Extra Curricular Lesson

by Jesseca Last I wrote here, I was still living at home and had just had my first sexual experience. Let me briefly update you before getting to the meat of my story. I am currently nineteen years old, living and attending school in Maryland, USA. I stand approximately 5 foot three, weight ninety-five pounds and have long red hair and green eyes. Moving on... Most of my days on campus are spent going to class after class with the occasional long break between. During those breaks I like to spend time outside (weather permitting), or go back to my dorm room and listen to music while studying or whatever else needs to be done. On one particular spring afternoon, I had a two-hour break between Asian Economics and U.S. Foreign Policy. I ended up underneath a tree looking over the previous U.S.F.P. notes and came across a problem. I got my stuff together and went to my Professor's office, hoping he'd be free and able to help me out before the test that was coming up later that day. When I arrived at his office door, I knocked, heard shuffling noises and then "Come in" from the Professor. Curious of the noises, I walked in a little slowly. This didn't slip by him and he smiled at me, playfully, and said, "You caught me at a distressing time, Jesseca." To be honest, I was more surprised that he knew me by first name than I was when he showed me the hand he'd been hiding. It was slightly wet and sticky looking with fluids that I very quickly recognized. Slowly, the faint smell of masturbation tickled my nose and I understood just what he meant by "distressing." I didn't really know what to say or do, so I just sat down and stared at him. (Brilliant? No, not really but until you've experienced an awkward moment such as that, you can't doubt my actions.) He apologized and assured me that he had not intended to upset me or anything of that like. I stumbled through many versions of "it's okay" and "no I'm sorry, my fault" until he just laughed at me and said, "Now that we've really passed the shock period, do you mind if I make myself decent before we get to your reason for visiting?" "Uh...sure," I said. What else was there to say? Just as I finished speaking, he stood up and started to arrange his clothing. His cock was still hard (though slightly less than I imagine it was before) and jutting out of his pants. I couldn't help but stare at it, as it was far bigger than any I had seen before. My guess of the size is around seven and a half inches, but also slightly thicker than normal. It looked very clean and defined and I must admit my mouth (and pussy) wetted slightly upon viewing it. He noticed I was staring and smiled at me across his desk. "Do you like it?" "Well...I mean...it's...kind of bigger than I thought." He laughed. "Oh? You've thought of it?" "Yeah, um, I mean...well, you know, you're the youngest professor I have and I guess I've thought about it. I'm sorry." My cheeks were growing more and more red by the minute. "Don't be sorry, Jesseca, you think I've never thought about students? I'm a single guy and it's not something I've ever really actively pursued but I'd be lying, not to mention crazy, if I said I never looked at my female students and appreciated their assets," he said in that lecturing voice that only teachers seem blessed with. He continued as he straightened his tie. "Especially yours." "M-mine?" "Of course...you have a beautiful body, am I upsetting you?" It was only as he began to compliment me that I remembered exactly how short the shorts I was so excited to wear (due to the first warm weather of the season) were and just how sheer and tight my t-shirt was. "No, not upsetting...I'm a little surprised, I guess...I never thought teachers really got interested in students." "Like I said, I haven't actively pursued it." "How come your cock is still out?" I said it before I realized I was thinking it, and damn did i feel embarrassed. So did he, apparently, as he looked down at it, shocked, "Oh, God, Jesseca. I'm so sorry." He began to zip up his pants. "No, wait...I don't mind." He was just as shocked by it as I was. "I guess what i mean is...have you ever wanted to 'actively pursue' something with a student?" "I'm not sure...it never really got further than a thought..." As much as I had become interested in the conversation, I felt nervous and afraid that I would mess up with one of my favorite teachers. "I feel kinda bad about interrupting you just for notes...if you want to finish, I'll go outside and let you. I'm sorry, Professor." I began to gather my things, but he stopped me. "Do you want to go? If you would like...you can stay..." "You mean watch you?" "Yeah, I guess I mean watch me..." Instead of verbally replying, I just sat down and smiled a little. He smiled back and began to lower his suit pants and boxers. He slowly began to move his fingertips over the length of his dick, gently stroking and began to squeeze the head lightly between his thumb and fingers. It had been a while since I'd really watched a man masturbate and I was especially thrilled with the appearance of this one. He was tall, a bit over six feet and trim. He had smooth looking skin and shiny reddish blonde hair that accented his very blue eyes. He was fairly young, only about thirty and only a few years into teaching, which