@freshmoneyalmondathlete: I was wondering if I could request a Minerva McGonagall x student female reader where the reader saves Minerva’s life by bonding their souls together by accident of course the reader didn’t mean to do that but she just couldn’t bare to see Minerva die… They both had an unspoken attraction and bond between them before but couldn’t act upon it since it was though wrong to have a relationship with student but now their souls are intertwined they both can feel when other is in pain, envious and lustful and so forth and even though they have tried to stay away from each other they just can’t and things happen when Minerva thinks a very passionate though about reader and the reader feels that and after class when the students are supposed to asleep reader goes to Minerva’s room to confront her and all the forbidden thoughts and feelings turn into actions.
@darklightluminary: If you could you don’t have to can you do a Minerva McGonagall x reader cause I would love to read it
Words ~ 3000
Warning: teasing, sexy teasing (?), some stuff about smell and panties
@freshmoneyalmondathlete: I was wondering if I could request a Minerva McGonagall x student female reader where the reader saves Minerva’s life by bonding their souls together by accident of course the reader didn’t mean to do that but she just couldn’t bare to see Minerva die… They both had an unspoken attraction and bond between them before but couldn’t act upon it since it was though wrong to have a relationship with student but now their souls are intertwined they both can feel when other is in pain, envious and lustful and so forth and even though they have tried to stay away from each other they just can’t and things happen when Minerva thinks a very passionate though about reader and the reader feels that and after class when the students are supposed to asleep reader goes to Minerva’s room to confront her and all the forbidden thoughts and feelings turn into actions.
@darklightluminary: If you could you don’t have to can you do a Minerva McGonagall x reader cause I would love to read it
Words ~ 3000
Warning: teasing, sexy teasing (?), some stuff about smell and panties
You went back to school at almost the same time you left school a year ago. You didn’t have to catch up with any lessons, as you were ahead with most of the stuff anyway.
It was weird going back to school and going to class with people who were younger than you, and now were in the same class with you. You were also a bit angry that you missed your birthday, but on the plus side you were of legal age, but why is Minerva avoiding you again?
You were sitting in your room. Because of the situation you found yourself in, you were given your private room. You were thinking about your last day in the hospital, when you were going to be transported to Hogwarts. Minerva was with you then. It was the second time you saw her since you woke up.
As soon as you finished talking about the phoenix cry, Minerva returned to school and has not visited you anymore. It was probably her way of dealing with the situation, but she could tell you that it’s going to be alright, that she needs time, and shouldn’t leave you alone for almost a month.
So when she showed up and started treating you like a student again, you were furious. During this time, while you were in the hospital, you could feel her feelings from time to time. You knew when the students made mistakes in the lesson because she was furious at the time that they might have caused an accident. You knew when someone was getting a good grade because you suddenly felt a great deal of pride, rather it wasn’t because you ate your entire dinner.
You also felt the feelings that were directed towards you. They were easier to read, and you knew she missed you in the evenings and that she was angry with herself for treating you like that.
That’s why you didn’t know why she treated you like this when you finally met. You knew she wasn’t going to throw herself in your arms because that’s not her style, but she might say something as you walked past her. You knew that she felt your rage and for a moment you thought that she was going to do something, but she just hung her head and didn’t interrupt your path.
You were sitting in your room, wondering how much you could hold on like this. You love her, and you know that you are not indifferent to her, but you would like to hear it from her, so you were not surprised when you got up with the intention of going to her and expressing your feelings again.
It was after the silence of the night, but you were not afraid that someone would catch you. Even so, they will surely understand that you are unable to fall asleep through nightmares and need to speak to Professor McGonagall.
When you were close enough to notice the door to her chamber, it opened, and you noticed Minerva standing behind it. When she looked at you, you noticed that she was not in the mood. She left the door and disappeared inside, but did not close it. You went in, and you wanted to do it, but the door slammed shut by itself.
You looked around the room and found that much hadn’t changed. In fact, it’s just the bar that is new. The bar that is now open and the bottle of fire whiskey is taken out. You don’t know how much Minerva had already drunk, but she was sitting on the couch, glass in hand, staring at the fire.
You sat down next to her on the couch and squeezed your hands. You didn’t know what to do or what to say, so you sat in silence for a while until Minerva sighed and put the glass down on the table. She looked at you and wanted to say something, but closed her mouth and gave up, but kept looking at you. You decided to take the risk and grabbed her free hand that lay between you. You were angry with her, yes, but the sight of her, dimmed your feelings a little. Her next actions extinguished them completely.
Minerva moved closer to you and rested her head on your shoulder without letting go of your hand. She even squeezed it tighter, so you wouldn’t take it away. You looked at her. She had her eyes closed, and you felt her calming down. So you decided to give her a moment more, and you will start with the topic you came here with in the first place.
“You can start right now. I know what you come with, but let’s talk as if I don’t know anything.” You got a little scared when you heard her voice, you were not prepared for it.
“So you have to stop listening to my thoughts. Anyway, do you do it often?” You knew she could do it, but you thought it didn’t happen often, as you never heard her thoughts.
“No. When you’re away, I can’t hear anything. I just know how you feel.” She paused and wondered if she should say anything else. “Sometimes in our lessons, I still know what you are thinking.”
You blushed, you both knew what she meant, but it’s not your fault that she loves shirts and looks really good in them, and certainly even better without them. You heard a soft chuckle as she snuggled against your side even more.
“How much did you drink?”
“Are you really asking that?” you felt your question stress her out. “I opened that bottle about an hour ago.”
You looked at the whiskey. About ¾ of the bottle was drunk, so you weren’t surprised that her behavior is different from what you see in everyday life.
“Why do you ignore me? I don’t count on you to confess your love to me as I do to you, but I was telling the truth, Minerva.” You felt her hand tighten even tighter. “I love you, and you hurt me with your behavior.”
There was silence for a moment. You told what was on your heart so that she would understand. Now it’s her turn to speak. You will give her time to think.
“I don’t have to wonder because I know why I’m acting this way.” She rose to look at you. “You know how I feel about you. Does it need saying?” She put her hand on your cheek. “But you are still my student. We have to wait. Please, wait for me like I was waiting for you to wake up.” She came close to you and rested her forehead with yours. “Please.”
You knew you would wait as long as it took. You will do anything for her. You noticed that she smiled at your thought. You will do anything for her as soon as she stops listening to your thoughts. You heard her giggle, which might have been the sound you would have listened to for the rest of your days. You will do anything for her if she will kiss you now.
This time, Minerva pulled away from you and her lips didn’t have that smile that you loved so much. She shook her head, but you could see her gaze at your lips. You felt her consider your request and hoped she would agree. After all, you’ve been dreaming about those lips for so many months, even years. You don’t know how much longer you can take. You will wait for her, but it would be nice to live it now and have…
You felt her lips on yours. At first, it was just their touch, but almost immediately it began to move them and bring yours to life. You put your hand on her cheek and moved even closer to her, if it was possible. You kissed her back with all the feeling you had for her put into this kiss.
You tried to feel as much as possible for her. Know her taste and remember it, because you don’t know when another such situation may happen to you. The taste of the whiskey bothered you a bit, but as your tongues fused in a wild dance, the alcohol faded quickly, and you could only focus on her sweet taste.
It did not take long because you were slowly running out of strength and air. Minerva moved away from you first, and you immediately wanted to follow her, but a hand on your shoulder stopped you. You opened your eyes, you didn’t even realize when you closed them. You looked at Minerva and you were surprised where she was. You might not notice your eyes closed, but not notice the woman landing on your lap? A bit strange.
She gently got off you and sat down next to you for a moment. She gave you one goodnights last kiss on the cheek and quickly disappeared through the door that led to her bedroom.
All the way to your room, you had a big smile on your face, and nothing could possibly remove it. You fell asleep right away when you put your head on the pillow and dreamed of a future together with Minerva. Involuntarily, you wondered if she was dreaming the same, and if it was her hand that was really hugging you.
You had the impression that Minerva was doing everything to make your waiting time harder until the end of the year. You have heard her thoughts in class and when she noticed it, she started to tease you and distract you. Her feelings were also not helping as she watched you during the test and felt the love flowing from her. This was the first time you got Exceeds Expectations from Transfiguration.
Of course, you weren’t lazy, either. You didn’t know if she could feel your feelings, but often during the day you thought about how much you loved her, and hoped it would upset her just as her behavior made you feel. When at one point in the day you started seeing images that portrayed you both in more intimate situations than they should have been, you decided to play her game. You didn’t know if she was getting your messages as well, or if she had the ability to peek into your dreams, so you had to act in the real world.
You had a flair for transfiguration, but also for spells. Being away from her, to make your bond weakest, you tested that the distraction spell was working properly. You didn’t want her in trouble, that wasn’t your goal. You just wanted to tease her.
Therefore, when you were ready, you chose one of your last Friday lessons. In the morning you prepared yourself and all day you checked for the last time if no one would notice anything strange.
At Transfiguration, you sat closer than usual so that Minerva had a perfect view of you as she conducts the lesson. In the morning, you felt someone upset her and hoped your plan would cheer her up. You weren’t going to make it worse for her.
As the lesson began and as you walked over to your desk, you cast a distracting spell over your place and yourself. You noticed that Minerva noticed your move, but did not comment on it. You smiled broadly at her and winked. The flush on her cheeks was so small and imperceptible that if you didn’t know her well, you wouldn’t even notice it. But thanks to that, you were sure that the spell was not working on her.
While she was checking the attendance list, you’ve decided to start having fun. You took the spell off your clothes, your skirt got shorter, revealing your long legs. You had stockings whose lace was visible, you hoped it was only for your sweetheart.
Your shirt has changed as well, its fabric has become more sheer and your Black Bra has become visible. The neckline of this shirt also changed, it was much bigger and if you unfasten one top button, your breasts would be very visible.
It took a while to take off the spell, and in the meantime you changed your sitting position. You crossed your leg and rested your chin in your hands, which squeezed your breasts, which now looked as if they were about to come out of your shirt.
When Minerva got to your name, you were ready. You smiled at her again and raised your hand. Several people looked at you, but nothing strange was noticed. But Minerva did. It lasted for a second, but you notice her gaze running over your body. This second was invisible to the students, as Minerva kept checking the list as if nothing had happened, but you felt her confusion and uncertainty, but also curiosity, and you had the feeling that you felt something like an awakening desire.
You didn’t hear her thoughts, you didn’t even want to, because she would tell you to stop, and you don’t want to. Therefore, every time her gaze returned to you, you would look into her eyes, even though you knew that her gaze was wandering to other places. When she got up from the desk to start the lesson, you shifted your position so that she had the best view of you. When she turned to the blackboard, you took your leg off and opened it a little. You knew that from where she stands, she should have a perfect view of what was happening under the bench.
