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Professor's Aid
by Mikk (beachbumct@mailcity.com)
***
A young wife loses her "marriage virginity" to her boss
while exploring her sexuality. All with the
encouragement of her husband who gets his wildest
fantasy fulfilled. (MMF, reluc, wife-sharing, voy)
***
My wife Rose had gone back to school to finish her
degree and was pretty excited that after just
completing a couple classes, the department-chair
professor had hired her as an aid in his department.
All it took was for Him to show a little confidence in
her ability, and she was more than willing to help out
in any way she could.
I had encouraged her to finish as a way to get back out
into the working world after having two kids and being
away from the adult world, and I thought she could use
the stimulation and self confidence that it would bring
back. Now at 28, and since the kids were already in
school, and I work nearby with a cell if anything
arose, there was no problem.
She never really lost her shape and working quickly got
her creative juices flowing. It also increased her sex
drive exponentially being around intelligent and
attractive people. I was the beneficiary of it and
although it was fine as it was, sex had regained some
fire.
I had always kidded her about flirting and dressing
sexily, and even had admitted to having a fantasy about
her fucking another guy or maybe even two at the same
time. She thought I was silly, that "I was the only one
she needed" but still never seemed to hate the idea.
Over time I planted seeds to maintain that thought in
her head.
I bought her tighter fitting and revealing clothes, and
even suggested her wearing them to work. To my
surprise, she eventually did. I would always ask how
her day went, and would let her know how arousing it
was if she flirted or had someone hit on her. Again,
her stories became more frequent, getting hotter. No
matter where she started them, we always finished them
up in bed.
One night I asked her if her professor turned her on.
She blushed, and proceeded to tell me all sorts of his
attributes, about being shy, but never really answered
the question. The next day while getting ready for
work, hugged her from behind, lifting her tits, and
suggested wearing a pushup and showing more cleavage to
make her prof's eyes bug out although she doesn't
really need one at 38c.
"Just what I need, him staring at my boobs all day",
and laughed it off, but sure enough, the following
week, she was turning his eyes with just that outfit,
coupled with tight jeans and 3'heel boots. Many more
just like it followed. I surely didn't mind him, or
anyone else for that matter admiring her boobs.
I sent a couple "anonymous husband" emails thanking him
for "stimulating her", and suggesting a closer, more
"hands on" relationship. I never heard anything back,
but they seemed to get along better and better, and
soon she was doing all sorts of work for him, and
available almost on call, via her personal cell.
All this was fine with me, as I'd been planting hot
wife seeds and suggestions to encourage them all along.
Nothing changed in our relationship, in fact it got
hotter, the flirting stories, the dialog in bed. She
was getting much more confident in herself and it was
paying dividends all around.
As Christmas approached, it seemed they were going to
have a party, as the classes were getting ready to end
for the semester.
She had agreed to work one evening at the school to
help finish up a project, and had gotten ready
upstairs, and came down in her long coat. She was a
whirlwind, kissing me quickly on the cheek, and headed
out the door trailing the scent of her perfume behind.
"I shouldn't be too late, but maybe just in case we all
go out for a drink or pizza, or something, I'll call
and let you know." I wondered just what she had on
beneath that coat, as I could tell it wasn't her usual
jeans or slacks.
It was intriguing, hoping she was heading out to get
her tight little married cunt fucked, yet sort of
jealous thinking about it. It just wasn't her typical
work-wear fare. About two hours later, I got a call on
the phone that a few of them had indeed decided to
celebrate their end of the year, and she would be home
right after. "Don't worry, I'm in good hands." Click.
I was even getting a woody sitting there thinking about
it. I waited an half hour then rang the cell. There was
an answer followed by some fumbling, as if she'd
dropped the phone. It wasn't a loud background, but she
seemed somewhat distracted. It did sound as if she'd
had a couple glasses of wine though. "No, they'd all
stayed at the school, in a private lounge area rather
then heading out, and she'd be home in a while, bye."
Again dropped phone, but some muffled mumbling before
it went dead.
I called my sister to watch the kids as I had to go see
if my hopes had cum to pass. I made up a pretense about
having to run an errand, and would be back in an hour
or so, and headed off to the college to see if she was
indeed there. The school was only about ten minutes up
the road, and I covered that ground quickly in
anticipation of what I feared and hoped to see.
My heart began beating hard when I found her car, and
headed up the stairs towards the department, on the
fourth floor. The majority of the section was deserted,
but still dimly light as there was supposedly still was
work being done there. There was, and I was hoping to
see it first hand. I found the lab where she worked and
quietly entered. Seeing no one, but a light in the lab
office window I made my way over. The window blinds
were down, but around the frayed edges of the worn
blinds I could see
Rose sitting close on a couch with her professor. They
were holding glasses and Sandy was flushed, looking
like she'd had a little more then she should have or
intended to. She had her leg over his, and he had a
hand on the inside of her thigh. Her blouse, what
little of it was there, was almost completely open.
He looked like he was trying to convince her to lose
more of it, and apparently was succeeding. He leaned in
and kissed her, and little by little she began to kiss
back. He said something, and she reached in and pulled
her bra off from out of her sleeve, like I'd seen her
do before. He ran a hand over them and squeezed my
wife's tit.
