1. FUCKING PROFESSOR GIVEN - PART2


    Date: 7/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: cyrano, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    down beside her. "Dog, lick!" Shauna commanded, beckoning the professor to her pussy. The professor obediantly and enthusiastically complied. I felt my anger burn when I saw her hand reach out for my spasming wife. There was gonna be no fucking hand holding here. This wasn't a date. "Get your paw of my wife, dog," I commanded, slapping their hands apart. I pulled my wife's hips onto me and entered her sloppy, wet pussy. Yeah, she was a lesbian alright. She'd never been this wet for me. "Lay that pipe, Earl!" Shauna shouted, as much from her own orgasm as encouragement to me. I started drilling my wife's pussy as if it were the first time, which in a way it was. A quivering Shauna distracted be a little. "This is something you'll never be able to feel, bitch," I said to myself as our eyes met. I could see by the twinge of envy in her eyes that she heard me loud and clear. I hiked my wife's legs up until her knees were touching her shoulders and thrust all my anger, jealousy and frustration home to a body shaking orgasm. Helen wouldn't speak to me after our little party Saturday night. She still hadn't spoken to me the following morning as she dressed for church. She had this denial thing down pat. I watch the pre-game shows as she finished dressing. She left without saying a word. Later that afternoon I grilled some thick, juicy porterhouses(thanks Shuana!) while Helen made pasta and a salad. She still hadn't said a word to me as we blessed the table. But before I could take ...
    a bite...she came out with it. "Last night was a moment of weakness. The Lord has forgiven me, and is showing me a way back into his good graces." If she thought she was getting away with that shit, she had another thought coming. "Is he showing you a way to new husband?" "What? No! I value our marriage. That's why we can't repeat what happened last night." She hadn't looked me in the eye since she sat down. "We have no marriage. It's over." Now, she was looking at me - panic stricken. "What are you saying, Earl? You can't treat me like this. We...took...vows!" Tears were starting to pool in her eyes. "And...you...lied...to me! You stood on that altar and made those vows knowing good and goddamn well you were a lesbian." "I'm not a lesbian. Last night - " "What happened, Helen? Huh? What happened after daddy sent his little girl off to college?. Did she discover pussy the first week out of her religious cocoon? "You're not going to talk to me like that, Earl." "That's right, stay in denial. That's why your girlfriend is my dog now." "What girlfriend?" "Claire, Helen. Claire! You remember? The woman who was waiting for you in her panties with a ball gag in her mouth? That's how bad she wanted your pussy. I thought if she was going to keep sniffing around you, I might as well make her my dog. But you can change that, Helen. You can spare her the humiliation. Just admit you're a lesbian and the two of you can walk off into the sunset hand in hand." Tears were now streaming down ...