Wanna Improve Your Grades? [Mature] [MF]

It all happened years ago. Back when I was 21 years young and still a college student. Life was great back then. I was studying, I was partying hard, I was fucking around a lot, I had a blast. But there was one thing that stood out, one thing that I will never forget.

There was one professor, she was around 55 years old, she was nothing but hot. A good looking woman. With next to perfect curves and a beautiful face. She always dressed the same way: A shirt, always buttoned up and an extra long skirt. Her hair always pinned up. Wearing some age old glasses. Conservative as fuck.

But she gave me the hardest boners ever. I just had to look at her, and I was rock solid. So instead of listening to her lecture, I always fantasized about being with her. About pulling up her skirt, spreading her legs and licking her pussy. I was as distracted as someone could be. She was talking, she was writing stuff on the blackboard, it all just went past me. A very big problem. Because it was an essential subject.

So I came up with the great idea to please myself in the last row. In the farthest away corner of the room. To just beat down my rock hard dick. During her lecture. With lots of other student in the room. To get rid of horny. To help me focus on the lecture. I did that a couple of times. Luckily no one of the other students caught me in the act. Or they just ignored my doing, who knows.

At least one huge and nasty load a lecture landed in my pants. I had some really great orgasms. Jerking off during lecture, I admit it, was nothing but a huge fucking turn on for me. I struggled to keep my shit together while relieving the pressure. But it worked. I could focus on what she was saying, what she was presenting. After I creamed my underwear.

But despite me doing everything to stay focused, my grades weren’t the best. I was okay with it, sort of, because there was nothing I could do against it. Or at least I thought that there was nothing I could do against it.

One day, after the lecture was over, my professor called out my name. I went down to her. She had a strange smile on her face: “Your grades aren’t the best. I think they could be far better. I have some tips for you to improve them. Come to my office, tomorrow, three o’clock in the afternoon.”

I showed up on time. I knocked at her office door. She called me in. She signaled me to take place on the chair in front of her desk: “I am with you in a few seconds.”

She just had a phone call. Something casual. I think she was setting up a lunch date with one of the other professors for the next day. I looked at her. Well I stared at her. I immediately realized that she wasn’t as buttoned up as usual. I could see her cleavage. Fuck. There was only one thing in my head: Don’t get hard. Don’t. Not now. Stay calm. I lost the battle. A bulge formed between my legs.

Then she hang up the phone. Yes, back then, we had to do that. There were no smart phones. And mobile phones, we were laughing at people that had them. Now I had her full attention. She looked at me. With a very serious expression on her beautiful face: “Your grades aren’t the best ones. Maybe you should stop undressing me with your eyes all the time. Maybe you should stop jerking off all the time.”

While she said that, she bent to the front. She offered me a perfect view down her cleavage. I blushed. My head turned tomato red. She caught me. She knew what I was doing. I froze. I had to take a few deep breaths in and out: “Okay. And now?”

Her smile got even bigger: “I like it when you stare at me, I love it when you play with yourself while you undress me with your eyes, but your grades, with you being distracted all the time, they probably won’t be the best. You might even fail the course.”

Yes, I knew that I was failing her course. Because of her. Because she was too damn fucking hot. A too big distraction. My professor kept on going: “You really like me, don’t you? So there might be a way to improve your grades. But don’t tell anyone about it.”

I let out a deep sigh. I was thinking, why not? Still, it took me some time to find the right answer: “Okay, I am all yours.”

Instead of giving me an answer my professor stood up. She walked around her desk. Placed herself onto it. She had a very encouraging smile on her face. Then she pulled up her skirt. As high up as possible. Then she opened her legs. More or less in front of my face. She was wearing no panties. She exposed her beautiful pussy: “Lick it.”

A dream of mine came true. My head was between her legs within a few seconds. My tongue was on her pussy one blink of an eye later. The taste, was overwhelming. Addictive and delicious. I dug in as deep as I could. My tongue was in her vagina, then on her clit. My dick was harder than he had ever been before. A more than raging hard boner.

My professor moaned out loud. Her hands went trough my hair. Then she grabbed my head. She pressed my face onto her pussy. An “Yesss” escaped her throat. Her body trembled a little bit. She had her first orgasm.

Then she pulled me up. Passionate kissing set in. Then, she stopped: “Fuck me. Destroy my pussy.”

My professor pushed me away. Then she turned around and then she bent over her desk. She pulled her skirt up for a second time. She exposed her pussy again. For me to fuck. I positioned myself behind her. I dropped my pants and my underwear to the ground. I set my boner free. Then, one gentle thrust. My rock hard dick was inside her dripping wet swollen pussy.

She let out a moan. A moan escaped my throat. It felt fucking awesome. Then I began to fuck her. Slow and gentle. It felt even better. With every damn thrust. She moaned a little. She wanted more. She got more. I just let go. I let horny, I let my inner animal taking over control.

I went in balls deep. Hard. One hard thrust after the other. My dick was ready to explode. I held it back. A demanding task. Fucking my professor just was too hot. Keep your shit together. A few thrusts went in. My balls began to ache. Another few thrusts went in. I was close. Her hands were grabbing her desk. Tension was building up in her.

One more hard and deep thrust. My balls emptied themselves inside her pussy. An orgasm drove through my body. I was trembling. She joined me in. She came too. Her legs trembled. She collapsed onto her desk. I collapsed onto her. We stayed in that position for some time.

Then I pulled my half hard dick out. Her and my juices were on my dick, were running down her legs. After standing up, my professor just let her skirt fall down again. No cleaning up. She later told me, that she loved the feeling of some fucking juices running down the inside of her legs.

We two smiled at each other. What a great fuck. By far too good for a first time. She told me that my grades just had improved a little bit. But to get them even better, we had to fuck more. I was totally okay with it. In the following weeks I had the best fucks of my life with her. I even got rock hard while writing those lines. Sometimes I really miss those days. Sometimes I really miss her. Thanks for your time.

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