The Professor's Office Hour
I stayed after class with a skirt hiked and no panties under, "asking about my grade." He looked at my thighs and sighed. "Aden, close the door." I did — then bent over his desk so he'd see I wasn't wearing anything. "Is this how you negotiate grades?" he said, already hard. "Only with the ones I want," I whispered.
He bent me over the syllabus, yanked my top down, and fucked me against the desk while I moaned into his shoulder. "Good girl," he kept saying, and I loved it — the forbidden, the power, the way his cock stretched my young pussy in a room full of other students' papers.
Wanna be the one I'm thinking about in class?
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He came on my ass and made me stay bent while he graded my paper — A, obviously. I walked out dripping, skirt still hiked, grinning at the TA in the hall. More of my stories here →
I'm so horny right now just remembering his desk — wish it was you.
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