This is a continuation from a previous story – Young student seduces her Older professor – so please read that part before continuing to read this one.
Vikrant stood in shock and confusion as not only had his young student got him to have sex with her. She had placed a camera that had recorded everything and had now left him, with his pants down, in the middle of a deserted classroom.
He quickly came to his senses and got dressed. He rushed to his apartment, driving on pure memory alone, his mind still in a frizz. He paced the hallway of his apartment nervously, at his indiscretion and how this “mistake” could come back to haunt him.
He sat down, worriedly, and looked at that little camera that had recorded everything. There it was! Clear as day, he is between her legs and having the time of his life and shooting his seed into her. The first few watches were out of fear.
But the more he watched it, the more the perverse knowledge of the illicit relationship between his student and him excited him. Seeing her naked body, on tape, their sensual fucking, had him reaching into his pants and playing with his stiff dick till he climaxed.
The next morning, however, more mixed emotions of fear and guilt continued to plague him. Making an excuse of ill-health, he skipped the so-called “Prom Night” that had landed him in this soup in the first place. But his morbid curiosity compelled him to continue to watch the video, over and over.
His only break came when he saw pictures on messaging apps and statuses. Even then, focusing on that young vixen, Arooshi, who had worn a mid-thigh slit emerald green dress. It hugged her beautiful figure and exposed the tantalising bits of it, perfectly.
As he stroked himself to another climax, one of the innumerable he had over the weekend. He lost himself in the thoughts of his hot student. Monday came, and nerve-wracking fear consumed him.
But he was met with concern for his health and the missed party rather than news of a scandalous affair between an older male professor and an attractive, young female student. There was nothing that got back to him. Classes went on normally.
Even those who had Arooshi’s friends and to whom she could have said something. Over the course of the week, he eased into his life, breathing a sigh of relief that maybe his secret would stay a secret, and every night, he enjoyed the guilty pleasure of his sex tape.
Friday rolled around, and Arooshi’s batch was scheduled for their lecture. He was nervous but in a much better position than at the start of the week. The class came in and he went about his lecture normally, only stealing glances at Arooshi, sitting alone in the backseat, looking into her phone, and shifting a bit uncomfortably, rather often.
At the end, he announced as usual, “I’m in the demo room if you have any questions.” As he went to the demo room, students shuffled out, and some came to see him. At the very end, waiting was Arooshi. She had worn a tight, light pink top that accentuated her heavy bust only further and blue jeans that flowed along the curve of her hips and legs. He gulped as she approached.
“Hi, Sir! Great lecture today. Understood a lot, but you know..there is one thing I didn’t understand…” she said, leaning over, resting her hands on the desk, pushing her chest out, in a voice filled with a seductive tone.
“What was that?” he responded, trying to stay calm and not lose himself to this dangerous temptation again.
“Did you not get bored seeing our little romp more than hundreds of times this whole week?” she said, smiling wickedly.
“Wha…what?” replied Vikrant, a new level of nervousness creeping into him.
“Oh, come on, Sir! I have this whole thing linked to a cloud. I know you have been seeing this thing on repeat.” She said, pulling out her phone from her back pocket and showing him the video he was now deeply familiar with.
“I’m not going to lie, there are a lot of views that are mine as well, including the ones I was seeing during class. You must admit, we look good fucking each other, don’t we?” She winked at her stumbling professor.
“Arooshi, I…. I..” he mumbled.
She let out a musical laugh, “It’s alright, Vikrant…Sir, I am not going to tell anyone. It was a great experience, and the fact that I can watch it repeatedly is even better. But, you know..” Arooshi paused as she unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down just a little.
“Watching it again and again gets me so wet. Here, take a look!” With that, she slid off the rest of her jeans, took off her dark blue underwear and tossed it towards her transfixed professor. Vikrant caught it and felt its soaked dampness at the crotch, as Arooshi put on her jeans again and walked out, looking into her phone again, leaving him unable to say or do anything.
Vikrant came home, lost again as ever, without realising the hours passing by. As he lay in bed late at night, his phone pinged. It was from Arooshi.
