After School Special
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
9,321
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Strip Tease For the Professor
Jasmine and Naomi had just about filtered out the conversation between the Librarian and the Professor when the words “I want you to screw me” wafted to their ears. They had been playing with one another and were about to stop listening to the conversation all together but this new development perked their interest once more. They tilted their heads and strained to listen harder as they continued to grope one another in a blind passion fest under the desk. With each passing moment they got wetter and wetter, but being the young women they were they managed to multi-task this situation. The words the Librarian had said finally sunk in and they stopped touching each other as they focused on the situation between the Librarian and Professor Martin.
The Professor took a step back as Lacy continued on, “I don’t know why, but ever since the day I first say you, I have wanted you inside me. If I don’t have you today, right now, I never will.” Professor Martin was thoroughly confused and interested in this request and story but couldn’t think of a reason why she wouldn’t fuck him tomorrow. It didn’t matter as the situation began to sink in and getting laid made itself more and more apparent with each passing moment. Lacy pushed her self off the desk and walked over to Professor Martin. She stood in front of him, taking his right hand with her left and placing it on her breast. “Will you grant me my one wish to act out my fantasy of fucking you, Professor?” she asked him, reaching down with her free hand and rubbing his erection with her right hand.
Professor Martin did not believe he could think right now. He did think about how Naomi and Jasmine were right under his desk top but he quickly disregarded them as the opportunity to get laid lit up in neon lights. He returned his attention to Lacy, who was still rubbing his crotch and he nodded his head, letting her know that he would let her have him. All Professor Martin knew about today is that it has been the best day of his life.
Lacy smiled at the Professor as he nodded his head to let her know that she would get her fantasy. She had looked forward to this day for a long time. She put the Professor’s hand back at his side, grabbed him by both wrists, and walked backward, pulling him by the arms towards the desk. The orange beams of light seemed to intensify as the sexual tension in the room continued to build between Jasmine and Naomi, and Lacy and Professor Martin. It was a wondrous sight to behold, and one that could never be captured by any tangible form of recollection. Lacy and the Professor reached the Professor’s desk and Lacy turned the Professor so his body was up against the desk. She let go of his arms and they dangled back at his sides as he looked at this hot librarian in awe. Lacy looked at the Professor and his dumbfounded look and stepped backwards, away from the Professor.
Lacy smiled at Professor Martin as she reached up with both hands and pulled the bobby pins out of her hair, letting the full length of her long black hair fall down her back and shoulders. She widened her stance and watched Professor Martin as he stood there, leaning against his desk, breathing hard. He had turned into a mindless, penis driven man and this turned Lacy on. He had nothing but a drooling mouth and a thoughtless mind; he was there for her to fuck now.
Lacy let her hands return to her sides. She took her right hand and placed it on her chest, just above her stomach, and she slowly ran her hand down her stomach, across her skirt, and to the bottom of it. She curled her fingers and raised the skirt up, revealing white cotton panties with black lace trim with a little black bowtie near the waist band in the center.
She reached under her skirt with her other hand and grabbed the front of her panties, pulling the front of them down to show off her finely cropped pubic hair, shaped in a strip. She smiled at Professor Martin as she showed herself off to him. The Professor got some capacity to think back and he took the time to drink in the fine details about her as she stood there showcasing what would be his shortly.
He watched Lacy as she was showing him the tip of the iceberg of her pussy. He really wanted at it about now and this whole day has been nothing short of a dream. He drank in the fine details about her; she had let her black hair fall down across her shoulders and back, her hair was about mid back in length and the bangs were down to the bridge of her nose. She still had on her shirt and skirt but she was lifting up the skirt and pulling down the panties in a makeshift striptease for him. He loved it but he was about ready to burst if he didn’t get inside her right away. The orange rays of light showed through the holes in the black lace trim on her panties and it found its way through her black hair. She had a smile of longing and lust on her face and the look of serenity that was in her eyes was starting to shift to lusting and carnal needs.
Lacy smiled at Professor Martin as she watched him look her up and down. Just the caress of his sight made her shiver in anticipation for what was going to happen. She releases her waistband and drops her skirt and walks over to Professor Martin. She puts her left hand on his chest and pushes him up on the desk top to get him to lie down. He follows what he is being moved to do and he lies on the desk top, staring at the ceiling now. He looks up over his chest and props himself up on his elbows as he takes in what Lacy is doing.
She steps back away from him like she is going to pounce on him but she doesn’t. She stops and runs her right hand all up and down her body, closing her eyes and letting a squeak of a moan out of her light red lips. She lets her hand wander across her breasts and finally arriving at her groin she rubs her clit through her dress skirt and panties. She lets another, louder moan escape as she rubs her clit more and more vigorously. She moans one last time and stops. Lacy moves her hand from her wet and waiting pussy up to the buttons on her shirt, undoing them, starting at the bottom and working her way up to the collar. She looks down at what she is doing to focus more on this task to get it out of the way.
