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My Professor's Desire, by Mitchell Knight 2/2 (mf)
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
My Professor's Desire
By Mitchell Knight
I hated to do it, but I skipped class the next day. I just
couldn't face Jana yet after what happened the night before. I had to
figure out what I was going to do about her before I could see her again.
There was also a part of me that wondered what she was thinking. I really
wanted to talk to her also and find out why she let me go so far, and then
why she pulled away. I was just so confused, and I didn't know what to
think or feel, or do about any of it.
My phone rang after that class hour ended. I answered it and
found out it was Jana.
"Trevor, are you okay?" she asked.
"Yeah," I answered.
"Are you sure? I wondered why you weren't in class today," she said.
"I needed to think," I answered.
"Before you do too much thinking, I'd like to talk to you. Are
you free for dinner tonight?" she asked.
"Yes," I answered.
"Good, why don't you come over here tonight at about 7:00 and I'll
make dinner for you," she said.
"Are you sure that's such a good idea?" I asked.
"Don't worry. Please come over," she said.
"I will," I promised.
Those hours that I waited between her phone call and going over
for dinner were some of the most nerve-wracking of my life. I was so glad
when I could finally leave and head over to her place because then at
least I could get my mind off the topic and do something about it.
"Hello, Trevor," Jana greeted me at the door with a bright, open
smile.
She wore a loose white dress that was almost the color of her
hair. Her hair hung loose and appeared to shine with a new vibrance. I
also noticed a sparkle in her eye.
"Come on in," she urged.
I followed her into her apartment. It was very dimly lit, and I
soon found out that the only light was coming from candles at various
points around the room. The table was all set up and there were a couple
of candles on it also.
"Have a seat," she said.
I took the seat nearest me, across the table from the other place
setting. I wasn't quite sure what to make of this very romantic
atmosphere. This was definitely not one of the scenarios that I had
envisioned for this evening. I was determined not to misinterpret what I
considered to be a romantic interlude for fear that I would make another
mistake.
As she headed out to the kitchen to get the food, I saw the light
catch her white outfit just so that I could see right through her top. I
could see her breasts clearly through with her firm nipples at rest on
those lovely mounds. I couldn't believe that she wasn't wearing a bra,
and I was glad that she had left the room so she couldn't see me blush.
Upon her return, she brought with her some wine which she poured
out into our glasses before she disappeared back into me kitchen for our
main course. It was a delicious meal and the conversation put me at
ease, and I came to realize that she hadn't intended anything by the
candlelit room. This was just a regular conversation between an English
professor and one of her students.
After dinner we moved to the couch for some pie and coffee. I was
still waiting for her to bring up the topic that I thought we had intended
on talking about all night, but she didn't. I knew that I certainly
wasn't going to bring it up. I wanted it to just go away so that I could
never think about it. Yet the feel of her soft lips against mine and the
firmness of her breast continued to plague my memory.
"I suppose it's time we talk about what happened," Jana said after
we'd finished the pie.
"I guess," I answered, blushing as the memory returned in full force.
"I've been thinking about it, and I realized that there is a
mutual attraction between us, and I don't think we should try and hide
it," she said.
I was speechless. What was she saying?
"So, if you're interested, I think it's time we did something
about our feelings for each other. What do you say?"
I didn't know what to say. Here was the woman that I thought
would be my perfect match, offering me...what? A shot at dating her...?
She leaned forward and removed the distance between us. Her lips
came into contact with mine, and she took possession of my body. I
returned her gentle kiss with one of my own, savoring this touch that I'd
sampled the night before. It was just as warm and sweet as the last time.
I pulled her into my arms, and pressed her small firm body against
mine as our kiss became more passionate. I could feel her breasts on my
chest through the thin cloth of her dress. As we kissed I ran my hands
through her long hair, enjoying its silky feel.
Her hands ran up and down my back as our mouths continued their
passionate battle. We just couldn't seem to get enough of each other's
kiss. We wanted more and our tongues quested for this inside the other's
mouth.
I slid my hand down her side and caressed the side of her breast. Then
I moved around to the front and felt the firmness of her breast through
the sheer cloth. My thumb lightly touched the button of her nipple,
arousing it.
Her hand ran down my chest and slid into my crotch where she
brushed against the firmness of my erection. She gripped this firmly in
her hand and then broke the kiss.
"The bedroom," she whispered.
I nodded and stood up with her hand still on my crotch. She
stroked that region, coaxing my desire. I ran my hand slowly up and down
her back as we walked into the room. She closed the door behind us and
then went to the nightstand where she lit two candles, shedding light on
the dark room.
She stood just off to the side of this light, away from me, and
proceeded to undress. Her hands went to the back of her dress and
unzipped it. Then, with a flirtatious little smile, she let the dress
fall off, revealing her naked bosom and slender, naked legs. She only
wore a pair of white lace panties. These she slipped off quickly too, and
I caught my first glimpse of her blond curly thatch of pubic hair which
formed an inviting V between her legs.
"Come here," she whispered, gesturing with her hand.
