Her Dirty Professor Series (21+)

“Tell me that sweet slit of yours isn’t getting sloppy thinking of taking Papa’s cock in your mouth.”

I drive my fingers into her clutching walls as the warmth of her orgasm leaks down my hand. “Papa, please.” She trembles against my chest, her face smashed into the mirror as I fill her with two thick fingers, banging against her pubic bone with the force of the finger fuck until she’s stuttering and slipping down the glass.

I grab her around her waist, slipping my slick fingers from her seizing opening, then ease her onto her knees, her eyes unseeing, body limp.

“You’re on the naughty list, but luckily you can do something nice for Papa and be a good girl again. Now, open those pretty lips, I’m going to feed you some Feliz Navi-Dick.”

What I don’t tell her, but I will someday when we are settled and this whole charade of hiding and pretending is behind us, is I gave her one of my firsts as well.

This.

Never have I let a woman put her mouth on my cock.

Childhood trauma you could say.

See, my father, God rest his dark soul, taught me everything I know about being a cold-hearted bastard in our world, told me more times than I care to count about how he would take care of his enemies in a way they never saw coming.

Find a woman. The prettiest one you could find with the biggest debt hanging over her head.

Send her on a mission. Get your enemy’s cock in her mouth, then…bring it back to him in a paper sack.

Carina’s mouth will be the first for me. The only one I trust.

“Take me out. Slow. I want to watch and remember every second.”

There’s shuffling outside the dressing room, a soft knock.

“Fuck off.” I grimace, dropping a hand to palm the top of Carina’s head, keeping her focused. “When I want your help, you’ll fucking know. Now, fuck off.”

Her fingers fumble and shake on my zipper, dragging the length of my wood from my pants as I reach down and haul my balls out and hang them over the base of my open zipper.

“I-I-” Her eyes are full of questions as I tuck her hair behind her ears, grip the sides of her head and nod. Looking for a second into the mirror, I lick my lips at the image. Carina, on her knees in front of me. Her pretty little heels indenting into her soft bottom, my face twisted with darkness and lust as her fingers ease around my shaft.

“Get it in your mouth, little girl. Papa’s waited a long time for this, but my patience isn’t infinite. Get to sucking and don’t expect me to be gentle.”

“Like this?” Her eyes toy with me as she wraps her fingers around the veiny shaft, my heart nearly pounding through my chest.

“Get it in your fucking mouth,” I demand, as I jut my hips forward while tugging her face onto my length.

The warmth of her mouth hits me like a thousand bullets into my heart. I knew, in an offhand way of course, that getting sucked off probably felt great, but my PTSD from my father’s stories never allowed me to give it a fucking go.

But now?

My little angel kneeling in front of me is going to need the best pair of knee pads sold on this planet because she’s going to be spending a fuck ton of time down there.

“God damn, I love you, baby. Remember that, because you’re going to be getting a throat full of Papa’s cock. And it’s your job to take it.”

I watch in awe as she tries to nod, but I’m hell-bent on getting every inch of my monster down her tight baby throat. Deeper, deeper as she gurgles and works the base with her hands, big approval-seeking eyes on me and I’m re-fucking-born.

I’m resurrected from the dead as I hold her head and groan. When she pulls back, my dick leaves her mouth with a sloppy, popping sound. She gasps, her face red as my Santa suit.

“It’s so big-” She bows her head and I thread my fingers into her hair, yanking her head back so her eyes are on mine. “Bigger up close.”

“Yes, baby. Every inch is for you to take care of.” I loosen one hand from her hair and fist the base over her hands, drawing my cock to the side, smacking it on her cheek, then the other as her eyes flutter closed with each cock slap. “Kiss the tip.”

Her plump lips pucker right up as I guide the swollen, dripping head to them and ease her face into position by the hair, her hands loosening and falling to press flat on the fronts of my thighs, seeking balance.

“That’s a good girl. You look so fucking perfect like this. Kissing your grandpa’s dick on your knees, bet you are making a sloppy mess between your legs too.” She nods like the good angel she is, the desire to make me happy and get my approval clear in her eyes. “You’ll worship it. Just like I’ll worship your pussy. You’re a fucking miracle. Papa’s private little treasure to use as he wishes.”

