Professor Thornton Chapter Two
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I stood in the doorway watching him. He was sitting in his office, feet on the desk drinking coffee and finishing the last of his bagel with hungry bites. It was a little past 7 in the morning, and the rest of the English building was quiet. The newspaper sat unread on his desk, he preferred to gaze out the window. I smiled to myself as I realized that he was busy watching the female students walking by. His eyes were out on stalks as an extremely attractive brunette strolled past the window and I swear I heard him sigh as her hard toned body glided by.
This was going to be much easier than I had expected.
"Uhm, Professor Thornton?" I said in a tentative voice from the doorway.
"Susi, you're still alive!" He teased, beckoning me in with one hand as he took another swig of coffee and pulled his feet off the desk.
"Yes" I smiled shyly, taking a step into the office.
"Come in, have a seat. You didn't happen to bring me a bagel did you?” He teased again.
"Uhm, no, but I could get you one" I said in pretended confusion.
"No that's all right" he cut me off "not your fault I didn’t buy enough for my breakfast"
"So what's up? He asked as I sat down in the chair opposite.
This was the second term I had been at college. I knew I was a decent student, paid attention and took notes. I made a "B" in my introductory English course. This summer I was taking the second half of English but had missed the last four classes. In the express world of summer school missing four consecutive classes puts a student in an extremely difficult position, but I had known from the moment I had set eyes on Professor Elliott Thornton that I was going to make him mine, whatever it took.
"I'm getting really behind in your class. I've had problems at work and home I lied, and, well, I don't know what to do"
I looked up at him with my big, hazel eyes filling with unshed tears. I had dressed very carefully for this meeting and was wearing a short skirt, and the ubiquitous tight, spaghetti strap tank top, which I happened to know, made his eyes positively swivel. My legs were tanned and in good shape, not thin but certainly not fat, just the right amount of shape to them. The over enthusiastic air conditioning made his office ice cold and consequently my nipples were bulging out of that tight little tank top, I could tell that he was finding it increasingly difficult to carry on an intelligent conversation.
"Well I am sorry to hear you are having problems outside of college" he said "but to be honest, you have missed a lot of material, even if you borrow the notes from someone, you are going to have a hard time on the final"
"I know" I lamented, "is there any way I can earn extra credit?"
The way I looked at him then, when I asked that question made him stir in his seat. I felt almost sorry for him he looked so uncomfortable. I tried to look sincere, and that all I had meant was actual extra credit. I leaned forward a little, exposing cleavage and very erect nipples. My legs had started to part just a little, drawing his eyes up my thighs; he was desperate to see what was up that skirt. He shifted a little in his seat and did his best not to look, but I was sure he was trying to sneak a peek.
"Well Susi" He stammered slightly, trying to regain composure "in my syllabus I do allow for one extra credit assignment, but you did miss two quizzes, so that will only get you so far. Have you thought about withdrawing and taking this course again another time?"
"Oh no" I replied earnestly, leaning forward a little further. "I need the credits this summer, I really need to pass this class now, I would do anything to pass this class."
The last statement hung in the air. I could almost hear his train of thought. Here was a student in his office. Practically shoving her cleavage in his face, legs definitely parting wider, and just the hint of a black thong showing under her skirt.
"I really don't mind putting in the effort" I continued "I know I have been very naughty missing your class so much, but you can discipline me however you think is necessary as long as you don't drop me from your class."
By now I could see that he was rock hard and no longer making any attempt to hide the fact that he was drooling over me. I got up and quietly closed the door. Walking over to him, I leaned down.
"I really have been very naughty,” I whispered "but I do need to stay in your class, I will do anything to make it up."
Instinctively, without even being consciously aware of it his hand ran up the back of my leg. Leaning closer, I moaned slightly, and then gently bit his ear.
"I have been a bad girl" I murmured, "I deserve a good spanking."
I actually saw his cock jerk when I said that, and his lust and carnal desire took over, all hesitancy was gone.
Sliding his hand under my skirt and over my ass he moaned when he realized I was wearing a skimpy thong. Standing up, his hand still on my ass he moved behind me and ordered me to place my elbows on his desk. Immediately I obeyed, I no longer pretended to be the shy, concerned student who had entered his office. I was now a lust filled vixen; bent over his desk, telling him how naughty I had been and begging to be spanked.
