Kathleen Part 4

Time went on and we were just one week away from Kathleen’s twentieth birthday.  She was in her first year of college and we were as happy as ever.  She was doing really well in her classes, and decided that taking a week off to go on a cruise to celebrate our one year anniversary wouldn’t hurt her grades at all as long as she didn’t have any tests for the week.  Unfortunately, the day before we were supposed to leave, her calculus teacher announced that he was having a surprise test on Monday.  When she told me about the test, she was crying so hard I barely understood what she was saying.

I decided that we should go to the professor’s office and tell him about our plans and see if we could convince him to let Kathleen take a make up test when we got back.  Kathleen was skeptical, but didn’t see the harm in trying.

”What if he says no?” Kathleen asked.

”Well,” I said, ”I guess we’ll just have to reschedule and take a shorter cruise.  We can always take another cruise this summer.”

”But I want to go now,” she said.  ”This is our first anniversary, not this summer. But if I don’t take the test, I’ll end up with a B.”

I laughed at that.  ”You know, I would have killed for a B in calculus when I was in college.”

”I know,” she said, ”but my mom made all A’s in college.  I just want to prove that I can do it too.  I know I don’t have to and I know you won’t be mad if I don’t, but I’ll know.”

I couldn’t argue with that, so I just smiled and kissed her on the head.  We both grabbed a jacket and off we went to try to catch her professor before he left for the day.

When we got to Kathleen’s school, it looked as if all the teachers were gone for the day, but then we noticed a light in one of the upstairs offices.

”I think that’s his office there,” she said.

We walked into the building and up the stairs to where his office was and sure enough, the light was coming from under the door.  The sign on the door said ‘Pro. Eugene Gun.’

Kathleen knocked on the door, but it must not have been latched shut all the way because it began to slowly open.  The first thing I saw was the back of an office chair in front of a computer screen with a picture of a young woman sitting on one of the benches in front of the school.  The girl obviously didn’t know her picture was being taken, because she was sitting on the bench in a short skirt with her legs slightly open just enough to see her pink, lace panties.  By the window, I noticed a camera on a tripod with a long range lens on it.  It didn’t take long to figure out what was going on here.

The professor fumbled with his slacks, trying to hurry and put his cock away while shouting, ”Just a minute.” I guess he didn’t realize that the door opened on its own and we both knew what he was doing.

”Oh my word,” the professor said, looking up to see us.

”It’s OK,” Kathleen giggled.  ”We won’t say a word to anyone.  Promise.”

The professor looked to me and I just smiled and held up my hands as if to say, ‘I didn’t see a thing.’

He leaned back in his chair, a little more relieved, but still very embarrassed.  I took note, for the first time, of the man’s appearance.  He was definitely older, I’d say around seventy or so, with thin grey hair in a horseshoe shape around his head.  He had a long white beard and mustache that seemed much thicker than the remaining hair on his head.  His blue eyes were dimmed with age to an almost blue grey.  He was skinny and sickly looking, but had a pot belly that stuck out like a pregnant woman about to go into labor.  His leathery, dry skin was covered in wrinkles and dark brown splotches all over.  His teeth were yellow and thin which made him look like something straight out of a nightmare.  I could hardly stand to look at the man, so I figured Kathleen must feel increasingly intimidated by the man, but when I looked over to her, I didn’t see any such look upon her face.  In fact, she had the same look that she has when she looks at any man.  WANT!!!

That’s one of the things I’ve come to learn about Kathleen.  She sees all men the same way.  As someone to please.  I know that I’m the one that Kathleen loves and always will. She would never do anything to hurt me or even upset me, but she still sees every man as being someone that I could share her with, and she wants me to.  She wants to please me by pleasing them.  Like I said before, she really knows how to please me, but that’s not why we’re here.

Kathleen and I sat on the couch against the wall as the professor finished putting himself together.  Kathleen seemed disappointed that he didn’t just continue to jerk himself off right there, but I wasn’t sure that we weren’t going to give the poor old man even more to think about the next time he jerked off before we left there.

”So what is it I can help you with?” he asked.

”It’s about our surprise test on Monday,” Kathleen said.  ”I was wondering if there was any way that I could skip the test and make it up in a week.”

