by Kaylee Kane
“Tessa, what brought you here?” said Mafento without looking away from his book. Lucky me, shame was burning through my face. My pale cheeks must have gone bright pink now. I couldn’t bear for him to see how horny I got for him.
I was kinda surprised he remembered my name but then I thought he might have picked it up when I had to go and see the Divine Principal. I thought the whole campus would’ve known my name by now if they hadn’t before.
I cleared my throat but my damn voice was trembling like hell. “I’m sorry…” The air turned into solid, compressing my lungs. Every breath was labor. The way Mafento looked up and his brooding eyes pierced straight into my soul set me on fire. I’d come with the intention to repent and ask for forgiveness but one look at Mafento, the darkness living inside me came alive.
It happened every time I tried to be a good girl again. Something would draw me back to the dark side. Coming to think of it, why would I want to repent and miss out on all the fun? Why would I want to do the right thing and obey the system when I got banished here for doing the right thing?
Yes, I was still very pissed and petty about my banishment to the Fallen Angels. I was the Angel of Death. I was supposed to bring this abused little kid home but I didn’t have the heart to do it, so I took the abuser instead. It was the right thing to do, right? Why did I get into trouble then? I know, I could’ve gotten a worse sentence for breaking the goddamn protocol but it still didn’t make me feel any better.
I’d been yearning for Mafento’s cock since the first time I learned of his existence. You could blame it on my loneliness or my curiosity that was equivalent to that of a hellcat. No other male that had made me feel this way…except for of course the mysterious stranger Professor Urken who had come to my rescue during the attack.
Professor Mafento took a long stare at me. It made me wonder if he could read my mind. That would be awkward. “I must admit that I was quite disappointed that you decided to abandon the campus at the time of emergency.” He pursed his lips, a pained expression cast on his face. “I hope that the attack wasn’t a part of your carefully detailed escape plan.”
My stomach lurched when he tossed a couple of journals on the desk. I immediately recognized that they had been mine. I hadn’t only planned my escape in those journals. The scribbles of forbidden black magic and all sorts of secrets were etched in those. Including my feelings for Mafento. A gasp escaped from my chest as the mix of anger and shame surged in me. “Where the fuck did you get those?” I demanded.
The corner of his almost nonexistent lip curled up into a smirk. “I was told by the Divine Principle to raid your room after the incident. To look for evidence of your act of treason. I couldn’t have imagined what would happen if I handed these over to the Divine Principal.”
I chewed my lips raw as blistering heat spread through my chest. If Mafento hadn’t read my mind yet, he would have known by now how much I yearned to be claimed and dominated by him.
“Did you read them all?” I muttered.
Mafento did not give me an immediate reply but from the disconcerted look on his face, I already got the answer. I was supposed to be mad. I hated having my raw form being exposed and for someone to read me like a book. In this case, for someone to read my journals where I poured my heart and soul into, leaving nothing to the imagination.
Instead, I was feeling horny as fuck. Before this, the sexy fantasy of Mafento only existed in my mind, in those journals where I etched dirty things I wanted him to do to me. Now, there was a special connection between the two of us. Mafento had read them all. He knew what was going through my mind. Only he and no one else knew.
Instead of handing over those journals to the Divine Principal, Mafento had decided to take the risk and give me a second chance.
I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until Mafento nodded. Right at the instance, the color on his face heightened into a darker shade. A thin film of sweat glistened on his forehead. His breath became labored and shallower. “I have no words…I don’t know what to say.”
I couldn’t explain how hot Mafento looked when he was coming undone or how horny he’d made me feel. I chewed my lips raw, feeling the urgent need rising within me. It wasn’t the first time I had felt this way for Mafento but this time, I let myself go. I had no idea what came over me. My anger towards the Divine Principal and the system that made me want to rebel? My lust towards Professor Mafento that I had been bottling up inside me? Maybe a bit of both.
