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Kansas City, Here I Come
Chapter Three   Get Down, Make Love
Mf, anal, rom, cons

Christmas break was rapidly approaching. That means after my last
class for the calendar year, there would be no classes until a
few days after New Year's Day. After that, I still had three
months left in my tenure at KCU, and after my tenure was up, I
would have to leave all this behind and go back to being a
billionaire businessman.

Of course there was one thing that I would find very hard to
leave behind: Taylor. Her eighteenth birthday was tomorrow, and I
had no idea how we'd celebrate it together. I wanted to do
something special for her because I loved her. I've had
relationships with women before, but I've never felt so strongly
for somebody as much as I feel for Taylor. We've been together
for three months, and these three months have been the best three
months of my life.

But I had no idea how we'd celebrate together. Considering that
the college was on Christmas break, it would seem too weird to
casual observers to see a 17-year-college student hanging out
with her teacher who's 20 years older than her. It would just
raise suspicions with many people including the faculty members,
Taylor's classmates, and Taylor's family...especially her aunt
Mindy.

I hadn't seen Mindy since two weeks ago when I bumped into her at
the hotel. Taylor and I had spent the night together making love
all night long while we heard a woman in the next suite crying
out in orgasmic ecstasy as she got fucked pretty good. The next
morning, Taylor and I had gotten ready to take her home, and
while Taylor had gone to the car, I saw Mindy exit the adjacent
suite. Her hair was a wild jungle, and she walked slightly
bow-legged. And when she turned around and saw me, I greeted her
with a sly grin. "Why hello there, Mindy," I said.

"Wha - wha - " she stammered out. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm renting this suite for the duration of my tenure at KCU," I
said. "But why are you - a woman with a husband and a young child
- doing here? Let me guess. Your hubby hasn't been satisfying you
lately, so you decided to get some from some young buck who can
keep it up for much longer." Mindy blushed furiously.

"Not exactly," Mindy said. "It's hard to explain, and I don't
have a lot of time. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm late for work."
She walked away, but after a few steps, she turned around. "By
the way, I could hear you and your girlfriend through the walls."
I felt a cold shudder. I feared that Mindy would find out about
my relationship with Taylor. I knew that if she found out, she
would ruin my life by accusing me of statutory rape, and I knew
that the college would investigate as well. The college had a
strict policy concerning relationships between students and
faculty members: Faculty members found to have inappropriate
relationships with students would be fired, and students found to
have inappropriate relationships with faculty members could be
accused of academic dishonesty which was punishable by up to and
including expulsion. I didn't want to ruin Taylor's academic
career.

"Well, we're all consenting adults, right," I asked Mindy.

"I guess," she said. "I just want to say this, Sean-Paul. I feel
uncomfortable seeing you and Taylor hang around together so much.
I'm very protective of her because my cousin sexually abused her
when she was about nine years old. But then again, I admire you
because you take a great interest in her work. Do you really
think she'll be a success in the computer industry?"

"I don't think she will be a success," I said. "I know she will
be a success."

Mindy smiled. "Thank you," she said. "Now if you'll excuse me, I
have to get to work. Please don't let Taylor or Terri know about
me being here."

"I won't," I said. "I promise." Mindy smiled and walked away. I
headed down the stairs and joined Taylor, and I drove us to the
college.

Today was the last day of college before Christmas break. We had
final exams today. After class was over, I had to go to my office
and grade the exams. Three students failed their final exams, but
they were lazy students who paid no attention, did no homework,
and put in no effort at all. Most of the class passed with a B+,
and three students - including Taylor - got an A+.

While in my office, I got a call from Steven. He informed me that
the company's Christmas party was in a few days, and everybody
wanted me to attend. I kind of missed Manhattan, so I told him
that I would be there. He also told me I could bring Taylor
along. But I don't think Taylor's mom - much less her aunt -
would approve of going to New York with her temporary professor.

Then Taylor came in and closed the door. She was accompanied by a
redheaded girl who was much taller. "Hi, sweetie," Taylor said.
She walked over to me and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips. I was
taken aback by the public display of affection in front of her
best friend. "It's okay, Maddy knows we're seeing each other. She
promised to keep quiet."

"Okay," I said. "I'm going to New York for Christmas break. I'm
going to the company's Christmas party. I wish I could ask you to
come with me, but I don't think your family would be okay with
it."

"You can be our chaperone," Taylor said.

"What," I inquired.

"Well," Taylor continued, "Maddy's going to spend Christmas break
with her grandparents in Brooklyn. She invited me to come with
her, so why don't we just all travel together?"

"Sounds like a plan to me," I said.

