Lahat ng Kabanata ng SINFUL DESIRES: THE PROFESSORS I CAN'T RESIST: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

“Beg me!” He barked at me. “Please… let me cum.”He pulled out again, ignoring me and flipping me back onto my knees.“Suck it clean.”I leaned forward immediately, taking him back into my mouth. The taste of myself mixed with him, salty and thick. I licked every inch, desperate, hungry.He grabbed my head again and started thrusting into my mouth, rougher this time. I gagged hard, choking slightly as he pushed deeper again and again. Then he stopped.“Open your mouth.”I obeyed instantly, opening my mouth. He stroked himself quickly over my face, and then his cum hit me, hot and thick.The first rope landed on my tongue, filling my mouth. I swallowed quickly, not letting any of it go to waste. More spilled onto my lips and chin, and I licked it up eagerly.He milked the last drops into my mouth.“Eat it all.”I did, swallowing everything, feeling it settle warm in my stomach but he wasn’t finished with me because his cock stayed half-hard as he grabbed my arm and pulled me up again

When I got to the motel, the door was already open and the mystery man was inside, completely naked, his cock already hard and waiting.“Strip and kneel.”My clothes came off in a rush, and I dropped to my knees, taking him into my mouth right away when he stood in front of him. I sucked him deep, my throat opening for him as he started moving. He fucked my face for a long time, saliva dripping everywhere, messy and uncontrolled.Then he pulled out and came on my chest, thick lines landing across my skin, slowly cooling.“Rub it in.”I spread it across my chest with my hands, smearing it like lotion, my breathing uneven.Then he pushed me onto the bed, bending me over. He entered me slowly at first, stretching me open again, building up the rhythm. His hands pinned my wrists down as his pace quickened, the bed creaking loudly beneath us.He slapped my ass hard, leaving it burning.He came deep inside me again, then followed it with another release, filling me further. He pulled out h

I could see the red paper crumple as it hit the bottom of the transparent trash can, the bow coming loose. I stared, my mouth still open from the shock. Bryce brushed his hands on his pants like he was wiping away dirt, then turned to head back to the building but something unexpected happened again. He turned back and his eyes locked right on me.I should have left right then, I should have but my heart slammed in my chest, and my feet felt glued to the ground. I stood there, looking at him with wide eyes and he held my gaze, his face calm but sharp. He didn’t look mad, just curious, or was it a look of something else? His dark eyes pinned me in place, and I couldn’t move. The campus noise faded and it felt like it was just us.He raised his hand and gestured with his fingers, in a slow curl, calling me over. “Walk to me.” it said and my breath caught. Was he talking to me? No way, there’s no way Bryce would notice someone like me spying from behind the walls. I stood rooted to t

Something has changed. I don’t know how or really even when exactly, but writing and reading my fanfic isn’t doing it for me anymore. It used to be everything, all I needed, what I lived for, and obsessed over in my limited free time but now it’s not enough. I read the words, and expect to get hot and bothered and ready to touch myself as usual, and the need just isn’t there. It’s not that it doesn’t turn me on, it’s just not as exciting. What I’m now obsessed with is having Bryce and Wyatt in real life. After what happened with Bryce in his office, I couldn’t stop thinking about him till the end of the day. I couldn’t believe that my sex life was becoming something that I once dreamt and wished for, which explains why I had lost interest in writing in my journal. I’ve experienced what it felt like in real life now and that’s what I wanted now.The mystery man started this and now my professors were also suddenly moving to me, it was almost unbelievable. I smiled to myself as I reali

Bryce’s voice trailed off, and I could hear him breathing hard on the other end. The rain outside my window picked up again, hitting the glass like it was trying to break in. I sat on the edge of my bed, naked, my heart pounding. Part of me wanted to hang up, to end this before it hurt me more, but another part of me, the one that had craved him for so long, kept me glued to the phone.“If anyone finds out what?” I pushed, my voice shaky but firm. “That you fucked your student? That you made me take your load and then pissed in my ass like I was yours? We already did it, Bryce. What’s one more time? What’s there to be bothered about or scared of?”He let out a long breath, like he had been holding it in for too long. “It’s not just that, Jonathan. It’s me. I always want more. From the start, when I kept seeing you in class… then when I saw you reading that textbook… even before you called my name, I knew I shouldn’t look twice but I did. And now… God, those videos you sent? They lit s