Appetites: Erotic Fantasies

“I’m willing to do anything!” Molly begged him, “I just want to move on with my life!”

He studied her face. She was on the brink of tears and he didn’t want to see her cry. He’d watched her for a long time, wearing those conservative clothes, hiding her true beauty.

He’d spotted her one day in the pool at his local gym. Why she hid that sexy body was beyond him. He knew he wanted her and now was his opportunity.

“There is one thing you can do, Molly, but I’m not sure if you’re interested,” he said.

Molly sniffled, “What?! I told you I’ll do anything!”

He shifted in his chair, feeling his cock harden. He wanted those lips of hers around it.

He stood up and she saw his bulge pulsing in his pants. She swallowed hard and fluttered her eyes up at him. He loomed over her, “Anything?”

She hesitated, but then smiled, “Anything.”

He unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the floor. He slipped off his boxers, his member bouncing out.

“Suck it,” he told her.

Molly put her lips on the tip and twirled her tongue. He moaned, placing his hands on her head to push himself deeper into her mouth. God damn, her mouth was everything he’d hoped for.

Molly wet his giant cock with her spit, grabbing a hold of his hips for support.

She moaned, gazing up at him, preparing for his release. To her surprise, he pulled out and lifted her off the seat.

His hands roamed her body, stripping her clothes off piece by piece. She allowed it, she wanted it. She said she’d do anything and she meant it.

Both unclothed, he turned her around and leaned her over the chair, plunging his fingers into her core. She yelped, letting out a pleasured giggle.

Molly gripped the chair as he thrust his fingers in and out of her. She was close and he knew it. She tightened around his fingers .

Without warning, he removed his fingers, plunging his cock deep within her core. She wailed.

She was tighter than expected and he thrust as fast and as hard as he could, grunting at the way her walls seemed to cave in on his member.

The air smelled of sex and lust, both of them moaning and groaning so loudly, he was surprised no one had come in to see what was going on.

Suddenly, she tensed around his cock releasing her juices, wailing in ecstasy.

He followed closely behind her, swearing as his hot gel filling her to the brim.

Both of them were sweating and in awe of what just happened.

He pulled his boxers and pants back up and she dressed. They didn’t speak, but he winked at her, telling her with his expression how satisfying it was.

Finally, she leaned into him and stroked his cheek. He kissed her hand and held it for a moment before speaking, “I guess I should go change your grade to passing, yeah?”

She smiled and nodded innocently, “Thank you, Professor.”

**Join my Patreon**