Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: EB And The Professor (MF, no sex) [1/2]
Date: 13 Oct 1995 21:53:09 GMT

			 EB And The Professor
			     Chapter One

	It was just another Monday, as the professor walked into the
classroom. The test scheduled for today was an important one for the
students, but to the teacher it was just another day. Professor Mac,
as he was called by the students, sometimes enjoyed test days better
than regular ones however. Since the course in human sexuality was one
of the more popular ones on campus, it was always full.

	But from Mac's point of view, it was the young women who made
the class enjoyable. He loved sex, whether it was talking about it,
watching it, doing it, reading about it, or teaching it. There were
often students in the class who knew nothing, young women who had
never been allowed to say the word `sex' aloud without getting in
trouble. He loved watching them squirm when he talked in his animated
way about "the penis is inserted into the vagina with the natural
lubrication available from the walls of the vagina or when aided by
some externally applied creams or jellies." He really couldn't talk
about the cock and the pussy, although he really felt that would more
natural for these kids. He never said penis when he was a kid and
played "I'll show you if you show me" with Sally from down the street.

	Mac moved to the front of the tiered lecture hall and removed
the test papers from his briefcase. He looked up at the room full of
expectant faces, and realized that he especially liked test days
because he would have more time to look up the dresses of the girls as
they bent over their exams in concentration. They seldom looked up to
see that he was bending or moving to try to get the right angle to get
a good squirrel shot. Mac really didn't care for girls who wore shorts
to class. He was not really into legs as much as into pussies.
Noticing that several of the girls were wearing skirts today, Mac
began to pass out the tests and called out the instructions. He
reminded them to do their own work, that exams were by definition a
mental masturbation and hence mutual masturbation and group activities
were not allowed during this hour although what they did at night was
up to them. Mac liked his little joke, and a few of the class tittered
about it, but some frowned. One girl in particular looked at Mac and
he could see some sort of fire light up in her eyes. Interestingly
enough, she was one of the ones wearing a fairly full skirt and he
made a mental note of where she was sitting so he could watch her
during the test.

	When he had finished distributing the tests, Mac told the
students that they could begin, and he began to pace slowly across the
front of the room, checking out the girls who had on skirts. He only
half interestedly kept an eye out for cheating. He noticed one girl
sitting in a blue skirt that almost came to her knees as she sat with
her legs slightly apart. He stepped in front of her and up one tier to
get a better angle and was rewarded with a good angle of view up her
dress and between her legs. She didn't quite have her legs open enough
for Mac to see anything except where her thighs came together, but it
was early in the exam yet; she'd relax her legs and they would open up
as she concentrated more and more on her test. Mac moved slowly up the
tiers, crossed over a couple of rows of desks and started back down.

	As he passed the girl who had had fire in her eyes earlier at
his masturbation joke, Mac noticed her name from the top of the test,
"E. Beaver". Mac remembered noticing the name on the rolls when the
semester started, but had been even more intrigued when he learned
that everyone called her `Eager' or `Eager Beaver', referring to her
enthusiasm for her studies he assumed. He didn't remember what the E
might really stand for. He thought the name was probably a lot of
grief for the pretty young girl since `beaver' was a common slang word
which meant both a female person and a female's genitals.

	Mac reached the bottom of the tiers and turned to face the
class again and realized with a start that Eager had crossed her legs
in the figure four or very open way that boys usually use and girls
seldom use. He moved to his left a half step to improve the angle, and
as he got into perfect alignment, Eager reached down under the desk
top. She pulled the side of her skirt up better than halfway up her
thigh, and scratched an itch lazily. Mac almost gasped aloud for the
action allowed plenty of light to filter through and illuminate her
crotch which was visible through the opening beneath her crossed leg.
Mac could see a tremendous amount of skin, and strained to see her
panties, wondering what color they would be. He couldn't tell what
color panties she was wearing although he felt he should be seeing
directly to her triangle. "Perhaps they are a tan or beige color and
hence flesh like. Her hair color is dark enough that I should be able
to see pussy hair if she isn't wearing any panties," he thought. The
area was open to enough light that if she had been wearing black or a
bright color or even white, then he should have been able to see a
panty triangle.