I walked over to where she stood, and she kissed me softly on the
lips. I eagerly returned this kiss.
"Do you think I'm beautiful?" she asked.
"Yes," I answered vehemently.
She kissed me again and took my hands in her own and brought them to
her naked breasts. I took her soft, firm breasts in my hands and
tentatively stroked them. I lightly pinched her hard nipples and then
brought my head to them and licked around her nipples.
"Oh," she breathed softly.
Jana took my head in her hands and licked at my ear. She ran her
tongue all around the outside of it, and then thrust it into my ear,
sending a shiver down my back. She lightly blew in it before returning to
my face where she kissed me.
I felt her hands on my waist as we kissed and then I felt her
untucking my shirt. I kissed her more intensely as she began to remove
it. We broke and she bent at the waist to kiss my abdomen. There was a
tuft of hair sticking out the top of my pants, and she kissed this also.
Then she pulled off my shirt and tossed it to the floor.
I pressed my naked torso against hers, enjoying the feel of her
breasts and nipples against my hairless chest. Her hands slipped down my
naked back to my buttocks where she squeezed them as we kissed.
We pulled away again and she undid the button on my pants and then
unzipped them. She hooked her hands in my briefs and pulled down my
underwear and pants at the same time. She got down on her knees as she
stipped off the rest of my clothes and kissed the line of hair that
started at my navel and ran down to meet with the thick, curly nest of
brown pubic hair at the base of my now-erect cock.
On her knees, she slipped off my clothes with some help from me,
and then she kissed the head of my cock. Pre-cum had already slipped out
and her tongue lightly lapped this up. The feel of her tongue on my dick
was sensational. I thought I might come at that instant, but I think she
sensed this because she stood up and kissed me. As our tongues met, I
could taste that lingering pre-cum in her mouth.
She took me by the hand and led me over to the bed. She crawled
into it, and I followed closely behind. She lay on her back and my head
went to her breasts again where I lapped hungrily at the soft, delicate
flesh. Then I kissed my way down her abdomen, pausing once I reached her
navel.
"Kiss me down there," she whispered.
I didn't need to be told twice. I continued my trail of light
kisses until I reached her curly blond mound of pubic hair. I planted
kisses over every inch of this secret area.
Her hands came down to where I was and parted the lips of her pussy.
"Lick me," she asked.
Tentatively, and with much uncertainty--since I'd never had
experience--I put my tongue slowly into that slit. I found the mythical
clitoris and lightly worked on this. She pumped her hips into my face and
urged me on, so I knew I was getting it right.
Then she stopped me with a touch of her hand.
"Do you want me?" she asked.
"Yes," I answered.
"Come here," she said.
I crawled up onto her body, my naked flesh against hers. She
spread her legs wider as we kissed. I felt her hand on my cock, guiding
it into her.
"Wait," I said, breaking the kiss.
"What?" she asked.
"Shouldn't we have protection?"
"Don't worry about it," she said. "Just trust me."
Then she pulled me back to her lips and kissed away my concern. I
thrust forward slowly, feeling the warm tightness of her vagina engulf my
cock. It felt so good, even better than the touch of her tongue on me.
We slowly built our rhythm. I went slow because I just wanted
this to last forever, and she followed my lead. This being my first time
though, it didn't take long before I felt myself getting ready to come. I
broke from kissing Jana because the sensations were so intense, I couldn't
concentrate on anything else.
I groaned as my orgasm hit me and then I collapsed against her as
my virgin semen sprayed her insides. We lay against each other for an
eternity afterwards as we caught our breath and lightly stroked each
other's flesh.
"Oh, Trevor, that was so wonderful," Jana said.
"Yes, it was," I agreed.
"I'm afraid I have a confession to make though," she said.
"What?"
"The reason I said not to worry about protection is because I want
to have a child."
"What?" I asked, incredulous, as I pulled out of her arms and
stared at her in disbelief. What had I done?
"If you're worried about me trying to get money out of you or
anything, that's not what this is about. It's just that I've wanted a
child for so long now, and you were there, and I just couldn't pass up
this opportunity," she explained.
I didn't know what to think. She wanted to turn me into a father
already? I was only 22, and I hadn't even really thought about the
possibility of being a father yet. She did say that she didn't want any
money though. Did that mean she was prepared to have this child on her
own?
"You want to have a child all by yourself?" I asked.
"Not really, but I've prepared myself. That's why I did this. You
don't have to have anything to do with a child if one comes of our union
tonight."
I thought about this for a while, and then looked at her. A child
of our flesh. I looked into her beautiful eyes which looked deep into
mine now, trying to divine my thoughts. I carressed her silky hair, and
continued to think about the possibility.
"What if I wanted to be a part of our child's life?" I asked.
She raised her eyebrows at this question. "I...I guess that would
be fine. That would complicate things...I don't know how it would all
work out..."
"We can work out the details later," I promised her, smiling at
this woman who I knew I would one day make my wife.
My penis began to stir and she felt this movement against her
thigh.
"Let's get back to work on this child," I said and then kissed her.
The End
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