It’s almost midnight and I’m ready to leave this boring place. I want to be home with my man between my legs, controlling me with his every touch and sound. I crave his touch more while he is in his meeting, no panties on which was requested by him before I met him inside his office. I was unaware of what his plans were for us, it made feel this unsteady curiosity to want to know. I got dressed in a hurry, making sure every body part of was smelling heavenly and soft. A few minutes later, he walks into the room. I stand and start walking towards him. His eyes seemed alarmed and he says, “Stop. We don’t have much time to do this. I have another meeting in two hours and I haven’t eaten yet.” He kissed my forehead and walked to his desk and sat down. He could feel his gazed on my back and on my ass. It’s crazy how he hasn’t even touch me yet and my body is hot for him. “I know you are wondering why I brought you here. It’s not just so I can stare at your behind, please turn around so I can see your beautiful face.” He says. He always had this sense of authority over me, over the control he has over my mind, body, and soul. I turn around and look into his sweet, deceiving brown eyes, trying to stop myself from moaning or biting my lip. It didn’t say anything… I was bearing so hard not to touch myself, but it was against the contract in which we have both agreed to. I bit my lip. His eyes went straight to my eyes and knew he was going to punish me for biting my lip. “Oh honey, you drive me crazy when you do that.” He leans back in your chair, I roll my eyes down his body and see his erection brushing up against his pants. “And with me knowing you have no panties on, my dick seems ready to jump out. But I must punish you first.” He looked down slowly at my legs and I knew he wanted me to take of my red pencil skirt. My skirt falls to the floor and my freshly shaved pussy feels the chill in the air and wants his fingers to touch it right now. “Lean over the table with your ass up and head laying against my desk.” I get myself in position and I see him stand up, taking off his tie. He stands behind me and gently presses his body up against me, leaning over and grab my wrist. He ties me up with the pearl white tie and yanks on it tightly to make sure I am unable to move. He moves to the side of my ass and presses his dick against my thigh. I’m breathing harder, waiting impatiently for his touch. He rubs his hand on my ass in a circular motion, then he gives me a hard smack on the ass. He does this repeatedly and it turns me on, and I moan loud, not even worrying about if anyone else can hear me. “Don’t you dare cum. I want to be inside of you before you cum.” He keeps smacking my ass, harder and harder after every smack. Then he stops and rubs the cheek to sooth it. I gasp for air as he thrust himself deeply inside of me. “Oh, Mya, I’ve missed you baby.” He pounds into me hard, and it feels so good. I feel my climax coming closer and closer. “Adrian! A!”, fucking me until I finally burst out into an intense climax and his cum starts to run into my body, warming it up. He sits down in the chair that it is across from his desk, I lay on his chest while he rubs my legs. “Stop biting your lip. It makes me want to tear you apart, but I don’t want to hurt you.” He was always scared that he might damage me, but I wanted him to. He turns my life from a living hell to the best unforgettable moments of my life. It took him a while to open up to me, as I had to do the same with him. The day we met and the day I signed that contract changed my life, forever.
“Today, we will be talking about immigration, the very controversy topic that social media and the news is talking about. I want everyone to know that this paper is due in two weeks talking about this topic, involving what you know and what you learned. Make sure it also includes your opinion. There are many different sides to this topic, so be very descriptive and detailed. Included quotes and summary of any readings you have done to support your opinion…” Seemed like she wouldn’t stop talking and besides of this information was in our syllabus and online in a rubric our professor made.
Class ended in two minutes and I was ready to go, my best friend and I were planning on going out, and find a reason to wish we never drank the next morning. She’d made it very clear to me that there wasn’t any exceptions, we were going and that was that. I wasn’t too pleased of being forced to go out, but it’s been so long I think I honestly forgot how to party. Crazy right?
“Any late assignment over the week of the due date will be graded with an automatic zero, no exceptions.” Professor Blue stated.
Every female student raved to be in class, he was nothing but the most handsome, sexy professor a girl could see. His voice… God, his voice, the first time I heard it, I lost all thoughts about school and focused all of my attention on his brown eyes. His skin… a perfect shade of caramel, smooth, but masculine, leaving you with this overbearing need to touch him and have him touch you. There wasn’t one class where not one girl wasn’t raising their hand, unless they are completely hypnotize by his looks. But little did they know, he was mines. Unaware of how many times he fucked me, seduced me on a daily basis. It was more than just sex with him, I love him more than any girl can understand. He spoils me down to my toes, something every girl dreams of.
“Class dismiss, if you have any questions, please come to me tomorrow morning. That will be all.”
I see him smirk at me, letting me know not to move. I sit in my seat, only a few feet away from the chalkboard and his desk, he stands in front of me.
