[M4F] Focus [Professor-Student] - Script Fill (NSFW)

Transcript

Oh, hey, thanks for popping in. Um, yeah, no, come on in, come on in. Close the door behind you.

And, uh, yeah, please, please have a seat. So, um, how are you doing? Heh, yeah, it has been a long week.

Did your other classes go fine? Yeah, that's good to hear. Do you.

.. Do you know why I asked you to come on in and see me? Ha ha, well, no.

No, you're not in any kind of trouble. I wouldn't even handle that if you were. But, no, I want you to know that.

I've just been. .. ..

.concerned. No, no, no, no, your grades are fine. Perfect, as always.

I just noticed that you've seemed to be getting. .. ..

.a bit more spaced out during lectures. More so over time. Well, um, for example, I called your name a couple times today.

.. .. .to add the discussion, and.

.. .. .you didn't really seem to acknowledge it.

Ha ha, at all. It seemed like you almost didn't hear what I said. And last week was a little better.

You did react, but you seemed a little startled. Today seemed even more out of the usual. I mean, I know your grades are fine, but maybe.

.. .. .I don't know, is the material just not to your liking?

No? Daydreaming? I don't see how that could be so distracting.

What about it, then? What's got you losing your focus? Please, it's fine.

You can tell me. I don't know, maybe I can help. I guess I missed the beginning of the semester.

.. .. .when you seemed much more engaged.

.. .. .and you would give witty contributions in lecture.

And even if people would laugh. .. ..

.it was good to see the enthusiasm. And if something has changed. ..

.. .I'd like to know so that I can bring back that dynamic. Let me help you.

I'm a tenured professor. I think I'm more than qualified to help a struggling student. You especially.

Oh, come on. What is it? It can't be so terrible, right? Is it.

.. is it embarrassing? Kind of.

Come on, with that expression. What's going on? Daydreaming? I mean, about.

.. About me? What, during my class? Okay.

Well, uh. .. I hope I didn't push too far.

Based on the look on your face. .. ..

.I don't think I need to ask more questions about that. I think I can make a safe assumption. ..

.. .as to what those daydreams might be about. Do you.

.. I feel like I shouldn't push this, but. ..

.. .is this common? I mean, is it just during class? Do you.

.. .. .daydream about me outside of class, too?

Maybe, I don't know, other professors? Is this something that. ..

Just me. Well. ..

Oh, boy. Listen, it's. ..

It's a lot to take in. Maybe I am a little flustered, and. ..

I don't know. I suppose, in the service of full disclosure, perhaps. ..

.. .too much, I guess I should let you know that. ..

.. .you are an attractive woman, and. ..

.. .I suppose it's only natural that. ..

.. .I've thought about you, too. Look, don't say that so loud, okay? I would like to keep my job, but also don't look so surprised.

Look at yourself. You're gorgeous. Stunningly intelligent.

And. .. ..

.with all the time we've spent together, all the time you've come to my office, going over your thesis. .. ..

.just talking at lunch. .. And, and, before your mind goes there, I did not agree to be your thesis advisor with the hopes of.

.. .. .I guess, this conversation ever coming up.

Or more than that. But. ..

.. .your merits are entirely your own. What do I mean? Well, I guess wanting you was just something that.

.. .. .happened.

Inevitably. You are quite irresistible, and I'm surprised you don't see that yourself. Well, okay.

Since it's all out in the open now. .. Would you like help? And.

.. .. .would you like me to help you?

What do I have in my. .. You can't ask me that with that face and that damning smile.

Go lock the door. Good girl. Now.

.. .. .come over here.

.. .. .and.

.. .. .take a seat.

.. .. .on my lap.

And maybe. .. ..

.tell me a bit about these daydreams you've been having. Have you been thinking about. ..

.. .my body? My lips? Fantasizing about having them on yours? Is that where it starts? As soon as I start talking, you can't pay attention to a word I say in class.

.. .. .because you're thinking about.

.. .. .my mouth.

.. .. .on you.

Or. .. ..

.is it something lower? Are you distracted by. ..

.. .my hands? I've been told I have a habit of talking with my hands.

Maybe you've been thinking of me. .. ..

.running them across your body. Like. ..

.. .here. ..

.. .along your back. ..

.. .or lower. ..

.. .here. ..

.. .along your hips. That was a delicious.

.. .. .shiver, sweetheart.

Do you think if I. .. ..

.help indulge. .. ..

.these. .. ..

.fantasies of yours. .. ..

.maybe you'll stop being so curious about me and thinking about it. .. ..

.knowing that you can just have it. .. ..

.and. .. ..

.return to focusing in class, hmm? Use your words. Would you like me to say it? That.

.. .. .curiosity of yours.

Good girl. I know I'd really like to satisfy my own. Then come here.

God! I can't tell how long. ..

.. .I've wanted this. And to have you right here.

.. .. .in my lap.

.. .. .in my arms.

.. .. .to pull you in.

.. .. .and feel your flushed cheeks beneath my palm.

