Ron couldn’t keep his eyes off his pretty blonde assistant. She’d come into his life about a year ago when she had answered an ad for a lab assistant. He was 51, she 26. Since then they had worked closely on a number of projects, lately one looking at freeze tolerance in mouse stem cells. Traci was smart and sexy and surprisingly, very shy (at least so he thought). She was tall, probably around 5’8″, slender, but full in all the right places. She was not busty but rather had a nice set of smaller, but nice round, pert tits. But it was her killer ass and legs that were her best features. Long and shapely, her legs rose up merge with a set of ass cheeks, the making of which God himself had supervised. She had a bit of a throaty voice that only added to her sexuality. Ron had taken her under his wing and helped her along with various projects such that she now had three scientific papers in press and was well-prepared to move right into a PhD program.
Because of the age difference Ron had always held his true feelings in check, respecting her for being his student and not coming on to her the way some other man might have. Maybe that respect was what drew Traci to him.
It was Christmas, and the lab team had gotten together for a few drinks on the hot, clammy Australian night. It was late and as Ron had biked in, Traci was quick to offer him a ride home. With a few drinks in him Ron was a little more loose-lipped than he might normally have been.
“Ron” she called. “I’m ready if you are.”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m coming. I just need to make sure my bike is safely in the garage before we go.”
Traci started up her car and leaned over to open the passenger door for Ron.
They drove for about 5 minutes before Traci spoke up.
“Ron. I’ve got something I need to talk to you about.”
He looked over at her. He could tell she was having difficulty getting it out.
“I might have to leave the lab.”
“What!!” Ron responded. “Why?”
“Money” she answered. “I just can’t make it on what I’m getting now.
Ron’s mind began to race and maybe it was the booze or the desperation at loosing her but he blurted out “I can give you some if you need it.”
She smiled over at him. “Sure, that would be great but that might just tie me over for a little while and then I’ll have to pay it back, and I can’t.”
Ron was quiet for a minute.
“You could pay me back with sex…” he whispered without thinking, but not expecting her to hear.
“What?” she responded quickly. “What did you say?”
“Nothing Traci. Sorry, that was uncalled for. I apologize.”
They were quiet for the next 5 minutes or so and Ron figured he’d blown any kind of relationship they had.
Suddenly Traci pulled her car over to the side of the road and threw the shift into neutral.
Ron figured he’d be in for it now.
“Look” she started. “I love working in the lab and I’d do almost anything to stay…ALMOST anything. So, perhaps I’m an idiot for asking this, but what exactly might you have in mind.”
Ron was like a deer caught in the headlights. He was dumbstruck. The gorgeous 26 year old blonde was actually following up on his flippant remark.
“Traci.” He said. “I’m 51 years old. I’ve been married for 27 years and for the last 10 of those years, my wife and I have barely had any intimate contact.”
“No sex?” she asked.
“Yes, well almost none.”
“Wow…” She said. Then she was quiet, waiting for him to continue.
“You’re 26 and well, younger women have a stronger sex drive and well, maybe we could both help each other out. You get some financial assistance and well, you, well,…
“Have sex with you…” She added.
“Yes” Ron hesitated. “Yes, have sex with me. And you’d enjoy it too, I hope.” He added not knowing if she would.
She hesitated, thinking. “Ok, let’s say I was interested. How often and what type of sex?”
“Well, that’s hard to say right now…”
“Look, I don’t want to have to sign some kind of contract. Just tell me, what and when! ”
“I don’t know. I guess a handjob here and there, a blowjob.” Ron stammered.
“Any fucking?” she asked bluntly, taking him off guard.
“Maybe”.
She thought for a few minutes, the car motor still running.
“How much do I get?”
“What’s your monthly rent?” Ron asked.
“$1200.”
Ron thought for a minute. “I guess I can afford half, so $600, without my wife finding out.”
Traci thought for a minute. “When would we start?”
Ron shifted in his seat. Was his pretty student about to go through with this?
