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Ashley looked at herself in the mirror. She liked how she looked. At 5’9” in her four inch heels she was tall. Being on her feet at work had helped her shed the freshman fifteen she gain almost five years ago. She was now a slim 115 pounds. Tonight she had also taken the time to curl her long brown hair and apply make-up. She was excited to be going out tonight, even if it was by herself. It had been two months since she graduated from college and started her new job, a month since she had a weekend off and more importantly three months since Brad had dumped her. Tonight she was going to start over as a single girl out for fun. She had decided to go to an alumni bar here in town. The college she graduated from was only fifteen miles away and this bar had a reputation for drawing former students and the occasional professor. She hoped that she would run into someone she knew or at least meet someone new.

Once she arrived at the bar, she looked around hoping to see someone she knew. Not seeing anyone she took a seat at the bar and ordered a Mojito. Her plan was to hang out for about an hour having a couple of drinks. If nothing happened at that point she would head home, take a long bath and enjoy a quiet evening.

About forty-five minutes later and halfway through her second drink she heard a familiar voice. “Well Hello Ashley, what brings you here tonight?”

It was Professor Jones. She had taken several classes from him in college and always enjoyed them. Partly because he was a younger professor and more importantly he was very pleasing to the eyes.

Ashley and Professor Jones spent the next hour talking and having dinner together at a back table. Early on he told her to call him Hoby. They talked about school, where she was working and even discussed Brad. As the night went on, Ashley began to pour on the sugar. She really found him attractive and made sure he realized that. After a while, she just reached over and kissed him. The kiss felt wonderful.

As she pulled back he smiled at her. “Before we let this go any further Ashley. I think you should know a little about me. I find plain vanilla sex boring. I am a very dominating person at home and in the bedroom and like to take total control. Sex with me can be rough, hard and fast Most women I know are not the least bit interested in that type of relationship.”

Just the thought of what he said made her heart skip a beat and her sex to spasm. She was really a novice when it came to sex. She had only slept with two boyfriends and it was definitely plain vanilla. On the other hand she found what he said very interesting and…… stimulating.

After a moment she replied. “That sounds interesting.”

Hoby looked at her and laughed. “Interesting huh, if it sounds interesting that means you have no idea of what I am talking about, however I could be persuaded to teach you.”

Ashley began to wonder if she was getting herself in too deep but she was so horny and wanted to experience something besides her vibrator for a change.

Smiling back, she replied, “Mmmm, you already know I am a good student."

They quickly decided that since Hoby had walked to the bar, Ashley would drive both of them to his house. The drive was quiet with a lot of tension in the air. Ashley was wondering where she had checked her brain. As turned on as she was and as much as she wanted to sleep with Professor Jones, she could not believe she was actually doing this. She had only kissed him once and that was no more than a peck on the lips. On top of that he had told her he liked rough sex.

Hoby’s house was about a mile from the bar on the edge of town. It was tucked back off the main road in a forest. Ashley was impressed when they entered the house. It was nicely decorated and the main floor was really nothing more than a great room, dining room and kitchen.

“Would you like something to drink? I don’t have mojitos but I can offer a beer or wine”.

“A glass of wine would be great.”

“Would you like Red or white?”

“White please.”

Hoby went into the kitchen and poured Ashley a glass of wine. “Go ahead and have a seat in the great room, I need to go down to the basement and will be back shortly.”

Hoby went through a door and disappeared. While he was gone Ashley looked around the room for pictures. She really wanted to learn more about this mystery man she was about to sleep with. She only saw a couple. One picture was of Hoby and a very attractive Latino woman who appeared to be about thirty. What Ashley found most interesting about the picture was the dog collar the woman was wearing with the name “Sam” engraved it. Just as she was thinking about getting up and going over to the picture for a closer look Hoby returned.

“How is the wine?”

“Great thank you.”

“Awesome……. Why don’t you come with me downstairs, I have something I would like to show you?”

Ashley followed Hoby down the stairs wondering why he went down first. Obviously he wanted to get something ready but why not just invite her down to begin with. At the bottom of the stairs was a set of double doors. Hoby stopped at the doors, turned around and kissed her deeply. Their tongues dueled against each other as their excitement increased. Finally Hoby broke the kiss.

