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Angel_N_Motion

I was running late. Class was about to start, and I didn’t want to be the last one to my seat. I always hated feeling like all eyes were on me. All I could think was, “damn those slow ass drivers.” I walked as quickly as possible to the front of the room and darted in between the desks until I found an empty seat. When I looked up from my temporary moment of frustration, I noticed that my instructor had stopped in his tracks and was looking back at me. I despised feeling like I had interrupted his lecture, but I couldn’t miss another class session. I had already missed too many, and the semester was almost over. I cracked a faint smile, looking for some sense of forgiveness in his eyes; instead, he winked at me. I froze. Wait just a minute, was I imagining things, or was he actually flirting with me? I didn’t have a clue, but in order to keep my own sanity in check, I resorted to believing the former of the two alternatives.

This particular class always seemed to drag on forever. It met twice a week at 6:45 p.m., so by the time the two and a half hour lecture was over, the rest of the classes in the same building had already been dismissed. This night was no different. After sitting through a long and boring discussion involving the specific techniques used while collecting valuable evidence during a crime scene investigation, people were more than a little anxious to hit the door running as soon as he said, “I’ll see you next time.” As the room cleared out, I approached his desk and asked if he’d sign some papers I needed in order to prepare from my upcoming graduation. He agreed and asked me to follow him to his office. The hallway was vacant, as if no one else had ever been in the same building just two minutes before. He attempted to make small talk, but I gave him nothing more than short and choppy answers. I was there for one reason and one reason only. Little did I know, he had a whole lot more in mind.

He unlocked his office door, and upon entering, he instructed me to sit in a chair located directly beside his desk. I placed my paperwork on the desk and hastily told him what I needed, hoping he would sign the papers, and I’d be on my merry way. I quickly noticed that I was wasting my breath. It didn’t take me long to realize that he wasn’t listening to a word that was being said. He wasn’t even looking me in the eye as I spoke to him; instead, his eyes had found their way to my breasts. I tried keeping him focused on the task at hand, but his mind was elsewhere, and I soon found out where. He proceeded to tell me about the secret attraction he had felt for me the entire semester, but he was afraid to say anything about it before because of the university’s strict policy forbidding teacher/student relationships of any kind, especially of the sexual nature. Sex? Since when had this evolved into anything sexual? Answer – that very moment.

He wheeled his chair over so that he was sitting directly in front of me. I looked downward, refusing to make eye contact and unsure of what was going to happen next. I saw his arm extend, but it was still a shock when his hand made contact with my chest just above the red tank top that I was wearing beneath my v-neck sweater. A small gasp escaped my lips. Part of me couldn’t believe what was transpiring, but another part, the more sensual side of my inner self, couldn’t wait to see what was going to happen next as the rest of the incident unfolded. I was torn. I knew our actions were wrong, but in that moment, I didn’t want to be right. In my moment of weakness, I gave in to temptation. Wow…

His fingers traced my skin and sent chills down my spine. He pulled the front of my shirt down and released my right breast from my bra. My nipple was already hard, waiting to be taken into his warm and inviting mouth. As his tongue danced along my flesh, I grabbed the back of his head with my right hand and tilted his head backwards before covering his perfect lips with my own. I traced the shape of his mouth with my tongue and softly sucked his bottom lip into my own mouth. I could tell that his breathing pattern had changed. He was excited, and it was evident in more ways than one. I saw the bulge in his pants growing increasingly larger, and it excited me to know that I was the reason for his excitement. This drove me to want to please him even more.

I stood up out of my chair and pushed his shoulders backwards, causing him to relax in his seat. I placed one hand on either arm of his chair and leaned forward to kiss him once more before dropping to my knees. As I looked him in the eyes, I tentatively undid his belt before unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. He smiled at me, as if to portray his immense excitement, and I simply licked my lips in return. I reached inside the waistband of his boxers, and I felt his rock hard, massive cock for the first time. I could actually feel it throbbing with anticipation. I gently placed my lips around the head of his dick, and I heard him moan for the first of many times. I had him right where I wanted him. His pleasure was in my hands.

I wrapped my hand around his thick shaft, and I stroked the entire length of his cock while teasing the sensitive head with my tongue. By this time, he had one hand on either arm of his chair, and he was arching his back, driving his dick deeper and deeper into the back of my throat.

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