[Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oj6mt9/the_locker_room_mf_ds/)
[Part 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ojv262/after_class_mf_ds_oc/)
[Part 3](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/olju2k/in_the_library_ff_ds_oc/)
[Part 4](https://fm.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/os9z7f/alys_next_lesson_mf_ds/)
I had to sneak Aly into my office. A colleague tried to stop me to discuss something mundane on the way–so I was a bit brusque with him. But, Aly was in her wrinkled skirt and had a rather obvious stain on her crop top–from my cum. She probably smelled of it too. So, I quickly directed her into my office and closed the door.
“I have a meeting with Ella shortly, and you’re going to be a good girl and wait while I talk with her.” Aly looked at me with her dark, almond eyes and nodded astutely. She was looking more submissive than ever. The power I felt over her was intoxicating. “Bend over,” I said.
“Yes, Professor.” Aly placed her hands on my desk and bent over, pushing her ass towards me. I pulled her wrinkled skirt up to reveal her plump, pale ass. Though, it was looking rather red from my abuse just moments ago. I couldn’t help myself–I squeezed it with my hand, wrapping my entire palm around her left cheek. Then–smack. And, again, smack. Aly flinched, but bit her lip, keeping quiet. She knew it might not be wise to cry out right now. My cock was throbbing. I was ready to fuck her again, but I didn’t have time. I opened my desk drawer.
“I have a present for you,” I said as I pulled out a fresh, shining butt plug. It had a purple jewel on its base. “Have you played with a plug before?”
Aly blushed and looked away. I chuckled, “I knew it.” I had a small bottle of lube in my desk too. I put a few drops on my fingers and then began massaging Aly’s ass, slowly opening it up. “That’s a good girl, let me in.” I pushed a finger into Aly’s ass. She let out the smallest little squeak. It was cute, actually. I pulled my finger out and spread some lube on the plug, then slowly worked it inside Aly’s ass. Once inside, I pushed, prodded and slowly twisted the plug. I could tell it was making her wet.
I unzipped Aly’s skirt and slid it off. Then, I spun her to face me and took her crop top off, revealing her big, gorgeous tits. Now, she was completely nude, leaning against my desk. “Put your hair up.” Aly quickly complied, using the scrunchie on her wrist to put her wavy, dark hair in a loose ponytail.
I pulled out another surprise–a purple ballgag. “It matches your plug,” I said with a smile. I carefully put the gag in place, buckling it behind her head. Aly turned around to face me–her pink lips bulging around the gag. “Now you’re really starting to look like you belong to me. But, we’re not quite finished. We’re going to have some fun while I meet with Ella.” I pulled out a small, remote-controlled vibrator. Aly’s pussy was already thoroughly wet, so it slid inside easily. I raised the remote for Aly to see, “You’re going to have to be very good and very quiet. Understand?” Aly nodded eagerly.
“Just one last thing, to keep you from getting too wild.” I took out a pair of padded handcuffs and placed them around Aly’s wrists–her arms in front, pushing her tits together, rather than behind her back. “Good. Now, under my desk.” My desk was a large, enclosed L-shape, facing the office door. So, there was no worry that Ella would be able to see Aly when she came in and sat across from me. It was roomy underneath, with plenty of room for Aly to wiggle around–though, I can’t imagine she enjoyed the feeling of the cold tile against her bare ass. I turned on a nearby fan too, to provide white noise just in case the vibrator turned out to be a bit louder than I expected.
Just then there was a knock on the door. “Come in.” Ella walked in.
“Hi, Professor,” Ella said cheerfully. She had her long, wavy blonde hair down today. She was wearing a tight, half-button blouse. Ella’s tits were much smaller than Aly’s, but they were perky and looked great in tight tops. She was wearing a simple pair of jeans–very generous to her voluptuous ass. I’ve had to hide my stares several times when gazing at her in yoga pants, jeans, or–on especially good days–a tight pair of cotton shorts.
Ella sat down and we began discussing her recent paper. I nonchalantly pressed the lowest setting on the remote. I caught a sudden start from Aly below my desk in the corner of my eye. She was sitting side-saddle and looking up at me. She looked so good with her sweet lips wrapped around her new ballgag. I slowly increased the intensity of the vibrations as Ella and I continued chatting. This particular vibrator also had alternate vibration pattern settings, so I was enjoying regularly (and unpredictably) switching the pattern to keep Aly on her toes.