Lacy finishes unbuttoning her blouse and she looks over to Professor Martin as she lets her shirt fall open, her breasts coming out. The Professor’s bulge begins to throb at the sight of her breasts being cupped by her D sized white bra. He smiles at her as she pulls her hands out of her shirt and tosses it behind her in a heap on the ground. Lacy turns her body to give it more of a seductive angle and she stands there looking at Professor Martin, gently touching her breasts. She wrapped both of her arms around her back, unclasped her bra, and let it fall to the floor in front of her, her breasts setting freely in the fleeting beams of light, her nipples growing completely erect.
Professor Martin wants Lacy to come to him but just sits there staring at her, propped up on his elbows devouring the visuals that she presents to him. He loved how perfectly round her nipples are and he just wanted to suck on them. He rests all the weight of his upper body on his left elbow and he takes his right hand and begins massaging his erection through his pants. Lacy sees this and starts getting hotter as she rubs herself through her skirt and panties.
Lacy looks at the Professor and says, “I can’t take this anymore.” She reaches under her skirt and pulls down her panties. She gets them around her ankles and she steps out of them, leaving them on the floor next to her blouse. She walks over to the professor and, not even bothering with taking off his shirt; she attacks his belt buckle, finally getting unbuckling. Lacy tears the belt out of its loops and tosses it behind her, immediately working at unbuttoning and unzipping the pants. She was in a fever to get to Professor Martin’s hard cock and he knew it, and he loved every second of it. Lacy finally got his pants unzipped and unbuttoned and tore them down his legs, revealing his propped up boxer shorts. Lacy beheld the sight and said, “Oh my god, that huge cock is going to feel so good going in.”
Jasmine and Naomi both jerked in surprise at what the Lacy had said. It surprised them but was arousing at the same time. Something inside of both of them wanted to take a peak but they both resisted the urge and continued to stroke each other with their shaking hands as their anticipation of continuing what they started on the Professor’s desk continued to grow.
Lacy looked down at the Professor’s bulge in his pants and smiled, “I have wanted to fuck you for a while now, and I’m going to make this something we both remember.” Professor Martin looked up at Lacy in a haze and said, “I’m way ahead of you on that. I’m gonna remember this day forever.” The Librarian barely let the Professor finish his sentence and she was up on the tabletop with him, lining up her pussy with his hard cock. They finally got it right and Lacy sat down on it, letting it slowly slide into her wet pussy. She let out a loud moan as the pure bliss of fucking a man you just really met for the first time began to flow through her body.
The Professor took a step back as Lacy continued on, “I don’t know why, but ever since the day I first say you, I have wanted you inside me. If I don’t have you today, right now, I never will.” Professor Martin was thoroughly confused and interested in this request and story but couldn’t think of a reason why she wouldn’t fuck him tomorrow. It didn’t matter as the situation began to sink in and getting laid made itself more and more apparent with each passing moment. Lacy pushed her self off the desk and walked over to Professor Martin. She stood in front of him, taking his right hand with her left and placing it on her breast. “Will you grant me my one wish to act out my fantasy of fucking you, Professor?” she asked him, reaching down with her free hand and rubbing his erection with her right hand.
Professor Martin did not believe he could think right now. He did think about how Naomi and Jasmine were right under his desk top but he quickly disregarded them as the opportunity to get laid lit up in neon lights. He returned his attention to Lacy, who was still rubbing his crotch and he nodded his head, letting her know that he would let her have him. All Professor Martin knew about today is that it has been the best day of his life.
Lacy smiled at the Professor as he nodded his head to let her know that she would get her fantasy. She had looked forward to this day for a long time. She put the Professor’s hand back at his side, grabbed him by both wrists, and walked backward, pulling him by the arms towards the desk. The orange beams of light seemed to intensify as the sexual tension in the room continued to build between Jasmine and Naomi, and Lacy and Professor Martin. It was a wondrous sight to behold, and one that could never be captured by any tangible form of recollection. Lacy and the Professor reached the Professor’s desk and Lacy turned the Professor so his body was up against the desk. She let go of his arms and they dangled back at his sides as he looked at this hot librarian in awe. Lacy looked at the Professor and his dumbfounded look and stepped backwards, away from the Professor.
Lacy smiled at Professor Martin as she reached up with both hands and pulled the bobby pins out of her hair, letting the full length of her long black hair fall down her back and shoulders. She widened her stance and watched Professor Martin as he stood there, leaning against his desk, breathing hard. He had turned into a mindless, penis driven man and this turned Lacy on. He had nothing but a drooling mouth and a thoughtless mind; he was there for her to fuck now.
