Future of Porn

*Chapter 11 Peeping Tom*

It was just after supper; as I headed to an evening class with Professor Sandra Minx. While I wheeled along the path; I could feel my manhood growing; as I thought about my meeting with Cynthia and her mother the previous weekend. The two insatiable women had worn me out. By the time I reached the building where the class was being held my musings had given me a raging hard on. I wanted to go to the bathroom to jerk off, but I did not have the time. I would just have to hide my erection; hoping it would diminish during the class.

Wheeling down the deserted hall; I could hear unusual noises coming from the classroom. As I got closer, I could see the door was slightly ajar. Instead of pushing open the door to enter, I stopped, listening for Professor Minx’s voice. Unable to make out any voices, I moved closer, trying to catch a familiar voice or a glimpse of what was going on inside.

I could hear whispering voices, giggles and stifled gasps. It sounded like two women having a difficult time containing themselves; as they exchanged naughty secrets. Nudging the door open a fraction more; I could not believe the incredible sight taking place before my astonished eyes.

Professor Sandra Minx’s head was lowered, bringing her lips to those of a shorter, very lovely oriental woman. As the women exchanged a very long, passionate kiss, Sandra stroked the other woman’s long, straight black hair. With the fingers of her other hand, Sandra explored beneath the oriental woman’s blouse.

The oriental woman’s hands were also busy. As they cupped and squeezed Sandra’s firm ass cheeks, the fingers dug into the valley separating the luscious globes of flesh. The women were oblivious to their surroundings. They were completely lost in passionate kiss they shared.

Watching the two lovely women embrace was causing my wilting manhood to return to a raging erection. I was going to have to do something to relieve the pressure in my pants. Listening and looking along the hall; I could not hear nor see anyone. It was seven in the evening and there would probably be no one along; so I could unzip my pants; allowing my penis some breathing room.

Quickly I unzipped my pants; withdrawing my throbbing erection. The swollen head of my cock was shiny with the pre ejaculate juices oozing from the head of my blood engorged penis. Wrapping my hand around my hard shaft; I began to pump along my pole; making the entire length slick with my drooling cock cream. Squeezing my rod hard; I could feel the shaft throb, as a few more drops of clear lubricating fluid were forced from the tip. Wanting the pleasure to last, I slowed my masturbating hand, while focusing my attention on the two lovely women.

By now the two women’s blouses were unbuttoned; revealing their bra covered breasts. Sandra wore a black satin, demi bra, which held up the slight sag of her breasts. The sexy bra also allowed me a perfect view of her large protruding nipples. Looking at her pink, eraser size nipples; I was reminded of the hot time we had shared in her office. I could not forget how much I had enjoyed chewing on those swollen nipples, while she sat astride my hips, riding my rigid cock.

Shifting my attention to the oriental woman, I could see she was about 6 inches shorter than Sandra’s 5 feet 6 inches. Moving my gaze down her body my eyes came to rest on her breasts. The lacey, red and gold bra she wore; allowed glimpses of her firm, round breasts through the loose weave of the lace. I could see the hard, dark nipples atop her 35 B cup peaches; protruding through the red lace of the bra cups.

The oriental woman’s diminutive stature placed her mouth close to Sandra’s black satin covered C cup tits. I watched spell bound; as the oriental woman teased Sandra’s erect nipple with her tongue; just before she sucked it into her mouth; suckling like a hungry baby. The dark eyed child- woman did not neglect Sandra’s other breast. With her diminutive hand; the oriental woman stroked the exposed upper part of Sandra’s tit; like a child petting a kitten

Sandra did not leave the oriental woman’s breasts unattended. With one hand Sandra squeezed and kneaded a juicy peach through the lacey material of the bra. The thumb and fore finger of her other hand were busy tweaking the hard, dark nipple through the loose weave of the lacy bra. I could tell the oriental woman was enjoying Sandra’s ministrations; by the way she pushed her tits into Sandra’s busy hands.

With her long vermillion nails; the oriental woman lightly scratched Sandra’s exposed tit flesh. The unexpected action made Sandra jump in surprise; causing her to pull her hands from the oriental woman’s breasts. Again the oriental woman ran her long nails along Sandra’s vulnerable flesh causing goose bumps to appear. As she scratched the vulnerable tit flesh, the oriental woman continued to feast on the nipple of the other breast. Letting out a soft moan of pleasure; Sandra placed her hand on the oriental woman’s head; pulling her face against the breast.

