I only fuck my A students. I tried fucking a D student that wanted to be an A student once but it was an entirely unsatisfying experience. She was just way too eager. 'A' students, on the other hand, fuck you because they want you.
The first time I fucked one was during my first year as a professor. Being new in town I would spend most evenings frequenting bars and coffee shops in the evenings with the hope of gaining new friends. I would go to bars the nights I wanted to get laid and go to coffee shops the nights that I wanted to get work done. I was at a coffee shop when one of my students walked in. She noticed me. Asked if she could join me. We talked about class. She asked if I lived around there. Said it was weird to think about what my house might look like. I asked if she wanted to see it. One thing led to another and soon enough she was kneeling face down on my bed with my rock hard dick ramming into her sopping wet cunt.
After fucking she told me very matter of factly that I could probably fuck most of the women in class and probably a few of the guys. I told her I wasn't that attractive. She said, "Maybe, but you hold our attention day in and day out, you have a commanding presence, forty minutes into your class my panties are sopping wet."
Since then I say I average about three to four fucks per semester.
Successful student fucking requires careful consideration. Like I said, I only fuck 'A' students and I also avoid underclassmen. Freshmen and Sophomores just haven't figured out their emotional shit yet—although I have made exceptions.
One of my dirtiest fucks was with a first year who was just weeks over 18. She had aced the first two tests and had come to my office hours so I could show her how to use some software that she needed for her final project. I wasn't even considering the possibility that anything would happen and invited her to come around my desk so she could see the screen. My office door was open so anyone walking by could have seen she was in there. As non-chalantly as can be, her hand landed in my crotch--the hallway view blocked by my desk and a stack of books--and started caressing my hardening shaft as I tried to explain the ins and outs of the software.
She told me she was walking home and that she lived in the commons. I walked out to the faculty parking lot, got my car, drove the route she would be walking, pulled up next to her when I saw her, and without hesitation she climbed into my front seat. We drove to my house and she stayed down so that no one would see us as I pulled into my attached garage. By the time I had parked she had my pants undone and was pulling my dick out.
We moved to the living room with our clothes being discarded along the way. Her small breasts seemingly defying gravity and her shaved twat and small ass were beyond belief. Her blow job was earnest in the way an 18 year old's blow jobs always are and when she told me that no one had made her cum from eating her out before, after I had done so of course, I believed her. She told me she was saving herself for marriage so she made me fuck her ass. The way her asshole took my dick led me to guess that she had used that line on others. After cumming in her ass we went to the bathroom and filled up the bathtub where we continued to fondle each other. When my dick was hard again she climbed up on top of me and seemlessly led my dick into her cunt. The stubble of her shaved pussy tickled my shaft as I penetrated her.
"I thought you were saving yourself for marriage," I said.
"Nah, I just wanted you to fuck me in the ass."
She was the only freshman I have fucked, though. Like I said, too much emotion in that set. Besides they stick around for a while. She didn't take any other classes with me, but I did fuck her one more time her senior year after a party to celebrate our top graduating students.
I ran into her again a couple years after she graduated and she had a big wedding band on her finger. She looked at it and laughed. Later that night the doorbell rang. It was her and we had one more go for old times sake. That night I only did get to fuck her ass. She said the pussy was now strictly for her husband.
When fucking a student it is best to let them live out their fantasy. I get to fuck lots of students but I am probably the only professor they will ever get to fuck. One woman, artfully covered with tattoos and piercings through both nipples, had always wanted to dominate a professor. A reverse authority fantasy thing. While I typically try to keep the fucks to a one, maybe two, time occurrence, I let this particular one play out over the course of a week. It started out quite normally. She gave me the signals that she wanted me and I gave her the signals that she could have me and then we were at my home and on our way to a night of getting each other off. She said I was such a dominating figure in the classroom that it would be funny if I was a total sub in the bedroom. I asked her if that is what she fantasized about--dominating me--and she said, "Oh, yes."
The first night started with what I had at the house, candle wax on my chest and ass and a fairly rigorous spanking. Each night that week she brought new things in. Handcuffs, cock rings, whips, a strapon. That was her favorite night. She just couldn't get enough of having her professor bent over the couch while she rammed his ass with a strapon. She kept whispering in my ear how she knew I secretly desired to have every boy in the class doing the same thing. I didn't, but I told her I did. After a week we called things off. They all quickly realize that the fantasy is hot, but continuing on would just make it mundane.
