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Miranda froze as the professor undid the button and pulled the skirt down so that it slid to the floor. She knew what was happening was wrong and suddenly started to struggle again as the professor forced a hand between her legs and stroked fingers on her panties. “No…,” she moaned. “My boyfriend will…,”

“… never know,” finished the professor. He grabbed at the panties and pulled them down to expose the naked pussy below. Miranda continued to protest, but her voice got weaker as the touch on her bare skin sent a shudder through her body. The panties were pushed down her legs and suddenly she was being dragged across the room and thrown face down on the bed. Professor Benson held her down as he pulled the panties off. He then pushed her t-shirt up and released the hooks of her bra. He was so strong that Miranda could do little to stop him as he pulled her up and dragged the t-shirt and bra from her body. She was left naked and she squealed as she was yanked to her feet and dragged across to the bathroom door. Her pulse was racing as her body responded to the rough treatment. She still knew what was happening was wrong, but she was powerless to stop it. A thought ran through her mind that she should be screaming the place down, but instead let the professor guide her to the bathroom and push her inside the shower cubicle. He reached in to turn the faucet and Miranda closed her eyes as the water suddenly cascaded over her head and down her naked body. She lifted her hands to push her hair back from her forehead and shuddered as fingers clamped onto her breast. The rush of pleasure took her by surprise and the shudders became more violent as the fingers stroked over the soft mound and tweaked at her nipple. She couldn’t hold back the moan as the professor’s hand moved from breast to breast, touching and stroking as he played.

Miranda opened her eyes as the flood of water over her head suddenly stopped. She saw Professor Benson with the showerhead in his hand and he worked the settings to turn the water to a more forceful massage setting. “Show me your pussy and clit,” he ordered.

“What?” asked Miranda.

“Use your hands to open yourself up,” the professor went on.

The teenage girl felt her body responding to the kinky demands of her college professor and couldn’t stop her hands stroking down her body. They worked between her thighs and slid either side of her pussy lips. She worked her fingers into the folds of skin and knew that the wetness wasn’t just coming from the shower water. A shiver rippled along her spine as she pulled herself open so that she exposed everything to the watching man. The strong flow of water hit her midriff and as Professor Benson directed it lower the teenage girl could feel an incredible sensation overwhelming her body. Her knees buckled slightly as the flood of water caressed her clit and she let out a moan. The showerhead was pushed close so that her clit was being massaged forcefully and Miranda pulled herself wider to get the full effect. She glanced up and saw the look of lust on the professor’s face. Doubts rose in her mind yet again, but the thrill of what was happening pushed them aside.

When the next command was thrown at her she obeyed it immediately. “Turn around,” Professor Benson ordered. The flow of water worked over her ass cheeks and made her clench her buttocks. “Spread them open,” the professor demanded.

Miranda felt like a slut, but again complied instantly with the request. Her fingers tightened around her ass cheeks and as she pulled them open the strong jet of water struck her asshole. She let out a squeal as the sensation rushed through her body. It almost took her breath away and as the showerhead moved closer the experience just got better. Her squeals got louder as the professor stroked fingers onto her ass and worked them in circles around the rim of her asshole until they reached the center. The strong jet of the water and the gentle caress of the fingers were like nothing she’d ever experienced before. Miranda closed her eyes again as she leaned forward and spread her ass cheeks wider. The finger pushed harder at her asshole and a shudder wracked her body. The touch opened her up a little and the sensation of her asshole closing around the fingertip brought out the loudest squeal yet.

Professor Benson laughed. “Not protesting now are you,” he teased as he worked his finger a little deeper.

