That time I, an otherwise responsible and upstanding professor, fucked my student during senior week right before her college graduation, made her choke on my cock, and turned her into my sex slave for a summer. It was her idea. I swear. Part Two. [MF]

(Continued from Part One: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uxpc08/that_time_i_an_otherwise_responsible_and/)

“I’m really flexible, you know,” she said, still breathing heavily. She spread her legs wide, revealing her fleshy little rose, and worked her legs back, till they were literally behind her shoulders—the result being that her asshole and cunt were splayed open for me. “Ta-dah!”

I knelt and took a few long, slow slurps, tasting her soft cunt, exploring her tight asshole, eliciting pathetic little mewls. I was already hard again—her scent alone could raise my spirits, so to speak—and so I stood once more, pressing the wet tip of my cock against her even wetter cunt. Even in the vaguely pretzel-inspired yoga pose she found herself in, she was able to arch her back. Her pussy all but sucked me in and I dug my fingers into her ass, plunging myself into her wet depths.

“Fuck me,” she moaned, gripping her tits, twisting her nipples and whimpering. “I’m all yours. Fuck me up.”

That time I, an otherwise responsible and upstanding professor, fucked my student during senior week right before her college graduation, made her choke on my cock, and turned her into my sex slave for a summer. It was her idea. I swear. [MF]

(A warning: this is a long story, character-heavy, and I’ve had to divide it into two parts. I hope this makes it all the more satisfying in the end, but if you’re short on time, you might want to save this one for another time, or at least skip to the end or the next installment, which is basically all smut: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uxppuo/that_time_i_an_otherwise_responsible_and/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uxppuo/that_time_i_an_otherwise_responsible_and/))

“I love eating pussy,” Taylor declared, smirking at me from across the empty seminar room. “I love the taste and I fucking love the way it smells.” She leaned forward, resting her chin on both hands, letting her cleavage show. “Like at the end of the night when you’re kind of sweaty and you’re so fucking horny and everyone just wants to be touched.”

My cock was rock-hard, as usual, but I held my ground. I shuffled some papers, checked my email in order to delete yet another Insomnia Cookies coupon, and double-checked that I had a water bottle. Anything to cool my body’s undeniable, and undeniably inconvenient, passion for the twenty-year old sitting in front of me.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I replied.