|SMUT, Professor!Sevika (Modern day), College student!reader
| Anal, cunnilingus, thigh humping, degradation (a little bit), spanking (a little bit), age gap (LEGAL!!), 18+ reader
You were currently a student at college, and your last lecture happened to be your favourite class.
And this was for one reason and one reason only.
And you know you can’t be the only one in class, wishing she was plugging up your pussy with her fingers instead of lecturing.
You should be taking notes on your laptop, though you can’t help but doodle on the corner of your paper sticking out of your binder. Doodling images of your Professor, drawing her muscles and sexy frame.
You’ve honestly stared at her so many times without a thought in your head that you’ve memorized her body and facial features by heart.
Maybe if life had been different…if you could’ve met her outside of college, maybe in a bar so she can take you to the alleyway in the back to eat your pussy out, till you feel like you’re gonna collapse on her face…
You fantasized about her the whole lecture, you completely forgot to actually listen and take down notes…whatever, it was totally worth it.
You realized that your grades started slipping in her class, your essays have been really lacking any knowledge on the course material, you’ve barely paid attention to research papers, forgetting about them completely. And you’ve been getting average or less marks on your quizzes.
You’ve been trying to stay on track with her lessons, taking down notes, though you’d still drift off and let your mind wander about.
Once the class had ended, you started getting ready to head back to your dorm, packing up your laptop and binder. You stepped down the narrow stairs between the rows of the seats, making your way to the front.
Sevika looked up from her laptop, spotting you.
She called out to you, “Stay back. We need to talk.”
You stopped, looking back at her. You were terrified, she looked so serious and her tone was just as scary.
You walked over to her desk, the students leaving the class, now empty.
Sevika took off her reading glasses and set them down on her desk.
She looked up at you, grey eyes piercing into your soul (or that’s what it felt like) “Do you understand the material?”
You cleared your throat, “Yes.”
She raised an eyebrow, she obviously didn’t believe that. “Really? Cause it doesn’t seem like it.”
She was a blunt woman, too blunt maybe.
“Oh..-” before you could give a half-assed excuse, she cut you off.
“Yeah, I don’t wanna hear excuses. What’re you doing while I’m lecturing?” She crossed her arms, leaning back in her chair.
“I-..writing down notes..?” You didn’t really know what else to say, you couldn’t just straight up tell her oh, I’m dreaming about you fucking me into oblivion. Tch..
“Okay, I don’t believe that though.” She said. “You were good in the beginning and then your grades went down tremendously. That’s not good.”
Your gaze left hers, looking at her desk, suddenly interested in the wood.
She noticed this, and she didn’t care for it. “Excuse me, I’m talking.” She said with a no nonsense attitude.
You bit the inside of your cheek, looking at her again. Beautiful yet so terrifying.
“Good.” She sat up straight in her chair. “This isn’t high school, you realize that, right? I’m not gonna be there for you and ‘guide’ you through it. If you fuck up, you fuck up.”
She pinched the bridge of her nose. “I don’t like when I see my students fail. It makes me seem as if I’m a bad teacher.”
You fiddled with your fingers. “You’re not a bad teacher. I’m just…having issues focusing.”
She looked up at you again, nodding. “I see that.”
She sighed, “listen, take my advice. Do your best to focus, take your notes, watch videos when you leave to better explain. If you don’t, you’re gonna fail this class, and I can’t do anything about it.”
“You can either listen or not, it’s your decision. But I am being considerate enough to speak to you about this issue. Many wouldn’t”
You nodded, your gaze not really knowing where to go, you knew you had to get a grip, but how?
Sevika could sense an issue. She closed her laptop, standing up, crossing her arms over her chest.
“I can tell you’re smart, and I thought you were interested in this class. But as your marks have gone down, it seems like you lost that interest.” Her eyes roamed over your expression.
“I wanna see you do better in here, alright? I’m not taking this dump anymore, fix up.” She said sternly.
You nodded. “Okay..I’ll do better, I promise. And I do like this class.”
