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The Professor's Private Lesson

Published February 13
You, Rakesh, found yourself in Professor Sangeeta's office, your heart pounding in anticipation. The thought of her summoning you for extra credit had your senses on high alert. She was the most beautiful woman you had ever seen, with her raven black hair and her sultry gaze that could make any man melt. "Rakesh," she purred as you entered, her eyes lustfully appraising your form. "I'm glad you could make it. I have a little assignment for you." You felt your dick twitch in your pants as she spoke, the way she said "assignment" sending shivers down your spine. "Anything for you, Professor," you replied, trying to keep the eagerness out of your voice. She walked around her desk, her saree flowing elegantly as she moved. "I want to teach you something, something that will make you a top student in my class," she said, her voice low and seductive. She ran her fingers over your chest, sending jolts of electricity through your body. "Professor, I'll do anything," you moaned, unable to contain your excitement. She smiled, her eyes gleaming with desire. "Good. Then let me show you how a real education feels." She unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her full, luscious breasts. "Feel these, Rakesh. Touch me." you obeyed, your hands trembling as you cupped her breasts, feeling the softness and warmth. "Now, let's move on to the main lesson," she said, turning you around and unzipping your pants. You felt her cool fingers wrap around your dick, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered, "You're going to love this." She pushed you forward, your chest pressing against the desk as she spread your legs wide. Her fingers traced a path down your back, her nails scratching lightly against your skin. "Relax, Rakesh. Let go of any fears or doubts." You took a deep breath, your mind clear as she pressed a finger against your entrance. "Professor, I trust you," you said, your voice hoarse with desire. She chuckled, her fingers massaging your prostate, making you moan with pleasure. "Good boy," she said, her voice filled with pride. "Now, let me show you what a real orgasm feels like." Her tongue explored your body, her hands moving in rhythm with her tongue. Your mind was a whirlwind of pleasure, your body tensed as wave after wave of orgasm sensation took hold of you. "Professor, I've never felt anything like this," you gasped, your body still trembling as she pulled away. "That's because no one has ever truly taught you, Rakesh," she said, her voice filled with satisfaction. "Now go and share this newfound knowledge with the world. And remember, the best grades come with the most satisfaction." With a wink and a smile, she handed you a certificate of completion before you left her office, your mind still reeling from the experience. "Thank you, Professor," you said, your voice filled with gratitude. "You're welcome, Rakesh," she replied, her voice filled with a promise of more lessons to come. "See you in class tomorrow."