“Stop at the ATM and we can start tonight…” he laughed nervously.
“Ok, then.” Traci nodded. “Let’s get over to the ATM.”
As they drove Ron could barely contain his excitement and he fidgeted back and forth in his seat, trying as best he could to hide a growing erection.
“What’s wrong?” she asked after a few minutes. “You can barely sit still.”
Ron looked over at her and grinned sheepishly.
Traci started to laugh.
“Oh my God, have you got a hard-on already?”
Ron didn’t say anything, just looked out the window.
Traci reached over and pushed his hands away from his crotch.
“Oh my God, you do.” She squeaked like an excited teenager. “You do have a hard-on.”
Ron finally laughed himself. “Ok, yes I do. I’ve got to admit I am pretty turned on by where this conversation has been going for the last half hour.”
“Maybe you’d like me to start now…” She let her voice trail off as she drove.
“Now?” Ron responded.
“Sure. Why not? Take it out of your pants and I’ll give you a handjob as we drive.” She smiled and added seductively. “I’ll have you squirming in your seat in no time.”
At that instant they saw the blue lights of the bank up ahead. They pulled over and Ron ran out to the ATM, getting back into the car with the money in his hands before she could get the car parked.
He passed the wad of bills over to Traci.
“Just put it in the glove box” she said.
Ron did as instructed,
“Now, where were we…” She asked.
Ron raised his rear end off the seat and slid his pants down to his knees. His boxers were tented in his crotch.
Traci looked over at him struggling with his shorts. “I’m driving, so you’ve got to help me out a little here.” she laughed as she pulled back onto the road.
“Get it out.” She instructed.
Ron pulled the leg of his boxers aside and lifted out his already hard, bright red cock.
His wife had always told him when they were younger that he was big by most men’s standards and back then she’d always seemed satisfied with their sex. Also, when he had seen pornographic movies, he compared well to the oversized cocks of the male stars.
“Wow, you’re pretty big down there…” he heard his blonde student comment as she glanced down at his thick prick…and then more quietly. “Not what I was expecting at all…”
“I’ll need some lube.” Traci said, her eyes shifting from the road to Ron’s cock and back. “There’s some skin lotion in the glove box.”
Ron reached over and opened the glove box, pulling out a tube of “Aloe After Tanning Cream”.
“That’s it. Put some on your … ummmm…your cock.” She ordered.
“Use lots. It’s pretty big and that stuff soaks in fast. We want it nice and slippery, don’t we?”
Ron nodded. Dirty talk turned him on and that was the first time she had said the word ‘cock.’
Ron quickly did as he was told.
“You’re going to need more…” she said. “He’s big …so use a lot.”
Ron added more lotion to his cock rubbing his fist slowly along the shaft.
Traci laughed watching his cock slide in and out of his tightly clenched fingers. ” You going to do it or am I?”
Ron drew his hand away and smiled. “You are.”
The pretty blonde then slid her had across his lap and began to toy with the longer hairs around the base of his balls. Ron’s skin tensed and he visibly shivered from head to toe as, for the very first time, his pretty blonde student slid her soft hand up along his rod and seductively curled her long, slender fingers around the shaft of his throbbing cock. Her red nail polish glinted in the lights.
“Oh God…” he moaned.
“Relax.” She said quietly “I’m just getting started.”
She started to slide her hand up and down his quivering dick.
For the next 5 miles and what felt like 5 hours she deftly and expertly stroked his hard cock, sliding her hand up and down his thick rod. Every now and then she’d stop and slide her palm across the taught head.
Ron groaned with pleasure.
“You’re very good at that.”
“I’m a pretty girl” she said. “I get lots of opportunities. You know, you’re not alone, other boys want me to do this also.”
“I’ll bet.” he panted as he watched her fist move faster and faster up and down his rod, her palm now sweeping lightly across and around the shiny knob of his cock as she reached the top of each upstroke.