“Mhm. Prove it to me. Let me see your marks go up, then I’ll believe that.” She took a deep breath, “But for now, you can leave.” She excused you easily. Beginning to grab her stuff.
“Alright. Thank you Professor.”
She just let out a simple hum in acknowledgment.
You turned around and left.
Once you were out of her class, you let out a large sigh of relief, your shoulders sagging and your heart racing.
You couldn’t tell if it was racing cause of how drop dead gorgeous she was, or if it’s cause of her stern tone. Maybe both…probably both.
After that conversation, you’d been picking up on your work, forcing yourself to ignore her sexy muscles…her tan skin..those eyes- Jesus Christ! Get ahold of yourself.
Your grades slowly increased, but not enough.
So one day after her lecture, you walked up to her desk once everyone had left.
She looked up at you, her glasses resting on the bridge of her nose. “Yes?”
“I’ve improved” You said with a small smile.
She let out a small scoff, “Yes, kind of.”
She thought about it for a second. “I guess I do.” She sighed.
You nodded, containing the pride.
“Was that all?” She asked, crossing her arms.
“Uhm..no. I wanted to ask you a question.”
“Do you think you can give me a little boost?” You said nervously.
“A boost?” She questioned.
“Yeah..extra credits?” You rephrased.
She chuckled deeply, taking her glasses off and setting them down. “Extra credits? For what?”
You looked off to the side, “Just to help me out a bit.”
“And you think you deserve these extra credits…for doing what?” She thought your question was stupid.
You sighed. “I don’t know…I’m trying. My attention span is bad, and I’ve fixed it. Isn’t that good?”
She raised an eyebrow. “Sure, it’s good. But not ‘boost’ worthy.”
“I need it. I don’t think I can improve that quick in that little time. I’m improving but..it’s not fast enough.” You were pleading now.
She found this amusing to say the least. Eyeing you up and down, leaning back in her chair with her manspread. “Uhuh…well, I’m not gonna hand over extra credit just like that.”
She scoffed, “You’re begging now?”
You got a bit embarrassed at that, maybe you were begging, just a little..what’s so wrong with that? “Maybe..?”
Sevika stood up, looking at you, her arms still crossed. “And you think this ‘begging’ is gonna get you somewhere?”
You huffed, trying not to pay attention to how turned on the height difference made you. “…maybe.”
“Good thing you got the face for it.”
Was that a compliment? You didn’t know, but you knew it made you very fluttery inside.
“But you haven’t convinced me. And I’m very hard to convince, Pretty.” That pet name had totally slipped out. Sevika mentally cursed at herself, this was getting unprofessional. Though she couldn’t help but feel the small pull by you.
Your eyebrows raised. Clearing your throat in the tension of the situation that suddenly raised. “Pretty?” Your clit surprisingly twitched against the cotton of your underwear.
Sevika couldn’t back out now, so she went with it. “You heard me.” She furrowed her eyebrows at the need of repetition.
“You also still have not convinced me.” She looked down on you expectantly.
“I-…don’t know how to do that..?”
Sevika shrugged, “figure it out, I’m waiting. And I’ll let you on a little secret.”
She leaned a bit closer, breath fanning over your face, “I’m not a patient person.”
Your heart raced in your chest, beating fast, matching the beating and twitching of your needy clit.
You didn’t really know what to do- well, you did, but you didn’t know if it’s what she was expecting.
You leaned closer to her, your lips barely brushing against hers. Those plump, dark, scarred lips of hers.
Sevika hadn’t expected you to go for it, but she didn’t let her shock show.
She grinned, “Naughty..” she whispered.
She leaned in, kissing your lips hungrily, her hand coming up at the back of your head, tangling in your strands.
You moaned against your lips, your hands clutching at her top. You couldn’t believe it…you really couldn’t.
Her free hand going to your hip, digging your fingers into your skin above the fabric.
She groaned against your lips, her tongue coaxing them to part.
You parted your lips eagerly for her, meeting her tongue with yours, caressing each other.
Her hand on your hip, forcefully bringing you closer to her, your bodies were smushed together.
