I walked into the lecture hall for my data analytics class, and searched the rows of seats for one available towards the front. I always try to get a better up close view of my professor in this class. Most of my professors are about 50-70 years old, but not Mr. James. He was probably in his early to mid-thirties, very tall, and had a nice physique. He typically wore button up shirts with the sleeves rolled up in a casual way that showed off his nice arms. His dark brown hair complemented his hazel eyes and addicting smile. Everything about his appearance was charming, and to top it all off, he was intelligent as well. Every lecture I felt an aching heat between my legs as I watched him confidently teach the class.
I was a good student. I sat towards the front, I participated in class conversations, and I turned in my work on time. I made an effort to stand out, so that he would potentially notice me. To be honest, I always felt a tension between us. I noticed that he looked at me a lot during class. I made a point to show off my perfect smile when he would look at me, knowing it’s one of my best attributes. As a tall blonde with an hour glass figure and big butt, I have spent most of my life getting used to men looking at me. None of those men however made me turned on the way Mr. James did. His mere presence alone made me day dream of him fucking me against his desk.
While day dreaming and light flirting was fun, my body needed more. My attraction for Mr.
James was consuming me, and playing with myself at home to the thought of him was not cutting it anymore. I decided that today I was finally going to make some sort of move. I wore my best black athletic leggings that accentuated my curves and ass, and a light blue long sleeve crop-top that complemented my bright golden blonde hair. He is the only professor I have ever cared about impressing with my looks.
As he went through his hour and a half lecture, I spent the entirety of class with butterflies in my stomach. As the end approached, I began to doubt my decision more and more. But as he dismissed everyone and students began to clear out of the lecture hall, I decided to make my move. I walked up to his desk where he was already focusing on some papers. “Mr. James? I was wondering if you had any available office hours soon? I’m struggling on the assignment due this weekend and I feel like I need some one-on-one help”. He looked up at me with a smile that made my pussy start to ache. “Of course Layla. The only time I have available today would be late tonight though. Would you be able to come by around 8?” My stomach flipped at the thought of us being alone together that late in his office. “Yes! Thank you so much. I will see you then!” I said almost too excitedly. I turned around and walked out of the lecture hall hastily, trying to hide the blushing on my cheeks.
I decided that if I was going to try to seduce my handsome professor, I was going to have to wear something to grab his attention. I put on a white skirt that was high enough to show my legs off, and so that he could get a peak if I bent over “on accident”. I matched the skirt with a cute pink sweater crop top that made me look innocent and slutty at the same time. After doing some light hair and makeup, I was ready for my appointment with Mr. James.
I knocked on his office door, but did not hear a response. I waited a moment before knocking again, but the door opened quickly. “I’m sorry about that. I told you to come in, but this office has some pretty thick walls so sometimes it’s hard to hear anything from the outside”. In my mind I immediately thought about how convenient that must be for fucking. He sat at his desk in his usual well dressed yet relaxed attire. I sat in front of him, feeling too nervous to be the first one to speak. He must have noticed that I was anxious. “Well what questions do you have for me for the assignment?”. When I had walked into his office, I noticed a large white board on the left hand side of the wall near his desk. I decided to use this to my advantage. “It’s kind of hard to explain which parts I’m confused on. Is it okay if I used the board to write out problems where I’m stuck?”. His smile and voice made me feel so comfortable. “Yeah sure that could be helpful”.
I went up to the board and began working on some of the questions while he sat in his chair watching me. We discussed the problems for a few minutes, sharing some laughs and light flirtation. I decided to crank it up a notch. As I got to the lower part of the board, I began to bend over. My ass was facing him while I was writing, and I could immediately feel the sexual tension growing in the air. He became quiet, but I could feel his gaze burning into me. I knew he was getting a relatively up close look at my bent over ass peaking through my little skirt. I wore lace panties that day, mostly to prevent my wet pussy from dripping onto the chair in his office.
“This part I’m reallllly stuck on. Do you think you could come over here and show me how to solve this?” I said in my raspy voice, still bent over writing on the board. I hear him get out of his chair, and walk towards me. My body is tingling in anticipation of what is about to happen next. I stand up straight without turning around, and I feel him standing behind me. He uses one hand to grab me by my hips and his other hand to reach around and grab my throat. He pulls he tightly against him, and I can feel his huge cock pressing against my lower back. I gasp as I feel a rush of nerves flood my pussy. “You did all of this to get my attention, didn’t you baby girl?”, He said in a deep, husky voice. All I could force myself to say was “Yes, Sir.” My body felt frozen in an euphoric way. “You want to be the teachers pet? My perfect little student who cums when I tell her to?” I never realized how dominating Mr. James was. He wanted to satisfy every dark, kinky desire I had. “Yes, please sir. I want to be your perfect little pet”.
