I just finished putting the final paragraph of my thesis paper together for my final in my psychology class. “Thank god!” I spun around in my chair and hit print on my keyboard. I breathed a sigh of relief. The printer spit out my last paper of the semester and I laughed hysterically inside. All that was left to was to hand it before 4 pm. Oh shit! I looked at my clock and it read 3:40.
I grabbed a pair of my Hollister shorts, my baby blue v-neck tee, and silver gladiator sandals and booked down my hallway, inadvertently slamming into the dorm aide. “I’m sorry!” I yelled as I flew down the hall and into the stairwell. I jetted down 3 floors onto the main floor. I gasped for air as I reached the glass double doors of the psychology wing. I opened them and paused to look at my appearance. My chestnut colored hair looked like I had just run a 5 k marathon. I used my fingers to help pull it into a bun on the back on my head.
I reached Professor Jamison’s door and knocked. “Come in” the voice said. I turned the door handle and stepped inside. Professor Jamison was one of the youngest teachers on the campus and every single one of the girls wanted to be his TA. He had dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, chiseled chin and full lips, his stuble always made him seem so much sexier when he didn’t shave for a couples days.
“Ms. Malcolm do come in and have a seat...” he stood and moved a huge stack of papers from the chair in front of his desk.
My breath hitched as I watched him stand, he had long faded denim that hung just right at his hips, the buttoned down black shirt was undone at the top so you could just a small tuft of his chest hair. I swallowed, “I don’t want to take too much of your time professor I just wanted to hand this in before the deadline…”
“Now Elena don’t just run off, you know what my requirements are for handing any paper late” he leaned back against the desk. His shirt clung to every muscle of his arms, down to his tone chest and stomach.
“But I’m not late...” I protested. He crossed his arms and pointed at the clock up on the wall. “Its 4:05 Elena, I said by 4 ‘o’ clock today.” He leaned back on the desk as I sat in the chair, I put my head in my hands “Please professor... it’s only 5 mintues... I... I promise that it will never happen again” His fingers caressed my chin and lifted my face , I stared into his hazel eyes, my breathing became more erratic and I could feel the moisture starting to sink in between my thighs. “What do you think I should do?” he asked as his thumb stroked my lower lip. My tongue swept out and touched it.
His breath caught this time and he pulled my mouth to his, our tongues rubbing and dancing softly against each other, I moaned as he kissed me. His other free hand pulled me closer to him and shifted so that I sat on top of the desk. He pulled back and stared at my face “Elena what are you doing to me?” he pushed me back and anchored my hands above my head and kissed down my throat to the opening on shirt. I could feel his thick pulsating erection grinding into the crease of my thighs as I ground against him.
What am I doing? “Wait... wait please we have to stop” my chest heaved as he leaned up “why do we have to stop baby? I want you and you damn well want me” he pressed his erection against the seam in my shorts and I tried to suppress my moan.
“Your wet Elena, and very hot down there. I promise to make it good for you baby” he leaned back down and nipped at my neck as my body arched up to his attention. His hands started at the snap of my shorts pulling them down off my hips. “Lift up” he motioned by pulling on the edge on the legs and I obliged. He kissed the bottom of my calf to the apex of my thighs and inhaled, “God you smell intoxicating. I hope these aren’t your favorite pair of underwear” He bit into the peach lace fabric and tore it in half. I gasped as his thumb twirled in my wetness, alternating one lip then the other. His tongue flicked at my clit, sucking, and lightly humming on it. “God!!! Pleaseeee” I moaned as he slid one finger then another into my throbbing pussy.
He smiled up at me “ Shhhh! You’ll get me in trouble” He plunged his tongue deep into my pussy and began to fuck me with it. My fingers gripped his hair as he pushed in and out of my body. He leaned up and placed both of his fingers wet with my juices against my lips, “ You taste amazing, find out for yourself” I sucked my juices off his fingers. I did taste good. I heard the rustle as he undid his fly. “Come here Elena” He pulled me on to the carpet, I looked up at him kneeling. “Suck me baby, I want to feel your mouth first” I open and let my tongue flick at the drop of moisture on the tip. I licked up and down each side slowly savoring how salty he was. I slide just the head into my mouth and started to pump his cock up and down. His hand pushed ad pulled my head back and forth.
He moaned and I smiled inside knowing that I was doing this to him. I sucked further down until my nose met his groin. My throat tensed and relaxed on his cock, each time his breath hitching. “Jesus Christ… do you have a gag reflex baby? Uhh god Elena.. mmmm yes baby that’s it…ohhhh… hhuhmmmmmm” his hips flexed back and forth as I sucked, my spit coating all over his cock and balls. I could feel him tensing; I knew he was close to cumming. “ ssstop… Elena…. Enough.. enough!” gripping my loose bun he pushes my head back. He stepped back his eyes slit with sexual intent. He pulled me and pushed me face first onto his desk. Kicked my feet apart he starts to slowly run his moist head up and down my slit, teasing at my entrance by pushing in slightly then pulling back.
“Please professor… I need you so bad...” he pulls my head by my hair and runs his nose down my jaw line... “Nick... I want you to call me Nick while I fuck you Elena” kissing down my neck and he pushed me back down. “ Ready baby?” slowly pushing into me, my nails raking his oak desk “ Uhhh Nickk… huhhhhh”. His fingers dig into my hips as his thick girth fills my aching wet pussy. He pulls out and slams forward making me yelp. His hand wraps around my mouth “ Shhh! Elena I’ll punish you if you get me caught baby…uhhmmmmm” thrusting pushing deep. Slamming harder into me as I moan and whimper with each thrust. My pussy sucking and gripping his cock tighter and tighter.
Leaning down his tongue teasing the outer shell of my ear “ Feel me Elena… that’s it baby.. cum for me.. give yourself to me “ pumping harder and deeper each time.. my moans getting louder in his palm. The sound of wet sex echoing of his office arouses me even more and I start to push back against him. “ Nick.. godd… Im gonna cumm… Nickkk!” I wail as my pussy convulses around his cock and slams into one more time. I feel his cum coat every wall as he leans down on top of me. He kisses my neck and slowly pulls out, both of us gasping at the friction. He stands up and turns me around, his hand pulling my hair loose from my tie. Pulling my mouth to his. I suck his tongue making him moan.
“ Mmmmm.. Elena.. god… I’m far from done with you.” He zippers his jeans. I stand my legs like jelly from our hot fuck. He runs his fingers through his just fucked hair “I want you to come home with me tonight Elena” he grabs my face and lightly bites my lip. I pull up my shorts over my shredded thong. “Nick... but...” he glares at me “No but’s Elena... you’ll come home with me and you’ll come plenty once we’re there. You don’t show you fail! Meet me at 6 on the football parking lot” he sits back at his desk trying to reorganize it. I nod as I pull my hair back up and walk towards the door “That will be all Ms. Malcolm”.