Professor De Luca

The noise that comes out of Allie's mouth is animalistic. A wild yelping sound that would normally embarrass her. Right now? She couldn't care less. All she can think about is more...more...more.

The guy moans. "Fuck, his voice is sexy," Allie's mind narrates.

He repeats the motion with the flat of his tongue, feather light, creating an exquisite burn. Allie grunts while trying to push back onto his tongue, but his hands are forceful, holding her ass cheeks nice and wide and consequently immobilising her hips. It feels unbearably good. He's talented, that's for sure. He won't allow her to get used to his touch. He continues to pull away before a rhythm can begin, and then starts all over again. Allie purrs incessantly.

"I like this," he declares between licks, in his sexy voice. Allie moans a guttural noise in response, incapable of anything more coherent. "Yes, I know," he chuckles. "You like it, too." He presses his soft tongue onto the rosebud of her asshole and keeps it there, gently rubbing up and down.

Allie's hands grab frantically at nothing as she struggles through the exquisite pleasure. She's "this far" from screaming out for him to fuck her. Just then, the stranger takes her off-guard and begins to gently tug at her clit as it hangs pathetic, swollen, and angry. His tongue still burrowed in her asshole, causing her to stutter uncontollably with short, broken grunts. She can feel her feet jerking in an attempt to move something. The sweetest torment.

His touch is precise. Thumb and index finger on either side of her pulsating nub; gently squeeze and stroke. "Is this good?" He asks, briefly detaching his tongue from her anus.

Allie's nails are pressed into the mattress beneath her, and her face feels red. She has to stop moaning to be able to speak, but it's hard. His touch is relentless. She takes a breath, ready to verbalise something--anything, but he expertly squeezes a fraction tighter and wanks her sensitive clit between his fingertips, and she can't stop from howling.

"Awww," he cooes.

She manages to choke out a desperate, "Please." Though, who knows what she's pleading for.

"Do you think you'd be able to poke your hands through the hole and hold your magnificent ass open for me, little one?"

"Little one?" Since when has she been turned on by pet names? Well, since now, apparently. Fuck.

Allie slides her hands down and slips them through the hole. She grips her ass cheeks and, intent on pleasing the stranger on the other side, she holds them nice and wide. Such a position feels incredibly dirty: her bottom-half hanging out of a hole in the wall, her bare, soaked pussy on display, and her asshole winking as she holds it open for anyone to see... or touch.

"Yeah," the man growls, voice breathy and rough. "That's it. Show me how pretty your hole is."

Allie whimpers as her hole puckers almost on request, making him laugh. He sounds endeared. He presses a fingertip to her hole and sighs, "Cute." Then, he slowly massages her rim with a feather-light touch. Allie whines and wriggles, feeling waves of desperation ripple through her core. The man's fingers trace the sensitive skin around her hole with expert precision. Allie's body responds involuntarily, arching her back and exposing her cunt even more in hopes that the stranger will give her more.

He is incessant in his torment; he kneads her outer pussy lips between his fingers while stimulating her poor asshole ruthlessly with his tongue, and Allie can only lay there and take it. She flails around pathetically, like a fish out of water, while holding herself open for him.

"Hmmm," she hears him hum, as if pondering a theory. "Little one, I'm gonna need you to stay still for a moment." Allie groans out loud. "I know, I know," he says, as if comforting her. "I want to kiss your pussy now." His tone is matter-of-fact, and it drives Allie wild. "Don't worry, though! You won't cum; as soon as you're on the edge, I'm gonna spank your hole," he says, demonstrating with a soft, two-finger spank directly on her asshole. A loud yelp escapes her lips, followed by an animalistic sound and a buck of the hips. "Awww, such a lucky girl." He laughs, "You like having your hungry little hole played with, don't you?"

"Yes," Allie practically sobs, "it's so good."

"It is, isn't it?" He sounds so grounded, which is unexpectedly enhancing to the intensity of the moment. "Here, let me help you." He says, before carefully placing her legs in what feel like stirrups to keep her ass tilted up and her hips steady. "There, perfect." He breathes, then places an unfairly sweet kiss right on her asshole.

With his thumb still gently massaging her rim, his warm lips cover her sensitive clit, and Allie thinks the world might have actually stopped spinning. He sucks with the lightest of pressure--a barely-there sensation that sends electric sparks of pleasure deep inside of her.

She feels her pussy clenching pitifully, starving for more. She writhes in ecstasy, convulsing on the mattress beneath her, though her hips are securely in place, leaving no room for her to escape the sweet torture.

The man groans into her while slurping on her cunt. The sound coming from their combined booths is obscene. Whimpering uncontrollably, she frantically tries to fuck back into his mouth as he grunts and suckles on her clit in the softest, most cruel way. Occasionally, when her gasps become closer together and her much needed orgasm begins to rise in the distance, he spanks her hole, just as he'd promised, and interrupts her moment of bliss, leaving her with nothing but sweet frustration.

"Please," she begs, after what seems like forever, "please, please, please!"

"Hmm?"

"I really need to cum," she admits.

"Yeah?" he feigns ignorance. "You want me to make you cum?"

"Please!" she repeats with more urgency.

"I thought you liked this," he says, wanking her clit again with nowhere near enough pressure to grant an orgasm.

