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The Hot Professor: Tasting Him

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Chapter Two

Thalina

When I got close to him, the first thing I noticed was how tall he stood—well over six feet, towering above me and making me feel so small beside him. His presence was so overwhelming and commanding, I could tell he was pthe kind of man who commanded a room without saying a word.

I couldn't take my eyes off his face. He was clearly older, maybe a decade or two my senior, but that only made him more attractive. God! How could he be so hot? Everything about him from his head, down to his cock was one to die for.

The lines around his eyes, the touch of gray at his temples, and the soft groan that escaped his lips—all of it screamed experience. The kind of experience someone like me—innocent and untouched—needed.

I knew this was wrong. He was a stranger, I just met him. Above all, he was a professor, someone I shouldn’t even be thinking about in this way. But the magnetic pull I felt towards him was irresistible, stronger than anything I had ever felt. It reminded me of the excitement I once had when I thought I’d share my first time with Fenris—back when I was still naive enough to believe he wanted me as much as I wanted him.

That excitement was crushed when I walked in on Fenris and my stepsister, their bodies tangled together. He had always held back with me—barely touching, only kissing me in ways that left me unsatisfied. He made me think sex wasn’t important to him, that maybe I was too much, or worse, not enough. But now I saw it clearly—he had been lying all along.

This professor, though… the way he looked at me, with hunger and admiration, like I was the most irresistible thing he’d ever seen, made me feel desirable in a way Fenris never had. There was no hesitation in his eyes, no doubt. He wanted me, and that realization sent a thrill through my entire body.

I no longer gave a damn about the consequences… It was just this one. I would let him fuck me just this once.

Any other reservations I might have had melted away. Why hold back? There was nothing left to keep me from diving headfirst into this.

“Now get down on your knees and take my cock into your damn mouth!”

My knees greeted the floor immediately, his dominating voice and piercing gaze from his ever gorgeous face sent more wetness down my sore pussy.

I settled under his cock, and took a closer look at it. I gulped down the hard lump of pleasure and anticipation that blocked my throat, which instantly rushed down my pussy to cause a tingling sensation that caused a very low moan out of my lips.

I looked up at him and shuddered at his gaze, a mixture of everything I needed, dominance, admiration, longing, gorgeous. Who the fuck is this man? So perfect, so hot, giving me everything I needed, everything I wanted from Fenris, and everything I had watched.

“Twenty minutes.” He grunted, seizing my cheeks and raising my head up. “You are twenty minutes late, didn’t Jayden tell you I hate lateness?”

Jayden? I had never heard that name before. I knew he maybe took me for someone else, but I was loving how everything was going, and I had no reason to tell him I wasn’t the one he was waiting for.

“You are going to get fucked by me.” He groaned, now teasing me, rubbing his cock on my lower lips and sending me completely crazy. “You are also going to be paid for it, and you dare come late?”

A huge sense of anticipation and instant longing overtook my body, wrecking me totally shameless. I felt like a nasty slut, just like what I’ve been watching. I always looked forward to acting out everything I watched, and this was the perfect opportunity. With the perfect man.

I stuck my tongue out, aiming to have a taste of him, but he pulled back, and continued to tease my lips.

Heck! I was already quivering, and my pussy clenched painfully at the thought of having him slamming into me. How sensuous would that be?

I didn’t understand the lateness and getting paid, but I so much understood the getting fucked part, it was what I wanted. I had been filled with so much urge for this since that day.

“Don’t just look at me, apologize now!”

“I…I am sorry.”

If an apology would make make him fuck me and do everything he had said to me, then done deal.

“Just sorry?” He furrowed. “Didn’t Jayden tell you the rules?” He was frustrated, I could see it on his face.

It made me feel a little less, making me wonder if it was the same way Fenris felt to have made him choose Ember over me. I felt a sudden push, the push to use every moves and tips I have learnt in those videos to satisfy him in the best way possible.

“I am sorry sir.” I corrected myself, hoping I was right this time.

He groaned loudly and I trembled. “It is Daddy to you. Understood?”

I nodded at him.

“Words!” He seized my neck, and the little restriction of my breath made my legs shake. “Use your fucking words!”

“Yes si…Yes Daddy.” I struggled to speak.

“Don’t just kneel there, take my cock into your fucking mouth!”

His voice was so dominating and authoritative that I found myself complying without saying any word. That was so unlike me, I would definitely say something, but at this point, I wanted to do everything I can just do we could get to the part where he was sliding his cock in and out of my already aching and dripping pussy.

“Don’t make me wait, baby girl.” He groaned.

My hand managed to get a hold of his cock. He was so big that my hand could only go halfway round it. Before I could think about anything else, I began to move my hand up and down the length of his cock.

He was so damn huge! Bigger than I thought, and the way his cap was so pink and hard… I swallowed down another pleasureful hardness that had formed in my throat.

