CHAPTER 4 Seduction by my Professor
Alice sat in the back of the lecture hall, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't tear her eyes away from Professor Harley as he paced the front of the room, his piercing blue eyes scanning the students with an intensity that left them all breathless. His tousled black hair and sharp jawline made her stomach flutter, and she cursed herself for being so infatuated with a man who was supposed to be off-limits.
The final bell rang, signaling the end of class, and Alice quickly gathered her things, hoping to slip out unnoticed. But as she stood up, she felt a hand on her shoulder, stopping her in her tracks.
"Alice," Professor Harley's voice was smooth and commanding, "can I speak with you for a moment?"
Her breath caught in her throat as she turned to face him, his gaze locking onto hers with an unreadable expression. "Of course, Professor," she managed to whisper, her voice barely audible.
He led her to the front of the classroom, where he closed the door quietly behind them. The sudden intimacy of the space made her pulse race even faster. He leaned against the desk, crossing his arms over his broad chest as he studied her.
"Alice, I've noticed something about you," he began, his tone measured. "You have a certain... curiosity."
She swallowed hard, not daring to meet his eyes. "I don't know what you mean, Professor."
He chuckled softly, a sound that sent shivers down her spine. "Don't play coy with me, Alice. You watch me during lectures. Your eyes follow my every move. It's clear you find something about me intriguing."
Heat flooded her cheeks as she finally looked up at him, her defiance sparking in her eyes. "So what if I do? What does it matter to you?"
His smile widened, revealing a hint of teeth. "It matters because I find you intriguing as well.
He stepped closer, his presence overwhelming. "I want to help you explore your curiosity. There's a part of you that craves adventure and a little danger. I can sense it."
Her mind raced, torn between fear and excitement. "I’m still a virgin.”
He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Do you want me to take your virginity, Alice? "
The words hit her like a tidal wave, leaving her breathless. "You're joking. You're my professor."
He straightened, his eyes darkening. Her hands trembled as she clutched her books tighter. "I would... love to have you be my first," she stammered.
He nodded slowly, his expression unreadable. "Very well. Meet me in the old library after sunset, tonight. No one will be there."
“I shall indeed, better get going to my next class,” Alice replied in a sexy tone of voice.
The anticipation gnawed at her as she waited, her nerves fraying with each passing minute. When she finally saw him approaching, her heart leaped into her throat.
"Alice," he greeted, his voice low and smooth. "You decided to join me."
She took a deep breath, steeling herself. "Yes. I have,”
He smirked, stepping closer “Now, let's see how far this curiosity of yours will take you."
They moved through the darkened campus, avoiding the few remaining students. As they reached the secluded area near the library, Harley pushed her against the wall, his body pressing against hers. His lips found hers, capturing her gasp as his tongue delved into her mouth, exploring with relentless hunger.
She melted against him, her senses overwhelmed by the feel of his strong hands roaming her body, his hips grinding against hers. His fingers tugged at the hem of her shirt, lifting it to expose the skin beneath.
"Harley," she moaned, her voice trembling. "We can't do this here."
He pulled back, his eyes gleaming with desire. "Why not? It's thrilling, isn't it? To be so close to getting caught."
Her breath came in shallow gasps as she considered his words. The danger was exhilarating, but so was the thought of losing control entirely. "Just... be quick," she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper.
His smile was predatory as he lifted her into his arms, carrying her effortlessly to the door of an empty classroom nearby. Inside, he set her down gently before closing and locking the door behind them. The dim light cast shadows across his face, making him appear even more dangerous.
He turned to her, his eyes raking over her form. "Undress for me, Alice," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.
She hesitated, her hands shaking as she reached for the buttons of her blouse. Each one seemed to take forever to undo, her movements clumsy under his intense scrutiny. Finally, she pulled the fabric apart, exposing her lacy bra.
Biting her lip, she slid the zipper down and let the garment fall to the floor, revealing her white cotton panties. Her entire body shivered as she stood before him, utterly exposed.
He stepped forward, his fingers trailing along her collarbone before dipping lower, tracing the edge of her bra. "Beautiful," he murmured, his fingers deftly unhooking the clasp. The material fell away, baring her completely to his hungry gaze.
"Harley..." Her voice was soft, “Please.”
Harley guides Alice to the edge of the desk, his hands firm on her hips as he positions her just right, with the room is dimly lit, Alice can feel the rough wood of the desk pressing against her stomach, and she then braces herself with her hands flat on the surface, fingers splayed wide.
