I was so glad I took a chance and worked to seduce both of them that day. It was the perfect strategy, the perfect moment, and I would certainly do it again. Judging by the way that both of them acted around me, it was obvious that they enjoyed it as well, and I had a feeling that for the three of us, no matter what happened when it was time to go back, no matter the odds, all three of us would figure out a way to see one another.
At the end of the year, we did make a plan. They both managed to get their permanent residence a few years down the road, and the three of us managed to see each other a lot. Both of them were happy, and I was their hot teacher, and it was something that I was happy to be, and happy to enjoy with both of them as a result of my actions.
CUNNING COUGAR
Chapter 1
Professor Annabelle Hamilton sat at her desk, her eyes gazing around t her class.
"Now, let’s take a look at the next chapter if you may. Please turn to page 42 of your textbooks,” she said to the class.
She was the professor at a college campus in Alabama, although she looked like one of the students. But she was 42 years old, had been teaching for over 10 years, and with her short frame, blonde hair, black glasses perched on top, and her filling ass and tits, she looked like one of the students.
Of course, what the faculty didn’t know, was Annabelle’s desires.
She craved cock, specifically black cock. She always had a thing for younger black men, especially those who were at least half her age, and could already be her son. that’s why, even when she was teaching the class, her eyes would gaze at the attractive black student, who had a huge, muscular body, and an obvious huge cock.
She could see it from the way the man dressed. Even when he was in jeans or pants that hid his bulge well, she could see it, and that’s what made Annabelle drool. Gordon was 20 years old, African American, and the star player of the basketball team. He was a sophomore college student, with a tall frame, brown eyes, and bulging muscles.
Annabelle usually kept herself together, but that was proving harder and harder to do with each passing moment. She craved cock, and she craved what that man had hidden underneath it all. She moved her body up to the board, her thick ass showcased in an obvious pencil cut skirt. She wore a fitting white colored blouse, a black vest, and had her hair pulled back. She wrote down the instructions, blabbering to the class about the most recent assignment.
"Now class, can you tell me a little bit about what the author is trying to convey here?” she asked.
One of the students, the star student Brainiac who knows everything, stood up and gave the reasoning, the rest of the class mostly ignoring it. Gordon’s eyes were on Annabelle though, and he noticed that she would eye him from time to time. He saw that her eyes would follow him each time he entered the classroom, took a seat, and whenever he could see her stealing a look at him.
In truth, Gordon found the subject super boring. He didn’t want to take English, but he was forced to for his degree. It felt more like he was being forced to do it. He didn’t understand any bit of it, and when Annabelle blabbered with the other student, Gordon couldn't pay much attention to anything else other than her.
Her round ass and tits, which were so obvious to the eye, were practically calling out to him, begging for him to say something. He sat back in his chair, staring at her in his line of vision, watching as she had this discussion with the student about the meaning of some boring-ass poem that didn’t matter two shits to Gordon in all honesty. He didn’t understand the appeal of English, he just liked how smoking hot his teacher was.
But he would always notice, that when it was done, her eyes would linger onto him. Gordon noticed this immediately, and it was making Gordon immediately curious. His white fitting muscle shirt showed off his arms and chest, and he could see her staring at them from time to time, almost as if she was eye fucking in him some way.
“Alright class, I have an assignment for you. Please do it. You have twenty minutes,” she said.
The class groaned, but Annabelle didn’t care. She moved towards her desk, pretending to be preoccupied with the records that the class had as they answered the activity. She would grade it nonetheless, but she planned on using this time for other things.
Annabelle looked immediately at Gordon, practically staring at him with the rest of the class doing the work. She immediately started to fantasize, which she probably shouldn’t do during class, but she really didn’t care. Her mind immediately went to what it would be like to have his body pressed up against her, feeling his cock right against her pussy lips.
She started to move her thighs together, pressing them together and masturbating like that. She was sensitive enough that this worked, letting her pussy lips glide against one another as she thought about this. She was already spilling her wetness, feeling the glistening desire against her thighs. She continued this, crossing and recrossing her legs as she began to think about what it would be like to have that man for her own desires, to feel that large cock tease her pussy lips, and to let his lips experiment and explore her body.
She looked at him. It may not have been the smartest move, but she looked at his chest, noticing how easy it was to look at the muscles that were there, and the muscles themselves they were big, burly, and the brawny nature of them made her shiver. She then let her eyes immediately move down to the obvious bulge in his pants, one that was so big he probably couldn't hide it, and as he answered those questions, her eyes continued to linger. He was answering questions, moving her thighs a bit, trying to be as discreet as possible when she immediately felt it.
Her climax.
She looked at him, and for a second, their eyes met. Fuck. She didn’t want him to realize this in a sense, but at the same time, she wanted Gordon to see what he was doing to her, how his mere presence turned her the fuck on and made her shiver and quiver with delight. She discreetly looked at him, trying her best to contain the quivering that her pussy felt, the way her thighs shook from the onset of her orgasm.
She climaxed there, right in front of her class, realizing that she did this lewd gesture right then and there. God, she hoped that nobody saw, but then, she looked immediately at Gordon, and she saw the smirk.
Gordon gave her a smirk that was subtle but said it all. In truth, what Annabelle didn’t know what that deep inside, Gordon always had a thing for his professor, and although he hated the class, he low-key was delighted to be here because of the way that she looked. Despite how old she was, which he found out was 42, much older than he thought, she was so fucking hot and sensual which was a huge turn-on to him. In truth, Gordon did fantasize about fucking her on her desk, but he never really thought about making a move until now.
The bell rang, and Annabelle looked at all of them, smiling.
"Well, I guess it’s time. Turn in what you have. you’re dismissed,” she said.
The class started to file forward, and Annabelle looked immediately at Gordon, who locked eyes with her. He was waiting until the rest of the class was gone, his thoughts still on her gorgeous body and fucking her mercilessly, but then, he heard a sound.
"You coming?” his friend David said.
"Shit, yeah. I am,” he replied.
He followed his friend out of there, and while Gorgon was slightly disappointed, he knew that he would do it again next time. He would make a move on her, even if it took everything within him to do so.
Chapter 2
Another class period was upon Annabelle. Their class would only meet a couple times a week, so Annabelle would have to go a few days before she would see her black stud once again. She sat at the front of the desk, looking at each of the students as they filed in. there was a look of dread on both of their faces, primarily because she was giving them an examination today. However, Annabelle noticed that when Gordon came in, he looked at her with a small gaze that was fleeting, but it was enough to feel thrilled and also very aroused at the same time.
She wanted to fuck the shit out of him, to ride that cock and have it plunge into her. But she certainly was a little bit worried about the implications. She had to be subtle. When it was time, she stood up, about to hand out the papers.
“Alright, you have about an hour to complete this. If you have any questions about the exam, let me know and I’ll answer them,” she said.
They all nodded, and she noticed as she gave the exam papers, all of them was nervous. She noticed that the first people to get the exam were quietly answering, concentrating, and once she finished, she stood near the front.
Annabelle then waited a few moments, looking at each of the students. There was a problem with cheating at this school in the past, not her class, so she needed to walk around and make sure that everyone was following the rules, and if there were issues, she would take them on.
She walked down the aisle, her heels clicking with every single motion. She started to move towards the back, towards the familiar black muscular man that had her attention and then some. When she did walk near him, she took a moment to inhale his masculine and fresh scent, smelling the smell of his body wash, and also that scent of masculinity. It was then when she started to feel her pussy lips gliding across one another, and soon, she could feel her body growing hot and bothered as she started to walk around the class.