I walked into the university building with even more enthusiasm than usual. When my gorgeous, ex-Marine professor had asked to see me in his office, I knew today was the day. I was going to seduce him. I planned this carefully, going back to my dorm and changing into something more provocative. A simple graphic tee shirt over my best bra, see through black lace, and a short pleated skirt to cover the matching thong. For shoes, I decided booties would finish it. The shirt pulled across my E sized breasts, distorting the logo while I tried in vain to pull the skirt down far enough in the back to be considered decent. Until I was in his office, at least.
"Come in", he said while standing up in response to my knock. I looked at him, still astounded that he was my professor. Standing at 6'6, with broad shoulders and visible muscle bulges, he was a force to be reckoned with. The beard he grew to rebel against his time in the military was undercut by how neat and well-dressed he was. Add that to a deep voice that I just knew could growl, and I wanted to climb him like I was starving and the last banana was in his pants.
"Yes Professor? You said you wanted to see me after your office hours?" I asked him, confused but excited to be as close to alone as you could be in a university building.
"Come in and close the door."
I closed it and sat down, waiting for him to tell me why I was called here so late in the day.
"We have to talk about your recent class performance. I have noticed some... new behavior from you and I wanted to have a chat."
I blushed, knowing exactly what he was talking about. It had been several months since I had had steady sex, and I was growing more desperate. I am sure my roommate had noticed my longer showers or me going to bed early, but I needed some way of relieving my stress! Masturbating was fine at first, but now I needed the real thing. I guess I wasn't keeping my obvious attraction to him as subtle as I had thought.
"While I am lecturing, I have noticed you staring at me several times. More specifically, staring at my crotch. I am sure you know that this is not professional behavior."
I can't believe this. Not only did my superhot professor catch me staring at the outline of his dick through his pants, but now he is talking to me about it. I just blushed harder and looked down, trying to pull my skirt down at the same time. But, he continued.
"Another change I have noticed is your clothing. Look at what you are wearing to this meeting! You like it when I look at you, don't you?"
"Um... what? I am sorry Professor... what do you mean?"
He grabbed my hand and stood me up.
"Don't pretend like you don't know. I have caught you staring at me all semester. Now you are coming to class in smaller and smaller clothes. I remember when you wore this skirt last week, because I remember the red and white underwear you were wearing." I stared at him in shock, my heart beating in my chest. "Oh yes, I look back at you."
His hand brushed along the side of my face, framing it and brushing the hair out of my eyes. Suddenly he twisted his hand up into my hair, jerking my head back.
"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask. I would have gladly obliged. But since you decided to be a little slut and try and trick me, you are going to have to work for it" he said, his eyes never leaving him, his voice going lower with each sentence.
My knees felt weak, and I could feel how wet my panties were getting, I could feel my thighs getting slippery. I was sure he could see my nipples poking out through my bra, a thought that was confirmed when he used the hand that wasn't in my hair to start playing with one. After a few moments of this, however I learned that I wouldn't be let off that easy.
"Now, if you want to do this, you will have to follow my rules. You are to either address me as Sir or Professor at all time. You are to do what I tell you. If you do not want to, the word that will make me stop is 'red'. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir" I replied. I still can't believe this was happening to me! I wanted to be put through my paces, told I was the little slut I know I am inside.
"Kneel" was his first command, one that I obeyed enthusiastically. "Let's see if you are as good as you look" he said while unbuttoning his pants. He pulled out the most beautiful dick I have ever seen. Starting with a large head, it grew until the base was so thick I had serious doubts about my ability to fit the entirety of him inside me. I was reaching for it when he moved back. "Today, I want you to only use your mouth."
Starting at the tip, I let my tongue swirl around the head, enjoying the side skin on my lips. Opening my mouth, I explored the veins and ridges with my tongue. His hands reaching into my hair again told me that he was ready to get down to business. I opened up wider and started to give the best blowjob of my life. I went as deep as I could go, and then went deeper still, feeling his huge cock fill my throat. When I gagged, he pulled me back and had me concentrate on the tip again until I was ready to try and deep throat him again. Hearing him swear under his breath told me I was on the right path. Suddenly, he pulled me off him entirely, leaving me gasping, with my own spit all over my chin.
