Free The Professor by Josie Leigh Page A

pounded into Sabrina from behind. She did well to maintain her position, not moving while he fucked her. “You are wetter than you’ve ever been, Miss Carson. You weren’t lying when you said you were a pain queen,” he shouted with a twist of his hips that sent her into convulsions as she came violently around him. “Shit!” he exclaimed, pulling out of her and dropping to his knees behind her, licking at the wetness she’d just produced. “Damn, baby, you flooded me out,” he chuckled, lapping at her slit until she crested into orgasm again, her legs barely able to keep her upright. “Climb into the center of the bed, lay on your back and push those gorgeous tits together, my student,” he commanded, pulling the condom from his cock and following her onto the bed. Stopping only to coat his dick in the wetness still clinging to her folds, he straddled her chest, sliding his well lubricated erection into the valley of her breasts.
    His first thrust between her tits was perfect. He couldn’t remember the last time something as basic and simple as a TF had gotten him this excited. “Lick the tip when it peeks through, my student,” he choked out the order, and nearly lost himself when the first swipe of her gifted tongue met the bell end of his cock as it slammed through. On the next thrust, her tongue swirled around him before sucking lightly on his tip, sending him careening over the edge of his orgasm. Moving swiftly, he rose above her to coat each breast with his come, groaning out his release. Looking down at her pleased expression and the glow of her breasts in the moonlit bedroom, his cock, which had been softening after his release, started to throb, aching for her pussy again.
    Hoisting himself from the bed, he retrieved a wet wash cloth from his bathroom and took great care to clean himself off of her breasts.
    “You are incredible,” he praised as he cleaned her.
    “Thank you, Sir,” she shivered against his touch, betraying the fact that she was still completely aroused.
    “Turn over, let me see your ass,” he ordered. “Your skin turns an amazing color when it’s punished,” he breathed. “I’m already looking forward to the next time you require a reminder of your place, Miss Carson.”
    “So do I, Professor,” she grinned at him over her shoulder.
    “Fuck, that was beautiful,” he breathed, retrieving another condom from the cherry cabinet near his bed. “I’m not sure when I am going to let you sleep again, my student. Everywhere I have you, your mouth, your cunt, your tits, is like a dream. I may have to fuck each of them a few more times, just to ensure they are, in fact, real,” he told her as he rolled the condom onto his length again.
    “I can’t wait, Professor,” she said, biting her lip on a groan as entered her again, more slowly, inch by inch until he was buried balls deep inside of her, his hands massaging her aching ass.
     

Chapter 12
     
    As promised, the Professor allowed Sabrina study time the following morning. Since her midterm comprised 30% of her overall grade for the class, she buried herself in her notes. Pouring over her study guide and highlighting pertinent passages, as well as making notecards for terminology.
    “I never asked you your major,” the Professor said, sitting on club chair across from Sabrina looking overdressed in his sweats in comparison to her lack of anything but her panties. Because of Sabrina’s study habits, the chair was the only place to sit in his living room. Papers and books covered the remainder of the sofa, as well as the coffee table in front of her.
    Looking up from the book in her lap, she laughed, “I suppose that’s correct, but I guess we haven’t gotten to it, you know with all of the sex,” she joked.
    “Well, I’m sure you’ll excuse my desire to be inside of you taking a back seat to mundane discussions about what you want to do with your life,” he said, somewhat mockingly.
    “I’m not complaining,”