Don't Let Daddy Know

Tempers flare and passions rise,

Wrapped within the Eastern Tide.

All mortal souls seem like dust,

Compared with lovers lost in lust.

We all know this as the opening of the epic Arabic poem: A Love from the East. It talks about the voyage of discovery of two lovers and their experiences of how love conquers all. 

But the protagonists in this epic were outspoken and in touch with their feelings. Not everyone in the world is like this. What of those who are shy and reserved. 

The Chinese have a saying: Beware the silent person who says little. A ferocious tiger prowls under the surface of the still waters… 

Professor Phillip Race enjoyed his job. As one of the top lecturers at the University of the West Indies he was accorded an obscenely large salary. He had a beachfront villa, a fancy car, and more then enough money to travel the world extensively during the university vacations.

But all of the money in the world could not give Professor Race what he really wanted. Not one to easily fall in love, he did not believe in falling in love with anyone that he had not fucked. Problem was that he had already dated all of the eligible bachelorettes in Barbados and now had the option of late night booty calls too sluts staring him in the face. He needed a change in his life and needed it soon.

Unbeknown to him, three of the most drop dead gorgeous girls in Barbados were about to become very single. As Kareen Sugar, Jessica Handcock and Marian Hynelicker sat at Starbucks at the Cave Hill campus of the University of the West Indies they were contemplating single life and the potential dangers thereof.
“What the fuck just happened to us ladies?” asked Kareen, “things were going so well for us and then all of a sudden we get dropped like bad habits!”
“This isn’t fair,” said Jessica, “The mother fucker told me that I have to much baggage and commitment issues!”
“But you do,” replied Marian, “You have been dating him for three years and haven’t officially been his girlfriend.”
“That’s because he never asked ok!” replied Jessica waving her finger around like a rank diva.
“Ladies, we are missing the point here. I don’t know how long I can go without sex,” said Kareen.
“So, are you saying that a little comfort sex might be on the cards?” asked Jessica.
“Kareen has a point. And I wouldn’t mind that comfort sex to be with Professor Race!”
“Gets your pulse going does he Marian?” asked Kareen with an evil grin.
“Quite frankly he does it for me too,” remarked Jessica in between her sips of Mocha Java.
“So we are three desperate girls after one very eligible man, how the fuck is this going to work?” asked Kareen.

And so the Kitty Club was born. The three girls, all of whom came from well to do families, would deposit $1 000 into a bank account every month until one of the girls slept with the Professor. The first girl who did, claimed the prize. There were three classes for Interpersonal Communication, which was Professor Race’s primary subject, one in English, one in Spanish and one in French. Because Jessica was fluent in Spanish and Marian was fluent in French the girls agreed to attend different classes with the sole aim of playful seduction.

Professor Race had seen her in his class before. Kareen Sugar was an amazing student, he always admired students who achieved straight A’s yet still attended class. But he wasn’t thinking about that right now. Kareen was wearing a very short tartan patterned skirt with delicate high heels, she walked into the lecture hall with a thin jersey over her shoulders, but as she took it off Professor Race noticed that she was wearing a white very see through button down blouse. Mother Fucker, she isn’t wearing a bra he thought to himself. She caught his eye and gave him a naughty look with her captivating brown eyes. He held her gaze fumbling his words; she licked her top lip and slowly undid the buttons of her blouse. He could see her nipples were getting harder and harder as she was being turned on by the exchange. He just couldn’t continue with the lecture, he stormed out of the lecture hall and found the closest bathroom where he splashed water on his face. This didn’t ease the situation, so he did the only thing he knew would sort him out. He found a cubicle, shut the door and wanked, visions of Kareen’s tight ass grinding up against him, her sweet lips interlocked with his, her breasts naked against his.

As he walked out of the bathroom and turned the corner her bumped into the absolute last person he wanted to see at that moment. Kareen Sugar. As she bumped him, he could feel that her nipples were still hard from the exchange in the lecture hall.
“Oh…I’m so sorry Professor. I can be a bit of a klutz at the best of times.”
“Not a problem Kareen.”
“You know Professor, I really enjoy your classes and see myself wanting to further my studies in human interaction.”
“Do you have any particular subject matter in mind?” he asked as cordially as possible.
She lent in close and ran her hands over his chest, “Oh, I have few topics in mind.”
“Umm…yes…well…um…if you decide to do a post graduate course, I will most likely be your lecturer.”
She looped her hands around his neck and pressed her body up to his, “Id really like that,” she whispered in his ear.

