“You are playing with fire,” he says as he palms my forearms and presses his cock between the cheeks of my plump, firm ass.
“Ummmm….” I moan softly as I push back against him and squeeze his cock in my ass crack. I have been hoping so. Damn, your cock feels incredible Professor Greene.”
“Call me Thomas,” he demands.
“I think I prefer Professor Greene,” I tell him. “That seems to turn you on more, and I am committed to turning you on as much as I can.”
“It does turn me on,” he whispers in my ear as he moves his palms across the front of my shorts to my tiny, round tummy and begins rocking his hips so that his cock is now sliding up and down between my ass cheeks.
“I have been hoping so,” I say in my most-sultry tone. “Do you have plans for that hard cock of yours or are you just going to slide it back and forth back there?”
“I’m warning you, bitch,” he breathes against my neck. You might get more than you are bargaining for.”
“You have no idea how much I am bargaining for, Professor Greene,” I sigh as I slowly lean forward in order to take his cock more deeply in the crack of my ass. “I bet you wish I did not have these shorts on. When you get around to taking them off me you will be happy to see that I did not wear panties. As a matter of fact, I bet you can already smell my pussy. I am drenched thanks to you, Professor Greene.”
“You are one hot, nasty bitch,” he whispers as he slips his hands inside the back of my shorts and holds an ass cheek in each palm. “Are those amazing tits of yours as real as your ass?”
“I will let you be the judge of that,” I whisper back to him and give my tits a wiggle.
He unzips my shorts and they fall around my ankles. He kneels behind me and runs his tongue down my spine as he goes. I kick my crumpled shorts aside, put my elbows on his desk and spread my feet apart so that he can lick my pussy from behind. As he does, he drives his nose into the crack of my ass and he breathes deeply.
“You taste incredible,” he tells me when he comes up for air.
“Your tongue feels incredible!” I shout. “Fuck me with it, Professor Greene! Fuck me
real deep!”
“I’ve had enough of your ass for now!” he shouts out loud and lifts me onto his desk, holds my ankles and spreads my legs as far apart as they will go. “I want to fuck your pussy, bitch!”
“It is about fucking time!” I shout, knowing that I am about to be the first student he fucks.
I unbutton his shirt while he drops is pants to the floor. After I get his shirt off, I rake my nails down his chest and hard abs all the way down to scrotum. I cup his churning balls in one hand while I grasp the base of his cock and guide it to my aching, wet pussy.
“I want to be fucked like a thousand dollar whore!” I tell him. “Fuck me like you have wanted to fuck every girl you have ever taught.”
I now see and feel that Thomas has the biggest, thickest cock I’ve ever had in me. It turns me on even more and I want to make the most of the moment.
“Fuck me deep, Professor Greene,” I order him. “Fuck me right and I will squirt when I cum.”
“We can’t do that!” he says. “I have students’ papers under you.
“Damn!” I shout. “Fuck their papers! I want to the best you have. Give it all to me!”
Thomas carefully slides the papers to his chair, wraps his forearms around my upraised thighs and pulls me right to the edge of his desk until my ass hangs off of it. Then he drives his thick meat rod deep into me and fucks me until I cannot hold back another moment and I squirt my juices all over his chest, stomach and cock. It was glorious and took my breath away. But he has not cum yet! This shocks me because I am sure that his view of my big, meaty tits dancing on my chest with nipples stiff as pencil erasures is a sight to behold, especially while I work my pussy muscles to squeeze his throbbing cock as he pumps it in and out of me with all his might. Yet, his cock is as hard as a rock and he as not cum. Poor man!
As he slowly withdraws his drenched cock from my sopping pussy, dripping cum onto his desk, I enfold his rod in my hands so that he can enjoy their heat all along his length. He smiles and growls his approval as I gently squeeze his hard cock in my hot hands, imitating the action he felt in my hungry cunt. When he is completely out of my pussy, I quickly slide to my knees on the floor and grasp his muscular thighs to guide his turgid cock into my warm, wet, well-trained mouth. He groans as I close my lips around this thick meat stick just below its glorious head, and he slides it all the way to the back of my throat so that my lips encircle the base of his cock. I suck mightily on his meat and massage its underside with my tongue and he is in heaven.
