These early morning classes are always the worst. Not only did I have to wake up before the sun comes out to even be here but they had to choose the dullest class to make it even harder to stay awake. The only upside with this class is the professor, the infamous James Reed. Known not only for being a tough professor but also for being quite the stud. Even in his early 40’s I can see his muscles practically begging to be let free of his shirt, almost like he is purposely wearing a size too small to make it even more noticeable. And the way he stares at you with his thin rimmed glasses, like he is looking through you as if you aren’t enough for him to care. God if only he wasn’t my professor and I found him on one of the apps I’d-
My thoughts get cut off as I feel a soft vibration between my legs. I bite back the moan that wants to escape my lips as I curse my so-called best friend Amy. She and I made a bet at a party last weekend about who would have more guys approach them. I figured it would be fun, we usually just bet outfits that have to be worn the next day of class or having to do household chores. This time though, she decided to up the ante and make me come to class with a toy inside me. Of course she just had to choose today, the one class I have with a hot professor. I cover my mouth as she ups the vibration more, trying my best to sit still so the vibe doesn’t touch the seat and make any noise.
“Miss Rhayne? Are you feeling alright? You can step out into the hall if you need to.” Mr. Reed’s question jolts me upright, and unfortunately for me Amy decides to increase the vibrations again as I look at him. My face is fully flushed by now, both embarrassed at being called out and aroused by the fact of possibly being caught by him.
“I-I’m okay, just have a little bit of a cold that’s all,” I give the most unconvincing fake cough along with my poor excuse, but he seems to buy it for now at least. He just nods in my direction and goes back to teaching while I struggle to sit still. He glances my way every so often, each time making me wonder if he knows what’s going on.
Somehow I make it through the rest of the class without Amy messing with the toy that much. However, as I try to make my way out of the room as quickly as possible James calls me over to his desk. I try to control my breathing as much as possible as I make my way over to him.
“You seem awfully distracted today, are you sure you’re alright?” His voice is filled with genuine care that I’m surprised to see given how much of a hard ass he usually is. Of course, before I can reply to him Amy decides to crank the toy to the max. I can’t stop myself as I stumble and moan sharply, only realizing a second later what just happened and falling to the floor. I don’t even notice him come over to me to see if I’m alright, just trying my best not to look at him and not moan anymore.
His hard grip on my shoulders brings me back into the moment, but seeing his face so close to mine makes me so nervous I can barely get the words out. “I, um, yeah I uh, I think I’m just going to stay down here for a minute if, um, if that’s okay with you?” I try not to think about how flushed my face is, or how strong his hands are, or how good his cologne smells…
Being as close to me as he is and with the toy being on max, he can hear the faint buzzing sound but can’t figure out where it’s coming from. He first checks his phone, then looks around and sees mine sitting on his desk silently, and finally looks back down at me. I don’t notice his little investigation, but it doesn’t take him long to find out where the noise is coming from. “Miss Rhayne, I think I know what’s going on right now. Can we talk in my office?” His tone is very admonishing, and he clearly won’t take no for an answer as he helps me stand.
I have to lean on him the whole way as the toy pushes me further and further to orgasm. We barely make it inside his office before I’m about to cum, only for Amy to finally shut the toy off at the last second. I sigh in relief as I let James guide me to the chair as in front of his desk while he sits on top of it, looking down at me shrinking under his gaze. “Do I have to explain why what you’re doing is wrong or are we both grown up enough to skip that part of this conversation?”
His words stop me cold. There’s no way I will get through this without getting expelled, or at the very least kicked out of this class. “Please Mr. Reed, I promise I didn’t want to do it was just some stupid bet that me and -” I cut off as he lifts his hand, a small smile on his face.
“You know Lisa, just because I’m old doesn’t mean I’m dumb. I’ve seen how you look at me and that-” He gestures between my legs “-tells me all that I need to know about what you really think of me. So how about we cut the bullshit and you tell me how you want to continue here.”
My eyes snap to him as I hear him swear. James has never swore in his classes, not even with the most unruly of students. I look up at him, trying to figure out what to say. “I- I don’t know what-” He cuts me off by getting off of his desk, crouching next to me so close I can feel the warmth of his breath on my face.
There’s a hunger in his eyes as he looks dead at me, not giving me a chance to look away. “Just say the word and I promise you, you won’t regret it.”
My voice is quiet as I barely manage to say “Yes please” in a whisper before his lips meet mine, pushing me back in the chair with his hand cupping my face. I don’t bother holding back my moans now, his other hand already up my skirt feeling the vibrator over my white lace panties. He pulls out of the kiss taking deep breaths, sounding feral as the James I know from class disappears. His eyes look hungry, like he’s desperate to skip all the fun and games and get right into satisfying his desires.
“Such a naughty girl wearing a vibrator to class… Do you know what happens to naughty girls?” I tense in anticipation, his tone more like a growl as he pulls my panties down. I can feel him pulling the vibrator out, slipping out easily from how wet I am. He holds up the vibrator like a trophy, bringing it to his lips before giving it a small lick. He gives a short nod as some kind of approval before turning it around and bring it up to my mouth. “Open.”
His words leave no room for argument, and I don’t intend on disobeying him right now. I open my mouth as he slips the vibrator inside, my taste filling my mouth as he pushes up my jaw so I can’t spit it out. I only wonder for a second about why he did it before I feel his tongue exploring my pussy, digging into my folds and slowly exposing my clit. I can’t help but arch my back as a soft moan leaves my throat. I don’t even think as I start running my fingers through his salt and pepper hair, gripping harder whenever he licks the right spots. I wrap my legs around his shoulders, keeping him right in the middle of his feast.