You waited patiently for her to turn around, her gaze immediately focused on you, and more specifically on your legs. Her voice didn’t change for a second, although you knew her cats eyes made her see your underwear. It is possible that she also cast a spell on herself so that the students would not notice anything. It’s better for you because you don’t have to worry about her. Her gaze was still on you, even though she continued the lesson.
You moved your hips, moved closer to the end of the chair and back again. You’ve been wondering when your body scent would reach her, it should be quickly through her keen cat senses. Minerva, seeing your move, abruptly turned to the blackboard and began to write down another point. This lesson will be over very quickly if she continues at this pace.
You think she heard your thoughts because she slowed down and asked you to read, and she gave questions to reflect on. She started to walk between the pews, but didn’t come up to you. It can’t be like that. You pulled a lollipop out of your bag, didn’t specifically use magic to draw attention to yourself, and knew you had achieved your goal when she stood over you as you unwrapped the lollipop.
“Could you explain to me what you are doing?” she asked the question softly enough that people around probably didn’t hear what she said.
“I don’t know what you mean, professor.”
You smiled at her and licked the lollipop before taking it to your mouth. Your gaze traveled to the woman’s neck, where you could notice that she swallowed her saliva with nervousness, but she did not take her eyes off you. Your eyes, however, wandered over her body with concentration. You noticed the exact moment the lollipop started working.
The blush on her face was one of the greatest you’ve ever seen. Who would have expected your tongue on her body to do this to her? The spell you cast on the lollipop was one of many that you found in the library in a very interesting book on erotic magic. Everything you did on the surface of the lollipop, Minerva felt on the piece of skin you chose. You’ve focused on her neck, so that’s where she should feel it.
You were very focused on what you were doing, so you didn’t immediately understand what was happening. Minerva finished class early and everyone started gathering. As the professor walked over to the desk, she leaned against it without looking at you. Without interrupting your activity, you packed with one wave of your wand so that Minerva would not notice you, but as soon as you closed the hall door behind you, you heard her call in your head, but you decided not to be nice to her. She was the one who wanted to wait.
Still with the lollipop in your mouth, you headed to your room as this was your last lesson. You didn’t realize his power was still at work, and now that you aren’t focusing on a specific spot on Minerva’s body, she feels it in random places. Being at your room, you felt a great relaxation that you do not know what caused it. Because how were you supposed to know your tongue just made your sweetheart orgasm?
WARNINGS ⚠︎ manipulation, toxicity, taboo, gangbang/train, professor(s) x student, double penetration, oral (m.receiving), unprotected sex, bukkake, sir kink.
PAIRINGS ♥︎↝ prof!jean, prof!connie, prof!niccolo x f!reader. reader is at least 19+ and attends college.
SYNOPSIS♥︎↝it seems your three favorite professors all have something in common; they have an eye for you as their top student in class. but when your hidden secrets with them is suddenly exposed, you never expected your valentines to end up with all three of them in your guts.
WORD COUNT ♥︎↝ 4,100
NOTES ♥︎↝ this is for @haruchiyo’svalentines collab ! that one clip of jean, connie, and niccolo all together had me in a chokehold so i thought of writing a hot ass smut featuring them. wish all my lovelies a very slutty valentines <33
Lying is the most fun a girl could have.
It’s the best way to get whatever you wanted from men nowadays. Deceiving them into thinking your heart belongs to them and expressing how madly you’re “in love” with them. The college boys you’ve encountered hunt for one of two things; chasing a woman’s heart or carrying their mission. They make women as their trophy when she’s worthy of their reputation, or they finally settle down with what their heart longed for.
Oh, how managed to play well on both things.
It’s quite amusing to see how far you’ve come, having three different men wrapped around your finger. Specifically your professors. You know the game you’re playing is dangerous. You know what’s bound to come if the truth unfolds. But how could you resist the outcomes that feed your precious little ego? The pleasure, the rewards, the entertainment, the feeling of being desired and loomed over… All you had to do was blind your target with your radiance, stimulate their mind until their obsession over you worsens, and achieve your satisfaction out of it.
All it is to you is just innocent fun, a road paved to your entertainment and delight. Driving the dangerous wheels ‘till you break more than one broken heart. You believed that men were just so easy to toy around with. So easy to toy around with until you get bored.
The first man was your law professor; Connie Springer. Such questionable grades you had in his class lead to small conference periods and then tutoring sessions. He was curious. Way too curious. It took him one peak on your personal life, a fake narrative you made up of your struggle in college and at home. Though Professor Connie was skeptical of your made-up sob story, he was intrigued of you deep down. Taking you in, invading his mind everytime he sees you in class. It wasn’t until those discussions escalated; nonstop praising you for being a good, obedient girl for him during tutoring sessions.
“You were making it so obvious you wanted me to fuck you exactly like this. Bent over my desk just for me to ruin your pretty pussy… I’ll release all my stress out on you.”
You take thrill of how easy it was having him wrapped around your finger. It was a rocky process along the way, to fully convince the smart man that you feel the same way he does about you. And you finally got what you desired; the beautiful rewards. Good grades, a place for being his top student, and hardcore sex with him in his office after class. It’s just a fun game for you to play with his mind and feelings to get what you want.
Of course, you grew bored of just one man looming over you. You needed more. You needed the fulfillment and ego boost of playing with a man’s feelings for your own pleasure. It wasn’t until the second man, your culinary professor— Niccolo— was also enticed by you.
It’s fascinating to know there are various ways to win a man’s heart. One is through his stomach, and Niccolo’s absolute weakness is a woman who can cook well and bake sweets. Niccolo’s observed your culinary skills, slowly growing tantalized and captivated by not only the food you made, but by you. He was a good looking man to you, even treats you like you’re already his top student in class. To return his attention, you would leave special treats for him after class with a little note.
“Oh, baby… You taste so sweet. Grind on my tongue. Show me how much bad you wanna cum.”
Sweet treats and flirty little notes had lead to special “cooking sessions” with him after class. Sometimes you’d suck him off. Sometimes he’d let you lie on the counter and eat your pussy. He’d even bend you over the smooth counter, holding one leg up, and hammer into you relentlessly. You loved his dirty talk and the way he fingers you while you’re in his lap, able to make you squirt as lewd as possible. Filthy kitchen sex was the best reward for you when classes are finished and you were bored. When Professor Connie wasn’t available, Professor Niccolo it is.
A few weeks later, a unique scenario with another one of your professors gave you a different kind of fulfillment. English professor Jean Kirstein, the first man to fulfill his mission of chasing after your heart and not just your body. This is what you feared the most; the man wanting whatever you had to be morethan just a fling.
You wanted to ghost him. You wanted to break his heart right there and then. But you held back when Jean offered morethan just good grades, good rankings, and a good reputation for you in college. Outside of school, it caught you completely off guard when he satisfied your materialistic needs. Just as you satisfied him, he offered for you to stay in his luxurious penthouse for as long as you wanted. Aside that, he also offered to help pay for your tuition. He helped pay back your student loans. He helped pay for your car and even bought you a new car. He treated you with designer clothes, bags, shoes, and money straight to your bank account.
And all you had to do to keep a man like him in his life… was “love” him back the way he fell in love with you. He mentioned eloping with him when you graduate. As much as you found marriage and settling down repulsing, turning away from this opportunity would make you lose everything you had. And maybe deep down, the more you spent time with your sweet English professor, you had underlying feelings for him as well. You wouldn’t dare deny it.
Sex with Professor Jean was like Heaven on earth. He prefers to treat you with royalty since he cherishes you deeply, prefering to fuck you in his penthouse with a nice view rather than a classroom. In the car, in the shower, on his large couch by the fireplace… this fling was bound to become a secret relationship with him and you couldn’t do much except endure it for your own benefit. You loved it. You loved how whipped he was for you. You loved how he’d do anything just to make you feel good. Aside Professor Connie and Professor Niccolo, Professor Jean was the man you’d see every weekend.
“Look at how good you’re taking my cock. I know you love when I treat you like this. Let me kiss you again, sweetheart. I wanna taste your pussy again later.”
All these sneaky links with your three professors, yet you treat them all the same as an ego boost and for your entertainment. They were your perfect little boy toys. Professor Connie would be Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays. Professor Niccolo would be Tuesdays and Fridays. Professor Jean would be the whole weekend. It was all going according to plan for the past few months…
But it wasn’t until Valentines Day.
You nearly tremble where you stand, heart beating thickly and erratically when you found yourself cornered. You refused to speak, refused to move your body the slightest at how unprepared you were for the horror before you.
You see Professor Jean laid back in his seat, legs propped up on his desk as he kept twisting his ring. The same ring he gave you. Nearby was Professor Connie leaning against the corner of his desk, arms folded as his impassive gaze drifts to you. Then behind you was Professor Niccolo who leaned against the wall and stuffed his hands in his pockets. It felt like he was inspecting your body language and reaction, how you’d react to such a scenario you never thought would occur.
“You came,” you heard Jean speak darkly, the baritone in his voice reverberating in your head. In the back of your mind, you wished that he would speak to you like that when it was only you two. Curling his finger at you to walk to him as if you were having a punishment. Was it bad that you were slightly turned on by this, but at the same time scared shitless?
You had to think of something quick. Maybe they actually don’t know. Maybe they didn’t find out. Maybe it was just by coincidence all of your favorite boy toys were in the same room who knew you, but you didn’t know all of them at once.
“I— I’m sorry. I think I’m in the wrong room.” You quickly whirl around and grabbed the knob, ready to get the hell out of Jean’s classroom until Niccolo stretched his arm out and slammed the door shut, preventing your escape. The loud slam caused your heart to falter, chest tightening from your anxiety and your fear that they already know.
“You sure about that?” Niccolo rose a brow, his mutter so taunting yet chilling to you the same way Jean spoke earlier. Punishment could go various ways, and as much as you wanted it to escalate in the most filthy way possible, you didn’t wanna face theshame. It would tear your perfect ego. It would cost everything you worked for to fall.
But then again, did you truly belong to any of these men?
“Who told you you could leave?” The brunette professor spoke again. “I specifically called you here for a reason. We specifically called you.”
Professor Connie stood straight, adjusting his tie. “You know her as much as I do, Kirstein. She never listens until she gets punished. And she loves getting punished, am I right?”
Your body was growing hot. Your palms started feeling clammy. Behind was Niccolo’s presence creeping up to you and slamming his hands on your shoulders, causing you to flinch.
“You didn’t think each of us would find out who you’ve been seeing this whole time?” he muttered in your ear. “Such a coincidence that you’ve been fucking my close friends behind my back.”
“Ourbacks,” Professor Connie corrected, his nose flared in exasperation. “You told us that we were special. You told us that you’ve never felt this way about a man before. You said the same, recycled shit to us only so you could use us for sex and whatever you want.”