After I suck his cock for at least five luxurious minutes, he cums in the back of my throat like a wild stallion. I am glad I am so experienced at sucking cock because he lets loose with what I am sure is the biggest load I have ever swallowed. Still, small amounts of it ooze out of the corners of my mouth and he scolds me playfully for being so sloppy. I stand up and kiss him deeply with my open, cum-lined mouth and coat his tongue with cum. He tastes himself for the first time and I can tell it excites him. He pulls me up to stand in front of him. I know he loves the fact that I am nearly as tall as he is. He is looking deep into my eyes and his hands are holding as much of my firm 38DD tits as they can contain as he flicks my sensitive nipples with his thumbs
“Now do you see what we can accomplish in private, you naughty bitch?” he playfully asks. “I want you to behave yourself in my class from now on. Will you promise me that you will?”
“I promise I will try,” I playfully answer him. “But now that I have tasted your creamy cum I cannot promise success. I have never been fucked with such a large cock before Professor Greene. I absolutely love the way it feels inside of me. And you have not even fucked me in the ass yet. I really want that, you know. Do we have time?”
“I’m afraid not you horny, beautiful slut,” Thomas laughs and shakes his head in disbelief. “I have a meeting to get to and you must not be late for your next class.”
“You are what you Americans call a party pooper,” I tease him while getting dressed.
“I am free the whole afternoon tomorrow,” he says. “Can you come with me to my place?”
“Pick me up at noon, lover,” I say with the smile he just put on my face.
Moments later I am crossing campus, enjoying the aftertaste of Professor Greene’s cum in my mouth and throat. I should run back to the dorm and brush my teeth and gargle. But I am enjoying the taste of my first American man so much that I am inspired to try for a second one before heading back to the dorm. I wonder if Dean Radcliff is in his office.
I take the short walk to his office and his secretary greets me.
“Hello!” she says cheerfully. “How may I help you?”
“I’m hoping Dean Radcliff is available,” I say, enjoying the double meaning.
“Who should I say is asking?” she asks.
“Please tell him Natalya Ivanov needs a few minutes with him,” I say innocently.
She sticks her head into the dean’s inner office, then shows me in but does not follow.
“Hello, Natalya!” the dean says with obvious joy. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you too, Dean Radcliff,” I reply and wrap my arms tightly around his neck.
I crush the fullness of my big, firm tits into his chest and bring my wanton, open mouth down on his slowly so that he is sure to smell the cum I swallowed just minutes ago. He balks at first. But then I see a “What the hell!” look on his face and he feeds his tongue down my throat and cups my meaty ass cheeks in his hands.
“Well, that was quite a greeting!” he says with a huge smile on his face. “I don’t know what I said to make you return so soon, but I certainly am glad to see you again. Is that a greeting I can look forward to regularly, or is this a special occasion.”
“I will be blunt, Dean Radcliff,” I say matter-of-factly. “I am hornier I have been in months and only one thing can fix that.”
“Well, whatever fix you need, I guarantee you I’ll do my best to provide it,” he says boldly.
“You don’t need to do anything but sit in that comfortable chair of yours, hold my head in your hands and let me give you the best blow job you’ve ever had,” I say.
“Um-um, really?” he stutters. “That’s what you need?”
“Yes,” I say seriously, “and I need it now. Sit down.”
Of course he does, plants he feet far apart to give me room to operate. I kneel between his legs, unzip his pants without saying another word and fish his hardening cock out of his boxer shorts. Though his cock is still hardening, I can tell it is not as large as Professor Greene’s. But it is prettier. So I am happy. I pull my shirt over my head and toss it at him playfully, but he lets it slide to the floor because he is too busy reaching for my big, naked tits. As he massages them gently, I surround his cock with my lips.
“Holy shiiiiiiit!” he whispers. “That feels wonderful. Suck my cock baby. Suck it good!”
“Do you like my big tits?” I ask him playfully when I take a breath.