My Professor's Wife

Well I'm a current college student at the University. I never really had time to go hang out or party and have fun like I would love too. I usually spent most of the time studying and sl**ping. If I wasn't at school or in bed, I was at work. I work in a nearby restarunt by the school and usually put in 45+ hours a week. So as you can tell my hands are pretty full trying to juggle everything all at the same time. I have little time for girls, relationships, and even just casual sex I'm ashamed to admit. On top of that I had just got out of a bad relationship with my ex-girlfriend. The studio apartment we shared is more than half empty when she'd gone back to live with her parents and I felt more alone then ever. I usually spent my nights jerking off to X Hamster videos before calling it a night. (I know, how sad.) I decided that whatever I went through, I would still put school as my first priority. My favorite course in college is Entrepreneurship, even though it was my minor. Entrepreneurship was my favorite course because not only did it help me with my major, Business Marketing, but I had a smart professor who would let us do hands on activities to get us students ready for the real world. Mr. Clark wasn't one of those fast, copy everything you see, boring, leaves you behind kind of professors, He actually cared about his students and wanted us to get everything we can out of the course. He often called me out in front of the whole class but i believed it was because he knew that i knew the answer, or just expected me too. One particular day however, class had ended and Mr. Clark called me to stay after. I told myself that it was because i'd come to class late. The night before I had worked all night and was so tired the next morning."Do you know why I called you to stay behind?", he asked. "No sir". I replied. "You are one of my brightest pupils, you always seem to enjoy the discussions and learning experiences I have to offer, and i see here your academic record is superb!". I was in awe and confused at the same time. "The reason I called you to stay is because I would like for you to join 4 other students from the university to compete in a Hands on Entrepreneurship competition that will be held in New York City in 3 months". If I was a white man i'd be red at that moment. "Sir, I would be honored too, of course I'll have to know how long the trip would be and if it would inter-fear with my work schedule and things". "Yes of course, I understand, the trip is funded by a Corp outside the school but everything you students will need is payed for". With that being said he handed me about 5 sheets of paper stapled together. "My wife is the CEO the the Corp and will meet with all you students at our home about 10 mins away from here in a couple days to discuss and answer any questions you may have about the trip. I shook Mr. Clark's hand and thanked him again before exiting the classroom. On the day I had to meet Mr. Clark and his wife at their home, of course i overslept! On top of that it took me 15 minutes to find the paper with the directions and all the other information on it. When I finally made it to the house, I thought I was to late for the meeting. There were no other cars in the drive way. I proceeded and rang the doorbell. A couple seconds later I heard the door unlock and open. "Hello, you must be Jamal, Come in please!Mr. Clark had to go to the school to do work so its just me and you". Mrs.Clark had a nice sweet voice, as if life was apple pie. "Hey, nice to meet you, am I to late?". "Well the other students left about a half hour ago, but it's ok sweetheart I get lonely in the house all by myself". She gave a little giggle. I followed her to the living area but couldn't help but notice her. She wore what looked like yoga pants or spandex, either way her curves were revealing, every single flow of her legs and thighs, a white t-shirt and her long hair in a ponytail. Mrs. Clark didn't look like the type of woman who would be with Mr. Clark, i mean he had to be at least 56, she looked about 35. I mean she was beautiful, long blonde hair to her lower back, big grey eyes, Double DD's at least poking through the T as if they needed air , and I've never seen an ass like that on a white lady, as she walked to the couch to sit down her ass moved up and down in rotation, it was incredible. We started discussing the trip and going through the paperwork together and everything was easy-breezy. But I couldn't help but notice how good Mrs.Clark looked. I tried to not think about her but the harder I tried not too, the more i did." are you ok honey?, It looks like something is concerning you". "Im fine just a little tired i lied". She went to kitchen to get us something to drink. I took that time to tuck my 9inches semi erect dick under my leg and sat on him. I had on basketball pants so if i got to exited she would sure notice. Mrs. Clark came back into the room with some coffee. We d***k some, and continued on with the plans from the trip. Then as Mrs. Clark was about to take another sip of her coffee, it spilled all over her white T-shirt. I was in shock, couldn't even move. Her coffee must of had Well I'm a current college student at the University. I never really had time to go hang out or party and have fun like I would love too. I usually spent most of the time studying and sl**ping. If I wasn't at school or in bed, I was at work. I work in a nearby restarunt by the school and usually put in 45+ hours a week. So as you