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The door shuts behind me as I stand at the back of the spacious college classroom. My bag slung over my left shoulder and my English Literature notebook in my right hand, under my piece of writing with a big C splattered on the front page. I look at the average grade for the average person and sigh. The one thing I will never be is average.
I work up the courage to step down the stairs heading towards my favorite teacher. He’s anything but average. Tall and lithe in what could be an intimidating way, pales in comparison to his wit and intelligence. My heart does a little flutter knowing that I get to be close to him again. I get to the end of the stairs as he looks up from his desk in the corner of the room. His eyes roam my body; from my hair, past my crewneck sweatshirt and white miniskirt, to my white tennis shoes. I blush, unable to not be abashed at how I’m being treated, It’s thrilling. If I can pull off what I plan to do, he’ll get what he seems to want as well.
He gets out of his chair and I don’t hesitate to eye fuck him until he stands right in front of me. He towers over me, always letting himself get a little too close. I can feel my heart start to beat faster as the smell of his cologne wraps around me and makes the ache inside of me worsen.
“Hello, I assume you’re here for office hours?”
“Hi! Yes, I wanted to talk about the recent paper you graded for me. I think I deserve a better grade than a C.” I say as I show said paper to him.
He laughs as he stares at the paper. Wow, he really does have a gorgeous smile. It makes sense it would match the rest of him. I can’t help but smile back.
“Is that so? Why should I give you anything more than a C? I think the punishment fits the crime, don’t you? Or are you saying you don’t trust my judgement?”
“I… I do. I trust you know what’s best for me but I really do insist that I deserve a higher grade. I’ll be more than happy to prove myself to you… Sir.”
He hums and seems to have enjoyed my answer. The outline of his cock in his pants getting more pronounced. I smile with a knowing look in my eyes.
“I am just so eager and willing for… learning, of course.” I take a step closer to him and begin setting my things down onto the ground, so I can seductively grab onto the tie hanging from his neck.
“Here I was, thinking you’d be a good girl. It seems a different punishment is needed to make you listen to me.”
“Take off your shirt.” He doesn’t hesitate to say.
I nod and blush abashedly as I begin pulling my sweatshirt over my head, placing it on his desk.
“Did I say you could put that there? No, I didn’t. Put it on the floor.”
I go to argue how my clothes don’t belong on this dirty carpet, when he gives me an intense and dominating stare. I quickly set my top on the floor as I stand in my bra and skirt with my hands latched in front of me.
He walks towards me and grabs both of my wrists in one of his large hands and leads me over to his desk. He keeps my hands restricted with one hand and the other goes to undo his tie, slipping it off of his neck. He turns me around and pulls my arms behind me wrapping his tie around my wrists, securing my arms on my back. He bends me over his desk, a little harsher than I anticipated but I don’t mind. He leans his body over mine, making sure he’s close enough to where I can feel every inch of him. His erect cock pushing into my ass through my skirt.
“This is what you really deserve, isn’t it?” He whispers into my ear.
“Yes.” I breathily say.
“You want to be my good girl again?”
“Yes, please.”
I feel him straighten up and stand, running his hands through his dark black hair.
“Remember, you’re here because you want to be here, which means I shouldn’t hear a no uttered once. Do you understand?”
I feel like riling him up a bit. He’s not nearly as dominating as I want him to be.
“No.” I give him a bitchy smile and look over my shoulder.
He slaps my ass so hard I lunge forward and involuntarily cry out in shock.
“You want to be a bad girl? Fine, then I’ll treat you like one.”
Another slap against my other ass cheek and I moan this time. There are no words said amid the sounds of his hand smacking my ass repeatedly, marking me through the moans of ecstasy I don’t bother to stop.
“As much I love hearing your beautiful moans, I’m not going to let anyone catch us because you feel like being a little slut for me.”
I moan from his words and begin laughing at the irony. I continue to lay on his desk when I hear his belt being undone and taken off, his pants being shoved down his legs and the telltale sign of his arousal hovering closely to my clothed pussy. He wastes no time sliding my panties down my legs and over my feet onto the ground. I step out of them as he spreads my thighs somewhat and puts his leaking tip to the opening of my cunt.
“Fuck, you’re so wet for me. This tight pussy is all mine, isn’t it? I could do anything I wanted to this pussy and you wouldn’t stop me, would you?”
