Professor

by Madison Faye

  “Jesus, Ellie,” I growl. I’m moving forward then, drawn to her, and confident that nothing in the fucking world could stop me now. My hands slide up from the wood of the ladder to her legs, and I feel her shiver at the contact of my hands across her soft warm skin.

  I’m moving closer still, my mouth inches from her thigh and my breath hot across her skin when she moans.

  And there goes the last shred of my restraint. My hands slide right put her thighs, my fingers hooking into her panties. She whimpers then, her breath coming quick as I start to pull them down over her hips. I slip them down until the soft, pink, wet lips of her perfect, barely legal pussy is revealed to me, and I growl.

  Holy fuck yes.

  Ellie cries out my mouth slips against her pussy. Her whole body shakes like she’s been shocked, almost falling off the ladder as her hands go to my hair and grip me tight. She tastes like sweet honey, and I groan as I bury my tongue deep in her slit as I drag her panties the rest of the way down her legs.

  “Ohmygod! Ohmygod! Ohmygod!”

  She’s whimpering and gasping, her hips bucking against my mouth as I lick her. My grands slide put to grab her ass, holding her to my mouth as I let my tongue curl over her clit. I reach down with one of my hands and yank my zipper down and pull my cock out, and then I’m grunting into her sweet young pussy as I stroke myself.

  “It’s so good!” She moans as her body quivers beneath me, and I can taste more of her wetness pour over my tongue.

  “Oh my God, Professor! Professor Martin! I- I think I’m-”

  My tongue dances across her clit, and suddenly her whole body goes rigid before she suddenly screams and bucks her hips hard against my mouth.

  I grab her as she stats to collapse on the ladder, catching her in my arms and bring her down and against me as she whimpers and gasps.

  “Oh my God, so, so good…” she mumbles into my chest.

  She gasps as I pick her up, her legs wrapping instinctively around my waist and a moan falling from her lips as I run my mouth across her neck. I’m spinning us around then, and sitting her down on the edge of my desk.

  And then I’m kissing her, hard, and I know she can taste herself on my lips, but I don’t care, and if she does, she sure as shit doesn’t act like it. She’s moaning and clawing at my shirt as I reach down to the edge of her sweater and start to push it up her chest. Her full, ripe young breasts are soft and warm in my hands, and I growl as I realize she’s not even wearing a bra under it.

  She pulls away from my hungry kiss to let me pull the sweater over her head, slipping it over her gingery-blonde hair and tossing it aside, before I let my eyes feast on her.

  Jesus fucking Christ.

  She’s perfect. She’s only eighteen years old, and half my fucking age, and so fucking off-limits, but she’s perfect. She half-strewn across my desk, her breast high and firm on her chest, the light pink nipples hard in mouth-watering little points. Her skirt is pushed up around her waist, and with her legs slightly spread, I can see the pink wetness of her tight little pussy.

  Off-limits my ass, I’m going to make this girl mine.

  She’s moaning as I kiss her, my fingers sliding over her pussy as I drop my jeans and my briefs and step out of them. I shrug my shirt off, and she’s cooing as she runs her hands over my skin and my tattoos and my muscles as I move against her.

  “Please, Professor,” she gasps into my mouth as my hand slides up into her hair. “I want you to! I want you to have me.”

  And its music to my fucking ears.

  I growl into her mouth as I slide the throbbing head of my cock against her dewy wet lips. She feels like hot silk, and I can feel her wetness drip down my cock as I start to push the head inside.

  Suddenly, she’s tensing up, and she pulls away from me to bite her lip and furrow her brow.

  I stop, and frown. “You okay, honey?” I peer into her wincing face. “Look, we don’t-“

  And then I get it. It’s that look in her eye that suddenly floors me.

  She’s never done this before.

  Holy shit.

  I start to shake my head and pull away, but she wraps her legs around me, holding me close. “Wait, no! No, I want you to!”

  “Ellie, Jesus, are you-”

  She nods her head and I swear.

  “No, really! I want it to be you, Professor!”

  God help me, my cock twitches when she calls me that. I’m still pressed right up against her, her lips slightly parted around just the head of my cock like two wet petals, and I groan as I feel her muscles there flutter against my cock.

  “Ellie, I can’t be your first, honey.”

  “You can, Professor Martin.” Her eyes are wide and her face is flushed pink as she holds me against her like that and look pleadingly into my eyes. “You’re not like the other boys at school here, and I always wanted it to be with a man, like you. I don’t want my first time to be drunk at some frat party.”

