I Made My Naughty Teacher Fantasy Come True!

I didn’t always have a naughty teacher fantasy.

Sure, I’d had a few handsome professors over the years.  And I certainly appreciated how good-looking they were.  But I’d never been as boy-crazy as some of my schoolmates when it came to our teachers.  My best friend would purposely act up in class so that she would get kept after.  And who knows what went on behind those closed doors!  But that all changed for me.  When I came back to college for my sophomore year, I  had a run-in with Professor Stevens.  Thus began my naughty teacher fantasy!

It was moving day and absolute chaos on campus.  It was also a sultry summer day, it had to be ninety degrees out.  After moving a particularly heavy box up to my dorm room, I was standing in front of Smith Hall, wringing out my sweaty crop top and wishing there was a nice cold pool I could be skinny dipping in instead.  And that’s when I saw him.  Had I known he was a college professor, maybe I wouldn’t have approached him.  But after I found out he was, my naughty teacher fantasy took over!

Professor Stevens was tall, dark, and handsome.

He smiled at me as he walked into the dorm building with a handful of papers.  Eagerly, I waited by the door for him to leave.  When he did, I introduced myself.  Honestly, I thought he was just an older student.  And definitely one I’d like to get to know better.  But when he told me his name was Professor Stevens, my naughty teacher fantasy kicked into high gear.  I could just imagine being bent over his desk, his cock buried deep inside my pussy, and the smack of the ruler against my ass.  Of course, he was totally polite and wished me luck on moving day before walking off.  Admittedly, I was a little bummed that he didn’t try to hit on me.

Then imagine my surprise when I looked up my schedule for the upcoming first week of classes.  There was Professor Stevens on my list, as my Human Sexuality teacher no less.  What more could I ask for?  The main man in my naughty teacher fantasy telling me all about sex? Sign me up!

It was time to make my naughty teacher fantasy a reality.

So, on the first day of class, I made sure I wore my sexiest schoolgirl outfit.  I had a short little red plaid skirt on.  And I may have forgotten to put panties on.  Oops!  I paired it with a white button-down blouse, tying it right underneath my tits and making sure the top three buttons were undone.  Then I pulled my hair into pigtails.  And I  added some white knee socks.  Professor Stevens was going to be the leading man in my naughty teacher fantasy.  Whether he wanted to be or not!

Naturally, all eyes were on me when I walked into class.  Especially Professor Stevens.  I swear I saw his mouth drop when I walked in.  Maybe he had a student fantasy to match my naughty teacher fantasy.  Ever the good student, I made sure to grab a seat front and center.  And when Professor Stevens started talking about the history of Human Sexuality, I felt myself get wet.  So I spread my legs open under the desk and showed him.  It only took a second before I caught his eyes going down to my pussy.  He cleared his throat and turned bright red, trying to focus on the class.  And that’s when I put my hand between my legs and opened my pussy lips up even more for him to see.

My naughty teacher fantasy was turning me on so much, I could barely get through the lecture.  Finally, the class was over.  And I’d practically had a silent orgasm the whole time.  I gathered up my books and started towards the door.  Then I heard the words I’d been waiting for.

“Kayla, could you please stay after class for a moment?”

Do you think Professor Stevens could say no to my naughty teacher fantasy?  Could you?

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