Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
I close my eyes and scrub my hands across my face. How could I have been so careless and stupid? There’s something about Leo that makes me let my guard down to the point where I allow myself to make the dumbest decisions of my life. I’m so disappointed in myself. I may even need to transfer schools.
But there’s no way I can leave now. I’m stuck under this desk for the next hour. Even if I weren’t naked, and there was enough room under this desk to get my clothes back on, how could I explain being under this desk in the first place?
Leo’s dick softens as he welcomes his students to class. He sounds calm and collected as he begins his lecture sitting down. I listen to the calmness in his voice and try to let it guide my own emotions. If he’s calm, I can be too. I keep telling myself, over and over again, that everything is going to be fine.
Sitting down at his desk is not Leo’s style. He’s one of those teachers who paces the floor, making sure all of his students can hear him, but he’s stuck just as much as I am. If anyone notices the difference in his teaching methods, they don’t say anything.
As time passes and my paranoia dies down, I find myself staring at the limp cock in front of my face, still snaked out of the zipper of his pants. Even limp, the thing is massive. As far as cocks go, it’s gorgeous. I’m not a stranger to cocks. I may not have had many sexual experiences, but I do enjoy porn. It has gotten me through many a lonely night. I’ve never enjoyed the Hollywood production type with the girls who mechanically go through the motions, no smiling, no enjoyment. I always preferred the homemade stuff with couples who are obviously turned on and enjoying themselves. The production quality isn’t as good, but it feels authentic. Leo’s cock could easily be in one of the professional porn productions. It’s just as big and perfect as any porn star’s, but his moves aren’t predictable or robotic like them. Sex with Leo is other-worldly.
Remembering being sprawled out on his desk with my legs over his shoulders, squirting as he fucked me hard, it has me turned on again despite the compromising position we’re in. It seems crazy, especially for someone like me who is so focused on always remaining professional and keeping my reputation intact, but the close call has me so turned on right now.
I tentatively run my hands over Leo’s legs and feel him stir, just a bit. I touch his soft cock and it immediately begins to swell. I run my finger up and down his length, watching with growing interest as he gets harder, as the crown darkens and the veins at the side become more visible. He spreads his legs a little wider under the desk, and I drag my finger nails up and down his thighs, scratching hard so he feels me under his pants.
I can’t say what comes over me, but I lick the tip, just once, and I hear Leo cough in the middle of speaking to his class. I do it again, and Leo slides his hips a little further down in his desk chair. It’s an invitation, for sure. I put my mouth around it, popping the tip in and out of my mouth, licking the head like the most delicious lollipop. I use my hand to pump his shaft, a steel rod covered in skin as soft as cashmere. I swirl my tongue around the engorged head. The tip leaks. His cock twitches and moves, growing even harder until it’s pointed up at his bellybutton. I take more of him into my mouth, feeling him grow harder every time he passes over my tongue. I love his taste and scent, and under this desk, in this dark and confined space, I’m surrounded by it. It’s like a sensory deprivation chamber and the only stimuli I have his cock. And I can’t get enough of it. I can taste the sweetness of my pussy still on his cock.
I love the feeling of his cock sliding over my tongue. I love the smell and the taste of it. As I bob my head up and down his shaft, he becomes fully erect and can no longer fit down my throat. He’s far, far too big for that. Though I try to take all of him in my mouth, I can’t help but choke.
His voice wavers a bit as I continue to suck him. He chuckles and tells the class, “Sorry, I forgot what I was saying for a moment.” He finishes talking and tells them to take this time to work on the project he assigned them. And that’s when I go hard, stroking him fast, sucking him off, deep-throating him like some kind of porn star. His hands go beneath the desk, forcing my head down and making me to go deeper. I relax my throat and manage to swallow most of him, trying not to gag on his huge dick.