Jim:
I was in a rut. My life was a mess. I'd been let go from my job, abandoned by my girlfriend, and I was facing the worst economy in decades. I thought about leaving, but where would I go? I could look for another job, but I hated what I did. I needed to roll the dice. I needed to make a change.
It all happened at once for me. It was a chance afternoon of surfing job sites when I stumbled upon the classified of a different kind – her personal ad. I responded right away and was excited when she took an interest. She sent a photo and I was smitten. She was beautiful – long black hair, piercing green eyes and a smile to die for. I couldn't wait to meet her, but her jobs kept her busy and left little in the way of time for me – at least in the short term. I didn't care. I wanted her and would do what I needed to meet her.
She shared with me that she taught at the local college. I hurriedly signed up for her class and counted the days until I would see my new object of affection. It seemed like forever, but the day finally arrived.
I sat in class and watched her command with a sultry presence. She was business-like in her appearance wearing a white blouse cut low at the neck, a black skirt cut to length at the knee, but slit a third of the way, exposing her long slender leg. She wore hose and heels and had her hair pulled back tight in a ponytail. I was mesmerized. She paced back and forth as she lectured, spouting facts and reciting text from our book, but I didn't hear a word. I only watched her mouth move and her ass shake as she walked.
I don't think she knew it was me in class that night. It was fairly full and she was all bout business. I wondered as I sat whether or not my presence, if discovered, would be received well.
As class ended, She thanked us for attending and announced her office hours would be one hour before and after each class. I knew that nobody would be seeing her on the first night, so I thought it best to announce my presence in the privacy of her office then and there.
I knocked.
"Come in." I heard through the door.
I entered and dropped my bag on the chair beside her desk. I sat in silence while she finished filling out a form. Her eyes rested on her work and I cleared my throat. She glanced up at me and our eyes met for the first time. Her gaze shot through me; through every inch of my being. Lust filled my pores and fire breathed heavy in my belly. I stood and walked around the desk. She sat silently, spinning in her seat to receive me as I approached.
I glanced down at her perfectly toned legs balanced on the black heels and my heart began beating faster. She leaned back in her chair and slid her hips forward. I dropped to my knees and pushed her skirt up, revealing a butterfly tattoo on her inner thigh and a pair of black lace panties. I gently slid my hand up her stocking calf and over her knee, grasping her lower thigh and forcing her legs apart wider.
My hand found it's way up her leg and my fingers danced lightly along the edge of her panty line. I tugged at them and raced my fingers along the inside edge. I could feel her heat on my fingers and I listened as she moaned and I watched as she bit her lower lip, grinding her hips faster, trying to find my fingers.
I grasped the spaghetti string waistband and tore once forcefully. The band snapped as I tore her panties from her. She gasped!
Her pussy was an inferno, a sweltering wetland meant only for my exploration. It was perfectly manicured – a single strip of hair trailing North toward her naval.
I stood and moved around the chair in slow motion, holding her hand as she sat motionless. The back of the chair was low, so I felt completely unencumbered. I pulled her ponytail back to reveal her soft, supple neck. Her skin was a bundle of nerves wrapped in a cloud – soft, light, and extremely sensitive. As I brushed my tongue along the soft line of her ear, I felt her body quiver. I watched her breasts come to life, her nipples jutting through her bra and through her blouse, begging to be freed and touched.
I slipped my hand down the front of her blouse and under the front of her bra. I grasped her perfect c cup breast in my hand and let her nipple slide between my index and ring finger. She moaned and gyrated, pressing my hand firmly against her, reaching her free hand to my leg – squeezing it lustfully.
I knelt beside the chair and reached my opposite hand through the armrest to her hip. I pulled her back into the seat and let my fingers find her hot wetness. I slid my middle finger along the thin line of hair and gently parted her lips. She responded by grabbing my hand and trying to force it inside of her. I resisted momentarily before penetrating her with my finger. I pushed it deep into her and felt her tighten around it. I kissed her neck and nibbled her ear as I explored her with my finger. I moved it slowly in a circular motion, just barely touching her swollen clit, but each time I did, she gasped.
I rubbed vigorously, pumping in and out, feeling her wetness gush all over me. She held on to the back of my neck and thrust harder against me as I finger fucked this sexy professor. She was like putty in my hand ad I was in complete control.
