Professor Shawn (2)
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ABBY
I got back into my clothes as quickly as I could, then I headed straight to Shawn's office, anticipation and sheer excitement burning in my chest.
On reaching his office, I pushed the door open without knocking. Shawn started, hurriedly slamming his phone down at his table as though he had just been caught doing something wrong.
His eyes widened upon seeing me, a soft blush materializing on his face. “A-Abby? W-what are you…?”
Before he could get over his shock, let alone complete his question, I crossed the room in three long strides and snatched the phone away from the table and yanked it close to my face.
A smile slowly crept up my lips.
Yeah, I knew it.
I knew it!
I knew he would be looking at those nude pics I sent him.
My eyes shifted down to his pants, only to see the outline of his fat c**k pressing against his pants.
My gosh!
Shawn is hard for me? Shawn is hard for me. Shawn is hard for me! OMG! I can't believe it. I can't believe it!
I've spent months lusting after this man in secret and at the same time, being invisible to him.
I wish I had done this sooner.
“A-Abby… y-you know you shouldn't be sending me these kinds of things.” He said in a choked voice.
“And yet here you are, watching them… and enjoying them.” I purred, walking around the table. “You want me.”
“Y-you're mistaken. T-that was…”
God, who knew he'd look so, so, so hot when flustered?
I spread my legs over him and settled down on his lap. Then I threw my arms over his perfect neck. Mmm! I could already feel his c**k throbbing hard against my ass.
His eyes flew wide. “A-Abby, s-stop… what are you doing…”
“Shh!” I placed a hand on his lips, hushing him, my other fingers hovering all over him, “You can stop lying to yourself, Shawn. You want this.”
“W-what? N-n-no…”
“Stop pretending.”
“Abby...”
I grabbed his face in both hands and crushed my lips hard against his. I kissed him hard, deeply and yearningly.
Fuck, I've wanted this for a very, very, very long time now, and now that I'm getting it, it feels like absolute heaven!
I could feel something burning rush all over me, sparking up this unquenchable fire of desire.
God, I want him.
I want all of him.
All of him!
“A-Abby, stop!” He barked, pushing me away, breathless. “What are you doing?”
“I want you to f**k me,” I whispered roughly.
Without waiting for any response, I crushed my lips on his again.
“Abby, stop…” He said into my mouth, “Stop, we shouldn't be doing this…”
Though he said it, his actions were contrary to his words. He started to kiss me back, his hand slowly coming up to my face.
Hmm, his restraint was already snapping.
I moaned into his mouth when his tongue finally gave in and tangled with mine. Slowly at first, like he was still fighting himself, then deeper and hungrier. His fingers slid into my hair, gripping just hard enough to make my scalp tingle.
I rocked my hips forward, grinding my soaked panties against the thick ridge of his c**k still trapped in his slacks. He groaned lowly.
Yeah, that's it, his control is cracking a little more.
“Wait… f**k… Abby…” His voice was gravelly. “This is wrong. I’m your professor. If anyone finds out…”
“Then don’t let them find out.” I nipped his bottom lip, tugging. “Just let me have you. Just once. Please, Shawn.”
His hands dropped to my waist, squeezing like he was trying to decide whether to push me away or pull me closer. I didn’t give him time to decide.
I reached between us, fumbling with his belt, then his zipper. He hissed when my fingers brushed over the swollen head through his boxers.
So hot. So hard. And already leaking.
Fuck!
“Abby… wait…”
“No waiting.” I yanked his boxers down just enough.
His c**k sprang free, thick and flushed dark, the tip glistening. Mmm! Exactly how I imagined it'd be. My mouth watered. My p***y clenched so hard I whimpered.
I shoved my own panties to the side, not even bothering to take them off. I was dripping, slick coating my inner thighs. I lined him up, the blunt head kissing my entrance.
Shawn's hands clamped down hard on my hips. “Susan... ahh… wait… slow down. You’re so f*****g tight already, I…”
I sank down.
Just the tip stretched me open, burning in the best way. I gasped, nails digging into his shoulders.
Yes!
