Loading...I am an engineer, an entrepreneur and a businessman with considerable experience. By the tail end of the dot.com frenzy, I learned enough about business during that heady time to know that as soon as a small company is profitable, those profits turn into growth and growth turns into interest from large companies wanting to break into certain markets. That interest means they want to buy. The margins for small businesses aren’t large in most cases, so people make real money by selling the company before it gets too large.
In the past 5 years, I’ve started up 3 companies and sold them all for a sizeable profit.
Right now I am in the middle of selling and starting. I generally need a breather after the high paced negotiations of selling something you started from scratch. It’s almost like selling one of your kids. The difference is that it’s high stakes negotiating and the kids are generally taken care of.
I’m 50 and I keep myself in good shape. I’m too young to retire. Beside working out and playing golf, I wouldn’t know what to do with myself anyway, so I spend my time mentoring and lecturing. For a small percentage of the profits, I mentor small businesses in standing up processes and procedures and opening up doors for them by using my rolodex. I’m also invited to many colleges and universities to provide real expertise and experience to their students in the business curricula.
Recently, I was invited to Texas to lecture at one of the largest universities in the country. The university is especially fortunate to have discovered oil there a long time ago and has spent the past several years recruiting talented professors from the Ivy League schools in the northeast. The dean of the business school invited me up to talk on the practical versus the theoretical side of starting and selling businesses. He wanted to give the students in his department a slice of life aspect when it comes to business. I was there for a week to give a series of talks.
On the last day of my stay, I noticed an extremely attractive coed in the front row of the large lecture hall who was especially interested in what I had to say. Sometimes when speaking in front of a large group you have to connect with audience members and I try to connect with different people in various sections in order to keep the whole group engaged. During my interactive talk, this girl asked pointed, intelligent and direct questions.
Girl? Did I say girl? I should say this young woman, who was about 20 or 21. She was gorgeous – long, sandy brown hair, streaked from the sun, a beautiful face and a body that was extremely healthy. She had generous curves in all the right places. As is the fashion right now, her top button was unbuttoned and I could see a large amount of cleavage and a very frilly bra. I was tempted to talk just with her.
And something about her was familiar. I could have sworn I’d seen her before. I couldn’t quite remember where and since I needed to concentrate on my talk and other audience members, I forced myself to put her out of my mind. But I couldn’t. I kept coming back to her.
After the talk I stayed back to answer questions and she was there. She waited patiently for me to finish with everyone then came up to me and started asking me pertinent questions. It was obvious that she had been to every one of my talks.
“May I ask [i]you[/i] a question?” I asked her after about a dozen of her inquiries.
She smiled and nodded a yes.
“Have I seen you before? Have we ever met? I know it sounds clichéd, but it seems like we’ve met before.”
“I’m not sure,” she answered. “You seem real familiar to me, too.”
“May I ask you another question?”
“Sure.”
“What are you doing tonight?”
She giggled at me, rolled her eyes and replied, “That’s why I love older men. They take over and get right to the point.”
I blushed and said, “I don’t like to miss an opportunity.”
“Oh, so I am an ‘opportunity’?” She smiled again. That smile.
I blushed again and said, “You know what I mean.”
“Yes. I do know exactly what you mean and I hope you know exactly what I mean, too.”
“I do and what’s this about old men?” I asked.
It was her turn to blush. “I didn’t say you were old, I said you were older.”
“Uh-huh…so where would you like to meet?” I asked.
We made arrangements to meet at a cool martini bar on 6th Avenue. I’d been there before, so I knew how to get there. She made sure I wouldn’t get lost and we agreed on the time. We hugged goodbye, her scent was amazingly clean and fresh and as she hugged me tight, she whispered, “Remember what I said.”
I drove back to my hotel; my mind was racing as I drove. What the hell did she say and what was it that she said that I was supposed to remember. I ran through the conversation over and over again. What did she want me to remember? Goddammit, Brad, think. I missed my turn and went to turn around; I was so focused on her and what she said. Then it hit me…something about taking over and getting to the point. Oh my god. This beautiful, sexy, intelligent young woman has something more than martinis and dinner in store for me.
And I didn’t even get her name.
I got to my hotel room and showered and shaved. I was tempted to “prime the pump” so to speak before our date by masturbating in the shower. My cock felt big when I was washing it and I knew she was doing something to me. But I didn’t finish the job. I put on a nice cologne, clean underwear [a must], some nice slacks, one of my Las Vegas shirts and no socks with my shoes. I hoped I looked hip, but not too much like an old man trying to look hip.