“You don’t have to say anything…” I skimmed my trembling hands across my chest where I sexually fondled my breasts. I grinned sheepishly when Mafento’s eyes widened in shock but his jaw clenched savagely. He gripped tightly onto the edge of his escritoire, the veins on the back of his hands pulsed.
“What–what kind of tricks are you up to now?” said Mafento in his breathless voice. His irises expanded when I swept the stuff he got on the table and climbed on top of it. The fire roaring through my veins burst into an inferno that was scorching through my core. My panties were soaked to the skin when I ripped my top down.
My breasts sprang out and bobbed excitedly on my chest. Kneeling by the edge in front of Mafento, I cupped my hands on my breasts and started playing with my tits, tugging hard at my nipples until they went hard and erect. Mafento gulped, the skin on his neck went taut as his Adam apple bobbed up and down on his throat.
His brooding eyes widened and stilled on my chest, marveling at my bounty. I might have played with my own tits too many times but nothing could compare to the excitement I felt doing this while Mafento watched. He gulped, he looked like he was going to say something to stop me but changed his mind.
I reached out and grabbed his hand. Mafento didn’t stop me. I knew he wanted this as much as I did. I put his hand on my breast. A needy growl rumbled from his throat as the warmth of his palm emanating against my areola. I groaned and threw my head back when he started squeezing and reshaping my tit within his fingers.
“Fuck, Tessa,” growled Mafento, his hungry eyes glazed over with need as he bent over and buried his face in my cleavage. My eyes flew open as Mafento lapped his tongue around my areola and took my tit into his mouth where he sucked aggressively. “Mmmm, fuck, this is so fucking good…” I muttered as hot wetness grew between my legs.
My moans rolled up my chest and came out in an endless stream. I pushed my chest up, thrusting my tit deeper into his mouth. “Yes, sir, that’s right, don’t deny yourself what you want…you know you want this so much…” I hissed through my gritted teeth as Mafento tightened his hold on my arm.
His hungry eyes flashed with an animalistic gleam as his gaze interlocked with mine. His hot breath skated across my chest. “You’re right, Tessa. You might think I don’t pay attention to my students but I do…especially you, this sexy little Goth girl sitting at the front row in my lecture. The moment I first saw you, I wanted to fuck what’s between your luscious long legs.”
The skin on the nape of my back tingled as an electric bolt shot through me. Mafento wanted to fuck me. My professor crush I thought had zero interest in me had been secretly wanting to claim this pussy. I felt like a fool for not taking the risk. It would have made the past fifty years a hundred times more exciting. If I got on his good side, I might even earn myself a ticket out too.
His breathing was getting heavy and they ripped through his gnashed teeth. My bones were melting. “I’ve been deprived of what I needed for too long…and I didn’t think you felt the same way for me. Sure it’s sinful and wrong, but today, I’m willing to take the risk…I’m going to claim and fuck you like a dirty whore you want to be.”
My stomach lurched when Mafento got up, knocking over the chair he was sitting on. He scooped me up from under my thighs and laid me down on the table with my legs spread wide open for him. The position was humiliating enough. My body went taut when Mafento pushed his thumb against my crotch. I bucked forward as a needy cry ripped from my dry lips.
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My throat and mouth felt dry as I threw my head back and pinched my eyes closed. Damn, it was so fucking hot. My pussy wept harder, soaking through my panties and dribbled down my inner thighs. His demanding thumb kept coming, rubbing in a sweet circular motion against my hot spot. Bolts of excitement shot straight to my core.
I was no stranger to fingering myself but none of those times made me feel this good, this needy. Even when I tried to masturbate to Mafento’s naked image. This thrill I was feeling was greater than anything I’d felt before and I wanted more.
“Mmmm…fuck, Mafento…sir…this is so good…I want you to make me feel like a whore…to claim me and fuck me like a dirty slut that I am…” I arched my back, thrusting my crotch against his thumb. The urgent need in my cunt grew stronger, yearning to be used and claimed.
