Author Note: this is my first erotic story that I've completed. I've always thought about writing one, but finally got it down on paper (or keyboard, actually). If you would like, please let me know what you think works well, or what I need to work on, thanks!
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Exam week was coming up, and I was fucked. I was about to fail my math class! I definitely needed help. On top of that, I was incredibly horny. All this studying for classes as a freshman in college was making me horny, since I had no time to go to parties or play with my vibrator. Hmm... I thought, maybe I can go to my math professor's office hours? He had a time slot scheduled that day.
I sent him an email: Hi Mr. Ramme, do you have time for me to come for office hours today? I need help with these long and hard equations so I can pass the test!.
He responded right away: Oh, Ashley, my favorite student, of course! Let me block off some extra time so we're not rushed, come by at around 5 PM?. I quickly replied that I would.
Mr. Ramme is so hot, I thought. He's tall, muscular, and pretty young, in his 40s. And he's so smart. I thought about how much I always checked him out during class, his wide shoulders and thick legs, his dress shirts always fit perfectly on his physique, maybe that's why I was about to fail... from the distraction! 4:30 came around and I decided to make my way over to his office. It was hot outside, and because I was feeling so wet and horny, I decided to wear something cute! I put on a little white spaghetti strap tank top and a bright pink thong that barely covered my bald pussy lips so that they poked through on either side, and a short little school girl skirt. Mr. Ramme would definitely think I was a thirsty little college whore wearing this. I made my way across campus with my book bag, not phased by all the looks I was getting from all the horny college guys. I kept thinking about how since I turned 18 just a few months ago, my sex drive was insatiable. I was definitely hungry for a good hard fucking. I got to the math building and made my way up the stairs to the top floor, and found Mr. Ramme's office, Room 532. I knocked.
After a few seconds the door opened, it was Mr. Ramme. He smiled when he saw me.
"Ah, Ashley come on in!" I bounced into his office.
"Thanks for meeting me on such short notice professor! I just need so much extra help!" I took out my laptop and notebook and put them on his desk. We talked for a bit about the weather and how the class was going, but all I could focus on was how fucking good he looked up close. His huge shoulders popped through his stretchy blue dress shirt which tapered to a pair of plain Khaki's fastened to a leather belt. I could see a hint of a bulge hiding in between his thighs, which made me wonder what was lurking there. His chest hair poked through the top few buttons of his shirt, which he left uncovered. I couldn't help but notice how hot it was in the top floor office.
"Well Ashley, why don't you show me what you need help with." He said, his tone changed as I noticed him looking at my neck and chest, my full teenage breasts plump and squeezed by my white tank top, forming some nice cleavage. I opened my laptop and all of a sudden... "OHH YEAH FUCK MY ASS, FUCK ME HARDER! AH AHH, FUUUCK, OH MY GO-" I quickly shut the laptop.
"Oh my god professor I'm so sorry, my roommate must have been using my laptop, I swear I wasn't watching that!!" I was mortified, my heart rate skyrocketed and I thought I was going to pass out, I forgot to turn off the porn I was watching this morning in bed!
Mr. Ramme brushed it off with a laugh, "That's okay dear, I understand, sometimes its difficult to stay focused during exam week!" He winked at me, and I could tell something in him was changing. He stared into my eyes with an alpha domination, did I see him just briefly bite his lip? I shivered as I thought about him violating me, my groin becoming noticeably moist as I sat on the leather office chair next to his desk. He's not stupid, he knew that was MY porn.
"Why don't we work through a few problems...". He took me through a couple of equations but all I could think about was him fucking me. My wetness leaked through my tiny thong onto the leather chair, slicking up my thighs, it almost felt like I pee'd myself. He's definitely going to notice this when I leave. But what I didn't realize was that I wasn't going to leave for a while. Mr. Ramme adjusted his chair closer to me, and I noticed him looking up and down my petite little frame, barely dressed by my slutty outfit that I picked subconsciously to excite him.
He put his hand on my exposed thigh and I let out a little whimper "ohh".
"Are you alright Ashley?"
"Yes Mr. Ramme, I'm just getting really sweaty in here!"
Mr. Ramme stood up, and I noticed the bulge in his khaki's had grown, his pants appearing tighter than before. A wet spot had formed at the edge of the bulge. He walked over to the door behind me and I heard the lock click. I was still sitting in the chair, my pussy absolutely leaking juice. He walked up behind me and rubbed his large hands on my tiny shoulders, stroking my arms. "I'm getting sweaty too, Ashley, it's not every day I get to spend time with my favorite little slu-, I mean student!" I shivered. "Maybe we can cool off?" I looked up at him longingly. He dived down and kissed me vigorously, forcing his tongue into my mouth which I willingly opened wider for him. I noticed I had spread my legs, my skirt riding up exposing my now soaked pink thong, the leather chair shiny and slick with my fluids. "Look's like we're about to get dehydrated..." he joked. He lifted me up with his strong arms over the chair, my sticky fluids forming strings between myself and the chair, and as they snapped I could feel them slap onto my milky smooth butt cheeks. I was ready to submit as Mr. Ramme lowered me onto the floor. "Thank god I made these walls soundproof, no one ever hears the squeals." My clit tingled as he said that.
