The first slap comes as a surprise and I yelp and shut my eyes tightly. He soothes the stinging skin with the palm of his hand, and I feel goosebumps rise to meet his caress. My body starts to pulse. It comes alive. I open my eyes and everything seems clearer. The excitement of this torrid affair—or whatever it is that’s happening right now—awakens something inside of me that I didn’t know existed. I can feel my clit start to tingle and my pussy grows wet.
I’m prepared when the next slap lands on my skin, and this time it hurts in the most wonderful way possible. He slides down my body and then his mouth is on my ass cheek, soothing my aching skin with a kiss. He whispers, “You better come fast. I have a class starting in fifteen-minutes.”
I turn my head to look at him. “What?” I start to say, but then two of his fingers are plunging into my pussy. I come almost instantly. At this rate, his voice alone can probably get me off.
He gets on his knees, behind me, his rough cheek rubbing against my bare ass. I’m so nervous. The neon lights are so bright; he can see everything! I’m completely exposed. I’ve never allowed anyone to be this close to me before. I feel scared and exhilarated at the same time.
He nudges my legs apart with his other hand, and I feel his breath on the most intimate part of me. His fingers are pumping inside me, and he’s rubbing circles around my clit with the pad of his thumb. Suddenly his fingers are gone, and I feel his big hands on my ass, spreading me apart and forcing me lower to the table. I moan loudly when I feel his tongue snake up and down my wet pussy. Dragging slowly from top to bottom, spreading my juices around and making me slick from his saliva. He’s devouring me. Eating me like I’m his last meal. My knuckles are white as I grip the desk, holding on tightly so I can stay upright. He focuses his attention on my clit, flicking it furiously. I’ve never felt so full of desire before. Every nerve in my body seems to be concentrated between my legs and I don’t know how much more I can take.
Holy shit.
Then his tongue snakes up, up, up. From my pussy to my asshole. I’d be shocked if I weren’t so turned on. Nobody has ever seen me, let alone tasted me there before, and I’m surprised by how good it feels. Apparently Professor Leo is just as dirty in person as he is in texts. I no longer have any doubts that he’s willing to perform all the lurid promises he made to me in our text messages. It’s not a fantasy any longer. I never expected this to happen, but I’m experiencing the real thing.
Closing my eyes, I moan and roll my hips as Leo takes turns eating out my pussy and ass. When he latches on to my clit with his strong lips, my moaning grows louder. He stuffs his fingers into my swollen pussy while sucking me at the same time, and it drags me into the best orgasm I’ve ever had in my life. I can feel my eyes rolling in the back of my head as pleasure vibrates through me. I want him. I want him so bad. More than I’ve wanted anything in my whole life. More than I ever wanted to be a lawyer. This is such a strange sensation. It’s terrifying! What am I even thinking?
I don’t want it to end, but the speaker rings out its tone again, indicating the next courses will begin in five minutes. Any minute now students will be pulling on those giant oak doors and finding them locked. They’ll see me and Leo, alone in this room, see my disheveled appearance and suspect something. That’s how rumors start, and in this case, it would be true. It’s time to go. I pull up my panties and jeans. My hands are too shaky to be of any use, so Leo buttons my jeans for me and smooths down my hair.
When he puts a strand of hair behind my ear, it’s so sweet, and the way he’s looking at me, all coy, but also gentle …
Stop. It was just sex—not even that, really. It was just fooling around, I guess. I can’t let myself think more of this than it is.
He winks at me. “I’ll see you tomorrow for another lesson.”
The promise of more private time with Leo sends a thrill through me. I make it to the door and unlock it quickly, and I just as I turn down the hallway, I see a group of students enter the room. I wonder if the lecture hall will smell like sex. I imagine Leo teaching, his fingers soft from being inside me, my taste still on his tongue, my scent still on his face.