You needed to steer the attention away from the accusations and maintain composure. It was always your ego and feelings before each of them. But before anything else escalates, you resorted to putting on an innocent façade, victimizing yourself in order to set things your way and save your relationships. Play with their emotions. Let them know who’s in control. Make them fall for every pretty little lie you say.
“What. . ? What are you talking about?” you protested like a whiny puppy to Connie, slipping yourself free from Niccolo’s grip. “You’re the best law professor I’ve known and I’d never do that to you. I was nothing but sweet to you, Professor Connie!”
Connie frowned. “Are you kidding me right now? You’re gonna pull that card on me?”
“No, you wanna know what you really are?” Professor Jean stood up, his blank eyes narrowed at you like he couldn’t recognize you anymore. “You’re just a little whore, aren’t you? Letting anyone with a cock fuck you just to raise your grades? Give you money? Cater to your sweet tooth?”
“Woah, might wanna calm down on the names, Kirstein,” Professor Niccolo interrupted with a smirk. “She loves being called a little whore. She knows her place. But what she doesn’t know is that she’s also a manipulative, spoiled, dumb fucking bitch that’s only good for sex.”
“Really, Professor Niccolo?” you deflected at him, voice growing tender it almost made the man’s heart sink. “I’m the top student in your class and you were in love with the food I made. I admired you as the best cook and that’s how you felt about me the whole time?”
Professor Connie and Professor Niccolo exchanged looks. Professor Jean clenched his teeth, his jawbones more refined when pissed off. “You can’t lie to us anymore. We know what the hell you’ve done and manipulating your way out of this won’t get you out of here.”
You were running out of options. But that doesn’t mean there weren’t an infinite amount of ways this intervention could go. So, you resorted to something that could possibly save your relationships. You knew them long enough, assessing their weaknesses when it comes to you and what makes them much more enticed with you. Somehow, you can tell there was another underlying tension you sensed in the classroom rather than your dirty little secrets getting exposed. Jean kept narrowing his eyes at the two other professors speaking, specifically Niccolo right next to you.
“I— I don’t know what you guys are getting so upset for!” you consoled, darting your gaze to the three men and then to Jean. “I’ve always been good to all of you and now you’re shaming me for it? I’m sorry if I made you all upset. And Professor Jean, you know how much I respect you.”
You sauntered to the brunette professor with doe eyes and a coy façade, voice fading to a soft mutter. “How could you say that to your favorite student? After what I’ve done for you to keep you happy and… feel good…”
There was a pause. Professor Jean felt his heart somehow stutter. The honey in your voice as you spoke tentatively. The way your gleaming eyes weaved through his, and the lovely sight of your figure up close. His expression softened, but then faded back to frustration.
It was working.
These three men were whipped for you, regardless.
“I— I hate the way you’re trying to play coy. But at the same time,”—he side eyes Niccolo and Connie—“I hate how other men are making you feel good when it should only be me.”
“Oh, really now?” Connie retorted. “You’re fucking the same bitch as me and you don’t think of how I feel after finding out? You think you own her or somethin’?”
“She was never ours in the first place, jackass,” Niccolo hissed. “Not like you had a special connection with her anyways. You just fuck her after school and that’s all.”
“Shut the hell up! It’s not like that.”
“Oh, but did you have a special connection with her outside of school?” bragged Jean. “We’ve already had this fucking conversation before she came. I’m the one that had real chemistry with her.”
“Really? Just by helping her pay for her tuition and giving her matching rings?” scoffed Connie. “You can’t buy love with your fuckin’ money.”
“Yeah, and how do you know she loves you anyways?” Niccolo gibed.
The intervention was steering the way you wanted to be until Niccolo’s question. Although you secretly enjoyed the argument and having the tension turned away from you, you had to stop it right there. You had a perfect idea that just popped in your mind. And thinking about it excited you deeply, feeling your cunt furtively throbbing.
“Guys,guys,” you chimed in with your demure voice, stepping closer in the circle of the three men. “I thought you guys were all good friends, why argue? I know I’ve done some things I shouldn’t have done that caused this mess and I’m sorry but… there are better ways to handle this besides arguing.”
Niccolo gave a look that read, you thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’? Connie and Jean glanced at each other with underlying skepticism, until, you reach both your hands out and caress their arms as if you were closing the circle. A sigh falls from your lips when all of them had their eyes on you, once again blinded by your radiance and beauty that they fell for. Jean can feel your hand travel up his arm so tenaciously, the sweetness of feeling your hand sending a gut feeling in your stomach.
Even though they know what you’ve done, they can never resist the temptation of drinking the heavenly sight of you, desiring nothing more than to have you as theirs. You can see it on each of their eyes. They were possessive. They were enraged. They couldn’t walk away from this, let alone speak under your authority. Your provocation, your prowess, your muse… they can’t escape it.
“You know, if one of you can’t have me… then how about all of you have me at the same time?” you smirked, the deadliest smirk corner to wicked corner of your sweet lips. “You can do whatever you want.”
Professor Connie slanted his head, glancing at Niccolo and Jean, then to you. “Whatever you want, you say?”
“Whatever. You. Want.”
“You truly are a little whore, aren’t you?” sneered Professor Niccolo, inching closer to you to caress your waist until he squeezes your ass.
Professor Jean cupped your cheek, raising your face to look at him and nearly melting at the sight of your doe eyes. “Get on your knees, then. Show how much of a dirty girl you are for us.”
This is exactly how you resolve a conflict with your sneaky links.
In that moment, you were too elated. The sounds of belts unbuckling, slacks unzipping, and your soft gasps of desperation sent the professors ablaze. Like a pack of wild animals during a hunt, it was as if they came up with a plan and were carrying it out together as a team without the need for words. You offered your mouth and hands for them, catering to their hard cocks sitting on your face.
“That’s it, baby,” Niccolo sighed out, throwing his head back. “You know just how I like it.”
You can feel Connie’s fingers suddenly probing into your pussy and rubbing over your clit. You mewled on Niccolo’s cock as he fingered you while Jean jerked off to this sinful sight. It has been a dirty little fantasy you briefly thought about, to get fucked in the most nastiest and filthiest way by all your favorite professors.
“Aw, you must be loving this, aren’t you?” Connie held your chin when Niccolo slipped his cock out, his warm fingers feeling your tongue. All you could reply was a moan and a weak nod, your eyebrows furrowed when he kept fucking your pussy with his fingers.
“You’ll address all of us as sir, understand?” Jean said as his cock already coated with precum rubbed on your face.
“Yes— yes, sir,” you weakly uttered before he shoved his cock all the way down your throat. He grabbed your head and pushed it back and forth, softly groaning at the sensation of your throat around him. You never disappoint him with the head you give him.
Everyone in the room can hear how wet you are, how much you’re enjoying yourself. Your cunt was ready for all of them, so slick and puffy you couldn’t wait longer for them to make you cum. Your clit was ready, hard and twitching and straining from Connie’s stimulation; so cruel and merciless, just like anytime he fucked you during tutoring sessions.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Jean grunted out, hearing you choke on his sweet cum when he released in your mouth and coating his cock like honey on a stick.
“Get her on the desk,” said Niccolo.
The men were aggressive. The men were greedy. The men were like animals. You grew wetter and wetter with every rough move they made on you, like Jean ripping open your blouse from his impatience and Connie shoving your skirt up to your waist. He laid down on the desk and sets you on top of him in reverse cowgirl, his cock ready for you to sit on.
“You may have taken us one at a time, but can you handle us all at once?” Jean teased, his dick rubbing the folds of your open cunt.
“Fuck… please, please, please,” you whimpered, already overstimulated from such arousal your pussy and your thighs were glimmering with pools of wetness. “Please, sir. I want all your cocks in me. I want you to use me as you wish. Fuck me like the dirty slut I am.”
Connie spanks your ass from beneath, harsher on the side where your cute little devil heart tattoo was. “We know, baby, we know,” he sighed softly, chuckling along with Niccolo. “Sit on my cock, princess. You know what to do. Ride me and let Jean and Niccolo see how well you take me.”
You obeyed, spreading your legs further and inserting his dick into your cunt it made your head cloudy from the intensity. You proceeded to buck your hips back and forth, then use your lower body strength to bounce on him while circling your hips. Your moans were so uncontrollable, so raw and useless to maintain when he kept hitting the right spot like always in your cunt.
Connie held onto your hips and threw his head back at how good you’re taking him. Your thighs were starting to quiver. You can feel an orgasm nearing. You can feel all the tension build up. But before you were about to hit your high, Connie forces you to stop moving and slide his cock in your asshole, causing you to mewl louder. That’s when Jean dipped his cock into the combined wetness of your pussy, thrusting a few times that your mouth fell agape. Your pathetic moans filled the room, too brainless at how harsh the professors were fucking your holes. Niccolo stood on the desk and grabbed your head to make you suck him off. Your holes were all occupied at the same time.
“Fuck. You look so hot right now,” grunted Jean as he pushed your legs further to spread them wider. “Gonna keep cumming in your pussy. Take everything.”
Your cunt was becoming overly slick with the copious amounts of cum that was being pumped into it, dripping between your legs and onto Connie’s cock. Your ass was stretched, more than it had ever been, from the ongoing penetration then withdrawal of their cocks, with the different sizes and with different fucking techniques.
Soon you were bent over the desk, Niccolo fucking you while you sucked off Connie. Then you were on top of Jean while on the carpet, thrusting into you like an animal in heat as you took turns sucking off Connie and Niccolo. Multiple positions and multiple orgasms lead to a huge mind break. Not a proper sentence could be formed with such slurred speech and exhaustion.
You were a whore that was good for nothing but a fuck. A depository for the professor’s cum, just holes for fucking and a toy to torture. Your cunt was now battered and bruised, ass slapped multiple times raw by their strong, masculine hands, and both holes stretched and aching from the amount of cock. Even when they weren’t inside you, the continual pounding and the oozing cum throbbed in your walls. The professors let you on the floor again, releasing their cum all over your face and body. You were too drained to swallow them all, letting the rest of your energy allow you to mutter a simple, “thank you sir.”
You were left like that. Alone, draped in cum. But deep down you believed they still weren’t satisfied, and them stopping was just a break to recuperate their energy. By the time you fell asleep, you woke up in an empty storage closet, arms tied up above your head and yoir body in an irritating position. You were squatting, your legs tied together as well and spread far apart to prevent from closing them. Your mouth was also covered by ductape.
You feel something throbbing in your pussy again, making you moan pathetically until you realized there was a vibrating dildo taped inside your cunt. You kept squirming around, helpless and weak from the ropes, and the hot, intense sensation of the vibrator. It was dark. Nobody was outside. You had no idea how you got here, but all you could embrace was the torment of this forbidden pleasure. Cumming repeatedly until you make a mess of yourself, tugging on the ropes and shamelessly grinding against that vibrator.
An hour later the door opens to Professor Connie, smirking at you and the masterpiece of a little slut you were made into.
