TheProfessor

by Jon Bradbury

  “Mmm! Mmm Mm!” She just kept sucking.

  And then, suddenly, I felt it. That exquisite squeezing sensation that let me know I was way past the point of no return. “Uuuhhh…”

  Her lips stayed wrapped around my dick as it jerked. “Mmmm…”

  I just stood there, staring up at the sky, helpless to the wonderful sense of release that accompanied that equally wonderful climax. There was just the sound of the ocean nearby and her warm lips wrapped around my dick.

  Finally, after a long pause, she slowly pulled back to suck my cock one last time, before she released it from her mouth, licking her lips. “It seems like someone hasn’t come in a long time.”

  “A very long time. Did you like your first white dick?”

  “I loved it baby. Absolutely loved it.” She held my dick deftly in her fingers, lightly sucking and licking the head, getting any stray semen she might have missed.

  “Danielle?”

  She looked up at me. “Yes, baby?”

  “What would you say if I asked you about returning the favor?” I reached my hand out to her.

  Danielle put her hand in mine and stood up. “You wouldn’t have to ask me twice, that’s what I’d say.”

  We both laughed. Water splashed as we switched places. I moved down the steps and Danielle stepped up. Suddenly her breasts were right in my face.

  Danielle seemed to notice the rapturous look on my face. “Do you like them?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Yeah?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Can you imagine any man who would not want to touch these breasts?”

  “I could not imagine that.”

  “You’re too kind.”

  Hesitantly, I ran my hands up her sides and reached for her breasts. But any hesitation vanished when I felt that velvety softness. I knew how to handle a woman’s breasts. First off, you can’t be too gentle. She looked down as I touched them.

  “Oohhh, yes… Aren’t these the most beautiful breasts you’ve ever seen?”

  “Yeah.” That wasn’t a lie. Her breasts were chocolate, just like the rest of her, the areolas a darker shade of chocolate, the nipples like fudge erasers.

  My face was suddenly being pulled gently but firmly towards that velvety softness. I didn’t resist. But I did put my mouth on her breasts.

  “Mmm…” She ran her nails through my hair with her left hand. “Oohh, yeahhuh.”

  I was in paradise. As beautiful as any pair of breasts were, these were special. I gently licked and sucked on them with the soft part of my mouth, making soft popping sounds.

  “Ahh, yeah…” She ran her upper teeth over her lower lip, making a sharp inhale. “Oohh, yeahhuhh… Oohh, shit!”

  I spent the next several minutes in heaven, alternating between her left breast and her right breast. Always being gentle.

  “What about the rest of me?”

  I stopped sucking on her nipples and looked up. “What?”

  “Don’t forget my pussy, baby.”

  Grinning, I said, “I was getting to that. Have patience.”

  She ran her nails through my hair. “You might be surprised to learn this, but the black men that I’ve dated have not wanted to suck my tits or eat my pussy.”

  “Yeah, that would be surprising. I wonder why not?”

  “I truly don’t know. Is my pussy not pretty enough?”

  I looked at the v-shaped cove between her legs. It was the same shade of chocolate as the rest of her. No tan lines. The delicate pubic skin was hairless, completely smooth. The pussy lips looked like chocolate rose petals. Then I looked up at her. “Not in my opinion. It looks good enough to eat. Those other men must be idiots.”

  There was a faint but unmistakably warm smile on her face as her fingers brushed my face. “They must be.” Her voice was soft. “Now get in there and eat my pussy.”

  I placed my hands on her hips, while she placed her hands on my shoulders. I pulled her towards me all at once and tasted her pussy. I ran my tongue along the cleft in between her pussy lips but didn’t slide it in. Then I spread apart the flesh surrounding her clit with my thumbs and nuzzled it with the tip of my tongue, which caused Danielle to clench her hands and dig her nails in my shoulders.

  She gasped out loud. “Ahh! Mmm! Ohh!”

  I didn’t dare admit to Danielle that I had not, in fact, ever performed oral sex on a woman before. I’d taken a few seminars here and there about giving and receiving good oral sex. Unfortunately there’s a big difference between having read about something, and having actually done it. But I seemed to be doing something right.

