Meeting My Professor To Discuss My Grade

Professor

My Professor wrote on my exam, “See Me during office hours,” instead of giving me a grade.

“I’ll just bring out my exam booklet in a second, Professor,” I said. I took a long pause fumbling through my things, allowing more time for him to stare at my short skirt and my inviting sexy long legs. When I turned around to see him, his face was flushed and sweating. Professor Danny was anxiously grabbing his pen waiting for me to sit down in the chair.
I began turning the pages of my exam booklet. My Professor interrupted. I looked up at his face. “I’m sorry Emma,” he said, “but the truth is, I gave you that note so that I might have a chance to speak to you in private. I wanted you to seek me out here, in my office,” he said, Looking into his eyes I felt my legs becoming weak. My eyes gleamed with questions, “What is the matter with my exam?” As he looked deep into my eyes, I felt my nipples perk up with a different kind of excitement. “
My Professor stared at his hands, acting so nervous. “I’ve always liked you, Emma. But I just didn’t know how this might turn out,” my professor was fumbling for words, “but I would really like –”  I cut off his words. I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him. His speech was cut short by my sexy mouth. I kissed him, lightly and gently, then soon we were both ravaging each other’s mouths. I jumped onto my Professor’s lap, turning his swivel chair so that we had enough space. Running my fingers through his hair and grinding in his lap, I could feel his desire for me growing. I felt his stubbles on his face brushing the side of my cheek.

All of this turned me on with burning flames of passion for my Professor.

His hands were quick, and soon they were inside my bras, cupping each breast. I helped him pull off my blouse so that he could bury his mouth face into my perky breasts. I moaned, feeling the pleasure and ecstasy leaving my body. My Professor was so busy kissing and devouring my breasts. When I couldn’t bear it anymore, I climbed down from his lap and started to fumble his pants. He helped me unbutton and unzip his pants, and soon his gigantic cock with thick veins was inches away from my face.
Your Sexy Coed,
Emma
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