1. The Chain: Link 7


    Date: 2/20/2016, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    what to say. There was no way of understanding what was going on in this surreal situation. To make matters worse, Anthea had gone down on her knees and was fiddling with his flies. He went to push her hands away, but PC Whippy was there, grabbing his arms, pulling them back behind his back. “Don’t make me cuff you, sir.” That was the last thing Professor Evans wanted. He stood there, unable to think what to do about this, his arms held by PC Whippy while Anthea found what she was looking for. He was even more alarmed when the girl decided to unbuckle his belt, letting his trousers drop to the floor, before making sure his underpants went the same way. He was thankfully still limp. He had no desire to repeat events in the disabled toilet. The trouble was that the moment Anthea’s soft tongue touched his organ, it began to expand. “You taste ever so nice, Professor Evans,” the girl told him, looking up shyly. Then she cupped his balls, and made sure his entire cock made it into her mouth. That was it. The thing grew, and to Professor Evans’ amazement, Anthea made no attempt to let any of it out, keeping the full growth in her mouth. “Mmmmm,” she purred, her tongue slithering all over his hard shaft. Then she began sucking proper, bobbing her head, her lips gripping the cock as she slurped loudly. “Mmmmmm!” “Not so bad after all, is it, sir?” PC Whippy said. Professor Evans wasn’t going to answer that. It was the second time in a few hours that a girl less than half his age ...
    had shown an interest in his genitals. He imagined plenty of men longed for this. Maybe he’d had the odd thought himself, quickly discarding it, knowing it just wasn’t done. “Getting to enjoy that, aren’t you?” PC Whippy said, as if she could read his mind. “Don’t worry, Anthea here won’t tell. She has a thing for older men, and she can keep a secret. Isn’t that so, Anthea?” Anthea lifted her head, staring straight up at Professor Evans. “She’s right, Professor. I can keep a secret and I like older men. I’ve been fucked by lots of older married men, and I never say a word about it to anyone. Do you want to fuck me, Professor Evans?” He looked down in shock at the girl’s beseeching eyes. “You mustn’t say such things,” he said. “Why not?” she said. “It’s true.” Then, almost as an afterthought, “I hope you want to fuck me, Professor. I want you to fuck me.” She let the tip of her tongue work its way round the underside of his helmet. “Maybe if I suck you some more,” she murmured as if to herself. But she didn’t, not at first. Instead she wriggled her tongue underneath the head before kissing her way up and down the shaft. When her lips finally did engulf him again, Professor Evans didn’t know how to resist any longer. There were all kinds of things wrong with this situation, but the seductive warmth and sheer bliss of Anthea’s mouth zapped him of all his moral fibre. In spite of that, he made one last attempt. “Anthea, this isn’t quite… I’m sure an intelligent girl like you ...
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