I arrived about 5 minutes early to the bar. I didn’t want her to get there first. I wanted to see her as she walked in and watch the heads turn. I ordered water and told the bartender that I’d order more drinks as soon as my date arrived. I’m glad I got there early.
She got there 5 minutes late, as I expected. She was stunning. She was dressed in a slinky little red dress that let her flaunt her breasts. But that wasn’t what was stunning to me. It was her eyes and the way they smiled when she looked at you. She made you feel like you were the only man in the room, even when the room was full of gawking men.
She came up to me, hugged me and gave me a little peck on the cheek. She smiled at the bartender and said, “Good evening, Jason.”
The bartender smiled back, “Good evening, Viv.”
The bartender called her Viv. Then it hit me — holy shit. Her name is Viv, as in Vivian, as in Vivianalyn. That’s where I knew her from – the board. I [i]had[/i] seen her before. I “knew” her, but had never met her. This was going to be interesting. I wondered if or when she had figured out that I was Brad.
Jason, the bartender, placed two perfect martinis in front of us. He knew what she drank and just assumed I’d be drinking the same. We toasted each other and took a sip of our drinks. No frilly martinis for her, this was the real deal.
I took her hand in mine and said, “Vivian is such a lovely name, but it’s one you don’t hear much.” I was fishing for her name and hoping it was her.
“I was wondering when you were going to get around to asking me my name,” she laughed as she spoke, “People call me Viv, but it’s not Vivian, it’s Vivianalyn.”
She looked at me and saw the recognition in my eyes.
“I’m Brad.”
“I kinda figured you were,” she said to me.
“We [i] have [/i]met before,” I told her.
“I know,” she simply said.
We sat like that drinking our martinis and holding hands. We talked about business and smiled at each other a lot. There was an underlying sexual tension that we could feel. You know how it is when you meet someone for the first time and everything just clicks. Everyone in the bar was looking at us. I didn’t care what they were thinking. All I knew that I was with this lovely creature and she was treating me like I was the only person on the planet.
When we were finished with our drinks, I said to her, “Let’s go.”
I paid for the drinks and we left. We walked hand in hand to my car. We didn’t say a word, we didn’t have to. When we got there, I pulled her close to me and I kissed her. She responded by putting her tongue in my mouth. As we kissed, I put my hand on her ass and pulled her even closer. My cock surged. I knew she could feel it.
She moaned. And then she stopped kissing me.
She whispered breathlessly in my ear, “You remembered what I said. How far do you want to take this?”
I kissed her again. I put my hands on her hips and thrust against her. We were fully clothed, and my cock was rubbing against her pussy, her tits against my chest; she was pressed against the car.
I told her, “as far as you want to go, lover, as far as you want to go.”
I pulled away from her and opened her door. I watched her as she got in the car. Her dress hiked up a bit from getting in and I saw that her legs were gorgeous. She looked up at me and caught me. She smiled that sexy smile. I made sure she was in, and then walked to my side. I couldn’t believe it. I was driving a luscious young woman back to my hotel room.
We drove the few miles to my hotel. I knew she wanted me to take control. So I started asking her questions.
“Have you ever been able to fully let someone control you?” I asked. “Have you ever trusted someone enough to do that and not hurt you?”
“No, but I’ve wanted to,” she said as she squirmed in her seat.
“Do you feel you can trust me? Is that why you approached me?”
“Yes, I don’t know why. I had this feeling about you. I went to your first lecture, then the second. By the time the last one rolled around I got enough courage to sit in the front row and ask you questions,” she admitted.
“What made you stay after the last one?” I asked.
“That same feeling,” she answered.
I got bold. She wanted me to be in control. I asked, “Have you ever been tied up and just left there?”
“That sounds absolutely delicious. I want to….”
After that we drove silently, I was glad that it wasn’t that long a drive to the hotel. Both of our minds were racing. I know I was thinking a lot of what I was going to do. My cock was now straining against my underwear and my pants. Viv was looking out the window — one hand twirling her hair, and she had one finger in her mouth. She was lost in thought.
I parked the car, walked behind it and opened the door. I took her by the hand and then led her to the hotel. We walked to my room, I had the key out and I opened the door quickly.
We pushed the door closed and I grabbed her and kissed her hard. I put my hands around her shoulders and pulled her as close to me as I could. She kissed me back and her hands roamed down to my ass and pulled me so that my cock was rubbing her pussy.