He froze. Eyes wide. “Abby… oh God…”
I didn’t stop.
Another inch. Then another. The stretch was intense, almost too much, but the ache felt so right. Like my body had been waiting years just for this moment, for him.
Yes, it has.
Halfway down, I felt it... a sharp, sudden sting deep inside. Something gave way.
Trevor’s whole body jerked.
“f**k…. wait… wait…” His voice cracked. “Are you…? Abby… are you a virgin?”
I bit my lip, nodding, tears pricking my eyes from the burn but also from how full I felt.
Shawn's c**k is inside of me.
How perfect! How heavenly!
“Yes,” I whispered. “And I want it to be you. Only you.”
He looked wrecked. Pupils blown. Breathing ragged.
“Abby, we should stop. I can’t… be your first… and your first time shouldn’t be on a f*****g office chair…”
“I don’t care about perfect.” I rolled my hips, taking another inch. The pain was fading fast, replaced by this pulsing, liquid heat. “I care about you inside me. Right now.”
I sank the rest of the way down until my ass met his thighs, and he was buried to the hilt.
We both moaned. The room was filled with our long, melodic sounds.
He was so deep I could feel him in my stomach. Throbbing. Alive. Mine.
“Jesus Christ,” He choked out. His hands were shaking on my hips. “You’re so f*****g tight… I can feel your pulse around me…”
I panted. “Move with me, Shawn. Please.”
He groaned like he was in pain. “I’m trying to be good… trying so f*****g hard…”
“Then stop trying.” I slowly lifted… his c**k dragging deliciously along every sensitive inch inside me…. then slammed back down.
His head fell back against the chair with a thud. “f**k!”
That was the last of his resistance.
His hands gripped my ass, spreading me wider, helping me ride. I set the pace at first… slow, grinding circles, then faster, bouncing, chasing that spot inside that made stars burst behind my eyes every time I hit it.
He started thrusting up to meet me. Hard. Deep. No more hesitation.
“Like that?” He growled against my throat, teeth grazing. “You want it rough?”
“Yes… oh, God yes…”
I love this!
He f****d up into me harder, chair creaking under us. Wet sounds filled the room… my slick, his balls slapping against me, our desperate breathing.
I clenched around him on every downstroke, milking him. He cursed under his breath, hips snapping.
“You’re gonna make me come too fast,” he panted. “You feel too f*****g good.”
“Then come,” I begged, feeling like a dirty little slut, nails raking down his chest through his shirt. “Come inside me, Trev.. I want to feel it. I want all of you.”
His rhythm stuttered. His grip turned bruising.
“f**k… Abby…”
“Call my name again.”
“What…” He was so breathless.
Fuck, the face he made was so f*****g hot.
“Call my name again.”
“Okay… Abby… Abby…”
“Yes…” I shut my eyes in utmost euphoria, “Yes!”
Then I slammed down one last time, grinding hard, c**t rubbing against his pelvis.
We both shattered.
He came with a guttural groan, c**k pulsing, flooding me with heat. I felt every thick spurt deep inside, and it pushed me over… my orgasm crashed so hard my vision whited out. I clenched around him, shaking, crying his name.
We stayed locked together, trembling, breathing each other in.
His arms slipped and dropped.
“Jesus,” he whispered against my hair, voice wrecked. “You… you just…”
I smiled, still impaled on him, still feeling the aftershocks ripple through both of us.
“I know,” I murmured, kissing the corner of his mouth. “And I’m not done with you yet, Shawn..”
His c**k twitched inside me again.
His expression suddenly turned from pleasure to deep regret.
Oh, please! Like he didn't just enjoy it.
I squeezed around him on purpose.
I finally did it.
I finally hooked Shawn. Who would have thought it would be this easy?
I'm no longer a virgin! Ha! f*****g finally! I'm so glad it was Shawn!
I ground my breasts on his chest, leaning forward to kiss him again, but he put his hand on my shoulders and gently pushed me away.
Then he gave me that look of utter disgust that shattered every fantasy I was having.
“Abby…” He breathed, “W-what have you done?”
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