It had been an interesting summer, but now it was over. I had come down here to teach a couple of courses at the college and had stayed in the home of old friends, Bob and Mary Kane, who were spending their summer in Europe. It was a big old house, rather secluded, on the edge of town, with a nice, enclosed indoor swimming pool that Bob and Mary had wanted me to keep up while they were away. They would be back in a couple of days and I was about to pack up my things to return to my regular teaching job in Chicago.
My courses had been full of bright young teens, more than half of them sexy girls that made my cock get hard just looking at them. They all wanted ‘A’s, of course, so they flirted a lot and I admit that I did little to discourage them. There were two 19-year olds, however, that particularly came on to me. Coincidentally, they both went by the name of Sue, although actually one was Suzanne and the other Susan. Suzanne especially had gone out of her way to get close to me this summer. This was all the more surprising since she was engaged to be married and the wedding was to be right after the summer session was over in August. She would run into me in places like the library stacks and rub her lovely body against mine as she smiled seductively. I was aware that my behavior was unethical, but I couldn’t help but respond by running my hand along her ass or “accidentally” rubbing a hand over her small but firm breasts. My cock would be huge on such occasions and she would look at my crotch bulge and grin as if to say, “I want to suck that!”
Then one day she stopped by my office, closing the door behind her and coming right around behind my desk and plopping herself down on my lap. “I’ll do anything for an ‘A’,” she declared.
I smiled at her and said, “Try studying harder.” Her response to that was to throw her arms around me and kiss me, her tongue darting between my lips and running along my teeth and then shooting in and out as if to fuck my mouth. I could not resist this assault. She felt wonderful as my hands roamed over her lithe body, pinching her tits and her ass as she continued to tongue fuck my mouth. I returned the pleasure, pushing my own tongue deep into her mouth in a kiss that lasted and lasted and lasted.
When finally our mouths separated she looked deeply into my eyes and said, “I’ve wanted to do that since the first time I saw you.” Then, without blinking an eye, she slid off my lap and onto the floor between my legs, as her fingers deftly found the fly on my trousers and ripped it open, allowing my swollen, stiff cock to spring out before her face. Her mouth opened wide and closed over my cockhead, her tongue swirling around it and bringing it quickly to even greater erection. Her fingers found my balls and caressed them gently as her mouth and tongue fucked my cock. It felt so wonderful; I was totally aroused, and my hands closed over her head as I shoved my cock forward, fucking her mouth until I came. I finger fucked her ears and moaned with ecstasy as my cock rose to orgasm and finally spurted its creamy cum into her throat and all over her face in an burst of orgasmic energy that completely overcame me as I shuddered in ecstasy and fulfillment.
As she rose from the floor my fingers found her their way under her skirt and inside of her panties to her pussy and I began to finger fuck her, two fingers in her cunt and my thumb massaging her clit. She pressed her cum-covered face against mine and kissed me again as she moaned with pleasure until she herself enjoyed orgasm from my finger fucking.
She conquered me completely this summer. There were other sessions in my office, and it became increasingly obvious to anyone who cared to notice that there was something going on between us. We would sometimes have lunch together. We would walk around the campus together, often touching each other intimately. I was became carelessly indiscreet and my hands would stroll over her ass or tits in public. The first time I fucked her was in the back of my car when we parked one night in the cemetery overlooking the town. Eventually, she began to come to my house at night for skinny dipping in the pool and some really wonderful sex. Her fiancé, a young instructor in the Chemistry Department, was the only one who seemed to be oblivious to our affair. One of my colleagues in the English department made a point of telling me that I should be more discreet. I didn’t really pay much attention. Suzanne told me she was just having one last fling and just wanted me to teach her everything I knew about sex so she would be ready for her marriage. I knew I was wrong to carry on like this with a student, but she was just too good to leave alone. Basically, she had me by the pecker and I was loving it.
Susan meanwhile (the other Sue) also paid more than average attention to me during the summer session, although she was not nearly so explicit or forward as Suzanne. She had a beautiful body, better stacked than Suzanne’s, with large firm breasts and a tight sexy ass that wiggled oh-so-seductively when she walked. She didn’t hesitate to tell me on several occasions that she though I was too friendly with the other Sue and that I should pay more attention to my other students, too. But I never had any sexual relationship with Susan during the session, beyond exchanging some suggestive glances and being fairly obvious that I was sometimes undressing her in my mind as my eyes grazed over her body.
With the session over, Suzanne got married the day after the session ended. I wasn’t invited to the wedding, not surprisingly. The newlyweds, I knew, were off to Hawaii for their honeymoon. Early the next evening, after supper, as I was beginning to pack up my things, the telephone rang and it was Susan. She said she wanted to speak to me and would it be OK if she came by the house in a little while. I was puzzled as to what she might want--perhaps a letter of recommendation or something–but I thought it might be pleasant to have her there for awhile, so I quickly said, “Sure, c’mon over,” and gave her directions. After we hung up, I had some second thoughts, thinking she might want to debate her grade or something unpleasant. I had given her a ‘B,’ which she deserved, but Suzanne had received ab ‘A.’ She was a very bright student and had earned that quite apart from her sexual favors.
Sue arrived about fifteen minutes later, dressed elegantly in high heels, stockings, and a black silk blouse and skirt that enhanced her figure and caused the blood to surge into my penis as soon as I laid eyes on her. I felt a little underdressed in my khaki shorts and tee shirt. We came into the living room and I asked her to sit down. The subtle, vanilla fragrance of her perfume aroused my nostrils and made me think about getting her clothes off and eating her cunt. She chose a large armchair and I asked her if she would like something to drink, saying I was going to have a beer. She rejected the offer of a beer, but said she’d like iced tea or a diet coke instead. As I went to the kitchen for the drinks she kicked off her shoes and curled her legs up under her in the armchair, as if, I thought, she planned to stay awhile.
I returned in a moment and after taking a pull on my beer asked her what she wanted to talk to me about. She seemed rather nervous and wiggled around in her chair quite a bit, as she began to talk about the course, how much she enjoyed it, and whether I might be teaching at the college again soon. She said she would be graduating this coming year anyway so she might not be here when I came back. I got the impression that she was beating around the bush, hesitant to get to the point. Or perhaps she was simply waiting for me to take the lead.
I tried to put her at ease, telling her that I thought she had done well in the course and that it was a very pleasant place to teach, and how much I had enjoyed knowing her, etc. She kept moving around as we chatted and eventually moved off the armchair and onto the floor, her long beautiful legs stretching out before her seductively. She was sitting with her back against the sofa on which I was seated, her long black curls flowing over her neck and onto the seat next to me. I instinctively reached out and put my hand behind her head and caressed the back of her neck beneath her locks.
“Oh, that feels good,” she said, “you can rub my back, too.”
I complied and as she obviously enjoyed it she began to chat more openly and particularly began to ask me about my relationship with Suzanne.
“You were having sex with her, weren’t you?” she eventually asked me.