  The idea of some little frat shitbag touching this girl has me seeing red for a second, and the caveman inside of me screams mine.

  The rational part of me wants to resists and say this is wrong, and that we should stop. But it’s the other part of me that already knows what I’m going to do. It’s the primal, animal side of me that wants to claim this girl in every conceivable way. It’s the side of me that wants to make her mine, make her come, and make her scream my name as I fill her fertile young body with my seed.

  Ellie takes my hands and slides them across her full, soft tits, and I groan as I feel her rock her hips forward, slipping another quarter inch of my cock head inside of her and making her whimper. “Please, Professor?” Her tongue darts out across her lips. “Fuck me with that big cock.”

  Yeah, take a guess which side wins.

  She moans as I grab her face in my hands and kiss her fiercely, bruising her lips with mine. “This is only gonna hurt for a second, baby,” I growl as I start to easy my cock forward. She winces, and then cries out as I start to sink inside. But then suddenly, I just start to slip right inside, and we’re both clutching at each other and moaning as I drive every single thick inch of my cock inside her virgin pussy.

  “Oh my GOD!” She moans, tossing her head back and clawing at my chest. “Oh my God it’s so big!”

  I let her get used to the size for a second, feeling her impossibly tight young pussy gripping and rippling around my thick shaft. I start to slide out, and her eyes dart up to mine like she’s worried I’m stopping. But then I drive in again, rocking all the way back inside until my balls are resting on her ass, and she moans as her breath catches in her throat.

  And then I start to fuck her.

  She eases back across my desk as I spread her legs wide and start to pump my cock in and out of that wet little slit. She’s moaning and writhing, and arching her back off the desk as I hold her hips and drive into her again and again.

  Her flawless, tight young eighteen year old body fits me like a fucking glove, like her pussy was made for my dick. I slide a hand up to cup and squeeze her gravity-defying tits, bouncing high on her chest as I fuck her with deep, even strokes. Her ginger hair fans out around her head, and her eyes are squeezed shut in exactas as she clutches at papers on my desk, sending books and reports scattering across the floor.

  “Fuck me, Professor Martin!” She moans, her hands coming to her breasts and pinching her nipples as she gasps and looks up at me. “Show me how a man fucks!”

  It’s like a dare, and I growl as I grab her by the hips and just start to pound into her. She starts to gasp and moan beneath me, ‘yes, yes yes’ babbling from her lips as I bury my thick cock in her again and again. And for a second, I’m aware that I’m not even wearing a condom, but I also just don’t fucking care.

  I want to fill her up. I want to unload every drop of my cum inside her fertile young body. Fuck it, I want to make her belly swollen with my child.

  The very idea of knocking her up like this has my cock throbbing even bi
gger inside her silky wet pussy, and I know it’s not going to be long before I explode.

  She’s so wet and so fucking tight around me. She’s arching and bucking again me, moaning and pulling at her nipples as papers going flying from the desk. Hell, the desk itself starts squeaking against the floor as I pound into her over and over again.

  “Oh God, I’m going to come! I’m going to come! Make me come, Professor! Make-!”

  Her mouth opens in this silent scream, and then I can feel her already impossibly tight pussy clenching my cock like a velvet vice as she starts to climax. And it’s the reality of my sweet, innocent, straight-A bookworm of a barely legal student is coming with my cock balls deep inside her that pushes me over the edge.

  I roar as push as deep as I can and just explode inside of her; bare and totally unprotected. I’m shooting rope after thick rope of cum deep inside her, filling her up so much that it starts to leak out as I pump one more spurt inside of her.

  I’m seeing double as I come to a halt and gasp for air.

  Holy fuck.

  Ellie is panting, her big soft tits heaving on her chest and her face red and flushed. Slowly, she raises herself off the desk and grins this huge, adorable smile at me as her eyes flash.

  “That was wonderful,” She whispers before I press my lips to hers and kiss her slow and deep.

  I slowly ease out of her, groaning first at the feeling of my cock leaving the confines of that perfect, slick pussy and then at the site of my pearly white cum trickling out of her. I raise my eyes to her and she’s grinning, and practically glowing as she lays there propped up on her elbows catching her breath.

  Damn this girl looks good after she’s been fucked.

  “Thank you,” She whispers.

  She giggles as I snatch her panties off the floor and use them to gently clean her up before pulling my pants back on.

  “Professor?”

