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When they came to my office after I posted the midterm exam grades, I knew exactly what was coming next. First, Todd swaggered into the room, a beautiful but dim-witted boy from my Intro to Feminist Studies class. He wore a tight black v-neck and athletic shorts that seemed to draw the eye to his bulge.Jessica followed him in, and I pretended not to notice that she locked my office door after closing it. She was a perky blonde wearing a blue plaid jumper that was not quite scandalously short. Her shoes were cute but cheap Kardashian knockoffs.I knew their type well. Todd was a football player, and Jessica was his cheerleader girlfriend. They were the definition of a power couple, coasting through life on their popularity. During every class, they sat in the back row, flirting and not paying attention. They were here today because I gave them each a D on the midterm, shattering their expectations of an easy A.So they sat on my couch and launched into the usual pitch about how concerned they were about their grades. Jessica explained their desperate need to pass my class to qualify for their student aid. She wondered aloud why it had to count for such a large part of the grade.Todd seemed content to let his girlfriend do most of the talking. He didn’t mind a woman taking the lead, I noted with interest. His arm was draped across the back of the couch, and his attention was wandering. He spread his legs wide, crowding Jessica who had to keep hers crossed. I mentally rolled my eyes at the careless way young men seem to expand to fill all available space, while women are trained to shrink.Jessica kept talking, trying out different excuses. She brought up the idea that students learn in different ways, and some aren’t cut out for exams. We talked about the stress that the current political environment was putting on students. She even brought up the unseasonable heat wave we were experiencing.When she sensed that I wasn’t going to budge on the midterm grades, she shifted strategies. With studied casualness, she leaned back on the couch. Then she uncrossed her legs, ensuring I would get a peek up her skirt of bright pink panties. She smirked when she saw my eyes flick down, confident that she was taking control of the situation.As she continued chatting, she let her hand slide up Todd’s thigh, trying to draw my eyes to the outline of his cock. She stopped short of fondling him. I allowed her to see me looking.My favorite part of this dance is how every student thinks they’re the first to come up with such a cunning plan. I smiled patiently as she shifted the conversation to more personal matters. She talked about life on campus and how she and Todd had met. When she thought she could get away with it, she started asking questions about me. How long ago had my husband and I separated? She wondered aloud if it was difficult for a university professor to find time to date. I agreed that it was, and tried not to chuckle at how obvious she was being.Encountering no resistance to her new approach, she grew more brazen. Her hand drifted the rest of the way up Todd’s thigh and came to rest on his cock. All the while she continued to talk about how lonely I must be. He looked startled but didn’t stop her, even when she began Anadolu Yakası Escort to rub him through the thin fabric of his shorts.Finally, Jessica played what she assumed was her ace in the hole.“I see you’ve noticed my boyfriend’s cock, professor.” She stressed the word “cock” to see how I would react. I played my part, doing my best to look shocked. I averted my eyes, pretending to feel guilty about getting caught staring.“Oh, don’t be embarrassed, it’s a very nice cock. Would you like to see it?” I shifted uncomfortably in my chair as she gestured for Todd to stand. He did so with an apologetic look, as though he felt more awkward about being a prop in her scheme than anything else.She grinned wolfishly as she tugged down his shorts to reveal a rather attractive package. A well-trimmed crown of pubic hair drew the eye down the length of his semi-erect shaft to the circumcised tip. I gasped in mock horror and stood up as if I was going to walk out.“You’re not leaving now, are you professor?” Jessica grinned, delighted at how well her plan was going. She gripped his cock and started stroking. He swelled in her hand, and his head turned a dark red-purple color. “Look how hard Todd’s getting for you.” I sat back down and bit my knuckle, trying to look nervous.“He likes you, you know. He told me that sometimes during class he fantasizes about you. He thinks about you on your knees, sucking his cock.” She continued to emphasize every dirty idea, relishing their apparent power over me. I squirmed in my chair. I was only acting uncomfortable, but I didn’t have to fake my growing arousal. I was salivating at the thought of him in my mouth.“He sits through your lectures and imagines what you would look like with his cum all over your face. Isn’t that right, Pookie?” She smiled at him, and he looked away blushing. I caught his eye, and he nodded, his embarrassment outweighed by his growing desire. I did my best to look surprised, though, in my experience, every male student has the same fantasy.“Oh, professor! Look!” I followed her gaze and saw she had milked a drop of precum from his cock. “You know, It would be a shame to waste that.” She pointed it at me and grinned wickedly. “Would you like to taste it?”I wanted to cheer at how well things were going, but I made a point of appearing to hesitate before I stood up. I took a deep breath and walked around my desk, pausing for a long moment before kneeling on the carpet in front of Todd. Jessica beamed with triumph and continued to stroke his shaft, aiming it at my face. The bead of precum glistened on his tip. I licked my lips, hoping I looked more nervous than hungry. My heart was pounding with anticipation.Nodding as though I’d only just made up my mind, I closed my eyes and leaned forward to taste him. I savored this moment before things started moving more quickly. Jessica perched on the edge of the couch, still gripping his cock, eager to see me lose my composure. Todd standing erect before me, the strong taste of his precum on my tongue. The rough texture of the carpet against my knees. The blossoming heat between my thighs.All hesitation discarded, I opened wide and took as much of him as I could into my mouth, until Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan my lips brushed her fingers. He gasped as I sucked hard and swirled my tongue. I traced around the ridge