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THE PROFESSOR
The way he looks at you when you talk—like each word you utter is the most interesting or intriguing things he’s heard—and the fact that he treats each student that way—that’s one of the sexiest things about him. One of, I said.
One day in class I just decided not to fight it anymore and I spent the full 75 minutes imagining all the scenarios where I could be alone with him in a place where I could make my move. I had come up with several promising place and after class that day I decided that the parking lot after next Friday’s evening class would be the best.
FRIDAY
Hardly anyone was in the parking lot where staff parked and those who were there wouldn’t be sober enough to know. The Friday evening classes went to the old, tenured and boozed up professors that let most of their work be done by TA’s and passed every student. The other type to teach on Friday evenings were the young, new-to-the-field professors who had no say over the time slots they received. That Friday I waited outside his 7-9pm lecture wearing a tight white sundress that was painted on my porcelain-like skin. My DDD chest heaved up and down as I grew nervous and excited, pacing the walkway behind the auditorium where lecture was held. It was summer, it was only just getting dark, my cleavage and lower back had gotten dewy from the setting sun. My hair was in loose waves and fell down my back to the top of my butt. At 9:00 on the nose, the door swung open and a slow stream of college students trickled out into the sticky evening air. They silently waved goodbye to one another and after a few minutes (that felt like eternity), he came out, locking the big metal doors behind him, dropping his keys into his right pocket. He walked slowly towards the staff lot while turning his phone back on and placing it in his bag. Just as I wondered if I was crazy for attempting to seduce my professor, I felt myself grow warm between my thighs… so I went for it. I stepped out in front of him, my back to his face, and dropped my keys. He picked them up, spun them on his pointer finger and said, “can’t get anywhere without these.” I turned around. There was a moment of recognition in his eyes as he saw me. Smiling I said, “Thanks but I dont really have anywhere to go but home… but I guess home is better than a parking lot.” He smiled at me and held the keys out. I grabbed them, dragging my finger across his as I did it. “Well a parking lot isn’t a fun place for a young woman,” he said, continuing to walk, as we now walked side by side towards a sprinkle of lonely cars. I looked over at him. Our eyes met for what he immediately said felt like forever. I felt my inner thighs tingle and goosebumps crawled across my chest. I knew there would be no “big moment” where the signal to attack my prey would be directly announced or invited. I knew if I wanted him—if I really needed to feel him fill my entire body with his rock hard dick then I had to be the confident aggressor, and I had to give him little time to do anything to react. We passed by my car (which was conveniently parked in the staff lot) and I quickly stepped in front of him and briskly paced him backwards to my car as I pushed him back by his belt buckle. His back bumped my car and I leaned down, opened the door, and pushed him in the back passenger seat.
ITS ON
I straddled him, leaned down and said, “I’m about to cream my panties at the thought of you being inside my little wet pussy.” He flipped me over onto my back and drug his big erection across my entire body as he locked the door behind my head. I reached down and unzipped his pants and with some hip movement from him, his pants were down past his ass. I wrapped my soft hand around his massive, throbbing dick. He moaned quietly and desperately to himself as I began to slide my hand down his stiff shaft to his full, swollen balls. I licked his ear and whispered, “unload these into me…now.” He said, “are you sure?” And to show him I was, I reached down and put the head of his cock against my pussy lips, so he could feel how wet and puckered I was down there. “No panties,” he panted softly, now trying to breathe slowly. I could feel drops of pre-cum leaking onto my clit. “Sometimes I sit in the back of lecture and drag my pencil down my crotch, against my clit, and watch you… pretending its your finger.” I could feel the seat beneath grow wet from our juices and we hadn’t even started yet! He pushed quickly and deeply inside me, so deep that I could feel his dick push up into my stomach. He thrusted in me repeatedly and somehow managed to grow harder with each thrust. “It feels like niagra falls down there, doesn’t it?” I asked, digging my nails into his ass and pulling his cock inside me faster and faster. “I’ve never been this hard until now, until I felt how turned on you are,” he moaned loudly and said something else but my brain went fuzzy and my vision grew blurry. I felt him squeeze my fat titties as he thrusted inside me and my thighs began their instinctive shiver. A quiver ran down my neck to my sopping wet privates. I felt my heart rate sky rocket. I said words—did I warn him fully or just use the generic “I’m going to cum” wanting? It was true, I was going to cum, but did I leave out the part where I felt the immense pressure building and I was about to have a massive g-spot squirting orgasm? “I’m…I’m…I’m…” is all I could utter as I humped his dick as fast as I could, all while he pumped into me with the same rhythm. “Oh wow,” he said, “oh wow,” he moaned again, and he knew what had happened but before he could mention it his cock started throbbing inside of me, shooting long strings of hot cum inside my wet gap.I had squirted all over us both and was now also leaking his cum as I lay there, shaking under his sweaty body. My nipples were rock hard. I had fucked my hot professor and it made me squirt on him. He sat up, his dick still inside me, and said, “I have to have you again.” I smiled, getting turned on again by hearing his voice talk to me in such a naughty way. “What days work for you?’ I asked, doing kegels on his dick inside me. He smiled. “Every day of the week.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8j6i59/fucking_my_professor_mf