The next morning I woke up to the sound of the shower running. In my groggy state, I questioned if it had all been some crazy dream, but the lingering...smell on my lips and taste in my mouth told me that it certainly wasn't. I was both simultaneously thrilled and horrified at the same time. Did I really suck a strange man's cock, eat his ass, and let him fuck me before swallowing his load last night? Yes I did! And I think the part that scared me the most was the fact that I liked it—a lot.Tyler. I slowly slide one finger in my ass, gently stretching the opening. I add another finger and just smile at my professor. He moans as he watches me lubricating and stretching my ass for him. Realizing I want to call him something other than my professor, I ask him a question. "Since you're about to fuck me in the ass, I think we should be on a first name basis. Unless of course you want me to keep calling you Professor?" He's almost panting now, but does manage an answer. "Call me Bryan, Anna.. Does he have a wife? Does he have a daughter who knows he looks at teenagers like that?I have to excuse myself from the table. I pass by my admirer on the way to the ladies' room. My heart's thumping. Is he going to try to touch me? Will he follow me toward the bathrooms? I look him in the eye and try to lick my lips. It's like the Spidey testing his superpowers. I fail though. Can't hold his gaze and instead of licking my lips I bite my lower lip. No wonder Mark dumped me.In the bathroom I. It’s my fault.’ He answered, hanging his head down low. I ran up to you, grabbed your face and kissed you hard. You wrapped your arms around me, kissing me back. You pulled away, stared deep into my eyes. ‘So, that meant nothing?’ I asked. ‘You never want to be able to kiss me again, or have a night like last night again?’ ‘Of course I want to be able to kiss you again, and obviously I want to be able to have nights like last night again, and I don’t want them with anyone but you, but this.