1. FUCKING PROFESSOR GIVEN


    Date: 2/22/2016, Categories: Fiction, Author: cyrano, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    down her fingers to wet the sheets. DAMN THIS WAS HOT! The ball of a vibrator appeared into view just above the clit. Ole Broad started to rock, and I could see her stomach muscles contract as if she was being jolted by electricity. She brought her knees back to her chest, her stubby toes blocking the camera... WHAT THE FUCK? I KNOW THOSE TOES! "Hi, Earl. What brings you to our campus." My wife was out of town for a conference, so she knew I wasn't looking for Karen. "You thinking of going back to school?" "No. I'll stick to construction," I said pulling out my phone. This is why I'm here. Just giving you a little heads-up," I added, handing her the damning evidence. "I don't want to look at your porn, Earl," she said turning up her lip shoving my phone back at me. "You just rather star in it." "What? That's not me." "Come on, professor. Don't even try to bullshit me. If I can recognize you, I know at least a half a dozen coeds can ID that snatch. Come on, admit it. A new pool of freshmen come through here every year. I know you've taken a little dip now and then." "Is this some bumbling attempt at blackmail. You know I don't have any money." "I don't need your money, professor. I just want a private show with you and Winona here." "Fuck you, Earl. That's not going to happen." At least she was no longer denying it. "I don't know, professor. Do you really want to risk this cushy gig and all the tight, young perks that come with it?" I start heading for the door. "Wait." Now ...
    the tears were flowing." If Karen only knew what a pig your really are..." "Oh, she knows, professor. You don't hesitate to remind her every chance you get. Why would this surprise her? So are you in?" "My friend would never agree to do this," she said shaking her head and wiping her nose. "Be persuasive, professor. It's only your career on the line." "Ladies," I said as they entered the room. I went all out and reserved a suite for the weekend. "Hi, I'm Earl," I said extending my hand to Winona. She looked at it as if I was cupping shit in it. "Jill." Yeah, right. "Let's get something straight up front. I'm doing this for Carla; you're not laying a finger on me." "You got me all wrong, girl. I've got nothing but mad respect for you and your skills. I just want to see you work up close and personal. The professor is the only one getting fucked." "Nooooo,", came a plaintive wail from the professor. "That's not part of the deal." "Yeeees," I replied."It is." "You're right, Carla, he is a pig. You don't have to do this." "No you don't. So what's it going to be, Carla?" After a little hesitation, she started to undress. "You too, " I said to Jill. "Me too, What? I'm not stripping." "Yes, you are. Don't give me that false modesty bullshit. You were butt naked to millions; I want the same show." I looked over to the professor. "Please, honey," she pleaded. Let's just get this over with." I involuntarily drew in a sharp intake of breath as Jill stood before me naked. The video didn't ...