I need extra help from the handsome psychology professor. Part 1
(cw: age gap, ProfessorxStudent)
Class has been torture since we have begun reading Sigmund Freud's Three Essays on the Theory of Sexuality. This is not due to the material, but every word out of my professor's mouth is already pure honey to my ears. This choice of literature has been no help. His strong but calm voice fills the room as he teaches in a classy but casual suit. A middle aged man in a brown suit is my kryptonite. His silver stripes in his beard and hair lure me in further. For this whole semester I've been able to hide my lust but today I couldn't help it. Professor Calloway has always lingered when our eyes met with a smile, but today he couldn't help but watch as I melted in heat for this man through class. Letting my legs spread at my desk, giving him a peek of the cute laced panties I wore with him in mind. Just as I work this short skirt this morning hoping today will be the day. Doctor Calloway would stutter as he watched me chew on the end of my pen while undressing him with my eyes. I could hardly wait until the end of class. After class is dismissed I saunter up to Calloway's desk as he takes a seat in his office chair.
"How can I help you, Miss. Moon?" He asked suspiciously, with a raised brow.
"I need help to better understand this material, professor." I respond with the first excuse to come to mind to bring me closer to him.
"Oh? But, you are acing my class."
"I think I need a more... hands on approach in learning this unit so I can truly understand our readings." I look at him with a sly smile. Professor Calloway looks up at me above his glasses with a serious expression.
I am shocked at the sudden stern tone. "I... I can't help but need you, Professor. I'm so distracted in class I can't focus. I need.....-"
"Go lock the doors, sweetheart."
My eyes get wide. My heart pounds with excitement as I try to calmly walk to the classroom door to shut the door, turn the lock, and draw the blinds over the window. When I turn around I see Calloway pull his gaze from my ass and hips to my eyes. I walk back to the front of his desk.
"Come around to this side of the desk, Miss. Moon." Calloway says as he pats his lap with a smile.
I walk around the desk as he swivels in his chair to face me. His dick already growing under his dress pants. I bite my lip at the sight we he chuckles lightly,
"I can't help it. You look so delicious in that skirt. You've been teasing me all of this past hour. Time for your lesson. Come here, honey. Let me feel you."
I happily walk up to where my legs are between his. I set my hands on his strong shoulders, in disbelief I'm having this moment with this gorgeous man. In a deep tone he lightly moans as he runs his hands up my thighs and grabs my ass. Gently at first and then he squeezes with a need that stings so sweetly. I wince and my breath hitches.
He coos, "I'm sorry, beautiful. I've been needing you, as well."
I begin to undo my bra from the back as I respond, "I understand, Professor. You can play with me as rough as you'd like."
He looks at me with a deep hunger as he slides his hands up my hips, waist, and up to my exposed breasts as I then take my shirt off over my head. He squeezes and caresses my tits before licking around one of my hardening nipples. I run my fingers through the back of his silver speckled hair and tilt my head back in pleasure as Calloway takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking and twirling his tongue, driving me wild.
"Oh, Professor Calloway...." I moan.
He continues to suck and fondle my breasts as he slides one hand down to my panties. He moans and smiles against me when he feels how hot and wet I already am for him. He lightly runs two fingers over the damp fabric as my clit throb for his touch. Calloway lifts his head so I look down into his eyes. He reaches over onto his desk and takes the book we're reading for class and gives it to me.
"Here. Bend over my desk and begin reading where we began today. Page 147."
I look at him with confusion as I take the book from him. He doesn't explain further so I do as he told. I take a sharp breath as my breasts press against the cold wood of his desk. I rest with my elbows holding me up. I quietly begin reading before being interrupted.
"Speak up! Let me hear that pretty voice."
I blush and begin reading again louder, voice still with a slight quiver. Calloway slides his swivel chair to where he is sitting behind me to gaze and grope my ass. He runs his thumb from hoke to hole over my panties making me struggle to continue reading. He circles his thumb over my clit and I can't help but stutter. Calloway stops touching my aching core and in a stern voice commands,
"If you stop reading, I stop touching you. Focus now."
"Yes, Professor." I moan in frustration.
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