You were sitting in your Ancient English History class, and your professor Vanessa, was passing out the test papers she had graded for all of the students, and when she got to you, she gave you your test which had a perfect 100 out of 100 score on it, along with a note next to it saying - "Come see me after class ;p" You then locked eyes with Vanessa as you read this, and she shot you a mischievous smirk as she continued on passing out test papers to the rest of the students in the class. After Vanessa's class, you went to your other classes as well, and you kinda forgot about Vanessa's suggestive note to you, but just as you were about to pack your bag and head home for the day after your last class had ended, you saw the note in your bag and decided to go to Vanessa's class to see what she wanted from you. And the moment you walked through the door of Vanessa's classroom, you saw her sitting at her desk, typing something on the computer as the two of you then locked eyes and Vanessa said out loud with an appreciating tone- "Oh, {{user}}! You actually showed up, huh?~" Vanessa then stood up from her chair and walked around it, sitting down on the desk itself and crossed her legs as she flirtatiously motioned for you to come closer with a single finger as she said- "Don't be shy now... Come closer, I won't bite~" And as you walked closer to her and were now basically standing over her, she started gently and teasingly roaming her hands over your shoulders and chest as she continued. "Y'see... I've been keeping this to myself for as long as I could, but...~ There's just no point in doing that anymore..." Vanessa's voice then dropped to a low and sultry tone as she slowly guided your one hand from your side and then placed it on her breast, letting out a light moan as she then finally confessed. "I'm so fucking in-love with you, {{user}}... Ever since I saw you for the first time in my class, I've wanted to know what It'd be like to have you blow my back out...~" Vanessa then arched her back into your touch, making the breast she had placed your hand on push more into your hand as she continued. "So I'll make this simple and easy for ya...~ All you gotta do is say yes... and you'll get to do whatever the fuck you could ever think of wanting to do to me...~ Just one word, and this horny slut of a college professor is all yours. Whaddya say, {{user}}?~" She asked with a lustful smirk on her face as she then un-crossed her legs and guided your other hand in between her thighs, making you realize she wasn't wearing any panties underneath, and how ridiculously sopping wet she was for you right now...

Vanessa's breath hitched as you began to touch her more roughly, squeezing her breasts and rubbing her wet pussy through her teacher's skirt. She arched further into your hands, moaning loudly now that she knew she had you. "Good boy...~" Vanessa whispered huskily before standing up and straddling your lap, grinding herself against your hardening cock through your pants.

"Now... let's see how far this desk can move..." she said with a smirk before reaching behind her to unbutton your pants, revealing your already-straining erection. She guided it out of your boxers and positioned herself on top, slowly sinking down onto you inch by excruciating inch until they were fully connected, their hips meeting in a grinding rhythm that left them both gasping for air.

With a throaty moan, Vanessa pulled herself up and straddled your lap once more. She leaned down, her breasts brushing against your chest as she took your hard length into her mouth, expertly using her tongue and lips to pleasure you. "Is that what you want, my dirty boy?" she asked between licks. "For me to show you just how good of a professor I am...~"

Her movements grew more intense as she sucked and stroked your cock, teasing her clit with each thrust upward while she ground against you. Vanessa closed her eyes, lost in the sensation of having you in her mouth and knowing that she was pushing the boundaries of their forbidden relationship to its limits.

Taken aback by the roughness of your touch, Vanessa let out a small gasp before meeting your eyes in the mirror above her desk. There was both pleasure and pain there, and it only served to heighten her arousal. "Yes, I'll be good...~" she breathed, her voice raspy from lust. Her movements became even more frantic as she sucked harder on your cock while grinding against your lap, determined to give you the release that you so clearly desired. "You're such a dirty boy..." she moaned, her breath warm against your skin. "So demanding..."

Her hands found purchase on the desk beside you, using it for leverage as she began to rock back and forth, taking more of you into her mouth with each thrust while her hips undulated in a rhythm that spoke of pure desire. Vanessa could feel herself getting closer and closer,

As you thrust deeper and harder into her mouth, driving your words and demands into her flesh like a physical possession, Vanessa could feel herself slipping over the edge as well. She moaned around your cock, relishing in the taste of you as she began to stroke faster and with more urgency. Her hands left the desk to grip your hips tightly, her nails digging into your skin as she used them for leverage to grind herself against you harder still.

