Linda awoke expecting to witness a bevy of her sorority sisters, all running around half naked laughing and giggling about their dates the previous evening. However when she looked around she saw only one naked body. It was the body of her Psychology professor, standing in front of the bathroom mirror, brushing his teeth. When she sat up in bed he looked over at her and said,
"Good Morning Sleeping Beauty, did you sleep well?"
"I believe," she said with a smile, "Some people who have been dead a week, didn't sleep as well as I did. You could have just drugged me, or ..."
"I understand. I woke up a couple of times to see if you were real, and wonderfully you were. You have a little snore, like a kittens purr. It is very entertaining. I watched you until the "Hulk" became hard again, then I turned over and tried to go back to sleep. It took a while but it finally happened."
"Richard ... why didn't you wake me. I would have taken care of you."
"Sweetie, you were sleeping so peacefully, I just didn't have the heart."
"Richard!" she said in a stern voice similar to that his mother used when she was scolding him, "Next time I sleep over, and you wake up with an erection ... you will wake me. Do you understand?"
"Yes ... I understand," he said smiling.
"Now get in here and ... fuck me ... please," she said, biting her lower lip.
In all of his years of teaching, Richard had never heard a more beautiful sentence from a young girl's lips. He walked back to the bed, and watched as Linda lay on her stomach, and stuffed a fluffily goose down pillow under her midsection lifting her gorgeous butt up off the bed. He got on the bed and knelt behind her.
Taking her hips in his strong hands, his cock as if by remote control, found the entrance to her tight little vagina. He pulled her hips slowly, easing his penis into her. She was anticipating a very hard fast fuck, however she agonized over the fact that he was moving very slow, causing her to wait for an orgasm that seemed as though it would never come.
"Oh ... Richard ... please ... fuck me a little faster, and harder. Do it very hard. Make me cum. I need to cum honey ... please."
Richard, who was a man of great understanding gave in to the pleas of his student and began to shove his thick penis into her pussy much faster. She moaned at his loving assault and felt the fantastic flooding into the section at the junction of her thighs. She knew that she was well on the way to a violent orgasm, and welcomed its pending arrival.
Richard felt it also and knew she was in need of his special care. Except for his cock, he was totally relaxed after a good night's sleep. He could continue like that for quite a while. It was only seven in the morning and San Diego could wait a little longer. He was approaching the ancient mystic Asian plateau of the ideal condition of harmony and stability, called nirvana, but it wouldn't last long. He was doing just as she asked, fucking her as hard and as fast as he could.
Linda was totally spellbound; and was his sexual captive. She had become a slave to his assertive, and energetic sexuality, and was willing to do anything he wished. All he had to do was whisper the command and she was his for anything his imagination could conceive.
Somewhat depressed at the thought of their lovemaking coming to an end, she felt her system advancing toward a climax, and knew she couldn't hide it from him. If he wasn't aware she was going to cum, he would continue the pleasure longer allowing her to enjoy the satisfaction of his wonderfully violent physical attack. But he would know when she came. He always knew.
Not wanting the feeling to end, she squirted onto his penis and although she felt great, she was let down that her orgasm came so fast. She truly believed, that would be it for the day except, Oh ... God, he was not stopping. He moved faster now, building her to another climax. He was going to give her an orgasm that most girls only dream about.
His cock was moving hard against her "G" spot. It was like liquid fire and ice. The feeling drug addicts try to achieve, however seldom do without an overdose. As Richard fucked her, she felt as though they had become one person attempting to elevate the fanatical desire imbedded inside of them. Knowing that their only relief lay within the two of them, and one could not achieve complete satisfaction without the other. They had a true symbiotic relationship.
She knew he was about to cum as his powerful hands; which were capable of exerting great physical force, were gripping her hips pulling back hard into his thrusts, as though letting go of her would do them both great bodily harm. His hands would leave; dark bruises on her hips that she would be proud of. He wouldn't be the only one with war wounds.
The feelings were coming again; the minor pain in her back that lead to the stomach cramps, next came the tingling in her thighs, and the persistent, restless craving in her vagina that no scratching could ever elevate. All of which could only be pacified by the fantastic orgasm he was about to provide.
The type of orgasm a girl relates to all of her girlfriends, as they sit around her in religious silence, with their mouths gaping open, wishing secretly they had been her for just those special moments.
As Richard locked his muscles, and savagely shoved his cock into Linda, she felt a building orgasmic crescendo, gradually increasing in severity. Although she was aware it was what she had wanted, it was so intense that she was now in fear it might do her irreparable harm. The thought passed through her mind that she could even die. It was becoming so intense she was scared and wanted to scream.
She wanted to tell him to stop as nothing had ever felt this way before. This was the most profound sexual experience she had ever had. She knew that anything beyond this might kill her. This was the best she would ever have and it was now upon her, sending her emotionally, beyond the stars.
Linda fully expected her body to explode, as the sex drugs released in to her system. She wanted to scream, but couldn't. As her emotions broke loose she began to cry and giggle like a little girl on Christmas morning, large tears emanated from her gorgeous blue eyes, as the relief flowed through her body. Her heart was beating way beyond the point where the doctors would have said, "Oh my God."
Richard's last thrust was wasted on her, as she was already completely and totally satisfied for the first time in her young life. Wow she thought, was her mother ever telling a lie when she had explained the facts of life to her. "Linda," she said, "Sex is a very uncomfortable, but a necessary part of life. Without it, a woman cannot have a baby, and her husband would eventually leave her if she did not perform her wifely duties, and allow him to climb on top of her at least twice a month. It is a disgusting event that no woman desires; however the fortunate part is, that it doesn't usually last very long. Any questions?"
"Doesn't anybody like it mom?"
"Just men, prostitutes and of course people without any intelligence. People who have nothing better with which to spend their idle time. Usually it is the people who don't read, or understand the finer things in life. Remember don't ever let a boy touch you as you will get pregnant with his bastard child."
She recalled her fear when Bobby Hutchinson, bumped into her in the school hallway the very next day. He was a horrible boy and she didn't want to have his baby. She ran to the office of the school nurse, not knowing where else to turn. When she explained what her mother had said, and about Bobby bumping into her, it was all Miss. Conner the nurse, could do to keep from laughing. "Trust me Linda, it takes a little more than a minor collision in the hallway with a boy for you to get pregnant."
