Was it possible that he knew somehow? It seemed impossible. How could he know that I was a virgin? Was I giving off some kind of invisible signal? Did we give off some kind of pheromone that men could detect? I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He smiled knowingly and ran his fingers down the small of my back.
“You know what I’ve been wondering since last night?” he asked me. I could barely speak.
“W—what?”
“What that pretty little pussy you’re hiding under there looks like.”
Fuck!
His words threw me head over heels and before I knew it, Professor Grey was on his knees in front of me, slowly peeling down the waistband of my yoga pants.
“Cal—Professor Grey,” I stammered.
“Shhh. Be a good student. You want to keep that scholarship, don’t you?”
A moan slid across my lips as he exposed me to him—my little wet pussy just inches from his beautiful face. It was electric. I didn’t know what to do with myself as he fixed his eyes on my moist mound, my little pink slit. My heart was racing with anticipation of what he would say or do, but his reaction was not what I expected.
“You shave,” he growled. He was angry.
“I—I wax, actually.”
His eyes snapped up to mine. “Why?”
His words were fierce and his eyes were strong. I trembled at the power he held over me.
“I—I don’t know—”
“Who are you waxing for?” he demanded.
“Nobody!” I blurted out.
“Don’t lie to me!”
“I’m not lying!” I stammered, feeling suddenly under attack. “I’m not seeing anybody!”
“You don’t have a boyfriend?”
“No! I—I’ve never even…”
My voice trailed off. I couldn’t admit it to him. He was a man, not a recent high school graduate. And with his good looks, he must have had countless women. What would he want with an inexperienced virgin like me?
“You’ve never even what?” he growled. I could only stare back at him, half-naked and trembling. “Finish that sentence.”
“I’ve never even had sex!”
The words were torn from my lips by his gaze and the raw power behind his voice. I was helpless against him. But again, his reaction surprised me. His eyes narrowed and his lips twisted into a wanting smile that caused a heat to spread across my body. He wasn’t turned off by my virginity—he was turned on.
“You really are a little princess, and I love your puffy little pussy. Looks just like a ripe peach, and I bet it tastes just as sweet,” he whispered. I felt his warm breath against my pussy lips, teasing me, making me wonder what his tongue would feel like there. My body was crying out for him, and my wetness was dripping out of my little hole and running down my thighs.
“Now I’m going to do my duty as your professor,” he smiled. “And teach you something. You know I teach anatomy, right?”
A shudder ran through my body causing my legs to shake as my eyes rolled back in my head. I almost fell and had to brace myself on his desk—my professor’s desk. His tongue pressed wide against my entire pussy and his lips closed around my entire puffy little mound. I’d always been self-conscious, wishing I had just a tiny little slit because I thought that’s what guys liked, but Caleb, Professor Grey, loved what I had.
He licked upwards, probing inside of me, spreading me with his tongue. He groaned as he tasted me, and kept moving up until he found my clit, sending pleasure flooding through me. My hands tightened on the desk as my hips began to rock against his mouth and my back arched like I was doing a yoga pose.
“Yes,” he whispered. “Your body’s working perfectly…”
I moaned again as my body grew hotter as he pleasured me. He snatched my ass with both of his hands, pulling me tighter against his strong, wide tongue that rolled over my clit. My stomach convulsed as the sensations shocked me and when I looked down to see his beautiful eyes staring up at me, I almost lost it.