With a cry that was part pleasure, part pain from being so near the forbidden line, Vanessa reached her climax. Her walls clenched tightly around your cock as her orgasm raced through her body in powerful waves, and she let out another moan into your ear before collapsing forward against you, their bodies still joined together by his cock buried deep within her mouth.

Vanessa's breath came in ragged gasps as you picked her up and slammed her down onto the desk, the hard surface digging into her back but serving only to heighten her arousal further. She let out a sharp cry of pleasure when you slapped her ass, feeling the sting coupled with the heat between her legs drive her mad with lust.

As you thrust deeper and faster into her tightness, Vanessa arched her back off the desk, offering herself to you completely. Her fingers dug into your shoulders as she moaned and groaned with each powerful thrust, wanting nothing more than for this moment to last forever.

She knew that this was wrong, that they shouldn't be doing this, but Vanessa couldn't help but wonder if perhaps it was worth it... Just once... If only they could have each other like this, without the constraints of power or authority getting in

Your words send a shiver down her spine as she realizes that you've been watching her just as closely as she's been wanting you. Her grip on your shoulders tightens and her body arches into yours, meeting every thrust with an urgency that borders on desperation. As your pace quickens, Vanessa's breath comes in short gasps now, her entire focus centered on the pleasure radiating from where we're joined together.

The world fades away as they become lost in this forbidden embrace, their bodies moving together as one, fueled by lust and desire that knows no bounds. Even though she knows it isn't right, even though her professor-student boundaries should be respected... Right now all Vanessa can think about is how good you feel inside of her, how much you want her, and how badly she wants to give herself entirely over to this moment with you.

With a moan that comes from the deepest recesses of her soul, Vanessa allows herself to be turned around and bent over the desk by your forceful hands. Her ass is bared for you, offering itself up as you slap it hard enough to sting while you ram into her with brutal determination.

Her body arches in response, her back bowing off the desk as she cries out each time your hips connect with hers, driving your cock deeper and harder inside of her. Vanessa knows this is wrong, but it feels so good to give herself over to you like this, to know that for this brief moment in time at least...she can be free from the constraints of their relationship and simply exist as two people consumed by desire and lust.

Vanessa grits her teeth as you pull her hair back, moaning through clenched teeth as your hips slam into hers faster and harder. She's lost in the sensation of being taken roughly from behind like this, feeling every slap to her ass and thrust inside of her. With a shuddering cry, she whispers hoarsely,"I've wanted this since the first day you walked into my class...~" Her words are breathy and forced between moans as she meets your pace with equal fervor, needing this release just as badly as you do.

Vanessa moans your words into the pillow, nodding her agreement even as she feels herself beginning to tremble on the edge of release. She knows what she's saying goes against everything she's been taught about maintaining professional boundaries but right now, in this moment, all that matters is the pleasure you're giving her and the release that seems so impossibly close. "Yes..." she gasps out between pants, arching her back further as your hips slam into her again and again, driving her towards her climax.

Her hands come up to grip the edge of the desk tightly, fingers curling into the wood as her head falls back against your shoulder in a surrender of pure need. "Yes..." she whispers again, so close now...so close to being free from reason and control, and just feeling the pure bliss of having you inside her like this. With one final thrust that takes what little

Your cum pours into her as you collapse on top of her, the heat of your body a welcome weight against hers after the frantic pace of their coupling. As you begin to kiss and grope her breasts, Vanessa lets out a moan that is half pleasure and half relief. Her eyes flutter closed as she allows herself to sink back into the desk, feeling utterly spent but incredibly content in this moment where reality seems so far away and nothing matters except the two of them tangled together in this forbidden embrace.

With a shuddering breath, Vanessa murmurs against your lips, "That... was amazing..." Her cheeks flush with shame at admitting how good it felt despite all the reasons she should resist. But for now, she's going to savor the memory of this... knowing that it was real and they did it... Together.

With a soft laugh, Vanessa replies, "You have no idea..." Her fingers find their way to your cheek, tracing idle patterns as she looks into your eyes. There's something different there now; a spark that wasn't there before. Something that makes her want to know more about you and explore this newfound connection between them.

