by Helen Cooper
“Oops, sorry officer.” She smiled at him shyly.
“Put your hands up.” He walked towards her and raised her arms and handcuffed her. “Stand still while I search you, for drugs.” She shivered at his grin and she felt his hands on her breasts, pinching her nipples.
“I don’t think I can hide drugs in my breasts officer.” She pretended to frown at him.
“You may have fake breasts on to hide the drugs in.” He bent down and licked her nipples until they were as hard as rocks. He then gently nibbled on them with his teeth. Abby could feel herself getting wet.
“Ouch.” She cried out as he bit down on them harder.
“Sorry, mam. I needed to make sure they were real.” He grinned up at her. Then he reached his hands down and rubbed her ass. “Nice ass mam.”
“Thank you officer. Oh.” She gasped as he slipped his hands in-between her legs from behind, rubbing on her clit. She felt the wetness on his fingers as he continued to rub in-between her legs. She could barely stand still as he slipped a finger inside of her.
“Mam, you have to stand still, while I check to see if there are any drugs hidden in your pussy.” He slipped another finger in her pussy, and it was all Abby could do to remain still as he fingered her.
“Mam, I’m going to have to ask you to lie down. I need to explore this hiding place a bit closer.” Carson pulled his fingers out of her and walked her over to the bed. She sat down and lay back, with her arms still stretched out above her. He pulled her back down the bed so that her ass was nearly hanging off the bed. He got on his knees and stuck his head in-between her legs. Abby could feel the breath on her pussy and she felt herself quaking inside at the anticipation of his mouth on her. She felt his tongue flicking against her clit and she wanted to cry out for more. She was rewarded for her silence because within seconds she felt his tongue enter her deep; he was in so deep that she felt his nose rubbing against her clit. She groaned as she felt his tongue exploring her.
“Hmm, I’m not sure I’m feeling any drugs in there.” His low voice sounded like a rumble to her ears as he spoke. “Let me check again.” Once again he stuck his tongue in her and she felt her pussy trembling in his face. He reached up and squeezed her nipples with his hands as his tongue lavished her and she felt herself coming hard in his face.
“Yeah, I don’t feel anything.” He grinned at her and pushed her back up on the bed, She lay there looking up at him as he leaned over her and she saw him pull his briefs off. “I guess there is only one other way to tell.” He opened her legs and she spread them willingly. She felt his cock at her opening and he slid it into her slowly. She groaned as he pulled it out and just had it resting on her clit.
“Hold on.” He grinned and jumped off of the bed. He walked back with some contraption in his hand. “Another gift for you.”
“What is it?” She looked at him curiously.
“A butterfly.” He reached two black straps up her thighs and placed a small butterfly next to her clit.
“What does it do?” She asked but quickly realized when he flicked the switch and turned it on. The butterfly started vibrating against her clit and she moaned with pleasure. He grinned down at her and got back on top of her. She looked at him in surprise, she didn’t know what he was about to do and was surprised to feel his cock enter her as the butterfly was still vibrating against her.
“Omg, oooh.” She yelled out as he pumped into her. She couldn’t believe the depths of pleasure she was experiencing as he slid in and out of her, while the butterfly was massaging her clit.
“Ahhhh.” She screamed with pleasure as she came and he was still pumping into her. She wanted to reach down and grab his back and pull him off of her, she didn’t know if she could stand any more pleasure. It was so intense and she felt like she was having an out of body experience.
“Fuck me Abby.” Carson growled at her and flipped her on top of him. She sat on top of him and rubbed back and forth trying to fit his cock into her without being able to touch it. The rubbing only intensified the feel of the butterfly on her clit and she felt herself coming on his cock as she rubbed back and forth on him. She heard him groaning and she saw pure lust on his face as he looked up at her.
“Lean down.” He growled and she obeyed. He took one of her breasts in his mouth and adjusted his cock so it slid into her wet pussy. She groaned as she felt him inside of her once more and she bounced up and down on him, grinding her pussy into him so she could feel him hard and deep inside of her.
“Oh shit Abby, don’t stop.” He groaned and held her hips down on him and she bounced up and down on his cock. She collapsed on top of him as they came together powerfully. It took a couple of minutes for them to gather their breath.
“Officer, do you think you can take the handcuffs off now.” She asked politely, while licking Carson’s nipple.
“Since you asked so nicely.” Carson grinned down at her and reached over and clicked them off of her. She clenched her fingers and rubbed them together before pulling herself up on him, she grabbed his face and brought it up to hers, kissing him hard. He pulled her into his arms and she fell asleep cuddled into his chest.
Chapter 13
Abby woke up extremely satisfied. She could hear a heartbeat underneath her ear and she realized that she was still cuddled up to Carson. She looked over and saw him staring at her.
