Part 2 of Me [F] visiting my much older, former, professor[M] at his apartment. [Long] Part 2

Continuing where I stopped earlier. I actually wrote part 1 two days ago but didn’t post before today, thus already writing part 2. Link to Part 1 here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ebufkl/me_f_visiting_my_much_older_former_professorm_at/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ebufkl/me_f_visiting_my_much_older_former_professorm_at/)

He must had known I was there, just meters away from him because the living room wasn’t huge. I didn’t see this coming. Fearing I’d made a fool of myself somehow, I hesitated but asked “ummm Professor Lee, do you want me to go, I’m sorry I wasn’t aware it is already late” My stomach sunk as I uttered those words, cos I had been so *convinced* there was a mutual attraction between us. Fuck, I was so disappointed. Then, without turning, he said ” I don’t want you to go.”

Oh *damn*, shit shit, I almost couldn’t believe it. But I was frozen, frantically thinking of something, *anything,* to say. I should probably mention, that his English is excellent, and most of our conversation was in English. But, since Korean is a high-context langauge, right there and then it was easier for me to express myself in Korean, because it would allow me to be a little less direct but still with the same intention behind the words, which I think he liked.

He wasn’t looking at me, guess he was feeling the same way as I did. I wanted so badly to just pour out all my feelings and tell him how much I was in love with him, how much I wanted him to take me right there and then. Stepping closer to him, I told him how I felt. That I had been thinking about him every single day since I took his course, how I had again and again dismissed my own feelings as a silly crush or confused admiration. But I couldn’t lie to myself, I had never felt this way about anyone, despite actually knowing very little about him.

I knew it was risky, what if he thought I was completely nuts, or didn’t respect him as my professor. However, his posture seemed to relax more as I talked and there were no where to hide when we stood there face to face. I had felt quite tipsy before, but was better now. His gaze upon me was serious, at the same time his expression was soft. He told me he had thought about me a lot after I graduated, and had been really surprised but happy when I called him, still he had not imagined our meeting would turn out like this. We were almost close enough to kiss, at this point my heart was pounding so hard and my knees felt weak. I almost thought I would faint from the tension and anticipation between us. He must have noticed cos he came closer and he put his arm around me as if to support me. Our lips touched and that was it, I couldn’t resist kissing him any longer. He pulled me close to him as we kissed. *God*, I’ve never felt like that when kissing someone. An electric sensational feeling immediately spread through my body.

We just stood there kissing, the way he held his arms around my waist made me feel so safe and loved, and the scent of him. Wow. I had a few boyfriends and flings over the years, and 1 longer relationship. NONE of the guys I had been with kissed me like that. Kissing for them seemed to be more like foreplay or they would expect something in return. This, was different, it was passionate, sweet, exciting and loving, all at the same time.

I don’t know how long we kissed, but from there the atmosphere was different. I was completely at ease and I knew I wasn’t going home that night. We moved back to the couch, had more wine, we talked about how we both had feelings for each other for quite some time, but were unable to express it. He had been my professor, he is very respected in his field and he had never thought it would come to this. I was resting my head on his shoulder, just listening to him, gently stroking his hand, he kissed my forehead. It was so perfect, and we just sat like that for a for a good half hour. It was just past midnight, so the last bus and subway had already gone. Yay! He kissed me again, holding me tight, I think I could even feel his heart beating, it felt so good to be held like that. My nipples becoming so hard it hurt, my pussy was so wet.

From there we went to his bedroom, without exchanging words but still kissing and our arms wrapped around each other. His bedroom was quite spacious, with one queen size bed , closet and a chest with drawers. Silly me, but when I picked out my blue dress to wear I didn’t think in practical terms cos trust me there is no elegant way to take off that dress. I have to lift it over my head to get it off, which I hadn’t considered when deciding on what to wear. Feeling a little awkward I hesitated, he got my drift and turned off the lights. I stripped down to my underwear, trying to be seductive, but to tell the truth I was a little nervous. I had fantasized and touched myself a lot during the last few months, just dreaming of him. But now, when there was no doubt about what lay ahead, I was so afraid to ruin the mood or seem too immature.