“Do you?” he asked turned on by the thought of seeing her stroke another guy’s cock.
“Not lately.” She responded. “You’re lucky…” She giggled mischievously.
“I’m between boyfriends.”
“When you get a new one, can I watch?” he panted.
“Oh Ron, you are sick. I never figured you to be like this.” She chastised him.
“…and I never in a million years figured you’d be doing this.” He motioned down at her hand stroking his cock.
“But I am.” She answered. “Sometimes it’s the nicer guys that get the girl…and a sexy handjob.”
“Well they don’t know what they’re missing.” he answered leaning his head back to revel in the stroking the pretty blonde was giving him.
“Just like a pornstar” he whispered.
She smiled her approval of his comment, tightening her grip on his thick rod. “You watch porn Ron?” she asked, stroking him a little harder and faster.
He nodded.
“What do you like best?” she queried.
“Ummmm…blowjobs.” he answered.
She smiled at him and continued to stroke him quietly as she drove.
The sound of her fist slapping against his wet balls and Ron’s deep breathing filled the car.
“Why blowjobs?” she asked.
Ron looked over at her pretty face, imagining her moist red lips sealed around his thick cock.
“I like to watch my cock being sucked by a pretty girl.”
Traci nodded.
Ron continued. “Most of all I love to watch my thick shaft slide back and forth between her bright red lips.”
“So you like lipstick then?” Traci teased, running her tongue over her thick lips.
“Oh yeah.” he grunted.
After a few minutes she asked “You going to cum soon big guy?”
“Not yet.” Ron grunted through gritted teeth.
“Well we’re almost at your place…you’d better hurry.”
“Fuck…” Ron grunted and shifted his naked ass in the seat. “Pull over.”
“What’s wrong?” she asked, pulling to the shoulder of the deserted road.
“This is so good, I just want you to keep going…and well I’m not as young as I used to be and he’s getting a little soft.”
“But I’ve got to get home. I’m tired.” She added.
“Ok, but I …” He answered.
Her stroking of his shaft stopped.
He thought he’d blown it.
“I’ve got an idea.” She said and reached into her purse and pulled out a thick elastic hair band.
She passed it to Ron. “Here, put this around the base of your cock.”
Ron fingered the colorful band in his hand.
“C’mon” she urged.
He reached down and lifted his softening cock up and slid the band over the head and down the shaft.
“Pull your balls through as well.” She instructed.
He did as told, looking over at her. “There really is a side of you I knew nothing about.”
She smiled. “As I said, I’ve had lots of boyfriends.”
“Its better if you’re shaved so you don’t get any hairs caught underneath.
“Well next time I’ll shave.” Ron responded.
Ron could start to feel his cock getting hard …and it was staying hard. If anything it was getting harder and harder and if he flexed his crotch his cock got all shiny and red and the skin across the head stretched tight like an overinflated balloon.
“Wow. What a difference.”
“Feels good doesn’t it?” she asked.
Traci licked her red glossy lips, stared intently at his swollen cock. She bent over him, flicked out her tongue and scooped some precum off the head.
“MMMM” she purred “You taste great.”
“Oh fuck…” Ron groaned, his dick now sticking up like a bright red rod his eyes bulging.
Traci looked up at him. “Well you did say you liked blowjobs best right?”
Before he could answer, the sweet blonde pulled her hair off to one side and lowering her face worked her tongue into and around the sensitive area just under the rim at the base of his cockhead. Pressing down with both hands at the base of his cock she pushed her tongue into his slit, probing deeper, trying to lap up the oozing fluid before it came out.
Ron moaned loudly.
She slid his cock into her mouth, the corners of her lips stretched to their limits as the hugely swollen head lodged against the back of her throat. She felt the heat radiating from the skin as she bathed it in her saliva, slushing it around with sweeping motions of her tongue.