“O baby. The way you play with my tits has gotten me really hot. I can feel my cunt getting wet.” Sandra purred into the oriental woman’s long, silky, black hair. “I’m going to eat you until your cunt flows like a river. When I’m done licking you; you’re going to beg me to let you climax. If you are obedient; I might let you orgasm.” Sandra cooed; giving the other woman’s tit a playful squeeze. “Sit on the edge of the table! Lay back; so I can pull off your sexy little thong and lick your delicious cunt.” Sandra ordered, as she lifted the flowered skirt of the standing woman.

As the skirt was lifted the red and gold lace thong covering her crotch was revealed to my hungry eyes. While the oriental woman held her skirt bunched around her waist, Sandra pulled the lace thong over the shapely ass, down the legs, allowing it to drop on the floor.

Gracefully the oriental woman moved backwards, lifting her ass onto the edge of the desk. Reclining onto her elbows, she raised her feet until they rested on the edge of the table. This caused my attention to be drawn to the sexy, red high heeled platform shoes she wore on her delicate feet. I have always enjoyed seeing a woman’s feet encased in hot, high heeled shoes.

With her feet on the edge of the table and her legs spread, I could clearly see the black strip of manicured hair outlining her cleft. It was obvious she was sexually aroused because her exposed, blood engorged labia lips were wide open and dripping honey. I had never seen an Oriental pussy before, so I took the opportunity to drink in every detail of the heavenly sight before me.

Even from this distance; I could see drops of love nectar collecting on her engorged love lips. The glossy redness of her labia lips made me think she had applied lipstick to them. The strip of black hair accented the swell of her love mound; without obscuring the valley of delights. This mouth watering sight had my mouth and penis drooling with desire.

Licking my parched lips; I watched Sandra lower her face to the gorgeous oriental woman’s delicious pussy. When Sandra’s tongue flicked out; beginning to lick the excited slit before her; I felt my cock jump; as my heart started pounding. The oriental woman was also becoming extremely turned on by Sandra’s ministrations.

Now completely prone on the desk, the woman’s slender fingers were entwined in Sandra’s short red hair. Pressing Sandra’s face into her pussy; the oriental woman thrust her vulva upward; trying to force the questing tongue deeper into her hungry slit. The thrusting and bucking of her hips caused the diminutive woman’s ass to slide around on the now slippery desk. Gasping and panting with excitement, breasts heaving on her chest, the excited woman rolled her head from side to side, tossing her long, glossy black hair around her face. I could see sweat glistening on her face, as she bit her lower lip, trying to stifle a cry of pleasure. This woman was about to climax; so was I.

Squeezing my throbbing shaft; I began to pump it like a piston. My pre ejaculate made my pole slick; enabling my fist to slide easily up and down my engorged rod. I was holding my orgasm back. I wanted to see the oriental beauty climax before I let myself go. When I saw her body stiffen and heard her let out a stifled squeal, I knew she was experiencing her orgasm. I could now let my pent up lust free.

I could not tear my eyes from the writhing oriental goddess before me, as I thrust my hips forward, spewing a huge wad of thick white spunk from my cock head. Again and again I felt my cock jerking in my fist; as load after load of hot sticky cream jetted from my penis. All I could think about was having my hard cock buried in that girl-woman’s tight hole. What a hot sight.

Slowly the oriental wanton began to calm down. Her breasts still heaved with the excitement, but she no longer moved her hips nor clutched Sandra’s hair. Like her; I was relaxing in the after glow of my orgasm. My breathing was slowly returning to normal; while I ceased squirting my cream. A little sperm still dribbled from the tip. Looking down I could see globs of sticky, white sperm clinging to the door and laying in small puddles on the floor. The janitor was going to wonder what had happened here.

With the rush of orgasmic adrenaline wearing off, I realized where I was. I had to get to the bathroom, so I could get cleaned up and compose myself. I did not want anyone to catch me with my cock hanging out and globs of sperm sticking to the door. As I prepared to leave, I accidentally hit my elbow against the door. As the door opened, I let out a soft curse because I had hit my funny bone. I knew I was caught.

Quickly Sandra’s head moved from between the oriental beauties thighs. In three rapid strides; Sandra was pulling the door wide open; exposing me to her hard gaze. There I sat; limp, sperm coated penis dangling between my legs.

