College Professors Indiscretion
by Falatio
Copyright© 2022 by Falatio
Erotica Sex Story: A little sex kitten looking for a better grade
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa .
Being a college professor, I meet a lot of beautiful young ladies, some are desperate enough for good grades they would do anything I ask. Every once in a while I get the most darling little angel in my class that’s just too sweet to not want. I’ve got one in my class right now, damn, probably no more than twenty but smokin’ hot sexy. She is always in a little summer dress, lightly made up with her hair in a pony tail. She is just a perfect little angel. The problem is obvious, I can’t touch these little sex kittens but this one has my attention. She has good grades, never misses a class, and I just don’t have any reason to ever get her alone.
Damn, I’m starting to fantasize about her on a nightly basis. I can barely get home without starting to swell, thinking about her racing through my door to drop my pants for a long, slow stroke. I imagine her bopping up and down on me, squealing at the size of my meat as her little hole is stretched to its limits by my size. Immediately after spewing my load all over my chest I come to my senses and realize she must think of me as some old pervy teacher. I know she catches me watching her way more than the other ladies in my class.
I head out this morning, it’s like every morning except that there is an especially important exam today. I take my place at the front of the hall like always, the clock hits nine and the papers start to shuffle, that is when I notice there’s no little angel this morning. What the hell? This is a first and what a day to miss. I don’t know if I’m more disappointed that she’s missed class, or that I miss her.
It’s 11: 35, twenty-five minutes left in class, and who pops her head in the door but my little angel. Even from here I can see the disheveled look of her. I have no option but to point to the door from which hangs a “do not enter” sign, she must wait for the exam to end.
“Wow, what happened?” I’m wondering when the clock strikes noon and the class files out the door. I immediately head to the top of the stairs at the back of the room, and there’s my little angel, holding her head in her hands, and crying her eyes out.
I sit down beside her.
“My god, dear, you have really bad timing. What happened?” I ask.
“I was up all night studying and overslept on the most important day of the year,” she says, her eyes pleading with me. “Oh please let me take the exam.”
She looks into my eyes with a puppy dog look. My god, I’m almost lost in her beauty. How can I say no to this face, this perfect little lady. But the rules are the rules, damnit. I tell her there’s nothing I can do. I get up to head to my office, she jumps up immediately to follow me.
She grabs my arm and continues to plead with me as we enter my office.
“Look,” I tell her, “Have a seat.” I walk around my desk to my chair.
She sits in the chair in front of my desk and continues to plead her case. I’m nearly oblivious to her words as I look into her eyes. I’m lost in my own little fantasy of her sucking on my guy.
Agh, fuck. Damn. I can feel my cock start to stir. I come back to reality with her still rambling on. I get up and walk around my desk to sit on its front edge. I look down at her not fully thinking about the swelling that was going on in my pants.
She looks up at me and leans back in her chair in an almost frightened way, she acts as if I invaded her comfort zone. I look down at her, and for the first time since this morning, I notice her in a mini jean skirt and tank top.
Her legs are slightly apart, her lips are pouty from crying, her eyes are red and puffy, and my cock has a mind of its own. I’m not in the best pair of pants for a close encounter like this in the first place, as my size usually bulges before I get hard, but there’s no hiding my attraction to her now.
I catch her glimpsing down at my crotch with several quick looks. She is obviously seeing my intentions.
“Oh, Mr. Smith, I don’t know.” She says.
She wiggles a little in her chair. I’m almost unsure of what to say next.
“Oh, sweety,” I blurt out, “You have no idea how attracted too you I am.”
She looks down at my crotch again, my cock is out of control now, sliding down my leg. It’s long and my head is clearly visible through my slacks. I catch her biting her lip.
I stand from my desk and without thinking it through, tell her, “Well, maybe I can make an exception to the test, if you’re willing.”
She can barely take her eyes off my cock long enough to look up at me. She reaches her hand out and stops an inch away from touching me. She looks up into my eyes, hers are glassy and she looks lost, she reaches forward and touches it.
“Ohhhhh.” she gives it a little squeeze and drags her nails down its length. She slides to the edge of her chair and starts to gently rub my length with the palm of her hand. Slowly jacking my cock through my pants, her soft gentle touch has my mind swirling. She reaches for the base with her left hand and squeezes tight while she continues to drag her nails over its head. She gazes up into my eyes and stands up, then steps towards me.
I lean down to kiss her gorgeous little lips, and then my libido takes over. I pull her tight into me and thrust my hips to grind into her. Oh, fuck she smells delicious, and she feels even better.
We kiss deeply and she’s not hesitant in the least. I let my hand slide down her back and over her ass. Damn she is hot. Our tongues swirl in each other’s mouths, our bodies pressing into each other. I pull her little skirt up over her hips and squeeze her perfect little ass. I don’t feel any panties but then I find the tiniest thong. With that, my sexy little angel surprises me. I break our kiss and place my hands on her shoulders. Gently I nudge her down onto her knees.
She looks right at my cock, and leans in to bite it right through my pants.
“Agh, fuck, you little kitten,” I moan. She slowly pulls my zipper down with her left hand, and again, scratches along the length of my shaft with the nails of her right hand. She has done this before.
“Fuck me.” I quickly fumble with my belt to help her get my pants off. They fall to floor and my eight inches of swollen cock flops out on top of her head. She looks up at it, turning her face up she slides her tongue along its entire length. She licks the pre cum off my tip and moans.
She looks up at me for my approval, I nod, out of breath. She sucks the head into her mouth. She starts to expertly suck my cock, it’s better than I ever could have imagined.
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