Seducing Her Professor

by Alicia Roberts

  Seducing Her Professor: Teacher-Student BDSM

  By

  Alicia Roberts

  Seducing Her Professor: Student-Teacher BDSM

  Copyright 2012 by Alicia Roberts

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  This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.

  Adult Reading Material

  Disclaimer: The material in this book is for mature audiences only and contains graphic sexual content. It is intended only for those aged 18 and above.

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  Seducing Her Professor

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  Annie had spent all semester drooling over her geology lecturer, Dr Adam Banes. He was charming, funny and well-built. Unfortunately, student-teacher relationships were forbidden by university policy.

  However, Annie was not the kind of girl to give up easily. She'd decided that her lust went beyond a typical schoolgirl crush, and she'd made a plan to seduce him.

  During the semester, she was a "good student" who did the readings, answered questions in class, and went to see Adam during his office hours. Annie had always thought her large breasts were her best assets, so she made sure to wear low-cut tops and lean forward in class - occasionally, she thought she caught Adam trying to catch a glimpse of her breasts. One day she dropped a pencil in class, and Adam paused his lecture while she bent down to retrieve it. Annie was sure she was on his radar.

  As soon as the geology grades were published, Annie made an appointment to see him during the holidays, and he'd set the date - Friday, 6 pm.

  The holidays had started and the building was deserted on Friday; even the research students had filed out of the labs for Happy Hour. Annie knocked on the open door, smiled and entered. She was wearing a professional, knee-length skirt, high heels and a simple, white shirt.

  "What can I do for you, Annie?" Adam smiled, pleased to see one of his favorite students again. It had been a fun semester for him, he was sure this pretty coed was flashing her boobs at him on purpose, but he wasn't going to make a move and jeopardize his career. Now the semester was over, she was no longer his student, and he was pleased to see her and her boobs again.

  "Thanks for seeing me Adam," she said.

  "It's always a pleasure. Now, what can I do for you?"

  "Actually," she said, "I need your advice on something personal. Would you mind if I closed the door so we can talk in private?"

  His brows creased, and Annie held her breath. This was the moment of reckoning for her. If he said no to closing the door, she'd take the hint, fabricate something about an alcoholic housemate and leave.

  "Sure, why not," he said, and with a mental sigh of relief she got up and locked the door.

  "Why don't we sit on the couch?" he suggested and she was pleased that he was making things a bit easier for her.

  "It's about my friend Jill," she said as soon as they were seated. "She has a crush on a Professor here; she's not in any of his classes, and she thinks they might have a shot at something. What do you think?"

  Adam shook his head no. "A teacher and student can't get together even if she isn't in any of his classes. If word got out, he'd get fired. No teacher would risk his career for a girl…"

  "But what if she promised to never tell anyone? She doesn't want a relationship, just a bit of fun."

  "Well, he'd have to really trust her to keep it a secret, then. Is she completely trustworthy?"

  "I'm pretty sure she is. But if it was me," she winked, "I wouldn't tell a soul."

  She paused for a breath and continued, "I've often thought about being with one of my lecturers. Tell me, Adam, have you ever thought about being with one of your students?"

  Her flirtatious tone was unmistakable. She ran a finger down her collar and began to play with the top button. Adam watched, mesmerized. What the hell, he thought. It was the holidays, the building was empty, grades were out and he'd been eyeing her all semester.

  She undid the button and placed her hand on his. Their skin tingled where they touched, and he didn't attempt to remove his hand. Bingo! She felt the thrill of achievement, smiled, and undid another button.

  His eyes were locked on her cleavage now. "Annie Smith, are you trying to seduce me?"

  "And what if I am?"

  "Well, then, I'd say you were a naughty girl and needed to be punished."

  He slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her over to him. As he looked into her smiling eyes, he slipped his right hand into her shirt, fingering the top of her lacy bra. So, this had been her plan all along, he thought, remembering the day in class when she'd dropped her pencil.

