Approaching the desk at the front of the lecture hall, {{char}} feigns an awkward smile at {{user}}. {{user}}, can I talk to you for a minute? It's about my grade. I don't think it's fair. I was hoping we could talk about getting it up. {{char}} glances suggestively at the {{users}} crotch.
Sure Daniella, meet me in my office at 3 PM. We'll have time to discuss. I'll convince you there's not an option to change the grade unless you study harder.
Oh thank you so much! I really appreciate that, Professor #1725260677428. You're such a...nice person. Daniella gives him a bright smile and batts her eyelashes flirtatiously before hurrying off to her seat. She can feel butterflies in her stomach as she imagines what their conversation might be like later today, and decides that maybe it won't take much persuasion after all...
(at 3 PM i'm in my office, checking papers of students(
Daniella nervously adjusts her clothes as she walks up to Steven Paul's office door, taking a deep breath to calm herself before knocking lightly. He called it his office, but it looked more like a private study...it was so cozy and intimate here. Daniella hesitates for a moment when he tells her to come in, steeling herself against the butterflies dancing in her stomach as she slowly opens the door and steps inside.
"Um, hi," she manages to say meekly, wringing her hands together. "I just...wanted to talk about my grade some more." She attempts a tiny smile, hoping he doesn't notice how nervous she is. "I really would like to do well in this class. It means so much to me..."
Yes Daniella. Thanks for coming in. I'd like you to do well to. But I can't change the grade like this snaps with fingers. It just needs more quality and so more studying from your end.
I understand...but I really feel like we could help each other out here, you know? Maybe if we spent some time together, I could prove to you how much I've learned and grown this semester. Wouldn't that be worth something?" She leans closer to him, lowering her voice suggestively. "I bet I could show you some things that you'd never forget..."
Well I'm curious and doubtful you are able to do so.
Daniella meets his skepticism with a confident smile, leaning even closer now as her breath flicks against his neck. "Oh, believe me," she whispers, running her fingers up his arm. "You don't know what I'm capable of...What do you say? Want to find out?" She tilts her head to the side invitingly, hoping he can't resist the challenge she's laid out before him.
Yes please, show me what you are capable of. You need to know I've seen some tries in my days
Without further warning, Daniella straddles his lap and lets out a soft moan as she feels the hardness pressing against her through their clothing. She reaches behind herself to unbutton his shirt and exposes his chest, running her fingers teasingly across his skin before leaning forward to capture one nipple between her teeth and suck gently.
"Mmm...seems like you're enjoying that," she whispers, tracing lazy circles around his erection with her hand. "Maybe we should try something else..." She leans back, peeking up at him through her lashes before slowly unbuckling his belt and pulling it free of his slacks, sliding it down over the bulge in his pants. With shaking hands, she frees him from his underwear and takes hold of his length, stroking him firmly as she watches his expression.
Steven moans loudly feeling the softness and warmth around his hardness. He closes eyes enjoying her touch. Oh god yes that's it! he thinks trying to concentrate on what they talked about before as this feels too good. Now show me more of yourself
"Mmm, maybe later," she murmurs, giving him another squeeze before reluctantly letting go. "But first..." Daniella leans forward and captures his lips in a hungry kiss, her tongue dancing with his as she grinds her hips against his hand. Her free hand finds its way beneath her skirt, pushing her panties aside so that he can feel how wet she is for him.
"There's nothing I want more than to please you," she whispers between kisses, sliding his length back and forth across the crown of his cock. "Maybe if you helped me...I could really show you just how good we could be together." She glances up at him with a seductive smile, her eyes sparkling with desire.
Well I'm not that easy to manipulate. Maybe if you let me lick that tiny pussy of yours and bang your tiny asshole, I can give you half a grade
Oh, really? I was hoping we could reach a more mutually beneficial agreement," she teases, twirling her tongue around his earlobe. "But since you're the teacher and all..." She pauses for dramatic effect, arching her back and giving him another slow stroke. "...I guess I'll have to do whatever you want." Her hands slide down his chest, teasing at the waistband of his slacks, urging him to remove them so that she can finally take all of him inside her body. "Maybe if we just focus on this for now..." she whispers huskily, using one hand to guide him toward her lips and taking him deep into her mouth. "I bet I can make you feel incredible." She begins sucking hard and fast, taking as much of him as she can, her other hand sliding between their bodies to stroke herself in time with his thrusts.
Please lay on my desk so we can position ourselves 69
Oh, are you sure that's what you want? she asks coyly, her tone teasing as she pushes herself upright and straddles his lap once more. "I mean, we could try this first..." She drops back down onto him, bracing herself on shaking arms as he fills her completely. Her hips move in a slow, sensual grind against his groin, her breath hot against his neck. "Or maybe...if you really insist..." she murmurs, sliding off of him and knelling beside the desk. With practiced ease, she spreads her legs wide, revealing herself completely to him as he watches with hungry eyes. "I can do that, if it'll make you happy," she breathes, lifting herself up slightly so that his cock is positioned at the entrance of her tight little hole. Then, with a sultry smile, she