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It was my second year of college, and I, was unaware that I would begin to enjoy college even more this year. It all began when I signed up for an introductory biology class. I remember walking into class that first day, and seeing a stunning svelte raven-haired woman standing behind the podium. The mysteriously sexy woman wore a simple, white fitting top with no sleeves, blue pants, and flats. I could see all her curves hugging the clothes she wore, exposing her figure quite well. Her tits were a pair of round, fleshy volleyballs. Her ass, it seemed, were created to match her tits as they were round and firm.
I was immediately attracted. As I sat down, she began to introduce herself: “Hello class. Welcome to Introductory Biology. My name is Professor Xanthia. You can call me Professor X.”
“Xanthia? Hmm. That’s a name I’ve never heard before”, I thought to myself. My attention throughout the lecture was solely focused on her beauty. “I would love to get my hands on that.” I mused. After Professor X’s lecture ended, I strolled out of the room with a last quick glance at this stunning woman.
For the first week of classes, I attended lecture simply to ogle at my hot professor. I could care less about what she was teaching. I knew I had already learned the material in high school so I wouldn’t need to study. One day, while sitting in another class, I had a great idea. I could simply catch the Professors attention by doing poorly in class and I would inevitably be summoned to meet with her privately. From that day on, my quizzes, lab work, and tests were some of the worst grades in the class. I made completely sure that I would never score above a 40%. Then the waiting began. I began to constantly check my email for any sign of an email to meet Professor X regarding my poor grades. Everyday, I checked. One Thursday, I finally received and email from Professor X. I could hardly contain my excitement. The email stated:
“Please meet me at my office tomorrow at 5 pm. I wish to discuss a private matter with you.”
-Professor Xanthia
So began the very first step in getting closer to my professor. The next day I visited Professor X in her small cozy office. “Please take a seat”, she said. “It has come to my attention that you have been doing very poorly in this class. I’ve never seen anyone do so poorly in an introductory class. Do you have any idea why you’re doing so bad?”
Immediately, I blurted: “Uhhh I need help. I don’t understand the material and the teaching assistants aren’t much help.”
“Hmmm”, she pondered thoughtfully. “How about you come to my office everyday we have lecture and I’ll make sure you learn the material. I need you to pass so it doesn’t reflect poorly on me. Do you understand?”
“Yes”, I replied shyly. “Good! Then lets get started right now!”, she exclaimed.
For months, my tutoring from Professor X was amazing. I enjoyed spending my time with such a beautiful woman, ravishing in the fact that she would sit so close to me. I could enjoy all her features, from her perfectly round ass, flat stomach, and of course her boobs that seemingly struggled to find their way out of her shirts. Of course my grades were getting slightly better with her tutoring.
Summer had finally come and the weather had become warmer. I was very fit from working out, trying to get my beach body. I was feeling pretty happy with the ways were going in my life. Suddenly, one Friday, I received an email from Professor X stating that she needed to see me regarding a serious issue. I panicked. “What happened? Am I doing too well?” My thoughts raced through my head, trying to figure out the meaning of her mysterious message.
As I entered Professor X’s office I could see she had a serious face on. “When were you going to tell me you didn’t need my help anymore?, she shrieked. “I wasted so much time helping you!” I could see that she was angry, very angry.
I was torn between telling her that I was really actually dumb and that I just spent time with her just to ogle at her. My heart raced. I could feel my body heating up from the nervousness and indecision. After a full minute had passed, I anxiously told her the truth. I looked up and saw her smiling brilliantly, clearly enjoying my response.
“I thought you would say something like that”, she giggled. I was overcome with shock. “I know you’ve been getting good peeks at me when I tutor you. I also know you’re not that dumb. So I’ve decided to take matters into my own hands.”
Professor X got up from her seat, closed and locked the door, leaned in and gave me a hot passionate kiss. I could feel her hands moving up and down my body, exploring, teasing. She slid her hand gently over my crotch, whispering seductively into my ear. “I’d love to see what this could do.”