Oh fuck, though Miranda, I shouldn’t be doing this, but again her desire for more overwhelmed her doubts and she made no effort to stop the professor. He finally pulled back and returned the showerhead to its mount. He moved into the cubicle behind Miranda and this time it wasn’t a finger that she felt brushing across her asshole. She shivered at the prospect of having her ass fucked, but the professor seemed to have other ideas. He spun her round and leaned forward to kiss her and Miranda gasped at the force of the lips pressing onto her own. The desire in them was obvious and she could tell how much the older man wanted her. It brought out an arousal that she couldn’t hold back and she threw herself into the kiss. Hands moved to her shoulders and she felt the pressure pushing her down. She knew straight away what the professor wanted, but resisted him to build the anticipation. He pushed ever more forcefully and in the end there was no way Miranda could resist him and she dropped to her knees. The erection of the professor was suddenly right in her face and she saw how solid it was. She just stared at it, but the hand on the back of her head pulled her forward and she nuzzled her face against the hardness. When she pulled back a little, Miranda flicked out her tongue and licked at the balls and then worked a touch slowly up to the tip of the cock. It twitched strongly as she licked and she brought a hand up to clasp her fingers around the base of the shaft. Pulling it towards her face she licked eagerly at the sensitive skin of the wet head and again felt like a slut. It made her shudder, but there was suddenly no stopping as she kissed onto the tip and then parted her lips to let the cock slide inside her mouth. The feel of the water cascading over them seemed to add something extra to the experience. Miranda had never made love in a shower and being forced into it by a college professor was the kinkiest experience of her life. She knew she should feel guilty for cheating on her boyfriend, but suspected that even if she tried to stop the professor was going to take what he wanted from her.

With the thoughts racing around in her mind, Miranda caressed her lips around the erection and pushed lower. The sound of the moans was drowned out a little by the water, but as she looked up and saw the expression on the professor’s face she knew just how turned on he was getting. She started to work her mouth along the solid length and slowly let the rhythm build. Each time her head bobbed down she tried to take more until she could feel the tip of the shaft nudging onto the soft skin at the back of her throat. Oh shit this is really dirty, she thought, but there was no denying how turned on she was getting. As she continued to suck cock the professor slid a hand to her breast and closed his fingers around it tightly. The sensation added more to the experience and Miranda started to go wild. She could hardly believe what she was doing, but the feel of the cock driving inside her mouth was a turn on that she didn’t want to lose and she only stopped when the professor finally pushed her back. She could see how heavily he was breathing and wondered just how close she had pushed him to a climax.

Professor Benson reached to the faucet and turned the water off. He grabbed Miranda’s upper arm and pulled her to her feet and then out of the shower cubicle. Water splashed all over the floor as she was led back to the bedroom and pushed face down onto the single bed. The feel of her ass cheeks being spread brought out a whimper and as the tongue licked onto her she bucked up against the touch. Professor Benson licked a wet trail up her spine and Miranda whimpered again as he kissed onto her neck and worked his lips to her ear. “You’re mine,” he said softly and Miranda shivered. The thought that she couldn’t stop what was going on brought out her excitement even more and she felt the weight of the professor pushing down on her. He forced his hard length into her butt crease and worked it against her asshole. Miranda was breathing heavily and waited to see what she was going to be forced to do next. The professor finally got up and moved to stand on the floor at the bottom of the bed. Miranda shrieked as he grabbed her ankles and pulled her down the bed. He forced her up to her knees and she moved to get on all fours.

“No,” he ordered. “Lift your ass up, but keep your face pressed onto the mattress.” Miranda did as she was told and shuddered at the touch of the fingers onto her hips. The professor pulled her back until her ass was only inches from his cock and she groaned as it stroked onto her. Grabbing around the base of his shaft, Professor Benson worked his cock between Miranda’s thighs so that he could stroke the tip onto her pussy lips. She gasped at the sensation of the cock teasing her pussy and felt her anticipation rising as she waited for it to be fucked inside. The professor seemed in no hurry though and stroked fingers to Miranda’s asshole as he continued to tease her pussy lips with his cock. “Tell me how much you want me,” he ordered.

Miranda stayed silent, suddenly not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing just how turned on he was making her. The rough spank onto her ass quickly changed her mind though. “Oh fuck I want you,” she managed to get out as the pain surged through her body.

