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

    we mostly smiled and when no one was around I kissed his neck and let my hand slide down his pants. We walked to the hotel, I had already gotten the key so we went straight up. In the elevator I “accidentally” dropped the key so I had to bend over and forcing him to look at my ass, I was not wearing any panties. I picked up the key slowly, in the elevator mirror I saw him study my ass and I saw how hard he already was. Finally in our room I commanded him to take his clothes off and lay in the bed. I was in control now. I watched him take of his shirt, pants, socks and when it was time for the underpants I held my breath, he saw it and lowered them with a smile. His penis was big but not enormous. It was just…perfect and as I had imagined it. I pushed him lightly down in the bed, straddling him, and kissing him so hard I had to gasp for air. “You look astounding today,” he gasped as I started to kiss his chest, moving downwards. I did not answer. When I reached his penis I teased him a bit, kissed his inner thighs, kissing the penis gently, stroking it, kissed him on the stomach so my tits stroke his penis. I licked around his penis until he moaned a please. “Here you have an oral presentation,” I said before I gave him the blowjob of his life. Started slowly, sucking on the tip of his penis, licking around it, teasing him again. I suddenly let him in down my throat, deep throating him until I had to gasp for air. Salvia strings connected his penis to my mouth as I breathed. ...
    “Are you doing this to all your professors?” he moaned. It was a weird question to ask. “No, only you. No one else looks at me the way you do, I just knew I had to have you. The thought of you drove me crazy, if I do this it might help me get over you” and before he could answer I went down on him again. This time until he came in my mouth, I swallowed it. “Good girl” he said before he started kissing me. I admire a man who is not grossed out by his own semen or penis. He started caressing my tits, removing my bra and revealing my pierced nipples. “Oh, good girl” he said again, but louder and I could see the satisfaction in his eyes, hear it in his voice. I laughed as I ripped my fishnets a fresh hole by the crotch, kissed him and sat on his face. He seemed confused, his tongue not knowing where to be. I pressed his face harder against my pussy. “I’m not letting go until you make me cum” I ordered, he started licking the clitoris. “Eat it!” I almost yelled and felt like a military general. He started working with his whole mouth, and I clenched my fingers around his shaved head, borrowing my nails in his skull. I came so hard my legs were shaking and I was kind of shaken by the orgasm. I sunk down in the bed beside him, tits in the air, mucus and spit was running down my legs and I was breathing heavily. Without warning I sat on him again, sinking down on his penis. My pussy devours it and he puts his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him and moaning. I am riding him ...
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