Trigger Warnings (beyond what's already tagged): forced orgasm/mild degradation.
The Methodology of Gigi
Leo Costa felt a sense of dread wash over his body at the sound of the knock on his office door. As soon as the college professor saw the notification that a student had signed up for his in-person office hours yesterday, he knew he should have switched the meeting to virtual. The student in question, Georgia Styles, was going to be Leo's downfall. It was too late to make any changes now, she was already at his door.
Leo cleared his throat before raising his voice, "Come in."
His door opened and there Georgia stood. Her blonde hair fell in a sheet down her back, she had on a dainty dress that highlighted her long legs and displayed a generous amount of her cleavage. Georgia Styles, or "Gigi" as she had corrected him the first day of class during roll call, was a knockout.
Leo inwardly sighed, resolved to the fact that the next 30 minutes were going to be pure torture.
"Hi, Professor Costa," Gigi all but purred.
"Hello, Miss Styles. Please have a seat." Leo gestured to the chair in front of his desk, grateful that the wooden barrier would be between them. "What can I help you with?"
After Gigi arranged herself in the chair across from him, she bent down to retrieve her laptop from her bag. Giving Leo an even better view of her gravity-defying tits. His eyes about popped out of his head when he realized he could see her hard nipples where her dress gaped.
"I had some questions about the research paper," she answered, laptop in her hands. "Can I show you what I have so far?"
She didn't wait for an answer, instead, Gigi stood and moved around the desk to Leo's side. She set her computer down in front of him, practically bending over him, her chest inches from his shoulder.
Leo tried his hardest not to look down her dress. Hell, to not even look directly at her. He knew if he did, he was bound to get a boner. He looked at the document she had pulled up, attempting to read it, but taking way longer than usual.
"It looks fine Miss Styles. What was your question?" He asked gruffly, still not looking at her.
"Well, Professor Costa, see this part right here?" she pointed to the screen, mashing her tits against his shoulder as she leaned forward to do so, "I wanted to make sure I explained the importance of research validity in connection to my topic."
Leo knew Gigi had crossed a line by touching him and that he should put a stop to it right then and there. He had never messed with one of his students. Had he messed with other faculty members? Sure. But never in his 10 years of teaching had he acted on a student's invitation. And there had been many, especially of the female variety.
Professor Leo Costa was an extremely handsome man. His Italian heritage gave him his olive-toned complexion and a head of rich black waves. He had lost count over the years of how many times students had propositioned him, some bluntly and others with innuendo. While there had been times he had been tempted by a student, he had never crossed that line.
Until Georgia "Gigi" Styles, that is. As soon as he had walked into his Research Methodology classroom that first day, he knew he was fucked. He had arrived 10 minutes early to find Gigi already sitting in the front row. She wasn't the only student who had been in the room, but she might as well have been. He had watched, almost in disbelief, as she had pulled out a banana from her bag, proceeding to eat it like she was competing for the Guinness World Record for best blowjob. This had become habitual before every class, and although Leo knew the easier solution would have been to arrive right when the class was scheduled to begin, he never could find it in himself to do so.
No, instead he found himself glued to her every action—the way she would cross and uncross her legs, flashing whatever color underwear she had on that day. Or the alluring way she would chew on the edge of her pen, eyes following him intently as he lectured. Not to mention that many times he had almost given her his suit jacket to wear, distracted by her stiff nipples showing through the thin dresses she favored in the cold classroom.
Honestly, he had felt like a perv every time he looked at her because she had never directly come onto him. At least until that moment in his office, bent over his body gesturing to the computer screen, soft tits pressed tight against his shoulder. There was no mistaking that this had crossed a line. He needed to put a stop to it right then. To tell her it was inappropriate.
"Miss Styles." he warned, intending to quash this unseemly encounter. He stopped dead though when she turned to look at him, face inches from his on.
"Yes, Professor Costa?" Gigi breathed, bottom lip between her teeth and her blue gaze locking with his brown. "Is something wrong?"
"Mis-" he had to clear his throat, knowing he should move away from her, "Miss Styles, you know very well that this is wrong."
"Are you sure, Professor Costa?" Suddenly he felt Gigi's hand pressed to his hard cock. She whispered, "Because this feels very right."
"Miss Styles." Leo's voice reflected his internal struggle, but he didn't push her hand away from his lap. Gigi shifted forward until her soft lips hovered an inch from his own.
