I [28F] was 26 when this happened, and pretty much looked the same then as I do now – a pale bbw with big natural tits. There are pictures on my profile.
I had just started grad school, studying something I already had a decent amount of experience in. This one professor used to really rub me the wrong way, as I found him so patronising. I always ended up debating with him in seminars, and hated the fact that I would always be wet afterwards. He was about six feet tall, with a kinda chubby-but-previously-muscular body, and balding. I think he was about 60. He was SO arrogant and misogynistic, which I really hated. And yet, I can’t deny that it turned me on when he criticised me and raised his voice. I found myself wearing lower necklines to his classes.
I was going through a bit of a weird time in my life, so my attendance at school wasn’t great. We were only allowed three absences for each subject’s seminar, and I accidentally missed a fourth class with this professor. I obviously didn’t want to fail, so I emailed him and asked if there was anything I could do to get the absence removed. I made sure to emphasise the fact that I was willing to do literally anything to pass the class. He asked me to come to his office the following evening. Up until this point, nothing untoward had happened. But I did think it was a little weird that he asked me to meet him at 7pm, so I decided to wear some sexy lingerie and a tiny black dress under my coat. I’m glad I did.
I arrived at his office at 7pm sharp the next night, with a red lip and what I hoped was “fuck me” hair. He ushered me in and read me the riot act – basically I had missed too many classes, and unless I was willing to “go the extra mile” I would fail. He made the most intense eye contact I have ever experienced as he said this so I decided to slowly unzip my coat and spread my legs apart. My big tits were spilling out of my dress, and I was certain there was a wet patch on my red panties by this point. I told him I would be more than happy to go the extra mile, and after what felt like a million years of sexually charged silence, he got up and locked the door, and then asked me to go on my knees.
I took off my coat and kneeled on the floor, legs slightly parted. He took out his cock – it was about six inches, veiny, and thick. He was hard already, which caused a fresh wave of wetness in my pussy. I tried to start tentatively, but he grabbed the sides of my head and started fucking my face. Slowly at first, while saying some of the most degrading things I’d ever heard (at that point ?). He called me a pathetic slut, a fat whore, and (my personal favourite) his personal cum dumpster. A man had never spoken like that to me before. I wanted to feel shocked and angry, but that day I discovered a new kink because it drove me crazy with lust.
He could sense my enthusiasm and started to push his dick in my mouth further and faster. I was dribbling all over my tits, which had fallen out of my dress by now. My professor grabbed at them, slapping them and pinching my nipples.
And just as fast as it had started, it was over – he pulled his cock out of my mouth without warning, and came all over my face and tits. I knelt there in the floor, sticky and in slight disbelief at what had just happened. He took his phone out of his pocket, and took a picture of me that I haven’t ever seen.
He pulled me to my feet and told me clean myself up. He said that he would remove my absence under two conditions – I wasn’t absent again, and I would come to his office at the same time every week for some “extra tuition”. I enthusiastically agreed, and thus begun a very sordid affair of me sucking and fucking in his office, and eventually becoming somewhat of a sex slave to him and his wife. More stories to come about this.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mt1a70/fm_i_sucked_my_professor_off_for_a_favour_and
So very hot ?
Damn….I wish I was your professor ?
HOT???
And his wife… The mystery deepens.
So hot. Would love to hear more of your stories
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