All characters are 18+
New rules!!! <this> means internal monologue, I apologize for any confusion in the last entry. Also, I’ll add additional tags in the title from now on and start to focus more on the sex scenes instead of character development as well. Thank you so much for your kind words 🤗
8:00 am- at The Collins’s residence
*Yawn* <Whew, its morning already? Ugh, its so cramped in here and with his heavy arms on me I can barely move.. do I wake him up?>
“Professor~” I sweetly whispered. <He’s knocked out cold. That’s just like him, he refuses to half-ass anything. I may as well just squirm my way out then.>
I awkwardly wiggled and slithered my way below his grasp and onto the carpet. I got up and looked back at his precious handsome face. His muscular mass, his burly chest, his hairy arms displayed out from his folded up sleeves. <Mmm~ and those *hands!* They fit on my waist so well. I so hope he uses them on other parts of me too.. ew no no I have to take my mind off of it now or I’m gonna get horny again. I need to look presentable atleast before he wakes up, I bet I look like a total banshee.>
I ate some cereal, brushed the bad breath away, and took a shower. Then I changed from my pajamas to a revealing low-cut blouse and tight leggings. <This is the best choice right? Its like, casual sexiness! …that’s a thing right?> Despite my indecisiveness, I put on the outfit for today. After putting on make-up and fixing my hair into a bun, I decided to check and see whether papa bear had finally woken up.
<..He is still asleep? How am I not suprised. Ooo but *something else* isn’t~. Well, if he’s just gonna nap there, I might as well take what’s rightfully mine. This is payback for last night treating me like I was some defenseless whore!>
I mischievously sprang into action. I gracefully (more like clumsily) tip-toed over to greet the bulge in his pants. I could even see the veins through the fabric, his morning wood throbbed as it yearned for me to set it free. I happily obliged, I yanked down his trousers to reveal an ever so tempting snake pointing its cannon at me. For some reason it made me feel intimidated and small beneath it. His musky scent filled my nostrals, its length pulsed up and back down again before my face. It all seemed too much, but I was determined.
Hesitantly, I thought the best course of action would be to just lick the tip first. I knew my jaw couldn’t hold it inside my mouth for too long, so I should just play with it a bit. And so I did, and felt it twitch on my tongue as I drew around its head. It was like his boner was looking back at me in disapproval, like it was disappointed by my efforts. I had to increase the pleasure, I had to wrap my hands around it.
But my hands couldn’t even fit around it. My fingers couldn’t reach to meet my thumb! I remember how big it felt in my thighs last night, I couldn’t imagine it fitting inside me. But I knew I had to make him cum, I know I’m a brat, but giving my teacher blue balls is taking it too far.
My hands twisted and rubbed up and down. I had to spit on my palms multiple times just get enough lubricant on it. I began sucking his tip a little which made Sir buck his hips up. He had such a peaceful look on his face, I wondered if he was dreaming of me~. I continued fighting for a grip on his cock and started going faster and faster, my tongue licking his frenulum. I kept moaning hoping the vibration would make him ejaculate quicker. Over and over, I twisted and pulled on his meaty shaft while licking his sensitive head wild. But I was getting really sore and desperate, so I did the one thing I worried about the most earlier.
I slowly stopped jacking him off and began breathing in and out calmly. This was my last chance and I wasn’t about to quit now! I opened my mouth as wide as I could, “ahhh.” And down my lips went, further and further beyond his aching head and down his shaft.
“Gluck gluck gluck.” My lips tightened, I felt the dilation of my throat. “Mmmpf, gluck gluck gluck gluck.” I kept trying to fight my instinct to spit him back out, drool pooled out as saliva strands sticking to the shaft and creating tiny spit bubbles. The slobbering mess could be heard with each motion my little mouth could manage. At this point my throat was so full I couldn’t breathe anymore. It was air-tight in there, and as I went halfway down his length I felt a hand grab the back of my head.
<He woke up!> My throat convulsed rapidly, my tongue kept trying to trail its way up and down his thick veins. And now I have Professor fully awake using me as his **fleshlight** and I have been holding my breath for almost a minute now! He wouldn’t let off, he kept me sealed on his cock. My mind became dizzy and frantic, wanting to think of ways to get out but also inviting the pain wholeheartedly.
“Mmmpf, gluck gluck, mmmmmmm!” I wanted to scream and beg him to get off of me but even if I could he wouldn’t budge anyway. I felt his dick feverishly throb along my tongue. He kept pulling me in now, my lips almost reaching the very base of his monster penis. My mind suddenly went numb, and so did my fears and reluctance. All I wanted was for him to use all of me once again and keep thrusting.
And he did. He pulled my hair back and thrusted into my throat like a pussy. My eyes wandered to the back of my head. Some saliva fell off and wetted the carpet. I felt my throat aggressively trying to swallow his member. I felt his tip twitching inside. He was ready to burst.
Cum surged out and into my needy mouth. Rope after rope leaked, it became the air I so desperately needed. My esophagus swallowed and swallowed all that it could of his never-ending load. Some went and flowed out my nose and dribbled back onto his shaft. None of it hurt, none of it stung. I was too engulfed by his musk that all I could think about is how much my pussy throbbed for him now. Contracting and pulsing, wanting him to pour his seed into it as well. Everything felt so ***hot***~ so so hot and sweaty. I remember missing his dick inside my mouth; missing the river of fresh semen continually pumping buckets into my stomach. I felt more warm sticky gobs of liquid dripping out from my tongue. Its taste lingered far longer than I had anticipated. I collapsed onto the gooey floor. I felt so free and floaty~
9:30 am
I woke up. I must’ve passed out but I could finally breathe again. I was sitting on Professor’s lap watching him stare down at me with a cheerful smile. He kind of looked cute for such a ferociously hung man. He started patting my head which was very weird honestly, but I didn’t care enough to say anything. Besides, I liked being in his arms and on top of his leg. His affection made me feel safe and loved.
When our eyes met again, I couldn’t help but giggle a little from the thought of all that transpired just a few moments ago. I think I started to have feelings for him then, something no student should ever feel for their teacher. Maybe that’s why I liked the idea of it so much, just how taboo it was. All I knew is that I wanted us to be together like this forever~
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rrh8zq/the_professor_and_his_tamed_brat_pt2_fm_lindseys
Okay, part 3 please! Ready for them to move along and fuck! 🤣🤣