The tutor

As I was entering my senior year of college I was checking off all my courses that I felt would best prepare me as an English major seeking to enter law school.   When I discovered a summer honors class on Harper Lee I knew immediately I had to get in that class.   As a young reader it was the writing of Harper Lee who created the fantastic image in my mind what a larger such as Atticus Finch was supposed to be.  

I met with my program advisor and got specific permission as an undergraduate to take this graduate level course. This was my first shot at a graduate class. The class was on Tuesday - Thursday evenings. The professor was traveling to our campus to teach this class. It was an honor to be in the class. Our first couple of meetings were engaging. Our first major paper was about Harper Lee’s experience in New York and her connection with the Brown family who actually gifted her a years salary so she didn’t have to work at her day job, which was working for an airline company. Needless to say, I hadn’t gone into the depth of the material as my graduate instructor had expected. I was shocked to receive such a poor mark on my first task. After meeting with the professor he gave me the name of a close friend who was retired but worked as a tutor. I was most appreciative of his assistance and took the gentleman’s name and phone number. The very next day I called the number on the card and introduced myself. My college is about an hour away from Knoxville so I would have to factor in travel time to meet with my new tutor.

Dr. Richard Huffman was an unique individual.  When I knocked on his apartment door the following Saturday I was immediately intimidated by the large man taking up the doorway.  He was dressed simply, wearing a long sleeve linen shirt and dark trousers.  He was barefooted which seem very relaxing to me.  His belly protruded ….spreading open on his shirt and I could see dark hairy curls which matted his thick arms and his neckline of a beautiful patch peaking out at his collar.  Damn, I wanted to know him better.  Dr. Huffman offered me a cup of tea and we sat in his study and talked about ourselves.  He was very engaging and most attentive.  He stood to refill my tea and as he moved close to me his huge belly was just right in my face.  I didn’t move back, in fact….I enjoyed the closeness.

After our tea we moved to his dining room table, aka make shift work area and he handed me a couple of resources to take to read before next week.  I handed him my paper from my first assignment and he said he would evaluate it.  I swear I could sense their was a sexual energy between us.  His large presence was demanding, however….I was drawn to his size, look, smell, etc….He was not very tall…maybe five feet seven but when he moved his body his large body was very demanding itself.   As I prepared to leave Dr. Huffman cupped my hands with both of his hands and his touch was enjoyable.  I don’t know what came over me but I went in to give him a hug, however, he was so large all I could do is rest each of my hands on the sides of his round belly.  He leaned into my touch and patted me on the head.  He kissed my forehead and said he looked forward to our next session.  

As I drove back to campus I was so fucking hard.  I had been with men before.  But not a man that was massive.  His full, round belly was sexy as hell to me for some reason.  I got to my dorm room, grabbed my container of coconut lube and played with my nipples, tugged my nuts and slowly stroked my cock.  I wanted to rub my cock over his big man pecs and his dark brown nipples.  I could see through his linen shirt his large chocolate nipples.   Hell,  I shot a load so forceful it landed beside my face on my pillowcase.  

When I got to my Tuesday evening class my instructor asked me to speak with him after class.  Once I packed up I waiting for my peers to leave and my professor told me Dr. Huffman had phoned him and said our meeting went well.  I didn’t think anytime about it ….said goodnight and went to my room.   As I read the material Dr. Huffman loaned me I found it interesting that Harper Lee who was a successful writer had such a close relationship with her good writer friend Truman Capote.  

The next Saturday Dr. Huffman opened the door and he was wearing a very interesting silk smokers robe.  No undershirt and was smoking a soothing cherry tobacco pipe.  He offered me tea….we sat and discussed my paper.  He advised me to be more detailed in my writing.  To focus more on my intended reader or audience.  I found it hard to focus as his silk robe was struggling to stay closed.  To hell with it.   I stood to place my tea cup of the tray and I stood besideDr. Huffman.  Leaning forward, I untied the silk robe revealing his belly button which looked huge. I kissed him there, and he groaned with pleasure.  My god, his huge belly was turning me on.  I felt my cock harden as I moved my tongue into his belly button. Dr. Huffman giggled, obviously ticklish there, pulled back a bit.  As he stepped back I could tell he too was getting excited.  I stroked the outside of his trousers, feeling his sizable cock beneath the fabric.  He leaned his head back as I continued to squeeze his dick.  

As he stood, he held me in his arms and kissed my neck.  I licked and sucked his hairy man tits.  He managed to unzip my blue jeans and he eagerly swallowed my cock.  As I fucked his warm mouth he started cupping my balls.  God I was so aroused by Dr. Huffman’s tongue was working on my cockhead.  I told him I was about to cum.  “Good, Cum in my throat!”  He jammed my cock down his throat….as if on cue, I erupted into his mouth.   He didn’t have any difficulty swallowing every drop.  God, I had fantasies of his belly, legs, his ass, and every part of his body.  I wanted to bury my face in his beard, in his crotch and have him back his ass on to my face…rimming his furry hole was my goal.  

After I had shot my load down his throat..now it was my turn.  I undid his belt.  His belly was gigantic and beautiful, with dark nipples surrounded with swirls of gorgeous black hair.  I slipped off his briefs and guided his enormous cock to my mouth.  His uncut meaty cock smelled amazing as I inhaled his masculine scent.  I lick, sucked and swallowed all of him.  Gently, I spread his ass checks …kissed his hairy hole and darted my tongue in his phenomenal ass.  God…he gently stroked my leaking cock.  He placed me on the arm of the chair and he back his large ass onto my cock.  He placed his hands on my thighs and spoke with a hunger in his words, “let me ride your cock…”.  his hole was tight, warm and needy.  Within minutes I shot my load in his ass.  I slide under his body and positioned my face under his backside.  I sucked my load out of his warm, cum soaked hole.  What an amazing time.  We didn’t bother to get dressed.  He fixed more tea and we sat in his study naked and had a very engaging conversation.  Eventually I knew I had to leave.  As I got dressed Dr. Huffman dropped his silk smothers jacket on but never bothered to tie it.   Before I left I dropped to my kneed and sucked his cock.  My head was under his big belly and it was sexy for his belly to rest on my head.   His cum tasted sweet.  I stood and kissed him.   We both ate his creamy cum.  

I continued to meet Dr. Huffman every Saturday.  The last visit was before my Christmas break.  Dr. Huffman gave me a beautiful pipe and a pouch of cherry tobacco.   Twenty years later I’m still practicing law.  Many Tuesday and Thursday evenings I sent in my study, enjoy my pipe wearing a silk robe I picked up several years ago when I visited overseas.  

When I see a man with a big belly I reflect on my senior year when I had a brief affair, encounter with my Dr. Huffman.