PleasuringtheProfessor

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Authors: Angela Claire
girl next door,
but with big tits, long legs and a sinful mouth, plus this long, long hair.” He
ran his fingers through it. “All soft and smooth and beautiful.” He rolled over
on top of her and held her hands above her head, kissing her softly, nipping at
her lips until she felt lulled again.
    “Wait here,” he whispered. She closed her eyes as he got up,
not wanting to break the sensual spell, and when he came back, he’d brought
something with him.
    She started as she realized he was tying her hands above her
head. “What the…?”
    “Shhh,” he soothed, using a length of red silk to tie her
hands together and then tie them back to the bed post. He kneed her legs open
wide as he did so. “Shhh, you’re my little prisoner tonight. Does that scare
you?”
    She felt his hard cock, heavy against her stomach, and it
didn’t. It excited her. “No,” she said.
    “Good. Because it’s all about pleasure between us, isn’t it,
honey?”
    She nodded. She felt pleasure, tremendous pleasure as he
moved against her, smoothing her long hair, kissing along her randomly, a
shoulder here, a palm there, an eyelid and then the tip of one breast. All the
while his cock lay heavy and sheathed against her hip, her belly, signaling he
felt pleasure too.
    “I’d like to tie your legs open, too, but I couldn’t find
another scarf.” His hands palmed the inside of her thighs. “But you pretend
I’ve tied them open, okay? Will you do that?”
    She moaned as he pushed her thighs even wider still. “Put
your heels down, just like that, and stay spread open for me.”
    She obeyed. He fingered her exposed pussy, spreading the
moisture from her depths to her clit. “You tasted so good down here. Do you
know that? So good that when I was eating your pussy I felt like I’d died and
gone to heaven. Is that trite? Do you expect more from me, honey? Some kind of
clever, well-written patter?”
    “No,” she moaned.
    “No? So what’s this thesis going to say? I’m a hack? A
washed-up old hottie?”
    She opened her eyes. “What?”
    And he was suddenly, satisfyingly on top of her. The weight
of his chest, his legs against hers, struck her as so unaccountably right. And
when he slid his sheathed cock into her cunt, she groaned. Even though, as
instructed, she held her thighs wide open, he ensured she continued to do so by
placing one palm on each of her inner thighs and pressing down. “Wider,” he
murmured. “That’s right. Spread your legs for me so I can fuck you.”
    With her hands tied above her head, she could not hold on to
him or try to control the pacing. He pulled his cock out of her slowly and then
paused, right on the brink of re-entry, holding back until she could have cried
out for the lack of it. Then he quickly rammed his cock back in and held
himself still, deep within her. Sucking in her breath at the pleasure, she felt
almost unbearably full with him until he started to move again. This time it
was with quick hard jabs of his cock, some shallow, some deep until she was
writhing helplessly underneath him, yanking at her binds.
    Fucking her with that wild, uncontrollable rhythm, he
taunted, “Why are you struggling? You’re so wet. You like this, don’t you?”
    And it was true. Somehow the dominance of it spoke to
something within her and though she yanked at her bonds, it might have been to
assure herself they were there and not to try to escape them.
    She moaned and he relinquished his grip on her open thighs
only to slide his hands roughly up her body, along her hips and over her
heaving breasts with their hard, sensitized nipples. She felt each touch of his
fingers, each casual caress with intense pleasure that only heightened the
pleasure she felt at his cock thrusting between her legs. When his hands
finished their journey up her body, he fisted them in her hair and his mouth
took hers. His kisses were hard, like his fucking.
    With one impossibly deep lunge of his cock, they both came, his
hands

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