"You are going to get a lot more than just a spanking,” he said as he playfully slapped my ass.
I moaned when he did that. Running his hand over my backside, and down to my crotch, I think he was taken back by how completely soaking wet I was.
"You like having your ass spanked don't you?" He asked, giving me another light slap.
"Oh fuck yes" I cried "Oh Professor, take care of me"
He took turns between running his hands over my smooth, round ass, and giving me playful spanks. Not too hard, but just enough to make me moan and beg for more. Reaching into the bottom drawer of the desk he pulled out a vibrator. Putting it on low he ran it down over my ass and over my soaking panties, pressing it against my clit. I groaned and arched my back, pressing back against the vibe. Giving my ass yet another slap he leaned forward and whispered into my ear,
"You don't seem very sorry for missing so many of my classes. Perhaps you need something a little stronger"
Panting hard while desperately humping the vibrator I could only whimper.
"Get on the desk" He commanded "Get on all fours on my desk"
"Yes" was all I could manage to say as I scrambled onto the desk, knocking off papers, paper clips, and pens.
Pulling my flimsy thong aside he began to run the vibrator over my clit, whilst his other hand began to massage my breasts. I am proud of them; they are good sized, but firm and natural. Being on all fours they hung down beautifully, my nipples poking through the thin fabric. Pulling one out from under my shirt he leaned forward and began to lick and suck my nipple. I quickly moaned my approval. Sliding the vibrator back along my pussy lips, over my ass, he turned it higher and then slid it directly into my wet pussy.
I jerked for a second, groaning, and then pushed back, impaling myself on the vibrator so it was completely buried inside me. I whimpered and groaned as he fucked me with the vibrator while massaging, licking, and sucking my breasts. By now he realized that I was getting close to cumming, and he hadn't even unzipped his pants. Watching me panting like a dog in heat, he knew what he needed to do.
Cranking the vibrator on high he buried it into me as far as it would go. I screamed, and began making low guttural moans. Then leaving the vibrator buzzing away, he walked to the other side of the desk, standing right in front of me. He leaned down and kissed me. I opened my mouth and our tongues began exploring, wet and deep in each other’s mouths. The vibrator was buzzing so hard he could feel it through my tongue. As we kissed he unbuttoned his pants and freed his beautiful cock. It was hard and swollen, already oozing pre-cum.
I reached out and began jerking him off, my hands deftly sliding and twisting over the head and down the shaft. He broke the kiss and stood there, enjoying the expert hand job. But we both needed more. I got down onto my elbows and slowly began to run my tongue in circles over the head of his cock. Running his fingers through my hair he groaned as I sucked his cock deep into my mouth.
For a second I just kept it there, letting my warm saliva cover him, and then I slowly started to move my head up and down his shaft. My mouth was warm and wet, vacuumed tight onto his cock.
I knew right there that I was going to pass my oral exam.
Putting both hands in my hair he began to slide in and out of my mouth as I continued to move up and down. We developed the perfect rhythm. My mouth provided the perfect lube, and I could feel his balls getting heavy, filling with cum.
I began to writhe around on the desk and groan as best I could with a mouth full of cock. Although the vibrator was buried in me, I kept pushing back, trying to fuck it. Our pace quickened, both of us nearing the edge. Just as he got past the point of no return he grabbed my head hard. I sucked eagerly as the first shot went deep into my throat. At the same instant I began to scream onto his cock. Shaking and trembling from my own orgasm, I whimpered as I did my best to swallow mouthfuls of cum.
Eventually we both began to come back to earth. He had literally emptied his insides into me, and I had managed to take almost all of it, a few drips slid down onto my chin and neck. I was still cumming, but less forcefully, more slowly, my body now in a constant low-level state of orgasm. After letting me suck and lick his now semi-soft cock clean, he re-zipped his slacks and then removed the vibrator from me. I moaned in protest and then collapsed onto the desk. My thighs were covered in my own cum. He leaned down and gave me another kiss, our tongues gently playing with each other.
After another few minutes I got up and repositioned my clothes as best I could, while he straightened up the desk. Standing up, I went over and pressed my body against him. He held me tight and gave me a kiss.
"I think I may still need some more help to get through this class" I said, innocently looking deep into his eyes.
Smiling he kissed me one last time.
