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.
"Oh fuck!" Tim exclaimed in excitement. "You mean right here?" He asked looking around. "What if we get caught?"
"Let me worry about that stud." She said as she quickly pulled down his zipper.
Tim lifted his head back and put his hands on Ms. Bradley's sidess. She felt nice and smelled incredible. His cock was rock hard and was now being stroked by Ms. Bradley's hand. Her hands were very warm and soft. Her touch sent shivers up Tim's spine.
"You like my hands around your big cock Timothy?" She said in an innocent voice.
"Yes Ms. Bradley." Tim groaned.
Ms. Bradley grabbed the collar of Tim's shirt with her free hand and forcibly pulled him closer to kiss him. Her pussy became increasingly wet as her tongue darted into his mouth. When his tongue followed into her waiting mouth she playfully sucked on it; letting him know just how good she could be with her mouth. Her hand pumped his shaft harder and they both moaned; their tongues still locked in a passionate embrace.
"Get this fucking shirt off of me Timothy!" Ms. Bradley commanded as she gave his cock a squeeze.
Tim broke the kiss and slowly explored her body with his hands. He slid his hands up her sides cupping her breasts. He moved in close again and kissed her passionately on the lips as he unbuttoned her outer layer of clothing at a deliberately slow pace. Again Ms. Bradley sucked on his tongue as if it were his dick. She did this until her vest was finally unbuttoned.
She pushed him backwards hard, Tim stumbled a few steps before regaining his balance. He looked back at Ms. Bradley with a confused look on her face. Did she finally come to her senses? Was this dream come true going to end before it ever got started? Not a chance!
Ms. Bradley grabbed an opening at the center of her white button down blouse and ripped it open as if her life depended on it. Several buttons flew in different directions as she let out a sexy moan. Spreading the shirt wide open she exposed a very sexy silk black bra that barely contained her luscious breasts. Her hands quickly moved back on to her tits. She massaged them hard. Her tits looked incredible; Tim's mouth began to water, all he could think about was putting Ms. Bradley's nipples in his mouth.
Tim reached down grabbed his shirt and lifted it over his head and threw it down next to where he stood. He wasn't very bulky, but he did work out often and his body was well defined. His abs and chest were flat and muscular. He quickly took off his shoes and tossed them next to his shirt. With his jeans unfastened the rest of his clothes easily fell to the floor.
Ms. Bradley ran up to him and quickly dropped down to her knees and pulled Tim's boxer's down. She immediately grabbed the base of his cock and guided the head into the back of her mouth.
