Fuck Control: filthy professors [f/m], Episode 2 | 2016

See part 1 here: http://redd.it/2ygi7x

I was planning to write about our trysts in some sort of chronological order, but all I can think about is what happened yesterday. Several weeks ago, Dylan and I mutually decided that due to circumstances (coworkers, small department, breaking all sorts of rules, etc), we needed to reign ourselves in and re-establish our professionalism and platonic friendship. Aside from some stolen kisses behind closed doors, we’d been mostly successful…until yesterday. Dylan and I both had a small window of free time yesterday morning, so we were hanging out in his office, reading the news, checking out reddit, and looking at the responses from my first post. We started to kiss, just innocently and playfully at first. We only had about 20 more minutes before Dylan had to leave for a meeting, but the kissing turned hot, and I could see his cock getting hard in those tight pants that he wears. I’m getting so horny just thinking about it. Yesterday, I was wearing a dress, sexy patterned stockings, and black heels. I straddled him in his office chair, and I could feel his erection, hard against my thigh as we continued to make-out and grind against each other. The time evaporated, and we were trying to cool down, but before Dylan left for his meeting, he told me to turn around. He bent me over his desk, pulled down my stockings, and started going down on me. Holy hell, the things that man does to me.
I couldn’t get anything productive done afterwards. All I could concentrate on was Dylan and how much I wanted to feel him inside of me, but alas, I knew that was a line we were still trying not to cross again. We exchanged a few text messages and agreed to meet in my office a couple hours later for some more play time. By the time he got here, I’d already taken off everything under my dress. As soon as the door was closed, we were clinging to each other, and the kissing was immediately intense and passionate, and he was rock hard again. I told him to take off his pants and get on the floor. I got down on top of him and ran my tongue along the inside of his thighs, down to his ass, and then slowly over his balls and all the way up the shaft to the tip. There was already a drop of precum emerging. The taste of his cum drives me so wild. After a few more minutes of oral, I straddled him and started teasing my clit with the tip of his cock. I gripped him hard and used his cock as my toy, rubbing it from my clit to my ass and just barely letting the tip enter me occasionally. It didn’t take me long to get close to cumming, and technically we hadn’t broken our no sex rule, but the closer I got, the more desperately I wanted his entire length inside of me, filling me up. The teasing continued until I just couldn’t take it anymore. I moved my hand, sat back, and felt him slide in, hard and deep. I’d been craving it for weeks, and fuck, it felt like ecstasy. I let loose and rode him hard, fast, and with complete abandon. I came within minutes. It sent shockwaves through my whole body. I could tell Dylan was close too, so I kept riding him rough until his whole body started to buck and he exploded inside of me. It felt so incredible that I almost came again just from feeling his penis throbbing and cumming into me while his body was shaking.
Immediately afterwards, we collapsed onto each other without saying anything for several seconds. He was still inside of me, and I could feel his heart racing. I told him (only semi-sincerely) that I was sorry for losing control. All he said was “fuck control.”