A student

You see a cute young woman standing in the doorway. She's petite and short with dark hair and matching glasses. She's wearing a plaid mini-skirt that shows off her slender legs and a white button down blouse. She looks like she could be in high school instead of college, but she must be a student here.

"Um... professor Wilkins?" she asks.

You're confused at first, wondering why she thinks you're the professor. Sure, you're wearing a shirt with your jeans instead of a t-shirt, but you don't think you look old enough to be immediately mistaken for a professor instead of a fellow student. You glance at the at the blackboard in the classroom and you see 'Prof. Wilkins' written on the board.

"Yes?" you say, not denying that you're the professor.

"Hi! My name is Sara Luvv, I'm supposed to be in your history class," the young woman says, stepping into the classroom.

"Oh?" you utter, not sure what else to say. You still have the subject of mind control on your mind and her appearance is starting to give you some ideas on how to conduct some experiments to see if the professor is correct about unintended consequences that loosen a person's inhibitions.

"Yes! I know I missed the first 2 classes, but I was dealing with a family matter and had to go home to Florida with a couple of weeks. I know that means you can kick me out of the class, but I really need this," Sara says, sounding nervous and ****.

"Well..." you continue, trying to sound thoughtful.

"Please, I need this class or else I won't be enrolled in enough classes for the semester," Sara begs, clasping her hands together as she gets closer to you. The closer she gets, the smaller she appears and she must be under 5 feet in height, although the rest of her body looks mature and womanly. She already has 2 buttons undone on her blouse and you can't resist looking down and seeing the hints of her cleavage. She has a white bra underneath.

"I... I don't know. You've already missed a lot and you'll need to catch up," you say, deciding to play along with the mistaken identity.

"Please... is there anything I can do to convince you? I really want to take your class and I promise I won't miss another 1. I'll do all the reading and work to catch up and even get in front," Sara says, looking up at you with her bambi eyes through her glasses. She bites her lower lip. "I heard from a sorority sister who took at your class last year that you're open to making... special arrangements? She said you gave her an A."

You raise your eyebrows, trying to hide your surprise. Mistaken identity is 1 thing, but if what Sara's sorority sister said is true, then that means the real professor Wilkins has a side you didn't know about. You smile, thinking about what would have happened if you hadn't shown up today and this pretty college student had found the real professor. She's standing so close to you now that you can smell the top of her head and her freshly shampooed hair.

"Yes, miss Luvv, I'm open to certain special arrangements, although for something this serious, it would have to be really special. We're not just talking about bumping up a grade or 2 here," you say.

Sara smiles. "1 second," she says, running back to the door to close and lock it, then she rushes back to you. Then, without hesitation, her tiny fingers quickly unbutton her blouse down to her waist, revealing her bra and fit body.

"Like what you see?" Sara asks.

You try to seem unimpressed and shrug. "Not yet," you say.

In response, Sara takes off her blouse and removes her bra, going topless in front of you. Her breasts are small and perky, but overall a good fit for her body. Then, she lifts her skirt, flashing you her black panties. You nod, motioning for her to keep going. As her hands move to her skirt to remove it, you stop her. "Keep the skirt on," you say. Sara smiles and slides her hands under her skirt, then pulls her panties down and let's them drop to the floor. She steps out of her panties, bends down to pick it up, then she walks over to you and stuffs the panties into 1 of your pants pockets.

"You can keep that," she says, looking up at you as her hands beginning to work on helping you remove your clothes. You stand there, letting Sara unclothe you and she wastes no time getting you naked. As an added bonus, she even folds your clothes nicely and sets them aside on a table, before she helps you to the teacher's desk and makes you lay down on it. Next, Sara runs her small hands all over your body, seeming to enjoy the feel of your flesh, leaving your cock for last. When she finally gets to your now hard cock, she uses both hands to grab it, 1 on top of the other, and there's still room if she had a third hand.

"Holy shit, prof, what a big dick you have," Sara remarks as she strokes your cock.

"All the better to fuck you with," you respond, and you both laugh.

