Visiting the Professor
Once, as a young specialist, I went for a training course. The course was led by a very charismatic instructor, around 40 years old. I was the youngest in the group, not even 25 yet. One evening, while walking around the unfamiliar city, I accidentally ran into the instructor. One thing led to another, and the evening continued at a bar. I don't drink, and a couple of shots went straight to my head and legs. When we arrived at his place, I was confused, to which the professor replied that I had fallen asleep in the taxi, and he didn't know my address, so he decided not to leave me alone on the street. He opened some fancy liqueur, and we started savoring it. It was getting late, time to head home. I was pretty
drunk, and the host suggested I take a contrast shower so I wouldn't fall asleep in the taxi. I stood under the strong streams of water, thinking about how cool and charismatic he was. When I got out of the shower, I couldn't find my clothes. I had to put on a short robe hanging on a hook. Slapping my wet heels on the floor, I staggered out to find out where my clothes had gone. Entering the bedroom, I saw my pants and t-shirt on a chair by the bed. Then, strong male arms hugged me from behind, and a hoarse whisper spoke right into my ear: "Don't rush, beautiful, you'll go home in the morning." Then hot lips began kissing my neck, and strong hands slid over my chest and thighs, slipping under the robe. He groped me like a man does with a woman. After a minute, the robe fell at my feet, and I was left naked in the middle of the bedroom in his embrace. He ran his palms from my hips upward, thereby throwing my arms around his neck, and, still behind me, continued caressing my nipples, then moved down to my pubic area and began playing with my cock and balls, which had no hair. I moaned and started pressing my ass against his cock."Well, shall we introduce your ass to my cock?"
"Will you be gentle with me?"
"Of course, my girl! Becoming a woman hurts a bit at first, but once I enter your ass and break your cherry, you won't be able to live without regular anal sex."
"Please, take me like a girl and make me your woman."
He threw me onto the bed, spread my legs, and positioned himself between them. Taking both our cocks, my man started jerking them together. After gathering enough lubrication, the host generously greased my hole. Then he pressed his slippery, hard cock against my virgin ring. I wrapped my legs around his back and relaxed my buns. The professor inserted his penis into me, and I felt instant pain, but he didn't stop upon hearing my cry; instead, he kept moving deeper and faster. The pain passed, and pleasure came. He lay on top of me and fucked me like a student deciding to put out for an A. Wrapping my arms and legs around his strong body, I impaled my ass onto his shaft and moaned loudly. We came simultaneously; my sperm smeared across our bodies, and his filled me inside with a thick, hot, pulsating stream. When he pulled out of me, I touched myself between my buns and happily felt the stretched hole from which sticky fluid was leaking.
He went to take a shower, and I lay powerless on the crumpled sheets, thinking about how I would now have sex with my wife when I returned home.