"Call me Gigi," she breathed against Leo's mouth. She moved her hand to his zipper, intending to lower it, but Leo stopped the movement with his hand by blocking her own.
"Gigi, this is very wrong," he reprimanded. Gigi suddenly dropped to her knees beside him, swiveling his chair so that she was between his legs.
"Please Professor Costa," Her big blue eyes pleaded up at him, hands now propped on his thigh "I want to taste you. Make you feel good."
This time he didn't stop her when she moved back to his zipper, lowering it. Her small hand dove under his briefs, releasing his thick cock to her gaze.
"Gigi..." he pleaded before he relaxed into his chair with a resigned sigh.
He had tried one more time to put a stop to this, but for fuck's sake, she already had his cock in her grip. Gigi had to use both hands to encircle him, his cock was too big for just one.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, "you're so big, Professor Costa."
He couldn't stop his groan at her words, she was looking at his dick like it was one of the Seven Wonders of the World. Gigi leaned over his lap, one hand on the base of his cock as she brought her soft lips to his tip. She took a curious sweep of the head with her tongue, like she was trying him out thoroughly, repeating the action a few more times. Her pretty blue eyes looked up at him teasingly, and he was pretty sure she was trying to kill him. Luckily Gigi put Leo out of his misery as she finally engulfed the head of his cock in her mouth, forcing her jaw wide open.
She began a slow bob, her mouth only covering his thick head. She was driving him crazy, he wanted her to move faster, to take him down her throat.
"Deeper. Take me deeper Gigi." He instructed, now a fully active participant in this debauchery, not giving a single fuck any longer. Gigi obeyed, forcing herself to take more of his cock down her throat.
"Yes....Just like that." he crooned, "Such a good little tease."
He felt her moan around his dick at his words, turned on. A smirk crossed his lips, apparently Gigi liked being treated like a little slut. He wrapped his fist around her long blond hair, using it to force her further down his cock, making her gag.
"That's it, choke on that cock." he growled, "You've put me through hell. Flashing me your panties in class. Do you know what I wonder every day before class, Miss Styles? I wonder what color underwear you'll have on."
Gigi moaned again around Leo's thick cock. He used his grip on her hair to hold her in place before thrusting up into her mouth, setting a rapid pace with each jab of his hips. Gigi had mascara running down her pretty face, choking every time his cock hit her throat. But she didn't complain. Instead, she moved a hand between her legs, and although her dress blocked Leo's view, he knew she was touching herself. And fuck if that wasn't one of the most erotic things he had ever seen.
"I'm cumming...Swallow it all, Gigi." Leo gritted.
He didn't even try to hold off cumming, he exploded. Thrusting up one final time to sheath himself as deep as possible in her hot mouth and releasing his seed. Gigi gagged, either from his cock shoved in her throat or from his cum, gulping frantically like she didn't want to miss a drop.
As soon as he had finished unloading in Gigi's mouth, Leo fell back against his chair spent. Leo's mind began to run, making him panic. Holy shit, he had let a student suck his dick. What the fuck was he thinking?
Gigi seemed to sense his tumultuous thoughts, and before he could say anything, she rose from her knees to her feet. Leo was startled when she shoved her laptop out of the way before climbing on his desk to sit in front of him. Gigi extended a long leg, hooking it under the arm of his office chair to roll him closer, until he sat between her spread legs at the desk.
"Can I tell you a secret, Professor Costa?" Gigi purred, leaning back slightly to put one arm behind her on the desk, before slowly moving her hand down her dress until she reached the hem. Gigi bit her bottom lip and started to guide the material of her dress upwards, "I'm bare today."
Leo couldn't tear his gaze away from the sight of Gigi in front of him, specifically the spot between her legs. She had no underwear on. Instead, he had an unobstructed view of the most perfect pussy he had ever seen. Glistening with her juices, her inner lips distended slightly, her slit hiding her entrance, with her clit above and the pucker of her asshole underneath.
"Do you see how wet you make me, professor?" Gigi asked, "I can barely pay attention in class, fantasizing about you. You bending me over my desk in front of the whole class, shoving your cock into my pussy. Into my ass. Punishing me."
"Take off your dress," Leo growled, all semblance of sanity gone, her dirty words tipped him over the edge, "Faster! Or I'll tear it off you myself."
Gigi hurriedly complied, leaving her completely naked except for her sandals.