"Are you ready?" Harley whispers into her ear, his breath hot against her skin. She shivers at the sensation, her heart pounding in her chest. The mix of fear and anticipation making her dizzy, but she nods slowly, unable to form words.
He steps back for a moment, unbuckling his belt with deliberate slowness. The sudden pressure of his hand sends a jolt of electricity through her body. She gasps, her breath catching in her throat as he begins to rub small circles against her panties. The fabric is damp from her arousal, and she feels a blush spreading across her cheeks as he continues his circling.
Harley's other hand grips her waist, pulling her back slightly so that her ass is pressed firmly against his groin. He grinds himself against her, letting her feel the hard length of him through their clothes. The friction sends another wave of pleasure through her, and she bites her lip to stifle a moan.
"Such a good girl," he praises softly, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "So eager to please your professor."
His words send a thrill down her spine, mingling with the sensations his touch is creating. She arches her back, pushing herself more firmly against his hand and his erection. Harley chuckles darkly, the sound vibrating through her body.
With sudden movement, he put his hands on her hips, exposing her bare ass. Alice tenses for a moment, feeling vulnerable and exposed, but Harley’s hands are quick to reassure her. One hand returns to her pussy, slipping beneath the waistband of her panties to delve directly into her heat. His fingers explore her folds, finding her clit and teasing it mercilessly.
"Feel that, darling?" he asks, his tone almost conversational. "That’s your body responding to me. You’re already so wet for me."
His words are like fuel to her fire, and she feels herself growing even wetter at his praise. His finger slips inside her, and she gasps at the intrusion, her muscles clenching around him instinctively. It’s not enough, though—she wants more, needs more.
Harley seems to sense her desperation, because he pulls his finger out and grips her panties with both hands. In one swift motion, he yanks them down, baring her completely. The fabric catches on her knees before dropping to the floor, leaving her utterly naked from the waist down.
"Spread your legs," he commands, his voice low and authoritative. Alice obeys without hesitation, parting her thighs to give him better access. Harley steps between her legs, his cock brushing against her entrance as he lines himself up.
He pauses for a moment, allowing her to adjust to the sensation. Alice can feel his tip nudging against her virgin flesh, and she takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself. The anticipation is almost unbearable, but she knows this is what she wants—what she’s wanted for so long.
"Look at me," Harley orders, and she turns her head to meet his gaze. His eyes are dark with desire, locked onto hers with an intensity that makes her shiver. "Tell me you want this."
Tears prick at the corners of her eyes, but she pushes them back, nodding fervently. "Yes, Professor," she whispers, her voice trembling. "I want this."
A satisfied smile curves his lips, and he leans down to kiss her fiercely. The kiss is bruising, his lips forcing hers open as his tongue delves into her mouth. She responds eagerly, wrapping her arms around his neck as he deepens the kiss.
When he finally breaks away, they’re both breathless. Harley presses a soft kiss to her forehead before positioning himself at her entrance once more. With a smooth, practiced motion, he pushes forward, guiding himself inside her with gentle force.
Alice gasps at the sensation, her body resisting the intrusion even as it welcomes him. She feels a sharp sting as her hymen gives way, tears springing to her eyes as he enters her fully. Harley pauses, giving her time to adjust, his hands stroking her back in soothing arcs.
"All the way in, sweetheart," he murmurs, his voice thick with emotion. "Take it all."
She nods, biting her lip to hold back a cry of pain and pleasure. Slowly, she relaxes around him, allowing him to sink deeper into her warmth. Once he’s seated fully inside her, he holds still, savoring the tightness of her virgin passage.
"Perfect," he whispers, his breath fanning across her cheek. "So perfect."
Unable to wait any longer, he begins to move, pulling almost completely out before thrusting back in. The rhythm is slow and deliberate, his strokes measured as he eases himself in and out of her. Alice cries out, her body reacting instinctively to the sensation, her walls clenched tightly around him.
Harley’s hands grip her hips tightly, holding her steady as he increases the tempo. The sound of their bodies slapping together fills the room, mingling with Alice’s moans and his grunts of exertion. She can feel her orgasm building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter within her.
"Cum for me, darling," Harley encourages, his voice rough with need. "Show me how much you want this."
Those words push her over the edge, and she cries out as her orgasm rips through her. Her body convulses around him, her inner walls gripping him tightly as waves of pleasure crash over her. Harley lets out a growl of satisfaction, his own release cresting as he pumps into her once, twice more before burying himself deep and spilling inside her.
