by Lexi Sinner
She was awoken from her methodical state of concentration by the sound of footsteps from outside the hall. Instinctively, she fell to her knees behind the desk, trying to remain as silent as possible. She held her breath completely as she could not control its intensity as she heard the footsteps drawing closer and closer. She peaked over the surface of the desk, ensuring that she had closed the door of the office behind her when she had entered, praying that it was anybody else that had just forgotten something and would not be drawn to the open door. But the footsteps continued until Matilda knew that they were coming from right outside Cooper’s door. She held her breathe paralyzed with fear as her future hung in the balance. If she was caught she would surely be expelled from the university and all her hard work would have been for nothing.
“So, what do you think? Am I expecting too much from you guys or is it a fair test?”
Matilda’s heart sank. Professor Cooper stood at the entrance of the office with his hands on his hips. Having been a lecturer at the university for over ten years now, Matilda assumed that he must have been about forty years old. His appearance said otherwise though. He was tall and slim, with brown hair cut shorter at the sides than on top. A perfect amount of stubble and a baby face made him look like he was closer to twenty years of age than the forty years which Matilda gave him. He was still wearing the same clothes that he was wearing when she was in his office earlier that day. A blue and white horizontally striped shirt and a pair of tight, dark grey pants that half covered his tan dress shoes. Like Matilda, he carried a very sallow complexion with large dark eyes. She looked back at him, unable to form any words in answer to his probing question or in her defense.
Without warning he advanced towards her as she stood, glued to the floor, paralyzed with shock. He picked up the paper from his desk, patted it back into line with his firm, masculine hands and dropped it back into the envelope. He slowly licked the seal and carefully rubbed it shut, never breaking eye contact with Matilda. Still yet to speak, she moved around to the other side of the desk as she saw the anger in Professor Cooper’s eyes.
“What are we going to do with you then?” he asked with a mischievous grin spreading across his face. Matilda stayed standing in stunned silence as for the first time in her life, standing in this office, her words continued to evade her.
“I asked you a question, Matilda. You were big enough to break into my office and tamper with a locked drawer in order to gain access to classified material. Please be big enough to answer me this one simple question.”
“I. I don’t know what to say. Please, Sir, I’ve just been under so much pressure lately to get through all of these exams and I finally gave into it. Please don’t get me kicked out of the university. Not right now. I can’t go home to my father and tell him that. I’m begging you.”
Cooper sensed her urgency not to be caught and decided that now was the time to play this card to his advantage. For years he had dreamed about this beautiful woman, every night after she had visited his office for “advice”. Her grades made it clear to him that she did not really need this advice when she came to visit him. She had other intentions when she arrived into his office with that confused look on her face. Now it was time for him to test this theory.
“You know, if you really don’t want me to bring this up with the top powers in the University, there are other ways around it. But you just have to remember how serious this situation is. Can you do that for me, do you think?”
Matilda nodded her head furiously, her face showing signs of relief with the direction that this conversation was taking, but for once, showing signs of genuine confusion. How could this stud of a professor make all of this go away?
“Just between you and I, and feel free to shout out if I’m wrong here, but you’ve been coming into my office for quite some time now asking questions that you already know the answers to, haven’t you?”
Matilda stared down at her feet as she nodded her head in agreement once more.
“Could you tell me why that is do you think? I mean, why are you wasting not just my time, but your own time also, when just today you were in this very office saying that you needed more time to study? It just doesn’t make sense to me.”
Matilda slowly raised her head until she was looking into her professor’s eyes, as her face blushed crimson.
“I might have had a small crush on you for a while now.”
Cooper smiled as he advanced in towards his top student.
“Well there’s a surprise”, he mused as he brushed a lock of hair from the front of her face back behind her ear. Matilda liked the direction that this was going, although she was more nervous now than she had been when she heard the footsteps advancing down the corridor in the first place. She took a half step forward so that their stomachs were brushing against each other. She rolled her delicate left arm around his waist as he stared deeply into her perfect dark eyes.
Cooper raised his hands up around her shoulders and gently removed the skimpy black leather jacket. Matilda straightened her arms out behind her, allowing it to fall to the floor as the professor lowered his hands down along the back of her dress. His hands gently brushed over the soft fabric until he paused at the bottom of her back, lovingly rubbing her as they stared deep into each other’s eyes. Matilda felt as though she was in a dream as she too moved her hands, exploring Cooper’s powerfully built frame, moving from his sides until she finally allowed them to come to rest around his neck. After what felt like an eternity, the professor advanced forwards with his lips, gently pressing them to his student’s. She did not return the kiss for a few moments, as she stood paralyzed with shock. Cooper’s soft lips then began to playfully nip at her bottom lip, almost prying it open as he sought entry.
Eventually, Matilda returned from her trance and gave in to the professor, opening her mouth as his tongue invaded her mouth in a way that she had never felt before. His tongue ravaged her mouth as she recoiled in shock, only to have her mouth forced back to his, his hand passionately gripping the back of her head and pulling her close. Within seconds she began to adjust and returned his tongue work with some of her own, surprising the professor with the intensity of her work. He lowered his hand from the back of her head down past her neck until he reached the top of her dress. He expertly reached for the zip and slowly began to lower it, exposing the soft sallow skin of her back. The dress flopped open on both sides as she instinctively snapped her two hands to her breasts, maintaining her modesty as she broke the tingling kiss.