The exchange with Kareen disturbed him, mainly because he wanted her so badly that he got an instant erection every time he spoke to her. The situation calmed down a bit over the past month where Professor Race did his upmost to avoid any contact with Kareen, he would merely smile and wave. He got a dainty little knock on the door and his heart sank thinking it was Kareen. He was pleasantly surprised when he called enter and Jessica Handcock entered. Like Kareen, Jessica was one of his top students.
“How can I help you Ms Handcock?
“I wanted to talk to you about our research topic.”
“Go on.”
“It’s a bit warm in here, do you mind if I take my jacket off Professor?”
“Please do.”
She took off the jacket to reveal a top that had open shoulders. Oh no fucking way is this happening to me again he thought to himself. She was also wearing skin tight pants that showed that she was wearing no underwear whatsoever.  She leaned forward onto the desk showing off her ample cleavage.
“Which cultures would you recommend we do research on?”
“I’m sorry…what was that…I…didn’t...quite...hear...you.” Professor Race was getting very flustered now.
“Are you ok Professor?”
You have that naughty smile on your face you beautiful bitch, you know I am not ok, he thought to himself.
“I’m fine Jessica, I will have to get back to you on that topic.”
He got up to let her out and she cornered him against the wall.
“I am available anytime Professor, just give me a call,” said Jessica as she massaged his crotch area.

What the fuck is going on with my life he thought to himself. From a position where he was pushing five months without sleeping with a girl, to now where two of his most attractive students were throwing themselves at him.
“All I need now is for that fucking Marian Hynlicker to make a pass at me,” he said out loud.

He seriously needed to regain his composure and went to the campus library with the intention of loosing himself in a volume of literature written by Spanish conquistadores upon their arrival in South America.  He didn’t even have to look up to see that someone had joined in at the table opposite him. Her perfume was intoxicating.
“Hello Marian.”
“Professor Race, you don’t even have to look up to know that it is me!”
“I recognised your perfume.”
“Christina Aguilera’s Royal Desire,” she commented.
“You have good taste,” said the Professor sporting a smirk.
“Oh really, does your girlfriend wear it?”
“A former flame, I am currently single. Very Single!”
“Why do you emphasise very single?”
“Events over the past three months have really highlighted the fact that I need to find a woman.”
“Would you like to go for some coffee upstairs?” asked Marian.
“Sure, why not.”

Nobody that attended the Cave Hill campus actually knew how the coffee shop at the top level of the library made any money. It was in the most random places in the world and was run buy a dreadlocked Rasta named Smokey who looked like he was permanently smoking weed. There weren’t even any tables in the establishment! Just a bunch of couches strewn around. Safe to say that apart from Poetry Nights, which were on Fridays, the place was dead.

Professor Race and Marian were the only people in the place as they sat down to their coffee. Once again, the topic was directed at the research topic that Professor Race had given his classes. Apparently, Kareen, Jessica and Marian were in the same group.
“I really enjoyed your lecture on personal space Professor. Very intriguing,” She said as she crossed her legs.
Holy shit man, she isn’t wearing any underwear and you just caught a full view of her pussy.
“Yes Professor, you just saw my perfect shaven pussy. It is a bit wet after thinking of your large cock penetrating every orifice on my body. You are now thinking of coming over into my personal space. I’m sure Smokey over there wont mind.”
“Can I ask you a question?” He stuttered.
She lent in and held his chin lightly, “You can ask me whatever you want Professor, as long as it involves us going back to your office where you will spank me.”
“Do you girls own any underwear? Kareen, Jessica and you.”
“We do, but its so, how can I put it…encumbering. You see Professor, we aim to please and we want to make these interactions with you as comfortable as possible.”
“If only I was a few years younger knowing what I know now. I'd be indestructible,” Professor Race said as he got up and walked away.

