Going Down Under–Chapter 2

Chapter 2

From Chapter 1

“…I don’t want to interrupt what sounds like a fascinating lesson, but I need to ask the Professor here a question. Mr. Simmons has taken ill and will be out for a while. He and I were supposed to accompany the students on the annual school trip in two weeks. We’re going to Fraser Island, which you would find interesting. Would you like to go on the school trip, Professor? We will be staying ten days.”

The room was silent for a moment before Cindy said,

“Oh Professor, you have to go on this trip!”

…

There were two weeks to go before the school trip, and I was determined to get some research done out on the reefs. Last Saturday, fucking Tina out on the deep blue sea was definitely one of the top two or three sexual experiences of my life. Actually no. It was far and away the best fuck in my entire life. A week later, my cock still had teeth marks on it and my balls were working overtime to recover from Tina’s assault. That said, I thought that experience was just a particular alignment of the stars. Sometimes with sex as with everything else, things just go perfectly and the result is magic. But you’ll never be able to reproduce it. Yes, it is a very scientific kind of downer view of raw sex, but I believed it.

Apparently, I was the only one who believed it in the whole school. More of the female students now smiled sweetly when they saw me in the hall, and even called me by name. All the guys wanted to fist bump me, with comments from “Well done, P-Dog!” to “Lucky Randy Bastard…” It was flattering, but mostly funny, as I thought all the passion and fire in the experience was coming mostly from Tina.

In addition, several of Tina’s friends not in the class were suddenly asking for introductions. They all smiled the “I know what you did” smile when we were first introduced. They all also checked out my cock as we shook hands or hugged in introduction.

First was Hannah, Tina’s cousin, who could easily pass as Tina’s twin. And who doesn’t fantasize about fucking a set of twins! One sitting on your cock, the other sitting on your face. Hannah was somewhat blonder, but with the same small, tight body that just begs to be fucked hard. Hannah hugged me when we met, sliding her leg between mine and rubbing her thigh against my hard shaft for an extended length of time. Her smile when we parted suggested my twin fantasy might actually come true.

Mia was a tiny Chinese girl who looked like the wet dream of some Hentai artist. Mia had a very slender, petite frame and delicate features, but an absolutely perfect ass that I just wanted to own for a couple days. You could just imagine Mia, bouncing happily on a big cock in her pussy (or ass) while having a second big dick in her mouth. While she was petite, it was obvious that Mia had burned more than a few boys to the ground in her time.

Mandy was another blonde athletic girl with a killer body. I imagined that Mandy could go the distance in bed, making you cum hard, and not giving up until she made you cum a second time. I thought Mandy could put a big hurt on you, and you couldn’t wait for her to abuse you again. And I imagined no human male could survive doing Cindy and Mandy at once, at least not without lasting damage.

Kate was a tall redhead with the biggest tits of the group. Kate was perhaps the most forward of the new girls, although none would be called shy and retiring. Kate hugged me in greeting, smiling at me as she shamelessly rubbed my cock to attention with her thigh.

“Oh I think we would work together well, Professor,” she said slyly. I was imagining my face between Kate’s large boobs.

“I know I could find many things to work with,” I replied, making her blush momentarily. I couldn’t decide if I wanted to fuck those tits and lick up the evidence, or have Kate rub my balls with her red hair while swallowing my hard dick. No doubt she could do any of that and much, much more.

The last friend I met was Taylor, another sweet girl about Tina’s size, darker hair, but with the same subtle curves and firm tits. It was probably my overactive imagination, but I thought Taylor’s cocky attitude and crooked smile was an “Oh yeah, I am so going to fuck you” look that probably made me blush. Taylor bounced off to class with a bright, “I know I’ll see more of you soon, Professor” that would have made me cum in my pants any other time. Party on, Taylor.

