"Calm, calm," he told her as though speaking to a lab animal. "This won't take long!"
Betty couldn't believe that it was happening to her. Many late nights she and her roommate would stay up talking about such things, but Betty had never dreamed such a thing would happen to her. She had contented herself with the thoroughly predictable advances of her boyfriend, Carl, with whom she made love approximately once a week at his minuscule Greenwich Village flat. She enjoyed Carl, although it wasn't difficult to imagine a more forceful lover, an energetic lover who would make her quiver with anticipation at odd times of the day or night! Betty had never had the chance to find such a person though, and Carl was really the first person with whom she had had an intimate relationship. She couldn't really count the boy who had first taken her virginity in the back of her father's hardware store in Schenectady. No, that hardly counted at all.
But this counted! It was odd how just thinking about it could make the strange behavior of her professor something totally different. Instead of the horror that came with being forced to submit to the teacher's lewd and obscene advances, somewhere inside, the experience was being changed into something different, something real and much more exciting than anything that she'd ever known. This is what her teacher was offering to her now, an erotic experience that would top all the experiences she'd ever had!
The young brunette's moans of desperation slowly changed as she felt Adam's fingers slipping upward to the elastic waistband of her nylon panties. He was tugging them downward over the smoothly rounded mounds of her buttocks. Already, sensing the young woman's compliance, Randolph no longer used a restraining hand on her arm, but both hands were busily peeling down the young assistant's panties. He gave a gasp of admiration as he saw her warm, naked ass-cheeks, unblemished, delectable!
Despite herself, Betty couldn't help wondering just what he would do next. But whatever she had expected, it was not what happened, for suddenly she heard her professor moan hungrily, and then she felt him drop down behind her nakedly offered buttocks. The next thing, the dark-haired graduate student felt was his heated breath and then a thrilling wetness back between her spread thighs. Dr. Randolph was tonguing her from behind, sticking the quivering tip of his tongue deep into the wetly throbbing lips of her pussy and licking lewdly within her sensitive layers of cuntal flesh.
"Oooooh!" The dark channel of Betty's hair-trimmed pussy began to twitch in heated arousal. No one had ever done such a thing to her. Could she? she wondered. Could she actually enjoy such an obscene act? Her nakedly exposed buttocks were oddly still as Betty's humiliation turned into a blatant carnal excitement. It was a stirring deep in her loins as well as in her mind as wicked tingles of pleasure wove in and out of the pores of the sensitive flesh up between her legs. The gentle stroking of her attacker's tongue made her feel totally wanton, totally free in a way she had never dreamed was possible! Her very position, half naked with her panties halfway down, kneeling on the floor of the lab like this, brought a greater excitement, and the pretty young assistant felt all control slipping away. All thought was mercifully blotted from her mind, whereas with her boyfriend, all she did was think, think, think through the whole thing. This was something wildly different, though, and she was a writhing mass of feminine sensuality, created for loving, and nothing more or less.
"Mmmmmm," Betty begged, squirming her ass-cheeks backward to meet Dr. Randolph's madly licking tongue. "Mmmmmmm!" she repeated as the scientist changed his position so that he had an even better vantage point between the twenty-four year old's quivering white thighs. At the same time, he parted Betty's legs as he attached his mouth to the wide open split of the young woman's streaming pussy and began to suck upon the passion-drenched pinkness of her inner flesh with new enthusiasm.
"Ooooohhhh!"
Suddenly, she felt Dr. Randolph's hands creeping up to her waist and then clasping her heavily swaying breasts. His fingers began to play through the material of her lab smock, feeling the pebble hardness of the assistant's fully erected nipples. With a little squeal that signaled her surrender, Betty abandoned herself to the sudden rushes of pleasure as the fingers that were so familiar to her in the laboratory or during a class tantalized her erotically tingling breasts. And now, down between her widespread, trembling thighs, her desire-inflamed cunt felt like a hot, glowing coal that would reach greater and greater heights of lust the longer the forbidden sucking continued.
"Mmmm! Mmmm?" Randolph murmured inquiringly into Betty's succulent young cunt. This was the best idea he'd had in years! He would remember each and every detail for recording in his notebook, for this auspicious evening marked the very first experiment of the work that would soon make him famous.
"Going to put it to you! Gonna give it to you! Mmmm? Mmmm!" he declared, raising his glistening wet face. The ardent researcher's jowled cheeks reflected the excitement he was feeling as he quickly opened his zipper fly and withdrew his thickly pulsing cock. It felt rock-hard in his steady hands, and he could hardly wait. Before him was the submissively kneeling figure of his lab assistant. He took in the lewd image of the young woman's nakedly exposed buttocks, of her glistening wet cuntal hair that pouted in a small triangle below. She was just ready and waiting for his long, hard cock. And he was really going to take her right then and there!
Betty stirred and moaned at the sudden loss of contact between her yearning pussy and his wonderfully licking tongue.
"She really wants it bad!" Randolph noted for future reference. As if to echo his own thoughts, he spoke the words out loud and kneeled up toward the dark-haired woman's widespread buttocks and thighs. He looked down at the shapely mounds of silken flesh and bent to ease her ass-cheeks still farther apart. Beneath the dull pink of Betty's anal opening lay the pulsing aperture of her almost hidden vagina. He felt himself drooling over the mouth-watering sight of the young woman's nakedness and wondered about the fact that she wore no stockings at all. Only a pair of low-heeled pumps and the panties. In his time, all women wore stockings unless they were at home, and even then they were apt to be more than fully clothed unless getting ready to bathe or bed. It was clear that he had a lot to learn as he went about his research. With a pained expression, the middle-aged scientist pushed his heavily bloated cock forward and began to worm the smooth, rubbery head of it in between the dark pubic curls and up, up into the wetly heated cuntal flesh that was now spread wide before him. It was all perfectly clear in every detail in the bright laboratory lights, and Dr. Adam Randolph felt that nothing had ever been so important to him as this moment.
"OOoooaaahh!" Betty responded to the hotly throbbing penis that slowly slid up inside her helplessly aroused female flesh. Her pleading whimpers filled the laboratory as Randolph thrust the lust-thickened head of his cock up into the palpitating entrance of Betty's willing pussy, pushing upward, continuing in a slow, constant act of relentless penetration until his long hard penis was completely buried to the hilt within the soft warmth of the trembling grad student's belly.
"Goooodd God! OOoohh God!!" Betty cried as behind her, Randolph gritted his teeth at the almost unbearably pleasurable sensation of his pretty assistant's cuntal muscled tightly massaging his deeply embedded penis.
The scientist's thick-set body inclined back from the pliant flesh of Miss Johnson's naked buttocks as his probing penis tried to reach the farthest depths of the young woman's totally filled pussy. He did not want to stop until it was completely out of sight, buried so deep up inside the young brunette's hair-lined vaginal opening that his sperm-filled testicles would fit snugly up against her warm flesh. From his excellent position behind the straining twenty-four year old, Randolph shuffled forward just as Betty began to rotate her hips lewdly backward to meet his rigid cock-flesh. Again and again, the kneeling Dr. Randolph thrust up against her wide-held pussy, forcing his rigidly throbbing cock deep into the liquid heat of his young assistant's hungrily contracting vagina.