Schooling And Learning, Part I

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“The bush leaguer’s here, I see.” Phil smirked until I retorted, “Yep, hilt-deep in more bush than Michael Jordan.”“Liar as well as a piker.”“The word is spiker, as in what I do to your…oh, never mind. You’re too young.”Phil had taken an instant dislike to me our first day in the lab, and I soon returned it with interest. He was cocky, smart, and attractive, but knowing him long left you feeling that there was something vital missing at his core. He treated me like a low-grade threat our first two years, but recently he had gotten downright vicious.Suddenly the reason walked up to us.“Lovely as ever, Dr. Chang,” he said.“Simply stunning,” I added.“As I told you earlier, I am simply Lucy now. Consider it a privilege of defending and use it wisely.” She smiled stunningly, and my heart raced as my belly churned. I glanced over at Phil and saw a goofy look on his face that would have been charming if he weren’t so eaten up with himself.I gladly returned to look at her evening dress, a shapely black satin construction that fell from a bit above her nipples down to her knees, and the scarf she had draped over her shoulders. She looked up into my eyes with obvious amusement and something else I wanted to read as reciprocated desire, though I wasn’t stupid or brave enough to think it was a desire to requite the love for her that I had fallen headfirst into during my second week in her lab.She had taken each of the new guys and gals to lunch individually to get to know us better, and we had hit it off immediately. In the course of an hour, she went from a prosaic if attractive middle-aged Chinese woman to an intensely desirable, deeply cultured woman with a wry and dry sense of humor. I did my best to avoid following her around like a puppy, but she doubtless sensed my attraction to her and seemed, alas, quite amused by the thought of it.Phil and I each hit on a small but pregnant possibility and were allowed to run the necessary experiments. We often glared at each other late at night or early in the morning in the labs and often made digs at each other’s expense, but our ugly looks didn’t cause the evil eye for our experiments and we wrapped up our work at much the same time. We defended the same week and immediately gave short talks noticed by few at a conference that would have been a choice target for terrorists eager to kill off half the field. We were now being treated to a congratulatory dinner—together, of course, just the three of us, because Fate is a sick and twisted bitch with a cruel, cruel sense of humor, or else some other woman had a sense of humor as sharp as a knife edge.“Shall we have a drink?” she asked.We nodded and she took each of us by the arm, leading us while acting as if being led to a bar with a dark table in one corner. We had an hour until our reservations and the bar was mostly empty and quiet, only some music playing, and after she ordered for each of us she cocked her head and listened. “What is that?”I listened and was in luck. “Bill Evans.” She pursed her lips in pleased surprise as Phil glared daggers at me, which together made me add, “I think it’s ‘The Peacocks.’ From his last album. Then he died.”“Oh dear,” Lucy said with a moue.Phil somehow snatched a draw from his imminent defeat and said with a competitive cast to his brow, “But that was what he wanted, wasn’t it?”A little surprised he knew anything outside his own ass, I replied, “He was a mess, yeah, drugs and disease, and then his brother died and he just seems to have given up.”“Hard to hear that in the music,” Lucy said quietly. “It goes its own gracious way.”Phil opened his only tin of potted Chinese culture and said, “But the way that he expressed was not the real way.”Lucy blinked in surprise but not, I suspected, pleasure, and I replied to help him onto his own face, “I learned from the Old Master that the way that cannot be expressed is the real way, but if that is what the Old Master meant, then why did he write 5,000 words to say it?”Phil glowered in confusion, and Lucy patted his arm. “It’s baby poetry. I think I learned it in fourth grade.”I managed not to laugh at the stiletto she had stuck between his ribs, mostly because the stiletto’s second edge was equally sharp and could easily slice me to the quick as well, and I thanked my lucky stars I had checked a few books out of the library a few months before to follow up some comments Lucy had made.For the next hour, we continued to spar like peacocks for her delectation, and by the time it came time for our reservation we had each had two drinks. I was feeling benevolent even towards Phil, while he seemed to have swallowed his embarrassment and was almost strutting. Lucy took our arms as we stood on each