  Danielle’s hands clenched my shoulders hard with each lick of my tongue. Her nails dug deeper every time I sucked on her clit. She inhaled sharply. “Shit! Oohh, shit! Baby, you the man! Oohh! Shit!”

  I would have chuckled, if I didn’t have my mouth full. I was glad to discover that the techniques I’d learned definitely worked. It pays to be a good student. It was easy to give her oral. She was very demonstrative. Her pussy almost tasted like chocolate.

  Suddenly she clenched her hands tighter than ever, dug her nails in my shoulders, inhaled and went, “Aahhuuhh!”

  And then there was silence.

  Her body went as limp as a rag doll. She collapsed on top of me. I stood up and held her before she fell in the water, moving into somewhat deeper water, and she tightly wrapped her arms around my neck.

  I said, “Are you okay?”

  Her tight hold eased off a little. She pulled back a little, but that was so she could kiss me. Kissed me so softly I couldn’t believe it. “Yes. Yes, I’m okay.”

  “That’s good.”

  Then she hugged me again, for a long time. She finally pulled back and looked in my eyes. “There’s something we haven’t done yet.”

  “What’s that?”

  “We haven’t fucked.”

  “What?”

  “You know? Fucking? It’s the part where you slip your dick into my vagina.”

  “I know what fucking is, thanks.”

  Danielle smiled back and laughed naughtily. “I’m glad. So let’s get busy.”

  “Whoa, wait. This is the part where I give you a minute to make sure that this is what you really want.”

  Looking at me steadily, she said, “And this is the part where I tell you that what I want, what I really, really want, is to fuck.” She reached down and started stroking my dick.

  I groaned. “You naughty girl.”

  She grinned. “Yes, baby, I’m a naughty girl. Just like Beyonce. Only better.”

  I reached down and found that nub again and rubbed it. “Glad we got that straight.”

  “Mm! Down a little more!”

  I moved my index finger down just slightly until I felt the folds of her pussy lips, and found the entrance to her vagina. My index finger plunged into warm velvety wetness. Her fingers squeezed my cock just a little tighter.

  “Oohh, shit! Jeff, baby, let’s get this party started. I can tell you’re ready.”

  “Okay. You got me.” I shrugged sheepishly. I could see for myself that my cock was once again standing out at attention. And I could definitely tell that Danielle’s pussy was quite ready. We both laughed.

  We moved back into the shallow end, over near the steps, where she could bend over and put her hands on the wooden deck. Then she turned around, bent over and stuck her ass high in the air. “Now come over here and fuck your first black pussy!”

  Easing up behind her, my heart sped up as I placed my hands on her waist. She reached behind her, lightly held my cock and deftly guided the pink head to her waiting pussy. Her pussy lips separated, and I could see the pink moist flesh inside. Then I pushed my hips forward, easing my cock inside that warm velvety wetness. I groaned out loud.

  She inhaled sharply. “Oohh, shit!”

  “Big enough for you?”

  “Shit, yes! Mmm! Tight enough for you?”

  “Definitely.” I got used to being inside her. A
nd then I started to move.

  “Oh, shit. Oohh, shit! Oohh, shit!”

  I held on to her waist, adjusted my stance slightly and continued thrusting.

  “Ahh! Shit! Are you sure. Mmm! You’re a geek?”

  I groaned as I tried to move slowly. “Yeah. Majored in. Computer science.”

  “You. Ahh! Seem to know. Oh, shit! A lot about. Oooh, shit! A lot about sex!”

  Grinning like a Cheshire cat. “I like to study. Different. Subjects.”

  “Then I would give you. Aahh! An A-fucking-plus!”

  “Thanks, professor.”

  “No, baby, you the professor!”

  That moved me. In my gut, not my brain. “Thanks.”

  Suddenly she said, “Stop! Baby, stop for a second. Aahh!”

  “What? What? Is something wrong?”

  “I want to see your face.”

  Quickly we moved into deeper water, till we were up to our shoulders. Then I moved her up against a handy ladder, where she sat and spread her legs wide, and looked into my eyes. She slipped her arms around my neck as I slipped inside her again and started moving. Just as quickly she dug her nails in my back.

