"Quinn, I need you to stay over after class." Professor Jackson, told me as soon as the bell started ringing.

I don't understand why he wants me to stay over. Not unless it is probably about my grade in his class. He is the only teacher that singles me out, every day. It gets annoying after a while.

"Ooo girl, Professor Jackson wants you to stay over." My best friend Dominque teased.

"Shut up. It's only to talk about my grade in his class." I chuckled.

"You better fuck your way up to getting at least a B." Dominque whispered to me.

"I will not! I am not like Kelsey who drops to her knees for every teacher or the dean."

"Boo, you ain't had to take it that far." Dom giggled.

"Go. I'll see you at home, ok?" She nodded her head leaving the classroom.

Dominque and I go all the way back to preschool. We've been lifelong best of friends since we met. Truthfully, I don't know what I would do without her. She was there for me when my grandma and grandpa passed away two months ago. So yeah, she has helped me out a lot.

We talk about anything and everything. Shit, even make jokes about Professor Jackson. Not mean jokes, just how sexy he is. That's all.

Professor Jackson brought me out of my thoughts by just shutting and locking his door.

"Quinn, can you meet me at my desk?" Professor Jackson asked me as he made his way back to the desk.

"Can you tell me why I am here?" I questioned him before making any sorts of effort getting up.

"It's about your lack of participation in class."

"Look, I know I am failing your class. I don't need you to tell me that. I'll work harder and have my grade up before the end of the semester."

"We only have a week and a half of the semester left. If you haven't noticed, you have a 43% F in my class."

Damn, I have a 43% F in Sex Education? I knew I was failing, but not that much.

"I guess I'll just have to repeat your class won't I?"

"Can you please come over here? I would like to talk to you about it." I huffed getting up walking over to him.

While I was making my way over there, I could clearly feel his eyes on me. I had nothing special on. Just a pair of gray leggings, hoodie and Ugg boots. I don't understand why he was looking at me so hard.

"I'm here. What do you want?" Professor Jackson blinked his eyes a few times as to come out of his day dream.

"Come around my desk. Let me show you what you've been having trouble with." I walked around his desk and he had all my papers and tests stacked on his desk.

"I have noticed that you been having a lot of trouble with the oral sex and masterbation topic."

Damn, he just came right out and said it. Now I feel super embarrassed. Seriously not having this conversation with him.

"Mhm. Yeah, I'll do better. Thanks for talking with me Professor." I tried walking away but didn't get very far.

"There is nothing to be embarrassed about. I want to help you, so you can get your grade up. Can you tell me what you don't understand or what you're having troubles with?" Professor asked me grabbing my arm.

"Professor Jackson, I am not having this conversation with you. If I don't pass your class this semester, I'll take it again next semester. It is really no big deal." He completely ignored me.

"Are you still a virgin or something?" Professor Jackson asked while standing in front of me.

My mouth literally dropped. Did he seriously ask me if I was a virgin?

"Look, what I do in my personal life is my business. I do not have to answer any of your questions."

"It is just a yes or no answer."

"No, Professor I am not a virgin. Happy?" I snapped.

"How many guys have you been with?" This man has no boundaries!

"I don't know why I'm telling you, but two." Professor Jackson bit his bottom lip slowly, dragging his tongue a-crossed it. That was fucking hot.

"They must've not been good at pleasing you. Tell me, have you ever had an orgasm?"

"That is most certainly none of your business! You are asking way too many personal questions now."

"If you don't answer me, how am I suppose to help you?"

"Like I said, I will retake your class."

"Just answer my question. Have you ever had an orgasm?" Professor Jackson asked more sternly.

He watched my every movement and reaction to his questions.

"I am not telling you."

"You have never had an orgasm. I can clearly tell by your body reaction."

I looked down at the floor because he was right. Those two guys that I was with, they only fucked me to get off. Never once did they care about me.

"I'm taking it as you don't masterbate either. Next question, have you ever given or received oral pleasure? With that being said, I am mainly talking about your vagina, and have you ever sucked a guy off before?" Professor Jackson asked calmly.

