Professor Jones and His Student - Sex Stories

Professor Jones and His Student

... onto her back and hooking her legs underneath the legs of the table. “Pl-please teach me how to be a good girl, Professor Jones. I need you to spank my pussy and punish me.” With a grin, Jones obliged. Maggie shrieked as he brought his hand down hard on her cunt. He soothed the sting with a small rub. “Well, what’s this? Are you turned on? Is my student a whore for being spanked?” He rubbed her in small, tight circles through the thin material of her panties. She couldn’t help but groan at the contact, her hips arching up to meet his hand. Unable to stop himself, Jones shoved her tank top and bra up, leaning down and sucking one of her hard nipples into his mouth before pushing a finger past her useless panties. He let his thumb press directly against her clit, moving in hard circles as his index finger slowly pushed into her hot cunt. His tongue swirled around her nipple as he finger fucked her. Soon Maggie was bucking her hips in time with his measured thrusts, holding his head to her chest as he switched nipples. “Fuck, Professor, please. I need to cum, please!” Jones pulled back far enough to look at his sexy student. Maggie was spread out on his desk like an offering, her legs splayed wide apart. Her panties were twisted to the side, exposing her wet, ...

... trimmed snatch to his hungry gaze, and his finger was buried deep inside of its hot wetness. “Look at yourself, Maggie. You’ll always want this. You'll want more of the pleasure I can give you.” He punctuated this with a sharp slap to her tit. Maggie could only groan as he added a second finger, increasing his tempo. She screamed as she felt her orgasm building. His thumb never let up on her tender clit, mercilessly pushing her higher and higher. Jones leaned down and bit down on her nipple, hard, growling against her skin, “Cum, bitch.” She helplessly obeyed, screaming with pleasure as she soared over the edge. As she laid her head down on the desk, dazed, Jones finally pulled his cock out of his pants. He walked around the desk, pressing his thick cock against her lips. Maggie opened her mouth and closed her eyes. She felt her professor roughly use her mouth for his own pleasure, fucking her face as though it were a cunt. Jones ignored the way that Maggie gagged around his length as he held himself at the back of her throat while he came. With a grimace, she swallowed. Jones helped her sit up and handed Maggie her shorts. “Come on, let’s go back to my apartment. We can discuss the rest of your educational career there,” he said, kissing her forehead lightly.