They stay locked together for a long moment, both of them breathing heavily as they come down from their highs. Harley finally withdraws, leaving Alice feeling hollowed out and thoroughly used. He collapses onto the desk beside her, pulling her into his arms as he kisses her temple.
"Was it everything you dreamed of?" he asks softly, his fingers playing with a strand of her hair.
Alice nods, too exhausted to speak. The answer is clear in her eyes, filled with contentment and love for the man who just took her virginity in the most intimate of ways.
"Good," Harley says with a satisfied smile. "Because there’s so much more where that came from."
And with that promise hanging in the air, he shifts, lifting her off the desk and turning her towards...
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H ARLEY LED ALICE BY the hand, their fingers intertwined as they navigated through the dense forest that surrounded the campus. They arrived at a small, secluded cabin. It was quaint, almost hidden from view, with a weathered wooden exterior that blended seamlessly with the surrounding trees. Harley pulled a key from his pocket, unlocking the door with a soft click. He pushed it open, revealing a cozy interior bathed in the golden light of the setting sun.
The cabin was simple yet inviting, with a roaring fireplace casting a warm glow over the room. A large leather couch dominated one side, while a rustic wooden table occupied the other. The scent of cedarwood filled the air, mingling with the faint aroma of tobacco that clung to Harley's clothes.
"Welcome to my sanctuary," Harley said, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he stepped aside to let Alice enter. She hesitated for a moment, the weight of their secret affair pressing down on her, but the lure of the forbidden drew her forward.
Harley closed the door behind them, the sound echoing through the silent cabin. He turned to face Alice, his gaze intense and unwavering. "You know, Alice," he began, his voice dripping with seduction, “You are the first student I brought home.”
Alice swallowed hard, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness course through her veins. She nodded slowly, unable to tear her eyes away from his. Harley took a step closer, his presence looming over her like a predator ready to pounce.
"Let's explore every inch of each other, in my room," he whispered, his lips hovering just inches from hers. The heat radiating from his body was palpable, sending waves of desire crashing through Alice. She could feel the rapid pounding of her heart, a rhythmic drumbeat that synchronized with her rising arousal.
Harley gently took Alice's hand as they walked into his dimly lit, cozy bedroom. With a soft click, Harley closed and locked the door behind them, creating a sense of privacy and intimacy. The bed, adorned with fluffy pillows and a warm quilt, exuded an inviting aura, promising comfort and romance.
Without waiting for a response, Harley reached out and trailed a single finger along the curve of Alice's jawline. His touch was electric, sending sparks of pleasure skittering across her skin. She gasped softly, her breath hitching in her throat as she leaned into his caress.
Harley's fingers slid lower, brushing against the delicate skin of her neck before dipping beneath the collar of her blouse. He deftly unbuttoned it, revealing the pale expanse of her chest. Alice's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but Harley only smiled, his eyes darkened with lust.
"Beautiful," he murmured, his thumb grazing over the swell of her breast. Alice's nipples tightened in response, pebbling beneath the thin fabric of her bra. She bit her lip, trying to suppress the moan that threatened to escape.
Harley's hands moved with practiced ease, cupping her breasts and kneading them gently. Alice whimpered, her head falling back as she surrendered to the overwhelming sensations. The rough texture of his palms against her sensitive skin felt both thrilling and possessive, a reminder of who was in control.
"Look at me," Harley commanded, his voice firm yet gentle. Alice obeyed, meeting his gaze with trembling eyes. "Good girl," he praised, leaning in to capture her lips in a searing kiss. His tongue slipped between her parted lips, exploring her mouth with hungry fervor.
Alice melted against him, her arms winding around his neck as she returned his kiss with equal passion. Their tongues danced together, a tantalizing mix of pleasure and dominance that left Alice breathless. She could taste the faint remnants of coffee on his lips, mingling with the heady flavor of desire.
Withdrawing slightly, Harley broke the kiss, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Spread your legs," he ordered, his voice a low growl. Alice obeyed, parting her thighs hesitantly. Harley knelt between them, his gaze never leaving hers as he began to unbutton her jeans.
He tugged the denim down her hips, revealing the small triangle of white cotton panties that shielded her innocence. Alice's breath hitched as she watched him, her heart pounding in her chest. Harley's fingers brushed against the fabric, tracing the outline of her folds with tantalizing precision.
