Slowly, I fell on the sofa and he climbed on top of me. His belly rolled all over me. I was in between sensation and disgust. He was not my type facially and his big stomach was unattractive. I wanted to push him, but I couldn't. He stood up, his face bent on me as I laid on the sofa, still clothed. He was slowly unbuttoning his shirts, but had sweat dribbling all over his face and formed ringed structure around it. I watched him as he finished pulling off his shirt. A knock came at the door. When it got thrice, the person stopped knocking.
Mr. Adewale, my lecturer, was now half undressed. He was shirtless and his stomach dangled to and fro. His belt hung loosely on his waist. He walked to where a fan was standing, positioned it towards me. The rush of cold air, brushed against my body. As he walked closer, his trouser continuously went down his waist and when he got closer, it had finally fallen off. I had laid up and was sitting on the bed, taking in his facial features.
He was wearing a blue stripped boxer. It hung around his waist and it gave him a particular sharp look that seemed circular and bouncing. "What is this man doing? So, because he had been crushing on me, that's why he had been behaving like this?" I thought in my mind.
He sat close, his body brushed against mine. He smelt of an alcohol. His hand hung around my neck, then his other fingers began caressing my nipples. At that moment, I began feeling some sort of reaction. Sexual reaction that set everything on me, at alert. I had never felt anything for him before but now, it looked like some sort of feelings were rejuvenating quick and sharp inside my whole. My penis began moving out from my trouser, struggling to make its way out.
Very soon, I placed my hand in between his boxers. For a moment, I was shocked. Is he wearing another cloth under his trouser? I could not believe what my hands was feeling. What is happening? I asked. I pulled out of my hands. He was slowly lifting my clothes and I let him. I allowed him and we finally pulled off my shirt, together. He bent slow, holding my chest, grabbing my nipples tight with one of his hands. I felt pain and sensation. He lowered his mouth to the other nipple and took everything into his mouth. His saliva caressed it and sent me into another world.
Instead of placing my hand on his boxers, like I had done before, I dipped my hand in between his trouser, pulling out something that filled all my hands; heavy and curved to a side. I gasped. He stood up and pulled down his boxers. I pulled out my trouser, wearing only boxers. I wondered if my friend, Pelumi was waiting for me outside. Here, I was having sex with my lecturer, taking all his huge dick, into me. I swallowed spittle.
Mr. Adewale sat on his table and I bent to my knees, taking the whole dick into my mouth. For a quick moment, I thought the fan was blowing very fast as I was lost on why I was getting its surging effect. Saliva soaked on his dick as I sucked it to my satisfaction. He wasn't going to cum but he continued moaning, breathing like a goat. Sometimes, I wondered if someone standing close to his door won't hear us.
When I couldn't suck anymore, I hummed and freed the dick. It dangled around his body. My lecturer's gaze moved down to my head, expecting me to continue. I held his dick and began wanking it with both hands. He doesn't stop moaning but still, he couldn't cum. He was trying to lower his voice, as I could notice. When I stopped. He came close and I breathed his musky smell. He gripped my head tight, then used his dick to brush all over my body. And also used it to flog my skin.
He stopped and told me to pull off my short. I did and laid on the sofa. Slowly, he went in and I gasped in burning sensation. He began ramming, and I began moaning. I was getting tired and fatiqued. I was astonished that he had so much energy, despite being old and the fact that he behaved sleepy whenever he was in class. I was lying on an uncomfortable position while he rammed into me. It was almost half an hour, yet he couldn't cum, as I made to push him away, hot load of cum, splashed all over my face, body and chairs. On his face, was a feeling of satisfaction. There, I laid on the sofa, feeling sore. And I must clean up myself before I leave his office.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Because of my tight schedule, next week will be out in two weeks. I am sorry, guys!
Dennis is full of energy mehn!!
Akwunna