Sexy College Professor Still Can’t Resist His Former Coed

Turns out my favorite sexy college professor still wants to give me an A

So I’ll admit, when I was a senior in high school, I wasn’t thinking too far into the future.  Of course, I was planning on going to college.  But picking a university for me wasn’t about whether it was Ivy League, or had the best psychology department.  It was more about which school had the hottest boys, the best parties, and the closest proximity to the beach.  And a sexy college professor or two to motivate me to go to class.

Naturally, I ended up at a party school.  Although I made sure to go to class.  But one class, in particular, I actually looked forward to each week.  My Human Sexuality class.  Not only was the topic my favorite, but I got turned on as soon as my sexy college professor walked in the door.  Who knows what he was lecturing about, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of his muscular arms, his light blue eyes, and that bulge in his pants.

I decided I needed some special attention after class

I waited until a day when there was an exam.  Lots of people rush through the test so they can leave early.  But not me.  I took my sweet time carefully answering each question.  I wanted to be the last person to leave class that day.  So I could have some one-on-one time with my sexy college professor.  I was specifically wearing my special naughty schoolgirl outfit that day: A tiny plaid skirt that barely covered my ass and my white blouse tied right above my belly button, a few buttons undone so the top of my red lace bra would show along with the tops of my perfect tits.

After the last student dropped off their exam on his desk, I stood up.  I watched him look me up and down.  Then, my test “accidentally” fell from my hand.  So I turned around and bent over, feeling my skirt ride up around my waist, and knowing only my white lace thong was showing.  When I stood back up, I could see his erection pressed against his pants.  So I wasted no time.  I pressed my body against his, sliding my hand down and squeezing that cock.  It just took a minute before he had me bent over the desk, lifting my skirt up and spanking my ass.  Then I felt his fingers pull my panties to the side.  And his big thick cock slipped into my wet pussy.

I spent that whole semester fucking my sexy college professor

I was always staying late after class, slipping under his desk to give him a blow job while he graded papers.  And he would sneak into my dorm room when my roommate was gone.  I even went over to his house on the nights that his wife worked late.  Needless to say, I got an A that semester.  But after class was over and I left campus for break, we never spoke again.  That is until I bumped into him last weekend.

I was sitting at the bar having a drink at a new restaurant before meeting up with my date for the night.  As my eyes were wandering the place, I recognized my sexy college professor sitting across from me.  Clearly, he was with his wife.  But he couldn’t stop staring at me.  My mind was racing with the memories of how he used to fuck me so hard, how delicious his cum tasted, and how red my ass would get when he’d spank me.  I knew he had to be thinking the same.  But I just paid my tab and got up.  Although definitely making certain he could watch me go in my skintight black minidress.

Later that night, I got an email.  From a certain .edu address.  With the subject line:  Need Some Help With Anatomy?

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