can tell my hands are pretty full trying to juggle everything all at the same time. I have little time for girls, relationships, and even just casual sex I'm ashamed to admit. On top of that I had just got out of a bad relationship with my ex-girlfriend. The studio apartment we shared is more than half empty when she's gone back to live with her parents and I felt more alone then ever. I usually spent my nights jerking off to X Hamster videos before calling it a night. (I know, how sad.) I decided that whatever I went through, I would still put school as my first priority. My favorite course in college is Entrepreneurship, even though it was my minor. Entrepreneurship was my favorite course because not only did it help my with my major, Business Marketing, but I had a smart professor who would let us do hands on activities to get us students ready for the real world. Mr. Clark wasn't one of those fast, copy everything you see, boring, leaves you behind kind of professors, He actually cared about his students and wanted us to get everything we can out of the course. He often called me out in front of the whole class but i believed it was because he knew that i knew the answer, or just expected me too. One particular day however, class had ended and Mr. Clark called me to stay after. I told myself that it was because i'd come to class late. The night before I had worked all night and was so tired the next morning."Do you know why I called you to stay behind?", he asked. "No sir". I replied. "You are one of my brightest pupils, you always seem to enjoy the discussions and learning experiences I have to offer, and i see here your academic record is superb!". I was in awe and confused at the same time. "The reason I called you to stay is because I would like for you to join 4 other students from the university to compete in a Hands on Entrepreneurship competition that will be held in New York City in 3 months". If I was a white man i'd be red at that moment. "Sir, I would be honored too, of course I'll have to know how long the trip would be and if it would inter-fear with my work schedule and things". "Yes of course, I understand, the trip is funded by a Corp outside the school but everything you students will need is payed for". With that being said he handed me about 5 sheets of paper stapled together. "My wife is the CEO the the Corp and will meet with all you students at our home about 10 mins away from here in a couple days to discuss and answer any questions you may have about the trip. I shook Mr. Clark's hand and thanked him again before exiting the classroom. On the day I had to meet Mr. Clark and his wife at their home, of course i overslept! On top of that it took me 15 minutes to find the paper with the directions and all the other information on it. When I finally made it to the house, I thought I was to late for the meeting. There were no other cars in the drive way. I proceeded and rang the doorbell. A couple seconds later I heard the door unlock and open. "Hello, you must be Jamal, Come in please!Mr. Clark had to go to the school to do work so its just me and you". Mrs.Clark had a nice sweet voice, as if life was apple pie. "Hey, nice to meet you, am I to late?". "Well the other students left about a half hour ago, but it's ok sweetheart I get lonely in the house all by myself". She gave a little giggle. I followed her to the living area but couldn't help but notice her. She wore what looked like yoga pants or spandex, either way she curves were revealing every single flow of her legs and thighs, a white t-shirt and her long hair in a ponytail. Mrs. Clark didn't look like the type of woman who would be with Mr. Clark, i mean he had to be at least 56, she looked about 35. I mean she was beautiful, long blonde hair to her lower back, big grey eyes, Double DD's at least poking through the T as if they needed air , and I've never seen an ass like that on a white lady, as she walked to the Sofa her ass moved up and down in rotation, it was incredible. We started discussing the trip and going through the paperwork together and everything was easy-breezy. But I couldn't help but notice how good Mrs.Clark looked. I tried to not think about her but the harder I tried not too, the more I did." are you ok honey?, It looks like something is concerning you". "Im fine just a little tired i lied". She went to kitchen to get us something to drink. I took that time to tuck my 9inches semi erect dick under my leg and sat on him. I had on basketball pants so if i got to exited she would sure notice. Mrs. Clark came back into the room with some coffee. We continued to talk about our plans, and the trip ahead of us. Then she went for another sip of her coffee and it spilled all over her white T. She had to add more than enough of cream and sugar, because her shirt wasn't black. It was soaking wet the color of caramel. When she stood up she put her hands up to cover her mouth in disbelief. Her jugs were poking through and I could now see the outline of her huge chest, just dripping down coffee. The only things that separated my eyes from her juggs was her bra. She just started laughing. Laughing real hard and kept saying how sorry she was. I had to join in on the laugh. "It's not hot!". I asked. " hell yes, it burns, but it feels so goo..I mean, but, i'll be right back, i have to go to the room and change. With that she ran upstairs. I took a minute to play over in my head what just happened. I looked down to the ground to see all the coffee on the wooded