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The Professor's Cock

Yesterday, I wrote in my post:


"I like the idea that in less than an hour, I'll be naked at the beach and very likely soon after I will empty my balls while someone empties his into my ass."


When I got to the beach yesterday, I knew that this prophecy would not come true.


The setting was beautiful.


Gentle winds, nearly pristine sand, it was warm but not too hot. I was also alone, so I knew that I could scream the way I like to when a guy makes love to my ass without feeling embarrassed or watched.


Yes, the last part is essential for me. I'm a nudist, not an exhibitionist. I don't like people staring at my naked body at the beach, and I most certainly don't want someone to watch me getting fucked.


But, here was the problem.


While the beach was empty, so I could moan and scream and beg to be fucked as loud as I wanted to, still, the beach was empty.


What's the point of begging to be fucked if there is no cock around to deliver pleasure to my ass?


I was not even supposed to be at the beach yesterday.


Wednesday, I finish working at 3 PM. Up until not too long ago, I would go straight to the nude beach. But during this time of the year, the sun sets sat 4:45 PM. By the time I get there (it's 30+ minutes driving + 1-mile walk) I have less than an hour before it gets dark.


I wanted badly to go to the beach, not just for sex, but also to be naked. I miss it so much. Very soon, it will be too cold for that.


By noon my manager, the CEO, and all the other senior managers left the company to start the process of planning for 2020. They went to a different location to do that.


Technically speaking, I was the most senior person who was left behind to be in charge.


Realistically speaking, my pressing desire to shoot my load took charge of my mind, and by 2 PM, I went to the nude beach.


By 2:45 PM, I was naked, happy, but very much alone.

Then I saw one guy coming from the southern part. He reached the bottom exit (not my anus, that's the bottom's exit), and stood there for a while.


I could not tell how he looked like or who was he. He was too far away.


Then I saw him undress, placing his clothes in his bag and he started running towards me.


That's strange, I thought to myself.


As he got closer, I noticed his beautiful toned body and long thick cock before I recognized him. In other words, I checked his body and package before looking at his face.


I was so horny.


It was Eli, a professor from a university. I did not see him this season; it has been a year.


We go four or so years back.


I see him once or twice every year.


He is in a long term relationship, but every time I talk with him, there is some twist to it. The first time we met, he was in an open relationship, and he ended up fucking me.


That was about four years ago. I remember it quite well because Eli is an incredible top.


The next time, after two years, he and his partner were in a trio.


That is, they were sharing their lives with a younger man. All of them were living together. I have to admit that I can't understand how does that work, but he said it was terrific.


The only drawback was that they were monogamous.


A year later, they were still with this guy, but now it was not as strict. They were monogamous for the most part, but he could fool around. However, fucking was not allowed.


He gave me an erotic massage; it was marvelous.


I was faced down, legs spread, and my cock was pulled back between my legs. For an hour, Eli caressed my body, licked my ass, and my love hole, tingled my balls. He ran his hands all over my legs, then slowly diving inside, reaching to my balls and then stopping.


That's just a shortlist of the things he did to my body. He drove me insane. It was like a one hour orgasm.


He kept the rules since he did not fuck me.


But he did everything else with my hole. Eventually, he fucked me with three fingers while masturbating.


He pointed his hard cock, so his cum shots hit my ass and the three fingers that were buried deep inside my ass.


I heard him screaming, and then he was fucking me frantically with his fingers. I felt the hot cum shots hitting my smooth ass, leaking down into my crack, and then with his fingers he pushed most of it inside my open hole.


It was so hot, and he did not break the "rules."


I should devote a blog post to guys with "rules."


If you are monogamous, good for you, I don't believe in it, and I can never see myself living like that. But, if it works for you, then it's lovely.


However, if you are monogamous but have "rules" of what you can do and can't, then what is the bloody point?


I have seen so many variations:

  • Like Eli, no fucking allowed but everything else is fine

  • Some do everything but don't kiss

  • Some can do everything, including fucking and kissing, but not allowed to cum

  • Some can do everything, kissing, fucking and they are allowed to cum, but not inside

And so on.


What was the situation with Eli this year?


They were no longer sharing their lives with this young man. They were back to where they were four years ago: Just the two of them in an open relationship


It resulted in me having my ass opened so beautifully by him, as you can see in this photo.

This time he used more than three fingers to open my love hole. His thick beautiful cock was responsible for that.


Four years ago, I was not on prep, so he fucked me with a condom. Yesterday, I felt the raw power of his condomless big cock, making love to my ass.


It was intense beyond words.


I will never go back to the university; sitting in on my ass for four years was enough for me.


But it was nice that the university came back to me after four years to fuck my ass.


I will write more about how Eli fucked me later.


I better start working.

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-nov2019 -2019