Lacy let her hands return to her sides. She took her right hand and placed it on her chest, just above her stomach, and she slowly ran her hand down her stomach, across her skirt, and to the bottom of it. She curled her fingers and raised the skirt up, revealing white cotton panties with black lace trim with a little black bowtie near the waist band in the center.
She reached under her skirt with her other hand and grabbed the front of her panties, pulling the front of them down to show off her finely cropped pubic hair, shaped in a strip. She smiled at Professor Martin as she showed herself off to him. The Professor got some capacity to think back and he took the time to drink in the fine details about her as she stood there showcasing what would be his shortly.
He watched Lacy as she was showing him the tip of the iceberg of her pussy. He really wanted at it about now and this whole day has been nothing short of a dream. He drank in the fine details about her; she had let her black hair fall down across her shoulders and back, her hair was about mid back in length and the bangs were down to the bridge of her nose. She still had on her shirt and skirt but she was lifting up the skirt and pulling down the panties in a makeshift striptease for him. He loved it but he was about ready to burst if he didn’t get inside her right away. The orange rays of light showed through the holes in the black lace trim on her panties and it found its way through her black hair. She had a smile of longing and lust on her face and the look of serenity that was in her eyes was starting to shift to lusting and carnal needs.
Lacy smiled at Professor Martin as she watched him look her up and down. Just the caress of his sight made her shiver in anticipation for what was going to happen. She releases her waistband and drops her skirt and walks over to Professor Martin. She puts her left hand on his chest and pushes him up on the desk top to get him to lie down. He follows what he is being moved to do and he lies on the desk top, staring at the ceiling now. He looks up over his chest and props himself up on his elbows as he takes in what Lacy is doing.
She steps back away from him like she is going to pounce on him but she doesn’t. She stops and runs her right hand all up and down her body, closing her eyes and letting a squeak of a moan out of her light red lips. She lets her hand wander across her breasts and finally arriving at her groin she rubs her clit through her dress skirt and panties. She lets another, louder moan escape as she rubs her clit more and more vigorously. She moans one last time and stops. Lacy moves her hand from her wet and waiting pussy up to the buttons on her shirt, undoing them, starting at the bottom and working her way up to the collar. She looks down at what she is doing to focus more on this task to get it out of the way.
Lacy finishes unbuttoning her blouse and she looks over to Professor Martin as she lets her shirt fall open, her breasts coming out. The Professor’s bulge begins to throb at the sight of her breasts being cupped by her D sized white bra. He smiles at her as she pulls her hands out of her shirt and tosses it behind her in a heap on the ground. Lacy turns her body to give it more of a seductive angle and she stands there looking at Professor Martin, gently touching her breasts. She wrapped both of her arms around her back, unclasped her bra, and let it fall to the floor in front of her, her breasts setting freely in the fleeting beams of light, her nipples growing completely erect.
Professor Martin wants Lacy to come to him but just sits there staring at her, propped up on his elbows devouring the visuals that she presents to him. He loved how perfectly round her nipples are and he just wanted to suck on them. He rests all the weight of his upper body on his left elbow and he takes his right hand and begins massaging his erection through his pants. Lacy sees this and starts getting hotter as she rubs herself through her skirt and panties.
Lacy looks at the Professor and says, “I can’t take this anymore.” She reaches under her skirt and pulls down her panties. She gets them around her ankles and she steps out of them, leaving them on the floor next to her blouse. She walks over to the professor and, not even bothering with taking off his shirt; she attacks his belt buckle, finally getting unbuckling. Lacy tears the belt out of its loops and tosses it behind her, immediately working at unbuttoning and unzipping the pants. She was in a fever to get to Professor Martin’s hard cock and he knew it, and he loved every second of it. Lacy finally got his pants unzipped and unbuttoned and tore them down his legs, revealing his propped up boxer shorts. Lacy beheld the sight and said, “Oh my god, that huge cock is going to feel so good going in.”
Jasmine and Naomi both jerked in surprise at what the Lacy had said. It surprised them but was arousing at the same time. Something inside of both of them wanted to take a peak but they both resisted the urge and continued to stroke each other with their shaking hands as their anticipation of continuing what they started on the Professor’s desk continued to grow.
Lacy looked down at the Professor’s bulge in his pants and smiled, “I have wanted to fuck you for a while now, and I’m going to make this something we both remember.” Professor Martin looked up at Lacy in a haze and said, “I’m way ahead of you on that. I’m gonna remember this day forever.” The Librarian barely let the Professor finish his sentence and she was up on the tabletop with him, lining up her pussy with his hard cock. They finally got it right and Lacy sat down on it, letting it slowly slide into her wet pussy. She let out a loud moan as the pure bliss of fucking a man you just really met for the first time began to flow through her body.