The Bad Student

Damn, why does he always look so good I thought to myself. Professor Michaelson always looks incredible. He dressed semi casually. Generally, a button-down shirt and tight pants that suited him well. He wasn't your every day math professor. He didn't look nerdy or anything just like a guy well above average in looks. Luckily, he is my math professor though. The first day when he walked into the lecture from day one, I knew one thing. I wanted him. The semester is a month in and I'd like to think I've made an impression on him.

I normally sit up front and wear something very low cut. Today he handed back our exams from the previous class. My grade was an A. At the end of the exam it said "See me." This is what I wanted. Time to be alone with him.

We went over the test and began the next chapter. I didn't really care about the class or what was happening. I just wanted it to end. Finally, the class ended. Everyone packed their bags few people stayed a few mins after as well I made sure to be last.

"Professor you wanted to see me?" I said. It was just me and him in the room.

"Yes. What are you doing?"

"What do you mean?" I said. Twirling my hair. We both knew what I was doing.

"The low-cut shirts. Twirling your hair. You're not dumb you scored well on the exam." He said. He was becoming annoyed.

I walked closer to his desk and sat down. "What do you think I'm doing?" I said

"Making a mistake that can get yourself in trouble. This is serious." He seemed concerned.

"I don't see how that is anyone's business. Don't you find me attractive? Because I've wanted you since the first day of class." I said getting out of the chair walking closer to him.

He stood up and backed away slowly. "Melissa we can't do this."

I could tell he wanted to. "Why can't we? You're not married." He wasn't walking away from me anymore he stayed still. I grabbed his hands and put them on my waist.

"I like how your hands feel against me." His hands stayed there. I pulled at his shirt. "Sit down." I said. He was hesitating. "Let me take care of you." The feeling of his hands wasn't just lightly against me. They were firmly placed against me.

"He sat down on the chair I got on top of him and straddled him I pushed my hair out of my face and put my lips against his neck. "I can feel how hard you are." He wasn't nervous anymore his hands were placed on my ass. "Squeeze it professor." I kissed his neck as his fingers pressed against my ass.

"Close your eyes." I got off him and got on my knees. I unzipped his pants and pulled them off. His cock was hard and long. My tongue was now rolling around the tip of him. Soon my lips were around the tip. I took my time making my way down him. I didn't want to rush, I wanted to take it slow. His hand rested against the back of my head as I did. I bobbed up and down on his cock.

His cock was all I wanted. I kept sucking it. I forced myself to take all of his cock inside my mouth. The taste of him dripped down my throat was making me want him more. He was loving every bit of it.

I looked up and smiled at him drool dripped down my face. I stood up and took my leggings off. "Like my panties professor?" I turned around so he could see front and back. They were pink. His hands were on my ass. He slid my panties aside.

His hands were on hips yet again. I sat on his lap and began to ride his hard cock. He reached up my shirt and grabbed my chest. "Squeeze harder professor." I moaned. I felt his hands move towards my nipple and he pinched them. "Fuck yes! Just like that." My nails dug deep into his shoulders. The way he groaned when he did drove me wild. I didn't think I could feel anymore turned on .

He moved his hands down my body on to my hips. Slowly he stood up placing me onto his desk. I arched my legs when he let go of me. The desk felt cold against my back. His warm body was against my mine. He began kissing my neck. As he kissed my neck, I felt his breath on me. He was speeding up. His kisses were becoming more like nips. I grabbed his back clawing as he slammed his body into me. He pushed into me slower but it was harder, deeper. "Yes, just like that." I said in between breaths. My hands were in his hair as he pushed deeper and deeper into me.

He got off me and grabbed my hips pulling me off the desk. Turning me around I leaned my body against the desk. I felt a stinging sensation on my ass as he spanked me. I held on to the desk as he pushed his body into me. It wasn't like before it was no longer slow. It was faster I felt my body shaking. I felt his hand in my hair. He pulled it hard as his cock was deep inside me. It felt so good my body continued to shake.

My moans became louder. As they did, his hand covered my mouth. He leaned in "Not so loud." He said into my ear. He continued fucking me hand covering my mouth. The only sound heard was my muffled moans.

I noticed his groans were getting louder. He uncovered my mouth. He grabbed my ass and started slowing down. "Cum inside me." I said. I knew he was close. I was almost there as well. It was going to happen any moment I could feel myself about to go over the edge. That was it that collision was it. It was incredible I never felt something this intense.

He also couldn't hold back any longer. His cock grew harder. I felt him cum inside me. It was warm, I could feel it inside me dripping down me. Both of us out of breath. I rolled over on to my back and sat up. He was there too out of breath. I looked at him. "How big of a mistake was this?" I said sarcastically.

"Hopefully there will more be more mistakes" he said.

I nodded "Yes there will be."