It was the third day of the semester and I was already overwhelmed with assignments. I was sitting in the lobby of the psychology department and waiting for my professor to call me into his office. I had signed up to be his research aid because it would help pay for my tuition. Other than the financial benefits, I wasn't exactly thrilled about it.
He finally called me into his office. "I want you to meet someone," he said. As I walked closer to the office, I noticed there was a woman already seated in front of his desk. Even from afar, I could see that she was fucking gorgeous. Beautiful dark hair, brown skin, thick hour-glass figure. She wore a white button-down blouse and a blue skirt that went down to her knees.
She tossed her hair aside as she stood up and looked at me. Holy shit, I recognized her. Is she-
"This is my other research aid," my professor said. "Krysten."
Oh my God. It was her, the Instagram model that I had been following for years. I was a member of her OnlyFans for a brief period of time, too. She never posted nudes and a lot of people complained about that, but I didn't mind.
"Hi, how are you?" she said with a beautiful smile. She was wearing glasses and I could see her cleavage through the neck of her blouse as she leaned forward to shake my hand.
I tried to hide how tense I was. I gulped and shook her hand. I could feel blood rushing throughout my body as I made contact. "Nice to meet you," I said as calmly as I could.
"You two will be working together, so be nice to each other," my professor said. My jaw nearly dropped and I looked back at her. She smiled and ducked her eyes.
This semester just got a whole lot better.
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We worked in separate offices that day and were assigned to find resources on the topic of ethics and prosocial behavior, but I couldn't get my mind off the fact the woman of my dreams was attending my school. I had been following her Instagram for years. I lost count of how many times I fapped to her. I couldn't believe that I would be actually working with her. I also couldn't believe how much sexier she looked in person.
I tried to stay focused on work, so I went to the library to look up some books for my professor. And there she was again, in one of the psychology aisles, looking for similar books.
"Hi," I said to her, nervously.
She glanced up and smiled, "Oh hey!" she said. "I was just looking for some books for Dr. Ellis."
"Yeah, me too," I said.
We made some small talk and I asked her how she got into psychology. She talked about how she was always interested in understanding human behavior. I was turned on by how smart she was.
As she talked, my gaze focused on her beautiful face and voluptuous body. Her glasses made her look even sexier. Her tits were almost bursting out of that white blouse and I was dying to see her turn around so I could get a look at that phat ass that I fapped to so many times. My thoughts raced, please turn around, please turn around.
I noticed a book on the shelf behind her and asked, "Have you read that one on the bottom shelf? It's on ethics." She finally turned around and bent over to grab it. My eyes darted eagerly to her ass. Her ass was a bubble - thick, round, perfect. Her skirt was hugging her big ass so tight that I could see her thong through her skirt. Holy fuck, I wanted to grab her ass with both hands and ram my cock into her.
When she turned around, I wasn't sure if I looked away fast enough. She paused as I looked elsewhere. When I looked back at her, she gave me a smile, suggesting that she caught me staring at her ass.
"I like your shirt, by the way," she said as she opened the book. It was a random thing to say, but man, it turned me on even more. "Thank you," I said, still nervous as fuck.
"This is a book on the psychology of sex," she said as she paged through the book. "This isn't exactly what Dr. Ellis is looking for."
"Well, he wants us to look up stuff on prosocial behavior. Sex is prosocial," I said.
She laughed, "True, true."
I admired her figure again as she flipped through the book. This time, I looked at the sexy black heels she wore. They had straps that wrapped around her ankles. It gave her that Amazon Goddess look.
She read an excerpt from the book, "Sexual arousal and cognition. Physiological sexual readiness is controlled by the brain."
She glanced up at me, as if to see my reaction. I nodded, "Makes sense." She continued to read: "Studies typically show that men have stronger responses to visually erotic stimuli than women."
She closed the book and looked at me again. I was so hard that I needed to adjust the way I stood because she would have seen the bulge in my pants.
