I was failing the semester like any other whore who is too distracted to study. Most other topics were passable. But I was especially weak at taxation. I desperately needed to pass by doing anything possible.
One fine evening, my 53-year-old Taxation professor Bipin usually got free. I went to talk to him, asking if he could help me with my grades. Since most of you, horny guys have watched porn before, you know what happens next. I won’t bore you with the details.
But I’ll tell you my description since imagination would help you cum. I was a 19-year-old pale-skinned girl with a figure of 34d-28-32. On my 5 feet tall body, I wore a denim shirt exposing a generous amount of cleavage. I left the top 2 buttons open and mini shorts that displayed my milky thighs and legs.
My body was enough to entice him. Seeing me in despair was a golden opportunity. And so my horny professor came up with the obvious deal. The deal was that he passed me in taxation. In return, I offered him sexual favours until the semester was over.
I bit my lower lip in hesitation. But seeing no other way around it, I slowly got on my knees in front of grinning Bipin sir, who yanked his pants down before sitting comfortably in his chair. At the sight of me on my knees, his cock hardened visibly, twitching before me.
I looked up in distaste, pressing my hand against his body as he gestured for me to begin. I lowered my head and levelled with his cock, swallowing hard. Then I leaned forward and touched my plump pink lips against the head of his member. Leaning forward, I cupped my mouth around his cock.
I was feeling his member tense inside my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down, his cocktip basking in a pool of hot drool forming in my mouth. With an impatient grunt, he inhaled as he pushed my head down on his member. Forcing me to take his cock down to the back of my throat.
Forcing out a muffled gagging sound from me. He tightened his grip around the back of my head and started to pound into my throat rapidly. The quick jackhammer movement down my throat rubbed my gullet raw. I felt his cock twitching violently for moments.
His thick spunk exploded down my throat, making my eyes water. With cum splattered all over my face, dripping down my throat, and drooling down my chin. After resting for a minute, I got up and wiped my cum covered face with my napkin.
Since he was an old man, he was spent. He lay on his chair with his head rested and eyes closed. I thought his today’s quota of sex appeal was over. And hence I was on my way out of the cabin. That’s when he surprised me as he stepped forward and pushed me to the ground.
I yelled out with a jolt. “I haven’t had the opportunity to have sex with a girl as beautiful and hot as you. So now I’m going to use you as much as possible,” he said. He ripped all the buttons off my shirt and pawed at my breasts greedily. I screamed in agony as he continuously mauled my boobs until they got red.
Finally, when his dick was hard again, he made me get into a doggy position. He started pressing his tip to my pussy. I unwillingly moaned in pleasure and pain as his hard, badly-lubed cock pressed against my tight, unprepared pussy walls. He moaned in delight from the hot, tight sensation.
I squealed out as he grabbed my hips and then pulled me back without warning. I cried out in pain, then gasped as his cock disappeared into my pussy, making my pussy tighten involuntarily. As he began to pound faster, the sound of his balls slapping against my pussy filled the air.
I gritted my teeth as tantalizing pleasure built up from the feeling of his shaft grinding on my clit. I gyrated unwillingly against his cock, moaning in tortured ecstasy, breasts jiggling with every thrust. Finally, I felt his cock twitching madly as he slammed against me, balls deep.
He spanked my ass with as much force as he could muster, making me scream in a tortured mix of pleasure and pain. I felt his hot seed spurt inside me, filling my womb. I was left to slide off his cock and collapse onto the ground. My ass cheek was red and raw with his hard ass slap imprint.
“Get out slut!” he yelled. And I knew this time I was dismissed. Shamelessly I tied up my denim shirt (as all my buttons were torn). I wore my panties and shorts over my cum dripping pussy. I was looking like a hot girl when I entered the room. But I was looking like an absolute whore when I exited it.
I was so tired on my way home that I slept on the train. When my eyes opened, I was on a completely different station than I intended to get out on. I checked my phone. I had missed calls from my parents. I also noticed the time. It was 2 am. I rushed out of the train to see the timings on the platform.
“Oh shit!” I exclaimed as the next train was after 2 hours. Since I didn’t want my parents to know what happened, I called them in panic. I lied to them that I had dance practice late at night. Then I decided to sleep over at my friend Neha’s house as it got too late. And apologized for not informing them.
My unsuspecting parents believed everything I said. I felt terrible, but I had to protect them from the truth. I didn’t want them to know that their princess is now turned into a dick-sucking harlot.