Mafento’s contorted face turned into the shade of bright red. He looked like he was about to explode from need. I glanced down and saw the massive package in his crotch bulging and stretching the fabric of his pants. He looked so hung, the dick print was pressed against his pants, leaving nothing to the imagination.
I reached out trying to touch his manhood but he grabbed my wrists and pinned my hands above my head with a growl. “I haven’t finished with you yet, Tessa.” My knees turned into jelly, my legs trembled like crazy. Before I could protest, Mafento pulled my soaking panties aside and bent over to kiss my pussy buds.
My whole body firmed up as his tongue danced on my clit, hitting on all the right spots. I could feel his warm breath on my pussy as he started sucking on it and thrusting his tongue through the opening of my clit. “Oh my god…sir…it’s so fucking good…oh god…”
My head was spinning so quickly I thought I was going to pass out soon. Now I wouldn’t believe him if he told me he couldn’t read my mind when he knew exactly where my g-spots were and hitting them right. Curling my toes, I wrapped my legs around his neck while scratching my nails across the desk.
“Oh, sir…oh my god, it’s so fucking good…mmmm…ah-ah…” I blinked quickly as the animalistic instinct awakened and blossomed within me. My body was singing with need, begging for him to take me. “Sir Mafento, please…please claim me like a dirty whore…take me to the heavens and back!”
Mafento growled and pulled away, leaving the aching void in my pussy. He wiped his arm over his chin silky with spit and pre-cum. “Not yet…not until you have earned and proven your worth.” He reached forward and grabbed me by the chin. My heart thundered so loudly in my chest and threatened to jump out anytime as our eyes interlocked.
I was crackling with excitement as he tightened his clutch and thrust his fingers into my lips where I started sucking erotically. “Mmmm.” A growl rumbled from Mafento’s chest. “Why don’t you put those sexy lips to work?”
I grinned sheepishly to myself as a spurt of lust shot through me, catapulting me off the escritoire. Getting on my knees, I started undoing Mafento’s pants when he slapped me gently on my hands. “Greedy. Be patient and you shall receive what you deserve,” he chided.
I sank back and sulked like a naughty child who’d been told off. “Now are you gonna be a good girl and do as I told?” said Mafento.
I pursed my lips and reluctantly nodded. I couldn’t stop looking at the bulge in his crotch that was growing by the second. I had no idea what came over me and reached my hand out to grab it. His cock jumped and prodded against my palm before my hand was swiftly removed.
With a growl, Mafento hauled me up and the next second, I was over his knees with my ass arched up in the air. Sparks flew in my tummy. I struggled to get off him but he was pinning me on the small of my back, locking me in position. I was trapped under his weight when Mafento raised his arm and connected his palm to my ass in a loud smack.
“Ouch!” I bucked forward. Shame spread through my cheek as pain spread over my other cheek. I blinked quickly, trying to digest what the fuck happened. I couldn’t believe that Mafento spanked me like I was some naughty brat who deserved it. I kicked my legs in the air and tried to get out of his iron grip, whimpering, “Let me go.”
I hated how much I was enjoying this, how much my pussy was aching with primal desire, begging for Mafento to spank me, to turn my ass cheeks raw and pink. “You’re not going anywhere until you’ve learned your lesson, Tessa. I heard you’ve been a troublemaker since the day I set foot in Fallen Angels. Usually, I would let go of such trivial matters. But today, you’ve shown me the reason why I shouldn’t.”
His palm was connected with my ass again, at the same raw spot where he’d hit the first time. Another moan ripped from my lips as I bucked forward. My heart turned into a quivering jelly as the space between my legs tightened. I writhed and whimpered under Mafento’s weight as embarrassment crept in me.
“Let go of me! Stop treating me like a little child!”
