The Traveler Pt. 02

This is the second installment of a multi-part series featuring Jake Rogers, a well hung Army vet and domineering lover who works as a "traveler", an ER nurse living out of an Airmstream trailer while doing three month hospital stints. Per usual, all characters are fictitious and of legal age.

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"Okay, let's do 'Wagon Wheel' in G," a guy playing mandolin called out as he started up the song, "Headed down south to the land of the pine, I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline, starin' up the road, pray to God I see headlights."

Like most everyone in the room, Jake had played this classic song countless times and strummed along on his guitar, adding in some extra licks to spice things up before joining in with a low harmony on the chorus, "Rock me mama like a wagon wheel, Rock me mama any way you feel, hey, hey, mama rock me."

Sitting next to Jake in the back room of the coffee shop was a pretty woman about his age with wavy should length brown hair and glasses who was intently watching his hands as he played. A less skilled guitar player than he, she'd made it a point to sit by Jake so she could follow along. But the fact that he was tall, chiseled and handsome also wasn't lost on her.

She was a visiting professor at the college there in Colorado Springs. And though she'd met some interesting people at the school, she hadn't been laid in over a month; a record for her. So after meeting Jake at the previous week's gathering, she was hoping he might give her more than just some guitar pointers.

Deciding to make her move when everyone was packing up at the end of the session, she approached Jake and asked, "Hey cowboy, can I buy you a beer?"

There was a bar down the street where some of the players gathered post jam. So after finding a high top in a back corner, Jake grabbed a couple of beers and shots and then he and the professor proceeded to get acquainted. She learned he was a traveling ER nurse and an Army vet, working at the local hospital on a three month contract and living in his Airstream parked on a ranch outside of town. And he discovered she was an art history scholar doing a yearlong professor exchange between her school back east and the local college.

After a couple rounds of drinks the professor had moved her stool close to Jake's and made clear that she was his and ready to rumble. So deciding to move things along, Jake took her hand and put it on his crotch, letting her feel the length and breadth of what she was in for.

"I'm ready to go back to your place and unleash this big fella," he said, "But there's a few things you need to know. First off, as you can tell, I'm really hung. So I'll probably be the biggest guy you've ever been with, and you'll get stretched a bit. Secondly, when we fuck, it'll probably get pretty wild, and I may ask you to do things you've never done before. But I won't hurt you, and you can use a safe word and tap out at any time."

"And the last thing," he continued, "I'll be in charge."

The professor had never been with a man as candid as this. But she liked it, and was willing to play by his rules. And as she continued to grope the python in his jeans, she couldn't wait to get her lips wrapped around his thick shaft.

"Okay, I've got it, and I'm all in," she said, giving him a lusty smile as she slid off of her chair and motioned towards the door, "So let's go!"

However, when she stood up it became clear, given what she'd had to drink, that her getting behind the wheel of her car and driving home was a bad idea, so she accepted Jake's offer for a ride. And before he'd even started up his truck, she was leaning over and kissing his neck and gripping his growing bulge.

Though she was a forthright woman, throwing herself at a guy in this way wasn't the professor's usual behavior. But there was something about Jake that got her really stirred up. Sure, he had the looks and easy charm that women drooled over. And the meat he was packing promised to be extraordinary. But it was his funny, sincere manner that had won her. As they'd talked at the bar, he'd been genuinely interested in her work. He'd asked about her family and upbringing, and about her research work. And he'd listened, which few people did, especially in the competitive, self-centered world of academia.

With her pretty face and shapely figure, she was a confident woman. Though thanks to her looks and intellect, she could be intimidating to some guys. But not Jake. Despite being a tall cowboy hunk with a laconic western drawl, he was no dummy. Not by a long shot.

The college had set her up in a furnished bungalow on campus they kept for visiting professors. And though she was anxious to get Jake inside and naked, it was an early spring evening and he stopped to admire the buds on the trees in the front yard, saying their names like they were old friends. And then he bent down and examined some crocus flowers just starting to pop up.

But when they finally got inside, the professor learned what he'd meant about his being in charge. Because after kicking off his boots he said, "I'll fix us a drink and you go in the bedroom and light some candles," and then he strode into the kitchen and checked out her liquor options.