Look at you, sweetheart. So wide-eyed and needy. And fucking gorgeous.

And that's it. Don't keep those hands to yourself. Let them run over my chest.

Take what you want. You know, you always twirl your hair around your finger during class. And.

.. .. .to be honest.

.. .. .it's so fucking distracting.

All I can think about. .. ..

.is sinking my hands into it. .. ..

.and grabbing it. .. ..

.while my body's pressed against yours. Just like this. You know, you're not the only one who loses focus during class.

Sometimes I feel like I have to fight to take my eyes off you. So fucking gorgeous. God! Oh.

As much as I'd like to do this all day. .. ..

.we do need to fix your little problem. So get on your knees, sweetheart. That's it.

Let me stand up. And. ..

.. .take out my cock. Yes.

Or has that not been a part of your daydreams and. .. ..

.that's all you needed to know? No? Then don't be so cautious.

Good girl. Fuck. God, I'm already rock hard.

That's it. Stroke it slowly. Keep your eyes on it.

You need to know what it looks like, don't you? I've noticed your eyes wandering down there during class. I bet you've been wondering just how it would look and feel.

Good girl. Just like that. I want this ingrained in your memory.

.. .. .so you don't have any more fucking questions about it.

That's it. Memorize how it looks. How it feels.

So that you'll know. Fuck. And I won't keep this picture in my mind.

Just how beautiful you are. Kneeled between my legs. Fuck.

Yes, darling. Oh my God, work that shaft. God, you're such a good fucking girl for me.

Oh, is that a little lick at your lips? Is someone hungry? Do you want to taste me? Is that also on your mind? Is that what you spend my lecture period fantasizing about? Well, go on then.

Find out for yourself. Fuck. Yes, just like that.

Wrap your mouth around the tip, that's it. You like the way it tastes? Yeah.

Good girl. Use that tongue. You have to memorize the feel with more than just your hands, don't you? Oh, that's it.

Take it a bit deeper. Fuck. God.

That's it. Look up at me. Fuck.

Oh God, you're so fucking pretty. So fucking sexy. Wrapped around my cock like that.

Fuck. Such pretty fucking hair. Pretty fucking eyes.

God, your eyes are gorgeous. And your lips always look so good. Fuck.

God, I'm going to want you here all the fucking time. Is that a little moan around my cock? Are you enjoying yourself? Fuck.

God. Yeah, I'm trying to answer with my cock down your throat. Don't worry, I'll make sure that pretty throat doesn't forget how I feel.

Such a good fucking girl. Taking all of it all by yourself. Don't even need my help, do you? Oh, do you want to touch yourself? Is that what that hand's trying to do, secretly? You don't have to hide it.

I think that's really fucking hot, so go on. You've earned it. So eager and cock hungry.

Just couldn't take your mind off it, huh? Are you already wet from me? God, your daydreams got you all worked up and dripping.

Or is it that you're just finally here to fulfill them? Fuck. God, it was so easy to come like this, but.

.. I think we each have questions that we need answers to still, don't we? I have my own, like just how delicious that fucking cunt tastes.

Get up, sweetheart. Are you doing alright? Is this still what you want? God, good.

Now, I want you to lift up your skirt. Lose those panties and sit on my desk. That's it, good girl.

It's a little hard to take off your clothes while you're watching me stroke my cock, isn't it? Well, maybe I can't help myself either. This is another picture I fantasized about, after all.

Having you seated on my desk before me, legs spread waiting. Fuck. Of course, you have a gorgeous fucking cunt to match.

Jesus. Such soft, warm thighs. Lay back.

Rest your feet on the arms of the chair. That's it. Are you writhing already? Can't let a man get his fill in looking at you.

Can't you? I hope you know that the hallway out there is teeming with students right now. And there are plenty of other offices in this hall.

I know your little moans were muffled with my cock before, but you are going to have to control yourself, okay? I did say I don't want to lose my job to this. Yeah, good girl.

Then, it's my turn to answer my questions about my fantasies. Fuck, you're delicious. God, I love when you wear skirts.

Even the slightest glimpse of the top of your thigh and I'm fucking stuttering over my words. Not that you would have noticed. It seems like you were a little too busy lost in your own fucking whorish thoughts.

I fucking love that, though. This was one of them, wasn't it? Go on, tell me.

Tell me that you've thought about this, too. But keep your voice fucking down. Oh, that's it, yeah? No description.

A little too busy, are you? But you have thought about it. I thought about it.

I thought about my tongue rubbing along this soft, pretty pussy of yours. Exploring every inch of you. I even write you on your clit.

I know why I've thought about it. I've thought about sinking my fingers deep into you. Just like this.

There you go. Look at you. My star student.

Being so fucking good for me. My star student. Being so fucking good for me.

Nice and slow, so I can memorize how perfect your pussy feels around my fingers. Barely doing anything. You've got such a grip on my desk.

Trying to hold back. Biting into that pretty fucking lip. Trying so hard not to moan and beg for me.