She moaned and closed her eyes, as he began to nuzzle
and suck on them, gently biting her nipples to make
them erect. It really wasn't necessary as turned on as
she was, they were standing out pretty good.
Maybe she had intended to let him be content with her
tits, but then his hand slid up over the fleshy white
skin above her stockings and found their way to her
satin covered pussy. She seemed to struggle a bit, as
if some last vestiges of her marriage vows had forced
her to resist his forward advance.
He was persistent though and found his way around her
panties, getting bare hand on her most intimate parts.
She gasped when she felt his hand against her pussy,
rubbing her clit. With each stroke her resistance
dwindled just a bit, as she will turn into a slut when
you play her pussy after alcohol. When he slipped a
couple fingers into her she almost went off. She began
bucking her hips against his hand, and it was clear
she'd had an orgasm. With Rose, once she cums, she has
to be fucked, but her boss hadn't finished with her
yet. He slipped down to his knees and slipped off her
panties, as she raised her hips up.
Spreading her thighs, he began to lap at my wife's
pussy, making her moan. Her breathing was increasingly
rapid, and I could tell she was well on her way to
another orgasm. He was good though, alternating between
building her up, then teasing her to make her beg to
cum. I swallowed hard watching this man making my wife
beg for his tongue to finish her, and licking at her
pussy right there in front of me.
Only they didn't know they were putting on a show, and
fulfilling my darkest and most revered fantasy. How
many men have enjoyed this fantasy, or would admit it
if they did? And how many actually got to watch it
played out in vivid detail in front of them. The best
part in my mind was seeing them uninhibited, completely
in the dark about being voyeur during what he deemed a
conquest of my wife's virtues, and her submission to
his desires, as well as her own.
She came in with a shuddering orgasm, that shook her
clear through. Her professor stood and dropped his
pants, displaying an average 8" cock that seem ed
abnormally thick, much like a winter sausage, that
dangled in front of Rose's face, with just a hint of
pre-cum glistening on the tip. Looking up at him, and
without a word, she took him in her mouth, alternately
sucking and licking at it. As she did, he leaned down
and began to lap at her cunt again.
She became increasingly bold, and was almost deep-
throating his entire cock as he did. She was grunting
trying to hold his cock in her mouth while another wave
of orgasm shot through her, and began bucking her pussy
against his face, and digging her nails into him. He
was squeezing her ass to hold her tight until the wave
passed.
He stood again in front of her, but no dangle this
time. He was full erect and wet with her saliva. She
lay on the couch with her legs spread and wet pussy in
full view, breathing hard. "Fuck me!" she begged in a
husky voice, "C'mon, fuck me!" while rubbing her pussy.
"I've wanted to fuck you for, so long," he replied
equally breathless, "Fuck that sweet married pussy. Say
it for again, ask me again."
"Fuck my married pussy," she breathed. "I've never had
anybody else but my husband. Fuck my married pussy.
It's all yours."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She was as
wanton as the horniest slut, and I couldn't have been
more excited or proud. He got down and began to rub the
head against her pussy and clit, bringing her to yet
another mini orgasm, then began to plunge it into my
wife's pussy. First the head disappeared slowly into
her wet cunt lips, then he began to thrust it deeper
into her. A shudder went through Rose, as her eyes
closed and she licked her lips. He began slamming it
into her now, making her eyes open wide.
I couldn't hold myself back any longer, and pushed the
door open. His back was to me and never stopped, but
Rose saw me, and looked at me with raw animal lust in
her eyes. She knew she was beyond stopping even if she
could now. I unzipped my pants and took out my cock. I
was almost to the bursting point myself, but had to
have a piece of her pussy now too, even if it meant
after another man had first fucked her pink cunt. He
finally realized I was there, but my smile and
circumstances let him know in no uncertain terms she
was his to finish in.
I think it must be a really powerful aphrodisiac to
fuck another man's wife right in front of him, but he
seemed to really get off on it, and took pleasure in
making her moan and grunt as loud as he could,
thrusting it hard into her. He pulled out and pulled
her off the couch onto the carpet on her knees facing
me, and reentered her from behind without missing a
beat. What a sight!
She was looking at me and taking his cock, with each
thrust making her grunt loud. I couldn't resist her
open mouth and fed her my cock. She responded eagerly,
but it wasn't long until I blew my load into her mouth.
She did her best, but my cum ran out along the sides
and down her chin.
He grunted and began slamming hard, finally cumming
deep inside my wife's cunt. Even after cumming once, I
had to fuck Rose now, and her professor and I switched
sides. Her pussy was so incredibly wet and silky now,
unlike I'd ever felt it, with each stroke literally
sloshing. She was also stretched somewhat more then I
was used to and could hardly feel the walls of her
pussy. Didn't matter, as it was like heaven. He was
French-kissing her and milking her tits while I fucked
her.
Afterwards, we all finished the wine and I confessed I
always hoped to do that, and she confessed she did too,
but was afraid of my reaction. Now she had complete
confidence and admitted she enjoyed the flirting and
physical attractions too, not to mention the hot sex.
We all agreed her new position had led to what would be
many more new and interesting "positions" for her both
with her professor and me!
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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