Ms. Bradley was a smart and sexy college professor who also happened to be a closet nymphomaniac. She knew the male students were always checking her out when she lectured, and she loved every minute of it. Ms. Bradley had tall voluptuous legs that connected to a firm ass that men just couldn't keep their eyes off of. A sexy, flat stomach and a pair of C-cup sized breasts rounded out her alluring figure. She had a face that would make Aphrodite jealous, with big brown eyes, a cute little nose and lips that begged to be kissed. Her hair was dark black, well groomed and fell to her mid back. She wore a fashionable pair of glasses that made her look younger. She was in her mid thirties, but she didn't show it.
To her students and colleagues she was just a normal woman, but none of them suspected she had a wild side that craved sex. She would often go to bars and seduce the younger men, taking them home and begging them to fuck her in various positions. Ms. Bradley loved the younger men because they were more then eager to fuck her the way she wanted. Their young bodies had the energy and stamina to make love to her multiple times. No one suspected she was like this; that is until she decided to fuck one of her students.
It was a Thursday late afternoon. Class had just finished.
"Tim, can I see you for a moment?" Ms. Bradley asked to her student before he could leave.
He said his good byes to a few friends and walked towards her at her desk. "Is something wrong Ms. Bradley?" He said a little nervous. His eyes quickly checked out her chest which revealed a little cleavage.
"We need to talk about your grades Tim." She explained to him.
He looks so fucking good.
She thought to herself. Tim was a sophomore at the school. He was very handsome; he had a toned lean body, short brown hair with side burns that stopped just an inch above his jaw line. He wore a light brown short sleeve shirt that showed off his muscular arms well. He completed the outfit with a pair of blue jeans and sneakers. He was six feet tall, just a few inches taller then Ms. Bradley.
"Is something wrong with them?" Tim asked, shaking Ms. Bradley from her lust filled thoughts. "I mean, I'm not failing right?" Tim was sure he was passing with a C in the class.
"No Tim." She leaned forward and rested on her elbows, exposing more cleavage. "However; I think you can do much better in this class." She looked him in the eyes and stared for a second.
"I know I haven't been giving it my all. I've been really busy this semester." Tim replied. The look Ms. Bradley gave him was starting to get him aroused. "I have a job, and homework, and friends."
"I understand Tim." She stood up and walked to the door. "Are you busy right now?"
Tim stared at her ass as she walked to the door. She wore a loose fitting dark grey skirt that stopped a few inches above the knee. The outline of her ass was still visible in the back and it looked fantastic. A pair of black thigh high nylons covered her succulent legs which stood atop of a pair of sexy high heels that made a clacking sound as she stepped. Her upper body was dressed in a white long sleeve blouse. The sleeves were rolled up past her elbows and scrunched up around her biceps. The top two buttons were undone exposing a little cleavage, but not enough to be unprofessional. A low cut button down vest that matched her skirt completed the outfit. She managed to pull off a look that was both sexy and professional at the same time.
"No. I don't have anymore classes today, and I'm not working again till tomorrow." He managed to say, still looking at her ass and wondering what type of underwear she had on underneath that skirt.
"I want to give you an opportunity to earn some extra credit." She said as she shut the classroom door and locked it. She turned around and leaned against the door. She moved her left hand over her stomach as she bent her right leg and placed her heel against the door exposing a good portion of her leg. "Would you like to get a better grade?" She took her other hand and played with her shirt collar.
Oh fuck!
Was all Tim could think as his dick began to harden as he looked over Ms. Bradley. "Y-Y-Yeah, I guess it wouldn't hurt me to do that."
"Good!" Ms. Bradley exclaimed. She put her foot down and walked to the front of her desk where Tim was, swaying her hips along the way.
She sat on her desk next to where Tim was standing and crossed her legs and looked up at him seductively. She didn't bother to fix her skirt as it hiked up well past her knee exposing the end of her nylons. "I have a special assignment for you Tim." Her hand reached up and she lightly stroked his left arm.
"What do I have to do?" He barely managed to say. He was so turned on now. This incredibly beautiful woman was sitting in front of him and touching his arm in a flirtatious manner.
"Well Tim, it's a bit of a personal favor you can do for me. But no one can know about it." Tim just shook his head. "Can you keep a secret Timothy?"
The way she said his name 'Timothy', that sent the blood flowing to all the right spots in Tim's body. "I-I, can do that." His mouth suddenly felt dry and his knees weak.
Ms. Bradley stood up and put her mouth near his ear and whispered. "I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your hard cock inside me." She moved in front of him and started to unbutton his jeans.
