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“I watched your fake, shy ways to get what you want from the male students,” he paused, squeezing my breasts in his hand tightly, crushing it roughly into my chest, his nails lashing across my aroused nipples before continuing with his rant.
“The way you leaned over them and the table, brushing these hardened rounds across their shoulders while exposing those pink striped panties towards me, flaunting your hot round ass, your tight virgin pussy in front of me like the hot tease you are.” He sighed.
“I think you need to be punished,” he gasped, nails piercing into my flesh causing a small trickle of blood to rain down the side of my chest. “I think you need to be punished, I think you need to be lashed with something long and tasty, something that you can remember the next time you flirt with others in my class,” he hissed only to quickly let me go, allowing my hands to roam freely once more as he disappeared amongst the shadows.
“NO—Please,” I begged, my arms up in front of me, instinctively making fists with my hands as my eyes roamed cautiously around the office, “I… I didn’t know… I didn’t know they were looking at me like that… or that I was… that you could see my,” I gasped, suddenly embarrassed at the idea that the prof had seen my panties. I could feel the quickening of my body, the uncontrollable shake of adrenalin rushing through me, forcing me to tremble as my senses heightened. “Please… please I… haven’t done anything,” I said, haltering my breath as I scanned the room with my eyes and ears, trying to make out even the slightest movement or sound around me.
“Boo,” he hissed from behind me, causing me to scream as he pushed me back, forcing me to fall into his black leather couch. The blood inside me pumping harder, faster, as I instinctively wrapped my arms around my chest in an attempt to hide my breasts from him.
“No… No… Please professor I didn’t know I was flirting like that,” I cried, feeling his strong hands upon my hips as he tore away my skirt and panties. “No… Please… I’m still a virgin… please,” I cried only to feel his eyes gazing down at me as I quickly felt his naked body pressing against mine, felt the sharp heated curves of his arms pressing against my flesh, the blistering heat of his lips against my stomach as he slowly lowered himself upon me more. “Please… please,” I begged, tears cascading down the sides of my face as I cried, “Please…,” I screamed only to suddenly feel him stop, his hands pressing against my fully aroused breasts as he rolled his tongue over the side of my earlobe. “This is what you wanted remember,” he whispered.
“What?” I paused, my heart stopping as my body overheated with embarrassment. “How… how did you,” I twisted shyly, thinking that only my notebook and I knew the forbidden truth.
“You left it in the class room that night last week,” he sighed, slightly lighting up the room with a small lamp that sat near the couch. “Remember that night you called campus security and had them get your notebook from the class room?” he asked as his body shadowed out before me, falling back between my thighs. I knew what was to come as he lashed his long narrow tongue across my legs, gently gliding it over me like a popsicle as he made his way up my body.
“You… you read it?” I asked as he slowly worked his way further towards my fiery mound.
“Every word my dear virgin pupil… this is what you wanted remember?” he asked as he rolled his lips from the crease between my inner thighs and over my opening, licking my lightly crimson covered bush with the base of his tongue, pressing firmly against me as I moaned to the pleasures building up inside.
“Please professor… it was just a sex-crazed fantasy” I gasped, amazed to the feeling of his tongue upon me, only to feel him licking my outer opening, his tongue, lashing over my outer lips like a viper to his prey, I quickly became engulfed with carnal pleasures, the will to fight no longer inside me as I caved. In one large circle, one large roll, his lips brushed hungrily across my clit. Sending shockwaves of dirty pleasures through my body as he continued to place small baby kisses against my outer lips, his tongue darting ever so gracefully, ever so mercilessly across me; slamming out every time he opened his lips, forcing me to moan to the pleasures once more.