On the campus of UCB, Chanel enters the room for business class. She was the first one there which was perfect for her. She takes her seat in the back of the room away from everyone like she normally does. Once the room fills up, a door opens to show one of her reasons to take the course; Professor Green.
He was tall with a honey complexion and look to be in his 40s. He was dressed in a fitted smoke gray dress shirt, black slacks and dress shoes with briefcase in hand.
He set it on top of his desk before pulling a small remote out the side pocket like he does every day. He hits a button and the projector screen behind him lights up.
"Good Afternoon everyone. Let's keep this momentum going that we've had for the past week. There is a test coming up that you all next to be ready for. Let's get to work."
He flips the light switch off and begins. Chanel watches him intently as he moves around. Hand gestures are made as he speaks that catch her attention. He unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and began rolling them up. Chanel watches intently as his large hands move in a way she has enjoyed many times before. His exposed forearms showing tattoos that she wanted to see up close.
She looks around her to notice she was the only person in her row. Perfect. At first, she squeezed her thighs together to produce the pressure desired without making it noticeable. As the class progressed, she needed more stimulation. She pulled up her short dress to allow better access to her heated center. She remained focus on her target as her fingers worked over her love button. Her thoughts ran wild with the growing intensity until it came to an abrupt halt.
"Ms. Rush." Professor Green calls out to her from his desk.
"Yes, sir?"
"See me after class."
"Yes sir."
Later on once all the other students have left,
Chanel makes her way to the front of the room. Professor Green watches her as she gets closer. It seemed as time was in slow motion when she walked. He took in her appearance. Long black hair, minimal makeup and a short fitted white dress paired with white and pink sneakers. Her thick thighs were fully exposed as the hem of the dress stopped at the bottom of her booty. When she gets to the bottom of the stairs, she stands in front of Professor Green's desk."You wanted to see me, Sir?"
He rises and places his hands in his pockets.
"Do you know why I asked you to stay back?"
"No sir."
His eyes glance over her before speaking again. "You know it's inappropriate to please yourself in public especially while I'm teaching."
Her caramel complexion tints a deep shade of red. He circles around her a couple times before stopping behind her. Her short but thick frame was begging to be touched appropriately.
"Turn around." His smooth voice caught her by surprise with how close he was.
She slowly turns her body to face him and looks up. The intensity of his eyes increases her honey flow.
"Care to tell me what caught your interest, sweetie?"
As a reflex to the question, she bites her bottom lip to avoid answering.
"Oh don't even do that. Do I need to teach you a lesson?"
The lust growing between them is visible in their eye contact. She bites her lip again and without another word, he crashed his lips onto hers as he placed her on the edge of his desk. Their tongues collide as moans emerge from Chanel.
"Tell me something sweetie.." he pecks her soft lips once more.
"Who were you thinking about?" No response.
"Tell me." He runs his hands up her inner thighs to spread them apart until he meets her center. He rubs his thumb over the thin fabric covering her honeypot.
"Mmm, don't be shy. Tell me." He slides her panties to the side and runs his middle finger against her entrance before entering.
"You! Fuck!"
"Mmm. Me? Why is that?" The lust filled playfulness in his voice was making her wetter by the second.
He adds his index finger and thrusts deep into her before pulling them out. He sucks her juices off his index finger before putting his middle finger in her mouth. She hungrily sucks it clean before he removes it.
"You taste so good."
Without warning or breaking eye contact, he reaches under and pulls her panties off. He pushes up her dress and spreads her legs wide. He gets on his knees and licks his lips.
"Damn she pretty." He buries his face into her. Kissing and sucking along her delicate folds before plunging into her with his tongue.
"Mmm. Baby fuck!"
He brings her button into his mouth and gently sucks it while inserting his ring and middle fingers. Moans fill the room with every rhythmic pulse as her unraveling becomes closer.
"Yes baby. That's it. Cum for me." He thrusts faster into her center as her walls begin to tighten around him.
Within seconds, her nectar gushed and he catches it with his mouth. He swallows and raise to his feet with a satisfied gaze. Chanel meets that gaze but hers was intense with desire. She raked her eyes over his body but stops at the bulge in his dress pants.
She eagerly removes his belt and unbuttoned his pants. He watches her as the zipper comes down with the pants to follow. Her small hands reach for the waist band of his briefs. As her nails go in between the fabric and his warm skin, he speaks.
"I hope it's enough for you."
She pulls them down and shock comes over her. She looks into his face then back down. This had to be the prettiest and thickest she had ever seen. He was just as long and thicker than an air freshener bottle at full attention.
Professor G took in her expression before taking the lead. He leans over and kisses her deeply while positioning himself to enter her. He presses the tip in gently and Chanel moans loudly in his mouth. He holds her legs up to have better access. The more he enters, the tighter her walls grip him. Once he's all the way in, he breaks the kiss.
"Damn, she ain't playing."
He straightened out by leaning back a bit. He thrusts into her slowly to allow her to get used to his size. Chanel locks her legs around him in excitement. He increases his speed as the sounds of their skin colliding echo the empty room.
"Fuck! Daddy you're so big! Mmmm."
"That's it. Take it baby." He grunts.
The act of him grunting from her wetness, sparked something in Chanel. Her temperature rose as her hips buck into his strokes. The pleasure from the contact provided inaudible moans from both parties. The pressure between them builds as Chanel's grip combines with the swelling with his manhood becomes unbearable. A rush of juices flow from Chanel as the strokes quickly shorten to a sudden stop; his cum filling her.
They hold that position for a moment. Heavy breathing is heard as sweat glides down their bodies. A passionate kiss is exchanged.
"Now, what have you learned?"
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