The Act of Splashing

By Trudy Judd

How many loads can Deena swallow in a night? She really wants to know.

It’s almost the end of classes, and Deena knows she has to act fast to convince her Psychology professor, Alex Sturm, that she’s the girl for him. He’s been marking off each item on her list of SEXUAL FANTASIES, teaching her how to SUBMIT, and showing her what it might be like to serve him as his girl. But he keeps insisting that he’s only introducing her to her own sexuality. Once her list is done, she fears he’ll walk away.

The last two items on her list are the hottest, and Professor Sturm has promised Deena they’ll both take place over the course of a weekend, when he’ll invite several of his friends over to his luxurious house.

The first fantasy? Deena craves to know what it would be like to be BATHED IN HOT LOVE JUICES as she orally services each man. But how can she indulge in all her slutty desires and still follow her heart? She just has to find a way to show the professor that all this isn’t just sex. She wants to be his girl forever.

(Part Eight of a ten part series; each part will be published monthly. Parts One through Five have been bundled, and then Parts Six through Ten will be bundled as well. Notice for BDSM, oral, and multiple partners.)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Diamond Print Press
• Release date: Sep 8, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463908327

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Deena and the Professor

Part Eight: The Act of Splashing

Trudy Judd

© Trudy Judd 2018

Diamond Print Press

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The morning after her ménage à trois with Professor Sturm and his friend Stephen Kelani, Deena was sore but happy. Having two guys do her at once had been one of the most amazing sexual experiences ever. However, she still wanted to tie herself to just one man—the professor, as his submissive. It felt so natural to obey all his orders, all his commands, and to kneel at his feet. It was torture that she had to go to her college classes every day and pretend that she was just a student.

Then again, she hoped that even if she did commit herself to Professor Alex Sturm, he might still let other men play with her sometimes.

Deena was kneeling by the Professor’s chair, and every now and then, he motioned for her to lean forward and open her mouth so that he could offer her a bite of pancake or bacon. Even though it was a Saturday morning, the professor wore nice slacks and a polo shirt, his dark hair swept back, his clear aqua eyes missing nothing.

For some reason, it made her pussy wet, as she licked his fingers clean.

Stephen was sitting beside Professor Sturm, grinning as he watched the two of them. So how soon are you going to schedule her last two fantasies? And are you going to book them together? I can imagine that’d be a wild weekend if you could arrange it that way. He spoke in between bites of his own breakfast, his dark brown eyes eagerly taking in Deena’s every movement. He was kind of funny to her—lecherous, but cute about it, with his fit physique and his Asian features. She blushed; Stephen had explained last night just what ‘bukakke’ meant, and she had it on her list of fantasies that the professor was supposed to make come true for her. Stephen had eagerly volunteered to be one of the men to give her a cum bath.

Professor Sturm cocked his head, looking down at Deena. That’s a very good question. What do you think, Deena? Do you think you could arrange your work schedule to spend an entire weekend here?

Her heart skipped a beat or two. Spend an entire weekend with the professor, along with a bunch of other men? I could stay close to you most of the time? You’d take care of me, Sir? That was the only thing that mattered to her. The idea of having to service multiple men, of sucking them off and having them fuck her later was exciting and terrifying at the same time. But as long as Alex Sturm was with her, she’d feel safe.

He nodded. I’ll be near, and I’ll make sure you are safe and cared for. That’s the responsibility of any good Master. In return, you won’t question my orders, and you’ll obey, trusting that I won’t push you beyond your limits. Is that clear? There was a seriousness in his tone and his gaze that Deena hadn’t seen since the night he took her to his favorite BDSM club. She loved that seriousness. It meant that he was considering everything, that he didn’t think all her sexual fantasies were a joke.

Yes, Sir. There wasn’t a single doubt that he’d do as he said. She glanced at Stephen, who was keeping quiet but watching the conversation avidly. At least she knew him. He was a good guy. She tried to picture Stephen’s cock, the professor’s cock, and more cocks, all surrounding her, waiting to be serviced….

Her pussy throbbed at the thought.

She swallowed hard. I probably can’t do it next weekend, since my work has already scheduled me, but I’ll beg and plead for the weekend after. That would be finals week for her Psychology class, but that was a