Kamiranna77 - KamiraAnna

~ Part 5. ~

I was sitting in my sixth lesson, which was History. I glanced at the girls in our class who were simply infatuated with Professor Rogers - blond hair with blue eyes, 6’ 0” tall. The girls almost fainted at the sight of him, and hearing his voice were so excited that I was shocked. As far as I'm concerned, he didn't turn me on...

Finally, the bell for recess rang. I was able to rest those 10 minutes before two hours of Latin. I decided to chew some gum to relieve stress... It didn't help, so two minutes before class I spat it out into the trash can.

I sat in my bench and I was nervous as usual...

Finally the Professor came and I looked at him. As always irreplaceable, black tight pants hugging his shapely ass, a white shirt and this time a green tie, a black jacket was slung over his shoulder. He hung it over the back of his chair, then sat down and opened the journal. After checking the attendance list, he traditionally looked at the class and said:

„Today I will question myself with two people. I warn you in advance that I do not want to hear any prompts or conversations during this time.”

He reached for his notebook, did not look for a long time, then looked up:

„The number will be the first to answer... Number 5. and I invite you with the notebook.”

Chris got up to answer... He got the answer at the blackboard by writing sentences spoken by the Professor in Latin.

I watched him as he was writing quickly on the blackboard and was just finishing the last third sentence. Strangely, it had one minor error. After he finished, he walked over to the teacher's desk, who checked his homework, which he had all done correctly.

"I was wondering if maybe there is something wrong with me that only I have such lousy grades?!"

I was snapped out of my thoughts by my Professor's voice:

„The second person who will answer today is the number... Hmm...”

I saw him leaf through the notebook quickly with his neat fingers. Finally, he stopped where he wanted and looked up his intense green eyes:

„I invite number 22. to answer.”

I froze... "God no... It's my number... He must be joking..."

„Just take the notebook, my dear.”

He added while smiling.

I grabbed my notebook, got up hesitantly from the bench, and walked terrified to the Professor's desk.

I didn't know anything... I didn't think he'd answer.

I put the notebook on the desk waiting for it to be cut.

The man turned in the chair to face me and then crossed his legs, and I managed to see that he was smiling differently than usual. Then he finally asked:

„Do you know the rules of oral questioning, my dear?”

I nodded my head and added:

„Yes...”

„Yes, what?”

I got better, or so I thought.

„Yes, I know the rules...”

He looked at me as if he was expecting something and I still didn't know what it was.

He combed his hair, then intertwined his fingers and rested them on his knee.

„My dear, haven't you forgotten something?”

I tucked a small strand of hair behind my ear and said:

„I think not...”

He raised an eyebrow significantly. He glanced at Alexey, who was waving his hand like a man possessed, then turned to him:

„Explain to your friend what is extremely important and very important she forgot...”

The self-satisfied nerd said to me:

„You forgot to say 'Professor'.”

I glanced at the teacher, who triumphed internally over me.

I put my hands behind me and said so only he could hear:

„I'm sorry, Professor...”

"God, did he really have to be so meticulous and biting?"

„All right. So I'll ask again, do you know the rules of oral questioning, my dear?”

„Yes, I know the rules, Professor.”

„I enjoy it. Then I will tell you three sentences one by one and you will tell me if they are correct or not. If you think they are wrong, then you already say them correctly, but... I also warn you that I may ask a tricky question, so I advise you to think carefully before you answer anything.”

I got two sentences and I didn't answer any of them correctly. The Professor looked at me.

„This is your last chance, my dear. Focus and don't screw it up...”

"As I predicted... I fell... A guaranteed F for my collection. There is something to be proud of..."

Finally, I couldn't take it mentally anymore and tears began to flow down my cheeks, and I began to shake.

Monra, who was sitting in the first pew in the middle row, noticed that I was crying and turned to the Professor in a malicious voice:

„Professor, because Y/N is crying like a spoiled brat!”

I quickly turned my back to the classroom.

God I was so ashamed... I have never cried in front of my class, nor have I ever cried because of any teacher.

