Chapter 4 PROFESSOR KELVIN
Mia
He didn't wait. He grabbed the back of my head and forced himself inside. I gasped, my eyes widening and watering as he filled my mouth completely. He was ruthless. He didn't care about being gentle. He pushed deep, hitting the back of my throat, making me gag.
Fuck. I had never had anything this big in my throat. I felt like I would choke, faint, or fucking die from how hard he was hitting my throat.
Gulp.
Gulp.
Hawk...
Tui.
I gripped his muscular thighs, trying to hold on. He kept a steady, brutal rhythm, forcing me to take every inch of him. I asked for this.
"That's it," he whispered, his voice rough. "Take it all, you little annoying brat."
After a few minutes of total silence, the only sound being my gagging and his heavy breathing, he pulled out, releasing my hair. I collapsed back on my heels, gasping for air, saliva dripping down my chin.
"Stand up," he snapped.
I scrambled to my feet, my legs shaking like jelly. He didn't give me a second to breathe. He grabbed my waist and spun me around, slamming my chest onto his desk. My face was pressed against the smooth wood.
"Let's see what we have here," he murmured as he reached down and yanked my skirt up. "Such a cock-craving slut. Walking around the premises without panties on."
Slap!
"Ouch!" I winced.
"Is this how you go around fucking your profs?" he asked.
"No, Prof... I did it just for you," I panted with a shaky voice.
"Liar," he whispered. I felt his cock line itself up with my slit. "ohhhh... yesss..."
"You feel that?"
"Yessss... ah... fuck... I do..."
He lined it up again. "I will make sure to fuck this whore spirit out of you."
Without warning, he shoved inside me in one hard, violent thrust.
"AHHHHH!" I screamed. It was too much. He was too big; it felt like he was splitting me in half.
"Be quiet!" he hissed, leaning over me, his chest pressing into my back. "The students are in the hallway. You want them to hear their favorite whore getting what she deserves?"
“Ohhh… Prof.” I moaned.
“You're so wet. Such a cock craving whore.”
Fuck the words from that voice. It was doing something special to me. Making me drip more that I already was.
He started to move. It was a "no mercy" kind of fuck. He slammed his hips against mine, over and over.
Thwack.
Thwack.
Thwack.
Every thrust sent me sliding forward on the desk, and every time, he pulled me back by my hair to do it again.
Fuck he was so big. So fucking massive. I could feel my walls contracting at every thrust of that massive cock into my dripping hole.
"Oh, fuck! Prof... Kelvin... please!" I cried out, my fingers clawing at the desk.
"Call me what you called me in class, Mia. Say it!" he demanded.
"Fuck, Daddy! Yes, Daddy! Harder, please... oh fuck, yes, Prof, fuck me hard like that, Daddy."
He increased the pace. He was hitting my G-spot with every deep plunge. I was seeing stars and the moon and everything on another planet.
“Oh oh oh oh…ahhhhh ahh ahhh”
“This is what you wanted right?”
“Ye… esss ohh oh. Yes…”
“You wanted my cock to fuck you like this huh?” He grunted, plunging deeper.
Aww. Fuck.
“Yes Daddy. I wanted. Ohhh…ohhh…. Yes… oh…. Fuck… you're…. Nnnnngnnhh… Nnnnngnnhh… Nnnnngnnhh… just like Daddy. Fuck my slutty pussy…”
Suddenly, he pulled out. I almost fell, feeling empty and cold for the split second he was out.
He sat down in his large leather executive chair, his cock erect and pointing high, waiting for me. He pulled me toward him.
"Sit on it," he ordered.
I climbed onto his lap, facing him. I lowered myself down slowly, feeling him fill me up again.
"Ahhhhh," the moan rasped out of my mouth. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. And I started to move, riding him hard.
"Oooohhhhh! OHHHHH! Oh, yes... oh, yes... oh, yes... fuck!" I moaned loud, my gaze locked on his.
I was in control now, or so I thought. I leaned in and bit his shoulder, tasting the salt on his skin.
"You're so tight for a school slut, Mia," he groaned, his hands gripping my waist so hard that I was sure there would be bruises tomorrow. "You're going to ruin me, Mia."
"Then let me," I whispered, moving my hips in a circle, grinding against him. I was a professional at this, and I wanted to give him my best—something he probably would never get from anyone else in the whole college.
"Tsssss... oh, yes..." he groaned.
Slap! His hand landed on my ass this time, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. He didn't let me stay in control for long. He grabbed my hips and started thrusting upward, meeting every move I made with twice the force. His cock was now so deep inside my pussy that I felt it touching my womb with each thrust.
"Yes, Prof, fuck me like that... that... ooohhh! Yes, yes, yes, fuck, yes! Don't fucking—ahhh, yes—stop! Yes, ohhh, ohhhh... faster... oh, yes... ahhh, oh, oh..."
I was screaming now, my head tossed back, my hair flying everywhere.
Slap!
“Who owns this slutty pussy?”
“It's you Daddy”
“Suck a tempting little thing” he murmured. Hitting every nerve. My hand on his shoulder tightened. Clawing at the skin, fuck. I knew I would need this cock in my again. This was exactly what I would want to have every fucking day.
.fucking me like crazed.
I could feel it. I was close... so close. My body was vibrating, my muscles clenching around him.
"Daddy! Ah… fuck… ohhh.. I'm... I'm coming! Daddy!"
"Stay with me," he barked, his eyes darker with lust. Three more powerful thrusts, his body tensing up.
Everything exploded. Then, I felt it, the hot seeds, shooting inside of me. The heat of his come filling me up, and my own orgasm hitting me like a wave, making my whole body go numb for what seemed like forever. We sat there, panting, sweating, our bodies locked together in the silence of the office, my head rested on his chest. I had never been as proud of myself as I was at that moment.
Suddenly... Creak.
The door hadn't been fully locked. The door swung open.
Standing there was Lily, the school nerd. She was carrying a massive stack of test papers, her thick glasses sliding down her nose.
"Professor Kelvin, I brought the rest of the scripts from the—"
She stopped. Her mouth fell open. The papers in her hands slipped, scattering all over the floor. She saw me, Mia, the girl she probably hated, sitting naked on the Professor’s lap. She saw his pats down, my skirt pushed up to my waist. His cock was still buried inside of me while his hand held my butt cheeks.
What the fuck!