My Student James Part 2 by Jacob442011@ymail.com
My God, what do I think of sucking a cock?
James was smiling broadly and relaxing back into the couch, exhaling. I gently sucked his semi-hard cock into my mouth, slowly, in and out, slowly tonguing off the salty cum, worshipping it, serving him, enthralled and sickened.
My brain was a fog. I licked up some salty spunk pooled at the base, gagged a little as I did, then licked his balls. One of my hands could not resist a light caress across James's smooth, bare belly, as I slowly and lightly sucked in and tongued his cock, worshipping more.
What do I think? On the one hand, I felt like throwing up. I was naked, on my knees, before a man who was my junior in age and also lesser in physical strength. My mouth, lips, and belly were wet and fresh with his jizz, and I was disgusted. On the other hand, I felt triumphant. I had submitted sexually to a man, I had sucked a cock, and I'd pleased a man in the process.
After awhile, I slid James's cock out of my mouth, gave his naked belly one last caress, and sat back. James opened his eyes and patted me on the head. Who'd have thought? He asked, smiling. My strong, assertive professor, down on his knees naked before me. James looked drunk with pleasure. Well, he continued, you'd best go have yourself a shower and get yourself nice and clean for me. He directed me to where the towells/bathroom were, and encouraged me to help myself.
I stood tentatively, awkwardly, wondering for a moment what was happening. Then, I turned. James said approvingly, nice ass, and slapped my left buttock, making it jiggle. My cheeks flushed warmly, and I started toward the bathroom, not sure how to feel but liking it all the same.
The shower was warm, refreshing, and it cleared my mind some. At one point, I thought I heard voices, but then I realized that I must have imagined it.
When I returned from my shower, James was watching TV in his robe. Without thinking, I had wrapped myself in a towel. When James saw me, he smiled, flicked off the TV, and gestured for me to sit down next to him. I sat down and he took hold of the towel. This will not do, he said, and slid it off me, leaving me naked. Let's have a look, he continued, thoughtfully, pushing my legs apart, one hand loosely cupping my balls while the other lightly stroked my cock.
I gasped, loving the feel of my balls resting on his fingers and the soft touch of his hand brushing my cock. I thrust my hips forward to give him better access, unable to restrain a moan as I melted back into the couch. Mmm, hmm, James said, stroking me and gripping my cock harder. I closed my eyes as his fingers danced across my naked skin, caressing my belly, then skipping up to my nipple, teasing it lightly, caressing. Oooh, I replied, and he gave my nipple a playful squeeze, making me gasp again.
So, you like your nipples played with do you, professor? James observed, and gave my other nipple a pinch, making me jump, while his hand worked my cock, sliding up and down. Lust fog enveloped me, and I licked my lips as his hand stroked me while his other hand caressed me and pinched my nipples, caressed my belly, gave me a pinch again, caressed, pinched. Oooh, I squirmed.
Then, nothing. The hands disappeared.
Alright, James said curtly, I want to have a better look at you. On your feet.
What? I stood up.
James looked deep in thought.
Can you believe you are naked in my house, professor? James asked.
Well? I looked at him.
Okay, Jame said, as though coming to a decision. Here's what I want you to do. I want you to walk back and forth across the living room, show me your stuff.
James looked pleased with himself.
What? I asked.
James's brow furrowed. I want you to act like a girl and show me your goods, he told me. And, when you come by me, I want you to swish your naked ass like you are a hot bitch.
Really...? I said tentatively.
Alright, let's see it, James said sternly, shifting into audience mode.
I took a breath and walked by him and tried to swish my ass...
No good, he said, and slapped my right butt cheek. Get girly, professor, you know you want to!
What the fuck? I thought, thinking maybe it was time to get out of here and say fuck this shit.
I bent down a little and shook my ass in front of him.
Better, he grunted, and slapped my other ass cheek.
Ah, I yelped, and he smiled.
I put my hands on my head, threw my head back, and did my best to cha cha in front of him, shaking my ass.
That's it, James grinned.
I turned and swished by, this time, hands on my hips, throwing my head back.
Great work, Sweetie! James grunted.
I swished back and forth, across the room, pausing only to shake my bare ass before him, and then prance on.
Here I was, a college professor, normally in command of my classroom, now fully naked and trying my best to imitate a Vegas showgirl. Not only that, but I was doing this for one of my small, slender, nerdy students, who sat judging me from his couch wearing only a bathrobe. Oh yea, and I'd just sucked his cock and swallowed as much of his cum as I could, wanting to throw up yet worshipping his cock. Wow.
After awhile, James partially reclined on his couch, ordering me to climb up, spread my legs, and feed him my cock. I pulled myself up awkwardly and moved my cock toward him. He grabbed my butt cheeks and pulled me forward, sucking my throbbing cock into his warm mouth, thrusting me in and out, back and forth. Then, he shifted, and his hands began to roam, tracing around my rosebud and pinching my nipples (making me gasp) and dancing across my belly and up my back and down my legs while his head pumped in and out on my cock.
God, it felt good, and my eyes rolled back into my head. I steadied myself by grabbing the couch. James reached over and undid his robe, wriggling out of it, his naked body against mine, his warm lips sucking at my cock, him pausing to stroke me a moment and lick my nipples and belly, then sucking me again.
Oh, Jesus, I moaned, is this happening?
For a moment, I thought I saw someone out of the corner of my nearly closed eye.
James began squeezing my pecs as if they were a woman's breasts, kneading them. Without warning, he sharply pinched my nipples.
I cried out and opened my eyes. Before me stood James's wife, videoing us, naked, me pressed against her husband, him pulling my cock into his hot mouth, pushing me back, pulling me in, owning me. I was beside myself. What was happening? Why was she there? Should she be videoing?
I could feel the storm rising, my nipples and belly tingling, cock boiling, asscheeks clenching as he kneaded them and pulled me to him. James's naked skin and body felt warm and weird, all the same.He was soft and smooth, yet not as much as a woman, which somehow made it hotter that we were naked and coupled and writhing together. I clutched and pulled at his nakedness, his smell, his control. James's fingers slid into my mouth, and I licked and sucked them.
Oh, God! I yelled. He was working my cock oh so good.
I wanted to say to his wife, I can explain, this is not what you think. But, she only stood and held up her phone and smiled, videoing, moving to capture our action from a better angle.
I'm cumming! I screamed.
James sucked harder and pulled me tighter.
Don't stop! I yelled.
James's hands tightly gripped my ass, and I exploded into his hot, sucking mouth.
Oh Jesus, I yelled, throwing back my head, body on fire, cum spurting, James's mouth vacuuming my seed as fast as I can shoot.
*** End Part 2 of "My Student James" Feedback welcome at jacob442011@ymail.com Hope to hear from you!