The next day, we flew from Kansas City and arrived at La Guardia.
I was met by Steven and a new hire named Sarita. She was a pretty
woman of Hispanic descent. "Sean-Paul," said Steven, "this is
Sarita Felipe. She just graduated from college in Mexico and is
our new director of Latin affairs.

"Pleased to meet you," I said.

"Gracias, senor," she said.

"Anyway, Sean-Paul, our Christmas party is tomorrow in the board
room. We'll see you tomorrow," Steven said. He and Sarita made
their way to a taxi and rode off. I hailed a taxi. I had the
driver take us to Brooklyn so we could drop Maddy off at her
grandparents' house. I recognized the house. It was the house I
grew up next to. I recalled dating their daughter when I was a
senior in high school. We even had sex a few times. After we
dropped Maddy off, I had the driver drive us to my apartment
building.

We rode the elevator to the top floor and walked to my front
door. I opened my door, and Taylor was astonished by my
apartment. Upon entering my apartment, you are greeted with a
spiral staircase which leads down to the main area of my
apartment. The main area was very spacious with a large living
room which is bigger than your typical middle-class suburbia
home. My kitchen and dining area was against the windows which
offered a breatktaking view of Manhattan, Liberty Island,
Brooklyn, Queens, and even New Jersey. "I think I want to marry
you and live here," Taylor said.

I chuckled. "We've been travelling for many hours," I said. "How
about we relax?"

"Okay," she said. We retired to the living room. I got up and
walked to the bar and fixed a glass of brandy - bottled in 1783 -
 on the rocks. The ice-cold hard liquor tasted wonderful. I asked
Taylor if she wanted a sip, and she said okay. She took a tenuous
sip, and she actually enjoyed the drink. I got up and fixed
another glass of ice, and we had a few drinks of brandy. We sat
like that until day became night and the apartment became
illuminated by city lights and moonlight.

I turned on the TV, and we snuggled on the sofa. Taylor rested
her head on my shoulder, and I gently rubbed her back with my
fingertips. I felt her hand on my thigh. She was rubbing my thigh
up and down with her hand, and her upstroke inched closer and
closer to my crotch. My free hand reached for her face and gently
caressed her cheek. She raised her head up, and our faces came in
closer until our lips met.

Taylor moaned into my mouth as I slid my tongue past her lips to
slide it playfully against her own tongue. The feeling was
exquisite. Now it was my turn to moan as Taylor slid her tongue
into my mouth. Then she broke the kiss and kissed her way up my
jawline until her lips rested against my ear. "I love you,
Sean-Paul."

"I love you, too, Taylor," I replied. I couldn't help it. This
soon-to-be-eighteen-year-old girl owned and captured my heart.
She was everything that I've ever wanted in a woman. And it was
so frustrating to keep our relationship private in order to
protect our own lives. In a perfect world, we would be able to
let the whole fucking world know that we were in love and wanted
to be together for all eternity. Sadly, we do not live in a
perfect world.

"I want to marry you someday, baby," she said. "I want to be your
wife and have your children." My heart warmed at her tender
expression of true love. "I want to live with you, live for you,
and when the time comes, die for you and die with you."

"I need you right now, darling," I said. We got up and held hands
as I led her to the bedroom. I found some unused candles and lit
them and placed them all around the bedroom. I closed the bedroom
door, and I picked Taylor up in my arms. I pinned her against the
bedroom door, and then she threw her arms and legs around me as
we kissed hard, deep, and fast. My cock felt huge and swollen as
it throbbed in my slacks. I could feel the pre-cum oozing out
around the head. I broke the kiss and whispered into her ear. "I,
Sean-Paul deCraig, take you, Taylor Lynne O'Hare to be my
lawfully-wedded wife." I nibbled on her earlobe and began
grinding my bulge against her crotch.

"Ahhh-HAH!" Taylor moaned explosively. "I, Taylor Lynne
Oh!-Oh!-Oh!-O'Hare, take you Sean-Pa-AH-ul deCraig, to beEEE my
lawfully wedded husband-AH! AH! AH!" Taylor cried out as the
friction of our cloth-covered genitals was driving her closer to
an orgasm. Suddenly Taylor drew her arms up. I knew what she
wanted. I quickly removed her tight sweater and unsnapped her
pink bra until her ultra-sensitive breasts were exposed. My left
hand went straight for her right breast. "YEEESSSS!" Taylor
shrieked as I began teasing her swollen nipple. She began
grinding her denim-covered cunt against the bulge in my pants
faster and faster until her sexually-overcharged body could take
no more. "AAAAAIIIIEEEEEEEE! EEE! EEE! EEE!" Taylor cried out
repeatedly as her body was seized by a powerful orgasm. She
trembled violently as spasms tore through her body.