Carrying two glasses of bourbon, he soon joined the professor in the bedroom as she lit the last candle left behind by the bungalow's previous tenant. Then leaning against the door frame he said, "Now undress for me."

Standing next to the bed, the professor did as he asked, though now feeling oddly shy about disrobing for the man she'd been all over only minutes before.

But with a demure look she undid her pants and slipped them off, and did the same with her blouse. Then standing before him in her lacy white bra and panties, she gave him a "What next?" shrug.

Starting to unbutton his shirt, Jake made a "keep going" motion with his hand. So she unclasped her bra and tossed it aside, freeing her lovely C cup tits to droop sexily onto her chest.

"Nice," he said softly as he admired her breasts with their big brown areolas and wide nipples. Tossing the shirt aside, exposing his hairy muscular chest and rippled abdomen, he gave her a "keep going" nod, so she slipped off her panties, revealing the light brown thatch that covered her pussy.

Nodding with approval at her naked body, Jake undid his jeans and slid them off. And once stripped down to just his BVD's, the professor got a better view of what she'd been groping. The outlined bulge of his huge cock stretched the front of his briefs like a python stuffed in a sack, and she gave an involuntary moan, "Oh, wow!"

"Come here and take it out," Jake commanded in a soft but firm voice. And she responded, getting down on her knees, stroking and kissing his cock through his briefs before grabbing the waistband and easing them down over his ripped organ.

As she did, his partially erect phallus swung out like a third arm, long and thick with a big helmet head that made his tool look like some kind of medieval weapon. As he kicked off his briefs, she grabbed and ogled his wondrous member before running her tongue up and down its shaft, then stretching her mouth over its head.

"Yeah, that's right, uh huh," Jake whispered as she took more of his growing meat into her mouth. "Now spit on it. Yeah, again."

With his saliva covered cock gleaming in the candlelight, the professor continued her oral reconnaissance of his girthy marvel as it continued to stretch and swell. It was by far the biggest cock she'd ever encountered, and rivaled those of some hung porn stars whose videos she'd rubbed off to. Working it into her stretched maw, she realized how women could become big cock whores. She was only nominally religious, but Jake's golden phallus was definitely an altar where she could worship.

As the professor reverently sucked on his tool, Jake held her head and shoved his cock deeper into her throat until her gag reflex kicked in and she pulled off, looking up at him submissively, ready to do whatever he asked.

On the drive over, she'd told him her safe word was "Apple", in reference to the biblical forbidden fruit. And he'd reached into the truck's glove box and pulled out a zippered travel pouch containing lube, condoms and a bottle of "morning after" pills. He told her his preference was to go unsheathed, but he'd wear a condom if needed. So having already dispensed with those details, it was game on.

"Now wrap your sweet tits around my cock," Jake instructed, admiring her fleshy rack from above as she pushed her breasts together and made a soft bun for his meat. Moving his hips, he slid his enveloped cock back and forth in her cleavage. Intuiting his next demand, the professor dropped more saliva into her tit's crevasse, adding a viscous condiment to their pig in a blanket.

Bobbing her mouth on his cock's head each time it appeared, she slurped and sucked until Jake said, "Alright professor, now go lie back on the bed and spread your legs," Hoping this meant he was going to mount her and stretch her inflamed pussy with his huge cock, the professor did as he asked. But as she positioned herself on the bed, he just leaned back against the door frame and slowly stroked his slick beast.

"Show me how you touch yourself when you masturbate," was his next demand. And though she longed to have him inside her, she slid her hand into her pussy. "Yeah, that's right, don't be shy," he continued, "Really rub one out for me. Uh huh, yeah, that's so fucking hot. Blood's rushing to your pussy and your labia's gettin' all puffed up and red. So sexy, baby. So sexy!"

As she rubbed her twat and responded to his coaching, the professor got fully into it, alternately closing her eyes and savoring the moment, and then opening them to watch as Jake continued slowly stroking his shaft; his eyes fixed on hers as she performed her most private of acts

When Jake decided her pussy was sufficiently juiced for what he next had in mind, he moved onto the bed and put his hand in her crotch and slid his thumb into her pussy. Opening her eyes wide and gasping in surprise, the professor then moaned in delight at now having Jake engaged in the action. But she gasped again when he worked his thumb deeper into her cunt and then gripped her crotch and shoved his middle finger into her asshole.

