Being an assistant and student teacher to Professor Carl Newman wasn't his life's ambition. He dreamed of being out in the field on digs finding rare and unusual gems. It was a way to pay for his doctoral program and learn if a life in academia was for him.
Fortunately, there's a wide range of geological disciplines that Max could pursue. Maximus (Max) Goodheart was a tall lanky African American overachieving grad student. Despite his height, six feet three he wasn't a good athlete, and basketball was more than a troublesome sport for him. He had always been a bit of a nerd preferring the sciences and excelling in school at an early age. He'd been student teaching for Carl for almost two years, keeping good records of attendance, test scores and projects as well as filling in as a substitute on the rare occasions when Carl wasn't able to attend his classes. Over the last few weeks those absences were becoming more frequent.
Things changed several weeks ago when Carl show Max an interesting stone he'd discovered. Since then, he'd become more confident, particularly around the coeds which Professor Newman seemed to draw to his classes by the dozens. It was when Professor Sarah Riley began to pay attention to him that he realized that things had indeed changed. He'd always like Professor Riley; she was easy on the eyes but more than that friendly and warm. She was protective of Professor Newman always having his back. He'd thought that if Professor Newman hadn't been married she'd have made a play for him. He saw how she looked at him; even now she seemed to worship him.
Despite being seduced by the gems power, Max had been left out of the loop. He didn't know the true relationship between Carl and Sarah. Like most people, he was surprised to learn that Dean Summer had come out of the closet. He'd not seen that coming. The Dean had always seemed to be chasing women and cheating on his wife. He did seem to be happier these days.
"Good for him,"
Max thought as he put the finishing touches on his lesson plan. It was a backup that he might not need, but Professor Newman's absences were increasing and like he'd learned in scouting, always be prepared.
Sticking her head in the empty lecture hall, Professor Riley called out,
"Hey Max, how's it going. Have you seen or heard from Carl, uh Professor Newman?"
Looking up Max regarded Professor Riley, who was looking extra nice today. If he didn't know better he'd have thought her breasts had grown. She must be working out because she looked trim and fit. He thought,
"She's lost a few pounds, that's why her tits look bigger."
He didn't know that like all of Carl's women, their breasts always grew an extra cup size or more.
"Sorry no. I do expect him to make his 3pm class, but I'm prepared if not,"
he smiled admiring her figure and how good she looked.
"Well, we were supposed to be having lunch. It's not the first time he stood me up."
She tried not to sound annoyed. She'd not seen him intimately in weeks. He wasn't fucking her nearly as much as she liked, but he was her master, not the other way around. She was eating more pussy lately, to satisfy her cravings. But she missed cock, ...his cock.
"What are you doing right now? Want to join me for lunch? My treat, I've got reservations at Sakana Sushi."
In the back of her mind, her subconscious was thinking she could fuck Max. He was young and single, there be no complications, and he wasn't one of her students. Besides she'd be keeping it in the family. She knew that Carl had seduced Max but hadn't pulled him into their little group. It wouldn't be revenge, but it may get Carl's attention, she mused.
"Are you kidding? Give me a minute to save this,"
he said saving his work and shutting down his computer. Sarah's car was closest and although close to campus it was too far to walk in the late spring heat, already in the 90s.
Although Sarah and Max had been acquainted for almost two years, she never really spent any time getting to know him. She was surprised to learn how quick-witted and funny he was, and they instantly found they enjoyed each other's company. They ate and talked, Sarah began flirting and put her hand on Max's leg making certain that he understood her meaning.
He had two hours before classes were to begin and should Professor Newman be there he was entitled to miss one class, which to date he'd not done. Sarah's place was too far away as was Max's, but she had keys to Carl's Strip apartment so unless he was there fucking someone it was the perfect place. Max was hesitant and cautious; being a black man in America sneaking off with a white woman even today could result in bad consequences. The elevator took them quickly to one of the top floors. Sarah exited followed by Max. He knew the cost of even a small apartment in this building would be over a million dollars. She keyed the door and walked in. Everything was quiet and looked immaculate as if the cleaning service had just left. As Sarah panned the rooms from the foyer, memories of Carl chasing her naked around the spacious apartment filled her mind and when he caught her she put up a mock fight as he pinned her to the wall, pressing his strong chiseled frame against her newly sculptured porn star body. It wasn't overdone, with freakish big tits, but more like that of Cory Chase with larger breasts, flat almost washboard abs and long legs connected to a nice ass.
"So, who's place is this?"
Breaking Sarah's daydream, she turned to him with lust-filled eyes pulling the student teacher close, kissing him and exploring his mouth. Surprised at the suddenness of it but not too surprised to react. Max responded with passion he didn't know existed. As she'd hoped, Max was well endowed. She learned as he harden as they sucked face. With experience she opened his fly as they continued swapping spit. Reaching in she grabbed his hard cock, he was ready. Breaking their kiss, she slid down pulling his trousers with her. Then wrapping her hands around the huge phallic she pulled it to her mouth. She began to lick and suck. Taking the head into her mouth, she bobbed her head up and down taking in as much as his length as she could. She made that funny choking sound, the women make in the porn videos, as she tried to take him all down her throat.
Leaning against the wall for support, Max's mind was completely blown. Professor Riley worked his cock like he'd only dreamed of, he felt his cum boiling. She backed off his cock, then sucked gently on his balls. Taking one then the other into her mouth, before reversing herself and taking his cock back down her throat. She was amazing. And he was about to explode. Sarah knew the affect she was having, and few men could last this long. She concentrated on the underside of his large cock, tickling it with her tongue. It was too much, and Max roared loudly as he came harder than he'd thought imaginable.
She was ready and pumping his cock with one hand as she sucked up and swallowed all the man juice he produced. As his roar diminished, so did his flow. Sarah pull his cock free and licked up and down as it began deflating. She stood, leaving him leaning against the wall, panting, mind reeling and a goofy smile on his lips.
"Mmmm...that was yummy. You rest for a bit, while I get undressed."
He watched intensely as Sarah pulled off her professional suit and skirt, revealing a black matching lace bra and panty set that on its own left little to the imagination. Max's receding cock reversed itself. His strength returning, Max pulled off his shirt and kicked off his shoes, his pants and boxers left behind as well. Sarah was pleasantly surprised at what she saw, this skinny twentysomething had the muscle mass of a gymnast with not an ounce of fat.
"I thought you were a nerd, where'd all those muscles come from,"
Sarah asked not really expecting an answer.