“Ms. Hall, were you paying attention today?” He asked. I just nod, smiling big as hell.
“Please have a seat on my desk, I’ll be with you in just a second, baby.” He demands, as he walks away towards to the exit door of the class. He locks it, double checking no one can come in or out. He’s very protective of me. He walks his way passed me, going to his closet and he pulls out a big purple dildo. My eyes widen, not sure what his plans are for me today. “You and best friend are going out tonight?” How the hell did he know about that? I never told him when I was going out, he never approved for it and would punish me if I did. Not that I didn’t like being punished, but his anger was would over take him.
“Um….how…you see… I’m sorry?” I replied, nervously.
Without any words, I can see in his eyes, he’s not happy with me not telling him. He holds the dildo firmly in his hands, the veins looking like there are going to burst out from under his skin. He always turned me on to see how masculine he looked close up, reminded me of his dominance and control over her.
It bothers me she didn’t tell me about her going out tonight. I don’t want another man staring at her, or even thinking they have a chance of fucking her. At the same time, it will be nice to her tight little ass in a tight dress, hugging all of her delicious curves. “I’m going with you… and don’t even think about protesting, baby. Either I go with you or you don’t go at all.” It was even harder for me to not fuck her right then and there. She looked so beautiful. Wearing a short red skirt, and crop top, I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra. It pissed me off that she was dressed like that, but then I reminded myself she’s mines and no fucking else’s.
I gently grab my dick in the top of my pants. God, I was so hard. The shit she does to me. She’s been there for me since the day we met on her first day of college. She was even beautiful, then. Just wish I would have known how much pain I would have caused her throughout the years.
I bit my lip, in the site of him rubbing himself. He walks over to me, standing so strong above me. He grabs my hand, kissing each finger gently. I feel a chill run down my body, I wanted his lips all over me again. He gets in my face, and puts the dildo in my hand, while he violently kisses me. Leaving his taste all over my lips. He lets out a low groan after parting from her lips. “You taste so good, pancakes.” I smile and giggle every time he calls me that.
It was our first date, and the beginning the second semester in my first year of school. People were already assuming that Professor Blue and I already liked each other, just we never made it as public. So, Adrian wanted people to know how he felt about me. Even though, he’s a few years older than me, he didn’t see anything wrong with their relationship. He would say, “Mya, its one thing to let people get in the way of our happiness, but it’s another to let idiotic people stop you from doing something you want to do.” And he was right, so what if people thought it was “inappropriate”. We knew what consequences might come, but we’re ready for it. Plus, we are both mature enough to understand how to act when we are alone and when he is teaching. He is my man in public, in my home, in my bed, and in my arms, but he is my teacher in the classroom, nothing else. And tonight, he was my man.
After my cardio class, I went straight home to prepare for this night. I was young, and wasn’t sure how to dress like an adult woman. So I asked an older roommate, down the hall from my droom. She knew Professor Blue for a while, but never looked at her twice. I have a feeling she has feelings for him, but hasn’t yet devoured him with all her beautiful curves. She was a pretty girl, blonde smart girl. She had bright blue eyes that every guy in the school wanted to be her “friend”. In other words, just know she got around a lot more than I ever did.
“Okay, what’s the look you are trying to go for? Sexy? Classy? Both?!” says my best friend, Chrissy.
“Your body is not made for a tight dress, I suggest something loose. Makes you look cleaner.” Michelle announces.
I dismiss such nonsense from Michelle, and start running through my closet. I have three hours before Adrian picks me up, which gave me enough time to pick out the perfect look from head to toe. This is the night where everything would change.
I watch her devour her pancakes, with a lot of butter and syrup. She still look stunning, sitting down eating her food. I wasn’t sure how to start this conversation of what I had planned on doing to her tonight. I just made sure whatever happened that she would never forget this moment. It was late, the moon shining through, beaming brightly onto her hair and fascinating brown eyes. My apartment was set up for the perfect ease. You walk in the door and you are greeted with the view of my balcony from a distance, and beauty of midnight sky. You are taken over by the beautiful stone fireplace on the right, right across from the big leather sectional, covered with fur pillows, and soft blankets. I hoped to god, I could one day have her here in my arms, naked, relaxing on the couch.
“Um… Adrian, you okay?” She says to me, knocking me out of my daydream. “I’m sorry sweetie, I was just mesmerized by your beauty, and you look wonderful even while you are eating.” She blushes, fuck she is so beautiful. The first day she walked into my class, I was caught off guard by her beauty. How she just lit up the room with just her heart. My students were confused onto why I was so off since Mya Hall became a student in my class. Most of my colleagues thought I was crazy, and unprofessional for dating a college student, and at that, a student that I taught. Regardless of their beliefs and opinions, I’d be patient but she was going to be mines, without a doubt.
