Professor Harlan leaned against his desk, arms crossed, watching the last student file out. The classroom smelled like chalk and cheap coffee. Mia lingered by the door, backpack slung low on one hip, her short skirt riding up her thighs.
"You wanted to see me about that grade, Professor?" she asked, voice low.
"Close the door and lock it," he said. No bullshit. She did it without hesitation.
Harlan didn't waste time. He grabbed her by the waist, spun her around, and bent her over the desk. Papers scattered. Her ass pushed back against him, round and firm under that thin skirt. He flipped it up. No panties. Just smooth, shaved pussy already glistening.
"Fuck, you've been sitting in my class like this?" he growled, running two fingers through her wet slit. Mia moaned and spread her legs wider.
"Every day," she said. "Thinking about your cock."
He unzipped, pulled out his thick dick, and rubbed the head against her entrance. No foreplay needed. She was dripping. He slammed in deep on the first thrust, bottoming out. Mia cried out, gripping the edge of the desk.
Harlan fucked her hard and steady, hips slapping against her ass. The desk creaked under them. Each stroke made her pussy clench around him. He reached under, found her clit, and rubbed it in rough circles while he pounded her.
"Harder," she begged. "Use me like the slut I am."
He pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and shoved back in. Her legs wrapped around his waist. Tits bounced under her shirt. He yanked it up, sucked one nipple hard, biting just enough to make her gasp. Her juices coated his shaft, dripping down onto the floor.
Mia reached down and played with her own clit while he fucked her. "I'm gonna come," she warned.
"Do it. Come on my cock."
She did, body shaking, pussy pulsing tight around him. Harlan didn't stop. He kept driving into her through the orgasm, then pulled out and spun her back over the desk. He spread her ass cheeks and pressed his wet cock against her tighter hole.
"Want it here too?" he asked.
"Yes. Fuck my ass."
He worked the head in slow at first, then pushed deeper. Mia pushed back, taking him. He fucked her ass with the same raw rhythm, one hand fisting her hair, the other reaching around to finger her pussy. She came again, messier this time, squirting a little onto his hand.
Harlan grunted and unloaded deep in her ass, thick ropes filling her. He stayed buried until he softened, then pulled out. Cum leaked down her thighs.
Mia straightened her clothes, face flushed but smiling. "Same time tomorrow?"
Harlan tucked his dick away. "Bring a friend if you want extra credit."
She unlocked the door and left. He sat down, already hard again thinking about next class.