"No dispute there," I said.
"Women can be aroused by visual stimuli too," Krysten said. "Damn, why couldn't we do research on this topic? It's so much funner, don't you think?"
Her lips were slightly pursed as she asked the question and made eye contact with me. I froze for a moment and just fantasized about splashing my cum on her pretty face, especially on those glasses and sexy lips. I imagined streams of my cum dripping down her chin and onto her-
I snapped out of it. "Umm yeah, of course. I mean, definitely."
She laughed. "Hey, you wanna go to the study room with me? I feel like we could get more work done that way. Maybe we could exchange notes?" she said. Fuck yes.
"Um, yeah, sure," I said. I tried really hard to not sound so nervous.
"Ok cool," she said with a smile. "I think it's this way."
She took the lead as she walked out of the book aisle. I took advantage of every second to stare at her ass. Damn, it was even better in motion. I noticed how her ass cheeks would jiggle as she took each step. When she walked up the stairs, seeing that ass sway side to side drove me crazy. I wanted to take my phone out and record it for the spank bank, but too many people were around.
"Oops," she said as she stopped. "The study room isn't up here. It's downstairs."
I didn't complain. The more time behind her, the better. This time I focused on the thong outline that I could see through her skirt. Imagine taking her skirt off and pulling down her thong. Imagine slapping that bubble with my hands and my cock-
She turned around again and smiled. She knew I was walking slower on purpose. "Here it is," she said, pointing to an empty study room. There was a large window, so it didn't offer the privacy I was hoping for.
As we sat down and shared our notes, she loosened a button on her blouse. "It's kind of warm in here," she said. She leaned forward and highlighted some of the notes in one of the journal articles she had printed out. I looked down her blouse and got a nice view of her gorgeous tits. They looked perfect for titty fucking.
She capped her highlighter and put it in her mouth as she paged through the journal. Was she teasing me? I had to stop myself from drooling as I imagined it was my cock in her mouth.
After about 20 minutes, she stood up and stretched her arms out. She let out a soft moan and said, "Hey, I'm going to head back to my office. If I don't see you later, I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Yeah, sure," I said.
"It was nice meeting you," she said and walked out. Damn it, did I disappoint her? Did I miss an opportunity?
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I failed at focusing on my work. I was still in the study room and all I could think about was Krysten. I started to touch myself, but had to do it discreetly because of the fucking study room window. Too many students and librarians were walking by. It was still early in the day and I had the urge to cum that couldn't wait. I remembered that I had tons of photos of Krysten stored on my phone. Then I remembered that I had access to one of the private gender-neutral faculty bathrooms since I was a research assistant. Oh damn, I could go there and release this tension real quick! I rushed out of the study room and headed towards the faculty bathroom.
Thank God the bathroom wasn't in use. My whole body felt tense and warm, my cock swelling and ready to burst. I hated that I didn't take a video of Krysten walking; jerking off to do that would have been amazing. But I didn't dwell on it and stayed on task. I pulled up a photo of Krysten making eye contact with the camera and showing off her phat ass in a thin bikini. I unzipped my pants, whipped out my cock, and started stroking. Yes, finally.
I replayed images in my head of Krysten bending over to grab the book. God, her ass was so fine. I could fuck that ass all day long. I stroked faster and faster. I imagined slapping my cock on her big ass and making it wet with some precum. Oh fuck, this feels so good. As I got closer to cumming, I immediately imagined her sexy face. She looks so hot with glasses, with that highlighter in her mouth, with that seductive smile she gave me, with those beautiful lips pursing - "Uhhnn, aaghh!" I tried to keep my moaning and gasping down. I focused on the photo on my phone - such a pretty face, I want to drench her with cum - "Oh fuck!"
Cum poured out of me like a fountain. Five thick squirts splashed into the toilet as my body collapsed with relief. "Ooohh," I moaned like a child as I imagined spilling it all on Krysten's face, lips, and big beautiful titties! I needed that.
