Brittany lived in a quiet neighborhood
of Philadelphia. She’d grown up in so
many countries with her mother, but as soon as she turned eighteen, she moved back to the United States,
choosing Philadelphia for no apparent reason.
It wasn’t that she didn’t get along with her mother. It was quite the opposite. They were close even to this day, but her
mother worked for the government, and all
of her positions were in United States embassies in foreign lands. That might be exciting for her mother, but
for a child under eighteen, it was too restrictive,
and friends were hard to come by.
She enrolled at University of Pennsylvania. She surprised herself when she took political
science as her major, not what she expected of herself. With her inheritance from her father, she
paid most of her tuition, her mother helped some and Brittany took out student
loans for the rest. She wanted to be
self-supporting.
She did well, but after two years, she
withdrew from school. That was three
months ago. It was a combination of
things that made her decide that. First
was that she’d grown tired of academia.
She wanted something different, a job and a career, but she couldn’t
wait to graduate. Life abroad that was
undesirable as a child seemed exciting now that she was an adult. Last was a reason that was now resolved. She had an affair with an unmarried
professor, one of her professors. She
had no desire to ruin his professional career, but she didn’t want to stop it. That is until three months ago when she broke
it off.
She remembered when it first started a
year ago. It was the beginning of her
second year. He taught the course The
Internet and Political Theory on Thursdays.
She was taken by him as soon as she sat down, taking a seat in the front
row of the lecture hall. Professor Aaron
Meyer was an associate professor. From
his LinkedIn page, he was thirty-four and
unmarried. He looked like a professor,
sandy blonde hair out of place except for California, which is where he went to
school, UC Berkeley. He was handsome and
smart. His class was unusually large in
female students, all vying to catch his attention. Brittany joined that group by the second
week.
Over the last five years, Aaron had touted the universities rules
regarding sexual interaction with students and never got caught. He knew many professors that did the
same. It was unwritten and allowed as
long as it didn’t become public knowledge.
Only then would the university do anything about it. Most of his liaisons never lasted more than a
few months. He grew bored early, and so did the women. There were too many opportunities at the
university for both of them.
It was September,
and the weather began to cool, the leaves were ready to fall off the trees in
the next month. It was time to find
someone that he could curl up with in front of a blazing fire on a cold
night. It was always a difficult
decision, so many students that desired his attentions.
He’d seen her last week, and this week she looked more
attentive. He checked his list and saw
her name, Brittany Taylor, a sophomore.
She was definitely attractive.
Her brown hair spilled down below her neck,
and the front graciously covered her full breasts. When she moved or brushed her hair to the
side, he could glimpse her breasts. The
rest of the time it made her mysterious. He began to imagine her naked to the waist
with her hair covering her breasts. With
the slightest movement, a hard nipple
would peek out from her hair to entice him.
She sat in the chair with her back perfectly straight, her firm tits
pushed out in front of her. With the
chill in the air, she was either cold or highly aroused. If she wore a bra, it was thin and couldn’t
contain the hard tips that pushed out the thin sweater she wore.
He continued to lecture without a
single slip up in spite of his mind
wandering as he gazed at her body. The
table she sat at was open, and she wore a
short skirt that left a lot of leg
revealed, but she wasn’t as brazen as some of the other women. The front row was completely taken by women, and many had their legs spread
wide. Some teased him with the darkness
under their short skirts and between their spread legs. Are
they wearing panties or not?
Brittany was glad that she got his
attention. Each week his attention to
her grew stronger, but she made no effort to engage him. She’d let him make the first move. She’d heard rumors of him with other
students, but rumors were just that.
Many were untrue, and the last
thing she wanted to do was make a fool of herself with a professor. She feared that they talked among themselves,
and her reputation would precede her in other classes.
It was the fourth week of classes that
he made his move. She was too enticing to pass up. “Ms. Taylor, can you see me for a
moment?” He saw the look on her face, and it wasn’t
surprise.
She took her time to get to him in
spite of her being so close. She waited
until almost everyone had left, the last stragglers
finally left. She stood in front of him,
inhaling the sweet smell of his aftershave
deeply. She arched her back and
pushed her breasts out proudly. This
wasn’t the time to be coy any longer. He
talked to her about the class as if he was trying to get feedback from a
student on his performance, but classroom performance wasn’t what she was
looking for. She began to flatter
him. What
man didn’t like that?
“You make the class lecture so
interesting and engaging. You’re not
offended by any questions, relevant or not.”
“I want to thank you for your
insightfulness.” He couldn’t take his
eyes off her.
“You’re welcome.” It was time to act, and the words came out of her mouth without thought. “Would you like to have a cup of coffee with
me?”
“I don’t think the university would
appreciate seeing you with me in the Starbucks on campus.” But he quickly added. “There’s a Starbucks off campus on Market
Street. Do you know where it is?” It was only two blocks from his condo. He also knew it wasn’t far from the condo she
shared with two other students. He’d
checked up on her before today. He was always thorough.
