"I know that you've been sniffing my panties Professor. I know you want to put a taste to a smell," I said as I twirled a long strand of blonde hair around my finger. He licked his lips and dropped down to his knees between my legs, eye level with my pussy. I stopped touching myself and stuck the fingers that had been inside of me, inside of Professor Moore's mouth. He licked and sucked the juices off my fingers, making me even wetter. I took my fingers out of his mouth and he brought his face closer to my pussy. The closer he got, the harder it became to control myself. The anticipation was driving me crazy! When he finally put his lips on me, I shuddered and exclaimed, "oh my goodness, yes!" He ate with enthusiasm, gripping my thighs, pushing his face deeper between them. When I got too loud, he grabbed a pair of my panties from the open drawer and stuffed them into my mouth. I could feel a puddle forming in the seat of the chair, wetting my butt cheeks. My body shook as I came hard. I had been waiting for this moment for so long that there was no holding back. I moaned loudly into the panties as my body went stiff and I came into Professor Moore's waiting mouth.
When Professor Moore looked up at me, his chin was glistening, I couldn't help but grin. I pulled the panties out of my mouth and tossed them into the drawer before I began getting dressed.
"Wait, where are you going?" Professor Moore asked me from the floor. I gave him a sleepy smile.
"To make you chase me," I answered with a wink. I crouched down between his legs, grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him. His goatee tickled me and his mouth tasted like me. Our tongues caressed and I enjoyed how I tasted on his. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I slid my hand down the front of his pants, gripping his hard dick before pulling away and standing up. I stepped over him, heading towards the door.
"See ya," I said before exiting his office, closing the door behind me. I walked home smugly, with pep in my step. Let the games begin!
Later that evening, when I was doing homework with Gemma in the dining room, I received a text message from an unknown number. It read:
‘Hey, it's Marquise.’
I grinned and nibbled on my bottom lip. It was Professor Moore! Marquise was his first name.
"Who's got you smiling like that?" Gemma asked me. I blushed. What I wanted to say w
as the love of my life.
What I said instead was "oh just this guy."
"Ok? Who?" Gemma demanded impatiently. I frowned. I wasn't sure that I wanted to tell Gemma about Professor Moore. Or should I say, Marquise. I liked that it was a secret.
"It's still very new, I'll tell you when it gets more serious," I told her. Gemma nodded understandingly and then returned her attention to her book. I texted back:
‘Marquise who?’
Just to be sure. He replied:
‘Marquise Moore’
So, I wrote back:
‘???’
Inside I was laughing. He sent back:
‘From Figure Drawing 101’
And I said:
‘…’
So, he said:
‘The man who you’ve been gifting panties to!’
So, I wrote back:
‘Oh him! Hello Marquise :)’
I couldn’t help but laugh. He replied:
I want to see you.
I grinned and texted back
Want. Or need?