School Daze chapter 4

Linda awoke expecting to witness a bevy of her sorority sisters, all running around half naked laughing and giggling about their dates the previous evening. However when she looked around she saw only one naked body. It was the body of her Psychology professor, standing in front of the bathroom mirror, brushing his teeth. When she sat up in bed he looked over at her and said,

“Good Morning Sleeping Beauty, did you sleep well?”

“I believe,” she said with a smile, “Some people who have been dead a week, didn’t sleep as well as I did. You could have just drugged me, or…”

“I understand. I woke up a couple of times to see if you were real, and wonderfully you were. You have a little snore, like a kittens purr. It is very entertaining. I watched you until the “Hulk” became hard again, then I turned over and tried to go back to sleep. It took a while but it finally happened.”

“Richard… why didn’t you wake me. I would have taken care of you.”

“Sweetie, you were sleeping so peacefully, I just didn’t have the heart.”

“Richard!” she said in a stern voice similar to that his mother used when she was scolding him, “Next time I sleep over, and you wake up with an erection … you will wake me. Do you understand?”

“Yes … I understand,” he said smiling.

“Now get in here and … make love with me … please,” she said, biting her lower lip.

In all of his years of teaching, Richard had never heard a more beautiful sentence from a young girl’s lips. He walked back to the bed, and watched as Linda lay on her stomach, and stuffed a fluffily goose down pillow under her midsection lifting her gorgeous butt up off the bed. He got on the bed and knelt behind her.

Taking her hips in his strong hands, his cock as if by remote control, found the entrance to her tight little vagina. He pulled her hips slowly, easing his penis into her. She was anticipating a very hard fast fuck, however she agonized over the fact that he was moving very slow, causing her to wait for an orgasm that seemed as though it would never come.

“Oh … Richard,” she whispered, “ … please … fuck me a little faster, and harder. Do it very hard. Make me cum. I need to cum honey … please.”

Richard, who was a man of great understanding gave in to the pleas of his student and began to shove his thick penis into her pussy much faster. She moaned at his loving assault and felt the fantastic flooding into the section at the junction of her thighs. She knew that she was well on the way to a violent orgasm, and welcomed its pending arrival.

Richard felt it also and knew she was in need of his special care. Except for his cock, he was totally relaxed after a good night’s sleep. He could continue like that for quite a while. It was only seven in the morning and San Diego could wait a little longer. He was approaching the ancient mystic Asian plateau of the ideal condition of harmony and stability, called nirvana, but it wouldn’t last long. He was doing just as she asked, fucking her as hard and as fast as he could.

Linda was totally spellbound; and was his sexual captive. She had become a slave to his assertive, and energetic sexuality, and was willing to do anything he wished. All he had to do was whisper the command and she was his for anything his imagination could conceive.

Somewhat depressed at the thought of their lovemaking coming to an end, she felt her system advancing toward a climax, and knew she couldn’t hide it from him. If he wasn’t aware she was going to cum, he would continue the pleasure longer allowing her to enjoy the satisfaction of his wonderfully violent physical attack. But he would know when she came. He always knew.

Not wanting the feeling to end, she squirted onto his penis and although she felt great, she was let down that her orgasm came so fast. She truly believed, that would be it for the day except, Oh … God, he was not stopping. He moved faster now, building her to another climax. He was going to give her an orgasm that many girls only dream about.

His cock was moving hard against her “G” spot. It was like liquid fire and ice. The feeling drug addicts try to achieve, however seldom do without an overdose. As Richard fucked her, she felt as though they had become one person attempting to elevate the fanatical desire imbedded inside of them. Knowing that their only relief lay within the two of them, and one could not achieve complete satisfaction without the other.

She knew he was about to cum as his powerful hands; which were capable of exerting great physical force, were gripping her hips pulling back hard into his thrusts, as though letting go of her would do them both great bodily harm. His hands would leave; dark bruises on her hips that she would be proud of. He wouldn’t be the only one with war wounds.

The feelings were coming again; the minor pain in her back that lead to the stomach cramps, next came the tingling in her thighs, and the persistent, restless craving in her vagina that no scratching could ever elevate.