My phone chimes again and I see a text from another sorority girl named Trish I met at the meet and greet party they held a few weeks ago. Hi Abby! Do you need a ride to the slumber party tonight? I can swing by and pick you up!

  “Oh, that’s sweet,” I murmur happily. I text her back, agreeing. I throw on a silky bathrobe and only twenty minutes later, Trish honks her car horn outside in the parking lot. Grinning from ear to ear, I rush outside and hop in her cute little Volkswagen bug. We chat about classes and sorority stuff on the ride there. Trish seems really nice, if maybe a little ditzy. When we get to the Kappa Theta Nu house, it’s already getting dark outside. The sorority house is on campus, only about a hundred feet away from the history department building where my father’s office is located. I try not to think about the fact that Professor Black’s office is in there, too.

  “Wait here, okay?” Trish says to me, her blonde ponytail bouncing as she turns back to smile at me. “I just need to check something. I’ll come get you in a second.”

  “Oh. You want me to wait out there? In my… underwear?” I ask shyly.

  “Yeah, silly! It’ll just take a second. Don’t worry,” she says with a wink as she disappears into the sorority house. I wait outside, looking around the dark, quiet campus and hoping nobody sees me. I feel so exposed. So vulnerable. Several minutes pass, and I’m starting to get really nervous. I walk up to the front door and try to open it. The door is locked. I give it a few hard knocks. No answer. It’s a little chilly out there, and I have goosebumps from waiting in the cold, barely dressed.

  I send Trish a text, asking where she is, and her reply makes my heart sink.

  Gotcha! Haha, welcome to day one of hazing. There is no lingerie party, silly!

  What am I supposed to do? I send back frantically.

  Not my problem! Trish replies with a devil emoji.

  “Oh my god. I cannot believe this is happening,” I mutter. I glance over at the history building. If my dad looks out his office window, he’ll see me here. If he catches his pure, innocent daughter standing outside in the cold in nothing but a lacy bra and panties, there will be hell to pay.

  “I should’ve known this was too good to be true,” I groan, wracking my brain for a way out of this awful situation. Just then, I see someone walking toward me out of the corner of my eye: a dark, tall figure coming from the direction of the history building.

  “Oh no,” I gasp, trying to duck behind a tree. What if it’s my dad?

  “Abby?” the male voice calls out. “Abby Collins?”

  I recognize the voice instantly. But it’s not my father’s voice.

  I peek around the tree, blushing. “Professor Black?” I whisper.

  He comes strolling over with a concerned expression on his handsome face. My heart starts to race as he looks me up and down. He raises an eyebrow and I start to make excuses.

  “I-I was tricked. They said there was a party tonight but they lied. They locked me out,” I say hurriedly. “I didn’t do this on purpose!”

  “You know, if your father was to catch you out here, you’d be in big trouble,” he says.

  “I know, I know. But please don’t tell him. He’s so overprotective. He’d just make me move back home or something, and I’m eighteen! I need my freedom, you know?” I burst out, my lip trembling. “Please, please don’t tell my dad. I-I’ll do anything. I’ll do extra credit or whatever else you want, I swear.”

  “Anything else?” Professor Black says coyly.

  I nod vigorously, stepping closer to him. “Yes. Anything. Just don’t tell my dad.”

  “Come with me,” he commands in a low growl. He drapes his coat over my shivering body and leads me back toward the history building. My heart is pounding. Is he taking me to my father? I’m almost too afraid to ask. But he takes me to a back entrance, quietly guiding me into the elevator to the third floor. It’s the same floor as my dad’s office, but to my surprise, he doesn’t take me to my dad. Professor Black leads me to a different room-- the Black Book Library. It’s a room I have never been inside, a small library of Professor Black’s rare and expensive book collection, which he donated to the school. It’s a beautiful room with wood floors, a leather armchair, a gorgeous mahogany desk, and shelves upon shelves of books lining every wall.

  “Wow,” I murmur, looking around in awe. I turn to look back at my professor with confusion. “But why are we here?”

