Loading...Julia sat in her Medical Ethics class and watched Professor Richards teach. She had a hard time believing that he had raped her the week before. Did it really happen?
It just seemed so unbelievable. Everything seemed so normal at the moment. She tried to put it from her mind. There was nothing she could do and no one she could tell. He had her blackmailed completely. She would never tell anyone.
She felt an array of emotions when she thought about the night she was raped, but one emotion was more intense than all the rest by far. It was the reason she tried not to think about it. She experienced intense arousal whenever she thought about it. It disturbed her.
Two nights ago she was drinking heavily with her two close friends. When they left her residence Julia was trashed. She knew Professor Richard’s class was coming up and her mind started to flashback details of her blackmail and rape. The flashbacks included the emotion and sensation. Her arousal took her by surprise and her drunk hands of their own accord verified her wetness and excited state. With the alcohol affecting her, she let herself lose control. The next morning she hoped the neighbors hadn’t heard.
Just before class today she had five shots liquor to calm her nerves. It helped a bit. She wasn’t freaking out and she was just drunk enough that it was unlikely that anyone would notice. She even rinsed with a tiny bottle of Scope just before class.
She had to willfully push the memories of the last time she was drunk from her mind. She had a bit of an association. She had only meant to take three shots originally. The last double was just to steady her nerves as she left.
After a few more minutes of class she got progressively more drunk. She now regretted drinking so much. It was hitting her hard. She was ok she figured as long as she just sat and didn’t move or talk. No one would notice.
Julia realized she was barely listening to what Professor Richards was saying. She just watched him walk around the front of the class. His leather jacket was the same one he had worn when he took her. Her mind wandered before she realized it and she felt her body responding.
She shifted focus on to what he was actually saying and tried to ignore the growing feelings.
Professor Richards had a habit of walking the aisles as he taught. Today he eventually walked directly to Julia’s desk and stood in front of her lecturing. Julia couldn’t make eye contact so she looked down at her notes.
She felt awkward that he was standing beside her. She feared somehow that everyone would know he had taken her if he stood too close. It was irrational, but that was how she felt.
She drunkenly lost track of what she was supposed to be doing and looked up at him, staring him in the eyes.
Professor Richards looked down and noticed her eyes looked absent and sleepy. He could tell that she was drunk and it turned him on a bit. She reeked of scope. He also saw her pupils dilate as she looked at him. He moved his face slowly towards her as if to kiss her. Her pupils dilated bigger and her mouth opened subconsciously responding.
She was so drunk she didn’t consciously react. She was trying to act sober. At the last second he moved his face to her ear and lightly touched her shoulder. To anyone in the class in looked like he was just saying something private to her.
“I’d like you to stay behind after class.” He whispered in her ear. The was he said it sent a good shiver down her neck.
Julia processed what he said slowly. She tried to act like she didn’t hear, but adrenaline flooded into her.
Her heart was pounding. Julia was sure her face was flushing in response and the booze wasn’t helping. Why did she have that last double?
She quickly wrote some scribbles acting like she was taking notes. The paper had a bit of a far-away look to it. She realized the liquor must have had a higher percent alcohol than she thought. It was really hitting her.
He stood teaching beside her and watched her as he spoke to the class. Julia couldn’t make eye contact so she looked straight ahead towards him, almost right into his crotch. She looked at his dress pants and hoped he’d walk away. She didn’t clue in that she was looking at his crotch.
The stupid feelings were getting stronger now.
Her pulse thumped and she could feel her face flush heavily. Suddenly she became aware that she was breathing quicker and the heat building between her legs was really demanding her attention. Her mind kept drifting to the last two times she was drunk.
She faced forward and tried to fight the unwanted feelings. She acted like she was taking intense notes.
It wasn’t working. She was losing control of the arousal. Her nipples began to harden and she could feel herself swelling fully between her thighs. She’d been horny since the very start of class, but now she was losing the damn battle. Her breath was accelerating to a pant. Show fought her breath and lost.