“Did you enjoy the show?” Sandra inquired; contempt in her voice. Looking down at my limp dick and the floor; Sandra gave a little laugh, saying, “You made quite a mess. You must have really enjoyed the show to deliver a load like that. Maybe you should come in out of the hall. You never know who is going to come along. You do not want to get caught with your penis hanging out and sperm dripping from the door. Don’t be shy.” Turning to the oriental woman, Sandra made introductions saying, “This is John. He is supposed to be joining us for my seminar on ancient civilizations. He is a little late.” Turning to me, Sandra finished the introductions saying, “This is Sue Ling. Like you she is also a graduate student. She will be joining our class.”

I felt like a fool; as I sat in the wheelchair with my dick hanging out, while the women stared at me. What should I do first; tuck in my tool or shake hands? The tension I felt was broken when both women began to laugh at my confused predicament.

“Do not look so embarrassed.” Sandra reassured. “SueLing and I knew you would be coming to join our class; so we arranged a little surprise for you. I can see you enjoyed watching the show; as much as Sue Ling and I enjoyed putting it on. There is something we enjoy more than putting on a show for an unseen audience. We really like to see the man as he watches us put on a show. Knowing that our sexy bodies are the reason he is hard gives us a feeling of power. The ultimate rush occurs when he shoots his thick white cream all over. So, enjoy yourself; while we enjoy each other.”

While Sandra was talking to me; her hands were busy unfastening and removing her skintight pink pants. She now stood naked before me; except for her open pink satin blouse, black satin demi bra and black satin thong. As I watched, Sandra’s fingers went to the front of her damp, black satin thong. Deftly she unbuttoned the front from the waist band. As the black material fell between her legs, Sandra’s aroused pussy was clearly revealed.

From where I sat; I could see drops of moisture running along the wide open, puffy lips of her labia. Knowing she had my complete attention; Sandra pulled her love lips open even further; burying three fingers into her weeping gash. With her fingers massaging the inside of her vagina; Sandra allowed her thumbs to caress her clitoris. Rotating her hips and thrusting her vulva, Sandra reminded me of a belly dancer. It was obvious that the pleasurable sensations sweeping over Sandra were being enhanced by having an appreciative audience. She was being overwhelmed by the eroticism of the moment.

Spreading her legs; Sandra arched her back to give me a better view of what her fingers were doing to her womanhood. Breasts out thrust; head thrown back; she began to moan and shake. Juice ran from her pussy. Sandra had brought herself off right in front of me.

I sat there spellbound by the hot show taking place only a couple of feet from my face. As Sandra flaunted her sexuality before me, I slowly masturbated. I could feel every vein in my rock hard shaft, as I slid my fist up and down the length. The abundant pre ejaculate juice oozing from the tip of my cock made it easy for my hand to slip along my erection. I was not going to orgasm quickly like Sandra; as I had climaxed only a few minutes earlier. I was going to enjoy the show as long as possible, drawing out the pleasure.

Hearing a soft mewling coming from the direction of Sue Ling, I dragged my eyes from the lewd sight presented by Sandra’s climaxing body. What a hot sight! Like Sandra, Sue Ling was also pleasuring herself. Her fingers were busy rubbing the shiny, wet cleft outlined by the line of manicured black hair. Sue Ling had removed her skirt, pulled her knees up to her chest; giving me an unobstructed erotic view of her crotch and firm round ass cheeks. Staring at the lusty sight before me, I watched as two fingers disappeared into her wet, wide open slit. Slowly the fingers stirred the inside of her pink gash. When the fingers were well lubricated, Sue Ling withdrew them. Moving them to her ass, Sue Ling pressed them against her puckered rose bud, pushing until they disappeared inside her ass hole. With two fingers firmly ensconced in her tight anal chute, Sue ling inserted three fingers of the other hand into her drooling pussy. She was fingering both holes at the same time. This hot woman was making my blood boil with lust. These two women were incredible.

Within a short time Sue ling began to whimper and buck her hips. With her knees at her head and her hips in the air, Sue Ling rolled from side to side on the table. She was being consumed by a powerful orgasm, as waves of pleasure swept over her. Pumping my meat, I watched Sue Ling bury her tiny fist up to the wrist in her pussy. I could not believe it when I saw her twisting her entire hand inside her love tunnel. With her hand up her cunt; she also had three fingers buried in her ass hole. I could not believe what this tiny woman-girl could do. It was incredible. She had completely lost control.

“By the way you are rubbing your big cock; I can tell you are enjoying watching us. Well, I enjoy watching you too. It makes me really hot seeing the way you fist that huge shaft of yours. Knowing we are the inspiration makes me tingle all over. I want to make you shoot a huge load of cream from your cock; while I watch.” Sandra laughed, as she toyed with her clit, while sitting on the edge of the table.

