Alex remained stone-faced in his seat, jaw clenched tight the muscles throbbed, cock straining painfully hard against the confines of his pants, thick shaft pulsing with angry heat.
It wasn't just that Janeth was a seductive woman, but his high libido firebacked against him, making him go feral.
Primal rage-lust surged through him like molten fire in his veins, every heartbeat slamming against his ribs, skin prickling with heat, brain screaming to bend Janeth over the podium right there and fuck her senseless in front of the entire class until she screamed his name instead of that seductive smile, her dripping pussy clenching desperately around him as he wrecked her, filled her, and marked her.
Liza whispered in his mind, voice sharp and amused, hot breath seeming to ghost against the shell of his ear. 'This slut thinks she's got you. Don't crumble first. Bring her down to her knees. Make the bitch beg!'
She could feel the urge in his body, but her guts told her that Janeth was a cunning woman that shouldn't played with lightly.
Alex nodded subtly, fury sharpening his control into something cold and calm. His skin was still burning as the lustful heat never disappeared.
He let out a sigh. Liza was right, he should be more calm and composed, otherwise he fell for Janeth's traps. Still his cock twitched violently inside his pants the whole lecture.
The bell rang. Students shuffled out, chairs scraping harshly against tile with grating screeches, bags zipping with sharp metallic rasps, voices rising in relieved chatter that grated against his raw nerves like sandpaper.
Alice lingered by the door, collar peeking under her red scarf, eyes wide and worried, faint trembling in her fingers clutching the strap of her bag, thighs still pressed tight from earlier arousal. "Mas— A-Alex… is Professor Janeth failing you on purpose? I thought she was a good woman…"
Alex squeezed her hand reassuringly, thumb brushing her knuckles, feeling the rapid flutter of her pulse under soft, warm skin. "I hope it's just a mistake. I've got this."
Alice nodded, returning back his beautiful smile, then slipped out, she walked away into the restrooms, while he had to go to the professors offices at the next building.
Alone for a beat, Alex slipped his phone into his pocket, thumbing record, voice mode on, angled to catch audio crystal clear. He expected her blackmail play from her predatory stares all time; time to flip it. His fingers felt hot, slightly slick with sweat, heart pounding heavy in his chest.
He was worried his cock might take the bait before his brain could process what happened.
He stood, shouldered his bag, the strap digging into his shoulder with familiar pressure, and walked to the professors' offices.
Each door had a nameplate. Janeth's was at the end of the quiet corridor, the hallway air cooler but still heavy with the faint chalk-dust and lingering perfume residue from passing students.
Her door was ajar, a sliver of warm lamplight spilling into the dim hall.
Janeth's office was classic professor clutter: towering bookshelves crammed with textbooks, a cluttered desk piled with stacks of ungraded exams, coffee-stained mugs, and scattered red pens, plus a red soft sofa that looked comfortable to sit on.
The scent of old books and stale coffee was overshadowed with the scent of her sweet musky perfume hanging in the air.
Janeth lounged on the edge of her desk like a predator in wait, legs crossed high, skirt riding up scandalously to expose the lacy tops of sheer thigh-high stockings.
The thin white blouse clung to her heavy huge tits like a second skin, lacy black bra cups visible through the gossamer fabric. Glossy red lips curled into a triumphant smirk as she saw him enter, pupils already blown wide, cheeks flushed beneath expertly applied makeup, faint sheen of sweat glistening along her collarbone and in the deep valley between her breasts.
The air in the room was thick with her perfume, undercut by the unmistakable, intoxicating tang of her arousal, wet and needy, saturating the space.
"Close the door, Alex. Let's chat about that pathetic F~"
Alex complied halfway, door shut but not latched, standing tall in the center of the room, heat radiating off his skin, cock throbbing harder at the sight of her.
Janeth uncrossed her legs slowly, deliberately, skirt hiking higher until the soaked crotch of her panties flashed briefly. She leaned forward, tits nearly spilling from the blouse, nipples straining painfully against lace, a soft gasp escaping her as the fabric rasped over sensitive peaks.
"You're no fun with such a cold face~" She arched her back slightly, pushing her heavy breasts forward until the top two buttons strained dangerously, creamy cleavage deepening, the valley between her tits glistening with a thin sheen of sweat.
Her fingers trailed up her own thigh, nails sinking into the soft, thick flesh, leaving faint red crescents as she squeezed, creamy skin dimpling under her grip, a low, breathy moan slipping from her glossy lips.
"I know everything — you and that Alice, Anna, Ash and more. All being ruined by you. Multiple girls, one stud… impressive. But sluts like them can't teach you real pleasure, right?"
Her voice dropped to a husky purr, cracking slightly at the edges with barely-contained hunger.
"Be my toy... A+ is guaranteed. Not just that, but my mouth worshipping you, tongue swirling around your thick cock until you explode down my throat… ass grinding back against you while you pound me raw… pussy milking every last drop until you're empty and I'm dripping with you."
Her full lips parted as she touched herself more seductively.
"What do you say? I can let you fuck me however you want. Right here and right now~" She slid off the desk, hips swaying with predatory grace as she closed the distance, breath hot and ragged on his neck, fingers grazing his belt with trembling need, nails scraping lightly over the leather before dipping lower to palm the bulge through his pants, squeezing once with possessive hunger.
