He Taught Me Everything

A young student chases a future beyond a small town, stumbles on a brutal exam day, and faces a risky offer that blurs desire, power, and consequence. We weigh consent against authority, thrill against integrity, and ask what a perfect score really costs.

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Chapters

• 0:00 Welcome & Weekly Tease
• 0:43 The Student’s Dilemma
• 2:12 Exam Tension and Flirtation
• 4:40 Office Proposition
• 8:15 Boundaries Crossed
• 21:45 Afterglow, Consequences, and Goodbye

Transcript

SPEAKER_00: 0:01

You've entered Poison Ivy's Tales of Erotica, where fantasy breathes and pleasure takes form. I'm Poison Ivy, your seductive guide through stories that tease, tempt, entangle the senses. New tales every Monday. Indulge deeper on Patreon.com slash Poison Ivy Erotica and explore more on my Amazon author page. Links in the description. Now surrender to the heat of this week's story. He taught me everything written by myself. At twenty years of age, I was a bit wild, but still wanted to do well in my classes. I wanted to get out of this small town one day. I was going to the community college in my town in hopes of getting a degree that would pay well enough to achieve that goal. I had an exam the next day, but I hadn't studied. My friends were having this incredible party down by the lake and I didn't want to miss out. I had so much fun. I drank and danced and partied the night away. It felt like I had just closed my eyes when I heard the screeching of my alarm. I dragged myself out of bed to get ready for class. I was hoping to get some studying done before I had to go, but there was no way I was getting up any earlier than I did today. When I entered the classroom, my professor was sitting at his desk. I felt his eyes on me as I took my seat. He was a bit older, probably somewhere around forty to forty five ish. He looked good though. He kept himself fit. Some days I would see him jogging through the campus. I know I wasn't the only girl on campus that had a thing for him. It was well known that he was the subject of many students' lusts. I hadn't heard of him ever hooking up with any of his students though. I watched him as he came around handing out our exams. I wasn't positive, but I thought it seemed like he lingered for a few seconds when he set mine down. Maybe it'd been something to do with my breast practically spilling out of the top of my tank top. From above he would have had a nice few right down in between my ample breasts. The exam was a lot harder than I expected. I only knew a handful of the questions. When I was about halfway through, I had a feeling there were eyes on me. Looking up, I saw my teacher looking right at me with a flushed look on his face. I was wearing a short skirt and had been moving my legs open then close, probably giving him a little glimpse up there. Hopefully it'll help me get a better grade. I thought with a mischievous smile. It seemed like forever before the torture of taking the exam was finally over. I knew I didn't do well and thought it was best to stay after class and see if there was some way I could make it up or do some extra credit work. This class was really important for my degree, so I would do almost anything to make sure I did well. My professor looked up from looking over the exams as I approached him. Before I could say anything, he told me he had looked over my exam and it didn't look good. I stammered, trying to come up with something believable. I didn't want to tell him I was out partying last night, but I fell flat. He suggested we go to his office to discuss it further and see what could be done. I was nervous as we walked down the hall. I really needed to pass this class, and just being this close to him was turning my body on. I could smell his scent. It was so manly and did nothing to calm the heat building in me. My dirty mind was making up a dirty scene in my head. I had to actively change my train of thought before I started moaning with my bad thoughts. When we reached his office, we went in and closed the door behind us. I sat in the chair across from his desk. He walked over and sat on the corner of his desk, kind of in front of me. He was only a couple feet from me and was in the perfect position to view my breast from above. He had my exam in his hand. I held my breath waiting to hear what he was about to say about my poor performance. I took a look at your exam, he started. Before he had time to continue, I responded, I know it's bad. I didn't have time to study like I should have. Is there anything I can do about it? Maybe retake it or something like that. I can't like you take it again. But maybe we can come up with something that could be beneficial to both of us. He answered. He looked like he was going over some ideas in his head. I was not expecting what he said next. You're a very beautiful girl. I would have to be dead not to notice. It's not just beauty about you though. You have a profound sexual aurora about you. I have been told that by many guys and some girls. But this was definitely the first time having a professor tell me this. I was starting to get an idea of what he had in mind. I had never had sex with a professor before, but I had heard it was actually not against the rules. It was just frowned upon especially when you were taking a class of theirs. But still, there were no rules against the professor pounding the brains out of one of their students. I'm sure there was some rule against doing it in the professor's office or on the school grounds. Breaking the rules would make it so much more exhilarating. The thought of fucking my teacher for a better grade made me start to get hot all over. I wondered for a second what kind of hookup this would turn out to be. Would it be like a one time thing? Or was he going to fuck me on a regular basis after this? I guess I would find out soon enough, I thought. Well, I would be lying if I said I hadn't noticed how good looking you are. Honestly, the idea of having sex with my professor, especially it being you for a better grade is a huge turn on. I smiled mischievously up at him. He smiled slantly at me and stood up. He walked over to his seat behind the desk and sat down. He was so sexy. I had a feeling I was really going to enjoy raising my grade. Good then. Come