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Jen's Orgasms (True. M/F, xtreme multi-O, teach/student)
by Wolfdog (wolfdog@nym.alias.net)
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Warning!
The following story contains explicit sexual content. Do not read this
story if you are under 18 years of age or if you find such stories
offensive. This is a true story, but the names and some of the details
have been changed to protect the confidentiality of those involved.
If you have any comments, suggestions, or words of encouragement, I
invite you to send them to me at wolfdog@nym.alias.net. I am always
looking for ways to improve my writing and I welcome feedback.
Wolfdog
I am a college professor. The encounter I would like to describe occured
between myself and an 18 year old student. Although she was not a
student in my department (and so I had, in actuality, very little power
over her), the taboo nature of the encounter was a major factor in the
excitement of it.
I met Jennifer over the college computer network. At first she didn't
realize that I was faculty. I didn't purposely keep that information
secret, but it just didn't come up in our first few electronic
conversations. We spoke through email and "chat" several times before
she eventually stopped by my office to meet me. She was a very
attractive woman with long, blond hair and grey eyes. She was friendly
and interesting. However, at that point I certainly wasn't plotting to
make any sort of sexual advances toward her.
As time went on, our electronic conversations became more flirtatious
and provocative. She led the way. I enjoyed our flirting, but I didn't
want her to think I was expecting it. I was very careful about that. Our
flirting became intensely exciting because I was never sure of what was
going to happen next. Each time I sent her an email message I wondered
how she would reply. Would she pick up on my inuendos or ignore them?
Would she esculate our game or would she let it cool down? I wasn't sure
what the rules were because the ground was so uncharted.
Eventually, she dared me to follow through with my flirtations. "Why
don't you take me home and fuck me?" she asked me bluntly in one of her
messages. I wasn't sure if she was serious or not, but I suspected that
she was and that excited me. I told her in a reply that I'd love to fuck
her. But words were not good enough for her. She pressed me for action.
I hesitated.
"Why not?" she asked in one message.
"I could loose my job if anyone found out," I explained. "Even if it is
consensual."
"Nobody will find out," she replied. "I can be discrete."
Finally, against my better judgement, I agreed to do it. The idea of
fucking a young, female student was very exciting. She was attractive
and willing, and it had been a long while since I had last been with a
woman. I couldn't resist.
The next Saturday afternoon, I drove her to my house. We were both
nervous. Although she obviously had a fair amount of sexual experience,
she said that she had never done anything quite like this before. I
think she was as turned on about what we were planning as I was!
We talked for a while, both feeling uncertain about how to get started,
until I finally broke the ice by kissing her. After that the sex came
quickly and easily. I started by kissing and caressing her sensuously.
She remained relatively passive. She kissed back, but she didn't take
any particular action to return my caresses. She just let me have my way
with her, and that was fine with me. I enjoyed the feeling that I could
do whatever I wanted. We stayed in my living room, at first on my couch,
but eventually ending up on the floor.
I undressed her but remained completely clothed myself. She had put on
black, scanty underwear for my benefit. It contrasted beautifully with
her blond hair. It was very sexy, but it didn't stay on her body for
long. I soon stripped off her bra to expose her small, firm, teenaged
breasts. Her nipples were very pink. When I removed her panties I found
a thick mat of curly, light blond pubic hair filling the space between
her legs. She had a surprisingly generous bush.
I spent time kissing and caressing her small breasts, and sucking on her
pretty nipples. Again she remained mostly passive as I did this, but she
obviously enjoyed the attention. After a few minutes, I slid my finger
between her labia and started to masturbate her. She was quite wet and
that pleased me. I could tell she was excited. I stroked her slowly at
first, but she responded quickly and I increased the pace. I could feel
her hard clit under my fingers and I gave it plenty of attention. I have
a lot of experience masturbating women and I watched her response
closely to be sure I was stimulating her effectively without over doing
it.
My efforts paid off and in only a minute or two she suddenly groaned
with pleasure as she orgasmed. I was surprised and delighted by how
quickly she had cum! I love it when a woman cums easily, and it excited
me that I had gotten this teenager off so rapidly.
