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The Professor Advises Ch. 01

By: Sakara_Sable



Chapter 1: the importance of a schedule

The professor was sitting at his desk, attempting to concentrate on his paper for the conference the next week. His thoughts kept returning to his upcoming appointment. Not that the appointment itself required any preparation, Emily was just a student looking for some advice on her course schedule. Landon could field those questions in his sleep. But, Emily. Wow. She was the most distracting student he'd had in a long time. 

Landon usually kept his mind out of the gutter and his cock in his boxers when it came to students. He'd seen colleagues go through lots of personal drama and professional hell from thoughts and deeds with co-eds. Landon knew without a doubt that no perky 20something was worth that. When he was thinking with his upper head, he was pretty sure that no 40something was either, but Emily, with her curvy, womanly body, her quick-to-appear, world-stopping smile, and her fun-loving attitude really might be.  

Landon shook his head out of the clouds. No, of course she wasn't worth it. He didn't need a complication in his life. He told himself to get to it. He wrote a few paragraphs for the paper, reread, decided it was garbage, deleted, and hit close on the file. Landon opened his email. He could take care of that while waiting a few more minutes for Emily. The first email was from Emily, thanking him for taking time out of his busy schedule to advise her. His boxers got a little snug just from seeing her name. Geez, he had it bad for this woman. But, Landon was a professional. He could handle this conversation.

He took a walk to the water cooler to refocus, glad that no one stopped him along the way. The water was refreshing, cleansing. He turned back to his office, spied his secretary's empty chair, smiled to himself a little secret smile. He'd sent his secretary home after lunch, wanting a little privacy for the afternoon. 

Then, he turned to face the main entrance to his department feeling her presence as soon as she got off the elevator. Emily was about to ask directions to his office, when she turned her head and saw him. She smiled at the occupants of the main office and strode confidently down the hallway to where Landon waited.  He silently watched, engrossed by the swing of her hips and the bobbing of her breasts as she walked. And then she smiled at him- that smile that lit up a room, zinged his heart, and made his cock wiggle a little bit.  Landon smiled back at Emily. He had no idea that she liked his smile as much as he liked hers. Emily put out her hand and Landon shook it, loving the feel of her soft, warm skin in his hand. He held her hand a little too long maybe and then invited her into his office. 

Emily walked in curiously, having never actually been in his office- every other time they'd talked had been after class or in the nearby coffee shop. She looked around at the walls of books, his immaculate desk, his not quite so immaculate work table, the family pictures on the walls. Landon openly stared at Emily. One of the things he liked so much about her was her openness and curiosity. One of the other things he liked about her was the curve of her butt and how soft and delicious her lips looked. When Emily was satisfied, she turned to Landon who beckoned her to sit in a chair at the table as he sat in the chair next to her.

Emily finally said, "Thanks again Professor O'Brien, for making time for me today. I just need a little more help with my schedule. I want to make sure I get everything in so I can graduate next semester." 

Landon answered, "Emily, I always have time for you. And you know I want you to call me Landon."

Emily smiled again. She really enjoyed Landon's easy ways- of course that was the reason she'd asked him to be her advisor this semester. 

Landon touched the top of her hand and queried softly, "what can I do for you?"

The touch and his voice sent a little chill through Emily. She loved the sound of his voice. Her breathing got a little quicker and she gazed into his eyes. His eyes were a blend of chocolate and butterscotch. She'd never noticed how beautiful they were. She'd certainly never noticed how he looked at her. When she met his gaze, her heart started thumping a little bit. She pushed her mid-length dark hair back from her face a little nervously. Without stopping to think about it, Landon pushed the rest behind her other ear, gently tracing the curve of her lobe. Emily was stunned. Was this older, distinguished, open, fun, sexy professor pursuing her? Landon started to pull back his hand, his face suddenly showing that he remembered who he was and who she was. Emily felt the loss of the heat of his hand and immediately placed her hand into his.  Emily's big hazel eyes, wide and green with the feelings of wonder, question, and physical excitement, stared into Landon's. His heart was beating a little faster too. He dropped his gaze to her full lips, slightly open. He looked back into her eyes- the answer seemed to be yes. Landon drew closer and closer to those lips. She unconsciously licked them. Landon sought that moisture- both of them stopped breathing altogether. Their lips joined intoxicating each with the thrill of a fantastic first kiss. Landon pulled away to look at Emily, hoping that she was as ok with this as he was. The fuzzy look on her face made him smile.

Landon quietly asked, "Do you want to talk about your schedule now?"

Emily grinned, "Nope, not really. I'd really rather taste another kiss."

Landon grinned back before quickly accommodating her request. He certainly thought she tasted as delicious as she looked. His tongue slowly traced the path that her tongue had briefly touched. 

She groaned, "oh god, Landon."

His hands touched her shoulders, enjoying the gentle curve. Her hands immediately went to his chest, feeling his rough curls through his button down shirt. Landon's hands caressed her neck, her throat, and dipped into the generous cleavage she was displaying. His cock jumped- a wake-up call. He stopped kissing and caressing long enough to walk over to the door to lock it- very glad his secretary was gone for the day. Emily watched him walk over to the door. She'd always loved his butt- glad in class when he'd turned to face the whiteboard that he didn't use enough in her opinion. When he turned back from the door, she clearly saw the bulge in his pants. 