I felt her pussy spasm as she came hard all over my hand. Her nails dug into the back of my neck as she screamed out in sheer ecstasy.
Kelley:
I always hated the first day of class. Those first couple classes really lack the flow and intimacy you get towards the end of the semester. Additionally, it feels like being under a microscope having all new eyes on you. Goals of my classes are to learn without even knowing they are learning. As seats began filling I take look up and smile occasionally, trying to get a feel for how this class will be this semester.
I noticed you the second you walked in and a thought passed through my mind, "could that be…." No, how would you have known where I taught, I don't think I told you. But, there is something about you that is so familiar. During my lecture I kept skimming my eyes across to where you were sitting. The intensity of your gaze made me feel things I had not felt in awhile. There is certain naughtiness about having thoughts like these about a student. And, it made it very hard to concentrate on my lecture. After class I went back to my office and pulled out the class roster- I had to know. Yep, there it was, your name, halfway through my class list. I immediately feel my pussy contract and can't help but think about the things we have said in our emails.
I hear a knock at the door and I turn, and there you are. Just like in all my fantasies you walked toward me and I lean back in my chair, my breathing already heavier with anticipation. I can't believe this is happening….but oh god, I am so turned on I have to have you touch me. When you knelt down and ran your hand up my leg under my skirt my whole body came alive. The intensity of feelings I had making my pussy moist and I could feel my clit harden and throb with the need to be touched.
You stood behind my chair whispering kisses and tracing them with your tongue down the back of my neck… god that drives me crazy! When you reached down the front of my bra to cup a breast and gently twist my nipple I feel like I am going to explode. I have to touch you. I reach back and grab your leg, squeezing slightly, as I run my fingers up your leg, across your lap. I can feel your cock, already hard; give a slight jump as my fingers run the length of you through your pants.
Finally, it seemed like forever, your hand made its way back up under my skirt and I can't help but try to force you to touch me where I desperately need to be touched. When your finger finally finds its way into my wetness my pussy sucks you in. I can feel the palm of your hand cupping me as your finger explores my depth and it drives me over the edge. With my head thrown back over the back of my chair I furiously thrust my hips against your hand and cum harder and faster than I ever had in my life.
I look at you while I try to catch my breath. Smiling slightly I stand, pulling you up to me, kissing you deeply I push you down into my chair. I stand before you and take the rubber band out of my hair, letting it loose. I kneel before you and unzip your pants finally getting a look at your gorgeous cock, standing straight and tall, seemingly waiting for my lips. I lean in and lightly breathe on the head of your cock, liking the way it jumps in reaction. Lightly I trace the place between your head and shaft with my tongue before opening my mouth to suck you completely in while cupping your balls. I feel your hand on the back of my hair, gently grabbing a fistful to move me to the pace that you like while fucking my mouth.
Standing up I urge you to bring your hips forward so I can stand over you in my heels. I pull my skirt up around my waist and stepping forward lower myself down on your cock slowly feeling you fill me completely as I ride you up and down. My blouse is still parted and your lips find my nipples, biting them gently as I continue to glide up and down. I whisper in your ear "do you like this?" You look at me with lust filled eyes and I know you do. There is a certain feeling of power that I feel knowing I can do this to you, making you feel as good as I did moments ago.
I want to feel you fuck me deep and hard and ask if you wouldn't mind bending me over my desk so you can enter me from behind…. I breathlessly wait to hear your response……
Jim:
As Kelley came all over me, uncontrollably shaking and quivering, I couldn't help but think that she may well be the hottest girl I've ever been with. She was hot not only in looks, but the way she carried herself; her sultry way, her sexy silence.
I knew she was into it because as hard as she tried, she couldn't resist running her hand up my leg to feel my stiff cock waiting for her. She glided her hand along the outside of my jeans and found it. Once she did, the look in her eye told me she had to have it. I was right. She stood up in those sexy heels and smiled as she pushed me into her chair. I was happy to oblige and I felt the blood rush to my already engorged cock.
When she knelt down and unbuttoned my pants, slowly sliding my zipper and looking at me longingly, I thought I might explode right then and there. She slid my pants off just below my ass and quickly discovered my stiff shaft waiting for her. I closed my eyes and tried to think of baseball or the Christmas special I'd just seen before class. I had to last, but she was so fucking hot, I didn't know how that could happen.
