Professor Felicity Smith - Snapping Fingers

Your name is Aiden. When you were younger, you once watched sticks drift by in a stream. You snapped your fingers, and they’d drift by again and again. That was a magical afternoon, but you forgot about it.

You are 19 now and enrolled at State U. It’s time for your office hours with Professor Felicity Smith. You are not doing so well in her course.

She smiles coldly. “Welcome to office hours, Aiden. How can I help you?”

You talk for a long time, but eventually you ask the question you are thinking about. “Is there any chance of extra credit?”

She shakes her head. “No, absolutely not.”

You knock over her cactus on your way out the door, spilling dirt across the floor. You also snap your fingers.

You’ve just entered Felicity’s office all over again. The cactus dirt is spilled across the floor. She smiles coldly. “Welcome to office hours, Aiden. How can I help you?”

She doesn’t seem to remember a thing. She coldly denies you extra credit. You knock over a stack of papers on your way out and snap your fingers.

You are in her office hours. There’s cactus dirt across the floor and the stack of papers is knocked over. Felicity smiles coldly. “Welcome to office hours, Aiden. How can I help you?”

You pull your dick out. She stares, shocked, passive, open-mouthed. You walk up to her desk and jerk off. You beat your meat for a good long time while Felicity just sits there, until you blast her face with your load. You snap your fingers on the way out.

You’ve re-entered the Professor’s office. There’s cactus dirt on the floor, the papers are knocked over, and there’s a thick glob of cum gluing her right eye shut. The bitch looks up with her one open eye as your cum drips off her face. She smiles coldly. “Welcome to office hours, Aiden. How can I help you?”

You pick up a sharpie, walk up to her, and write CUMSLUT in big letters across her forehead. She stares at you, passive. You snap your fingers.

You are back in her office. The bitch’s right eye is glued shut with your cum and her forehead proclaims CUMSLUT in big letters. She looks at you. “Welcome to office hours, Aiden. How can I help you?”

You shrug and turn to leave. “I’m good, actually. Thanks, Professor.”

You don’t snap your fingers on the way out. Later you have a class with Professor Felicity Smith. The whole class snickers when she comes in to teach with your sticky jizz gluing her right eye shut and her forehead labeling her as the CUMSLUT she should be.

You look around, checking out your cute classmates. They haven’t been giving you the time of day, but you bet with a snap and a little daring you could give them a good time of night.