EroticReverie

Jessa

I giggled after recovering, sitting up straight on his desk, putting my feet back to the floor as he pushed back in his chair as he watched me adjust my panties and my dress. 

"I can't believe you just did that Mister Middleton" I tease, tsking at him as one corner of his mouth lifts. 

"So inappropriate" I shake my head with a little smirk. 

"Guess I shouldnt ever do it again then, huh?" he asks. 

I narrow my eyes. "But you will." I smirk. 

He smiles wider, and licks his lips. 

"It's your turn" I say licking my own lips, cocking my brow and looking at his lap where his hard dick is waiting for me. 

"Hmmm, I'd love that...but I have a face time meeting in.." he trails off lifting his wrist, checking his watch. 

"Shit...one minute" he says and opens his lap top. 

I shrug and get on my knees in front of him anyways. 

"What are you doing?" he asks as I reach to his pants, unbuckling them. 

"You might have a face time meeting, but I dont." I grin and unzip him. He laughs, logging in, clicking away at his keys. 

"I can't talk and pay attention with my dick in your mouth." he says.

"Mmm, we'll see." I say and he curses and looks down at me as I scoot back slightly under his desk. 

"Fuck it." he says , his eyes on mine as I tug at his pants. He lifts his hips pushing them down. 

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Elliot

I might regret this, but I miss that talented mouth too much to wait even a second longer. 

"Mmm god Elliot" she says, taking my cock in hand, looking up at me as she strokes it. I groan, looking at my screen, logging into Zoom platform. 

"I missed this fucking dick" she says with a moan and I groan, looking down at her with her tongue dragging up the length of my dick and back down. 

She gives a little wink and her tongue keeps dragging over my dick, up and down as she wets it. 

"You know you're fucking incredible right?" I ask her and she grins and wraps her mouth around my cock. 

I inhale as her mouth goes down, down, down, taking every inch of my cock into her mouth. Just one of the many reasons I can't stop having affair with her. She sucks cock like a fucking porn star, and she has no problem deep throating. 

"God Jessa" I groan, putting my hand behind her neck, my fingers going up into her hair and grabbing it.  

"Suck that fucking cock baby" I groan guiding her, showing her how fast I want it. My eyes flicking to the computer screen, and the clock, three minutes late to the meeting and her mouth couldnt make me care less. 

Her wet mouth moans on my fucking dick and her eyes are on mine, but then her lashes lower, and she puts all her focus on fucking me with her perfect mouth. 

My other hand goes into her hair, I grip it, leaning my head back and enjoying the tiny moans, the messy little sucking noises of her sloppy wet mouth sucking me off. 

"Baby, shit" I groan as I feel her tongue sweep out and over my balls. 

"Fuck, I need to log on..." I groan, knowing I can be much later. 

Her mouth pops of my cock, and she strokes me. 

"I'll be slow, and quiet...I just want you in my mouth" she says her tongue stroking my dick, rolling around it. 

Her telling me she just wants me in her mouth, drives me crazy. 

"Fine....behave down there." I grin. she grins back. 

"Yes sir." she winks and I take a deep breath shaking my head, she giggles slightly and then puts her mouth on my cock and I log into the call. 

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Jessa

He's very good at keeping his voice casual as my mouth slowly sucks his cock. I love having him in my mouth, love how hard he gets, how thick he is, and how perfect his dick is. 

I'm careful to keep my mouth quiet, no moaning, no loud sucking noises. I keep my eyes up, watching him as he speaks to voices that sound familiar, other teachers at the college. Some program they're starting or something, I can't focus on the conversation, because I'm too turned on. 

I grin as I drag my tongue up along his shaft, and let my tongue tease the head of his cock, watching his chest inflate, and watching him hold his breath. 

I can't help it, his control over himself makes me want to push, and test it, even though I told him i'd behave. 

I push my lips together, taking his cock and smacking it against my lips. The head bouncing off my lips with each light smack. He loves doing it himself, but since he can't, I do. And I grin when reaches down, grabbing himself, his eyes flicking down for a moment to catch me smiling as my puckered lips take the light slaps of his cock. 

