I feel extremely exposed now, standing in front of Professor Langley completely naked. His jaw is wide open at my extremely bold move. I feel a little vulnerable but also extremely sexy. As his eyes eat me up from head to toe, getting darker the more his eyes scan my naked body. This is the bravest thing I have ever done, and I am relying purely on instinct. This is the first time I have been naked in front of anyone. And the first person I am, is my Professor. I won't lie, it makes me feel tingly around my pussy as his eyes fixate on my hourglass figure. I wait for him to answer my question, but it seems like his mind is elsewhere right now. I giggle, taking a step closer to him.

“Don’t say I have made you speechless, Professor?” I say, purposely dragging out the word Professor. He grunts and adjusts himself as his pants get extremely tight around the crotch. I love the effect my voice and body are having on him.

He takes a step towards me, and I instinctively step back. Flashing me a wicked grin, showing me he was enjoying my reaction. He keeps taking steps forward, as I take them back until my back hits the coolness of the door to his office. He takes one last step forward, trapping me between the door and his body. I can feel the heat from his body warming me up. Fuelling my inner fire, setting my body on fire. Panting, I am nervous, contemplating what might happen and what I want to happen. 

He places one hand on the door above my head, leaning in close to me. His face merely inches from mine, I can feel his hot breath on my neck. I gulp. I have no clue what to expect. My inexperience is really showing, as my chest rises and falls quickly with each breath I take. My body trembles with excitement. I want him to take my virginity here and now. I swallow hard at the thought, as he licks my neck over my sweet spot. I try to cross my legs, but he puts his knee ‌‌between my thighs, prizing and keeping them open. 

His lips move around my neck, kissing and biting as he does. It causes me to let out involuntary moans, making my body ache for more. I need him to take this feeling I am having, and run with it and make me feel better than I am feeling now. I have no way to describe how I am feeling other than I am feeling sensual and desired. One of his hands moves from the door and runs down the side of my body, giving me goosebumps. Causing me to shiver but my skin to burn under his touch. I have never felt this way with anyone before. I want to feel like this every day. 

His hand moves from my back to my stomach softly and slowly, allowing me to relish ‌the feelings he is giving me. I close my eyes and let my head fall back against the door, exposing my neck fully to him. He pushes my hair out of my face and gently places it behind my ear before leaning in and running his tongue along my neck. It is taking everything in me not to pounce on him right now, but he has me pinned with his body and his sexual energy. 

His hand finally reaches the centre of my hips just above my pubic bone, causing electricity to run down my body into my virgin pussy. I move forward on instinct. I am not used to being touched in this area, and I don't know what to expect. Before I could stop myself from saying it, the words left my mouth.

“Professor, please. I am a virgin.”

Suddenly, he stops what he is doing and takes a step back. He looks at me quizzically, as if he is trying to process what I have just told him.

“You… are a virgin?” 

I lower my head in shame. I know I shouldn't be ashamed of being a virgin, even though I am 22. But I have a feeling that this is going to be the end of something before it starts. My mind is racing, thinking of all the worst possibilities and outcomes that will come with this confession. Lifting my head back up, I respond to his question.

“Yes, yes, I am, Professor. Is that an issue?”

His eyes move up to meet mine, still dark with desire. He is looking at me as if I were a rare jewel. A jewel he has been searching for his whole life. He takes a step closer to me, taking ‌hold of my chin and lifting it up to make me look him in the eyes.

“No, Summer. That is far from an issue. In fact, I love the fact that you are a virgin. It makes me desire you more. With that being said, I will not have sex with you right now.”

I lower my gaze from his. I know he is sparing my feelings by saying that he loves me being a virgin. I have never felt so embarrassed in my life as I do right now. I can't believe I was considering giving him my virginity right here, right now. But he pulls me out of my thoughts by giving my chin a gentle squeeze.

“I know what you are thinking, Summer, and no, I am not trying to spare your feelings. Believe it or not, Summer, I secretly hoped you were a virgin. I want to be the lucky man who will have the gift of taking your virginity.”

Darting my eyes to meet his, I look for any sort of insincerity in his eyes, but there is none. I can tell he is being genuine, and that makes him so sexy right now. I want nothing more than him pushing me up against the wall and fucking me until I am in another universe. My heart is beating so fast right now, I'm sure he can hear it by the sexy smirk that is plastered all over his handsome face.

“Then take me, Professor,” I say in a low, seductive tone.

His pupils dilate, and his cock throbs hard against his pants as I say that to him. I wish for him to acknowledge my notion and run with it. Giving me the best time of my life, I know I am ready for him, and I want him now. However, my luck didn't work out well today. Three loud knocks on the door of the professor's office. We both looked at each ‌other in panic. I wiggle out of his embrace, trying to find my clothes so I can leave his office. Luckily, my clothes are all together in a pile at the side of Professor Langley’s desk. I quickly put on the clothes I could find, but I was missing my thong. Then I remember Professor Langley has it in his hands. When he realises I am looking for it, he puts it in his pocket and gives me a cheeky wink. 

