Dancing on a Moonlit Beach

Dancing on a Moonlit Beach Dancing on a Moonlit Beach

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica



Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica



Submitted: July 06, 2016

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Submitted: July 06, 2016



Bryant was a professor with tenure and had been asked by an uptight administrator to 'chaperone' a student gathering the coming Saturday. He agreed just to get this brain dead jerk of his back, but not before he gave him a piece of his mind. “Charlie, they're adults. All of them are over 18 and responsible for themselves. Is your head so far up your ass that you can't see that? Don't ever ask any of the staff for anything this stupid again.” And he left angrily.

He got there early and saw Julie, one of his best students. She was sweet, cute and very bright. He thought of her as an example of 'the cute girl next door' that he never had when he was growing up.

“I didn't expect to see you here, Professor.”

“I'm just here as a request to be a chaperone. Kinda silly isn't it. Chaperoning adult college students at a beach party.”

“Yes, it is. Now that you're here it gives me the chance to give you a special thank you for all your help.”

“You're welcome, Julie. I understand you're going to grad school.”

“Thanks to you, I'm graduating at the end of this semester and I can get into grad school.” She got on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek. Thank you, Darren so very much. It was my dream to get a degree when I got here and now I can have that and more thanks to a handsome professor.”

He kissed her on the cheek in return. “You're very welcome. I'm very proud of you.”

“Are you going to dance with me tonight? Somebody is supposed to bring some music.” As she said it, the music started.

“No sooner said than done it appears, Julie. May I have the pleasure of this dance, Miss Julie?”

“Of course, Good Sir.”

They danced for several hours on that moonlit beach. There were others around but they were oblivious to them.

“The way you're grinding against me, makes me think you're open to a weekend at my cabin, Julie.”

“Why professor! I've heard of the 'Nutty Professor' many times, but a 'Naughty Professor' is soo much more to my liking! Just give me a date and I'll be there with a suitcase full of negligees and skimpy underwear.”

“Sounds like a plan to me. I'll decide on a weekend soon.”

“How about we get started tonight? We could think of tonight as a warmup for that special weekend. Where can we go?”

“How do you feel about the beach?”

“I love sex on the beach!”

He snatched someone's beach towel that happened to be on a lounge chair and took her hand and led her to a spot about 100 yards down. They were fortunate that there was enough light to show the way and back from the spot he knew well.

He flipped the towel onto the sand and smoothed it down. He took a seat on it and began to remove his shirt. “Here we go, Sugar Bottom. This would be a lot nicer if you joined me. . .in the nude would be preferable.”

She untied her halter top and tossed it to him. “You like my tits, Professor?”

“Very much. Shortly after I met you, you described yourself as 'almost a virgin'. You've certainly eclipsed that description.” Your tits are great, but now I want to see more.

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