I know, I know. I said I wasn’t going to become one of those girls, who fawn over every vaguely hot man over 30 wearing a tie, but here we are. Six months into what was supposed to be my year of learning, and I can’t stop thinking about them. Sat in the lecture hall, when Mr. Callum adjusts his tie, or when Dr. Mark looks into the crowd as he talks about our biology… something awakens in me. Peering at their bulges. Analysing their big hands, with the veins coming through. Wonder if their dicks look the same. I’d kill to have Prof. Adam in my mouth. He looks like the biggest fit, for sure. If he’d fit, that is.
As I wander across the faculty hallway, I see Dr. Henry’s door open, just ajar. Perfect – I need to talk to him about my assignment. I can’t believe he would give me a B-, I worked so hard on it and honestly I think he’s just bitter that his wife left him. The guy is as Irish as they come, and I figure maybe a round of banter can help me out with him. I peek my head in, before knocking on the frame of the door.
*Um, hi Dr. Henry. I need to talk to you about this assignment – this mark, I don’t get it.* I try to put my best hot-girl-pouty face on. *Ah. Okay, take a seat, doll. This isn’t easy to explain, but ….* Dr. Henry goes on and on. I’m honestly barely listening, being distracted by what looks like a half-chub under his khakis. Wonder if he thinks I’m hot? Begging for it, ‘I’ll do anything for an A professor’. Such a cliché. I notice he is staring. *Are you paying attention? I know you pay a hefty tuition fee to attend this institution, it’s honestly such a shame to waste it.* I jerk my head a little. *Yeah, of course I’m paying attention! Just tell me what to do, this stupid school is so tiring and I honestly just want to finish and get my degree!!* Whoops. That tantrum was not supposed to come out like that. He looks at me like I’ve done something to make him angry. I can see the veins on his arm flexing, his face a little sterner than what I’m used to. He walks towards the door and shuts it. The doors in this building all lock when you click them shut like that, and I hear it snap into place. Uh-oh.
*Look, sweetheart. All you idiot girls come to my office, begging and pleading, and I try and try to teach you how to do things right. And every year, the same stupid fools come running again. I’ve had it. If you’re wanting a better grade, you better earn it.* He is loosening his belt. I hear the ‘clank’ as the buckle hits the desk, and he looks at me with an expecting face. He’s standing in front of me now, and I’m sat staring eye-level with his crotch. Is this a bad porn? Am I really going to… wait. This was my fantasy, wasn’t it. Maybe I’m just dreaming? Oh. That doesn’t have any consequences, then. I unbutton his trousers, and zipper down. God damn, I fucking knew it – he is hung. I can see his erection growing in his boxers, and I kiss my way up and down his cock through them. He groans. *No girlie, you have to be better than that.* He takes it out and whacks me across the cheek with it. *Open your mouth.* I oblige, and he jams it down there. He grabs a fistful of my hair and starts to gyrate towards me, gliding down my throat. *That’s it girlie. Good girl, good girl, good girl.* I feel him flexing his dick in me and I know there is a wet patch in my pants. As he keeps fucking my mouth, I start to rub myself through my underwear. *Yes girlie. Play with it.* I moan, and I know he feels the vibrations hum on his cock. He grunts and pushes me all the way down to the base. *Take it*. He groans and tilts his head back, as hot cum fills my throat. I can’t spit it out, cause he’s still jammed in there. *I’m not taking it out until you swallow.* I do as he says, and he pulls it out and I can finally breathe. *Good girl. I’ll bump it to an A-, since you took it all. Don’t expect this kindness every time, though.* Fuck. I just realised I’m definitely not dreaming… but an A-? Nice. I’d swallow so many loads if I could coast by on just that and end up so well.
I walk out of there, tumbling a little bit. I’m still wet and slick, but I didn’t exactly orgasm. I head home and lock myself in with my trusty vibrator, and dream about all the other daddies in the faculty. Wonder if they’d let me play?
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Thanks for reading! This is my first time ever writing like this. Hopefully I can make it into a little series for you all. Any feedback is good feedback. x
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/msuuy7/careful_what_you_wish_for_female_perspective
Makes me want to go back to school!!