  “Oohh, shit. Shit! Oohh, shit! Baby, you the…ahh! You the man! Oohh!”

  “Do I qualify for extra credit?”

  “Told you. Mm! You the professor, baby!”

  “Well, in that case, you have been the best student I’ve ever had.”

  She arched her back as she held on. “Oohh, shit! Do I get an A, professor?”

  “An A-plus-plus.”

  Danielle grinned. “Good. Cause. Mmm! I’m going to come again!”

  “Tell the professor how you like it.”

  “Oh, Professor. I like it. Mmm! I like it. Ahhh! I like it like that!”

  Holding her firmly in my arms, I kept thrusting inside her. The water was splashing against the rim of the pool, making waves travel to the other side of the pool and back.

  “Oohh, shit! Shit, shit, shit!”

  I didn’t know how much longer I could hold out. “Maybe. I should. Stop, huh?”

  “Hell no! You Goddamn white motherfucker better fuck the shit out of this pussy!”

  Well, I guess that answered that question.

  Danielle dug her nails in hard and went, “Aahhuuhhh!”

  Then she went limp in my arms. I was still hard, though. Hard as a rock and no place to go. I kept moving my cock inside her.

  Her hands caressing my shoulders, she said, “Oh, shit. Professor, did you come?”

  “Not yet.”

  “Damn! That’s the mark of a true master.”

  I chuckled then grunted as I thrust deep inside her. “Thanks.”

  “Fuck me until you come, professor! I can’t honestly say I’ve passed the class if I haven’t made the teacher come, can I?”

  “No, I guess not.” I started moving more rapidly.

  “Oooh, yes! That’s it! Fuck that pussy, professor! Fuck me real good.”

  I was so close already, I didn’t bother arguing the point. Except we were fucking bareback. There was a tiny part of my brain still operational after all. And it was telling me to pretend I had come, so I could get back in the house, and pretend this midnight pool party didn’t happen.

  But that tightness in my groin was once again becoming unbearable.

  “Shit! Shit! Shit! Oooohh, shit!” Then her voice got thick and low. “Fuck me real good. Fuck this pussy. Fuck the shit out of this pussy!”

  I couldn’t say anything. I had my cock all up inside Danielle’s pussy. With each thrust inside her warm velvety wetness it got harder to be polite. I was thrusting so fast I was making slapping noises against her.

  “That’s. Oh! That’s it, baby! Ahh! You can. Aahh! Do it!”

  And then, at the top of a thrust, I felt that squeezing sensation in my nuts again. I groaned loudly as I came inside her. My groan and hers mixed together.

  “Oooohhh, yeaahhhhuuh! That’s it, baby!”

  This time I didn’t even feel her nails in my back. I did feel her arms around my neck. Her soft caresses. Her even softer kisses.

  “Doesn’t that feel all better?” Her voice was soft, like her caresses.

  Breathing deeply, I laughed. “Oh God yes, it feels much better.”

  “Good.” Our laughter was giddy as we kissed the kisses of satisfied lovers.

  Danielle sighed, her arms still around my neck. “Professor?”

  “Yes, Miss Evans?”

  “I think I’m in love.”

  “You do? Why’s that?”

  “Five orgasms. You gave me five orgasms, professor.”

  “I did? Wow.”

  She kissed my face. “Yes you did.”

  I chuckled. “Come on. Let’s get cleaned up so we can go back to bed.”

  “No, I’d rather stay here in the pool with you for a while longer.”

  I grinned. “And cool off?”

  “Yeah…”

  “Wasn’t that what we were trying to do in the first place?”

  Danielle laughed and gave me a hug, gently raking her nails across my back. “Just stay with me for a while. Hold me as long as you want, baby.”

  “Anything for my best student.”

  She giggled. Kissed me softly. As I picked her up off the ladder and carried her back in the water, she said, “Was that the best pussy you’ve ever had? And be honest.”

  “Yeah. Honestly.”

  Another sweet giggle, grinning a mile wide. “Good!”

  “What about you? Was that the best dick you’ve ever had?”

  “Oh God, yes. The best. You sure came a lot.”

  “Yeah, sorry about that. I gave you a cream pie.”