of his glans before teasing his opening. His head fit pleasantly in my mouth, not too long or thick.Jessica was grinning in triumph as she continued to stroke Todd’s shaft. She watched, fascinated, as her boyfriend’s cock slid in and out of my mouth. As my tongue danced with his tip, my hands moved under his shirt. I traced my fingernails over his skin and felt him shiver. When I reached back to grab his ass, his muscles clenched and he tried to push deeper into my mouth.Sensing this, Jessica released him and moved my hands from his ass to his cock. I took the suggestion and began sucking more eagerly. As I wrapped one hand around his shaft, pulling him into my demanding mouth, I let the other cup his balls. When I tickled the sensitive skin behind them, he cried out, and I tasted another small spurt of precum on my tongue.I was so focused on Todd that it took me a moment to realize something had changed: Jessica had stopped talking. A quick glance confirmed my fear: She was leaning back on the couch, looking unsure of herself.When she allowed me to take over, a moment of self-doubt must have hit her. Watching her boyfriend moan as another woman went down on him, she worried she wasn’t needed. If I didn’t do something to restore her sense of control, she might decide the whole thing was a mistake.I sat back on my heels and stopped sucking Todd’s cock. “What am I doing?” I whispered to myself. Jessica shifted on the couch, then sat up straight, looking worried.She caught my eye, and I let her see confusion and self-doubt. To sell this, I had to allow myself feel it for a moment. The concern that I had let myself get carried away in the heat of the moment. The fear of what this could do to my career.I saw a tiny flash of relief in Jessica’s eyes as she realized that she was still needed. That without her involvement, this plan would collapse like a house of cards. Then that wolfish grin crept back over her face as she decided to reclaim control.She moved behind me and dropped to her knees. I continued to look uncertain, giving her the opening to tell me what to do. I felt her settle, straddling my calves, and I inhaled sharply when I felt her lips brush against my ears.“Why’d you stop, professor?” She whispered, savoring the way her breath on my neck made me shiver. “I can tell you still want that cock in your mouth.” I whimpered a little, and licked my lips, as though I wasn’t sure whether to continue.I felt her hand on the back of my neck, gently prodding me towards him. Not a rough shove, not demanding. This was more of a suggestion or even a reminder. I allowed myself to be moved, opening my mouth and taking him back in. Todd gasped as the heat of my mouth enveloped him once more.Jessica left her hand on my neck and continued to whisper filthy things in my ear. She clearly relished the task of keeping me aroused.“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” I moaned in approval. “You love the way he fills your mouth. You love the taste. How long has it been since you had a cock this Escort Anadolu Yakası hard for you?” (Not as long as she thought.) “But you can do more. You can take him deeper.” Again, I felt a suggestive pressure on the back of my neck. I grunted in submission and bobbed my head lower, taking a bit more of him in my mouth.“Come on, professor. You’re desperate for this, I can tell. You want more. You need more.” I moved faster, sucking harder, swirling my tongue and making loud wet sounds. Jessica breathed huskily in my ear: “Deep-throat him.”I leaned forward, taking him deeper. I felt his cock hit the back of my mouth and I kept pushing, allowing him to slip into my throat. I heard Todd groan, and though he was as deep as I could take him, I kept moving, rocking my head to increase the sensation. I moved my lips around the base of his shaft. I swallowed his cock until I felt it twitch and I almost gagged. I let him slip out until his tip rested on my tongue once more.“That was good,” she praised me, “Very good.” I felt her hips grind against me from behind. She whispered filthy things in my ear, encouraging me as I fellated her boyfriend. At the same time, her hands began to roam. She caressed my ass and my hips, then moved up to cup my breasts. The sensation as she touched them, even through my clothes, was delicious. It felt like she was rewarding me. My nipples hardened as she grazed them, sending shivers down my spine. The heat between my thighs grew more insistent.Abruptly she wrapped a hand around my ponytail and jerked my head back. Todd and I both gasped in disappointment as his cock left my mouth with a rude wet sound. The aggressive move was all the more shocking given how gentle she had been. Perhaps I’d overplayed the “you should take control” card.“That’s enough of that,” Jessica said as she stood up behind me. She indicated with a tug of my hair that I should rise with her. I bit my lip to suppress the grin I felt and climbed to my feet.For a tantalizing minute, I wasn’t sure what would happen next. Jessica stood behind me, assertively gripping my ponytail. Her other hand rested on my side, above my hip. I was shivering with anticipation.Poor Todd stood before us, cock glistening with my saliva, looking confused and horny. I guessed she’d never gotten quite this dominant with him before and he was trying to figure out if he liked it. I bit my lip as I realized that I liked it.“Take off your shirt, Todd.” Obediently, he pulled it over his head and dropped it on the floor. Jessica and I took a moment to admire his undressed body. He stood proudly as we looked. He was in good shape and knew it.“He does have a nice body, doesn’t he, professor?” I nodded, and she continued whispering in my ear. “But now, don’t you feel a bit overdressed?” I couldn’t help but grin. This was going to be fun. I nodded, and she kissed my cheek before turning her attention to Todd.“Pookie, I want you to undress the professor.” It was a simple direction, but he looked unsure how to begin. I could practically feel her eyes roll as she clarified: “Start by removing her top.” I bit my lip to avoid showing how pleased I was with “their” plan.He stepped forward and started undoing my buttons. When he looked down my shirt as it began to open, I was glad I wore a sexy bra today. He stumbled with one of the buttons, and I worried he was going to rip the silk. But when I moved to help him, she tightened her grip on my hair and said: “No, no, professor. Let him do it. He’ll be careful.”After an achingly long minute, Todd finally got my shirt unbuttoned and untucked.

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