Sex with a professor

This story happened to me when I was in my second year of university. Let me describe myself. I'm a tall brunette. I have a firm, round butt and neat, perky size three breasts. I adore tight dresses and skirts, and I also love tops with deep necklines.

Since I was young, the sticky, lustful looks from grown men have turned me on..

So, September. A new psychology professor came to us. Yakov Semyonovich. He looked about 60. He's somewhat plump, balding, not very tall, and wears glasses.

I was sitting in the front row and immediately noticed how his gaze, even during the first lecture, slid into my cleavage and lingered there. This happened again the next

day. I realized he liked me and started teasing him. I would twirl my gold pendant with my finger, which just happened to be nestled in my top's neckline, or I'd "accidentally" spill water while drinking from my bottle and spend a long time wiping my chest... And one day I got really bold. I came to his lecture wearing a jacket, which I immediately took off, leaving me in just a tank top without a bra.

Yakov Semyonovich simply couldn't take his eyes off me.

As I expected, he asked me to stay after the lecture to discuss the topic of my future paper.

When the classroom was empty, he sat down next to me, started reading out topics, and his hand rested on my knee. He read and stroked me—first hesitantly, then more and more intensely and higher up. His touches aroused me. I was so waiting for him to get bold enough to touch my pussy. But he kept hesitating.

So I turned to him and said: I want you too.

He was taken aback. He said he didn't mean anything like that. He just really liked my breasts. He said he was old now and just wanted to look. I didn't mind showing myself.

Yakov Semyonovich started trembling all over when I lifted my tank top and my tanned breasts came into his view. His hand involuntarily went to his fly and started fumbling with his cock through his trousers. My little panties were completely soaked..

I brought my breasts closer to his mouth, which was lewdly open. His thick, wet lips slid over my breasts. While he licked and sucked them, I helped him unbutton his fly and started jerking his cock.

"I want to take you in my mouth," I said, "I want to suck your cock, I want to breathe in its smell.."

Yakov Semyonovich let me do it.

That was our first time.

I'll write about what happened next later.

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