Pulling away, I repeated the process on her right nipple. Sitting back, I couldn't help but admire the beauty of the two straight silver pins juxtaposed against the fleshy, organic slopes of her breasts. The contrast was striking.
"Coop," she sighed. "Fuck my ass now. Make me come."
"How do your nipples feel?"'
"They hurt. They sting so nice."
Having slathered a large finger-full of saliva along her tight brown asshole and pressed the lubricant inside the sphincter and into her tunnel, I eased the head of my cock against her. I pushed and pushed and pushed, applying a steady pressure, but eased in ever so gently. Finally, I felt her orifice yield. The head of my cock slid in slowly, and she felt tighter, hotter, more vital than I'd ever experienced before.
Her rectum was deeply warm and sticky. The friction of our parts tugged and milked my flesh. My shaft sank in and out of her, building momentum, building an intense, pleasurable knot in my gut. She felt creamy inside, and oh so tight. I closed my eyes and tried to think other thoughts, tried to place myself outside of my body, away from Sonia, somewhere else, but it was hopeless. Her bowels felt too good. I couldn't go on any longer. I had built myself to too many heights tonight and I could not deny the torrent any longer. With a sharp cry of Sonia's name, I finally collapsed on top of her. My throbbing shaft began to fill her delicate passage with come.
She held my head against her chest, and I could feel the steel pins shifting as she breathed. Her heartbeat was a rapid drumming against my ears. Through the thin lining of her rectum, I could feel the clenching and releasing of her vaginal muscles. As her orgasm subsided she took my face in her hands and kissed me deeply.
"I love you," she whispered.
We fell asleep entwined in each other's arms.
We awoke the next morning, still in each other's arms, rolled up onto our sides in a tangle of sheets, body parts, dried blood from now-tender nipples, and tracks of dried semen. The room was placid and dim, and we lay still, holding each other, enjoying the residual glow of last night and the quiet calm that befell us. I'd pulled the pins out from Sonia's nipples and twirled the delicate, wounded nubs between my fingers. When I caught them just right, her whole body tensed and shivered uncontrollably and she forced her ass back against me. She ground herself into me until my cock was, once again, aching and straining toward her warm, wet fissures. She giggled and I giggled and we whispered our love into each other's ears.
The moment lingered as we drifted in and out of sleep, lazing the morning away. Eventually, we faced the hard realization that we'd need to get out of bed and get on with the day. I had classes to teach.
Outside, in the hallway beyond the dorm suite, we could hear the frenzy of students--alive, vigorous, well into their day.
"Just a few more minutes, baby," Sonia pleaded in a delicate baby-girl voice.
"Okay," I said. It wouldn't be good for me to leave now anyway, in the height of the morning rush.
"It's okay about last night," Sonia said. "I needed you, too. And I'd been thinking of you. I was going to call you and ask you to come and get me, but I didn't want to bother you. Actually, I didn't want you to think I was stalking you, or desperate to trap you or something."
I stroked her hair and pressed my mouth to the back of her head, placing a deep kiss there. I considered telling her what kind of frenzy I'd worked myself into last night, how desperate and, well, depraved I'd allowed myself to get. But I thought the better of it.
"I needed it," I said, finally. "I think we both needed it."
"Yeah. I know I did."
I slid my hands down her face, down along her torso, and rested my fingers in a soft caress on the top of her hips. "You said you loved me."
"Did I?" she asked, coyly. She took my hand in hers and pulled it to her heart, resting our hands between her breasts.
"Yes, Sonia, I believe you may have."
"Maybe I did," she laughed.
I kissed her shoulder. "That's convenient."
"Is it? And why's that?"
Pulling her closer to me, I pushed my cock against the soft rounds of her ass. "Because I love you. You're my everything."
She rolled over to face me and lay her delicate palm on my face. "And don't you ever forget that, my prince. Remember that, no matter what."
Leaning into her, I kissed her deeply and forced my fingers into her warm, sticky vagina. She squirmed against my hand and thrust her hips to push my fingers inside her. "Like that?" I asked as I tickled her cervix with my fingertips.
"Fuck," she cried suddenly. "Shit, look at the time. I gotta go, baby. My exam!"