  He walks up to me and takes my chin in his hand, peering into my face with those piercing blue eyes. I can hardly remember to breathe as he explains, “If you do as I say, I won’t tell your father about what you were doing tonight. Abby, you aren’t the same little girl you used to be. I would be a liar if I said I haven’t noticed. You’re turning into quite the beautiful young woman.” He looks me up and down appreciatively. I feel a flicker of that same old desire.

  “What are you saying?” I ask, eyes wide.

  He gives me a sly smile. “I’m saying that tonight, you are going to help me act out a fantasy of mine.” He walks over to the mahogany desk and opens a drawer, taking out a strip of black fabric. Professor Black comes back to me and ties the strip around my head, blindfolding me. I can hardly believe this is really happening.

  “What are you going to do to me?” I whisper.

  “My friend and I are going to fuck you. Right here in the library. With your father right down the hall. You will be quiet and do exactly as I tell you. Do you understand?” he says coolly.

  I nod. “Yes, sir. I understand.”

  “Good girl,” he replies. “Wait here.”

  I hear him walk away and open the door, his footsteps heading down the hallway as I stand blindfolded and overwhelmed. This has to be a dream, right?

  A few moments later, the door creaks open and two sets of footsteps enter the room. I hold my breath, not knowing what to expect. The door closes and I hear someone lock it.

  “Who’s there?” I ask softly.

  The next thing I know, there’s a hand clapped over my mouth. A tall, powerful body slides up behind me, smelling of cologne and cognac. Professor Black. I can sense him, his hands roving down my body, groping and caressing my breasts. I tremble, unable to comprehend what’s happening to me. A moment later, there’s another man in front of me. He smells and feels different, yet familiar. I can’t quite place it. I stand totally still while the second man leans in and presses his lips to mine. His hands cup my face as his tongue probes inside of my mouth. I’ve never been kissed before. The sensation of four hands touching me, the musky scent of two men pressing me between them, and the mystery man’s lips against mine is enough to make me weak in the knees. I go almost totally limp, with my professor holding me up from behind. I can feel something long and hard pressing against my bare ass, and I realize with a jolt it’s his cock.

  Professor Black gropes my breasts through the thin lace of my bra, stroking my sensitive, perky nipples with his fingers. The mystery man in front of me has softer hands, moving slowly down my body, caressing my every curve. He slips a hand between my thighs, cupping my soft,aching mound in his palm. I feel a shiver of anticipation as he begins to gently stroke me through the lace of my panties, his fingers circling my clit while Professor Black squeezes my tits. I lean back against him and to my delight he begins kissing the ticklish, exposed flesh of my neck. I moan, starting to rock my body in tandem with the finger stroking my cunny.

  Just when I think it can’t get any better, he hooks his finger under the fabric of my panties and yanks them aside so he can gently slide a a digit inside of my pussy. I gasp, shocked at the sensation of his finger delving inside my tight hole, expertly stroking at a deliciously pleasurable spot deep within me. He moves faster and faster, fucking my pussy with first one finger, then two, then three. It almost hurts as he stretches my tight little hole, but it feels so fucking good.

  Professor Black smacks my ass hard, making me cry out. Again, a hand comes up to cover my mouth. “Shhh,” he growls in my ear. “Don’t want your daddy to hear you.”

  The mystery guy kneels down in front of me and tugs down my panties. I let him take them off, wondering what will happen next. But nothing could have prepared me for the sensation of a warm, wet mouth licking and sucking at my clit. I whimper and shake as he lifts one of my legs up over his shoulder, diving in and devouring my pussy while Professor Black nips and sucks my neck, his hands still roughly groping my breasts. The mystery man slides his finger back inside me, fucking my tight cunny while he plays with my clit. It’s not long before I’m coming, my whole body shuddering with the overwhelming pleasure.

  “Good girl. Come all over his fingers,” my professor hisses in my ear. “Such a good little slut. How long have you wanted a man’s touch on your body? Tell me, Abby, have you touched yourself? Made yourself come?”

  “Yes,” I gasp. They never let up for even a second. I hear my professor unzip his pants and then I feel his hard, massive cock pressing against my ass. I rut up against him, needing to feel him close to me.

