Christmas with my Professor

Notice: This chapter will span across two chapters (Part I and Part II), I feel that the longevity of this chapter may not only lose the readers interest if published in one go but also may help extend the reading as this is my final chapter for now and I know some of you have enjoyed Christmas with my Professor thus far. As usual I will include some photos in the comment sections so, please keep your eyes open for them. 

Finally - if I do add new entries after this final chapter I am thinking of adding them to the 'Christmas With my Professor' series despite the title, I hope that is ok? please let me know your thoughts on this. Thank You.

The City That Never Sleeps

 It’s 26th April 2022. I get a phone call from Tom.

Me: “Hi Tom.”

Tom: “Hi Cutie” (yes, he calls me cutie sometimes, can we drop it lol)

Me: “What’s up?”

Tom: “Airplanes.”

Me: “Ha-Ha-Ha” (I say sarcastically)

Tom: “No seriously Airplanes...” he says.

Me: “Okay… I’m not following”

Tom: “What are you doing from May 10th to May 14th?”

Me: “Nothing really, probably celebrate with my friends once all assignments are handed in and its finally over, why?”

Tom: “Would you like to celebrate with me?”

Me: “Ok, stop beating around the bush and tell me already, what is it?”

Tom: “Would you like to join me in New York City?”

Me: “SHUT THE FUCK UP, Wait really??”

Tom: “Yes! I have to attend a Symposium across the 11th and 12th, my wife was meant to join me but is now unable to make it due to work commitments…”

Me: “NO WAY!! You better not be pranking me, Tom!!”

Tom: “No, I’m serious.”

Me: “Well how can I say no to that, I would love to join you! How much will this cost?”

Tom: “That’s the best part, Hotel and travel is included!!”

Me: “Woah! I can’t believe I’m going to New York! And with you!! This is honestly the best surprise I have ever received by far, thank you!”

Tom: “Hahaha, I’m glad you are able to join me.”

Me: “What about your wife, will she know?”

Tom: “Yes.”

Me: “Wait, what!? You told her of me?”

Tom: “Relaaax, the symposium includes US Undergrads facilitating research within our field, I told her that you are interested in this subject and plan to study in the States one day (which is true), so I think this will be an enriching experience for you. She told me that you might find this invitation weird but I told her Jay’s not like that, he will be happy to go and learn, besides who can refuse this offer right?”

Me: “You talk about me to her…?”

Tom: “Yeah, all the time. Jay everything aside you are my top student, I highly regard my top students and always share this with my wife.”

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Tom: “Jay, are you there?”

Me: “Tom, I don’t know, this feels strange.”

Tom: “Please Jay, I really want you to join me.”

Me: “I’ll think about it and get back to you…”

Tom: “Oh come on Jay…Ok listen, I’ll call you back this evening and we can iron out the details. I hope you don’t think too much into this and say yes…”

Me: “Alright, I’ll speak to you soon.”

After contemplating about this trip, I ended up battling my thoughts. On one hand I am attending this trip with his wife’s knowledge under false pretences but on the other hand I get to spend time with Tom and visit New York City!

Tom called back and I agreed to attend the trip with him. I lied to my family and told them I applied for this opportunity months ago but didn’t think I would get it but I did, telling them that some of my university lecturers will be there reassured them.

10th May 2022 

It’s 12:30pm and I am on my way to London Heathrow, our flight departs from T5 at 4:15pm. Tom is making his own arrangements, he has been in Birmingham University over the last couple of days in relation to the conference he will be attending in New York. He texted me to check in and meet him airside.

As I was checking in, the wonderful British Airways staff told me that I am checking in the wrong zone and that I was supposed to check in through Business Class but it is fine as they can do it there.

“Ok Mr ****, I can see here that your guest Dr ******** has requested you meet him in the Concorde lounge.”

“Are you sure, I think we are flying through business class, can I get into that lounge?”

She chuckles softly, “Yes sir, Dr ******** is a valued member and is a Concorde Room Card holder which allows him to bring in one guest.”

I think I was more impressed than anything, I didn’t know much about the airline programme scheme but it sounded very fancy to me! I went through security and was ushered away by a staff member. “On no sir, you can go through Zone J as your guest is waiting for you on the other side, this gives you priority, see.” She tells me pointing to some codes on my boarding pass. She escorts me through to Zone J which is known as the First Wing and I am taken through to security, I look around in awe and couldn’t understand what was happening, I felt like I have landed in a whole different world, made for others but not me, security had only four people waiting – four!!

