Things get heated

The two of you continue going at it for almost an hour in her office. With your stamina and the professor's unquenchable lust, the two of you are a hot and sweaty mess before you know it. Her office is filled with the wet slapping sounds of your hips clapping against her sweaty ass cheeks repeatedly.

"Oh god! Keep fucking me! I need it! I love your cock!" She gets out between gasped breaths.

Her voice quivers as she speaks now, having experienced nearly ten orgasms over your time in her office. The whole time you've been fucking her exclusively in the ass, never touching her pussy with anything but your hands. Something about using the feminist history professor as an anal only fuck toy seems ironic, alongside her love of being degraded and treated like a cheap whore.

"Oh yes! Slap me! **** me! **** me!" She squeals out as you slap her face whilst pounding her ass.

"You like that bitch?" You ask.

"I love it! Make me your bitch!" She wails.

"Why don't I shoot my load on your face and then you can really be my bitch." You say, pulling your cock out of her ass.

"Oh yes! Give me that cum." She purrs hungrily, getting down onto her knees at your feet.

You stroke your cock furiously in front of her face until you spurt out rope after rope of the sticky white substance all over her face. She sticks her tongue out and pants like a bitch in heat as you mark your territory.

"Ahhhh. Thank you. I needed that." She says with a sigh of relief after finally getting a good fuck.

"No problem slut." You say, looking down at her cum covered face and admiring your work.

She stares at your cock without blinking, her pupils dilated wide.

"What is it?" You ask.

"Oh nothing. It's just... I really do love this thing. It must be magic or something. No one ever makes me cum quite like you do. Or as many times. And believe me, many men have had the chance. Women should worship this thing." She says with a smile, still not taking her eyes off your cock.

"Go on then, why don't you." You reply.

"Why don't I what?" She asks, confused.

"Why don't you worship it. Go on, give it a kiss like it were a holy relic." You say.

Professor Slattery cups your cock in her hands and kisses it on the tip with a giggle.

"There, are you happy?" She asks with a smile.

"Good girl. You'll make an excellent teacher for the Delta Deltas, never mind that feminist history crap. This is what you should really be teaching young women. How to worship big cocks." You say.

The professor giggles as you say this.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure you get a constant supply of well trained college sluts. Just don't forget about showing me some love too." She says with a smile.

"How could I ever forget this ass." You say, giving her an encouraging slap.

She smiles at your compliment whilst you begin to get dressed. Professor Slattery remains kneeling for a moment, still a cum covered mess, whilst she regains her composure after an hour of non-stop anal pounding. Once you're dressed, you make your way to the door and open it to find a small crowd of students gathered outside, seemingly having been listening in on what's been happening inside the Professor's office. It's the professor's own fault for not controlling her volume whilst you fucked her.

They get a shock as you open the door, all staring wide eyed at the Professor who looks back at them in horror as they see her covered in cum kneeling on the floor of her office. You quickly shut the door behind you and leave. The professor would have to deal with the aftermath. Perhaps she could find a way to convince the male students not to share what they saw with anyone, the females however would be sure to spread some rumours around campus about this event.