	He stood still until she stopped scratching and returned her
hand to the desk top. To his great joy, she made no effort to pull her
skirt down from where it had risen while she scratched. She lifted her
head, so Mac looked her in the eyes for a second, seeing something
unusual, but not knowing exactly what. Then he looked away to check on
the remainder of the class. No one seemed to be cheating and he could
see no better prospect for pussy peeking so he didn't walk anymore. In
a few seconds, he returned his gaze to Eager, and she once again was
staring at her paper. This time, the amazing thing that happened was
that as Mac watched closely, she inserted her hand past an open button
in her blouse and in a half scratch, and half caress, grasped her un-
confined tit. Then she gave the nipple a tweak and removed her hand.
Mac felt his heart rate rise. He wished that he had felt his cock
rise, but Mac had found that although he never had a problem getting a
hard-on as a result of direct sexual action or even porno movies and
books and sometimes sexy conversation, he had not had much of an
inclination to get a hard-on with simple squirrel shots or even in
strip joints or topless bars. There had been times when he was getting
a good shot up a woman's dress and she had been looking back at him
when he had really wanted to have a hard-on or at least part of one so
that he could show her a bulge in his crotch.

	Eager uncrossed her legs and allowed them to spread slowly
apart. Her short legs didn't press her knees up much to allow much of
a view in the uncrossed position, but the action didn't cause her
skirt to fall back down. Mac started to fantasize about doing
something with her. He had always want to do something with one or
maybe more of the young girls in his class, but had not had any of
them offer anything. He wasn't about to make the first move and risk
his job, but he wondered what he would do if one offered to suck him
off for an `A' or to fuck him or to let him suck her. Or maybe to show
him her pussy and finger-fuck herself while he watched and jacked off
in return for a little better break on the curve.

	But it hadn't happened yet, so he'd decided he'd cross that
crack when he came on it, or whatever the saying was.

	Eager seemed unaware that he was watching her so intently.
Indeed, she seemed unaware that anyone might be looking at her. She
placed her hand in her lap, and Mac was dismayed that the action
forced her skirt to press down between her legs to hide her crotch.
Then he watched in amazement as Eager began to move her hand in her
lap. He realized suddenly that she was either scratching an itch in
her pussy or was slowly and gently playing with herself. Although Mac
barely noticed, Eager looked to her left and read the answer that the
student sitting next to her had just written. She returned her gaze to
her paper, and lifted her pussy playing hand from her lap and placed
her hand to her lips. She rubbed the underside of her nose gently with
her index finger and Mac thought, "I'll bet she is smelling her finger
to see if she can smell her pussy where she was playing with it."

	Eager then reached down and tugged at her skirt and squirmed
in the seat, pulling her skirt about half way up her thighs on both
sides, and then she turned slightly in the seat and pulled her left
leg up, putting her left foot with her in the seat and raising her
left knee high in the air. She wrapped her left arm around the knee
and leaned her head on her knee and began to write on her test. Mac
almost exclaimed aloud. He stepped to his right and almost fell off
the tier. From his new vantage point, Mac could see up Eager's dress
completely. He realized that she had no panties on and with an
unbelievable rush, realized that the reason that he had not seen her
pussy hair earlier was because Eager had a completely smooth pussy.
Every hair had been lovingly removed to leave behind a soft, silky
mons punctuated by the slit of her cunt. Eager seemed not to notice
that her pussy was now so visible, and she turned her head to the
right and began to read the test of the student to her right.

	As she read, she dropped her left arm from around her leg and
her hand found its way around the outside of her thigh and she touched
her pussy gently with her fingers. Working her fingers back and forth,
she pried apart the labia, and Mac could see the gleam of reflected
light from the moisture which was trapped in her slit.

	Suddenly, Mac realized that he had been staring at her
beautify pussy for a long time and that he was practically holding his
breath. Quickly he looked around and fortunately no one seemed to be
looking at him. When he returned his gaze to Eager, he noticed that
she was reading the paper of the student to her right, and still
playing with her pussy. She wasn't quite fingerfucking herself, rather
she was just sort of stroking her labia, and even seemed to be
ignoring her clit. Mac couldn't decide what to do about her obvious
cheating. He couldn't allow her to do that, for while his ethics
allowed him to fuck around on his wife, they did not allow for
cheating. Yet, she was showing him the prettiest pussy that he had
seen since he was fourteen, and the events were practically everything
that he had been dreaming of. He realized too that he did in fact have
a partial hard-on, caused mainly from watching her play with her
pussy. Mac crossed to the desk, removed a piece of paper from his
briefcase, and wrote a note to Miss Beaver.