“Morning.” He smiled at her as their eyes meet.
“Morning.” She said softly. She snuggled into his warm body and sighed with happiness. She had never felt this content before and then she remembered the photo. She drew away from him and lay next to him stiltedly.
“What’s wrong Abby?” He looked at her with concern.
“Who was the girl in the photo Carson?” She spoke softly, staring into his eyes.
“You aren’t going to let this go, are you?” He sighed.
“No.” She bit her lip. “Aren’t you worried Carson?”
“No.” He paused. “The Dean is not going to fire me Abby.” He sounded confident of himself.
“That’s not what I’m concerned about.” Which was only partly true, it wasn’t her first concern but she had been worried about his job.
“Well, gee, thanks.” He laughed.
“What is this Carson?” She pointed at the both of them. “Is this something you do every year?”
He looked at her pained. “I really don’t want to talk about this Abby.”
“Fine. Then just let me go home. I don’t want to deal with this anymore.” Abby made to get out of the bed and he grabbed her arm.
“Don’t leave Abby. Please. You are different. I promise you I never felt this way about the others.”
“Others?” She gasped. “So there has been more than one other?” She looked at him with pain in her eyes and he sighed and closed his eyes for a second.
“Fine. I’ll tell you.” He looked at her searchingly. “There have been two others. The first girl I didn’t know she was a student. She was never in any of my classes. We had sex a few times and that was it. I didn’t care about her at all.”
Abby tried to ignore the sour feeling rising up in her and listened to him.
“The second girl, the girl in the photo. Her name was Holly. I didn’t think anything of her and then one day, she came to class and sat in the front row.” He paused.
“Go on Carson.” Abby pleaded with him. She had to know everything.
“I was there teaching the class and I saw her open her legs. I saw she had no panties on and she was exposing her pussy to me. I looked at her face and she grinned at me. I was in shock. She then started to finger herself, right there in the class. Right in front of me. I didn’t know what was going on.” He looked at her to see if she understood but was met by her stony gaze. “After the class, she came up to me and told me she had a problem. I asked her what she had a problem with and she took my hand and put in up her skirt next to her pussy. She told me that she hadn’t been able to come in class and could I
help her.”
Abby bit her lip and tried to control the anger and jealousy coursing through her listening to Carson talk about the slut.
“I tried to pull my hand away and she pushed me down to the chair and got on my lap and danced for me. I couldn’t help myself Abby. But it was just sex. She never meant anything to me.”
“How long did you see her?” Abby needed to know all the details.
“We slept together for the rest of the semester.” Carson looked pained. “Abby, I don’t think I should tell you anymore of the story.”
“Why did you stop? What happened?”
“She got pregnant.” The words dropped like a bomb in the room and Abby felt tears build up in her eyes.
“I see.”
“No, no you don’t. It wasn’t mine.” Carson looked at her intensely. “You see she was also sleeping with someone else.”
“Oh.” Abby wondered if that had hurt Carson, wondered if he had loved Holly.
“She was sleeping with the Dean Abby.”
“What?” Abby gasped with shock.
“I asked her what she wanted to do about the baby and she told me she wasn’t sure it was mine. That there was someone else. I was miffed more than heartbroken.”
“I see.”
“She told me about the Dean then. Told me she had met him while she had worked as a secretary at the school. Supposedly someone she worked with was also sleeping with him and had told her that he gave girls scholarships in exchange for sex.”
“That’s awful.” Abby gasped again, wondering if any if the girls she had worked with were also doing the Dean.
“Yeah. He totally abuses his power. But there is nothing I can do because she told him about her and me as well. So he knows that I also know about him and that is why he will never fire me.”
“Oh I see.” Abby realized that it was a big sordid mess and she felt dirty and used just hearing about it. “I don’t want to see you anymore Carson.” Her voice was pained but she didn’t think she could handle the depths of hurt inside of her. She reached down and played with her phone and saw another text from Essie. “Just fucked Chad. Talk soon.”
Abby sighed. She didn’t know why Essie would mess around with him after the previous evening. How awkward would it be now to be around Chad all the time if he actually started dating Essie?
“Are you okay Abby?” Carson’s voice sounded pained. “I’ve never met a girl like you before Abby. You are really special to me. I’ve been so scared that I would wake up and find out that having you in my life has all been a dream.” He grabbed her hand to his. “When you didn’t show up for dinner that night, I thought my life was over. I hadn’t known you very long but I knew that you were my missing half. When I saw you in class that day, I had never been so angry and so happy in my life. I may be your professor Abby, but you are so much more to me than my student. I want you to be my wife, the mother of my children.”
“Why do you treat me so horribly?” She spat out, confused and hopeful.
“I’m scared Abby. You already ran away on me once. I don’t want to tell you something and make you leave me again. I don’t want you to look at me like some sort of creep.”
