Vanessa took a deep breath before she knocked on her professor’s office door. She knew she wasn’t doing well in his class. Not for lack of trying. But she was picking up as many shifts at work as possible and it was causing her to not spend as much time studying as she should. She needed to argue her case. Explain and hope he would give her some extensions on her work. She was almost going to leave when he finally opened the door.
“Hello, Vanessa. Nice to see you. What can I help you with?” He asked while motioning her into his office.
He took one of the two chairs facing his desk. Vanessa hesitantly took the other, wishing he was behind his desk. To give her that buffer. She wasn’t in the habit of lying to herself and she probably spent more time in class thinking about what his dick looked like than she should have. She took another big breath. That was a mistake as she could smell his cologne. Vanessa felt her pussy get damp. I need to get on with it she thought.
“I know I’m not doing so well in your class. I really want to be. I just have to work so much. I’m trying. I really am!”
He tilted his head and his shaggy brown hair shifted. Vanessa wondered how old he was. He wasn’t how she expected a professor to be. She honestly thought he couldn’t be more than 10 years older than her. She could she his muscles under his nice dress shirts. She wanted to rub up on him like a cat.
“Your work is good,” he told her. “You just never get it in on time. I can tell you are rushing with the things you do turn in.”
“I know. I’m sorry. I just pick up as many shifts as I can at work. I send so much of my money home. I have 2 younger siblings and my mom just lost her job. I’m trying to help them all these states away. I need to get a good grade in this class for my major. Is there anything you can do? Waive the late assignment penalty for me?”
Vanessa looked up from her lap and saw her professor staring at her intently. It felt like he was stripping her with his eyes. Dragging them from her head to her toes. Vanessa self consciously tugged on her hair. She was wearing skinny jeans and a plain white v neck tshirt. She had large breasts so there was visible cleavage at the neck of her shirt. Her high waisted skinny jeans emphasized her round tight ass.
“So you need money, more time for work, and grade adjustments?”
Vanessa lowered her eyes and nodded yes.
“I think we can work something out.”
Her head snapped up and she looked at her professor. He was rubbing his chin, trying to look like he was thinking. Her eyes darted to his crotch. Not fast enough since when she went back to his face, there was a predatory gleam in his eyes. Vanessa had seen his bulge.
“How about you turn in your work anytime you want and I’ll grade it as if it was on time? And then twice a week you can explain why you deserve full credit. While I fuck you.”
Vanessa’s breath caught. Her professor leaned forward to whisper in her ear. She could smell him. He smelled amazing.
“We can start tonight. It is Monday.” And he reached up and squeezed her breast.
Vanessa paused for a few seconds before nodding yes. He bit her earlob and Vanessa reached out to rub his dick through his pants. He let out a low groan into her ear before pulling back.
“Stand up and take your clothes off.”
Vanessa stood and started stripping. First she slowly slid her pants down her large ass, turning so he could see her ass slowly be exposed. Then she peeled her thong off. She turned around giving him a view of her pink smooth pussy as she removed her shirt. Vanessa said a silent thank you that she had put on a nice matching set today. Her breasts were heaving. She reached behind her back and undid the clasp setting her large breasts free. She stood there completely naked as her professor ran his eyes up and down her body. She felt wetness dripping down her thighs.
Her professor began to speak but had to clear his throat to get around the hoarseness her nudity had caused. “Sit back down in the chair. Clasp your hands behind it and close your eyes.”
Vanessa did as she was told. Clasping her hands behind the chair caused her breasts to be thrust up and out.
“Spread you legs,” he demanded.
Vanessa opened her legs and hooked her feet behind the chair legs. She felt her wetness sliding down onto the chair. Thankfully it’s not upholstered she thought. She heard her professor moving around. He was rummaging in his desk. Maybe he had a condom? There was the sound of clothes being removed. She heard a zipper and felt him standing in front of her. She wanted to open her eyes so bad. She wanted to see his cock. She felt his hand caress the side of her face. He slid his thumb along her full bottom lip, gently tugging it down. Vanessa opened her mouth and showed her tongue, waiting to feel his cock slide between her lips. Her pussy was absolutely soaked. But instead of his cock entering her mouth, she felt a light whap across her breasts. Her eyes did open then to see her professor standing in front of her, his thick, veiny, uncut cock at the level of her mouth but too far away. He held a small wooden ruler in his hand. While she watched he used it to lightly smack her left breast. Vanessa squirmed in her seat.
