“If you want to do well in this field, you need to flee from these girls.” I still remember how the Professor stressed those words clearly. “They are very dangerous, Mike. ”
Six months later I was staring at the reality of those words. I have always wondered why the public only gets to hear the student side of any sex-for-grade story. As much as I understand that a lecturer demanding sex from his or her student in other to pass the student is totally unacceptable and will never make sense. Everyone seems to be blind to the level of temptation we lecturers face in the hands of these daughters of Eve.
“If you allow them, they will ruin your entire life.” Those were the Professor’s final words on the subject that afternoon before we started talking about something else.
I had just received my employment letter to serve as a lecturer at the university. Prof who had been my mentor right from my days as an undergraduate student and had even played a key role in my appointment had invited me over to his office for his usual ten hours of counselling. That was when he dropped those heavy words.
Just six months and I was beginning to experience double of what Prof had warned me against, these girls were moving wild around me. Whenever I complained to my cousin about the temptations I battle with daily, she would be like.
“Miko what else do you expect, just look at yourself na, you are handsome, tall, well built, with a stable source of income, quiet and well composed and you think these girls don’t want something good for themselves…”
Well, that afternoon for the second time that month I was staring at a G-string pant a female student had carefully placed in-between the pages of her assignment workbook!
I looked up the student’s registration number on the assignment booklet and it matched the one that had done the same thing a few weeks ago.
As I held the satin underwear in my hand I realized it was a bit damp, I could bet it was damp with pussy juice or cum. whoever it was either masturbated on it or wiped her pussy with the pant probably after an intense self-help session.
It was just fifteen minutes after the class rep brought in the assignment booklets to my office that I realized the wet panties, so whoever the person was doing what she did right before she passed the assignment to the class rep. Had it been the class rep was not a guy, he would have been my first suspect.
Earlier that month, I found a red lacey underwear in between the pages of this same student’s term paper assignment, I didn’t even let it get to me or think about it.
I only scribbled down the registration number of the student, with the hope that one day I would find out who the student was, but with time I got too busy and decided to let it slide. I discarded the underwear and pretended like nothing ever happened even though I knew the student was out there waiting for my reaction.
But this time I felt this was beyond shoving and letting it slide if I didn’t do something about it, this student would do something crazier that might later put me in trouble, truthfully at this point, I was beginning to feel like someone was trying to set me up.
My body quivered and my dick stiffened when my naughty head reminded me that the student was somewhere around the school premises probably without anything underneath her cloth.
I wondered if she had pulled off her panties right in the lecture hall or in a restroom, I didn’t know who it was but I was already imagining crazy things, placing random faces of some of the female students in my department to fit and complete my imagination.
At the same time, I was fighting the urge to sniff the pink damp underwear. Just then an idea struck in, I searched for the registration number of the student on the class list and finally I found the name that had the registration number attached to it – as expected it was a female name, Chinwe!
After that day I did a little investigation about Chinwe through the class rep, I found out she was one of the big girls in the department, she had this thick intimidating physique and her tall huge stature made her stand out and easily noticeable, her perfect curves was another thing I noticed, slim waist with wide hips and a mighty fat round ass.
I went as far as to get her phone number from the class rep even though as of then I didn’t know why I collected it.
Truthfully I was really tempted the moment I found out who Chinwe was and I couldn’t stop imagining how wet she must have gotten herself before slipping her pants inside her assignment booklet.
I had struggled hard to keep an almost clean sheet in the department; the only person I had fucked then was a colleague, a senior lecturer who was a single mother. She was the first person who easily connected with me when I resumed work at the department aside from Prof.
At that time when other lecturers were envious that a young man of my age who was formerly their student was now in the same position with them, Doc Osagie helped me settle in fine and took it upon herself to put me through so many things in the department.
We became friends and got along very well even though the age gap between us was a wide one, she was in her early fifties then while I was just in my late twenties.
One time Doc Osagie invited me to her house one Sunday evening for dinner, it was that day I knew she had one mighty state-of-the-art duplex in the city aside the lecturer’s quarters where she resided on campus. After dinner, we settled to watch pictures from her large family album,
It was then I also got to know that she had four children who were all doing fine. She told me her husband was having an affair with another woman and had walked away from the family over twenty years ago and never returned.
She talked about how hard she tried to trace and locate him but failed and since then she had been forced to accept that it was either he had moved very far to begin a new life with his woman or he was probably dead.
It all started from our conversation in the living room and then one thing led to another and I still can’t explain how that innocent conversation transformed into soft tender kisses which later erupted into fervent and relentless kisses that involved intense lip and tongue sucking.