  He leaned over and crushed his lips against hers, his tongue exploring her mouth, her tongue fighting back. He undid another button on her shirt, and slid his right hand in entirely, gliding along the underside of her soft firmness until his hand was where he wanted it. Her breast was too large to hold in one hand, but he tried anyway, grabbing it and squeezing tight. As he loosened his grip, he felt her nipple harden through the lace.

  He removed his hand and sat back. He could see her breast through the opening of her shirt, covered in the white, lace bra - a slope, a peak and then a domed roundness.

  Suddenly, he remembered his career, and the strictness of university policies. This was going too fast, what if she turned him in?

  As if reading his mind, she stood up, and walked a few feet away. Facing him, she slowly undid the last few buttons on her shirt, and pulled the left panel away. So that was what he'd been pressing! Hidden under the lace, he could make out the dark aureole and the nipple trying to poke its way out.

  She pulled back the right panel, and tossed the shirt away. Her breasts hung magnificently, round and soft, encased in the white lace bra. She slid her hands up her stomach till they reached her breasts, then she lifted them up, and squeezed them hard.

  His breathing was heavier now as he watched her strip. She undid the zip at the back of her skirt, and let it fall the ground. She was wearing simple white panties, low rise, with some kind lace down the front. Her hips were wide, and her legs smooth and lustrous.

  She stepped backwards, out of the skirt, and then slowly bent forwards to pick it up. He breathed in sharply as her breasts swung down, straining out of their enclosure. She paused in that position for a moment, letting him devour the sight of her swinging breasts.

  She straightened up, tossed the skirt away and looked at Adam. He had a slightly dazed expression in his eyes.

  "Having second thoughts?" she said, as she walked over to him. Her face was flushed, betraying her own arousal. She turned around, and for a brief moment, he caught a glimpse of her plump, curved ass, before she sat down on his lap and began to move her hips round and round in slow circles, pressing her pussy against his hardening cock, the movement and pressure quickly arousing him, and making her wetter.

  He let her continue for a moment, her back was arched forward, her dark brown hair hanging down loose. Finally, he pushed her off, and in a voice heavy with lust, he commanded, "Finish what you started up there."

  Annie had imagined darkened rooms when she'd fantasized about Adam, and being asked to strip completely in a brightly lit office room was intimidating. She took a deep breath, walked forward and turned to face him. His eyes were dark with desire, roaming over her body, piercing her with their intensity.

  She hitched her fingers under her panties, and pulled them down. They slid past her thighs and fell onto the floor. Her shaved mound and engorged clit were now revealed. Adam's eyes half-closed, as he imagined rubbing her clit in circles, making her moan out loud.

  Annie stepped backwards, out of the
panties that were lying around her ankles. Once again, she leaned forward slowly to pick them up, her voluptuous breasts swinging forward and straining against the bra. She grabbed the panties, straightened up, and tossed them away. Adam's lips were slightly parted now and his eyes were focused on her clit. She smiled, put her fingers against the nub, and rubbed it gently.

  Annie turned around, displaying her plump buttocks. Adam breathed heavily, imagining what he'd do to that ass - the round curves seemed to be built only for groping and spanking.

  Now Annie undid the clasp of her bra, and he saw her toss it away towards the rest of clothes. When she turned around, her hands were covering her breasts, holding them up like perfect spheres. She began to massage them gently, and then finally let them drop, her hands still on top. She moved her hands forward, gripping the nipples with the tips of her fingers. After a quick squeeze, she let them go, and her hands dropped to her side.

  Adam drank in the sight, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Finally, she was completely exposed for him - her smooth skin, those dark aureoles, hardened nipples, pert breasts, slightly rounded stomach.

  Adam kicked off his black business shoes, and stripped off the black socks. Annie came over to him, leaned down, and began to undo the buttons on his shirt. Her naked breasts hung down, inches from his mouth, teasing him with their pert fullness. They shook slightly as she moved her shoulders, undoing his buttons, goading him like ripe juicy fruit.