”But I’ve never let anyone take a make up exam except in extreme conditions,” he said.  ”Why are you wanting to miss?”

Kathleen looked disappointed as she said, ”I was going on a cruise next week to celebrate our first year together.”

”I’m sorry,” he said, ”but I just can’t excuse you for that.  I really hate to ruin your plans, but rules are rules.”

I got up and walked over to the window.  Placing my hand on the camera, I said, ”I’ll bet there is one deal we can work out.”

”Are you going to blackmail me?” he asked.

”No,” I said.  ”I’m not that kind of person.  I’m not, on the other hand, above bribery.”

He looked confused.

”If,” I continued, ”you allow Kathleen to make up the test, then I can provide you with not only more jerk off material, but at least this one time, allow you to do more than just take secret pictures from your office window.”

Looking even more confused, he asked, ”What are you saying?”

I was going to have to make this as clear as I could to him.

”Kathleen is my voluntary slave.  She willingly does whatever I tell her to do.  If you allow her to go on this trip, you can do whatever you want to her right here in your office, and I’ll even take pictures for you so you can jack off to them later.”

He had a surprised look on his face as he looked to Kathleen.  She smiled at him as she opened up her jacket and pulled down the front of her shirt and bra exposing her breasts.  Her nipples were already hard as she began to rub them.  The professor stared wide eyed as he considered my proposal.

”I’ll tell you what,” he said, ”why don’t I email you the test and you can complete it and send it back anytime before the end of the day Monday?  Does that sound fair to you?”

”More than fair,” Kathleen said as she stood up to undress.

The professor got up and walked around his desk to her.  I took the camera off the tripod and changed out the long range lens for the normal lens sitting in the window sill.  I got the camera turned on and started to take pictures for the old man to look at later.

As I started to take the pictures, he had one of his arms wrapped around Kathleen’s waist as he sucked on her tit.  His other hand was between her legs massaging her open, wet pussy.  It always amazed me how much of a slut she had become and how she was always ready.  No matter where she was, what she was doing, or who she was with.

He pulled away from her as he started undoing his pants again.  ”Get on your knees, girl,” he said.

Kathleen eagerly complied as she helped him retrieve his dick from his shorts.  It was longer than I expected it to be.  I’d say about seven and a half to eight inches and fat enough that Kathleen barely got her hand around it.  I was beginning to think old men must get bigger with age and started looking forward to it.

Kathleen stroked his cock, looking up into his eyes.  She stuck out her tongue and liked the tip, letting her tongue slide into the tiny opening.  Eugene’s head tilted back and he let out a low, rumbling groan.  She spit on him and continued to stroke him while taking his balls into her mouth.  They were covered in hair, but she didn’t let that stop her.  She sucked on his balls like they were rich and succulent meat for her pleasure alone.  Then she let them fall from her mouth and took the head of his cock in their place.  She slowly lowered her mouth down along his shaft, moaning and savoring each and every inch.

In the corner, on top of a file cabinet, I saw a mini hand held video recorder.  I grabbed it and started to record everything while still taking pictures with my left hand.  I was getting so hard, but I had promised this round to Eugene, and I wasn’t about to go back on my word.

Eugene seemed surprised when Kathleen had taken him all the way into her mouth.  A year ago, I would have been too, but after all the practice she had learning to suck Louis’ dick, this was a cake walk.  She worked her mouth up and down on his cock slowly while he played with her tits.  The old man was in ecstasy, and I could tell that he hadn’t had this much fun in several years.

”Oh fuck me, that’s good,” he said.  ”You are the best little cock sucking whore I’ve ever seen.”

Kathleen smiled up at him as she began to quicken her pace.

”Oh no,” he said.  ”Slow down little girl.  I don’t want this to end too quickly.  I still haven’t got to fuck you yet.”

”It’s OK,” she said, breaking for a moment.  ”You made a deal.  You can use me and cum inside of me as many times as you like tonight. As long as you’re done with me before we have to leave in the morning.”

Eugene laughed and grabbed her by her hair, thrusting himself back deep into her mouth saying, ”In that case slut, I’m going to cum several times tonight.”