“Behind these doors is my playroom. You are the first person from the university to ever see what is in this room.”

With that he turned and opened the doors walking in. Ashley did not know what he wanted her to do so she held back. Hoby turned, looked at her and said, “Come on in.”

As Ashley entered the room she could not believe what she was seeing. The room looked like a medieval torture chamber. There were chains hanging from a couple of places on the ceiling, a wooden X was on one wall with chains at each of the corners as well. In the center of the room was a large four post bead with black satin sheets. Finally on one wall hung a variety of whips, paddles, floggers and riding crops surrounded by various 8x10 pictures framed and hanging on the wall. The room totally freaked Ashley out. She was not sure if she should run or stay. She had read a couple of books that included bondage and it always turned her on but to see this was something totally different.

“Welcome to my play room. I can tell by the look on your face you are at least a little bit shocked and concerned. Here is what is going to happen. I am going to leave you in here and go upstairs to the second story. Please take a look around this room and decide if this is something you want to experience. If it isn’t, I totally understand. Please just let yourself out the front door. All I ask is that you please tell no one else what you have seen. On the other hand if this is something you want to explore and learn about, please be ready for my return in fifteen minutes. Listen to me carefully because in this room I am not a patient and understanding person. When I get back, I expect you to have stripped, folded your clothes neatly and placed them on top that dresser. You will go over and sit in that corner (he pointed) naked on your knees with your hands in on your knees. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Alright, the time on that clock (He points to one on the wall) is 9:23. I will return at 9:38. You know what I expect.”

With that, Hoby turned and left the room. OMG….OMG….. OMG. Ashley was so freaked out. She quickly went over to look at the pictures on the wall. Most of them were of “Sam” bound to the different items around the room. All of them appear to have been taken by Hoby because he was not in any of them. There are several where you can see a dick being sucked or screwing someone. There are a couple of other pictures with different woman and even several with Sam and different women. As she look around the room at all the stuff She guessed you could call them toys or maybe tools, she decided she was going to stay. She found the room incredibly exhilarating and wanted to see what it would be like to give up control. As she looked around, she glanced at the clock, it is 9:34. Knowing Hoby would be back shortly she stripped quickly and piled her clothes on the dresser. Just as the clock turns to 9:38, she tossed her panties at the dresser and missed with them landing on the floor as she was getting into place. Almost immediately Hoby walks through the door

Hoby was now dressed only in a pair of silk pajama bottoms that hang loosely on his hips. Ashley was amazed at how sexy he looked. Ashley was not sure how she should act as Hoby walked over to her.

He apparently knew what was going through her mind. “Keep your head lowered and do not look at me. From this point forward in this house your only purpose is to be my slave, my slut, here to please me. You will not do anything without asking permission first. You will not speak unless spoken to first. You may ask permission to do something. You will only address me as Master or Sir. Manners are very important. I expect to hear please and thank you with for everything you ask to do or are allowed to do. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

Hoby reaches down grabbing her chin and pulling her head up to look at him. “Excuse me?”

“Yes Master”

“That is better. I need you to think of a word that you will remember no matter what. It has to be a word that you would not normally use in conversation. Please let me know when you have decided on a word.”

Ashley found this request very interesting and could not figure out why she was asked this. After a moment she had the word.

“Master, I have a word.”

“What is the word?”

“Quidditch”

“Ah a Harry Potter fan? From now on in this room the word quidditch is your safe word. If what I am doing is too much and you want me to stop, just say quidditch. I will stop what I am doing and we will discuss it. Entering into a relationship like this is a learning process for both. I am going to try to push your limits. I need to learn what those limits are. You on the other hand have to learn to trust me and know that I am never going to do anything to harm you. Quidditch is your escape hatch if things get to be too much. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

Hoby slapped her right breast hard right across the nipple. Ashley sucked in breath and tried to suppress the tears that were forming. “Manners slave. What is the correct response?”

“Yes master.”

“Better, now stand up and turn around facing the wall”. Ashley did as she was told. “Back away from the wall until you are about two feet away. Spread your legs and lean forward with your hands and forehead against the wall.