Her pussy did a little dance of its own and she felt her juices flowing. This man was so sexy to her. She didn't really have a type of man she preferred, but this one had always made her fantasize a little bit. She'd just never thought that he might actually want her too. She was older than the girls in her classes. She had some wrinkles, some gray hairs, her breasts weren't little mounds of perkiness, she had a few extra pounds on her frame. Emily liked learning in her classes, which maybe was a point in her favor over the young girls, but she didn't think she was a looker or man magnet. So Landon looking at her like she was a tasty dessert was a thrill, especially since she thought he was a tasty dessert too. A dessert she really wanted a little more of right that minute.

She stood up and impulsively followed him to the door. Landon was ok with that. There was a nice space to the left of the door that was invisible through his suddenly inconvenient office window. He backed into that corner and pulled her against him, crushing her breasts against his chest as he kissed her forcefully. Emily closed her eyes, melting into him and pushing herself even closer. She needed his body as close to hers as possible. She wished they were naked- that would almost be close enough. Emily pushed her tongue into Landon's mouth, plundering his mouth as he'd plundered hers.

Landon pulled away to take a full breath- needing a little time to calm down. This woman had him hotter than he'd been in a long time. He looked at Emily- those butterscotch chocolate eyes staring deep into her soul in some kind of message that made her cunt juices drip down her leg. Emily had no idea what he was thinking, but god she wanted it. She'd let him do whatever he wanted to her at that moment. His gaze got even more intense and he obviously had some other thought cross his mind. She got so weak, he had to hold her up.

Landon whispered, "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

Emily couldn't speak, just shook her head no.

He whispered, "Do you want to know?"

She shook her head yes- a little scared, but more excited.

Landon brought his mouth close to her ear, licked it, and said quietly, "I want to rip your clothes off, lay you on the carpet right here, and lick your pussy clean."

Emily's eyes rolled in her head.

Landon laughed, not making fun of her, but joyous in her reaction. He couldn't believe that this seering hot woman was a puddle on the floor in front of him.

Emily fumbled with the buttons of his striped blue shirt. She couldn't get it unbuttoned fast enough. She wanted to see and directly touch that chest that had teased her earlier. His nipples were tight and puckered. His chest was covered with soft, curly, thick hair. She wrapped her fingers in it, reveling in the feel of it and the feel of his skin underneath. She kissed his nipples, lightly licking them. Emily was completely enraptured in Landon's chest. 

Landon had an agenda of his own. He was a very patient man. He could wait to execute that other plan. It didn't even have to be that day or that month. He knew that eventually he would get to strip her and taste her. In the meantime, he took advantage of the sexy dress she was wearing to caress her bare thighs. Her skin was so soft beneath his fingers. He touched her thigh more, then curved around to feel her luscious ass. His fingers dipped under her silky panty to scoop some delicious bum. He eased closer to her crack as Emily moaned and her head lolled back. Landon took the opportunity to nuzzle her exposed neck as he kept exploring her bum. His fingers still in her panties, he brought his hands around to the front of her pelvis pausing at her hip bone. 

Emily met his eyes. Her moody eyes told him how much she wanted him to go on, no words were necessary. Landon's fingers brushed against her trimmed bush. He hadn't expected that she was a trimmer, but he was pleased. He liked the feel of her soft, straight, very warm pussy hair against his fingers. And, god he loved the smell of her. Her musk turned him on all the more. He finally realized that she must be wet. He reached one finger closer to her slit, so anxious to test just how wet, hot and tight she was. 

Emily moaned, "yes, god, yes. Please touch me there now. I will die if you don't."

Landon was starting to think he'd die if he didn't get his finger in her hot slit right away. He had no trouble finding it. The heat and wet led right to it. He slowly inserted one finger in that hot passage. She was so fucking wet. He almost came in his pants with how hot and wet she was. 

"Jesus, Emily, you are so hot."

She said truthfully, "I've never been this turned on in my life. What the heck have you done to me?"

In answer, Landon thrust his finger farther in that tunnel, then drew it out, sopping wet, and thrust it in again. Then he put in a second finger. He felt her start to scream and captured that sound in his kiss. 

Emily fumbled with his belt buckle, desperate to free his cock. It took way too long. But she finally unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his khaki pants, unzipped his fly to see his bulging cock filling his funky boxer shorts. His pubic hair was even curlier than his chest hair. She'd have to study that some other time. Right now she was desperate to touch his cock. His cock, so eager for her to touch it, wiggled about in a dance. She reverently touched the head, pink and full, before wrapping her hand around the whole cock. It fit just right in her hand. The sensation of Landon's cock in her hand made her moan even more. Every part of him that she touched seemed to make her sizzle. What made this man like a drug to her? She didn't think she'd ever get enough of him. Certainly not in one afternoon... in his office. In his office! Jesus, what the hell was she doing? 