	"Dear Miss Beaver:" it began. "Please stay after the exam as I
must have a serious discussion with you." Mac hesitated, then signed
the note, "Prof. McBride". He folded it once and wrote "E. Beaver" on
the outside. He looked up just as Eager took her leg down from the
chair and his potential for a good view went away. Mac waited until
there were only ten minutes left in the exam period, and then he
walked up to Eager's desk and laid the note on the edge of the desk.
Then he return to the front of the room and waited. He wondered why he
had gotten no more shots up any dresses. Then he decided that after
seeing Eager's hairless pussy, any other shot would have seemed dull
and perhaps he just hadn't noticed.

	Finally the bell rang, and all the students were up like a
shot. They passed in front of Mac and handed him their papers. Mac
fancied that one girl had sort of winked at him, but all that he could
think about was Eager still sitting in her desk.

	When everyone else had left, Mac stepped up on tier and
stopped in the spot where he had been standing when she was playing
with her pussy. "I'm afraid that you have a problem, Miss Beaver," he
began. "You see, I saw you looking on other peoples papers during the
test."

	"Oh!" said Eager. "But I wasn't cheating. I had already
answered the question and was just curious what Mark had to say on
that question. You can look at Mark's paper. You can see that none of
my answers are like his. I also looked over here to the right to
Dave's paper, but none of my answers are like his either."

	"Then why were you reading them? You were taking a chance on
getting thrown out of the class," Mac responded.

	"I get so turned on in this class," she replied. "I love to
read what people write about their sex lives."

	"Oh, that must have been question one about when people
thought it was okay to have sex for the first time," Mac offered.

	"Yeah. Mark said that he thought it would be okay to fuck when
you are in love, whether you are married or not. Dave thought that you
wanted to know age to fuck, so he answered that he didn't think
eighteen was necessary that the age to allow fucking should be about
fifteen." She looked pensive. "I figured you wanted some good shit, so
I said any fuck without permission is bad, all of the rest are okay,
regardless of age, marriage status, or level of emotional attachment."

	"You really believe that?" asked Mac.

	"Sure, don't you?" she asked in return.

	"Well, sorta, I guess," Mac said. "But it really is a little
more complicated than that. But back to the point, what are we going
to do about this looking at other peoples papers? I suspect other
people saw you too."

	"Well, fuck `em if they can't take a joke," she snapped.
"Anyway, I wasn't cheating, and if you'll read the tests, then you'll
see. Besides, I love getting turned on in this class cause I don't
have a class next hour, and I often go jack-off cause I'm so turned
on, and reading this shit from other people turns me on."

	"Who are you going to jack-off?" Mac asked.

	"Myself, unless you want to do it for me to help you forget
that you are worried about nothing." Eager smiled coyly as she said
the last part.

	"I thought the term `jack-off' referred to what guys do," Mac
said.

	"It does," she replied. "But some of my girlfriends and I
decided that the terms works pretty well for us too, and is easier to
say than `fingerfuck myself till I cum'."

	"Um, okay," Mac said. "Wait! What did you say about my helping
you?"

	"I just thought," she said, "that you are such a sexy guy and
all and perhaps you'd like to help me get off. You contributed a lot
to getting me horny, talking about the `techniques of oral sex' and
all like you do."

	"I shouldn't do anything with you," Mac said, but his cock
gave him away and performed as he had always dreamed.

	As the image of touching that smooth pussy and feeling the
soft skin of her inner labia floated across his mind, his hard-on
returned with a definite bulge for Eager to notice.

	And she did notice. She rose from the desk, and faced Mac. She
was so short that they stood eye to eye and she was up two tiers.

	"I can tell that your body is interested," she said with a sly
grin. "Come on, I owe it to you so that you can quit worrying about my
looking at other people's papers."

	She came down the tiers and stood next to Mac. She reached out
her hand and touched his hard-on through his pants. Mac felt his cock
give an answering jump at the heat of her touch. Mac knew he was going
to give in.

	"Let's go to your office," she said as she rubbed the front of
his pants.

	Mac walked slowly backwards toward the desk. Finally he bumped
in it, almost falling over backwards. Eager giggled but continued to
stroke his cock. Mac closed the exam papers into his briefcase and
locked the case's locks. Then he and Eager left the classroom. Eager
finally removed her hand from his cock as they went out the door.

