Coeds Trading Their Bodies for Grades p6 (M35/F19/F19) (college) (professor) (office) (MF) (classroom) (teasing) (punishment)

While his sexy duo made his office hours incredible, Camila and Erin certainly made Anthony’s day job much harder. It was bad enough that images of their recent sessions would flash through his mind during class, but he was certain the girls would openly tease him during his lectures.

They would often sit together and when his eyes would sweep their seats, they’d shiftly lift up their skirts or absentmindedly cup a breast. Their winks and blown kisses. Or how often they dropped something on the floor and seductively bend to get it, giving Anthony (and occasionally a lucky nearby student) a view of pert asses or a perky down blouse snapshot.

Anthony knew they were getting bold, but was surprised when one day, he finally glanced over to see the girls spread their legs. Thankfully, nobody else could see that neither girl wore anything beneath their skirts. He lingered longer than usual on the girls as they rubbed their delicious college pussies. Anthony had to teach from behind his desk and hope nobody saw his lengthening bulge. Based on their sly smiles, his duo knew what they’d caused.

When class ended, Anthony stared at his computer, determined to avoid all of his students, as he handled his current situation. Whenever he felt the blood redirect, involuntary images would flood back in, ensuring he delivered the last 30 minutes of the lecture rock hard. Finally looking up, he saw the last students filtering out of the room, but the last girl closed herself in and subtly hit the lock.

Erin turned, her smile wicked. “Got a problem, professor? I feel bad that you’ve had to struggle so long. Can I help you?” He knew what he should say, but he beckoned his slutty Asian coed over. “Get over here, Erin.” He unzipped, his stiff member desperate for release. Wide-eyed, Erin crawled over to her professor and opened her mouth to receive his teachings, saying “however I can help.”

As she started to suck, Anthony moaned, “you two slutty schoolgirls are so mean. I’ll give you a light punishment now, Camila will get spanked for not staying around.” He grabbed her hair and slowly thrust deep into her throat, till Erin gagged.

Then he led her over to the whiteboard and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around her professor as he entered her slippery slit. Hoping the bustle of the outside hallway would mask any sounds as he thrust into Erin, her back pinned against the whiteboard.

“As punishment, I’m gonna cum inside you. I’ll send you back to your boyfriend with your professor’s seed dripping down your legs.” And she moaned back, “yes, professor! Punish me! I’m a bad little slut and deserve this.” She didn’t have to wait long before her professor finished, delivering her punishment as her body trembled from her own orgasm. Slightly dazed, Erin wandered off, her little skirt barely covered her sticky, used pussy.

Anthony waited a couple hours before finally summoning Camila for her punishment, but his latin slut arrived quickly and was soon bent over his desk, skirt hitched up. As she wiggled her ass in excitement, Anthony said, “my slutty delinquent. Flashing your pussy in class, rubbing your wet little holes. I bet you’re fucking wet right now. Dripping and juicy like your professor’s special little slut.” He carefully pressed two fingers inside her little slit, to find she was more than ready for him, but she had to wait.

He spanked her light brown ass, but Camila moaned at the contact. As more spanks rained down, her ass reddened, but she only grew more and more excited. Anthony sighed, “I’ve worked so hard to make you two perfect sluts for me. I shouldn’t be surprised how much you love my teasing and touching.”

He spun Camila around and pushed her to her knees. Her jaw unhinged automatically. So well trained. While he roughly plunged her latin throat, he said, “I’m gonna fuck You hard, like you like. But you can’t cum until I tell you that you can. If you cum, you actually have to do some fucking homework.”

He laid Camila on his desk, trying to ignore her spicy beauty to stay focused on her “punishment”. Her legs wrapped around his waist, he roughly thrust into her tight, wet slit. Fuck, she felt amazing. Anthony grabbed her neck, as he pounded her young, nineteen year old pussy. Camila clearly loved being treated like her professor’s special slut, but he reminded her not to cum. Her body tensed as she fought off the tidal wave of pleasure.

Fighting off his own rising orgasm, he flipped her over so she was bent over the desk again. Instead of spanking, two fingers were jabbed into her wet nethers while a separate finger plunged her cute ass. “Remember, you cant cum,” he reminded as his wet fingers moved up to her mouth again. Camilla moaned as she sucked her juices from his fingers, making Anthony’s dick twitch, unaware how much longer he could keep this up.

Recklessly, he thrust his cock back inside her, deep between her wet lips. The hand in her mouth hooked her cheek, opening her mouth for ragged moans to escape, while his other hand roughly pulled her hair. Camilla started pleading to cum, “please professor! I need to cum,” but he only shushed her and said, “soon, my fucktoy.” Still thrusting hard, he left her hair and wrapped around her throat. “Fine, you can cum, but stay quiet.”

He hastily covered her mouth as the pleasure dam burst and Camilla exploded. Her body surrendered to the orgasm, shaking and eyes rolling while her professor plunged again and again, with a second mind numbing climax following soon after. As much as he tried to hold on, Anthony soon followed, bursting a hot load deep in her wet, College pussy.

Finally relinquished, she melted down onto the carpet, while Anthony dug some of his cum out and rubbed it across her sweaty, steaming face. “That’s what you get for being a dirty slut in class.” But Camilla had completely forgotten the pretense for this session, and moaned, “fuck, professor. I just came so hard. Can I get some more?” Exhausted as he was, Anthony knew he couldn’t resist his sloppy slutty coed and felt his cock start to strengthen again.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/12j0vdb/coeds_trading_their_bodies_for_grades_p6