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Screwing a student

I was having a long day at my job as a tutor in the institute where I work. My name is Kissovak, and I tutor graphics design. It was already past my usual time for home. As exam time was nearing, students were coming after class hours with some things they needed help with. Just as I finished my work and was getting ready to leave for home, someone entered my office and locked the door. I was surprised to see one of my students; what confused me was why she locked the door. She had been coming to me for a long time, whenever she had been having doubts or did not understand something. It shocked me that she locked the door today. She was wearing jeans and a long t-shirt which fitted her loosely. Her bag hung over her shoulder, and although she was looking tired there was a different shine in her eyes. She dropped herself in the chair across my desk and took long, deep breaths. With the in and out breathing, her not-so-heavy breasts were moving beautifully. All my attention was drawn to her mouth, as she breathed loudly through lips which were soft and coated in red lip gloss. Her tongue moved over her sexy mouth once, then twice and then thrice, each movement sexier than before. She dropped her bag and turned towards me. With a sweet smile she said, “Sir, I was wondering me if you would help me with certain color aspects I was planning to use on a project. I needed your guidance.” I told her I would help her with whatever she needed. She asked if I had time right now to ...

... work on it. Although I wanted to get home, I said yes. She took her iPad out and started asking questions. I was busy explaining to her when her hand moved to mine and she started moving her fingers across my hands. I was amazed by how relaxing it was feeling, and did not stop her even though I should have. There was always the risk of being caught, as we were in office. Seeing that I was not objecting, she furthered her movements by rubbing her foot on my leg. I was alarmed when she did that. When I asked her what she was doing, she simply gave me the most sexy look and spoke in a soft voice, “Nothing, sir, I am just checking whether my color selection is on the right track or not.” By the time she finished saying this, she was already on my side of the table. I pushed my chair back and turned towards her. She lowered her face to my face and touched my forehead with hers. I was about to object and stop her, when she took advantage of my open mouth and kissed me. The kiss was hot, desperate and wet. Her tongue was exploring my mouth. She took my lower lip and gave me a small bite. At this point I could not take it any longer. I stood up, ending our kiss, took her in my arms and kissed her desperately. The kiss was making us breathless. I broke the kiss again, pulled her up, and set her on my table. She cleared the desk of my books by pushing them with her hands. This made a loud noise, which made us go silent for some time. Both of us were looking at each other, thinking that ...