Submitting To Professor Kent Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Submitting To Professor Kent Ch. 02

... spike of fear, worry, and panic overcame me immediately, and they must have been visible on my face because the professor stopped. He looked from me to his cock and back to my expression.

“You’re…” Professor Kent recoiled as the realization formed on his face. He lifted his hand from my wrists. “You’re a virgin.”

I covered my face with my hands to hide my shame. The embarrassment. The way he looked down on me. It was everything I feared and worse. How did I think this was a good idea? Why did I think a man like the Professor would choose me when he could have…

“Hey…” the Professor spoke, breaking my mind from its crashing descent. “Look at me,” he ordered in his deep voice that was softer than before.

I looked at him with tears sparkling in the corners of my eyes. My shoulders hunched to my neck as if preparing to hide at a moment’s notice. A tear broke loose, and Professor Kent was quick to cup my cheek and brushed the tear away before it crested my cheek. The touch was so sudden and tender that a gasp escaped my lips. Lifting my chin so that my gaze reached his, he whispered something to me I would never forget.

“Never apologize for what you are,” he said, then took me by my hand. “Come now.”

Lowering his body to mine, he placed a kiss on my lips that was different. Tender and long, I drank it in. A tender thing that felt as though he was drawing something out of me. He slipped his tongue along the roof of my mouth, and my eyebrows went tall as his strong ...

... hand slipped down my back and around my ass cheek. As if off-setting his gentle kiss, he squeezed my ass cheek hard, making me wince and wrap my leg behind his hips. Suddenly his hard cock flexed between us, and I felt it press against my naval.

Without thinking, my body moved on its own, and my hand reached for his hard shaft. Realizing what I had done, I winced and waited for a punishment as soon as I touched it. Instead, I was surprised to see him lift up onto his hands, making room for me to manipulate his cock as if he had extended an invitation. It was a precarious position of uncertainty I found myself in. His hard naked body hovering over mine, my naked body half wrapped around him, and his cock swaying above me.

My delicate fingers palpated his hard shaft slowly from its base to its tip and back down. It was the first cock I had seen in real life. I had watched so many videos and read so many books, but none of them did it the justice it deserved. I licked my lips as my eyes continuously flicked to the hulking figure watching me explore his member. I knew one false move, and he could crush me like a bug. Gently, my fingers cupped his ballsack and felt their weight and how smooth the skin was.

I chewed the corner of my lip as my fingers wrapped around the base of his shaft and slowly stroked to the tip and back down. My hand was barely able to close around the thick cock. It was after another few seconds of stroking that I heard the soft, barely audible groan ...