After Jen's orgasm, I backed off from her clit a little, uncertain about
what she wanted me to do next. Jen didn't say anything, but she made her
desires known by thrusting her genitals against my hand eagerly. Taking
the hint I started stroking her again. Almost immediately she came a
second time, more intensely than the first. Her moan of pleasure was
louder and fuller, and her the shuddering in her body was stronger.
Encouraged by her response, I promptly continued masturbating her. To my
delight I was able to easily bring her to orgasm again and again. After
each climax I gave her just the slightest pause to catch her breath
before giving her the next. She responded eagerly. She was obviously
used to having multiples and she accepted each orgasm enthusiastically.
After a while I decided to go down on her. I love cunnilingus. The smell
and taste of a woman's genitals are intoxicating, and Jen's were no
exception. I licked her with relish. I was pleased to discover that Jen
orgasmed readily from oral stimulation as well. At the start of each
climax she thrust her pussy against my face and cried out loudly in
ecstasy. I could then feel her body shudder for a few seconds as she
grunted softly. Yet afterwards I was able to bring her to another climax
easily almost right away. I licked her to several orgasms before
switching back to using my fingers.
I masturbated her steadily as I watched in amazed delight while Jen
continued having orgasm after orgasm. At this point she had already had
maybe a dozen orgasms in a row, yet she showed no signs of wanting to
stop. She seemed more than happy to keep cumming for as long as I wanted
to stroke her. Her cries became screams, and soon she was howling loudly
with delight with each of her many climaxes. The smell of woman-sex
filled the air, and her pussy was drenching wet. She squirmed on the
floor as her body shuddered with ecstasy again and again. Finally, after
at least four or five more climaxes, she pushed my hand away from her
crotch.
"You've... you've got to let me rest!" she gasped. She sat up and drew
her knees up to her chin, curling herself into a ball. She was shaking.
"Are you alright?" I asked.
"No," she said as she leaned her head against her arms. "No, I've got to
rest."
"I'm sorry," I said hugging her. "Do you usually respond like that?"
"Not like that." she said. "You really know how to use your hands!"
We got up and sat on the couch together. She was still nude and I was
still completely clothed. After a while she stopped shaking and seemed
relaxed. After a few minutes, she turned to me and said, "I would like
more now."
We moved to my bedroom. There I disrobed and joined her on my bed. What
followed was the most amazing display of female sexual capacity that I
have ever seen. Indeed, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I probably
wouldn't have believed it.
I started by masturbating her again. Jen responded quickly and in a
matter of minutes was cumming again with gusto. I brought her to maybe
eight to ten orgasms in quick succession before she called for more
rest. She only waited a few minutes before asking me to go down on her
again. I was glad to oblige and soon she enjoying another series of
orgasms.
We repeated this pattern, more or less, for about two hours! Jen would
cum maybe six to ten times in a row and then call for a break. Sometimes
the breaks were fairly long, but often she only wanted time to change
positions before she was ready for another set of orgasms.
I rubbed her clit, I finger fucked her, I went down on her, I finger
fucked her from behind, I massaged her G-spot, and did all sorts of
variations of those things. She was orgasmic with everything. What's
more, her orgasms were not weak. Once she got going, her orgasms were
loud, powerful explosions. She often screamed in unbridled ecstacy
making me glad that I live in a secluded location.
I remember one particularly beautiful moment. She was on her stomach and
I was finger fucking her from behind. She seemed to especially enjoy
that position, I think because I was able to give her G-spot lots of
stimulation that way. She had just rested and was greedy for sensation.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she commanded. "Fuck me harder!!"
I slid my finger in and out of her rapidly and with firm pressure
against the inside of her vagina. She reared up on her hands, eyes
closed, her face a mask of concentration. "Oh yeah!" she moaned. The
sound of her wetness filled the air.
Suddenly, she convlused. Her hips thrust powerfully against the bed as I
felt her cunt tighten on my fingers. She tilted back her head and let
out a scream of delight that seemed to shake the walls. Then, with
helpless, grunting moans her body twitched in pleasure making her hump
my sheets obscenely.