Twisting around, Sandra placed a leg either side of Sue Ling’s head, bringing herself to a kneeling position. Facing Sue Ling’s feet; Sandra slowly lowered her drooling pussy onto the waiting, hungry mouth. When the wet slit was within range; Sue Ling stuck out her tongue; while her hands gripped Sandra’s firm buns. Drawing the wet cleft onto her face, Sue Lings tongue immediately went to work on Sandra’s hot gash.

“Move closer! I want you to watch while Sue Ling eats me!” Sandra ordered; grinding her slick pussy against Sue Ling’s face. “I do not want you to miss anything. I want you close enough to smell the fragrance of our lust, and hear the slurping sounds of Sue Ling eating me. With you this close; I can watch you shoot your load of cream.” Sandra gasped, as she hunched against Sue Ling’s face and kneaded her breasts. “Pump your cock! You may not discharge until I climax!” Sandra commanded; sliding her hands down Sue Ling’s belly toward the inviting strip of black hair between her legs.

Sandra had me in her power. I could not stop staring at the erotic sight taking place on the desk directly in front of me. The tableau of lust had me on the edge of orgasm. Each time my cock twitched in anticipation, some clear pre ejaculate juice drooled from the slit in the head of my penis. As I slid my fist up and down my juice slick tool; I had to be gentle; so I would not blow my load. I must hold out until Sandra climaxed.

The two women on the table were a very hot sight to behold. I could clearly see Su Ling’s tongue delving the depths of Sandra’s swampy cleft. She licked and sucked at Sandra’s slit like a starving woman. With her mouth full of pussy, Sue Ling also had a couple of fingers buried in Sandra’s ass hole. Two of the fingers had disappeared up to the hand into Sandra’s anal chute. From the way her frame quivered, I knew Sue Ling’s talented ministrations were causing bolts of pleasure to shoot through Sandra’s body.

Leaning over Sue Ling’s belly; Sandra began to rub her demi bra covered tits against the warm honey coloured skin. Placing her hands on the inside of Sue Ling’s thighs, Sandra gently began to spread the bent legs, giving me an incredible view of Sue Ling’s pussy. As the legs parted, Sue Ling’s cleft was forced to stretch wider, until it was completely open. Looking through the vee formed by her bent, spread legs, I could clearly see every detail of her deliciously, inflamed, wide open gash. Sue Ling’s sex was only a foot from my face. It was so close I could smell the scent of her arousal. Staring transfixed at the mouth watering sight before me, I could clearly see Sue Ling’s love lips palpating to the beat of her heart. When Sandra’s fingers stroked the inner lips of Sue Ling’s lips; I could see love juice flowing from her depths.

The whole scenario taking place before me was incredibly hot. It had me so close to climaxing that I could barely touch my throbbing cock. All I could think of was spewing my hot seed all over the women. I hoped Sandra would soon climax; so I could let myself go.

Holding the love lips wide open, Sandra bent forward, placing her mouth over Sue Ling’s clit. Making a slurping sound, Sandra sucked the erect love bud into her mouth. At that moment Sue Ling exploded like a stick of dynamite. Immediately she thrust her hips up to meet Sandra’s questing tongue. At the same time; Sue Ling must have done something special to Sandra’s pussy; as Sandra’s body began to shake. With her body quivering, Sandra let out a muffled cry of pleasure. With her mouth covering Sue Ling’s love mound, it looked as if Sandra was trying to suck all the love juice from Sue Ling’s honey pot. The women were oblivious to me. They were lost in their powerful, personal orgasms. It was now my turn! “O fuck; I’m coming.” I cried; squeezing my shaft. “Sandra, look at my cock!” I demanded, drawing a huge load of jism from deep in my aching balls. “Here comes a fucking big wad of spunk for you, Sandra! O shit; here comes another load.” I grunted; aiming my shaft at the crotch and face before me. “Bitch, look what you made me do. Watching your hot show made me so fucking horny. Here comes some more!” I growled, as Sandra’s eyes moved from Sue Ling’s juicy pussy to my jerking cock.

With my fist pumping my shaft like an oil derrick, my eyes locked onto Sandra’s deep blue eyes. She stared back, giving me a big smile and licked her lips; as rope after rope of white, sticky goo squirted from my swollen, cock head. Sandra was enjoying my show as much as I was enjoying her show. We were exhibitionists and voyeurs at the same time.