After a minute of kissing, we were both out of breath. I pulled her hair back and told her, “I am going to tie you up and I am going to do things to you you never thought possible. I am going to make you cum so hard your head is going to spin.”
She moaned and then she kissed me – deeper and harder than she had before. She had her hands on my head and was thrusting her tongue in and out of my mouth. She was very talented.
She then whispered in my ear, “I would love that.”
I pulled her dress over her head. She had on matching violet panties and bra – very frilly, very expensive and very sexy. I stood back and looked at her. I drank her in. She thrust her breasts out with her hands. “You like?”
It was purely rhetorical, but I responded by pulling one out of her bra and sucking on the nipple. I sucked hard and her breath escaped with a sigh. Then I nibbled a little. I pulled her nipple out as far as I could with my teeth. She groaned. I took the other breast out and did the same, while I was pulling and twisting the other nipple. Her nipples were red and swollen when I stopped.
I kissed her again and slid my hand inside her panties and into her pussy. She was soaking wet.
“My god, woman, you are so wet. How long have you been like this?” I asked.
“Since your lecture. I’ve been wanting you for days.”
“Mmmm. That pussy of yours is sweet and I am going to eat it. Would you like that?” I asked.
“Mmmmmm.”
I smacked her ass with my other hand. “Do you like that?”
“Mmmmmm.”
I spanked her again on the same spot. I could see it turning red. I pulled my hand from her pussy and undid her bra. She let it slide to the floor. Then I pulled her panties off and threw them with the bra.
“Get on the bed,” I told her.
“No,” she said impetuously.
“What did you say?” I said to her as I took off my belt.
“No.”
“I said, get on the bed, now get on the bed. Now.”
She pouted at me and said, “Make me.”
I pulled 4 of my silk ties from the closet and wrestled her to the bed. She was fighting me hard to keep me from tying her down and we both began to sweat. I finally got her pinned on the bed; with my knees on her arms I tied each of her hands to the bedpost. She was trying to pull me down with her legs, but the more she tried, the less she was successful. And she was either beginning to tire or she was letting me win.
I then sat on her thighs, held her legs down by her shins and finished tying her up. She was totally naked and lying on the bed spread eagle. Her hair was a mess, her breasts were heaving up and down with each breath she took and I could see her hair was wet with sweat. I looked down at her pussy and it was glistening.
I was soaking wet with sweat from fighting with her. And I was horny as hell. I stripped off all my clothes. My cock was as hard as a rock and I stroked it right in front of her. I wanted this sexy little naked vixen and I wanted to fuck her right then and there.
But I didn’t fuck her right then and there. I licked her pussy – once. Then I kissed her. Then I told her I’d be right back.
“Please, Brad. Don’t do this. Please fuck me.”
I ignored her. She strained at the ties restraining her arms and legs. I walked over to the bed and made sure she was tied down nice and tight. She was watching me like a caged animal. I stroked my hard cock in front of her and she lunged at me, but couldn’t reach.
“Brad. I need a cock. I need yours right now. Please. Look at my pussy. It’s soaking wet. Don’t do this to me.”
I walked over to my computer. I checked my email and looked at some sports based web pages. I kept stroking my cock. It was as big as it ever had been.
“Oh my god. Brad. I need you.” It was a whimper.
I came back to the bed. I put my cock inches from her face. So close, yet so far. She was almost in tears.
“Do you want this cock? Will you do anything I ask whether you are tied up or not? I asked.
“Yes.”
I walked away again.
She moaned. Her eyes were closed and her head was back. She was seemingly defeated.
She was mine.
Then I returned. Without a word, I climbed on the bed and slammed my cock into her cunt. She came on contact. This is what she wanted. This is what she begged me for. I fucked her hard. I thrust into her hot wet pussy – over and over again. I grabbed her ass and pulled her close to me. There was going to be no romance at all. This was going to be a fuck. I rammed into her stroke after stroke. I wanted to cum, but I didn’t. She was thrashing on the bed like a wild animal. Her hair was sweaty, her eyes were glazed. She was writhing her cunt against my cock. She was moving it so that her clit was rubbing against my pubic bone. She was dripping wet all over me. I’ve never felt a wetter pussy in my life.
She was screaming at me, “Oh my god, Brad. Fuck me. I’m so turned on right now. Oh my god. I’ve been coming since you put your cock in me. Fuck me harder.”