Afterwards, she flopped foward and, clutching my sheets tightly in her
hands, screamed another release into my pillows. And then another. And
yet another. She seemed totally consumed with pleasure. It was as if her
body was bouncing from orgasm to orgasm while she just went along for
the ride. She became nothing more than a quivering, screaming,
twitching, grunting, and dripping mass of female sexual pleasure. It was
exquisitely beautiful to watch.
"Oh God," she gasped when she was done with that session. "You are good,
you are really, really good."
"You like that?" I asked retorically.
"Oh yeah," she said. "You know I do. There is nothing in the world that
feels that good. Nothing!"
I let her rest for a while and then reached down to massage her labia
gently with my fingers.
"You're not through with me yet, are you?" she asked.
"Nope," I replied.
She eagerly spread her legs to enjoy the next session.
As time wore on, her orgasms came less easily. She started needing to
rest after only three or four instead of being able to go on for eight
or more. Furthermore, her orgasms were clearly becoming less intense.
She was getting tired.
Finally I told her that I wanted to fuck her.
"I wondered when you were going to get around to that," she replied.
I slipped on a condom and told her that I wanted to do her doggie style.
She presented herself to me on her hands and knees with her buttocks and
very wet genitals displayed. I mounted her quickly and took her with
animal passion. She grunted softly when I penetrated her and then again
with each inward stroke. She felt good and it was exciting to actually
be inside a student.
"Yeah, that's it," she encouraged. "Fuck me. Fuck me good."
I grabbed her hips and pulled her toward me with each stroke. Her cunt
was wet, deep, and open. Fucking her was satisfying in a wild, primal
way. Suddenly, I felt her pussy tighten up as she exploded in yet
another orgasm. She came so easily!
"Yeah," she gasped afterwards, "Make me cum. I love the way you can
make me cum."
She came again, and then a third time before all my own pent up sexual
tension exploded into her cunt. I let out my own scream of ecstacy as I
pumped my semen into her belly.
Then I made dinner for both of us. To my surprise, Jen only put on her
shirt, leaving herself completely bottomless. She sat in my kitchen as I
cooked, occasionally flashing the slit between her legs at me. I felt a
temptation to go down on her right there in the kitchen, but I resisted
it.
After dinner, I picked up the dishes. When I was finished, she seemed to
have disappeared. I found her in my bed, naked and masturbating.
"I want to do more of this," she said seductively.
I laughed. "You're insatiable," I said. "Could you do this all night?"
"Probably," she replied.
I dropped my clothes and slid into bed next to her. I replaced her hand
with my own. In only moments, she exploded into a shattering orgasm and
was off again.
The evening was a repeat of the afternoon. I went down on her, rubbed
her clit, finger fucked her, and massaged her G-spot to orgasm after
orgasm. After our extended rest, her response seemed stronger than ever.
She was cumming eight or more times in each session and wanted only short
rests between. In fact, if anything, she was more agressive and more
orgasmic than before.
Finally, as she started to approach exhaustion, I fucked her again; this
time face to face with me on top, and I enjoyed a very satisfying orgasm
of my own.
I drove her back to the dorm later that night.
"I will always remember this experience," she said. "It was very
special."
"I will remember it too," I said. Later I tried to estimate how many
orgasms Jen had during our afternoon and evening. It was difficult to be
accurate, but it had to have been at least 100, and probably more like
120 or 140. It was amazing. Although I've been with multiorgasmic women
on many other occassions, I have never been with a woman before or since
who could come close to matching Jen's response. In my fictional stories
I can't write about a woman as orgasmic as Jen because it would sound
too unbelievable. This is one case where truth is stranger than fiction!
We never got together for sex again. I was very tempted, but my common
sense got hold of me. I realized it just wasn't worth the risk. Jen
wanted to make a regular thing of it, and she was disappointed when I
told her we couldn't do that. However, I'm glad to say that we remained
on good terms with each other.
I have no regrets about what happened. Jen was a very sexy woman and we
had a great time together. Although our connection was taboo, it was
100% consensual and no harm came from it. A few years ago I heard that
Jen had gotten married and now has a child. I wish her well... where
ever she may be.
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