The muscles in my stomach clench. She’s so fucking beautiful; why she wants an old grumpy fuck like me, I don’t know. But with every brush of her lips on my dick, I vow to take care of her forever.

I’ll provide for her as I always have, but with more care and attention to her every fucking whim and want. She’s mine to do as I please, but with that, I will make sure she needs nothing. That she knows I am her everything and her needs will always come before mine.

Well, except maybe right now.

“Papa needs his dick sucked, baby. Get to it.”

She winds her hands around the shaft again, guiding it to her mouth. Before I stuff it inside, she looks at me with those eyes of the little girl I’ve known for so long, resting the length on her face, her hands holding it at the base with fingers high like she’s praying to my cock.

The head rests on her forehead, the shaft down the slope of her nose, her warm breath tickling my balls as she lingers there, in a gesture of reverence to my manhood that fucking wrecks me.

“I’m worshiping your cock, Papa. Just like you said I would. It’s beautiful, I think I’m in love.” Her eyes flicker upward, nose crinkled.

“Fucking brat. Get on that fucking cock and suck like your life depends on it. I want spit and gagging and fucking effort, baby. Show me how much you love me with your mouth.”

She opens her lips and I feed her every inch, down, down, down.

In and out. In and out. Plowing over her tongue and into the tight tunnel of her throat while she wiggles on her knees, slapping at my hips.

“Told you I wouldn’t be gentle. Now, relax that throat, you’ve got three more inches waiting.”

She’s gagging but also sucking; and within a few seconds, her throat softens and she sucks me down like a fucking pro.

“God, I love you.” My eyes shut as my head falls back, holding the back of her head in my hand, the whole of my dick down my granddaughter’s soft throat. “Hold it there, you’ll breathe when I say. Show me how much you’ll suffer to make me happy, baby. Show me…”

Fuck, it’s better than I ever imagined. I’m greedier than I thought when it comes to getting my pleasure from her, but I’ll give it back to her tenfold.

“I love how hard you try for me. Such a good girl, holding my dick down like that. I’ve never seen you look more beautiful.”

I’m not going to last. I release her for a gasping breath around my shaft, then she gets going on it all on her own. Gurgling and sucking and breathing, her fingers jerking off the slick shaft, finding her pace, saliva dripping from her chin.

I hump her face like the dirty old man that I am as she squeezes her lips around me, sucking harder as I drag her mouth back and forth, pummeling that young throat of hers until my balls slap on her chin, her eyes begging for relief.

“You’d do anything for me, wouldn’t you, baby? You’re giving me all of you right now, and you’ll do it again and again whenever Papa’s needy, won’t you?”

I give her my big cock harder and faster until a tingle starts in my core. “Your prize is coming, baby. You did such a good job, you’re going to get your reward now. No spitting.”

Pressure rises in my balls, the unbearable weight of my cum heaving upward as her hot wet mouth works feverishly up and down, up and down.

“I’m going to destroy you with my cock every fucking day. You’ll beg for it too, won’t you? Like a good girl. My fucking good girl. Here it comes, baby. Papa’s going to come.”

The tension builds until the intensity is unbearable, her chortle and sounds of wet effort spur my orgasm forward as I grit my teeth and my dick explodes.

My testicles fucking knot up and I nearly black out. Her little hands beat off the few inches she retains as she swallows, swallows as I nut and spurt down her throat.

“You’re trying so hard, baby. Keep swallowing, there’s more.” Another spurt as her eyes look like they’re coming out of their sockets, but her throat massages the engorged tip and something inside me shifts.

I release her hair, stroking her now instead of tugging as she swallows the last of my orgasm. I watch her perfect mouth stretched around me, knowing I’ll never let my baby go.

There’s more shuffling outside the door of the dressing room as I let my dick fall from her stretched lips. Her face is a sloppy mess of spit and cream as sweat trickles down my back and I pull her from her knees, holding her to my chest and kissing her head, wiping her mouth with my hand.

“That was perfect, baby. Such a sweet girl you are for me. I love you, you know that, right?”

She nods against my chest as I ease her onto the little chair in the dressing room, then work my cock back into my pants. I stare at her slumping form, with her eyes glazed, cheeks pink and lips swollen.

“You were mine before. But, after that,” I shake my head, inhaling through my fingers as I press my hand to my mouth. “I’ll kill anyone that tries to take you away. Anyone.”