1. Me and my professor [BDSM] [Forbidden]


    Date: 3/17/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, BDSM, Erotica, Humiliation, Reluctance, Written by women, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 76.7, Source: sexstories.com

    This is a story from when I was 19 and I had just started my English studies at university. He was one of my professors. The first time I saw him I never thought I would think of him like this, of course I thought he was hot, cute and young but I would never believe what I am about to tell you would happen. I started to notice the way he looked at me at an exam. I had just dyed my hair blue and wore a shirt that in the right lightning, you could see through. He stood by the desk in the examination hall, smiling at me. “Good morning” “Good morning” I answered, smiling. I noticed how he followed me with his eyes while I walked to an empty desk, put down my pens and thermos with tea. His eyes kept following me as I left my jacket by the coat hangers and went back to my seat. I know that he looked at my tits. I sat down and started pouring up some tea. He was still looking at me. I never went to his seminars because he drove me crazy, his part of the course ended and I started going to class again. The next time I saw him, I was writing myself up for an oral presentation held in the end of term. It was outside his office, he saw me, smiled and said hello. This time I was wearing a short, black dress with a lot of cleavage. I noticed how he studied me in the corner of his eyes. “It is okay to take down the note” he said when he noticed me struggling writing my name on it. I took down the note, bend down over a table so he clearly could se my panties, and wrote my name. I left ...
    with a smile, biting my lip. I could not stop thinking about him, when I was laying in bed that night I masturbated like never before and thought about him. A couple of days went, I accidentally ran into him when going from a seminar, he was going into his office and I followed. Closing the door behind me, I pressed my body against his. “I have seen the way you look at me, I can make you scream” I whispered in his ear, kissing his neck while slipping a note with my phone number on into his pocket, feeling his hard penis pressed against my hip. He said nothing, only moaning and breathing heavily. I took his penis in my hand, squeezed it so hard he moaned and his legs bent. “Think about me” I said as I left his office. I know he masturbated after I left. That afternoon he messaged me. “I have been thinking about you, I need to see you” “Here is how we will do it, you will buy me dinner it does not need to be fancy, I love pizza. I have booked a hotel room, we will go there, we will have the best sex you in your life, we will shower and eat breakfast in the morning. I am not interested in better grades. I am not interested in a relationship, just one night of pure pleasure. Meet me at Paolo’s at 7” When I changed clothes, I changed into the black dress he had already seen me in, fishnet stockings and over the knee stockings. All pitch black. I wore a choker and my makeup was dark with lipstick red as blood. That evening we shared a vegan pizza and some fries. We did not talk much, ...
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