I wanted to leave the classroom as soon as possible, or at least tell my Professor without any shame that I can't do anything and I'm afraid to ask him for help because I just fell in love with him...

After Monra's words, I thought he was going to scold me for crying, but he didn't respond. On the contrary, he opened a drawer in his desk and handed me a whole packet of tissues. I took it without saying a word... He glanced at Monra, then raised his voice and told her not to speak unless asked.

Finally the teacher took his pen and flipped through my notebook and came across the homework.

I was hoping for a miracle that at least the homework would be okay, and here it is total disappointment...

He started sketching, making corrections, and I got... yes, exactly. I got a second F.

Finally, he sighed heavily, looked at me and then got:

„Stay after class. We need to talk very seriously. Go back to your seat now.”

Sounded serious.

„G-Good, P-Professor...”

I said so only he could hear.

I grabbed my notebook, went back to my seat, and wiped my eyes quickly.

I've been waiting for this nightmare to end...

Traditionally, exactly five minutes before the bell, the Professor dictated our homework, and exactly at 15:20 pm the bell rang.

I finally packed my things and waited in my desk for the Professor to talk to me.

~ Part 14. ~

Finally, I took a breath, plucked up my courage, and began:

„I... I have to... I have to tell you this...” I wanted to sound believable.

„Am I listening to you, my dear?” He asked very calmly.

„From that first day, when you, Professor, came to your first Latin lesson, I just can't stop thinking about you. I have a hard time keeping up with your lessons because your voice excites me so damn much, Professor. When I go to sleep I dream about you so intensely that in the morning I wake up all wet. I don't know what kind of cologne you're using either, but it's making me lose my mind. Every time we pass each other in the hallway, I want to pounce on you and shower you with millions of kisses, but I can't! I don't want you to lose your job because of me... God, what the fuck am I doing?! You'll think, Professor, that I'm probably a stupid, desperate teenager...”

When I finished, the professor looked at me with wide eyes. Suddenly and violently I pulled away from him, desperately clutching at the front of his shirt, then had an uncontrollable fit of crying. I don't care if his clothes get wet from my tears.

Crying, I felt him start hugging me and rubbing my back comfortingly.

„You're not stupid, my dear... Never think of yourself that way. Also, don't say that...” his words sounded like a soothing balm.

I started to sob.

"I have to finally say it..." I thought.

I looked up at him with my puffy, tear-stained eyes.

„I fucking love you Loki Laufeyson!” I said in a broken voice.

He cupped my face, letting my tears fall.

He smiled so blissfully I could melt. Finally he said:

„These are the most beautiful words I've heard from you today!”

He took the tear-soaked strands of my hair from my face:

„I will make sure our relationship remains a secret.”

„You give me your word?” I asked still a little apprehensively.

„Yes, and I promise you that when you finish school, I will resign immediately and stay with you forever!”

I smiled because one of my dreams came true. After that, my Professor took my face and started kissing me more and more passionately...

Finally, with a smile on our faces, we left the room together with my professor, and with her the school building, because it really got very late.

I hastily left the room with the professor and the school building, because it was very late. The man suggested that I drop by his house and stay for the weekend. It's just that this weekend dragged on to such an extent that...

I moved in with him.

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In fact, I always wanted someone to make me happy, but I never thought it would be my Latin teacher.

I didn't know that I would ever become the... Teacher's Private Erotic Pet.

~ Part 3. ~

I've never been nervous about the coming Monday... I felt a total emptiness in my head, and I was sitting on pins and needles. It's good that at least I could focus on Physics.

Finally, in the second lesson, our Professor came holding a sheaf of papers.

"God... don't let this test be now... God, please..." I thought in my head.

The man turned to the class.

„Good morning, class and immediately request to take out pens. Since it's Monday and we have two lessons together, you'll write the test now, and I'll check your notebooks with the homework I gave you.”

"Oh fuck..." I thought in horror, then covered my mouth with my hand. "Homework! I completely forgot about it because of this study for the test!"

As the Professor approached my desk, I glanced shyly at him. Finally, he handed me the test sheet and took my notebook without looking at me at all.

