Of course he noticed her also. She was a very attractive girl and she stood out amongst her peers, but whether or not she knew this was another thing. She had long dark blonde hair that reminded him of a bronze Roman coin, and her eyes were dark and shiny, which stood out against her fair features. Her breasts were full and round and her ass was plump and high. He was certain that she wore provocative and sexy clothes on purpose, especially for him. Tight jeans and pants, short skirts and dresses and tight, form fitting shirts and tops. His favorite that she wore was a white shirt with sleeves that came to the elbow. It was very tight and cupped her breasts nicely, but he noticed that she would leave the two top buttons undone so that whenever he sat down at his desk he got an eyeful as she sat directly in his line of sight, or when she ‘dropped’ something and had to pick it up, he caught a glimpse of her cleavage.
She was very bright and she was one of his best students, as her grades proved. At first, her constant questioning of him and her un-satisfaction with just one answer irritated him, but now he was used to her, and her constantly raised, slim hand was as much a part of his classroom as the white board or the faulty light that flickered when it was raining.
One day as he was teaching, Naomi was wearing a short skirt. He just happened to glimpse up as she parted her legs slightly to re-cross them. She wasn’t wearing any panties. His gaze flicked from under her skirt to her face and he saw that she was smiling coquettishly before winking at him. What a little tease, he thought. As soon as the end of the day rolled around he went straight home and rubbed one out thinking about Naomi, sans underwear. After that, the lack of panties and the sightings of her pussy were more frequent. He now spent most of the time she was in his class, in a state of arousal. She was very tempting to him, but then he wagered that she was probably very tempting to a lot of men. Was she a tease to them?
It certainly made for an interesting class, having her there, each day wearing new outfits to try and get his attention. It was exciting for Naomi also to wear the attention-grabbing outfits, knowing that her Professor could see down her top or up her skirt. She was shy, yes, and inexperienced, but something about this man drew her in. His subtle sexuality was something she had picked up on, and now that she had the scent she was unwilling to let it go. She would spend a good amount of time daydreaming about being underneath his desk with him in her mouth, or bent over his desk as he had his wicked way with her. It was exciting to her to think on this and wonder what it would feel like to have the hands of an experienced man running over her body, telling her what to do and guiding her.
It call came to a head one lesson when Naomi, not breaking eye contact with her Professor, picked up her bottle of water and drank deeply from it, looking at him the whole time. He sat there and watched the motion of her throat as she swallowed the cool liquid. Some of the water spilled from her mouth and ran slowly down her chin. Not leaving his gaze she swiped at the inner corner of her mouth with her tongue and then flicked the slowly dribbling water with her finger. She grinned cheekily at him and then got back to her work.
This girl is driving me insane, he thought, both frustrated and aroused at the same time. Naomi was the last to leave at the end of the lesson that day, so seeing his chance, he took it. “A word please,” he said to her as the other students filed out.
“Yes Professor March?” she asked, all innocence, acting as if nothing had happened.
“You’re a good student aren’t you?” he asked.
“I’d like to think so.”
“An opportunity has arisen for you to gain extra-credit, if you so wish. It is a big undertaking, with extra class time and tutoring on my part, and an increased workload for you,” he explained.
“I can handle anything you give me,” she said seductively.
“I’m sure you can. The question is, what are you willing to do to get extra credit?” he asked her.
He saw her falter slightly and he wondered if she fully understood his meaning. Surely she did, a girl that pretty who was such a little tease, surely she knew what he was hinting at. Professor March walked towards her, took her face in his hands and kissed her full on the mouth. The slight roughness of it took her by surprise at first, but she welcomed the affection and was soon returning the kiss, even pushing her tongue up against his when he wanted to gain entry.
Naomi broke away from the kissing, biting her lip and looking at the floor hesitantly before going back to giving him eye contact. “Professor March,” she said slowly. “We shouldn’t do this.”
“You want to stay ahead don’t you?” he asked. Naomi nodded, looking at him with her shiny brown eyes. “Then you will do this,” he said in a quietly domineering voice. He had the confidence that came with men his age, knowing that yelling and shouting wasn’t always effective at getting a point across. Speaking strongly and with confidence always won out. Using a strong yet level voice was always better.
“But I don’t know if I can,” she continued in a voice that was shaky and unsure.
“You’ve been teasing me all this time, leading me on and now you have doubts?” he questioned. She didn’t answer, she didn’t know what to say to him. “If you’re truly a good girl, like you say you are, then you will get down on your knees right now for me.”
Naomi hesitated again, and while she was unsure, something within her was awakening. She realized that she wanted to do this. She wanted to feel what it was like to have this man’s cock in her mouth. Naomi dutifully lowered to her knees and looked up at him. Reaching out a shaking hand she unbuckled his belt and tugged at it until it was loosened.
She gently moved her hand up and down it, feeling it grow in her hand. She heard his breathing change, the only noise in the empty classroom. She squeezed him again and moved her hand faster, smiling when she heard him moan. She felt proud that she had got that sound out of him.