“Fuck!” His soft groan caused my whole body to shake, I could see the satisfaction on his face, and it pushed me to do more.

I had done a lot of practice with different things and now I get to do all I’ve learnt with a real cock. I was super excited!

“How does Daddy’s cock feel in that tiny little hand of yours?” He asked, looking down at me hungrily, as if he would devour me that instant.

“So huge.” I blurted out. The gentle bite on his lower lip that he was enjoying the moment as I was. “I love Daddy’s cock… It’s… so huge and hard.” My hand continued to move through the length of his cock, my grip growing harder whenever it gets to his shaft

“Oh… Yes! Now, I want to feel my cock in that sexy little sultry mouth! I want to cum so hard in that little mouth,” he grunted, his voice thick with desire. “Hands to your back!” he commanded, his dominance making my heart race.

My hands instinctively moved behind me, following his order without hesitation. The rush of obedience sent a shiver down my spine. I did everything he asked without complaint—and I loved every second of it. The way he took control, the raw power in his voice, made me feel both vulnerable and empowered. It was something I had always pictured.

“Good girl,” he praised, his eyes burning with intensity as he watched me. My lips parted slightly, anticipating the taste of him, and the heat between us grew hotter and unbearable.

His hand gripped the back of my head, guiding me closer as he stroked himself. “You’ve been so obedient,” he murmured, his voice low and rough, “and I’m going to pay you more if you make me feel even better.”

My breath hitched, my body aching with need, craving more of him as he pushed my boundaries further.

His fingers tangled in my hair, tugging just enough to make me gasp as he pulled me closer. The warmth of him hovered near my lips, and the anticipation alone sent a jolt of desire coursing through me. I trembled with intense longing.

"Open your mouth, little slut." he demanded, his voice dripping with hunger and authority.

I parted my lips, my eyes locked onto his as I let him guide me, as though he knew it was my first time handling a real life cock, and not just any cock, one which was as huge as his.

The moment I wrapped my mouth around him again, a deep groan escaped his throat. His grip tightened in my hair, his hips moving forward as he rammed his enormous cock into my mouth. The first taste of him sent my eyes rolling to the back of my head. God! It felt so great.

Something about him… Something about his cock made me want to strip myself before him and beg him to fuck me. My pussy clenched so hard. So fucking hard and sore.

I gripped his legs for support and tried to push him further, but he slides his hard cock out and rubs it on my face, his precum splattering all over my face. Then, he shoved his cock back into my mouth, making me choke.

"Just… like… that," he growled, his breath ragged and heavy. "You look so good with my cock in your mouth, little slut."

The praise sent a thrill through me, making me want to please him even more, and act more like the slut he just called me. I hollowed my cheeks, swirling my tongue as I bobbed my head slowly, savoring every inch of him. His reaction was immediate—his body tensing, his groans growing louder as his control slipped away.

His pace quickened, thrusting deeper as he lost himself in the rhythm. "God! you're… perfect," he grunted. His fingers digging into my scalp as he pushed my head against his cock. “Your mouth is so fucking tight… ugh!” He rasped. "I'm gonna cum so hard..."

I moaned around him, the vibration making him shudder. His grip tightened, his breathing ragged, and I could feel him getting closer. Every muscle in his body was tense, his pleasure building with every movement.

“Suck my balls!”

I moved lower, my tongue darting between my lips as I took his soft and succulent balls into my mouth. Sucking on it gently and slowly, his body wracking with pleasure.

“Oh! Fucking… hellll.” He quivered. “It feels so fucking good… having my cock in your tight mouth.” His grip tightened on my hair. “Yes… whore!” He grunted, pushing my head back. He gripped my jaw, parting my lips, and slamming his cock down my throat and gagging me.

My pussy flushed with heat and spasm. The more he talks dirty, the more I want him forcing his cock down my throat, choking me up. My nails dug deeper into his legs, I could feel tears at the back of my eyes. Oh! God! My pussy was so sore, I was dripping wet!

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” He exhaled deeply.

He fucked my mouth so hard and deep this time. No more slow and easy. I was beginning to lose my breath, and my knees were getting weak.

“Fuck,” he growled through gritted teeth, his hips jerking forward as he reached the edge, his body trembling with the force of it. “You fucking… cock sucking slut!” He yelped, pulling out and bathing my face with his cum.

He shot over and over again, his hips buckling. He fisted and pumped more cum off his cock, and rubbed it on my face. “Lick it off!” He smirked.

I didn’t wait for him to say more than that before sticking my tongue out and licking his cum off my face. I had never tasted it before, but I licked every bit of him off as though I had done it multiple times.

“Yes… fucking whore!” He gripped my shoulder and raised me from the floor. “Now, it’s my time.

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