when Valerie's tongue came out of her mouth and starting licking and teasing Karen's anus—eliciting a series of moans from Karen—my cock had reached a painful level of hard. Just when I thought that my cock couldn't get any harder or more painful, Valerie took a tube of ass lube and began applying it liberally around and into Karen's anus, allowing two of her slim, dark fingers to penetrate up to the hilt, and pumping Karen's ass a few times. At that point, I couldn't help but moan at the sight and the pain. That's when Valerie stopped what she was doing and walked over to me. She squirted some of the ass lube into her hand, and then took hold of my agonizingly hard cock. The immediate relief I felt at sensation of her fingers grasping, but failing to completely surround my girth was short-lived as she let go after on a few quick strokes whose purpose appeared to be lubricating my cock. Then she moved away. I watched in anticipation as petite Karen walked up to me, and then turned around so that my cock was even with her ass. She started moving her slick ass back and forth over my cock, passing repeatedly over her sensitive anus. Finally, when she had finished teasing both of us sufficiently, she positioned herself and earnest, and Valerie even got into the game by taking my cock and lining it up with Karen's anus. Then Karen began to push backward. As her small anus impossibly began to open up, my excitement grew exponentially. I had always wanted to have anal sex, but it was something my wife just wasn't interested in, so I had let it go. Now, here I was, about to have my cock buried between the sweet checks of this astoundingly sexy young lady—at least if I fit inside her. After all, my cock was wide and her asshole looked pretty small. As if to emphasize my thought, little whimpering sounds came out of Karen—although I honestly couldn't say if the sounds were the result of sexual excitement, pain or both. Just as I thought that it wouldn't work, the head of my cock made it past her anal sphincter with an audible slurping sound. And wow was she tight! The pressure surrounding my cock was almost too much. I really wanted to start pounding her; but being a gentleman and having no desire to hurt this delightful creature that had brought me so much pleasure, I kept still and let her take the lead as her whimpering sounds continued, but a little more throaty than before. Slowly, surely and agonizingly, Karen kept pressing her derrière back until her soft ass cheeks finally pressed against my pubic bone. I couldn't believe it. I was all the way inside Karen's wonderfully sweet ass. "Mmmm," she purred, "you don't know how long I've wanted your cock inside my ass." "Glad to oblige a beautiful young lady," I gasped. In response, she moved her ass up about an inch off my cock, and then pushed back again. "Oh my God...," we both moaned together, and then laughed together too at our joint reaction. It was just then that I looked up from the impressive sight of my cock buried in Karen's ass to see Valerie sitting in a chair in front of us, legs spread wide over the arm rests, watching the action before her while rubbing her clitoris with hand and spreading her pussy lips with the other. When our eyes met, she looked hungrily at me, and then smiled as though she had an idea. She stopped what she was doing, moved her chair closer to us, resumed her position, but this time extending her leg so that her right food was level with and just gently caressing Karen's face which was, of course, about waist high because she was bent over while standing to accommodating our butt-fucking position. Valerie's foot, as well as her toes, was slender and pretty with a high arch. Her toenails were trimmed nicely, and painted a sexy shade of red. As she rubbed her food along Karen's face, I could see Karen grasp her foot, and then I heard begin sucking on Valerie's toes. This caused Valerie to moan in pleasure while continuing to jiggle her sweet little jewel. The moment was surreal and the experience sublime. Here I was fucking the ass of a pretty young blond coed, while she sucked on the toes of a beautiful black coed who was masturbating, pussy spread wide for us to see. The excitement was getting to me, and a really wanted to pick up the ass-pounding pace. Then I noticed that Karen's free hand was between her legs, and she too was rubbing her clitoris. She must also have been getting more excited, because she began picking up the pace, pulling farther off my cock and pounding back harder with each thrust. I decided it was safe for me to start meeting her thrusts, and Karen's made cute little encouraging noises, egging me on. Then Valerie began to moan loudly, and her body began shaking. In response, Karen sucked and licked wildly at Valerie's toes, and Valerie screamed with a magnificent orgasm. Her pussy even began squirting liquid. I didn't know if it was pussy juice or urine, and I didn't care. The site was so sexy, that it drove me over the edge and I began pounding Karen's ass for all I was worth. Karen met my thrusts with her own, groaning and then screaming as her own orgasm hit—which was exactly at the same moment as mine. The sensation of her rectal muscles squeezing my cock as I came was powerful and pleasurable beyond words. Finally, we all stopped moving and moaning. Karen slowly extricated herself from my cock saying, "I'll be right back," as she waddled unsteadily to the other room which, presumably, was a bathroom. When Karen got back a few minutes later, she and Valerie looked at each other, nodded, and then came over to me, releasing the wrist and ankle restraints. As I stood there naked and free, I looked at these two students of mine, and opened my arms, inviting them in for a hug. The immediately wrapped their arms around me, and I kissed them tenderly on their faces and lips. Then I stood back and asked, "Not that I'm complaining, mind you, but why did you kidnap me and tie me up if you just wanted to have sex with me?" "Because you wouldn't have joined us," said Karen. "Even though we see you looking at us and all the sexy girls, we also know that you have a reputation for turning any of them down that propositions you. We know it's because your married, and don't want to cheat on your wife. So we figured that if we kidnapped you and forced you to have sex with us, it wouldn't be your fault and you wouldn't really have cheated on your wife; but at the same time you might enjoy it and we could all have some fun." "Hmmm," I said "a rather ingenious bit of reasoning. Okay, so please to what I have to say. First of all, I am truly grateful to you both. This evening was, by far, the most sexually rewarding one of my life." "Mine too", said Valerie. "And mine too," said Karen. "I mean, my God Dr. Russo. Where did you learn to eat pussy like that? You should teach classes in oral sex." "Thank you," I smiled. "But there is something else I need to say. No matter how great tonight was, we can't do a repeat performance. The chance of getting caught is too great. And in my case, getting caught would run my career, and quite possibly my marriage too." "But," said Valerie, "What if you wife joined us? She might enjoy it. Maybe we could strap her to the table next time." "As tempting as that sounds, I don't think that will work with my wife," I said. "But that reminds me...where did you get that table you strapped me to?" "Oh yes...the table," Karen replied almost reverently. "It was custom made by my uncle. He let me have it when I moved away from home." "That sounds like an interesting story," I ventured. "I'll tell you all about it if you promise to get together with Val and me again sometime," she responded hopefully. Before I could regretfully decline, Valerie interrupted. "I understand your concern about your career and your wife if we were to keep things going. But I think I know a way to avoid the risk and still have fun." So I heard what Valerie had to say, and in the end we all had great big smiles on our faces. Then we got dressed, exchanged a few kisses that promised fulfillment of future desire, and began plans for our next adventure.