side of her, her coiffed hair at the height of our shoulders. I had glanced down as her breast settled in the crook of my arm, and I continued looking. As the black fabric of her dress was intricately patterned, it was only from the top that I could see her erect nipple pushed urgently against the front. Beyond it, her right breast showed its own nipple erect in silhouette against Phil’s arm.We walked to a smaller bank of elevators, Lucy having seen the crowds that usually took the main elevators, that skipped the room floors and went to the restaurant on the top floor. It was still early and the hotel seemed fairly empty, so we had an elevator all to ourselves. We stood there subjected to a mediocre string quartet playing…ZZ Top?!? I shook my head and caught a glimpse out of the corner of my eye again of her beguiling breast and gave myself over to the beauty of the sight. I heard Lucy chuckle; I looked up and followed her gaze straight ahead, and she smiled in the reflective metal of the elevator door at, I realized, both of us staring at her breasts. When her eyes had caught both of ours, she winked and blew a kiss. Suddenly the lights went out, the crappy rip-off of crappy muzak died, and she shivered in the deafening bursa escort silence of our pitch-black cave.“Let me check…” I started.She tightened her arm and whispered, “No, stay.” She seemed unaccountably frightened, so I stayed beside her.After a minute she said, “The power doesn’t seem to be coming back soon.”“Probably completely out throughout the building,” Phil replied. “You’d think emergency lights would have come on.”“Very odd,” I agreed.“I should check the buttons…”Lucy shuddered and said, “No, stay with me.”I felt her left hand take mine, and from the way her arm within mine shifted, I guessed she had taken Phil’s hand with her left. She tightened the grip of her arm on mine in such a way as to push my forearm into her breast, and she said quietly, “Someone might ravish me.”I said, “We won’t let that happen.”“I wasn’t worried about anyone else,” she chuckled.“You’re safe with us,” Phil replied.“I wasn’t suggesting it would be a bad thing.” We stood in silence at that and she soon continued, “The way you two devour me with your eyes… like wolves…It’s really a remarkable opportunity, when you think about it. The universe telling me something.” After a moment she continued, “I might not even have to choose.”I reached up to cup her cheek, and she whispered, “Remember, both of you are committed to a silence as deep as this darkness.” We agreed and she said with an evident smile in her voice, “Now take me.”I tilted her jaw up and covered her mouth with my own, finally giving her the kiss I had dreamed of for over a year, and she sucked my tongue into her mouth and then thrust hers into mine. I reached down and found both of her breasts were already cupped in Phil’s grabby squeezy hands, and he let me take one as he reached lower.Her arms snaked around my neck as she responded to our caresses, her erect nipples between our fingertips. I heard her lower hem lifting and suddenly Phil gasped; she said, “You like it?”“No panties?”“I had my expectations for tonight. They’ve been exceeded already.”We chuckled. Suddenly I heard a zipper open and Lucy was pulled from my arms as something settled onto the floor. She pulled me to her, face at the level of my crotch, as the sounds of her body settling on cloth filled the darkness. As she unzipped me, I felt her body being pushed against me, and Lucy chuckled, “You have absolutely no patience!”“You drive me insane with desire,” Phil replied, and she groaned as her body was pushed hard against my legs. She groaned again as Phil exclaimed, “My God, you’re so wet already.”Suddenly my cock was enveloped by the wet tightness of her mouth. She didn’t play with my cock or tease it but opened wide and took me deep inside. With each squish of her fluids when Phil thrust into her, her mouth was pushed all the way onto my cock, causing another squish of fluids around my own cock. Soon she had taken me fully into her throat, the exquisite sensation of the pulsings of her mouth and throat combining with my shaft sliding in and out of her mouth as Phil used her vigorously to push me over the edge soon after Phil’s bellows quickened to a near scream.Her body slammed back and forth against me almost like an unbalanced washing machine. The moaning in her throat as she came was too much for me, and I reached down to tangle my fingers in her hair, holding my beloved’s head in place as if I owned it, and shot fast and hard down her gullet as she swallowed me greedily.I collapsed to sit against the wall as she reached down to stroke me. I heard her stroke something else with her other hand, and she chuckled, “You’re both already ready for me again! I am