Traci looked up at Ron to be sure he was watching but even as she did so she knew his gaze would be fixed on the fusion of her mouth and his cock. She knew she was very pretty and that guys liked to see a pretty girl sucking cock. And she was sure that if she was sucking some guy’s cock, that his eyes would be glued to the spot, his mouth open in disbelief as her gorgeous face impaled itself on the end of his big thick red prick.
She smiled up at him. “Like it?”
Ron nodded as his sweet little cocksucker started to slide her lips down his shaft, deeper and deeper she took him until she felt the huge head wedge again at the back of her throat.
Ron groaned in ecstasy as she slid his cock back and forth in her pretty mouth. After a few strokes it came free it with an audible ‘pop’.
“How was that?” Traci asked seductively.
“Wow…” Ron responded. “You sure can suck cock!!”
Traci smiled. “Thanks. Like I said…I’ve had lots of boyfriends.”
Traci slowly started to undo the buttons on her shirt. Her perfect young tits were barely covered in a lavender lace demi-bra, her obviously now very hard nipples visible behind the top of the lace cups. He was pleased that she was as excited as he was. She pulled the shirt off.
“Keep the bra on.” Ron said. “Just pull the straps down over your shoulders.”
“Like this” she asked, doing as he requested, her beautiful young tits jutting excitedly over the fine lace rims.
“Oh yeah” he responded, getting his first real look at her gorgeous rack, her tight nipples rock hard under the lace.
Now almost fully topless, his sexy student assistant leaned over again and this time, using both hands, took his cock and began to stroke him slowly. Her strokes were long and tantalizing and Ron could barely decide whether to stare at her heaving tits or watch her talented slippery hands slide up and down his thick rock-hard shaft. Her red nail polish glinted in the moonlight as she lustily stroked his overly excited cock. His eyes shifted back and forth between the two.
“Am I earning my pay?” she purred looking up at him.
He nodded…”Oh fuck baby, are you ever.”
She looked like a pornstar as she worked on his hard rod.
“I think you need to cum now.” She said after another minute or two of slow, sexy stroking.
Ron nodded approval and arched his back, up towards her face.
The blonde tossed her hair back over her shoulder, reached behind her back and undid the lace bra, letting it fall silently between them. She slid her hands along the sides of her now naked tits as she looked down at her mentor. Her nipples were dark brown and small, the hard tips sticking a good half inch beyond the dark brown tanned flesh of her tits. His cock arched closer, and silently she lowered her pretty face towards the blood engorged shining helmet. She stopped stroking him as she got closer and deftly slid a hand under his scrotum to gently caress his balls. With the other she pulled down on the loose skin of his shaft making the head of his cock swell as it filled with hot blood.
She smiled to herself as she heard him moan with anticipation.
Sweet Traci didn’t say anything else. She just slid her professor’s quivering red cock closer and closer to her mouth. When it was just about touching she started to move it back and forth across her lips. She shifted her weight so she was kneeling up on the seat, her thin tight ass half hanging out of the tight little denim shorts she had worn to the party.
Traci saw Ron’s eyes glance down to her shorts.
“Want me to take them off?” she asked, her voice muffled by the hard cock lodged in her mouth.
Ron nodded.
Watching for his reaction, she moved her hands down to the button at the front of her shorts, undid it and leaned forward, slid them down over her hips to her knees.
As they slid off they revealed the tiniest lavender lace thong that Ron had seen. The fabric was wedged deep in the crack of her ass, the sides pulled up high above her hips.
Ron thought his dick was going to blow up.
With her shorts around her knees, the sexy student grabbed his cock again with both hands, opened her mouth wide, and wrapped her wonderfully soft lips around the pulsing head of his dick and sucked it deep and hard into her mouth. Her mouth was tender and warm as she slid his cock back and forth, her front teeth scraping lightly across the distended rim each time it passed over her glistening lips.
Her hips moved back and forth, her tight gorgeous ass now thrust up high in the air.
She sucked his cock like a seasoned porn star. Thick wet spit trickled out from the corners of her lips and down the pulsing shaft of his cock as she took him deep and hard.
