Campus Fun (closed)

She tapped her pen against her collarbone as she listened and took notes while remembering all too well his lips there that night. She bit her lower lip "innocently" when he looked at her and silently laughed when it elicited some unexpected sensual groans from other male classmates who quickly tried to hide it with throat clearing or coughs.
 
How could Dante's Beatrice compare with Melina? A pen tapping her collarbone and a small bite of the lip had every man who could see her willing to walk through Inferno, if she was on the other side. None the less, he persevered with the lesson, discussing possible origins for Dante's characters and ideas.

He was, however, having difficulty. When she knew he was looking her way, she shifted her legs, flashing him. He paused, and turned to take a drink of water. When he faced the class again, he could see laughter in her eyes.

He made a point of watching his gaze after that. He could see a couple of female students staring daggers at her.

Class ended with a number of unanswered questions. Glad of such interest, he said he would have office hours in a half hour to resolve them. As students filed out of class, Melina trailed last, knowing he was watching every step, wanting her...
 
She took her time getting her things before walking over to him with a purr.

Perhaps after dance rehearsal I should stop by your office... Professor?

She winked and walked out to leave him remembering she hoped about his wanting to take her in his office.
 
"My door is always open," he said quietly.

"For you," he finished even more quietly.

He remained in the classroom for a few minutes after she left, willing his erection to subside. Only then did he navigate his way to his office. A half dozen students were waiting, two male, four female, one of which the girl who had said she would do anything to do well in his class.

He unlocked the door and entered, taking his seat as they crowded into the chairs and couch. And then the question came, some intelligent, some redundant. Gradually, they filtered out, until only Tina was left. She seemed quite pleased to be alone with him, rising to move to a next chair next to him, when Melina walked through the door.
 
Melina paused at the door.

Oh sorry I can come by later?

She had no intention of leaving as she was clad in a short but flowing dress and heels from dance class. Seeing that Tina asked her question quickly and stormed out.
 
Anton did feel for Tina, her fantasy crushed by another woman. But he was more than glad when she left, because it meant that he had Melina to himself. As he got up to closed the blinds, he asked professionally, just in case Tina or some other unwanted ears were listening, "And what can I do for you today, Melina?"

His question was answered as Melina closed his office door and locked it.
 
An innocent smile graced her lips and expression as she bit her lip.

I don't know... I... I really don't know how I am ever going to pass this class

She winked. She had seen Tina throwing herself at every teacher she had male or female but Melina knew Anton only wanted her. So time to play a little and see what all he was willing to do so soon on campus grounds.
 
Anton chuckled quietly. He had certainly heard that line before, but he had never heard it from someone so seductively beautiful.

He put on his professional face, "I wouldn't be concerned. You are an intelligent girl. And while the subject matter is hard, I am sure if you embrace it that you will come to love it."

He could see her stifle a giggle at his not so subtle innuendo, and allowed his eyes to roam over her toned body. Her dress was designed for movement, and his erect cock spoke of how much he wanted to see her move...
 
With an innocent sway she moved closer stifling a purr at his innuendo. Playing with a stray curl she stood in front of him.

Any ideas... How I could do that... It seems the course is so... Rough and overpowering...

A wink at the returned innuendo.
 
With a step, he closed the distance between them, now standing mere inches from her. He set a hand between her breasts and applied pressure, pushing her back, until her calves bumped against the edge of the couch.

"Like so many things," he mused, "if you don't fight it, if open yourself to it, it will be easy."

He gave her another push, and Melina had no choice but to sit down on the couch. Her muscular legs were parted by his. He had a lovely view of her looking up at him, and of her cleavage, and her spread legs...
 
She gasped at the above. Sitting there she bit her lip looking up at him.

What...what do you want?
 
Anton smiled, "only your deepest attention."

He calmly reached down and unbuckled his pants. He watched Melina's eyes as he undid his trousers and let his cock spring free, hard, dripping, just inches from her face.
 
She innocently tried to recoil and back away from him on the couch. Her eyes closed but it was more to stifle the purr that wanted to fall from her lips.

What are you doing... No...

She whimpered into the "act"
 
Anton was breathing hard. He had played with other women, but this was stunning. He reached his hand into her silky hair and grabbed a handful. He tilted Melina's head back and pulled her forward. Her eyes popped open as he pressed his cock down to meet her.

He tapped rhe head against her lips, rasping, "lick it."
 
A whimper as her tongue slipped from between her lips licking him. Her eyes staring deep into his as she held both "fear" and desire.
 
He slid a finger along the bottom of his cock, until a thick glob of pre-cum oozed from the tip. Anton brushed his semen onto Melina's pretty pink tongue. "Taste," he ordered and watched her reaction as she lapped it up.

"Good," he growled softly, "now open your mouth."
 
Her lips parted as she stared into his eyes breaking "character" for a second to wink at him knowing she would get him back later.
 
Such a knowing wink, the kind that lovers share. He had slept with her once, and yet now he was willing to put his career at risk, just to join with her. He had never experienced such consuming intimacy. Then again, he had never met anyone like her.

His momentary thoughts were blotted out by the sensation of her mouth gently sucking the head of his cock. He exhaled slowly at the sensation, looking her in those dark, dark eyes, and breaking character a moment himself to ask, "Are innocent about this as well?"
 
She nodded yes but remained in character trying occasionally to try to recoil from him. She was curious about how far he would take this.
 
How had anyone so gorgeous remained untouched? And what had he done to be so fortunate?

She sucked gently on the head of his cock, her soft lips stretched over the rim onto the shaft. She looked up at him playfully and he had the overwhelming desire to push deep and cum in her virgin rhroat. His hand tightened in her hair and she whimpered seductively, when they both heard the squeak of old metal wheels in the hallway.

Anton withdrew from her mouth, swearing softly, "its the janitor, and he has a key. Let's continue this conversation elsewhere."

He was dressed, his briefcase in hand, when they exited the office. The janitor smiled, but said nothing. As they walked from the building, Anton asked, "hungry?"
 
Yeah... A little... What do you have in mind? Especially after that. You really did seem to like a little struggling against you.

She winked speaking low to him even after they were out of the janitor's ear shot.
 
Anton was quiet until they arrived at his car. He held the door for Melina, unabashedly enjoying the view of her legs as she climbed in. As he settled into the driver's seat, he answered, "You... have awakened desire in me again... things I have craved, but not enjoyed in far too long..."

She looked at him curiously as he drove. He picked up her hand and brought it to his lips, "And I have been craving real Italian food, with a beautiful woman, and I will have it."

He playfully, lightly bit one of her fingers, then asked, "Do you want to go home first? Freshen up?"
 
Yeah I think swinging by home would be a good idea. I could change into something before going wherever you are thinking of.

She smiled and sat back in the car.
 
Her condo was not far by car, a long walk by foot. Still, it was close enough that other students and staff lived in the area. He would be seen if this carried on much longer.

He looked over at her, so perfect in his car....
 
How about you drop me off and then where do you want to meet? I am the only one in my condo complex from the university the condo complex across the street... The boring looking cookie cutter ones. I know some staff live here but not that many want to pay the prices for the more "exotic" older condos where I live.

She smiled trying to reassure him

You wouldn't have that spare key if anyone from campus lived where I do.
 
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