  He groans appreciatively and says, “Do you want this cock in your mouth, little girl?”

  I nod. “Yes, sir. Please.” Truthfully, I don’t know what I’m doing, but I can’t stop now.

  The mystery man continues to fingerfuck my aching cunt, harder and faster while he sucks my clit, flicking his tongue over the sensitive little bud until I’m squirming.

  “Come again for me,” Professor Black snarls, his breath ticklish on my skin.

  Like magic, my pussy gushes with sweet honey as I tremble and moan. The second man laps it up hungrily, lightly smacking my twitching cunt with his fingers. It hurts and feels incredible at the same time, and I have to bite my lip to keep from screaming.

  “I’ve wanted this for so long,” my professor growls, groping my ass and rubbing his cock against me. “I have been patiently waiting. Little Abby Collins. Always off-limits. But you’re mine now. Get on your knees.”

  Both men let go of me and I kneel down, still blindfolded. I can feel my pussy dripping wet between my thighs as I wait for the next move. A pair of hands reach down and take off the blindfold. I blink slowly, letting my eyes adjust to the dim light of the lamp. In front of me stands Professor Black and a younger man with dark curly hair and gorgeous green eyes. He’s tall and lanky, wearing a white t-shirt and jeans. Professor Harry Davis. He’s the adjunct history professor all my classmates are in love with. He’s only twenty-nine and boyishly good-looking. He’s known as Professor Black’s protege, and he’s so cool he insists that his students call him Harry, instead of Professor Davis.

  Both of them strip out of their clothes, and I gawk at their long, glorious cocks bare and impressive in front of me. Professor Black bends down and ties my hands behind my back, then stands up straight, looking down at me.

  “Have you ever had a cock in your mouth, Abby?” he asks in a low, rough voice.

  “No, sir.”

  “Do you want a cock in your mouth?”

  I swallow hard, my mouth already salivating. “Yes, sir.” I part my lips, looking up at them both expectantly. I’m a little scared, but I’m even more turned on. My professor gives Harry a subtle nod, and Harry takes a step closer, stroking his smooth, hard shaft.

  “Come on,” he says gently. I give the head of his cock a tentative lick, and the silver-haired professor cups the back of my head, pushing Harry’s cock deeper into my mouth until I can feel the tip brushing against the back of my throat. I almost start coughing, but I get ahold of myself.

  “Relax. It’s okay,” Harry assures me, stroking the hair back from my face. He gives me a soft smile and begins to slowly rock his hips, his cock sliding in and out of my mouth. As I get the hang of it, I begin to sukc harder, bobbing up and down on his cock and moaning at the sensation of my cheeks being stretched to accommodate his size. Harry groans, tilting his head back and closing his eyes while I suck his cock. All the while, Professor Black has a fistful of my hair, pushing me and controlling me so I can’t push away. Not that I’d want to. I love the feeling of my mouth stuffed with cock, more than I ever expected I would. Professor Black is stroking his own shaft, watching me give his friend a blowjob. I can tell he’s impatient for his turn.

  Harry notices, as well, and withdraws. Professor Black steps up and shoves his massive cock into my mouth, pushing me down to the hilt until my eyes are watering. He groans and sighs as he holds my head, sliding in and out of my mouth faster and harder. He’s a lot rougher than Harry, but I never want him to stop. I flick my tongue up and down the length of his shaft, whimpering with pleasure as he fucks my mouth.

  “God, your mouth feel so good,” he groans. He pushes back and Harry steps forward. I get the hint. I turn and suck Harry’s cock for a few moments, then go back to my professor’s, alternating between the two of them, sucking hungrily.

  Just as I can feel them both getting closer and closer, their bodies tensing up, Professor Black steps away and snaps his fingers. “Stand up,” he demands. I follow his command obediently, and he scoops me up in his arms, carrying me so easily I might as well have been made of feathers. He carries me over to the mahogany desk and sweeps all the papers and books onto the floor, cradling me back onto the desk He unties my wrists and scoots me back, then walks around to the other side. He tilts me back so that my head rests just on the edge of the desk, and then he shoves his cock down my throat as I lie here spread-eagled.

