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First class of the new semester used to be exciting for Anthony, but after the highs of last semester, he struggled to see this semester matching up. Megan and Emily’s nubile bodies and sexual willingness warped his mind, and he couldn’t help examining his female students as they entered his intro class, wondering how they’d look bent over his desk. When he wondered the cute Asian girl in the second row winked at him, He shook his head, refocusing on his lecture.
Later during his office hours, Anthony sat at his desk reading, not expecting anybody, but In stepped that little Asian spinner from his intro class. Anthony mentally shook himself. He was a professor, not a pervert, so he needed to ignore her cute, tanned face, tight little body, perky mounds on her 19 year old chest, and even that short skirt with the tantalizing view.
As Erin walked through the syllabus, Anthony was lustily entranced by the little things she kept doing, like how she bit her lip when she asked a question or brushed her shining black hair from her face, and when she bent over to pick up a fallen pen teasing glimpse of her pert ass, Anthony fought the urge to rip those panties down with his teeth.
Some of this hunger must have shown in his face, because Erin giggled. “Do you like what you see, professor? Do you want to know how I taste?” She whispered. Anthony’s cock sprung up, straining to be unleashed inside Erin, but he fought. His cheeks hit and flushed, he tried to stammer out an alibi, but she leaned forward. “Megan told me about her deal. I wasn’t sure if I would go for it, but when I saw how sexy you were, it was an easy choice.”
That damn Megan, wondered Anthony, though the memory of the methods he used that sluts body wasn’t helping his situation. He knew he should shut this down, but his cock throbbed in a way he couldn’t handle alone. “Your cock buys my silence. You make me cum like the girls last semester, I won’t tell anybody.” Unable to speak, he managed a nod and Erin quickly circled the table, bursting with excitement at the view of his bulge, and she nearly fainted when he pulled it out.
On her knees, his erect cock throbbed inches from her face, while Erin whispered, “wow. It’s so much bigger than my boyfriend’s.” Anthony started, “wait, what did you say?” Instead of answering, she opened wide and inched her mouth down over his cock, sucking out any questions.
Erin fumbled over his cock a bit, enthusiastic, but not used to a man this size yet. Anthony recklessly wondered that she would learn under his tutelage, after all Emily started inexperienced too, but was a slutty pro by finals. Still, her warm mouth felt amazing, particularly when she found her rhythm and bobbed.
“Erin, if I’m gonna fuck you, you have to stay quiet. The building isn’t empty and people could hear us.” Erin wondered for a second then said, “you could gag me?“ Anthony nearly fainted. These young sluts were so bold.
He bent Erin over the table and slowly pulled down her panties. She was so wet, the middle clung to her snatch. He couldn’t help burying his face in the pristine sight, taking long lingering laps at her slit to revel in its sweetness. Erin gasped and backed her little hips up against his tongue. He could have stayed there forever, but his throbbing cock was desperate for this little slut.
Erin happily accepted her own panties in her mouth as a gag, wiggling and waiting to be plugged. As her professor slowly pressed between her wet lips, she moaned audibly, even through the gag and clapped her hands over her mouth. Anthony shushed her, but had no intention of stopping now. He grabbed her tender, nubile hips and thrust deep, groaning as his mature cock stretched her tight nineteen year old hole.
The bustle of the hallways outside the office melted away as their bodies synced up, Erin riding and cresting against her professor’s strokes and desperately trying to muffle her sounds as she came.
Anthony deftly spun her around and lifted her onto the desk. Shushing again, he bent to taste her delicious, puffy treat. Erin wrapped her legs around his head as he pressed her buttons. A finger quested inside as his tongue wrapped and pulled her clit, eliciting an arched back and an escaped shriek.
Anthony hastily stood, and Erin looked apprehensive, worried she’d ruined the mood, but the professor was drunk on her body. He clapped a hand over her mouth as he forcefully thrust back inside. The sounds their mouths were making was no longer the concern as the thrust grew more reckless. Erin’s eyes rolled in pleasure as she wiggled into his thrusts and rubbed her perky nipples.
Finally, Anthony could no longer resist the constant clenching, pulling out with a grunt and unloading until her lap was a sticky mess. As he settled back into his chair, Erin breathlessly removed the gag and panted, “fuck, that felt better than Megan said it would.” Anthony panted back, “remember this is our secret.” Erin mimed zipping her mouth shut, stuffed her panties in her bag, and left with a wink and smile. Suddenly, Anthony felt real excitement for the twists and turns of the new semester.
NSFW: yes
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