Professor fucks old student in school sex done perfectly

Everybody knows that school sex does not work. It's also the number one fantasy of nearly everyone who has ever been to school.

We've all been there. Professors are not an exception.

The second she walked into my lecture, I knew I wanted her to have a good time.

I spent the entire term trying not to get into her arms and trying to avoid situations in which I would be alone with her.

It was her final term at the university, so I waited to make my move until graduation day.

She spent the entire term flirting with me. I would "accidentally" bump into her in the hallways. She would accidentally flash me when she was wearing a short skirt without panties.

That day, I let her feel that the feelings were being reciprocated. As her eyes grew larger, a big smile flashed across her face as I shook her hands and whispered into her ear, "Meet you at the campus pub tomorrow night."

From the moment I met her, I knew that I was going to have sex with her. It was time to fulfill all my school sex fantasies I had been harboring for the past six years.

Sex fantasies from school

I have scoured so many parts of campus in search of the ideal place to fiss this young woman into submission.

Too many liabilities existed in the STEM building and laboratory.

Although the art department might be fun with paint, it wouldn't allow us to be sneaky.

The classroom that I taught her was the best place for me to teach her.

I am waiting at the bar for her to arrive. As I look in the mirror behind me, I realise that I should be confident about my appearance.

I have the sexy salt-and-pepper daddy look.

She walks up to the entrance of the pub.

As she crosses the quad, she is almost running and pushes herself into the pub. She stares at me as her eyes wander around the room.

She strays over to me and plops down on the bar stool next to her. She holds her face in her hands and presses her perky tits against the bar's edge.

"Hello," I reply with a seductive smile.

She laughs, leans back in the chair, and presses her tits together.

"Hello professor ...", she said playfully.

Begging for school sex

My cock hardens immediately.

This is exactly how I had always imagined it beginning.

I ask the bartender to pour me a drink that will make her regret drinking.

As the bartender leaves to make Long Island Iced Tea, she giggles at me and grabs my hands.

She coos in my ear, "You know, I don't need to get me drunk -- I want to be there," she says.

The bartender places the drink in front of her. While grabbing the straw with her tongue, she keeps eye contact with me.

She ponders, "I thought school sexuality was off-limits?"

"Technically it is", I say, mischievously.

She says, "Hmm... Too bad... It was on the bucket list before it's gone."

"Maybe something could be arranged," I said in a low voice.

She says, "Maybe it ..."," while spinning in her chair.

"Perhaps we could revisit some of my theories that I taught you last year?" "I think the old classroom would make a good location."

She says, "Perhaps it would ..."," as she grabs my wallet. She reaches for my credit card and slides it across her fingers to the bartender.

They raise an eyebrow as they take my card. They nod in agreement, and then they run the card.

I signed the bill. She stands up, grabs my hand, and pulls me out of the door.

School sex in the classroom

It was amazing to think that school sex could be so simple.

She begs me to fiss her.

We quickly walked to the old lecture hall. She stands at the side and asks me to unlock the door.

I take out the key from my jacket pocket, and I stare at her greedy eyes as she unlocks the door.

She leaps through the doorway, and she carries over to the lowest row of the tiered desks.

I follow her into the classroom. As she tries to show me that she doesn't have any pants underneath her short skirt, my eyes focus on her. I bend over the desks and raise one knee slowly over the edge.

I close the door behind myself. She climbs on the desktop, spreads her legs wide and reveals a perfectly pink hairless, pussy, full of anticipation.

She stares directly into my eyes, and then points with her index finger at me.

As she turns her hand to me, I start walking towards her. My dick is completely erect.

I would love to be able to act out all my fantasies and walk up to her.

Make her cum

She grabs me as soon as I reach her arms.

She takes off my suit jacket, and pulls me to the edge with her belt. She takes it off and unfolds it. She snaps it with her hands while biting her bottom lip.

This whore is more interested in school sex than anything else,I think to my self.

I reach down and grab her. I thrust my now fully extended cock into her wet sex, pushing deep.

Her lips are wide open. She murmured softly as she raised her arms above her head and pulled down her thin top. It reveals perfectly straight nipples and perky tits.

She grabs one tit in her left hand, and pushes me into it with her right.

"Suck it," she demands.

I oblige and grab her tit for support. I place one hand on her hand and the other on her tail. Pushing into her, my hand slides down to her clitoris.

I will make her cum. As her vaginal walls tighten around me, I can feel my cock throbbing with orgasm.

Hot and sticky, the cum begins to drip from her.

She grabs me harder and exhales with a huge exhale. She clenches her jaws and screams, “I'm cumming professor!”

I grab her by the sleeve with both my hands and lift her from the desk. I then thrust my cock into her as deeply as I can, until her body goes limp. I give her a long, passionate kiss.

I set her down on the desk and fell into her chest.

"A+ work darling. A+."