“Now take it in your mouth,” he said in a croaky and hoarse voice. Naomi hesitated and looked at him almost in challenge, but her better sense won over and she took him in her mouth. She sucked on the large head, making Bernard shudder. She swirled her tongue around it and then licked the underside of it. He moaned and placed his hands on the back of her head, inviting her to take him deeper in her mouth. She did so, making a tight suction with her mouth as she slid her tongue along the underside of his hard cock.
She took him out of her mouth, stroked him for s few short seconds then sucked on the head again, taking it back into her warm mouth. “Deeper, take it deeper,” he said in a raspy voice. It was incredible the effect that girl was having on him. She pulled his cock of out her mouth again and held it in her small hand.
“No,” she said defiantly, a teasing smile on her face, looking up at him with big brown eyes. He smiled roguishly at her, loving that she was still insisting on being a tease for him. He leaned down and placed his hands on her shoulders, pulled her up and gently pushed her towards his desk, where he bent her over it and pulled up her skirt so it was draped over her back. Her underwear was soon removed, revealing the perfect white cheeks of her ass. He rubbed a gentle hand over them, massaging each cheek. He heard Naomi sigh as he rubbed, which pleased him. He raised his open palm and kept it in mid-air, keeping Naomi waiting and wondering what his next move would be. He moved his palm through the air and spanked her, the loud sound of his palm connecting with her soft ass reverberating around the room.
“Argh,” she cried out in shock and surprise. Bernard smiled to himself and spanked her again on the other ass cheek, but not as hard this time. Naomi cried out again, but not as loud. Though it hurt and surprised her at first, she didn’t hate it. The sensation was something she would have to get used to, but she did not dislike the experience. He spread her ass cheeks further apart and ran two fingers up and down her pussy, finding her slit, exploring with his fingers. She was wet. Not dripping wet, but she was lubricated. This pleased Bernard and his cock ached to be given attention once more. He leaned over Naomi, gripping her hands and placing them on the edge of the desk so she was on her tip-toes. He positioned himself behind her, getting ready to have her.
“Wait,” he heard Naomi say. He stopped himself. “I-I’m a virgin,” she said. Bernard paused, his cock resting just at her entrance.
“A virgin?” he asked. He ran a finger up and down her slit, finding her clitoris and playing with it. Naomi moaned and pushed herself onto him so just the tip was inside her. “Do you want this?” he asked. Naomi hesitated and then gave her consent as Bernard continued to play with her clitoris. “A virgin,” he said to Naomi once more. “Not for long,” he said, slowly pushing into her.
He felt her go tense and rigid underneath him, so he went slowly, using short strokes to push himself further into her. She felt tight, wet and warm. When his full length was inside her, he rested, giving her a chance to get used to it. After a few moments, he slowly withdrew himself fully, until he was resting just at her entrance. He slammed his hips into hers and Naomi moaned loudly, both in surprise and pleasure. He held her hips and thrust deep inside her, enjoying the sound and feel of Naomi’s growing arousal.
He groaned and continued inside her tightness, feeling her become more animated as she was bent over his desk. He spanked her ass and left pink hand-prints on the creamy white skin. He leaned in closer to her, so hips were landing against hers, his chest resting on her back. He put his hand up her shirt and felt up underneath her bra, rolling the firm nipples between his fingers.
“Mmmmmmm,” Naomi sighed, closing her eyes, loving the feeling of having her Professor inside her and playing with her breasts.
He kissed her on the cheek and then whispered in her ear. “I’m going to cum sweetheart. I want to cum in your mouth, and you’re going to swallow like a good girl.” He gave her three more firm thrusts and then pulled out of her, spinning her around quickly and gently pushing her back down to the floor. He put his cock near her mouth and told her to open it, and at first she refused.
“I’ve never swallowed before,” she said, watching Bernard jerk himself quickly, going red in the face. With his other hand he put his fingers in her mouth to keep it open so he could cum in her mouth. He was expecting her to bite him, but she never did, which was a pleasant surprise. With a loud grunt, he exploded in her mouth, unleashing his cum over her tongue, some of it landing on her lips and dripping down. She didn’t swallow it at first, she just kneeled there with her mouth open, the cum of her Professor in her mouth.
She raised her brows and gave him a questioning look. Professor March laughed and said. “I actually don’t care what you do with it sweetheart, it’s enough for me to see it in your mouth.” Naomi thought on this and closed her mouth and swallowed, deciding that it was the easiest and best option for what was in her mouth.
“You really are a good girl aren’t you?” he asked. Naomi smiled at him as she started to re-adjust herself.
“Do I get the extra-credit?”
“I’ll decide after one more meeting,” he answered.
Author’s Note: Big thanks to Conbrio for helping with this story. Giving me the idea and supporting me when I had a case of writer’s block and was doubting myself. If you haven’t already, check out his profile page and his story. He is an excellent writer.