“No, Sir, you’re the only one who owns my body, I’m all yours. Whatever you want to do to me, I’ll submit.”
That seems to snap his restraint, as I feel the head of his cock inching into my wet hole slowly, so he can savor the overwhelming sensation of my velvety warmth. He moans as I whimper for him to keep going. He obliges, bottoming out with his entire shaft inside my pussy and his hips rubbing up against my ass. He begins to pull out halfway, and not long after, he shoves his cock back inside me making me scream.
He pulls me off the desk and fits my back right up against his chest, covering my mouth with his left hand.
“We don’t want someone to interrupt us now, do we, love? Don’t worry, I’ll take care of my good girl.”
He begins to pound my pussy relentlessly. Luckily for us, he’s covered my mouth because I can’t contain the screams and whimpers this man is producing from me. I feel his pulsing cock slipping in and out of my gushing cunt and his heavy breath in my ear turning me on.
“Your pussy is so perfect.” He says with ragged breaths and sultry groans.
“Fuck, you’re going to make me cum. I’m going to come for you, come deep in this dripping pussy. That’s what you want, isn’t it? To feel my warm cum shoot as far as I can inside you. Fuck, I love that so much. You’re so perfect.”
He takes his hand off my mouth and I finally take some deep breaths. The lightheadedness making this even more euphoric. He slows as we both get close and undoes the tie around my wrists, leaving my pussy.
I whimper but he turns me around and picks me up to set me on his desk.
“I’ve always wanted to fuck you in this skirt but I want to see your face when I do it.”
He enters me again and we both groan in pleasure. He wraps my legs around his waist and I settle my arms around his neck. He speeds up to his usual pace and I try to cover my moans in the crook of his neck. I lick the sweat near his hairline and enjoy the salty taste of him. He mutters a curse and speeds up the unrelenting pounding of his cock. I’m getting close and he can definitely feel it as he caresses my face with one hand and the other digging into my thigh.
“You’re going to look at me when you cum. I need to see how good I make you feel. You’re so close, aren't you? You’re going to come for me.”
“Yes, baby, I’m so close. Don’t stop, please. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Yes, yes, fuck, yes.” I orgasm so hard I feel the blood rushing to my head and my pussy squeeze the life out of his cock.
“Fuck, i’m coming, I’m coming.” He comes with his forehead on mine, his hand in my hair and moans of my name on his tongue.
We stay intertwined as we catch our breaths and try to come down from our highs.
“Was that everything you imagined it being, darling?” He says as I keep my arms around his neck giving him a satisfied smile.
“I think the fact that you had to cover my mouth because I was being too loud is a good indication.”
He laughs and kisses my mouth with contentment.
“As much as i’d love to keep you here in my arms for eternity, you have a class in less than 10 minutes.” He reluctantly says.
I groan and feel his spent cock pull out of me, as our mixed cum drip out. I see him look at where the cum landed on the floor and then back up at me. So, I spread my legs further open as I sit on the edge of his desk, displaying my cum ridden, wet pussy for him to admire.
He seems to be stuck in a trance as he stands there unable to take his eyes off my cunt.
“Are you just going to sta-“
Before I can finish my sentence, he dives into my pussy, his mouth devouring me immediately.
“Oh, fuck. Loki!”
He slurps up everything he can get to inside of me. Pulling my legs over his shoulder, wrapping his hands around my thighs, gripping onto me like he can’t get enough of me. His moans and groans muffled by how deep inside my pussy he is.
His sharp nose, that I’m very appreciative of right now, rubs along my clit as the tip and flat of his tongue swirls and licks me up, down and side to side.
His enthusiasm has made me fall backwards on his desk. I lay there unable to stop squirming, gripping his hair so tight I could be ripping it out.
“Yes! Don’t stop! That feels so good.”
As he continues his assault on me, I can feel my muscles tightening, my breath coming in faster and my orgasm approaching. I grip his hair through both my hands and shove his face as far into me as he can get, not caring if he can breathe. My orgasm the only thing the both of us care about right now.
My orgasm hits me hard as I cry out.
“Fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes!”
We both moan and groan as he gets me through my orgasm, his licking becoming overstimulating. I release his hair and let my arms rest beside me, completely dazed. He stands back up and begins to rub both my legs and whisper praises towards me. He brings his head to hover over my own, giving me the most devious smile I’ve ever seen.
“I’m going to be late."