Picking up one of the oysters I looked at it closely, noting the wrinkly shell and the gooey, grayish-white insides. What the heck, I figured, I may as well try it! Tilting my head back I raised the oyster to my lips, letting it slide into my mouth. It was slimy and rubbery with a briny taste that reminded me a little bit of sperm, a flavor that I love! When I swallowed I could feel it slowly oozing down my throat into my stomach.

“Mmmm…these are good!” I said licking my lips to catch a dribble of brine that had escaped. We chatted a bit as we ate oysters and sipped wine. I don’t know whether it was the famed aphrodisiac of the oysters, the wine, or my semi-exposed state, but I could feel myself getting a bit turned on! I spread my legs slightly wider, subtly allowing Dr. Arton a better view of my inner thighs. More wine, dinner and desert followed and my horniness was unabated. I was still annoyed by his arrogant attitude but I couldn’t deny the tingly feeling that was growing in my pussy. As my mind drifted I wondered what Cindy was doing tonight and whether she might be able to relieve some of my tension when I got home.

When we had finished our meal, Dr. Arton offered me his arm and we walked out to the waiting limousine. He held my hand and I slowly got into the car, allowing him a long look at my nicely tanned legs. As I slid over in the seat, allowing him to sit next to me I made sure that the front flap of my dress was tucked between my legs, making it look like I only had on a pair of black panties. I could see him swallow hard as he tried to contain his lust. There was, after all, no sex involved in being his slave, and I had no plan to break that rule. Still, it was a lot of fun turning the tables and torturing my professor for once!

“Now Sydney, about that proposition we talked about earlier.”

“Before we get started, you do realize that sex was not part of the auction, right?”

“Yes, I do remember. Tell me though Sydney, how much of the $300 I paid for you did you get?”

“None. It all goes to our house.”

“Now, that doesn’t really seem fair does it? I mean you do all the work and get nothing to show for it.”

“But I do really, in the parties that we throw and other stuff that the house does.” I was beginning to wonder where this was going.

“But you brought in more money than most of the girls, don’t you think that you deserve a little extra?”

“Well…”

“You could use a little extra money, couldn’t you? I know that spring break is coming up and you girls usually go somewhere fun. I bet it can get pretty expensive.”

“Go on.” I was getting very suspicious now.

“This is my proposition. I paid $300 to take you out on this date. I’m willing to give you that much more if you’ll have sex with me.”

“No way!” I couldn’t believe he was offering me money for sex! I had gotten excited when the guys were bidding for my services at the auction, but that was very different.

“$600.” He pulled out a wad of cash from his wallet and counted out six $100 bills and put them on the seat next to me.

“No,” I said, even though $600 is a lot of money and I “did” need extra money for Spring Break, let alone the trip to Europe I was hoping to take this summer.

“Fine. How about a thousand?” he added four more bills to the pile.

I don’t know about you, but on several occasions I have sat around with my friends, joking about how much money somebody would have to pay us to have sex. It’s always some ridiculously high amount, like a million dollars. Let me tell you, when you’re horny, in need of money, and confronted with a thousand dollars of cold, hard cash, it’s a different story entirely.

“How about $1500?” I asked, deciding to push my luck.

“For fifteen hundred,” he said, counting out five more bills “it would be no holes barred for two hours.”

“No holes barred?”

“None.”

“Two hours?”

“Two hours.”

“Alright, you have a deal,” I said, grabbing the pile of cash and stuffing it into my clutch purse.

“Excellent, I knew you wouldn’t disappoint me Sydney.” Putting his hand on my exposed thigh he leaned over to kiss me. His tongue plunged into my mouth, fiercely exploring every nook and cranny that now belonged to him, at least for the next two hours. I was sitting there in stunned disbelief that I was being paid to have sex, when his hand moved quickly up my thigh and, before I knew it, he had plunged two fingers into my pussy, which was sopping wet.