I don’t know how I did it, but I thrust my cock into her harder. My cock was buried in her pussy. I kept it all the way in. I grabbed her by the hair.
“You want it harder. How’s this?” I asked as I pulled it all the way out and rammed it hard into her.
I fucked her hard for about ten more strokes. It was fast, hard and furious. She was screaming at me to fuck her harder. I pulled my cock out of her cunt. I looked at it and it was twitching from the hard pounding it just took. I stood at the side of the bed, my cock inches from her mouth. I was stroking it. It was wet and hard, swollen and throbbing.
I made her beg for my hard cock.
“Baby, please fuck me. Please. I’ve been a bad girl and I need to get fucked hard. Please spank me.”
I walked back to the end of the bed, stroking my cock. I slowly got up on the bed and slammed my cock into her. It was deep. I held it there. I was looking into her eyes — I held my gaze there. She was a mess and she was so beautiful. I pulled out and thrust in her hard again. And I held it there. I put my mouth on her tit and bit it. And then I sucked it hard. She was wiggling her pussy against my throbbing cock. My cock was deep in her and I just kept holding it there. I bit her right breast. A hickey was starting to show on the other from where I bit it and sucked on it. My cock was hard as steel and was touching her cervix. She kept moving her hips trying to get me to fuck her.
“Tell me what you want,” I hissed into her ear.
“I want you to fuck me hard…I want you to cum in my cunt.”
“I can’t hear you…what did you say?” I pulled my cock out and held it near her cunt opening.
“Fuck me, please. Fuck me hard.”
I pulled her hair back, my lips close to her mouth. I whispered, “What do you really want? Do you want my cock?”
“Please put it in me. Please. I need your cock,” she whimpered her reply.
“OK, but I am going to untie you and flip you over for a hard fuck from behind. If you’re bad, I am going to spank you.”
“Fuck me hard baby…smack my ass…make me ride you till you’re dry.”
I pulled my cock out of her hot cunt. It was swollen, hard, straight and glistening from her wet little pussy. She stared at it like a wild, hungry animal. I slowly walked to the side of the bed. Her eyes never left my cock.
I untied her left wrist. There were red marks her where the tie cut into her skin. I rubbed her wrist and kissed her there. Then I walked the length of the bed and undid her left leg. I took care of her leg the same way I did her wrist. I stroked my cock in front of her as she undid her right hand and leg.
“Suck my cock right now,” I demanded.
“No,” she said and pulled her head back like a spoiled child.
“I’m getting my belt, unless you suck my cock right now,” I repeated my demand.
“Go ahead.”
“OK, you spoiled little brat. I am going to spank your ass with my belt, and then you’re going to suck me off.”
She turned over and put her arms over her head. She whimpered, “Don’t hurt me, I’ve been a bad girl, I need to be punished.”
I grabbed my leather braided belt by the buckle from the floor and folded it in half. “This is going to hurt me more than it’s going to hurt you,” I chided her.
Then I lifted my arm up and swung the belt onto her ass. Viv jumped at the slap on her tight sweet buns. The sound of the belt whipping through the air and slapping her well rounded ass was unmistakable. I am sure my hotel neighbors heard what I was doing.
I stroked my cock with my left hand. Her right cheek had a visible welt rising on it.
“Are you going to suck my cock now?” I asked barely above a whisper.
I couldn’t believe how sinister my voiced sounded.
“No,” came her simple reply.
I paused and whipped her again on the same spot.
She yelped and stayed there.
“Now. Are you going to suck my big, hard cock now?” I hissed at her.
“No.”
She lifted her ass a little in the air. I could see her pussy lips. She was dripping wet and it was dripping down her thigh.
I stroked the length of my cock, pausing for effect. I stepped back and lifted the belt and smacked her left cheek. Another welt rose on her tight buttocks.
She moaned, lifted her ass higher and turned her head to me. There was a tear streaming down her cheek.
Once more, I stoked my shaft. It was turgid, the veins sticking out noticeably and a drop of pre-cum was oozing out of the head.
“You ARE going to suck my cock and lick the cum off of it,” I sneered at her.
“No,” she said quietly and stubbornly.
I hit her again – this time quickly. Both of her cheeks were aflame.
“Now?” I asked.
“Yes. Now. I will suck your cock now.”
She got on her side. I walked up to her. My right hand had dropped the belt and I grabbed my cock with it. With my left hand I grabbed her head and shoved it down onto my cock. I put it all the way in her mouth and held it there. Her nose was now touching my pubic hair. I held her there for a minute, then pulled it all the way out. A stream of her saliva mixed with my pre-cum extended from her mouth to my cock.
