[MF] I Slept With a Student on My First Few Month as a Uni Professor [Long]

This is something I’ll probably take to my grave.

It happened a couple years back. I was a new uni professor. I wasn’t supposed to be teaching on my own that day, but my mentor asked me. I’ve had experiences teaching a class on my own from my previous years as a Teaching/Research Assistant and my mentor knows my old boss (In top tier universities of my country, basically anyone knows anyone from their fields); so my mentor let me.

The class went splendidly. I believe I impressed some students with my style of teaching. When the class is over, everyone left, except for this girl. Let’s just call her Cynth. Cynth, with a pleading voice, asked me whether I would help with her thesis as she’s on her last lifeline and her actual advisor couldn’t be arsed to actually “advise” her. I didn’t think of anything mischiveous at the time, but I was hesitant of overstepping my boundaries as the new guy.

She insisted tho, saying she just needs some directions and she wouldn’t mention me to her actual advisor. I felt bad for her, having been in her place when I was in school, so I said yes.

We started right away. I asked her general questions about her thesis while simultaneously checking the “usual suspects” (Intro, research question, and lit review, if anyone wonders). I gave her some pointers and asked her to send me the revised version when she’s ready.

It basically happened like that for the couple first weeks. We also kinda hit it off. She’s great to be with, and she happened to love House M.D. In time, we became not unlike friend. I also found out she’s a flirt. Not in a sexual way (mostly) but in a cute way such as asking music, movies, books, experiences I like, or commenting how she finds intelligent men very attractive.

Now this is my first mistake. I flirted back. When you’re a professors in your thirties, students will flirt. But you can never, ever, ever, flirt back. Best case, you started a minor gossiping; worst case, they who flirted at you first, take it seriously.

But I flirted back. I didn’t know what I was thinking, prolly something along the line of she’s not taking any of my classes, she’s going to graduate soon, or that it’s not explicitly forbidden to have a consensual relatioship with a student in my uni; not that I planned to. But I did, and she seemed to enjoy it.

We met almost everyday in a cafe/coworking space (I don’t know if that’s a thing globally, but it’s like an office/coffeeshop that you rent by the hour/day and you get unlimited supply of black coffee). Nothing happened for the first few weeks except for the occasional flirts or bumps of her boobs. Her boobs aren’t actually that big, but with her small frame, they got really accentuated.

The first trouble came from my flirting. Once, she came to our appointment wearing a tank. Although she does love to wear slightly low-cut top, she never wore a tank before. Needless to say, I couldn’t keep my eyes off her cleavage, which she noticed.

She becamer rather self-concious for a bit, but then just confronted me.

“Is my top inappropriate?”

I was caught off guard. I instantly replied, “No. I mean, yeah it’s a bit distracting but I don’t mind”

I have to explain. I didn’t mean “I don’t mind” as in “I don’t mind looking at your sexy bewbs”; I was trying to be nice as in “It’s okay if you’re comfy with it, I don’t want to impose clothing regulation on you ”

She took it the wrong (or right? I don’t know) way. She smiled and said okay, and then continued as usual. She made no attempt to cover up her cleavage and even smiled at me whenever she caught me staring. Sensing no ojection, at some point I just stopped looking away when she caught me.

And then, she always wore a low cut top whenever we met. Always. At one point, she even told me it’s a new top and ask me what I thought of it. The worst (best?) part was when she came with a buttoned up shirt at some point and I commented jokingly, “you dressed a bit different today.”

“Yeah, I had to met Prof. Tris for my defense plan.” And then she started unbuttoning her shirt, revealing a low cut tanktop. The thing is, I’ve seen her in a tanktop before. But the fact that she’s “undressing” in front of me made it exponentially hotter than usual. I was fully aroused, just two minutes after we met.

“Wait, you’ve been approved for defense?”, I asked her, trying to put the thought of motorboating her cleavage on the backwardmost corner of my mind.

“Yeah! Finally! Months ago, this feels like a lifetime away. I couldn’t have done it without you!”, and then she just spontaneously hugged me.

Now, the next part is a bit foggy to me. Foggy in the sense that I’m still not sure who started it. It was initially an innocent friendly hug, until it wasn’t. Was it me who started it by caressing her back suggestively? or was it her by pushing her crotch aggresively against mine? or was she just responding to my hand caressing my thumb to the underside of her boob from outside the tank top?

I honestly don’t remember. What I DO remember is this: between the smell of her perfume, the softness of her boobs on my chest, and the heaviness in her breath, I was overwhelmingly horny. And I kissed her as such, like I wanted to fuck her. She was an amazing kisser. She responded to every move my lips and tongue made expertly.

We no longer hug, it was more like she was sitting on my lap sucking my lips and tongue while whispering my name in between. My hands were on her boobs, violently groping them from outside her tanktop. She moaned erotically whenever my hands got rough on her boobs. She’s the rough type, I knew right away. I pulled down the strap of her tank’s along with the bra’s and outpopped two of the best boobs I’ve ever seen. They were big but not too big, and surprisingly perky and round. I actually stopped for a couple of seconds just to admire her boobs while she was busy painting hickeys on my neck with her lips and teeth.

I worked on those boobs, releasing a massive amount of pent up sexual tension. She’s the rough type, so I started right away with erratic kisses and soft biting on the her boobs. Working from outside then slowly made my way to the centre, but stop just before the nipple then moved away. I did this cycle of “near misses” for a couple times and it actually drove her crazy to the point that she actually used both of her hands to push my face towards her nipple. I didn’t comply, which only made her more violent.