curved the creep out factor of watching one of my teachers perform a sexual activity in front of me. All of these factors combined made for a very hot Jesseca. My professor (Todd is his name, by the way) apparently noticed because he smiled as he stroked and said, "If you want to do a little exhibition of your own, I won't mind. I'd be quite inspired." His invitation didn't go to waste and I began to slowly disrobe, shirt first. I noticed his interest in that and played it up a bit by pulling my shirt tight over my chest and letting it outline my tits before it came off. Then, I turned around and slowly lowered my shorts and panties, respectively. He gave a grin of approval and told me to come sit near him on his desk. Eventually, we ended up with him sitting on the large window ledge behind his desk (the blinds were drawn and closed) and me on the bare corner of his desk. I began to cup and fondle my breasts, squeezing and pinching at the nipples, then slowly moved my hand down my stomach to my thighs and eventually inward to my slit. Minutes of mutual masturbation passed before he asked if he could be a little more bold and make himself acquainted with my body. I was very happy to oblige. He had me move to the small couch in his office and lean against the back with my legs apart so he could look at me, then kneeled and kissed me. It was a very long kiss during which he began to squeeze my tits and pull at my nipples. They are fairly small, "dainty" looking pink nipples which he became fascinated with quite fast. He started to lick between and then up around in circles over each breast, then sucked at my nipples for what seemed like eternity. I was moaning and carrying on as quietly as I could, as not to bring unwanted attention to us. He continued his assault on my body and lowered himself until he was face to face with my spread, and quite wet, pussy. I was already on the verge of orgasm as he agonizingly slowly slipped his tongue gracefully over the lips and found my clit. He delicately licked and ran his tongue over it as I moaned and cried out. Then, very suddenly he stuck his tongue deep inside me, further than I would ever have thought possible. I came nearly instantly and juices were dripping out of me and onto his face. He continued to lick and fuck me with his tongue until I finished orgasming, then moved up next to me and put my hand on his very hard, throbbing rod. I began rubbing and squeezing immediately, wanting to get a feel of his gorgeous cock. I very quickly discovered that I had been right about the thickness and that my hand was unable to completely wrap around. "Ohhh, Jesseca...suck it for me..." I didn't need any more encouragement than that and slid to the floor to more easily go down. I began to move my tongue up and down his shaft, which was already slick with precome. I tickled and cupped his balls and moved my tongue in circles over the hot head of his prick. He liked that very much and began stroking my hair and begging me to suck him. I slowly enveloped his cockhead with my lips and sucked him deeper into my mouth. He was trying not to push into my throat but not very successfully so I eased off until he calmed, then took him as deep as he would go and sucked harder than I ever had before. He writhed and moaned but pulled me back just before I could taste his orgasm. "Why? I can take it, I like taking it..." He spoke in a low, breathy voice. "No, I want to do it inside that sweet little pussy of yours," he said as he pulled me to straddle his lap. That was the first time I'd really heard him talk "dirty" to me and it got me very hot. "Mmmm yes, please fuck me..." Before I even finished asking, he had pushed me down over his cock and impaled me as deep as he could. I was so wet and excited that it didn't hurt, and I just kept pumping my hips and riding him as hard as I could- harder than I ever had before. We ended up with me halfway on the couch and halfway dangling just off of its edge and him right on top of me, my legs over his shoulders. He fucked and pushed and pumped me like nothing I'd ever known until we both exploded in the wettest orgasm I've ever experienced. The next several minutes were spent laying in a heap, sweaty and very tired. Todd was the first to speak up. "That was quite literally the most incredible sex I've ever had. "You? Me too...I mean, no one has ever been so...deep... Or gone so long.." "I think I'm going to have to cancel the test today, I'm beat. I've never felt so tired after sex." "My dorm room is private..no roommate..and most of the building is out right now. You could come over and rest and..." And he did. We lucked out famously, as most of my dorm went to a party that night and he was able to sneak out undetected after several hours with me. I didn't see him for a few days after that because it was a weekend and I don't have that class on Monday, but Tuesday we discussed it and decided that after this semester, since I will no longer be his student, we can enjoy more sexual activities together. Here and there we can't seem to resist temptation and we will masturbate together in his office, but not touch each other. Even after I'm not his student, we'll have to sulk around if we wish to have sex, but he will at least feel better about it. If anyone is curious, I shall keep them posted.