From that moment, all inhibitions flew out the window. I turned around, swiped everything off her desk, and lay her upon it. I took off her fitted top and saw her tits pop out as if they were struggling to get free. “You like?” I nodded and played with her tits, teasing her nipples by slowly passing my tongue over them and watching as Professor X shivered. “Mmmm “, she crooned. I slowly slid off her panties and massaged her legs, squeezing firmly enough to relax her. I split her legs apart and began kissing her inner thighs. I left soft kisses all the way up to her pussy. When she could no longer take the teasing, my tongue broadly licked her pussy, releasing her juices that had been bottled up. Professor X groaned loudly. “It’s been too long. I thought I was gonna lose it.”
Calmly, I moved my tongue on the sides of her pussy, with the occasional flick to her clitoris as I got to the top. As my tongue weaved between the lips of her pussy, Professor X’s breathlessness grew greater. I savored her gushing juices. Sweet, yet tangy. Her pussy engorged as I slithered my tongue in increasingly smaller circles around her clitoris. As I reached her clitoris, I gave it a little suck, drawing a low groan from Professor X. My hands glided over body, massaging and teasing. Her tits were scorching hot. As I caressed her tits, Professor X was busy stroking my hair and driving my head closer to pussy.
I slid two of my fingers into her pussy and fiddled with it. The combination of my fingers and my tongue were too much. Professor X lurched, grasping the table. Raising her hips, Professor X screamed as the orgasm hit her.
I slipped all of our clothes off and reclined on the chair behind us. Professor X sauntered over to me. With a swift single movement, she had thrown her leg over mine, and straddled me. Rocking back and forth, I could feel her pelvis gyrate on my cock, forcing it to harden ever further. As we rocked, hot steamy kisses flew between us, making us sweat. I signaled to Professor X to change positions with a wink. Instantly, she lay on all fours, biting her lips, and slapping her perfectly round ass that leaves a resounding thump.
I thrust into her hard, evoking a gasp from Professor X. Slapping her ass, I plunged my cock deep into her pussy. Ravishing the fleshy grip of her pussy, I silently let out a moan. Pumping vigorously, I came. I came ferociously. My sizzling load shot deep into the recesses of her pussy, covering every wall. “MMMMM. That felt amazing! We’ll do this again for sure.” Professor X turned around and winked.
“Now get out of my office so I can clean up this mess you made, you messy little boy.”
I was immediately attracted. As I sat down, she began to introduce herself: “Hello class. Welcome to Introductory Biology. My name is Professor Xanthia. You can call me Professor X.”
“Xanthia? Hmm. That’s a name I’ve never heard before”, I thought to myself. My attention throughout the lecture was solely focused on her beauty. “I would love to get my hands on that.” I mused. After Professor X’s lecture ended, I strolled out of the room with a last quick glance at this stunning woman.
For the first week of classes, I attended lecture simply to ogle at my hot professor. I could care less about what she was teaching. I knew I had already learned the material in high school so I wouldn’t need to study. One day, while sitting in another class, I had a great idea. I could simply catch the Professors attention by doing poorly in class and I would inevitably be summoned to meet with her privately. From that day on, my quizzes, lab work, and tests were some of the worst grades in the class. I made completely sure that I would never score above a 40%. Then the waiting began. I began to constantly check my email for any sign of an email to meet Professor X regarding my poor grades. Everyday, I checked. One Thursday, I finally received and email from Professor X. I could hardly contain my excitement. The email stated:
“Please meet me at my office tomorrow at 5 pm. I wish to discuss a private matter with you.”
-Professor Xanthia
So began the very first step in getting closer to my professor. The next day I visited Professor X in her small cozy office. “Please take a seat”, she said. “It has come to my attention that you have been doing very poorly in this class. I’ve never seen anyone do so poorly in an introductory class. Do you have any idea why you’re doing so bad?”
Immediately, I blurted: “Uhhh I need help. I don’t understand the material and the teaching assistants aren’t much help.”
“Hmmm”, she pondered thoughtfully. “How about you come to my office everyday we have lecture and I’ll make sure you learn the material. I need you to pass so it doesn’t reflect poorly on me. Do you understand?”