“Karma’s a bitch, isn’t it?” he chuckled. “You’re nothing but a sex toy for us now, understand?”
Y/N bit her lip as she looked thoughtfully at her professor, Professor Marc Spector. She watched him write something on the board and tighten his shirt on his arms. Ever since she started studying, she had wanted him. But who would blame her? Just about every one of his female students wanted him and had a crush on him. The chances of him noticing her among all of them was pretty slim, but it didn’t stop her from fantasizing. “Miss Y/L/N?” a voice asked, waking her from her thoughts. She shook her head slightly as she tried to get clear and realized that Professor Spector was talking to her. “Um…yeah?” she asked quietly. Marc pointed to the whiteboard. “Can you answer the question?” he asked, and she read what it said. “No, sir,” she said, blushing as she looked at her table. “Pay attention next time,” he said sternly before turning to the rest of the class, “Can someone else answer the question?”
For the rest of the lesson she tried to concentrate as best she could and it worked, at least a little. Finally, she exhaled in relief when the lesson was over and hastily packed up her things. “Miss Y/L/N, please come to my office later,” Professor Spector said and Y/N nodded slightly before walking out of the lecture hall. She went to his office right after her last class, the office hour was already over and the hallways were already empty. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves, not knowing what to expect. Her grades in his course were the worst, she thought, all right, one of the worst next to Professor Laufeyson’s. But why did even two rather attractive men have to choose to be professors at her university of all places, and in courses she needed for her degree to boot? Finally, she knocked on the door and heard Professor Spector’s voice telling her to enter. She did and froze when she saw him sitting at his desk, but that wasn’t the reason she froze; the reason was that Professor Laufeyson was also sitting in one of the two chairs in front of his desk. “Close the door, Miss Y/L/N,” Marc said, and Y/N gulped but did as he asked, “Sit down.” She took a seat next to Loki and couldn’t help blushing as they both stared at her.
“Do you know why you’re here?” asked Professor Laufeyson, crossing his arms in front of one chest. “I…I know I didn’t pay attention in class today, but I’m going to-” she said, but broke off when Marc raised his hand. “You’re failing both my class and Professor Laufeyson’s class,” he said sternly, leaning forward, “What’s the reason? You’re a really good student in every other class.” She looked down at the table. “I’m sorry, I’ll try to improve-” “Well, you’ve already said that really often and we’re not so convinced anymore since you seem to be distracted all the time,” Professor Laufeyson explained. She looked up and looked at the two men. “Please, I can’t fail. I promise-” “What’s the reason you’re distracted?” asked Professor Spector curiously. “I…um…I have a lot on my mind with my studies and-” “We meant the real reason,” Loki said, raising his eyebrows, “Since I think you’re lying right now.” She held her breath; she couldn’t possibly tell them the real reason, could she? Marc leaned back in his chair again. “If you don’t talk to us, then you’ll just have to fail,” he said simply, and Y/N looked at him with wide eyes. Professor Spector stood up and walked around the table to sit on the edge of the desk. “Please, I need these classes,” she pleaded with him, “I will do anything-” “Then tell us the truth about why you’re always distracted-” Loki began to say. “Because of you!” she exclaimed, suddenly realizing what she had said; Loki raised his eyebrow. “Because of us?” he asked, smiling. God this is so embarrassing, she thought. “I…I’m sorry,” she said, getting up from her chair to storm out of the office, but before she could reach for the doorknob, she was spun around and pushed against the door. “Where do you think you’re going?” asked Marc softly, and Y/N felt like she couldn’t breathe. “I…I…” she stuttered, unable to find clear words when he was so close to her. Professor Spector leaned his arm against the door next to the side of her head and ran his finger over the side of her neck. “So how do we distract you?” he asked, looking into her eyes. “Yes, you do,” she said softly. “Do you dream of fucking us?” he said, and she gasped at his words, but finally nodded. His hand traveled down over her waist to her back to her ass. Suddenly Professor Spectors were on hers and he began to kiss her passionately. It took her a few seconds to understand what was happening before she kissed him back. Marc wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against him. Y/N had almost forgotten everything around her, even that Professor Laufeyson was also in the office. “Aren’t you a really naughty girl?” asked Loki in her ear as he started kissing her neck. She whimpered against Marc’s lips and moaned as she felt his erection pressing against her. The two professors’ hands roamed over her body and she couldn’t tell exactly who was touching her where; she was too absorbed in the feel of them. Professor Spector locked the door and broke off the kiss. “Do you think you deserve to be fucked by us?” asked Marc, beginning to massage her breasts. “Please,” she whimpered and moaned as Loki’s hand moved to her pussy and rubbed it through her pants. Both of her professors smiled mischievously and Marc lifted her up and carried her to his desk before sitting her down on it. He unzipped her pants and pulled them down along with her panties before running his finger over her pussy, moaning as he felt how wet she was. “She seems to enjoy the thought of being fucked by her professors,” Marc said and Loki stroked her pussy with his finger as well. Y/N threw her head back as she moaned and closed her eyes as two fingers thrust into her and began to finger her quickly. She opened her eyes and looked down and saw Marc smiling mischievously at her as he thrust his fingers inside her. Loki also raised his hand and began rubbing her clit quickly. “Oh…God! Professor!” she moaned as Marc curled his fingers inside her and pushed against her G-spot with his fingers. Professor Laufeyson stopped and began pulling up her shirt instead. Marc bent down and sucked on her clit while Loki pulled down her bra. He bent down and took her nipple in his mouth while rolling the nipple of her other breast between his fingers. Professor Spector hummed against her pussy, making her moan. “You’re so tight around my fingers, I can’t wait to feel you around my cock,” he said before continuing to suck on her clit. She could feel herself already beginning to get tighter around him and her climax began to build inside her. Loki gently grazed his teeth over her nipples, making her moan louder. The hallways were empty, so no one would care how loud she moaned. “Do you want to cum?” he asked against her pussy, looking up at her as he pushed his fingers further into her. “Yes, please, Professor Spector, I need to cum,” she begged, reaching into his hair with one hand as she held onto Loki’s shoulder with the other. “Cum for us,” Marc commanded and she immediately came over his face at that command as her body stiffened. She closed her eyes in a daze and barely heard Professor Spector unzip his pants. Y/N suddenly gasped as she felt the tip of his cock pressing against her entrance and looked to him. Suddenly he thrust into her in one quick thrust and she arched her back as she moaned loudly and grabbed the edge of the table. Marc began thrusting hard into her without hesitation; her breasts jiggling with each thrust. Loki stopped sucking on her nipple and opened his pants; he pulled out his cock and grabbed Y/N’s hand as he wrapped it around it and slowly began stroking up and down. She kept moaning as Marc thrust into her and was now stroking Loki’s cock on her own. He thrust into her hand and moaned her name. Professor Spector’s hand moved to her clit and began to rub it quickly. She could already feel another climax building inside her and arched her back as he began to thrust against her G-spot. “Professor Spector! I’m cumming,” she moaned loudly, Marc thrusting into her as deep as he could. “Cum for me,” he said, filling her with his hot cum the moment she came and began to shake. He pulled out of her while she was still dazed from her orgasm and Y/N wailed at the loss, but not for long as she again felt something pressing against her again and looked up at Professor Laufeyson as he slowly thrust into her until he was completely inside her. Loki finally began to pull out of her and began to fuck her quickly. Marc leaned down and kissed her passionately as she moaned into the kiss. “She’s really tight,” Loki told Marc, and Professor Spector laughed as he massaged her breasts. Marc’s lips moved up to her neck and he began kissing it and nibbling on her skin. He released one hand and let it move to her clit as he rubbed it again while Loki quickly thrust deep inside her. Y/N could feel an orgasm again and it was almost too much for her as she tightened around his cock. “Cum one last time,” Loki said and her climax flooded her body and she went limp. Professor Laufeyson thrust into her one last time before filling her with his hot cum. Finally he slid out of her and tucked himself back into his pants while Marc pulled Y/N’s panties and pants back up and helped her up. She moaned as she felt both men’s cum between her thighs. She smiled slightly and blushed. “So we’re not going to fail you, Miss Y/L/N,” Professor Laufeyson said, “But we insist that you get tutoring from us again this Friday” Marc stepped toward her. “Are you okay with that?” he asked, raising his eyebrow. “Yes, Professor Spector,” she said, biting her lip. “Good,” he said, kissing her for a moment before Loki kissed her, too. “Have a good day,” Loki said, and Marc leaned in to her ear. “And if you’re good, next time you’ll take us both at the same time,” Professor Spector said, making Y/N shiver, but smile and nod before she left the office. She could hardly wait for Friday….
Plot:Phoebe is a normal student with a crush on her professor Loki Laufeyson and she doubts her fantasy could ever become real, but then she sends him a fake file and suddenly everything changes between them….
The next few days passed in a blur for Phoebe and she couldn’t bring herself to go back to the university. She couldn’t see Loki. It was too painful to see him again after the meeting with his wife and what good would it do anyway? He would just lie to her again and she would end up warming his bed again. On the fourth day she decided she couldn’t stay here forever, so she put on a dress and did her best to put on makeup so Loki wouldn’t see that she had been crying; she didn’t want him to think she missed him. But when she went into the lecture hall, Loki was not standing at the lectern as usual, preparing for class. She took a deep breath and prepared for the lesson. After the bell rang, he still hadn’t shown up and, although she didn’t want him to, she was worried about him. The dean stepped into the lecture hall and she looked at him in confusion.
