Art School Professor: Threesome during the Christmas Party (Part II) (FF) (FFM) (Anal)

[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kmtvm5/art_school_professor_fucking_during_the_christmas/)

I quickly sat up scared.

The professor’s wife entered the room. “Relax sweetie” she said placing a soft hand on my shoulder and laying me back down. She approached us and took hold of her husband’s hard cock and began to kiss him.

I sat there bewildered watching the professor make out with his wife while he was still straddling my chest as she slowly jerked him off inches away from my face. “How rude of me, you were in the middle of something.” She said playfully. She held his cock and pointed it back toward my mouth. I tentatively started to lick the tip looking to her face for approval. Her face was utter desire and horniness, her eyes following the movements of my lips and tongue. I slowly got back into the rhythm, grabbing his shaft and balls with my hands and suckling the bulbous head.

I felt a new sensation between my legs. His wife’s tongue began probing my pussy, pushing her tongue deep into my creamy cunt.

I briefly took his cock out of my mouth to moan “Fuck! That feels good!”

I continue sucking the professor’s cock paying special attention to the tip and rhythmically moving my hands up and down his shaft, motivated by his wife’s enthusiastic tongue lashing of my pussy.

He came for the second time of the night, shooting burst thick sweet cum down my throat. I swallowed it all like a greedy little slut.

Having cum twice in the past twenty minutes he rolled off of me and sat on the bed admiring the glorious sight before him. I imagine it must have looked like his wife went back in time to eat herself out.

I had been with a few girls before, but she was an expert at this. She performed cunnilingus like an artist sketching a lover, with passion, precision and attention to detail.

Soon after she had gotten her fill, she noticed that her husband had left my mouth unoccupied and started to hurriedly undress, sliding her petite frame out her tight red dress.

She stepped toward me looking at me like I was a snack soon to be devoured. She straddled my body and leaned down to my face for a passionate kiss, her face and lips still slick with my own grool.

She broke the kiss and stepped out of off her lacy high waisted panties revealing an amazing pussy with full lips and a prominent clit. She carefully draped her already soaked panties over my face and scooted her carefully manicured pussy up to my face and said “My turn!”

The thin fabric over my face partially obscured my vision, especially in the dark, but my other senses more than made up for the loss. The scent from her panties was intoxicating, making me eager to taste the source. I felt her labia lightly brush over my full lips as I stuck out my tongue to feel and taste what I could not see. Reaching out with my tongue until she lowered herself all at once and her entire vagina was covering my mouth.

I feasted on her pussy. Sucking, nibbling, and licking every wall and fold. Probing deep and kneading and groping her ass to pull her closer into my face.

She moaned deep and throatily, grabbing my hair and rubbing her own tits. I ate that woman’s pussy for what seemed like an hour, but was probably just a few minutes. I had been with women before, but there was something about this woman that made me want to worship her body. She kept grinding her mound into my face faster and faster until a rush of her womanly essence drained from her, soaking my face and neck. I continued to lick her thighs and legs, trying to taste all of her.

She collapsed on top of me in a panting heap, her hard nipples rubbing against mine, still writhing with orgasmic aftershocks. We remained like this for a minute or so until suddenly I saw her face come alive with pleasure, as she rocked back and forth. “Oooh don’t you love how my husband’s cock feels when he’s inside of you” she moaned into my ear in her sweetly seductive voice. I felt the professor’s balls rhythmically slapping against my pussy and clit as he fucked his wife on top of me.

While bucking back and forth on her husband’s cock she stretched her arm down between both of our legs and hooked two fingers into my entrance. Every movement of the two on top of me was transferred to my already dripping slit. Every thrust from above pushed his wife’s fingers deep inside of me and ground her palm against my clit. I started moaning uncontrollably, his wife and I staring into each other’s eyes as we all fucked each other.

The professor grunted that he was getting close. His wife whispered back to him “Do it how we used to do it in Mexico.” He pulled out his cock which is almost ready to explode, he reached down to collect some of the copious amounts of grool and cum produced by his wife and I.

He quickly slathered it across his wife’s asshole probing his thick fingers into his wife’s waiting hole, pushing our combined juices past her tight ring, pre-coating her insides with cum.

The short break in action gave him a bit more stamina, but he was just as hard as before. He placed the thick head of his cock at the entrance to his wife’s anal entrance. Her waiting and practiced ass accepted his girth as he slowly sunk his cock to the bottom of her.

Once he was all the way in, he started fucking her ass in earnest. She shrieked in delight and her eyes began to roll back in her head.

The downward pressure of the professor fucking his wife’s ass pressed my G spot down onto his wife’s fingers inside me, fingers that had become more active since having her ass filled with her partner’s cock.

My body started to shake and my legs quiver as I began to cum on his wife’s expert fingers

All of my senses started to short circuit and become overrun with pleasure. It was more than just the pressure on my G spot or the palm grinding against my clit. It was everything. All the sensations, sights, sounds, smells, and tastes flooding my senses, his wife’s deep moans into my ear, being used as a piece of human sex furniture for two lovers, staring into the eyes of this sex goddess as my orgasm mounted. All of those feelings and sensations seemed to converge at a single point deep in my vagina and exploded outward, rippling throughout my body in what felt more like a nuclear bomb than an orgasm.

I squirted for the first time in my life and let out a scream that seemed to come from outside my body

The sexual shockwave of me cumming and squirting rippled through the three of us causing his wife and the professor to cum in quick succession. His wife came next in a back-arching, quivering howl. The professor came last, burying his cock deep in his wife’s ass emptying the last of what his balls had to offer with a long satisfied “FUUUUUCCKKKK” his body seeming to vibrate.

We all collapsed onto one another. Our sweat-slick bodies sliding off of one another into a tangled heap of sex and limbs covered in perspiration and every type of cum. All of our combined energy spent and left collecting in a pool between the three of our genitalia. With the last bit of energy the professor could muster he said “Aren’t you glad you came to the Christmas party.”

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