“Yes”, I replied shyly. “Good! Then lets get started right now!”, she exclaimed.
For months, my tutoring from Professor X was amazing. I enjoyed spending my time with such a beautiful woman, ravishing in the fact that she would sit so close to me. I could enjoy all her features, from her perfectly round ass, flat stomach, and of course her boobs that seemingly struggled to find their way out of her shirts. Of course my grades were getting slightly better with her tutoring.
Summer had finally come and the weather had become warmer. I was very fit from working out, trying to get my beach body. I was feeling pretty happy with the ways were going in my life. Suddenly, one Friday, I received an email from Professor X stating that she needed to see me regarding a serious issue. I panicked. “What happened? Am I doing too well?” My thoughts raced through my head, trying to figure out the meaning of her mysterious message.
As I entered Professor X’s office I could see she had a serious face on. “When were you going to tell me you didn’t need my help anymore?, she shrieked. “I wasted so much time helping you!” I could see that she was angry, very angry.
I was torn between telling her that I was really actually dumb and that I just spent time with her just to ogle at her. My heart raced. I could feel my body heating up from the nervousness and indecision. After a full minute had passed, I anxiously told her the truth. I looked up and saw her smiling brilliantly, clearly enjoying my response.
“I thought you would say something like that”, she giggled. I was overcome with shock. “I know you’ve been getting good peeks at me when I tutor you. I also know you’re not that dumb. So I’ve decided to take matters into my own hands.”
Professor X got up from her seat, closed and locked the door, leaned in and gave me a hot passionate kiss. I could feel her hands moving up and down my body, exploring, teasing. She slid her hand gently over my crotch, whispering seductively into my ear. “I’d love to see what this could do.”
From that moment, all inhibitions flew out the window. I turned around, swiped everything off her desk, and lay her upon it. I took off her fitted top and saw her tits pop out as if they were struggling to get free. “You like?” I nodded and played with her tits, teasing her nipples by slowly passing my tongue over them and watching as Professor X shivered. “Mmmm “, she crooned. I slowly slid off her panties and massaged her legs, squeezing firmly enough to relax her. I split her legs apart and began kissing her inner thighs. I left soft kisses all the way up to her pussy. When she could no longer take the teasing, my tongue broadly licked her pussy, releasing her juices that had been bottled up. Professor X groaned loudly. “It’s been too long. I thought I was gonna lose it.”
Calmly, I moved my tongue on the sides of her pussy, with the occasional flick to her clitoris as I got to the top. As my tongue weaved between the lips of her pussy, Professor X’s breathlessness grew greater. I savored her gushing juices. Sweet, yet tangy. Her pussy engorged as I slithered my tongue in increasingly smaller circles around her clitoris. As I reached her clitoris, I gave it a little suck, drawing a low groan from Professor X. My hands glided over body, massaging and teasing. Her tits were scorching hot. As I caressed her tits, Professor X was busy stroking my hair and driving my head closer to pussy.
I slid two of my fingers into her pussy and fiddled with it. The combination of my fingers and my tongue were too much. Professor X lurched, grasping the table. Raising her hips, Professor X screamed as the orgasm hit her.
I slipped all of our clothes off and reclined on the chair behind us. Professor X sauntered over to me. With a swift single movement, she had thrown her leg over mine, and straddled me. Rocking back and forth, I could feel her pelvis gyrate on my cock, forcing it to harden ever further. As we rocked, hot steamy kisses flew between us, making us sweat. I signaled to Professor X to change positions with a wink. Instantly, she lay on all fours, biting her lips, and slapping her perfectly round ass that leaves a resounding thump.
I thrust into her hard, evoking a gasp from Professor X. Slapping her ass, I plunged my cock deep into her pussy. Ravishing the fleshy grip of her pussy, I silently let out a moan. Pumping vigorously, I came. I came ferociously. My sizzling load shot deep into the recesses of her pussy, covering every wall. “MMMMM. That felt amazing! We’ll do this again for sure.” Professor X turned around and winked.
“Now get out of my office so I can clean up this mess you made, you messy little boy.”
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