When Sonia slinked out from under me, my fingers popped out of her and dragged deeply across her shaven cunt. She darted across the room to get dressed. She entered a mad but methodical flurry of activity as she cleaned herself up and threw on some sweats and a loose t-shirt.
"Oh, yeah, baby," I said, watching her with deep interest. "Now's probably not the most opportune time, but we have to talk. I have news for you."
"What is it, Coop?" She stopped, half naked in the middle of the room, and waited, somewhat impatiently.
"Long story short, I need a grad--well, a teaching assistant: a lab assistant. Mine had to withdraw because of a family emergency. She's not coming back to school. The job's yours if you want it."
"Oh my God, Cooper!" Her demeanor changed immediately. She flew across the room and fell onto me, her arms and legs wrapped tightly around my torso. Having knocked me onto my side, she squeezed into me like a boa. "You are an angel! That's so awesome. You have no idea what this means to me!"
"I'm happy to help, Sonia," I managed, laughing. "Anything that I can do for you."
"Oh, you are
so
going to get something special for this."
I pulled myself away slightly and brought my hand to her cheek, stroking the soft flesh. "That's not why I did it," I said, then locked my lips on hers. We kissed deeply, and eventually pulled apart, choking for breath.
"I know, silly. You did it because you're the most amazing guy in the world. But, you
will
get something special." She took my hand from her face and placed it on her warm mound. Her pussy quivered under my touch, even through her sweatpants. "Just not right now, okay? You have to wait just a bit."
"I'm not good at waiting. I think we both know that by now. But I'll try." And with that, I watched her disappear out of her dorm room.
Outside, in the hall, I heard her scamper away, buzzing with excitement. I eased back on her bed and squeezed the head of my aching member. I considered masturbating into her sheets, but realized that I needed to be somewhere, too. I only hoped she'd be able to concentrate enough to get through her exam. Then I wondered if we'd actually get anything done, her being my new lab assistant. Then again, really, I didn't care.
The day elapsed quickly. It seemed that little time at all had passed before Sonia and I found ourselves together again. Her exam had gone well, she boasted. My classes had been pleasant but forgettable, something to break up the day, a necessary evil. Actually, I couldn't recall much from my classes, and had spent the time, as always these days, thinking of Sonia.
I watched her setting her books down on my desk, her sweatpants straining to contain her large, soft ass-cheeks as she bent over. I wanted her then, there, but I needed to--at least--display the pretense of work. I needed to show her around the lab--to show her where her office was, small broom closet that it seemed. I needed to play, too, in the worst way.
But, that will come soon
, I told myself.
"God, Coop, I can't tell you how much this means to me," she said for the tenth time. And then she leaned into me, whispering, as if the whole department stood out in the hallway listening to us, "Think of all the time we'll get to spend together."
It was the way she said
together
that really got me. I looked around quickly to see who else was in the department and then stole a quick kiss. "I can't tell you how much I've been thinking about that. We'll have to do a little work, though, at least. Okay?"
"Of course," she smiled. "But just a little. And only when I'm finished with you."
"Finished with me?"
"Yeah."
"And how long will that take?" I pulled her tight and clamped my hands onto her ass, one hand squeezing each cheek.
She sighed and buried her head in my neck. "Years. Maybe forever."
"Well, we'd better get some pre-emptive work done." I slapped her ass lightly and we stood apart, facing each other, drinking ourselves in. Finally, I said, "Come on, let me show you around."
She nodded, giggled, and followed me out of my office. We made our way quickly down through the important landmarks in the department--the faculty break room, the copy center, the supply room, the department secretary's desk, and a quick meet and greet of the higher-ups--then stole up to the fifth floor and my lab. This was even more exciting than I had imagined it would be. I felt very much like I was welcoming Sonia into a hidden world--which, in a way, this was. And it was my world, now
our
world, and that felt incredible.
We spent about twenty minutes getting Sonia acquainted with the equipment and the general laboratory processes and procedures. She took to it like a duck to whatever. I felt a growing pride in my chest as I beamed at my new assistant:
my
Sonia.
"Let me show you your office," I said.
"
My
office?" she asked. "You're shitting me. Seriously? You're serious?"