Emily dropped his cock like it was fire and backed away, pulling his finger out of her wet pussy as she backed away.

"Landon, what the hell are we doing? Someone is going to hear or see."

"Emily. Stop. It's ok. My secretary is gone for the day and there isn't an office on either side of mine. It's ok."

Emily was shaking. Landon hugged her tightly and kissed her. 

He said, "Really it's ok. We have all the time in the world. I'm sure of it. We can pick this up somewhere else, sometime else. OK?"

Emily gazed into his eyes, already a little bit in love with him for those words. She rearranged her dress and helped him put himself back together too. She really did like to look at him. 

She begged, "Do you really think so?" Landon nodded. He knew a good thing when he'd had her in his arms and wasn't about to let this opportunity pass him by, no matter what.

Emily took a deep breath and walked out of his office.

Landon followed her out of his office and watched her walk the whole way down the hallway to the elevator. He knew this wasn't the end. It couldn't be. He could wait. She was worth it.

Landon shook himself out of his fantasy. He was sitting at computer, the paper open on the screen. He really needed to focus. His cock was hard as rock with thoughts of Emily. A grown man, professor, leader in the community shouldn't be so easily distracted. He had obligations, deadlines. He had that paper to write. He wasn't some 18 year old randy boy. There was no time for thinking about this. He would concentrate on his paper until Emily arrived for her meeting. Fine.

There was a knock on the door. Landon distractedly called, "Come in." 

Emily opened the door, smiling. She quipped, "Can we talk about my schedule this time?"

to be continued...

The Professor Advises Ch. 02



Chapter 2 discovering the need for an assistant



Landon immediately stood up, crossed the room in a blink, and hugged Emily hard and fast. The beautiful smile on her face clued him in that she was absolutely as glad to see him as he was to see her.

Landon suggested, "Let's get the job done and go somewhere else to talk more."

Emily readily agreed, with a little blush and giggle- hearing promise in that suggestion. The meeting was extremely brief and efficient. Emily had known exactly what she needed to do, she'd just wanted confirmation.

Landon, usually a pragmatist, encouraged Emily to leave first and he'd join her downstairs in a few minutes. Emily smirked at his plans- in light of how he'd behaved the last time they'd been together in his office. 

Landon shrugged, admitting, "It's how I am."

Emily made sure to lean over to show Landon something he might want to plan to see later. Landon's eyes got that look that sent chills through her entire body. The look that either meant he could see right into her soul or that he could see right through her clothes. Either way, she felt naked and delicious.  She pulled herself together to follow the plan, cleverly realizing that the sooner she left, the sooner she'd see him again. Landon watched her walk out of his office, but didn't trust himself to watch her walk down the hallway.

Landon took a deep breath, shut down his office for the day, and forced himself to wait the full 5 minutes.  He attempted nonchalance as he half sprinted to the elevator. It was the longest elevator ride of his life. 

Emily waited for him outside his brick office building, sitting on the cement wall swinging her feet to and fro. The weather was perfect. The air warm enough, but not too hot. A breeze gently blew her hair. She loved this area of the university with its older buildings, benches, trees, and flower beds. 

Landon emerged eagerly from the elevator, expecting to see Emily waiting for him in the lobby. He knew right away she wasn't in the building. Somehow he could feel that. He immediately looked at the large glass window in the doorway and saw her sitting there. Something about the picture of her sitting there so carefree, the wind blowing her hair, made him smile. Emily was magical. She was creeping into his heart in ways he just didn't expect.

As soon as Landon pushed on the door, Emily turned around to greet him, her smile already lighting up her face. She said, "You found me."

Landon softly answered, "Yes, I have found you."

Their eyes met and both realized that this exchange was more than just silly words.

Landon sighed, "Let's go." He whispered in her ear that he would love to put his arm around her and hold her hand, but that it wouldn't be prudent.

Emily answered, "I know. It's enough that you want to, Landon."

Emily followed Landon's lead to the parking garage. She really had no idea what he had in mind for them, but was quite sure that he did have a plan and that she would enjoy it. Landon led her to his car and opened the door for her to get in. Emily smiled at his car- it seemed like a surprising car for a professor- a blue two-seater convertible. She sat down on the luscious leather seat and smiled as he shut the door for her. Emily couldn't remember ever having a man show so much gallantry. Landon walked around to the other side of the car and sat on his side. As soon as the door shut behind him, Landon reached across the space to kiss her.

Emily melted into his arms, her insides turning to jelly, her lips tingling with the sensation of his hot kisses. Her right hand reached around to caress the back of his neck, enjoying the softness of the hair at the nape of his neck. There was something about this man that felt so right. 

Landon's hand caressed her neck before traveling slowly to the v of her shirt. Her creamy goodness was so appealing to him. Hesitating only to see if she minded, Landon reached into her shirt first searching the deep cleavage between her soft breasts then gently touching the lobes. Her skin was so soft- it tingled his fingers. He didn't think he would ever get enough of her skin, even if--- when, he got to have it all. 

