Time for class

It's your first day of class for the second semester, but your mind is preoccupied with what happened earlier with your roommate. You feel a mix of worry and elation as you enter the classroom and take a seat. As you glance around, you notice that most of your classmates seem to already know each other and are chatting away, but you can't bring yourself to join in.

Suddenly, the professor walks in and all the noise dies down. He's a man in his early forties with a warm smile, friendly demeanor and broad chest. As he begins the class you struggle to focus on what he's saying as your mind keeps drifting back to the morning you had with your roommate. You keep replaying the morning in your head and can't seem to shake off the lustful feelings.

Throughout the class, the professor encourages questions and discussions, and you know that you would have enjoyed it under normal circumstances. However, you're too distracted to participate and share your thoughts. As the class ends, you gather your things and start to leave. The professor stops you and asks, "Hey there, I noticed you seemed a bit distracted during class today. Is everything okay?"

"Oh, sorry about that. I had a bit of a... situation with my roommate earlier and I just can't seem to shake it off," you said shyly.

The professor didn't hesitate to offer his support. "Let's go to my office and talk about it," he said.

You followed him down the hall. As you walked behind him, you couldn't help but notice how round and firm his ass looked in his brown pants. Your mind drifted and you imagined yourself reaching out and grabbing it. Suddenly, a sharp pain ran through your core. You were hungry again and your dick began to swell slightly. You walked into his cozy office. He sat down in a comfortable armchair and gestured for you to take a seat on the couch.

"So what happened?" he asked genuinely. "Have you tried talking to your roommate about how you're feeling?"

Your Professor had beautiful grey eyes but even so, your gaze drifted towards his crotch where is pants were slightly scrunched and his bulge was evident. You don't know what came over you but you answered his question a little too honestly.

"I woke up craving cock and sucked my roommate off in his sleep," you blurt out quickly. You try to make yourself stop but the word vomit couldn't stop erupting.

"I enjoy sucking dick so much and I crave it all the time," you profess.

Your Professor began to look nervous, darting his eyes back and forth a hundred times a second. Finally he opens his mouth and says, "Well, there are a lot of resources available on campus if you need some additional support. Have you ever considered reaching out to the counseling center?"

A very diplomatic response to such a raunchy confession. "Maybe I should," you say. "But maybe... YOU can help me instead," you suggest longingly.

Your professor stays silent, sweat forming on his brow. But something catches your attention. The evident bulge you were gawking at earlier has grown. You can tell he finds the idea exciting.

"Help me, help you," you say getting up from the couch and taking a seat on his lap.

You look deep into his wise grey eyes. Without saying a word, he leans in and presses his lips to yours. It was a soft, tender kiss at first, but it quickly deepened into a more passionate embrace. You hold each other tightly as your tongues dance together, exploring and savoring the taste of each other's lips.

You unbutton his shirt. You feel his strong pecs as you remove the shirt from his shoulders. Licking his neck, you start to slide down to his now fully exposed chest and bite his nipple. He lets out a loud moan and you grab his firm dick from above his pants.

You can't take the foreplay anymore. You are becoming vicious. You need to taste your professors warm cum in your. You tear his pants off and begin to **** on his throbbing cock. He feels your longing and begins to thrust is dick in and out of your throat aggressively. Having your throat used like a toy is making your dick sticky. Precum is leaking out of you like a broken faucet.

"Please professor," you beg. "I need you to cum in my mouth."

His warm smile from the beginning of class has turned into an evil grin.

"Turn around you dirty cum-slut and show me your used hole," your professor demands.

You obey him and spread your cheeks for him. Your hole is actually very tight unsurprisingly, since your lustful desires and vampiric state are new. Your professor spits directly into your hole and without hesitation shoves his whole 9 inches inside of you. You scream with pleasure. Apparently pain is something you now thoroughly enjoy.

"Fuck me as hard as you can," you shout confidently.

His pace quickens and your legs are trembling as he fucks you with every bit of his power.

"I'm gonna cum in your ass," he panted wildly.

You did not want to lose his sweet seed in your hole. You needed to savor every last drop and feed. You pulled away form him quickly and kneeled in front of his wet dick. "Cum in my mouth professor, please I want to taste you," you pleaded. He looked deeply in your eyes and jerked his cock until five thick shots of cum landed directly on you tongue.

"Don't think our little office hours are going to give you an edge over the rest of the students this semester Dean. You need to prepare just as hard as everyone else," he said directly.

You feel extremely satisfied with yourself and your hunger has passed. Do you want to go to the library and study for your classes or check out the club fair?