After Class Special

I can never focus when I come to this class. Truthfully I would’ve dropped it a long time ago if I didn’t have the ultimate crush on my college professor. I didn’t understand this shit. When I looked around the class, I could tell most of my classmates were just as lost. It’s only been a month and the class has already dropped in size by almost half. I’m not going anywhere though. I look forward to seeing my professor’s face. I haven’t missed a day yet.

Mr Banks was a tall, dark, and purposefully bald man who always wore the right cologne for his body chemistry. I just wanted to lick that bald head one good time and smother myself in his arms. His voice was authoritative. I find myself daydreaming to him dominating me. I wanted him to spank me and say l’ve been a bad bad girl. Who would’ve thought my fantasy would become reality.

One day after our Monday class, I told Mr Banks I needed some tutoring. He told me he would tutor me on Wednesdays from 7-8pm in the study hall. He barely looked up at me when he told me that. So I playfully rubbed his head and said thanks.

It definitely caught him off guard but he wasn’t mad. He looked at me and it was like he was seeing me for the first time. He smiled and massaged his manhood briefly. It was his way of letting me know he’s down to do whatever I’m down to do. I took it a step further. I made sure no one could see me. I was wearing a skirt. I removed my panties and put them in his hand. He quickly put them in his pocket and told me he’ll see me Wednesday.

The anticipation of meeting with him was overwhelming me. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Tuesday night I couldn’t take it anymore. I found a video of him online giving a lecture. I waited for my roommate to fall asleep so I could masturbate. Although, she was such a little whore I’m sure she could care less if she heard me or not. She’d probably try to get in on the action. After all, we’ve done that a few times before. Well, at least she’s given me pleasure. I’ve yet to return the favor to her.

I heard her snoring and took it as my cue. I pushed play on the video of Mr Banks on my phone. I moistened my fingers with my saliva and started massaging myself inside my panties. Oooh yeah. I was making me feel real good. His voice was adding to the euphoria.

“ And last but not least you’ll be able to use databases to create, read, update and delete information through the MongoDB database management system. All of these different technologies….”

I didn’t know what the fuck he was talking about but I loved his voice and the way he moved his body when he talked. I focused on his lips and rubbed my woman lips faster and faster. Sometimes I would close my eyes and picture his hands rubbing me.

I was in a zone. I inserted my fingers inside me and started gyrating on them. I no longer needed my phone. I had a clear image of him in my head. I used my now free hand to continue rubbing myself while the other hand moved harder and hard in and out of me. I was moaning, arching my back under the covers. My mouth was agape. I was pivoting into my orgasm. I was about to explode. I couldn’t help myself I screamed as I tensed up before I lay limp. I pulled the covers off my head and glanced at my roommate. She was still knocked out. I sucked my fingers and went to sleep too. I was ready to dream about what could happen tomorrow with my Mr Banks. I plan on sucking that man til his soul leaves his body! Stay tuned!