Again, Ashley does as she is told. Suddenly Hoby smacked her right ass check hard and she let out a yelp in surprise.

“Quiet, that was nothing. You need to learn to be quiet.”

Hoby slapped her left ass cheek and Ashley bit down on her lip to keep from making a sound. Hoby reached between her legs and cupped her sex in his hand. He pulled his hand back, letting his finger slide through her lips feeling how wet and hot she was.

“My, my. My little slut is very wet for her master. Are you enjoying this?”

“Yes.”

Slap, slap, slap, slap. Hoby hit her ass alternating between cheeks.

“Excuse me?”

Ashley was totally stunned by what was happening. This time tears were freely flowing down her cheek. “Yes Master.”

“Think before you speak. It is a learning process and just like you would think before responding at work or in school, you need to think here as well.”

“Yes Master, I will try harder”.

Hoby slipped his hands around Ashley and cupped both of her breasts. “You have very nice tits slave. What are they, about a B or C?”

“My chest is a 34, small C Master. “

Hoby pinched each nipple roughly and pulled the nipples hard, stretching out her breasts. Ashley let out a low moan. She was going to have to get used to the mixture of pleasure and pain. When Hoby let go there was a burst of pleasure/pain that shot through her. She felt it most in her sex. Ashley was very turned on and knew that it would not take much to throw her over the edge and into orgasmic relief.

Hoby stepped away and walked over to the dresser, looking at her clothes piled on the dresser and the panties on the floor. He opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of leather cuffs. Walking back to Ashley, he told her to place her right hand on her right ass cheek. Hoby placed the cuff on her wrist and had her place her hand back on the wall. He then went through the same process with her left wrist. Ashley looked at the cuffs on her wrists with trepidation. Hoby was now preparing to bind her and she was nervous about giving up that control. Just then Hoby again reached between her legs to cup her sex and pull his hand back through her exposed lips. He slipped his index finger insider her, letting her coat it with her juice before continuing. He stopped when his index finger was on her anus. Here he slowly massaged her anus and slipped his finger in slightly. Ashley closed her eyes and took in a deep breath at the feel of the unusual intrusion. Finally Hoby pulled his finger out and moved his finger to her mouth.

“Suck my finger and clean it off.”

Ashley did just that, sucking his finger into her mouth and using her tongue as if it were a small cock.

Hoby told Ashley to stand up and follow him. The walked her to the center of the room right below one of the chains hanging from the ceiling. Hoby had her place her hands together in front of her and clipped the cuffs together with a carabineer. He then pulled her arms up stretching them as far as he could with her feet on the floor and clipped the cuffs to the chain. With her arms bound over her head, Ashley took a deep breath. She had now given up total control. Up to this point there was a way out but instead she now relied on Hoby to release her. As Ashley was deep in thought, Hoby had gone over to the supply wall and collected a brown leather riding crop. When he returned, he noticed Ashley was in her own world. To pull her back he took the riding crop and slowly dragged it through her lower lips. Ashley’s head snapped up in surprise and then looked back down at the crop as it was rubbed through her swollen sex. Hoby wiggled it around making sure the leather tip was good and wet with her juice. He ran the wet tip up her body to her open mouth. She sucked it into her mouth. Ashley was a mix of emotions as she sucked the end of the crop. This was the most erotic thing she had ever done. It was also the scariest thing she had ever done.

As she finished sucking her juice off the riding crop, Hoby came up and stood about 8 inches from her. He reached down with his hand and grabbed about six of her pubic hair. She had never shaved any of her bush but did try and keep it trimmed. He looked her in the eye.

“This hair must be gone before you enter my home again”

With that he yanked the hair out, roots and all. Ashley was startled by the sudden pain, sucking in a deep breath.

“Yes Master.”

“So before we go any further my slutty little slave I have some questions for you.” “First off have you ever done anything like this before?”

“No Master.”

“Did you ever consider being a submissive to another person?”

“No Master.”

“For a novice slave you are doing so well. I look forward to continuing your education. Are you currently using birth control?”

“Yes Maste.r”

“When was the last time you had sex?”

“Over three months ago.”

“Mmmm so you are a horny little slave?”

