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In My Professor's Arms
Last Updated : 2025-04-23
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Victor gently caressed her inner thigh, his fingertip grazing her smooth skin. He gently slipped his down her panties and took a sniff of it before placing it on the other end of the bed. Her neat and recently shaved pussy glistened, making it obvious that she was already prepared for the moment, and inviting his touch. Her pink and tender pussy is oozing already. "Is this your first time?" he whispered softly in her ear. She nodded and said "yes," her voice was shaky and barely audible. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle," he reassured, in a soothing voice. **** He gently slipped his cock in. "Fuck," Lily cried as she let out a very loud moan.....
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In My Professor's Arms Countdown to Eight
(Emily’s POV)The sun slipped in through my blinds, falling in stripes across my bed. I turned over slowly, my head was heavy and my body sore. It felt like I had been hit by everything all at once, work stress, late pizza, the noise, everything.I blinked at the clock beside me. It was 11:03 a.m.“Shit,” I muttered, my voice rough. I never slept this late, not even on weekends.The red dress I made up my mind to wear was still hanging on the chair. It looked like it was looking at me. The party was tonight. Eight o'clock. Johnson. The fun. All of it waiting.I sat up and rubbed my face with my palm, then stood and walked barefoot into the living room.Sophia was passed out on the couch. Her hair was messy, one sock missing. The plush cat from the arcade was resting on her chest. The TV was off. Her laptop was shut, and the pizza boxes were still on the table.I leaned over the couch.“Soph.. Soph” I said. “It’s eleven.”She jumped a little like she wasn't being chased, blinking fast.
Last Updated : 2025-04-23In My Professor's Arms ThursDAY
Emily's POVIt was 4:30 p.m. when I flung open the hospital doors like someone escaping a wild conflagration. Sophia's keys jingled alongside me, the two of us near-running to the lot, the fatigue of the week tugging at our legs but Friday freedom egging us on. I’d made sure we left early with some silly excuses—"admin catch-up," whatever the heck that meant—and nobody had the energy to argue.Sophia slid into her sleek black Mazda, always a step ahead, her taillights blinking with that smug little smile. I got into my car, the A/C grumbling as it started up, the wheel warm beneath my hands from being parked in the late afternoon sun.Traffic zoomed past me, but my mind wasn't on the road. It was on Johnson. Or, more specifically, Sophia's endless chatter about him.She'd been gushing about him all week like she's the author of a romance novel. "He's got this laugh," she'd said on Monday, bending across the break room table like she was sharing state secrets. "Deep. Contagious. You'll
Last Updated : 2025-04-11In My Professor's Arms Ruin me, Slowly
His lips crashed into mine, and the world spun.He rolled them in one fluid motion, and I was abruptly beneath him—his body looming over me, one strong hand clenching both of mine captive above my head. The bed dipped beneath, cause of the action, but he didn't stop the kiss. It grew even more, hard and hungrier, like he'd been starving for me. Our lips dancing together, wild, sloppy. His tongue pushed past my lips, tasting me, claiming me, and I gave way, kissing him back just as fiercely.I breathed out into his mouth as his free arm found my waist, gripping hard, yanking my body against his. Everything about him was hot and hard and demanding. His chest against my breasts, his hips grinding into mine, that heavy pressure between my thighs driving me wild."Victor," I breathed into his mouth, my voice already shattered.His eyes burned into mine, pupils wide with longing. "You drive me crazy," he growled, then dropped down again, lips brushing over my jaw, down my throat. "Completel
Last Updated : 2025-04-10In My Professor's Arms Yours to Ruin
(Lily's POV)I can't even say think of how exactly I made it through Wednesday, and today, it's Thursday.It was very slow one, and every hour dragged like my body was waiting for something—something that I wanted to have start last night, but still haven't. The way Victor had looked at me in his office. The way his voice softened when he spoke about his brother. The way I’d wanted to kiss him but I just couldn't do it.All day, it sat in me. That pull. That ache. That craving.By the time my last class ended, I was practically vibrating with nerves. And want. The type that sits deep in your belly, heavy and sweet. I didn’t even text him. I didn’t need to. I know he'd be at his place, so this time, I do not even want to have the permission to, I just wanted to.I didn’t go home first.I took a cab straight to his apartment.When I got there, the sun was just starting to set, casting soft gold light through the tall windows of his place. I stood at the door for a second, breathing in.