But I wasn't done. I laid my girlfriend on the bed and redoubled
my digital assault on the aching nub. My mouth dove on her right
breast, and I began sucking for all it was worth. "YES! YES!
YES!" Taylor shouted repeatedly as my tongue lashed out against
the sensitive pointed tip. I began sucking harder on her right
breast, and I stroked her left nipple harder and harder until the
good feelings reached another crescendo. "AHHH! AHHH!
AHHHHHEEEEEEE!" Taylor squinted her eyes shut, threw her head
back, and arched her spine as another orgasm took control and
seized her mind, body, and spirit.

I unsnapped her tight skinny jeans and pulled them down along
with her thong panties until her naked cunt was exposed. The
moonlight and candlelight made her soaking wet cunt glisten with
her feminine secretions. Her vulva looked so fucking inviting. I
loved the taste of her juices. I always craved the taste of her
juices. I could eat her for hours and hours and never grow tired
of the sweet, heavenly taste and aroma. I slid two fingers into
her slit. "AHH!" Taylor moaned as I penetrated her cunt and
stimulated her hot insides. I tortured her G-spot , and then I
pulled my fingers out. I spread her juicy asscheeks apart and
searched for her anus with my glistening fingers. I heard her
breath catch in her throat as my fingers found their target.

And then I slid my fingers in to the hilt. "ARRRRGHHIEEEE!"
Taylor cried out hoarsely as the exepected anal penetration gave
rise to yet another orgasm. I began rapidly pumping my fingers in
and out of her back passage, lubricating her anus and rectum so I
could shove my cock deep into her nether region. 

After I felt that her anal sphincter was stretched out enough to
make anal entry easier, I pulled my fingers out. I quickly
stripped out of my clothes. My wet, sticky erection was huge and
swollen and aching to be inside my girlfriend. "Then by the power
vested in me, I declare us husband and wife," I said, and then I
shoved myself in.

"YIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!" Taylor screamed as my cock filling her bowels
brought her to yet another tremendous release of pure sexual
energy. I began pounding her ass as a feverish pace. I could feel
my nuts tighten as my orgasm rapidly approached. But I wanted to
be inside her cunt when I shot my load. I wanted to marry this
girl. I wanted to have children with her. I wanted to get this
girl pregnant so we could share a sacred bond for all eternity. I
pulled out of her ass, wiped my cock clean of fecal matter, and
placed the head of my cock against her womanly entrance. I shoved
myself in with one plunge. "OOOOWWWWEEEEEEEE!" Taylor cried out
as another orgasm crested over her.

I maneuvered ourselves so that I was laying on my back. This was
our favorite sex position. Taylor could freely ride my cock while
I play with her ultra-sensitive nipples. Taylor began bouncing
herself wildly on my cock as I began roughly manipulating her
aching nipples with my fingers. "AHHH! AHHH! AHHH! AHHH!" Taylor
cried out as she was riding the wave to the seventh orgasm of the
night. My nuts were tightening as my orgasm inched closer and
closer. Taylor fucked herself harder and harder on my cock. I
could feel the head butting repeatedly against her cervix, the
inner entrance to her uterus where I hoped someday that our child
would grow inside. Suddenly, I felt a new tightness slide past
the head of my cock. I felt her cervix surrender itself to my
invading erection. I was inside her uterus! I was inside her
womb!

The sudden penetration of her cervix was way too much for
Taylor's sexually-overcharged body to take.
"AAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Taylor screamed
out horasely as the most powerful orgasm of her life erupted like
a volcano. Her vagina spasmed around the root of my cock, and her
cervix clamped down hard on the upper part of my shaft including
the head. Her juices shot out forcefully around our joining,
drenching us in her girl-cum.

The sudden tightness of her cervix was too much for me. "AH! AH!
AAAAARGHHHH!" I howled as the biggest orgasm of my life overtook
me. My vision went grey, and I saw bright colorful lights as my
entire body was engulfed. Shot after shot of cum spurted directly
inside her uterus, painting her womb with my spunk. Deep down
inside, I hoped that she was ovulating so I could get my future
wife pregnant.

We collapsed on the bed, We were both sweating profusely and
gulping for air. My heart was hammering in my chest, and I could
feel Taylor's heart fluttering against my own. I rubbed her
sweaty back all over, gently caressing her naked skin. We stayed
like that until my cock finally deflated and slipped out of her
snatch. Since most of my cum was shot into her uterus, not much
leaked out of her slit.

We retired into a cuddle. Taylor rested her head on my chest. I
inhaled the musky scent of her sweat-drenched hair. It was
intoxicating. I lightly kissed the top of her head. "I hope
you're ovulating," I said.

"I am," she said.

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