“Yes Master.”

“Do you like to give blowjobs?”

“No Master.”

“We will work on that. A good slave loves to give blowjobs, swallowing cum or wearing it proudly on her face. Have you ever let someone fuck that little ass of yours?”

“No Master”

Hoby came right up behind her and cupped her sex from behind and again pulled his fingers through her wet slit. Again when he reached her anus he applied pressure with his finger, letting it slide in deeper this time. Ashley squirmed at the intrusion. “I look so forward to popping your ass cherry. Ashley let out a moan at the thought.

“Have you ever been with a woman?”

“Yes Master.”

“Did you like it?”

“Yes Master, I think I am bisexual.”

“Mmmm, very good. Now I want you to think about when you first came into this room, do you remember what I told you to do with your clothes?”

“You told me to put them on the Dresser.”

Hoby swung the crop down hard, hitter her on her right nipple. Ashley let out a yelp. Fuck that hurt.

“Think harder.”

Ashley took a deep breath trying to calm down. Once she had calmed down and her nipple was just throbbing, she realized her mistake.

“Master, you told me to fold my clothes neatly and place them on the dresser. I just piled them on the dresser.”

“Excelent! My slave is learning quickly. Since you were quick to figure out your error, the punishment will not be as severe.” Oh shit thought Ashley. What will the punishment be? “I think ten strikes to that pretty little ass of yours with my crop should suffice. “You will need to count them for me. If you miss count or fail to count out loud, we start all over again.”

With that Ashley felt the first sting of the crop hitting her ass.

“One.”

Hoby hit her four more times alternating cheeks with Ashley counting for him. After the fifth hit Hoby ran the crop between her legs, teasing her hard clit. Ashley could not believe what was happening and how turned on she was. This was so wrong to be getting pleasure in this way. Hoby resumed the strikes, hitting her the last five times in such rapid succession Ashley struggled to keep up with her counting. Once finished Hoby took his time walking over to the wall and hanging the crop back on the wall in its proper place. As he did that, Ashley was trying to regain her composure. The hits from the riding crop had hurt like hell and she was sure she would have welts on her ass.

When Hoby returned he grabbed her hips and pulled him tight up against him. She could feel his hard cock pressed tightly against her stomach. His silk pajamas were damp with pre-cum oozing out. He wrapped one hand around her waist holding her in place as he grabbed her hair pulling it down to force her face up to meet his in a deep lingering French kiss.

Finally he broke off the kiss and nibbled his way along her jaw line to her ear and whispered, “Now the fun begins.”

Hoby released her from his grip and pulled a blindfold out of his pocket and slipped it over her eyes. He returned to kissing her as his hands migrated to her breasts, pinching, pulling and teasing her hard nipples. Ashley was so turned on her breath was coming in deep gulps. She could feel copious amounts of her juices running down her thighs. She could never remember feeling this turned on or needing to cum this bad.

Hoby’s hands left her breasts and traced a path up her arms to where her wrists were bound. He released the carabineer holding her wrists from the chain, allowing her arms to drop. Stepping back he told Ashley to turn around and bend over at the waist. Once she did this he clipped the carabineer to one of the corner bedposts. He manipulated her so she was bent over at the waist with her legs spread and hands holding the post she was bound to. He also helped her to put one of her shoulders against the post to help her stay upright and in place. Hoby left Ashley in that position for what seemed like an eternity. The trepidation she felt as she wondered what was to come next was very unnerving. She really wanted to see where Hoby was and what he was doing.

Then she felt it, Hoby was positioned behind her and his hard cock was rubbing up and down her wet waiting lips. She wiggled her hips in anticipation. Suddenly Hoby slammed into her all the way to the hilt. She sucked in a breath at the sudden intrusion. That intrusion was all it took to send the ripples of an intense orgasm through her body. She bit her lip to keep from making any noise as the waves of pleasure moved through her body. Hoby grabbed her hips began to pump in and out of her. His cock was by far the largest cock she had ever had inside her and it felt like it was stretching her out to the limit. Hoby was amazing. He seemed to be able to tell when she was getting close to orgasm again and would change his rhythm or depth of his stroke. He did this several times driving her need to find release through the roof. Finally his breath started to increase and his stroke was erratic. She knew he was about to cum as so was she. Finally she felt his whole body stiffen as he slammed his cock deep into her and found release. This was all it took to push her over the edge.