There was a pause when Ella reached down to rummage through her backpack. I took this brief moment to quietly unzip my pants and pull my now-bulging cock out. My desk was deep enough to hide my waist, so I wasn’t concerned about Ella noticing anything untoward. With one hand gripping the base of my cock, my other quickly grabbed Aly by the hair and had her crawl closer to me. I directed her to sit between my legs, kneeling with her chin on the edge of my chair. I rested my cock across her face–my balls touched the ballgag (which felt wet from Aly’s spit) and my cock rose across her nose and up her forehead.
Ella found the notes she was looking for, straightened back up, and smiled at me. I returned her smile. At that moment, I was considering if I could cum during our conversation. If I could manage to keep a straight face while I shot a load of semen across Aly’s hair–while her face was buried against my balls. Thinking about it had me feeling very close to orgasm, so I had to concentrate hard to keep control. Ella might not notice, but she may very well smell my cum.
I did my best to focus on the conversation, but I found my eyes drifting around Ella’s body–focusing on the way her shirt pushed and lifted her perky tits together. How nice they’d be to hold, to suck, to twist, and slap. How her pretty, innocent face would twist up when I got the chance to use her–how she might squirm and scream and moan and beg. For a moment, I thought I had started rubbing my cock beneath my desk and grew worried that Ella might notice the tell-tale forearm movement. But, just as quickly, I realized it was Aly rubbing me. She had reached her handcuffed hands up and was using both to rub the entire length of my cock, gently lifting it up and down, letting it lightly slap against her face with each movement.
I could feel my orgasm building. I knew I needed to wrap things up with Ella. I moved to quickly close the conversation, indicating that I had another student meeting in just a few moments. Even so, Ella seemed satisfied with what we had discussed. As she was packing up I said, “Oh, and did Aly tell you about the movie night?”
I noticed her blush a little, “Yes, Professor. I’d really enjoy that.”
“Good, why don’t we say this Saturday?”
“That’ll work for me!” Ella said with a smile.
“Great, I’ll double-check with Aly, but I don’t imagine it should be an issue. She’s been very excited about doing this too. So, we’ll talk soon.”
“Awesome, thanks again for talking with me Professor.” Ella rose from the chair and turned to leave–finally giving me a full view of her luxurious ass, held so tightly in her jeans. I watched her sway her hips as she walked the short distance to the door. I was thinking about undressing her, pulling her jeans down and fucking her right against the adjacent bookcase. I was feeling myself getting closer and closer to orgasm. I could feel a thin string of precum running from the opening of my cock to one of Aly’s eyebrows. She was rubbing me more quickly now, more confidently, she knew I was close. Her hands ran in unison along my entire length, from my balls to the very tips, where she would pause briefly to run her thumbs along my sensitive urethra–enjoying my slight spasm each time. I was going to lose my load any second.
Ella reached the door and looked over her shoulder–catching me clearly staring at her ass. All the distraction had made me lose any sense of subtlety. She smiled deviously, knowingly. She bit her bottom lip and I knew I was going to cum looking at her while Aly sat below my desk–her ass plugged, a vibrator stimulating her tight pussy, and her wet mouth filled.
“I’ll see you soon, Professor,” Ella said flirtatiously. And, at that moment, I felt my seed squirt up Aly’s forehead and into her hair. I gripped my chair to avoid making any sudden movements, but I couldn’t stop myself from cumming. I simply nodded and smiled and Ella, the cum still shooting from my cock, and she turned to leave. She left the door open–seemingly on purpose, so I could continue to watch–and more noticeably swayed her hips as she walked away down the hallway.
When she was out of sight, I pulled my chair back and gazed down at Aly. My cum had mostly landed in her hair, but one rope was running down the bridge of her nose towards her lips. She looked up at me needily. I reached for the remote and turned it to its max setting. I gripped Aly’s throat with one hand and squeezed her while she drew towards her own orgasm. Tighter and tighter as her moans grew more strained behind the gag. And then, she had a delicious spasm against my hand, leaving a noticeable trail from her soaking pussy across my floor.
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