“Then, you should start behaving like an adult, Tessa.” I clenched tightly onto his leg when he spanked me again. My whole body was wrecked. My pussy ached with sweet need, begging to be used. I wanted him to fuck me right now. Gritted teeth, I turned to Mafento and muttered, “Then, make me feel like a woman. Use my body…claim me as you wish.”
Mafento’s chest went taut by the second. “Hmmm,” he growled and skimmed his hand down my ass cheeks. His cock was prodding against my stomach, leaving a wet sticky spot on my tummy. I bucked back and forth, rubbing my stomach against his source of heat, making him longer and harder.
Another low growl rumbled from his chest when his long fingers delved into the crack between my cheeks, sweeping over my moist spot. I shamelessly parted my legs to let his probing fingers. My pussy wept harder when he started rubbing up and down my cunt, making me buck forward again. “You’re getting so wet, Tessa. At least I know your words are true in your journals. For once.”
“Mmmm…” I pinched my eyes closed and luxuriated in the moment. Hot wetness streaked down my legs as Mafento’s fingers worked their way deeper into my sex. He hooked onto my panties with his pinkie and pulled them down my legs. My core pulsated and tingled with pleasure when he thrust his finger through the opening of my cunt, making me gasp.
I didn’t realize I was holding my breath when his finger sank deeper, stretching and filling up my cunt. “You’re so tight, Tessa. Are you okay?” I nodded desperately, my hands groping everywhere, looking for a place to hold onto. “You sure? Do you want me to fuck you?” Mafento’s voice was so hot and sultry and his fucking sexy mouth looked so tantalizing.
I nodded again. My blood pounded faster through my veins as he started ramming in and out. With another hand pinning my back, I was locked in my position with no way out. “Mmmm, ah-ah, it’s so good, Mafento…it’s so fucking good…” My thighs parted more to receive his thrusting heat. I was melting helplessly into his warm embrace.
Blazing heat roared through my body. The hairs on the back of my neck bristle. “Oh god, I’m going to come…I’m getting so close.” My eyes fluttered closed as my haw clenched tightly.
“Come for me, Tessa.” Mafento rammed faster, sending me closer to the edge. My moans were rolling from my chest in an endless stream. My cheeks went aflame when the wave of euphoria ripped through my body. “Ahhh…mmm…” My shameless side was screaming as I wrestled to believe it was Mafento, my secret crush and professor who had made me come.
My mind went amok as my whole body shuddered. Hot cum spilled out of my cunt and glazed all over Mafento’s knuckles. “What a good girl, coming so quickly for me,” muttered Mafento, his chest heaving and falling in harmony with mine. His dreamy eyes glazed over as they interlocked with mine. “It’s now your turn to make me come.”
3
Mafento
The longing I had for the girl was slowly consuming my soul, bringing out the darkest side I never knew existed within me. The last thing I thought I would do was falling for my own student. Throughout my life in Fallen Angels, no one had caught my attention as much as this brooding Got
h girl who always sat on the first bench in my class.
Her long red curls cascaded down her petite waist matched the color of her pouty lips I wanted to see wrap around my erect cock. Her thin brows arched over her smoky dreamy eyes that were in the same shade of her long manicured nails. There was no denying how hot she looked clad in her tight crop tops and the short skirt that hiked up her luscious long legs I was dying to spread.
Every lecture became a torment, a battle against my own erotic needs. Guilt pricked my conscience for feeling this way for my own student, for yearning them in ways more than a teacher should do. I used to feel disgusted at myself and wondered what was wrong with me until I read her notes. My cock splintered with need when my eyes swept over the handwritten words scribbled in black ink over the yellowed pages of the journal.
I could feel the erotic need emanating through the urgent strokes.
I want to wrap my fingers around his cock, molding his manhood within my grip and hear him moan my name. I want his cock buried deep in my pussy, stretching and filling me up. I want to be entwined in his arms, feeling the warmth of his yummy muscles bulging against mine…