After collecting all the notebooks, he sat down at his desk and took out his red-filled pen. He looked at the class:

„You have the whole class hour to write the test and not a minute more. Exactly everything that was in our lessons is on the test.” He smiled sarcastically before adding. „Good luck to you all!”

I tried to write as best as I could and what I could remember.

After about 10 minutes, I could slightly look up from the paper and saw Maxim, who was waving his hand up.

The Professor looked at him in surprise, one eyebrow raised.

„What's the matter?”

Maxim proudly said:

„I've already finished the test, Sir!”

The man gestured to him to come over to him with the test, then took the paper from him and sent the boy to his place.

„Go sit back in your seat and be quiet.”

The boy nodded and sat down.

There are 5 minutes left until the end of the lesson, and as always, I turned in the test last, so according to the prevailing rule, I will be last at the final handout.

After the break in the second lesson, checked notebooks were lying on our desks.

Of course I got an F. I rather expected it, because I completely forgot about my homework.

And that's how my Monday started. For the first time I forgot to do my homework, but I knew for 100% that I would also get an B on the test.

~ Part 7. ~

After a while, my Professor unfastened the buttons at the cuffs, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows, loosened and skillfully took off his tie, which he unexpectedly threw on the chair, and I suddenly felt his large hands stroking my back.

Suddenly, he leaned over to my ear...

"God, I don't know what cologne he was using, but he smelled great. Literally amazing! Such pure sexuality and passion... Until my nipples hardened and I ran out of air to breathe."

„I hope, my dear, that you are not a virgin.” his whisper made me shiver with excitement.

It was more of a statement than a question on his part.

„No, I-I'm not, P-Professor...” I barely managed to say anything.

„That's good... I'll take advantage of this fact...”

The only thing I have is a hormonal IUD, but that's another matter...

Suddenly, I felt him grab me by the shoulders and turn me around so that my back was pressed against his torso.

In addition, I felt something pressing against my small buttocks. No, it wasn't his knee... More like his throbbing erection was making itself felt.

He grabbed my chin with his free hand and lifted it slightly.

He put his other hand under my shirt and lightly stroked my belly until I got goosebumps. Then he took it and ran it down my thigh until he finally lifted my skirt...

At that moment, he gently lifted the fabric of my thin black lace thong with one finger.

I moaned in excitement as he suddenly touched my bare pussy with his cool hand.

„I haven't done anything to you yet and you're already so wet to me. My lovely pet... How did this happen?” his voice made me want to drift away.

„I... b-because, I... P-Professor...” I started to stutter.

„Tell the truth, my dear.” He ordered.

„It excites me, Professor. I can't concentrate on your lessons.” I told him the whole truth.

I heard a rumble in my hair.

„Hmm... Then prove to me how much I turn you on!”

„Please... Please Professor...” I didn't know what to say.

He placed a light kiss on my nape.

„What are you asking for, my little pet?”

With almost tears in my eyes and desperation in my voice, I replied to him:

„Please touch me... I'm begging you!”

I felt his thumb rubbing my clit. Suddenly, I felt him insert one finger into my already aroused pussy, so that he could then join another, and then a third. He was fingering me unexpectedly that I couldn't control myself.

„God... P-Professor...” I felt warm.

He began to push my red-hot pussy with his fingers more and more.

„You're so wet and extremely tight just for me.”

I wanted to stop my moans, but I couldn't control them:

„Professor... I... I can't...”

„Oh no...Moan my pet...Every sweet moan of yours is music to my ears...”

I felt my legs shake and my voice cracked.

„Professor... I'm begging you... I w-want to... I'll c-come soon...”

I never thought my teacher would make me orgasm.

He suddenly stopped when I was about to come...

I felt his long, shapely fingers on my lips, dripping with my juices...

„Sweet little girl... Open your mouth and suck...”

I did what he told me. I was only afraid of the consequences if I did something wrong...

Suddenly, my Professor turned me around to face him, a mysterious smile on his face. I didn't know what he was going to do...

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