“Oh God Master I am cumming!!!”

This was the most intense orgasm she had ever had and if Hoby hadn’t held onto her hips she probably would have collapsed onto the ground. Ashley’s whole body shook with wave after wave of pleasure.

Finally their breathing returned to normal. Hoby leaned down and kissed her back and neck. Whispering in her ear he said “One warning, next time you ask permission to cum. You do nothing without permission.” Hoby Stood up and pulled out of her. Suddenly she heard the doors to the room open and close. Ashley collapsed onto the floor in tears, Her hands still bound to the bedpost. This was the most intense thing she had ever experienced.

At the same time she wondered, where did he go and when will he come back?

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Rick, the head of campus security, pops his head through the open doorway as I finish gathering my things from the now empty classroom. “Yes, Rick, I’m ready to go.” I smile as I walk towards him. His eyes sweep my figure, as he does most evenings. I’m wearing a black A-line skirt over sheer stockings and my chiffon top hugs my curves. Knowing that Rick would walk me across campus to my car, as he does every Wednesday, I surreptitiously unbuttoned the top three buttons of my blouse while...

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My English Professor

It was my second year of college and I decided I needed to take a core class aside from my political science major. What to take, what to take? I hated math and science, so I figured I would be ok with English. How can I do badly in a subject that I actually liked, right? I ended up signing up for English 1301 with Professor Collins, since I had heard he was a pretty good professor. The first day of class came around, and I had to drag my butt out of bed for the 8 AM English class. What was I...

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Love Comes to the Professor

She sat there, in the very front row, to my immediate left. When I walked into the classroom at the outset of the spring semester, and set my materials down, and met her glance, I knew that I was in big, big trouble.She was a recent transfer student to the Midwestern private college at which I was an adjunct professor. I had noticed her in the hallways in the building in which I taught, and was transfixed by her beautiful eyes and shy smile.And she returned my hallway interest with an interest...

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The English Professor

Michael Lavine was one of the most sought after bachelors that I knew. Not only an English professor adored by both his students and peers, he was charming, charismatic, and gorgeous. He was toned with a muscular build, short wavy brown hair, and had the most dazzling set of green eyes anyone had ever seen. He was also a best seller novelist causing fortune to be added to his resume. Women of all ages would always have the tendency to throw themselves at him. But he always pulled away, not...

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Love Comes to the Professor

She sat there, in the very front row, to my immediate left. When I walked into the classroom at the outset of the spring semester, and set my materials down, and met her glance, I knew that I was in big, big trouble.She was a recent transfer student to the Midwestern private college at which I was an adjunct professor. I had noticed her in the hallways in the building in which I taught, and was transfixed by her beautiful eyes and shy smile.And she returned my hallway interest with an interest...

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The slave professor

The Slave ProfessorChapter 1 Dr.Karin is a professor of art in New York University. She is 37 years old. She is holding PhD degree in Art. Her major is English literature. Despite her age she is working hard to keep herself in good shape and fitness. She is a beautiful lady with long brown hair, brown eyes, firm breast and relatively slim white body. She is married and has one son. Her husband is a plastic surgeon in the university hospital. He has a very good reputation among his colleagues....

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The Professor

It's 10:30 at night and I'm sitting here in the Times newsroom, well actually in what we call the sport bullpen, trying for the tenth time to polish off a story about the latest win by our local junior college basketball team. The team is just 14-17 this year but they have a very good power forward on their less than spectacular team. The kid has a real chance to transfer to a four-year college if he can just get some good ink and that's been my goal all year. Earlier this evening he shot...

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Untouchable Professor

This is an account of a reputed untouchable married woman who secretly developed and sustained a taboo lifestyle until her career in academia ended. It all began soon after a devastating personal crisis when a county fair fortune-teller claimed a man would unexpectedly enter her life. In her ensuing fantasies a tall, dark and handsome suitor swept her off her feet. Within a week the Dean of Administrative Affairs introduced a new adjunct professor and football coach. Even though deeply tanned,...