She ran a hand down to his balls and squeezed them as she worked her mouth lower and lower until all almost 9 inches of Ron’s cock were stuffed up into her slender throat. She went down as low as she could go and then held her head there for a few seconds, sucking as hard as she could, repeatedly hollowing her cheeks against the sides of his shaft, before lifting her head up for air.
“Ungh…” she grunted. “Definitely the biggest cock I’ve sucked in some time” she continued, smiling up at Ron. A thick string of saliva stretched from her bottom lip to the tip of Ron’s cock.
“Can you cum now please…” she asked. “I need to get home.”
Ron smiled. “I’m sure I’ll just be another minute.” He answered.
“I’ll give you ten seconds…” she purred and lowered her lips over his cockhead again. But this time the gorgeous blonde did not take him deep into her throat but just dragged her front teeth repeatedly back and forth over the sensitive distended rim, just like she was nibbling on the end of a candy bar.
Ron grunted and started to thrust his hips uncontrollably back and forth as the sexy blonde worked her lips back and forth around his knob.
Traci’s eyes glazed over as she sucked hard and fast on her professor’s cock.
She’d remembered sucking her last boyfriend off and how as he got close to cumming that he’d asked her to use her front teeth on his knob, to scratch them hard across his thick rim. One of her front teeth had a tiny chip and she knew it felt really sexy as she used it to tease his knob the first time she’d sucked him off. Later during other blowjobs, he’d begged her to do it again, and she was always worried she’d cut him but he didn’t care about anything except how good her wet mouth felt on his dick and the relief that would come when his cock would explode as he shot his hot load across her gorgeous face.
Her mind came back to the present as she teased Ron with a few gentle nips of her teeth before she dragged them hard across the rim, leaving a thin trail of abraded skin.
As she suspected, Ron didn’t care if she cut him or not.
She thought again about her last boyfriend and how he wasn’t as big as Ron but his knob was massive, almost as big as a small apple. He was a big black guy from Somalia and when having sex they’d made a great couple. He had the staying power of an elephant and it had sometimes taken her hours of her best sexy dick stroking and cock sucking to get him to cum. He’d loved the way she dressed in sexy lingerie and tiny little bikinis when she blew him, and she’d loved to dress up for him and drive him wild with anticipation and lust. She always imagined how hard and fast his heart must have been pounding as she seductively teased him in one of her sexy little outfits.
Her favourite had always been her white satin thong bikini. With fresh makeup, bright red cocksucker lipstick, her blonde hair pulled up into a shaggy bun and white lace-up, 4 inch pumps, she knew she looked like every man’s pornstar dreamgirl.
Once he’d asked her to go to a seedy porno theater to watch some interracial movie where some incredibly hung black guy was given a blowjob by a sexy redhead in a little lace bra and thong set. She’d played along, dressing like a slut and using a little bottle of baby oil, had slipped off her top and with her tits pulled over the top of the bra had given him the handjob of a lifetime. She’d timed it so that when the black guy in the movie was cumming, so was her date.
Her thoughts were brought back to the present as Ron started a low groan than rose into almost a low guttural scream. Her teasing has pushed him over the edge.
She knew he was cumming!!
“ARGHHHH” he moaned as he felt the first searing hot jet of cum speed along his urethra and spurt from the head of his cock.
Even though she knew he was about to shoot, Traci was caught by surprise by the quickness, force and volume of his ejaculation and within five seconds her pretty face and hair were streaked with thick ropes of cum.
“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck…” Ron grunted as the topless sexy young blonde continued to pump and lick at his deflating, spent cock.
After about 3 minutes his cock finally stopped pulsing.
Turning her pretty blue eyes up to him, and pulling her cum streaked hair off to one side of her face, “Well Dr. Williams, how did I do on my first assignment?”
Ron smiled his approval, his legs quivering with exhaustion after such a fantastic blowjob.
“You did very well…” he answered, “very well indeed”.
