I had just started my freshman year at a big university and am loving everything about it. I'm single and need to scope out all the boys on campus. What do I look like? Well, I'm Asian, 5'2" 110 lbs, long wavy hair, 34C breast and a nice shaved pussy. I came to college with one goal, to have hot sex with as many boys as possible. To my first day to class, I wore my red tube top, short black miniskirt and black leather fuck boots. I decided to walk in late to get all the attention as possible. Many of the guys started hooting and the professor even dropped his chalk.
"Sorry I'm late Professor Jones."
"Oh um that's um alright, what's your name?"
"Lizzie Lee, but all the guys call me Honey," I said with a wink, I can tell he already had a hard on by the bulge in his pants.
"Well Honey, I mean Lizzie, see me after class and we'll discuss your lateness then, now as I was saying."
I could feel the lust in the room by all the guys and the hatred by all the girls, but I was concentrating on Professor Jones. He seemed young, roughly 6'2", 170 lbs, athletic build, and a nice ass. I could feel my thong getting wet from my pussy. Yes, I thought, I'm going to fuck the professor. In what seemed like minutes the class was done. I took my time packing up my books and letting everyone else leave first, Professor Jones called out to me , "Uh, Lizzie can I speak to you please?"
"Sure Professor, just a second," I replied and purposely dropped my pencil and watched it roll under my desk. I got on my knees giving the Professor a perfect view of my tight ass and my thong and took my time picking up the pencil. When I got back up and looked at the Professor he looked like he was panting with desire. I knew he wanted me.
The professor came over and said "Lizzie, I just want you to know my policy for lateness, I will not tolerate it and there are no exceptions to this rule."
"But Professor, can't you forgive me just this once? There's got to be something I can do…" I was touching his arm as I said this, massaging it. He liked it because he didn't move away, in fact he moved closer.
"I don't know Lizzie, I am a tough one to please, what do you have in mind?"
"Why don't we finish this conversation in your office Professor?"
"Yes, that sounds like a good idea, follow me."
Walking behind the professor gave me a great view of his tight ass. I wanted to be fucked my him so bad, I could feel my nipples pushing out of my tube top and thong was soaking already.
I love fucking, I've been fucking since I was in high school, especially with all the teachers there. I was imagining how the professor was kissing me and rubbing my tits when I was interrupted. "Lizzie, you can come in now and close the door behind you."