"Every man crumbles for me. Kneel, and it's all yours. Let me taste you… feel you stretch my throat… fill my cunt until it overflows… use my body however you want, whenever you want. I'll be your little secret, Alex. Your personal cock-sleeve. Just say yes."
She pressed her body flush against his, heavy breasts crushing painfully against his chest, stiff nipples dragging across his shirt like burning coals through fabric.
Her hand slid down boldly to his bulging crotch, fingers curling around the thick outline, rubbing gently in slow, teasing circles, feeling every vein throb under her palm. She smiled against his ear, voice a sultry whisper laced with lust.
"Mmm… so big, Alex… I can feel how thick you are… how hard you get for me. Imagine this monster stretching my throat… my pussy… my ass… come on, I don't like asking many times."
"..." Alex remained completely calm, face impassive, body rigid with iron control, resisting every advance without a flicker of reaction.
His red eyes remained sharp, unyielding, muscles locked tight, breath even and measured, not a single flinch or twitch as her hand worked him through the fabric.
Inside, the rage boiled hotter, lust clawing at his restraint, but he held it in unbreakable. Refusing to give her even a faint nod.
Alex's cock pulsed harder, primal urge roaring to rip her skirt up and wreck her on the desk, but Liza's voice steeled him.
'Don't let your lust control you! Come on, you're supposed to be a king not a pawn!'
In a normal case, he would have been stunned Liza was urging him to control his lust. But he trusted her gut feeling.
His instincts kept him alert as well. After all, Janeth didn't appear to be charmed by him. Even Liza's magic was ineffective on her for some reason.
He grabbed her groping wrist mid-air, grip tight and voice calm laced with a cold tone.
"Not your toy, Janeth. Change the grade or this does."
He pulled his phone smooth, hit play — her own words boomed back.
"Be my toy… A+ guaranteed…"
Janeth froze for a split second. Then she laughed low, slow, controlled, but edged with something bitter, throat bobbing hard.
"Cute trick, boy. Recordings mean nothing."
She straightened, smirk holding firm, but her eyes narrowed slightly, a flicker of disappointment crossing her features. No panic. No trembling. Just quiet, simmering irritation, like a predator who missed the kill.
"Disappointing… why aren't you begging?" Her voice stayed low, almost disappointed. "I offered everything — tits, ass, all of me. Men drool for me… and you just… stand there."
She stepped back, crossing her arms under her huge breasts, pushing them up higher, even a nipple almost slipped out of her lacy bra. A soft sigh escaping her mouth.
"Twice now. Rejected twice. Am I losing my touch?" A small, self-deprecating laugh. "Or are you just that… stubborn?"
Her gaze dropped to his obvious bulge, lingering there with open hunger, then flicked back up to his red calm eyes.
"Fine. Check your transcript. But this isn't over~"
She turned away slowly, hips swaying with deliberate seduction, but the movement felt heavier now, less triumphant, more frustrated. She paused at her desk, fingers drumming once on the wood, then looked back over her shoulder.
"You could have had me on my knees right now. Swallowing every inch. Instead… nothing."
A small, disappointed sigh escaped her glossy lips, as her hand rested on her large soft buttocks. "Pity. You could have helped a lot"
Alex just shook his head and turned towards the door to leave. He shut the door close behind him on her lingering stare.
"Ph..ew" He let out a heavy sigh. He definitely was on the verge of losing his mind there. He even questioned Liza's wariness of Janeth.
'I know she's a seductive bitch, but it's better if you can hold a bit longer. At least until I clear all my doubts about her' Liza purred in his head as she felt his frustration.
The succubus instincts told her there was a story behind Janeth's irresistible charm and seduction.
Outside, Alex tried to fix his clothes to hide his bulgy crotch further. Liza also helped by sucking some lust energy into her core. He managed to calm down.
He nodded, but his head was still restless. Wondering what Janeth might do next as she definitely didn't show signs of giving up.
It was already lunch break. Alex went to grab something to eat. He met Alice waiting outside and she beamed a smile. H logged into the portal — F flipped to A+. Smug win appeared on his handsome face.
But a sudden email pinged from Janeth.
Attachment: a photo.
"A photo, huh?" Wondering what photo could a crazy lustful woman could send him. He got excited for a second, but once he opened it, his eyes went wide.
The photo was taken from a hidden spot. It was Alice receiving his cock from behind, one time behind the restroom building as she had gone helpless from holding back. Her skirt hiked, his meat completely buried inside, and her face blissed out in orgasm,
Under it a text message message read:
[Smart play, toy. Your A+ is deserved. But I could have played your little game. I have a lot more~ Your innocent girlfriend getting fucked so rough is going to be viral video, right? but I'm up for negotiation. You have a week to make up your mind~ ♡]
The words dripped quiet mischievousness. Janeth was really ahead with her moves. Attached was a second file: a video thumbnail, showing Alice on the same spot but on her knees and licking him, mouth stuffed with his cock.
Alex just felt clueless as he stared at her email. A droplet of cold sweat ran down his forehead.
Liza broke the silence and growled in his head. She was stunned as the teacher's bold move. 'Wow, she's really not a dumb slut... Well, I guess you have to teach her a lesson.'