Yes Professor

By AuraAuthor

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He was seated at the front of the room when she strolled in the door. He was leaning back in the chair with just the back to legs touching the floor of the classroom. She wanted so badly to go kick the chair from under him, but she knew that wouldn't be a professional approach. She closed the door to the classroom and clicked along purposefully to her desk. "Mr. Malfoy," she said before placing her books and quill on the desk. "Kindly keep all four legs of the chair on the ground please."

He rolled his eyes before leaning forward. "Yes Professor."

"You are aware that you are here to discuss your most recent performance in my class?" she asked crossing her arms over her chest.

"Yes professor," he said sullenly.

"And what is your excuse for your poor test grades Mr. Malfoy? What exactly is it about my class that you find so difficult?"

He sighed. "I have trouble concentrating professor."

She huffed. "Because the material is that boring?"

He shook his head. "No professor."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Then why do you have trouble concentrating Mr. Malfoy?"

He pursed his lips. "There's this girl you see, she keeps distracting me from your lecture."

"Oh," she said intrigued, "maybe I should pull her in to this discussion as well. What about her distracts you Mr. Malfoy?"

"She has these amazing legs that peek out beneath her skirts each day professor. I can't help but imagine sliding my hands up them and gripping her thighs."

"Mr. Malfoy that is rather inappropriate. You might be better off to tell me who she is?"

He shook his head. "Can't do that professor, see I don't want her to get in trouble because I have a dirty mind."

"Maybe you can give me some clues as to who she is then Mr. Malfoy. Help me figure it out for myself," she said, her voice a little lower and huskier.

"She's bossy," he said licking his lips, "but in such an erotic way it's insane."

She eyed him. "Go on."

"She always has to be right and when she is spouting off about everything, she knows it makes me want to shove my cock down her throat just so she'll shut up."

"Mr. Malfoy," she said swallowing hard, "that's hardly appropriate language."

"She makes me inappropriate professor. I see her prancing around in her little pencil skirts and button-down blouses and all I can imagine is pushing her over her desk and fucking her from behind."

"Mr. Malfoy!" she said, but her alarm at his language wasn't real.

He smirked at her. "I'm sorry professor. But she makes me so fucking horny and I haven't been able to find release."

She chewed her lip for a moment. "What if I helped?" she asked.

He eyed her carefully. "Helped how professor?"

"What if I gave you the opportunity for release?"

"And how would you do that professor?" he asked, licking his lips again.

"Well," she said moving slowly towards his desk. "I'm obviously not your mystery woman, but I'm currently unattached and would like a bit of release myself."

"Professor," he said in mock alarm, "are you offering yourself to me? Really?"

She moved back to her desk and bent over with her arse in the air. "I'm offering to help you find release Mr. Malfoy."

Draco didn't have to be told twice. He pushed back from the table and moved to stand behind her undoing his belt and trousers as me moved. He gave his cock several good pulls before sliding her pencil skirt up her thighs. "So pretty," he whispered before he planted a hand firmly on her left arse cheek.

She squealed. "How many do you deserve professor?" he asked. "How many times have you masturbated this week?"

She hissed as his hand came down onto her bum again. "Three," she moaned out.

He smacked her right cheek this time before leaning over and planting a kiss on his handprint. "Only three?" he asked.

"Yes," she said with a moan as he rubbed the head of his cock against her knickers. "My boyfriend has been here visiting and he's taken good care of me this week."

He reached up and pulled her knickers down her thighs. "Fuck," he moaned out at the sight of her wet cunt. "He must have left you in need today."

She huffed and ground her arse against his hand. "He did," she said, "he got me worked up and left me. Something about wanting to role play as student and teacher."

He slapped her arse again. "Insolent witch," he said. "Poor thing has been left unattended, but that's where Draco comes in love," he whispered. "I'll take good care of you, professor."

He pulled her knickers down her thighs and slid a finger along her slit. "So pretty," he said before taking the head of his cock and pushing it inside of her quickly.

Their pace was rapid, but enjoyable. She moaned and groaned like the first time he had taken her and he knew it had been worth the chance to play this game. She began to buck against him chasing her pleasure and he drew a gentle circle around her arsehole for good measure which had her coming undone around his cock. "Beautiful," he hissed as he began to pump faster into her cunt, working on his own orgasm.

When he had finished and pulled back from her, he smirked at the mess he had left behind. It marked her as his and he was proud. He pulled her knickers back into place before kissing her bum again. "You're going to leave me like this?" she asked incuriously.

"Of course," he said pulling her back to standing after he tucked his cock back into his trousers. "I want you to smell like mine and my cum pooling in your knickers will definitely make that happen."

She laughed. "Possessive," she said with a snicker.

"Damn straight, professor," he said with a grin.

Once back in the quarters they were sharing for his visit, Draco pulled out a little list of sexual adventures they had composed at the front of the year. He took a quill and marked 'student/teacher role play' off the list with a grin.

~FIN~