“Too late.” She laughed and then stopped as she saw the real pain and concern in his eyes. “I care about you Carson.” She spoke softly. “A lot. But this is a lot to take in.”
“I know.” He bit his lip. “I wish I could tell you how little Holly meant to me.”
“Why is she sending me photo’s of you and her?” She paused. “Or sending them to you?”
“I don’t know.” He paused. “She lives in an apartment out of town with their son. The Dean spends every other weekend with her. I don’t know why she would be doing this now.”
“I don’t know what to think or feel Carson.” Abby paused. “This is just too much. I don’t want to be fucking my professor and I also do not want to have to leave this class. History is my life.”
“I know Abby. You’re a great student.” He grinned. “In more ways than one.”
She hit him. “Oh Carson.” He drew her towards him and she snuggled next to him, enjoying the feel of his warm body next to hers.
“We can try and find out why she is sent the photo if you want?” Carson whispered into her hair. She pulled back and looked at him.
“How?”
“Holly and the Dean usually go to a public sex club on Sunday’s. If we go there and see both of them, maybe we can figure out what’s going on.”
“A public sex club?” Abby looked at him in dismay. “What does that mean?”
“It means that we would have to have sex in public.” Carson paused. “But I don’t think you have a problem with that right?”
“Like a swingers club?” Abby muttered scared.
“No, not really.” Carson licked his lips. “Well, you can if you want. It’s a place for people to go to have other people watching them having sex. If you want to swap partners you can.”
“But if we go, we would have to have sex?”
“If we didn’t want to look suspicious and get kicked out right away, then yes.”
“So, we’d have to be naked in front of a bunch of people?”
“Do you have to be naked to have sex?”
“I guess not.”
“So then no. We don’t have to go Abby but if we want to figure out what is going on, this may be the best way.”
Abby lay there and thought for a moment. She enjoyed the feel of Carson’s hands caressing her breasts and she sighed. “I don’t really want to go to the club but I do want to know what is going on. Okay, we can go.”
“Okay then. We’ll go.” Carson kissed her on the forehead and whispered to her. “And then everything will be behind us and we can move on.”
“Yeah, I guess.” Abby closed her eyes and hoped that she was doing the right thing.
Chapter 14
It was 9pm when Abby and Carson arrived to the club. From the outside it looked like a regular home and Abby wondered if Carson had been pulling her leg. However, she realized as soon as the walked in and she saw the different couples around her having sex that he hadn’t been joking. She held onto Carson’s hand tightly as they made their way through the rooms. Abby could see some men watching her as she walked past in her short skirt and crop top. Carson had decided on the clothes, saying that the outfit was accessible to having sex without having to go naked if she didn’t have to. She stopped herself from pulling the top down. She knew it had ridden up and the bottoms of her ample breasts were on view for all to see.
“Okay, let’s sit here.” Carson pulled her down to a large leather couch and placed her on his lap. They were sitting next to a man who was receiving head from a woman who was kneeling in-between his lap. He winked at Abby and she quickly turned her face.
“Start giving me a lap dance.” Carson whispered into her ear. “Or the security will get suspicious. Abby looked in the corner and saw a man staring at them and started moving her hips to the beat. She ground her ass into Carson’s crotch and felt his hands come around and grasp her breasts under her top. He pinched her nipples as she danced in his lap and she leaned her head back on his lap, trying to ignore the stare of the man sitting on the couch opposite her who was being fucked by a nubile woman on top of him.
“Don’t look now but we have company.” Carson whispered into her ear and stuck his hand down the front of her skirt, rubbing her clit as she rubbed on him.
“Professor O’Brien.” Abby heard the Dean’s voice coming from the chair next to them.
“Dean.” Carson answered him civilly. “Holly.”
Abby couldn’t resist then and turned her face to look at the girl. She was standing there completely naked and so was the dean. Abby felt her face flush red at seeing them both in the nude.
“Fancy seeing you both here.” Carson continued smiling at them.
“Professor O’Brien, it’s nice to see you.” Holly stared at him, while ignoring Abby. Her
breasts jiggled as she walked closer to them. “It’s been too long since I had you.” She laughed at her joke and Abby wanted to scratch her eyes out. Holly leaned down and gave Carson a kiss on the cheek and went and sat on the dean’s lap, immediately taking his cock into her and riding him. She looked over at Carson and winked.
The wink angered Abby and so she stood up quickly and took off her top and skirt. She pulled down Carson’s sweatpants and straddled him letting the tip of his cock nudge at her pussy until finally she sat down on him. She saw Holly stare at her then and she smiled, riding Carson hard and bouncing her tits against his chest. She leaned over and kissed him hard wanting Holly to see that he was now hers.