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: EB And The Professor (MF, oral, cons) [2/2]
Date: 13 Oct 1995 21:54:06 GMT

			 EB And The Professor
			     Chapter Two

	Professor Mac and Eager moved along the corridor after leaving
the classroom. Mac's head was pounding and so was his cock. The idea
that the sweet young thing was going to his office with him with the
intention of something sexual was incredible. Mac could feel his cock
pressing against the front of his pants trying to rise to point the
way. For once, he wished that it would wait; he didn't want any of the
other faculty to notice.

	Eager was smiling as she imagined how Professor Mac was going
to look on his knees, tongue inserted in her wet and hot pussy. Then
she smiled even more as she imagined how it was going to feel. She
hoped that he wasn't one of those old farts that didn't eat pussy. If
he was, then she was really going to be pissed. She loved having a
tongue rolling around in and on her pussy and sometimes preferred it
to fucking. She kept her pussy shaved for just that reason and now she
expected Professor McBride to give her a new thrill. She'd made it
with other guys before, but never with a really older man. Not that
Professor Mac was all that old, but she was so young, and he was,
well, middle aged. She guess that he was in his late thirties to early
forties. Glancing at his salt and pepper hair, she thought, "At least
he's not bald." Then correcting herself she thought, "But I'd do it
with him anyway even if he was `cause I have a bald pussy and I've
never done a college professor before."

	The hard-on in Mac's pants was trying to creep around to the
side so that it could stick up instead of being held down by his
pants. Mac wore loose boxer underwear, not because he was "middle-
aged" but so that his hard-ons would show instead of being held down
by `briefs'. He also found them cooler and they let his dick plop
around which he could feel sometimes when he walked. Mac was not a
`hanger' but was a `grower'. At least that is what one of his
girlfriends had told him. She had said that a `hanger' was a guy whose
cock hung big but didn't grow much when he got a hard-on. She had said
that a `grower' was a guy that had a little dick until he got a hard-
on and then it `grew' to be as big as the `hanger' on hard. Mac wasn't
sure which was better but his honey had seemed satisfied that his was
big enough for her. Mac had never really been ashamed of his cock with
a woman for it was usually hard and big enough. In the shower at
physical education in school, it had seemed tiny though and he
sometimes was unsure of whether he should be ashamed or not until he
had had the `hanger' and `grower' explanation. Occasionally, he wished
that he were more of a hanger. Today, he wished he'd worn jockey
shorts to hold his hard-on down.

	Just as that thought passed through his mind, Mrs. Sug and one
of her students came around the corner and began walking toward Eager
and Mac. Mac tried to figure out how to hide his bulging crotch.

	But they passed by without seeming to notice. Mac thought he
saw Mrs. Sug glance down but if so it was so fleeting as to make him
unsure whether he saw it or not.

	Finally, they reached Mac's office and Mac unlocked and opened
the door. Stepping back to let Eager enter first, Mac switched on the
light. The office was typical for a minor professor in a small
college, piled high with papers, folders, and books, it held only a
desk and two chairs, one on each side of the desk. Mac closed the door
behind them and turned and locked it. Then turning back, he set his
briefcase down next to the desk, removed his coat and laid it on the
top of a pile of books. He looked at Eager and smiled.

	"Well, what now?' asked Mac almost innocently. He looked down
at the front of Eager's skirt and imagined the shaven pussy just
behind the cloth.

	"I think that you should study this closely," said Eager, and
she lifted the front of her skirt to her waist. The smooth skin of her
lower abdomen was unbroken by marks or other features until the
vertical slit of her pussy split the pudendum like parted shell of a
pistachio nut. Mac felt as if the woman before him had suddenly
changed into a little twelve year old girl. Beads of sweat broke out
on his brow and his breathing became a little heavier and more ragged.
Eager backed up to Mac's desk and sat up on the desk, still holding
her skirt up to her waist. Mac moved closer and slid into his chair,
his eyes glued to her crotch. She smiled and lifted and spread her
legs. Her labia opened and some wetness glistened on her labia as the
light struck the flushed tissues of her minor lips.

