by Katy Kaylee
Her first assignment was on the history of sex. We went over all the scientific theories and studies that some of the greatest researchers contributed to today. I could tell by the spark in Christina’s eyes that she was excited to learn about the way sex played a large part in human behavior.
“Wow! I never knew sex was so complicated and intense,” Christina lamented.
I agreed. “There so many things about sex that we still don’t understand til this very day. So the research must continue through hungry minds like yours.”
A few days went by and I met up with Roy to discuss Christina’s progress in the class. He greeted me with a bear hug and smiled. We walked toward the campus court yard to grab a cup of coffee.
“So what do you think of Christina?” I asked.
Roy began to bow his head repeatedly and ran. He took a few sips of his coffee and said, “She’s one of my brightest students this semester. I’m thinking about making her my protégé.”
“Wow! I knew you would be the perfect teacher for her, Roy,” I affirmed.
“Yeah, she’s great. She’s very articulate, comprehends the materials, and prompts interesting questions in class. She reminds me of one of my three wives.” Roy joked.
“Agreed on all the above. You can’t imagine how much this means to her, you know Roy? I owe you one for sure. Christina has been going through a rough patch lately. This had really set her back on track,” I added.
Roy peeked over both his shoulders and leaned forward to say, “How is she in the bedroom?”
I furrowed my brow, confused by his questions. “Excuse me?”
Roy shrugged his shoulders and said, “Is she as good in the sheets as she is in the classroom?”
I shook my head adamantly. “Christina is a good girl. She’s not like all the rest,” I told him.
Roy shrugged his shoulders once more and said, “Just thought I’d ask, you know how we were back in the day.”
I couldn’t believe the words coming out of Roy’s mouth. Some people never changed no matter how much time went by. Later that evening I was sitting at my desk inside my bedroom when my cell phone rang. I wasn’t expecting a phone call from Christina since she knew I needed more time for my research. I answered on the second ring just because I wanted to hear her voice. “Hey beautiful, you miss me, don’t you?” I joked.
“Nathan?” Christina whispered through her tears. The pain in her voice caused me to jump to my feet.
“Christina sweetheart, what’s wrong?”
“Nathan, I need you to come and pick me up. I’m at the university in the girl’s bathroom,” she whispered.
“Okay. Don’t move I’ll be there in just a few minutes okay, baby.”
Christina uttered “Yes.” I grabbed my jacket and ran out of the front door. My heart was racing as I sped down the highway. I just wanted to get to Christina as fast as I could. The sound of her voice was so scary. I never wanted to hear her sound like that again. I pulled off the highway within a matter of fifteen minutes. I parked illegally in the handicapped space. I don’t remember if I left the engine running or not. I just remembered jumping out of the car at lightning speed and into the ladies room.
“Christina! Christina!” I yelled. “Christina, where are you?”
A few women were inside the ladies room. I apologized and waited for one of the stall doors to open for Christina to come out. Slowly she walked out of the stall and toward me. Her face was red and pouty like she’d been crying for hours. I could tell by her blouse that it had been ripped. A few buttons were missing. From where I stood by the door she didn’t look physically hurt. I waited for to gather herself once more.
“I’ll be right outside the door.” I advised. Christina nodded her head in my direction and washed her face with some water. I waited patiently for Christina to come out. When she did, I wrapped her up inside my arms and kissed her all over her face. “Baby, I’m so sorry. Tell me everything.” I advised.
I escorted Christina out of the building and into my Chevy. Once she was safely on the passenger side, I raced to the other side to get inside the car. Before we pulled out of the parking lot I reached for Christina’s hand. I immediately grabbed her attention from staring out the window helplessly. I squeezed her hand and reminded her,” I’m here for you.”
She smiled a half smile toward me and nodded her head. I didn’t stop or get anything to eat. I was too perturbed by Christina’s appearance and phone call. I drove her back to my place and carried her inside. She placed her head on my shoulder and cried once more.
