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Sophia had never struggled in college before school, barely faced any adversity throughout college. She was gorgeous, trendy, and graduated at the top of her high college class. No wonder why her first two months at school had been such a disappointment.
Men still gawked at her C cup breasts, long black hair that almost reach her thick ass. She still turned heads with her bright blue eyes and olive skin, her innocent demeanor. Yet, she was falling behind in her academic work and had no idea how to dig herself out of the mess.
“Adam Rodrick and Sophia Gunnar, please see me after class,” said Professor Thomas, Sophia’s english professor. She sunk down in her chair slightly, dreading what the ordeal was about. His booming voice droned on as Sophia tried her best to listen.
Professor Thomas was trendy around campus. The 35 year old had been a professor at the university for almost 10 years and it was no secret how adored he was by faculty and students, especially women. He stood over 6’2 with bright green eyes and messy brown hair that he often played with as he spoke.
After class, Sophia timidly approached the professor. He spoke to the other student and quickly dismissed him.
“Miss Gunnar,” he peered down at her and gently smiled. “Let’s discuss this assignment, I am a little worried about your grade.”
“I-” she hesitated, trying to avoid his eyes. “I was actually going to come to office hours later today to talk to you about my grade. I was hoping there were a few essays I could re-do, maybe a quiz I could retake.” She mindlessly twirled her hair, oblivious of his wandering eyes.
He glanced at his watch. “I actually have some time now.” Sophia waited for her professor to collect his things, then followed him to his office.
Her tight black skirt hugged tightly around her ass, accentuating her toned legs and riding up as she walked. They made meaningless conversation until Professor Thomas closed the door behind them.
Sophia asked a few questions about upcoming assignments, suddenly realizing her teacher’s gaze.
“Are you nervous?” he whispered, stepping toward her as she pulled down each side of her skirt. She slowly shook her head and cowered slightly against his desk.
“Good,” he smirked as his finger trailed up her exposed thigh to her glossy, plump lips. Without hesitation, her mouth gaped open slightly. He slipped the tip of his finger between her teeth and felt her tongue. What am I doing? This is so wrong, she wondered and quickly pulled away.
Professor Thomas chuckled wryly as he hovered above her small, 5’4 frame. “There are no tests to retake. I can either help you and you can try to get your grade up by finals… but there is no guarantee.” He paused as his hands gently grazed her smooth legs.
“Or?” her voice trembled and she questioned whether it was the right decision to ask that, positive she knew what he would say.
He leaned down and gently breathed on her neck, whispering in her ear. “Or you help me and you earn that grade doing something we both know you are good at.”
A chill ran down her spine as his breath moistened her neck and ear. She stood there apprehensively until he spoke again.
“How about I just have a taste?” he licked his lips as she nodded her head timidly.
He laid her down gently, pushing her skirt up to reveal a burgundy thong that was already damp. As he leaned down to smell her thick pussy, he noticed her wet panties and his gaze darkened.
In one abrupt motion, he tore the thong into two pieces and through them on the ground. As he slowly licked her wet pussy, they both moaned simultaneously. His wet tongue caressed her smooth skin; she rocked back and forth, willing for more.
He continued to eat her tight, wet hole as students tried to enter the locked office, knocking on the door and wondering why he was unavailable for office hours. Sophia bit her lip as he sucked on her hard, sensitive clit.
“Cum for me,” he repeated as his tongue lapped up every drop of her cum. He alternated between sticking his tongue deep inside of her and wrapping his lips around her clit and pulling to hear her desperate yelps.
Finally, her legs shook uncontrollably as she reached down and pulled at his hair. She tried to stay quiet but the orgasm was too intense. She squirted all over his face, in his mouth as he continued.
Her exposed body rocked the table as she attempted to stop shaking, to no avail. Professor Thomas grabbed a disposable camera out of the desk drawer, sauntered over to Sophia and opened her legs. Before she realize what was happening, the flash startled her.
“What are you doing!?” she raised her voice frantically as he waited for the photo to print, before turning it to her. Mortified, she tried to take the picture out of his hand. He sat at his desk and threw the photo in a desk drawer.
“You are dismissed.” he waved his hand for her to leave and opened the door for the rest of his students. She barely had enough time to pull herself together before her peers took their seats in his office; part of her thought if they knew what had happened.
Her heart raced as she ran out of the building, feeling her cum drip down her leg. Fuck, my underwear, she wondered, but there was no point in turning back to retrieve them; others would have noticed them by now. He probably wants to keep them, she convinced herself.
She shivered at the shameful realization that the desk drawer was probably full of photos of innocent students, but couldn’t stop visualizing his look of content as he first tasted her sweet, young cunt.

NSFW: yes

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