A Lesson in Lust (Teacher Domination Erotica)
Kelly, slutty young college girl, has a crush on her English professor. But, when he keeps her behind in class for not paying attention, and finds out how much she likes him, what will be in store for her from the professor?
This 4,600 word story contains spanking, a cane up an ass, and a hard pussy ramming on the desk! More
Kelly is a slutty young college girl, with a crush on her English professor. But, when he keeps her behind in class for not paying attention, and finds out how much she likes him, what will be in store for her from the professor?
This 4,600 word story contains spanking, a cane up an ass, and a hard pussy ramming on the desk!
“Yeah I know, it’s stupid, I’m sorry.” I twirled my pigtails around and made my eyes wide, to try to look innocent. No one could resist the sweet puppy eyes. “It’s just that you’re quite hot, and I get easily distracted by it.”
“Is that any way to speak to a professor?”
Then, his hand reached up my skirt, and touched my *****. His hand on my ***** was like the touch of a god. Oh my God, his hand rubbed around on my *****. Professor Whittington, sex god extraordinaire, had his hand on my *****! Holy shit on a stick.
I couldn’t even look him in his handsome face anymore. The sweat pumped out my body, and not from the heat anymore. Even though he was sexy, I never expected him to touch me in that place. I almost didn’t like it. It felt like finding out Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy aren’t real. It was a dirty sort of feeling. Even after I’d been touched there many times before, and many other things, his touch felt icky. But more than anything, my ***** got wetter in response, so it wasn’t all that bad.
“I think what a **** like you needs the most is… discipline.”
When he said that, my **** got so tight. The word ‘****’ rolled off his tongue so well. It was so wrong for him to say a word like that to me, but something about it got me so damn hot. Right in that moment, I was ready to be his little ****.
“Well then…” I stood up from the desk, and looked into his eyes. “Give me some discipline, Professor Whittington.”