“Make a short video of yourself masturbating on the Dean’s desk.”I choked, my mouthful of cocoa spewing out of my mouth and spraying across my laps and onto the floor as I threw a disbelieving look at my roommate and her giggling friends.“Ewwwww, Diane, could you be any more gross?” Lily Bass scolded as she threw me a box of Kleenex and turned her face away in disgust.I cleaned up the mess and looked up at Lily as I absently tossed the used tissue into the bin. “Have you completely lost it? How could you ask such a thing?”Lily looked back at me, “It’s called a dare, Scaredy cat!”“Precisely,” Neila Dorman cut in. “You made me flash my boobs at Mr Reitman last week, didn’t you? That poor professor almost had a coronary.” “Yeah, but that was just —” I began.“A dare? You’re right. And I did it. This is also a dare.”I swallowed, “I'd rather pay up.”“Fine! $20,000,” Lily stated nonchalantly, stretching forth her hand, palm up.I stared at her palm as though mesmerized. This had all
I jerked my sweatshirt over my head and tossed it onto the floor. I had nothing underneath and my huge size 36D boobs swung this way and that. I was always very proud of my boobs; they were firm and perky despite my huge size and they never failed to cause a guy to break in his stride and do a double take. It didn’t hurt either that I was an extremely pretty brunette with long curly eyelashes that fanned against my cheeks and softened my face even more. I had wide blue eyes that gave me a deceptively innocent appearance, a tiny, red, button mouth and an hour- glass figure. My hips curved sinfully beneath my round butt-cheeks and I had long, straight, slim legs that my ex had remarked, “seemed to go on forever”.I was twenty and very aware of my own sexuality; I reveled in it. That was probably why nothing gave me more joy than watching the top of Lily’s head disappear between my thighs. My clitoris twitched in warning at the thought and I gave myself a light slap on the thigh.Time
“We had a dare,” I added in explanation.A muscle worked in his jaw as he regarded me in stony silence. “Are you a bunch of preschoolers?” he demanded, his Greek accent coming through heavily in the strained words.I shook my head mutely feeling his anger wash all over me. I returned my gaze to my feet. I raised my head suddenly and surprised a look of arousal on his face as his gaze fastened on my big boobs. I looked away immediately even as everything in me settled down. I was going to walk out of here, I suddenly knew. The good Prof was already staring at my boobs which meant these babies were my ride out of this joint.“I should hand you over to the school authority,” he muttered, glaring at me.There was no heat in his voice anymore. I dashed around the desk and knelt before him, clasping both hands in front of me. Then I lifted my head, letting him see a sheen of fake tears in my eyes. “Please don’t. I’ll do anything. Please,” I whispered even as I casually placed my hands aga
Suddenly without warning Calix landed a very hot slap on my buttock. The unexpected pain mingled with the pleasure of him thrusting against my G- spot and just like that I began to cum.Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through me as my pussy began to pulse and squirt cum onto him. He pulled out and replaced his dick with his lips, drinking his fill of my juices.I groaned and released the last of the liquid while he laved it up. His lips located my clitoris and he began to kiss and lick the tiny bud. My entire body reacted at once and I groaned and held onto the table and a fresh pleasure began to build.Then suddenly Calix was fucking me again. This time he laid me on my back on his desk and continued to ram into me even as his hands shaped and squeezed my breasts. He threw his head back his teeth clenched as he fucked me harder and harder and harder.Then with a hoarse cry, he started to cum. He groaned as he poured his sperm straight into my wet willing pussy shooting loads and
“Professor? Why are you here so late?” the Dean demanded in his cultured English voice.I heard the deep murmur of Professor Calix’s voice. “I have tons of work to get through. I decided to pull an all-nighter.”“Hmm. And you’re... all alone in here?”There was a shrug in Calix’s voice. “My TA is still out on her maternity leave. Who else would possibly work so late with me?”Gawd the man sounded so calm and collected no one would believe he had been drilling my pussy just seconds ago!“Hmm,” the Dean repeated. I could almost sense him looking around the office.“Something wrong Sir?” Calix demanded.“Hmmmm,” the Dean murmured noncommittally and I thought distractedly too.“Is there something you want because if there isn’t, I would like to get back to my work. Sir,” Calix added. He sounded irritated at this point.“I’m gonna be straight with you Calix, I got a report that some girl was seen stealing into your office over an hour ago. I just wanted to be sure whatever girl she is isn’
Caroline could feel their hands running all over her body. Three guys, three pairs of hands, each focusing on a different area of her body.Three college boys, as good looking as any she'd ever seen. They'd chatted her up at a bar while her friends looked on, and to make them jealous she decided to take off with all of them. It wasn't until they were in the car on the way back that she had found out their names: Peter, the soccer player, lithe and toned; John, the football player, built and strong; and Jason, the basketball player, muscular, but with soft hands. In the car they'd made small talk, while the sexual tension had built up around them. They were painfully shy, but Caroline had become used to it. Most were when they first met her; a 5. 8" brunette with shoulder length hair, 34CC breasts, and legs to die for. Back at Peter's house she had stood in the middle of the living room and said, "So are you guys going to touch me or not?""How about it boys? Do you all want to fuck
Caroline woke up around mid afternoon. The good thing about being an X- tress was that the hours were flexible; you could do as many as you wanted, or as little as you liked. As long as the agency got a cut they didn't care. Yawning, she stretched out and decided to take a shower.She closed the shower door. "On, normal," She said out loud, and water washed over her from various directions. Thanks to the income from x-ting she had managed to get a customised shower that could spray water from almost any conceivable direction. You could also set voice commands for anything that you wanted. Caroline closed her eyes and let the shower do it's work, the water massaging her tired muscles and refreshing her. Inevitably her thoughts turned towards work again.How long could she keep doing porn for? Viewers didn't discriminate against porn x-tresses and neither did studios, in fact, some porn x-tresses who had made the transition found that they became more popular because it became easier f
After what seemed like an eternity he decided to move further down her body. She kicked the dress off with her legs as his tongue left a trail over her stomach and down towards her crotch. He paused with his mouth over her, and she felt his warm breath tickle her already flushed velvet lips. When his tongue pressed onto her Caroline couldn't control herself any longer, and let her sexual tension dissolve while he pushed his tongue into the cleft of her labia and played with her protruding clitoris.Joe eased a finger into her pussy, and felt her muscles contract as her orgasms over-lapped and overcame her. She gasped and moaned as his combined ministrations prolonged her pleasure, hundreds of pent up orgasms from unsatisfying virtual experiences merging in that one moment. Eventually she couldn't take it anymore and pushed his head away. "I need a break," She panted. "Please, stop for a moment."Joe looked surprised. "I thought I hardly touched you?""Trust me, it was enough." She l