"Oh, god!" she yelped, unused to being handled in this way. But Lute's handiwork coupled with her own clit rubbing soon had her on the verge of an orgasm. Sensing she was close to the edge, Jake increased his hand fucking and manipulated her nether regions at a rapid pace until her pussy juices began splashing as she climaxed.

"Oh, fuck! Fuck yeah!" she screamed as she unleashed the orgasm that had been building in her ever since she'd first groped his cock back at the bar, "Oh, god, yes! Yes!"

If this had been one of her usual self-pleasuring sessions, she would have removed her hand and laid back on the bed with a deep satisfied sigh after she came. But Jake was having none of that, and he kept working her over with his hand while she did the same with her fingers until she reeled into another orgasm of equal proportion to the first.

"My god, Jake, my god!" she wailed as her cunt continued surging juices until he finally pulled out his hand and grabbed the lube he'd placed on the bedside table. Quickly applying a dollop to his cock and rubbing it on before maneuvering into a missionary position, Jake said in a husky whisper, "I'm gonna' fuck you now, professor."

"Oh yes, please, yes!" she whimpered, still reeling through her orgasm as he gripped his shaft and rubbed its head across her pussy, and then slowly began sliding it into her gushing cunt.

Though Jake had done his best to get her pussy prepped for his huge member, it was still a tight fit. But after shoving his rod in deeper and pumping in and out a few times, the professor's cunt relaxed and expanded and it wasn't long before he was fucking her with the same velocity as he'd previously done with his hand.

"Grab your knees and take it all," Jake demanded as he drove his cock in and out, their bodies slapping together with each plunge. Raising her legs and grabbing her knees as directed, the professor soon felt his cock ramming against her cervix.

"Oh, you're in so deep, lover, so deep!" she wailed, amazed at the athletic ferocity of his lovemaking.

Gripping her hips with both hands while she raised them to meet each thrust, Jake continued his carnal assault while barking orders, "Now grab your tits and suck on 'em. That's right, yeah, that's right!"

"Squeeze your nipples real tight. Harder! Yeah, just like that. Mmmmm, yeah! Now scream for me! Scream for me!"

The professor had been grunting and moaning like a bitch in heat, so screaming came easily, "Oh god baby, yes!" she screamed, "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

If any of her other lovers had plowed her like this, they would've already launched their loads. But not Jake. He was just getting warmed up.

"Now get on top so I can suck those big tits," he said as he quickly turned them both over and positioned her astride his torso and then pulled her down and shoved his face into her cleavage and began mouthing her luscious boobs, "Mmm... so nice. So nice!"

Grinding on his cock while he sucked her tits with a lusty zeal, the professor marveled at how she was so fully possessed by him. Wrapped in his strong arms with his cock deep in her vagina and his mouth circling her breasts, she was overwhelmed by his all-encompassing virility. And it was then that she came again, writhing atop his cock and gushing another slurry of juices.

"Oh, baby, oh my god, my god!" she wailed in disbelief as she shoved her face onto his and kissed him hard and deep. Sucking on his tongue and gasping for air as her body shuddered and heaved, she cried, "My god Jake! Oh, my god!"

He'd warned her that things would probably get wild, though she hadn't imagined anything like this. But she was grateful she had a light schedule the next day, because just then he sat up and flipped her onto her side. And after reaching over for more lube he announced, "Now I'm gonna' take your ass, professor. It'll be tight at first, and if it's too much, you can tap out. But damn you've got a fine ass!"

Since meeting Jake at their previous week's jam session, she'd fantasized about fucking him and suspected he was hung. But anal sex wasn't part of that fantasy scenario. So as he shoved his fingers into her sphincter and lubed it up, she began to discover what she'd been missing.

"Yeah, such a perfectly fuckable ass," Jake said under his breath, propped up behind her on his side and easing the head of his cock into her anus as he spread apart her butt cheeks. "Now take it, baby, yeah, spread 'em for me!"