I poured Christina a glass of water as she rested momentarily on the couch. I gave her a minute and allowed her to tell me what happened in her own time.
“He said I was his protégé.” Christina started with a few tears sliding down her face. I move closer to her on the couch to comfort her as much as I could.
“Take your time, baby.”
“I thought I was doing so well in class that Mr. Barnes wanted to reward me with a lunch off campus. He told me that we could take his car and go somewhere nice to talk about more opportunities.”
I shook my head and grabbed Christina’s hand. “In class he would say things to me like “That’s how daddy likes it,” or something even more inappropriate. I usually just ignored it and figured he was just a dirty old man that needed something to jack his dick off, too.” Christina admitted.
“Most of us are, baby.”
“Yeah, but when we got in the car he took it too far. He started trying to give me a massage because he said I looked tense. I stopped him and told him I was fine. He tried to rub my leg when he reached inside of the glove compartment. I moved over so he wouldn’t touch me. I thought his advances were over. That is until, we got to the restaurant. He insisted on sitting next to me in the booth. I thought I could handle his advances because I was doing well so far.” Christina said.
She took a few sips of her water and caused. She stared down at her hands and started shaking her head. I grabbed her and placed her head on my chest. “I’m right here. You made it out safely. Whatever you had to do it was justifiable,” I encouraged.
“I hope so.” she said. “Roy placed three hundred dollars on the table and looked over at me. He began to lick his lips and stared at my breasts. I didn’t say anything. I just sat there quietly.
He said, “How much for a blow job in the back seat?” He didn’t crack a smile or anything. That’s when I knew he was serious. I didn’t say anything. So, he placed two hundred more dollars on the table and said, “Let me fuck you in the asshole.” He began rubbing my thigh underneath the table. No matter how many times I told him no, he kept touching me. I had to get out of there. So…”
“So what?” I inquired.
“I slapped him across the face and climbed over the table. I ran out of the restaurant and down the street. I was so nervous and scared that he might come after me and do something to me. So I ran as fast as I could without looking back. If it wasn’t for a freshman I’d met in the cafeteria driving back seeing me. I’m pretty sure Mr. Barnes would have caught me. I was scared for my life.” Christina admitted and started to shake.
I rubbed her head and told her that she was safe in my arms. I reassured her that nothing like that would ever happen to her again. She sobbed silently in my arms and said that she didn’t know what she would have done if I hadn’t answered my phone.
“Don’t worry about that. I answered and I left as soon as you said you needed me. I will always be there for you,” I promised.
I kissed Christina on her forehead and rubbed her back until she fell asleep in my arms. I listened to her carefully inhale and exhale. She was sleeping so peacefully that I didn’t want to wake her. But, I knew she didn’t want to wake up on my couch alone at my place. I allowed her a few more moments of peaceful sleep before I kissed her lips softly to awaken her from sleep. She batted her eyes up towards me and began to smile. She wrapped her hands around my neck and pulled me closer to ki
ss her once more. I could tell by the passionate way she kissed me that she wanted only me inside of her again.
I slid my tongue deeper inside her mouth as my right hand began to unbutton her top. Her nipples instantly grew hard from my touch. I rubbed them softly between my hands. Christina began to moan softly as she began to bite my bottom lip. She began to rub my chest and push my tee shirt up over my neck. I assisted her and took my shirt completely off. I rested my back against the soft plush coach pillow as Christina began to kiss my chest softly. I could tell by the lust in her eyes that she wanted me to love her deeply with my cock. Her eyes begged for me to take off her clothes and make her my one and only. Her soft lips nibbled on my nipples.
Within a matter of minutes my cock grew hard and began bulging outside of my pants. I unzipped my pants and directed Christina’s hands into my boxer shorts. She obliged and left a trail of her soft red lip stick all over my body. One by one her lipstick left an unforgettable trail of hot passion towards my cock. She pulled my cock from its pants and started to squeeze the head and slide her hand up and down.
