Lustful Affairs (Erotica)

He wants me. I just know it. He won’t initiate it but he wants me so bad. And I want him too. I moved my leg forward in an attempt to guide his hand further up my leg. He noticed this and kept his hand where it was, this time resting just before the hem of my skirt. I bit my lip as he started to gently move his hand on my leg, gently stroking, occasionally moving towards my inner thighs.

I couldn’t resist any longer. I put both feet on the couch and leaned back towards the arm rest. Ken got startled and looked at me. I bit my lip, looking back into his eyes, his intimidating gaze scaring me to death. I opened my legs to show him a clear view of my thong.

He sat there still for a moment. Then he got up and started walking towards the door. A sinking feeling overcame me. What the fuck was I doing? Did I misread his signals completely? Is he going to complain to the faculty about this? I’m half his age for God’s sake! What if he’s married, has kids? I fucked up. This is it. My parents are going to disown me when they find out.

But I didn’t misread his signals. When he got to the door, he locked it and walked back to the couch. I breathed a sigh of relief and put my hands on my clit. I moved my thong out of the way to give him a clear view of my tight little pussy. I put two fingers on my clit and started to rotate counterclockwise, letting out a tiny moan when I did so. Ken sat back, his gaze piercing my exposed pussy as he watched me pleasure myself in front of him.

I was getting wetter and wetter watching him. I was scared of him and wanted to do whatever I could to please and impress him. My clit started to squirt as jets of my pussy juice shot towards the couch and my leg. I saw a big tent in Ken’s pants, as he was gently stroking his bulge. I decided it was time to give him a hand. I got up and went on my knees in front of him as I started to unzip his pants. He didn’t stop me as he started to stroke my hair.

Then I saw it. His monstrous cock looking at me, glistening at the tip, veins pulsing as it called to me, beckoned me to come closer. It was by far the biggest and thickest cock I had ever seen in my life. I grabbed his dick with my hands and leaned my face closer as I gently licked the precum off, sliding my tongue into the hole it came out from. I wrapped my lips around it, taking it deep and warming it with the wet blanket that was my mouth. I moved my head up and down, slurping on his long pole, as his strong hands held my head.

I looked up at him and said, “Your cock’s so nice, Professor Miller. It’s so fucking big for my itty bitty mouth! I fucking love a nice cock in my mouth, sir!” I heard a slight moan escape his lips as he closed his eyes and rested his head back, taking in and enjoying every moment of the pleasure I was giving him. I could feel the years of stress leave his body as a result of my actions as I kept sucking and slurping, harder and faster.

“Do you want to fuck me, sir? Do you want to fuck my dirty little cunt? Do you want to fuck my slutty little pussy? DO YOU?”

He didn’t say anything. He just grabbed my hand and pulled me towards his desk. He picked me up and put me on the edge of the desk and then proceeded to pull my thong down. I opened my legs wide, the heat from my pussy radiating towards him. He pulled his pants all the way down and grabbed me by my naked back. I wrapped my legs around him as our lips met. He pulled my face close to his and buried his tongue in my mouth. Our mouths were wide open, wet with excitement as we exchanged animal like kisses

Then it happened. He stabbed my pussy with his devilish cock. My eyes went wide and my mouth opened but no sound came out. I was shocked at how big it was. My pussy could not take his length and his girth. Then, he pushed it deeper. All the way in. My mouth remained open as my nails dug deep into his back through his shirt. He took my bralette off to expose my tiny tits, pointing directly at him as if welcoming him to my body.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

He started to move his cock in and out of my pussy, slowly at first and harder after that. I started moaning. “OHHH YESS PROFESSOR… YESSS… DON’T STOP. PLEASE DON’T STOP.”

His thrusts got fiercer and more violent as his cock continued to rip through my tight pussy. He moved his hands up to my breasts, squeezing them hard and twisting and tugging at my tiny nipples, as if he wanted them to push milk out.

“FUCK ME, PROFESSOR MILLER. FUCK YOUR SLUT, SIR!” I moaned in a loud, innocent whisper. “I’m your favourite student, right? Tell me I’m your favourite student! Tell me, sir…”

“You’re my favourite student,” he replied through clenched teeth. He picked me up off of the desk and leaned me over, my creamy, meaty ass cheeks facing towards him. I spread my legs wide as he said, “Open wide.” He pushed his cock deep into my vagina again, as I dug my nails into the desk. This was the most pleasure I had ever felt. He was so aggressive and assertive with me. The thought of being with an older, sophisticated man that I was scared of elevated my pleasure as my professor continued to pound my soul out of me.

Ken slapped my ass with one hand while holding one of my breasts with the other, tugging and pulling at my nipples. I felt myself cumming as the pain laced pleasure swam through my body. I let out a scream as I felt my insides tightening, as he brought me to orgasm. Then it was his turn. His breathing got faster and he started roaring, softly at first, then louder and louder. He was close. I knew it.

“Inside me, sir. I want you to bust inside my milky pussy. Will you do that for me, sir? Pretty please???”

His roars got louder and his grasp on my nipple firmer. Then I felt it. The waves of his cum crashed against my insides as I felt his burning hot liquid coat the walls of my pussy. There was no end to it. He just kept cumming, his white liquid going deep into my pussy and into my womb. We stood still for a few moments. Then he pulled out, drops of his cum falling out, while the rest remained in, slowly oozing out as gravity did its work.

I turned around to face him as he said, “I have another appointment.”

“Oh… okay,” I said, confused and shocked.

I pulled my skirt down and put my top back on. I grabbed my thong off of the floor and started to put it on until he said, “No. Leave that here with me.” I handed him the thong and grabbed my bag as I started to walk towards the door, feeling the cum ooze out of my pussy and down my legs.

“Thanks for the coffee,” he said. I didn’t say anything and kept walking towards the door slowly, clenching my pussy lips with each step. “Nina,” he said. “Don’t bother studying for the exam. Focus on your other courses.”

I was confused in that moment. He had fucked me and given me something back in return. Like payment. Something that you would do to a whore. An exchange of goods and services for payment. One of the more simpler economics concepts that I clearly understood. I walked back to my dorm as my thoughts overcame me. I had cheated on my boyfriend. Granted, we hadn’t been dating long, but I still cheated. I got pounded by my professor, a man who was twice my age, and he repaid me by implying that he would give me a passing grade. I felt dirty and filthy and hated myself.

Weeks went by and I decided to focus on my other courses. When my marks came out, I learned I had passed everything. As expected, I got a passing grade in economics of 51 percent. I was happy with the results as I started to pack up my belongings, getting ready for the summer holidays.

But, I couldn’t get the professor out of my head. I wanted to see him one more time. I wanted to experience him again, feel him inside my mouth and my pussy. Nothing compared to him and it became a need for me. Despite everything and how bad I felt about giving my body up, I was craving him. And I had to see him. I walked over to his office to see if he was there. I knocked as I heard him say, “Come in.”

He looked at me and said, “Nina. You’re back? Is there a problem? You passed my course. What’s the issue?”

“I’m not here about the course,” I replied. “I wanted to… I wanted to see if you…”

I couldn’t finish my sentence, but I didn’t have to. “Lock the door,” he said. I did as I was told. “Come here,” he commanded. I walked over to him. He opened one of the drawers in his desk and asked me to look inside. I did and saw my neon pink thong in there. I looked back at him, confused. He said, “What colour are you wearing today? I want another one.”

I smiled and bit my lip as I felt my body get hot and my pussy wet with excitement. “Why don’t you find out, sir?” I said as I sat on his desk and opened my legs, begging him to fuck me one last time before the summer break.