One of her old boyfriends had been especially fond of anal sex, and she'd occasionally indulged him. But his cock had been an ordinary size, and though she hadn't loved getting her bum reamed, it had been a pleasant enough experience, especially when she used a vibrator on her pussy while he fucked her bum.

But having Jake's huge organ jammed up her rear chute was an altogether different experience. It was uncomfortable at first, bordering on painful, but as her sphincter stretched to accommodate his beast, it became nastily exciting. She felt like such a bad girl having him take her this way, and she shoved her hips back to bring his rapacious sword even deeper into her anal scabbard.

"Oh, god, yes! Do me! Do me!" she moaned as his grip on her hips tightened and he drove his cock hard and deep into her cramped canal. As he did, she shoved her hand into her pussy and twirled her fingers on her clit until she was gasping and grunting through another orgasm.

"What are you doing to me! Goddamn!" she screamed, incredulous at what was happening, muffling her face in her arm for fear of rousing the neighbors, "What the fucking hell?!"

If she'd felt nasty before, she now was cumming and writhing on his embedded cock like an absolute slut, sweating and gasping for air.

Since she'd told him earlier that she was on the pill, Jake considered his choices, figuring it was about time to blast his load. Deciding he'd like to fill her pussy and then decorate her face and tits with his jism, he pulled his cock from her ass and turned her over.

Looking up at him with her beautiful brown eyes and sweat-matted hair, Jake pushed her legs apart and shoved his cock back in her cunt. Then leaning down for some deep open mouth kisses, they began fucking. At first it was slow and sensual, but the pace gradually increased until their sweaty bodies were again slapping together as he inched towards his own roiling orgasm.

"Give it to me, baby! Give it to me!" the professor moaned as she watched Jake's face grimace and tighten, "I want it! God, yes, I want it!" And though she expected his load would be exceptional, she wasn't prepared for the seminal onslaught that started when he grunted "Oh, yeah, yeah!" and then blasted two huge loads of cum in her pussy.

"Oh, fuck, yeah, give it to me!" she screamed as her overwhelmed cunt gushed his seed, "Yeah, baby, yeah!"

But just when she thought that might be the end of it, Jake pulled out and grabbed his shaft and sprayed his next round onto her tits. Then shifting up to her head and open mouth, he blasted a load into her maw. And as she gulped what she could, he released another round until cum was running down her chin like an overfilled milk glass.

With Jake's oozing cock still in her mouth, the professor felt like a voracious cum slut as she sucked and gulped and ran her hands over her body and face, spreading his jizz like a fine lotion, moaning and writhing as she did, now fully initiated into the Jake Rogers holy order of big cock whores.

But to her surprise as she sucked him off, Jake remained hard and was apparently not yet finished. Because just when she thought they were going to ease into some post-coital snuggling, he moved down and shoved his cock back into her cum-filled pussy and they continued fucking.

To the professor, the fact that he remained hard was in itself noteworthy. But when after a few more minutes of aggressive railing he blasted another load inside her, she was astounded. And further, while he filled her with his cum, he rubbed her clit and brought her to another wailing climax while he continued working his cock in and out of her spent pussy while she squirmed and moaned.

Looking down on his lover as she reveled in the sperm that covered her body and gushed from her pussy, Jake knew he'd sleep well that night. He'd tried any number of remedies to help ease the PTSD symptoms that had been tormenting him since his Army tours in Afghanistan. But he'd discovered that having a few drinks, followed by this kind of full-tilt fucking, was the only sure-fire way for him to make it through the night without any demonic visitations.

As for the professor, she was already plotting how to get this hunk of a man back in her bed for the duration of her time at the college. She knew that too much of her life had been spent in cerebral pursuits, and submitting herself to Jake and such nights of unbridled sex were just what she needed. He was an incredible lover with an astonishing endurance, and she'd never been so completely and thoroughly fucked. And with a PhD of her own, she knew he was just what the doctor had ordered.

Since neither Jake or the professor had commitments until the following afternoon, they resumed their lovemaking in the morning and then ended with a final midday tryst in the shower as Jake planted the professor against the tiled wall and took her from behind, blasting one last load into her swollen pussy for good measure.