It was the first day of the spring semester, and Shawn sat promptly in the front row of the lecture hall, patiently waiting for the start of art history class. He elected to take this class because the other members of his team said it was an easy A and that it was filled with beautiful, eager coeds. He was always looking for an easy class to take to take some of the burden off his hectic schoolwork and practice schedule. The eager and beautiful college girls were just a bonus for him.

The class began to fill with other students, and his teammates did not lie. There were beautiful young women of all kinds surrounding him.

He smirked and thought to himself, “I am going to love this class.”

That’s when it happened: the professor strolled through the door. He had always had a soft spot for older women. He never knew why; maybe it was because he enjoyed the attention his mother’s friends gave him, or maybe because he got so much attention from his high school teachers. Whatever the cause, it had left a mark on him, and he desired a chance to be with an experienced older woman.

Professor Mattie entered the lecture hall. She was in her mid-40s, with a curvaceous body that her knee-length skirt and silk blouse did little to hide. She stood just shy of 5 feet 4 inches tall with sparkling green eyes, brunette hair pulled up in a bun, and stylish glasses.

Shawn was in awe of this buxom beauty as she glided across the room. His cock twitched as he stared at her full lips and glorious curves. As she began her lecture, he struggled to pay attention; his mind was flooded with thoughts of her. Some were innocent, while others were graphic and animalistic. By the end of the lecture, he could barely stand because his cock throbbed and ached. Over the next few weeks, they covered a variety of topics, from paintings to architecture, and how these were influenced by the social, economic, and political factors of the time. The first paper had been graded, and the student aide handed them back out. The lecture hall was filled with happiness and sorrow as the students viewed their grades.

Shawn flipped his paper over, and it had no grade, just the words written in bold red letters that said, “See me after class.” His stomach dropped because he knew he was failing this class, but how could he convey to her it was only because he couldn’t get her out of his mind? He squirmed in his seat for the remainder of the class. His worries did little to stifle his desire for her. Images flashed in his head of her lying out before him in all her wonderful glory. He imagined how soft and smooth her body felt. Goosebumps appeared across her flesh as he ran his hands along every beautiful, voluptuous curve. He was snapped back to reality when the other students started to exit the class.

He sat quietly and stared at her round, full ass as she stood with her back to him. He couldn’t help it; watching her sparked an animalistic need that had his cock throb and strain against his pants. The lecture hall cleared out, and the silence was deafening. The only sounds that echoed in the room were those of Professor Mattie moving papers around. His heart thumped so loud it rang in his ears. She turned around and floated across the room to him. All he could focus on was her large D-cup breasts and the ample amount of cleavage that accompanied them.

She said, “I was quite surprised by your paper. I expected more since you sit right up front and you always look thoroughly engaged.”

He swallowed hard and tried to speak, but no sound exited his now-dry mouth.

She said, “Was the subject matter confusing? Is there something I can do to help you understand the information?”

He gulped as he began to speak. His voice was shaky, but he managed to get out a few words.

He said, “To be honest, I am struggling to focus on the material because I can’t keep my eyes off of you. Your beauty is very distracting."

The blood rushed to her cheeks, causing them to glow with a pinkish-red hue.

She placed her hand on his thigh and said, “I am flattered, but I am old enough to be your mother.”

His legs quaked, and his cock swelled from her touch. He switched his gaze back and forth from her ample cleavage and her small, slender hand that had a large diamond ring on it. His heart beat so fast and hard that it would jump out of his chest.

He looked into her smoldering eyes and said, “You are a breathtaking goddess, and I desire you right here, right now.”

Her mouth slightly opened as she licked her upper lip, and her hand slid up his thigh as she felt his hard cock throb through his pants as she now rubbed his cock. They stared into each other's eyes, fearing breaking contact would end before it even started. She rubbed his cock harder as she reflected on how she had never been called beautiful or received this type of lust-filled attention. In that moment, she felt a dampness between her thighs and a yearning deep down in her core.

She leaned in, and their lips touched, sending an electrifying surge through both of them. Their embrace became stronger and more fever-driven. Their tongues battled in each other’s mouths as their desire grew beyond control. Her hand is now frantically trying to unbutton and free his throbbing, youthful cock. His hands amateurishly fumbled with the buttons on her blouse. She wrapped her hand around his smooth yet hard, feverish cock. She slowly stroked his young cock as she broke their embrace. He finally got her blouse unbuttoned, and before him were her ivory skin and large DD-cup breasts encased in a black silk bra. Her nipples strained against the lacy material like large diamonds. The sight caused his cock to twitch in her hand. They both moaned in pure pleasure at the sights that befell them.

She slowly said, “We shouldn’t be doing this, but your cock feels so good in my hands.”

They both moaned in surrender as she knelt before him and slid his young, hard cock between her soft, smooth red lips. She sucked and swirled her tongue around the head of his ever-growing cock as she continued to stroke the hard, veiny shaft. He leaned his head back and gasped in pure pleasure. Before long, her red lips were sliding along the length of his young, hard cock.

He moaned and said, “Oh, God, you are truly a goddess amongst mere mortals.”

She released his cock from her mouth as she stood up and turned around. She raised her black skirt to her waist, showing her big, plump, round ass. He admired how the lace string disappeared into the crack of her ass, and the crotch was drenched in her juices.

She looked over her shoulder and said, “Please fuck my wet, needy cunt before I come to my senses.”

He quickly jumped to his feet as she bent over at the waist. He ran his hand across her round, ivory-white ass. He slid his finger into her panties and pulled them to one side. He ran the tip of his cock along the length of her dripping wet slit before driving his hard young cock into her wet cunt. Thrust after thrust, his cock plunged deeper and deeper. Each thrust elicited an animalistic moan from her. They were deep and guttural as he continued to try to bury his cock in her tight, wet pussy. With one final thrust, his hips collided with her ass, causing her ass to ripple and a loud, thunderous smack to echo through the lecture hall.

He gripped her hips, his knuckles turning white as they basked in the sensation of the moment. He strayed to thrust hard and fast, and soon the only sounds were those of colliding flesh and loud moans of pleasure.

She screamed, "God, yes, just like that. Punish my cunt, I desperately need it.”

He squeezed harder onto her hips and slid his throbbing cock out until only the head remained in her tight goddess cunt before driving hard and fast back in. She squealed in pure pleasure as her legs shook and trembled. Her pussy rippled around his cock as she felt a familiar ping in her core, which radiated out towards her pussy. With one hard final thrust, she erupted into a series of orgasms as he continued to punish and please her hot, wet cunt.

Her pussy clenched on his cock as she said, “Fill my pussy with your cum. Please, I need it so bad.”

That was all it took before he drove as hard as he could deep into her cunt, pausing as his cock spewed stream after stream deep inside her needy cunt. They remained completely still with his cock buried deep inside her pulsating cunt as it milked every last drop of cum from his cock.

Both feared that if they uncoupled, it would erase this blissful moment, and reality would shatter the experience they just shared. But they forced themselves to separate because reality set in, and they realized they were still in the lecture hall. She stood up and pulled her panties back over, trapping his cum inside. She pulled her skirt back down and turned around just in time to watch him tuck his flaccid cock back into his pants.

With her professor's voice, she said, “You are going to need special tutoring if you are going to pass this class.”