Todos los capítulos de SINFUL DESIRES: THE PROFESSORS I CAN'T RESIST: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Bryce’s thumbs pinched and rolled my nipples, tugging the peaks until they throbbed and sent fire shooting straight to my bouncing cock, which slapped wetly against my abs with every movement. I leaned forward so his chest hair brushed my mouth. He latched onto my nipple, sucking hard, biting and pulling while his teeth grazed the sensitive edge. I moaned louder and rode him harder, swiveling my hips to grind and mash him even deeper. His hand fisted in my hair and yanked my head back, exposing my neck so he could kiss, bite, and suck at the pulsing point until it throbbed.He flipped me into doggy style so I was on my knees and elbows with my ass high in the air. His hands grabbed my ankles and pulled me back as he thrust home deep, slamming into the perfect angle that hit my spot and made me scream raw into the pillow. I bit down hard on the fabric while his sack slapped loudly against my thighs in a fast, wet rhythm. The bed shook and the walls rattled with the force. His hand reac

My head bobbed as he fucked my mouth with wet suction, pulling loud groans from him. His hand fisted in my hair, guiding my head while his hips bucked shallowly. His balls slapped wetly against my chin as my tongue lapped at his sack, rolling along every crease, humming low to make him throb and vibrate.He pulled off, his cock shining with spit and long strings snapping onto my chin. "Crawl to your cell. It will be lights out soon." His boot nudged my back as I crawled across the floor, my knee pads sliding on the carpet with a slight burn.In the corner of the room that pretended to be a cell, a thin mat lay waiting. He hooked my chain to a wall ring with a click and locked it short so I could barely tug and test it. Bryce stood at the "door," crossing his arms so his muscles bulged. "Sleep tight. Tomorrow is another day for another interrogation." He winked, shut the door and locked it.I lay on the cold mat as the chain bit into my wrists with a cool feel. My cock was half-hard,

Bryce’s hand fisted in my hair and yanked my head back, stretching my neck as I moaned out. I came hard across the desk wood, the cum dripping down onto the floor.My own load soaked the short pants completely, creating a wet spot that made sticky trails run down my thighs so I had to walk funny afterward. I cleaned everything with my tongue, lapping at the desk to taste the mix of chalk dust and cum, the bitter flavor coating my tongue as I lapped it all clean.We switched to the nurse and patient role in another room that was set up like a hospital room. I lay on the hospital bed with crisp white sheets as my legs were placed in the stirrups and spread wide, my hole winking with old cum still shining around it. He snapped on gloves with a loud sound and pushed a cold glass thermometer into my ass, making me clench around it while the temperature supposedly rose with my fake fever. “You need a shot,” he said. He performed needle play with a fake prick on my thigh that left a stingi

Professor Wyatt's POV(The Mystery Man)I didn’t say anything back to the student and just left Jonathan’s door. Back in the car, my heart raced with a toxic blend of anger and lust. My cock throbbed painfully against my zipper, leaving a wet spot on my pants. I drove home to an empty house, the silence deafening. I stripped naked in the bedroom, the sheets cold and unwelcoming. It was almost as if nothing made sense to me anymore. Lying on the bed, I let my hands roam my body, pinching my nipples until they peaked hard, imagining his mouth there instead, sucking and biting. My hand trailed lower, gripping my shaft and pumping it slowly. Head thrown back, I moaned his name into the empty room. “Jonathan… come to me.”The fantasy consumed me fully. There he was, on his knees before me, eyes wide and pleading.“Sorry, Professor. Punish me.” I grabbed a fistful of his hair and forced my cock down his throat, fucking his face with deep, relentless strokes. He gagged and choked, spit dr

Professor Wyatt's POV(The Mystery Man)My cock stayed hard while I paced back and forth in my office. I touched myself again through my pants because the need was growing stronger. This long silence felt like he was running from me and that only made me want him more. He was mine but he just didn’t know how completely yet.I sat down again and stared at his photo. That innocent face that hid a boy full of dirty needs. I would give him everything he wrote about, and more. I would own his body. His mouth, his ass and his pleasure. He would call me Professor while I fucked him. He would call me Daddy when he begged.Less than an hour had passed in the quiet office. Then suddenly, I heard a sharp knock on the door. I bit back a groan and ran my hand through my hair again. I was a frustrated mess and didn’t want to meet or see anyone which was why I put up the “Do Not Disturb” sign at the front of my door. I told everyone I could not to bother me so who was here knocking right now? I sta