Hot Pleasures: A No-Limit Erotic Collection
ABY WRITES · Ongoing · 81.8k Words
Introduction
This collection contains the story of a brilliant student who seems to always have the hots for her college professors and want them in a hot, spicy, sweaty way.
A woman who knows nothing other than scouting for rich old men to fund her luxurious lifestyle in exchange for her honeypot.
In here, you'd find a newly divorced woman who throws a divorce party that quickly goes sideways in the arms of dark, gorgeous strippers.
Or if you're feeling a bit adventurous, you'd love reading about twin sisters who give private services to top paying clients. One a private chef, the other a private barber which ends in a good time.
The book contains all manner of depravity. It also includes- MF, MM, FF, MMF, FFM, FMMM, FFFM, and many more. NOTE: THIS IS NOT ROMANCE, ITS HARDCORE SPICE AND STEAM.
Chapter 1
SOAKED IN CLASS
Ella's POV
I was soaked in class again.
For the millionth time since I came to Asheville university six months ago, my cunt has been in a constant state of arousal.
My fingers flew over my laptop keyboard, heart in my throat as I wrote about another dirty fantasy about the one man I can't have.
Infact, it would never happen in a million years to come but a girl can dream.
That man was my professor. Professor Garrett Kane.
As usual I was the first one in class. The lecture hall empty.
I squinted a bit as the morning light reflected on my huge glasses that kept sliding down my small nose.
Below the desk, my short pleated school skirt was bunched at the waist, and my satin panties drenched with slick, leaking out of my swollen cunt.
I bit my lip as I typed about what I wanted Professor Garrett to do to me right here in this lecture hall.
And I mean on the raised podium where a large desk sat.
Breathing roughly, I let my imagination run wild.
Mr Garrett slammed El on his desk, yanking her creamy thighs apart, ripping her useless panties off. His thick, veiny cock......
Yes, of course Professor Garrett would surely have a big cock. Probably the size of a coke bottle.
He held his huge dick in his large hand, sliding it up and down her wet, creamy slit before thrusting into her tight little pussy.
"Take every fucking inch, El." He growled to her, his huge hand wrapped around her throat as he wrecked her wet coochie.
El was creaming all over her hot Professor's fat cock, moaning like the dumb whore that she was.
I whispered the dirty words as I typed away.
"Ram my pussy sir, cream my cunt please. Fuck me harder." I whined softly.
My glasses were fogged from the heat. The heat in the class or the one my body was producing, I didn't know which one was hotter.
I've been obsessed with this man since I transferred to the school.
Professor Garrett was my Sex Education lecturer. To make matters worse, he taught us about arousals, wet pussies, hard cocks and orgasms in that deep voice of his.
There wasn't a lecture my panties weren't soaked through.
I had hundreds of written stories about the two of us doing the dirty.
You can call me sick, I don't care. He was just too good looking and authoritative to let go of.
My laptop was filled with my written imaginations of him making me squirt, giving him blowjobs. Professor Garrett lapping on my shaved snatch and many more.
If anyone were to get ahold of my laptop, I was going to get expelled. But i couldn't help it.
I didn't want to stop at all.
I was breathing raggedly, my nipples strained hard against my lacy bra, aching for a wet tongue.
My thigh long socks dug into my skin as I spread my legs wider under the table.
I was going to be in a whole lot of trouble if I was caught. And the attention wasn't something I needed at all but the cravings needed to be satisfied.
Quickly, I typed out the final line.
Professor Garrett gave El two harsh strokes of his cock, flooding her clenching pussy with his hot cum.
The second I typed in the last sentence, my hand found it's way under my skirt.
My body was wound up tight and I needed relief.
With a shaky hand, I yanked my panties to the side so hard it was a miracle it didn't rip away from my pussy.
Pressing two soft fingers against my buzzing clit, I let out a sigh.
"Fuckkkk......"I hissed softly, slick dripping down my trembling thighs.
I rubbed frantic circles on my slick, throbbing cunt, keeping one eye on the door.
"Fuck me, sir......Fuck my pussy, it's all yours...." I moaned shamelessly, tapping my fingers against my hot nub.
I worked my clit faster, my eyes closing as I pictured Professor Garrett right beside me.
Professor Kane was a huge man, with even larger hands. He had muscles for days, his button up, straining against his abs and pecs.
Dark hair always messy from how much he ran his hand through it. Full lips that would look so good sucking my tits or my shaved crotch.
And last but not least, his dark eyes that saw through the mask I tried to show others.
I wanted his sexy body on me so bad. I wanted him to place me on all fours, spread my fat ass and slam his hard cock up my cunt.
He would make me choke on his cock, drool on it, use my mouth for his pleasure, make me swallow his seed.
"Uhh.....Professor....I....I want your cock in my pussy...." I muttered, a lone finger grazing my entrance while the other rubbed my clit raw.
It was embarrassing how my pussy sounds filled the air. I was wet, slick running down my thighs, into my asshole.
I could just picture him sitting behind his desk in his office. I would crawl into his lap, hugging his dick with my wet pussy, tits slapping his face as I bounced up and down on him.
My legs were shaking out of control as I tortured my core, slapping my swollen clit.
"Close...so...close......" I mewled, rubbing faster.
It would be a dream if he would just catch me like this. But instead of getting angry, he'd just yank my hand away and finger fuck my pussy.
My moans were getting a bit louder. "Fuck.......hmmmmm..... fuckkkk....."
My glasses were almost off my nose, sweat beading my forehead.
I could literally smell my own wet heat in class. I needed to come before anyone walked in, it was almost lecture time.
Right on edge already, I could feel my orgasm building up.
A hot breath brushed against my ear, tickling the hairs on my neck.
And then, a voice I knew all that well cut through my hazy, horny fog.
"What the hell are you doing, you disgusting slut?"
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