Owned by Her Professor (Erotic Story #2 Rough Sex, Hardcore Sex and BDSM Sex Series)

by Amy Aday

  The woman’s big breasts bounced up and down as the dildo slammed into her to the hilt, over and over. Selena found watching the woman and listening to the high pitched squeals she was emitting each time the dildo hit bottom somehow erotic. She began to shift a bit on the couch. She knew Carl was watching but she didn’t look in his direction. She continued to watch the blonde until she once again began squirting her excitement all over the dildo. Selena could see the wetness coating the insides of her thighs as it ran down toward her knees.

  Finally, the mechanism stopped with the woman fully seated on the dildo inside of her. The man moved back into view of the camera and began unlocking the stool thing. He removed it and Selena could see that the dildo was no longer attached. She could see just the bottom section of it between the woman’s legs as he moved beside of her. He turned her body so that she was sideways toward the camera.

  Selena was surprised to find she was getting wet watching the video. She watched with rapt attention as the man dropped his pants and pulled the woman back onto his raging hard on, taking her in the ass and using her hips to swing her back and forth as he slid in and out of her. The woman cried out loudly as he fucked her hard and fast. Her screams reached a crescendo, his hips banging into her backside over and over as he slapped her lily white behind with his large hands.

  It sounded like he was killing her with his cock and she was loving every inch of it. The man suddenly pulled out and spun her around to face him. He stroked his cock a few more times, priming himself for his impending orgasm. His hand jerked forward one last time as he sprayed a heavy load of cum all over her pretty face and breasts. It was then that Selena noticed it.

  The scar that ran down the side of his hand. She had seen it before. She looked over at Carl, at his hand resting on his knee. The masked man in the video was Carl! She suddenly found herself wildly aroused. Carl stopped the video and followed her gaze to his hand.

  “Did you enjoy my little presentation, Selena?” he asked. Selena just smiled and nodded her head slightly. “Good, get undressed and get on your knees,” he told her. Selena did as she was told. She had never considered herself one for getting turned on by porn, but she wanted him so badly right now that she could barely think. He pulled a set of clamps from the bag and knelt down toward her, clamping them onto her tender nipples and twisting them as he had in the video.

  Selena gasped. The pinching sensation was intense. It hurt, but it was a good kind of pain. He reached further down and clamped another one onto her clit, pulling it forward until she moaned loudly and drew her breath in deeply. Then he walked back toward the couch and stood in front of it as he got undressed, laying his clothes neatly in a pile beside him.

  “Crawl to me,” he told her and she did as she was told. Once she had arrived, he reached forward and ran his fingers across her lips.

  “You have a beautiful face. Those lips of yours are perfect. I’d like to see them wrapped around my dick,” he said. Selena understood that it was not just an idle comment. She moved forward and began licking the head of his shaft, slowly swirling her tongue around the large head and flicking it back and forth across the vein underneath.

  “That’s it, baby. Look at me. I want to see those gorgeous eyes of yours looking at me while your mouth is full of my cock,” he moaned.

  Selena did as she was told, teasing his cock until he was like granite and barely fit in her mouth. She worked her mouth up and down the length of his shaft, enjoying the way it pulsated against her tongue. His hands found the back of her head and forced her downward, gagging her on his thick piece of meat. He released her for a moment, letting her catch her breath, then shoved her back down.

  He kept his hands on the back of her head, guiding her up and down on his cock. Selena made loud gagging and slurping noises as she serviced him. He finally pulled her up, looking down at her flushed face. Selena could feel her eyes watering. Carl pulled her up toward him, bending down to kiss her. His mouth was warm, hungry. She leaned into his kiss until he suddenly pulled away.

  “Stand up and turn around,” he told her.

  She did as she was told and then found herself being pulled down onto his lap. Her put his hands on her waist and bounced her a little onto his cock as he entered her, then moved his hands up to her breasts, already aching from the clamps that were still in place on them. She winced a little as he pulled at the clamps, twisting them slightly as he began sliding in and out of her wet hole.

  He made love to her slowly, easing in and out of her as she rode him in reverse, cowboy style. Soon, his thrusts grew more forceful as he moved his hands around her and twisted the clamp that still rested on her clit. She let out a loud howl as he teased her clit with the clamp, bucking his hips wildly against her as she bounced up and down on his lap. Selena grunted and moaned, letting out a loud shriek similar to the woman on the tape when he suddenly pulled downward with his hand, yanking the clip free from her clit roughly as he filled her with hot, sticky semen.

  She stood, letting Carl’s juices flow down the inside of her thighs. He stood and reached behind her, moving his hands to her breasts and taking off the remaining clamps. He massaged her nipples to ease the soreness and bring back the circulation as he kissed the nape of her neck softly. She tilted her head to one side, enjoying his soft lips on her neck. He placed kisses across her shoulder as he cupped her breasts in his hands.

  “Go take a shower,” he told her. “I’ll be in there in a minute.”

  Selena went to the shower and began cleaning herself up. Carl joined her shortly, washing her back and her hair for her. She stepped out of the shower and began drying off as he finished his own shower. The two of them climbed into bed naked and fell asleep curled up like spoons.