I put my cock back into her waiting mouth. I thrust deep into her. She had no gag reflex, so I pulled back a little more, then thrust again and again and again. Her beautiful face was a mess. Her eyes were welled with tears and her mouth was full of my cock and her saliva.
She spread her legs out, reached down between her legs and began masturbating. I could see and hear her little fingers going deeper and deeper into her cunt. Her hands were frenzied. I realized they were matching the thrusting of my cock.
“Stop masturbating and grab my cock. I’m going to cum,” I screamed at her. She did as I demanded.
I shot one load down her throat, then she pulled my cock out of her mouth, pointed it at her and spurt after spurt landed on her hair, her face, and then her tits.
I came, but I wasn’t done for the night.
“Finish this, Brad,” she demanded. “I’ve been dying for you to make me cum.”
I said to her, “Viv, I’m going to eat your pussy next, then fuck you all over the room.”
She replied, “That sounds fine as long as you take care of it rather quickly. You have fucked around…now I want mine, baby.”
I pulled her legs down so that her pussy was at the edge of the bed. I knelt down in front of this goddess and lapped at the inside of her thighs. They were wet with her stickiness and I wanted to clean her up.
“Not there, you silly fuck. Lick my cunt — right now. Put your tongue in my pussy and suck,” she said as she grabbed my head and roughly shoved it between her legs.
I did as she demanded. I was hers now.
“I am going to ride your face and make myself cum.”
Her pussy was dripping all over my chin as she ground herself down on my tongue. Her cunt smelled sweet; her fragrant muskiness filled my nose.
“Lick it, Brad, lick my cunt. Lick all the juices out of my pussy. I love that.”
She lifted her ass straight in the air, I could see the welts on her ass.
“Rim me, you dirty man, lick my ass, then my pussy,” she was demanding now. She had no use for my cock right now. All she wanted was oral sex.
“You made me suck your cock, now it’s my turn. Do it, Brad. Go around the world on me.”
I licked her little bunghole, and then licked up her labia to her clit. I pulled on the love button with my teeth, then sucked on it. She rose a bit off the bed. Her back was arched and she pulled on her nipples.
“Oh yea,” she growled. Her voice was husky.
I put amy middle finger in her pussy to lube it up, then I slowly inserted it into her ass. She pressed down on it. It was all the way in her. Her little clit was between my lips and I kept licking it with my tongue.
“Yea, baby, that’s it, stick a finger in my pussy. Fill up both my holes. Unghh,” she moaned as I slipped my index finger in her cunt.
She wasn’t gushing, but she was soaking my face and I loved it.
I kept up the finger fucking of her holes and licking her clit. Her head was back, she was shaking it back and forth. She was pinching her tits so hard; she was turning and tweaking them. She pulled on the nipples so hard I thought she was going to pull them off. I could see the hickeys that I had put on her tits. They were spectacular.
“Keep it up. Finger fuck me. My nipples are so hard. I wish I had another mouth on them right now, biting them,” she told me.
I was lapping at her pussy. I took turns licking her clit, then sucking it – over and over. I got into a rhythm.
She was bucking against my fingers and my mouth.
“Suck my clit, oh my god, keep sucking it, suck it harder, I want to cum. I need you to make me cum. oh my god. Suck it, baby,” she was screaming.
I sucked it with all my might. She liked it hard and rough.
She exploded. She didn’t say a word. She was having a full blown head rushing orgasm. She was pulling her hips away from me as she came. But I wouldn’t let her pull away. I gently licked her clit. I kept holding her against my tongue.
“Stop, please, stop, you have got to stop. I am so sensitive there. I need you to stop. Please, baby.”
I stopped. We still hadn’t really fucked. And I was about to make up for that.
I stood up quickly and pulled her so that she was across the bed. I pulled on my cock a couple of times to make sure it was as hard as it could be. She was watching me. She knew she was going to get fucked.
I got on the bed and without saying a word, I rammed by cock into her hot, dripping wet pussy like I had done when I first entered her. It was hard and rough, but that’s what she wanted. I put my hands astride her head and I was in the pushup position, my cock was pistoning in and out of her pussy as fast as I could go. She reached around to my ass and grabbed it. She dug her fingernails into the hard flesh and raked them up my back.
“Fuck me,” she whispered.