“Do you like that?” He asked while striking her right nipple. Vanessa couldn’t help herself and a small whimper escaped her throat. Her professor smiled wide and brought the ruler down on her right nipple again. Vanessa moaned and pressed her breasts higher, clamping her legs together. Her professor poked at the crease between her legs with the ruler and she dutifully spread them again. For the next few agonizing minutes he smacked her breasts and nipples with his ruler. Vanessa was beside herself. There was a pool of her juices between her thighs. Keeping her hands clasped behind the chair was torture. Her head was thrown back, eyes closed in bliss when she felt him move towards her. He licked her left nipple, the last one he had just smacked, with the flat of his tongue and then he bit down and pulled. Vanessa’s hips left the chair. Her arms came from behind the chair and pulled his head towards her breasts. He licked and sucked and bit until Vanessa couldn’t think straight. She was tossing her head from side to side, reaching out to grab anything. She finally got her hand on his dick and she moaned in pleasure. She got a few tugs in before he was leaving her tits and standing up.
“I want you to stand up and put one knee on the chair seat. Hold onto the back with both hands.”
Vanessa stood up. “I want your cock. Please. Let me suck you cock. I need it. Fuck I need it so bad.”
“Soon.” Was all he said as he stepped up to her ass and slid is cock along her wet slit. Vanessa moaned and thrust backwards. He twined one hand deep into her chestnut curls and used the other to tease her with his dick. Sliding along her pussy. Hitting her clit with the head but never entering her. Vanessa was panting. If you’d asked her what her name was she couldn’t have told you. All she knew was the feeling of the dick driving her mad. And then just when she thought she might die, he pressed into her cunt. But only the head.
“No. Please. No. Fuck. I need….I need all of you. Fuck. Please.”
“Since you asked so nicely,” he replied and slowly slid her down his cock.
Vanessa lost the ability to speak. Guttural moans left her throat as he pounded into her. He was at least 2 inches thick maybe more. She’d never had such a thick cock. It was stretching her pussy in amazing ways. Every thrust was hitting just the right spots. And the length. Fuck. 7 maybe 8 inches. She didn’t think he could get all in her. But she wanted it. Oh how she wanted it. She wanted to be the slut who’s pussy could take his whole dick. She slid her legs out wider and adjusted her angle a bit. She felt him slide in further. He kept plowing her until she felt his balls slap her ass. She looked back to see him sheathed to the hilt and reaching for something on his desk. A camera? No, the wooden ruler. He held it up and wiggled his eye brows at her. Then brought it down lightly on her ass cheek.
“Harder.” Was all Vanessa could say. She lost all sense of time. He could have been fucking her for 30 seconds or 3 hours. Well definitely not 30 seconds she thought. Eventually he put the ruler down and grabbed her hips with both hands. She felt his tempo increase with the occasional mis-thrust. She knew he was close. Vanessa removed one hand from the chair. Her professor looked like he was going to yell at her until he saw her reaching between her legs to her clit. Just the slight brush of her hand had her reeling. He’d been fucking and teasing her for so long a gentle breeze on her clit would be enough to send her to orgasm. She pressed and rubbed her clit with her thumb while reaching back with her other fingers to wrap around his cock as he pumped in and out of her. She needed to touch it. He’d kept it away from her. Vanessa felt his cock start to pulse in her fingers. She rubbed at her clit and then exploded into an orgasm. Screaming out “oh fuck oh fuck fuck fuck fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” Her pussy convulsing on his dick. Her juices running down her legs. If she hadn’t been holding onto the chair, if her knee hadn’t been on the chair, if he hadn’t been holding her hip slamming her onto his pulsing cock she would be a boneless pile on the floor. One last thrust and she felt him cum in her pussy. Filling it with his hot seed. Spurt after spurt until his cum too was also running down her legs.
They stood there for a few minutes catching their breaths. His dick slowly growing soft in her cunt. Finally, his fully soft cock slithered from her pussy. He reached around and squeezed a breast before standing up.
They both started to get dressed. He started talking as he was buttoning his shirt.
“Yes, yes, very compelling arguments. I do agree you deserve 100% on your last assignment.”
Vanessa was struggling to get her skinny jeans up her sticky legs. She looked up at him. Full breast with her red puffy swollen nipples swinging and smiled at him.
“Wednesday we need to have a discussion about all your talking in class. We need to find a better use for your mouth don’t you think.” He handed Vanessa her bra and tweaked a nipple.
“Of course professor. Whatever you say.” Was Vanessa’s reply as she left his office. Her pussy was already wet again thinking about having his cock between her lips in just a few days.
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