Passionate Nights with a School Professor

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As a school student, I never imagined I would fall for my professor. But there was something about Dr. Michaels that drew me in. Maybe it was his intelligence, or the way he spoke with such passion about the subject matter. Whatever it was, I found myself constantly fantasizing about him.

One evening, after a guest lecture, Dr. Michaels approached me and struck up a conversation. We talked about the lecture and before I knew it, two hours had passed. As we said our goodbyes, he asked if I wanted to grab a drink with him. I hesitated for a moment, unsure if it was appropriate, but my desire for him overruled any concern I had.

We went to a nearby bar and continued our conversation over drinks. The more we talked, the more I realized just how much we had in common. As the night wore on and the drinks kept flowing, his hand found its way to my thigh and I didn’t stop him.

Soon, we were making out in a dark corner of the bar. I could feel his hardness pressing against me and I knew I wanted more. We left the bar and headed back to his place, barely able to keep our hands off each other during the cab ride.

Once inside his apartment, we wasted no time. He lifted me up and carried me to his bedroom, where we fell onto his bed. He started kissing me, slowly at first, then with more urgency. We stripped each other’s clothes off, revealing his toned body and my curves.

He trailed his tongue down my neck and to my breasts, sucking on each nipple until I couldn’t take it anymore. I pulled him down to the bed and straddled him, grinding my hips against his hard cock.

He flipped me over and kissed his way down my body, teasing me with his tongue until I was begging for more. He slid a finger inside of me and I gasped at the sensation. He added a second finger, then a third, and I moaned louder with each thrust.

Finally, he entered me and we moved together in perfect rhythm. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. He hit all the right spots and brought me to the brink of orgasm over and over again.

We spent the entire night in his bed, exploring each other’s bodies and pushing each other to new heights of pleasure. As the sun began to rise, we lay tangled in each other’s arms, both exhausted but completely satisfied.

I knew it couldn’t last forever. We couldn’t continue our affair without risking his job and reputation, but I couldn’t help but think about the passionate nights we shared. Sometimes, desire cannot be denied, even in the most unexpected of places.

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