  “I’ve always wanted a cream pie.” She sighed. “I feel like I could go to bed right now and sleep straight through the whole day until the next morning.”

  “So could I.”

  Chapter Eight

  Danielle

  I was lying in bed, still half-asleep, when someone opened my bedroom door. A female voice said, “Miss Danielle?”

  Cracking one eye open, I incoherently mumbled, “Whaaa…”

  Naomi came into my bedroom and threw the drapes open, flooding the room with the pure morning sunshine of a new day. “Time to get up, Miss Danielle.”

  Covering my eyes with my arm, I blearily said, “What time is it?”

  “Quarter till nine. You must have slept pretty sound.”

  “I must have.” I covered my mouth to yawn.

  “You want me to run your shower, Miss Danielle?”

  “Yes, please, Naomi. And would you get me a towel, please?”

  “Are you in bed naked?”

  “Yes, Naomi. It was too hot last night.”

  “I heard that.” She went into the bathroom and returned a minute later with a big white bath towel. “Here you go, Miss Danielle. I started your shower for you.”

  “Thank you, Naomi.”

  She left the room, closing the door quietly behind her. I couldn’t keep it in any longer. I sat up in bed, stretched really wide and made a great big, “Ooooohhh!”

  Then I made my way into the master bathroom. As I opened the shower stall and stepped under the water, I still couldn’t believe what I did last night. I still felt the afterglow. It was fresh and clear in my memory, but at the same time, it felt like it was all a dream.

  The touching. The kissing. The oral sex. In short, doing all those things that those other men didn’t do to me. And did I mention the fucking? Oh God, the fucking. I had two orgasms just from that. Damn! I was grinning like a fool. Glowing like a neon sign. I wasn’t too sure if this was just the afterglow from some good sex, or if it was real love.

  One thing that was, like, for sure, was that I really was pushing it by not using any birth control. I’m very good about using birth control but this time I spaced it. Besides, how was I supposed to know that Jeff was going to join me in the pool last night? Sure, I wanted it to happen. But I didn’t expect i
t to happen.

  I stepped into the shower. As I did so, I saw blood in the drain.

  Usually I hate to see my period start. Several days of cramps and bleeding, thanks to Miss Flow and The Cramp Man. But my big grin became relieved. At least I wasn’t pregnant. I can only imagine the uproar that would have caused. This would be a bad time to get pregnant. Very bad. As in disrupt the entire schedule for the next year bad. As I reached for the body wash, I was feeling of two minds about it just the same. I’m sure Jeff and I would have made a beautiful mixed-race baby together.

  The happy afterglow stayed with me as I took my shower and washed the chlorine from my skin and hair. Then I kept to my ritual as I removed what body hair there was from my armpits, legs and pussy. Just as I was turning off the water and stepping out, Naomi came back in, bearing a clear plastic squeeze bottle. “I have the baby oil ready.”

  I smiled at her. “Your timing is wonderful.”

  “Of course. You know I know all your habits.”

  “Yes, you do, and I thank you.”

  The room was silent while Naomi started rubbing my back with baby oil. Doing this right after a shower makes my skin softer than a cloud. Plus her technique is golden.

  “Would you like some breakfast, Miss Danielle?”

  “Yes, please, Naomi. I’m hungry.”

  “I thought I’d make a cold breakfast. Weather’s kind of warm for my taste.”

  “Yes, it is. Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome. You look beautiful this morning, Miss Danielle.”

  “What, don’t I look beautiful every morning?”

  “Of course you do. But this morning you’ve got this definite glow.”

  I just said, “That’s the baby oil, Naomi.”

  She laughed. “Yes, Miss Danielle.”

  I didn’t say a thing as she rubbed my booty with baby oil. I couldn’t exactly say to her, Yeah, I’ve got this glow thanks to the sex I had with Jeff last night. Mind-blowing, toe-curling, nail-digging sex! Oooohhh, shit!

  “I see your period started.”

  “Yeah, right on time.”

  “Let me grab you a tampon real quick.”

  “Sure.”

  Naomi went to the cabinet under the sink. “Yeah, I was wondering about that, after your little escapade in the pool.”

  My gut lurched. “I haven’t the slightest idea what you’re talking about.”