After a moment he pulled back, out of breath. “There,” he said, panting. “You’re very good at that. Nothing to worry about at all. You’ll know what to do for next time. Here.” He lead her from her desk and guided her toward his.
“But, I don’t—“
“It’s okay,” he said, standing in front of her. His hands found her button on her jeans and he undid them, pushing them to the floor. She kicked her flip flops off and stepped out of them, suddenly aware she had not been wearing any panties that day. “As a doctor, you’re going to need to know how to interact with your female patients as well. You’re going to want to be able to relate to them when they tell you about their clitoris.” He slid her panties off her hips, then pulled her shirt over her head. Her arms came up willingly enough. This was happening too fast, and, head spinning, pussy aching, she let it.
*Whore,* she thought as he gripped her breast in one hand and took the nipple of her other in his mouth. *You’re a fucking whore who will suck and fuck and let yourself be touched.* The thought excited her.
“There are many nerves in the nipples, and it’s often a great way have your partner stimulate you,” he said, his tongue flicking over her nipple. He opened wide and took her breast inside his mouth, the entirety of her areola fitting in as he gently sucked. With his other hand he pinched her other nipple, palmed her breast, rubbed and squeezed it.
“Oh,” she gasped, a moan coming from between her soft, parted lips.
The desk was clear. She shifted on top of it and laid down as he pressed her back against it. He continued to lick and suck on her nipples, alternating between them. The palm of his right hand slid down her chest, over her belly button, and down to her pussy. Her wetness greeted him there and, moaning, she spread her legs, hips gently rocking forward to meet his fingers. Wordlessly he moved his head down, kissing her navel, hands sliding down each of her legs until he gripped behind her knees and held her legs apart. Her toes curled before his tongue even touched her, but when it did, her whole body shivered.
“You may find partners that go straight for the clitoris with vigorous stimulation, but I would encourage you to have them go slow, and explore the entirety of the labia majora and labia minora. Especially as a virgin, taking time to really relax and prepare for intercourse will go a long way toward ensuring any pain you experience is minimized. Like this,” he said, and began to lick.
With the broad of his tongue, her professor licked from the bottom of her pussy all the way to the top, the pressure light. She shuddered as he flicked her clit, then licked from front to back on one side of her pussy, slowly, before coming back up on the other. She squirmed as he licked her, inching her pussy closer to his face and moaning for more. She took the back of his head in her hands, as he had done with her, and began to rock toward him, her legs and feet in the air. The feeling was unlike anything she had ever experienced.
Then he began to use his hands.
Her professor took his thumb and rubbed the entrance of her vagina while he sucked gently on her clit. Fingers wet, he ran his fingers along the length of her while flicking her clit with his tongue. With one hand behind her knee to hold her leg apart, he took the other and began pinching her nipple, thumb flicking it and running over it.
Up and down his fingers ran, his tongue rapidly going over her clit top to bottom, top to bottom, faster and faster until he switched direction, this time flicking her clit from side to side. Eagerly she thrust her hips into him, pulling the back of his head hard onto her pussy.
A growing sensation of the utmost intensity built within her and she moaned loud, pressing his head into her as she thrust forward as hard as she could, orgasming all over his face. It felt like an explosion and her body roiled, her legs shuddering and she gasped and rode the long and hard orgasms to completion. Carefully he eased off, his tongue still flicking over her clit, her body shuddering violently with each flick as the aftershocks overtook her.
He took her hips and pulled her to the edge of the desk, her ass sitting against it now, legs still spread before him, swollen pussy still throbbing and still aching.
“Is…is that it?” she gasped, eyes closed, trying to catch her breath, unaware that he stood before her with his thick cock hard again and just inches from her opening.
“Not quite,” her professor said. She felt something different press against her then and she looked up, shocked to see the head of his cock resting against her clit.
“Wait…stop…what…what are you doing? You can’t,” she moaned, already her hips and her throbbing, aching, swollen pussy toward him. “This can’t…but you’re…”
He held her feet in each hand and pressed her legs higher into the air, rubbing his cock all along the length of her pussy. Slowly he began to enter her, pressing inside a centimeter at a time and waiting while she relaxed and stretched her tight, wet cunt around him.
He leaned forward and again took one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking, flicking it with his tongue. The thickness of his hard cock was incredible, the pressure as she stretched around him mounting as he eased inside her. There was pain, but as promised, it was bearable, and it paled in comparison to the weight of him on and inside her. After what seemed like an eternity, he was all the way inside her, deep, and slowly he began to back out before pressing back inside her again.
“Oh my god,” she whimpered, his face now buried in her neck, his mouth on the lobe of her ear. She began to rock her hips in time with his own, slowly, at first, then faster as she began accustomed to his cock thrusting in and out of her. He pulled all the way out before pressing all the way back inside her, again and again, the rhythm building.
“Harder,” she said, now moaning with each thrust. The thickness and fullness of his cock, the way it filled her completely, the way she spread her her legs for him, her professor, the wrongness of it…it was all she could do but to grunt in ecstasy, her fertile, unprotected womb open to him.
“Oh no, oh fuck!” she said, realizing that he was taking her bare. “You can’t cum inside me, please, don’t cum inside me. I’m not on any birth control!”
He said nothing, instead doing as she asked: harder he thrust into her as she lay there on her back, exposed to him and giving herself over to her professor. He stood up, still fucking her, still pounding her hard now, and began to suck on her toes, taking her big left one in his mouth, one hand gripping her ankle and with the other rubbing her pussy, thumb flicking over her clit.
*He’s not going to stop,* she realized, rocking her hips toward him and in time with his thrusts. *He’s going to cum inside me. He’s going to shoot his sperm deep inside and I’m going to become pregnant.*
Together they moaned, grunted, his balls slapping against her ass as his thick cock thrust in and out of her. She couldn’t stop him, though. Wouldn’t. _Didn’t want to._ Knowing what this meant, what his raw, bare cock deep inside her fertile cunt as her feet bobbed in the air only made the pressure grow. As before when his mouth was on her it built, built, until she knew the moment had arrived.
“I’m going to cum,” she said, “oh god I’m going to cum,” this time aware of what it meant to have an orgasm.
“I’m cumming,” he said, pumping her and looking into her eyes. “I’m cumming.”
Together they orgasmed hard. He pressed inside her and she pushed her hips to meet him, his thick ejaculate dumping inside her tight, wet pussy. Over and over his cock throbbed, each time pushing more of his seed inside her. Together they panted to catch their breath, his cock still buried deep inside her. He released her ankles and her legs wrapped around him, feet crossing at the small of his back to pull him closer and hold him there, hold his cock and his sperm in her womb.
She smiled. What else could he teach her, she wondered? She would have to find out.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/q8g5kx/mf_naive_college_freshman_takes_a_lesson_from_her
Great story! One little thing bugged me. At the beginning when her jeans came down she remembered she hadn’t worn panties that day. Then he removed her panties. Watch out for that kind of discrepancies. But still a great story!