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Chapter 3
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2026-07-11 06:41:22Elena’s eyes widened in pure panic as the phone rang loudly on the desk, the Dean’s name flashing like a bright red warning.
She reached for it with a trembling hand, trying desperately to steady her breathing while Marcus stayed pressed firmly behind her, his thick cock still teasing her soaked entrance.
“Answer it,” he whispered hotly against her ear, voice full of wicked amusement. “Act normal, baby.”
Elena swallowed hard and swiped to answer, forcing her voice to sound as professional as possible. “Hello, Dean Hargrove. Yes, I’m still in my office wrapping up some work.”
Marcus didn’t wait even a second. He pushed forward slowly, the fat head of his cock stretching her open inch by inch. The intense burning fullness made her bite her lip hard to stay quiet.
The Dean’s voice came through clear and serious. “Elena, I noticed your office light was still on late. Is everything alright? You sound a bit… off tonight.”
Marcus sank deeper inside her, filling her completely with his thick length. Elena gripped the desk tighter, fighting back a moan as pleasure shot through her body.
“Yes, sir… everything is fine,” she managed, her voice slightly strained. “Just dealing with a few difficult papers, that’s all.”
Marcus started moving with slow, deep thrusts, his cock sliding in and out of her soaked pussy. The wet, filthy sounds were barely masked. Elena’s legs shook as she tried to focus on the call.
The Dean paused for a moment, his tone growing slightly suspicious. “You sure? You sound breathless. Is someone there with you? I’ve had complaints about students lingering too late.”
Marcus grinned behind her and thrust harder, one hand reaching around to rub her swollen clit in tight circles. Elena nearly cried out from the overwhelming sensation.
“No one is here, Dean,” she replied quickly, biting down on her lip again. “Just me. The grading is taking longer than expected tonight.”
The Dean sighed on the other end, sounding unconvinced. “Listen, Elena, we’ve had issues with faculty-student boundaries lately. If there’s anything inappropriate going on, you need to tell me now. Your reputation is on the line here.”
Marcus slammed into her deeper, hitting that perfect spot inside her. Elena’s knees buckled slightly as intense pleasure flooded her body. She was dripping down her thighs while talking to the Dean.
“I assure you, everything is professional,” she said, her voice cracking just a little. “I’m completely focused on my work.”
Marcus leaned closer, his breath hot on her neck. “Tell him you’re handling something very hard right now,” he whispered filthily, pounding into her steadily.
The Dean continued, his voice sharpening. “I hope so. We can’t afford any scandals this semester. If I hear anything unusual, I’ll have to investigate personally. Understand?”
“Yes, Dean… I understand completely,” Elena gasped softly, her free hand clutching the desk as Marcus fucked her harder from behind. The risk made her pussy clench even tighter around him.
The Dean kept talking for what felt like forever about department policies and expectations. Elena barely heard the words, lost in the feeling of Marcus’s thick cock stretching and filling her with every thrust.
Finally, the call ended. Elena dropped the phone onto the desk and moaned loudly in relief. “Oh my god, Marcus… fuck me harder. I thought he would never hang up.”
Marcus growled with satisfaction and slammed into her deep and fast, his hips slapping loudly against her ass. “That’s it. Take every fucking inch, baby. Your pussy feels so good squeezing me while you lied to the Dean.”
The desk creaked loudly under them as he fucked her with raw passion. Elena pushed back against him desperately, chasing the pleasure, her mind spinning from the danger and the intense sensation.
“Shit, you’re so deep,” she gasped, her voice breaking with every powerful thrust. “It feels so fucking good. Don’t stop, please.”
Marcus tangled one hand in her hair and pulled her head back slightly. “You’re mine now, Elena. This tight professor pussy belongs to me. Come for me like a good girl.”
She could feel her orgasm building fast and strong, stronger than anything she had felt in years. The pressure coiled tighter in her belly with every deep, relentless stroke.
“I’m gonna come,” she cried out, her walls fluttering wildly around his thick cock. “Fuck, Marcus, I’m coming so hard!”
Her orgasm crashed over her like a massive wave. Elena’s whole body shook violently as intense pleasure exploded through her, her pussy spasming and gushing around him. It was easily the best orgasm she had experienced in years — raw, mind-blowing, and addictive.
Marcus groaned loudly, fucking her through every pulse of her climax, drawing it out as long as possible. “Good girl. Milk my cock just like that.”
They stayed locked together for a long moment, both breathing heavily. Elena felt a rush of emotional afterglow mixed with heavy guilt washing over her. She had just let her student fuck her while talking to the Dean. The shame burned, yet she already felt hopelessly addicted to him and the thrill.
“Fuck… what are we doing?” she whispered, still bent over the desk, his cock still buried deep inside her.
Marcus kissed the back of her neck tenderly. “Something we both needed badly. Don’t overthink it right now. You felt fucking incredible.”
Elena slowly straightened up on shaky legs as he pulled out of her. Warm cum dripped down her thighs. The reality of what they had done started sinking in deeper, but the addiction was already taking strong root inside her.
They began cleaning up quickly, straightening their clothes and picking up the scattered papers from the floor. Marcus suddenly froze, staring intently at the corner of the room.
His face went pale. “Elena… look up there.”
She turned and followed his gaze. A small security camera sat mounted in the corner of her office, its red light blinking steadily. It had been recording everything the entire time.
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