It was now 11am on the dot, class was over. I glanced up to see my classmates walk past me. Staying late was nothing new for me because I was obsessed with the class and my professor.
I reached over opened my purse and got one of my AirPods from my case. I turned on my favorite YouTuber Bailey Sarian and let the true crime podcast take me away.
Mid brush stroke I could feel someone standing next to me and to my surprise it was my professor. I don’t know why I was so surprised.. but he caught me off guard. True crime always made me a little antsy.
I proceeded to take my headphone out as I saw his lips move. He said with a smile “you’re doing a wonderful job my only suggestion is to go back over the lighter areas so they will pop”. I was used to his perfectionist critiques and I’d be lying if I said it was not one of the things I craved from him.
Not only was he passionate but he was honest and I admired that. He motivated me and that was enough to send the hairs on the back of my neck up.
I smiled at him with rosy cheeks and said “of course you always know best”. He smirked walking back to his desk and glanced up at me before returning his attention to his computer.
He often put me into deep thought… I wondered what his zodiac sign was. I knew it had to be Aquarius. He was so bold but quirky all such desirable qualities. I love an Aquarius man and their rude boy nature.
My mind wondered regularly to us fucking and how I would go about it but I realized this was my opportunity. The classroom was empty and there wouldn’t be another class for 2 hours. Plus his office has two doors for privacy and a desk perfect for fucking.
He wanted me and I was sure of it. I noticed how he would glance at my exposed tummy and tight ass any chance he got. He even insisted I give him my number so he could send the photographs he took of my work.
I forced myself to quiet my mind and finish my painting so I could make my move. I finished my last stroke and stepped back to admire my art. All in one breathe I grabbed my painting and slowly walked it over to his office. He watched me from the corner of his eye.
“Professor C” I called as if I didn’t know where to put my painting. He came quickly and motioned for me to put it on his desk. I bent over seductively making sure to arch my back for him.
Finger in mouth I looked back and saw his face light up. He shifted from standing next to me to behind me. I could feel his warmth but not yet him.
With my lips together I let out a slight moan to which he giggled. The tension was strong. He made the first move by grabbing my waist and resting his semi hard dick between my ass. He was so sure of himself.
I said “can you handle it Professor” to which he said “we will see won’t we”. He stepped away to close both doors and pulled the shades. I could feel the adrenaline throbbing through me my clit. This is what I was craving for so long. I shed my clothing like a second skin.
I stood there naked his eyes wondered around my physique. Noticing my piercings he grabbed my perky boobs. He whispered “what a nice surprise”.
He grabbed my ass and little bit of my pussy with it. We fell into a kiss wrapping our tongues around each other’s. I gripped his now visible cock in his pants.
Mmm it was so hard. Naked I sank to my knees pulling down his pants.. maintaining eye contact. His eyes told me he hadn’t had anything like this in a while.
The sight of his dick made me gasp, I’d never been with a white man before but his cock was not average. It slang out of his pants and I caught it with my tongue making him moan. I slurped him until he moaned louder for me.
I was surprised no one heard his loud pleasure filled grunts. I sucked him until the spit dripped down my chin on my titties. I rubbed it in. Mmm I loved giving head it always made me so effortlessly wet. My tongue glided back and forth from his dick down his balls to his gooch and back up.
His dick began to pulsate as his face went limp and his eyes rolled. I could tell he was about to nut. I stroked his dick while sucking until he turned red. His grunts became more intense until he filled my mouth up.
I swallowed it all for him licking my lips. He was hungry to fuck me. He said “ I want to know what your other lips feel like”. I looked at him more aware of the sticky juice dripping between my legs.
He bent me over and ate my little pussy letting my juices drip down his chin. I could tell he needed to taste my wet pearl before putting his cock in me.
When he slid it in I gasped and gripped the desk. He grind his hips into me. My goodness could he fuck ! My pussy got wetter with each stroke. He thrusted while I moaned over and over. I threw it back on him while grabbing my breasts. He smacked my fat ass.
His wet fingers slipped in my ass and I could feel the orgasm rise from my body. He must’ve felt it too because he flipped me over on the desk and fucked me in missionary. He wanted to see me cum.
Our lips met with quick breaths and we held onto each other. I let my nails run down his back with each stroke. It felt so good.
I moaned “I’m about to cum for you Professor” to which he eased my body on top of his in his chair. I rode him wildly. He fucked me while I fucked him.
This was it I was climaxing I screamed “FUCK I’m cumming I’m cumming”. He slipped his finger in my ass and quickly pulled his twitching dick out. I stroked him. His nut shot straight up in my face and I opened my mouth. I was drinking him in once again.
We fell into each other gasping for air. I knew I was his favorite student.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wfislu/how_i_became_his_favorite_student