  We both whirl at the knock on the door, her jaw dropping and her eyes going wide before she snaps back to me, her face white.

  “Quick!” I hiss, slipping my shirt back over my head and kicking the papers strewn across the floor under the desk.

  “Professor Martin? A word?”

  Fuck me, it’s Susan, the department head.

  “Just a minute!” I say, trying to keep my voice even.

  Ellie yanks her sweater on and hastily pushes her hair back from her face. “How do I look?”

  Yeah, she definitely looks like she just got fucked.

  I only give her a quick, searing kiss though as I nod. “Good enough for me to take again right fucking now.” She blushes and I push a strand of hair behind her ear. “Ready?”

  She grins and nods, her eyes wild and her face still flushed and glowing.

  I open the door to Susan, the department head, who looks startled when she sees Ellie over my shoulder. She clears her throat. “Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t realize you were in office hours.”

  I smile pleasantly at her, trying not to think about the fact that I can still taste Ellie’s pussy on my tongue. “Oh, I work late,” I say, giving her my most charming smile. “So, anything else Ms. Thompson?”

  Ellie bites her lip and shakes her head as she moves past Susan and I. “No, thank you Professor.”

  Susan’s smiling at me in way that says she clearly doesn’t know I just deflowered this particular student across my desk. The pleasant look in her eyes says she has no idea I was just balls deep inside the girl standing before her, filling her up with every drop of my cum that’s probably still dripping down her legs.

  Ellie turns as she moves past Susan and arches a brow at me. “I think I understand how it all works now, Professor Martin.”

  Susan is still facing me, so she doesn’t see the downright wicked glint in Ellie’s eyes as she winks at me and blows me a quick kiss before slipping down the hallway.

  Chapter 10

  Ellie

  I’m glowing later, as I walk slowly and aimlessly through the darkened campus back towards my dorm. I feel silly, and alive, and positively scandalous, like I’ve got this wicked little secret that only I know. I pass by other students, and grin to myself as I hug my books tightly to my chest, knowing that they have no idea that the girl walking past them just lost her virginity not thirty minutes before.

  Lost her virginity in spectacular fashion, at the hands of her much older, hunky Professor.

  On his desk.

  The thought has me blushing as the thrill of what just happened rushes through my young body. It’s surreal, and perfect. It’s also naughty, and dirty, and so off-limits, but that’s what makes it even hotter.

  God his mouth, that cock.

  It’s all I can think about as I shower later, letting my hands wander across my still tingling body and letting them explore the places he touched. I moan softly as my fingers slip inside my pussy and I squeeze my thighs together, imagining I’m keeping his cum deep inside of me.

  And all I can think is how much I want it again.

  I want all of it all over again.

  *****

  “Okay, what’s your deal?”

  It’s raining the next day; one day into my new status as a non-virgin.

  “Hmm?” I glance up to my roommate Ally, only then blushing as I realize I was totally just staring at the wall with a big dopey smile at my face instead of the book in my hands.

  Ally grins conspiratorially at me at me from her bed, arching her brow at me. “You’re all freaking glowy today, and I know it’s not cause you got laid.”

  I blush as I roll my eyes at her. “Well what is that supposed to mean?”

  “It means you’re Ellie, my wonderful and yet eternally virgin roommate.” Suddenly her eyes widen as she sees the blush on my face. “Oh my God.”

  “What?” I say quickly.

  “Did- no.” She peers at me for another second before her jaw drops. “Holy shit!”

  “What?”

  “You did get laid!”

  I quickly look down at the book in my hands, my hair cascading around my face as if somehow trying to hide the flush of being caught on my face. “I- I don’t know what you’re-”

  “Ellie!” Ally squeals. “Holy shit!” She suddenly wrinkles her face. “Ted?”

  I make a face. “God no.”

  “Oh thank God,” she says with a laugh. “I’d have killed both of us if you’d waited all this time to lose it to that loser.” She narrows her eyes at me. “So, who?”

  “No one,” I say quickly.

  “Immaculate loss of virginity huh? That’s a new one.”

  I blush. “No, he’s just…”

  He’s just twice my age, and my college english professor, and we could both get in serious trouble for this.

  “Was it good?”

  “YES.” I blush immediately at the force in which I say it, but Ally only devolves into giggles.

  “Hey! Don’t get all embarrassed! That’s awesome!” She raises a brow at me again. “So why the secrecy?”

  She’s like a bloodhound with this thing.