Submitting To Professor Kent Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Submitting To Professor Kent Ch. 02

... escape Professor Kent. I looked up and saw his eyes closed as he lifted his head as if trying to focus on the pleasure I had caused him.

The pleasure I caused him!God! That was the most wonderful thing I’ve ever heard.

I narrowed my eyes up at him and tightened my grip on his cock slightly as I stroked him a bit faster. Parting my lips, I began to pant as I pumped his cock. Imagining his sperm exploding over my belly, my face, my tongue, or, god help me, inside me worked me into a frenzy. I was losing control of myself again. My breath grew sharper, and my vision began to blur.

No, no, no! Breathe just… just…

A hand suddenly grabbed my wrist, and another grabbed my throat hard enough to hurt but not tight enough to restrict the air. Professor Kent glared down at me with concern and anger.

“No, focus, Beth—focus!” he demanded.

The air slipped in and out slower, and I thought,this is it. I’m going to die.

Then I saw the dancing muscles on his chest as he tried to control my panicking body. I watched his chest rise and lower with each breath. His shoulders and entire body seemed to move as one. Up and down with every breath. Up and down.

In and out… in and out… with his hand around my throat and my eyes on his chest I slowly felt my tensed body relax.

I swallowed a hard, dry swallow and exhaled a heavy breath of relief. My lower lip quivered as I blinked away a single tear that fell down my cheek.I did it! I beat it. I got control. I did something ...

... right!

When my professor kissed me this time, it was everything in me not to break down crying; I was so happy. I didn’t care if I would be punished or not; my arms wrapped around his neck, and my fingertips rubbed over his muscled back as our tongues wrestled another. It was then that I felt the pressure on my bare pussy lips.

Professor Kent’s left hand found my hands, and he pinned them down on the bed above my head. His fingers intertwined with mine as he bit my lower lip. I felt the grip on my throat with his other hand tighten as the pressure built on my dripping tight pussy lips. The warmth of his chest pressed against mine felt like a heating blanket. Adjusting his hips, he dragged his cock down my slit, and my eyes crossed when his head rubbed over my clit. Then it happened.

He pulled from the kiss and looked down at me as I felt the bulging head of his cock press on my tight slit until it forced me open.

“Ugh! Oh, sir!” I exclaimed as he filled me up immediately and then kept pressing deeper. “Ugh, god!”

When my moans turned pained, Professor Kent paused with his cock half inside me and gave me time to get used to it. My toes curled, and my hands trembled as I tried to process what I was feeling. The swirl of pleasure and pain were so intertwined they felt inseparable. His grip on my throat loosened, and I feared he would release me altogether.

“No…” I gasped and pressed my throat forward into his grip. He stared down at me with his powerful and ...