He opened the message to a video of her rubbing her fingers over her glistening wet pussy and a caption – See what happens when I don’t have my panties on me.
Vikrant lay there absolutely stunned as that young, tender pussy with its swollen, puffy lips appeared up close on his screen, glistening under the magic of light. He looked at the motions of her fingers over her cunt, absolutely spellbound.
More pings and more images and videos of Arooshi in risqué positions had his brain in overdrive before he snapped back to reality.
He replied, “This is highly inappropriate, Arooshi. Enough! I want you to meet me at 2 pm on Monday in the departmental staff room.”
She responded with no more pictures but a cheeky remark, “Oh, am I in trouble? Are you going to punish me?”
Vikrant said nothing but was done with the young harlot’s games. He knew on Monday that the staff room would be empty except for him due to the other professor’s schedules. It was time to take back control and put a stop to all of this before it went any further and ruined him.
As 2 o’clock rolled around on Monday, Vikrant sat in the staff room with a quiet determination when Arooshi strutted in, leaving him in disbelief. Her long, black hair was open, flowing down her frame. A tightly pressed, stiff collar white shirt, one size too small, with its top two buttons open, inviting the gaze to her cleavage, covered barely by a black sweater. A green and red checkered schoolgirl skirt that ended near her thick, upper thighs. The heels of her above-the-knee boots, clicking along the floor dangerously as she presented herself with a sharp winged eyeliner and a dark red lipstick, was the most seductive nubile schoolgirl fantasy to her professor.
“Hello, Sir. You wanted to see me?” Arooshi said, with a tone of tease and triumph, noting the effect her outfit had made on her teacher.
Vikrant was no doubt stunned, but his mind was way too focused. He had bigger ideas in his mind than to get distracted, “Yes, I did. What happened the other night was highly inappropriate from your end.”
With fake innocence, she replied, “Whatever do you mean, Sir? I was sharing my thoughts with you.”
“You know perfectly well what I mean. What you shared were not your thoughts but snippets of indecent behaviour that could ruin me,” he responded, ignoring Arooshi, who had now leaned over to let him see down her shirt.
Still with that fake tone, she leaned back and said, “I really don’t think there was anything…. Indecent,” spreading and then crossing her legs, letting him visualise her black panties, “about what I did.”
She smirked triumphantly as Vikrant had no retort. He just got up and walked around to her side, stating, “Is that so? You really think you haven’t done anything?”
Looking up to him, making her eyes wide and innocent, “I really don’t. But if you feel that whatever I did was wrong, you can punish me however you like. I’m ready for it.”
“No, I DON’T THINK YOU ARE!” Vikrant roared as he grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her down to her knees. Just as Arooshi was about to open her mouth to speak, Vikrant had already pulled his cock out of his zipper and stuffed it into the back of her mouth. Arooshi was surprised at this turn of events and the suddenness, that she immediately gagged as she felt his now rapidly growing cock, hit the back of her throat.
“Suck it and suck it well, you fucking bitch.” Vikrant commanded as he started moving his cock in and out of her mouth. Arooshi, who had not at all been ready for this, found herself in an unfamiliar position but accepted as her professor now began to fuck her face, aggressively. He had bunched up even more of her hair, pulling it from its roots, to control her head as he shoved his cock down her throat. Arooshi made sure her tongue flicked the tip of his dick as it blitzed in and out of her.
He pinched her nose to stop her from breathing, causing her to open her mouth wider for air, but Vikrant used that to give a slap across her face. “You don’t need to breathe, slut. You just need to take my dick like the whore that you are.” And he shoved his cock even further back, his sweaty balls slapping her chin. He was relentless with his facefucking. Maintaining control over her head, he used her mouth as he felt her spit and saliva coat his dick. Arooshi stayed helpless there, on her knees, small tears streaking her face as she struggled between air, pain, and a hard cock, slamming against her uvula.
Vikrant, who had been using her mouth for quite a while now, enjoying its warmth, felt a huge surge in his balls and shot out his semen, with a huge groan. He didn’t take out his cock from Arooshi’s pretty little mouth as ropes of his cum flooded her mouth, dribbling out from the sides. He yanked her head back a little and said in a dangerous whisper, “Swallow.”
