Sexy college girl fucks a professor for benefits 🎧 👩
audio, cum on face, doggy style

* 1 Listen to this sex story in MP3 Listen to this sex story in MP3 00:00 Hi guys! My name is Shreya. I’m 22, pursuing my master’s degree. This is my first time penning a story on ISS. So I apologize for any of the mistakes I may make. This happened during my bachelor’s degree days. I was in the 3rd year. Coming to my looks, I am 5’3, with dusky skin and a curvy figure with stats of 34-28-34. I’ve got good facial features too. There was an elective choice. Due to the unavailability of the slot, I had to choose a difficult subject. The professor was a middle-aged guy named Naveen, who is quite a jolly type. I skipped half of the classes, and the remaining half I attended, was not bad. The professor used to flirt with me a lot. At times he would comment about my dresses and my body. He was good-looking too so I liked it. Most kurti tops I wear to college have low necks, and wearing a shawl is optional. Many times I have seen Naveen looking at my boobs and cleavage. But I didn’t react much since I’m used to such lusty looks from guys. We were approaching the end of the semester. I had really low attendance and low internal marks in that subject. Since he was a jolly type, I approached him. I asked whether he could help me by giving me internal marks. He refused, saying it’s risky and the senior staff may interfere. I tried to convince him that he had complete control over the internal marks. He said, “Since you are a straightforward girl and I like you, I’ll tell you this. I recently got divorced. It’s been a long time since I got physically involved with someone. Would you have sex with me if I did this? Don’t think I’m blackmailing you or taking advantage of you. Anyway, I’ll be leaving the college after this semester. Take your time, think and say it.” This took me aback. I have had sex with my boyfriend many times before. But it was different from being approached like this. That night he texted me and said sorry. We chatted for a long time. He told me about his wife, and I told him about my ex. I understood we both were hurt by our previous relationships. I asked him, “If we are going to do what you said, how and where will we do it? I’m at a hostel, and we have a curfew timing of 7 PM.” I realized I was stupid to ask, but he had already seen the message. He replied that all the staff would leave by 6 PM. He would be alone in his cabin, and it would be safe. He told me I could get permission from my warden, saying I’m a part of the research project that Naveen is leading. It sounded a bit dangerous, but it also felt kinky. After talking for a few more minutes, I told him we could do that. He was excited and called me. But I didn’t pick up the call because I was with my roommates. I told him I would meet him during lunch tomorrow and we could fix a day. I met him the next day, and he was grinning all the time. He deliberately gazed at my boobs which made me feel shy. Getting a young college beauty to fuck might have boosted him. We fixed a date in the next week. I got permission from my warden in advance to work on the project till 9 PM. I didn’t attend his classes for the rest of the week, but we texted. Finally, the day came. It was a Friday. My classes would get over at 4:30 PM. But since the hostel is a 20-minute walk, I didn’t want to go to the hostel and again get back to his cabin. So I got ready when I left in the morning. I wore a light green kurti top with a low neck and white leggings. I wore a black bra and panties inside. Once the classes got over, I texted Naveen. He told me to come to his cabin around 6 PM. I hung out with my friends for some time. Then I went to the washroom, washed my face and put on lip gloss. I reached his cabin around 6:30 PM. He was waiting for me. He told me he was waiting for me for 20 minutes as I went inside his cabin. He told me to sit down, and we talked briefly. The cabin had blinds on all the windows but no sofa or couch. It just had 3-4 chairs and a table. After a few minutes of talking, he started to touch me. He held my hands, and he placed his hands over my thighs. I was feeling very shy. He kissed my hands. He made me stand up and sit on his lap. His hands were playing with my fleshy ass. He told me he would like to have me for the whole night. But since I got to go back by 9 PM, he’ll make things fast. He turned me such that I sat on his lap facing him. He slowly started to kiss me. He was a good kisser. He sucked my lips and tongue. He pushed his tongue inside my mouth. We were French kissing intensely. I was breathing heavily, and his beard was tickling. His hands were exploring my body, and he pressed my boobs. He pulled my hair loose and grabbed me by my hair. He switched his kissing from my lips to my side neck. He was kissing and sucking my neck. All I could do was hold his head. He slid his hand inside my top and pressed my boobs. My nipples were erect, and he gave them a nice solid pinch. He unhooked my bra inside my top and took my boobs out. He was licking my boobs like a mad dog. Maybe this is what he thought whenever he was staring at my boobs. He went out of control and gave me hard bites on my nipples. I was too turned on to object to him. The chair was getting uncomfortable, so we shifted to the floor. He made me sit against