in luck tonight!” I heard her turn around and reached up to feel her thighs and up to her ass, then forward to feel her sodden lips, and she lowered herself and guided me inside her. As she settled her cum-slick cunt easily onto me, I heard Phil groan amid the wet noises of her mouth.As I was the one inside her belly this time, it lasted longer and was a little slower. I caressed her body as she worked Phil steadily, circling her hips as I thrust up into her. I had fantasized that if she ever gave herself to me, we would make love slowly and romantically for hours, slow languorous strokes like waves lapping a beach, but she clearly had other preferences, and in the storm of her passion I tried to remain rock hard and steady like a lighthouse amid her waves.After a few minutes, Phil groaned, “God, you’re the best cocksucker ever,” and I reached up to feel his hands gripping her head firmly as he pummeled her throat, her gagging almost inaudible under his pre-orgasmic groans. Suddenly their motion stopped and he moaned, “Swallow me, girl! Take every drop!”I thought she would have been offended, but the way he used her seemed to push her over the edge, and as her cunt spasmed a rush of her fluid and Phil’s sperm into my lap, I thrust up, my hands holding her plump waist, and despite my best efforts to hold off, my sperm shot off spontaneously inside the belly I had dreamed of for so long, filling her with my juice as the thought filled my mind that I was washing Phil’s juice out of her. With that thought I redoubled my efforts, fucking her as hard as Phil had fucked her face, and as he pulled away and softened, her orgasm lasted at least half a minute longer.She turned and pulled my mouth to hers, and as she forced the taste of Phil’s cum into my mouth, she fucked my mouth with her tongue. I played with her breasts as she stroked Phil, and soon she said, “Are you two man enough to do me again? Do you have enough cum?”We both nearly shouted yes, and she chuckled and said, “Do me twice more just like that and you might be worth letting in me again.”Phil pulled her from me and posed her like an action figure on her hands and knees as she gasped in what could have been offense or passion, probably both, and I felt her run her hands down my thighs to my cock and lower her head to take me inside her mouth bursa escort bayan before I had wilted completely. Ordinarily, I would have needed time to recover, but Phil was rampant and insatiable and I knew for my own self-respect, or at least self-pride, I had to keep up with him. I let myself think every thought I had censored before of skilled, mysterious Chinese courtesans pleasuring American tourists, pure sex and pure power relations in place of respect and love, and I hardened fully in the time it took her to bob five strokes. I imagined her in the red and gold cheongsam I had seen her in once at a Lunar New Year’s celebration as she knelt before me with only one thought on her mind—draining the cum out of me like a well-paid, perfectly coiffed professional eager only for my complete pleasure and satisfaction.Sick at heart and besotted in my mind’s eye, now that I was hard I focused on the here and now of her mouth and hand, feeling her hair gliding between my fingers before caressing her jaw and ear as she enjoyed us in the darkness. The air was filled with her scent and the sounds of pistons in lubricant, our sex stripped down to the sensory minimum and its animalistic core. Above all, her mouth was more skilled than any I had ever been invited into before, her tongue and lips and fingers seeming to know exactly what I needed at any second. More than that, she seemed avid for my pleasure, eager to drain me, not for money but for affection, or at least out of pride and lust, and I only held out for three minutes before giving myself over to the sensations she was causing in me.Even so, I lasted two minutes longer than Phil, who had stayed stock still before the flag dropped, then he went from 0 to 120 in two seconds and sped down the Autobahn for one minute more before spilling his load with a scream. Even so, the last few thrusts sufficed to push Lucy yet again over the edge, causing her to neglect me for thirty seconds before devoting all her efforts to pleasuring me. I came fast and hard and sighed happily as I heard the gulps of each swallow.She pulled us up to sit on each side of her and, after kissing Phil and making him gag with, I guessed, my last spurt shot into his mouth like I had shot it into hers, she caught her breath between us as she skillfully played with our softening rods. Again the image of her dressed, and then undressing, in every erotic trope of chinoiserie filled my mind and I hardened yet again, then I remembered it was Lucy giving herself to me eagerly and I hardened