“Yes, I know it.” He obviously knew where she lived, for it was
close, but she made no mention of it to him.
It was also near his house, which she knew. Had we
both planned this meticulously?
“Is seven good? I have open door until six today.”
“Yes,
that would be great. I’ll see you
then.” It would give her a chance to go
home and freshen up. This would be more than coffee.
* * * *
After her last class, she raced home and took a shower. She dressed in
the same outfit, not wanting to look too obvious that she prepared for this. She made sure she got to Starbucks five
minutes late, wanting to make sure he was there first. She saw him sitting at the table as soon as
she went inside. He smiled at her. He’d been staring at the door. She noticed he already had a drink. “I’ll be right back.” She went to the counter. She got a Grande Dark Roast. She needed her jolt of caffeine.
“I hope I didn’t keep you
waiting.” She sat down on the chair next
to him, not across from him. She wanted
her intentions known.
“It wasn’t long, and it’s worth the wait,” complimenting her as his eyes gazed
at her legs when she crossed them sexily.
The conversation began with the class and then moved to the university
in general. By the second coffee, they
moved onto a more personal discussion. They
drank coffee for the next three hours, laughing and joking as though they’d
known each other for years, not hours.
But, there was an air of sexual tension between them and they both felt
it.
“I’d ask you up to my house, but I
have two roommates,” she boldly said.
“I’m not far from here.” She stood up,
and they walked out the door. Luckily,
it was a short walk because it was as if they had nothing to say to each
other. There was only one thing left to
do.
It was a nice building, modern and
new. They
took the elevator up to the fourth floor.
There were only four doors on the floor,
so the walk was short. Aaron was ready
with the key, and they both rushed
inside.
Brittany let her purse drop to the
floor as soon as the door closed, just in time as Aaron pushed her against the
wall before they could get into the living room. He pushed up against her, and she felt his cock push into her soaked pussy. He kissed her passionately as his tongue went
deep into her mouth, just as if it was his cock. His tongue explored every inch of her mouth
as her tongue lashed back at his. Both
of their hips moved as they rubbed pussy to cock with such urgency. Brittany couldn’t hold back any longer. Her hand reached down, and she quickly found his cock. Her fingers curled around it to explore
it. His hands went to her ass, fondling
her with such passion.
Her fingers took possession of his
cock. It felt so good, especially when
she slipped the zipper down and her hand pushed inside. Her fingers searched out the opening of his shorts, and he couldn’t help the squirt of cum
that he shot out prematurely when her fingers curled around his naked
cock. His hands plunged beneath her
skirt and found her naked ass. He tore
her thong in haste.
She pulled his cock out in excitement
as her thong was ripped from her body with such authority. Her skirt was pulled up above her waist,
front and back, as his fingers slid over her firm buttocks to grip them tightly.
She felt her crack opened by his strong fingers and the unnatural tug on
her anus. Her fingers curled around his
cock as she rubbed it up and down her slit to get it wet. It wasn’t necessary as the head of his cock
was slick with his leaking cum. She
loved that she made him so excited, but she wanted more. She wanted his cock inside her.
She maneuvered his cock until it was
pressed up against the opening of her pussy.
He pushed with his hips, slowly and deliberately. She was going to be tight as her muscles gripped
the head of his cock with such passion.
They both gasped when the head of his cock was pulled into her pussy
with such haste. He took over now that
he felt her hot, tight pussy grip his cock so possessively. She released her hand from his cock, and he grabbed them both. He pulled her arms high above her head as he
shoved with his hips and impaled her with his cock.
He had her pinned against the wall
with his cock, and she wouldn’t have it
any other way. He filled her with inch
after inch of hard cock and instantly began to fuck her. She clenched on his cock as her hips moved
with him, but each time, he thrust in so hard that he shoved her against the
unyielding wall. She took every inch of
him until the head of his cock smashed into her cervix.
They fucked like two rabbits in
heat. Their passion took possession of
them, each eager for the ultimate pleasure.
It didn’t take them long, both of them overly sexed before they entered
the condo. Her legs were wrapped around his
buttocks when he came in her,
and she exploded with him at the same time. There would be a mess on the floor beneath
them when they finished, but neither cared.
They gathered up their strength on the
couch with a bottle of wine, but it didn’t last long. A trail of clothes went from the living room
to the bedroom where they found the bed.
It was slower now that their initial lust was quenched but only for the
short term. Their passions soon grew.
* * * *
Their affair lasted almost eight
months, but they were both surprised that it went that long. They had to hide from all their friends. The only time they were truly free was the
weekend they spent in the mountains in a cabin.
They saw each other in school but only
once or twice a week otherwise. They
always had to be careful. Her roommates knew she had a lover, but she
never let on who it was. To them, it was
her older, mysterious man, probably married.
She never denied or confirmed their theory.
Sex was great at the beginning, but by the end, it was only good. It
was that last night together that clinched the ending of their affair. It was
Brittany’s decision to end it.
