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Oh for the days of hippy professors with willing wives...

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Tom49 Posted on: 05 Jan 2004 1 comments
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... my professor's wife, Desyre, was a pretty woman with short curly brown hair, a slim 100 pound 5'2" body with tiny breasts and nipples that always seem to be hard and poking out from under tight blouses, sweaters or dresses that she wore...During my freshman year of college I earned extra money babysitting for my history professor, Robert McDougall. He had recently returned to my university after a year sabbatical writing a textbook in England. His wife, Desyre, was a pretty woman with short curly brown hair, a slim 100 pound 5'2" body with tiny breasts and nipples that always seem to be hard and poking out from under tight blouses, sweaters or dresses that she wore. I don't think Mrs. McDougall ever wore a bra in those days and she certainly didn't need one to hold up her tiny but perfectly formed breasts. She was born in Scotland and they had two children, a four year old son, Gavyn, and a twelve year old daughter, Jamilyn. I liked to baby-sit because it gave me extra cash and also easy access to a private place to masturbate, after the children were asleep, away from my fraternity house bathroom. During my first night on the "job", I discovered that Professor McDougall had a collection of Dutch 8mm silent porn films that he had brought back from Europe. I had "found" his stash while searching for porn early on in my baby-sitting career. The McDougall's also had a box of naked Polaroid pictures of both the pony-tailed Professor McDougall and his petite and willing wife, Desyre. The pictures showed Desyre in various nude poses on their bed, naked in the bathtub and shower, wearing various bra and panty combinations, merry-widow bustier, and close-ups of her sucking Robert's short and stubby cock. There were several pictures that were similar among the collection of 40-50 prints. I stole [long-term loan?] two of my favorites, one that showed a smiling Desyre with a load of cum dripping from her open mouth with the tip of her husband's swollen stubby dick resting on her out-stretched tongue. The second "appropriated" photo depicted all of Desyre's splendors lying naked on the bed, her small breasts covered with Robert's cum and her hand holding the rubber scrotum of an 8-inch dildo that was plunged to the hilt inside her sodden pussy. I had used these particular pictures propped up against a pillow to jack-off many times as I laid on the same bed in the McDougall's bedroom where Desyre had laid with her tits covered with cum. I also used to hold the dildo that was stored in the night stand, usually unwashed and smelling of dried pussy-juice and sticky cum as I stroked my cock and exploded cum into a waiting wash cloth or a pair of Desyre's panties that had been retrieved from her hamper. After a night of masturbation pleasuring, I'd wipe my cock dry with the panties, and always made sure that I replaced the cum-soaked panties back into the wicker laundry basket in the bathroom. Over the intervening years, I have often used those two well-worn and cum-stained Polaroid photos that I have kept in my safe among my "professional papers". They continue to help remind me of those late teen years when masturbation was a multi-daily task! Throughout my adult life I have often retrieved those two pictures and brought my bursting cock to orgasm while remembering Desyre and her cum-covered breasts, semen-satisfied mouth and dildo-filled pussy!