Anyways, I decided to make breakfast for our date because I remember how much she loved the smell of my clothes that one day I had come to school, after having lunch with my family. They aren’t aware of my intentions with Mya… yet. They will, soon. I am looking to take this relationship as far as I can, she’s too precious to not a chance. Especially after tonight.
After we both finished our meals, we sat on the couch. I made sure everything was perfect for her, I wanted her to feel comfortable in my home, because as I knew I would want her to be here all the time, maybe even live in her. I know I was daydreaming too much that I was already thinking about her moving in, but a man can’t help to dream and believe. We talked about everything from relationships to favorite colors. I enjoyed the conversation so very much. After three hours of talking, she yawned. I scoot closer to her, laying a light kiss on her forehead. She shivers under my lips. “Are you cold, sweetie?” Without even letting her answer, I just wrap her up in my arms and all the blankets in the bed. She nestles up on my chest. I just hope she doesn’t realize how fast and hard my heart is beating right now.
“Thank you, Adrian. I’ve had a wonderful time tonight. It’s the best time I’ve had in a long time.” Where is she going with this?
I felt kind of awkward laying on his chest, I mean we barely knew each other, but I really was cold and his body was so warm against mines, I couldn’t protest. This short dress wasn’t helping, I decided not to wear any panties, for the matter of that they might show through my dress. “Are you leaving me already?” He asked impatiently. “It’s pretty late…and…”
“Mya, listen. I can’t let you leave. I know that sounds crazy, but I can’t let you go until I kiss those lips first. And make love to you.” Whoa, was my first thought. I almost wanted to run out the room, but then again I wanted him deep down and I knew it. I could tell he was always hiding his urge to kiss me whenever I lick or bite my lips. I look up at him, he looks at me seriously and with extreme desire. “I like you a lot, Mya. And having you in my home, in my arms, is one thing I’ve dreamed of doing with you.” Before he could start his next sentence, I kiss him, sucking gently on his bottom lip. He runs his fingers through my hair, playing with it, while his tongue violates my mouth, leaving his taste. “Pancakes.” He says randomly. I look at him confused. Did he want more pancakes? “You taste like pancakes. I think that’s a perfect nickname for a girl that loves breakfast food.” He kisses me deeply before any letting me respond.
He pulls me on top of him, he grips my ass firmly, as he kisses me over and over again. I had so many questions, but I knew after this night I was his. I never regretted that either.
She’s on top of me, kissing me. Her lips, fuck her lips. I haven’t even taken of her clothes and I’m already hard as rock. I position myself so that it rubs gently against her inner thigh. She moans lightly. “Damn, you are so beautiful.” I reach under thighs and pick her up, I let the blankets fall to floor while I carry her to my bedroom. I can still taste the sticky syrup and buttery pancakes on her lips. We reach my room, and gently lay her over my bed. I slowly pull off every piece of clothing on her body. I stand over her naked body, dying to take off my clothes. I felt any other sudden movements and I was going to come before I was even able to make her cum. I pull my shirt off, and slowly unbuttoning my pants, staring at her in the eyes. The intensity of the moment made me almost lose it. I let out my huge erection, not be ever ashamed of big size. I let my body over hers, I bit her lip. I slowly move my tongue, down her soft neck while I pull on her hard nipples. She was as turned on as I was. My lips rub over her navel, my chin feels the few hair above her pussy. Shaved pussy, good. I love to see my dick fucking her. My dick was throbbing to be inside of her, but I had make her loose and sweet for my dick first. I slide on finger in my pussy, twirling it around in the tight area. I spread her legs more, pushing my wet tongue against her hard clit, flicking it, sucking it, and making her moan louder with every touch. I can taste her juice in my mouth, letting me know she’s close to come. “Oh baby, your pussy is so sweet.” I stop and I realize her hand is buried in my head, not wanting me to stop. I can’t wait anymore. I thrust my dick inside her without warning. She lets out a loud moan, so glad my bedroom is sound proof. I fuck her deep and hard, her pussy starts to clinch over my dick. Fuck. “Relax, baby. Let’s come together.” I lean down to kiss her and keeping fucking her. She feels so good, god I could stay like this forever. It felt good having her here where no one else could touch her. Sounds possessive, but I liked it. She screams, she going to come and so was I. Her pussy clinches on dick more, then loosen as her juices start coming out, I cum hard… tensing up completely. I was coming non-stop. I lay on top of her, breathless and highly aroused. “You’re still coming, Adrian.” And I was, she made me like that. I’ve never be like this with someone ever again. And I didn’t think I wanted to be.