Emily, relaxed and enjoying his attention, soon became thankful that he was not wearing a button-down shirt. She reached her hand up from the hem of his soft, cotton shirt to touch that chest- the chest she'd been dreaming about since their last meeting. She draped her fingers through those soft curls, rubbed gently against his soft skin. She sighed from the pleasure of his touch and of touching him. 

Then she gasped, "Oh God, Landon." He had reached completely under her bra to cup her breast, the pads of his fingers rubbing against her swollen nipples.  His kisses followed his fingers, gently brushing the sensitive skin on her neck, down the v of her shirt, and the lobes of her breasts. He couldn't quite reach what he really wanted- her top was definitely in his way. Landon reached his hand under her top, caressing her soft belly, tickling her along the bottom of her bra. Landon wondered if she ever went without. Emily's soft pants let him know that she was as desperate as he was. He pushed the bra out of the way and captured her hard nipple in his hot mouth. Emily sighed. 

Landon nibbled on the nipple. Emily moaned louder, so aroused by his play that she could feel the wetness between her legs. Landon could smell it too. His cock, hard since the second he'd kissed her, became even more inflamed. He bit her harder. 

Emily sighed, "You make me so hot, so desperate."

Landon said, "I know. I feel just the same. Touch me."

Emily moved her hands away from his chest and took a second to look. Her eyes darkened and closed slightly as she realized that his cock made an enormous ridge in his pants that was all for her. She looked into his eyes. He nodded and smiled, an encouraging yet somewhat worried smile. He needed her touch, right then.  And Emily needed to touch him. Completely oblivious to where they were, Emily impatiently unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his khakis, and placed the palm of her hand on the thin fabric of his boxers. His cock was steaming hot through the fabric. Not close enough. She needed to touch all of him. She fumbled with the elastic, a little clumsy in her haste and need. She finally freed his cock, placing her soft hand around it. She held it very still, just wanted to get to know the feel of his cock in her hand. So soft, so hard, so hot. She cautiously rubbed, enjoying the texture in her hand. She explored his head with her fingers, tracing under the cup. This was a cock she could enjoy- it fit so well in her hand, the feel of it sparkled her senses.  

Emily stopped. She realized that what she wanted to do more than anything at that very moment was to see how well that beautiful cock fit in her mouth, to see how it sparkled, how it tasted. 

But then Landon's hand moved from her belly to between her legs and all thought was lost. Landon, either more experienced or just smoother under pressure, easily unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans.  His fingers dipped under her panties and sought the heat that he knew was there. Emily was a little embarrassed for him to discover just how wet she was.  When his cock swelled in her hand even more, Emily found out that her dripping pussy was a turn on to him. 

"Jesus, Emily, you are so fucking wet," he crudely observed before he plunged his fingers into that wetness and bit her nipple hard again. 

Emily was too busy writhing in ecstasy to say anything. His fingers continued their penetration. His lips came up to kiss her. His tongue danced between her lips until she let him in. Their tongues intertwined, their breath mingled, the air became hot with the heat of the passion of their bodies. Her hand stroked his cock. His fingers enjoyed the depths of her cunt. His thumb touched her sensitive clit and she stopped breathing. Emily strokes increased and Landon groaned loudly. He knew they had to stop. The first time they came together was not going to be in the front seat of his car. Then his fingers slowed, and he reluctantly pulled away. He licked the juice from his fingers.

Landon took a deep breath, caressed her face and whispered her name.  Emily took a matching deep breath and slowly came out of the faraway place that she'd been- a place so delicious and wonderful – a place where all that mattered was this man and her.

Landon, after making sure that she really was capable of listening, slowly and carefully stated, "Emily, I need you with me. Come to my conference next week."

Emily, a complete look of shock on her face, put herself back together and without saying a word left the car. Landon watched her go, his disappointment and confusion filled the car.

To be continued.



The Professor Advises Ch. 03



Chapter 3: Private Instruction

Landon was delighted to see Emily sitting in the back of his lecture. She smiled encouragingly, not just looking forward to listening to his voice swooshing around in her head; she was also interested in the content of his lecture. She'd worn a pretty navy dress that he really liked on her. At first glance, it was demure- not that low cut, not really short. But the fabric clung in really nice places. The bodice accentuated her lovely breasts. He could tell she was definitely wearing a bra, and even from that distance, it seemed that the bra might be lace. That could have been wishful thinking... Landon smiled at himself and put his head back in the game. If he didn't stop thinking about Emily's breasts, he was likely to make an ass of himself in front of the whole conference.

He couldn't believe that she had agreed to come to the conference. Her reaction when he'd asked had completely caught him off guard. He'd been sure that he'd chased her away forever. When she'd called the next day to ask for details about the conference, he'd been so relieved, he didn't ask any questions. They still hadn't had that conversation. But they would. 

The talk went well. Landon made his points succinctly with the humor and poignancy that he was known for. He enjoyed the applause, thinking of joining Emily rather than taking his seat at the panel, then noticed that she had left the auditorium. Just as well, he might have questions and comments for the other presenters. The last 2 hours of that day's part of the conference took a little longer than conferences usually did for him. The thought of Emily's bra might have contributed to his impatience.