even more. Phil pulled her head down so she could pleasure him one last time in her mouth, and I shifted her so that I could enter her again from behind, and this time we took our leisure for a full six minutes or so, until Phil’s orgasm shot up into her and called forth our own. With each spasming thrust, I imagined my cum douching his out of her, replacing the unsatisfactory seed of his loins with the finest a man had ever produced.She had sat up and made me taste Phil’s cum as we necked and he snored when the lights came on and the tinny processed music substitute came over the speakers, and we hurriedly stood and zipped up; I had just enough time to see her brown nipples on her perfectly sized tan breasts before we zipped her up and she smoothed her dress down, and in less than a minute reached the top floor and the doors opened to an unhappy crowd of rich people pissed at having to share a power outage with commoners like us.We strutted out with an aura of mystery as they scowled and pushed us aside, and we laughed as the elevator refused to move until one of them lightened the load and waited for the next trip. She led us arm in arm to our table and led a perfectly innocent dinner celebrating our deeds, the academic ones spoken and the sexual ones unacknowledged, and after dessert and coffee, she said, “I need to hit the sack now. I trust you two will have breakfast with me in my room?” We nodded and she said, “Good. We have much to discuss. There are some intriguing avenues of research we need to explore, and I need all hands on dick…I mean deck…[her wicked smile made it clear the misspeaking was no mistake] to make it work. So get some rest, because you’ll have a lot to do starting tomorrow.”We nodded without trusting ourselves to speak, and after giving us her room number and a time, she smiled good night at us and left. Phil smirked and winked at me, but I turned away and went to my room without waiting to listen to him bragging about himself, putting me down, and expressing satisfaction at taking a lover who deserved so much better, like me, and far better than he deserved. After showering I fell immediately to sleep and woke up refreshed, and Phil and I were at her door at the same time.She opened the door in a smile and a silk robe, and we sat around the table and ate a quick breakfast she had had sent up. Her manner was precise, formal, and a perfect model of control like our first day in her lab; we fell in with it and passed an enjoyable meal.When room service had taken the leavings and dishes away, she pulled out a bottle of expensive scotch and looked at both of us appraisingly. I looked into her deep brown eyes, the lines at their corners wrinkling with amusement, and then examined her body wrapped demurely in blue silk as she pondered Phil.“I’m glad to see both of you again after last night,” she smiled. “It felt like the start of something grand. But I want something grander than you two might expect.” She poured each of us a small scotch and toasted us, “To my two new men…but will they ever reach paradise in me again?”She watched us appraisingly as I toasted, “To the finest woman in my life,” followed by Phil’s “To the most precious jewel of China.” She pondered a moment, then took a small sip looking at Phil and a larger swallow, it seemed, when looking into my eyes.She sat back and said, “I’m well aware both of you have been wanting me escort bursa for some time now. I’m aware you both masturbate late at night in the lab to videos of Chinese women, most of whom look somewhat like me. I’m truly flattered. I know you two want more. I might want more too. However…”She poured another glass for herself and took a sip. “I loved how proud you two were as we went our separate ways last night at finally getting to use my body. Twice each in my mouth, and twice each in my valley. It was an extraordinary effort, acting out all your hottest dreams, finally quenching your lust in, to be quite blunt, a plain, drab, tenured Chinese woman close to twice your age. If the word got out, you two would be heroes, studs, cocks of the walk. Me, I’d be cast aside like a rag, pumped full of cum and discarded like a cheap whore.”We stared as she sat there glancing at her drink, then at each of us. “Don’t bother protesting. I don’t care to hear it. I only know what can happen.”After another sip she smiled, “Also, I love the thought of two young men who will do anything to have me. Anything. I haven’t had any sex with anyone but my right hand since my divorce, and all the things I’ve thought and read and watched since then have given me a very dirty mind. And so…” After a pause, she continued, “I’ll gladly take both of you again, and again and again, but it must be a fully equal partnership. Understand? I performed wonderfully for you