MY TEACHER CAME INSIDE ME DURING AN EXAM

Title: “Professing Desire: My Professor Came Inside Me After An Exam”

I was an 18-year-old college freshman, eager to please my professors and excel academically. Little did I know, my insatiable thirst for knowledge would lead me down a path of forbidden desire with my handsome young professor, Dr.othy Gains.

It was a crisp autumn afternoon when I found myself in Dr. Gains’ office, seeking extra credit to boost my grade. As I entered, his eyes immediately fell upon my tightening blouse, which accentuated my budding breasts. I felt a spark of electricity shoot through my body as his gaze lingered.

“Miss Thompson,” he muttered, adjusting his glasses. “What brings you to my office today?”

I stammered nervously, “I… I was hoping to get some extra credit, Professor Gains. I want to do well in your class.”

Dr. Gains leaned back in his chair, studying me intently. “I think I might have a suitable assignment for you,” he said, a mischievous glint in his eye.

My heart raced as I reached for the door handle, glancing back at Dr. Gains one last time before leaving. His presence was intoxicating, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to our relationship than met the eye.

The following week, I walked into Dr. Gains’ classroom, my nerves on edge. The air crackled with sexual tension as I took my seat, unable to ignore the way my body reacted to his mere presence.

Dr. Gains began the class, but his eyes kept drifting to me, lingerng on my tight jeans and the way my blouse buttons strained against my growing breasts. I squirmed in my seat, feeling a dampness between my thighs.

As the class ended, Dr. Gains called me up to his desk. “Miss Thompson, stay after class. We need to discuss your extra credit assignment.”

I bit my lip, trying to hide my nervousness as the other students filed out of the room. Once we were alone, Dr. Gains locked the door and turned to face me.

“Miss Thompson,” he said, his voice low and husky, “I see the way you look at me. The desire in your eyes… I can’t ignore it anymore.”

I gasped, my heart pounding in my chest. “Professor Gains, I…” I began, but he cut me off with a searing kiss.

Our mouths crashed together, his tongue delving deep as he pulled me close. I melted into his embrace, my body molding against his firm muscles. His hands roamed my curves, squeezing my ass and kneading my breasts through my thin blouse.

We broke apart, panting heavily, and I watched in awe as Dr. Gains unzipped his pants, freeing his massive cock. It bobbed before me, thick and throbbing, the tip glistening with his arousal. I dropped to my knees, my mouth watering with anticipation.

“Show me how much you want that extra credit, Miss Thompson,” he growled, fisting his hand in my hair.

I wrapped my lips around his shaft, moaning as I tasted his salty musk. I sucked him in deep, my head bobbing up and down as I hollowed my cheeks. He grunted, his hips bucking forward, forcing himself even deeper down my tight throat.

“Fuck, your mouth is heaven,” he groaned, his head tipping back in ecstasy.

I pulled off with a gasp, strings of saliva connecting my lips to his pulsing cock. “Professor Gains, I need you inside me,” I whimpered. “Please, fill me up with your thick, hard cock.”

He smirked, his eyes dark with lust as he pushed me onto my back on his desk. He ripped my blouse open, revealing my heaving breasts in a lacy bra. With a flick of his fingers, my bra joined my blouse on the floor, and he dipped his head down to capture a stiff nipple between his teeth.

I cried out, my back arching off the desk as he teased and sucked at my sensitive peaks. His hands tugged at my jeans, peeling them down my thighs until I was bare before him.

Dr. Gains dipped a finger between my folds, groaning when he found me dripping wet and ready. “Fuck, Miss Thompson, you’re positively gushing for me,” he muttered, pumping two fingers in and out of my tight channel.

My hips bucked against his hand, chasing my pleasure as he curled his fingers just right. “Please, Professor,” I begged, “I need your cock.”

He chuckled darkly, pulling his hand away and bringing his fingers to his mouth. “You taste divine,” he murmured, sucking my juices off his skin.

In one swift motion, he grabbed my ankles and pushed my thighs apart, positioning his thick cock at my entrance. With a powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside my tight heat.

I screamed at the sudden fullness, my walls stretching to accommodate his impressive girth. He began to move, his hips pistoning in and out as he fucked me with abandon on his desk. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with our moans and cries of ecstasy.

“Take it, Miss Thompson,” he growled, pounding into me harder and faster, chasing his impending release. “Take every inch of my cock.”

I clung to him, my nails digging into his back as I urged him on. “Yes, Professor,” I whimpered. “Don’t stop, I’m so close.”

His thumb found my clit, rubbing firm circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves. I shattered, my orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave. My pussy clenched down on his cock, milking him for all he was worth.

With a guttural moan, Dr. Gains hilted himself and released deep inside me, his hot seed painting my insides. I felt it Flood my channel, his cum mixing with my own arousal as he collapsed on top of me, both of us panting heavily.

As we lay there, basking in the afterglow, Dr. Gains reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a test. “Welcome to the real world, Miss Thompson,” he said with a smirk, handing it to me.

I giggled, reading the title out loud. “Tentative H virtues?”

He chuckled, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “I think you’ve learned your lesson well. Consider your extra credit assignment… complete.”

I smiled up at him, my heart fluttering. “I think I could learn a lot more in your office, Professor Gains.”

He grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “I have a feeling you will, Miss Thompson. I have a feeling you will.”