here. He motioned for me to come around the desk. Shakily I got up. I was a ball of nerves. I couldn't believe this was actually going to happen. But I was so excited it was. I boldly walked around the desk and stood in front of him. He didn't waste time. He reached up and pulled the straps down on either side of my tank top. And bra. I felt a rush of cool air on my nipples as he exposed my breast to him. Looking down I saw the hungry look in his eyes as he took in the fullness of my breast and taut nipples. He licked his lips before leaning forward. A rush of heap flowed through my body as he took the left nipple in his mouth, then the right. I tried not to groan as he enjoyed my breast. I didn't want anyone to hear. The pleasure he was giving me made it hard not to. An exquisite feeling of intense pleasure ran through my body as he sucked and nipped each nipple back and forth. I felt his hands sliding up to squeeze my ass. With his fingers getting closer and closer to my special spot. I felt myself getting wet in anticipation of him touching me. The soft pressure of his fingers running up and down the outside of my panties. Ooh, you are very wet already, he moaned and whispered. He stood up and quickly cleared some things off his desk. He positioned me so I was sitting on it with my ass almost falling off. He leaned me back, giving each nipple one last lingering suck. He pushed my skirt up to expose my panties. Slowly he started sliding them down. His lips on the inside of my legs as he kissed a line down while removing my wet panties. I heard one of his desk drawers open. I looked over to see him stuffing my panties in there. I guess he was keeping a souvenir. These are mine now, he said with a wink. He turned his attention back to my body. I wondered was he going to taste me, finger me or just go straight to fucking me? He spread my slick lips with his fingers, dipping his tongue all the way in and wiggling it back and forth. I felt him licking up to the nub of my clip. He sucked it so expertly. I covered my mouth with my hand as I spilled my juices into his mouth. His moans were muffled by my pussy as he sucked up my juices and lapped up every drop. Oh he slid a finger in my sensitive opening. I threw my head back. He was driving me wild. I grabbed a handful of hair while he pumped his fingers in me and sucked my special spot. I opened my eyes and was shocked when I noticed a photo of him and what had to be his wife looking down at me from his bookshelf. I had never heard anyone mention he was married. He didn't wear a ring. At least he didn't wear one while he was teaching. The naughtiness of it drove me over the edge. I bit down on my hand to stifle my cries. The spasms were intense. My pussy was so wet I could hear it. I couldn't wait to feel him fill me. I couldn't wait to see what his cock looked like either. Answering the wriggling in my body, he stood up and unsipped his pants. I raised up to see him pull his nice thick, big cock out. I slid off the desk and onto my knees. I wanted him to remember the sight of me on my knees sucking his cock. Very eagerly I slid my mouth over his rock hard cock. I looked up at him while I ran my tongue down the bottom of his shaft. I sucked each of his balls before running my tongue back up his shaft. I took my time sucking the head and then gagging myself on his length. His cock was so big it didn't take long for my jaws to start hurting. Just when I couldn't take it anymore, he pulled his cock out and pulled me up. He sat me back on this desk and pulled my ass down towards the edge. He spread my legs nice and wide while rubbing my klit with his thumb. He slid his cock up and down my slit, getting the tip slick with my juices. Finally I got what I was really waiting for. I felt my pussy stretched as he entered me. His cock felt so hard inside of me. It was so long and thick. I felt my pussy squeezing every inch of him. Holy fuck you're tight he moaned while he buried his cock all the way in. He held it there for a few seconds to let my pussy expand to accompany him. Ooh, he felt so incredibly good inside of me. I already knew I'm going to want to have him inside me again after this. Ooh, his thrust started off slow and deliberate. I felt every inch of him stroking the inside of me. His thrust became stronger and harder as my breast became heavier and shorter. I started biting my bottom lip to keep from crying out. It was so hard to make as little as noise as we could. This was amazing though. I still couldn't believe my professor was fucking me and in his office on campus. I felt so slutty and dirty and I was enjoying every second of it. I looked right at the picture of him and his wife as I came on his cock. My pussy squeezed and pulsed on him. He couldn't hold back. He gave a loud moan and pumped harder. I was such a bad girl. The thought ran across my mind while my pussy juices were splashing onto the desk. Ooh, his desk would probably smell like my pussy tomorrow, I thought wickedly. He suddenly pulled out and pulled me off his desk. He turned me around so he could fuck me from behind. He pushed my head down so it was laying on the desk. I felt his hands spread my ass cheeks before the head of his cock was pushing inside me. Ooh, the feeling of him stretching me was driving me wild. I was pushing my ass back on him, wanting it harder and harder. He grabbed a handful of my hair and began slamming his cock in me as hard as he could. He didn't care anymore if anyone heard. He was only focused on my quivering body. I orgasmed so hard. I cried out over and over as he continued to pound me. He gave my pussy one last jarring thrust before he pulled out and quickly yanked me around to come in my mouth. I looked up at him while he rubbed the head of his dick across my cum soaked lips. I swallowed all I could and licked the rest off. It felt a little awkward as we hurriedly got dressed. We both didn't want to risk getting caught, especially since we were done and the reality of the consequences came to mind. He walked me to the door, patted my ass, and whispered, You got a hundred. I gave him a big smile and walked out. I felt his eyes watching my ass as I walked down the hall. Tomorrow was going to be interesting when I had his class again. Well, thank you for listening to Poison Ivy Tales of Erotica. Until next week.