All Chapters of On Your Knees: Short Stories : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Everybody Loves The Female Professor! (Female version)Claire adjusted the strap of her tote bag, her heels clicking rhythmically against the tiled floor as she trailed behind the Vice Councilor down the hallway. The air conditioning in this building always felt too cold, clinging to the back of her neck like a second, unwanted layer of clothing. She had spent the last five years as a grad student buried under papers and exams, practically living in a lab coat. The transition to Professor felt absurd, like she was wearing a costume that didn't quite fit."Right here, Claire," the Vice Councilor said, stopping abruptly outside a heavy oak door. She turned to face Claire, her face unreadable behind her wire rimmed glasses. "Remember what I told you about this class. Physics 101. It's a foundational course, but..." She leaned in slightly, lowering her voice. "The students here take themselves very seriously. They are... elite. You need to command their respect immediately. No looking

~ClaireI lay there on the desk, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs, watching as Jace straightened up. He licked his lips, his eyes raking over my exposed body with a hungry intensity that sent a fresh wave of heat pooling between my thighs."You two," Jace said, nodding his head at the doorframe. "You heard her. She's expecting company."The two sophomore boys exchanged nervous glances before scrambling forward. They didn't hesitate, stripping off their blazers and shirts before kicking off their shoes. Jace had been right, this was their fantasy come to life. They moved with a synchronized urgency, eager to claim their piece of the new professor."Position two," Jace commanded, his voice smooth and authoritative.They dropped to their knees on the carpet, right at the foot of the desk. The first boy leaned forward, his hands immediately going to my knees. He didn't waste a second. He buried his face between my legs, his tongue darting out to taste me. The shock o

Everybody Loves the New Professor.. (Male Version)~AlaricMy first day at Northwood Academy, and I couldn't be more excited. At thirty-nine, after years of academic research, I was finally stepping into a classroom as a professor. I'm Alaric, though I'd told my students they could call me Ric. I straightened my tie as I walked down the hallway, the morning light streaming through tall windows. The school's reputation preceded it, but nothing had prepared me for the reality of its hallowed halls.As I approached Room 204, my assigned classroom, I noticed something peculiar. Two students were rather intimately engaged against the lockers, quite oblivious to their surroundings. The girl, whose fiery red hair cascaded down her back, had her arms wrapped around a tall, lanky boy with glasses perched precariously on his nose. Their kissing was... enthusiastic, to say the least.I cleared my throat. "Excuse me," I said in my firm but fair professorial tone. "I believe classes are about t

~BellaWe left a trail of discarded clothes on the bedroom floor.Mia’s black bra landed near the foot of the bed. Maya’s pink one followed a second later. Their little shorts were kicked aside without ceremony. By the time the three of us stepped into the large en suite bathroom, we were completely naked. The soft click of the door closing behind us felt louder than it should have.The bathroom was all white marble and glass, with a wide walk in shower that could easily fit four people and a deep freestanding tub in the corner. Warm light glowed from recessed fixtures. I turned the shower on first, adjusting the temperature until steam began to curl against the glass.Mia stepped under the spray with a happy sigh, tipping her head back so the water ran down her long dark hair and over the full curves of her breasts. Maya followed, standing close enough that their shoulders brushed. Water beaded on their skin, tracing shiny paths over soft flesh and the gentle flare of their hips.

~Bella“Get out.”His voice was rough, tight with panic and leftover arousal. He still hadn’t covered himself. His oiled cock stood rigid and shiny between us, twitching slightly every time he breathed. The porn continued to moan from the flipped laptop behind him, filling the silence with wet, filthy sounds.I tilted my head, letting the sheet slip just a little lower on my shoulder, and gave him a calm, almost pleasant smile.“Yes, of course I’ll get out,” I said lightly. “I’m heading straight to tell your daughters what I just saw.”The color drained from his face so fast it was almost impressive.I turned on my heel and stepped toward the door like I had all the time in the world. I took exactly three steps.He moved faster than I expected. One second he was frozen by the bed, the next his hand closed hard around my wrist and yanked me back. The sudden contact spun me halfway around. I ended up chest to chest with him, the thin sheet the only thing between my bare body and his.