"Yes, of course."
"I get my own office?"
"Well," I said, licking my tongue across my bottom lip, "when we're not sucking and fucking in my office, you'll have your own."
"This is unreal," she said. She couldn't stop giggling, and the more she giggled, the more her delicate breasts jiggled and strained in her top. "I know I'm grinning like an idiot, but you've gotta excuse me, Coop. I really can't believe this."
I shushed her and walked her through the lab to a small vestibule that revealed three wooden doors.
"What's in here?" she asked, gesturing to the first door.
"It's a supply closet, nothing much," I answered, and eased her past it and into the middle door, which was the door to her office, which was, ironically, the same size as the supply closet. "This is yours, baby."
"Can we wait a sec?" Sonia asked suddenly.
"Sure, how come?" I eyed her suspiciously.
She nodded toward the first door. "The supply closet." Then she leaned in and whispered, "Can we go in there for a bit?"
I laughed and shrugged.
"I told you earlier, you're gonna get a surprise."
My cock twitched expectantly in my pants. I nodded quickly, backing up and opening the supply room door. We stepped inside and closed the door behind us.
Standing inches apart in the dim glow of a single incandescent light, we embraced violently, tearing at each other's bodies, gnashing our mouths together. My head grew faint and I had to force myself away from her delicious mouth to breathe. My cock strained, and I was dizzy--quite literally--with lust. As I groped and pinched at her breasts, her nipples hardened and poked through her top. As I knelt to pull down her pants, she stopped me and shook her head.
"Here," she said, pulling something from her small purse. "I wanna try this. No touching the kitty, Daddy. It's all about you right now."
It was a strange stainless steel rod, like a laboratory stirrer, but thicker. Twirling it in her fingers, she allowed me to observe it from every angle. I swallowed hard and felt my cock jump with delight as she let the tapered end slide down her saliva-covered tongue like a small, metallic penis.
"What's that, baby?" I managed to ask.
"A sound," she said, as if I should already know. "It's called a urethral sound, and it's used by doctors, piercers," and with a small laugh, "freaks like me, to dilate the inside of your urethra. It's just a smooth metal rod with a cute little rounded end. You see, Dr. Corbis, your urethra is home to a high concentration of nerve-endings. This will stimulate them very nicely."
"
What
are you going to do with it?"
"Sit down, baby," she instructed, still smiling. As I did, she pulled a small rectangular jar from her purse. She slathered the long, tapered steel shaft with thick white lubricant, and swirled the tip between her thumb and index finger. "You wanna know what I'm gonna to do with this?"
"Yeah." I could barely answer as she tugged at my belt and expertly undid my pants.
"It's going to feel
really
good, Coop. Really good, I promise." She pulled my pants off--no small feat, as we were sitting--and quickly removed my underwear. My cock pointed straight at her face as she settled in, seated between my legs, in front of me. My aching, purple glans peeked out of my foreskin. She licked deeply at my cock and then, leaving the head in her mouth, slowly massaged my thighs and around my balls.
"This might hurt a little, but it's going to make you really, really pop."
"Okay." I was a bit uneasy, and she heard it in my voice.
"Coop, it's okay. I would never hurt you--not hurt you in a bad way."
"Okay."
"But you," she laughed, "might feel a slight pressure, as they say."
"Okay." I forced a laugh in return. I wanted this--I wanted anything Sonia wanted to do to me or with me. But, I couldn't shake the anticipatory sense of panic. This, after all, wasn't all that natural for most guys.
"Just lean back and enjoy."
She grasped the base of my already raging cock with one hand and, after laying another flurry of loving kisses up the shaft and around the head, she softly peeled back my foreskin. I loved when she did this, and now was no exception. She unsheathed my cock like a child opening a Christmas present. Her eyes lit up as the glans presented itself for her. The head grew ever more deeply purple: engorged with blood, the skin shining, gleaming, taut. My heart raced as she sank her head to my sex again. She sucked sloppily, concentrating on just the head now and, specifically, on my urethra. She pulled away her beautiful, pursed lips, leaving a long trail of spittle rising from my cock to her mouth--like come, frozen in time, a DVD paused at the money shot. She smiled and licked the spit away from her bottom lip.