Arooshi had no choice but to do as instructed, and she swallowed that mouthful of cum and more before Vikrant eased off and let her loose. She coughed and gasped for air, her deep breaths even louder in that empty room. She had barely gotten to her feet, and before she could walk away from the situation that she was no longer in control of, Vikrant pulled her down across his lap, lifted her skirt, grabbed and squeezed her bubble butt a couple of times before his hand thundered down on her ass cheek, leaving a red mark.
“That was a good first lesson, but I’m not through teaching you, yet!” Vikrant said as Arooshi squealed as the sting of his spank coursed through her posterior.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! He raised his hand down over the flesh of her curvy ass, and Arooshi began to lose control. Her legs were bending at the knee, her body lurching, and her pussy getting wet every time he slapped her ass. Vikrant was enjoying himself, controlling his hot, young student and seeing how she was responding.
“You think you can control guys and toy with them, but in reality, you are nothing but a dumb, cheap whore who likes it when real men take control and show you your place,” Vikrant said and spanked her bare bottom harder a few more times.
“No… no, Sir!” Arooshi lied as moans escaped her lips, and Vikrant, hearing her lies, slapped her ass even harder, deepening the red imprints of his hand on that tender flesh.
“Stop lying, you dumb slut!” he shouted as he began to spank her left butt cheek only. His hand came down repeatedly as his slutty student squirmed in his lap.
“I’m not lying, Sir!!!” Arooshi moaned out loud as one particularly nasty smack landed across her right butt cheek, causing her almost to fold.
“I know you are,” said Vikrant, not spanking her this time, continuing, “because your body tells me so.” With that, he moved his hand and rubbed his index finger over the delicate silk material covering her pussy, and to no surprise, it was even wetter than the last pair of panties of Arooshi he had encountered. He rubbed up and down as Arooshi continued to let out moans, lying across his lap.
He pulled the panty to one side and slipped his finger in, which had no trouble going in because of how wet Arooshi was. Arooshi let out another huge moan as she felt his finger go inside her. Vikrant moved his finger in and out of her, slowly and deliberately, intent on driving his hot, slutty and now slowly becoming pliable, student crazy. Arooshi, with a smile on her face and pleasure sounds emanating from her throat, was enjoying as her older professor took charge and was fingering her.
Vikrant put his middle and ring fingers into her mouth; she licked and coated them with her saliva before he jammed those two fingers into her hot cunt. Arooshi shrieked as Vikrant began to finger her like a madman. He moved his fingers in and out of her rapidly for a while as Arooshi slowly began to lose control of her and her moans.
“OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!” let out an increasingly wetter Arooshi as her professor’s fingers moved inside of her. Her eyes widened when he stuck his fingers deep inside her and then curled them, slowly and agonizingly, over her most sensitive spot. As his fingers hooked into her most sensitive spot and continued to increase their pressure on it, Arooshi’s body was building up to its climax. The pent-up energy was coursing through her body, firing each nerve and just as it was about to hit her, he withdrew his fingers entirely, and Arooshi fell off his lap, gasping and trembling.
“No, you do not get to cum yet. You haven’t earned it,” he said, picking her up and laying her face down on the table. His cock, which had found its vigour again, he teased at the entrance of her hot, wanton pussy. He rubbed the tip of his dick over her swollen lips, careful not to enter her, to tease and prolong her suffering.
“Sir…. Please…!!!” Arooshi begged, unable to hide her neediness.
“I don’t think so,” he said, slapping his dick on her vulva, “I don’t like fucking bratty sluts like you.”
“I’m not. I won’t be. I will be a good girl, I promise.” Arooshi pleaded, her desperation clear.
“That really isn’t good enough for me,” Vikrant said sternly.
Arooshi gasped as she felt him, enter the tip of his dick into her soaking, leaking, dripping wet love hole. “Whatever you say, Sir. Sir, please! I ne… I need.” She admitted, defeatedly
“You need. You need my cock to fuck your slutty pussy, don’t you? You need to become my little whore, don’t you? You need me to take you and use you like the dumb little slut that you are, don’t you?” Vikrant said, bending over to whisper in her ear. As he did this, he just thrust his hip inside of her ever so slowly till it hit her hilt.