I remember we locked the door to his office, and anyone on the opposite side would be curious about why the door was locked with us both alone inside. I panic again, but I end up going with the silly decision of hiding under the professor's desk. Once he sees I am well hidden, he unlocks the door, and it is the director standing there impatiently. He lets himself into the office and scans the room for anything untoward. Once he is satisfied that nothing was suspicious about why his door is locked, they begin a conversation about education standards. I zone out a minute or two into their conversation, and my mind takes me back to a few minutes ago when the Professor had his sexy lips on my neck. 

All I can think about right now is the moment we just shared. I am getting extremely aroused by it, and my body is showing it. My juices are dribbling down my thighs, and I take a finger to my pussy lips to see how wet I am. “So wet,” I whisper, as I bring my wet finger up to my mouth. I am tempted to lick my fingers clean to see how I taste. I have never done that before, but I am finding myself wanting to do a lot more adventurous things, and it is all thanks to Professor Langley. I didn't realise that he had finished his conversation and that the director had already left. And Professor Langley has been watching me act out my curiosity. 

“Let me.”

He startles me as he helps me out from under his desk. He grabs my hand and licks the fingers that are wet, savouring the taste of my juices. I watch him intently, taking my other hand and running it along my pussy lips. Gathering more of my juices so I can taste myself too. I bring my fingers to my mouth and moan as I taste how sweet I am. I moan as my cum coats my tongue. Professor Langley growls as he watches me. His cock twitches to life, hard. I hope he wants to take my virginity today. I look at him with lust-filled eyes, trying to coax him into having sex with me. He can tell what I am trying to do with my gaze and shakes his head.

“Oh no, Summer. Today is all about you and your pleasure.”

Professor Langley lightly pushes me back to the floor. I can feel the softness of his office carpet caress my legs as he takes off my pants, and on my back as he takes off my top and bra. He sits up beside me, looking at me with admiration. He leans forward and caresses my face, running his fingertips lightly over my cheeks. Slowly going lower down my face to my neck, gently caressing my sweet spot on my neck. His touch sends electricity down into my pussy, causing me to moan. He brushes his fingers down from my neck to my breasts. He pushes them together and releases them repeatedly until he's satisfied. Taking his time, he strokes every inch of my perky breasts. He massages them, not leaving a single inch of them untouched until he reaches my nipples. He barely runs his fingers over both of them at the same time. I wasn't expecting him to do this, and I let out a gasp. I look up at him, and he smirks. He loves the effect his touch has on my body. Licking his lips, he lowers his head to my left nipple and sucks on it hard. He takes my right nipple ‌between his fingers and rolls it between them. I arch my back. He is giving me pleasure in ways I have never experienced before, and he hasn't touched my pussy yet. He swaps nipples, his mouth on my right giving it a little nibble as his fingers play with my left.

Professor Langley then runs his fingertips down my stomach. Caressing every single part of it, making sure he savours every single inch of my skin. I feel hot. My skin feels like it's aflame with his touch. His lips replace his fingers as he reaches my hips. He kisses down my hips, past my pubic bone until he reaches my soaking pussy. He kisses around my pussy, careful not to touch it with his lips, no matter how much he wants to. I feel desire as my clitoris throbs, letting the anticipation build. Desire, making me want him to take me here and now. But his lips go straight to my inner thighs, and I let out an enormous sigh. 

“Professor, please. I need you to touch my pussy. It is aching for you. Please, I need you inside me.” 

Professor Langley lifts his head and shakes it while shaking his finger at me. I groan in frustration and throw my head back to the floor. His lips meet my inner thighs again. He kisses up and down my thighs repeatedly. Coming dangerously close to my pussy each time he kisses back up my thighs. He leaves his lips there, right beside my pussy. He is teasing me, torturing me. Making my need for him grow with each passing second. I can't help but wiggle under his touch. I can't take it anymore. I need him. I really need him.

I put my hands above my head, grasping for anything to hold on to. To help keep me in this beautiful but torturous moment. Suddenly, Professor Langley laps his tongue against my pussy lips. Licking all my spilled juices up while moaning. He takes his time, making sure he doesn't miss a single drop. Once he has licked every inch of my pussy lips, he uses his tongue to open my lips up, exposing my clit for him to tease and pleasure. He focuses solely on my clit, making sure he doesn't break the barrier at my entrance. I groan loudly. I really need him inside me. But his tongue on my clit sends me so close to orgasm. I arch my back, and my hands immediately find themselves in his hair. I buck my hips into his face on instinct. I am getting closer. I can feel my juices running as he greedily laps them up. My orgasm washes over me in waves. My cum, squirting out of me, soaking his face. I can't control my moans. They are getting louder the closer I get to my climax. He puts his hand over my mouth to muffle my moans as we don't need to get caught in the act. He suctions his mouth around my pussy lips as I reach my climax, and the last of my cum squirts out of me. He doesn't want to waste a single drop. My body falls limp under him. He has completely satisfied my body and my mind. 

Professor Langley grabs my clothes and helps me get dressed as I come down from my mind-blowing orgasm. He pulls me onto his lap and holds me close. Stroking my hair and kissing my forehead.

“You did so well for me, Summer. I know you wanted me to have you now, but it's not the right time. Your first time should be special.” He whispers as he kisses my forehead again. “And trust me, Summer, I will make it special.”