Confessions of A Small Town Girl - College 3: Getting the Grade - Sex Stories

Confessions of A Small Town Girl - College 3: Getting the Grade

... were on my breasts. He squeezed them hard and pinched my nipples through my shirt. Then he told me to take my shirt off. I closed my eyes, and reached down and pulled my shirt up over my head. As soon as my perky tits were uncovered, his sweaty paws were all over them. I felt so dirty - not because my professor was groping my tits, but the because of the fact that I could feel my pussy juices coating my inner thighs. The aroma of my sex was filling the small office. I saw a smile come across his face as my scent caused his nostrils to flare. He played with my tits for almost fifteen minutes. He would squeeze them, twist my nipples, and the slap them and watch them bounce. Then he asked me to drop my skirt. Honestly, I was so turned on, I could not wait to get naked and be fucked, even if the thought of seeing him naked grossed me out. He walked around me and looked at my ass. He commented how much he had wanted to see my ass. He placed a hand on my back and gently pushed my upper body forward. I placed my hands on his desk while he examined me. He opened my ass cheeks. I felt his warm breath hit my pussy and felt it ooze more of my juices. He wiped my inner thigh, then I heard him smacking his lips as he tasted me. The surprising thing was, he never once touched my pussy. He would rub my ass and thighs, but never once touched or penetrated me. He removed his hand from my ass and I stood up. Then he walked back behind his desk and sat in his chair. I could see the bulge in ...

... the front of his pants. I could not believe that I wanted to see it. He told me that he wanted me to sit in the chair, place my legs over the arm and to masturbate for him. I must have had a puzzled look on my face. He explained to me that he was a married man, and even though he would love to have sex with me, he wasn’t going to, but for me to receive the grade I needed I would have to cum for him. I had no problem doing that. I placed my naked ass on the chair, and threw my legs over the arms. My pussy lips were glistening with my juices, and my lips opened up for him. I looked at him and saw his arm moving, and I knew he was jacking off under his desk. That thought turned me on even more. I smiled as I brought my finger up to my lips and sucked it into my mouth. I got it really nice and wet, and used my tongue to tease him. Then slowly my finger rubbed down my chest and stomach. I let my finger circle my clit, then I pinched it between my forefinger and thumb. I brought my other hand into the party. With my fingers I opened my lips, and gave Dr. Richards a good view of my gaping hole. Then I rubbed my fingers over my clit repeatedly, the entire time giving soft, sweet whimpers. I could tell from the sweat pouring off of him and his staggered breathing that he was close to spilling his load. I slipped one finger into my pussy. When I did I let out a soft moan and began fucking myself. My pussy was so wet and in the hollow room, the sounds of my wetness filled the space. I was ...