THE SURPRISE

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: THE SURPRISE

BRANDON’S POV

I still couldn’t believe this was my life.

Mia Thompson, the most popular girl in school, the one every guy fantasized about was on her knees in my dorm room, sucking my cock like it was the only thing she wanted in the world.

Her full lips were stretched around my shaft, her cheeks hollowed as she took me deeper into her warm, wet mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head, teasing the sensitive underside while her hand stroked the base in perfect rhythm.

“Fuck… Mia…” I groaned, my hand gently fisting her long dark hair.

She looked up at me with those big hazel eyes, her mascara slightly smudged, and moaned around my cock. The vibration sent pleasure shooting through me.

This has been happening for three weeks now. Ever since I accidentally walked in on her getting fucked by Professor Harden in his office. Instead of exposing them, she had made me a deal.

And I had said yes.

Every few days, she would show up at my dorm, drop to her knees, and suck me off until I came down her throat. Sometimes she let me fuck her. Sometimes she just used her mouth and tits. But every time, she left me shaking and addicted.

She hollowed her cheeks and sucked harder, taking me all the way to the back of her throat. I groaned loudly, my hips bucking.

“I’m gonna cum—” I warned.

Mia didn’t pull away. She sucked even harder, her eyes locked on mine.

I exploded.

Thick ropes of cum shot down her throat as I groaned her name. She swallowed every drop, milking me until I was completely spent.

She pulled off with a wet pop, licking her lips with a satisfied smile.

“Later, nerd,” she said, standing up and smoothing her skirt like nothing had happened.

Then she was gone, leaving me sitting on my bed, my cock still hard and my pants around my ankles, mind completely blown.

I loved it.

I had no idea why she was doing this, but I wasn’t complaining. The most beautiful girl in school was using me for sex, and I was getting extra marks in Professor Harden’s class too. He had started greeting me in the halls with a knowing nod. It was surreal.

But today, everything changed.

I got a message from Professor Harden asking me to come to his office after class. My stomach dropped. Was this it? Was he going to threaten me? Expel me? Blackmail me?

I was terrified as I knocked on his door.

“Come in.”

I stepped inside. Professor Harden was sitting behind his desk, looking calm and powerful as always.

“Sit down, Brandon,” he said.

I sat, my hands sweating. What is happening? Does he want to warn me to stay away from Mia?

He leaned back, studying me. “She’s good, isn’t she?”

I froze. “Sir… I don’t—”

The door opened behind me.

Mia walked in, smiling like she owned the room. She closed the door and locked it.

“You’re here already,” she said cheerfully, walking over to me. She placed her hand on my shoulder, squeezing gently. “Good.”

Professor Harden watched us with dark amusement.

Mia turned to him. “I called Brandon here today because I have a surprise for you, Professor.”

She looked back at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief and lust.

“Professor Harden would like to see you fuck me.”

My brain short-circuited. What the hell is she talking about?

“What?” I whispered.

Mia smiled wider. She walked over to the professor’s desk, hopped up on it, and spread her legs. Her short skirt rode up, revealing she wasn’t wearing panties.

“Come here, Brandon,” she said softly. “Show him how well you’ve been learning.”

Professor Harden leaned back in his chair, watching us with hungry eyes.

I stood up on shaky legs, my cock already hardening in my pants. This couldn’t be real.

Mia pulled me between her legs and kissed me deeply. Her hand rubbed my growing bulge.

“Be a good boy and fuck me for him,” she whispered against my lips.

I couldn’t resist.

I unzipped my pants, pulled out my cock, and pushed into her wet, welcoming pussy in one thrust.

Mia moaned loudly, wrapping her legs around my waist.

Professor Harden watched intently as I started fucking his favorite student on his own desk.

“Harder,” he said quietly. “Show me how you fuck her when I’m not around.”

I thrust deeper, gripping Mia’s hips. She moaned, her tits bouncing under her blouse as I fucked her.

“Good boy,” Professor Harden praised. “Look at how well she takes you.”

Mia’s pussy clenched around me as she came, moaning my name. I kept fucking her through it, the sound of our bodies slapping together filling the office.

Professor Harden stood up, walked around the desk, and unzipped his pants. His thick cock sprang free.

Mia turned her head and took him into her mouth without hesitation, sucking him while I continued pounding her pussy.

I had never been more turned on in my life.

We used her together. Me fucking her cunt, the professor fucking her mouth. Mia moaned around his cock, her body shaking with pleasure.

When I came, I buried myself deep and filled her with my load. The professor followed, groaning as he came down her throat.

Mia swallowed everything, then smiled up at both of us, her lips shiny.

“See?” she said, voice husky. “We can all get along.”

I sat there in the chair across from Professor Harden's desk, my cock still slick and glistening with Mia's juices after I'd just finished fucking her on the polished wood. My breath came in short bursts as I watched the professor step in behind her. Mia was bent over the desk exactly where I'd left her, her skirt hiked up, and her ass exposed, her pussy visibly swollen and dripping.

Professor Harden didn't waste time. He shoved two thick fingers straight into her cunt without any warning. Mia gasped, her body jerking forward against the desk. The wet sound of his fingers plunging into her filled the office as he started pumping them hard and fast.

"Fuck... look at that," he muttered, driving his fingers deeper with each thrust. Mia moaned loudly, her hips rocking back to meet every push. I could see her pussy gripping his fingers, slick running down her inner thighs while he finger-fucked her right in front of me.

My glistening cock twitched in my lap as I watched. Professor Harden curled his fingers inside her, making Mia cry out and spread her legs wider on the desk. The obscene squelching noises grew louder with every thrust. Her moans turned into broken whimpers that matched the rhythm of his hand working her over.

I stayed frozen, watching every slick plunge of his fingers stretching her open, her juices coating his knuckles while my own spent cock remained shiny from having her first.

If this was a dream. I never want to wake up.