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RE: Not enough wank fodder! - 6/17/2008 1:07:23 PM   
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been wondering when i'd see ya post here again, wonderful as always CD
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    RE: Not enough wank fodder! - 8/6/2008 1:42:05 PM   
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    He whistled as he walked under the heavy canopy of trees on the ancient campus grounds.  It was rather chilly and he pulled his moth eaten tweed jacket around him for warmth and realized despite patching the elbows it might be time to get a new one.  He was in a jovial mood for the first time in weeks and looked forward to delivering the good news.  Normally he let his grad students grade exams but today he had told them to take the weekend off, telling them to go have fun.  Oh did they love him for that because it was a three day weekend.  That had been this morning at his office but now he was relaxing in his dark study, surrounded by dusty books, almost spilling off of shelves stuffed with tomes on every subject.  Firmly ensconced in his overstuffed chair, he sat with his feet up on his ancient ottoman, grading the results from the first midterm.  He was in a cheerful mood and was grading easy, clearly pushing the grade curve up at least a point.   He laughed, but not because he was making many of his students quite happy with high marks they clearly didn’t deserve.  He laughed because he had found her paper and despite it clearly being one of the better ones he had read, he found fault after fault with it and marked it down harshly and that was why he was laughing.  She needed a good grade in this class and he knew she would work really hard to get one.  The question remained, would she do the work he intended for her?
                As he pondered that thought, he fumbled in the pocked of his old tweed coat for a match, wanting to relight his old battered pipe that had once again died out.  As he relit the pipe, he inhaled deeply of the sweet aroma and allowed a vision to drift into his head as he began to daydream.  The very day she walked into his lecture he knew that he had to find a way to seduce her.  She was the sort with huge sex appeal but who at the same time seemed almost innocent of it, childlike even.  He had been attracted to co-eds before but this one brought forth images that scared him how twisted and wrong they were.  In fact, they so scared him at first that he had decided to let her go, to not seduce her.  Then one day he had had seen the flash of her thighs opening and as he looked, he caught sight of her white panties under her short pleated skirt.  At that moment the darkness within him won out and he knew he had to have her no matter what it took.
                That thought brought him back to the task at hand.  He had invited her to do some extra credit work in his office but she had declined saying she hadn’t needed it.  “She was going to be sorry she had said that” he thought to himself as he marked her grade down a few percent but because he had shifted the grade curve in the whole class, well she was going to have to work that little tail really hard to pass now and he knew exactly how he was going to make her work for it.
                Again the old professor let his mind drift off, this time it wasn’t the past he was remembering but the future.  He pictured himself in his dark wood paneled office, sitting in his big well worn leather chair pretending to sympathize with his victim, for that was how he now thought of her, and her poor grades.  He pictured himself playing the part of the sympathetic old professor helping the young girl but he knew that it was more like the predator and the unwary prey as he stalked her into a corner, explaining how difficult a position she was putting him into and how the rules just didn’t allow for exceptions to be made.  He smiles at the vision of this young girl pleading with him, the look of desperation on her face, the abject terror of failing his all important class.  Once he had reduced her to tears, he would spring the trap; explain to her there was one way and one way only to get the grade she so desperately needed.
          Oh the trap was so beautiful, even is she told on him it would be shameful for her and he would come out as the academic rebel for exploring such daring research.  He had thought long and hard about this and he had decided he would explain he was doing some research into deviant sexual practices and needed a research subject and if she would volunteer, she might even go down in medical history.  He laughed, knowing once he had truly debased her, photographed her doing the most degrading things, that she would never tell and would be then forced to do even more degrading things in a downward spiral into his darkest fantasies and turn her into a sexual deviate no longer capable of saying no to him no matter what he asked.

