Fucks Her Student 18+ For Advice

Title: “Defiling Linda: An Unorthodox Tutoring Session”

Stacey was a perky, petite 19-year-old university student who found herself struggling with her “Introduction to Economics” course. Usually a straight-A student, Stacey had been seduced by the allure of wild college parties and partying late into the night, leaving little time for studying or class attendance. With finals looming, Stacey found herself at the bottom of the class, teetering on the edge of academic probation.

That’s when Stacey decided to seek help from her statuesque, voluptuous Professor Linda Conners, a 38-year-old bombshell who was known campus-wide for her ample cleavage and tight-fitting pencil skirts. Linda was married, but rumors swirled of her dalliances with students and faculty alike. Stacey knew she was taking a risk, but her GPA wasn’t the only thing on the line – she needed this class to graduate on time and couldn’t afford to fail.

Stacey sauntered into Linda’s dimly lit office after hours, her short skirt and low-cut top practically begging for attention. “Professor Conners,” Stacey purred, “I was wondering if you could help me out with our upcoming economics exam?”

Linda leaned back in her leather chair, eyeing Stacey like a hungry lioness stalking a baby gazelle. “Of course, my dear,” Linda responded, her voice dripping with honey. “But I have high expectations for my students. And I want to see you put in the work.”

Stacey nodded eagerly, perching herself on the edge of Linda’s desk. Linda reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from Stacey’s face. “Not so fast,” Linda whispered, her lips barely an inch from Stacey’s ear. “I think we can incentiveivize your learning experience. Make it much more… interactive.”

Stacey’s heart began to race, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. She knew she was on the precipice of something dangerous, but she couldn’t turn back now. “I’m willing to try anything, Professor Conners,” Stacey breathed, her voice quivering.

Linda smirked, her hand trailing down Stacey’s thigh. “Good girl,” she purred. “Why don’t we start with a little… hands-on learning?”

Before Stacey could respond, Linda yanked her onto her lap, their lips crashing together in a heated, passionate kiss. Stacey moaned softly, her inexperienced hands fumbling with the buttons of Linda’s blouse. Linda pulled back, chuckling softly. “Patience, my dear,” she whispered. “Let me show you how it’s done.”

With a quick flick of her wrist, Linda had Stacey’s shirt unbuttoned, her perky breasts spilling out into the cool air of the office. Linda leaned forward, taking Stacey’s nipple into her mouth, suckling and nibbling until Stacey was writhing with pleasure. “Professor Conners!” Stacey gasped, her voice punctuated by a sharp moan.

Linda grinned, her hand sliding under Stacey’s skirt, pushing her panties aside. Stacey’s eyes fluttered shut as Linda’s fingers found her most sensitive spot, stroking and circling, building her pleasure to a crescendo. “That’s it, baby,” Linda cooed. “Lose yourself in the sensation. Let me make you feel good.”

Stacey couldn’t help but obey, her hips bucking against Linda’s hand as the waves of ecstasy washed over her. She came with a shuddering moan, her juices flooding Linda’s fingers. Linda withdrew her hand, licking her fingers clean with a satisfied grin.

“You’re a quick learner,” Linda purred, standing up and pushing Stacey down onto the desk. “But I think you need some in-depth lessons on supply and demand.”

Stacey watched with wide eyes as Linda shed her clothes, revealing a body that could make grown men weep. Her breasts were full and heavy, her hips wide and inviting, her ass firm and round. Linda crawled onto the desk, her body hovering over Stacey’s. “Let’s put those lips to good use,” she growled.

Stacey opened her mouth willingly, taking Linda’s clit between her lips and suckling softly. Linda shuddered, her juices dripping onto Stacey’s face. “That’s it, baby,” Linda moaned. “Suck on my clit like you’re sucking on a popsicle. Lick me until I come all over your pretty little face.”

Stacey’s tongue danced over Linda’s folds, between her lips and around her clit, teasing and tasting, building Linda’s pleasure to a frenzied peak. Linda came with a shuddering cry, her pussy flooding Stacey’s mouth with her sweet nectar. Stacey gulped it down greedily, reveling in the taste of her professor’s essence.

Linda collapsed onto the desk, panting softly. “I think you’ve earned an A in this class,” she laughed breathlessly. “But we’re not done yet. I want to feel that tight little pussy wrapped around my fingers.”

Stacey spread her legs eagerly, her pink folds glistening with need. Linda’s fingers plunged into Stacey’s depths, pumping in and out, thrusting deep and hitting all the right spots. Stacey’s hips bucked wildly, her moans growing louder and more desperate.

“Fuck me, Professor Conners!” Stacey cried, her pleasure cresting to new heights. “Make me come on your fingers!”

Linda obliged, pistoning her fingers in and out of Stacey’s pussy at a breakneck pace, her thumb circling Stacey’s clit. Stacey came with a scream, her juices gushing around Linda’s fingers, soaking the desk beneath her. Linda withdrew her fingers, bringing them to her lips and licking them clean.

“Delicious,” Linda purred. “I could get used to this incentivization. But I think we’re done for today. I have a class to teach.”

Stacey sat up slowly, her legs still trembling from the intensity of her orgasms. “What about… you know… the other chapters?” she asked, a wicked glint in her eyes.

Linda chuckled, pulling on her clothes. “I think you’ve earned a short intercession,” she said, her voice teasing. “But you’d better study hard over the holiday break. I want you ready for my office hours – naked and eager to learn.”

Stacey grinned, a newfound appreciation for her “Introduction to Economics” class. She had a feeling this wasn’t going to be her last office hour with Professor Conners. And she was already looking forward to their next tutoring session.