“Dear students, unfortunately Professor Laufeyson resigned this morning and thus will no longer be teaching at this university. We will immediately organize a replacement, but for today the class will be cancelled,” he explained. The students rejoiced and they quickly left the lecture hall. “Miss OConnell, please stay.” She froze and looked at him with wide eyes. Did he know about her affair with Loki? She swallowed and walked to him. “Dean Barnes, I-” “I didn’t want to talk to you, as Dean, I wanted to talk to you as a friend of Loki’s, Phoebe, so call me Bucky,” he said kindly and sat down- “Loki told me about your relationship this morning.” “Did you fire him?” she asked quietly. “No, I wanted to forget the whole thing”-he smiled and shook his head-“He said he didn’t want to keep your relationship a secret any longer. The reason I wanted to talk to you, though, was because I wanted to thank you.” “Thank me?” she asked, becoming even more confused about the whole thing. “I’ve seen him happier in the last few weeks than he’s been in a long time, especially when he broke up with Sigyn six months ago-” She quickly interrupted him when she understood what he was saying. “He’s not married anymore?” Bucky frowned and shook his head. “No,” he said slowly. “They’re living in divorce; didn’t Loki tell you?” “No…I just found out a few days ago and I thought they were still married, his…” she explained absently. “Oh,” he said. “So you’re not a couple anymore?” She quickly grabbed her things. “Sorry, Bucky, I have to go” Without another word, she sprinted out of the hall. God, why didn’t she let him explain? She had to clear this with him. Suddenly she stopped in her tracks as she wondered why he had quit. Did he even want to talk to her anymore or did he hate her for not even giving him a chance to explain him and not trusting him one bit? Either way, she had to try to fix it. Phoebe found Sophia with a few other students and pulled her aside. “Sophia, I need to borrow your car,” she spoke quickly. “Um…yeah, sure, but what’s up?” she asked, handing her the car keys. “I need to talk to Loki,” she said. Her friend looked at her with wide eyes, but she shook her head. “I’ll explain later, Sop.” Hastily, she got into the car and drove off to his house. What should she say when she saw him? I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you? She took a deep breath as she pulled over in the driveway before getting out and walking to his front door. Phoebe closed her eyes as she rang the doorbell and it wasn’t long before the door opened. “Thor, I still have to pack, so what did you forget this time?” said Loki quietly, and Phoebe saw that he didn’t seem to feel any better than she did. He suddenly saw her and looked at her in confusion. “Phoebe…I…you…” “May I come in?” He stepped aside and let her walk past him. There were already several boxes in the house, empty or half-filled. “You’re moving?” “I’m going back to Tønsberg, after all, there’s nothing keeping me here,” he said sadly. She turned to him. “I don’t want you to go,” she said, stepping toward him and putting her hand on his chest; he raised his eyebrows in confusion. “Bucky told me the truth, Loki. I should have trusted you.” He looked away from her and she couldn’t gauge what he was thinking. “If I’d told you about it, you wouldn’t have assumed the worst.” She bit her lip and leaned up to kiss him slowly. Loki wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against him. “I want to be the reason that keeps you here, if you still want me,” she said as she leaned her forehead against his. “I’ll always want you,” he declared, kissing her again….
Plot:Phoebe is a normal student with a crush on her professor Loki Laufeyson and she doubts her fantasy could ever become real, but then she sends him a fake file and suddenly everything changes between them….
Phoebe slowly awoke from her deep sleep, blinking as she adjusted to the brightness. She felt Loki’s arm pull her back against him as she moved a little. Carefully, she looked to him and realized he was still sound asleep; she turned in his arm and brushed a strand of hair from his face. He looked completely relaxed and she bit her lip. She still couldn’t believe she was with him. It had already been almost two weeks since that day, but it still felt surreal how quickly their affair had turned into a real relationship. His family was great, except for Odin, who always seemed distant and only looked at her scrutinizingly. Frigga was a great woman and she could understand why Loki loved her so much. Thor and Jane were a wonderful match and he told her funny stories of Loki’s and his childhood that were quite embarrassing to Loki. Fortunately for her, no one seemed to mention anything about their age difference. Since they were back, Phoebe had moved in with him, sort of, since she only went home to get clothes or things for her studies.
She tried to squirm out of his arm, but his grip only tightened. She looked up at him and saw that he had a slight smirk on his lips. Phoebe smiled and leaned down to his chest and kissed her up to his neck before reaching between them and slowly starting to stroke his cock. Loki moaned slightly and it got louder and louder until he finally flipped her over so she was on her back and he was above her. He grabbed her wrists and held them next to her head; she wrapped her legs around his hips and looked at him seductively through her eyelashes. Loki leaned down to her and began kissing her passionately. He rubbed his cock against her wet pussy, but did not thrust into her. “Loki! Please fuck me,” she begged him, but he just smiled mischievously at her. “Do you think you deserve this?” he asked, rubbing the tip at her entrance. “After you’ve already teased me?” “Please, I’ll be a good girl for you, Daddy,” she moaned loudly. Loki paused when he heard her call him Daddy, but then he growled and thrust his entire cock into her in one hard thrust. “Say it again,” he ordered her. “Daddy!” she moaned loudly. Without wasting a moment, he began to fuck her quickly and she arched her back as she enjoyed the feel of him. With her fingernails, she scraped across his back, making him moan her name. Loki turned them both over so that she was sitting on top of him and wrapped his arm around her waist as he thrust into her from below. Phoebe grabbed the headboard and threw her head back as he thrust repeatedly against her G-spot. His hand moved to her pussy and he began rubbing her clit rapidly. She felt her climax begin to build inside her and Loki took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked on it. Her body began to shake uncontrollably and she suddenly climaxed and came all over his cock. She let his cock slide out of her and bent down to take it into her mouth. He wrapped her hair around his hand and began to fuck her mouth. She let her tongue slide over his tip and sucked on him. He thrust into her mouth one last time, filling it with his hot cum. His cock slid out of her mouth and she swallowed his cum. As she sat up, she smiled at him. Her eyes wandered to the clock next to the bed and she quickly stood up. “I’m going to be late!” she exclaimed and quickly began to dress. Loki got up from the bed and wrapped his arm around her waist and, with her back to him, pulled her against his chest. “I can drive you and you’ll still get there more than on time; I don’t have class until later why?” he explained, turning her to face him and lifting her chin so she was looking at him. “I’ll get ready while you eat something, all right?” Phoebe nodded and kissed him before heading down to the kitchen. She heard the shower start to run and made herself a coffee. “Who are you?” a woman’s voice asked from behind her and she turned to face a beautiful woman. “The better question is who are you and what are you doing here?” Phoebe asked her, raising her eyebrows challengingly. “Oh, you must be one of Loki’s whores.” -She opened her mouth indignantly to ask her who she was, to speak to her like that, after all the woman broke in here, but she answered of her own accord- “I am Loki’s wife Sigyn.” She raised her hand and showed a beautiful gold wedding ring. She shook her head in disbelief. “Loki doesn’t have a wife and I’m not his whore, I’m his girlfriend.” “You are how old? Eighteen or twenty years old? I bet you’re one of his students?” -Phoebe looked away from her- “Loki just can’t keep his dick in his pants with young things like you, that’s also why we don’t live together anymore, but we love each other and don’t want to give up our marriage.” Tears started to form in her eyes, but she didn’t want to cry in front of Sigyn. “That’s not true, he loves me,” she denied. “Is that what he told you? That he loves you? That’s pretty naive of you; he doesn’t want love, he just wants sex, and you were easy to have.” She couldn’t speak anymore and her heart felt heavy in her chest. “Phoebe?” called Loki as he walked down the stairs and stepped into the kitchen. He didn’t see Sigyn at first. “What’s wrong?” “Am I not being welcomed?” asked Sigyn, smiling mischievously as Loki’s eyes widened. “What are you doing here, Sigyn?” he asked her coldly. “I’m here to see my husband, honey,” she explained. Loki looked to Phoebe and realized what she had told her. “Honey, it’s not what it seems-” he tried to explain, but Phoebe stopped him. “Is she your wife?” she asked softly, looking into his eyes; Loki looked at the floor and nodded dejectedly. She gasped and could not be near him a moment longer. “Phoebe…” he wanting to explain himself, but as quickly as she could she left the house, not waiting for another lie. Some of her things were still in the house, but she would not return, should he keep them after all. Did his family know he was married? Or did he tell them that he had divorced? How could she be so stupid? A few sweet words from him and she gave him her heart, thinking he loved her too, but how could he when he already had a wife? She slept with a married man all the time and destroyed the marriage. It didn’t matter if he had cheated on his wife before or not. She was also one of his affairs….
Plot:Phoebe is a normal student with a crush on her professor Loki Laufeyson and she doubts her fantasy could ever become real, but then she sends him a fake file and suddenly everything changes between them….
“Phoebe, I promise you there’s no reason to be nervous; my family will love you,” he said, gently caressing her cheek before leaning down and kissing her softly on the lips. “There are the lovebirds!” yelled Thor happily as he stepped out. The two broke their kiss and she laughed as Loki rolled his eyes. “I’m glad you were able to make it to my wedding after all, Phoebe.” -He hugged her happily and she could barely breathe. Finally, he finally released his embrace and she exhaled in relief- “Mother can’t wait to meet the one who stole his heart ever since she heard about you”
“I came too. Am I not important?” he said. Phoebe caressed his cheek and kissed him chastely. “Aww…are you jealous?” she teased him. “No! I’m not jealous that mother wants to meet you,” he tried to contradict. Loki wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against him. “I’m jealous that I have to share you with them, darling.” “I promise you that I belong only to you,” she said, caressing his chest. Thor, who had been watching the two, smiled happily and patted him on the shoulder. “Come, we don’t want to keep our parents waiting.” Thor led them to the house; Loki joined his hand with hers and kissed the back of her hand. Inside the house, several voices could already be heard coming from the living room, and Phoebe began to feel nervous. It had only been a few days since Loki and she had confessed their feelings to each other. She still couldn’t grasp the fact that she was with him and that this was now not just an affair between them. Now meeting his parents made her more than nervous and she wondered what they would think of her. She was twenty-three years old and Loki was seventeen years older than her; she didn’t mind the age difference, but still she wondered if others would accept it as well. Thor didn’t seem to care and was only happy for his brother, as was Sophia. The day after she learned of Phoebe’s relationship with Loki, the two women spoke and she was happy for her friend, though she repeatedly threatened to kick him in the balls if he hurt her, promising her that she would keep it a secret. Loki had to feel it and stopped to kiss her gently on the lips. “I’m always by your side, my love,” he promised her and she nodded. She took one last deep breath before they stepped into the room. Thor was already sitting by a young brown haired woman, she had to be Jane. An older woman with blond hair that appeared golden in the sunlight sat next to a gray-haired man who had an eyepatch over his right eye. Frigga and Odin. Frigga looked to them and smiled broadly as she stood up. “How beautiful! You must be Phoebe!” she said excitedly, giving them a friendly hug. “I’m so glad to meet you!” “Thank you, Miss Borson, I’m happy to be here,” she replied. “Call me Frigga, dear.” -She smiled and nodded. Frigga turned to Loki and gently cupped his cheek-“How was your ride?” “Great,” Loki answered his mother briefly. “Good, I’ll show you to your guest room,” she said, and Loki nodded in agreement. She led the couple up the stairs through a long hallway until she stopped at a room. The room was larger than her entire apartment. “I like her,” Frigga said, and Loki smiled happily. “Don’t let her go.” “I definitely don’t plan to,” he said, glancing at Phoebe through the corner of his eye; his mother kissed him on the cheek before she left. Loki closed the door and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her against him. He leaned down and kissed her softly at first; Phoebe leaned into the kiss and deepened it. Loki pushed her toward the bed and fell onto it with her. She broke the kiss to speak, “Won’t your family be waiting for us?” “Oh yes they will, but we have plenty of time for a quickie,” he said mischievously and she returned his smile. “You’re a pretty dirty professor,” she said as he kissed her neck before looking out. “When you wear short dresses like that, I can’t help it.” -He pushed up her dress and pulled down her panties- “Turn around.” Phoebe did as he asked and turned around on all fours; Loki pushed her dress up again and she heard him quickly unzip his pants. He ran his finger over her wet pussy and moaned. “Are you always this wet?” “Whenever I’m with you.” She buried her face in the varnish to muffle her moans as he thrust hard into her and began to fuck her quickly. He wrapped his hand around her neck and pulled her against his chest, she bit her lip. Loki pulled his cock almost completely out of her until only the tip was in her pussy before thrusting back deep inside her. She arched her back as he pushed against her G-spot and couldn’t hold back a moan; Loki quickly put a hand over her mouth to keep her still as he thrust into her. His other hand traveled down her body and under her dress to her clit. He began to rub it quickly in rhythm with his thrusts and she felt her orgasm building inside her. Her body stiffened and Loki thrust repeatedly against her G-spot. “Come for me and be a good girl.” She began to shake uncontrollably and came all over his cock. Loki thrust deep inside her one last time, filling her with his hot cum. He slid out of her after a few seconds and she fell onto her side and Loki lay down next to her. “We should probably go downstairs, shouldn’t we?” asked Phoebe, laughing. “We should, but I don’t always do what I should,” he said, smiling mischievously at her. “Yeah, you shouldn’t be sleeping with your students either, Professor,” she said with feigned seriousness, and Loki rolled back on top of her to tickle her, but things quickly got hot between them again. More than an hour later, the two finally made it out of bed….
