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Happy Chicken

Happy Chicken

by naedcraving
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Happy Chicken

She was more daring than he was, more liable to try something dangerous and new, more likely to push her limits, but he would lovingly follow her into fire it seemed. She simply had that affect on Professor David Handler. When they got married, she wanted to celebrate their nuptials by jumping out of an airplane that was high above the ground. Why would a person do this? he asked just before he jumped.

He didn't like being on a six foot ladder, so heights aren't his favorite thing. When they made the jump the instructor assured him it was perfectly safe, but the warnings on the brochure didn't instill much confidence. They each jumped with an instructor strapped to them, so if they died he died, but that didn't keep him from being terrified.

He didn't think he had ever been so scared, except as a high school freshman when the seniors threatened to pants any guy who stumbled into the wrong restroom. He didn't know which ones were the right ones. He didn't pee at school the whole first year of high school. To be 'pantsed' meant to be secured on a four foot pole stuck up your pants leg so you could not get off without taking off your pants.

When they got on the ground after the jump, she could not stop smiling and he could not stop thanking God that they had survived.

Emily is a nudist, a rock climber, a runner, a biker, a diver, photographer, and the most free thinking person he had ever met. To say she is left of center is an incredible understatement, like saying Mother Theresa had a nice personality.

She believes in the U.S. Constitution, human rights, and she hasn't been to church since she was baptized at two weeks. She has strong feelings about integrity, philanthropy, religion, and sex. She values honesty above all, feels strongly about helping others, and believes sex should not the basis for a long-term relationship.

They met at a charity event she had helped plan. She was one of the organizers and a friend of his introduced them. "I have someone you should meet," he said, knowing the professor would be smitten.

She was not only one of the organizers of the event, she was also a knockout. With long blond hair, a great figure, and a smile that could tame a grizzly, she was a woman you don't soon forget or ignore.

She thinks everyone should have sex at least once a day, even if it is only with yourself. She is not choosy whether it is with a man or a woman. She adores any kind of seafood, especially shrimp or lobster, and what she calls artisan bread just out of the oven layered with warm, genuine butter.

"You are professor Handler?" she said flashing that killer smile. "Right?"

"Yes," he said, "and you are Ms. Emily Watson."

She smiled and nodded, acknowledging that she was one of the organizers of the event. "I am free after the lecture today," she said assertively. "Would you like to go for coffee and talk about ourselves?" she asked him.

"I like coffee," he said, "and I'd like to hear about you. I am here with a friend, so I don't have a car."

"Mine has two seats," she said. "Would your friend mind if you left with me?"

"He'd understand," he said, nodding at his friend who had overheard and smiled, understanding his friend's interest in the woman with the incredible smile and the adorable backside.

"Give me a call," the professor's friend said making the sign of a phone by his ear.

Emily and Professor Handler left in her car and drove to a nearby Starbucks. They ordered their drinks and found a table. "Tell me about yourself," he said.

"Well, I am what they call a modern woman," she said. "I have no husband, no cat, few inhibitions, and almost no boundaries. I pretty much do what I like to whomever I like, and I think I like you," she said. "At least what I have seen so far, and I think I'd like to see more of you, if you know what I mean."

"I hope so," he said. "I would also enjoy seeing more of you, and I am sure you know what I mean," he said.

"You don't have anything against sex do you professor?" she asked boldly.

"You mean the human act that reproduces the species?" he said.

"That's the one," she replied with a grin.

"I don't mind it," he said.

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"You like to do it?" She asked.

"I do," he said, "especially if I am with someone lovely, like yourself. It can be very pleasant."

"Pleasant? Not earthshaking? Just pleasant?" she asked, grinning at his uninspired description of sex.

"The earth can shake, yes," he said in his usual academic-quality language. "Seismographic."

"Would you be up for a little eight point eight on the Richter Scale, Professor?" she asked boldly.

"I am just an ordinary biology professor," he said. "Of course."

"I am just offering you a little study in fundamental biology, Professor. Interested?"

"I'd love to," he said. "Anytime I can learn something new, I am a willing student."

"I am not sure I can teach you anything new," she said, "but I have perfected my sexual skills rather highly. I can guarantee you a good time," she said with a smile.

She put out her hand. "Lead the way," he said taking her hand.

"I am just a girl who likes biology," she said leading him to her car. On the way to her home, she said, "I am a girl without many inhibitions," she said. "I am a nudist, an individualist, and I like sex."

"Sounds like my kind of woman," he said.

"You a modest guy, Professor?"

"I have spent a good deal of time at the nude beach, if that's what you mean," he said. "But I try to be humble, if that's what you mean by modest."

"So, you like to be naked, Professor?"

"You can call me David," he said, "especially if we are going to be bedmates."

"Okay, David. Here's my house," she said pulling into a driveway. She led him up the walk to her front door, then stopped and turned to him. "I like to be on top. Any objections, David?"

"Top, bottom, sideways, whatever. It's all biology, right?" he said.