"So wet," he murmured, his tone a mix of awe and triumph. Alice blushed furiously, averting her gaze as a wave of humiliation washed over her. But Harley wasn't finished with her yet. With a wicked grin, he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down, exposing her completely.
Alice shivered, the cool air caressing her sensitive flesh. She couldn't help but squirm, her nerves alight with a blend of fear and anticipation. Harley's eyes devoured her, raking over every inch of her exposed skin with predatory intensity.
"Such a good girl," he purred, his voice a soothing balm to her frazzled senses. He leaned forward, his hot breath fanning over her clit as he positioned himself between her thighs. Alice squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself for what was to come.
But instead of diving straight into the act, Harley took his time, lavishing her with attention. He blew gently on her damp folds, the cool air creating an exquisite contrast to the heat pooling in her core. Alice's nails dug into the couch cushions, her body arching involuntarily as she fought to remain still.
"Relax," Harley whispered, his voice a deep, rumbling vibration that seemed to resonate through her entire being. He ran his tongue along the length of her slit, teasing the entrance with slow, deliberate strokes. Alice moaned, her hips bucking against his mouth as she sought more of his skilled attention.
Harley chuckled softly, the sound vibrating against her sensitive skin. "Patience," he chided playfully, before returning to his task with renewed focus. He circled her clit with the tip of his tongue, the sensation driving Alice wild with need. She clutched at the couch cushions, her knuckles turning white as she struggled to stay grounded in reality.
"Please," Alice begged, her voice breaking with desperation. "Please, Harley, I need..."
"I know," he soothed, his words a dark promise of fulfillment. He pressed his mouth fully against her, swallowing her cries as he plunged his tongue deep inside her. Alice screamed, her body convulsing with pleasure as waves of orgasm crashed over her. Harley continued to lap at her, milking every last drop of ecstasy until Alice was limp and sated. He pulled back, licking his lips as if savoring a particularly delicious treat. Alice stared up at him, her eyes glazed with bliss, her body still quivering from the intensity of her release.
"My turn," Harley whispered, a wicked gleam in his eye. He rose to his feet, towering over Alice like a dark knight ready to claim his prize..."Fuck, you're so wet for me," he muttered, his voice thick with lust. "Tell me how bad you want it, Alice."
"Yes," Alice gasped, her hips bucking against him. "Oh God, yes, I want this."
His voice thick with lust. "Tell me how bad you want my cock in you, Alice."
"So bad, you're all I thought about all day," she panted.
Harley didn't need any more encouragement. He pulled his fingers from her dripping core and thrust two of them deep inside her. Alice screamed, the intensity of the sensation almost too much to bear. He pumped his fingers in and out, his thumb circling her clit in counterpoint.
“Harley," she gasped, "I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum..."
"Do it, Alice," he urged, his voice strained. "Cum for me."
With a final, shuddering moan, Alice climaxed, her inner walls clenching tightly around his fingers. Harley held her steady as she rode out the waves of pleasure, his own release building rapidly in response.
As her orgasm subsided, Harley withdrew his fingers and stepped back, guiding her to the bed. He was removing his pants with urgent hands. Alice watched, transfixed, as he freed his throbbing erection. He positioned himself at her entrance, the head of his cock pressing against her slick folds.
"Look at me," he commanded, his voice gruff. "Tell me if you want this."
Alice met his gaze, her eyes glazed with desire. "Yes, Harley," she breathed. "I want you. Now."
With a grunt of satisfaction, Harley thrust into her, filling her completely. Alice cried out, the sensation of being stretched open by him overwhelming her senses. He set a brutal pace, driving into her with raw, animalistic fervor.
The world narrowed down to the sound of their labored breathing, the sight of their entangled bodies, and the feel of his cock pounding into her. Every thrust sent her spiraling closer to another orgasm, her cries of pleasure mingling with his growls of satisfaction.
"Harder," she begged, her voice breaking. "Fuck, Harley, harder...
Harley obliged, grabbing her hips and slamming into her with renewed vigor. The bed rattled under their combined weight, the noise lost in the cacophony of their passion. Alice's nails scraped across the wood, leaving marks in their wake.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Harley groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic as he neared his own climax. "So fucking tight..."
"Harley, I'm... I'm close," Alice panted, her body tensing in anticipation.
"Cum with me," he urged, his voice thick with urgency. "Let go, Alice."
With a final, powerful thrust, Harley drove into her one last time, holding himself deep inside as they both erupted in unison. Alice screamed his name, her body convulsing around him as wave after wave of ecstasy coursed through her.