Crystal And Professor Ch 02

Disclaimers: This is set in a Community College. crystalv provided ideas and some of the original text. This story was hammered out while I was drunk, and the editing and checking it came later. The quality of the writing is on me, the quality of the situation is on crystalv.

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Previously on "Crystal and Professor"

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She had started to dress more revealing to see if a man would approach her or hit on her. And here a very suitable man was... Now if only she could convince him to consider her. Hopefully her round, full breasts, would be enough. If he took her to bed and forgot to use a condom, maybe... Oh dear... It was the middle of her cycle, and she desperately wanted to try risky sex with this man.

What is the worst that could happen? She'd have time to finish her degree, and if he knocked her up he'd have to marry her. And she would serve him well and milk his hung cock every day... Surely that would keep him nice and happy... And if it wasn't... She could be flexible and work things out with him.

"Touch them if you like?" She lets out.

Suddenly he is reaching out with his strong, manly hands to grab her full, pillowy breasts. As his fingers push into her breasts she can't help but moan out, feeling her nipples hardening and getting pointier.

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Of course he had no idea she came out to the city for these reasons. He didn't know she had seen how hung he was or that she already was making justifications to herself about risking sex. Sure he knew about the tax breaks and subsidies and incentives, but they weren't really on his mind. For these reasons he wasn't thinking about how she wanted him so badly and felt compelled to want his cock over and over. The possibility that some of the women from the countryside would want to recreate a more conservative household wasn't something he thought of either.

He was just a clueless older man.

His entire focus is on her nipples, feeling them with his thumbs and forefingers. He twists them, pinches them, pulls on them. All she can do is moan and moan, her breasts moving closer as she gets her thighs onto either side of him. Soon her breasts are up in his face, the height difference being closed by the fact he is sitting.

Without thinking his hands grab her by the hips and pull her closer, till she winds up stumbling into his lap. She adjusts herself and catches her hands on the armrests, straddling him.

Meanwhile, his focus is lasered in on her breasts. "My my... These are big, mellons...."

Her hips land right on top of his own and she grinds into him, her pussy starting to feel hot. The energy and heat pulses through her leggings, going right into his bulge, making it feel nice and warm. Meanwhile, his hips are grinding back into her by instinct, as his cock begins to harden.

"They are your melons if you want them sir..." She says, biting her lip. "You can have them as much as you want... Whenever you want..."

His cock is already getting rock hard and starting to drip pre-cum through his custom fitted work slacks, staining through his underwear.

However before he can do anything, she climbs backwards off of him, her tits jiggling from her movement. She turns around and quickly bends over his desk, shaking her bubble butt to get his attention.

His attention was locked onto her breasts, but already she had snapped like a twig. She needs him inside of her.

"Fuck me sir~," she says. "I need you so bad."

His blood is flowing away from his brain and he can't think clearly, so already his hands are undoing his belt. Reaching in, he whips out his erect, dripping, pulsing pole. He stands up from his chair and grabs her hips, using his own hips to grind his cock against her. He can't stop panting and rubbing the tip against her welcoming pussy. So far he's forgotten to use a condom, but perhaps in a little bit he might remember. Already he's gone too far, his co-workers in biology would be warning him that this much alone... could, possibly result in impregnation. "Even the pre isn't safe", they would say.

"Sir~" She said, trying to get him to where her mind was. "Our people need not only more babies, but more smart babies~"

She grinds her hips into his length as she tries to look over her shoulder. "My womb is yours to fill~"

"Oh," He says, letting his length to curve up her front. He's already grinding the tip and the length against her clit. "Really?"

She gasps from the friction on her naughty little pleasure button. His pole rubs up against the folds of her pussy, opening them just that little bit. Her cunt is flush and full of blood, just as his cock is. Their bodies are preparing for mating, filling up with lustful desire. Unable to withstand it, he pulls his hips back and presses the tip against her. Slowly but surely, she is spread open. The fat cockhead slides inside and she closes around the other end. While one of his hands stays on her hip, the other goes right for her hair.

"Oh Sir~," she moans out, helplessly driven by lust. "That feels amazing. Fuck me. Breed me. Make me yours."

