Let her have your load

All these thoughts fly through your brain in the span of microseconds, but the effort to override your instinctive need to fuck will take way more self-control than you have at the moment. You reason that you can prolong things long enough to get a few more minutes’ pleasure before you have to ruin the mood by asking about birth control.

Abruptly, Nancy’s body grows rigid, and you feel her pussy convulse with a powerful orgasm. The sensation is all it takes to push you over the edge. Your orgasm hits in mid-thrust, and by the time you are fully inside her, your cock is spewing a powerful stream of semen deep into the nurse’s cunt.

The **** of your climax seems to paralyze both of you, with your bodies pressed hard against each other. Your cock continues to spurt with each wave of the orgasm. You can almost picture her love canyon being thoroughly coated with your balls’ thick, milky cream.

Just as you begin to relax from the exertion of cumming, Nancy’s vise-like hold on your dick lets up as well. Keeping your cock inside her, you collapse forward, resting your upper body on your elbows and looking Nancy directly in the face.

“Oh fuck,” Nancy says. It’s not the first time she’s uttered the words since you climbed into her bed. The sentiment, however, seems to be significantly different than it has been for the past several minutes. The look on her face is a mixture of regret and shame but not altogether absent of sexual satisfaction.

“What’s the matter?” you ask. Your cock is beginning to soften a little, but you’re pretty sure there’s no way it will ever go completely flaccid as long as you remain in this position. You feel some of your cum deposit begin to leak out of her vagina, gently tickling your balls as it begins to run down your scrotum before dripping onto the bed.

“I knew as soon as I saw you in my office that this was going to happen,” she says. “Even though I told myself that this time it was going to be different.”

“What do you mean, ‘this time’?”

Nancy goes on to explain that the reason she could speak so expertly about nymphomania and the dangers of messing around with the medication used to treat it is that she has first-hand experience with the condition.

“I keep it pretty much under control,” she says, “but when I caught you there in my office and I saw the way you were staring my breasts…. Well, it caught me by surprise and I got really turned on. Next thing I know, I’m asking you to move in with me and planning on how to seduce you, and…”

You can tell she is quite distraught, and this probably isn’t the best time to ask whether she’s on birth control. You reluctantly pull out of her and crawl off of the bed. “If it’s any consolation, I don’t feel seduced,” you say. “And even if you had seduced me, it’s not like I would be objecting.” You were never more sincere in your life.

“It’s just highly unprofessional,” she says. “I could definitely get fired if word got out that I was hooking up with one of the students.”

“Are you wanting me to move out?” you ask. Your thoughts immediately turn back to your stinky suitemate and what a horrible rollercoaster of an experience it would be to go from living with him to moving in with Nancy and then moving back to Stinky all in the same day.

Nancy sits up with a look of resignation. “I’m afraid you probably should. I know this is horribly unfair for you….” She looks toward you, and although she makes eye contact, you can’t help but notice that her eyes seem weighted down. She keeps looking lower that your eyes, and every effort to resume eye contact seems more and more difficult. That’s when it dawns on you that she is totally distracted by your naked body. Even as her face continues to show emotional regret, you see her cheeks begin to flush. At the same time, her nipples begin to pebble and protrude.

“She’s getting turned on again!” you realize. Your spunk is still dripping from between her legs, and she’s already in the mood to get boned again!

“Well, why don’t we get something to eat first and talk about this after dinner. Maybe we can think of another solution,” you offer helpfully. “I think I’m going to hop in the shower real quick, and then I’ll be happy to help you get dinner ready.”

You turn and take a couple of steps toward the bathroom before turning and giving her a slow, sly wink. “Care to join me?” you ask in what you hope is a seductive voice.

Nancy is out of the bed before you finish asking the question.