“Taste me,” I requested. Christina scooted a little bit lower and wrapped her red lips around my cock. The moistness from her lips caused me to want to ejaculate all in her mouth. I bought the urge to have her plunge my cock deeply down her throat. I wanted to savor every moment of it. I allowed her to stroke my cock a few minutes longer as I encouraged her to spit on my cock. I liked it nice, wet, and nasty. Christina was a good girl and did as she was told.
“You want to come for me, daddy?” Christina urged.
“No,” I affirmed.
“I want to taste you. Sit on my face,” I commanded.
Christina smiled a crooked smile and did as I requested. She slid up her dress and removed her thong black panties. She tossed them in the air and turned to kiss me once more. I sucked softly on her bottom lip as she ran her hands through my mane. She moaned louder as my hands began to squeeze her ass. She smelled like creamy white peaches all over. Her aroma aroused me instantly. I scooted down on the sofa to rest my head comfortably on the pillow. I lifted Christina up a few inches and buried my face between her thighs. I opened my mouth wide enough and allowed my tongue to play hide and seek inside her tight pussy walls. Christina began to shriek as I began to suck on her clit. She rode my face like a wave as I pushed her ass into my face further. I wanted to make her legs tremble as she exploded all over my face. I slid my thumb into her ass and sucked twice as hard on her clit. Christina began to arch her back and rode my face faster.
“Yes daddy! Give it to me!” she yelled at the top of her lungs.
I moved up further inside her ass hole and I could tell that Christina was enjoying every moment of pleasure. She clamped her thighs tightly around my head as I penetrated her ass and licked her pussy simultaneously. Just as I intended, she erupted into a mountain of many earthquakes. I spread my lips wide and received the flow of her ripe juicy berry into my mouth. Christina soon climbed down from my face and licked my face all over. She smiled and kissed me with love in her eyes. In between kisses she asked, “Do you like the way I taste daddy?”
“I love it sweetheart!” I confessed enthusiastically.
Just as Christina thought that our fun time was over I grabbed her by her hips and slid my cock inside her hole. Her mouth slacked open as she began to arch her back and bounce on my cock. I grabbed on to her hips and pushed my cock deeper inside her pussy. Christina’s breasts began to jiggle seductively in the air. Her nipples were rock hard. I leaned forward to put them inside my mouth. With the flick of my tongue, Christina became much than before. She enjoyed bouncing on her daddy dick so she got on her tip toes and started popping her hot pink pulsating pussy in my face. The view of her pussy lips squeezing my rock hard dick excited me even more. I wanted to bury my face inside her snatch and fuck her at the same time. Christina began to rub on her clit as she bounced up and down on my cock.
The erotic sounds coming out of her mouth caused me to pre-cum inside her boiling hot pussy. She stared down at me and bit her lips. I could tell she was enjoying fucking me just as much as I was enjoyed fucking her that night.
I begin to smack Christina on her ass and she yelled out loud that she wanted more. I smacked her harder and she begged for more . The sound of her begging me to punish her like a naughty school excited me. I threw Christina onto her back and forced her onto her stomach. She arched her back and planted her ass in the air. I entered her and treat like it was our first time having sex. The more I stroked her deeply the more moist she became between her thighs. My cock continued to pulsate as I matched the rhythm of the loving she was putting on me. I wrapped my hands around Christina’s neck and gave her a few longer and deeper strokes. Her pussy began to talk back to me. The sound of my balls smacking her wet pussy sent me into overdrive. I wrapped my hands around her throat and pulled her toward me. I kissed Christina on her lips and buried my seed deep inside of her. When I pulled out I crawled on top of Christina. She wrapped her thick legs around my waist and ran her hands through my mane. I rested my head on her stomach. I didn’t mind that my ass was exposed and we were butt naked inside my living room. I just felt like I could do anything as long as Christina was by my side. She rubbed my head and said, “Come here baby, I want to tell you something.”
