HORNY LESSONS {Sex~stories}
extra credit ( part 3)
[10:17 PM – Professor Raayan’s Office | Door Locked, Blinds Shut]
raayan
You thought it was over?
raayan
(he yanks her off the chair by the hair, dragging her onto the desk again. her body is limp, trembling—fucked dumb—but he doesn't care. he’s hard again. harder than ever.)
raayan
You can. And you will.
(he slaps her pussy—once, then again—until she gasps from the sting, hips jerking forward)
This is what extra credit feels like.
raayan
I didn’t ask.
(he pulls a thin black vibrator from the drawer—small, cruel, buzzing low. her eyes widen)
raayan
Legs. Open. Now.
(he spreads her thighs wide, pinning them down with his knees as he presses the toy to her swollen clit—watching her jolt like he shocked her)
arya
Nnnnhh—f-fuck sir it’s too much—
raayan
That’s the point.
(he keeps the vibrator in place, watching her wriggle and cry out—until her body starts spasming around nothing)
raayan
You’re gonna cum like this. And then again. And again. Until you beg me to stop.
arya
(she shakes violently, orgasm ripping through her too fast, too sharp—her thighs trembling, mouth open in a silent scream)
raayan
(he flips her onto her stomach, pushing her flat onto the desk—her face against the cool wood. no warning this time. he thrusts into her soaked pussy in one brutal motion, making her sob)
arya
S-stop i—I can’t take—
raayan
Shut up and take it.
(he grabs her wrists again, twisting them behind her back as he fucks her harder—each thrust brutal, punishing, animal)
raayan
Cry all you want, sweetheart. You earned this.
(her moans become gasps, screams muffled into his tie as he wraps it around her mouth, gagging her)
raayan
You wanna be a slut in my class? Then take your fucking grade.
arya
(crying out, body convulsing from another violent climax—legs twitching, juices dripping down the desk)
raayan
Should fail you just so we can do this every night.
(he pulls out just before he finishes—grabs her jaw, opens her mouth, and comes all over her tongue with a deep, satisfied growl)
arya
(does, eyes glassy, lips wrecked)
raayan
That’s my girl.
(he tucks himself in, then leans down—soft lips brushing her ear, voice suddenly calm)
Next week’s exam… it’s oral.
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