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Late Classes
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![]() I stepped into the room. Surprisingly, nobody was there. Not much of a surprise, perhaps. After all, very few people were regular on the late evening classes at the university. Maybe even I would skip this class, if it wasn't for the handsome, dark skinned assistant. He came exactly at 19 o'clock, punctual as ever. You wouldn't expect anything else from this guy, his black shirt perfectly ironed and his behavior always composed. Cold, even. I like this type of men - who know they are intelligent, successful and not able to tolerate stupidity. I've always wondered if they were like that in bed, or liked to cede control to the women they were sleeping with. He looked angrily around the empty room and asked if anybody else were to join. "I don't know," - I answered honestly, and after a moment decided to add: "Sir, it's not because your classes are not interesting, it's just that they are badly scheduled by the administration, very few students would choose to stay at the university until nine o'clock bursa escort on a Friday evening." "If I can find the time to be here, surely they could, too," he murmured, his voice a little too dark, and after that started talking about the scheduled themes. I was well prepared, of course, so it was more like a personal discussion than a legal lecture, we even argued on some more detailed points. After 45 minutes we had covered the whole material and I was just collecting my stuff and getting ready to go, when I felt him approaching. "You are a very smart girl," he said. "Keep working like that and you'll achieve great things." I didn't know how to respond to that, feeling his breath on the skin of my neck and his black eyes looking straight at mine. I started feeling uncomfortable and telling myself to go, that he just meant to pay me a compliment, but I couldn't move. He was intoxicating. Then he moved towards me and kissed me. I could çanakkale escort feel how warm his skin was, and his perfume was arousing me intensely. His hand went from my back to my thighs, grabbing my ass so tight it hurt. But I didn't really care as I was too busy unbuttoning his shirt while my lips and tongue were teasing his ear. His hand reached under my black pencil skirt and started massaging my clitoris. Oh, I wanted him so badly. He took off my panties, and whispered huskily in my ear: "I would like for you to taste me first." Okay, I would like doing it too, but not right now, as my desire was almost painful. But I seemed to have no choice in this as he tied my hands behind my back with my panties. I was on my knees before him, feeling really aroused, but ready to do anything he wishes me to. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his boxer briefs. He really was huge. I started licking him from bottom to top and I took rize escort him in my mouth. He grabbed my hair and pushed deeper in my mouth, and kept himself there until I choke. He pulled off for a bit and I started sucking him while looking him at the eyes, knowing he loved it. I sucked his balls too, as they were cleanly shaved, and he seemed pleased. "Such a good little slut," he said. "Now stand up." I stood and he ordered me to go to the desk and to lean my upper half on it. Then he lifted my skirt up and put two of his fingers in my vagina. Oh, I could take no more, so I started begging him to fuck me right now. He laughed and penetrated me, which felt like the ultimate relief. He fucked me fast and hard, and finished generously on my butt cheeks and asshole. Then he untied my hands and kissed me gently. After we cleaned ourselves (good thing I had tissues in my bag) and got dressed, he kissed me again and said, smiling: "I would like to do that and other things to you at least once more, but we haven't got the time right now. They are going to lock the university soon and I would really not rather spend the night here. Just promise not to tell anyone about us and I'll promise to call you someday." "I promise, Sir" - I replied, knowing that I'll just be a booty call. But one hell of a booty call will it be! |
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