As Sara continues stroking your cock with both hands, she decides to cover the head with her mouth, giving you a blowjob of sorts, although she doesn't seem to be able to take much of your cock in. Instead, Sara kind of slobbers over your cock, coating it with large amounts of her saliva until it drips down the length of your cock to her hands, making the rubbing of her hands more enjoyable and fast.

You let Sara keep going for a while until you realize you're starting to feel excited. So, you tap Sara gently on her head, causing her to take her mouth off the tip of your cock. "Enough for the oral exam, miss Luvv," you say with a grin. "Time to move on to the sit-down exam, if you know what I mean."

Sara smiles widely and nods eagerly. She lets go of your cock and it takes her some effort to climb onto the desk given her short legs. Once she's on the table, she steps across you and bends her knees slowly. You hold your cock up straight until she reaches down and grabs it, lining it up with her pussy, which you can now see is completely shaved. Her pussy lips look tiny and tight and you wonder if she'll be able to take your cock. You're about to ask her if she wants to take it slow when the tip of your cock presses against her pussy lips, but Sara surprises you by sitting straight down on your cock and taking the entire length with relative ease. Your eyes go wide as you feel how deep inside the tiny woman you are.

"Oh yes! That's a nice cock!" Sara moans in pleasure, starting to ride you in earnest, placing her hands on your thighs for support. You groan in approval, laying there while enjoying the sight of Sara's breasts bouncing slightly as she rides you. Sara's pussy is tight and incredibly wet, and she seems to have no problem accommodating the size of your cock, which you know is bigger than average.

"You must be used to big cocks, miss Luvv," you say.

Sara giggles. "Let's just say I'm enjoying the full college experience," she says between breaths, not slowing down. She shudders as a mini orgasm hits her and you feel a gush of her fluids over your cock, causing her pussy to make squishy noises as she rides you.

"Yeah?" You reach up and give Sara's breasts a good honk with both hands. "How many college guys have you 'enjoyed'?"

Sara looks up and seems to be counting the guys she's been with "1... 2... 3..." she mumbles, still riding you. "Many. Let's just say many," she says with a chuckle. She cums again and this time some of her juices squirt out onto your crotch and lower belly. "You close, prof? Let me know where you want to cum," Sara says.

"Where do you want it?" you ask.

"Oh, anywhere is fine, really. Some guys like it on my boobs, but then I have to clean it up before I can get dressed. Some guys like it on my face, especially when I'm wearing glasses like today, but it gets in my hair sometimes. Some like it on my ass, but same issue with clothes...." Sara says, before gasping for breath between yet another mini orgasm. She seems very much in control and aware of her body. "Some like it in my puss, but then the next guy won't want sloppy seconds. But then, I guess that's what my ass is for, right?" Sara remarks. She sure seems like the campus slut from the way she speaks. It's no wonder why she can't keep count of how many guys she's been with. "Some like it in my mouth, but then I'll have cum breath," Sara continues.

By now, you're really close to cumming as Sara rides you relentlessly and lists the number of ways for you to finish. You're actually wanting to finish on her pretty face, but you don't want her to stop riding you. "In the pussy will do," you say with a groan, knowing you're about to pop.

"Great! Just lay there and let me know when- Oh! There you go!" Sara says delightfully, feeling your cock explode inside her. She giggles again and continues to ride you, which makes the sensation even better and she doesn't stop until you grab her by her waist and hold her down, ejaculating forcefully inside her warm pussy.

You're panting heavily when you're done and you both stay like that for a few minutes until you can get up, and Sara climbs off you. Sara smiles sweetly at you as you both get dressed, and she seems to be expecting you to say something.

"Um... good. You can stay in the class, miss Luvv," you say awkwardly.

"Thank you!" Sara gives you a hug, although you have to bend down and she has to tip her toes to do it.

Then, thinking about how she might be confused when she sees the real professor Wilkins in class the next time, you activate your mind control ring behind her back before breaking off the embrace. "You're going to see an old man in class next week as professor Wilkins and you won't be able to tell the difference between him and me. And after every class, you're going to stay behind and offer to fuck him, or blow him, or whatever he wants, until the end of the semester," you command Sara. In her case, you're not worried that your commands would loosen her inhibitions, since she already appears not to have any. Sara acknowledges your commands, before you deactivate the power of the ring and leave the classroom with her, going your separate ways.