Then she pulled away and we were both panting for air, I have never seen a woman’s eye full of lust and need as she was that evening—she looked crazed. She whispered something about her maid and we decided to go into her room.
The moment we got into her room, it was like someone unleashed the beast in her, she almost tore my shirt, the energy she applied in pulling off my pants and ripping off her clothes was on another level. Our clothes flew from our bodies miraculously and in no time we were both stark naked.
We fell on the large kingsize bed in the room and continued from where we stopped at the living room. I showered her with kisses from her lips to her neck and then slowly down her breasts, I didn’t waste too much time there as they were sagged and not just my type of boobs, I had plan B.
I licked Doc Osagie’s navel continuing down between her thighs, and then I gently spread her legs with my hands and began kissing her soft inner thighs, I had to appreciate her neatness and the sweet-smelling scent that welcomed me the moment I buried my head between her inner thighs.
I drove my pointed stiff tongue between her labia until I found her hard clit, I quickly applied a reasonable amount of saliva to wet the whole area running my tongue up and down her vagina.
She swung her legs up over my back locking my head between her thighs so I could drift close to her wet slit and flick my tongue across her pussy lips and then back down her thighs. Doc Osagie moaned and raised her hips in protest of my teasing her.
Then I parted her pussy lips with my tongue and started sucking and licking her clit running my tongue as deep inside my colleague’s pussy as I could reach, she began moving her hips and humping her back.
The more I chewed and tongue fucked her, the more vocal she became, she was writhing and moaning loudly as I worked my tongue deep inside her.
Then she grabbed my head and started humping wildly, fucking my face with her pussy.
I ate her well and she gave me several muted screams and guttural moans, she shoved my face hard into her vagina and humped my face as her orgasm roared through her body. Doc Osagie convulsed and screamed again and again before she collapsed.
I gave her one of the best pussy treats I had given any woman. After a moment she looked at me and asked “Where did you learn to do all that?”
“Your sleekness made me do it” I replied her with a smile
After a while she leaned forward and kissed me lightly and again we kissed deeply, this time I went straight to the business of the evening.
As we kissed she gave my erect black dick a few pumps and told me not to cum in her whenever I wanted to release because she was on a drug that would react if I did.
I wanted to probe further but I was too hard to reason. I quickly crawled over her and spread her legs wide apart. When I drove my monster cock into Doc Osagie’s gaping wet pussy it filled her up that she let out a glass-shattering scream that I had to quickly cover her mouth with my palm.
“It’s so hot” She whispered to me I replied with a nod and giggle as I pushed my fat cock further into her old cunt.
She was so wet and hot!
I started with slow introductory strokes like I was learning my way into her, driving in and out of her at a steady consistent pace.
Once I was deep inside her I began pounding her pussy, my body slamming into her with each deep hard thrust, at the same time I had my two hands on her chest mauling her breasts. I knew I was hitting the perfect spot as she was moaning loudly driving her fingers all over my back.
I quickened my thrusts and she screamed out loud as a strong orgasm overcame her, and she was convulsing again while I kept pumping faster and faster. She cried out again as another orgasm rushed over her, finally someone was giving me an orgasm galore!
She was so wet that my pumping action had a sloshing sound to it.
“I’m cumming” I yelled out and pulled out of her immediately even though it was the last thing I wanted to do, but for the fact that she had informed me earlier not to shoot my load inside her.
The first rope of my semen splashed against her chest just below her neck. Bits splattered and ricocheted from the force of the blast, just as the second rope erupted shooting even higher unexpectedly hitting her face.
We had one more energetic round in the bathroom where I fucked her pussy from her large behind I was thrusting very fast and she was screaming out loud, I enjoyed the golden sight of her ass slap back on my hip— I held her sagged breasts firm from behind her and squeezed them aggressively, she cried out as I pinched her swollen nipples harder and rougher.
I knew I was giving her the fuck of her life and I was doing it at top speed. I wanted to leave great memories in her head something that would make her long for me, and I also wanted to fuck her better than she had ever been fucked before and with the way she went wild, I knew I was on the right path.
Doc Osagie’s body trembled and raged into the most powerful orgasm I had seen a woman have, her pussy clung to my hard cock as I drilled deeper.
Her body shook and bucked against me as my balls slammed her already swollen clit. Then I pulled my penis out of her, she quivered and shook as her juice trickled down her thighs. I jerked my dick a couple of times and came on her butt before we washed off.
I left her house later that night and that day was the first of several intense sex sessions with Doc Osagie. There was even one we had in her office.
I will never forget that afternoon because we were almost caught…
Written by D.N.D
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