If I had become something of a folk hero or antihero to the students, my faculty colleagues were a bit of a different story. Some, like the hot phys ed teacher the girls all fussed over, would take me aside and ask me how I did it, as he has been trying to bang Tina since she got to the school. Others were firm in their disapproval, giving me dirty looks or dressing me down, “Maybe that’s okay at your fancy American universities, but here…,” you can guess the rest.

The only one I worried about was Adele, my boss, and she was proving to be a bit of an enigma. She never explicitly approved or disapproved, but she would drop into my classes unexpectedly to listen for a while. She was particularly interested in my environmental studies class, the one with Tina and the rest of the Gang of Four. It was probably my imagination but I thought that Adele was wearing more revealing outfits, outfits that accentuated her big boobs and hard butt. I didn’t mind, but I couldn’t be sure.

Tina and I were cool, very businesslike I thought, except she still flashed her shaved pussy at me and let me see her breasts. Once during the period before the school trip, Tina flew in my door after school ended. She climbed up on my desk, lifted her skirt and got on all fours. When she lifted her skirt she revealed—here’s a surprise—no underwear, just a wet and eager pussy.

“Eat my ass,” she said matter-of-factly, just that and nothing more. When I hesitated more out of surprise rather than reluctance, Tina reached back and spread her ass for me, revealing the rare Australian Brown Starfish.

“I am not making a request. Eat my ass. Now.” So I did as I was told. I grabbed her shapely hips and held her tight while my tongue explored her asshole. I pushed my tongue against her asshole to no avail. This girl was too tight to be entered by a mere tongue. Only a stiff cock was going to spread that asshole. I didn’t care. I love the taste of ass and I especially loved the taste of Tina’s ass.

“I told you I was going to make you eat my ass every day, didn’t I, Professor? Now you’re my ass slave, aren’t you, bitch? You’re going to eat my ass whenever I want you to. You love my ass, don’t you, bitch?”

“Uh-huh,” I replied, not taking my tongue from her bunghole. I was going to get my tongue inside her ass if it took all day. I wet a finger in my mouth, but it wasn’t necessary as her pussy was very wet. This girl had been thinking of me rimming her bum for a long time today, I surmised. I slid my finger in her pussy and stroked her G-spot while Tina reached between her legs and massaged her clit.

“Uh—okay—like that, bitch. Right there—make me cum—don’t stop,” Tina was talking non-stop, while maneuvering her pussy so my finger hit the right spot. I wet a finger from my free hand and pushed into Tina’s tight asshole.

“Nope—nope—no cheating. I want your tongue,” Tina panted as she came once on my finger. Head down on my desk, she reached back again with both hands, spreading her ass wide, opening her sweet asshole just a bit. I pushed my tongue in as far as I could.

“Whoa! That’s it! Tongue fuck my asshole. You’re my bitch now, aren’t you Professor? You love my ass, don’t you? Make me cum, bitch!”

My finger rubbed against the soft tissue of her G-spot. For all the shit she talked, Tina loved me rubbing her spot. About a half inch of my tongue was inside her ass, and she was playing with her clit. It didn’t take long…

“Ummmm—ummmm—yeah—like—ohhh! Yessss!” with that, Tina came hard in my mouth. Her hot body pulsed with the waves of her orgasm. She removed her finger from her clit.

“Yeah…yeah…perfect…perfect…” she mumbled into the air. She stayed on my desk for a minute, her hips rocking back and forth, “That’s what I needed,” she whispered. Suddenly she bounced off the desk, rearranged her skirt and started out of the room.

“Just wait a minute Missy,” I said, opening my zipper. “You are NOT going to leave me like this,” I said as I pulled my hard cock out of my underwear.

“Suck my dick. Now!”

“I can do that,” Tina said as she turned and dropped to her knees and began stroking my cock with long, slow strokes. “I have been super horny today. This will be the fifth load I’ve swallowed today. Personal best. My love of cum got the better of me today.” With that she bent down to flick her tongue on my balls while she tugged my cock—a move I was especially fond of. She stroked my cock faster, trying to coax the semen out of my balls. Suddenly she sucked the head of my cock into her mouth, playing with the sensitive spot underneath. It wouldn’t take long for Tina to get the mouthful she craved.

