I observed him leaning on his desk as he scrolled lazily through my phone. His composure was remarkable. How could you stumble on an argument between your students about the size of your cock and how good your sex game was, and stay so calm.
"Only one hour?" he spoke at last. I lifted my head to look at him and his lips stretched into a devilish smile as he brushed my lips with his thumb.
"How about two hours?" I asked curiously. It was only after the words had slipped past my lips I realized how stupid I must sound.
"If you're curious why don't you come over and let me show you?" he suggested, stretching his hand out.
I hesitated, wondering if it was a trap, but my curiosity got the better part of me. I decided to stop holding back and held his hand, yelping as he dragged me suddenly, my breasts smashing into his chest. His hands glided down, brushing past my waist and grabbing my ass cheeks. I lifted my head and looked into his eyes. They were beautiful and dangerous–just like him.
"Do you still want me to fuck you mercilessly?" he asked.
Breathless, I nodded and a deadly smile formed on his lips. He brushed my lips with two of his fingers and slowly slid them into my mouth. I sucked on it, teasing him with my tongue. He pulled away, a grin playing on his lips as he kissed me passionately, his tongue sucking every inch and corner of my mouth.
I moan, digging my fingers into his hair. The kiss was intense and soon, his hand was slipping underneath my tank top while his fingers quickly worked on the hook of my bra, and his dick poked my thigh.
I pulled away and he grabbed me, holding me steady. "Weren't you curious to know how big it is?" he inquired, flashing me the deadliest smile on the planet.
I returned the smile and pushed myself into him, crashing my breasts into his chest. He tugged the neckline of my tank top down until my breasts spilled free, the sudden cold feel making my nipples pebble even tighter. The professor bent his head, his hot mouth closing around one swollen peak and sucking hard enough to make me buck against him with a strangled cry. His teeth scraped slightly, then his tongue soothed the sting, each stroke sending jolts of heat straight to my core.
"You like that?" he hissed.
"Yes..." My response was a strangled moan.
"Now you're going to please me," he murmured, his voice most seducing. "Suck this dick."
He worked his cock between my lips and it soon slipped into the warmth inside of my mouth.
My eyes popped open as I stared at him. He gripped the sides of my head to hold me in position. And as he grinned down at me, his dark hair falling partially in front of his youthful face, he shifted his hips, causing his dick to waggle sideways along my lips.
I had seen and handled many dicks in my lifetime, but for the first time in my life, I was having the taste of cock as fat and huge as this. And it belonged to the new professor. My stomach churned, and I thought I was going to vomit. Instead, I felt saliva begin to flow past my lips.
Contrary to my thought that it would literally clog my throat and choke me to death, the feel of his spongy cockhead, moving along my lips was oddly satisfying. Then, strangely, I allowed my tongue to move from between my teeth and tease the tip of his bulging dick.
The spell was suddenly broken. What the fuck was I doing? I was fucking the new replacement professor. I was supposed to limit my sexual escapades to students–and the janitor. But it was too late now, that boat had sailed. Now, all I wanted was his dick inside me.
"Strip," he ordered, his voice rough with passion. Without hesitating, I pulled my pants, turning my ass to him as I did. He watched with collected eagerness as the lace fabric of my panties peeled from the soft white skin of my ass, his eyes greedily devouring every inch of me. Once my panties reached my knees, he dragged my hand, pulled me to himself and pressed a kiss on my ear. "It's time to return the favour," he purred, his warm breath fanning my cheek. He tapped the table. "Come on. Get on it."
I had barely laid on it and spread my thighs apart when he slid two fingers in my open pussy, curling them around my clit. My eyes rolled back into my head, my hips bucking, my body quivering with excitement and intense pleasure. I bit on my lip to suppress the cry that threatened to spill out. Then he added a third finger, coiling it and hitting my G-spot.
"Yes...that's it!" I cried. "Fuck me...please. Fuck me!"
I grabbed his tie and slammed my lips on his, forcing them apart and exploring the warmth of his mouth with my tongue. He pulled away breathlessly and got on his knee, pulling the lips of my pussy apart, his tongue stiffening.
"Yeah...fuck, yeah," I moaned as his tongue hit the right spot. My fingers tangled in his hair and I pulled his face into my pussy, rounding my hips as his tongue worked eagerly.
He kept sucking, nibbling, and with each stroke of his tongue, my hips bucked, my pussy throbbing as the orgasm built inside of me.
"Fuck me, please," I begged, my voice a needy, desperate rasp. "I want your dick."
He finally pulled his tongue away as he stood up, positioning himself between my legs. The smirk on his face was pure cruel sin. He fisted his swollen dick and beat it on my wet clit.
"You're mine," he grunted as he teased my entrance with the huge meat. Then he slid in slowly and I watched as his cock slid into me. He rubs my clit with his thumb as he thrust in and out slowly. "You like it like this?" he asked, pumping his hips with the slow rhythm, his thumb simultaneously working magic on my clit.
"I want it hard," I groaned. "Fuck me harder."
The smirk on his lips spread into a full devilish grin.
I held the table tightly as immense pleasure shot through me as his hands grabbed my waist, his balls slapping my ass as he thrust in deeper with deliberate speed. He didn't slow the movement, my breasts bouncing with each stroke of his cock.
"Fuck..yeah! Harder...harder...harder!" A cry tore out of my throat as he pounded me even harder.
His hand grabbed my hair, tangling his fingers in them, and the other snaked around my waist, squeezing me tight like an anaconda. I felt my body squeezing and pussy clenching, orgasm building inside of me and threatening to rip me apart.
He pulled his still hard cock out of me with a wet plop, and brought it to my face, nudging my lips with the spongy dick head. "Ungggghhh," I groaned as I gulped his entire length.
He began to work his hips slowly and his slippery cock stroked up and down the soft pink lining of my throat. I let out ragged breaths through my nose and grabbed his thighs, my nails sinking into the firm flesh, branding him, marking him as mine.
And I didn't let go of his cock. He wasn't relenting either.
I continued to suck wildly and drunkenly at his rapidly pumping cock, knowing he was going to finish in my mouth. Suddenly, I felt his cock jerk and the next thing I knew, my mouth was filled with his thick, warm cum. The first gush nearly choked me, but I managed to gulp it down, my eyes watering in the process. His dick kept spurting cum and I continued to suck on the gradually softening rod, spurred on by the overriding desire to empty the content of his dick.
Jet after jet of the thick slimy fluid flooded my mouth. A small portion seeped out from around his cock and it trickled down my chin.
I kept gulping until I had swallowed all the ropes of cream in his balls. Only when his dick began to get soft did I allow the spongy head ooze out and flop away from my lips. Then I stuck out my tongue and swiped it over my chin for as far as it could reach.
He leaned on the table and I lay down beside him, my insides burning with intense sensations. This was the best sex ever.
I glanced at the lecturer who was trying to wipe himself clean. I reached out to pull some tissues and pressed a kiss to his naked chest, trailing kisses up his neck while my fingers pinched his nipples softly.
He returned the kiss and nibbled on my lower lip, his hand curling around my waist possessively. We stayed in that position for a long moment, the silence punctuated only by our heavy breathing.
"That was fun," I said, breaking the silence.
He looked at me with lustful admiration, a dirty smirk staining his lips. "Yeah..." he heaved.
I got off the table and scrambled into my discarded clothes, tossing my soaked panties to him.
He caught it one handed and I flashed him a wink.
"I hope we can do that again," I trailed off, glancing at the silver name pennon on his desk. "Jace."