Michelle Bennett: Collection of Sensual Erotic Stories – Volume 1

The heat of her pussy was remarkably pleasant. It wasn’t long until I felt like I was going to cum again and told her. She lifted herself off my cock and told me to hold it, that I shouldn’t cum yet. I was just barely able to follow her instruction, but was curious as to why she didn’t jerk me off.

She turned away from me, kneeled on all fours, and spread her ass cheeks apart. I was about to re-enter her from behind when she said, “A little higher.”

I was reluctant as I didn’t want to fuck her in the ass. But when she noticed me pause, she told me not to worry, and that she was clean.

“I want your big cock up my ass,” was the line that didn’t take much more to convince me.

Upon hearing those sweet words, I grabbed her and gently started entering her. It felt extremely tight and with every push she was sobbing and yelling with the pleasure of pain. After several tries, I was completely inside her.

It was a whole different feeling, a lot tighter and very sensual. I could tell that she was still in pain, but prompted me to continue with her words, “Oh god, it hurts so much, don’t stop!”

I began fucking her with deeper and longer strokes. I pounded her ass like crazy, when she motioned me not to go in too deep as it was painful.

“Ok,” was the breathless reply I managed, as I thrust a little shallower and more slowly. I could hear my balls bouncing against her buttocks. She was thoroughly enjoying the experience, and whispered, “It’s so good; I want you to cum inside my ass.”

As she started to moan more and more, I could feel that I was about to cum again. I took her firmly by the ass and pounded her hard while I was cumming. She moaned loudly as I filled her with my sperm. My cock was still firm and I kept fucking her until she begged me to stop. She fell on the bed, breathless with exhaustion as I pulled out my cock, and watched a trickle of semen squirt out of her ass.

“You got to go now, my fiance is coming home soon,” she said while gasping for air.

I was speechless. “You have a fiance?” I asked her.

She confirmed it, and in fact told me that she was deeply in love with him and that they were going to get married soon. She told me that she simply couldn’t resist me, especially not after she had seen my cock.

I paused in shock, and said to her, “I can’t believe that you used me like a sex toy!” It wasn’t that I had anything against it, but had just hoped that this could have led to something more.

She lay back naked on the bed, and smiled, “Oh honey, did you really think that you saw my pussy by accident?”

I just stood silently watching her. Again, I realized how beautiful she was, in the afterglow of sex. She got up, grabbed my clothes, threw them at me and told me to get dressed and go out through the back door. She escorted me to the door and on my way out, grabbed my cock through my shorts and reminded me, “You fucked me so good I can barely walk!”

She kissed me, dropped to her knees and ripped down my shorts. She sucked my cock, just barely to arouse me, and then abruptly stopped. She smiled, gave me a firm shove out the door then slammed it in my face. I made my way down the hall, half naked and once more with a slight bulge in my pants.

The professor is meeting with his students to talk about their term papers, but there’s been one that he can’t get off his mind. Madeleine is beautiful but not pretentious, unlike Josephine, who looks like a porn star and acts like she knows it. He can’t tell what Madeleine wants from him; although he’s getting a vibe that she’s interested. She’s not the only one, though. Everywhere he turns, there seems to be another sexy woman giving him that vibe. His professionalism has kept him from making a move so far, but he has to meet with Madeleine alone in his office now. She is friends with Josephine, so he doesn’t know what might happen. He wants her so bad, and it’s hard to hide it, but she is his student. She’s also an adult. Josephine is sexy too, but she does get on his nerves. Still, if she invited him over, would he accept?

Madeleine — my ex-student…

I noticed her the first day of class. She was sitting in the front row of the classroom. Like many of the students, she was always cheerful, happy and not overly interested in the class I was teaching. She was not an ordinary girl that enrolled in college just like that.

She was extremely intelligent, funny but also undisciplined. Pretty, hot-blooded, vivacious, she would giggle when I would walk by the group of people she was with in the hallway or would gave me significant looks during class. Those short looks, which would make me pay attention to her.

“Madeleine, did you want to ask something?” I would pretend to not notice the significance of her look.

“Nothing, nothing… I was just listening very carefully.” She would laugh almost innocently and pretend to write something down, as always.

Usually she would look me straight in the eyes with her mouth half open and when she would get my attention she would smile discretely and lower her head. I felt guilty when I would catch myself thinking about her. I’m a professor and I am not supposed to be involved with my female students. At the very least she was very young, not even twenty years old.

In spite of this, I had her in my thoughts every day. I could barely wait for the days I was teaching her group. As I spoke, I would walk around the classroom and deliberately stop at places from where I could watch her thighs. She would always wear tight jeans or some sort of tights. She dressed pretty usual for her age, not too sexy. Jeans, t-shirts, sneakers… She didn’t wear any makeup, but she also didn’t need to because with her sensual lips and big brown eyes she could knock any man down to his knees.

My colleagues that didn’t have her in their classes would tease me and ask if I was able to concentrate. Her sex appeal was so strong that she turned me on more and more each day.

The edge of her panties would be visible through her jeans, discretely of course. Madeleine was built for my taste. She didn’t try to be skinny, her legs were perfectly shaped, her ass was gorgeous, her stomach flat, and her tits… Yeah, one day she came in wearing a deep V-cut shirt.

I think the students noticed how much potential drool I swallowed when I saw the gap between her gorgeous tits and nipples that were showing off through her shirt. She noticed my look and smiled oh so innocently. That day I dictated to them a lot because I wanted to enjoy the sight that had me breathing very hard.

Every day, Madeleine became more and more the subject of my fantasies. I would often imagine licking her pussy while lying down, and she moving all over my lips while squeezing her beautiful tits, with her head thrown back and eyes closed. I would fantasize her moaning and begging me to fuck her: “Oh, professor, fuck me…” and imagine her holding my head with both of her hands and ramming it into her crotch. Then I would see her ramming herself on my cock while I would hold her perfect ass cheeks and bite her tits at the same time.

“Professor, may I ask you something?” She spoke to me in the hallway before class one day.

“Yes, of course. Go ahead!” I tried to sound professional and distant.

“Josephine is celebrating her birthday today and I would like to go to town to buy her a present since she’s going on a trip right after class and will be gone for two days. Would you excuse me from class today?”

“Madeleine, this is college. You don’t have to attend classes if you don’t want to. You just have to be ready for the exams.”