I rose up to meet her beautiful face. I kissed her once red lips from instinct and stared into her eyes.
Christina cleared her throat and said, “No one has ever come to my rescue. Not until I met you, Nathan. You have walked into my life and changed my world. I just wanted to thank you for loving all of me for me. It meant a lot to me.”
I kissed Christina’s lips and smiled. “I’d do anything to make you happy. I just want to spend every day of life with you. You mean so much to me. We’ve only known each other for such a short time. But, I feel like I could love you forever and a day.”
“Do you really mean that, Nathan?”
“Christina, I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it. I love you from the bottom of my heart.”
“I love you, too, Nathan. I want to love you forever and always,” Christina replied.
We rested on the couch a few minutes longer, until we retired to the bedroom where I held Christina in my arms the entire night.
8
Christina
Returning to the college environment helped to restore myself of sense—somewhat. My life felt upside down, and sometimes I meant that literally. I was relieved to have Nathan tell me that I didn’t have to answer to Roy any longer. I’m sure Nathan had something to do with that but I was transferred to another department and spent my time writing grant proposals for youth programs. It was interesting and normal; two things that helped to round out my life. The money, obviously, was what kept me afloat.
Nathan’s burrow was a special kind of refuge. Closing out the world and being almost soundproof let you imagine yourself in a perfect world. He paid me a lot of attention and it was welcomed. I know he sensed the upset I felt inside after Roy, so he mostly held me as we slept. I liked that he was sensitive to that and as a result, things between us became different. I think we both understood that we were capable of exotic sex, but agreed without saying it that we also wanted the secure, everyday life that couples create once they’ve been together for a long period of time.
Relating to Nathan’s profession, he asked me to help him develop a sex therapy program for new couples. I knew that wasn’t the sort of thing he could do alone, he needed a partner. I agreed to help him out, but I made it clear I wouldn’t take part in live penetration demonstrations, or without clothing—not with anyone, including him. My experience with Roy had brought my taste for trusting others to a roaring halt. I could tell he was disappointed. I think he hoped it would open some new world of raging sexual perversion and he would go down into the history books as its originator. I had been doing some reading on the topic of sex. In what I’d been reading, he could hardly become an innovator. Peo
ple for eons, bored throughout the long nights, had taken part in unimagineable perversion, for entertainment if nothing else. There was nothing yet to be uncovered.
Nathan was disappointed, so we compromised. The students would be allowed to participate among themselves with abandon, and I do the line at nudity and penetration. I also didn’t want the classes to be held anymore but at Nathan’s burrow. Personally, I felt it was a more intimate environment and it made me more comfortable.
Nathan was selective in his students. He chose the more interesting, motivated people from his college classes and his private consultations and assembled them for a twice monthly meeting. I didn’t have to do anything but be sure there were some snacks and drinks available. Nathan would come and pick me up before the class and he was very affectionate, doing his best to put me in the proper mood. I appreciated that consideration, but I still felt inhibited. Roy had definitely left his mark. With the income from the sex therapy classes, I could cut back my hours at the college, although I enjoyed my job and I did need the money so I kept as many hours as I could. I knew Nathan had intended for me to reduce my college time, saying that he missed my company. He had a way of subtly making his wishes known and pressuring me into honoring them. He did say at the beginning, however, that my body was my own and I should never allow anyone to take away my power of choice. I let that ideal blossom in my head. I learned to hold my ground.
I did enjoy meeting the couples who came. They were from every walk of life. Before we started, I thought I’d be able to pick them out around me, on the street or at the grocery. I was so wrong. They varied in height, color, professional accomplishments and incomes. One woman, whose name was Laura, worked in a homeless shelter during the day, a place where sexual relationships were definitely discouraged. When she came to the program, however, she turned into a dominatrix, complete with black leather and a cropped whip. Another woman, Sarah, was a nurse at a senior citizen home during the day. Both women were compassionate and empathetic in their professions, but seemed to like to release some inner dark need. The program allowed them to do that.