He pumped his load into me with loud staccato grunts.
I dropped my legs and his face buried into the side of my neck.
“God Mags, you do it for me like no one ever has. I can’t get enough of you.” He pushed up. “I’d stay here and fuck you all day, but I have early classes to teach.”
I had no illusions that he would find what he needed if necessary. He was a powerful man that wouldn’t be denied. It was him. His nature.
.***.
I grabbed a coffee from the cart on campus and found a seat at an empty table. A shadow fell over the table, and I looked up.
“Hey Kenny, I haven’t seen you for a while.”
Kendra was in a few classes with me, and we occasionally played tennis. I ended up whipping her ass every time, so it wasn’t much fun for her.
“I had to go home for my grandad’s funeral.”
“Awh, sorry honey. That’s tough.”
She nodded. “Hey, I have a meeting with your dad to see how I’m doing.”
Kendra didn’t do well at tennis but was a beautiful gymnast. She was so lithe I think her body could do any position.”
“He’s such a hunk,” she sighed.
“Yeah, “I said without emotion although my brain was in turmoil with a plan. “You probably like his hands on you during the checkup,” I chuckled.
“Oh my god yeah. I keep hoping he’ll make a move, but I’ll never get that lucky.”
“you never know. What do you wear when you go into his office?”
“Leotard and stretch tights. I have to get into all gymnast poses, plus he added yoga.”
“Hmm. Maybe you should mix it up and wear something sexier?”
She sipped her coffee and looked at me over the rim.
“That’s brilliant. And I know just the thing to wear. I have it with me as a matter of fact.” Her smile was naughty. “Will you come with me? So, I don’t back out.”
“Sure! Dad said I could be his assistant. No better time than now.”
.***.***.***.
The door opened and closed while Dad read the file in his hands. A few moments later he looked up and saw Kendra sitting on the table.
“Hey Kendra, how’s it going… I think we had you into additional strength training aimed at yoga moves?”
He finally noticed my presence.
“Marguerite! I didn’t know you’d be here,” he said, his face softening as soon as he saw me.
“I thought I could be your assistant. Kenny said she doesn’t mind.”
He shrugged, although he had a quizzical look on his face. “Sure.”
He set the file on the table next to her and began to run his hands up her thighs from her knees. He jerked back as it occurred to him, she was wearing a tennis skirt and bare legs.
He recovered nicely and told her to lay back and put her feet in the high stirrups. Because her exercises were for different muscle masses, he looked at her body differently than mine.
She put her arms over her head and grabbed the handles that were at the end of the bed.
She wasn’t wearing a bra, so the thin t-shirt stretched across her mounds and rode up baring her flat stomach. She wiggled to get comfortable in that position, legs up high and arms stretched above her.
“I’m ready Dr. Honoré,” she said.
Her legs were bare, her feet hooked in the wide stirrups.
“Ok Kendra, let me check your calf and knees.”
He did a thorough evaluation, making notes every so often.
He held his hand on the back of her thigh just above her knee and began to squeeze the muscles opposite. I could tell when he noticed her bikini panties barely covered her cunt. He went slower as he worked the muscles toward the V of her legs.
He made notes and moved to the other leg, doing the same. He asked her some more questions and made notes.
“Okay, we have the info for the muscles relaxed, now we need them working.”
She knew the drill and immediately pulled her hips up with her feet. Her legs automatically spread, offering Dad a better view of her sweet pussy.
I walked up behind him, and Kenny smiled at me conspiratorially. Her face was flushed, and I knew she was turned on.
She was still gripping the handles behind her head, and I noticed her nipples were incredibly long and poked lewdly through her thin t-shirt. I’d never been with a girl but wanted to see those delicious nipples.
Dad went to his desk to get something, and I quickly eased the hem of her shirt up further, to bare the undercurve of her breast, the fabric barely clinging to her bullet-hard nipples.
“Okay, time to check your hips.”
He had her twist from side to side while he felt the muscles up the back of her thighs to her ass, which was now bare because of all the movement. I saw that the crotch of her panties slipped between her pussy lips and bared them on each side. Swollen puffy smooth pussy lips peeked around the edges in temptation.