the table and removed my leggings. I was so shy that I couldn’t look at his face. He kissed from the bottom of my legs and reached my thighs. Thighs are one of my sensitive parts. Once he started to kiss my thighs, I was dripping wet. I helped him remove my panty, and he started to kiss and lick my pussy. His beard made me feel tickly. But the pleasure was too heavenly. I wondered how a guy with such good licking skills got divorced. I held his head tightly against my pussy. I could feel my juices oozing out, but I wanted more and more. The way he sucked my clit made me shiver in pleasure. All I could do was moan in a low voice. Soon he started to rub my clit as he continued with the licking. I had my first orgasm and asked him to stop as my body shook. But he kept fingering me. It lasted for around 20 minutes, and I had two wonderful orgasms. I wanted to feel his dick, and I told him to give me his dick. He removed his pant and told me to remove his boxers. It was a shock. A thick black dick. I’m not a good size judge, but it was a 7+. It was thick for my hands. He sensed my shock and smiled at me. I stroked his dick gently a few times and started to suck it. It fitted right enough in my mouth. I tried to move my tongue, but I couldn’t. I was sucking it slowly while massaging his balls. He held my hair and let me go on. Soon I started to suck it a little faster. This is where he lost control. He grabbed my hair and pushed his dick deep. I tried to push back, but he was stronger. I was choking, gasping for breath. A few seconds later, he pulled out, and I took a deep breath. My saliva was dripping down from my lips and his dick. He rubbed his dick over my face and fucked me in the mouth for a few minutes. By the time he was finished, my mouth was hurting, and my eyes were teary. He made me stand up and removed my top. He was licking my hips and waist with pleasure. He gave a hard bite on my hips, which made me cry out. He removed my already unhooked bra and cleared his table just enough for me to lie down. He licked my pussy a few times, and he put on a condom. He must have got it earlier than we planned. He told me to suck his dick over the condom and spit on it. I spat on his dick, and he slowly started to insert his dick into my pussy. I was so wet that he needed no lubes. It was the thickest dick I’d taken so far, so it was a bit painful. I could feel his dick pushing and stretching my pussy. He pushed his dick as far as it’d go in a single stroke. He kept it there for a few seconds and started to pull out. He pushed it in again, making me moan again. He was massaging my boobs and pinching my nipples. At times he would squeeze them so hard and enjoy my reaction. His pressing got hard, and it started to hurt me. But the pleasure of his dick inside my pussy made me want more. His strokes were getting faster and harder. He leaned on me to kiss me while fucking me in a missionary position. He then made me sit on my fours on the floor in a doggy-style position. He grabbed my hair with one hand and started slapping my ass. I was suppressing my screams and moans. He inserted his dick from behind and fucked me like a mad dog. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure. My eyes were teary, and his dick was hitting my G-spot. His slapping made my ass cheeks numb. My hand started to hurt, but he was too hard to care. I finally laid face down on the floor, but he kept fucking me. His stamina was incredible. As he was approaching the climax, he pulled my hands behind and started to stroke way too harder. Tears were overflowing my eyes, and he finally pulled out. I sat down on my knees. He removed his condom, and he jerked his dick near my face. He told me he wanted to cum on my face. He released a huge load which covered my face. There were a few droplets on my hair too. He rubbed his dick over my cum covered face and pushed his dick inside my mouth. I sucked him off and cleaned the cum in his dick. Then he helped me to clean up my face. I washed my face off. Then I started to dress up while he told me to stay naked for some more time. He told me I was so enjoyable, and he loved fucking me. His words were making me feel shy. The time was around 8:30. We kissed, and he sucked my numb boobs again. He said he wanted to give bite marks all over my body. He gave me a lot of bite marks over my boobs and waist. He was getting hard again. Since there wasn’t much time, I jerked him off while occasionally sucking his dick. He cum over my boobs. I traced the cum with my fingers and licked it. It was almost 9, and I started to dress up. He told me he would like to keep my bra. He gave me a naughty smile, and I gave him my bra. So I dressed up without a bra. My nipple shape was visible, but since it was late, I didn’t mind. I tied my hair back into a ponytail and got ready to leave. He kissed me for a few seconds before I left. It was difficult for me to walk. I returned to my hostel, took a hot shower and slept. The next day, he texted me the screenshots of my upgraded attendance and internal marks. We had two more classes which went on normally. It remains one of my favourite experiences. He left the college the next semester, and we lost touch. Thank you for reading, and please leave comments. Feedback is appreciated. You can connect with me at [email protected]. Have a nice day!