"No and yes." I answered being ashamed.

My two ex's never gave me oral pleasure. They only wanted me to give it to them.

"It makes more sense on why you aren't doing good on those topics. Which brings me to this; I have an observation for you. I can help you pass this class, if you allow me to. But, it is hands on only. So, what do you say?"

"What do you mean by hands on exactly? That makes no sense."

"What I mean by hands on is that I will be physically touching you."

"Um.. I don't think that's such a good idea. You are my Professor and I am your student. That is against protocol and breaking the law."

"The only people that are going to know is just you and me. Everything stays a secret, you aren't going to get in trouble. Promise. This is only for educational purposes only."

"Professor Jackson, I don't know. It is just so wrong to even be talking about this with you. How physical are you going to be?" Professor Jackson took a few steps towards me, until he was only 13 inches away.

"Let me show you and call me Michael when it's just us." Michael cupped my sex with his whole hand.

That really caught me off guard.

"I am going to show you what an orgasm feels like with my mouth, fingers and my cock. It all feels different."

Michael literally just admitted that he wanted to have sex with me.

"Take your clothes off. Leave your panties on but take your bra off." Michael commanded.

"No Michael, I am not going to do that."

"Don't you want to pass my class? This is the only way I can pass you."

"This grade is not that important to me. If I have to take it again, I will take it again. But I will not sleep with you just to pass your class."

Michael's hands touched my face, caressing my cheeks softly.

"This is more than just getting you to pass my class. I have wanted you since the moment you first walked into my classroom. It is quite obvious that you want me too."

Shit, I got to get better at not making things obvious.

"Michael, you can't want me. You signed a contract, stating that you can not have any sexual activity with a student." Michael let go of my face, taking a few steps back.

I could tell he was getting highly annoyed at me.

"I know what I did, I know what I agreed to. I don't need you reminding me. You honestly think I'm the only one here breaking the contract? Quinn you are only a Junior. I have been here way longer than you. You don't even know half of the shit that goes on here."

My eyes got huge from the information he just gave me.

How do teachers, professors or any type of administration get away with this shit?

"You're telling me that there are more teachers sleeping with students?" Michael nodded his head.

"Well then I guess I wouldn't be the first one you slept with huh?" I rolled my eyes shaking my head.

"You know nothing about me, don't assume things."

"You are right, I know nothing about you. Only that you are a Sex Ed professor, and I'm sure I'm not the only one, who has failed your class before. Why not give them the special treatment?"

Michael grabbed my arm pulling me flush to his body.

"I am a man who knows the ins and outs of sex. Just because I teach it doesn't mean that I use it to my advantage."

"Yeah.. okay." I wasn't really believing it.

"I have been teaching this class for over 11 years. I was with my ex-wife for 15 years. There was never a reason to go out and find pussy when I could just go home and get it." Michael said bluntly.

"I didn't need to know any of that. Is there anyway I could just do tons of extra credit?"

"I am giving you the opportunity to get extra credit. You just aren't accepting it."

"Sleeping with you is not extra credit. That isn't going to help me on the final exam."

"Actually it is extra credit. You aren't going to fully understand something, if you have never experienced it. Just give into your desires for me already. I know you want me." Michael grabbed my ass squeezing it in his hands.

I stared at him when he stared at me.

"All I need is your consent." Michael whispered to me.

What do I have to lose? If this is the only way I have a chance to pass his class I should just do it.

What if he doesn't put in your extra credit? What if he is just using it as an excuse to get into your pants?

"Okay, fine.. but after you are going to put in my extra credit. I need to see you do it."

"Deal." Michael wasted no time attaching his lips to mine.

It was an uneasy feeling at first. I guess because I know that this is very inappropriate, but soon that feeling went away when he slipped his hands into my pants.

"You have such a spectacular ass. So round, tight and firm." Michael mumbled against my lips.