Plot:Phoebe is a normal student with a crush on her professor Loki Laufeyson and she doubts her fantasy could ever become real, but then she sends him a fake file and suddenly everything changes between them….
“I think it’s pretty obvious what’s going on here, Phoebe,” Sophia said to her friend, looking back and forth between Loki and here. “Is he that bastard who kicked you out in the middle of the night?” Loki opened his mouth to say something, but Phoebe quickly interrupted him with a look from her. “It wasn’t like that, I left on my own.” Sophia narrowed her eyes and looked at Loki before nodding. “Alright, then I won’t have to kick him in the balls.” -She grabbed her jacket and purse and walked over to Phoebe and hugged her- “Settle this and we’ll talk about it later,” she said softly in her ear before turning to Loki and smiling menacingly. “If you hurt her I will kick you in the balls so hard you will never be able to have sex again.” He frowned in surprise and nodded.
“Sounds fair,” he agreed, and Sophia walked out without another word. Loki turned his gaze back to Phoebe, who was still shocked by her friend’s threat. “Your friend is really very nice.” “I…um…she doesn’t mean it…” she stammered. “I deserved it,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck, “I was kind of an asshole, wasn’t I?” “No, I shouldn’t have reacted like that.” -She looked down at the floor so she wouldn’t have to meet his gaze- “We’re not a couple, and I doubt you’d want to go to your brother’s wedding with one of your coeds you’re fucking.” “Phoebe, you know that’s not so, granted we have sex together, but that’s not all I want from you,” Loki explained. She laughed and threw her head back at his explanation and Loki raised his eyebrows in confusion. It wasn’t funny at all and her laugh wasn’t genuine like when he said he wanted more from her. “Why are you laughing?” “Loki, you only wanted sex from the beginning and now you want me to believe you want something else?” she said and Loki’s jaw tightened. “What do you want? Friendship or better yet, a relationship with me?” “Would that be so bad if I wanted to be with you?” he replied, looking at her seriously. Phoebe nervously ran her fingers through her hair as she paced back and forth. “God! I’m tired of you playing with my emotions all the time! First you just want meaningless sex, then you want to be friends, then I’m not worth enough to you to come to this wedding with you, and then you show up here and tell me in all seriousness that you want to be with me!” she said angrily before taking a deep breath and closing her eyes for a moment before making a decision. “You should go, it’s probably for the best.” “I’m not leaving until we work this out,” he said, making her open her eyes. “I’m falling in love with you, Phoebe, and I know that’s not what we agreed on, but I didn’t expect to develop feelings for you.” -She looked at him in shock, not knowing what to say- “Are you going to say something?” “You’re in love with me?” -Loki nodded, his hands braced on his hips- “But why didn’t you want me to go to the wedding with you?” “I didn’t think you wanted me to, and I didn’t want you to feel pressured into it; I didn’t want to lose you, even though I probably did after my confession of love,” he said dejectedly, and she bit her lip as she looked up at him. “What if I had fallen in love with you, too, and you hadn’t lost me? What would you do then?” she asked, slowly stepping towards him. He smiled mischievously and took off his jacket and shoes. “I’ll show you what I would do.” -He stepped toward her and wrapped his arm around her waist to pull her against him. Loki brushed her hair back and leaned down to kiss her slowly. Phoebe leaned into the kiss and deepened it. She ran her hands over his chest and pressed her body against his. When she felt his erection pressing against her, she moaned into the kiss. He used the moment to push his tongue into her mouth. Loki ran his hands over her sweater and he pulled it up. He broke the kiss for a moment as he pulled it over her head before kissing her passionately again. Loki began kissing down her neck and she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Fuck me, Loki!” she moaned loudly and he leaned back to look at her. “Is that what you want? That I fill you with my cock?” he asked and she nodded. “Answer me.” “Yes, Professor Laufeyson, I want you to fuck my pussy,” she said and he smiled before spinning her around and bending her over the sofa. “However, I think you should be punished first for not answering. You’ve been a really bad girl.” He pulled down her pants and panties and ran his fingers over the wet crease of her pussy. “Yes, I’ve been a bad girl, you should punish me, sir,” she said, looking at him over her shoulder. “I think ten is enough,” he said, stroking her bottom. “You will count each one of them, otherwise you will get one stroke each time in addition. Got it?” -She moaned as he ran his hand over her pussy again. He slapped her butt-“Understood?” “Yes, sir!” she moaned loudly. “Good girl, now count,” he ordered and began slapping her ass. “One…Two…Three…Four…” -Loki pressed two fingers into her pussy as he slapped her ass again. “You forgot to count, that means one more stroke…” he said and she knew he was smiling. “But you distracted me-” she started to protest and he slapped her butt making her moan. “Five…six…seven…” -He began to fuck her with his fingers and rubbed her clit with his thumb- “Eight…Nine…” -She felt her orgasm building inside her- “Ten…Eleven…” Her body began to shake uncontrollably. “Come for me!” he commanded, and she instantly began to stiffen and climax. Loki pulled her up and turned her to face him and lifted her up. Phoebe wrapped her legs around his waist. “Where’s your bedroom?” He nibbled the skin of her neck. “The door next to the front door,” she said. He carried her into the room and walked to the bed before gently laying her on it. She crawled further onto the bed and he crawled after her, pulling her back to him by her ankles. Loki leaned down to her and began rubbing his erection against her wet pussy; no doubt there would be a wet spot on his pants later, but he didn’t care. Phoebe began to unbutton his black shirt and pushed it down his shoulders. “God! Loki, I need you!” she moaned. Loki sat down on his knees and quickly began to undo his belt and slide his pants down before lying back on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his hips and pushed his pants and boxers further down. He linked their hands together and she arched her back as she felt the tip of his cock at her entrance. “You have me, my love,” he said, kissing her lips chastely as he slowly thrust into her pussy. He paused for a moment when he was completely inside her and let her get used to him. Finally she lifted her hips and he pulled almost completely to just the tip of his cock out of her before thrusting back into her agonizingly slowly. “Please! Fuck me harder,” she begged, “Fuck me faster!” Loki smiled mischievously. He grabbed the headboard of the bed and pulled out of her again before thrusting hard into her, making her moan his name loudly. The bed shook under the force of his thrusts. “Loki!” she moaned as she met his thrusts and scraped her nails across his back. His free hand moved between their bodies and he began to rub her clit rapidly. She felt her climax building inside her and Loki pushed against her G-spot. Phoebe moaned and Loki repeatedly thrust against her G-spot. Her body began to shake uncontrollably. “Come for me,” he commanded and her second orgasm flooded her body. Loki thrust into her extra deep, filling her with his hot cum. They both gasped and breathed heavily as they came down from their orgasms. She enjoyed the feel of his weight on her and held in as he tried to roll off of her. He kissed her gently before turning her over together so that she was on top of him; his cock slipped out of her pussy and his cum flowed out of her. She leaned down to him and kissed him slowly. He pulled the blanket over both of their naked bodies. “So, what does this mean now?” she asked him as she looked up at him. “It means you’re my girlfriend and you’re forced to go to the wedding with me,” he explained, gently running his hand over her back. “Indefinitely?” she asked, raising her eyebrows questioningly. “Definitely, you’re not getting rid of me that easily.” He pulled her down to him and kissed her gently.
Plot:Phoebe is a normal student with a crush on her professor Loki Laufeyson and she doubts her fantasy could ever become real, but then she sends him a fake file and suddenly everything changes between them….
“I’m getting married!” declared Thor happily and Loki raised an eyebrow questioningly. “Who did you force to do that?” asked Loki skeptically and Thor gave him a look that said it all. “I met an astrophysicist, her name is Jane,” Thor explained further without saying anything back to Loki’s comment. “She’s great and she’s from London, so I’ll get to the second piece of news: I’m moving here so we can spend more time together.” “Great, like it’s not enough that I have to see you once a year,” Loki muttered. Phoebe felt completely out of place and the absence of her panties only added to the situation that she would be anywhere but here. “When’s the wedding?”
