Chapter 1 - Professor X Student 🔞
Chapter 1 - Professor X Student 🔞
Riya had a habit of leaning over Siddharth’s desk, a calculated move that ensured her tight school skirt would ride up just enough to tease the edge of his vision. She knew exactly how the fabric clung to her curves and how it shifted upward every time she pretended to ask a question about her notes. Today, however, the timing was perfect. The classroom was an echoing void of empty desks; the other students had already cleared out, leaving only the two of them in a heavy, expectant silence.
Siddharth didn't waste a second. He stood up, the chair screeching against the floor, and walked to the door. With a decisive turn of the wrist, he locked it, sealing them away from the rest of the school. He didn't say a word as he grabbed Riya and hauled her onto his lap, her skirt bunching up around her waist.
"Arre madam," Siddharth whispered, his voice thick with a sudden, sharp desire, " these days you aren't paying any attention to your studies at all."To emphasize his point, he sunk his fingers deep into the soft flesh of her thighs, squeezing with a force that left her breathless.
Riya didn't pull away. Instead, she arched her back and began to grind her backside rhythmically against the bulge in his trousers. She could feel the rigid length of him pressing against her. "Sir," she gasped, her voice trembling, "your cock has become so incredibly hard... how on earth am I supposed to focus on studying now?"
Siddharth’s patience snapped. He reached for her shirt, his fingers fumbling slightly in his haste to pop the buttons open. Once the fabric parted, he captured her small, firm breasts in his mouth, sucking on them with a hunger that made her gasp. "Let me suck them, my love," he murmured against her skin, "Today, I'm going to make them grow big by sucking
them."
Riya’s breath was coming in short, jagged bursts. She reached down and deftly unzipped his pants, freeing his thick, throbbing member from the confinement of his clothes. She wrapped her hand around it, feeling the heat and the pulse of his erection. "Wow, sir... it's even bigger than I imagined! You're going to tear me apart today, aren't you?"
Siddharth didn't answer with words. He reached down, hiking her skirt up to her waist and shoving her panties to the side. He slid a finger inside her, finding her already drenched. "You're soaking wet," he groaned, his voice low and predatory. "You're dripping just like a little slut."
"Yes, sir... that's exactly what I am. Your little slut," Riya whimpered, her hips searching for him. "Please, stop teasing me and put it inside. My cunt is aching for you."
In one fluid motion, Siddharth lifted her and laid her flat across the wooden surface of the teacher's table. He positioned himself between her legs and, with one powerful thrust, drove his entire length deep into her. "Take it all," he commanded, his voice a guttural growl. "Take every inch of it. I'm going to rip through you today."
"Ahhh... sir... harder... please, tear me open!" Riya screamed softly, her nails digging into the wood of the table. "I'll be your personal slut... whatever you want..."
Siddharth began to hammer into her with a relentless rhythm. The heavy wooden table groaned and shifted with every impact, sliding inches across the floor. Riya’s breasts bounced wildly with the force of his thrusts, and her voice dissolved into a series of mindless, desperate moans. "Deeper... go even deeper... my cunt has become a slave to your cock, sir..."
Siddharth reached up, gripping her hair tightly and pulling her head back to look into her eyes. "Tell me," he demanded, his breath hot against her face, "whose cunt is this?"
"Yours... sir... only yours... my cunt is your property," she sobbed, completely undone by the pleasure.
Siddharth accelerated his pace, his thrusts becoming shorter, faster, and more violent. "Now tell me," he gasped, "where do you want my load?"
"Right inside, sir... fill me up... leave all your hot seed inside my cunt!"
The crescendo hit them both simultaneously. With a final, crushing thrust, Siddharth shuddered and released everything, flooding Riya's depths with his warm cum. As he collapsed against her, the excess fluid began to leak out and trickle down her thighs. Riya looked up at him, breathless and exhausted, and whispered, "Thank you Mr. Shiddharth Rajvanshi... today my pussy actually became yours.""
"It was always mine Mrs. Riya Shiddharth Rajvanshi " he whispered back.
Yup, they are married.
Both of them also found out on the very first day of college that Siddharth was Riya's professor.
So their marriage is a secret until Riya finishes this semester.
But that didn't stop them from having their fun—sometimes in classroom, other times in Siddharth's office.
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