Professor Richards saw her getting aroused. He saw her chest rapidly rising and falling and noticed her nipples presenting themselves through her thin shirt and sports bra. He moved and his leg leaned against Julia’s as he lectured.
The contact was electric for her. She fought the feelings of her body responding. The room was spinning. She shifted in her chair and crossed her legs, but her jeans now applied pressure to her mound stimulating her further. She could feel her own pulse there and she knew she completely wet.
She was aware her nipples had become fully erect. Julia looked at them jutting up on display. Her sports bra and shirt didn’t hide them at all. She couldn’t hide them without looking like she was. She was trapped and left on display.
She quickly uncrossed her legs and again the jeans moved stimulating her. The pressure was released a bit, but now her leg was back against his.
What does he want? She wrote in her notes subconsciously. She read her writing and knew what he wanted. The thought and the realization that her body was betraying her came at the same time.
Her body had made her ready. She gave up fighting and she was flushed with hormones. She looked up at Richards and saw that he was looking down at her in that instant. She quickly moved her eyes down and looked into his crotch trying to avoid his eyes. She knew he had been looking down at her breasts. Against rationality she pushed her breasts out thrusting them for display.
She stared and then she realized what she was looking at. She was horny, wet and breathing quickly. He’s seen my nipples and that I’m flushed she thought to herself with excitement and some minor embarrassment. She continued to stare at his crotch and saw movement. He was swelling too!
“That’s it class. We’ll pickup next week. Have your reports ready for next week. ”
Richards was stunned and very aroused by her inebriated state and obvious sexual arousal. She was even smiling drunkenly while staring at his cock. Now he was having trouble keeping himself calm. His cock was swelling against his will.
Julia didn’t know she had a subtle smile. She was just enjoying her horny drunken state as a thought danced in her mind. Well…if I’m going to get raped…if I have to…I might as well enjoy it.
An astute observer in the classroom would have noticed how blitzed Julia was and suspect that she was going to get into trouble. No one did notice though. They were just happy to get out early.
No one would have believed ‘Jewel’ was going to get raped again. Julia felt hurt that no one saw her predicament and helped her. She was drunk and horny, but at the same time desperately wanted out of the blackmail situation.
The class packed their books and Julia just stared and watched as he got harder and harder. It looked obscene now tenting his dress pants. She knew where that cock was going into soon. How did no one see his bulging cock? Why was she so turned on?
She was a bit scared now too. She would just let it happen as she knew she had to. He was in control. It turned her on.
When the last person had left Richards pulled her head to his crotch. Julia went willingly and felt her face against his erection. If the fabric wasn’t there he’d be in her mouth. She wanted to taste him. She continued to breath quickly and unashamed.
Professor Richards saw her mouth slightly open and wished his cock was fucking her face. If he was sure no one could come back he would have, right there. He felt Julia’s mouth half open against his dress pants. Her head was lightly bobbing and applying pressure of her own will. He almost did let her suck him.
In a moment of self control he turned and walked away noticing saliva on his crotch. Julia herself wasn’t really aware of bobbing with her mouth open.
She watched his ass walking away. It was sexy like they said. Where’s he going? She asked drunkenly confused and missing the cock in her face.
“Follow me.”
She left her things and stood up. The room spun and Julia knew she was way more trashed than she thought. She touched each desk as she went down the aisle trying to walk normally. She thought she was convincing. She thought she was walking a straight line until she missed a step and landed across one of the desks.
She tried to get off it too quickly and ended up on the floor. She bolted standing as quick as she could and was just continuing to walk as he turned around slowly to see what the hell the noise was.
He saw the drunken staggering walk and smiled as she walked carefully towards him. He turned and continued. She was wasted.
He waited for her at the door. He took her by the shoulders and pushed her against the wall staring obviously at her tits. He was pleased with this one. She was his beautiful, sexual piece of meat.