When my lips did touch her nipple she let out a moan that sounded like a sigh. I wasn’t going to go soft on her nipple, knowing it wouldn’t be enough for her. I started with licking from various angles and finally the very peak before actually sucking it. I gave her nipple a not-so-soft bite and she let out a muffled scream. I moved to her right nipple, giving it the same treatment while I pinched and twisted her left nipple. She loved it.

I let out to take a breath. She wouldn’t let me and immediately frenched my then moved her kisses to my neck. She expertly unhooked my pants and pull my dick out, stroking it while giving me the kiss my face, neck, and chest all over. It felt so good that I couldn’t say anything but her name, over and over.

I held her hand to stop her. “Use your boobs”, I said.

She gave me a naughty smile. “How long have you been fantasizing about this?”

“Since day one”

“Have you bent me over on your desk that day, I would’ve gladly spread my legs and take your cum.”

She kneel in front of me, under the desk. She pulled down my pants just a bit then put my dick in her mouth. After initial grazes of teeth, it was apparent that she was crazy good at it. She put my dick in and out of her mouth incredibly smoothly, and an expert too with her tongue.

She took it out of her mouth, put it between her perfect boobs, pushed them inside with her hands, then started moving up and down. She’s done this before, prolly quite often too. It felt so good I just sit there as I watch my dick disappear between her boobs and reappearing.

It was just so much. Not just that my dick is feel good between her boobs, they way she looked at me the whole time with a mischievious smile was just too much.

“I’m cumming”, I said sensing an urgency. “Don’t stop.”

“Wait”. Stopped, then pulled her hair up in a messy bun. “Cum in hair is really hard to come off, but you probably know that Mr. Seth”

She resumed. I was about to come not long after. I grabbed her bun and pull her head back.

“I’m cumming, open your mouth”

She obliged and opened her mouth eagerly. I came but it was mostly hit the air and landed back on her chest, altho some did land on her face and in her mouth.

I rested for about two or three minutes and came to her.

“Your turn”, I said to her as I imagine how yummy her pussy must be.

“Wait, let’s get back to my flat”, She said as she was dressing.

Her flat was about 15 minutes away. We didn’t waste any time. We were locking lips before the door was even close.

I pushed her down on the bed with her legs dangling on the edge. I unhooked her pants and pulled it down. I kissed her inner thighs while my hand forcefully groping her boobs. She grab my hair and pulled my face closer to her crotch.

“I’m drenched down there, jut get to the point”, she said between moaning.

I pulled down her panties and buried my face down there. I started with deep but slow licking on her opening, which was–as she said–drenched. I pushed my tongue as deep as I could while my hands were playing with her boobs and nipples. I move my tongue upward and started licking upward on her clitoral hood. I put a pillow under her hips to get a better position then started to work. I played with her clit using my lips, pressing them strongly against it but careful not to graze it with my tooth. Then I religiously licked her clit while my hands alternaltely pinching and twisting her nipples or grabbing her boobs really hard.

She was ecstatic, moaning hard while saying “Honey” and “Ross” repeatedly. I found that she reacted the most when I licked upward at an angle so I focus doing that with even faster tongue strokes. My tongue and jaw went numb shortly before she announced she’s coming. I lick even faster and pinch her nipples harder and pulled them away. She came really hard, I could she her whole body tensed up before relaxing again.

I pulled down my pants, put on a rubber, then mounted her. She was a bit surprised but didn’t seem to mind.

“You won’t let me rest, will you?”, she said, still a bit out of breath.

My dick got in easily, altho she’s tighter than I tought. I thrusted quite fast from the very beginning, I knew she could take it. Her boobs were bouncing hypnotically and I couldn’t help but grabbed them like it was the end of days. I tried to suck them, but from missionary position it was a bit harder while maintaining my speed. I motioned her to switch to cowgirl. She expertly moved her hip back and forth, I could feel my cock moved ever so smoothly against her pussy. It was one of the best cowgirl rides I’ve ever had, second only to my GF’s, and that’s after we had sex several times. I buried my face in her boobs, kissed them, lick them, bit them, it was sloppy; I coudn’t seem get enough of them. It was 10-15 minutes before she began to tense up again.

“I’m coming”, she said as she moved her hips faster and pulled my face closer to her and kissed me sloppily. She tensed up, more so on the inside. I could feel my dick being squeezed by her pussy before it throbbed rather noticeably.

I pushed her back on the mattress. “I’m coming too”, I said as I began to move but she actually pushed my thighs away.

“Come in my mouth”, she said.

I didn’t even think. I pulled out, take the rubber off, then mounted her chest so that my dick can get in her mouth. She readily took my cock and tried as best as she could to suck and lick it from that position. It wasn’t long before I couldn’t hold it anymore and came unannounced. She didn’t seem faze at the slightest and swallowed every bit.

I lie exhausted beside her. She kissed me and we cuddled. It was a great experience. Her boobs were all hickeys and bruises, I didn’t even noticed that.

We did it again at least four more times after that. We spent the next two days and two night mostly without clothes, putting them only to open the door for food deliveries. We fuck until we’re spent, slept, ate, watch netflix, then fucked again.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lihwlr/mf_i_slept_with_a_student_on_my_first_few_month