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Click hereI rolled over onto my hands and knees and managed to stand amid a number of "poor, tired old man" comments from Jan. We had a quick, fun shower. She playfully stimulated my penis until I was hard, then she kissed me. "Now we can get out!" She said. As soon as we were dried off, I picked her up and carried her to my bed. She remarked that I wasn't as old and decrepit as she had said.
"I'm too tired to fuck you, Jan. But I want to fall asleep with my penis inside you." I laid her on the bed and positioned myself between her legs in the missionary position.
In the dim moonlight coming in the window, I could see Jan looking carefully into my eyes. I felt something stir deep inside my soul. I was afraid to blink for fear that it would end the wordless communication our eyes had established. I was acutely aware of the closeness of her body to mine. I could sense that she was telling me more than words could express.
Without blinking she whispered in a throaty voice, "I don't mean to correct the professor, but I don't think we can ever again just fuck, can we? Aren't we going to make love from now on?" If I hadn't previously known I was in trouble, I surely did now. I nodded and she smiled at me. Men have killed each other when women have smiled like that.
She closed her eyes and her entire body moved against mine as she kissed me. I very slowly began to press my penis against her slit. I could feel her opening herself to take me inside, inch by inch. When I was completely inside her, I rolled us both over and held her on top of me. "Now we can go to sleep. Goodnight, Jan!"
She kissed me and laid her head on my chest. I felt her squeeze my penis by tightening her abdominal muscles several times as we both quickly relaxed and began to fall asleep. I was asleep when I thought I heard her whisper, "Goodnight, my love." But it was probably just a dream.
Several hours later I awoke and carefully pulled the sheet over us. My penis had come out of Jan, but she was gently clutching it and my balls with one hand. We were wrapped around each other, face-to-face, her head against my chest. My ex-wife had never slept with me like that. She had always rolled over and faced away from me. I pulled Jan even closer against me kissed the top of her head. I whispered, "Goodnight to you, my love." And fell asleep breathing in the scent of her hair.
"The Grade-Whore: Ch. 2 Passions Erupt" recounts the conclusion to this story.
- COMMENTS
oldtwitover 1 year agoWell I liked this apart from him wiping her behind, I know it MUST be someone’s thing but turned me off and others as well by the response
RodimusMikeover 1 year agoIt wasn't specified if Jan had fucked her other Professors but she did say she had sex with her last boyfriend,and gave blowjobs to about 6 guys.So that says Jan is somewhat still innocent.
It may seem like the Professor was conditioning Jan to only want him,which to be honest seems alright.And as for the term Grade Whore to refer to Jan at the beginning that may have been true but by the weekends end Jan turned into a loving companion to Professor,and I think she grew to only want him for his maturity and virility even tho he was so much older.
I think if they overcome the age gap Jan and Prof could eventually be a great couple after she graduates,and start the rest of their lives together.
Anonymousabout 2 years agoGot to page 4 and stopped when he wanted to watch Jan shit and then wanted to wipe her. Um yeah, No. That when i fast forwarded to the end to write this comment. You ruined a perfectly good story with that shit ( literally)
TSreaderover 3 years agoVery well written! And finding more than they expected was superb. Thank you!