“You like this, don’t you Sydney?” he said as I gasped from the insertion of his fingers. “You like being a slut!” I answered by spreading my thighs further apart as he jammed a third finger into my pussy. “I knew you would from your profile. God your pussy is so wet and hot, I can’t wait to try it! But first, I want you to suck my cock.” He abruptly withdrew his fingers from my pussy, grabbed two handfuls of my hair and forced my head between his legs. I kneeled on the floor of the limo in front of him and nuzzled his pants with my nose and licked his dick through the fabric, teasing him. I tried to look up into his face to see what effects I was having, but his potbelly got in the way. I slowly undid the top button on his slacks and slid the zipper down. Reaching inside his underwear, I managed to find his penis and pull it out. When I did, I almost cracked up laughing—it was tiny! Fully hard it was maybe 4″ long and it was certainly less than an inch wide. I realized that my arrogant, snotty psychology professor had a serious inferiority complex about his penis! Deciding that this was not the time to exploit my newfound knowledge, I cupped his balls in my hand and in one smooth stroke took his whole dick in my mouth. Even with my nose buried in his pubic hair the tip of his cock barely tickled the back of my throat. That didn’t stop Dr. Arton from groaning out in pleasure and bucking his hips forward into my face though. Getting affirm grip on my head with his hands he began fucking my mouth, burying his cock in me before pulling all the way out and then plunging between my wet lips again. I drooled liberally over his dick, allowing it to slide freely into my sucking cheeks. With each thrust his saliva-covered balls slapped wetly against my chin and when the salty taste of precum began to fill my mouth and I knew Dr. Arton was about to cum. Suddenly he pulled me away, gooey ropes of drool and precum stretching from his dick to my mouth until they broke and splattered down on my breasts and dress.

“Not so fast my well-paid slut. I want to enjoy my full two hours. Undress me.”

With my face and cleavage covered in drool I moved forward and straddled his lap. Looking into his eyes, I reached up and slowly undid his tie and slid it around his neck and off. Then I started on the buttons of his white dress shirt, popping each button through the hole, before moving to the next one. When I got it halfway open I slid my hands in, over his hairy chest, and pinched his nipples. I could feel his cock twitch between my legs. Grabbing his shirt with both hands I ripped the two sides apart, sending the last buttons flying through the limo, then pulled the shirt down over his shoulders. He shrugged and pulled his arms up and through the sleeves, then grabbed my head and brought it to his for a crushing kiss. With one hand I reached between our legs and began stroking up and down his still gooey dick. With the other, I reached behind him and grabbed the back of his belt, pulling down on his pants. He lifted his butt off the seat and I pulled and pushed his pants down his thighs and past his knees.

“Now what do these tits of yours look like, I wonder? They certainly can be distracting in class, especially for the boys sitting next to you.” Dr. Arton reached up and slid the spaghetti straps from my shoulders, but my full breasts held the tightly stretched material in place. Savoring the moment, he tugged the straps slowly down my arms until, reluctantly, the fabric finally slipped off and my breasts bounced into view. “God, they’re perfect!” he moaned, his lecherous stare fixed on them.

Deciding to tease him a bit, I cupped them in my hands and squeezed them. “You really think so?” I pinched my already hard nipples. “They always seem to get in the way when I’m playing field hockey.” I began “juggling” them, sliding them back and forth against each other, saliva from the blow job providing generous amounts of lubrication. “You should see how I have to strap them down—I have to wear two sports bras and they still bounce around!” Looking him straight in the eyes, I brought my right breast up to my mouth and began sucking on my nipple and flicking my tongue back and forth over it. “They can…” but Dr. Arton couldn’t take it anymore and wasn’t listening as he plunged his head forward biting my other nipple. “They can really get in the way.” I finished. Dr Arton responded by yanking on my breast roughly with his teeth, causing me to moan loudly.

“Lie down,” he commanded, letting my nipple go and pushing me back onto the table in the middle of the limo. “It’s time for me to fuck you.” I couldn’t believe how vulgar he was being, but it was sort of a turn on. I lay back with my butt at the edge of the shiny black table and the center of my dress between my legs. Dr. Arton flipped it up and, without pause, speared my pussy with his dick, burying himself in one hard thrust. I squealed as I felt him slide into me, my pussy lips parting eagerly for his dick. He pulled out and slammed into me again, causing me to scream just as the privacy divider between the driver and us went down.

“Excuse me sir, so sorry!” the embarrassed driver hastily began raising the divider.

“Oh no, that’s ok” Dr. Arton responded, continuing to pound his teeny weeny between my legs. “What do you need?” I couldn’t believe this was happening. Dr. Arton was carrying on a conversation with the driver as if he wasn’t bucking madly into a teenage college girl less than half his age.

“Um, I was just wondering if uh…” Tilting my head back, I could see the chauffeur’s face in the rearview mirror and could feel his eyes straining to see my bouncing breasts. “Uhm…if…I mean I wondered…ah…where you wanted me to go.”

“Do you think you could find us a secluded, but well-lit parking lot?” Dr. Arton slammed into me, his sweaty potbelly pounding down on my stomach.