After security I walked down a hallway for about two minutes, it was empty until I noticed armchairs and lamps, I followed a small sign saying Concorde lounge and then notice I am exiting the ‘First lounge’, all this was bizarre to me, from security to a lounge in matter of minutes, these people are living the life!! I am again greeted with my surname as I check in and granted entry into the lounge, I then notice how I am dressed in my black boots, skinny jeans and oversized hoodie. I look around and only see old white men and women sipping champagne from their champagne flutes, some on their phone, some peering over from their newspapers and glaring at me. I felt completely out of place. I then notice Tom sitting on an armchair.

“Ok, what is going on? What secret life do you live??” (Which is ironic, because I am that secret life he lives).

“Jay!!” he gets up to hug me and kisses me on the cheek, which surprises me for some reason.

“What do you mean?” he says.

With big eyes I place my hand out and gesture the environment whilst motioning my head around the room.

“Oh, sorry I should have been clear about his beforehand. I fly a lot yearly with BA and have built up my status over the years. So, I get this sweet deal. What do you think?

“Erm yeah it’s pretty sweeet!!” I say squinting my eyebrows together. “Honesty this is one of my best days ever hahaha” I say laughing.

We…well I enjoy the perks of the lounge, the food, the Spa, the live pianists, the atmosphere. It is a complete zen!

The flight was wonderful as well, I enjoyed my first experience in Business class and don’t think I could ever look back now. Tom suggested we join the mile high club, but I quickly shut him down on that offer. As hot as it would have been, I just don’t think I could face anyone for the next several hours stuck in this metal tube if I was caught.

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New York is majestic, as we get a yellow cab into Manhattan I can see the skyline approach us, it is like a crown in all its glory, twinkling at us. It felt really surreal driving towards the city, I see these things in movies but never have I thought I would experience this for myself one day. We landed in around 7pm and got to the hotel for 8:45pm. We were staying at the Millennium Broadway near Times Square where I am told there is a smaller reception for international guests followed by the symposium in NYU in the afternoon and then the same again the following day. We get to enjoy this evening, Friday and Saturday morning to explore the city. We checked in and made our way to our room. The room had a king size bed with an entire wall dedicated to its headboard. The view was not terrible overlooking two smaller skyscrapers and the bathroom was surrounded with black marble top. I kicked off my boots and flung myself in the centre of the bed with my arms out, in a snow angel-like position.

“Oh my gooooddd, this bed is amaaazing!!” I shout from the top of my lungs, as I immerse all my muscles against the mattress.

Tom giggles, peeking over at me as he takes his suit out of his suit bag and hangs it up inside the wardrobe. I continue to lay there, now looking at my phone trying to connect to the Wi-Fi. Tom walks towards the bed and crawls right down the centre, his knee in-between my thighs and his arms extended as his hands pin down in the mattress either side of me, his head hangs over mine gazing down on me smiling. “Hello beautiful.” He says.

I get shy yet turned on at the same time. I bite my lip. “Can I help you.” I say in a teasing manner.

“You can help me,” he nods. He bites down on the top of my phone and chucks it to one side. He brings his nose down to mine and our eyes are directly facing each other, he teases me by rubbing his nose and lips upon my face, moving down to my neck and then back up. I try to kiss him but he keeps moving away. He does this a couple of times before I grab his cheeks.

“Oh, someone’s a bit demanding this evening” he says mockingly.

My palms hold onto his jaw and my fingers wrap across his earlobes and hair, I bring Tom down to my lips and we kiss. Our tongues roll around tasting each other. I nibble at his lips as he does mine, pulling ever so gently upon it. I remove my right hand away from his face and move down to him, I cup and grab his now firm cock through his trousers and shake his bulge up and down. “Mmmph” he groans in my mouth still kissing me. His dick slowly erects in my hand and I can feel it trying to escape his trousers which is restricting him.

Tom retracts, I lift myself up and take off my hoodie as he removes his sweater and t-shirt. He then unbuttons his trousers to allow his bulge to breathe. He now comes back and we continue to make out. Tom pulls back and starts climbing up to me, his head is all the way near the headboard and his legs straddle my top half, above my face is his perfect bulge. He slowly grinds his bulge on my face, I lick and try to grab with my lips as he does so, I inhale his hot man musk, I can hear Tom groaning quietly – he loves being in control – teasing me. I pull some of his trousers down followed by his boxer briefs – freeing his cock. It hits my face as it flings out. I lick his head but Tom decides to teabag me, his balls produce the best smell, his natural body scent – the smell of a real man! A strong German man. I can now feel my erection raging in my pants. With one hand cupped around his bum cheek, I reach down with the other and release my dick and start stroking it. I suck on his balls, lick them aggressively and lick his perineum, I remember Tom letting out a funny moan when I did this – “Ahaaawww”

I take Tom’s penis into my mouth and before I could do anything he starts to enter my mouth and penetrates it slowly, eventually picking up the pace. Naturally I gag a few times which only makes him want to do it some more “awhh I like that” he says every time I gag and a load of saliva is released from my throat.