She tried not to show it, but she was very excited she turned him on. His cock pressed up against her as he eyed her with obvious lust.
Although she thought she was hiding it, she was anything but. Julia’s arousal was totally obvious to Professor Richards. He thought to himself: Usually it took 6 months to a year before they could start to have any enjoyment. This one enjoyed it from the first time even though she tried to hide it. She’s the perfect victim.
He composed himself and put a hand on the small of her back. He did it to help stabilize her as she was very unstable. They both walked out of thew class to his nearby office. Julia found the hand on her very arousing. She got even more aroused as they walked.
He locked the door to his office once she was in. Julia saw that the blinds were open. If he did anything near the window everyone would see in the courtyard down below. Everything else he did in the room would be visible from the offices across the street. Thankfully it was late and they were closed.
He again forcibly grabbed her shoulders and backed her against the closed door. He stared at her erect nipples and rapid breath. He kissed her and thrust his tongue into her mouth. Julia just stared forward frozen. She tasted like a refinery Richards thought. He moved his head back two inches and with fake anger asked, “Are you drunk in my class?”
“No” She said stupidly.
“Your face is flushed and your nipples are hard. Are you horny too, Julia?”
“No” she repeated embarrassed.
“No? Then say I’m not drunk and horny Professor Richards.”
“I’m not drunk and horny Professor Richards,” she said aware that she totally slurred everything. Oh fuck I’m dead drunk.
He thrust his hand down her pants and under her panties. His two fingers slipped inside her wet and ready sex. She moaned when they entered her and she was too drunk and horny to be embarrassed by it.
“Julia you’re soaking wet.” He started to pump her with his two fingers while holding her against the door by her shoulder.
“Do you want a cock in you?” he asked pumping very quickly.
Julia moaned deeply and willed herself to stand. Her knees wanted to give out as her mind was sucked into a world of pleasure.
“Do you want a cock in you?” He asked insistently.
She kept quiet just moaning and taking the pleasure and enjoying it.
“No” she drunkenly said after realizing he was asking her a question. If she kept to single syllables she could at least sound half sober.
“Say I don’t want your hard, thick cock Professor Richards.”
“I don’t want, oh” she moaned in pleasure as his fingers suddenly worked her faster and deeper. That wasn’t fair! Oh God! Yes! Oh yes
“Don’t want,” she moaned and gasped as his fingers hooked a bit to stimulate her g spot.
“want sexy hard…” she didn’t finish as she couldn’t remember the words. She was very distracted.
She wanted it now, but she wanted to act like she didn’t. This was rape even if she was enjoying it. His other hand ripped her shirt off above her head. Her bra followed it to the floor. His hand was now massaging her swollen sensitive breasts.
She was confused as the room spun around. Her pussy felt empty. “No” she said in disappointment. He had her on her back pushed over his mahogany desk. She was on her back facing him. “No” she said again as she knew she was going to be raped. She wanted it, but didn’t want him to know at the same time.
She felt the cool air on her sex as he took her pants down just enough for entry. She realized she should try to prevent his cock from entering so she tried to squirm. Her squirming only turned him on. He freed his cock with one hand and thrust it into her ready wetness.
Against her will she moaned loudly and watched as it slipped in easily. She loved the beautiful, full feeling of his girth in her.
When the inevitable pumping started she realized she was pinned. Her ankles were snagged together by her pants and he was pushing against her bunched jeans immobilizing her legs. One hand held both of her arms together above her head. His other hand was on one of her tits for support. Her nipple ground delightfully in his palm while her other breast swayed rhythmically with each thrust.
He knows what he’s doing in more than one way. That was her last coherent thought as she descended into her lust.
He fucked her wildly. He was beyond turned on by her uncontrollable moaning and squirming.
Her squirming turned into pumping in time with him. She tried to free a hand to touch her swollen clit, but he held her fast. Her clit ached for attention.