last night. Now you perform for me.”Phil and I looked at each other, and I knew I would do anything she asked if it gave me the chance to make love to her again. I nodded, “Agreed.” After Phil poured himself a stiff shot and downed it, he said, “Yes, agreed.”She smiled, “Show me your bodies. Show me your young flesh pulsing and eager to sink into mine.”We stripped quickly and posed as she asked, watching gimlet-eyed as she stood and teasingly slipped her robe slowly off, exposing a middle-aged plump body that to me was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. She sat in a chair facing us, her legs spread, exposing a glistening oyster just starting to peek out between her shaved outer lips, and as we hardened under her gaze she pulled out a cell phone and said, “My insurance, so no one tells tales out of school. Or, rather, in school. Now, play with each other. Make each other hard for me. Show me how much you need me. Don’t be shy now; you’ve already tasted each other’s cum, you know. Do it again, just for me.”Phil and I looked at each other, and after a second we simultaneously grasped each other’s cocks. He was half-hard by then, me a little harder, and as Lucy filmed us she began running an index finger along the gap in her oyster shell. I went one further than her order. The feel of a cock brought back memories of my first explorations of myself, my old desires to know my cock fully, the heated dreams of taking my pleasure with another man that I had never had a chance to embrace, and I knelt before him and took his stiffening cock between my lips.He groaned as my tongue explored his velvet-coated acorn, swelling behind my teeth as his staff stiffened to the full and pulsed with each heartbeat, little drops of precum turning into almost a regular stream as I played with his hot flesh. This was more than a key to her lock; this was a new realm of pleasure I hadn’t realized I needed to explore. I heard Lucy gasp in surprise, but I didn’t care whether she saw or not; I wanted this man inside my mouth even though I couldn’t stand the sight of his smirking face and repulsive excuse for a personality.His cock was at least eight inches long but distinctly thinner than mine, beautifully curved and truly magnificent. It fit perfectly in my mouth and easily slid back and forth, far more of a pleasure to be around than its owner. Phil let me play with him for about three minutes, an eternity in his world, and then he grabbed my head and used my mouth as fast and hard and relentlessly as he had used Lucy’s cunt the night before—indeed, as I now realized, he used any hole he penetrated. He fucked my face and pushed into my throat, taking long swift strokes to build to a sudden massive climax.I managed not to gag as I rode out his tempest. When the first spurt shot hot and sticky into the back of my mouth, I swallowed in haste right as the next spurt hit, and the next, six total down the hatch, evolution foiled yet again as billions upon billions of his potential babies died in my stomach rather than having even a snowball’s chance of taking root in Lucy’s womb.I was jealous of him, as jealous as I was in love with Lucy, and at the same time, I wanted to suck him dry, give him even more pleasure than Lucy had, show him that I was the better choice for her in every realm while reveling in the lust he would exhaust in me.I pulled away to see Lucy kneeling next to me watching me with one eye as the cell phone recorded us in front of her other. She pulled my head roughly to her and sucked my tongue into her mouth as she furiously rubbed her cunt with her left hand to a quick climax.I lay back on the floor as she pushed Phil down to my cock. He played with me as eagerly as I had him; he too was clearly drenched in lust for a cock and set to with enthusiasm and some skill. In less than a minute he had most of my shaft in his mouth, and he suckled happily as I built to a quick climax. Lucy stared, rapt at the spectacle we were putting on for her, Phil’s fellatio filling her body with trembling pleasure.While Phil was not a skilled as Lucy, I was too close to coming to care. Lucy squealed as she rode her fingers to another orgasm when I grabbed his head and thrust up into his welcoming mouth, and I looked down in pleasure and a feeling of victory as I made him take every sticky drop of my seed. I drained my lust into his mouth, now cocky in two senses of the word, and thought to myself, “Well, asshole, you’re actually good for something.” When he pulled away, I just sighed happily and said, “Almost as talented as Lucy.”He grimaced and looked at her. “Have we paid your price?”“Dear, it’s not a price, it’s a fee payable every time you enter. Get used to each other’s cock like I plan to.”

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