“Sir…. Yes, Sir!” Arooshi exclaimed in delight as her professor’s mature cock filled her young vagina.
“Good! Now, do you promise to act like my personal fucktoy, to let me use you like the dumb cunt that you are, whenever and wherever I want?” he said, withdrawing his cock from her pussy.
“I PROMISE, Sir!!!! PLEASE, JUST FUCK ME!!!” Arooshi begged her professor.
Stroking her hair, rather lovingly, Vikrant moved his hands down to grab her lovely, fleshy waist and finally began to properly fuck his hot student. His dick slammed into her wet cunt with ease. Arooshi’s moans were loud and felt louder because of the empty room. That only turned Vikrant on more, who was pounding into her pussy ferociously. The noise of his flesh slapping against hers echoed.
“FUCK YES!!! OH MY GOD!!” Arooshi let out repeatedly as her professor’s dick speared her slutty being. With his nails digging into the soft flesh of her waist, he was pulling her pelvis back into him, to go even further inside her. He screwed this nubile girl with reckless abandon. His dick went into the depths of her tight cunt, rocking her body and her mind.
He pounded into that tight little pussy for over 10 minutes, and Arooshi surrendered herself and lay on the table, content to let her professor have his way with her. As he continued fucking her senseless, Arooshi couldn’t take it anymore. Her body began to shake, her legs began to quiver, the peak flowing to her throbbing pussy, “YES, Sir! OH MY GOD! YES, YES, DON’T STOP, Sir, YOU ARE SO FUCKING GOOD, YES!”
And almost immediately, Vikrant pulled out. Arooshi, whose whole body had been rocking till now, slumped to the floor. “What happened, Sir? Why did you stop?” she asked, having been denied her orgasm a second time.
“I told you that you will not cum. You have to earn it. My permission to do so. But here you were acting like a useless, out-of-control bitch in heat. I cannot have that.” He said, stroking his cock, taunting her.
“Sir… plea, please, please?” she whimpered.
“No.”
She crawled towards him and looked at him with true desperation in her eyes, “I am sorry…. Master.” She said, slumping, “I am ready to do anything for you. I’ll earn my place, but please, let me earn my climax.”
“Better,” he said, smiling, “get up and bend over again like the bitch that you are.”
Arooshi complied but let out an unholy scream, “SIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!” as she felt Vikrant take her anal virginity without warning. She felt his stiff dick plunge into the depths of her even tighter asshole, without lube, without care.
“That was your punishment, you dumb cunt!” and without a second thought, Vikrant began to fuck her ass. Arooshi could only scream and shout as her professor plundered her third hole. Vikrant, who had always fantasised about anal sex, experienced it with the tightest hole he could have ever found. He was more merciless this time. Fucking her ass nonstop, resting his leg on the chair so that he could go even deeper.
The initial shock had worn off, and the sensations of pain had turned into ones of pleasure. Arooshi’s eyes rolled in the back of her head as her body kept getting rocked by Vikrant’s powerful thrusts into her ass. She was fully crying now, her make-up totally ruined as Vikrant pounded her ass, harder and faster.
This time, it was Vikrant who felt his climax building up, and he fucked her ass harder and with even more urgency. His thrusts became shorter and quicker, and a little bit later, he groaned as he exploded into a hole of Arooshi for the second time that day. It was a bigger explosion than last time, and he was able to pull out only after his cock had gone soft.
As he removed his dick, he smiled as he noticed Arooshi’s now gaping, cum leaking out of his asshole. Arooshi slumped down again, her brain scrambled, eyes lost in a well fucked stare, body twitching. She felt that hot jizz leaking out of her and dribbling down to her cunt. It touched her pussy, and she let out a moan.
Barely, weakly, she got to her feet, “Sir, Sir… Can I cum?”
Vikrant now recorded her plea, her body unable to support itself as cum dripped out of her and fell to the floor, and she walked out the door.
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