Seeing her tit make rhythmic circles he bent over and took her nipple and breast into his mouth. He sucked it hard and tweaked her nipple with his tongue. He sucked harder and repeatedly on her tits giving her multiple hickies. In her distracted state Julia didn’t feel anything unpleasant. She even thrust her breasts out and tried to angle her nipples into his mouth.
She wanted to say, “Yes, yes, fuck me take me. Use me. Harder more, yes, Yes….” She had to bite her lip and will her words away. It was all she could do to keep it to moaning and grunting. She arched and moved herself against him until he was fully in with each thrust. His pubic bone was now buffing her clit with each thrust. It was what she needed.
She stepped outside of herself for a moment and saw two animals fucking wildly. Their sexy grunting and moans a crescendo of building energy.
She heard a sexy drunk girl’s voice repeatedly screaming “Yes, Yes, yes!” It took a few seconds to realize it was her own voice. The feeling of impending orgasm slipped her back inside herself. He animalistically kept fucking her, harder and harder. She felt the orgasm lock on to her and build without control. She had no choice but to let it overtake her. It was exactly what she desperately needed.
She screamed a final yes as she came hard. She saw stars as her mind reeled in ecstasy. He kept pumping her without stop. She loved the sensation as she convulsed in orgasm.
His cock felt her orgasm contractions and it spurred his pleasure.
She tried to escape as she was now too sensitive. She needed him to stop buffing her clit but she couldn’t escape. The orgasm kept coming in waves. Her eyes started to cross and roll back. She both wanted it to stop and last forever. It was too intense.
He lost control seeing her in forced ecstasy. He rammed his cock in deeply and exploded with her. Her vaginal contractions sucked his cum deep into her and he kept cumming buried completely. The tiny part of him that could now think was stunned at how strong her contractions were. It felt like it was sucking his cum out of him.
He collapsed on her panting as hard as she was. Julia started to cry from the sexual release and the intensity. She wasn’t upset just spent.
Richards lay on her and let her contractions finish. Julia stopped crying a few seconds after her contractions stopped.
He stayed in her, lying on her as their breathing and gasping slowed down. In her trashed state Julia felt comforted by his weight. It wasn’t his full weight. She even like the still hard cock in her. She fell silent as she finally relaxed from the frenzy and started to slip into a completely blissful drunk sleep.
Richards lay on her spent and exhausted. He listened as her breathing slowed. He watched here eyes cross and roll as she started to pass out. Just like they did as she first started cumming.
Spent, he pulled out of her and marveled at her beautiful body. He left her with her legs spread, naked and dripping their combined wetness. She looked so delightfully innocent, used, young and vulnerable.
He smiled at the bright red hickies all over her breasts.
He took her keys and left to make a copy. When he came back an hour later she still hadn’t moved. He couldn’t take her home or to her residence. If he got caught with her it couldn’t be explained. He also didn’t want her drowning in her own vomit in the night, if it came to that. He’d have to stay in his office with her.
It was going to be a long night. He stared at her beautiful body and smiled as he grew erect again. He closed the blinds and took off his clothes slowly. He watched her slow breathing. Her legs were spread wide still held together at the ankles by her jeans. He walked over and pushed himself into her dry. It felt like rape normally did. Within a few pumps she was wet again and her breathing quickened. He used her to completion.
He took her again and again and again throughout the night. In the morning she started to moan but she never moved or awoke. He moved her to the floor at one point. He left at six am.
She awoke at nine am still drunk, with disjointed memories of the many rapes. She felt burning raw. On his desk was a flask of scotch and money for a taxi. She downed the flask to hold off the hangover and called for a cab.
She dressed quickly and expected to feel the same horrible array of emotions after her first rape by him. She did feel dirty and used, but that was it. She sighed realizing she was also very horny again. More memories came back and she realized she was panting again. Fuck it. Her hand went down into her panties and found her raw clit. She made herself cum quickly before heading to the cab.