	Mac was mesmerized as he slowly leaned forward. Now no words
were spoken, but both knew that he was going to suck her pussy. Mac's
eyes were glazed, and Eager's pussy was getting really wet in
anticipation. Mac placed his hands under the smooth thighs that were
spread so invitingly, and leaned forward. Her cunt was only a couple
of inches from his face. He could smell her pussy now, but it was a
sweet and pleasant smell, not an unclean or harsh one. He parted his
lips and opened his mouth and the last couple of inches passed and he
placed a puckered kiss on her puffy labia. Then his tongue snaked out
to intrude between the wet labia minora and he drew the tip up her
slit and across Eager's erect clit.

	Eager wasn't used to having guys press their tongue
immediately into her pussy like that. Usually they were reluctant or
more cautious anyway and needed to work up to actually dipping their
tongue in.

	As a result of the surprise, an intense sensation shot from
her clit as Mac's tongue passed it. She thought for a second she was
going to come from that immediate sensation. She let out a sigh and
quit holding her skirt up with her hand. Instead, she raised her hand
to her tit and began to massage her nipple through the shirt.

	As usual, she wore no bra. The other hand she placed on the
table top to keep from falling over backward. Meanwhile, back down
below, Mac was really enjoying the taste and feel of Eager's shaven
pussy. He was smearing his saliva and her pussy wetness all over his
lips and nose and then rubbing his face over her smooth mons, lapping
with his tongue as the did so. They were very slippery surfaces now as
the combination of spit and pussy juice did their job. Mac stuck his
nose as far into Eager's vagina as it would go and the ran it up her
slit and across her clit. The end of his nose almost felt like a small
cock. Eager could feel the sensations bouncing around in her body and
building toward a quick climax. She could tell that her body responded
to Professor Mac in a special way and that it was more sensitive to
his touch than it often was to others.

	Mac place his lips on her clit and sucked gently on it. He
nibbled on her clit and raked his teeth gently across the tip. Sucking
her labia into his puckered lips next to her clit, he flicked the tip
of his tongue rapidly back and forth over the clit and labia. The
combined pressure and rapid movement were enough to push Eager over
the top for an orgasm that had taken less than five minutes to create.

	Mac lifted his head and looked up at Eager's face. The pussy
juice was dripping off of his chin and he smiled up at her.

	"That was pretty good pussy sucking for an old man," said
Eager. "Now let's see how good your cock is."

	Mac stood up and Eager reached across her spread legs and
unbuckled his belt. Unbuttoning the waistband of his pants, she
pulled the zipper down. Then, she pulled his pants and underpants down
together, and they fell in a heap around his ankles. His cock jutted
up and out from his groin and a drop of pre-come glistened on his
prick. Eager grasped his dick with her left hand and stroked it
gently.

	While it wasn't an especially large cock, it filled her hand
nicely. Mac's cock was nice and hard to Eager's touch. His
circumcision had been done fairly well and the skin on his shaft
showed some veins. His prick was a nice reddish pink, not the deep
purple of some she'd seen.

	After giving the cock a couple of more strokes, Eager pulled
it towards her pussy and Mac leaned forward. Eager guided the tip of
the cock into her very wet vagina and sighed as it began to fill her
hole. Mac pressed slowly forward, enjoying the pleasure of initial
insertion into the tight hot hole of this young woman.

	When he had inserted as much as he could into her cunt, Mac
pulled back just as slowly. He pulled it all the way out, and then
without the need for a guiding hand, reinserted it. Eager gasped as it
left her pussy, feeling deserted and empty, and then gasped again as
the cock was immediately reinserted. Eager decided that Mac knew
something about fucking after all. She had had this withdrawal and
teasing technique used on her before with great success.

	Mac began to take long and slow strokes with his cock. On each
stroke, Eager's labia pulled against her clit, and the friction of the
cock on her vagina wall added to the pleasure she felt. Eager could
tell that even though she had just had a quick orgasm, she was rapidly
heading for another. Mac reached up and began to massage Eager breasts
with both hands. Eager looked up and realized that she had been sucked
off, and was now fucking like crazy and Mac hadn't even kissed her
yet. She lifted her head and placed her arms around Mac's neck and
pulled his face to hers. She licked up from his chin, tasting her
pussy juices from his face, and planted her lips on his. She thrust
her tongue into Mac's mouth almost in rhythm with the thrusts of Mac's
cock in her cunt.

