[MF] A Face Fucking

Dr. John and I had been hooking up regularly in the 2nd semester of my freshman year. He was my history professor. We always played at his off-campus house in an attempt to keep our friendship under wraps.

One day in class as he handed back grades papers, mine had a post it on it that read:

My place tonight @8.

Yay! I loved playing with him. He was so experienced and cultured. Dr. John had introduced me to tantric sex weeks earlier and I was hooked. I was hoping for another play session tonight.

I took time that evening to thoroughly groom, slipping into some matching panties and bra that he had given me. I rubbed myself in a very sensually scented cream that he had given me as well. It was very exotic, smelling of spices and rich amber.

When I arrived at his house that night, Dr. John answered the door in his usual jeans and professors sweater though he was looking a little harried and stressed. I walked inside, closing the door behind me. He pulled me into his arms and buried his face into the side of my neck, his arms wrapped firmly around my waist. I held him close, sensing something was off but unsure what. Finally he broke away and said that it had been a super shitty week with the history department head and he was just in a really crabby mood. Oh man…this was not the evening I was hoping for. I looked up at him and just simply asked, “How can I help?” He smirked at me and replied, “just being around you is enough, just let me vent please.” “Ok, vent away.” So he did. Poor thing just unloaded all the drama and shit from the week as we sat on the couch sharing a bottle of wine.

We sat together as he talked, my feet in his lap, him mindlessly caressing them. He then asked me to sit in his lap, so I moved over to him and could feel his fat cock was already hard as I sat on him. I could see he was pretty intoxicated and wondered how much he had drank before I had arrived. I kissed him firmly on the lips, tasting wine and I think whiskey from earlier. His cock thumped my ass through his jeans. I shifted to straddle him, rubbing my covered pussy on his lap as we kissed. His hands found my ass and began to rub it, pulling me even closer to him.

I broke our kissing and leaned back, pulling off my sweater to reveal the bra he had given me. Dr. John smiled broadly quite pleased and then asked to see the rest. I hadn’t worn them for him yet. I stood and removed my jeans while he just watched. I don’t remember the color or even really what it looked like, but it was the nicest lingerie I owned to that point and it felt so grownup. He had me spin in a circle so he could see my ample ass filling out the tiny panties. “You truly are stunning. I mean good god.” he said quietly. I smiled softly for him and then tugged him to his feet. I hoped he would take me upstairs to his bed and spend the night pleasuring each other but as he stood, he undid his pants and that fat cock of his was free.

He kissed me. Not for long but it was a hard kiss. Intense. Demanding. His hand on my waist held me tightly to his chest. When he released me, he said, “Blow me.” It wasn’t a request, not really a demand either. It was just a simple “do it”.

Kneeling before him, I wrapped my tiny hand around his thick cock. My fingers couldn’t reach all the way around it but I knew I could blow him, I’d done it before a number of times. I began to lick him from the base to the tip. Over and over, slowly, dragging my tongue up and down to get him super wet so I could take him in my mouth. When he was fully slick, I wrapped my lips around that delicious head and started to suck.

I felt his hands move to my head, wrapping his fingers through my hair. He gathered it back to keep it from my face, holding it with one hand. The other he entangled at my scalp, pulling it gently causing me to moan on his dick.

I sucked and sucked him. Nibbling, licking, fisting his cock. He began to move against my face, back and forth with my movements. His grip on my hair tightened as I licked him up and down, sucking his cock and swirling my tongue all over it. Dr. John began to thrust his hips, pushing his swollen dick deeper and deeper into my throat. I was struggling to keep breathing as he full on began to fuck my face. I could hear him grunting as he fucked me. He was using my mouth as a pussy to fuck. His hand pulled my hair tighter to hold me still, I dropped my jaw as far as I could to give him more movement. It felt incredible. No man had ever used me like that and I was fucking hooked.

He didn’t last long after he started face fucking me. Maybe a minute or two and with the final slam, he shot his load all down my throat. I swallowed and swallowed but some still leaked from the edges of my mouth.

I looked up at him to see his eyes closed. When he finally opened them, he looked down to see me watching his face. He pulled me to my feet and pulled me to his chest, one hand on my back and the other on the back of my head. He apologized profusely for using me like that and treating me so poorly. I instantly assured him that I was fine and thought it was hot as hell, which caused him to laugh quite hard. He kissed me firmly, intimately after and then took me upstairs to his bed.

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