She was obsessed with your mouth and soft lips, just as you were with hers.
She brought her other hand to your hip, slowly sliding both hands down to the back of your thighs.
She lifted you up, drawing a small gasp from you, quickly swallowed up by her intense kissing.
She lifted you and set you down on her desk, she brought herself closer to you, her body in between your legs.
Her hands went to the desk, resting on either side of your body, trying to get closer to you.
You wrapped your arms around her neck, needing every inch of her. Your tongue swirled against hers, getting sloppier as you both got more and more worked up.
Your tongues explored each others mouths, it was as if you were two horny teenagers.
Sevika suddenly pulled her lips away, her breathing slightly ragged. She then buried her face in the crook of your neck, kissing your soft, hot skin.
Kissed down your clothed torso, eventually falling to her knees. She brought her hands to your pants, pausing and looking up at you with a raised eyebrow, silently asking for your permission.
“Do it..need t’feel you..” you said quietly and needy.
She smirked and nodded. “Oh, you’ll feel me alright.”
She pulled down your pants along with your underwear, taking your shoes off as well to get your clothing off of you. She tossed your discarded clothes off to the side.
“I’m gonna eat this pussy so good baby.” She said low, her voice deep and smooth.
Your breathing hitched at her words, you were extremely hot and flustered, your cunt was probably dripping with arousal now.
She grabbed your thighs, pulling them apart. She took a good look at your exposed vulva. “Fuck, you’re so wet.”
She moved her face closer, burying herself into your pussy. She licked gently at your clit, her eyes looking up through her lashes at you.
You moaned, your hand going down to her hair, fisting it as you hold her there.
You were so astonished by the sudden intimacy with your professor, but you’d been dying for this moment to happen. You were so incredibly aroused, you could feel your orgasm already slowly building. It was a bit embarrassing the way your clit twitched with anticipation, your climax was obvious as it neared with the way you leaked against her tongue.
“Oh fuuckk Sevika…right- right there..” you breathed heavily,
Sevika felt a small ego boost as she saw how quickly you were getting to the edge, she moaned softly against your clit, sucking on it as her tongue circled and swirled against it. She gripped the flesh of your thighs harder, fingers digging into the thick skin.
Your hips ground against her mouth when you felt the quick vibration of her moan against you. Your face scrunched in pleasure, your abdomen tight with effort to try and buy some time before cumming too quickly.
“Please- please-..” you couldn’t even finish your sentence.
Sevika’s eyes looking up at you expectantly, wanting you to finish your sentence, wanting to hear you plead. She gripped your thigh harder before smacking it with her hand.
You yelped as the sharp pain bloomed against your thigh, only making you get closer to your orgasm. “Fuck!” You gripped her hair harder, any harder you’d rip her hair right out.
Sevika moaned as you gripped her hair with harsh force, she sucked harder on your clit, making you dangerously close.
Your eyes rolled back, and suddenly that tight coil inside of you snapped. Your thighs shook, trying to close around her head but she held them apart with strength. “UNGH! Oh my fucking god- uhhh Sevika!” Your moans were dirty yet melodic to Sevika’s ears.
She continued licking at your clit, prolonging your orgasm. As it faded, she pulled away, looking up at you. Her lips shiny with your wetness.
“Tasted so fucking good mama.” Her voice was deep and smooth.
“You think so?” Your voice on the other hand was a bit shaken and out of breath.
She grinned, her little tooth gap on display. “I do.”
She stood up, pulling you off the desk. You got down, stumbling a bit, you waited for further instructions.
She sat down on her chair, looking up at you. “Turn around.” She commanded.
You nodded and slowly turned, “now what..?”
“Now, sit that pretty ass down and ride my fucking thigh like a slut.” Her voice was a dark rumble.
You bit your bottom lip hard, you slowly sat down on her thigh.
She gripped your hips, your back facing her. She pulled her down hard onto her thigh, your legs parting painfully, your clit crashing against her clothed leg, causing a moan to escape you.
She had her boot resting on the edge of her chair, keeping her leg raised and bent under you.