“Yes, of course sir! I know just the place.” The chauffeur began to raise the privacy screen.

“Go ahead and leave that down if you want to. I’m paying a lot for this and I don’t think that Sydney would mind an audience, would you Sydney?”

“No,” I replied, shocked by the realization that having somebody watch us was an enormous turn-on. I couldn’t believe how slutty I felt, and how much I loved it!

“I didn’t think so.” Dr. Arton pulled out and slammed into me again, sweat from his brow dripping onto me. “Get on your hands and knees now Sydney. I want to give the driver a view of those fantastic tits.” As I flipped over, Dr. Arton pulled my dress off so that it wouldn’t obscure his (or the driver’s) view of my nubile, young body. “Oh Sydney, what an ass!” He smacked one of my cheeks, admiring the view as my butt clenched. “This is going to feel so good.” He inched forward and began sliding his dick up and down my pussy lips, rubbing my clit and then teasing the entrance to my pussy before plunging in. I could feel Dr. Arton’s sweaty, hairy potbelly resting on my back and butt as he leaned over me and began thrusting in and out. We were both sweating from the exertion and I could feel drops of it falling from his brow and splattering on my back and neck. As he pounded into me, my damp breasts swayed back and forth and slapped into each other and I could feel sweat trickling down them and dripping off my nipples onto the shiny table. The poor driver was paying less and less attention to the road and more and more to my swaying breasts, but he finally pulled into a secluded parking lot at the side of the local Target store and stopped the car. Turning around in his seat, we could look at each other in the eyes; he undoubtedly saw the animal lust in mine, and I could see just how turned on he was, although the fact that he was starting to stroke himself through his pants may have given him away!

“God, your cunt is so wet and hot, I could almost cum right now, but I paid for all the holes, and I want to get my money’s worth!” With that Dr. Arton pulled out of my juicy pussy and positioned his dick at the entrance to my butt. The limo driver’s eyes opened wide with surprise as he realized what Dr. Arton was doing to me at the same time as mine opened wide from Dr. Arton’s dick pushing into me. Even though he was small, my ass was tight, and I could feel the head of his dick stretching the opening. Then, with a small pop, the head was inside me, and my sphincter clenched down on his shaft. I tried to relax the muscles as he slid deeper into my bowels, knowing that it would ease the pain, but it took me a few seconds to gain control of myself. Finally he had buried his dick inside me and again was resting his potbelly on my butt. Waiting for me to get accustomed to him, he kept himself buried for a moment or two before pulling all the way out, my ass releasing his dick with another small pop. Then he pushed forward again and my anus stretched more easily to let the head of his dick inside me. When he was totally buried in me, it almost felt like I had to go to the bathroom my rectum was so full; when he pulled out my muscles pushed him along like I really was going!

Dr. Arton must have loved the feeling though, and he grunted with lust as he again buried himself in my bowels. I couldn’t help it anymore and I reached back and began playing with my clit and rubbing my fingers up and down my pussy. Finally I pushed my index and middle fingers inside myself and, through the thin wall separating my pussy and my ass, I could feel Dr. Arton’s dick sliding in and out of me. That was enough to send me crashing into an orgasm and I cried out as I came. I could feel my juices squirting past my fingers and out of my pussy, splattering onto Dr. Arton’s balls before dripping onto the table. The feeling of my warm cum coating his balls sent Dr. Arton over the edge and I could feel his dick start to spasm inside of me and hard jets of warm sperm filled my bowels. A second orgasm tore through me and the arm I was supporting myself with gave way and I fell forward onto the table, causing Dr. Arton’s still twitching penis to slip out of my ass and the last jet of his cum splattered wetly in my butt crack. I slid forward on the table, exhausted, and Dr. Arton fell on my back, his fat oozing over me and covering my back and sides. A grunt from the front of the car reminded us of the driver and we both looked up. The driver had gotten his dick out of his pants and was yanking on it furiously while watching us. From the copious amounts of precum flowing from the tip I guessed that he was close to cumming.

“Stop!” Dr. Arton shouted, and the driver did, looking shocked. “Sydney, I want you to finish him with your mouth.”

“No way, that was not part of the deal!” I protested.

“How about an extra $500?”

I thought about it for less than a half second. “Sure!” I was so horny now that I couldn’t help myself. Plus the driver’s dick was at least two or three inches bigger than Dr. Arton’s.

