Learning Her Lesson (Student Sex With Teacher) (Sexy Schoolgirl Erotica) (ePub)

Marissa's going to fail her class without some intervention from her Professor. She goes to a meeting to try and get a better mark, but gets even more than she expected!

Warning: this 3000 word story contains spanking, oral sex, anal sex & some fantastic orgasms!

~~ The following (edited) excerpt is for 18+ readers ONLY ~~

"Sit down, Miss Kowl, we're not done here" Professor Sims ordered. Marissa sat down again, looking at her feet. "Miss Kowl, if there's a problem, then there has to be a solution. However, in order to find that solution, I need to know what the problem is." He patiently waited for her to spit it out, looking at Marissa the entire time.

Marissa continued to look down at her feet and mumbled slowly after a minute of silence "It's you Professor... I'm actually attracted to you." Professor Sims sat in his chair, stunned. He had never had a student openly admit their attraction to him. Marissa, her confidence buoyed by this confession, continued: "That's the reason I don't pay attention in class, I just find myself staring at you and day dreaming, and I can't focus, so I don't know what's going on and my marks are terrible."

Tears started pouring from Marissa's eyes, she couldn't help it. Professor Sims handed her a tissue and she wiped the tears away. She still didn't dare to even look at him. She didn't notice him smile and move his hand down under the desk.

He fixed his gaze on her. "What do you dream about, exactly?"

"Well... I dream about you and me." Marissa felt a little bit less shy as she noticed his interest in what she was saying.

"Dream about you and me what?" He wanted to hear her say it.

"Dream about you doing me." Marissa's face got even redder. "Oh I'm so embarrassed."

Professor Sims stood up to close the door to his office. His raging hardon was obvious to Marissa, who hadn't been expecting it.

"Professor, can I please touch you?" she asked. She was much less shy now that she knew the effect her confession had on him.

"Yes, Ms Kowl, you may."

"Please Professor, you can call me Marissa."

"Alright, Marissa, you can touch me."

Marissa stoked his hardness through his pants, then asked if she could see it.

"Yes Marissa, you may look at it."

Marissa immediately got down on her knees and started unbuttoning his pants.