Cooper reached out his hands and cupped hers in them. He inched them away from her breasts as her flowing black dress collapsed to the floor, leaving her exposed, wearing just her matching red bra and panties. A grin spread across his face as Matilda timidly looked up towards him.
“I’m sorry, I’m sure you have plenty of revision to be working on for tomorrow’s exam.” He said as he walked back over to her and lifted her dress back up from the ground. He rolled it up over her delicate shoulders and carefully raised the zip to its rear until it clipped into place at its peak. He walked back to his desk and took the brown envelope from it, smoothing it out with his hands.
“I think you’ll be needing this. But just to be sure you’ll be ready for the exam, I’d suggest you meet me in our usual seminar room in the morning at 9am. We might have a crash course?”
“Yes Sir, thank you for being so understanding with me.”
With that, Matilda walked out of the office, clutching the brown envelope tight to her chest.
***
Matilda thumped her pen furiously against the yellow pad. The acquired sheets lay sprawled out around her at her desk as the clock crept past three in the morning. She had been sitting here for over two hours now and nothing was being transferred into her head. She had only one thing on her mind and it certainly wasn’t her final exam the following afternoon.
She flicked a drop of sweat from her brow as she pushed her chair backwards with the force from he
r legs and stood up, moving across her room and turning the radiator off. She stood there for a second with her hands on her hips, wearing a grey branded university sweatshirt and a matching pair of tiny wool shorts. Her legs glistened as she returned to her desk for one final shot at fulfilment.
She planted her elbows on the table and cupped her head in her hands as she furrowed her manicured eyebrows in determined concentration. She lifted her pen again and began frantically re-scribing the manufactured answers she had prepared to each question as she tried to embed them into her brain. But, no matter how hard she tried to concentrate on the exam, she could not get the flashing images of Professor Cooper out of her mind. She thought long and hard about why he did not just take her there and then in his office when there was nobody around? Why did he hand her the exam to leave with and would he end up reporting her at the end of all this anyway? Surely he couldn’t now though after the manner in which he acted on the premises of the university with a student approximately twenty years his junior?
Finally, she plunged her pen into the yellow paper, the final full stop of her years of revision. She tidied away all of her work and proceeded to gather everything that she would need for the exam the following day. She set her alarm for two hours prior to the agreed time to meet Professor Cooper and proceeded to lie awake on her back all night, starting at her white ceiling.
***
Three young men sat in the front row of the seminar room and did not budge as Matilda’s flawless high heels rattled down the tiled steps of the tiered room. Professor Cooper sat casually behind a desk in the open space at the front of the room, smiling at her as she made her way gracefully towards him. When she reached the top of the room, he stood up mannerly and allowed her to assume his place, staring at the three handsome young men, all of whom she recognized as being in her course.
Cooper made his way up the steps that Matilda had descended from, right to the back of the room, where he locked the double doors sharply. Matilda squinted up towards him, the blinding light reflecting around the sterile, whitewashed room hindering her line of vision. He walked back down again, maintaining his impish grin, all the while maintaining eye contact with his young student. He walked around behind her chair and gently placed one hand on each of her shoulders.
“Well then, let’s get you up to speed on our little situation. Before you are three of your classmates from the previous number of years. Last night, I had the unenviable job of letting them in on our little secret, as I didn’t believe it to be fair that one student could see the exam, while the rest were forced into it blind.”
Matilda rolled her head around to the left, looking up at Cooper, her face a mixture of shame and fear. He paused for a moment before looking down at her and smiling.
“I’m so sorry. I just don’t know what came over me. Is there anything that can be done? A new test, anything?”
“Oh let’s not worry about a new test at all. The easiest thing for me to do would be to simply report you to the powers that be and deliver this exam to the honest students. But that in itself brings its own pressures, paperwork to fill out and what not. I just don’t need it. So the boys and I have an alternative suggestion.” Cooper smiled as he began undoing the beautifully knitted burgundy scarf that hung perfectly around the young woman’s neck. Instantly, Matilda knew the direction that this was going, she had played multiple scenarios over and over in her head and came to the conclusion that this actually wouldn’t be the worst one. In fact, a part of her was hoping it would come to this. She had never pictured three of her classmates in front of her while she was being degraded however.
The three young men leaned in as Matilda began to assist Professor Cooper. She slowly and seductively began unbuttoning her blouse from the bottom up as Cooper spread it on either side as the buttons popped loose. Slowly, the three students leaned forwards even closer to the chair where Matilda was sitting, as the professor revealed her gloriously flat and toned stomach. The buttons continued to fly open until Cooper was able to remove the blouse from her tender arms before he flung it to one side, where it landed in a heap on the floor. After years of craving the attention of all the men on campus, Matilda had to pinch herself to ensure that what was happening was in fact a reality.