“Come and get the door for us,” Dr. Arton commanded the driver, as he rolled off of me. The driver barely even pulled up his pants as he got out of the car and hurried back to open the door. Dr. Arton hurriedly pulled on his own pants and then dragged me, naked except for my shoes, out of the car. “Well, turn around and show him what he’s getting.” I raised my arms above my head and spun around, scarcely believing that I was letting the limo driver check me out under the blue-white glare of the parking lot light. I was grateful that this part of the lot was on a secluded alley behind the store, but a security guard still could have come by at any second.

“Damn, she is HOT!” the limo driver said to Dr. Arton. “Look at how big her tits are and that shaved pussy is fucking amazing!” To emphasize his last point I reached down with my hand and spread my shiny lips open so they could see all of me.

“Her tits feel even better than they look, go ahead and check them out.” Needing no more encouragement, the driver came up to me and roughly grabbed my breasts. He kneaded them, feeling their weight, and then pinched my nipples and lifted my tits up by them, before letting them fall, jiggling on my chest. I love having my tits played with and I could feel the juices beginning to flow in my pussy again. The driver continued playing with one of my tits and began feeling my pussy with his other hand. He slid his palm back and forth across my clit, sending little bolts of electricity through me, before plunging his fingers into my pussy. The feeling of being roughly fondled while standing naked in a parking lot was too much for me, and a huge orgasm rushed through my body. My knees gave way and I fell against the car, the driver’s fingers in my pussy the only thing keeping me from sliding to the ground. My juices gushed out over his hand, and ran down my thighs before dripping to the ground.

“God damn, she’s a squirter too! I’ve never seen a pussy do that before!”

“She’s hot alright. Go ahead and check out her mouth.”

Pulling his fingers out of my pussy, the driver allowed me to slump down into a squatting position against the car with his dick bouncing in my face. Shudders from my orgasm were still running through my body and gaping, engorged pussy, and I was only slightly conscious of his dick pushing against my mouth and then sliding through my parted lips. The driver’s dick was way bigger than Dr. Arton’s but still only average size. Even so, he was long enough to fill up my mouth and when he began pushing down my throat I gagged for a moment, before remembering my training for the sorority house’s upcoming “Dildo Olympics” and relaxing my muscles. As he slid into my throat and rested his balls on my chin, the driver looked down at me in amazement. Regaining my senses somewhat, I looked up at him with my mischievous blue-green eyes and smiled around his dick. Groaning in surprise and ecstasy he slid his dick out of my mouth before thrusting back in. This time I took him in to the hilt without gagging and pressed my nose forward until it was buried in his pubic hair. I reached out with my tongue and tickled his balls while swallowing with my throat, causing the muscles of my esophagus to ripple along his dick.

“This is the best blowjob I have ever had! Oh god, it blows the other ones away—I need to teach my girlfriend how to do this! She’s taking me all the way in!” With that the driver pulled all the way out of my mouth before ramming back in. He grabbed my head with both hands and began to fuck my face furiously, his balls slapping hard against my chin. I looked over at Dr. Arton and could see that he was starting to get hard again, just watching this show. Deciding to give him his money’s worth, I kept my eyes on him while the driver continued to pound into my face. I opened my mouth to allow some saliva to dribble out and soon ropes of saliva connected the driver’s balls with my chin and mouth every time he withdrew. Excess saliva dribbled down my chin and onto my breasts and stomach. I could feel it trickling down my front to my pussy, mixing with my cum, and then dripping onto the ground. I could feel my asshole, still stretched from Dr. Arton’s earlier fucking, gaping open and the cum leaking from it and dribbling down my crack, splattering into the growing pool of goo on the ground underneath me.

“Cum all over her face!” Dr. Arton encouraged the driver. “Make it messy!”

“I will. I can’t wait to cum on those pretty lips. In fact…oh god…” With that the driver pulled out of my mouth entirely and started pumping his fist up and down his dick. I reached out with my hands and gently squeezed and tickled his balls, all the while looking straight at Dr. Arton. Within seconds the driver grunted and I felt a warm wet splash on my cheek. The next blast was even bigger, splashing along my nose to my forehead. I stuck out my tongue to get a taste of the driver’s cum and the next blast arced across it, leaving a salty, sticky strand behind. Several smaller blasts coated my lips and chin, and the last couple dribbled weakly over my neck and breasts. My face was a gooey, cummy mess and Dr. Arton loved it. What really surprised me is that I loved it too, both the feeling of liberation because I was paid to do exactly what he wanted, and the feeling of being used and made a mess of in a public place.