At that, Kathleen pulled him as far into her mouth as she could and opened her mouth wide, letting herself choke on his cock deep in her throat.  Eugene grabbed a handful of hair on both sides of her head and began to forcibly fuck her mouth hard.  Each thrust slammed into her face, making me fear that he was hurting her.  If he was, you wouldn’t be able to tell it on Kathleen’s face.  She looked as if nothing in this world could have given her more pleasure.  Eugene threw his head back as he began to cum.  He forced himself deep into her throat.  Kathleen tried to swallow every last drop, but it was too much and she began to gag as some of the white liquid bubbled up from her open mouth and covered her chin with thick gobs of it.  Eugene gave her several loads to swallow down and what she couldn’t then, she scooped up and swallowed after.

Eugene sat on the couch to come down from his orgasm.  Kathleen crawled over to him and took his head back into her mouth.  She sucked on him gently while rubbing his balls in order to make sure that he didn’t go soft.

Eugene looked down at her and pushed her hair back so that he could see her face.  Then he pulled her up to him and kissed her deeply.  His hands roamed her body as they kissed and then he began to kiss her on the neck and chest.  Kathleen climbed into his lap and offered him her breasts to suck on.  He sucked on one nipple and then the other as she glided her hips back and forth, massaging his dick between the lovely pink folds of her wanton cunt.

”Stop being a little fucking tease,” he said, ”and get that pussy on my fucking cock so I can fuck you like the little trashy whore that you are.”

Kathleen was more than happy to do as she was told and so she slid her hand between them to line him up with her.  She leaned her head back as he slowly eased into her.  Kathleen looked at me as she started to ride him up and down, moaning loudly.  It didn’t take long for me to realize that it wasn’t actually me she was looking at though.  She was putting on a show for the camera.  She was getting off on the fact that he would be jerking off as he watched this later just as much as she was actually doing it now.  I think she even liked the idea that he might even show this to some of his friends as well.

Eugene grabbed Kathleen by the waist and started to force her up and down as fast as she could go.  He was moaning very loudly.  Kathleen leaned down to kiss him and he probed her mouth with his tongue.  Kathleen was sliding back and forth, grinding into him.  I was really surprised at the stamina that this old man had.  He definitely didn’t look like he could fuck the way he was at the moment.

”Damn, little girl,” he said, breaking their kiss.  ”For such a fucking whore, your pussy is so tight.  I’m not going to last long like this.  Why don’t you lean over the arm of this couch and let me fuck you from behind.”

Kathleen leaned over the arm while Eugene finished undressing himself.  She watched him over her shoulder with anticipation.  She reached between her legs and started to rub her clit while she waited, and then Eugene was behind her sliding his cock back into her soaked cunt.  He started fucking her slow, taking his time to enjoy her body.  He raised his hand high above his head and brought it down hard on her ass.  Kathleen squealed a little, but then just arched her back as she moaned loudly.  Eugene raised his hand again and smacked her ass hard.  Kathleen seemed to get even more turned on by this.  Two more times he spanked her before rubbing it in a smooth circular motion.

”Does the little whore girl like to be treated rough when she’s getting her pussy fucked?” he asked.

Kathleen didn’t answer him.  Instead, she buried her face into the couch arm as she moaned loudly.

Eugene leaned over her, grabbed her by the back of her hair and yanked her head back to whisper in her ear, ”I asked you a question you little whore.  It’s not polite to ignore your elders.”

”Yes,” she shouted.  ”I like it when you smack my ass.  I love to feel the sting of your hand on my flesh.  I love the burning it leaves behind.  Smack it hard, professor.  Beat me like the nasty little whore I am.  I want you to make my ass burn.”

”That’s what I thought, you little whore,” he said.  ”You’re just like those little sluts that wear those short skirts in class.  You want dirty old men like me to notice you.  You want to make us jerk off while thinking about how soft and sweet your pussy must be.”

”Yes,” Kathleen said.  ”I love it when you look at me in class.  I want you to look at me.  I want to look up and know that your hand is under your desk pumping your cock as you watch me.”