The next few weeks were hell for Professor Race. He spent them dodging seductive glances from the three girls and locking himself in an unused office in his department. All of a sudden, one day, when his guard was down, the three girls stalked into his office.
“You have been avoiding us Professor,” said Marian.
“I have been busy.”
“I hope you are not wasting all of your energy on private parties where you have perverted thoughts about us with only your hand to release your tension.”
“Get to the point ladies.”
It was now Kareen’s turn to talk. “What is so difficult to understand about us? All we want is to get completely naked and fuck your brains out. Even half naked will do, so long as it’s the bottom half.”
“Really?” was his reply.
“We even have a fund called the Kitty Club. Every month, the three of us each deposit $1000 into an account. The first one of us that sleeps with you gets all of the money,” explained Jessica.
He sat regarding the three girls with newfound clarity. “You three talk a big game.”
“How do you know we can’t deliver?” asked Kareen.
“Just a hunch.”
“What do you propose Professor?” asked Jessica.
He was thinking very clear now, clearer then he ever had before. “Semester break is almost here. You three use the money from the Kitty Club to book us into the Atlantis Paradise Island resort in the Bahamas.”
“And what are we going to do there?” asked Marian.
“Prove a point,” said Professor Race.

Three days later, the four companions were on the short flight to the island neighbours. They made sure that they were seated completely separate from each other. This was done in an attempt to minimise physical contact which would make the upcoming sexual liaisons all the more physical. They all booked into the bridal suite of the resort and as soon as they got into the room, the action started.

All of the girls cornered Professor Race jostling for a good position to undress him. He indicated that this was futile as the money in the Kitty Club account was all used up. With this out of the way, they all freshened up and settled down to a relaxing evening. As the wine flowed it was clear that the girls found each other as attractive as they found Professor Race. Jessica and Kareen were making out on the one couch as Marian and Professor Race watched with eager anticipation. While Kareen was kissing Jessica he undid the rope that was holding her linen gown closed, this exposed her body to Kareen who wasted no time in exploring with her hands. As Kareens fingers penetrated her pussy, Jessica broke away from the kiss and threw her head back exposing her neck; Kareen didn’t need a further invitation and delicately kissed the neck making her way up to Jessica’s ear where she nibbled the earlobe.

As the girls turned the sight of Marian all over Professor Race greeted them. The four of them moved to the bed where Kareen lay flat on her back Jessica took up the position to lick her pussy, presenting her ass in the air.  Professor Race could not resist the temptation and he slid his cock into her wet pussy enjoying the tightness. Marian was riding Kareens face getting the pussy licking of her life. Things got a bit rough, which is the way that the girls liked it, the only one screaming in ecstasy was Marian as the other girls tongues were otherwise occupied. Professor Race was pounding Jessica hard as he thundered to an orgasm, she broke her hold on Kareens pussy and wailed like an injured fox as electric pulses of lust and orgasmic pleasure sped through her body. As she orgasmed, she moved towards Marian with only one thing on her mind, Marian’s hard nipples in her mouth. Kareen caught sight of Professor Race’s hard cock and started to give him the blowjob of his life. He stood there lost in a world of bliss when he felt a warm body pull in close to him. It was Jessica; he never hesitated in pulling into her, wrapping his tongue around hers.

The sex over the rest of the week was exquisite, especially when the four of them warmed up with a pornographic movie. Jessica, Kareen and Marian all proved insatiable wanting booty calls at all hours of the night and day. Likewise Professor Race proved that he was indeed the tiger on the prowl under a pool of calm.  He enjoyed pleasing all three of the girls, and the frightfully sexy Mexican laundry lady, both at the same time and individually.

It became a bit of a challenge between the girls. The aim of the game was who could fuck Professor Race in the most public place.

It all started when Kareen and Marian heard a constant light banging against the door of the room opposite to them, when they looked out of their own room door they saw Professor Race having rough sex with Jessica up against the door of the opposite room.

The next night Marian suggested that Professor Race and her try their luck on the tables at the casino, on their way back, Marian led the Professor into a secluded area of the Casino where Professor Race rode her from behind over a blackjack table.

But by far the most public display of affection was when Kareen and the Professor went on the serpent slide at the water park. On the five-story corkscrew serpent slide, guests travel on a tube at high speeds through the darkness of the Mayan Temple's core. The twisting and turning ride culminates with a leisurely pass through a clear acrylic tunnel submerged in a shark-filled lagoon. As the couple were halfway down the corkscrew part of the ride, Professor Race pushed aside Kareen’s bikini bottom and slid his hard cock into her tight ass. She wailed with excitement and by the expressions on her face it was evident for all to see that she was getting the ride of her life.

Regards
Wayne A Knight