Taking cock next to the faculty offices, I tried so hard to be a good girl as my professors walked by [MF]

I’ve been seeing Levi for a while now. He’s a big guy: over a foot taller than I am, and a former athlete. Long hair, scratchy facial hair, beautiful smile. Tooootal babe, and that’s just his appearance; his awesome personality would be a whole post on its own. I’m getting sidetracked just thinking about it, but I came here to write about hot and slutty sex so that’s what I’m going to do. As a side note: I feel very safe with Levi, and this experience followed a conversation about wanting to explore free use.

Levi and I are both students at the same university; study space is limited in *all* of our campus buildings (terrible designs and over-capacity), and as students we’re always perpetually roaming for open spots. There’s a conference room right outside my department’s faculty offices; the conference room has huge floor-to-ceiling windows facing the hall, and while the glass is frosted along the middle, it isn’t at the bottom or top. (This will be important later.) People often walk right in looking for a study space or meeting place, because the doors are permanently unlocked. And that’s exactly what I was doing, looking for a free study space after class, when I opened the door and found Levi sitting there with his stuff sprawled out around him. It had been a few days since we’d seen each other, and I brought my books in to join him. Of course the studying only lasted for a few minutes at best; once I gave him a kiss, how could I resist giving him several more? And once we started kissing, wasn’t it just easier to sit in his lap rather than in my own chair?

Levi’s stubble scratched my face, hot hot hot, and I straddled him as we made out. He pulled me closer, peppering my neck with trails of hot kisses until my breath hitched in his ear. My neck is a game-changer; once he starts giving it attention I’m a wet, shaky mess. I turned around in his lap, exposing the back of my neck so Levi could wrap his arms around me and kiss it, too. He nibbled and sucked the skin there, sometimes gently and sometimes roughly enough to make my heart race. I always feel a mix of excitement and shame at having hickies; they’re annoying in that they last foreverrr, but also such an obvious signal to the world that I’m someone’s plaything and slut. It killed me not knowing if Levi was leaving visible marks, if I’d have to go home with my neck uncovered, and the thought of that made me so fucking wet. I covered my mouth with one hand so no one would hear me whimper as they walked by.

That’s the thing – there were so many people walking by! And because it’s a very small department, I could recognize my professors by their shoes or their gait, and I knew if they opened the door they’d recognize me instantly. Every time someone stepped out of the faculty offices, they’d turn right to head to the bathrooms or stairs; all they had to do was turn left and open the door to the conference room, although let’s be honest. Even though the lights were off inside, someone just had to look closely through the glass from a distance to know something was up.

It wasn’t that late at night, and the floor was still full of people, so when Levi stopped kissing the back of my neck I didn’t expect us to go any further. And, when he unbuttoned my jeans with one hand, I thought it was so he could have a better look of my ass – his favorite. He slid my jeans down slightly and squeezed my ass cheeks.

Then I heard the sound of Levi fumbling with his shorts.

Oh my god, he was going to fuck me like this. I barely had time to register my excitement before I felt his cock grazing the lips of my pussy. In that moment, was I thinking? Not really about anything except for Levi, and the feeling of his cock as he guided it inside me. To be honest, my mind was still a few seconds behind, and reality didn’t hit until Levi had slowly stretched my pussy balls-deep. He rocked his hips slightly and I moaned.

Like I said, Levi’s a big guy, dominant, and when he fucks me all I can do is spread my legs wider and take it. We both know that there’s nothing else I can do, and he loves putting me in that position just as much as I love *being* in that position. I’ve tried fighting him off (playfully), or wrestling my way out of his grip. He humors me sometimes. (Last week, I was pinned under him and complaining about not wanting to listen to a certain type of music; I tried to wrestle him so I could change the song. I ended up like a pretzel, twisted into a hot and humiliating position while Levi’s fingers rammed in and out of my soaking wet pussy, and I laugh-sob-protested into the sheets, unable to move. Levi forced me to listen to the whole song that way, defeated.) When Levi fucks me I feel helpless, and I love it; all I want to do is be a good girl for him. So I knew that, regardless of our location or the people walking by, if Levi fucked me I was going to take it. I was going to bounce and grind on his cock until he filled me with cum, and if I didn’t want to get caught I’d have to choke on all those grunts and moans, or he’d have to choke me himself.