  Finally, his control broke, and he grabbed her back, shoving her forward till one tasty treat was in his mouth. He opened wide, trying to get the entire breast in, sucking and chewing like a hungry beast.

  With her breast still his mouth, he got up and shoved Annie down onto the floor. Her naked body seemed soft and smooth as he lay on top. He slid his mouth away and her breast was freed with a slight "pop!". He teased her nipple, sucking and nibbling, then turned his attention to the other breast. He bit greedily, trying to eat as much as he could, sucking and chewing quickly.

  He moved up, and crushed against her lips. She felt his teeth biting into the inside of her lips, and she fought back with her tongue. Their tongues lashed against each other as he pulled his shirt off, and lay down on top of her. His strong, muscular chest crushed her soft round tits, and his belt pressed into her lower stomach. She could feel his stiffness through the hard fabric of his jeans, and she wrapped her legs around him, pressing her pussy into him, grinding her hips, feeling the denim rub against her, trying to make him harder.

  He pulled away and looked into her eyes. He was drunk with lust, and she knew it. Adam unwrapped her legs, and stood up shakily. With her legs unwrapped and opened wide, he had a great view of her eager pussy. It was drenched with wetness, and as undid his belt, he rubbed his foot against the inside of her upper thigh. She moaned with pleasure and looked up at him.

  He had just pulled his jeans down, and stood like an Adonis of hardness, his muscles chiseled and dense, hinting at what he was capable of. He was wearing only his grey Calvin Klein boxer-briefs, the bulge in front prominent and straining against the fabric. Her pussy throbbed with desire, clenching and unclenching on its own, her juices dribbling down.

  As he stepped out of the jeans, she sat up, and gently hooked her fingers around the band of his underwear. She pulled them down, and his large, stiff cock was freed, standing up in desire, frustration and eagerness.

  As he stepped out of his clothes, Annie began to fondle his erect cock, stroking it gently from the base to the tip, letting one hand follow the other, feeling it throb against her palm. Adam reached down and cupped one breast in each hand, squeezing her tits gently, pinching the nipples.

  Annie held his cock steady and gently kissed the tip. She ran her tongue over the slit, licking the head in circles, till she got to the ream. She ran her tongue over the underside of the ream and heard him groaning in ecstasy. She closed her eyes and felt the desire growing between her legs as she rubbed his cock with one hand, and fondled his balls gently with the other, squeezing and releasing.

  "Take it all in, slut," he moaned, as she let her tongue play all over his head. Ignoring him, she began to lick from base to tip, slobbering all over him. Finally, he grabbed the back of her head, and began to push his cock into her open mouth.

  He groaned and jerked his hips as she took him into her mouth and slid out again. He throbbed in eagerness, trying to get her to take it all in and she complied. She gagged occasionally, but that only increased his fervor as they both moved faster and faster, until he felt the orgasm move up and he exploded in her mouth. He held her steady, forcing her to swallow, as some of his juices dribbled down her chin.

  When he was spent, he pulled out and she walked with him to his desk, where she wiped her face clean and swallowed some water. When she turned to look at him, he had a smile on his face and a lecherous look in his eyes.

  "Bend over, slut."

  "I…"

  "Do it now!"

  She hesitated.

  He grabbed her shoulders and slammed her onto the wooden desk, her breasts flattening against the surface. Her nipples were stiff and rubbed painfully, her feet were on the ground, and her ass stuck out, pointing up into air.

  "Spread your legs."

  This time she did as he said immediately, spreading her legs as wide apart as she could.

  Standing behind her, he had a perfect view of her plump ass and exposed pussy. She was covered in juices and wide open. Annie shuddered slightly as she felt his eyes examining her. In this position, she was completely vulnerable and he had full access to her most delicate parts. As she wondered what he would do, she felt his fingers on her upper thigh, moving up till they reached that sensitive point between her legs, just to the side of her lips. He pressed down and rubbed lightly, and she closed her eyes, savoring the sensation, whimpering softly.

