I needed a better grade, so my path forward was simple and straightforward. I knew that my Professor gave preferential treatment to pretty girls and I was bound and determined to take advantage of that. There was just one problem: I wasn’t really a girl.
But wearing these clothes I look so much like a girl. I couldn’t even recognize myself anymore, I slipped perfectly into the disguise. Innocent and tempting.
And in his office I discovered that his interests weren’t entirely chaste. I had thought flirting would be all that it would take, but this handsome and hard Professor wants every last inch of me. He wants me to be his woman, to show him exactly how far I’ll go to make the grade.
I need this. I need that grade and I need to get on my knees for him. I need to give him all of me.
I just hope he doesn’t find out who I really am.
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“Get on your knees sissy,” he ordered me, and without a word of protest I did just what he said.
His cock was right at eye level, swaying lightly back and forth as if he was hypnotizing me with it. As I ducked forward and my lips came closer and closer to taking him in I realized the full weight of what was happening and what it was that I was about to do.
In all my life I’d never imagined I would do something like this. While I had always been slight and delicate I’d always been straight. I had never had any interest in a man before, but all that changed right now.
Because I needed this. Not just to make the grade but to satisfy that odd curious feeling in me. It was a craving for him, for the touch of him and the taste of him. To be taken by him. To have him fill me up fully and completely.
My lips parted to take in his cock, pushing them apart as I felt his throbbing meat inside of my mouth. Such a curious sensation, so unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. I could feel my body respond to it, and even though I’d never done anything like this before I knew just what to do.
Tilting my head up to look at him, letting my hands come up to press against his hips and play with the root of him. Rolling my tongue back and forth as I moaned for him and bobbed on him, giving my everything to please him and make him happy.
Professor Flynn looked so rugged above me. So hard and masculine. He was possessing me, taking me and making me his.
I wrapped my hand around the base of his shaft as my head ducked forward to take him inside of me. I played around him, my fingers chasing my lips as I traveled up and down his length, squeezing and teasing him with my hands.
He bucked into me, pushing more and more of his cock into my mouth. Thrusting into me and filling me up to the back of my throat until I gagged a little with the oppressive feel of him inside of me.
He liked that.
“Yeah take it you little sissy slut,” he teased as his hips bucked forward more earnestly, “You like when I fuck your face don’t you?”
I couldn’t speak words with his cock filling me up, I just moaned and nodded for him, the look of me on my knees eliciting a groan of desire from him.