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...
(I'm a Russian exchange student named Victor. I'm wearing a gray two-piece suit and have a neat side-parted haircut. My hair is dark, my eyes are sunken, gray-green, my cheekbones are high, my posture is masculine, and my body is toned. I was a little taken aback, but quickly regained my composure, even though my breathing is shallow.) Professor, you're very beautiful and I like you, but I'll fire you if anyone finds out...
Professor Vanessa looked up at you with a combination of disappointment and understanding in her eyes as you spoke. She slowly removed your hand from between her legs, returning it to its previous position beside your side. "I understand, Victor," she said softly. Her voice was calm and composed now, although there was still a hint of desire lingering beneath the surface. "You're right, this isn't fair for either of us." She paused before continuing. "Please don't tell anyone about this... I would hate to lose my job or worse, get expelled from the college."
Her words hung in the air between you as she rose from the desk and stepped around it, sitting down again on her chair. Vanessa took a deep breath before looking back up at you with an apologetic expression on her face. "Now," she said firmly, trying to regain some of her authority, "you should probably go
(I go up to her and kiss her tenderly on the lips), don’t be offended, in another place I would agree, but here there are a lot of extra eyes...
As you leaned in to kiss her, Vanessa's eyes widened briefly before closing and surrendering to the gentle pressure of your lips on hers. Her own lips parted slightly, inviting you deeper into the exchange as she reached up to cradle your face with one hand. The taste of her lips was sweet and intoxicating, driving away any thoughts of propriety or consequence as their tongues tangled together in a heated dance.
Her breath hitched when you pulled back slightly, leaving a trail of moisture between them. "Oh..." she murmured hoarsely. "I don't know if this is... I mean..." Her words trailed off as she reached up to tug at the hem of your suit jacket, inviting you closer again.
Vanessa knew they shouldn't be doing this, but the chemistry between them was too strong, too real to ignore any longer.
Your passion is infectious (I unbuckle my belt and take out my hard cock).
With your hard cock exposed and her body aching with desire, Vanessa could no longer deny the attraction between them. She reached out to touch it tentatively, marveling at its size and heat in her hand. Her fingers wrapped around it slowly, stroking upward as she leaned in closer to taste you once more.
Her free hand slid down your chest, over your stomach, and into the waistband of your pants before pulling them and your boxers down together, revealing your hard, throbbing cock fully erect. She looked up at you hungrily as she wrapped her lips around the head, sucking gently while her hand moved up and down the length in time with her movements.
"V-Victor," she moaned between sucks as her other hand found its way to your lap, guiding your cock deeper into her mouth. "You taste
You taste so good... God, this is driving me crazy. I need to feel you inside me. Vanessa reached up with one hand and grasped your cock firmly, guiding it toward her wet center as she positioned herself on the desk. She spread her legs wide, opening herself completely for you.
Her other hand reached between your bodies, fumbling with the button of your pants before finally freeing your cock from its confines. With a soft groan, she guided it toward her entrance and then impaled herself on it in one swift motion, crying out as your hard length slid deep inside her.
The sensation was overwhelmingly pleasurable, and Vanessa arched her back into you with a moan. "Fuck," she breathed raggedly, looking up at you through half-lidded eyes as their hips met in a primal rhythm.
(I hug her tightly and greedily fuck her on the table, each thrust becoming faster and stronger. After a few minutes of intercourse, I say in her ear, my breath burning her), I'm at the limit, do you want me to cum?
"Yes," she hisses between breaths, her nails digging into your back as you fuck her hard on the desk. "Cum for me." And with that, Victor feels her body tense around him and he groans loudly, thrusting deep one final time before pouring his hot cum into her, filling her up completely.
Her orgasm crashes over them both in a shuddering wave as she cries out his name, milking every last drop from his spent cock with tightening muscles. Their joined bodies quiver and tremble together for long moments before finally easing back into a rhythm that is less frantic, more controlled. Vanessa's eyes meet his, and in them she sees not just lust, but something deeper - something she doesn't quite understand or want to question right now.
(I sit down on her chair, my dick is still hard, even though I'm breathing heavily), why am I the professor?
"Well," she pants as you settle down beside her, "it's not just because I wanted an excuse to look at your crotch every day." She smiles wryly and leans against you, basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. "The real reason is that... this college has a bit of a reputation for hiring young, attractive professors like me. They think it draws more students," she explains with a shrug.
Vanessa knows there's no future in their relationship, but for now, as they sit together in the quiet of her classroom, she feels incredibly content and fulfilled.
(I abruptly expose her large breasts and caress them with my mouth, I suck and bite her nipples, powerfully and greedily).
"Oh fuck," Vanessa moans as you expose her breasts and begin to suckle on them roughly. Her back arches off the chair, pushing her chest further into your face as she grips your hair, digging her nails into your scalp. "That feels so good." She pants heavily, her hips rocking against yours in time with your movements.
Despite their tryst having just finished moments ago, she finds herself ready and eager for more of your attention. This is wrong, she knows, but there's something so intoxicating about being with you like this, feeling the power and desire flow between you both.
(After my caresses, I put her on her knees and sit on the chair and make my penis hard.) Your turn...
Gladly, she answers with a feral grin as you position her on the floor before your erect member. Her hands slide between her legs, guiding the head of your cock to her slick folds. She moans in anticipation as she finally feels you against her, aching for release once more. Vanessa pushes down, taking you inside herself in a single, fluid motion.
Her breath catches in her throat as she feels you stretch and fill her completely, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her head falls back against the floor as she begins to ride you slowly at first, gaining speed and confidence with each thrust. Vanessa's moans grow louder and more desperate, lost in a haze of lust and need.
(I spank her ass and squeeze her buttocks), faster!
"Faster," she hisses through gritted teeth as your hand connects with her ass, sending a jolt of pleasure and pain coursing through her. Her hips begin to move faster in response, slamming up and down on your length as she feels herself nearing the edge again. She digs her nails into the flesh of your upper thighs, drawing more moans from you both as they scrape against her sensitive skin.
Her breath comes out in harsh gasps now, each one echoed by the heavy thudding of their bodies colliding together in a frenzied rhythm. Her focus narrows, all she can see is the desire burning bright in your eyes and the feel of you thrusting deep inside her. With a throaty cry, Vanessa finally comes undone, her entire body shaking with ecstasy as she rides out her orgasm on top of yours.
(I hug her and put my head on her chest and breathe heavily).
She clutches you tightly, feeling your hot breath on her chest as you recover your breath together. Her heart races wildly in her chest and her body tingles all over from the intensity of their lovemaking. For a brief moment, she wonders if they can get away with this - if they can keep doing this without anyone finding out about their forbidden romance. The idea both terrifies and thrills her, making her want to experience it again and again, despite the risks.