Sunny had been obsessed with her professor for months, her lusting gaze following him around campus. She couldn’t resist the allure of his dark, unruly hair, his strong jawline, and those piercing eyes that seemed to see right through her. So, when she found him lingering by the library fountain on a warm spring day, she seized the opportunity to make her move.
“Bach, can I talk to you about today’s lecture?” she asked, her voice quivering with a nervous excitement. He nodded, and they strolled to a nearby bench, Sunny making sure to press her curves against his arm as they walked.
As they sat, Sunny launched into a detailed analysis of the material, her/his slender fingers tracing patterns on the seat beside her. Bach was taken aback by her knowledge and enthusiasm, but more so by the way her nipples seemed to harden beneath her tight blouse with every sentence.
“Wow, Sunny,” he said, his voice low and husky, “you’re a real star. Maybe we should celebrate over dinner sometime?”
Sunny’s heart raced at the prospect, but she didn’t let fear dictate her actions. “I’d love that, Professor,” she purred, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from his forehead. Their eyes locked, the air crackling with tension.
“Actually, I was thinking more along the lines of a quick bite in my car,” he murmured, his hand sliding down to rest on her knee. Sunny’s breath caught in her throat as he squeezed her thigh, the heat of his palm seeping through the fabric of her skirt.
“Okay,” she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation. They rose, and Bach steered her toward his sedan, his palm now firmly pressed against her ass as he guided her to the passenger seat.
Once inside the car, the professor turned to face Sunny, his eyes dark with desire. He leaned in, his lips crashing against hers in a wild, passionate kiss. Sunny moaned into his mouth, her hands roaming over his chest, feeling the solid muscle beneath his shirt.
Bach broke the kiss, his fingers deftly unbuttoning Sunny’s blouse as he leaned her back against the seat. He pushed the garment aside, revealing her lacy bra and the pert mounds of her breasts. He palmed them, his thumbs rubbing over the hardened nipples as Sunny arched into his touch, her head thrown back in ecstasy.
With a growl, he yanked down her skirt, exposing her wet panties. He kissed a trail down her stomach, his tongue parting her folds as he licked her pussy through the drenched fabric. Sunny screamed, her hips bucking against his face as he devoured her, his fingers tugging at the delicate lace.
Finally, he pulled away, his eyes blazing with lust. “I need you now,” he rasped, fumbling with his belt as Sunny wriggled out of her panties. He freed his thick cock, the swollen head glistening with precum as he positioned himself between her spread thighs.
Sunny wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his back as he thrust into her with a single, powerful stroke. She cried out, her pussy clenching around him as he began to piston in and out, his balls slapping against her ass with each forceful drive.
The world narrowed to the burning pleasure, the slick sound of flesh meeting flesh, and the intoxicating scent of their mingled arousal. Bach’s fingers dug into Sunny’s hips as he fucked her with wild abandon, his hips snapping against hers with a primal rhythm that left her breathless and begging for more.