Day 2: Spanked by the Professor

When she gets back to her room that night, Emma slips her hand between her legs and plays with her slit. She imagines Christopher and his thick cock going into her mouth, into her throat. She needs a prop. She grabs her silicone dildo from her drawer and sucks on it. Her other hand finds her clit and pinches, and as she pushes the toy deeper into her mouth she imagines Christopher’s cock in her mouth again. She surrenders to the thought. Her whole body shakes as she cums.

The next day Emma oversleeps and gets to class a little late. She picks up a nice cup of coffee on the way to help wake her up. All her lectures are in the morning, but she finds it hard to pay attention. She daydreams about last night until lunchtime.

After lunch she feels like she could use a bit of cum to help her focus. She opens Suckr and marks her mouth available for sharing. The app immediately makes the new client noise. She recognizes the room number of Professor Williams’ office.

When she gets there, she again finds the professor beating off behind his desk. It takes him longer to spot her. “Fuck, you’ve got great tits. Are you the same blowjob girl as yesterday? You look just like this slut in my class. No idea what her name is. Titty McSlutty for all I know. I make a point of not learning any student names. There’s always more sluts next year.”

The client is always right. Emma giggles politely. “Titty McSlutty is a good one, professor. Where do you want me?”

The professor’s eyes move from her tits to her ass. “You know, in my day we had corporal punishment. It taught us proper respect. I’m going to give you a bare bottom spanking as warmup. It’ll be good for a slut like you, put you in the right mindset. Bend over my desk.”

Emma carefully steps out of her panties, hikes up her skirt, and bends over her Psychology 201 professor’s desk. He gropes her ass before raising his hand. “You’re going to count every smack, slut, and you’re going to admit you've been bad.”

He smacks her ass. Emma starts counting and thinking of things her client wants to hear. “One spank. I’m sorry, professor. Two. I’ve been a very bad girl, professor. Three. I deserve to be punished, professor. Four. Please teach me a lesson, professor. Five. Thank you for spanking me, professor. Six. Spank me harder, please. Seven. I promise I’ll be such a good girl, professor. Eight. It’s the only way a silly slut like me will learn. Nine. You spank me so well, professor. Ten. Let me show what a grateful good girl I am, professor.”

Professor Williams sits down heavily and catches his breath. He’s hard but winded. “Suck my cock, slut.”

Emma feels aroused and in need of some attention to her pussy after the spanking, but that’s not why she’s here. She drops to her knees and crawls between the professor’s legs. She looks up at her professor and swirls her tongue around his purple cockhead. He sprawls in his chair, ready to be serviced. She licks his dick like an ice cream cone for a minute, two minutes, more. Her hands rub his legs, and then his balls.

He groans with pleasure, and then Emma bobs on his dick, pushing his cockhead against her palate with her tongue again and again. She is a blowjob girl. He rewards her by nutting in her mouth, on her tongue. She rolls his cum around her mouth, and then she swallows, happy.

The professor sits up and opens his phone. “Good work, five stars. Fuck, I wish that slut in my class that looks like you blew me like that too. Can’t. Dean Brown would skin me for fucking a student, not to mention my wife Sarah. That means I’ll be seeing you again.”

Emma smiles mysteriously for her client. She is that slut in Professor Williams’ class. “Of course, professor.” She picks up her panties and puts them in her purse on the way out of the door.