Tom gets up and off the bed. “Come here baby” he says smoulderingly. I get up and crawl towards him as he takes off his boxers and trousers completely standing at the foot of the bed. He grabs me by the waist, picks me up and completely flips me down onto the bed face down. “Woah TOM!” I said as he done this.

He pulls off my jeans and boxers and then wraps his arms around my lower waist and puckers my ass up into the air. With his right hand firmly pressing down on my back and pushing my chest on the mattress, he surprises me with a hard slap against my ass with his big hand.

My heart was racing and I was panting slightly, this really turned me on, I felt like my cock was going to explode – how much hornier and harder can it get??

Tom kneels down in front of my ass hole and he spits directly into it, I can still imagine/feel the pressure from his spit today, almost like a spit ball. He comes down onto me and licks my hole whilst stretching my cheeks out with his fingers and hands. “Tom, oooohh, yes!! Uuugh” I moan.

Tom penetrates his tongue into my ass and I can feel him rimming the cushions of my entrance. Tom places not one but two fingers slowly inside of me.

“Uh..uh..aahh.” I whimper as he does this.

At first, I was resisting but eventually, slowly and slowly he pushes past one, two and then three rings. Tom pulls out and then adds a third finger.

“Aaaaah FUCK Tom!! It feels like your whole hand is in there!!”

“But does it feel good?” he asks.

I hate to admit it, but it does – as painful as it is, it feels good. Tom continues to finger me deeply and then returns to rim me again.

“Uuhhh TOM!! Give it to me!!”

“Whats that?” he teases.

“Give it to me, I want it!!”

Tom goes over to his bag and retrieves a bottle of lube and a condom; he rolls the condom over his thick shaft and lubes himself and squirts a little into my hole. He massages it into me.

“Ready?” he says.

“Mmhmm.” I respond with my face buried in the bed.

Tom slaps his cock against my ass cheeks and wipes his cock in-between them. He spreads my cheeks apart and slowly moves forward, now using his fingers to guide himself in. he slowly penetrates me and as I feel his tip going in, he slaps me very hard on my right ass cheek.

“Ohh yeahh, aaaahhhh” I yell. He does it again. His hard slaps sting my ass each time he does so whilst pushing himself in. I now feel all of Tom inside of me, he pulls out and then jack hammers me a few times.

“Oh Tom, YES!!”

“You like that baby; you like it when daddy fucks you hard?”

“Yeah, uugh”

“I didn’t hear you?”

“I like it when you fuck me hard.”

“Who?”

“You.” I respond.

“No, daddy!! Tell me what you want”

“I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME HARD DADDY!” I yelled.

With that Tom started to fuck me harder, he had found my prostate spot and smashed his tip hard against it, making me tremble each time.

“Ah yess!! Fuck me like that!!”

His balls smash aggressively against my cheeks as he is panting in sync with each thrust. He grabs hold of my hair with one hand and pulls my head back. I never thought I would like this but this position and his dominance over me gives me pure pleasure.

“uuhhh I’m gonna cum.” I squeal as he continues to impale me.

“Cum with daddy!” he demands “I want to cum in you.” he adds, I nod back to him.

Impressively he slides the condom off swiftly and enters me, continuing his rhythm. I can feel the condom slap against my upper back thigh as they get caught and hang between his balls and inner thigh.

Tom thrusts me several more times “I’m Cumming.” He says with his teeth clenched.

Tom takes a breath each time he groans “UH..UH..UH..AAaaaaHhhh!!” He pushes down into me deep and holds his position as I feel his hot cum enter and fill my hole. I cum with him across the bedsheets, hearing it as it patters below me. His cum continues to release out from his balls, like a fire hose. Tom remains in me and falls onto my back, I fall onto the bed flat, feeling my cum all over my body now. For a moment we lay there and then I wriggle as I can now feel the full weight of Tom crushing me slightly.

“Sorry.” He says as he regains consciousness and rolls over to my left. As soon as he pulls out his cum starts to gush out in full force, I grab a face towel Tom had brought over earlier and press and hold it against me trying to catch it all. He exhales loudly “Wow!”

I smile and move in to give him a kiss. Tom lays back and rests his eyes and ends up sleeping, I can tell as his breathing pattern has changed. Its probably 3am in London by now, I got up, took a nice warm shower and joined him after.

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To be continued...