Teacher's Pet

I’ve been drawn to sex for as long as I can remember. Even as a child I was fascinated with my parent’s pornos and magazines. They did their best to hide them, but I’d always find them. I was amazed at the way the women looked when they were having sex. Their mouths wide open, dripping with saliva and moaning. I didn’t know if it was pleasure or pain, or if there was really any difference. My first sexual experience, with someone other than myself happened when I was 16. It was in the high school girl’s locker room. And it was not at all what I was hoping for. His penis was nothing like what I’d seen in the videos, it was shorter and thinner than I was expecting. Once he put it inside of me he came…. I had no opportunity to moan or experience much of anything. It was depressing, and a major let down. I didn’t have sex again until I was 18 and it was with a much older man and it was everything I thought it should be.

It was cliché and what a lot of the pornos I’d watched over the years were based around. I was a first-year college student, he was my psychology professor. It started with harmless flirting, hands lingering longer than they should have, catching him starring at my breasts. The first time we fucked it was intense and filled with passion. We were in his office, he grabbed me hard by my waist and pulled me to him, kissing me with a rough force. I briefly tried to protest, but gave in. What felt like an electric current was pulsating through my body. My pussy was wet, just from his kiss, I could feel his erection through his pants. I felt his hand slide up my thigh and under my skirt. He rubbed the outside of my pussy through my panties, finding my clit and rubbing it in small circles. He gently bit my earlobe and kissed down my neck, never moving his hands from my pussy. I tried to grind into his hand, to press myself harder against him. I unbuckled his pants and pulled his pants down, exposing his enormous erection. I was taken back at the size of his cock, and how pretty it looked. Smooth and veiny with clear liquid oozing from the tip. I wanted him in my mouth. I’d never sucked a dick before, but I needed to have him in my mouth. I got down on my knees and first licked him, started at the base of his throbbing cock and licked all the way up, tasting the sweet, saltiness of him. I placed one hand around his thickness and rubbed it up and down his cock. My mouth was sucking him, and my hand was jerking him off. I looked up and him and his eyes were closed, and his head was back, mouth slightly open and he was moaning. He started to move his hips in rhythm to my sucking. I couldn’t get enough of his dick in my mouth. I gagged a little at first, he was so big, but then my throat relaxed, and I took him down as far as I could. Tasting him. He pulled me up and pushed me over his desk, I was on my back and he was on top of me. He pulled my panties to the side and thrust into me hard. I let out a loud moan, it was painful and pleasurable. He was fucking me hard and fast and I felt it everywhere on my body. He pushed into me harder and deeper and I loved it. I loved how my pussy felt griped around his cock. I felt him rubbing against my clit and filling every inch of me. It was intense and so satisfying. He pulled me up and pushed me onto my stomach, saying nothing but with an urgency that was jarring. He ripped my panties down and started to fuck me from behind. Squeezing my ass with every thrust, fucking me harder and harder until I felt him explode into me and collapse on my back. His hot cum dripping out of my pussy and onto my thighs. I couldn’t move, I didn’t want to. My heart was racing, and my pussy was throbbing. This is what sex is supposed to be. I didn’t think it could get better, I didn’t think it was possible…. but he was the teacher, and I was the student, and I had a lot to learn.