  When Selena awoke the next morning, she found that it was daylight and Carl was already up and about. She padded down the hallway naked and found him in the kitchen making pancakes. She could see the sun shining in through the windows.

  “Well, good morning gorgeous,” Carl said cheerfully. “Guess what, the roads are clear and the bridge is open. You can go home,” Carl told her.

  Selena was a little disappointed, but knew that she needed to get home. It was Saturday and she had things she needed to do there. “That’s good,” she replied. She went back to the bedroom and got dressed to go home.

  They sat down at the bar and ate their pancakes together in silence. When they were done, Carl went out and started the car. Selena looked out the window as they made the trip to her house. She was already beginning to wonder what would happen from here. Would this just be a weekend to remember or would she see more of him? She didn’t want to sound like some needy little school girl by asking.

  When they arrived at her house, Carl said a very polite goodbye. Selena chalked it up to being afraid that someone might see them. He told her he had enjoyed their amazing weekend and that he would see her in class. Selena thanked him awkwardly and got out of the car, forcing herself not to look back as she made her way to the front door. She leaned against it and sighed heavily as she got inside and closed it behind her.

  The rest of the weekend was uneventful. It was just the typical weekend at home, with the exception that Selena found herself drifting off from time to time, reliving her wild weekend with her kinky lit professor. By the time Monday rolled around, he was all she could think about. Her lit class couldn’t get there quick enough for her to see him again.

  She arrived early, hoping to see him before class, but he wasn’t there yet. By the time he arrived, there were already some other students arriving. He looked incredible today in a dark green button down shirt and simple pair of khaki pants.

  Selena squirmed a little in her seat. Carl was careful not to make eye contact with her in the class. She understood that he couldn’t give away their relationship, but she was disappointed that he didn’t at least give her a nod of some sort.

  Once class ended, she hung back a bit in hopes of catching a moment alone with him, bu
t was once again disappointed when other students filed into the classroom. He still made no attempt to call her aside or acknowledge her in any way and she tried to reconcile her understanding with her anger at being ignored.

  She picked up her things from her desk and started out the doors with them. She had never paid attention to the other people coming into the classroom for the next class before, but today she had hung back long enough to actually see some of the faces in the next class.

  One of them was a buxom young blonde. While Selena had never noticed her before, she was hard to miss today. She had just seen her a couple of nights before in all her glory, straddling a souped up stool that she rode to ecstasy.

  This was unfucking believable! The man that had initially resisted her advances when she came onto him because she was a student had been fucking a student before he met her. Selena was guessing she wasn’t the first one. She wondered if he now ignored this one too. Asshole!

  Selena pondered this for a bit as she fumed all the way to her next class. She had no idea what the professor was saying as she sat in class, still livid. By the time class was out, she was no longer angry. She just felt stupid. Sure, it had been a great weekend, but the fact she had been nothing special did not sit well with her.

  Selena met her roommate at the student union. She had ridden in with her today so that she could drop her off to pick up her Jeep on the way home. They had it fixed for her when she arrived and she hopped in it and headed straight home. Once in her room, she pulled out her school directory and looked through the sorority pictures until she found the blonde. Her name was Christina Church. How wholesome sounding was that?

  Selena found her number and sat holding the phone for a moment before calling her. What was she going to say? She had no clue. When Christina answered the phone, she introduced herself and then hesitated for a moment before going on.

  “Look, I don’t know how to say this except to just spit it out. I saw a video the other night. I believe it was you and a certain professor in it?” she said. There was complete silence on the other end of the phone. It lasted for more than just a moment or two.

  “What do you want?” responded Christina, in a hushed tone.

  “I’m not planning on telling anyone, if that is your concern. Let’s just say that we have something in common and I’d like to talk to you in private about it. Do you think you could meet me for lunch tomorrow?” she asked.

  Christina agreed to lunch. Selena supposed she was too horrified at being found out not to agree to the meeting. They made plans to meet at an out of the way diner not frequented by many of the students. It wasn’t like they couldn’t be seen together or anything, but they didn’t want to be overheard by anyone that might be within earshot and interested in the nature of their conversation.

  Over lunch, Christina told her how her little video had come about. Raised as the daughter of a Baptist minister, she had been quite sheltered before leaving for college. Like many freshmen away from home for the first time, she had wanted to explore all the things that she had never been exposed to in her small puritanical hometown.

  When she had met a man online that had seemed different from anyone she had ever known, she become intrigued. He brought out a side of her that she didn’t know existed. She had accepted an invitation to spend a weekend with a stranger.

  She had dressed as he told her to dress and shown up at an underground club that catered to a wide assortment of fetishes. What he had shown Selena in the video was apparently only a small segment of a three day weekend of carnal exploration.

  “Up until you called me, I had not known he videotaped it,” Christina said quietly, hanging her head. “I didn’t even know who he was until well into the first night together when he removed his mask. I tried to end things right then and there, but he talked me into staying. He told me that what was done was done and we might as well enjoy the rest of our stay.”