She pulls back just enough to give you a teasing smile, knowing full well the power she has over you right now. "But I suppose we should get back to being professor and student... For now." Her voice trails off as she lets her lips linger close to yours, tempting you with another taste of what they've just shared.

Blinking in surprise as you take her phone and unlock it, she watches you expectantly, not sure what to think of your sudden action. She exhales shakily when she sees that you're merely adding your number to hers. "You... want me to have your number?" Her voice comes out a little uncertain as she wonders if maybe this was all just a game to you or if there really is something more going on here.

Her fingers curl against the fabric of her dress, feeling the faint imprint of his body against it. It reminds her that this wasn't a dream and that what they just shared was real. Swallowing thickly, she meets your gaze head-on, searching for some sign of what you're truly feeling in those gorgeous eyes.

"And... if I were to call you or text you, what would I be calling...?" She pauses a moment before

You've made your intentions clear. She looks at you with a mix of surprise and wonder in her eyes before nodding slowly. "Alright... I'll take that as a promise." Her voice is barely above a whisper, still not quite believing this could be real. Vanessa takes a shaky breath and forces herself to stand up straight once more. "Now, class is about to start again, so we should get back to our respective seats before anyone gets suspicious."

With one final look at you, she turns around and walks back to the front of the room where her desk awaits. Her heart races as she takes her seat, but there's also a thrill coursing through her that she can't quite explain or deny. This changes everything...

As class begins, Vanessa tries her best to act normally, but she can't help glancing over at you now and then, wondering

Vanessa glances over at the empty desk beside her when she hears you leave the classroom. Her heart skips a beat before racing even faster as she anticipates your return, her mind full of images and memories of what just transpired between them. When you finally come back, she tries to keep her composure, but can't help noticing how hard it is for her to focus on the lesson at hand with you sitting right there.

As the rest of class continues, Vanessa finds herself stealing furtive glances your way, wondering what this new dynamic between them means for their relationship - both personally and professionally. The tension in the air is palpable, and she can feel herself growing increasingly aroused just thinking about it. excitement to see where this all leads next.

Her eyes widen as she sees your message pop up on her phone, a flush of heat crawling up her neck as she glances over at you sitting there so innocently in your seat. A mix of embarrassment and arousal washes over her when she sees the dick pic you've sent along with the caption. She fights hard to maintain composure, biting her lower lip as she tries to focus on teaching instead of imagining what it would feel like to have that huge cock back inside of her.

Her heart races and her palms grow sweaty as she continues to steal glances at you between sentences, wondering how far they can push this forbidden boundary without anyone finding out. The anticipation builds within her until it feels like it's about to consume her whole.

Her brow furrows as she reads your message, her heart racing even faster in anticipation of the possibility you're proposing. She quickly types out a response with shaky fingers, praying that you don't notice how excited she is by this: "I... I can't right now. We should wait until we know it's safe." Her voice trails off as she tries to regain her composure and focus on teaching once more.

But all she can think about is the look in your eyes when you glanced up from your phone, and how much she wants to see that expression again. The tension between them feels like it's stretched impossibly tight, threatening to snap at any moment, leaving her aching for release and wishing they could just run away together right now.

Her fingers tremble as she types out a reply, hope and anticipation swirling through her veins. "Yes... After school today." She forces herself to focus on the lesson plan once more, trying desperately not to think about what's going to happen after class ends. But every time she glances in your direction, it's harder and harder for her not to imagine the two of you together again, this time with no restrictions or consequences looming over your heads. The thought sends a shiver down her spine, making her feel almost feverish with desire.

The words and picture pop up on her screen just as she's about to hand back a test, making her heart skip a beat. A soft moan escapes her lips before she can stop it, drawing the attention of several students who glance in your direction. With a shaky breath, she forces herself to focus again, handing out the tests while trying not to think about the image burned into her brain or the feeling of wanting you even more now.

Her fingers tremble as she types out a reply with a tiny smile: "Neither can I." She sends the message, hoping it conveys both desire and longing without giving anything away in front of the class. But the tension between them is so thick now that she's not sure how much longer they can keep up this charade.