Emily had a little impatience of her own. After walking around the hotel a bit and choosing a light novel from the hotel gift shop, Emily had let herself into Landon's hotel room. She took off the pretty dress to expose the light blue lace panty and bra set. Then she curled herself into the comfy hotel chair and began to read the book. The book was good, but no book could completely keep her focus as she waited for Landon. 

Her mind wandered. What was Landon going to think about her being in his hotel room? Had he even seen in her the lecture hall? She thought so. But she couldn't be sure. Could she really be here waiting for him, so bold? He seemed to like to call the shots. Maybe he'd be angry rather than turned on. Emily shook her head. If she kept thinking like this, she'd end up running back to the airport. She closed her eyes and thought about the time in his car. Oh God. She caressed the soft skin mounded above the lace bra remembering the feel of his fingers and mouth on her. She relived the time in his office when she'd so wanted him to take her against the wall and pound her. Her finger slid into her wet pussy. Emily pulled her mind and her finger away from this line of thought. She wanted to wait for the main attraction. She opened the book again.

Emily heard the key card in the door and threw the book down. She was so nervous she almost bolted. She took a deep breath, trying desperately to calm her nerves so that she'd appear more like a sexy woman in control of her own destiny than a teenager under the bleachers for the first time. 

Landon walked into the room, threw his briefcase down, removed his tie, before he noticed her there in the chair. He blurted, "Holy shit" as his jaw dropped and his pants immediately filled with hard cock.

He smiled- his eyes speaking volumes about how much he enjoyed the vision of Emily in blue lace in his hotel room chair. Emily's eyes and smile mirrored his as he walked across the room to join her.

Landon gently whispered, "You are so beautiful, Emily." Then he captured her lips in a long kiss.

While kissing her, his fingers dipped below the lace of her bra. Emily moaned softly. Landon reached her nipple, instantly puckered and ultra sensitive. Landon released the taut nipple from the bra cup and his mouth left hers. Emily looked into his eyes completely dazed. Landon did what he had to do. He placed his lips around that nipple. Emily's back curved to place her breast closer and her head lolled back. The feeling of Landon's lips around that sensitive peak was almost more pleasure than she could take. Landon devoured the tasty morsel, licking and biting until he was sure that Emily could take no more. 

Then he placed his finger beneath the lace of her panties and gently touched the short fur on her lower lips.

Emily screamed, "Oh my god! Please, Landon!"

Landon smiled, "You must be patient. We have all the time in the world."

Emily smiled, promising to wait forever. Waiting was easy as he released her other breast from the confines of the lace. His tongue licked that nipple until it was as hard and sensitive as the other one. He cupped the flesh and continued teasing her cunt lips. Her soft sighs and the moisture in that hot place were all the reward he needed.

Emily caressed his strong shoulders and arms, enjoying the feel of his skin through his shirt, yet wishing the shirt was gone. She touched the back of his neck, his stubbly cheek, rubbed her fingers through his soft hair. Her lips opened slightly, desperate for more kisses. Landon somehow sensed this and lifted his face to hers. His magical kisses sent shivers through her. Every time his lips touched hers she became more certain that those kisses were as necessary to her survival as air.

Landon, not releasing his hold on her lips, gently pulled her to her feet and guided her to the inviting king-sized bed. He unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. He roughly pushed her panties from her hips and she helped him take them all the way down. 

In a husky voice, Landon said, "Lay down."

Emily obeyed willingly. Landon lay down next to her, still fully clothed.

Landon just stared at her body, taking in all the curves. He licked his lips as he studied the mounds of her delicious breasts. His eyes took in the gentle rise of her belly and the dip below that led to that hot, fragrant place that occupied his dreams. Emily blushed, embarrassed by her imperfections and his staring, but stayed very still. She somehow knew that he liked what he saw very much indeed. His eyes finally came back to meet her gaze- his eyes filled with a hot want that made her pussy drip and her heart race.

Landon simply said, "I like looking at you naked."

Emily blushed a bit more and answered, "I'm glad. Now. Your turn."

Landon laughed and kissed away her impatience. The kiss deepened. His hands followed the path that his eyes had devoured, caressing the peaks of her breasts, then her belly, then the delicate mound. Emily moaned loudly and unconsciously lifted her pussy to get closer to what she wanted him to do. Landon stroked her lower lips gently and then felt the wetness that turned him on so much.

Landon continued stroking the outside and occasionally dipping into the moisture of her juicy slit, matching the motions exactly with his lips and tongue as he kissed her. Emily tried to unbutton his dark shirt, but he wouldn't let her. Emily gazed into his eyes, confused at first, but somehow she understood his need to touch her without the distractions she wanted to give him.

Landon kissed her neck, then her shoulder blade, her chest, her nipple, licked her belly button. Emily squirmed as she realized what he had in mind. Landon looked at her wondering at the squirming. Emily nodded. Landon smiled that their thoughts were so connected and then licked her clit. Emily screamed. His hot tongue felt so good touching her ultrasensitive nubbin. Landon lapped at the musky juice, savoring her taste. 