You straddled her bare, muscular leg. You could feel her muscles against your throbbing clit.
“Grind that pretty clit on me baby.” She urged you, watching your entire backside.
You moaned softly “Uhuh..” you began to grind on her thigh, your clit rubbing against her. “Oh-!…it feels so fucking good Sev..” you humped her thigh like a dumb bunny.
“Mmm keep humping me, lookin’ so pretty like a desperate fucking whore…” Her words were laced with venom but the best, sexiest kind.
“Uhh yeahhuh! A whore for you..!” The friction that built against the hardness of her thigh and the cloth of her pants against your clit was Heaven.
Her hands wandered, arching your back more for her, spreading your plush cheeks. She touched your anus with her thumb. You let out a surprised sound.
“What’re you doing..?” Your voice whiny.
“Just be quiet and let me make you feel good mama.” She spat on her thumb, rubbing your anus with her wet thumb and slowly pushing it past your tight ring of muscle.
You let out a throaty moan, your hips stuttering as your virgin hole stretched around her thumb. “Oh fuuuck!”
“You like that baby?” She groaned, feeling how tight you were.
You nodded your head urgently, grinding back on her thumb and thigh at the same time. Your creamy arousal sticking to her pants in a streak.
“You like my thumb in this dumb hole?” She thrusted her thumb in and out.
“Yeah- yes! ‘Feels so good baby…ohhh..” Your eyes rolled back, a thin like of drool dribbling from the corner of your mouth down your chin.
You rubbed your clit hard and fast against her leg. If you hadn’t been so horny and excited, you’d be in pain from the amount of rubbing against the fabric.
“Babe- baby…think I’m gonna cum…ohhm’god!!”
She smacked your cheek with her free hand, leaving a hand print against the colour of your flesh, making you yelp and moan, you swallowed hard, your eyes squeezing shut.
She shoved her thumb harder in and out of your asshole. “Cum on me. Cum on me like the attention whore you are.”
“I’m-” you couldn’t even get your words out, poor you, thighs trembling around her hard muscle.
“Cum for me bitch.” Sevika said with a deep groan, spanking your ass cheek again with her free hand.
And with that sharp slap, you came. Your mouth dropped open with a silent moan, humping her hard as your ride out your orgasm.
“Yeahhh just like that…” Sevika moaned low, watching your creamy cum get rubbed all over her thigh, sticking to the black cotton.
You breathed heavily, your eyes opening as you slowed down, you subconsciously clenched around her thumb.
“Mm..” Sevika slowly pulled her thumb out of your tight hole.
“Jesus..” you moaned softly, your humps halting to a stop.
“So perfect, you came so beautifully for me mama.” She gently rubbed your asscheeks, one of them being sore and a bit red from her hard smacks.
After regaining control and getting off her thigh, you sloppily put your clothes back on.
Sevika cleared her throat, “Maybe I will give you that extra credit.”
You chuckled. “Well maybe we should do this more often, wonder how many extra credits I can get from these-” she cut you off.
“Uhuh, don’t get ahead of yourself. Now go, you still have that paper due.” She crossed her arms.
Sevika smiled, “mhm, bye.”
“Bye.” You said with a bit of giddy, you had a bit of pep in your wobbly step as you went for the door. You opened the door to leave, but you’re met with another professor, he raised an eyebrow.
You looked at him awkwardly before stepping by him and leaving the building.
The man looked away from your retrieving figure, he walked inside the classroom and saw Sevika cleaning off her leg with a tissue and packing up her stuff. “Was that a student?” He asked.
Sevika jolted slightly, not hearing him come in. She looked up at him. “Yeah.”
“So late?” He looked a bit bewildered. “I thought you hated after class talks.”
She scoffed, “I felt nice.” She shrugged.
The man looked her up and down, “Okay..?”
Sevika rolled her eyes and grabbed her stuff. “Night.” She said before walking out and waiting for him to leave.
“Yeah, night.” The man eyed her before leaving. She shut the door and went to the exit.
She knew what she’d be imagining tonight when she gets her hands on her vibrator after a few drinks.