"I do! I do!" She moans as he continues to lap at her asshole while teasing her nub. "But... I'm empty." She whimpers, feeling thoroughly embarrassed.

The stranger stills. "You want my dick?"

Allie whines again before responding with a silent scream, "Yes!"

The man hisses through his teeth and exhales a breathy, "Oooooh." She hears him stand up straight. "You really want me to push my dick inside?" he asks, "right here?" slipping a finger into her dripping hole.

"Ahhh, ahhh," Allie shouts, "Yes."

Allie is surprised to hear him unbutton his trousers. She assumed he was already naked too. Listening to the bustling of clothes, she relaxes her grip on her ass cheeks and pushes them together, wanting to feel how wet she is. Her pussy lips touch, and Allie giggles when she feels how slimy her slit is.

"Ok, little one." The man announces, placing his hands on hers and massaging her butt along with her. "Are you ready?"

Allie sighs, excitement spilling out of her like the breaking of a damn. The man chuckles again, sounding endeared. "Keep yourself open, so I can play with your hole."

The second his cockhead penetrates her, she knows she won't be able to last long. Quite frankly, she could probably hump the air and cum at this point.

He exhales something beautiful. His moans feel authentic and raw. As if he's been savouring all his pleasure for this one moment, and now he's letting it all out, pouring it into her.

He slides his cock into her slowly, rubbing against her walls and stimulating all the nerve endings with an overwhelming pressure.

"Is this ok?" He asks while pumping into her.

"Yes."

As promised, his thumb finds its way back to her needy hole, and as he fucks into her, he rubs her rim. Every so often, the tip will prod, just slightly slipping inside, causing her to squeal.

"Little one, you're clenching down on me," he grunts. "I'm gonna cum if you don't stop. You're so tight."

Allie moans louder than ever at the thought of forcing him to orgasm.

"Ahhh," he exhales, "You like that? You wanna make me cum?"

"Yes! Fuck!"

"Good girl," he laughs. "You know, you're already creaming all over my dick? You're gonna be such a mess, little one." He says, spreading the milky ejaculate all around her stretched pussyhole. "Okay, sweetheart, time to cum now."

Allie's heart begins to race at the thought of finally being able to cum.

He pumps his dick downward, hitting the perfect sweet spot inside of her. Still, Allie keeps herself open for him as he thumb-tickles her fluttering asshole; it's heavenly. His long dick sliding in and out, his gentle touch, and all the sounds that they make together. They moan on cue with one another every time he pulls out, only to push back in, constricting all the pleasure and incredible sensations within her. Every now and again, he spits into her asshole, then proceeds to spread it around, and it's as lewd as it is glorious. Allie has never felt so at ease with her own body or her sexuality.

Allie gasps as her orgasm approaches. "I can't, I can't--"

He groans a primal sound and says, "Go on, sweetheart. Cum now, you've been so good." His words push her over the edge into the abyss of ecstasy. " I'll fuck you through it." He says, making her shudder. "That's it, little one; I've got you."

She tenses up as the force of the most excruciating orgasm washes over her. Her walls clench around him, and she lets out a gut-wrenching cry of pleasure. He continues to fuck into her, prolonging her climax until she surrenders to a state of pure bliss.

"Good girl!" He cries before pulling back to fuck just the tip into her dripping hole. He moans louder and louder as his own peak begins to boil over. "You were such a good girl, I'm gonna cum so hard," he blurts out before pulling out completely, pressing his cockhead just inside her asshole, and wanking his orgasm into her.

"Fuck, that's hot." Allie chuckles while he groans through his climax.

The room is filled with heavy breathing and the smell of sex as they both come down from their intense pleasure. Allie lets her arms fall and gently rest on her outer thighs. She indulges in the afterglow, feeling completely satiated and content.

The mystery man pulls out, and Allie listens to him shuffle around and leave without another word. She shouldn't feel disappointed, but somehow she does. What was she expecting him to do?

With trembling fingers, she quickly grabs the device Sadia left at the beginning of the session and requests to meet the mysterious guy again.

All of a sudden, she hears someone on the other side of the wall again, catapulting her back into the real world, where she is merely in a sex club. The urge to cover herself arises.

"Just me," the familiar voice says. And it's funny how someone she's never met or has ever even seen can give her such a sense of calm. It's both exhilarating and terrifying, like standing on the edge of a precipice, unsure whether to step back or leap forward into the unknown.

He presses a warm cloth between her legs and gently wipes away the traces of their encounter. "There, perfect," he whispers before peppering soft kisses over her swollen pussy. The intimacy of the moment catches her off guard, as he continues to show care and tenderness.

After one last kiss on her overstimulated clit, he inhales through his nose and says, "Maybe I'll see you again."

Allie hums, "That would be nice."

"Goodbye, little one."

Allie finally returns to the dance floor, and just as she'd imagined, her friends are nowhere to be seen. Honestly, she's glad. She takes a seat at the bar and orders a beer. Her mind swirls with incredulous pleasure and confusion as she tries to process the unexpected encounter with the mysterious stranger.

She takes a swig of her ice-cold beer in an attempt to get a hold of herself; only when she looks across the bar does she find Professor De Luca staring back at her, a dazzling smile tugging at his lips.