In that state of guilt, I noticed a filthy beggar looking at me, rubbing his cock with his hands inside his shorts. He was drooling as he stroked his cock. His tented shorts were wet around his crotch. While I did feel a strange tingle in my pussy I controlled myself.
I began walking in the other direction, “You are not debasing yourself to that extent.” I walked as fast as I could. He began following me. The faster I walked, the faster he followed. Soon, I started running. And so did he. In a rush, I didn’t notice a pipe. I tripped on it and fell.
Helplessly I looked back. He was right behind me. Looking into my eyes like a predator catching his prey. Uncontrollable slobber started to drool down the beggar’s chin. He frantically snatched at my body, pushing me down on my ass. I let out a forsaken scream at the sight of the hobo.
He lurched forward and forcefully removed my shorts and panty with twitchy, jerking movements. He undid the knot of my shirt with a sleight of hand before using his body weight to pin me down. With a triumphant, gurgling moan, he pressed the tip of his cock against my now-exposed pussy.
I gasped in shock when the oddly-warm sludge coating the beggar’s cock touched my pussy lips. I reared my head back and grunted in pain. Then I let out a sharp moan of uncontrollable pleasure. A wave of heat entered me at the same time as the sludge-coated beggar’s cock.
There was a strange layer of crust stuck on his pubes that felt itchy against my skin. At the same time, inside my pussy the sludge-coated dick felt warm, even hot! The strange dirt made my body tremble with forced ecstasy. He lustily pounded away at me, making me grit my teeth at first.
But before long, the rhythmic throngs of pleasure caused me to scream in delirious ecstasy. After several minutes his pace picked up rapidly. He jackhammered into my pussy, holding my cushiony boobs for grip.
The crust rubbing hard against my loin caused me to get rashes on my pale, delicate skin, making it red and warm. At the same time, my eyes started to roll into the back of my head from sheer mindblowing pleasure. With a gurgle and a roar, the beggar came inside me.
His entire body convulsed as unbelievable amounts of cum poured into my pussy. The strangely yellow, lukewarm beggar semen made me roll my tongue out in disbelief at how good it felt when surging through me. When he pulled out, I finally got to look at his disgusting dick.
Honestly, it was pleasurable, but it didn’t feel worth it after looking at it. I was disgusted by the thick layer of grey goo made wet and slimy by his precum, cum and my pussy juices. The layer of crust on the pubes looked like fungus and made it even worse.
With intense repugnance, I exclaimed, “You put that thing in me, eww!” His ego was hurt, and he decided to punish me. “You think it’s dirty, huh? Clean it with your whore mouth.” I shut my mouth as he pressed the tip of his now flaccid cock on my lips.
That’s when he bent a little and pinched my nipples with his cold, rough fingers. I let out a cry enough to fit 2 cocks inside my mouth. Since he only had one, it slid quite comfortably. I felt a shock as his cock forced through my mouth, sliding down my throat to fill my body with his filth.
The beggar’s cock shot forth and burrowed into my mouth, sliding down my throat and pumping my stomach full of the greyish sludge. I was sucking a flaccid cock that wasn’t ever washed before. His crusty pubes touched all over my delicate face.
On top of all that, he was urinating right down my throat. It slowly started spraying and flowing down my mouth as his cock began to harden again. He peed for almost 2-3 minutes till my pale, delicate body was awash with lukewarm grey and yellow liquid.
Now after peeing, he began thrusting in my mouth. His dirt was applying to my lips like grey lipstick, flowing down my chin and neck and dripping over my huge tits. I gagged and drooled. Soon, he slammed into my mouth with finality and cum hard. His thick seed sprayed deep inside my stomach.
After the orgasm, the beggar slept on the platform with his cock still dangling out of his shorts without care. I took a moment to run away to avoid any more sexual exploitation. Several of my body parts hurt from the fucking.
But what hurt the most was my head. I ran astray into thoughts of what I had become and what I should do now. I used to be a proud girl. But I was walking down a path of depravity. Not only because of the men who wanted to use me but also because of my lust that secretly enjoyed being the cum dump slut.
I thought of the strange sensual excitement I felt when I smelled the raw scent of cock and cum and pee. Is this what I love? Should I keep doing this? It sure isn’t good, but I had this weird feeling. A feeling of being addicted to it. I didn’t want to do it again, but I couldn’t imagine my life without ever doing it.
I secretly wanted it. I wanted to be a whore. I liked that part of me. I thought of these things and what I would do with my piss-drenched body. Where was I going to spend the night? That was the question that was pounding my head the hardest.
My final decision led to another sexual episode I will discuss in the next story. Thank you for reading, and stay tuned.