I feel his hand leave my hip and run underneath my skirt. My breathing becomes more like panting as runs his hands over my ass. His hand slid further down, and roughly shoved my panties to the side. He moves his fingers overs my dripping wet entrance, and he chuckles softly in his deep voice. “Looks like my baby girl is already so wet for me. I’ve been wanting to see what you taste like since the first day of class. You had to have known that wanted you this whole time”. His words made my heart flutter and my core ache for him even more. He pushed 2 fingers inside of me, and I let out a moan. He starts a pumping motion with his fingers, while he releases his other hand from my throat, which he used to reach around my front side and rub my clit in circular motions. The entire time he was pressed up behind me, leaving my body motionless as he brought me close to an orgasm. As my moans grew louder and my body began to tighten up, he whispered in my ear, “You only get to cum when I tell you to cum”. He quickly pulled his fingers out, and took his thumb off my clit. I felt empty the moment his body moved away from mine. He turned me around and began to feverishly kiss me. I wrapped my hands around his head and he grabbed me by the ass to lift me up around his waist. He sat me on the edge of his huge wooden desk, and sank to his knees on the ground. He shoved my legs open, and began kissing up my thick thighs. His face was inches away from my pussy while he slowly peeled my lace panties down my legs. The look on his face was pure ecstasy. I had never seen such sinful lust in a man’s eyes before. He dove his face into my wet pussy, focusing his tongue on my clit. My head dropped backwards and I attempted the cling onto the desk. I was already still close to an orgasm from before, but the second he plunged his finger back into my pussy, I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer. He looked up and smiled at me, with my juices all around his mouth. “You can come now baby girl. You did so good waiting for me”. He went back to circling my clit with his tongue and curling his fingers inside of me. His pussy eating talents and praise was enough to make me have the most intense orgasm I ever had in my life. My body shook as I came all over his mouth. He lapped up my juices with his tongue, then stood up and looked at me as my body unraveled. My eyes were closed as I was coming down from my euphoric high, but I could hear him undoing his belt buckle and zipper. I opened my eyes and looked down to see him lining up his long, thick cock at my entrance.
“Do you want me to suck your dick, sir?” I asked him.
“Normally I would say yes any day to my little slut asking to suck my cock. But right now I just need to feel your tight pussy.” His words made my body tingle all over, and my core ache for him to fill me up. He began to push the head of his cock into me, spreading my pussy lips wider. My wet slit was already coating his dick in my juices. He continued to push until he was about halfway in, then he pulled all the way back out. His hands tightly gripped my thighs, and he slammed his huge cock all the way into my tight wet pussy. I screamed at the shockwave sent through my whole body. I loved how rough and dominating he was. He fucked me with a deep and fast rhythm. “Fuck baby girl, your tight pussy makes me want to cum deep inside of you already”, He said as he thrusted inside of me. I pulled off my top as he fucked me on his desk, so that he could see my tits bouncing up and down. I began to feel another orgasm build inside of me, but once again he pulled out before I could finish. He turned me around and bent me over his desk. With my ass in the air, but my mini skirt still on, he slammed his cock back into my pussy and continued his vigorous pounding. He grabbed my hair with one hand, like it was his reins. His other hand spanked my ass over and over until my right cheek was bright red. The frictional feeling of his huge cock pushing and pulling deep inside of me was building my body up to another extremely intense orgasm. I couldn’t wait any longer.
“Please sir, I need to cum, and I want you to fill my pussy with your cum”. I said breathlessly between each deep thrust. “Yes my little slut. Cum for me.” With those words, my body began shaking, and my pussy clenched all around his cock. A sensational wave crashed all over me, leaving my entire body feeling tingly. I can hear him deeply moaning, and he stops thrusting. I can feel him shooting his hot load deep into my core. Everything about this moment feels perfect. I never expected this to be as amazing as it was. As he pulled out of me, he left a trail of soft kisses down my spine. I stand up slowly, and I realize how light headed I am from cumming so hard. I lose my balance a little, but Mr. James grabs me before I stumble. He grabbed my shirt off the ground and even helped me get dressed. Something about him was so caring and protective. After we finished getting situated,
he leaned in for a passionate but soft kiss. He pulls back and looks at me with his charming smile. “I’m glad I was able to help you with what you needed this session Layla” he says playfully. He hands me a small piece of paper with his phone number on it. “What’s this for?”, I ask. “Well you didn’t think we were done did you? This is so I can text you when I want you to cum for me. Doesn’t matter if your at home, in class, or even the gym. No matter whenever or wherever, if I want you to cum for me, you will obey me.”
His mischievous smile made my heart flutter.
“Yes sir”. I put the piece of paper in my backpack, and I gave him a quick kiss goodbye, and turned around to walk out the door. As I walked back to my apartment, I knew that this was about to be the most exciting semester of my life.