She pulled me towards her. My chest was pressed hard up against her taut nipples. I could feel them. They were like hard little pebbles against my hairy chest.
I kept up the pace. She was now bucking frantically and meeting every hard thrust.
“Fuck me, harder, Brad. I want your hard cock deep in my pussy. I am so wet for you,” she said.
I bit her on the neck and kept fucking her. I sucked and made a little hickey right below her ear. She scratched my back again; sideways this time, then she bit my right shoulder.
I pulled her by the ass off the bed – my cock stayed hard and deep in her wet gash. The drapes were wide open and I put her ass on the window sill and fucked her standing up. She was on the edge and had to hold on to me to keep from falling. She wrapped her legs around my back and rode me. She no longer needed the sill for support. She turned to look out of the window. I knew she was wondering….
“What do you see, you hot little slut? Can you see anyone watching us fuck?” I asked.
Her eyes looked at me; she nodded, and then turned back again. The lights of the city were in plain view and I thought I saw movement in the hotel parking lot. I was hoping people were watching.
I set her feet down on the floor and pulled my cock out of her. I turned her around so that she was facing the window. Her tits were splayed against the cool glass.
“I am going to fuck you right here in front of the window so that everyone can see,” I said, even though I was doing exactly that.
She bounced her tight little ass against me as my cock went deep into her from behind. I fucked her hard like that in front of the window. Her tits had to have been visible from below us. I reached up and grabbed them — her sexy firm tits. I squeezed them hard. Her nipples were cool from the window. I pinched them. I pulled on the nipples to make them harden. Then I pinched them again. I kept fucking her hard. The window and my cock providing her only support. If people were walking below us it would have been hard for them not to notice this beautiful young thing getting fucked right in front of the window.
It was cool against the window. We were just beginning to heat up.
I slowed down the pace. I slowly slid in and out of her and she pressed her tits up against the window. The cool window and condensation from the air conditioning were making her nipples extremely sensitive. I was holding her hips and thrusting in an easy rhythm. This was nice after the fuck session we had been having. I could hear a Sade song playing somewhere and it was extremely sensual.
I nibbled on her ear, and then licked the outside of her ear. I pulled her face closer and kissed her on the lips, and then I inserted my tongue in her mouth. She was moaning, little whimpering moans. My cock was deep in her and I held it there. I glanced out the window and there were people down there, standing there, surreptitiously watching the show. I’m sure they knew what we were doing and I am sure that we were unrecognizable.
I stopped kissing her. I nibbled her ear once again, then I whispered to her, “I am going to stop fucking you right now.”
“No, baby, I love your cock. Please keep fucking me.”
I kept up the slow, easy pace for a few more minutes. What I really wanted to do was explode in her pussy, leave my big load there, but I knew that if I came again, I’d be done for the night. I reluctantly and slowly pulled my cock out of her hot, little pussy, knelt behind her and pulled her succulent ass cheeks apart, opening up her little brown star to me.
I licked her there. I swirled my tongue around her sensitive anal opening. I was rimming her, licking it over and over again.
She pressed her breasts against the window, pushed her ass into my face, reached down and started playing with her pussy.
“Oh, Brad,” she moaned. “I love that. Please keep licking my ass. Oh my god. I am playing with my pussy and it is so wet. Stick your tongue in my ass.”
I made it hard and pushed it in her ass as she requested. She replaced my hands with hers on her ass and gave me more access. I tongue fucked her some more, but she had other ideas.
“Put your thumb in my ass and your fingers in my pussy. Finger fuck both my holes. Do it now, Brad. I want it so bad,” she urged me on.
Her wanton talk made my cock surge. I stood up. I put my thumb in her cunt to lube it up, and then slid it in her ass. I then pushed my forefinger and middle finger deep inside of her pussy. With my other hand I reached around and began playing with her clit.
She leaned against me, let go of her ass, grabbed her breasts and began pinching and pulling on her nipples. I finger fucked her slowly at first, then quickened the pace. She reached down, put her hand on top of mine and using both of our hands together, showed me how she liked to make herself cum.
She was moaning and whimpering. I quickened the pace. She went even faster on her clit with my hand. My cock was receiving no attention, but I could feel that it was throbbing and bouncing up and down against her leg.
“Oh, Brad. Oh my god.”
“Do you like that, baby?” I asked.
“Oh yes, can you feel me? Can you feel how wet I am?”
“Oh yea — I love it. I love your hot little cunt. And your ass is so tight. I love it. Play with your clit with my hand. Make it cum for me, baby,” I whispered in her ear.