Landon's face pressed into her hot cunt, the evidence of her arousal dripping down his chin. Her soft moans the sound track to his delight in eating her. Landon stroked her tunnel with his tongue. Emily's eyes rolled back in her head. He licked her again, trying to suck up all her wetness. 

Emily barely able to think, whispered, "You are the best."

He sucked her clit into his mouth, licking it with his tongue. Emily gasped. He slid one finger, then two fingers, into her hot, wet tunnel. Emily bucked with the pleasure. Her breath came in shallow gasps. She could feel her explosion building. Soon. She had to come soon. 

"Landon, please! " She begged.

He stroked her tunnel faster, rubbing his knuckles gently against her honeyed walls. He licked her faster, his talented tongue dancing around her clit. Emily couldn't hold on to her sanity a second longer. Whispering his name, she let go.

Landon savored the feel of her orgasm surrounding his fingers as he pumped her until her screams abated. He gazed at her, completely intoxicated by her disheveled beauty, and said, "Emily, that was so hot."

Her eyes dark and dazed focused on him as best she could, and she whispered, "Fuck me now."

Landon shook his head and gently whispered, "No."

To be continued... 



The Professor Advises Ch. 04



Chapter 4 An Oral Presentation

No? Emily was suddenly worried. He didn't want to consummate their relationship? He didn't want to be with her? He didn't really like her body? He'd changed his mind? What did he mean, "No"?

She looked into his eyes. That look that made her heart pound was still there. She knew without a doubt that he wanted her. She knew it from tips of her hair to her toes. She felt his desire engulf her. She blinked, trying to find words to question or to reboot her brain to figure him out.

Landon gently kissed her and whispered, "There is no rush Emily. We have time."

Emily's smile was like a thunderbolt to his heart. 

Still smiling, she rose to kneel in front of him. Her fingers slowly unbuttoned his shirt from the top down, pulling the shirt tails out of his pants as she did it. When the buttons were all undone, she slipped her hands against his chest, tangling her fingers in his chest hair. In spite of the air conditioning, his chest was so hot it burned her fingers. Her smile faded slightly as she leaned forward to kiss his chest. The hair tickled her nose, but she couldn't stop. She nuzzled at his small, hard nipple and gently nipped it. Landon groaned softly, enjoying her touch.

Emily pulled the shirt away while Landon was distracted and threw it on the floor. She stroked his arms, enjoying the tensing of his muscles. Not exactly sure where this thought came from, she thought those were the arms of someone who could cherish and protect her.

Landon, while enjoying the sensuousness of her touch, briefly thought of how much he was looking forward to just holding her in his arms. All night long. He reminded himself that they had time for everything. 

Landon whispered, "Emily. Please. Kiss me."

Emily was eager to follow that direction. She lifted her face to meet his lips. His kisses were her addiction. She could kiss him for hours, she was sure, and still not get enough. 

The kisses made her hot and impatient all over again. She fumbled with his belt buckle, more successful than in the car, and ripped open his snap and zipper. She didn't wait for him to protest this time, not that he was in a position to, as she pulled the khakis down. 

Emily demanded, "Stand up. Now. Please." She grinned at the end.

Landon stood at the side of the bed, as directed, but didn't help her with her task. Emily joined him next to the bed, hitting her knees to pull his pants down. A trail of her warm breath teased his chest and ended at the waistband of his funky boxers. She laughed at the flamingos on the orange silk. Her breath caught when her eyes feasted on the bulge. Emily hungrily tugged on the elastic to pull it down to expose his hot, throbbing cock. 

Her eyes spun in her head, so desperate was she to touch him. She licked the tip of his delicious head as she slowly backed him into the hotel chair. She pushed him gently into the chair, still on her knees, spreading his legs so she could fit between them. Emily was beyond rational thought, she just needed him- hot, hard, delicious- in her mouth, down her throat. Sighing she succumbed to her desire and took him. 

Landon's cock hardened even more in her wet, warm mouth. It had been a long time since a woman had sucked him. Oh, God. Landon couldn't think at all. He just leaned back in the chair to enjoy the amazing feelings of this woman- this beautiful, sensual woman- going down on him. He closed his eyes for a moment as her mouth stroked his shaft. Then he opened them again to watch- his pleasure heightened by the view of her wide "o" engulfing him. Emily's smoldering eyes met his gaze, leaving no doubt in his mind that she enjoyed the experience as much as he did.

Emily loved the feel of his cock in her mouth. She loved the texture, the flavor, and the fact that he was just the right size to completely fill her. The tip of his cock teased the back of her throat, maybe making her think of that cock teasing the secret places it had yet to go. Emily stroked his hard cock, her tongue lapping the head as her mouth almost left him, before sucking it again. Her eyes closed as she concentrated on pleasing them both.

"Emily...," Landon whispered.

"mmmm.?" was all she could say as she looked up briefly.

"You are amazing. That feels so good."

"I know. I hear that all the time." She answered and then started giggling. "Now don't bother me, I'm busy."