As he ripped off my top and threw it across the office floor, Mr. Ramme grabbed my hair and pulled, exposing my neck and pushing my tits out towards him. He played with them in his mouth as i started to moan and quiver in pleasure, his scruffy face rubbing and stimulating my rock hard nipples. He threw me back onto his desk and I start fingering myself through my sopping wet thong, watching him strip to completion. He slowly unbuckled his moistened and dark khakis and slowly brought down the brass zipper. I noticed he didn't wear any underwear as his giant swollen head the width of a golf ball came into view. Then i saw his vein encrusted shaft reveal itself, the blood pumping furiously to fuel the hungry meat. As his pre-cum soaked pants fell to the ground, his big, heavy testicles, loose from the heat in his pants, swung down in between his thighs. I rubbed my tight entrance as my mouth started to drool, and i imagined myself pleasuring his manhood. It was massive, 8 inches, thick like a bat, with a slight upward curve, the thin membrane of his scrotum softly swinging, swollen and full of hot seed. I accidentally drooled onto my tits, my saliva coating my perfectly smooth C-cup breasts as my tongue hung out.
"I have an idea daddy, why dont you fuck my face like its a pussy?" His meat began to throb with anticipation at the thought. Biting my lip i spun on the desk onto my back and layed down, my legs in the air. I grabbed a pair of scissors off his desk and cut my ruined thong. The cool rush of air tickled my slimy taint as my puffy and bald pink pussy, and delicate little asshole, become exposed to the office air. I left my little frilly skirt on and leaned back, my head bending over the desk, my glistening mouth open, drool running downwards up my face into my eyes. "Come please yourself daddy with my little teenie mouth!!" I moaned and squirmed on his desk, rubbing my tits and clit as my mouth hung open, its warm cavern teasing the cock.
Mr. Ramme walked over, stroking his rod with his copious pre-cum, and put his big balls in my mouth. I sucked with furiousity as he let out an animal groan "fuucck yeahh good little girl, suck that full ballsack, make it release all that cum for you". I moaned and squirmed, my tongue massaging his testicles, his cock growing even harder and more rigid. He pushed his pelvis back and rested the tip of his cockhead on my lips. I can barely fit it as it stretched my mouth. I gasped as he started to push forward into my oral cavity, my eyes widened in panic. He leaned forward, his face positioned over my slippery slit, as his eyes rolled back in his head with pleasure. "Ohhhh yessss such a good fucking slut. You little cock sucking whore". And then his instinct kicked in and he began to thrust.
I laid on my back and my mouth submitted to the enormous cock nearly blocking my airway, i gagged and squirmed on the shaft as he put his whole weight into fucking my face, my spit overflowing and coating his balls as they slapped my forehead. I felt powerless as he groped my petite body and perky round tits, twisting my nipples as he work his way down to find my slit. I felt his rough hands massage my lips and gently brush my anus, sending a shiver up my spine. I moaned louder as he teased my meat holes, lifting my legs in the air and spreading them in a wide V, my entrances now on full display for him. He stared at my delicate beauty, still destroying my face on autopilot as i tried to scream, moan, and breath. My swollen pink lips throbbed as he slapped them with his hands and rubbed his finger over my stiff nub, sending my mind wild. He couldn't handle the stimulation and all of a sudden "OHHH FUU FUUU-", I groaned with pleasure as i felt his cock swell rhythmically in my throat, pumping hot milk into me. I swallowed the first glob but started to choke, and Mr. Ramme began to pull out, filling my mouth with giant load after load. I swirled the hot, sweet and salty cream in my mouth and around my tongue as he spasmed with pleasure. I left my mouth wide open as he pulled out completely, still dripping a load onto my face, the thick slimy strands of my saliva and his cum gluing my eyes shut and covering my pretty, young face. My makeup was ruined, my mascara running. I felt so full, but hungry for more. I gasped and moaned like a tigress in heat as i stared at him, coming down from his pleasure, his thick veiny cock still hard for me. I reached up to stroke it "it tastes so good daddy, I'm in love with your cummm".
I jumped up and hopped off the desk, my cum and spit covered face now dripping down onto my tits and belly. I ran to the window of Mr. Ramme's office overlooking the campus to see all the other students walking to their classes in broad daylight. I bent over onto the window sill and looked behind me. His hard, now slippery cock was at full mast still, my thick webs of spit still hanging off of it, slowly slinging onto the carpeted floor. I bit my lip "come take what's yours daddy, I want you to load up my holes". It turned me on knowing someone was bound to see us in the window. Mr. Ramme couldn't keep his eyes off my little plump pink pussy, sopping wet and dripping, and my perfectly round asshole, tighter than he's ever seen, nestled in between my soft white thighs. I bounced on my toes and giggled as he walked slowly towards me, his iron spit throbbing full with blood, and still sensitized from the punishment it inflicted on my mouth. "Remember to fuck me really hard professor, i'm being such a duncey little slut!!!" I licked some more of his cum off my lips as I moaned. I kicked my skirt off and stepped my legs wide apart to expose my hungry female outlets.