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The Math Professor

There are two types of people in this world: those who enjoy math and those who do not enjoy math. Another way to divide the world is into virgins and those who have not experienced sexual intercourse. I am a professor of mathematics. I enjoy math. I have not experienced sexual intercourse. I cannot describe what an intolerable agony it is to be a thirty-five year-old virgin. After my morning masturbation, I took a shower and proceeded to ride my bicycle to lecture. I am an assistant professor...

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My Professor

“Did you earn good grades, Leslie?” My stepmother asked. “I did, I’ve aced every test and done well on all the homework.” “So why won’t she give you the grade?” I didn’t know Melanie that well, she’d married my dad just a couple months earlier, She was twenty nine with a model’s body, long legs, a big solid rack and a little BB ass and a gorgeous face. We were getting along pretty well so I decided to tell her the truth. “She caught me fooling around with another girl in the locker room...

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Gracey and Her Professor

Grace was beautiful. Five feet, four inches with creamy skin with an equally creamy complexion and long, wavy brown hair. A pert nose, dark bedroom eyes, and full pink lips gave her a face that most people paid to have nowadays. Her body was like a valley, curves leading the eyes every which way. Her breasts were full, firm, and high; her waist small, but her hips wide. Her generous thighs would make a priest forget his vows. She had decided to buy a new wardrobe after moving out...

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Amy and the Professor

Amy and the Professor Dr. Andrew T. Temple & Pooch- Dr. Temple sat deep in his leather recliner. His right hand held a portfolioof the students scheduled for his upcoming Graduate Philosophy 522 class. Hisleft hand held a tumbler of his favorite Single Malt Scotch. It promised tobe a good night. One of his favorite activities lay before him; picking hissemester prey from among the many young, bright and fuckable co-eds who hadregistered for his course. Over his long and successful tenure at...

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My College Professor

Introduction: My first story. I hope you like My college professor Its the beginning of a new semester and Samantha is not happy with the school she is at. You see over the summer Sams mom had a heart attack and because of that Sam moved home to take care of her. So instead of going to the top notch college that she had loved her freshman year she was going to the local technical college that took anybody. Being a business major Sam had to take a marketing class that she didnt think she was...

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Professor

Let me tell you the story of how my worst day become a dream come true. My name is Professor Jackson I use to be an English teacher at Harvard but got fired because of an obvious misunderstanding. Mrs Flowers, 66 years old Librarian, accused me of sexual misconduct. she claimed i grabbed her ass and made sexual advances towards her. which is complete BS. i am a gentleman and i would never make advances without expressed permission. But all it took was one complaint by Mrs flowers and i was out...

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A fake professor

Hi there, I am about 35 years old and here is the story that took place not long ago, I remember everything vividly and I still can’t believe it really happened to me. All my life, I was working as a driver, not a cab driver but driving some big shots. I received decent salary and was happy with my life. What is more, I always has a luxurious car by my side, the better part was that the gasoline and repairs were covered by my employer. So, in short, I could drive wherever I wanted and enjoy the...

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Horny Student Hot Professor

She walks briskly into class a few minutes early and sits in the front row. She pretends to look over her notes from the previous class. She sits up straight, her eyes down, swinging her crossed leg rhythmically. She has a big secret and she’s deathly afraid someone will surmise. She’s wearing a short, flirty summer skirt and her legs are bare, no tights. The professor comes in and class begins. He notices that she is sitting in the front row, notices her posture and her big black Mary Jane...

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Janna and the Professor

M/F, M+/F, BDSM, spanking, humiliation, anal, toys JANNA AND THE PROFESSOR PART I Janna walked around the house, bored to death. Her English Lit professor,Dr. Atkins, had asked her if she could house-sit for the weekend while he wasout of town. Now, she wasn't sure she should have accepted since he apparentlydidn't believe in cable. "Who in the world doesn't have cable TV" she thoughtto herself. She had already explored most of the house, finding nothing to stimulateher interest. When she...

