massage her exposed breasts. The position of her bound hands above her head pulled them up, high and tight on her chest; her raspberry red nipples were taut under his palms. She bowed her head slightly and her cheeks pinked in response to his words. “Oh, are we shy now?” he joked before moving to take her breast into his mouth and sucking. At her answering moan, his pants tightened to an uncomfortable level. “I can’t wait to be inside you,” he told her as his fingers trailed lower, over her navel and down to the trimmed patch of blonde curls. “Fuck, you are soaked, baby,” he whispered, teasing her clit. “Hmmm, should I make you come this way first, Miss Carson? Or should I deny you that pleasure until I’m inside of you?”
“ I need you to fuck me, Professor,” she panted out. “I need your cock to be so far inside me that I can’t remember anything other than the fact that I’m yours, that I’ll always be yours. I want to come so that you can feel what you do to me all around your dick, then I want to lick you clean.”
Her words nearly had him coming in his pants, but he took a deep breath and started to disrobe in front of her. “Do you know how much I want you right now?” he asked, trying to tame his lust for her, even though his cock jumped at the sight of her bound before him. “You are already mine, this will just make it official,” he told her, lining himself up below her and lifting her legs around his waist. Slowly, he began to penetrate her moist heat…
FUCK! Professor Areleon shot forward in his king sized bed, the cool sheets pooled around his bare waist. He’d been dreaming about her every night since he’d agreed to tutor her, which wouldn’t be a problem if every single dream hadn’t been interrupted before he could slide into her body. Looking down, his cock was an angry red, straining for release from the extremely lifelike dream, but he refused to fuck himself to release. No, he wanted to save it all for his beautiful student.
Chapter 2
“Is it considered a cliché to want to bang the shit out of your Human Sexuality professor?” Sabrina Carson asked her roommate, Gina, the following Monday as she was getting ready for her tutoring session.
“Not when he looks like Professor Areleon. It’s like Ian Harding and Ian Somerhalder had a baby,” she sighed, a dreamy look in her eye. “It’s not fair to unleash all that hotness on the unsuspecting, horny college girl population like that. Besides, you’re over twenty-one, he cannot be a day over twenty-eight, if he weren’t your professor, he’d be in your dating pool. Hell, he could be in his thirties and he’d still tick every single box of what constitutes a quality lay.”
Sabrina pulled a pair of jeans from her closet and moved to put them on. “You can’t wear those,” Gina scoffed, yanking the jeans from her hands. “I will dis own you if you dress like a nun to this session, Sabrina.”
“Nuns don’t wear jeans, Gina,” she retorted.
“You know what I mean, don’t be obtuse,” her roommate said throwing two small pieces of clothing at her.
“I can’t wear these,” Sabrina shook her head, examining the tiny black pleated skirt and red halter top.
“Yes, you can, because if I can’t bang him, I’m going to live vicariously through you while you do,” Gina crossed her arms over her chest. “No panties under that skirt, hair down and your white cardigan undone over the shirt. Just a hint of sassy and sweet.”
“Kendra tried to seduce him last semester and he, not only, completely rejected her, he also failed her and got her put on academic probation!”
“That’s because Kendra was trying to talk him into changing her grade from a D to an A, Sabrina. Besides, you aren’t going to need to seduce him. He’s going to take one look at you in this outfit, you are going to strategically cross and uncross your legs in front of him, and he’s going to be buried so deep in your pussy
“ I need you to fuck me, Professor,” she panted out. “I need your cock to be so far inside me that I can’t remember anything other than the fact that I’m yours, that I’ll always be yours. I want to come so that you can feel what you do to me all around your dick, then I want to lick you clean.”
Her words nearly had him coming in his pants, but he took a deep breath and started to disrobe in front of her. “Do you know how much I want you right now?” he asked, trying to tame his lust for her, even though his cock jumped at the sight of her bound before him. “You are already mine, this will just make it official,” he told her, lining himself up below her and lifting her legs around his waist. Slowly, he began to penetrate her moist heat…
FUCK! Professor Areleon shot forward in his king sized bed, the cool sheets pooled around his bare waist. He’d been dreaming about her every night since he’d agreed to tutor her, which wouldn’t be a problem if every single dream hadn’t been interrupted before he could slide into her body. Looking down, his cock was an angry red, straining for release from the extremely lifelike dream, but he refused to fuck himself to release. No, he wanted to save it all for his beautiful student.
Chapter 2
“Is it considered a cliché to want to bang the shit out of your Human Sexuality professor?” Sabrina Carson asked her roommate, Gina, the following Monday as she was getting ready for her tutoring session.
“Not when he looks like Professor Areleon. It’s like Ian Harding and Ian Somerhalder had a baby,” she sighed, a dreamy look in her eye. “It’s not fair to unleash all that hotness on the unsuspecting, horny college girl population like that. Besides, you’re over twenty-one, he cannot be a day over twenty-eight, if he weren’t your professor, he’d be in your dating pool. Hell, he could be in his thirties and he’d still tick every single box of what constitutes a quality lay.”
Sabrina pulled a pair of jeans from her closet and moved to put them on. “You can’t wear those,” Gina scoffed, yanking the jeans from her hands. “I will dis own you if you dress like a nun to this session, Sabrina.”
“Nuns don’t wear jeans, Gina,” she retorted.
“You know what I mean, don’t be obtuse,” her roommate said throwing two small pieces of clothing at her.
“I can’t wear these,” Sabrina shook her head, examining the tiny black pleated skirt and red halter top.
“Yes, you can, because if I can’t bang him, I’m going to live vicariously through you while you do,” Gina crossed her arms over her chest. “No panties under that skirt, hair down and your white cardigan undone over the shirt. Just a hint of sassy and sweet.”
“Kendra tried to seduce him last semester and he, not only, completely rejected her, he also failed her and got her put on academic probation!”
“That’s because Kendra was trying to talk him into changing her grade from a D to an A, Sabrina. Besides, you aren’t going to need to seduce him. He’s going to take one look at you in this outfit, you are going to strategically cross and uncross your legs in front of him, and he’s going to be buried so deep in your pussy
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