Landon's heartbeat sped wildly as he realized that he was more than a little bit in love with her- and not just because she sucked his cock better than anyone he'd ever had. He liked her sense of humor. He adored her beautiful hazel eyes that turned green when she was aroused. He loved the feel of her soft skin, the sound of her voice that got louder and animated when she was talking and sultry when she was near him, the taste of her lips (and everything else), the smell of her hair and oh god the aroma of her arousal. Landon was brought back to earth with that thought. He could definitely smell how aroused she was. He wasn't going to last long at this rate.

Emily regretfully and very, very slowly moved her mouth up his hard cock inch by inch until she reached the head, she kept that morsel in her mouth as she licked and sucked. Then she stopped altogether. She heard Landon's sigh. She draped her body over his as she stretched up for a kiss. His cock settled between her delectable tits. Emily casually rubbed up and down with those soft mounds. Landon briefly thought she might make him cum there. She continued her path to his lips, pressing her dripping pussy against his hard cock and pushing her tongue into his surprised mouth. Her legs straddled his lap in the chair, leaving her pussy wide open and dripping on his shaft. Her sensitive tongue danced with his reminiscent of the stroking she'd enjoyed with his cock. She teased them both.

Landon moaned out loud. His pelvis angled to get his desperate cock into her hot, wet cunt. Emily pulled her tongue from his mouth and lifted her torso. His cock protested at the absence of its prize.

Emily smiled, her green eyes dancing mischievously, and said, "no."

Landon laughed. Then he kissed her until her head spun.

Emily whispered into his mouth, "Tell me what you want."

Landon hesitated. He wanted to pull her down on his cock. He wanted to roll her over on her back and slowly enter her inviting pussy like a civilized person. He wanted to fuck her any way he could and now. But, oh god, he also wanted her to suck the cum out of his throbbing cock. He wanted all of that and more. He was silent.

Emily said, "Do you want me to tell you what I want?"

Landon nodded, still unable to speak.

She whispered in his ear, "I want to suck you dry."

"Please," was all he could say.

Emily slid back down between his legs. She licked his cock, flavored by her moisture and his pre-cum. A trail of her juices dripped down her leg onto the sheet below. She thrust his hard, throbbing cock into her hot, wet mouth- her eyes rolled back in her head. She vaguely heard Landon growling. She stroked his cock and cupped his balls gently with her hand. She pumped him with her mouth faster and the balls disappeared from her hand. She put both hands on his hips and rode his cock. Landon gasped. She knew what that meant. Emily swallowed hard, readying herself for the delight she knew was coming. Landon's pelvis rose to meet her mouth, shoving his cock deeper into her throat. Emily moaned -so hungry. Landon tensed and then let go. His cum jetted down her throat as Emily kept stroking. Emily swallowed hard, not wanting to waste a single drop. 

Landon felt like he was exploding for an hour. Her mouth was so hot, so inviting, so amazing. When she licked her lips to rescue a drop of his cum, he sighed. When his eyes refocused, he gazed at her, disheveled and satisfied, he smiled and opened his arms for her to sit down on top of him.

Landon quipped, a smile in his voice, "Emily. You suck...... really, really well."

Her soft laughter filled the room.

To be continued... 



The Professor Advises Ch. 05



Chapter 5 Phone Interruptions

Emily perched on Landon, her naked pussy dripping on his satisfied, sensitive cock, her ample tits pressing against his hairy chest, her queenly smile making him feel delightfully dominated. She kissed him boldly. Her wet lips caressed him, causing his prick to come to attention. Landon was surprised that she had that kind of power over him. He wasn't a young, horny boy. But he wasn't complaining. When those wet lips split to let his now pulsing hard cock within, he sighed. Emily slowly lowered her steamy pussy onto him. It took every ounce of self-control she had to go slowly. Her thighs tensed against his thighs. Her eyes locked on his eyes, searing his soul with her desire. Her tits brushed against his chest provocatively. Landon cupped her luscious butt with his hands, encouraging her. Slowly. Slowly. Inch by inch her hot pussy enveloped his cock until at last all of him was filling her. They sighed in unison. His cock felt even better in her cunt than it had in her mouth. 

Landon whispered, "Please hold still."

Hearing those quiet words made Emily all the more eager to savor the feeling of his cock filling her. She had known from the beginning that it would be like this. She'd known that his cock was made for her pussy. The naked heat and longing in his eyes told her that he felt it too. She stayed absolutely still savoring the full feeling of his cock deep inside her and the deliciousness of the look they exchanged.

His cock twitched, teasing the walls of her cunt and breaking the spell of stillness. Emily lifted herself to the very head of his cock. She wiggled before slamming down on his hardness. Landon's head rolled back. He reached out one hand to pinch her puckered pink nipple. Emily moaned in pained pleasure. She stroked his cock again and thrust her other breast in his face. Landon happily complied, taking the nipple in his hot mouth and biting gently.

Emily pumped again and demanded, "Harder." 

