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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 wagging at the end of her long, bare, tightly crossed leg. He notes the slight flush on her face and the way she won’t look up from her papers. To make her look at him, he asks her a question. She squirms noticeably in her seat, re-crossing her legs. As she is answering, he interjects, “I’m sorry, Miss Jones, could you speak up a little,” and she has to answer the question again while the professor examines her.
She’s blushing and she feels hot and flushed when she finishes. “Well, that’s only half the answer. What about the …” And, as he proceeds to complete her answer, he watches her closely. He’s enjoying her nervous antics, the way she presses her legs together so tightly, her slightly arched posture–seemingly attentive but unable to look him in the eye, obviously distracted.
When he is through, he reassures her somewhat derisively. “Don’t be troubled, Miss Jones. This isn’t the final.” Then he turns out the classroom lights and puts a video on the monitor, excusing himself for a few minutes while he gets last week’s quizzes from his office. She stays in her seat as long as she can but can stand it no longer. She leaves the classroom and heads for the women’s bathroom. She sees the professor returning to class and he tells her he needs to speak with her in his office immediately. “Can it wait till after class, Professor?”
“No,” and he opens his office door and ushers her in, closing the door behind him. “You were going to the ladies’ room, weren’t you?””Yes.””In the middle of class?””Yes.” Now he is standing very close behind her. Couldn’t wait?” And he reaches around with his hand, finds the v of her crotch through her skirt, and presses it firmly with his three fingers. (God! He knows!) “No sir,” she says, feeling the pleasure of the dildo pushed deeper into her slippery pussy. Shame and relief at being found out make her head swim and her pussy ache. “Shouldn’t we be getting back to class, Professor?”
“I think we should address your problem. You’re wearing dildos in you cunt in my class and slipping out to fuck yourself during the videos.””Yes sir. Just today sir.” Now his hands were under her skirt, rhythmically pulling at her panties and making the rubber cock screw her deeper. She wants to turn around and take his cock out of his pants but does not dare. She’s already in enough trouble– but, god, she’s hot and she needs it! If only he had just let her go to the bathroom and get off.
“All right. I understand. A healthy young woman like yourself. Sometimes you can’t help yourself. So go ahead.” He removes his hand from her crotch and pats the edge of his desk, indicating that she should sit. “Get yourself off. This is much better than a toilet, isn’t it? Then you can go back to class with your mind clear and ready to pay attention.” He guides her to a sitting position , placing one of her feet on a chair and the other on the bottom open drawer of a filing cabinet, legs spread in front of the mirror on the back of his office door.
He lifts the front of her skirt and pulls aside her stretched, soaking panties to reveal the dildo firmly wedged in her tight cunt, moisture soaking her dark, curling pubic hair. “If you need it so bad, fuck yourself now.” And he guides her right hand to her cunt and wraps her fingers around the broad, flat base of the silicone dildo, making her pull it out and push it in, like a teacher giving cursive lessons.
She seems a little reluctant– she’s wondering if he’s going to screw her. “You know how,” he says softly, still manipulating the dildo. “Go ahead and screw yourself. You need it so bad– now do it. Make yourself come– shameless little slut.” He removes his hand from hers and steps back, letting her do it herself.
She starts off a little slowly, wondering if he’ll come back to her, then fucking herself deep and hard, her legs spread shamelessly wide, her pussy wet for the fucking she’s giving herself at his command. She can’t take her eyes off the mirror. She looks up and sees him watching her– observing her coolly like he does in class, a big hard on in his trousers. “That’s right, my little tart, screw yourself silly.
You have to come so badly.” And now he is right beside her again, whispering nasty encouragements in her burning ear. “Rub your clit. That’ll make you come.” And she starts to stroke her clit. “Get it good and deep.” And she shoves the dildo deep into her cunt and comes, stifling her cries of pleasure and release to breathy sighs and moans. He’s watching her coolly. She begins to withdraw the dildo but he tells her to leave it in. “Get yourself together and get back to class.” And he picks up a stack of papers and walks out of his office, closing the door behind him.
When she returns to class the video is still on and the professor is sitting in the empty desk next to hers in the front row, watching the video. She sits down and takes notes, feeling his eyes on her legs and the dildo in her cunt. At the end of class he hands back the quizzes. She wonders at her low grade and leafs through the pages to find the word “slut” scrawled across the last page in red ink. As class is dismissed, the professor says he wants to see her in his office. She leaves the classroom and waits for him in the hallway outside his office.
When he gets there he does not say anything but simply opens the door and closes and locks it behind them. He immediately takes his dick– which has been hard for the last 50 minutes, out of his pants. Knowing she is going to get screwed, she lets him bend her over his desk, lift her skirt and tear her panties off. He pulls the dildo out of her pussy and says, “Suck on that. It’ll keep you quiet,” and pushes the rubber cock, wet with her come juice, into her mouth and holds it there while he slides his dick fully into her dripping cunt.
A muffled cry escapes her as she feels his steel-like cock, much larger than the dildo, penetrate her quivering snatch. He wastes no time and, grabbing her hips tightly with both hands, braces her prostrate body against his merciless thrusts, the dildo gagging her grunts and moans. In no time he’s squirting his load into her tight little cunt, his balls pumping stream after stream of hot jism deep into her.
After a moment’s pause, he pulls out, still hard but waning, and, removing the rubber cock from her mouth, helps her up. He picks her torn panties up off the floor and wraps the dildo in them. Handing the bundle to her, he says, “I hope you begin to pay more attention in class. If you continue to get C’s on your quizzes, you’ll need some extra help. I’d hate to see a bright girl like you do poorly . Feel free to take advantage of my office hours.” Then she gathers her books and walks home without her panties on.
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Medway High School, Arva, Ontario 8:47am, Monday, November 26, 1979 “As most of you know by now, our girls’ basketball team won ... no, they dominated ... the double-A Ontario basketball championship in Guelph on Friday and Saturday,” Mr. Williamson said from our gym’s stage. After a brief announcement in our homeroom, the whole school was brought down to the gym for this set of morning announcements and championship celebratory event. “In case you didn’t know this, these girls, along with...
Chapter 9: Vampiric Hungers by mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 The demon Jezebel lurked in the depths of Father Augustine's soul. Her corrupted priest drove the gray church van into the slumbering city of Chicago. In the back, amid the weapons designed to fight vampires, lay the three enslaved women dominated by the priest. They were both his whores and his unholy champions. Demonic powers lurked in the souls of the women. They would kill the vampiric threats to Jezebel's client Faust....
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...
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...
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...
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...
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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