“It’s already this weekend; mom and dad are already here and are certainly happy to meet your girlfriend,” Thor said happily, glancing at Phoebe. “You, of course, are also very happy to be invited to the wedding.” She opened her mouth to say that she can’t not accept the invitation, but before she could speak, Loki was already talking. “She can’t come, she is unfortunately already busy this weekend,” he said coldly, not looking at her. Although she wanted to decline Thor’s invitation, it hurt that Loki didn’t want her there. That’s ridiculous, Phoebe admonished herself, why would he want you there? You’re just having sex with him, that’s all. “Um…yeah, I’m afraid I can’t.” -She pretended to look at her watch and quickly stood up- “It’s already very late and I really have to go. It was nice to meet you, Thor.” She smiled kindly at him. “Likewise. I’m glad there’s someone who can put up with him,” he laughed and she went into the hallway. Phoebe grabbed her jacket and put it on as Loki followed her. “Why are you leaving? We were going to eat and it’s still early in the evening,” he said, frowning in confusion. “I don’t want to intrude any further,” she said without looking at him. He stepped closer to her as he spoke, “You don’t, Phoebe. I’m just going to kick him out and we’ll continue to spend the evening together as planned-” “Spend it with your brother,” she said simply. “Then at least let me drive you home,” he begged her and she shook her head. “Loki, stop.” -She pressed her hand on his chest, stopping him from coming closer. “I don’t need your help and you don’t need to play nice, you already got what you wanted.” Without another word she left the house and walked down the street. She looked at her smartphone, it was already late and her bus wouldn’t leave, so she decided to call Sophia. Luckily for Phoebe, after a few seconds she answered the call. “Hello?” she asked sleepily. “Hey Sop, it’s Phoebe. Can you pick me up?” she asked her, running a hand through her hair. “Sure. Where are you?” She looked around until she finally found the address and told her. She rubbed her arms as she was cold despite her jacket, it probably wasn’t a good idea to wear a dress in the middle of winter, but who knew the evening would end like this? Why was she so disappointed that he didn’t want her there anyway? She knew the answer, though she would like to deny it: she was beginning to fall in love with him. It was probably the worst decision to get involved in this affair, since he had been her crush before and who was she kidding that sex with him meant nothing to her? She was only fooling herself and the longer she kept up this affair with him, the more she would end up getting hurt. Her phone buzzed and she looked at the display; a message from Loki: come back and let’s talk. She took a deep breath as she started typing a message, but quickly deleted it when she saw her friend’s car pull up in front of her and turned off her smartphone before getting into the car. ————— “So who’s the guy?” asked Sophia as she handed her a cup of tea and joined her on the sofa. “What makes you think there’s a guy?” asked Phoebe back, glaring at her over the rim of her cup. “You call me in the middle of the night to pick you up and you’re wearing a super hot dress, so either you were at a party, which I don’t think you were, or you were with a guy. So who do I have to kick in the nuts?” she said, raising her eyebrows questioningly. Phoebe sighed and laughed at her friend’s words. “You don’t have to kick anyone in the balls, all right? I admit there is someone, but he didn’t do anything wrong; it’s just sex between us and-” She broke off as she looked into her cup. “And you’re starting to develop feelings for him,” Sophia concluded, and she wondered how she could read her so well. Phoebe nodded silently and bit her lip. “Do I know him?” She opened her mouth to speak, but at that moment there was a knock on her door. She placed her cup on the table and walked to her door before opening it. “Loki? What are you doing here?” she asked in shock when she saw him; he was wearing a black coat and a green scarf. His jaw was tense and he walked past her into the apartment without a word. “Why didn’t you answer me, Phoebe? You can’t imagine how worried I was about you!” he said angrily and she barely had a chance to close the door before his lips were on hers and he was kissing her gently. “Professor Laufeyson?” They broke their kiss as Sophia spoke in confusion. Phoebe widened her eyes in shock and pushed him off of her. “Sop, I can explain,” she began to tell her surprised friend….
Plot:Phoebe is a normal student with a crush on her professor Loki Laufeyson and she doubts her fantasy could ever become real, but then she sends him a fake file and suddenly everything changes between them….
“So, how was your meeting with your friend?” asked Loki as he placed a glass of wine on the kitchen island for her. “Good, a few other students were there as well,” Phoebe replied, sipping the wine before raising her eyebrows curiously. “Well, what’s your plan for now?” Loki grinned mischievously and walked around the kitchen island to her, turning her chair to face him. She opened her legs as he stepped in between and leaned closer to her with his hands on either side of her on the island. “We ordered dinner and it won’t be here for quite a while,” he said, running a finger over her collarbone. “What do you think about sex in the kitchen?”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer as she leaned in to his ear and whispered seductively, “Then why are we still wasting time?” Phoebe squealed in surprise as he lifted her up by her waist and sat her on the countertop. He began to kiss her passionately as he pushed her dress up and bunched the fabric at her waist. His hands moved to her panties and he pulled them down without breaking the kiss. Loki pushed two fingers into her pussy and rubbed her clit with his thumb, fucking her until she was wet enough. He quickly opened his pants and pulled out his cock. Phoebe moaned into his mouth as she felt him at her entrance. He held her by her hips and pulled her to him as he thrust into her, making them both moan. Loki began to fuck her quickly and kissed her neck. “Professor!” she moaned loudly. Phoebe wrapped her legs around his hips as he lifted her up and carried her to his sofa while he was still inside her, and gently laid her down on it. He began thrusting into her again and slid his hand down between their bodies to her clit and began rubbing in quickly. She could feel her orgasm building inside her and her body began to stiffen. “Do you want to cum?” he asked as he felt her begin to get tighter around him. “Please!” she begged. He fucked her faster. “Come for me, Phoebe!” Her body shook uncontrollably as she reached her orgasm. Loki thrust deep inside her, filling her with his hot cum. “The sex was only half in the kitchen,” she said as she caught her breath; Loki laughed. He slid out of her pussy and stood up as he closed his pants again. “Then I guess I still owe it to you, don’t I?” -Before she could answer, the doorbell rang- “That must be dinner. I’ll be right back” He smiled at her before heading for the door. She got up from the couch and felt his cum flowing out of her and running down the inside of her thighs. Phoebe tried to smooth her hair back down as she walked into the kitchen. “What are you doing here?” she heard Loki say and she frowned in confusion. “Are you going to leave your brother here or can I come in?” another man said. She heard the front door close and then she heard not only Loki’s footsteps, but someone else’s as well. He stepped in and stood protectively in front of her as a blond haired man also stepped into the kitchen. “Oh? You have a guest?” he asked Loki before looking to her. “I’m Thor Odinson, and who are you?” “I…um…I’m Phoebe OConnell,” she stuttered. She was beyond embarrassed to be standing in front of Loki’s brother with no panties and his cum still between her legs. Nervously, she looked around for her panties on the floor, but couldn’t spot them, so she assumed Loki must have them. The doorbell rang again and Loki wordlessly walked out of the room to open the front door. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Phoebe. My brother didn’t tell me he had a girlfriend,” he explained, frowning, no doubt he must have noticed the age difference between Loki and her. “I’m not…” she tried to correct him, but broke off when Loki stepped into the kitchen with the food. “How long have you been together, and why didn’t you tell me about your girlfriend?”, Thor began to ask his brother. Loki seemed to think for a moment before answering. “We’ve only been dating for a short time, and besides, it’s not like we talk on the phone much.” “True,” he said, “But anyway, I wanted to tell you in person about the big news.” Thor walked out of the kitchen and into the living room without another word. Loki could see the confusion on her face and leaned toward her. “I could hardly say I was sleeping with my student, could I?” he asked quietly and she nodded in agreement before they both went to join Thor. This was going to be a long evening…
Plot:Phoebe is a normal student with a crush on her professor Loki Laufeyson and she doubts her fantasy could ever become real, but then she sends him a fake file and suddenly everything changes between them….
“Earth to Phoebe, are you listening to me?” asked Sophia, waving a hand in front of her face. “Um…Yeah, sure,” she lied quickly and Sophia raised her eyebrows suspiciously. “Good, so do you want to grab something to eat with some friends after class?” Phoebe thought for a moment, did she have time? She told Loki on Friday that she would see him today, but did that mean she would stay after? She couldn’t base her whole life around him, she finally decided. “Yeah sure, it’ll be fun.” She shrugged her shoulders and they both entered the lecture hall. Loki was already standing at his desk, wearing a white shirt today with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He looked up at her briefly and she could see a slight smile on his lips.
Her friend nudged her with her elbow and she looked to her. “Have you looked at the professor? He looks even more attractive today than usual” -Sophia sighed as she took her seat- “It’s just too bad he’d never start anything with a student, otherwise I’d ask him for an opportunity to boost my grades.” -She winked at Phoebe and she looked to him again; another student was standing at his desk and seemed to be trying to flirt with him and, even though she knew she had no right to, she felt jealous- “Though it doesn’t stop others from trying.” She nodded and hoped that this lesson would pass quickly. Loki told everyone to sit down and began the lesson. Luckily for her, the lesson flew by and she quickly packed up her things. When her hand vibrated, she quickly pulled it out of her pocket and looked at the display. Stay after class -Loki She looked to him and saw that he was looking at her. Phoebe sighed and turned to her friend. “I’ll be right there; I want to ask the professor something about my essay grade.” Sophia frowned, but finally nodded. “All right, do you want me to wait here?” she asked. “No, go ahead and join the others, I’ll catch up. I promise,” she said, giving them a quick hug before Sophia left. She watched her until she left the room before going to Loki, who was already waiting for her. He stepped closer to her and leaned down to her; he kissed her slowly. When he realized she wasn’t kissing him back, he pulled away from her. “What’s wrong?” he asked. She looked down and shook her head; she shouldn’t punish him for having random girls flirt with him. This was just a fling and it wouldn’t last long and it was dangerous to develop feelings for him. “It’s nothing.” She tried to smile and leaned up to kiss him. The kiss quickly became more passionate and he lifted her up and sat her on his desk. He pushed her dress up so the fabric bunched around her waist and she moaned as he pulled her panties aside and pushed two fingers into her pussy. He fucked her quickly, rubbing her clit with his thumb. Phoebe reached for his belt and quickly undid it and his pants. She pushed the pants down just enough so she could pull his cock out and pumped it briefly. Loki pulled his fingers out of her before she hopped off the table and pushed him backwards to his chair. She climbed onto his lap and guided his cock to her entrance before lowering herself onto it, and she bit her lip to keep from moaning too loudly. He grabbed her hips and bounced them up and down. Loki quickly thrust into her tight pussy and pulled down her dress so he could pull out her breast and began sucking on her nipple. His hand moved down and he began to rub her clit quickly. Her orgasm quickly built inside her and her body stiffened before she came all over his cock. A knock at the door startled them both. Phoebe hopped off his lap and hurried under the desk that shielded her from his eyes. Loki moved closer to the desk without tucking his tail back and sat down in the chair in front of her. “Come in!” He combed his fingers through his hair. Phoebe looked down at his hard cock and bit her lip as she smiled mischievously. “Professor Laufeyson, sorry to bother you.” She recognized the voice, it was the girl who had flirted with Loki earlier. She rolled her eyes, knowing she was here to try to make a pass at Loki again. She took his cock in her hand and took his tip in her mouth. “What can I help with?” Loki seemed tense. Phoebe took more of his cock into her mouth and began sucking on it. “I was going to ask if they had the grades from the exams yet.” She began to lick his cock and Loki pushed her head down further so she could take more of him into her mouth. “Miss Brown. Let’s… let’s talk about this tomorrow.” -She stroked his balls with her hands. Kimberly tried to protest-“Get out of here now!” -Kimberly ran out of the auditorium. When she was gone Loki pulled Phoebe out from under the table-“You little slut, embarrassing me like that in front of one of my students.” -He pushed her down on the seat with her knees and bent her over the chair. Loki kicked her legs apart before unexpectedly thrusting into her wet pussy, taking it at a fast pace that she would still feel him inside her for the next week. He gave her a hard slap on her butt- “Is this what you wanted? For me to fuck you so hard?” She felt another orgasm building inside her and she tightened around his cock. Loki moaned and he knew they were both about to come. He thrust into her hard a few more times as she came over his cock. At the same moment he shot his cum into her tight pussy. He leaned on her back as they both tried to catch their breath. He pulled his cock out of her and his cum flowed down her thigh. Phoebe pulled her dress back up and smoothed it out; she tried to brush her hair neatly with her fingers again. Without looking at him, she went to her bag and picked it up. “I don’t have any more classes today and I was wondering if you would like to come to my place? We can order food” She wanted to spend more time with him, but she had to remind herself that it wouldn’t go well. “I have a dinner date with Sophia and I don’t think that’s a good idea”. she explained. “I can understand, but I think we can still be friends, right? Friendship Plus, so to speak?” Phoebe laughed at his suggestion. “All right, but I still can’t stand up my friend.” “What do you say we have a drink together tonight at my place? I’ll pick you up.” She took a deep breath and decided to accept his offer, finally nodding. “I’ll text you when you can pick me up.” She kissed him on his cheek before leaving. Maybe she could just be friends with him without falling in love with him….
