Tap. Tap. Tap. I twiddled my pen in my fingers, letting it slap my notebook every few spins. Tap. Tap. Psychology class. Interesting enough, but my professor could be kind of a bore. He wasn’t exactly what one would call “conventionally attractive” either. With his ill-fitting pleated khakis, polo shirts, and glasses, he was properly dorky, but in an adorable-dad sort of way. Ugh, spacing out again. I have no idea what he’s even droning on about. Pavlov and dog spit? Ugh, gross. I watch him awkwardly point at his slides as he goes on. His voice is somewhat nasally. I start to glance him up and down. Suddenly he pivots and makes direct eye contact with me as my eyes make their way down towards his cock. I look up to see him staring directly at me. Fuck! He goes quiet for a second, quickly stuttering to the end of the slide before moving on to the next. I don’t think anyone in my class noticed, but he certainly did. I quickly looked away and pretended nothing had happened. Why was I even staring?! I’ve certainly always wanted to fuck one of my professors, but this one? No way, he seems so innocent.
I continued to tune out his words, slowly turning my gaze back towards checking him out again. He wasn’t bad looking. He had a full head of white hair, a cute little chin, kind of a skinny build. “Alright, does anyone have any questions?” I snapped back to reality. He was looking right at me again, not directly so, but definitely giving me a side-eye. Nobody made a peep. A couple students yawned and quite a few were entrenched in their phones. “Alright, you guys have a good day. I’ll be in my office for the next couple hours if any of you need anything.” Everyone quickly scrambled from their seats and to the door. I made my way as well, making sure I was the last one out. As I was leaving I turned to him and smiled. “I’ll get back to you professor” I said slyly “if i have any…*pressing* questions”. Before he could answer, I quickly walked down the hall, to the bathroom.
I looked at myself in the mirror. I picked an OK outfit for the day. A tight v-neck that showed off my chest and my perky breasts (although they aren’t very big) and my skinny jeans that flattered my pear frame. “I can totally do this,” I muttered to myself. There was something so dirty about fucking someone so seemingly innocent. “Fuck,” I whispered to myself. I ran my hand down my pants, stroking my pussy. Smooth, soaked. I quickly rinsed my hands and left the bathroom. His office was only a few doors to my left. I walked quickly, gripping my bag tightly. I turned to the right into his office, closing the door behind me. He looked up from his papers, surprised. He started to blush once he noticed that it was me. “Oh, Ms. Rivera! Please, sit.” “Oh no need, Dr. Lavita” I said softly “I just have a quick question”. I made my way over to his desk, and bent over, getting close to his face. I whispered into his ear: “Would you like to fuck me?” He gasped audibly “N-n-no there’s a policy agai-”. I quickly grabbed him by his face, turning it towards me and planting my lips against his.
His tongue quickly intertwined with mine feverishly. He pulled me onto his lap nervously and I straddled him. I began kissing his neck as he ran his hands up the back of my shirt. “Oh god” he whispered “you have no idea how long I’ve wanted you. Ever since you walked into my classroom two months ago, all I’ve been thinking about is tasting you.” I giggled a little, pulling back and staring into his eyes. “So why don’t you?” He shoved me off his lap and onto his desk, yanking down my jeans and panties. He got on his knees and wrapped my thighs around his head. I felt his tongue eagerly run across my lips and clit as he tasted every single drop of me. I tried to suppress a moan as he dug his nails into the side of my legs, shoving his tongue deeper into all my crevices. I could already feel myself getting close and began to buck my hips gently. As his tongue danced circles around my clit, I stiffened, and I began to throb as I climaxed. I squealed gently as I dug my nails into his hair and he moaned as he felt my moisture drip into his mouth.
I pushed his head away and tried to regain my composure. He stood up and grabbed me by my neck, kissing me. His tongue tasted like my juices. I grabbed him by his belt, undoing it roughly. He grabbed my hands and pressed them on the table. He pulled his pants down and his cock fell out, throbbing. “Fuck, it’s huge” I accidentally whispered. He began to blush and I giggled. “I-I’m glad you think so” he muttered. I grasped him by his chin and looked deep into his eyes as he stood before me. “Make me like it more” I whispered. He pulled my hips towards the edge of his desk and kissed me, guiding his cock towards my opening before fully thrusting himself deeply inside of me. “OH!” I exclaimed. He put his hand over my mouth and began thrusting slowly. “It’s been a long time” he whispered “you feel so good.” He began to thrust faster and faster. “Where should I-” he began to say, but then he quickly pulled his cock out and moaned gently as he came all over the outside of my pussy. His thick load coated my wet hole so nicely. We sighed heavily as we struggled to catch our breath. I pulled up my jeans and began to fix myself up and he pulled back up his pants. “Well that was fun” I said coyly. “Haha, y-yeah” he replied “sorry if I finished too quickly” he muttered. I grabbed my bag and opened the door. I turned on my way out and smiled “It’s okay” I said “there’s always next week.”
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