“Soon in a large spasm I would be cumming for a long time. He had to lick and eat all of the sweet juices from my pussy. I didn’t let him catch his breath but he had to continue to lick me very, very slow. That licking was very soothing, and I started to relax slowly. A few times a very strong orgasm would drain me out completely. In order to come back, I would eat chocolate and drink while he would continue to kiss and lick me.

“Depending on my mood after a hard orgasm, it took an awful lot of time for me to cum again but sometimes I would feel the same flows of passion after a few short minutes and I would be cumming very hard again. I used to cum a few times during the night under his expert tongue. When I allowed him to lick my ass there were numerous times when I would fall asleep. Believe me it was the best way to get me to sleep.

“One time when I fell asleep he continued to lick me. I had the most beautiful dreams then. When he stopped I woke up. I saw that it was dawn. I moved a little and noticed that he was sleeping with his lips plastered on my ass. I woke him up immediately and ordered him to continue.

“As soon as I felt his tongue licking my ass sweetly and him entering my ass I would fall asleep again. There used to be times when I would wake up in the morning and see him under the sheets with his nose up my ass sleeping soundly. I could never understand how he could sleep and breathe at the same time when both his nose and mouth were up my ass. But there you have it, he would always try to please me.

“Before that even, I used to let him fuck me. Now I don’t, just one time or not once over the entire year so now he lives with the memory of the moments and hovers over me so he could maybe get it again. It would seem I haven’t let him fuck me for more than four years. That’s why he is constantly crazy and running around me. Now it is my practice to piss into his mouth and to watch him swallow my fluids. I can tell you I did just that before coming to visit you. I know that he is home right now thinking about me, faithfully doing all the chores I gave him.

“We are drinking, eating and fooling around right now, and he is working hard hoping to get some pussy when I get back. But it’s not going to happen so he will have to jerk off once or even more times tonight so he could relax enough to fall asleep. Just out of spite, I won’t let him jerk off in front of me. I am going to drive him completely crazy.

“As soon as I get home I will take my clothes off in the bathroom so he can’t look at me and enjoy the view. He will be confused thinking about why I won’t let him at least see me naked. He will get jealous. Then I am going to crawl inside the bedroom leaving him to suffer. I know he will obediently beg me to let him see me naked or to let him kiss my ass, pussy or lick my feet so he could get inspired to jerk off. But all he is going to get is my shirt and panties to smell.

“Later when he will be in full swing I am going to get up and yell at him a lot, totally fucking him up with that. He has to go crazy about me.”

Paul interrupted. “It simply can’t be, professor, that Alice can torture you like that. Alice you are simply playing with us.”

Alice answered. “No I’m not. I like it that way. I am going to tell you that he thinks about me constantly and he keeps making up various, unbelievable things to please me to the max just to get my pussy again. He really knows how to surprise me. Sometimes I walk into the house and he throws rose petals in front of my feet. Everywhere I move he would continue to throw scented rose petals just so I could step over them. One time he took the rose petals from all of the roses in our street. When I come home from work, I am greeted with a set table, cooked meal warm enough I don’t have to blow or wait for it to cool off. He became an expert at evaluating the heat of the meal. He always chooses the best piece of meat for me. He is extra careful to be silent while I have my afternoon nap. As soon as I lie down, he turns off the phone and while I sleep he quietly washes the dishes and cleans up the house. You are still young and have a lot to learn.

“You know how they say ‘you can’t bend old wood.’ I explained to him who is the boss from the beginning and all the things he had to do to keep me satisfied. From the first moment, we met I was clear about who was in command.”

“I was like that with all of the guys I used to date and who were simply crazy about me. Some were kneeling on the street and in front of viewers begged me to forgive them, to have mercy on them and to stay with them.

“At that point, they were ready to do anything I wanted just to please me. I changed a lot of guys. I could do what I wanted to them, like I am doing right now. You know, when we started to have fun, I saw immediately I could do what I wanted with him. When he would suggest we do something I always get so powerful and dominating. I wanted to let him know right away who the boss is. At the moments he wanted my pussy I would simply and determinedly say a short — NO.

“He would freeze completely from that NO. Then he would think of things he could do to change my mind. At the beginning he would push and beg. When he realized I was too tough a nut for him, he tried with nice gestures, hard physical labor, kind words, compliments and such to change my NO into a YES. I admit I was at times pleasantly surprised. But I don’t fall for that stuff anymore. Now he has to do a lot of good things for me to treat him nicely.

“My dears, it is all training. It all depends on how you place yourself from the beginning. I started to train him from the beginning. While we were still dating and visited cafes, I used to adore spitting in his glass and watching him drink the juice. During dinner, I used to spit in his glass about ten times. I simply enjoyed watching him drink that in front of me. He expected for me to be good to him afterward, so that is why he did it. I can tell you that your professor is very talented and capable of giving me all I want in order to get some. I like that and that is why I am still with him. I think it is nice like this.”

At that moment the pizzas arrived. While we ate the hot pizzas the gang continued to drink the red wine. I had already opened the third bottle. Alice was getting pretty warmed up. She wasn’t paying attention to her behavior. She was leaning across the table and showing off her naked tits.

Everyone was completely relaxed, and continued to fool around.

Alice asked me what my pizza was like. “Come on. Feel free to eat and enjoy, then give me a slice from your plate with your hand. Here have some of mine. Enjoy but don’t complain later how you hadn’t tasted my pussy for the last five years. Did you even count how long has it been since you had seen a pussy?”

While she was nibbling her pizza she said, “Hey guys, he complained to me how he hasn’t had my pussy for over 967 days. He counted it precisely.” Then she started to laugh loudly and nearly lost a bite.

“So what, Alice?” they both asked.

“I just don’t want to do it with him. Maybe I will give it to him one day. He could only hope. When she said that, she started to laugh like crazy. Then she patted my knee and said, “You are good to me. I don’t know how many people would last through this fast. You just enjoy hoping. Something will turn up for you maybe tomorrow, maybe in a month, maybe a year. Ha, ha, ha.”

When we finished eating our pizzas, she asked me to open up another bottle. Since the wine got to her pretty good, she continued to joke around at my expense. It was after all her favorite thing to do in front of company.

Paul said, “Seriously Alice. The professor is a great guy, and you are really one hell of a woman. What are you doing to him? I can see you humiliating and torturing him in various ways.”