Landon's cock twitched. He bit her harder, grinding his back teeth against the sensitive peak. His free hand grabbed her ass and directed her pelvic thrusts. The friction between the two of them was beyond their imaginings. Emily was so hot and wet and out of control, she rode his steed with wild abandon. Landon stroked her shoulder to calm her and gently brought her face to his. He kissed her sweetly, his soft lips bringing her back to sanity. Emily slowly lowered her body to his, chest to chest, lips to lips, pelvis on pelvis, her knees still straddling his hips. Hot juices spread between the two of them, the heady aroma of her intense arousal assailed their senses.

Landon gently mouthed the words, "Let's enjoy the bed."

Emily smiled and nodded. As she pulled away from him, she finally noticed the mess she'd made all over him and blushed. She was going to apologize and offer to clean him up, but Landon captured her face in his hands and in a low, primal voice snarled, "I love that you are so wet for me. I love that intoxicating scent. I love the taste of you. I love the feel of you on my cock. I don't want less, I want more."

Emily's eyes rolled in her head and her heart pounded. She'd never heard more exciting words. She stood in front of him, her nipples tight little nubs, hot juices flowing down her leg, knees weak.

Landon stood up next to her sucking the inviting nipples on the way. He took her hand and gently guided her to the bed.

Landon laid down on the soft mattress and beckoned for her to join him. Emily smiled as she attempted to drape herself on top of him, ready to continue the action from the chair. Landon grinned as he pulled her towards him tightly. In the space of an instant, he flipped them both over, laughing, "As hot as that is, Emily, I need you under me right now."

Emily's eyes glazed as his rock hard cock plunged inside her, deep and fast and strong. Landon took her wrists in his hands and pulled them over her head, exposing her breasts to his hungry gaze. He eagerly took first one nipple and then the other into his mouth, claiming her as his own- all the while slowly stroking his cock in her honeyed walls. He silenced her moans with a rough kiss. He plundered her body with his own. Emily was weak with desire.

All too soon, he released her wrists and abandoned her tits and mouth. He leaned up, still stroking her cunt with his cock. Without warning, his finger stroked her hard clit. His gentle circular stroking and the incessant pounding of his cock were too much for her. Emily felt herself losing control as she exploded in ecstasy. Landon stopped moving his cock, but kept stroking her clit, as her pussy clenched with wave after wave of pleasure. He gently touched her clit until Emily begged him to stop. 

When she came back to Earth, Landon begged, "Emily, get on your knees. Please."

Emily, pussy juice sliding down her leg, eagerly complied. She kneeled in front of him, her sensitive, full tits pressed provocatively against the pillow, her face a picture of anticipation, her curvaceous bottom displayed in the air. Landon caressed her luscious bum, fingers gently cupping the lobes, exploring the soft area around her rosebud. 

Emily sighed. She loved having her ass touched. She imagined what else he might do with the rosebud. Every touch made her cunt pulse. Her lips, so wet, were cooled in the air. She wiggled her butt impatient for more intimate touching. Something about Landon made her lose her sophistication and need immediate gratification.

Emily whimpered, "Landon, I can't wait anymore. Take me!"

Landon laughed and then growled. He needed to be deep inside her as much as she needed him to be there. His hard cock found the wet hole and plunged. Emily gasped as an equally primitive sound escaped Landon's lips. His rod wrapped in the pleasure of her tight, hot cunt, nearly sent him over the edge. 

Landon exclaimed, "Jesus, Emily, it feels like I was made to be deep inside you."

Emily agreed, "It feels that way to me too, Landon. I knew it would."

He sighed, "I love you. I have for a long time."

Emily nodded her agreement, smiling joyously as she quipped, "Now fuck me."

Landon's eyes rolled as he pulled his cock slowly back out and pounded her again. He slammed his thighs against her soft ass repeatedly. Emily's cunt gripped him, pulsing against the pleasurable onslaught. His cock pounded against her most sensitive spot. His balls slapped against her clit. Her pleasure kept building with every stroke. Emily's noises became louder and more primitive. Her pussy became tighter and hotter. 

Landon could feel her orgasm approaching even as his own was building. He felt her hot walls pressing on his sensitive cock with every stroke. His balls disappeared, allowing him to get even deeper. He grunted, unable to hold back any longer. Just as he couldn't control anymore, the trigger of his explosion sent Emily over the brink. Her pussy pulsed around his cock as she screamed. Her sounds of pleasure mixed musically with his own sounds, as Landon pounded mercilessly until they both could take no more.

Emily collapsed on the hotel bed, Landon on top of her. After a moment's rest, she wriggled and he lifted himself from her back regretfully. She rolled over slightly, opening her arms. He curled around her placing her head against his chest. Their bodies joined in a different kind of intimacy. Both sighed peacefully.

Landon whispered, "I meant it, Emily. I love you. I need this to work for us."

Emily heard her phone ring. Dazed, she picked it up and whispered, "Hello?"

"Are you ok? Where are you?"

She looked around, surprised to discover that she was in her car still in the parking deck. "I'm fine. I'm in my car."

"I was worried that you left so abruptly. Will you think about what I asked you? I think we would have a really nice time."

Emily sighed, "Yes, Landon. I'll think about joining you at the conference."