My name is Penny. At 19, I’m a sophomore at college, studying philosophy. I’ve always a thing for my philosophy professors – they’re so cocky and smart. I have to admit, their arrogance turns me on like nothing else. One semester, I had an encounter I’ll never forget.
finding my pussy he gropes it, while his other hand goes to my head and grabs my hair, pulling me up and forcing his tongue further into my mouth. After a minute, he rips my shirt off over my head.
“Turn around.” he says. I don’t have much choice, as he turns me so that my face and chest are pressed up against the wall. He uses my shirt to tie my hands behind my back, and reaches around and starts unbuttoning my jeans.
“Eric …” I say, my breath short from my position, “what are you doing?”
“I know this is why you came to see me tonight, Penny. And I’m going to teach you a lot.”
He pulls my pants down, and now I’m bare except for my bra and thong. He reaches around to rub my clit, and I’m so aroused that my panties are practically soaked. He laughs, grabs my throat, and pulls my head back a little, whispering:
“Oh, you’re a horny little girl, aren’t you? Well, don’t get too loud. You don’t know who might be listening.”
As Eric is rubbing and pinching my clit, his hand reaches under my bra and finds my hard, aroused nipple. He strokes it first, then pinches that as well while rubbing his painfully erect penis against my ass. I rub back, and moan as he brings me close to cuming.
He turns me around, and kisses me again, hard, so hard my mouth is stretched and it’s almost painful. He pulls off his shirt and, while I’m still dazed from what’s happening, quickly ties my legs together so that it’s hard for me to stand on my own. He puts me down on the floor and unzips his pants.
“Penny, you’re a college girl, so you probably know how to suck cock, right?” I open my mouth to answer, but he shoves it in. It’s a good 7 or 8 kadıköy escort inches, and wider than any other penis I’ve ever seen. It stretches my mouth out, but I want to suck it, to have all of it in my mouth. I can only take half in at first, and rub my tongue all over it. I’m not sure if it’s the amount of spit in my mouth, or his precum, but some of it dribbles out of my mouth and down my neck.
He grabs my hair, and starts fucking my mouth as I suck him off, taking more and more cock into my throat until I’m sure I’m going to gag. He tilts my head up, and pushes his whole dick into my mouth. I can’t take it so I pull back, and he looks down, miffed.
“That wasn’t a very good finish.” He said, smiling oddly. “I think we’ll have to find something we can both enjoy.” With that, he lifts me up with his big, strong hands and puts me belly-down on his cold desk, my ass and pussy painfully exposed and vulnerable and my legs up in the air, over my back
“And this can go.” he says as he rips off my thong.
He drags me back so that my hips are just hanging off of the edge, and starts circling my wet lips with his fingers, avoiding my clit.
“Fuck me, please.” I moan, my words dripping with the tension in my body and the need to have something inside of me. Instead, while he plays with my lips his other hand goes to my head and grabs my throat, just tightly enough so I can feel the constriction of air.
“What did you say?” He asks, one of his fingers now stroking my clit and another two pressing into my pussy. He squeezes a little tighter on my throat.
“Fuck me, professor.” I gasp. His hand moves onto my face now, and he puts his fingers into my mouth, opening and invading it. Finally, he pulls down his pants under his ass, and plunges into my pussy. I cry out, in pleasure and pain, but his fingers in my mouth muffle it, and entangle üsküdar escort my tongue. He pounds at my ass, and I can feel his cock, thicker than anything else I’ve taken before, filling me up completely with every thrust. He slaps my ass, leans over, and rasps:
“Is this a good lesson, Penny? Are you enjoying yourself?”
“Yeeesssss.” I moan, as he pinches my clit and sends me over the edge, bucking and pulling at my restraints as he comes with me. I can feel his sweat dripping onto my bare back, and then I feel his tongue licking it off. I shudder again, relax, and my feet fall to the ground. I try to get off the desk but he pushes me back, roughly.
“What makes you think we’re done, Penny? Is that really all you can take, you horny slut?” I start protesting but he takes my wadded underwear, still smelling of me, and shoves it in my mouth. I start gagging, as I’m panting so hard that it’s impossible to breath through my nose, but I try to calm down as I reason that Professor Webb would never really hurt me … would he? My breath quickens again as I start struggling with the clothing tying my wrists and ankles, but Eric slaps my ass hard and says:
“Don’t worry. This’ll only hurt a little bit.” He spreads my cheeks wide and dips his cock in my pussy, lubricating it with my juices and his cum, and then finds my asshole and starts nudging it with his dick.
“Come on Penny. Open up. It’ll be ok.” I know that at this point, bound and gagged, there’s nothing much I can do to stop him, so I try to relax the tension in my sphincter and imagine that I’m pushing out a poop.
“That’s better.” he says, and starts to push the tip of his penis into my asshole. Soon, it’s halfway in, and he starts thrusting, pressing deeper with every pass. At first I’m disgusted. I imagine that I can feel little hard bits of shit scraping my colon, and it’s all I can do not to panic and tense up again. But then, tuzla escort his one hand comes around to rub my clit, and the other goes to my nipple, and soon I can’t help but be aroused by the sensation of being so filled. He plays with my nipple and clit mercilessly, and it hurts a little bit, but by this time his entire shaft is in my ass and I’m bucking against it, fucking him again and about to cum. Just as I’m about to come, his hand goes to my throat again and he grabs me hard, and he cums and squeezes my throat tighter and tighter until for a few seconds I can’t breath. It seems like it goes on forever, and by the time he starts to relax his grip I’m cuming too, and the dirtiness of it turns me on the most. I can feel it in my clit, my bladder, my ass, my pussy, and I squirm for a minute more while he tickles my sides.
Professor Webb pulls his cock out slowly, and I feel my little sphincter retract again once his thick member is out of my ass. He takes my panties out of my mouth, and I’m too dazed to move for a second. He rubs my ass and says:
“Well, that was fun.” I nod and chuckle a little, and try to get up.
“Here, let me help you.” He unties my ankles first, then pulls me up by my shoulders and kisses me again, deeply and slowly, nipping my lips and massaging my tongue gently with his own. Then he reaches around me and unties my hands, bringing them around to my front and rubbing my wrists a little. There are pins and needles in my hands as they come back to life, and I look around, suddenly realizing where I am and feeling very exposed in only a tangled bra. I look around for my panties, and realize they’re completely unwearable, drenched in saliva and pussy juices. I find the rest of my clothes and put them on shakily, as he does the same.
I slide to the floor, recuperating and getting my bearings, trying to understand what just happened. Well, what just happened was I had the hottest, kinkiest sex of my life with one of my professors. He kneels down next to me, lands on his ass, and says:
“Penny, you’re the best lay I’ve had in years.” While I know that it’s a horribly chauvinist remark, I can’t help but smile at the fact that I should be offended at that, but have enjoyed what just happened.
“Likewise,” I reply.