“Oh my god, Brad, I am going to cum. I love cumming with you. You make me so wet,” she purred.
“Baby, I love your hot wet cunt. Cum for me, lover. Make your little clit cum for me,” I told her.
“I am cumming…I am cumming…finger fuck me baby…finger my ass…finish me…my clit feels so good….oh my god….”
Her knees buckled and I held her up with my hands in and around her genitals. She was like a limp rag doll. She rested against me, I picked her up and then I laid her face down on the bed.
“I came so hard. That was amazing,” she said, her voice barely audible.
She looked at my cock and said, “poor baby. What are you going to do with that?”
“I am going to fuck you in the ass.”
I went into the bathroom and got some KY warming lubricant from my kit. I walked out of the bathroom and was stroking the lubricant into my cock. She was on the bed face down.
She looked up at me and said, “”Oh. I so want you to fuck me in the ass. I’ve never officially done it there before.”
“Officially?” I asked.
“Well, I never had a man’s cock in there,” she admitted. “I’ve done myself there with my fingers and a dildo. I even had a woman lover do me with a strap-on once. There was this girl that I met when I was a freshman here. She was a little bit too butch for me, but she seduced me one night. She was the one with the strap-on” she was telling me her story.
Her talk made me so hard; I thought I was going to come right then and there.
“Holy shit, that’s hot,” I told her.
“I know. It was perhaps the wildest night I’ve ever had…until…”
“Until now?” I interrupted.
“Yes.”
I climbed up on the bed next to her. I put a small amount of lube on my fingers and rubbed them into her anal opening.
“Oooh. That feels nice. Cool and then warm,” she cooed.
“Baby, this is going to be different than a dildo or your fingers. If you’ve noticed, the head of my cock is pretty big,” I began instructing her. “And I’m a little thicker than your average dildo.”
“Mmmmmm….I know,” she said.
“So I am going to start slow. Make sure you’re comfortable. Only after you tell me you are nice and ready I am going to fuck you – the way we have been – fuck you really hard. But only when you say ‘when’,” I further explained.
“OK, baby. I will let you know.”
“Now relax and let me do this with you. Let me take your anal virginity.”
I put a little more lube on the head of my cock. She grabbed her ass and spread her cheeks apart for me. I climbed up on top of her and put a finger in her ass. I began to work it in and out. She was purring. I inserted another and worked it around; I was trying to stretch her out a little bit before I put my cock in her virgin ass.
“Mmmmm, lover that feels nice. Keep doing that,” she said as she reached down and played with her pussy.
“I’m putting another finger in. Are you ready?” I asked her.
“Oh yes. I am more than ready,” she responded in a throaty voice.
I put the third finger in and began slowly fingering her ass. My cock was standing straight up. I needed to fuck and I needed to cum. I was going to dump a load of my cum in her ass.
“Are you ready for my cock, baby?” I asked as I pulled my fingers out.
“Yes….I am ready.”
I told her, “remember to tell me when.”
“Oh I will.”
I made sure I was perfectly aligned and put my cock at her opening. Her little hole and my cock were glistening from the lube. I put the head in slowly. She clenched a little. She stopped playing with herself.
“It’s so big. Oh my god. It’s so big there,” she said. “Wait.”
“OK, baby. Relax. Play with your pussy some more. Relax.”
I kept the head of my cock inserted in her. It wasn’t in but 3/4 of an inch or so. I was as thick as I had ever been in my life. The thought of taking her in the ass was making it even harder. I wanted to plunge it all the way in, but I had to be patient.
She relaxed. She played with her pussy.
“Now that you’re in, let me do it. Let me take over, OK?” she asked.
Who could argue with that? I didn’t say a word as she worked her ass a little bit more down my cock. The head was almost all the way in. She pulled up a little, played some more with herself, then came back down a little bit more. She did this maneuver three times more. It was sweet torture for me. I thought I was going to explode.
She pulled up just a little more again. Played with herself to relax and then went down some more. This time, the head popped all the way past her sphincter.
She groaned, “oh my. That’s better. Oh my, that’s nice. Let me get used to that feeling.”
I stayed right where I was, waiting on her.
She played with herself some more and pushed herself some more down the shaft. She was determined to have my cock all the way in her.
“I know this is a weird time to ask you, but how big EXACTLY are you?” She asked.
“Well, usually, I’m about 7 1/2 inches….”