“From now on I plan to use your body when I want,” the professor went on. “And your not going to stop me are you?”

“No,” Miranda quickly answered, not wanting to feel another spank onto her ass. A shiver caressed along her spine as she felt the head of the cock being worked to her wet pussy opening. Her pulse was racing at the sensation of her pussy lips being spread open and she pushed her face harder to the mattress as the cock slid deeper. The thickness split her open and she gasped as the professor suddenly rammed his hips forward so that his body slapped onto her ass. She could feel the full length inside her and squeezed herself around it. The hands gripped more tightly onto her hips as the professor readied himself to fuck tight, teen pussy. His hips started to rock back and forward as the heat of the moment took hold and he slowly worked his cock in and out of the wet hole in long, smooth strokes. Miranda bit onto the bedcovers as the pleasure coursed through her veins. She started to force herself back against the thrusts of the professor so that she was taking the cock more forcefully.

“I want to cum,” she moaned as her excitement spiralled higher.

“Play with your clit,” he ordered and Miranda wasted no time in stroking fingers to the top of her pussy lips. She brought her clit out of the wet folds of skin and felt the thrill of touching onto it. The cock started to pummel her harder as the professor increased his tempo and the sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room. Miranda squealed as she roughly played with her clit. She was suddenly desperate for the orgasm and worked the erect nub to help bring it on. The professor’s frantic thrusts drove his cock inside her pussy forcefully and Miranda felt the climb towards the release of tension gathering pace. The arousal in her body rushed out of control as she abused her clit and felt the erection fucking in deep time and time again. Miranda closed her eyes tightly as she was swept to the edge of a climax and she let out a loud cry as it suddenly took hold of her body. As her pussy closed around the hardness, Professor Benson continued to fuck her. Her body suddenly lit up with pleasure as the climb towards a shattering high, ended. The heat rushed out from her pussy and she felt alive like never before. Her body tensed as the peak of the climax shook her and she cried out Professor Benson’s name as he continued to use her as his slut.

As the relaxation finally took hold, Miranda pushed herself back against the professor. He pushed in deep and ground his body against her as he decided how he was going to finish. Miranda could do nothing but wait and groaned as the cock was pulled out of her pussy. “No…,” she gasped as the head of the cock touched onto her asshole. The spank onto her ass brought out a louder gasp and she knew there was no point in resisting. Professor Benson forced himself onto her and groaned as he worked past the resistance of the tight hole and made the teen girl submit to his will. He groaned at the tightness that suddenly closed around his erection and pushed harder to get himself deeper. He made Miranda take his full length and then ordered her to spread her ass cheeks. She whimpered when she did as she was told, grabbing her ass cheeks and spreading them apart. It totally exposed her to the professor and he took full advantage by starting to stroke his shaft in and out. Miranda’s whimpers got louder as her asshole was abused by cock, but there was nothing she could do but take what she was being given. She never let her boyfriend use her ass, but there was no stopping the professor as he increased the tempo until his cock was flashing in and out of the tight hole like crazy. He could feel himself slowly losing control and began to struggle to hold himself back. Knowing that he had complete control over the teen girl to make her do whatever he wanted was an incredible turn on and he fucked her ass harder and faster as he pushed himself towards completion. The sudden tightness in his balls signalled the onset of his release and he pushed in deep as the cum suddenly rushed from him.

Professor Benson arched his back and pushed his hips forward to drive deep inside the tight hole as his cock jerked out streams of white. He could feel his body juddering as he lost his load and before he completely emptied himself, he pulled out so that he could watch his cum splashing onto the teen girl’s ass. It was an erotic sight to see the streaks of white landing on the smooth skin and he stroked his cock eagerly to get every last drop out. Miranda waited until she was sure that Professor Benson was finished before dropping down to the bed. Her body was heaving as the excitement of the sex slowly faded and she worked to get control of her senses again. Fuck, she thought as she felt the fingers stroking the cum into her skin, is this just the start? She wondered if she would be forced to have sex all weekend.