It was the first time that Brittany
ever met any of Aaron’s friends, but he wasn’t a professor. He was visiting Aaron from out of town. He’d grown up with Aaron in a small town
outside of Chicago. They were both the
same age, but he wasn’t as suave and educated as Aaron.
Jesse stayed at Aaron’s condo while he
was visiting and he was flying home the next day. The three of them went out for dinner and
then drinks. Jesse was strange as if he
was Aaron’s older brother, yet they looked and acted completely different. He had a power
over Aaron that she couldn’t describe, but she could see it in their
interaction. That should’ve been a
warning to her, but the three of them drank too much. By the time
they went back to Aaron’s, they were out
of control. They drank more.
Brittany should’ve stopped Aaron when
he started to get romantic with her, but she didn’t. They were on the couch together, and Jesse sat in the chair across
from them. Maybe it was a bit of
exhibitionist in her that allowed Aaron to make out with her as Jesse watched,
or maybe it was just the alcohol. Soon, Aaron, had her blouse unbuttoned, and he was openly fondling her
breasts. Her bra was thin, and her breast soon popped out, but
Aaron’s mouth on her nipples felt too good for her to stop him. She reached down to his cock, and she soon had it out to stroke
it. It was surreal that they did it in
front of Jesse, but he never said a word,
and neither of them ever stopped.
Aaron might not object to Jesse seeing
his cock, but she objected when Aaron slipped her panties off and pulled her
skirt up. She pushed his hand away.
“Let’s go into the bedroom,” Aaron
urged her.
“What about Jesse?” Brittany asked as she saw Jesse sit there as
he still looked at them.
“Don’t worry about him, worry about my
poor cock that needs your attention.”
She followed Aaron as he led her into
the bedroom. The both of them stripped
off their clothes before they hit the bed with a drunken thud.
She never noticed that the door was still open. She was too engrossed in pleasuring Aaron’s
cock.
It was a few minutes later that she
was shocked by a touch on her shoulder.
Aaron was trying to get her to suck his cock, but she refused. She never sucked his cock before. The hand that touched her was behind
her. She turned around and saw Jesse,
but he was naked, his cock in his hand.
He kneeled up on the other side of her head. She had a cock on either side of her head, and both of them wanted her mouth.
“Take his cock in your mouth,
Brittany, suck it,” Aaron ordered her.
“Yes, suck my cock, Brittany,” Jesse
urged her to obey.
“If you want Jesse to have his cock
sucked, you do it,” she protested to Aaron.
She wasn’t about to do it. What
happened next shocked her. Jesse slid
over her, and he fed his cock into
Aaron’s mouth. Jesse didn’t say a word
to Aaron. Aaron opened his mouth and
took Jesse’s cock inside without protest.
Brittany never saw anything like it before. Aaron’s lips closed over his cock and Jesse
began to push with his hips. It was
bizarre to see a cock in Aaron’s mouth,
and he sucked it as though it was the most natural thing to do. Brittany should’ve gotten dressed and left
then, but she was too drunk. She didn’t
even protest when Aaron spit out Jesse’s cock.
Aaron knew he had to work fast. They were all drunk, but soon, Brittany might
come to her senses. He pushed her down
on the bed, and he climbed between her
legs. He put his cock in her pussy and
pulled her legs up and back as he began to fuck her. He lay on top of her as her pussy gripped his
cock, but he waited for the more intense pleasure.
She couldn’t see Jesse, that didn’t
make it any better, but at least she could put it out of her mind. Aaron might be drunk, but his cock was hard, and he fucked her with such
enthusiasm. She hadn’t felt this much
passion from him since they first met.
She began to enjoy it. Suddenly,
Aaron grunted loudly and pushed inside her so hard it felt like his cock was trying
to shove into her womb. He pulled out but grunted
again with another powerful thrust. That
is when she looked up and saw Jesse grin down at her. He was behind Aaron, but more accurately, he
was on top of Aaron. She knew it meant
only one thing. Jesse was sodomizing
Aaron and Aaron never protested even as his hips moved more urgently as both
men had their cocks in tight, hot holes.
She was in such shock that she did nothing. Aaron continued to fuck her pussy, but she
felt no pleasure. It wasn’t long before
she felt Aaron cum inside her, but she heard the same cries of pleasure from
Jesse. The smell of cum overpowered the
room.
As soon as Jesse got off of Aaron and
Aaron from her, she grabbed her clothes
and hastily put them on. She didn’t care
how she looked as she raced out with her parting words. “We’re through, Aaron. There’s nothing to say.”
Aaron didn’t reply to her, too busy
kissing Jesse. “It’s been a long time
since you took me.”
“Get on your knees and suck my cock
back to hardness and I’ll do it again.”
He pushed Aaron to his knees as he stuffed his wet cock into Aaron’s
mouth.
That is the last thing Brittany heard
as she slammed the door behind her.