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Professor’s Personal Cumslut(2)
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2026-05-10 23:56:38
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THE ART OF SINS Mother’s New Toy(1)
**Chapter 1** The house had been too quiet since Dad died. Two years had passed but Mom still moved around like a ghost. She was forty-three now and still beautiful in that soft way that made men look twice. Full breasts, wide hips, and long dark hair she usually kept in a loose bun. I caught her crying sometimes when she thought no one was watching. Lonely. Touch-starved. Lost. I was twenty-one and had been watching her more and more. Not like a son should. I noticed the way her nightgown clung to her body when she came down for water late at night. The way her nipples pressed against the thin fabric. The soft curve of her ass when she bent over to load the dishwasher. I told myself it was wrong but my cock did not listen. It got hard every single time. Tonight was one of those nights. I could not sleep. I went downstairs around one in the morning and found her in the living room. She sat on the couch in her favorite silk nightgown drinking a glass of wine. The television was off
THE ART OF SINS Professor’s Personal Cumslut(3)
** **Chapter 3** The following week became a blur of secret meetings and dripping need. Professor Kane had me completely under his control now. I wore shorter skirts to class with no panties underneath just like he ordered. During lectures he would casually walk between the rows and stop near my desk. While explaining some deep literary concept his hand would brush my thigh under the table and slide up until his fingers touched my bare wet pussy. I had to sit there pretending to take notes while he slowly fingered me in front of thirty other students. One afternoon after class he kept me behind again. The moment the last person left he locked the door and told me to bend over his desk. He did not even speak much. He just flipped my skirt up, spread my ass cheeks and pushed his thick cock into my pussy in one hard thrust. He fucked me fast and rough while I moaned into my own arm. He came deep inside me then made me sit through my next class with his cum leaking out of me onto the w
THE ART OF SINS Professor’s Personal Cumslut(2)
**Chapter 2** The next evening I could barely focus in class. Professor Kane stood at the front lecturing about desire and forbidden pleasure in literature but his eyes kept finding mine. Every time our gazes locked my pussy throbbed. I sat there with my legs pressed together feeling how wet my panties already were. When class ended he gave me a small nod toward his office. No words. Just that quiet command. I waited ten minutes then walked to his office with my heart racing. The door was slightly open. I stepped inside and closed it behind me. He was already sitting in his chair watching me. “Lock it,” he said. I turned the lock. The click sounded loud in the quiet room. “Come here Emma. Stand in front of the desk.” I walked over slowly. My short dress felt too tight and too short. He leaned back in his chair and looked me up and down like he owned me already. “Lift the dress. Show me what you wore for me today.” My hands shook a little as I pulled the hem up to my
THE ART OF SINS Professor’s Personal Cumslut(1)
Professor’s Personal Cumslut Chapter 1 The lecture hall was almost empty when the last students left. I stayed behind in my usual seat at the front row, pretending to write notes. Professor Kane stood at the front of the room erasing the board with slow, deliberate movements. His white shirt stretched across his broad back and shoulders. He was forty-two but looked stronger and more commanding than any boy my age. I was nineteen and this was my third class with him. From the very first day something had pulled me toward him. The deep calm in his voice when he spoke about literature and desire. The way his eyes would linger on me a second longer than the others. The quiet authority he carried that made my thighs press together under the desk. “Miss Harper,” he said without turning around. “You seem to have trouble leaving on time lately.” My heart jumped. I closed my notebook and stood up. “I just like the material Professor. Your lectures are… intense.” He finally turned and loo
THE ART OF SINS My Brother’s Wife(4)
**Chapter 4** The tension had been building for weeks. Every time I fucked Sophie I went harder, deeper, and riskier. Jake was starting to suspect something but he could never put his finger on it. That only made it sweeter. Sophie had become completely addicted. She texted me dirty pictures while Jake was in the same room. She wore the plug I gave her every single day so my cum from the morning would stay inside her until night. This Friday everything came to a head. Jake had to go out of town for a work conference. He left early in the morning and would not be back until Sunday night. That gave us almost three full days alone in his house. Sophie did not even wait for his car to leave the street. The second the garage door closed she ran to me naked and jumped into my arms. I carried her straight to their marital bed and threw her down. I spread her legs wide and buried my face in her pussy. I ate her like a man who had been starving for months. Long slow licks mixed with hard s
THE ART OF SINS My Brother’s Wife(3)
**** **Chapter 3** The next two weeks turned into a secret storm. Every chance I got I was inside Sophie. Jake had a big project at work so he left early and came home late. That gave us hours almost every day. I started showing up at their house right after he drove away. Sometimes I did not even knock. Sophie would leave the side door unlocked for me and wait somewhere in the house already wet and ready. This particular morning I found her in the laundry room. She was wearing one of Jake’s old t-shirts and nothing else. The shirt barely covered her ass. When she saw me she smiled that guilty hungry smile and bent over the washing machine on purpose. I did not waste time. I walked straight behind her, flipped the shirt up, and pushed my cock into her in one smooth thrust. She was already soaked. I grabbed her hips and fucked her hard while the washing machine vibrated under her body. Sophie moaned loud and pushed back against me. “God Alex… you fuck me so much better than him,”
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