I grab his dick back, taking it from him and wrap my mouth around him, and deep throat him. He jumps slightly, his hand on my head, his fingers gripping my hair. He clears his throat and I don't take him from my mouth, but I do lift my mouth just slightly, and then move back down. I let his cock fuck the back of my throat gently. His fingers tangle in my hair, he moves slightly in his seat, clearing his throat again. I go faster, lifting my mouth more. I hold back my moans, keeping my mouth wrapped around him, as to not let the sounds of him fucking mouth and throat escape as well. A few of them slip though  and he tenses and I slide my mouth off him, watching him take a relaxing exhale, I can see the sweat on his upper brow. His eyes flick down to me again as I lick my tongue down his cock and over his balls. I jerk him off while I start to suck on them. My tongue bathing them in my saliva, and then sucking them again. 

I behave for the rest of his call, going slow and quiet, which only lasts about 20 minutes or so. His lap top slams shut and he leans back and he pulls me up quickly, and I giggle. 

"Such a fucking brat" he growls and stands and turns me and bends me over his desk. I gasp when he flips up my dress and grabs my panties, tugging them hard to the side and pushing his dick right. 

In one hard thrust, he's buried inside of me. My thighs are slammed against the edge of his desk as he pushes my head down and fucks me. 

"Yesss" I cry out, my face against his papers, my chest and hands flat to his desk as he pounds into me. 

"harder" I moan. he groans and then grabs my shoulders and his hips drive harder, knocking my thighs even harder against the edge, I can already feel them bruising. 

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Elliot

Never again. Having to have her mouth down there, sucking my dick, even when she was behaving and going slow, it was fucking torture. Then when she pulled the deep throating stunt , I could've pulled her over my knee and spanked the shit out of her for that. I'd thought about it when slamming my lap top shut, but that look in her eye, the little smirk. I needed to fuck her. 

I slap her ass with her bent over, the crack echoing in the empty lecture hall and she giggles. Fucking giggles. God, I love fucking her. I slap her again, even harder. A low moan comes from her, but still a little giggle follows.

"More" she begs of me and I grab her hips instead, drilling into her.

Her cunt is a warm, slick heaven. I miss how wet young pussy gets. My wife doesn't stay wet like this anymore. I'm a fucking bastard, I know, but, Jessa feels too damn good for me too feel sorry enough to stop. 

She grips my cock with her cunt, tensing those muscles and I groan as she massages my dick with her fucking walls as I fuck her. 

I reach into her hair, grabbing a handful, and her little giggle comes again as I pull her head back and she pushes up onto her hands. 

"yes, fuck me Elliot...fuck my pussy..pull my fucking hair...spank me.." she moans out and I spank her again. She moans, and I lift her leg, making her lift her one knee up as she looks over shoulder, as my hand in hair slips down and holds onto her other shoulder, and my other hand on her hip as I keep fucking her. 

"you feel so good inside me" she cries out. 

"Fucking my little pussy like that" she bites her lip looking at me. 

I snarl and fight off my release, too taken with her dirty little mouth to end it yet. 

"fuck me like a little whore" she breathes and I jolt my hips forward hard and send her body forward , her hands slipping and she giggles and moans and she regains her balance on her hands. 

"do it again" she moans. 

I do it, my thrusts sending her body forward, knocking her forward hard enough that she screams out and her hands slip and she goes down on one elbow. 

My desk, my papers, are everywhere, some fall off the opposite side of the desk, some and crumpled beneath her and her hands that are clenching. 

She breathes heavily, panting wildly, each of us sweating, the lecture hall starting to smell like sex. Like her wet, sweet pussy. 

"hurt me" she whimpers. I groan at the request, I love how much she likes a little pain with her sex. Sometimes I worry the pain I inflict might be too much, but she assures me everytime that I don't, tells me to do things more, or harder the next time. I love giving her the pain she craves, but it doesnt mean I throw that caution out the door. She's a pretty little toy, that I don't dare break. 

I slap her ass hard, and harder. Grabbing it and then grabbing her hips as I violently fuck her over the desk. She screams out and then more papers are pushed off the table. 

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Jessa

For a 47 year old man, Elliot Middleton fucks with the stamina of a 21 year old. I love how he can fuck me for as long as he wants. I love that I never get bored when having sex with him. It might have something to do with how exciting it is to fuck a married man, to fuck a professor, to fuck an older man, a man more than twice my age , and old enough to be my father. It also might have to do with the fact he has a kid older than me, and one the same age. 

