The Adviser (pt 2)

Wayne pulled her up from the chair until Jezebel was standing in front of him. She was a tiny little thing, he thought, as he leaned down to kiss her. He could taste himself on her lips, but ignored that fact as he let his hands slip beneath her shirt. She let out a whimper as his hands slid over the lace covering her breasts, the same small noise she'd made when she'd been sucking him off. He just came not three minutes ago, but just the reminder of her lips around his cock, the way those bright blue eyes gazed up at him, the sound and feel of her moaning around him... it was all enough to get him instantly hard again.

By the time he pulled away from the kiss, he'd managed to maneuver them so she was now the one leaning against the desk. He smiled tenderly down at her, lightly resting the palm of his hand against her cheek for a brief moment. Then he turned her around, nestling her rear against his crotch. He slid one hand over her bare thigh, letting it slowly move up under her short skirt, his breath hot against her neck as he whispered in her ear.

"I want to bury myself in you." His voice was husky, and whether it was his words or his fingers toying with her, she got even wetter. Wayne hadn't thought that possible when he first felt her. He also didn't think it was possible for him to get any harder, and yet, he did.

Wayne grabbed her hands, placing them palms down on the desk. He caressed her small rear, moving the flimsy fabric of the skirt up, exposing her pale flesh.

He knew she'd been lying - that she hadn't been attracted to him. He knew she was doing this just because she could. Her other adviser, the one who quit the university, may not have seen who she really was, but he wasn't stupid. On the other hand, he really didn't care. Whatever her motives for being there, she was still there. Her ass was still exposed, waiting for his touch.

She jumped, crying out as he brought his hand down on that pale flesh. She turned her head to look at him in surprise. Wayne smoothed his hand over blushing skin, watching her eyes. He leaned down close to her. "If you don't want this, tell me now..."

Jez shook her head at his whispered words. "Please... I want this..."

She muffled her cry as his hand came down again, harder this time. And again. And again. He stopped for a moment, rubbing his hand over her again, her flesh growing deep pink and warm. He dipped his fingers between her legs. She was nearly dripping. He slipped his fingers inside her, smiling to himself as she bucked against his touch. Removing his fingers, he slid them back, over that sweet tight hole, wondering if anyone had ever taken that innocence away from her. He slid some of the wetness over it before slipping his finger inside.

God, she was so tight.  Her muscles clamped around his finger immediately, her hips bucking against the invasion.

"Like I said, baby, if you don't want this..."

Her breathing was fast and erratic as she struggled to find her voice. "Please....please Professor..."

"Please what, darling?"

"Please fuck me in the ass..." Jezebel instantly turned a bright red as she said the words, turning to hide her face. Wayne stopped her, turning her face back towards his and kissing her hard and deep as he slid his cock between her legs, letting her wetness coat him. He guided his shaft up to where his finger had been. He held onto her hips. With one hard, sure stroke, he filled her. She screamed, her body tightening at the sudden invasion, tears filling her eyes.

Satisfaction filled him as he held himself deep inside her, giving her body a chance to adjust to him. He reached down and smoothed her hair back from her face, wiping her tears away with his finger. "You ok?"

Jez nodded, starting to rock her hips. Wayne leaned down and kissed her again, then started to pull himself from her, only to thrust back in just as he was nearly out of her. Each thrust back into her tightness was met with a cry from Jez. And each cry from Jez made Wayne want to fuck her harder. And he did, abusing her had-been-virginal ass. He wrapped his arm around her, his fingers seeking her clit. The moment he found it, the second his fingers caressed the hard nub, Jez screamed again, her body tightening and shaking as she came hard. The feel of her muscles squeezing Wayne's cock was all it took and with a groan and a couple very hard, very deep, thrusts, he came inside her.

He held himself inside her, and held her, as they both tried to regain control of their breathing.

"So," he whispered to her, "want me to be your adviser again?"