“Mmmmm….yeah Tina…suck my dick…I love how your mouth feels on my cock. Take it all, baby,” I said, sliding my cock into the back of her throat. Without warning I came hard, spewing cum into Tina’s throat and straight into her stomach. Tina didn’t flinch at this sudden development. Her eyes widened a bit as the first stream went right down her throat, but she didn’t gag at all. Like I said, this girl knows how to suck cock.

After she drained me, she stood up and showed me her mouthful of my seed. With a smile she swallowed it all.

“Yum,” Tina murmured as she licked my semen from her lips. “Personal best! I love the taste of cum!”

“And I love the taste of your ass, so we’re perfect for each other!”

Tina headed for the door as I slid my wet spent cock back in my pants.

“Hey!” I called after her. Tina stopped for second.

“What?”

“Show me your ass.” Tina lifted her skirt, showing me her perfect ass and tasty asshole. She smiled over her shoulder as she wiggled her ass as she left the room. God I love that girl’s ass.

…

As I said, I needed to get some research done on the reefs before we left on the school trip. While I probably should have asked a couple of my students to help, that would have just caused, shall we say, discord. So I called the Environmental Studies department at the University of the Sunshine Coast to see if they had a grad student in my field who might need some extra money. They connected me to Oliver, a tall, bookish sort, the kind of demeanor that just screamed “grad student.” He knew his stuff well enough to be a great deal of help in my research. We packed my equipment into the car and headed for Moolooaba. Along the way we talked shop and had a few laughs. I felt good about the upcoming field work.

We parked the car and headed to the marina office to pick up the boat keys. The marina owner smiled broadly when I came through the door. His smile faded when he spied Oliver trailing behind me.

“Ah, Professor, it is good you brought back up today. I think you will need it,” he said with a wink, handing me the keys. “I suppose you will be late again today?”

“Not today! Today we are going to get a lot of work done on the reefs. We’ll be back before sunset.” We each grabbed bags of gear from the car and headed down to the quay, chatting away. As we turned the corner towards the boat slip, I came up short. Cindy and Ronnie were sunbathing on the boat, big sunglasses, bikinis showing lots of skin—pale white for Cindy, tanned and bronzed for Ronnie. Bathers in Australia could not possibly use more than 20 square inches of material, if that.

“Do you know them?” Oliver asked incredulously.

“Yeah, two of my environmental students,” I said slightly perturbed at the distraction. “I’ll talk to them if you get the rest of the gear.”

“Ladies,” I said as I jumped down in the boat. “What brings you here? I didn’t tell anyone that I was going out today.”

“We were free and thought we’d take the chance. If you didn’t show, we would at least work on our tans. The marina owner told us which boat you had reserved,” Cindy said brightly. Cindy’s long brown hair was tied in that pony tail I had been fantasizing about for months. Her yellow bikini was somewhat more athletic, accentuating her six pack abs, and tight enough to hold her ample breasts at bay. Sweat glistened and ran into her cleavage. I followed the drops with my eyes. I didn’t even have to look to know that she was wearing string bottoms and her tight muscular ass would be in full view.

“Thanks for coming, but I really need to get some work done out there.”

“Looks that way,” Ronnie chimed in. “Who’s the nerd?”

“Research assistant from the university. As I said, work day.”

“What’s his name?” Ronnie asked innocently.

“Doesn’t matter,” I said, somewhat annoyed my concentration on my work was disrupted by my concentration on Ronnie’s tits. Ronnie’s skimpy top was untied when she sat up to greet me. Her top fell into her lap, fully exposing her pretty, perky tits. Not that I hadn’t seen them before in lab, but never so fully exposed.