CHAPTER I: "Teach me how to love, Professor.."

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[ JOTA PE'S POINT OF VIEW ] 

Ever since I was a child, I had what I called a "life plan". It contained up to one hundred years of an efficient plan that ensures lifetime success. Not once have I strayed from this plan, that was, until, I met.. them.. 

[ TEN HOURS EARLIER ] 

Ah.. Finally. The beginning of the school year arises, which means a new beginning at Northeastern! I observe those around me, 

Such senile, pitiful creatures. I snort to myself, pushing up my glasses in sync. 

I strut to my first class, biology. I arrive at the doorframe, scanning the faces of my classmates. I take a seat at the front of the class, resting my twerker on the frigid surface of the chair.
           
"Good evening class! I am your biology I professor. Don't be too formal with me, call me Tartaglia." He expressed, winking confidently in my direction.                                                

I scoffed, questioning how a teacher could display such inappropriate mannerism to students. To my surprise, the remaining students were star-struck at Tartaglia. I will admit, he was a little a-attractive.. and he MAY have made my inside tingle with desire.. B-but.. that was it! It wasn't much more than a small.. longing.. 

The class continued, yet Tartaglia only seemed to look in my direction. My face unable to hide its wave of rosy diffidence. After the agonizing hour of his stern gaze, class concluded, and I hastily packed up my supplies. 

Before I could finish packing up my things, Tartaglia shouted, "Jota Pe, was it? Stay for a few minutes after class..."                           

I nodded my head in compliance, I could not disobey an authoritative figure.. Especially one so... so.. tempting.. The classroom cleared out and I approached him, holding my breath in anticipation. 

"You did well in class today. I saw your grade reports, you are an excellent student.. You see, I may be a biology professor, but my understanding of anatomy has been lackluster. I want to do research, and, I want to do it with you." He smirked, remaining quiet for my response. 

"W-what would I have to do?" I replied. Surely he wasn't talking about what I thought...

"Give yourself to me." Tartaglia said, clenching his fists, while his johnson hardens in excitement.

"I-I can't! I vowed to stay celibate! I would only do that if.. if I loved you!" I shouted, tears welling in my eyes. I want him so bad.. I.. I just can't!

"Then I'll give you a crash course in love.." He responded. 

"A-a crash course?" I questioned.

"You heard me. Give me a week, you will love me by the end.." He stated.

"Professor.. Teach me how to love.." 

He then grabbed me by my waist and slammed me on to the desk. His turgid member revealing itself from the depths of his bright green soaken panties. 

"I'll teach you alright.." He retorted, pulling out a mechanical pencil sharpener that had been stowed away in his pocket. The device was coated in rust, a clear sign that he had done this before.

He then put his hardened cock in the machine and thoroughly sharpened it. His love peanut churned and molded itself into a triangle shaped figure.

"I will give you the roughest chance at pleasure you've ever experienced.." He snorted, his gaze piercing directly into my delicate, submissive soul.

His manhood grew larger and larger by the second. Before I knew it, he hastily grabbed his ever-expanding lotus root and thrusted it directly into my vocal canal, almost cutting me from the length and strength of it. 

"M-mmm!" I shouted, with his foreskin swimming deep into my mouth, tickling my tonsils. Even though I shouldn't have wanted it.. he turned me into something bad.. something... not normal. 

I liked the feeling of his sharpened dude piston scraping all sides of my petite mouth. After three seconds, he shouted, "Be a good boy and swallow for me.." 

Before I could react, pounds of his unsolicited baby milk ran down my throat. I licked my chops and took it like the naughty boy I am.

"A-ah.. This is the pleasure I've been looking for my entire life.." He expressed.

I began to feel up his shirt, now drenched in sweat and sticky sap. 

*KNOCK KNOCK*

"I'm coming in...!" 

[ THE END.. ]

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 27, 2023 ⏰

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