LOGIN"Tell me right now, did he fuck you?" Teddy questions, leaning in way too much. I can feel her excited breaths on my skin, and I move back with a grin on my face."Why would he? He's my professor and I am his student." I answer with a straight face. There is silence between us for a while before we both burst out laughing, gaining the attention of some of the other students in the class. "Bitch, stop playing and tell me!" She says, restless. "Well," I reduce my voice to a whisper, "he did touch me, but we haven't fucked yet. I'm going to his office today and I'm going to try and seduce him." I answer and she squeals. "No way!" "Hey, can you both keep it down? Some of us are trying to study!" A student in front of us fumes, tossing back her blonde hair while glaring at us. She is our next door neighbor who has hated us for the longest time.I decide to ignore her, but Teddy won't let it slide. "What about when your moans stop me from sleeping? Did I complain about that?" Teddy sn
An electrifying bolt of pleasure runs down my spine as soon as his lips meet with my right nipple. I can't help but throw my head back, my fingers digging into the desk that I am sitting on. My legs are crossed on top of each other as I savor the feeling of his wet tongue and cold lips on my breast. His tongue slowly flicks my nipple, teasing lightly, and making me more expectant. He withdraws his tongue and holds my crazily erect nipple between his teeth, biting and gently grazing it, leaving me with a dipping heartbeat. I can't help but shut my eyes in pleasure, my fingers still clinging to the desk. I can feel my own wetness drenching my panties, and it is making me crave for him more than ever. I cannot believe that this is actually happening after months of thinking about it and fantasizing about my professor. It feels like a dream, and even if it is, I never want to wake up from it. One of his hands sneak around my waist, pulling me closer to himself as his buries his nose i
It's got to be at least eight inches, or maybe I'm overthinking it. But I can't help the sweat that trickles down my face as I stare at the giant cock in front of me. How can it be so big? And how can he keep it locked in those pants without it bouncing around whenever he walked?I snap out of my thoughts when he clears his throat. I take my eyes up to meet his gaze for a split second, and I can see the darkness etched on his face, buried underneath his grin. I return my attention to his throbbing dick which has been waiting for me to take it in my mouth. I salivate, swallowing the lump in my throat before wrapping my palm around the heavy shaft. It throbs in my palm and my knees buckle in excitement. A soft hum escapes professor Ivan's throat when I start to work my way up and down his shaft. His veiny cock seems to welcome my touch, because it keeps bobbing and throbbing, visibly begging for more. The professor also looks like he is about to run out of patience, but I am determine
"Miss Amy Smith?" Professor Ivan's secretary calls out to me, her voice tender but firm. I look up from my phone, my eyebrows raising as I blink at her. "The professor will see you now." She gives me a bit of a scowl, and I roll my eyes, understanding exactly what her problem is. It is no news that she sleeps with the professor, I mean, I would do the same thing if I was working for a hot man like professor Ivan. I tuck my phone into my tote bag before standing to my feet and making my way into the office. His office is grand, made to look even bigger by the imposing paintings hanging on each wall. Almost everything is made out of varnished oak wood, the evoking scent wafting through the air. A giant table is in the middle of the office, with tons of files, books and ornaments piled on it. The glass windows reflect the sun's rays, and the view of the city from them is mesmerizing.Then, behind the desk, professor Ivan sits with his index fingers pressed together and resting unde
"Professor Ivan never smiles, he has the most unfriendly gaze, screaming danger in every way. He is old enough to be my father, he's supposed to be off limits, but I still want him." I lift my face from my diary to focus on the handsome man in front of the lecture hall, his muscles twitching and flexing as he moved. His lips are moving, taking about some chemical reactions, but all I can think about is having that tongue up in my pussy, sucking me dry and leaving me in a mess. Obsessing over my professor was the last thing I expected to do when I came to college, but as soon as that sexy man walked into my first class, he became all I could think about. Professor Ivan is tall, a striking contrast to my five feet height. His broad shoulders and bulky chest are my weaknesses, and all I think about when he is in class is having him pin me down with those strong arms.He has the face of a demi god, like one of those fictional men, with strands of grey hair scattered across his head and
"Do you like that?" Killian hummed, cock deep in Madison's wet pussy, the girth bringing her to tears. She slowly nodded, her back arched and her eyes tightly shut. She tugged on the chains, pulling and trying to get herself loose but that did nothing. Instead, the jiggling of the chains added to the sounds of her moans and groans. Madison didn't want to admit it but it felt good. She had fantasized about having his cock inside her since the first day she saw him, and now she was getting just that.He was big, really big, so much that she bit her lip until blood gushed out. Her neck strained as she tried to contain her screams, but at the same time, he was driving her insane with his wet, rough thrusts."Oh my gosh!" She screamed, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets when he slammed harshly into her, his hands gripping her waist firmly. He let out soft groans as he continued to pound into her like he was trying to punish her and leave his mark on her forever. She twisted a







