The Professor

By Julie Petro

The professor love & Relationships story. professor love stories.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Jan 24, 2016
• ISBN: 9781329854390

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The Professor

The Professor

Julie Petro

ISBN: 978-1-329-85439-0

Copyright © 2016 by petro

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CHAPTER 1

By the time Linda Peterson went to college, she was already nineteen but still a virgin, even though she was very knowledgeable, and had studied all aspects of sex. Being a virgin wasn't a condition she had necessarily wanted. She was always a bit jealous when she found out that one girlfriend or another had gone all the way with some boy.

Her years of virginity had been bestowed on her by a less that smooth skin condition in her youth and the fact she was the thinnest girl in her jr. high school graduating class. As we all know, however over the course of time most things change. The Captain of the football team may eventually develop a large beer gut, the gorgeous cheerleaders get pregnant and never loose the fat their babies brought with them and the best looking guy in school looses his dark curly hair, which is replaced with a bald shiny dome, that will show your reflection when he bends down to pick up a nickel.

Linda was better of than most however, as by the time she turned eighteen, she was besieged for dates by many of the same guys who had called her names like moon face and the walking skeleton, during high school.

She had held the office of Super Virgin so long that she was not going to give it up for just any guy who professed to have the equipment, in which to relieve her of it. It was in her second semester of college, that she met another student named George Grisby, who was very nice and told her that he really liked her a lot. Linda was aware that she was going to have sex eventually, so she thought, why not with George? He was tall handsome, and a star athlete. What more did a girl need?

On their third date Linda told him to rent a motel room, as she was ready to make love with him. Friday night, George picked her up, and they went to the, Shady Pines Motor Lodge. The motel wasn't as romantic as she had hoped; however they could at least have privacy. She didn't want her first time to be in the backseat of a Ford sedan.

Both George and Linda were very excited, as they were both virgins. When they went into the motel room, she began to take her clothes off, and was down to her bra and panties, by the time George had removed his shirt. Watching him remove his pants really got her excited. George was wearing only his underpants, when he got on the bed with her. He told her that he had brought a lot of condoms, so she didn't have to worry.

George pulled off his underpants, and Linda was elated, as his penis was larger than any she had ever seen before. It immediately became erect, when she reached out and began to play with it. George laid back and enjoyed what she was doing when she licked it and then placed her mouth on it. He had never had sex with any girl before Linda.

This was only the second penis she had ever sucked, even though she had done extensive research in the many aspects of Fellatio. The first one was the penis of her best friend's father on his birthday, just two months earlier. It was kind of an experiment for her, and a birthday present to him, although he wasn't aware of her motives.

She knew through endless hours of study, that she should run her tongue around his penis while sucking it, and should be very careful not to scrape it with her teeth. Linda had read that it was a good idea to squeeze the male's testicles lightly, to give him the best experience.

She was surprised when George came, as she had only been sucking him for two minutes. It took her by surprise, however not wanting to appear a beginner; she swallowed the slippery liquid and smiled at him. It had a slight taste of chlorine a little like pool water, but not as strong. It was also sweet and a little bitter.

Linda decided it wasn't a bad taste, and she would, from that time on, always swallow cum that was shot into her mouth. While she was sucking George, he pulled her panties to the side, and began to slide his fingers over her pussy lips and clitoris. This was a wonderful feeling that she knew well, as she had done it to herself hundreds of times.

Several seconds after George had cum in Linda's mouth; she began to get very wet, but she didn't have a real orgasm. George then told her to lie on her back, as he rolled a condom on his still hard penis. Her interests were so strong in all aspects of sex, that she watched him intently, so she would know exactly how to do it, if it were ever necessary.

She opened her legs as wide as she could and held them in the air, and George crawled in between them. Through her studies, Linda knew the best methods of foreplay so she took hold of George's cock and moved it all around her slit and clitoris.

She then placed the head at the entrance to her vagina, and told him to push easy. George was so excited, that he rammed his cock into her hard, which felt like somebody had shoved a teent pole up into her pussy. He took her cherry, and caused her extreme pain.

Without regard for her pleasure or her discomfort, George began to shove his large cock into her very fast and very hard. Ten to fifteen seconds had gone by, when George moaned and came again. He then rolled off of Linda, and lay by her side. She just laid there in pain, thinking to herself,

'That's it?'

All of her research showed that most males could go on for at least a half-hour. Maybe George was an anomaly, and some other young man could do it for her. She thought to herself, that if he asked her if it was good for her, she would bitch slap him. After a while, because of Linda's coxing, George put on a new condom and attempted to do it her again.

This time was a little better and lasted about ninety seconds. She was needless to say irritated, actually more frustrated, as she had brought herself off many times with just a finger. She couldn't believe that this handsome, well-built, well-hung young man couldn't hold off long enough to give her at least one orgasm. She just wanted to just get dressed and leave him there.

Over the next several months, Linda dated five different college guys, and found a problem with each one of them. She finally talked with her Psychology Professor, Richard Thompson, who explained that, most men, and many women have sexual problems. He suggested they go to dinner so they could discuss it further.

The dinner was set for Friday September 2nd at the Cest La Vie restaurant in Laguna Beach by the ocean. She was very impressed when he picked her up in his Porsche. As Linda was only twenty, she couldn't have any alcoholic drinks, however she had a cup of coffee. Their conversation went on for several hours and she couldn't believe how much she was drawn to Richard on an intellectual level.

Due to his enlightened background on almost everything, Linda became almost possessed by an unreasoning passion and attraction to the older man. It was nine o'clock when they finished dinner and he suggested, if she wished that they could return to his condo to talk further.

At his apartment, he poured each of them a glass of wine, followed by a second. The conversation seldom strayed far from her almost fanatical interest in sex. However he did ask what her college major was. She told him that she had Liberal Arts major, as she wasn't sure of what she wanted to do after she graduated. Linda said,

I don't know at this point, but my thoughts never deviate far from sex. Maybe I should be a hooker, she giggled, the wine apparently affecting her more than she knew.

"Linda, you don't need a sheepskin to be a prostitute. Besides a prostitute only takes care of the individual's immediate gratification. She can't get down to the real subconscious problem from which the individual is suffering. I think you should look into psychotherapy, where you could be a real help to people who can't perform properly.

You could be a teacher of