I can’t believe I’m doing this right now, and right here in his office. Of course I had fantasized about this many times, but actually living it has been far better than I could have ever imagined. I imagined he would be more passionate, like a caring father versus the feral animal currently devouring me. My thoughts get cut off as I can feel myself close to cumming, squeezing my hands and thighs harder until I suddenly feel him stop. I can’t help but whimper as he pulls away, looking up at me as he gently pushes my legs off his shoulders.
“Did I give you permission to cum yet? It wouldn’t be a punishment if you were enjoying yourself now would it?” James looks me in the eyes as he stands up, leaning closer to me and pulling the vibrator out of my mouth. He sets it on his desk behind him, clearly expecting his question to be answered. I can see his lips and beard still wet with my juices.
“N-no sir, it would not… I’m sorry..” My voice is meek and quiet, his gaze making me feel small. A grin begins to spread on his face as he leans in to kiss me, and I don’t even resist as my taste combines with his in my mouth. I can’t help but moan as he pulls away just as suddenly.
“That’s alright Miss Rhayne. We’ll keep going until you cum, but after that you leave and no one hears about this. We can figure out a sign for us to do this again at some point later.” He unbuttons my shirt as he explains his rules, slipping it off with some help on my end to reveal a matching bra to my panties. He doesn’t look at it for long, quickly unclasping it and placing it next to my shirt on his desk. My perky C-cup breasts don’t stay uncovered for long as he started roughly massaging them, softly pinching my nipples and bringing me back to the edge of cumming again. He seems to know just when I’m about to beg him to stop, keeping me on the brink for minutes as he watches me squirm and whimper in the chair.
“Please James.. Mr. Reed, please let me cum, I don’t know if I can hold it in any longer…” My words cause him to stop and look at me, stepping back and to undo his belt while I calm down. My breathing is heavy as I look up at him desperately, watching as he drops his pants and boxers to the floor. His cock is already stiff, clearly showing just how much he enjoyed keeping me on the brink of cumming.
“If you really want to cum that bad, you’ll need to come over here and show me how much you want it.” I hesitate for a moment before getting out of the chair and kneeling in front of him. I reach up to grab his cock, my fingers just wrapping around it but barely covering half of its length. Softly stroking it, I bring the tip down to my lips and wrap my lips around it. God he tastes better than I imagined, his precum slowly coating my mouth as I feel more of it drip out of his cock. I look up at him as I feel his hand on the back of my head, gently but assuredly pushing his cock further into my mouth.
I let him push my head how he wants, just focusing on keeping my mouth open and not gagging as he pushes deeper and deeper in my throat. I try to drop a hand down to touch myself, but one sharp glare from him makes me immediately stop. “You’ll get your chance for pleasure again, just be patient.” He keeps fucking my mouth for a little while longer, giving me small breaks to catch my breath while my saliva fully coats his cock. With one last deepthroat, he makes me hold him for almost a full minute before he fully pulls out, leaving me to cough and breathe before he helps me stand. He guides me up onto his desk, the hard wood cold on my ass as he spreads my legs and starts rubbing my pussy with his cock.
“Tell me exactly what you want Miss Rhayne.” God I want him to just put it in me already. Even just this teasing is getting me close to the edge again, his head teasing my clit. He stands dominant over me, one hand on his thigh while the other guides his cock.
“I… I want you to fuck me James, hard and rough like a feral animal. I want to feel you deep inside me, I want you to make me finally cum and-” I get cut off as he suddenly bends over and kisses me, thrusting his cock all the way in while he does. His tongue stifles my moan, but it doesn’t stop my whole body from tensing as he starts thrusting at a fast pace. His hands grab mine and hold them above my head, my legs wrap around him as he brings me to the edge. I pull out of the kiss, my face flushing red and my breathing heavy. “Fu-Fuck James I’m going to cum… Keep going just like that..” I don’t think I’ve ever been this desperate for cock in my life, his earlier teasing and all my fantasies all coming to a head as he fucks me even harder.
My eyes widen as I feel one of his hands wrap around my throat, squeezing just enough to make me start to feel light headed as he bends down to kiss me again. I can’t hold it back anymore as he finally lets me climax, my legs tightening around him as my entire body goes taught. A squealing moan fills the room as I tighten around his cock, but despite that his pace doesn’t abate. “Fuck you’re such a dirty girl, cumming this hard for your professor.” It’s hard to hear him as his grip is still tight around my neck, his grunting getting more rapid as I start to feel him swell inside me.
Right before I feel my consciousness fade, he relaxes his grip and slams fully inside me. The blood floods back into my head as his cum flood into my pussy. My lock my legs behind him and keep him deep inside, though I doubt he would even want to pull out of me right now. His deep moans feel hot against my face, his gaze still intense and clearly wanting more. I can see the war behind his eyes, wondering just when the last time was that he got a release like this.
I let my legs relax as I feel him pull out, his hand that was holding my arms letting go as well as he steps back and catch his breath. He pulls his pants back up and starts to redo his belt, all the while I barely want to stand while feeling his cum slowly drip out of me. I’m almost sad that I won’t be able to feel him any more today, but I know that if I did I wouldn’t be leaving this office until at least this afternoon. As he finishes getting dressed and composing himself, he looks at me still recovering with a small smirk on his face.
“Miss Rhayne, I have a feeling this is going to be a very productive relationship. Oh, but before we go. Can’t have anyone getting too suspicious now can we?” He grabs the vibrator from right by my clothes and slips it back in, locking his seed inside me as he helps me get up off of his desk. His actions are almost mechanical as he helps me get dressed again, pulling a brush out of his side drawer so I can fix my hair. It makes me wonder just how many students of his he’s done this with, but I don’t really care. He can do that to as many of his students as he wants as long as he does it to me again. Little did I know that almost every girl that walked out of his office like I was thought the exact same thing.
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