  “But he knew who you were? Were you in his class at the time?” Selena asked.

  “Yes, he knew who I was. He didn’t know who he was chatting with online, but I had been in his class for a few weeks at this point. He knew who I was when I showed up for our liaison,” she replied. “I should have been angry, but I was flattered that such an attractive man wanted me and we had already done…things. I wanted to live out the fantasy, I guess. I agreed to continue,” she finished.

  “What happened after the weekend was over?” Selena said.

  “Nothing. When the weekend ended, so did we. He pretended like it never happened. It made me feel dirty and used and I even wanted to drop his class. Unfortunately, I was already well past the cutoff. I’m stuck there until the end of the semester,” she said, a hint of sadness in her voice.

  Selena nodded. She wondered if there were others. How many girls were running around campus like herself and Christina Church?

  She was absorbed in her thoughts as Christina spoke again, “Where did you find this video? It’s not on the internet is it?” she asked, the fear in her voice clear.

  “Oh, Christina. I’m sorry. It never occurred to me that you might think everyone was going to know this. No, he showed me the video as a kind of…um…foreplay, I guess. I didn’t recognize you until afterward when I saw you walking into his class a few days later,” she said. She explained to Christina about her own tryst with their lit professor.

  Christina’s whole demeanor changed. It was if her entire body let out a sigh of relief and she finally relaxed. Selena could almost read her mind. It was telling her to calm down, she wasn’t the only one and she wasn’t being shoved out into the public eye for scrutiny.

  “I have to get that video,” she told Selena.

  Selena nodded again. The two girls developed a plan.

  That night, the two girls arrived at Carl’s place well after dark. The surprise that registered on his face when he opened the door and saw the two of them standing there was priceless, but it quickly turned sour.

  “You girls should not be here,” he said, looking around as he stepped outside the door.

  “Oh, Carl, you are so silly,” Selena said as she ducked under his arm and into the door. Christina followed her inside and he quickly made his way back in and shut the door.

  “I didn’t know the two of you knew each other,” he said.

  “Well, we didn’t,” Selena responded. “You could say you introduced us. You know, it’s the funniest thing, but Christina here had no idea she was a movie star. She found it very interesting.”

  Selena saw Carl’s jaws tense as he looked from one of them to the other. There seemed to be certain sadness behind his dark brown eyes.

  “How many others are there, CARL? How many female students have you tricked into letting you fuck them however you’d like and then ignored afterward? Did you think that it wouldn’t eventually bite you in the ass?” Christina asked. Carl looked genuinely hurt by her comments.

  “It’s not like that. There are no other girls, at least not students. What happened with each of you was a fluke and I’m not proud of it. That’s why I’ve not tried to pursue it further. Do you know how much trouble I can get into if the college found out about this?” he said solemnly. He turned his gaze to Selena.

  The girls had been prepared to be angry and inflict their wrath on their piece of crap professor, but there was something about his tone that caused them to second guess their condemnation of his actions. They exchanged a glance as he continued.

  “Look, I didn’t know who Christina was when I met her online and when she showed up looking like she did, I admit that I just couldn’t help myself. I mean, look at her. I know it’s a weak excuse, but I couldn’t resist her. I had already made arrangements to videotape it. I love watching that video because I knew I couldn’t go back there. I loved every moment I spent with her. She was so open to new experiences and I found it beautiful,” he said.

  “Then, when I happened to come across you stranded on the road, well I couldn’t leave you stra
nded there. Damnit, I tried not to repeat the mistake I made with a previous student, but you wouldn’t back down. You were here and you were standing half naked in my living room. I did what any red-blooded man would do. We had a great weekend, but when it came to an end, that old familiar pang of guilt crept in. I know that I probably went overboard in trying to avoid you. I just couldn’t believe I had done it again,” he said.

  “The two of you have no idea how hard it is for me to sit and watch you in my class and know that I can’t touch you again. When I see guys tripping over themselves trying to talk to you, all I can think about is that I can’t be that open with you. They can have you and I can’t. It gets old quickly,” he said.

  Christina and Selena didn’t know how to respond. They had been ready to rip him apart and here they were being drawn back in by his vulnerability. He turned and walked toward the DVD player, hit the eject button and picked up the DVD from the tray. He brought it over to Christina and handed it to her.

  “I’m sorry Christina. I’m sorry Selena. Now, you know the truth. Do what you feel like you need to do,” he said, sounding defeated.

  Christina was the first to speak. “You know, it didn’t have to end. We only needed to be careful. You never gave me a chance to decide that for myself,” she said.

  Selena chimed in, “Yes, if you hadn’t just cut us off like you did, we wouldn’t have been so angry about all of this.”

  Carl shrugged and hung his head.

  Selena laughed a little. “Did we just render a literature professor speechless?” she joked.

  “Yeah, I guess you did,” he responded dejectedly.

  “Look, we are here and it’s dark. No one knows my vehicle around here. Why don’t we stay for a while and keep you company? That is, if it’s okay with you, Christina,” Selena said, turning toward her new friend.