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Free Weed! (F50s/F22/F21) [Mf, voyeur, age gap, transactional, embarrassment, professor/student, anal, reluct, drugs]

It must suck, attending a university in a state where pot is illegal. Well, at least Shelia (F22) has me.

I (M50) am a horny-ass old biology professor who grows marijuana just outside of town. I won’t sell it because I’d get busted and wouldn’t be able continue my oh-so-important research. But I’m eager to trade for certain goods and services, so to speak.

Shelia and her school pals know very well that the pretty girls go to the front of the line, but it’s not all puppy dogs and ponytails.

Among her group she’s the only one I’ll trade with. The rules are at all times the same. I get my 15 minutes of pleasure in her butthole, and she gets a Thursday-night’s worth of HQ weed for herself and her friends that would sell for $200.

Naturally, Shelia initially found this idea demeaning, but after her little clique tasted one of my varieties, they wanted more. So she said she’d do it _one last time_. And then again, and again. She insisted to her girls that she hated our backdoor transactions—and yet, each Wednesday night she couldn’t sleep, her mind returning to the wondered of trading access to her most intimate and private place with a creep who holds all the power.

Sure, she can quit. But would her friends abandon her?
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Yesterday was another rainy Thursday morning. Shelia called an Uber, knowing I’d be home doing my research. But she didn’t know about my new lab assistant.

Sammie (F21) was one of my bio students, and it broke every rule for me to have her doing research at my private residence. Luckily, such rules are unwritten.

As usual, Sheila texted me once the Uber was five minutes away. But this time Sammie greeted her at my door. I wish I could’ve seen Shelia’s confusion and shock when she saw her vague acquaintance (they live on different floors of the same dorm) instead of me.

When Shelia arrives, our routine has been for her to pull her sweatpants down and lean over with her elbows on the lab bench that has a waiting tube of lubricant, a roll of paper towels, and a generous amount of weed in a baggie. She at all times seemed uncomfortable, but especially so this time, since this was happening under Sammie’s direct gaze. I had to pull down her pants for her. The back of her neck was beet red. She knew that the girl could see that she hadn’t worn underwear and that she hadn’t shaved in a few days. (I think she doesn’t want to dignify our interactions by shaving.) Her pussy and asshole were on full display for the girl to see. I’m sure Shelia tried to pretend this wasn’t happening.

I pulled her hips out a little and began applying the lube to her butthole. I’d thus far done this while standing directly behind her, but this time I stood off to the side a little so Sammie could see. I have to say that Shelia’s asshole was made for fucking. It was easy to lube her up and get her loosened up. After she took two fingers comfortably, I dropped my own drawers and lubed up my cock.

Shelia could hear Sammie move a lab stool a bit so she could get a better look. I waited a second or two before pushing my stiff erection up against Shelia’s puckered sphincter. Then I began to push in. I hope Shelia was proud of herself for how well she did, pushing back against me and allowing the head of my cock inside her without a whimper.

I took my time pushing all the way into her rectum. Her insides were not only tight, but more textured than most I’ve known. She relaxed her muscles, overcoming the urge to expel the foreign object up her ass. She is a true champ. This is why these sessions woukd only take fifteen minutes—short enough so that she sometimes had the Uber wait.

I began to take longer and longer strokes up her tight butthole. She had moaned in the past, but not this time—not with that girl watching her get sodomized in exchange for weed. My strokes got more and more urgent until I was close. Then I slowed down, savoring the tight, slippery sensation of going up the wrong hole.

Soon, however, when I couldn’t take it much longer, I began to fuck her with abandon, feeling my balls tighten as they swung against her pussy, feeling the cum course through me. Given that I had an audience, I must’ve cum twice as much as usual, depositing my semen in her slick asshole.

Per our routine, I grabbed a handful of paper towel and put it under my cock as I pulled out. Standing up, she reached between her legs and held the paper towel in place for a few seconds, tossed it on the bench, grabbed her weed and left.

Sammie and I got back to work. We spent the rest of the morning debating whether or not Shelia would be back next week.
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r/testertaste

NSFW: yes

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