	For several minutes they kissed and sucked each other's
tongues as Mac's slow thrusts drove his cock deeply into her smooth
pussy. Mac's mind was whirling with the sensations caused by this
young woman. He was aware of the pressure of her nipples on his palms
as he massaged her tits. She was alternatively clamping down and
releasing the pressure on his cock as it move in and out in her
vagina. Mac could still smell and taste her sweet pussy smells from
where he had sucked her off. He gave himself up to the sensations and
began to stroke her faster. Every nerve in his cock seemed to be aware
of the feel of pussy.

	Finally, Mac could feel his climax building and the imagined
swirl of come in his nuts. His stroke increased even more and his
breathing came faster and faster. Eager could tell that he was
approaching orgasm and the knowledge drove he toward her own. She
wanted to feel the spurt of his come in her cunt and the contractions
and jerks of his cock as he came. She knew that if he would just have
a really good shaking orgasm, then she would come too just from the
association.

	"Come in my cunt," breathed Eager into Mac's ear as the tempo
of his strokes increased even further. Almost as if in response to her
command, Mac's cock began to twitch and a load of come shot into her.
Mac's cock contracted and expanded with the waves of the orgasm.
Eager's climax was only a second behind, coming on the waves of his.

	"Oh, I'm cumming too," she crooned softly as the rush of the
sensations rose up her spine and spread warmth over her entire body.
She gave a couple of final snaps of her hips and kissed Mac hard on
the lips.

	Mac stayed inserted in her cunt until cock began to get soft,
kissing her face and lips all the while. Then, when his cock began to
wilt, he pulled back and let his limp cock slip out. Slowly his
breathing returned to normal. He looked down at Eager's smooth pussy
and wished he could will his cock instantly hard again. The sight of
her open labia, with her inner lips so wet with pussy juice and come,
was going to be an image that he would remember for future jack-off
sessions.

	Eager sat up and smiled at Mac. She looked down at his
dripping cock, still slick with her pussy juices. A bubble of come was
oozing from the tip as she watched. Pulling her legs together, she
hopped up from the desk top and knelt in front of Mac. She took his
limp cock in her right hand between the thumb and first finger and
lifted it to look the drop of come in the eye. Then she leaned forward
and licked the drop of come off before it fell. She tasted the
slightly salty taste of his come but was amused to note that it was
not at all bitter like some she'd tasted. Puckering up her mouth, she
leaned forward and slowly slid his cock into her mouth. Now she could
taste her own pussy juices mixed with his come. Working her face back
and forth slowly, she sucked gently on his cock. She swirled her
tongue around the glans as her head was back and pressed it against
the underside of the shaft when her head was forward. Even this
quickly after his orgasm, she felt a small jerk in Mac's cock as it
attempted to respond to this new sensation.

	Mac looked down in amazement and excitement at the beautiful
woman kneeling in front of him. His semi-flaccid cock sliding in and
out of her mouth. He had always liked to be with a woman who would
suck him after he fucked her, but he had not often found them.
Usually, they wanted to wash him off first, but that ruined it. He
always felt that if she wanted him to suck her pussy, then she should
be willing to get some pussy juice in her mouth too. Of course, one
had told him that the counterpoint was that he had to be willing to
kiss her after she had sucked him off and still had come in her mouth
and on her lips. At first, he had not been able to handle that,
thinking it unmanly to get come on his lips, even if it was his own.
Then finally, in a need to see what it was like, he had jacked off
into his hand and had put his fingertip into the come and then into
his mouth. He hadn't really liked it, but it hadn't made him sick. The
next time she sucked him off, he kissed her deeply and hadn't even
tasted the come. So she had been impressed. Now, Mac was impressed
with Eager, sucking his cock so, well, eagerly.

	Eager was impressed with how quickly his cock was responding
for an older man. She thought that only young boys responded this
quickly after fucking. She moved her head a little faster, and
applied a little more pressure. His cock gave a responding twitch and
grew harder. Eager could her pussy beginning to re- wet itself, and
then she felt a wad of his come ooze out of her cunt and drop away.
Later she would see it on his floor. For now, she was unconcerned
about the destination of the old come. She was only interested in the
new come that she wanted to draw from his balls. This turned her
attention to his nuts, and she withdrew her mouth from around his cock
and lifted it out of the way. Then she leaned forward and tickled his
balls with her tongue extended as far as she could. She stroked gently
on his cock with her hand. Then she opened her mouth and sucked one of
his nuts completely into her mouth. Mac had opened his legs slightly
to try to give her better access to his balls. He loved to have his
balls played with.

	Just then the phone rang. Mac opened his eyes where he had
closed them to enjoy the sensations of Eager's lips and tongue. He
tried to pull away, although he could reach the phone without moving
away. However, Eager had a good grip on one of his nuts with her
teeth, yet not in a painful way. The phone rang again. Mac was afraid
not to answer it, yet he wasn't sure that he could talk with Eager
attached to his crotch at the lips. The phone rang a third time. This
time Eager gestured toward the phone as if to say, "Answer it, you
dummy," although she was too well mannered to try to talk with her
mouth full.

	"Hello," Mac answered.

	"Hi, honey," said Mac's wife. "I just wondered if you had any
idea what time you'd get home and what you'd like to have to eat."

	"Well, no, I am in the middle of a conference with a student
and I don't know how long I might be," he answered. With this Eager
held up her two hands as if to gauge the length of his cock. Mac
almost burst out laughing, but he swallowed his mirth and it came out
as a sort of bark.

	"Are you okay? You sounded like you choked?" asked his wife.

	"I'm fine. I just tried to sneeze," he answered. Eager resumed
sucking on his cock now. He watched her head sliding slowly back and
forth on his cock.

	"Well, I am going over to the new neighbor's house and chat
with her a little bit. You come on over when you get home. Okay?" She
didn't sound as if she had any idea that there was anything going on.
Just then, Eager pulled a little too far back on Mac's cock, and she
made a slurping, sucking sound. "What did you say, dear?" asked his
wife.

	"Nothing. That's fine, you go on over there and I'll see you
after if I finish here. Goodbye." He listened to her final comments
and then hung up the phone. He looked down at the wet lips on his
glistening cock, and remembered how his wife used to do this for him.
Of course, he used to eat her more often too, before she started to
get fat and not douche and smell bad. He did like the old joke that it
smelled like fish but tasted like chicken. However, if he could eat
one that didn't smell bad he really went crazy.

	Eager was so obviously enjoying herself, sucking his cock and
stroking it with her right hand. Then Mac noticed that her left hand
was down under her skirt and she was clearly fingering herself with
the left one.

	Mac himself was amazed that his cock was responding so well so
quickly. He often could come twice, but he usually need a little rest
and she had offered him none. He began to move his hips slightly in
counterpoint to her head movement; fucking her face gently. Eager
increased the tempo of her pussy hand and then increased the suction
with which she pulled at his insides via his urethra. The tension
built quickly now because Eager was so skilled at sucking his cock.
She seemed to sense exactly what pressure was needed and what rhythm
changes would increase his arousal.

	Now the pace was pretty fast and Mac could tell that he could
come in just a bit. He knew that he could come in her mouth because
she'd already licked the first come off of the tip when she started.
Almost suddenly, his come boiled out of his nuts and through his
prostate and shot out the end of his cock. His orgasm was thorough and
made his knees weak because it was so strong. At the gush of come,
Eager's orgasm began as well and she diddled her clit faster and felt
the wash of the waves of sensation run up her back and splash across
the roof of her head. The dash of come in her throat only added to the
pleasure.

	In a few moments that seemed like several minutes, the
climaxes were over and Eager sat back on her heels. Mac sat down in
the chair, not bothering to pull up his pants. Again his cock wilted
and became small, leaving a trail of post-orgasmic come across his
leg.

	"I know you need to go have dinner. I need to go study too,"
said Eager. She lifted her left hand and licked her pussy and come
mixture from her fingers. "Perhaps I will have to have several after
class conferences with you, Professor. After all, I would really like
to get this material committed to memory."

	"I want to do all that I can to help you," Mac said. "When
would you like to come again?" he asked without realizing the pun.
"Would you like to stop by after class on Wednesday? That would be a
good time for me," he said.

	"That's a wonderful idea," she answered as she rose and
smoothed out her skirt. "I will walk around with your come running
down my leg until it almost shows, and then I will go to the ladies'
room and clean my pussy. Bye."

	She opened the door and tucked her books under her arm. She
stepped out into the hall and shut the door behind her. Mac sat a
moment longer and then grabbed a kleenex tissue off of his bookshelf
and wiped his cock. He pulled up his pants and headed home, locking
his office door behind him. On his way home, he visualized how sweet
Eager looked lying back with her hairless pussy in his mouth, and he
remembered how it tasted. By the time he got home he was half hard
again.