Plot:Phoebe is a normal student with a crush on her professor Loki Laufeyson and she doubts her fantasy could ever become real, but then she sends him a fake file and suddenly everything changes between them….
“Thanks, that meal was really good,” Phoebe thanked him and helped him carry the dishes into the kitchen. Loki put the plates in sink and turned to her before he pulled her to him and she wrapped her arm around her neck. He leaned down to her and began kissing her passionately. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his hips before he carried her up the stairs to his bedroom. Loki gently laid her down on the dark green bed sheets and climbed onto the bed after her to kiss her. His hands pushed up her dress and he wandered down her body; he put her legs over his shoulders and bent down to her wet pussy. First he kissed her gently on her pucker before he began to lick her. Her hands reached for his hair, but Loki grabbed her wrists.
“Hands next to your head,” he commanded, and Phoebe instantly did as he asked. She moaned as he thrust two fingers inside her and began sucking on her clit. Slowly she felt her climax building inside her, but suddenly he pulled away from her and sat down on his knees. Loki unbuttoned his shirt and let it slide off his shoulders. He grabbed her hips and turned her over on all fours on the bed. He pulled down the zipper of her dress and pulled her against his chest so he could remove her dress. Loki kissed Phoebe’s neck and began massaging her breast, rolling her nipple between his fingers. She moaned loudly as he thrust two fingers inside her again and fucked her; she felt his erection against her ass and arched her back. Finally, he let her go and got up from the bed; he started to unzip his pants and let them slide down to the floor with his boxers. He turned Phoebe around and sat between her legs. Loki put her legs over his shoulders and she could feel the tip of his cock against her entrance. “Loki!” she moaned his name loudly as he thrust deep into her pussy. “Professor…Oh…God…” He moaned, wrapping his hand around her neck as he thrust into her quickly. Loki pulled out of her and flipped her back onto her stomach before filling her pussy again. He pulled her against his chest and thrust into her at a different angle. His hand moved down to her clit and he began to rub it quickly. Phoebe felt her orgasm building inside her and she became tighter around his cock; she began to shake uncontrollably. “Be a good girl and cum for me,” he commanded and her body stiffened as she climaxed. Loki thrust into her a few more times and finally reached his own orgasm, filling her with his hot cum. They both breathed heavily and he finally slid out of her. He laid her on the bed and pulled her to him; Phoebe felt his cum flowing out of her. “God, that was great,” she said, brushing her hair out of her face. Loki laughed and turned on his side, propping his arm on the pillow to look at her. “It definitely was,” he agreed. Phoebe got up from the bed and began searching for her clothes. “What are you doing?” “I…Um…I should probably go, it’s already pretty late.” “You don’t have to go,” he said and she looked over her shoulder at him “It’s better this way, besides, I have class tomorrow,” Phoebe explained, biting her lip. “Phoebe, it’s the middle of the night and I’m not going to let you go home alone at this hour,” he explained and she looked at the floor. “I don’t think that’s a good idea…it’s too intimate.” He knew what she meant by that: they weren’t lovers, there was only supposed to be sex between them, and sleeping in a bed together didn’t include meaningless sex. “I think you’re right.” -He paused before getting out of bed and starting to get dressed as well. Phoebe looked at him in confusion, but he just smiled. “I’ll drive you home.” “You don’t have to-” she began, but he gave her a look that said he didn’t tolerate discussion. Together they left the house and walked to his black Jaguar. The drive between them passed in silence and in a short time they had arrived near her dorm; she asked him not to drive in front of it so no one would see them together. “Thank you for tonight, Professor Laufeyson.” He smiled mischievously at her and put his hand on her thigh. “Thank you, Miss O'Connell, and I hope we will do this again soon.” She returned his smile. “See you tomorrow, Professor,” she said, and quickly leaned over and kissed him chastely before exiting without waiting for a response from him and walking to her dorm. Loki watched her until she disappeared from his sight before he drove away….
Plot:Phoebe is a normal student with a crush on her professor Loki Laufeyson and she doubts her fantasy could ever become real, but then she sends him a fake file and suddenly everything changes between them….
“Are you coming to my party this weekend?” asked John to Phoebe, and she looked away from him. “I don’t have time for it,” she explained, annoyed, and flipped open her book. “Come on, it’ll be fun,” he promised her. “Mister Matthews, could you please focus on class?” Loki asked him and she was more than happy to get back to class, at least she tried as hard as she could, but this man was quite a distraction. She was glad when class ended and she could pack up her things. “Miss OConnell, could you come with me to my office for a moment? I need to discuss something about her essay.” Phoebe nodded and silently followed him to his office. He closed the door and she could hear the soft click.
She sat down on a chair and looked at him. “What exactly is the problem with my essay, Professor Laufeyson?” He sat down and folded his hands in front of him. “It’s very inappropriate to send your professor something like this,” he explained, and she raised her eyebrow in confusion. “What do you mean by inappropriate? It was the assignment you gave me.” He typed something on his computer. “The professor’s cock thrust deep into her tight pussy and she felt her orgasm building inside her…” he began to read aloud before Loki looked up at her as she blushed. “I doubt I asked you to write an erotic story as an essay.” “I…sir-” she stuttered as he stood up and walked around the table. “I thought you were a good girl, but it seems I was mistaken,” he said and she looked down at the intensity of his gaze. “We can forget what happened.” -Phoebe looked up hopefully and was about to open her mouth to speak, but he stopped her- “Or I can help you make every one of your fantasies come true.” -She looked at him confused, did he really mean what she thought? - “It would be our secret, of course, and no one would be allowed to know.” “Are you kidding me, Professor?” she asked, “I’m really sorry about the essay and I’ll send you the right essay right away.” Phoebe got up from her seat and was about to leave, but he caught her arm; she was spun around and before she could say anything, his lips were on hers. Loki kissed her passionately and pushed her against the door; she wrapped her arms around his neck as he lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. She moaned as she could feel his hard erection against her inner thigh. Finally, he broke the kiss and lowered her to the floor before stepping away from her. He walked over to his desk and grabbed a card. He walked back over to Phoebe and handed her the card, which had his home address and contact information on it. “I want you to consider my offer, and I want you to come to my house tonight if you agree, there we will talk about everything else.” -He opened the office door and smiled- “Have a pleasant day, Miss O'Connell.” Confused, she left Loki’s office and quickly tucked the business cards into her jacket before leaving, but not without looking to him one last time. —————————————————– Is this really the right decision? She could still leave and just forget what happened, besides, he gave her a choice. No, she wanted to make her fantasies come true with Professor Laufeyson, because would she ever have the chance again? Phoebe took a deep breath and rang his front doorbell before she lost the courage to do so. It wasn’t long before the door was opened by Loki. He was wearing a normal black shirt and pants, with a towel resting on his shoulder. He smiled broadly when he saw her and she up to her lip nervously. “Come in,” he said, stepping away from the door so she could walk past him. The decor was modern and chic, as she would have thought he would be; she heard the door close behind her and looked slightly over her shoulder at him. “You look beautiful, Phoebe. Green is my favorite color” She blushed slightly when she first heard her name from him; it was always Miss O'Connell, never Phoebe. She looked down at her dress and smiled shyly. “Thank you, Professor-,” she began, but he interrupted her. “Loki,” he corrected her. “Thank you, Loki,” she said, saying his name slowly; he smiled and walked past her. “I cooked, I hope you like lasagna?” he asked and she followed him into the kitchen. “I didn’t know what you liked and I thought pasta was always okay.” “Yes…It’s perfectly fine; I love lasagna.” Loki bent down to the oven and opened it briefly before closing it again and turning it off. He turned to her and pulled the towel from his shoulder, placing it on the countertop behind him. “I’m glad you came,” he said, and Phoebe looked at him. “Why?” -he furrowed his brow in confusion- “Why did you want me to come here? You could have yelled at me for it and given me detention, but you invited me to your house and kissed me.” -Loki’s jaw tightened and she thought she said something wrong- “I’m sorry-” “I could have, but then I’d just be denying the attraction between us, wouldn’t I?” he asked, running a hand through his hair before looking at her and stepping closer. Phoebe stepped back until her back was pressed against the kitchen island; her hand pressed against his chest, but not to push him away, but because she craved his closeness. “It could cost you your job,” she declared softly, her heart racing in her chest. “Are you going to risk your career for an affair with a student? I could end up telling someone.” He smiled mischievously and stroked through her light brown, short hair down to her cheek, which he caressed with one finger. “We both know you won’t tell anyone because you’re a good, obedient girl, right?” he asked. Phoebe could feel his breath on her skin and leaned back a little to get a better look at him. “Besides, we could have so much fun together.” “If I agree, what would it be between us?” she asked curiously. “Sex,” he said, and she froze at his honesty. “I don’t want to promise you anything I can’t keep, but I can promise to fulfill your every fantasy in a way one of these little guys couldn’t.” She looked down at his chest and considered for a few seconds. “No feelings?” He nods in agreement. “No feelings to complicate it, just passionate sex and once you graduate in a few months and you leave, we’ll end it amicably.” “A temporary affair, then?” -he hummed in agreement and placed his hands on either side of her on the kitchen island- “All right.” Loki leaned down and kissed her softly at first; she wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against him; his lips traveled down to her neck. Loki let his hand wander under her dress and groaned when he found out she wasn’t wearing any panties. “No panties, so you wanted to get fucked by me today,” he stated, running his finger through her wet pussy. “I didn’t want to rule out any possibility, Professor,” she moaned as he thrust two fingers inside her and began to fuck her. He turned her around so she could rest on the countertop as he continued to thrust into her and began to rub her clit with his thumb. Phoebe felt her climax building inside her. “Do you want to cum?” he asked, thrusting his fingers into her faster. “Please sir! I want to cum,” she begged and he rubbed her clit faster as her body began to shake uncontrollably. “Cum for me!” he commanded and her body stiffened as she began to orgasm. Loki pulled his fingers out of her and she watched him lick them off before pulling her dress down and stepping away from her. “Let’s eat.” “But what about you?” she asked, surprised. “We’ll have plenty of time for that later,” he explained, and she squeezed her legs together at his words….