  He left her suddenly, and she turned her head to see him over near her pile of clothes, picking up her panties. And then he was behind her, pulling her arms across her back, tying them together with the flimsy material. She felt a thrill as she was tied up tight, so that she was completely his mercy.

  He leaned over and growled in her ear, "Here's what we'll do. I'll play with you, but you can't come."

  "But what if I want to come?"

  "Don't."

  He moved away and she felt his tongue against her inner thigh, pressing down and moving upwards. He took his time, licking and nibbling, till he reached the top, right next to her labia. She grew wetter, expecting his lips on her pussy, but he merely moved on to her other thigh, and began to work his way upwards again.

  This time, when he finally got to the top, he moved his mouth and kissed her nub. He swirled the tip of his tongue in circles, and then replaced his tongue with his fingers. Finally, she felt his lips on her pussy, as his hands continued to massage her clit. He licked forcefully, trying to push his tongue further inside her, and then he pulled out, and began licking and teasing her pussy again.

  Annie moaned as his tongue and fingers excited her, sending ripples up her spine. As he continued, she lost track of what he was doing and began to wonder how she'd control herself. She felt the shudders along her spine grow stronger and stronger and closed her eyes as the world began to turn red. Her breath stopped as felt the pulsing between her legs grow stronger, and then suddenly she was moaning and spasming, her juices flowing out as she felt the waves of orgasm passing over her.

  He continued till she was spent but as soon as she came to, she could feel his disappointment. She felt happy and exhausted but she was also embarrassed that it had happened so quickly, before she could even warn him or try to control herself. Now that her lust was satiated, she saw herself as he must be seeing her, tied up and bent over, exposed and dripping like an animal in heat, and completely unable to control her urges. She felt ashamed, and tried to apologize.

  "I'm sorry," she mumbled, feeling her face flush. She felt her juices running down her thighs, and wished she could wipe herself,
wished she weren't so exposed. She shifted a leg, trying to move so that she wasn't completely splayed out, and felt the sharp slap on her thigh. She moved her leg back and felt a slap on her other thigh. She whimpered and received two more slaps in sharp succession.

  "How dare you try to cover yourself! You're my slut, and you stay on display for me, do you understand?" His voice was thick, and his hand moved up between her legs, grabbing her pussy, fondling it roughly.

  She whimpered and sighed, "Yes, I understand."

  "What do you understand?" His left hand was rubbing her pussy now, making her wet again.

  "I… I display myself for you?"

  "That's right! And you don't come without my permission."

  "Yes sir, I understand, I'm sorry about coming."

  "Well, you did. You've been naughty, so I guess I'll have to punish you." Two fingers entered her, and she breathed in sharply as she felt them pumping her roughly. And now there was a third, spreading her pussy wider, making her clench and grind her upturned hips.

  She groaned, trying to suck in his fingers with her muscles, wishing for more. "Oh yes," she moaned, "Please punish me. Ah, please, faster!" She became incoherent, telling him she was naughty, she needed his discipline, begging for more, and he groped her ass with his right hand, moving his left hand in and out of her, quicker and quicker.

  Suddenly his right hand moved up, and come down hard on her ass.

  It came from nowhere and she clenched her ass in pain, grabbing the fingers with her cunt, moaning in pain. His fingers continued to fuck her, and he brought down his hand again, spanking her hard. She called out in pain, her ecstasy growing as the fingers slammed into her. He spanked her again and again as she continued to grind her hips and begged him to stop, moaning incoherently. She felt her ass sting and her pussy throbbed harder, and she began to see red again.

  "Oh please," she moaned, "I'm coming. Oh, please, may I come please, please sir may I come?"

  He continued to move his fingers, and she felt her world grow dark again, but Annie was determined to hold on. She whimpered and clenched her pussy, grinding her hips in the air, waiting for his answer.