Sandy agreed but this time she wore clothes that were more suggestive and showed off her ample breasts. The blouse she chose showed lots of cleavage especially with the push-up bra she wore.
The wine always helped Sandy relax so she felt more confident about asking Professor Carter more personal questions. Professor Carter told her he was wounded and captured in Vietnam. A beautiful young Vietnamese girl nursed him back to health. Her name was ‘Trinh’ or virgin girl. When the war was over, he brought her back to America as his wife, Wendy.
Sandy knew he was married but she didn’t know Wendy was Vietnamese and learned that his wife worked at the college in the Audio-Visual Department. She is a well known producer of educational films and she has experience behind the camera as well as editing. The sad part of the professor’s story was that Wendy was in a terrible auto accident several years ago and is a paraplegic from the waist down. Even with her handicap, Wendy continues to work at the university and is well respected.
Sandy felt so sad for him knowing of his wife’s situation.
Sandy told him more about her husband and how much they loved each other and then she confided in him. “You know Professor Carter, after you suggested that I write another story about a professor and his student or maybe a younger woman, I got to thinking about it so I checked out some stories on Lush. There isn’t anything that inspired me. I really don’t know how to start.”
“Yes,” he replied. “Getting started is always the hardest part sometimes giving an author ‘writer’s block’. I don’t know if this helps but in my case, you should know that I went to Lush Stories because my wife can no longer have sex so, of course, I haven’t had sex with a woman for a very long time. You might include that in your story.”
Sandy blushed feeling a deepening empathy for the professor.
The professor noticed Sandy’s discomfort. “Don’t let that concern you, Sandy. I mentioned my situation only as a possible way for you to launch into your story.”
Sandy was embarrassed and didn’t want to pry so the subject was dropped.
On her way home, tears welled up in her eyes thinking about his wife and feeling sympathetic toward the professor. She wondered what Andrew would do if she was handicapped in the same way. Of course he would seek another woman for sex and Sandy would easily understand. It wouldn’t be for love but for raw sex. So maybe it would be alright if she gave the professor a little romance to brighten his days.
Sandy and the professor met again for lunch but only after they had exchanged more intimate messages. She began the online conversation with her concerns for the professor regarding Wendy’s condition and how hard it must be for a man like Jacques to live without sex. He said that Lush helped when he read stories of other people having sex and he would often masturbate to get some relief. Professor Carter mentioned that he had written a few stories himself but he was too embarrassed to publish them. Sandy asked to read them so he sent them to her as attachments at her home e-mail address.
The professor’s stories were so loving and caring and the sex was only to demonstrate his affection for his wife, Wendy. Sandy cried when she read them and was convinced she needed to be thoughtfully proactive as a friend. Sandy wasn’t ready to fuck him but a blowjob might illuminate his day and that wouldn’t be exactly like cheating. Heck, it isn’t even having sex if you believe President Clinton.
She had a plan and again it started with how she dressed at the next luncheon date. This time the flimsy low cut blouse had no bra underneath and she wore a mini skit without panties. Sandy wanted the lunch to begin normally, as always, with wine and pasta and then she would begin to flirt. Sandy was very adept at flirting so it came naturally to her.
On the drive to the restaurant, Sandy was both nervous and excited. This was going to be something that was new and surprisingly erotic. Never did she imagine being sexually stimulated by a man other than Andrew, especially a man of Professor Carter’s age.
During lunch, the professor enjoyed the new Sandy and the attention she gave him. He said, “You know you need to change your avatar on Lush. Take a picture of you as you look today.
“Well professor, are you going crazy over me now?”
“Of course,” he said. “I wouldn’t be much of a man without noticing how lovely and sexy you look.”
“Thank you Professor.” she replied. “Look, after lunch, there’s something I want to show you but I left it in the car.”
After the bill was paid, they walked to her BMW and she asked him to get in. Sandy drove around for a few minutes before she parked the car in a secluded wooded area. She stopped the car and opened her blouse.
Sandy seductively bit her lower lip and purred, “Professor, this is what I wanted to show you. What do you think?”
“Oh Sandy. You are so lovely. I only dreamed of seeing your beautiful body.”
“If you don’t mind professor, I would like you to touch me.”
Professor Carter cupped her breasts feeling Sandy’s firm heavy breasts until she took his head down to her tits encouraging him to suck on her nipples. He had no trouble obliging. Her nipples responded immediately. Sandy felt the thrill of his touch when he moved his hand between her legs. She moved them apart and took his hand along her thigh reaching her pussy.
When his fingers entered her sizzling hot pussy, he said, “Oh Sandy, you are so wet in there; so fabulously, wonderfully, marvelously wet.”
She reached over to unzip his pants but she needed help releasing the bulging cock buried inside. He pulled it out for her and once it sprang free, Sandy was pleasantly surprised. She thought an older man like Professor Carter would have a hard time getting it up but his dick stood straight up out of his pants, hard, thick and long. In fact, the length of the professor’s dick startled her. Her plan was to give him a blow job but she could see she never could take him all the way down her throat.
Sandy gave the professor a tender caress on his cheek before taking hold of his rock hard staff. With one hand she had a firm grip around his meaty erection and with the other she fumbled inside his slacks to fondle his balls. Pre-cum was already oozing from his penis, so she began by licking it off his balloon-like tip. Sandy now had all of his manly parts exposed and her lips around his shaft. Slowly she took him in her mouth as far as she could without suffocating.
This wasn’t satisfying to her. Sandy’s arousal was too intense. She threw caution to the wind.
“Excuse me professor,” she whispered, “but I can’t do this the way I wanted. I just wanted to make you happy for a few minutes and now it has begun to be the opposite. You are making me so very filled with desire.”
With that she pounced on his pole driving it all of the way inside her. A man’s hard cock, no matter how huge, penetrating a woman in heat will meet little resistance and that is how it happened. It was only her second cock and she was enjoying every inch.
Sandy rode the professor yelling, “Fuck me Jacques, fuck me. I’ve waited so long for you to fuck me,” as wave after wave of mini-orgasms gave her the precious pleasures that she had only known from Andrew. That was the first time she had called him Jacques, so she wondered if it was too familiar. Under the circumstances, she thought not.
Professor Carter said nothing as Sandy rode him. She was still wearing her blouse that was wide open showing her tits dangling and flopping in front of his appreciative eyes. His grunts told her of his coming satisfaction.
With each stroke, the real Sandy was being released. She had become the ‘MILF Slut’ woman she imagined on Lush Stories. Tears of joy ran down her cheeks until the professor ejaculated a flood of his cock cream filling her cunt.
She just sat on him for a few minutes with her arms around his neck keeping his thick monster deep inside. Sandy had never felt a cock this large inside her and loved the feeling of his bigness filling her vagina. She never wanted to lose that feeling of fulfillment and contentment.
As the professor’s dick softened, she released him feeling his cum dribbling out. “Sandy,” he said, “we’ve made quite a mess here. I think we need to clean up,” so he gently brought her head to his lap to slurp up the fluids between his legs. When she had finished, he went down on her licking his own cum until her pussy was nearly clean. He surprised her once more when his tongue swirled inside her mouth sharing their exotic juices.
Sandy drove back to the restaurant in silence. When Professor Carter left the car, he simply asked, “Lunch again next week?”
“Sure Professor. Same time, same place?”
“Fine,” and he left without another word.
