Ben Stewart - Cockshy coed

"Ooohhhhh!" Nancy groaned as she felt his weight come to rest on her cunt. His hairy hardness rubbed over her body until every nerve end was singing. She spread her legs as wide as she could, asking for more cock.

"Good, baby?" she beard Uncle Jim asking.

"Soooo good!" she moaned. "So good to have it in me, fucking, fucking, fucking!"

"Feel it now, honey!" he said, sliding his pole out of her hale, pausing on the upstroke and then shoving it down hard and fast.

Nancy felt the rushing of his cock as it ripped through her tight cunt. Before she knew it he was hammering against her cunt. This time he didn't stop but kept going, slamming down harder and faster, his weight shaking her as he hunched his way into her body over and over. She was grunting with the force of his shoves; her pussy was being stretched wide open by the working of his strokes; his dick was swelling wider and wider, stretching her open until she felt like she was going to come apart.

"Ooooooohhhhh!" she moaned as a flash of fire raced through her body toward the powder keg of her cunt. She felt her legs swing up to circle her uncle's back. Her arms flew around his neck trying to pull him deeper. Her ass was grinding up to meet him, her whole body clutching him as he fucked her.

"Getting it, baby? Getting your first one? Get it, honey, cut loose, let it fly, cum with me, baby, shoot, shoot, shoot!" Uncle Jim shouted as he worked his thick-muscled hips like pile drivers.

Nancy didn't know what he was talking about but she could feel what, he meant. Somewhere inside her body an explosion was building up. It was all through her cunt, deep down inside her hole, spreading through to her ass. Her body tightened up into pre-orgasm tenseness, her muscles clenching around his striving peter. She was ready for the big shot, ready for the first one, the big end to her virginity!

"Get it, honey, fuck it out!" Uncle Jim moaned as he increased his thrusts and his hunching until his cock was burning with friction. His balls began to tighten up in their sac, his ass began to get hard, and his cock began to throb. The thick tube running through his dick was getting ready to take the jism out of his balls and blast it into her waiting body.

"Ohhhh, more, more, more!" Nancy pleaded as she felt his cock throbbing inside her. Her cunt walls tightened around it. As the trembling began to shake its thick length she felt her cunt trembling and clutching. She felt hot jets of something sticky, rich, creamy and scalding hot burst out into her cunt. It burned into her so she lost all control, arched her body up under his crushing weight and cut loose with her orgasm. Nancy didn't know where the cream came from that was getting into her body, from her or him or both at them, but she knew what it felt like. It felt like the world was inside her pussy and was exploding. Her cunt walls spasmed as her pussy clutched around his dick, holding the squirming, shooting hunk of meat deep inside.

"Cum, cum, cum, cum," Uncle Jim repeated over and over as his balls lost their load inside her. He pushed his body down hard and held it there, sealing them together with the glue that spurted out of the head of his dick.

"Cuuummmmm!" Nancy faintly heard her own voice shouting before she passed out for the second time that night.

The ringing of the class belt brought Nancy back to reality. She started to rise with the rest of the class and then remembered the professor's instructions to see him after class. As the last person filed out, a feeling of panic swept over her. It wasn't helped by the sound of the professor closing the door. She sat rigidly as she heard him walk up behind her.

"I'm not going to beat you," a soft voice purred into the nape of her neck. Chills swept over her body as the warm breath caressed her skin. She waited, expecting to feel a tongue being shoved into her ear.

"I think I can do a lot to help you," the professor suggested, placing one arm around her shoulders.

"No!" Nancy almost shouted as she jumped up in a panic. Her body was betraying her. The tips of her breasts were so hard they were about to come through her brassiere. Her pussy was moving like it had a will of its own. Its full, flexible lips curled and trembled as her clit popped to the surface. She whirled to face the startled man behind her. "I don't want your help! It's just a matter of concentration!"

She pulled her notebook over her breasts like a shield forcing herself to appear cold and angry.

The professor looked at her for a minute and then shrugged. "Have it your way, then. You do know that you're close to failing my course. If you do…" again he shrugged, "…it will mean the end of your scholarship."

"You wouldn't fail me?" Nancy gasped in dismay. The scholarship was her only hope of staying in college.

"Unless your, uh, performance improves, I may be forced to." His red lips curled in sardonic amusement as he said it. His white teeth gleamed like polished ivory. The thick black beard moved like a live animal.

Nancy's eyes flashed over his body. He was stocky, his chest so thick and powerful he looked more like a weightlifter than a professor. He was young, just about the same age as Uncle Jim had been the night he had popped her cherry. Her pussy spasmed as she thought about it.

"Of course," he continued as he placed one foot on the desk in front of hers and hiked his pants up into his crotch, "I'll do everything I can to help you. If I have your full cooperation, of course."

Nancy's eyes swept over his crotch. His pants were pulled tight against his body, giving a clear impression of a thick roll of meat cradled between his legs. Nancy wondered how big it would be hard. Would it be as long and thick as Uncle Jim's? How would it feel squeezing through her pussy lips? Would he take a long time or would he…

"What's on your mind?" Professor Jurgen's voice was as smooth as cock oil. Nancy was embarrassingly aware that she had been staring at the outline of his peter. "Nothing at all," she replied as coolly as she could, "except that I am about to be late for my next class." She avoided the amused state from his black eyes as she rose to leave.

"Maybe you should think some more about failing my course," he suggested in a harder voice. "If the best looking girl in my class fails it won't be my fault!" His voice followed her out the door like a demon.

Nancy's composure snapped as soon as she was in the hall. She had to get away from that mocking voice, those piercing eyes, and those subtle hints! Instead of going to her next class she hurried, off the campus, heading for the garage apartment she shared with another student, Jean Harris.

"My God, you scared me!" Jean exclaimed as Nancy burst through the door. She jumped up from the sofa, pulling her robe loosely around her naked shoulders.

"I had to get away from that damned man!" Nancy burst out, throwing her books down.

"What damned man?" Jean asked with interest as she dropped her robe and sat naked, brushing her hair.

Nancy watched fascinated as her roommate nonchalantly tossed the black waves of hair over her shoulders. Against the lustrous sheen, the red nipples of her breasts shone like rubies on a background of black velvet.

"Shouldn't you lack the door if you're going to sit here naked?" Nancy asked uneasily. "YOU know how those two bays from across the street are always popping in and out."

"So let them," Jean replied. "This is the day of women's liberation. If I want to sit naked after my bath, I'll sit naked after my bath. You're just too uptight about men, that's your problem, Nancy. What is it you're running from now?" she asked, changing the subject.

"Professor Jurgen," Nancy replied gloomily. "He had the nerve to keep me after class and suggest that he could help me with my grades."