Lahat ng Kabanata ng Ravished By Her Fated Beasts: Kabanata 331 - Kabanata 340

She had a hot, sexy vibe, sipping pinot and wearing a short, bohemian skirt with tennis shoes. She moved through the gallery, gracefully, but with some swagger, and I could hardly take my eyes off that little skirt. We were in the middle of an art opening, spotlighting faculty work...we had a couple friends showing their photographs.She took a sip from her glass and reached up to steal a kiss. It lingered some and her gaze fell to the bulge, that often defined my jeans. Looking around to see if anyone could see, she gave it a quick squeeze. She whispered, "I like it when "he" shows...it's like he's always waiting for me," and got that sexy Megan-smile.I tried to look stern, but I couldn't help but smile. With those blue eyes, puffy lips, and that smile, I wrapped my arm around her waist. "Young lady, wait till we get to the car; you're going to be finishing what you started.""I hope so...like it when I get to finish...you," she grinned.I whispered, "I want to lift that little skir

The library was closing down, and I was following her up to the third floor. We screwed in the library many, many times, but this was in a classroom...and Megan looked the part. She was wearing a hot, little skirt and looked like a hot, college coed from some porn flick...but she always did...she was a hot college coed. We all know the tired plot, but this time it wasn't a movie...it was real.She looked amazing with her hair pulled back in a ponytail, and a well-fitted, tank top. You wanted to reach out and grab one. When I grabbed her ass under the skirt, she giggled, "We're almost there...you can have all you want, sweetie!"I quickly realized that the fantasy was becoming reality, because it was exactly what Megan had planned, "Maybe you could be my hunky, professor and I'm your sexy student, working hard for a better grade?"When we got to the classroom, I paused with a random memory, long forgotten till that moment. There was a big wooden desk centered in the room, a common arra

I was with Megan, at our monthly book club; there was only a handful of people because several couldn't make it. We were meeting at Megan and Janie's...well, mostly Janie's because Megan was usually at my place.Anyway, things were just wrapping up and I finished my coffee. I felt Megs snuggle a little closer; the sexual tension was intense, because she'd been away for a week, visiting her parents. It doesn't sound like a big deal, but a week apart for us, was hard. We even had phone sex which seems as satisfying, as it is frustrating. She had it rougher, though, because I had Darin and Benji to satisfy needs. I joked with her, "You need to get back here soon, because I'm wearing the boys out. The sex is great, but they're sore and walking funny...we all miss you!"After everybody left, Janie (my teaching assistant) went with her friend Elle (another book-clubber); they went to the store for groceries because Elle had a car, a huge luxury when all you have is a bike.I grabbed another

As we talked, she admitted to hearing us in the bedroom, but it didn't seem to bother her any. It was just part of having a roommate, she explained...and Megan had undoubtedly heard her going at it with Doug. Though, when she praised our (to use her phrase) "lusty passion," and called it educational, it was obvious that we needed to be quieter.That evening we watched a movie together and I opened a couple bottles of wine. It was a great movie that we had all missed in the theater, so it was great to finally see.Within the dialogue of the movie, a woman sitting at a bar said, "Yeah, fill me up." Janie half-whispered to Megan, "She overheard you and Rob, too," and giggled like a teenager.I'm sure I blushed, but I grinned, "That was probably unnecessary, but what all did you hear?"She was a little buzzed and free with details, "Well, I probably came in at the worst time, right before you both finished." She grinned, "It was hot...I mean...I really thought about using a cucumber, but

I ran a half the day before and planned to sleep in. I was somewhat conscious, but just barely, when I heard Megan get up and make coffee.She was in the doorway with a cup, checking on me and watching me sleep...I find myself watching her sleep, too (she's so fucking cute). Still drowsy, I tried to go back to sleep, but my imagination ran wild...or my dick ran wild may be more accurate.I fantasized about our eyes meeting and she holds her gaze, approaching the bed. Those deliciously pouty lips wrap around my morning wood, sucking and sucking, until she's rewarded with a rich, creamy mouthful. "Mmmm," I quietly groaned, pondering the blowjob and the precious cream...the creamy warmth coating her mouth. I could almost feel myself filling her mouth with thick, honey textured seed. She always treasured that first swallow, as it washed over tongue.Megan always tightened her lips around the shaft and milked out every drop. Finally, my fantasy orgasm ended...I grunted and shuddered when i