He put her through the same movements while she checked the muscles on her inner thighs. There was no way he could do that without touching her bared lips.
His breathing was labored as he did the same on the other leg. I slid my hand around the front of him and squeezed his throbbing cock. He hesitated for a moment and reached up to widen the harnesses from the ceiling, spreading her legs even further apart.
“Okay Kendra,” he said, clearing his throat. “Time to check glutes and over to the hips.”
This time as she pulled herself up, her legs were frog-like, feet flat against each other with spread her pussy even wider. The crotch of her panties was soaked, and you could smell her sex.
I began to squeeze his cock while he manipulated her hips. He had her do some motions while he felt her glutes, then around the tops of her thighs to her hips.
His thumbs were in the crease between her lips and thigh. I saw his hand shaking as he brushed her wet lips. She moaned softly. He swallowed and groaned.
He grabbed the edge of her bikini and ripped one side, then the other, and tossed it on the floor. He nearly crawled onto the table to bury his face in her cunt. She shook and rubbed it on his face, and he vibrated a groan in her cunt.
He was on his side, and I unzipped his pants and took his throbbing cock out. I sucked it down my throat while he grunted deep into her pussy. Her moans turned into long mews as he took her higher.
I just fucked his cock with my mouth. I suctioned hard, locked my lips, and fucked his cock with my steamy hot mouth. At the moment she whimpered out waves of orgasm, she shot his load down my throat while sucking up the juices from her.
Her hand found mine and tugged, and I leaned over to kiss her, passing his hot juice. We moaned and kissed deeply. I found her tits and twisted those ridiculously long nipples.
We both became inflamed and moaned into each other’s mouths. Dad slipped his hand in my panties, and I could tell by her reaction he put his hand on her at the same time. He began fingering us until we groaned out orgasms in each other’s mouths.
After she got dressed and left, he pulled me onto his lap behind his desk.
“You set me up, you naughty girl.”
“Yep. And you loved it.”
“Oh god, did I ever. You know how to trip my switches.”
“You noticed who got your cock.”
“I did and I was glad. I didn’t want to share with anyone else.”
“I don’t mind you eating another girl. Maybe even let her suck your dick. Maybe. But no fucking anyone but me.”
“Oh, you got that deal very easily. My cock is for your sweet cunt only.”
I hoped that was true. I knew he was used to getting what he wanted, and I couldn’t always be with him.
.***.***.***.
In the next several months I found that he was quite satisfied. We shared a bed every night. My mother never ventured into that wing of the house and had no idea what was going on under the same roof. I have to wonder if she cared.
Daddy had access to me when and however he wanted. Sometimes he came home from school and was already aroused and needy. That usually happened when one of his students tried seducing him.
This afternoon I was napping on the bed in my panties when he arrived home. I woke up to the door being shut and the lock set.
He rolled me on my stomach and roughly pulled my panties down my legs. That started a gush that he checked for by running his fingers down my slit.
I went up on my knees, my face in the pillow. His cock was poised at my entrance; he slid in deep with no preliminaries. I moaned as his cock stretched my tunnel. He held my hips and began to pound into me. He went in so deep his balls slapped my clit, which was long and swollen.
“Oh my god,’ I moaned, shuddering out my first orgasm.
His fingers dug in tighter, and he hissed through his teeth while my cunt rhythmically squeezed his marauding cock.
It was intense. His arousal was pent up and I was going to get the explosion.
I tried to ride his cock, but he held my hips tight and fucked me hard and fast. On a mission for release.
Suddenly he drove in deep, my face buried in the pillow, and his cock pumped hot loads of cum deep inside me. A low deep throated growl accompanied his release.
My cunt squeezed his cock, milking every drop.
He pulled out, twisted my hips so I flopped over on my back, spread my thighs, and lapped up all our juices while creating waves of pleasure until I crashed and let loose all over his face.
He stretched out next to me and it was only then I noticed he was still dressed, his pants and shorts still down around his knees. His suit jacket and shirt still on.
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