تسجيل الدخولElla's Pov "Unbutton your shirt. Let your tits out. I wanna watch them flop around while I fuck the shit out of you." Professor Garrett growled, tapping his fat cockhead on my nasty pussy lips. The... SMACK! SMACK!! made me jolt. With shaky fingers, I undid the rest of the buttons on my uniform shirt. My heavy tits spilled out, nipples rock hard, scraping his desk. Fuck me. I felt so exposed, so naked. Basically I was. My ass was on display, pussy right there for his eyes, now my tits were out too. My Professor stared at my tits with dark, lusty eyes as he gripped his cock tightly. Without any warning, he shoved his massive mushroom tip into my dripping slit with one shove. My fat cuntlips felt so fucking stretched, with them forced painfully apart. "Fuuckkkkk!! Oh shit!!!!!! Fuck!! It's to fucking big..." I shrieked, my greedy hole sucking him deeper. Professor Garrett gripped my hips ached and slammed into me harder. He was balls deep now, his heavy nuts smacking right
Ella's Pov I scrambled unto the desk, my huge titties jiggling inside my tight uniform shirt.Before I could position myself for him, Professor Garrett stopped me with a hand on my hip. "Not like that. I want you to lay sideways. I want to see your fat ass and pussy more clearly."My cheeks burned at the request. I followed his instruction. The cool air in his office brushed my thighs, resulting in goosebumps. This was happening. It was really happening. My pussy had a life of it's own, creaming like I already had his huge cock in me, drenching my string thong. "Fuck!! You look so fucking sexy laid out like this. " Professor Garrett growled behind me. "You're so eager, who knew you actually act like a highrise pornstar in secret."I glanced at him over my shoulder, hands on my waist to steady my frame. His demeaning words just made more slick dribble down my thighs, coating my slit. Before I could beg him to touch me he stepped forward. Professor Garrett's hand shot out and d
Ella's Pov Two days had passed since I finished the assignment Professor Garrett gave me. Anytime I anticipated giving it to him, I felt sick and threw up. What I wrote was pure porn!All the sexual depravities I had involved myself in were written in that fucking project. I knew I couldn't keep avoiding submitting it. Professor Garrett had emailed me yesterday morning. COME TO MY OFFICE AT 5PM. WE NEED TO DISCUSS ABOUT YOUR ASSIGNMENT. Quickly, I cancelled the plans I had with Flynn for that evening. He whined and cursed, but I didn't care. I had bigger fish to fry. It was time to come clean. I couldn't keep torturing myself any longer. Ransacking my uniforms, I chose the shortest skirt. I'd only worn it once because it exposed my butt cheeks. My white shirt was neatly ironed, and I left four buttons undone. No bra too. My nipples were already hard as pebbles. Underneath my skirt I wore my favourite shoelace thong that disappeared between my fat pussy lips. Yesterday, I to
Ella's Pov I stared at the blinking cursor on my slightly cracked laptop screen. I've only being able to write the title- Personal Experiences with Arousal and nothing more. From what Professor Garrett said, he wanted the raw, unfiltered details. The issue with it was, how was I supposed to write that I want my sloppy cunt railed by his huge cock? How was I supposed to write this essay without sounding like a cheap slut? Every sentence I typed quickly turned into porno. And that wasn't the worst part. My pussy was still throbbing, wanting something thick and wide the tear it apart. My nipples were hard as rocks, pushing against the flimsy material of my nightie. KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.....The loud knocks on my dorm door, almost made me jump out of my skin."Who the fuck is it??" I yelled, angry at the disturbance. "It's me, El. Open up."Flynn. Of course. I rolled my eyes but stood up anyway. I was barely dressed too- just a thin nightie that barely covered my fat ass, my titti
Professor Garrett's Pov The house was too quiet. I always thought this house was too big for one person anyways. I stood under the hot spray of the shower, letting it ease the tension on my shoulders. "Damn!!" I groaned. The water doing shit for me. My mind was playing in a loop the events of today. I've promised myself numerous times not to cross a boundary with her but today I did. Ella Thompson. Her cute face, that whine that she thought wasn't loud when that stupid boy was fingering her in my fucking class. I wasn't pissed she was chasing her pleasure. I was pissed that it wasn't me giving it to her. My cock has being hard since I stepped into that hall. It was harder now, throbbing like it had a mind of it's own. I braced one hand against the tiled wall, and the other wrapped around my thick, veiny shaft. Fuck, I was so fucking huge. Which was a blessing and a curse. Most women loved the thrill of getting fucked by a big horse dick, while most scurried
Ella's Pov Flynn tensed beside me, his grip tightening more forcefully on mine. "I'll wait with you." He said tightly, his eyes locked on Garrett. "We'd walk back together." I shook my head. Gosh, he could be pushy. "It's okay, Flynn. I'll be fine, I promise." Flynn didn't move. If anything he held on tighter. His gaze stayed on Professor Garrett sizing him up. "I don't mind waiting." He said, gritting out the words. It took a whole lot for me not to tell him to get lost. The lecture hall was deserted now. I tried pulling my hand off his but he wouldn't let go. Professor Garrett took a deep breath and stepped away from the podium. His muscular, strong body doing things to me. His sharp green eyes bore into Flynn's not blinking a bit. "Mr Carter." He said in a low, intimidating voice. "I need to speak with Miss Thompson privately. You're dismissed." His tone left no room for argument. It was like watching a duel. The way Professor Garrett stood on business made my ni