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A Night With the Professor

My name is Neethu and I am 21 years old now. I live in bangalore but completed my college studies in Delhi. This story that I am going to narrate what happened to me when I was 17. I was in Delhi and I was studying in a pretty good college, I lived with my father back then, my mother died when I was 3 so I don't remember her much, my father had to work a lot so he was rarely home and since I had no authority figure I was quite a mess at the age of 16 itself so he decided to send me to Delhi for...

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My College Professor

It's the beginning of a new semester and Samantha is not happy with the school she is at. You see over the summer Sam's mom had a heart attack and because of that Sam moved home to take care of her. So instead of going to the top notch college that she had loved her freshman year she was going to the local technical college that took anybody.  Being a business major Sam had to take a marketing class that she didn't think she was going to like. When she walked into the class and saw that...

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Fucked by college professor

TRUE STORYWhen I was in college, (graduated now) I worked in my department office. Working in the department office had its perks. I was basically a TA (teacher's assistant) for every teacher in our department. I had access to almost all the grades for every student in the program for that particular course. I knew my job well and did my job well. Recently, at the time, we just gained a new adjunct professor who was to teach some of our online courses. I was recommended to him by our office...

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Episode 27 8211 The Naughty Professor

In our last episode, Aarushi was concerned and stressed about her exams which was just a few days ahead. And she was not prepared for writing the exams. Alike most of her other friends she too was seeking help from the rest of her classmates, but they selfishly refused to help. But just when the rest of her friends were about to lose all hope, Aarushi had her own ways of getting what she wanted. She approached Mr. Agnihotri, their professor, directly. He was at the library when Aarushi...

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DeStress the Professor

As the sound of mumbling students and rustling bags grew louder, Ron Fuller looked up from the whiteboard he was writing on to check the clock. Class had run a few minutes over yet again, and students were getting antsy.He turned from the board to face his class. Rows of stadium seating were packed with students, a few who'd arrived late forced to stand to the side to take notes. A month ago, this history class only took up a little over half of the seats, and he had trouble with too many open...

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Maggie and The Professor

Being awarded a senior faculty fellowship was the culmination of three long hard years of work, and David couldn’t remember the last time he had felt this kind of professional validation. Such satisfaction. And the paid sabbatical would be a welcome respite from teaching. He hoped to use that time to finish the text that he’d begun to work on years ago, just bits and pieces collected here and there. He’d use that text to instruct an undergraduate class in the new course he would be adding to...

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The English Professor

It was late into the semester and the college announced that there would special classes for certain Students. For all did I know that these classes would turn out to be really “special” for me. IAM a 20 year old, good looking, (and since this page is about sex), I do have a medium sized penis but I can fuck like the animal she wants me to be. Coming back to the story. I attended classes only for this sexed out and curvy professor in my college.. beaula.. shes 5’4 in height big titties a bubble...

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Please Professor

"Professor Snape?" he looked at me with the scowl he had been wearing all night. "My name is Chris" i said and he reluctantly (or so he was playing out) shook my hand and nodded. i followed him to class seeing as i didn't know where i was going anyways. i sat down and pulled out my sketch pad. i was a fare artist and wanted to add his sweet ass face to my collection. slowly i sketched away not really paying attention. i was hoping he would get irritated and hold me after for detention. but...

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seducing my professor

The first day of classes was already half over and I was not scared at the perspective workload. My next class was a writing class, it look interesting because we were able to write stories, poems, essays, opinions, or whatever came to mind. I took my seat just as this tall redhead walked in. she looked young and I half expected her to sit down in one of the desks near me. Instead she put her bag on the desk in the front of the classroom and started writing stuff on the board. I could not...

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The Professor

 It was an unseasonably warm day in mid-October as I strolled up to our usual meeting spot at the southeast corner of the university quad. I was the first of the group to arrive, so I snatched up a seat at the picnic table, at the far end, that was excluded from the shade of a nearby tree.I took off my jacket, exposing my shoulders to the late afternoon sun. Let the warmth wash over my body, knowing that this would be one of the last balmy days before the weather chilled for fall.I pulled out...

College Sex
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The Professor

 It was an unseasonably warm day in mid-October as I strolled up to our usual meeting spot at the southeast corner of the university quad. I was the first of the group to arrive, so I snatched up a seat at the picnic table, at the far end, that was excluded from the shade of a nearby tree.I took off my jacket, exposing my shoulders to the late afternoon sun. Let the warmth wash over my body, knowing that this would be one of the last balmy days before the weather chilled for fall.I pulled out...