Cooper motioned her to sit on the desk, which she did, crossing her legs from right over left, to left over right, affording the three college studs a sneak peak at her red panties, perfectly matching her red bra. He proceeded to direct the student sitting closest to the aisle of the seminar room, to join him on the mini platform. The other two students reclined back in their seats, patiently awaiting the show that was about to unfold before their eyes. Without needing any direction, the experienced student walked straight up to the desk where Matilda casually sat and used both hands to spread her legs wide. He grabbed her flimsy skirt with both hands, pulling it quickly down her luscious legs, and ripping it over her high heels. Once fully removed, he hurled the black material back into his on looking crowd who finally produced their first sound of the morning, an ironic cheer.
Matilda sat exposed on the desk as Cooper began to gently message her shoulders and neck from behind, causing her head to roll with pleasure.
“Climb up Greg, it’s time to get this class back on a level playing field. That right Matilda?”
Matilda bit her bottom lip and nodded enthusiastically as she watched the stud named Greg climb onto the desk, moving his body up between her legs. He pushed her body flat down on the table as Professor Cooper took a step back and walked down to where the other two students were sitting. Greg grabbed her roughly by the wrists and pinned them behind her head as he removed his white tee shirt, grabbing it from the bottom and crossing his arms over his head as he flung it off, exposing his flaring abs and oblique muscles.
As Greg began to unbutton his pants, Cooper whispered into the ear of the next student in line, who confidently strode up to the platform, removing his shirt as he moved. Matilda turned her head to the right to observe him as he advanced, noticing the momentous bulge in his pants. By the time she turned her head back to the activity in front of her, Greg had already stripped himself completely naked. She stared in awe as his bulging cock stood straight up and he grabbed her g string on both sides, tearing it from her body.
“Woah man, you don’t hang about do you?” the second student joked as he dropped his pants to the ground behind the desk, revealing a glistening body, covered with just a pair of red and black boxer briefs.
“I’ll tag you in soon Josh, don’t worry”, he smirked back as he plunged his cock deep into Matilda, allowing the virgin no time to adjust as her body writhed in agony on the table, her back arching and her hands gripping the table, trying to pull herself away from the stud. Immediately, Josh climbed up onto the table, straddling her forehead as he gripped her shoulders and kept them firmly rooted to the desk top.
Greg wasted no time as he pushed deep into Matilda, removing his cock right to the tip before plunging it back in until he heard his balls slap against her. Cooper gave the signal to the final student to approach the desk as Greg continued his vicious rhythm, thrusting in and out of the virgin, as she gradually began to adjust to her “punishment.”
“That’s it boys”, Cooper shouted as he clapped his hands together, signaling his approval, “let’s remember that everyone is equal in this course, isn’t that right Matilda?”
Matilda panted heavily as Greg continued his unrelenting pummeling.
“I said, isn’t that right Matilda?!” This time he shouted louder, moving out of his seat and standing slightly to the right so that he could create eye contact with the violated woman, who stared back at him as though she was becoming unaware of her surroundings.
“Yes Professor!” she called out as the final student, Ryan, made his way up to the desk. While Greg was continuing his long, powerful thrusts, Josh slipped his boxers off and moved from straddling Matilda’s forehead and holding her shoulders down, to straddling her upper
chest. He played with her huge breasts as Matilda rolled her eyes to see Ryan casually stripping behind her. Josh shifted his body further up Matilda’s until his balls came to rest on her chin. He slapped his long, thick shaft against her cheeks, waiting for Ryan to be ready to join in the action. Matilda was finally beginning to adjust to the invasion of Greg’s cock in her dripping wet pussy as she arched her neck away from Josh’s oversized cock.
With Ryan stripped naked, he stood behind Matilda and grabbed the back of her head, forcing it back towards Josh’s cock. He slapped his shaft against her lips several times, until she eventually opened it and enveloped his cock with her lips. Josh pushed it gently in until it was about half way in and stationed just before her throat. Ryan began to rhythmically feed Matilda the stud’s massive cock like this, allowing her time to adjust to its size and girth while Greg increased the pace and power of his pounding, coming ever closer to climaxing in the young virgin.
Greg lifted both of Matilda’s legs and positioned them on top of his shoulders, lifting himself off the desk, supporting his own body weight, as well as some of Matilda’s with his powerful arms as he changed his angle of approach. With a mouth full of Josh’s cock, Matilda’s eyes rolled uncontrollably in her head again as Greg pounded against her clit with unnerving accuracy. Within seconds, this new position caused Matilda to buck and writhe in the most dramatic orgasm she had ever experienced. Josh turned his head to view the work of his buddy and laughed as sweat dripped from Greg’s brow, approaching a climax himself.
He thrusted into the woman with long, fast movements of his hips, as her soft, sallow legs wrapped around his neck, pulling him in ever closer as Matilda’s body began to weaken under the intensity of her orgasm. After maintaining another ten long, powerful thrusts, Greg pulled out and fired streams of hot semen which landed in huge clumps all over Matilda’s perfectly flat and toned stomach. Sweat glistened on his own perfectly sculpted body as his huge chest worked in and out as he attempted to regain as much oxygen to his lungs as he possibly could, following the manic intensity of his pounding.