Coed Turned Housewife, Ch. 5 - "Dr. Benning's Office Hours"
The fifth in a series about innocent Chelsea Pelham and her handsome professor, Dr. Mark Benning.
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Chelsea came to Dr. Benning's office hours that night, as he had instructed. He looked up from some papers in his hand as she entered, her chestnut hair spreading out against her heavy backpack. Her lips were pouting and she was flushed from coming up the stairs.
"How's my sweet little girl?" He got up to greet her, setting down her things and escorting her to the small sofa. "How's my beautiful sexy girl?" He brought his fingers to her mouth as he sat next to her. She kissed and sucked them gently as she looked obediently into his eyes.
"Take your clothes off," he instructed. He had closed and locked the door. The blinds were drawn. "Get naked, Chelsea. I want to see those big tits bouncing in my face. She seemed startled and unsure as she began to strip. Shortly she was stark naked and he was fully clothed.
He sat her down on the small couch and kneeled in front of her. She knew he loved kissing and touching her small, recently virginal pussy - but she had never experienced him facing it directly and lapping at it with such appetite. She started to feel sparks in her hungry cunt, her eager clit twitching as his tongue lapped and sucked.
"Can you come like a good little slut?" He asked her, bringing his mouth to hers, teasing his tongue around her tongue so she could taste herself on his lips. She wanted to come so bad as he gently rubbed and teased the swollen nub of her clit but she knew that - so far at least - she could only come fully if impaled on his cock.
"No, Mark, I need you inside me," she whined as her fingers threaded the coarse dark hair of his head as he again bent down, lapping hungrily at her pouting downy lips. His cum from earlier that day was still inside of her and he thought he could taste it when his tongue traveled into her channel. Her pussy was perfectly tight, vacuuming in his cum with each raw injection. He groaned as his cock grew even harder, thinking of all the times he had left her tight little hole gaping with a cream-pie.
"You're being greedy, Chelsea, do you know that?" He said teasingly, rising. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped, and the majestic head of his cock bobbed free. He grasped it, holding the throbbing erection close to her face as it lengthened, rubbing the smooth warm cock against her mouth to excite them both. He abruptly sat next to her, motioning for her to sit on his lap, facing away.