Levi’s cock felt so, so deliriously good rubbing against the walls of my pussy. (I had to take a break writing this to make myself cum. Damn.) As his rocking turned to thrusts, and then to pounding, I arched my back and tried not to let a single sound escape. I remember looking at the shoes walking by, hearing the doors open and close, wondering whose office shared the same wall as the conference room. Could they hear? Was the chair squeaking too loudly? Would someone walk in? I felt like I should care more, but also…Levi felt really, really good inside me, and I wanted him to fuck me harder. My skin felt electric, and gradually I became aware of how loud and desperate my breathing was as Levi hit all the right places. Regardless of whether we’d get caught or not, I needed this. After a few minutes that felt like forever, Levi slowed.

“Bathroom?” he asked, and I climbed off on wobbly legs and just nodded dumbly. We adjusted our clothes, checked to see if anyone was down the hall, and made a break for the unisex bathroom. Now, I didn’t see anyone on the way, but I’m sure someone saw us. We were both panting and shiny with sweat.

The unisex bathroom was empty, thank god because I couldn’t wait any longer. We locked ourselves in, kissed, and then Levi turned me around. I slid off my jeans and thong while he stripped, and then he pushed me against the sink. I love having sex in front of mirrors, and I watched as he lined his cock up with my pussy. I watched the dick drunk expression on my face as he impaled me, I watched the muscles in his chest and arms flex as he fucked me, I watched the hair fall into his face, I watched him smile at me, and I smiled back. Ugh, total babe!! I love watching us fuck. Also, no hickies this time (I checked, mid-fuck).

There’s a liiiiiittle bit of a height difference between us (honestly, it seems to grow every time I see him, I just feel shorter and he feels taller), so I crawled up onto the sink to help him out. It felt a little bit like an out of body experience, looking down at the faucet, my hands, the countertop, as Levi started pounding my pussy. He bumped me a little too forcefully against the glass, and rubbed my forehead to apologize; we both laughed and I braced my hands against the mirror. I haven’t ever cum from sex, but as I relaxed and let the sensations wash over me, I felt warmth radiate through me in ways I hadn’t before.

Outside, I could hear people walking into the women’s bathroom next door, and I knew they could sound the loud, rhythmic echo of Levi’s balls slapping against me. I turned on the sink, hoping the faucet would muffle some of the sound, but I was too far gone to care that much. Levi grabbed my hips and fucked harder; I knew he was going to cum, and I whimpered in expectation, grinding my ass against him.

Levi pulled me close as he came; he always stays inside me for a while after, rocking and slowly thrusting before sliding out. That’s when I feel his cum, sticky and dripping out of me; I like to touch myself after, to smell his cum on my fingers. It’s also fun to try and see how many fingers I can fit in myself after sex, but sadly I’ve never been able to fist myself because of the angle. (The last time I tried this, he had just run out of hand soap and my hand felt sticky for hours. Hot? You decide.)

Levi and I helped each other clean up, and I wiped the sweat off his back and chest with a handful of paper towels. He probably thinks I am trying to be sweet, but maybe it’s just an excuse for me to touch him more, and kiss his arms and back. Anyways, this happened a week or so ago and I still think about it alllllllllll the time.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9g9089/taking_cock_next_to_the_faculty_offices_i_tried

3 comments on “Taking cock next to the faculty offices, I tried so hard to be a good girl as my professors walked by [MF]

  1. Really hot encounter! It was exciting that you expected him to cum in you and you know exactly when he does it every time!

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