“Usually?” she asked.
“I think I’m a bit bigger today,” I admitted.
“Mmmmm. 8 inches for me? And my little ass?” she asked. It was purely rhetorical.
“Oh yea, for you and your little ass.”
She was definitely getting more comfortable. She slid down more and more.
“How much is in me, Brad? You have to tell me.”
“About half way there. I’d say 4 inches.” I told her.
“And now?”
“5”
“Now?”
“6”
“Now?”
“7”
“Oh my god, Brad, I have 7 inches of your cock in my ass,” she said.
Then she pulled up a little more, slowly, until my cock was almost totally out of her ass. The only thing left in was the head. I thought she was going to pull me out of her. What she did next surprised me.
She plunged down hard on my cock and simply said, “when.”
She kept herself there. I was kneeling behind her. The backs of her thighs resting against the front of mine. She leaned back into me and kissed me. I smacked her on the ass.
“You little teasing bitch,” I said, laughing.
“Did you like that?”
“Fuck yea” I responded. “When did you decide to do that?”
“As soon as your head was in me. I knew I could take you all the way.”
“Do you like this? Want to take it slow?” I asked.
“MMMMM….sure….at first. Then I want you to fuck my ass really hard. The way we were fucking before.”
She kissed me again, and then got on all fours. Her sexy tits were swaying back and forth. I held myself inside her and pulled her by her hips close to me. She was rotating her ass on my cock so that it was going around it. She squeezed my hard cock tight with her muscles.
“MMMM….that is really nice, baby. I love the way you move. So sexy,” I told her.
I felt like I was in a dream. I had my cock buried deep inside this young co-ed and she was taking control of me through my cock.
“Fuck me, baby,” she said.
I began by slowly pulling out a little and then sliding it back in. I did this 3 or 4 times. I got the feel of how far I could pull out without popping out. I began going faster. Then I slapped her on her ass again. My heart was pounding. I slapped her again.
“Fuck my ass, baby,” she said.
She bounced into my cock with every thrust inward. We were matching each others’ movements and we were totally in synch. I’d pull out and she’d pull away. I’d thrust and she’d ram herself backward against me.
“Fuck my ass harder, baby. Ram your big cock into my ass,” she said.
Soon we were fucking like we were before — fast and furious. We were a sweaty mess. Her hair was flying. My cock was going in and out of her little ass like a piston.
“Fuck my ass, baby. Fuck it hard. I want your cum in my ass. Fuck me. Fuck me harder. Smack my ass.”
I kept fucking her. I spanked her ass — first on the left, then on the right. I hit her again as I fucked her. Then I grabbed her hair and pulled her head to me as I fucked her in the ass.
“Do you want me to cum in you? Do you want me to cum in your ass?” I whispered in her ear as I grabbed her tits with my other hand.
“Yes. Right now. Cum in my ass. I want it bad and I know you want it.”
I pushed myself all the way in her and pulled her close to me. I had my hands on her breasts and I kissed her. I came in her hot tight little ass. I came spurt after spurt.
“Can you feel that?” I asked as I held her close.
“Oh my god, baby. That feels nice. I am so glad you came for me.”
We collapsed on the bed. I was on top of her from behind. My cock was still in her. We fell asleep with me still inside her.
*
Epilogue.
I awoke the next day at about noon. I felt disoriented and didn’t know exactly where I was. I awake like that when I’ve fallen asleep totally exhausted. I lifted my head and looked around the room. It was in a total disarray. It looked like a bomb had gone off. The mid-day light was shining in the room. There was something missing.
I was alone.
I don’t know what I expected when we started together. I guess I thought she’d spend the night with me at least. Maybe something more was in store. I didn’t know.
Her scent was still lingering in the room – the scent of a mix of her perfume, musk and our sex.
I looked over at the end table. Her bra and panties were folded neatly and laying there. There was a note on top.
Dear Brad,
I’m sorry I had to leave. I hope you like the souvenir I left you. Thanks so much for a wonderful night. It was one I’ll never forget. I’ll look you up the next time you’re lecturing here — maybe we can do it again.
Kisses,
Viv
I got up and took a long shower. I do my best thinking in the shower. I cleaned up my hotel room, put on clean clothes, packed my suitcase and headed out. I drove around the town, stopped at the campus and parked my rented car. I walked over to the Business School and spoke with my friend, the Dean. I had one question to ask him, which I did as soon as I entered into his office and sat down.
“How do I apply for a full-time professor’s job?”