Eugene kept his fist balled up in her hair as he smacked her ass several more times.  With each smack, it seemed as if his thrusts became harder and faster.  Kathleen’s screams and moans began to blend together.  It wasn’t going to be long before both of them would be cumming again.

”That’s it,” Kathleen said.  ”Fuck me hard.  Fuck your whore student’s slut cunt.  I want it so bad.”

Eugene began grunting like an animal.  His thrusts were deep and hard.  Kathleen began to shake and convulse.  From the look on Eugene’s face, it was easy to tell that Kathleen’s pussy was starting to tighten around his cock.  As Kathleen’s orgasm overtook her body, Eugene too shouted out and buried himself deep inside her.  I don’t know how many loads he let loose in her, but it must have been a lot.  I could see it as it oozed from her, from around him.  Both of their orgasms lasted for a long time.

When they finally subsided, Eugene collapsed on the couch.  Kathleen turned around to him and dropped to her knees.  She took him back into her mouth and slowly sucked him all the way into her throat.  She was gentle with him, but she needed him to give her more.  As it turned out though, there was no need to be gentle.  Eugene placed his hand on the back of Kathleen’s head and forced as much of himself into her mouth as possible.  Kathleen accepted him greedily as he began to thrust up into her.  You would have thought a man of his age would be too worn out to keep going, but he was obviously not nearly ready to be done.  He was extremely rough with her.  He grabbed her around the throat and pushed her head down onto him hard.

”You’re going to suck my cock for all it’s worth and then I’m going to cover your face with cum, you fucking bitch whore,” he said.  ”When you come into my class from now on, I want you to look at me and think about my cock in your throat, choking you.  I want to see you rubbing that tight little pussy for me when I walk in the room, thinking about what all I done to you here and how much you loved every second of it.”

Kathleen was groaning loudly, sucking as hard as she could as he violently fucked her face.  Eugene’s grunts were getting loud as he began to pant hard.  I knew it was getting close.  Suddenly, Eugene pulled his cock from her mouth and grabbed hold of it.  He let lose five large loads that landed on her face and tits.  She looked so wonderful covered in his cum.  It was running in thick gobs down her face and strings draped from her chin to her chest.

Looking down at her, Eugene said, ”I’m done with you now, little whore girl.  You can leave my office now.  I’ll send you that email and then our business will be done.”

Eugene got up from the couch and grabbed his clothes as he walked back to his desk and began to get dressed.  Kathleen started to wipe the cum from her face as she stood up, but I grabbed her hand to stop her.  She looked at me confused, but offered no resistance.

”I want that to stay there until we get home,” I said.

Kathleen smiled and nodded her head.  She got up from the floor and started toward her clothes piled up in the corner.

”You won’t be needing those either,” I told her as I gathered them for her.

I took Kathleen by the hand and led her from the office.  The good professor never even looked up as I shut the door behind us.  Kathleen walked from his office, through the school, down the stairs, across the lobby where she smiled at the security guard as we passed by him and told him good night, across the parking lot to my car, and then rode all the way home without a single stitch of clothing and her face and chest covered with cum.  I slowed down at every green light to give it time to turn red, and at every one, the people in the next car stared.  I could tell it was turning her on, and when a few of them that were men shouted out lewd comments, she would instinctively rub her pussy making sure they knew exactly what she was doing.

When we got home that night, I threw her onto the floor just inside the door and fucked her roughly several times without ever closing the door.  By the time I finished with her, we only had a few hours to get some sleep before we had to get up and get our showers in time for the taxi to show up to take us to the airport.

Kathleen did exactly as Eugene had asked.  Every day that she had his class, she would wear short skirts with no panties, even in the cold months, so that he could watch her rubbing her pussy under her desk.  Eugene also did as Kathleen asked and would pull out his cock and jerk off under his desk every day.

We ended up finding out that he did in fact let some of his friends watch the video of him and Kathleen.  A fact that turned Kathleen on whenever she would think about it.  And as it would turn out, Eugene wasn’t the only professor that Kathleen would end up fucking before graduating college, but those are other stories.  Kathleen never ended up fucking Eugene again after that night, but there were some of her professors that would end up fucking her several times.

 

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