College Girls / Remember Professor Diane Duncan
From Create Your Own Story
Usually Professor Duncan's class wouldn't be a subject you're very interested in but you need the credits and a few friends said it was the one of the better classes there were. Of course, the rumours of the beautiful professor taking students into her bed didn't hurt.
When you saw her enter classroom for the first time you realized the rumours were all true. Diane Duncan was a beauty but it wasn't just her looks that had every man around her drooling. The way she walked, her hips swaying seductively, left everyone hypnotized. Her breathy, sultry voice left not a limp cock, nor a dry pussy, in the room, yet at the same time she managed to command the respect and attention of her colleagues and students, who, somehow, managed to take in more of the course's subject matter than normal, despite being perpetually horny when listening to her. Perhaps it also helped that whenever the average grade for test exams was low she would pout and explain how disappointed she was. No one wanted her to feel disappointed, so they worked harder.
You did especially badly on the first and second test exam, so after she had gone over the second one in class she asked you to stay behind.
"You know, I'm very disappointed," she said, standing in front of you. The way she stood afforded you a good glimpse down her low cut blouse. She was wearing a white lace bra. "I'm afraid if you don't do better than this you're going to fail, and I don't want that." She bends over and looks you straight in the eyes. The look in her eyes is serious and slightly sad, yet the sexy glint just doesn't go away. You nod.
"Yes, Professor Duncan," you manage. "I'll try my best." She smiles warmly and the sadness leaves her eyes. You are instantly hard.
"Good. If you ace my class, you never know, there might be a reward in it for you." She winks at you and turns and leaves. You almost came in your pants then. What did she mean reward? You decide you're going to find out and for the rest of the semester Professor Duncan's class is nearly all you can think of. Your test scores improve rapidly and when the day of the final exam arrives you are feeling confident.
The very day after taking the final exam Duncan calls you to her office. You find the time she is asking you to see her a bit odd, as it is after conventional office hours are over. You don't mind, though, and arrive promptly at the agreed upon time.
You knock on her door and hear her answer of "Enter," which you obey. Professor Duncan offers you a seat which you quickly take, mostly to hide your growing erection. Duncan looks like she just came off the set of a porno. She wears a pair of sexy glasses, bright red lipstick, a white blouse that's at least one size too small, showing off her lacy bra, a very short skirt, stockings and garters, and stiletto heels. All of this you can see as she stands up as you sit down.
She walks around her large desk and stands in front of you, her butt just resting on the lip of her desk. You are now in direct eye-line with her massive breasts but you tear your eyes away from them to meet her eyes.
"I asked you here because of your test results."
You nod and swallow hard. You are slightly nervous now.
How did you do on the test?:
