Chapter 4: Multivariate Analysis
That Monday she took her third tape over to the professor. As she walked over, she began to wonder what her next assignment could be. She was enjoying this far more than she had enjoyed other "extra credit" she had earned. Usually servicing a professor for a good grade was not very interesting. The were just "wham-Bam-thank-you-ma'am" kind of encounters. Here she was having more orgasms than usual. And the excitement of performing for the professor was something she never expected. She wondered, only briefly, why it was so arousing. Chalking it up to the newness and the "riskiness" of it, she knocked at his door and entered at his beckoning.
"I've got my third assignment, did you review my second one?" She said with a knowing smile and just a little bit too much enthusiasm. He nearly laughed out loud.
"I did and I loved it. I can see why you wanted to ... expand upon that topic, shall we say." Laughing as he took the new video from her hand. "Are you ready for your fourth and last assignment for me?" Her nod kept him talking. "In this assignment I want you to bring me at least one hour of sexually explicit tape, featuring you of course. The only restriction is that it must contain at least 3 new sexual acts that aren't represented on the current tapes. As always, I want to be able to see your face, and you need to cum during each act. At the beginning of the tape, I want you to explain which acts to look for, and why you chose them. The reason must have to do with your own sexual desires, not simply 'because I thought of it and I needed one.' As before, multiple encounters can be used to fulfill the requirement. Indeed they may be necessary. Your grade will be based, in part, on your creativity in this endeavor. You have shown some nice creativity so far, and I expect that if you let yourself get into it, pardon the pun, you will do a super last assignment."
"Can I use any partner I want?" She was thinking about BJ-boy and so wanting to repeat the sex of that encounter.
"Well, I suppose that's fine this time." She was thrilled at the prospect of doing it more with him. "Obviously he excites you a lot."
She turned to leave, "oh, when is it due?"
"How long do you think you will need?"
Startled by the question she hesitated "I guess a week, but can I ask for an extension?"
"Sure, but no more than two weeks."
"It shouldn't take that long, it sounds like a fun assignment." She left, pulling his door closed behind her. As she walked back across campus, she began to think about new positions she could try. She realized that this might be a little harder than she at first thought. Because, really, what was left? Oh, she guessed that missionary would work, after all, it wasn't represented anywhere in the tapes. But, it might be hard for him to see her, and it might be hard to come up with a justification. It quickly became clear to her that she was going to have to produce an even raunchier tape than she had ever imagined. The thought scared her, and at the same time excited her. What could she do? What would get her a good grade?
She got back to her room and began to think about what she wanted on the tape. As she thought, her mind wondered to the encounter with BJ-boy. God he had been so great. She could just video sex with him and see what would happen. Her first thoughts were things she could do, active things. The problem was that in some way, they were all represented on previous tapes. A fleeting thought of girl on girl stuff came to mind, but she really wasn't into that, and the professor had been specific about having some desire. Mostly her desire was to get BJ-boy back in her bed. As she pondered the idea, she began to feel a warm tickle in her pussy. She reached down and slid her pants off and began to stroke her clit while daydreaming about taping really nasty sex with BJ boy. She reviewed all the exciting things she had done with him the first time: the way he licked her pussy and sucked her tits, the way he met her every thrust. Oh how she wanted him again, she wanted to just give herself over to him and let me take her any way he wanted. She came as she realized that was how she would complete this last assignment: she would tell him she was his, to do as he pleased, to take as he wanted. She would give him anything and everything. She was now relying totally on his creativity. She hoped that wouldn't hurt her grade, but knew the show would be spectacular.
As the weekend approached she got technical: how to set the camera up and the introduction to the tape. The camera set up was kinda crucial and after a while, she decided that the idea would be to have two cameras. By combining the computer and a regular video camera, she could cover the whole room. The bed, in particular, was viewed from both the head and foot. She might have to edit a little, but she had gotten pretty good at all that over the last three assignments.
Next she sat down to produce the introduction. She decided it would be best to be dressed in a sexy outfit that she would wear to the bar on Friday night. No panties or bra. She sat on the bed, with her legs crossed and began to talk.
"Tonight, I will go and seduce the man I sucked off in the second tape. What you can't see on the second tape is that after the blow job, we had some terrific sex. He licked and sucked my pussy and I came so hard that I thought I would explode." She couldn't believe how hot she was telling all the to the prof, she wanted to masturbate, but decided not to. "I thought very carefully about what kinds of exciting things I could do on this tape. I decided that I would let my lover decide – I wish I knew his name, but somehow it's more arousing that I don't. I know that may seem like a cop out, but I intend to tell him to take me and use my body any way he wants. I'll do anything he asks. If this doesn't produce the tape I want, I'll come up with another plan and an additional introduction, but I think the tape you are about to see will be the hottest thing you have ever seen." Her pussy was practically dripping as she said it.
She left for the bar dressed the same way she had taped the introduction. The cameras were set and she was so hot she could fuck all night long. She went back to the bar she had found him in the first night. As she stepped into the bar, her heart was beating so fast she felt lightheaded. She hoped that he would be here, she needed him to be here. Not just for the assignment, but because she desperately wanted to fuck him, to be fucked by him, to be taken.
She scanned the bar, heart beating faster with each minute she didn't see him. And then she saw him. He was sitting alone, perhaps waiting for someone. She looked at him and then he saw her. She hadn't felt this giddy since she was a freshman in high school. As their eyes met, she held her breath: what if he had someone else, what if he didn't want to see her anymore. And then a smile broke his face. Not a boyish smile nor a leer, but a knowing, caring smile that signaled acceptance. She carefully, slowly, walked over to him.
"I haven't seen you around." He said before she could even guess what to say. "I'm sorry I left the other night, I had to be up early the next morning, and I didn't want to wake you, you were so tired." Oh my god, she thought, he was apologizing for leaving, perhaps he thought she was mad.
"It's OK" she said, with her brightest smile, "I was disappointed..."