Last Updated : 2025-04-09In My Professor's Arms Wednesday, Craving him
(Lily’s POV)The bed felt too big when I woke up. The sheets were cold, like I haven't slept on them all night. I stretched my hand, half-asleep, expecting to feel Victor’s warm body beside me,but there was nothing. Just the empty space and my pillow. I sighed, turning onto my side. It was Wednesday morning, i’m at my place. But everything still smelled like him. My body still felt like him.My skin was sore in the nicest way, my thighs still a little shaky from the way he held me Monday night, as my brain was replaying everything. I tried to take it all out, I closed my eyes for a second, and it all came rushing back—how his hands gripped me, how he kissed me, how he made me feel like I was the only girl on earth. And then yesterday, Tuesday, when he took me to school, the way his fingers brushed my knee in the car, that quiet smirk he gave me before I got out. It was driving me crazy.I pressed my thighs together under the covers, my breath hitching just from thinking about it.Ever
Last Updated : 2025-04-08In My Professor's Arms Ride with José
(Lily's POV)I buckled into the passenger seat of José's car, my bag tucked in beside me as he ignited the car engine. The smell of his cologne, something light and citrus-scented, wafted through the car, adding to the soft hum of air freshener. His knuckles drummed against the steering wheel, a loose smile still in place as he backed out of the parking lot.“You’re awfully quiet,” he said, side-eyeing me as he maneuvered through the light traffic.I scoffed, turning toward him with a smirk. “And you’re awfully nosy.”José gasped, clutching his chest dramatically. “Me? Nosy? I've never been told that.”I rolled my eyes, laughing, as I leaned my head back against the pillow. The day had been long, but here, the gentle hum of the car beneath us, the city racing by in bursts of light and movement—it felt oddly peaceful."So, what's up?" he asked after a moment."What do you mean?""You just look. different. Happier? Preoccupied? Something." He shot me a look that's like he's reading me,
Last Updated : 2025-04-06In My Professor's Arms New School Day
I walked and sat on the seat next to Sophie, allowing my bag to clatter onto the desk with a bang. She glanced at me, still radiating her just-had-an-outburst aura."Sophie," I said, wincing at her. "Why'd you shout that out like that?"She didn't even flinch—not even a bit, smiling nastily. "Tell me you two are not good-looking people and perfectly perfect to be a couple?I scoffed, shaking my head. “Ooh, that’s what we’re doing now, ain’t it? What even with the perfectly perfect”“All I’m just saying is—”“Don’t say it.”“—you and José look great together.”I groaned, tilting my head back. “I hate you.”“You love me.”I didn’t argue, just side-eyed her as she smirked like she just had a victory.While we waited for the lecturer, we had conversations as usual, our voices dipping to a whisper whenever the hall became quiet, then rising once more the instant other individuals started talking. I kept myself occupied flipping through my notes, pretending to read, while Sophie annoyingly
Last Updated : 2025-04-06In My Professor's Arms MORNING
(Lily's POV)"You know nothing's gonna happen right?, I've got two lectures today, and I'm stretched out as fuck. Last night."Victor chuckled, the heat of his breath on my neck as he pushed his face in closer. His arm around my waist gripped tight, pulling me back against his chest, his weight pinning me in place."You said that just now.. huh?," he breathed, his lips tracing along my shoulder. "But your body, betraying you already."I hissed a quick breath, not allowing him to get to me as his fingers traced slowly along my hip, just a touch, barely enough to tease. "I mean it," I snarled, edging away slightly. "I can't be walking around campus with my legs shaking, and you know damn well that's what's gonna happen if we go again."His laughter was low, knowing. "Not my fault you have such a pretty way of falling apart for me."I groaned, reaching for the pillow and shoving it over my face. "You're so annoying."He just laughed, ripping the pillow away and placing a kiss on my templ
Last Updated : 2025-04-05In My Professor's Arms Tuesday Dawn
(Lily's POV)The first thing I was conscious of was the heat when I woke up. The warmth of his body pressing against mine, the steady rise and fall of his chest against my back. His arm was a weight, spread across my waist, holding me down, his breath slow and deep against my neck. His smell—woody, male, with the musk of last night—surrounded me, soaking into my skin.I was aware of a dull ache spreading through me, a reminder of just how thoroughly he had taken me, possessed me, made his way through me in a way that still did not feel possible. My thighs clenched together around the dull soreness between them, at the raw, tender proof of every kiss, every touch, every sound he had drawn from me. I shivered, just a little, and his arm tightened, pulling me closer.There was a low rumble in his chest, a sleepy noise that sent a shiver of heat down my spine. His fingers moved against my belly, skin against skin, sleepy and possessive even while he's asleep. I didn't stir, letting my fin
Last Updated : 2025-04-03
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First day, First crush
(Lily's POV) It's my first day at this prestigious university, and honestly i'm eager to know what this school has for me. On the beautiful sunny Monday morning, I walked into the lecture hall. It was cold, almost clinical, but I wasn't bothered in any way. I’d always preferred sitting in the front row, close enough to catch every word the professor said and every detail of their expression. Today, however, the front row wasn’t just a strategic choice for academic success. Something inside me had been urging me forward since the moment I arrived, though I didn’t fully understand why. Maybe it's because I'm new here, but in contrast to my regular position, I actually wanted to sit anywhere else except the front row, but there is a pull taking me to my beloved front row. When he walked in, everything seemed to make more sense. Professor Victor Graham. The name had been printed neatly on the syllabus I’d scanned over the weekend, but it hadn’t prepared me for this. He wasn’t the reg...
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