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Deep under the earth, in the realm of gloom, and death Hades sat contemplating his predicament. There on his thrown, sitting next to his three-headed dog Cerberus, was Hades clothed in dark robes, waves of silk black hair to his shoulders, a beard like most Greeks which showed his intelligence that was achieved over the many centuries, weaved with the muscles of a true male god, and the face of a warrior who has had to live an existence in the darkness far too long....
And yet, Boris always believed he was in control. How fool of him, and to that he could only agree, bound and sweating as he was, on the floor in the men’s bathroom of the night club, eyes closed so he could pretend he was not anticipating the moment he’d be finally pimped out in real life by a woman he had never met in the flesh before tonight. *** It all began with a simple click, as it always does, doesn’t it? Your usual ?Follow? button on twitter, one of hundreds accounts of dominant women...
January 1, 2008. Humpf. What a hell of a way to start a new year…….. Suzy had been artfully dodging Professor Tom’s calls for the last two weeks. She stared at the pile of phone messages Donna, the receptionist, had given her. After the 7th message, she found a handwritten post it on the phone message. Donna wrote, ‘Girl, are you going to return this guy’s call or what?!’ Well, at least she thought she had been artful in her avoidance. After a few days, even her boss noticed she wouldn’t...
My cheeks burned and my knees were like rubber when I walked barefooted up the few steps to Professor Greenstein’s house in one of the better suburbs of the town. I felt displaced among the well-kept hedges and lawns, the straight lines of fences and the neat, freshly painted houses. I knocked and waited with bated breath. It took almost a minute, but then I heard the faint sound of measured steps approaching the door. A human shape became visible through the pane of frosted glass and the door...
This story is a continuation of “Professor Greenstein’s Offer”. I watched her carry the old, worn-down wooden chair into the middle of the room and felt a mixture of trepidation and thrill. I watched her eyes as she critically observed its placement and studied her movements while she pushed and turned it. She took an awfully long time for a thing as simple as setting up a chair for a spanking, and impatience welled up in me. I forced it down, for I knew that this was all part of the game. Not...
Mera naam Lavanya hai. Jo mard mujhsee aur mere jism se wakif hai woh mujhe Lava bulate hai. Woh chahe purush mere family ka ho, bhai ka friend ho ya papa ke friends. Sab mujhe lava bulate hai. Jaise lohe ko chumbak chipakta hai waise mujhe tharki purush jakadte hai. Mujhe mere jism par bohut naaz hai. Main gori chitti hu, kad mera 154 cm hai, boobs 36d hai. Aur gand meri kisi bhi umar ke purush ko ghayal karde utni ubhri hui hai. Waise mere gand dekhe to ghayal hona avashya hai. Jab main short...
My First Real Date The next week went very quickly and no sooner had it been Monday till Saturday came around and I was heading back to Margo's for my latest adventure. I arrived at Margo's just after 5:00pm her parents had gone out for a meal and then a film so we had time to complete my look for the night. I arrived and Margo had run a bath and left some cream for me to use to make my body smooth I was comfortable with doing this now as the hair had just started to grow back in so I...
Stacey opened her eyes. She felt content, if not also a bit sore in the appropriate places. Standing, she looked at her Dom and simply said “Shower?” Seeing him smile made a part of her melt. “I like the way you think” said I “Go get the shower started, and I’ll be right there.” I wondered my dick was actually up for this, as I heard the shower come on, and the timbre of the water flow change as Stacey manipulated the controls, getting the water to the right temperature. Stacey enjoyed being...
I looked up from my desk as you entered the room and felt a twitch in my pants. I really try my best to not get excited by my students, but sometimes it's unavoidable. Every so often, I get a student as lovely as you and my cock gets a mind of its own. As it began to harden, my heart skipped a beat to see you wink at me as you walked by my desk to your seat. The rest of class went by in a haze. I had to struggle to keep my mind focused on the subject at hand so as not to let the other...
I have always been good at making up stories. When I was really young, adults would write it off as having an over-active imagination.Maybe someone should have told my college English professor. Maggie was a single thirty-year-old whom, as far as I oculd tell, was always at work. Not bad seeing as how I too was always around campus. I had been researching my thesis paper so long that it was already dark when the janitor woke me up. "Studying late again Melissa?" He said as he gave me a hand up...
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