College Sex
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Amber and the Professor

Amber was late for her appointment with Professor Crimson. He was kind enough to let her come by his home for her oral dissertation. Unfortunately, Amber got stuck in college traffic and arrived a half hour late. She rang the bell but got no response. Hearing voices coming from the back, she crept quietly around the corner of the house and hid in the bushes. The Professor led his wife by the hand to a chair in the center of a screened porch. He used his stern teacher voice.."what did we agree...

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Psyche The Professor

Monica I sat at my desk watching my professor talk. The man loved to hear himself talk. I can't even imagine a person being more... well, boring. But still, if I was going to get the internship I desperately needed, I had to get an 'A' in his class. It wasn't my fault really...Ok, sure I could have studied more, but a girl has other things she needs to do, and reading paper after paper of boring psychological studies... well, it's enough to put you to sleep. I need my sleep. So... I guess I...

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The professor

A mature student makes out sex and insinuates for the first time. I was able to  manage quite well  to  exploit this submissive, obedient attributes in this woman  who had begun to  reveal.  I still wonder how I succeeded in using my best  method ever. She was submitted, I became her master,  and   finally could penetrate within her;   she amazingly   liked this.   When she felt her body playing with mine,    she began to  discern  lust, desire and envy.  I definitely was a man who  awakened...

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Bad Professor

"I'm really sorry, Hunter. You're a beautiful girl, you really are. And you'll find someone much better - and younger - than me. You shouldn't be with a man in his mid-forties; you should be hanging out with the other young 20-somethings." "What if I don't want to?" I looked at her for a moment. It was difficult to deny this girl. "Well. In any case, I can't risk my job." She used the handkerchief again and stood up to leave. Her bared, flat white tummy - and a delicate belly...

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The Panty Professor

I returned to college a few days after giving Daddy his very special present on his birthday, Halloween (see the story “Trick or Treat, Daddy?” posted on this site in the Incest category). After I spanked Dean Robertson and did him with the strap-on so he would let me go home to Daddy, I began to understand what needed to be done to please my professors. You had to find out what interested each one the most. Some liked cunnilingus, some liked fellatio. Some liked to stick you up the ass and...

Fetish
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My Husband the Professor

Ava had her first long weekend off since starting her new job. She practically raced to the locker room to change out of her nursing scrubs and into an outfit she had perfectly planned to go with her after work adventure. She was planning to pay her husband a special visit. Her husband, Jake, was a microeconomics professor at a private college no more than 10 minutes away. She changed into her only bra that made her small boobs look at least in the B-cup range. Ava pulled her waist length...

Straight Sex
2 years ago
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Letter to the Professor

Dear Professor, I haven’t had time to finish my assignment, so I’m sending you this letter to explain. Hopefully, you will be understanding of my situation and, perhaps, feel kind enough to grant me an extension? I think I may need another week. You see, I’m struggling to maintain my focus, but I guess you’ve noticed that? Despite enjoying the subject and your authoritative and intelligent lectures, I am prone to daydreaming recently. I apologise. It’s just that when you’re stood there and I’m...

3 years ago
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Letter to the Professor

Dear Professor, I haven’t had time to finish my assignment, so I’m sending you this letter to explain. Hopefully, you will be understanding of my situation and, perhaps, feel kind enough to grant me an extension? I think I may need another week. You see, I’m struggling to maintain my focus, but I guess you’ve noticed that? Despite enjoying the subject and your authoritative and intelligent lectures, I am prone to daydreaming recently. I apologise. It’s just that when you’re stood there and I’m...

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1 year ago
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My Professor

It started out in small glances and hidden smiles. The small things are the best things, the slight brush of fingers handing in a paper, the slight touch of his chest as I walk past, and the desirable scent that he always left behind. It was the small things like rain drops that built to send a flood in the middle of my heart. Every day I cherished these little moments till my heart was swelling with love towards a very smart man. A man that I shouldn't love or basely desire. A man that I had...

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