floor, and then I saw my dick hanging out of my baller shorts. No fucking way! She couldn't have seen it! Maybe after she spilled the coffee on herself I must have gotten a hard on I thought to myself. I quickly put mini me back into my shorts and sat on em. He wasn't going to get from under me this time. (Little Fucker). After about 10 minutes in complete silence I still heard nothing from Mrs. Clark. So I called for her. Still no answer, I got up and called facing the stairs this time, still nothing. Was she ok?, was she that embarrassed,I did't know. I quietly made my way toward the stairs and began to go up. As I went past the first room, it appeared to be a workout room with a treadmill and weights and such. Two more rooms one on the left, one on the right with their doors closed, and what appeared to be the master bedroom just ahead in the center at the end of the hallway, halfway open. I proceeded that way and the closer I got the more I heard this whining noise. I walked slower trying to not make much noise on the wooden floor, but the slower I walked the louder the floor crept. So I increased my speed but tip toed until I finally made it to the master bedroom door. I peeped my head in a little to see Mrs. Clark in the middle of the bed with her legs spread, rubbing away at her hairy pussy. She was naked. Her long blonde hair was all tied up and tucked under the left side of her shoulder. This made her enormous breast more visible than my eyes can take. I closed my eyes, thinking this was some sort of dream, then opened them again only to see Her eyes looking directly into mine. "You made me spill the coffee, when I went for another sip I looked down and saw your cock hanging from your shorts and I was in shock. But it made me really wet and horny". She didn't stop rubbing her clique. She kept going. "I I I'm sorry, I just, I mean I don't know". She put a finger over her mouth as if to tell me to shut up. She licked her index finger then flexed it up and down motioning me to come to the bed. I did. I took off my shirt, then my pants and boxers at the same time, cock straight in the air. And finally mini me was about to get what he'd been wanting since I laid eyes on her. We just laid in bed at first, looking at each other up and down. "I never been with a black man", she said. I had never been with a white woman either. She kissed me passionately, one hand on my ass and the other on my cock, stroking it. I had both my hands on her ass, then moved my right hand down and in between her cheeks as I fingered her wet pussy. I guided her on top of me then twisted her body in the opposite direction. I started licking her clique as I fingered her pussy at the same time. This drove her wild. She jerked my cock at first, then I felt spit run down my head to my shaft and balls, I felt her warm mouth begin to bob up and down on my thick head, each time trying to get more and more of me down. It felt amazing. All the choking and making noise. She then put my cock to the side of her face and begin to suck my balls,then she lifted my balls and started tonguing my asshole, which was a first for me. I couldn't believe how incredible it felt. So I returned the favor. I stared licking her asshole. I was a bit questionable at first but all in all it tasted pretty good. And by the way she was shaking it felt even better. I then picked up the about 160 pound woman and layed her next to me, I got on top of her and stared kissing her hard. I had on hand on her neck and the other in her pussy. I removed my fingers and replaced it with my hard dick. Her pussy was the wettest iv'e ever come across, but it was also the tightest. I had to stretch her to get myself in, but when I was in, it felt like heaven. With each stroke her screams grew louder and louder. I didn't know if she was coming or screaming from pain, but it didn't matter to me, she wanted a black man so I was giving her one. When I took my hand from her neck I could see my print in red. I saw tears in her eyes, and lust in her heart. I flipped her roughly and put her ass in the air. (I could just cum to her ass alone) Jammed my dick in, this time I put more of myself inside her, and I know she was screaming in pain, But her pussy was even wetter. I smacked her ass at least a dozen times til it was red. I was near my braking point. But I thought to myself, I may never get a opportunity like this again, a white woman who's letting me take control of her and do whatever I want to her. I pulled my cock out, and got on my knees on the bed right behind her. I stuck my tongue deep in her ass, so deep it didn't taste so good anymore, but I couldn't fight my hornyness! I got out the bed but left her on in doggie and put her at the end of the bed. I plunged my big black cock deep in her ass.It was so tight. She was crying now. I backed her ass up on my dick, one hand slapping her ass, and the other pulling her hair. Within 5 minutes I could no longer take anymore and came all in Mrs. Clark's asshole. When I pulled out I could hear her ass farting out all my cum, She was on the bed sl**p, I turn around only to see Mr. Clark my professor with his pants down jerking off.
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notact81
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2 years ago
Yeah, I'm sure that wasn't the "end" of it! We look forward to reading the rest of it, that's if you can get off of Mrs. Clarks maried white cunt long enough! lol
2 years ago
Very hot,,but I think you have more to tell,,,thanks