"Right," she said unlocking her door. As she shut the door, she began to undress. "Hope you don't mind if I get more comfortable. You may want to get out of those uncomfortable clothes," she said taking hold of his shirt.

He began to undress, but she had beat him and she turned around and began to help him. As he unbuttoned his shirt, she removed his belt and unsnapped his pants.

"Oh, my," she said as she gazed at his growing penis. "You are a healthy one," she said. "Aren't I the lucky girl?"

"We might both be lucky," he said, gazing at her bare and luscious breasts. He stepped back and admired her entire naked body. "Oh, yes," he said. "This really is my lucky day."

She took his hand again and led him to her bed. "Do you fuck on the first date, David?"

"Only if I am lucky," he said. "Today I am certainly lucky. This just may be the luckiest day of my life," he added.

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She helped him get on his back on the bed, then she crawled on and straddled him, lifting one leg over his hips. Once she was kneeling over him, she settled down on his erect cock and sighed as it slid up into her very wet pussy.

He began moving his pelvis up and down, letting her bounce over him, taking his shaft repeatedly deep into her, moaning as he slid in and out of her liberated pussy.

Then she raised up, drawing it nearly all the way out of her, then dropped down quickly forcing it all the way in to the back of her vagina.

He steadied her by putting a hand on each of her thighs, holding her above him as they fucked. His cock began to gather white foam on his shaft from the lotion of her pussy and the air from their combined movements. It gathered on his cock and the inside of her thighs.

He reached with one hand and gathered some on a finger and offered it to her. She took him by the wrist and put his finger in her mouth and sucked their mutual foam off his wet and sticky digit.

"Ah, yes," she said. "We taste so good. You can come in me, Professor. I have had my tubs tied, so shoot away."

He continued to thrust up into her until he came, keeping it in her as he shot stream after stream into her hungry pussy. She stayed over him as he emptied into her. When he was finished, she scooted back and bent over and took his shriveling cock into her mouth and sucked it as it shrank above her tongue.

She continued sucking even after he was flaccid and limp. She took it out of her mouth and admired his withered penis and kissed and sucked on the tiny tip. She tried to work it back to full size, but he was spent.

"Do you like eating pussy, David?" she asked.

He simply nodded and grinned. She scooted up until she was kneeling over his mouth, then she lowered herself down to his lips. David brought his hands up and opened her pussy lips with his fingers, then swabbed his tongue the length of her juicy slit, parting her labia minora as he licked.

She began to move her hips back and forth, brushing it across his mouth. She started to moan as her pussy slid over the lower part of his face. When she started to come, she kept it up as her climax built and roared up from deep in her chest.

He reached up and pinched her nipples between his first finger and his thumb, rolling each one between the tips. Emily's nipples were tremendously sensitive and she put her top teeth over her lower lip, holding her breath as he played with each breast.

Emily had many sex partners in her life, describing herself as a free sexual spirit, but David gave her an experience that made her thankful to have met him at the charity event she had helped organize and put on.

When she took him back to his apartment, she made him promise to repeat their "biology study session." They sat on his front porch and talked about the things they had in common, then he brought up all the things they didn't share.

"I am no daredevil," he confessed. She said a person didn't have to be Evel Knievel to win her heart. He smiled, knowing he was a long way from that reckless renegade.

After five dates he asked her to marry him and after six she accepted. It was right after their honeymoon that she proposed the parachute jump to celebrate their nuptials. "Come on," she said, "it will be fun." He just shook his head.

Reluctantly, he agreed. The sex was so good, he figured he owed it to her. He survived the jump and has totally enjoyed the sex. He still teaches at the college and she works as a photographer, doing weddings, glamour photography, and photographing children.

They bought a house together and he realized he needed to give her some freedom, so he told her he thought she needed sexual variety and she didn't argue.

She brought her first "friend" home after just five months of marriage.

They have the guest room set up for her, and Emily brings her "guests" home on a regular basis. David is thankful to have her as his wife and has learned to tolerate the freedoms he grants her. She is a unique woman, and he is rewarded for his loyalty every night until he falls exhausted into a contented sleep.

They regularly visit a nudist resort and he has taken up biking with her on trips longer than he thought he could remain sitting on a seat so very small. She has convinced him that sex with her is worth the sacrifice, and he is trying things he never thought he'd agree to.

Since asking her to be his legal life partner, he has, in return for great sex, done a great many things far outside his comfort zone.

He has, on what they call on-ballet, clung terrified to the side of a mountain in the Himalayas; SCUBA dived to frightening depths in shark infested waters off Cuba; and willingly jumped out of a perfectly good airplane, without being pushed, over 12,000 feet above solid ground.

None of these things would he have done on his own, but for bed time with Emily he did them almost willingly. He even flashed a train in Portugal, and hunted elk in Alaska, all in the name of being Ms. Emily Watson's husband and sharing her bedroom, although her guest room is limited to her "visitors."

Has the professor bit off more than he can chew? Well, not so far. He is doing a great deal of cowgirl lately and has been seen smiling a lot.

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