Hot for Teacher

I had just finished teaching my Thursday afternoon English Writing class at the university where I am a professor. It is not uncommon for students to stay after class to ask me questions about assignments or grades.  But today, I passed back the last exam that the students took and some of the grades were less than favorable. I have this one student in my class named Luke.  I made a note on his exam asking him to see me after class. His grade was lousy.  It was so obvious he put no effort into studying for the test.  He never pays attention in class.  Clearly he is not interested in the material I am teaching.  I often find him just staring with a glazed look on his face as I walk around the classroom lecturing.   And on this last exam, I think he may have cheated off the student next to him.  So the note I put on his paper said that I wanted him to see me after class so I could question him on whether or not he cheated, not like he would tell me the truth, but I figured it was worth a shot.  Plus, I wanted to explain to him that he was not going to pass the class if he kept up the laziness on assignments and tests.

As expected, he approached me after class, clueless as ever.  When I asked him if he had any idea why I needed to see him, he, of course, said he had no idea.  Not a surprise!  When I told him that he wasn’t going to pass the class, he asked for extra credit and tutoring.  I normally do not grant that offer to my students but I felt bad for him once he told me that his parents would kill him and pull him out of the university if he did not get a 3.0 this semester.  So I agreed to his request.  However, I had no idea what I was really agreeing to.  Luke had something else in mind when he asked for private tutoring.  I found that out rather quickly when I arrived at his apartment for our “tutoring session”.

Since it was after school and I was off the clock, I arrived at Luke’s door wearing  my cute, little pink dress with a pair of black, strappy, 3 inch open toed heels.  I must say that I looked pretty hot.  I know students like Luke stare at my legs in class as I am teaching.  Plus, I knew I was not going to be at his apartment long since he is not a serious student.  I made up my mind that if he was not going to take our tutoring seriously, then I was not giving him too much of my time.

So Luke answered the door and invited me in.  He told me his roommates were out for the evening so we would be alone and have no distractions to get our work done. I had no idea that Luke was not referring to school work.  He had very different “work” planned for us that evening.

Luke got me a glass of water and asked me to sit on the couch with him so we could discuss what he needed to do in order to get a better grade in the class.  I explained that he may not be able to improve his grade at all if he did not get his act together.  He pleaded with me and told me he would do anything.  Since I am a sucker for young guys, I agreed to hear him out.  As Luke inched closer to me on the couch, he began sliding his hand up my dress, revealing my creamy thighs and my little white panties.  I felt a tingle in my pussy as his hand carressed the inside of my thigh, lightly touching my panties and brushing his fingers past my smooth pussy lips.  The more his hands roamed my silken thighs, the wetter I became.  Luke told me he could feel my pussy juice coming through my panties.  Everytime I felt his fingers carress my pussy lips, my clit got larger and larger.  I secretly wanted him to slip his fingers inside of me but I knew it was so wrong to fuck one of my students.  I leaned back on the couch as he told me to relax, sliding my legs open further and moving my panties to the side revealing my juicy pink pussy lips.  My box was glistening with slut butter as he slipped two fingers completely inside of me, almost touching my G-spot.

Luke’s cock was growing in his pants.  The bulge was enormous.  It was screaming to get out of his pants.  I tried to tell him that it wasn’t a good idea that we fuck.  After all I was his professor.  But he insisted that he prove to me how much he deserved a better grade in class.

Luke took my hand and walked me to the side of the couch and slowly bent me over the arm.  Sliding down my little, white panties to reveal my plump, round ass, Luke cupped his hands around my tight booty.  He took his foot and spread my legs wide apart as my honey goddess dripped down my leg from my wet hole.  Luke pressed against my ass with his hard cock already throbbing.  I could feel how big his meat stick was and I welcomed the chance to open my pussy to his enoromous cock.  I knew this was so wrong but the horny little minx in me could not resist being fucked.

Luke took his large shaft in his hand and slid the head between my pussy lips.  It was already oozing with pre-cum and I was so wet that he slipped in with ease.  My lips gripped every inch of his cock as he slid inside, balls deep.

Luke grabbed my bodacious titties and thrust his rod deeper in my pussy.  Shoving that 10 inch cock deeper in my hole.

His rod felt so incredible that I was on the verge of squirting cum all over his cock but wanted to enjoy the feeling of him ramming my pussy a little more.  He kept pulling inch by inch out, teasing me and thrusting back inside to hit my G-spot.  Every inch of my body felt complete ecstasy every time he plunged deeper inside my tight, wet, hole.  I knew our fuck session was so wrong but I couldn’t stop thinking about his throbbing cock stuffed inside of me.

What would happen if someone found out that I was naughty with one of my students?

Call me and you can find out just how much naughtier we got.