I look over my shoulder again as I push up. 

I grin and giggle when he grabs my hair, yanking it back and I let out a little growl. , he slips his other hand around the front of my neck and pulls, pulling me up more, my knee slips off the desk and I stumble, but his cock still rails me from behind and I gasp as he pulls my back to his chest his hand around my throat, not squeezing, but just holding it, gripping it enough as his hand in my hair slips and goes to my chest, grabbing my breast through my dress. 

"cum in me daddy" I moan and his mouth bites at my neck, his teeth scraping and he groans. 

"is that what you need baby?" he groans against my neck. "A nice big load buried in your fucking cunt?" he growls and I moan, reaching my hands back behind me , I grab at his shirt, as his hips bounce of my ass. 

"yesss" I hiss. 

"beg for it" he growls in my ear. "let me hear you beg for it like a little slut" 

"please" I whine as he pushes me forward again over his desk, holding me down as he fucks me. 

"cum in my pussy daddy"

"please cum inside me" I whimper hearing him grunt. 

"Keep begging baby...and I'll give you what you need" he groans. 

I beg and I beg as his cock destroys me, pounding, and fucking me like a toy. 

"I know you wanna put that cum inside me Elliot" I moan. 

"you love fucking me bare.....emptying your cum into my pussy" I groan as my sore thighs slam again and again into the edge of the desk. 

"what would you wife think if she knew that dream about knocking up your student Elliot?" I moan and he groans. 

"that's what you want isn't it?" I taunt, knowing his fantasy, even if I'm on birth control. I love using it to make him cum, making him think about me getting knocked up. 

"bury it inside me ...put your baby in me" I moan. 

With that, his hips slam into me and he lets out a deep grunt, and those hips jerk, as his cock pulses, throbbing, emptying inside of me his entire load. 

He pushes it in deeper as he leans forward over me hands bracing on either side of me, over my own, and I purr as I push my ass back against him. 

"You're going to kill me Jones" he groans as his cock rests inside of me. 

I giggle. 

"Such a bad man Elliot...wanting to knock me up" I tease. 

He chuckles, kissing the side of my face and then slides out slowly, and I moan at the feeling of him slipping out, and the wet mess left behind, my pussy soaked with my own juices, and feeling his drip slightly out of me. 

I turn and again adjust my panties and my dress and he smiles and pulls up his pants. 

"If I wasn't 47....i'd put a fucking baby in you...just know that." he grins and then sits in his chair. 

I giggle. "You mean you dont want to raise another child?" I laugh , teasing him. 

"No." he says matter of factly and I laugh and fix the one button on the top of my dress that came undone. 

"but you want to put one in me" I cock my head, teasing him of his logic. 

"Of course." he smirks. 

I laugh and lean down, hands on his shoulders and plant my mouth on his as we mouth smile against each other lips. 

"Dirty old man"  I tease him, murmuring against his lips. 

"Young, hot little slut" he teases and I giggle and graze my tongue over his and kiss him harder this time , holding his face. 

His tongue gently pushes against mine and I moan slightly into his mouth. 

"Call me later" I say as I pull away and stand up. His hands coming to my wasit and he groans , almost whining. I smile as he leans forward resting his forehead on my stomach. 

"Dont go yet" he groans. 

"I have work....and papers to write" I say, running my hand through his hair. 

"Can I come over later?" he asks and I tilt my head and place my hand to the side of his face as he looks up at me, hands sliding up and down my hips. 

"What will you tell Rebecca?" I ask, cocking my eyebrow , asking about his wife.

He shrugs. I smile.

"Just call me, I'll see you tomorrow." I say and he sighs. 

"I already want more of you." he says and I smile more and lean down , kissing him and standing up again. 

"And you'll get more...." I say. Gently tapping the side of his face. "Tomorrow" I say with a wink, spinning out of his hands and then walking around his desk. 

"Come back here" he grumbles as I bounce on my heels in a light run towards the steps. 

"See you tomorrow Mister Middleton" I say in a sing song voice, waving my hand in the air not looking back. 

"I'll flunk you!" he yells, and I laugh as I walk out the door, turning back and blowing him a kiss.