Heck, I didn’t need to be though. Cos Professor took the lead. He kissed me passionatly while I unbuttoned his shirt, and unhooked my bra with ease. (why has every other guy always struggled with that?lol). I was about to unbutton his pants but could hardly focus when he turned his attention to my pink hard nipples, kissing them, slightly teasing with his tongue. It was magical. I have in the past been accused of being too quiet and difficult to read in bed, but now I just couldn’t contain my pleasure. I gasped as he slided his hand down towards my hip and continued to my pussy. My panties were soaked, so he just pulled them down and continued to tease me. I swear, I was so close to coming!

As fast as I could I zipped his pants open and pulled them down. There was a nice bulge under there, I pulled off his briefs/boxers and could finally see his fucking gorgeous dick, already nice and wet. I kissed the tip, licking up all the precum, while stroking my hands up and down the shaft. He responded really well, his breathing getting heavier, while his hands rested lightly on my head. I filled my mouth with his dick, licking all over the head, kissing it, all the while feeling my pussy screaming for his dick. I was really getting into it, and could have kept it up much longer, but he stopped me, saying he would definitely come if we continued. I said it was ok, cos I really enjoyed it, but he pulled me up on my feet and began kissing me again.

This time though he took me to the bed, motioned for me to lay down and we continued to kiss and touch each other. I had never been with someone more than 3 years older than me. So I was surprised at how nice his body was, not too much different than guys I had been with before, just softer in a way. He took his time with me, kissing my nipples, gently biting them, which made me wild. I was breathing so heavy, gasping and shaking when he traced my pussy with his finger, then sliding a finger between the wet lips. He spread my legs and kissed the inside of my thighs, coming closer to my pussy with his lips. I flinched and almost screamed when his tongue touched my pussy. Oh god, he *really* knew how to lick. My legs shaking while his tongue worked its magic inside me. It was incredible, I really couldn’t believe my luck. Even thinking back at it now I just can’t help but smile like an idiot.

I really wanted his dick inside me though, to just feel like being *one* together. I whispered for him to stop, that I would orgasm very soon if he kept it up. He obliged and we went back to kissing, he turned me over on my back. Not stopping kissing me he slowly started pushed his dick inside me, asking if I was ok. I was more than wet enough, but still appreciate that he took his time cos often find the first penetration or thrust painful. Not this time though, I was so ready and had been very close to orgasm before, so I just wanted him to fuck me. I moaned and twitched as he thrusted inside me, the force of his thrust increasing. I could feel warmth spreading inside my pussy, so close, I would not be able to hold back much longer. Through my breathing I managed to say “I’m gonna come.” Hearing that he started thrusting even more forcefully, not changing rythm. It felt like my pussy had a pulse of its own cos the orgasm building up was like no other orgasm I’ve ever had. He must have felt it too, cos he pulled me closer to him, kissing me while still fucking me. My pussy erupted in a long pulsating orgasm. His breading was fast and heavy, judging from how his dick spasmed inside me I could tell he had an incredible orgasm too.

It took me a few moments to catch my breath. He carefully pulled his dick out, cum everywhere but I didn’t care. There was a box of tissues on the night stand but I stopped him. I just had to taste his cum so I gently licked the cum from his dick. Then I went to the bathroom, wrapped in a towel he offered me. After rinsing the cum off in the shower I went back to the bedroom. He had a glass of water ready for me, such a gentleman.<3 Then we both went back to bed, happy and exhausted.

I woke up after a few hours though, hungry. Decided to go to the kitchen to help myself to some fruit. The fruit I had brought with me were kiwis, from Jeju island,. As I ate the sweet juicy fruit, an overwhelming feeling of happiness washed over me. I honestly could not remember the last, if any, time I had felt so completely loved and happy and I hoped he would feel the same. In any case I was grateful to him, cos no one else had shown me such love and pure passion before.

*phew* Everything off my chest, hope y’all enjoy it.
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