He must fill her up, and so he pushes his hips forward, grinding his circumcised, raw cock against the inner walls of her lewd cunt. She shudders and moans, drooling feeling the semi-taboo pleasure. Soon his dripping, fat, cockhead presses right into her cervix. Her bubbly ass slaps against his thighs and hips. He's as deep as he can go. He can feel his pent up, full balls up against her dripping cunt lips.

He pulls on her hair and starts pulling out of her, before thrusting back into her. Her breasts can't help but swing as her ass jiggles and claps. The room fills with sloppy wet, baby-making noises as his balls slap against her cunt lips, which drip and drool all over him. His hand uses her hair like a leash and she obediently thrusts her baby making hips at him.

His chest is rising and falling, trying to take in air and allow him to focus on nothing but pounding the ever-living daylights out of her. She meanwhile gasps and moans, her body trembling with need and shaking from the forceful impacts. Her hands push down onto the desk for dear life, as she struggles to keep standing. Her hips slap against his own, unable to stop moving back and forth like a proper slut. His cock slides along her hot, velvet insides, the tip pounding against her. Her soft ragged gasps and his grunts, his moans, are added to all the slapping and wet noises.

She's his and she loves it, and soon enough she will not just be his student... But his toy, slut, and babymomma. She needs his cock to keep pounding her, and to pound her every day, but also, she needs his cum. She needs his baby.

"Oh god!" she screams as her orgasm builts "Oh god! Fuck yes! I'm yours!" Then she reaches her limit and goes past it. Her cervix cups his cockhead as her cunt clamps down on him, squirting her girlcum all over his cock and balls.

The sensation is too much for him. A string of saliva runs down the side of his mouth, as he rolls his eyes into the back of his head. Feeling his balls churn a pent up load. He gives her three quick thrusts, before shooting out thick, sticky ropes of piping hot cum into her. The sperm drenches her cervix and fills up her cunt.

They both come together and ride out their orgasms in one big shuddering mess. She can hear him panting into her ear as he's resting on top of her, her cunt messy with their cum. It takes them both several minutes of breathing before he gets off of her and begins to slowly pull his cock out with a pop. Panting out, she looks back at him.

"N-No..." she says. "Put it back in..."

She steps back and nudges him back into his chair, before reverse mounting his lap. Looking down, she grabs his cock and steers it up, stroking it. She lines it up and then slides back down, while he puts up token resistance.

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Multiple Loads of Risky, Unprotected Sex Later

"Wouldn't be so hot if he would just...," she thinks. Crystal has to act and so she clears her throat.

"Professor... Sir?" She says. "I have plenty of lonely classmates and I feel selfish... Because I am so lucky... And a bright... Intelligent man like yourself deserves to be a proper... Stud..."

He pants out and tries to breathe, before replying to her. "So, will they be on the pill?"

She grins mischievously, licking her lips at the thought of them not being on any pills... Except fertility drugs... Ooh... She bites her ower lip and looks back at him innocently. "Well, yes. But, what if they really want to have babies? Not all women want a big, stressful career... Are you judging me and others for wanting to be stay at home moms?"

"N-No?" His mind is still freshly fucked to think clearly, and her cunt is still snug around his cock.

"And in terms of being on birth control... it would be more fun if they weren't, wouldn't it?" She leans back and whispers to him softly, making him shiver slightly. "And besides, we can always use fertility treatments to ensure multiple pregnancies at once." She winks at him, the idea clearly turning her on."

"Oh... That's um... Multiple pregnancies at once?"

She smiles seductively, running her fingers through his sweat-drenched hair. "And besides, I have complete confidence in my ability to make you irresistible to them.

"H-How would you d-do t-that?" He lies back and tries to not go to sleep.

She smirks, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Oh, I have my ways, professor," she murmurs, running her hands up and down his hairy arms. "I can use aphrodisiacs in their food or drinks, suggestive clothing and accessories..."

He lets out a deep sigh, his body so used up that he almost can think of this as a bad idea. "Isn't that a bit much?"

She leans back so her head rests on his shoulder, her warm breath ghosting over his skin as she whispers in his ear. "Well, I've been thinking... maybe I could put together a special presentation for them, showcasing your skills and talents."

She smirks, wrapping his completely relaxed arms around her. "Oh, I'm sure we could come up with something that would be very educational for them," she says, her voice low and seductive. "And don't worry, I'll make sure they're properly prepared for it."