What College Girls will do for a Grade p3 (MF) (professor/student)

Anthony Walters found that his intrusive memories of that crazed, hungry office Fuck of his slutty student, Megan, the previous evening were very distracting as he tried to grade assignments. Many of the students had written excellent papers, but he couldn’t think beyond the co-eds that had circumvented this assignment. Fuck, they were sexy.

A knock pulled him from his thoughts to see the beautiful Emily standing in his doorway. Her long brown hair, framed a face that belonged on photo shoots and model spreads. Her tanned, light cinnamon skin ran to her tight, white colored shirt and a navy blue miniskirt. “Can I come in?” Anthony gestured to a seat opposite him. Emily closed the door and sat.

Unlike the forward, confident Megan, Emily seemed almost embarrassed as she started to speak. “Um. Professor? I… I still don’t understand the material…” Emily took a deep breath. “And Megan told me you two worked out a deal again.”

“Have you two been telling people about our deals?” Emily shook her head. “No! Just us two know. But she told me everything. In a lot of detail.” Emily blushed furiously as her eyes seemed to replay her friend and her professor’s encounter. In a hushed but direct tone, Anthony asked, “you are willing to do.. all of that for this next assignment?” She leaned in. “Yes,” she squeaked. “Besides, Megan said it would be good for me and called you a real man.” Anthony smiled. He knew she was trying to nudge him just as Megan did, and her innocence turned him on as much as Megan’s lack of it. “Come here and let me see your body. Then I will decide if we have a deal.”

Emily walked around the desk and stood rigid in front of Anthony, but softened and lightly moaned at his touch. He traced her perky B cups with one hand, his other gently climbing her thigh. “Turn around and bend over.” She Did as she was told, her skirt rising to poorly cover her panties. He didn’t move the skirt, but gently lowered her panties. The view of her tight, shaved slit from behind was so enticing, he buried his face in it.

Emily gasped at his licks and pushed her hips harder against his face, moaning quietly. He backed slightly to say, “if you can make me cum, you have a deal.” She nodded. “Yes, professor. Thank you so much.” He smiled at her response. “You will need to do everything I say, but first let me enjoy my treat,” before returning to lap at her wetness. He pressed her clit with his tongue and circled until her body trembled and a loud moan escaped.

“I’m sorry to be so loud.” She panted, blushing scarlet. “It’s ok. Just try to be quieter going forward. This might be a bigger challenge,” Anthony said, standing up behind her and dropping his pants. Like a heat seeking missile, his dick sprung up jabbing Emily’s tight cheek. He put her back into position and slowly eased into her slit.

Even dripping wet as Emily was, Anthony found her extremely tight as he burrowed deep to his hilt. Emily whimpered as inch after inch filled her young pussy. “You’ve never had anything this big, have you?” Emily shook her head. Anthony carefully moved his hips in and out to let her adjust. “How does it feel?” He asked and Emily squeaked back, “it feels so good, Professor.” Anthony chuckled, picking up his tempo slightly. “You look so cute and so innocent, but here you are. Being stretched out by your professor’s cock for a passing grade. And based on your reactions, you are loving this.”

Emily peeked over her shoulder and softly moaned, “I am. This feels so good!” Her breathing started to deepen, and soon she couldn’t keep her eyes open as the pleasure overtook her. “Look at you,” Anthony laughed as Emily’a body gave an orgasmic tremor. “Cumming on your professor’s cock like a real slut. You were just waiting for a grown man to use your tight little body!”

Anthony turned Emily around and sat her on the desk. He pulled off her shirt and bra, briefly admiring her sexy body framed by just a pushed up skirt and long socks, before thrusting back into her. She still seemed unsure what she should say or do to best get him off, but there was no mistaking her expression. Her eyes had taken a pillowy hunger, while a smile crept over her face the more of her professor’s cock she took.

Between her sexy face, delicious body between his hands, and perky bouncing tits, Anthony was overwhelmed with lust and frantically thought how best to finish. He decided to her transition from innocent school girl to slutty co-ed would be complete with a messy face. He pulled Emily to her knees and briefly let her suck to pull him to the edge. In his exuberance, Emily initially gagged on his cock, but she was determined to press on.

“Oh fuck,” Anthony moaned as he tipped over the edge, blasting the back of Emily’s mouth. She jumped in surprise, freeing his cock to spill the rest of his load on her lips and chin.

Finally done, Anthony sank back into his chair, while his no longer innocent student leaned back against his desk, still on her knees, breathing hard. She was the perfect image of a used slut. Her unkempt brown hair, her messy face, with beads of cum dribbling down to her puffy, perky nipples. Her hands seemed uncertain, but a finger found it’s way to her well-fucked slit and softly teased. After a minute, she looked up at her professor. “Can we do that again sometime?”

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