FUCKING PROFESSOR GIVEN - PART2 - Sex Stories

FUCKING PROFESSOR GIVEN - PART2

The three of us waited for my wife to enter the house. Shauna(AKA Jill) and I bookended our dog, prof. Given, who was kneeling in panties and bra. A red ball gag was in her mouth to keep her quiet. "What the hell? Is this some kind of joke?" Helen couldn't take her eyes off prof. Given. I don't think she even noticed Shauna at first. "It's no joke, baby," I said. "Let's have a chat. Shall we?" I directed her to the kitchen. "The three of us have been having fun together. We've decided to move it to the house." "Not in my house!" It was, in fact, my house but I wasn't in the mood for an argument. "Helen, I booked a suite for you for the weekend. You can go there, or stay here and party with us. Your choice. I'll send your girlfriend in here to plead her case." "I walked back into the living room and removed the gag. Professor, you've got ten minutes. Convince her to stay or forget about coming over here again." As she struggled to her feet, I winked at Shauna. We have fifty dollar wager on the outcome. I think it's easy money. "You're so cocksure aren't you?" Shauna said, smirking at me. "I just know my wife. She's a closet lesbian. But the lies are going to stop here and now, or we're through. It's a no lose situation for me. Would you like a drink?" "You have any scotch? "Have I got scotch? I've got a double malt that will ride your tongue like a virgin." Time flew as we talked about liquor. The professor was back in before we knew it. "Give us twenty minutes. Okay?" "Sure, ...

... professor," I said smugly as she led my wife back to the bedroom. "That fifty bucks is gonna buy some really nice steaks," I said to Shauna. "I'll grill them in your honor." "It's not over until she has a mouth full of pussy." Shauna was really annoyed. I bet this chick hates losing with a passion. Time was up. We headed back to the bedroom. The professor's big ass was swaying as she chowed down on my wife. I could only visualize her pasty white cheeks because she was still in her panties. I should have forced her to remove them before she came back here. My wife's mouth was open as if she were sleeping, only the sounds coming out of her mouth weren't snores; the bitch was groaning in pure bliss! Before I could choke on my own jealousy, Shauna sprang into action. "Move over dog." The professor's mouth traveled up to my wife's lips, her hands kneaded her breasts as Shauna went to work. She put two fingers in my wife's pussy and started playing her like a bass guitar. I watched in envy as my wife rode her fingers, her mouth singing Shauna praise. God, I loved watching this dyke work! "Earl, you've been negligent. I'm knocking the dust off this pussy," Shauna boasted. I was too fucking turned on to be insulted. My dick was in my hand before I knew it. I'd never seen my wife this turned on. If there was any lingering doubt, her body-racking multiple orgasms settled it: my wife is a full blown lesbian. Shauna watched my wife shake for a few seconds, admiring her work. Then she lay ...