Fucking my Hotshot Professor Pt 1

Every time he spoke, her pulse quickened not from fear, but the way his voice seemed to draw her in, wrapping around her thoughts like smoke……

I could barely hear what he was saying just that voice…

I could almost imagine how he would sound controlling me while thrusting deep inside of me.

Oh fuck, another Professor Matt wet dream.

It was so real I could still feel his mouth on me now, eating my pussy, gorging on it, owning it, spreading me wide and tongue-fucking me until l came so hard I shook onto his sexy lips.

Gosh I could feel myself dripping, my panties were so soaked you would think they had been inside a bowl of water, I hope I don’t have to stand up anytime soon I smiled.

“Ms Lucy, can you enlighten us on what’s making you smile?”

“I can’t remember saying anything funny”

“Sir…” I moaned

His eyes darkened and he swallowed hard

Uh ehmm I cleared my throat

“I’m sorry Professor Matt, I got distracted for a minute there”

“Tell us what distracted you from my class Ms Lucy?”

“I don’t think my thoughts should be said out loud in public sir”

“It’s Professor Matt not sir”

“Now keep quiet and pay attention”

My mouth shut immediately I almost wanted to retort …you can shut it up with something different but I knew that was pushing my boundaries.

It was almost the end of class and I had to find a way to be alone with him

I can’t bear not feeling his hands on my body. I was turned on as fuck

I can already imagine how those big hands of his will feel wrapped around my breast , my nipples puckered thinking about it.

The bell rang and class was over

I waited back while everyone rushed to quickly leave the class, before Professor Matt added more tasks to the homework given.

“Lucy” my friend Sophia tapped my shoulder

“Aren’t you leaving? She said

“Uhmm no I have a question for Professor Matt, i need clarification on some things, I got distracted during class.”

“Okay see you during lunch? She asked

“Yeah sure see you later”

She finally left and I was the only one left in the classroom with him

My pulse quickened, my nipples were so hard that they hurt.

I walked to him

“Professor Matt” I said, my voice silky and seductive. He looked up and his eyes darken,he looked straight at me like he could see my soul, my palm was sweaty. I needed to play this right.

“She pressed her books to her ample chest, and I smiled at her. She flashed a gorgeous smile back

“Can I help you Ms Lucy?”

“Yes sir” she said

“You can sit down”, As she sat down, I took in her full breast and as she leaned forward to pull in her chair, I got a flash down the deep, smooth, fleshy valley between them. Her young skin was tanned and taught, and those extra pounds just seemed to make her shine with health.

Lucy was something else. She was always sexy in a way that made me feel slightly flustered, but she somehow made her slutty school outfit look like it was the only possible thing anyone should be wearing, even though it looked like she was about to bust out of it in all the right places. I knew she was the only one in the room who could carry it off. The only one in the whole college in fact.

I had to divert my eyes so I wasn’t caught but I couldn't help myself

A second glance and I registered that she wasn’t wearing any panties.

“Lucy I don’t think your clothes are appropriate, stand up let me see”

"I'm sorry. I need some new clothes. I've...grown a little," she said, flushing.

"I noticed, Lucy. It happens during the first year, so they say. I think you look….amazing, though. But still.."

I trailed off, staring at her now.

I thought I saw her gulp, and she looked at the closed door.

"Turn around, Lucy, so I can check the length of your skirt,” I said.

"Maybe I was hasty."

She looked at me, and something in my eyes made her realize that I was serious. And that I was seriously turned on.

She turned around, her eyes wide, and I made sure I got a good long look at her big round ass in her tight little skirt. I thought I could hear her moan softly.

"Are they too short, Professor?" She said, sweetly.

"Oh Jesus, I muttered.

My mind was racing.

"Maybe you could show me what

length they should be?" She said,

Suddenly, amazingly, I felt his hands on my ass, where my creamy buttocks bulged out underneath my skirt .

"They are a little short, here,

" He said, his voice sounding different suddenly.

I pushed back into him and my hand reached back and felt for him on my ass.

"Right there?" I said.

"Yes, Lucy," he said, his hands moving under my skirt now. "Quite inappropriate."

"I really like the way you dress," I

said, my heart in my throat.

"Thank you, Lucy. That's so nice of you."

There was nothing else to say, but neither of us was moving. A door opened a few classrooms down and his hands snapped out of my skirt.

We were facing each other now, and it felt like I was moving closer to him.

He cleared his throat to say something but I beat him to it.

"Maybe I could show you what clothes I have, Professor Matt, and you can see what might be appropriate for the next class?" He looked at me.

"In here?" He asked, his voice croaky.

“No Silly”, in my room I said

"I'd like that, Professor Matt," I said as sweetly as I could, pushing my boobs out a little and twisting my torso as I spoke.

I knew how to work it. I knew what got boys going, and even though Professor Matt was a whole other kind of Man, I figured there must be some universal laws of sexy cuteness combined with outrageous curviness.

His face told me I was right.

"Ok, Lucy. Why don't we go right after class?" He said, and his voice sounded thick and his eyes were a little more cloudy than they had been before.