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    RE: Not enough wank fodder! - 8/6/2008 1:56:30 PM   
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    You came to me in my dream – as You sometimes do... You hadn’t been there in a while and i was beginning to wonder when You’d make another appearance. Maybe i had just been too busy with other things on my mind for You to find room – but You finally made it. You slipped into bed beside me and slid Your strong arm around me... snuggling against my back. i felt Your breath on the top of my head as You started to stroke my thigh. i moaned softly and pushed my naked ass against Your crotch. You reached around farther – slowly trailing Your fingers across my tummy... up across my breasts. my body responded to Your touch... my nipples getting hard... the juices starting to flow out of my pussy. i wiggled my ass against You – and felt Your cock growing against me... i slid my arm behind me and between us and wrapped my small hand around Your semi-hard cock. i felt the sigh leave Your lips just before You turned me onto my back and pressed Your lips to mine. Our tongues danced – knowing the steps so well as You pressed Your hand between my legs – forcing them apart to make room. i gripped Your shaft harder and moaned into Your mouth as You found my sensitive lil nub and started expertly stroking it – bringing me to the edge of orgasm in seconds. my breath was getting shallow and You took Your lips from mine long enough to say, "cum for Me My slut. I want your cum running out of you." That was all it took – as You forced my lips apart with Your tongue, i exploded... cumming hard as You mercilessly rubbed my jewelry against my clit. You pushed me – not letting me stop – until i was struggling to get out from under Your hand. You gently decreased the pressure and whispered, "that’s a good girl. I love it when You cum for me." i was panting... trying to get my breathing back under control – Your rock hard shaft still grasped in my little hand. i gave You a wicked smile as i said, "i see how much You enjoy it. May i taste Your cock please, Sir?" "Not only can you, but You’ll taste it until I say you’re done." And with that, You grabbed a handful of my hair and forced me to take up my position between Your legs. i whimpered as my scalp burned and tears sprang to my eyes. "I have a surprise for you if you do a good job there, slut." You said. i immediately made up my mind to make sure and pleasure You to the best of my ability. i looked up at You as i took the head of Your cock into my warm mouth... i love the look on Your face as You feel me taking You inside any of my holes. Your eyes get a bit of a vacant look as You get used to the sensation. As You came back to reality, i pushed my mouth down Your shaft, taking You down my throat in one smooth motion... holding You there til i started to gag... then slowly sucking You off... taking great pleasure in the moans coming from You... tasting the precum that i was coaxing out of Your dick. Within a few minutes, You had Your hand fisted in my hair – guiding my mouth on Your shaft – making me follow the rhythm that pleased You most. It didn’t take long for Your breath to become labored... Your hand pushing my head more forcefully... and i knew You were close. i sucked harder... wanting nothing more in that moment than to feel Your hot, salty cum shooting against the back of my throat. i didn’t have long to wait, You pushed my head down – burying my face in Your pubes – Your cock pushed as far down my throat as possible and i felt my reward... the warmth of Your cum trickling down my throat. Just when i was sure You were going to suffocate me, You let the pressure off the back of my head and i was able to pull off Your cock far enough to take a breath. i continued to milk the last drops of Your juice out... savoring every drop. Again, You tangled Your hand in my hair but, this time, pulled me gently up to You – snuggling me against Your heaving chest. i laid there – loving the feel of my cheek against You... hearing the thundering of Your heart as You caught Your breath. "As soon as I catch my breath," You said, "I’ll give you your surprise." Eventually, You told me to close my eyes and stay put. i did as instructed and felt You get out of bed... i strained my ears – trying to make out the sounds... trying to figure out what surprise awaited me. From the edge of the bed You said, "get on your hands and knees slut – and keep your eyes closed – you’re not to open them until i’m done with you." i did so swiftly – knowing any sign of lingering could earn me a hard swat on the ass. i felt the rope – on my right leg just above my knee... You wound it several times before moving to the other side of the bed and doing the same to my left leg. "Reach for the corners of the bed and put your chest down," You ordered. i apparently didn’t react fast enough and felt the sting of Your hand on my bottom. i immediately dropped my chest and reached forward with both arms. You wrapped each wrist in turn and then i felt the rope on first one leg, and then the other, pulled forward and outward and i finally got it... i was to be tied... my ass in the air... completely exposed... my knees and wrists bound to the top corner bedposts. i could feel my juices start to run down my legs as all the possibilities ran thru my mind. With a lot of struggle, i kept my eyes closed – not wanting to suffer Your wrath again. You pulled the ropes tight – pulling my knees underneath me – my arms stretched painfully. i heard You walk out of the room and my mind raced... wondering what You had in store. You weren’t gone long. i felt You climb back on the bed – behind me and i couldn’t help the small moan that escaped my lips as You ran Your hands over both ass cheeks... i lost myself in the sensation and didn’t have time to brace as You pulled back with one hand and swatted me firmly. i squealed and squirmed as You reddened my ass without saying a word to me. You then ran Your hands gently over the red welts and i whimpered at Your soothing touch. You hands wandered between my legs and slipped across my pussy... ‘I see you like this," You said. "Yes, Sir, i do," i replied. "Well, I think you’ll like what i have in store for you just as much." And, with that, i felt a cold wetness on my ass and knew – You were lubing my ass for Your cock. "I’ve been telling you i want to fuck your ass, haven’t I, slut?" You asked. "Yes, Sir, and i very much want you to... i want to feel Your hard cock deep inside my dark hole," i replied. i felt the head of Your cock against my tight asshole and tried to brace myself the best i could. You pushed and forced Your cock past the tight lil ring of muscle and i whimpered at the invasion. "Take it... take My dick up your ass," You said as You pushed hard – burying all of Your cock deep inside me in one swift push. The pain was bright but short lived and i found myself trying to grind against You. "Fuck my ass, please Sir... fuck me hard." You groaned and did just that – violating my backdoor... thrusting hard and fast. i moaned and whimpered and started to cum. "i love Your cock in my ass, Sir... i want You to cum deep inside me... i want to feel Your cock pulse as You feed it Your seed." You fucked me hard... pushing and pulling Your big cock in and out... stretching my ass until You could pull all the way out and it waited for You to push back in... fisting Your hand in my hair and pulling me back against You. i could feel Your balls slapping against my soaked cunt... "I’m going to give you my cum... take it slave," You said as You gave one final thrust – forcing Your cock deeper than it already was. The pulsing of Your cock in my ass pushed me over the edge one final time and we came together. You collapsed against my back... Your cock still twitching in my ass and whispered, "we need to make this a habit, slave." "Yes, Sir," i answered with a wicked grin on my face.

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    RE: Not enough wank fodder! - 8/6/2008 3:43:21 PM   
    BossyShoeBitch


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    Oh g-d, please tell me you are working on the next installment!

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    RE: Not enough wank fodder! - 8/27/2008 6:39:33 AM   
    VirginPotty


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    Hi BSB,
    Found it! Yes, definitely cut/pasted :)))

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    RE: Not enough wank fodder! - 8/30/2008 9:08:15 PM   
    BossyShoeBitch


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    Oh man!  Do you know that this entire time I thought the story was true!! LOL

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    RE: Not enough wank fodder! - 9/4/2008 10:03:57 PM   
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    Hey not bad.

    Porn involving a cuck, a switch female, and some nice acting on the part of the top.


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