  He fucks my throat hard and fast, his hands groping my breasts and tweaking my nipples, while Harry walks over. He positions the head of his shaft at my slick, tight hole and begins to rub a slow, tantalizing circle, making me shiver. There’s no time to ask questions. This is happening. In one swift, smooth movement, Harry slides his long, rock-hard shaft inside my aching cunny and I cry out. In response, Professor Black only fucks my mouth harder, keeping me quiet while Harry begins to pump in and out of my virgin pussy.

  “Fuck, you’re so tight,” Harry hisses between gritted teeth.

  “She’s a virgin. Aren’t you, Abby?” Professor Black says. I whimper with mingled pain and pleasure as the younger professor grabs hold of my hips, holding me in place while he rams his cock deep inside me, striking a deliciously blissful spot far within me, a place no one has ever touched. I’m rocked back and forth between them, the desk squeaking and scraping on the wood floors as the silver-haired professor fucks my throat and the curly-haired one thrusts inside my cunt. Harry reaches down to massage circles into my overly-sensitized clit while he pounds my pussy again and again, overwhelming me with waves of bliss. I moan and whimper, tears rolling down my cheeks as I come over and over again, gushing over Harry’s cock while my cheeks ache from Professor Black’s shaft down my throat.

  “Yes, yes,” growls Professor Black. “Come for teacher, sweet little Abby.”

  I’m exhausted, my body trembling and overwhelmed. Finally, they both back off, but only for a second. Professor Black picks me up again and carries me over to the armchair, where he sits down and lowers me onto his lap, straddling him.

  “Harry’s going to put his cock in your tight little virgin ass,” Professor Black snarls, rutting against me with animalistic need. “While I fuck that beautiful pink cunt.”

  I hold my breath with fear. I have heard from other girls that anal is painful. Unbearable. But Harry reaches into a desk drawer and pulls out a tiny bottle of lube. He squirts it into his hand and rubs it in tight little circles around my asshole, carefully and slowly sliding the tip of his finger inside while Professor Black lowers me down onto his cock, spearing me from below. I tremble and whimper, rolling my hips and riding him as Harry cautiously presses the head of his cock against my ass. He spends a good few minutes working me up to it, and I find myself a little impatient toward the end, wishing he would just fuck me. I can’t believe how quickly I’ve transformed from a shy little virgin to a cock-hungry slut.

  Finally, Harry eases the head of his cock into my ass, making me whine and moan as Professor Black fucks my pussy harder and faster. He slams up into me, leaning forward to suck and nip at my breasts while he pounds my cunt. Behind me, Harry is slowly gaining momentum, filling my tight little ass with his massive shaft. Before long, both men are fucking me hard, ramming into both of my holes so quickly and roughly all I can do is wrap my arms around the older professor and hold on for dear life. It’s an overwhelming sensation. Harry’s cock in my ass hurts so good, adding a level of pleasure and pain that makes me lose control, while Professor Black slams into my g-spot again and again, both of them moving in tandem to bring me closer to the brink. I shudder through another orgasm, this time so overcome with pleasure that I let out a scream. Professor Black dives forward and kisses me hard, swallowing my scream and silencing me as my pussy explodes, slicking down his cock and dripping all over the leather upholstery. The two men don’t give me even an inch of mercy, thrusting into my tight little holes so hard I’m seeing stars. I remember that my stern, overprotective father is in his office just down the hall. The door is locked, but there is a small glass window in the door. If he was to walk by and look inside, he would see his precious, innocent little girl getting fucked in her ass and pussy by two of his most esteemed colleagues.

  But that realization only turns me on even more. The danger, the knowledge that we could get caught at any second only adds fuel to the fire. I roll my hips, clenching my pussy and moaning. I want both men to come inside me. I want to milk every last drop of their seed. I don’t even care that I’m not on birth control yet. All I want is to make these two sexy, strong, powerful men shoot their honey inside my holes. It’s like the older professor can read my mind.

 

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