Chapter 36: Forget Everything

Chapter 36: Chapter 36: Forget Everything

Lilith’s eyes found Xavier the moment she stepped into the lecture hall.

She could barely wait for the moment he would hold her body again.

Aside from the brief help he gave Kiki, Xavier’s gaze never left Lilith. The tan lines at her waist kept reminding him of her naked body—the erotic trails that ran from her neck down across her heavy tits and over the full curve of her hips. His cock ached for her. He counted the minutes until the lecture ended.

When Lilith finally finished the last topic and dismissed the class, Xavier stayed in his seat until the last student left. Only then did he approach the podium.

"Professor, are you free after this? I have some doubts about the lecture."

"Of course. Let’s go to my office."

They took the magical stairs that climbed straight to the fourteenth floor and lead near her quarters.

"so what kind of doubt do you have?" asked Lilith shutting the door, just as she turned Xavier seized her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss. One hand slid around her back and squeezed her tight, plump ass through the leather leggings.

Mmm... ahhn...

Lilith’s arms rose at once, holding him in a gentle embrace.

She had genuinely expected academic questions. Discovering that what he wanted was her body was a very pleasant surprise.

"Oh, Professor—" he murmured between kisses.

"Call me Lilith," she breathed.

Nnnh...

Xavier’s hands tightened on her ass and lifted her. She locked her legs around his waist, her puffy, erect nipples pressed hard against his chest through the thin crop top. He carried her to the sofa, laid her down, and kept kissing her while his hands dragged the crop top upward, freeing her heavy tits so they swayed and jiggled under his palms.

Ohh...

His lips parted from hers as he lowered his mouth to one of her stiff nipple, then the other—sucking, licking, dragging his wet tongue across the hard peaks and wide puffy areolas.

Aaah... unngh...

"Nothing’s going to come out," Lilith whispered.

"I know. It still tastes good."

One of his hands slid between her thighs and tugged the half-open front zipper of her leggings the rest of the way down, exposing her glistening folds. He stroked a finger along the wet seam, then circled the tight entrance of her hole.

Xavier moved lower, peeling the leather leggings completely off her legs. He settled between her legs, spreading her thick thighs and brought his face close to her dripping pussy. Against her smooth milk-chocolaty skin, the soft pink folds looked lush as ripe strawberries.

His tongue traced the outer lips, then circled her swollen clit. Lilith’s hand pressed the back of his head, holding him there.

Mmmph... aaah...

"Tell me, Lilith," he asked, voice rough against her soaking folds. "How do you want it? How do you like it?"

The thought of fucking his own professor’s wife—stealing her away while she was still married—drove him half-mad with lust. Her mature, erotic milf body, starved of pleasure for so many years, only made increased his anticipation. His cock throbbed harder with every second.

"Do whatever you want," she answered, voice thick with need. "Fuck me, choke me, go as hard as you want. I don’t mind. Use my body like a fucking toy."

The obscenity of the words from her mouth surprised him. Something inside her had clearly switched on.

"Well then—don’t mind if I do."

He pushed his tongue deep into her tiny, wet hole while his thumb pinched and rolled her clit in tight circles. Lilith’s body jerked with every teasing stroke. Her heavy tits bounced and rippled; love juices spilled freely from her soaked cunt.

Aahhh... nnngh—...

When a light orgasm shuddered through her, Xavier stood and stripped off every piece of clothing.

Ohh—!

Lilith sat up just long enough to pull the crop top over her head and drop it to the floor.

He turned her so that her head rested back against the arm of the sofa. His heavy balls hung directly in front of her eyes; his thick, veiny cock filled her vision.

*Oh my god,* Lilith thought. She had never imagined a human man could be built like this. For a fleeting second she compared him to Woodburn—then instantly erased the thought. She could not even picture her husband’s small cock while Xavier’s massive dick was right in front of her.

"Would that even fit?" she whispered.

"Let’s find out. Open your mouth."

She swallowed hard and parted her lips. Xavier pushed in, forcing every thick inch down her throat until a clear bulge rose in her throat. He wrapped one hand around that bulge, feeling the tight squeeze of her throat around his cock, and began to fuck her face in deep, relentless strokes. His balls slapped against her nose with every thrust. Wet, lewd sounds filled the office.

Mmph—... hhh... nnf...

Lilith was an experienced woman, and she had asked to be used like a toy. Xavier saw no reason to hold back. He kept a firm grip on her throat while he pounded into her mouth, driving past the entrance of her throat on every stroke. When climax finally crashed over him he buried himself to the end and unloaded in hard, pulsing gushes of thick cum, still holding her throatin a tight grip.

Ahhh—!

Only when he felt her hands frantically tapping his forearms did he pull free and release his grip. Lilith sat up, gasping for air. Thick strands of his cum hung from the corner of her lush lips and dripped onto the floor.

Hhh...

Xavier immediately sat beside her, rubbing her back. "Are you all right? Was I too rough?"

She didn’t answer at first—only dragged in deep breaths that made her heavy tits rise and fall. When she finally recovered she wrapped her arms around him in a soft embrace.

"Oh, Xavier... that was amazing. I’ve never felt so good in my entire life."

Mmm...

She stood and bent to pick up her crop top from the floor. The movement presented her full, round ass and slick, dripping folds directly in front of his face. Instinct took over. His hand cracked down in a hard slap across her plump ass.

Nnngh—!

Lilith jerked upright and spun around. Her eyes widened at the sight of his cock—still rock-hard, twitching, and leaking precum, clearly nowhere near finished.

"What? How are you still so hard after coming that much? Woodburn would need—"

"I’m not Woodburn," Xavier cut in. "Forget everything about your husband and the kind of sex you knew. We’re going to make new memories."

He turned her around and bent her over the nearest table.

Aaahnn...

"Arch your ass up."

Lilith obeyed at once, arching her back, pushing her ass up and spreading her own wet folds with her fingers so that her dripping, tight pink hole was fully on display for him.

"Go on, I’m ready" Lilith begged, her voice sweet and sensual.