Michael slipped his hands out, long enough to pick me up, sitting me on his desk.

He took my boots off sitting them on the floor. He placed gentle kisses on my legs until he got to his target. Michael slowly tongue kissed my pussy through my leggings.

"I'm going to show you what it's like to be with a real man. Raise your bottom up a little bit."

I did what he said and he took my pants and panties off putting them with my boots.

He gave my clit one small lick. He did it again, before rolling his tongue around it.

Michael continuously flicked his tongue back and forth over my clit. He sucked it in his mouth like a sucker and licked it like a lollipop.

"Oh.. fuck...." My fingers found their way in his perfect curly hair, pushing his face closer to my pussy.

"You taste phenomenal." He moaned.

He opened my pussy lips wider for better access to my swollen clit. Michael flicked his tongue as fast as he could, making wet sloppy sounds.

"Oh god yeah.. fuck.. right there." I moved my head from side to side, just taking in all of this overwhelming feeling.

Michael entered his finger inside of me, massaging my g-spot while still working on my clit.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Oh god. Oh my god yeah." I moaned louder than I ever had.

"Oh shit.. I'm going to fucking cum." As soon as I said that, he added another finger inside of me, still sucking little bud clit.

My legs started shaking and I started cursing more than I ever had.

That was until I pushed Michaels head even closer to me. He let go of my clit which made a loud popping noise.

"How was that? You came hard."

Michael raised up to his feet to look at my face. He was still fingering me and thumbing my swollen bud.

I couldn't answer him, I was seriously breathless.

"Answer me, babe."

"W-wonderful.. Michael."

Michael pulled his fingers out, I seen nothing but my sticky, slimy cum. He put his fingers in my mouth and I sucked them clean while he licked all of my cum up.

"Good. Now I'm abouta rock your world. I'm going to make you cum even harder."

Michael unbuttoned and zipped his pants, taking off his black slacks. He didn't give me much time to recover.

I looked down and it was the biggest dick that I have ever seen!

"Don't be intimidated by my dick. I know how to use it properly. It's going to hurt for a minute, but it'll go away soon." Michael slowly pushed himself inside of me.

It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would, but the pain is still there. It felt good though.

"God damn it, you have such a tight pussy." Michael grunted.

When Michael pushed himself all the way inside of me, I could have sworn I felt him in my stomach. Even though that's impossible.

Michael started fucking me slowly.

"Are you doing alright?" I nodded my head as an answer.

He started fucking me faster and harder. Loud enough to where you can hear how juicy my pussy is.

After a little while Michael started thumbing my clit.

My legs started shaking so he obviously knew I was close to cumming. Michael slammed into me one good time and that's when I came all over his dick.

"Fuckkkk.. meee.." I yelled.

"That's what I'm doing." Michael giggled.

He started fucking me again, but faster this time.

"Ohhhh shit.. shit.. fuck.."

Michael pulled my sweat shirt and bra up so that my breasts were exposed.

Due to the air being a little chilly, my nipples instantly hardened.

He leaned over latching his mouth around my right nipple. He swirled his tongue over it and around it. Doing the same with the left.

I started tugging on the sleeves of his shirt. I ended up pulling at it so hard that one of his sleeves ripped.

"Look at that pussy. Such a tight little pussy. Are you going to cum for me?" Michael asked.

He held onto my leg, fucking the shit out of me.

"Ahhhh.. Ooo.. shit.. I'm going to cum." My body started shaking.

"That's right mama. Fucking cum." Michael grunted.

"OH FUCK! Holy shit. Fuck.. fuck.. fuck.. fuckkk.." That's when I came everywhere.

He didn't stop fucking me though.

It wasn't long after that he came right after me. Luckily I'm on birth control because that would've been bad.

He leaned over me resting his head on my chest trying to catch his breath.

"That was the best sex I've ever had. You are one of a kind." Michael told me looking up at me.

"So are you, Michael. So are you."

"Good. How was that for extra credit?" Michael chuckled.

"It was well worth it. I learned a lot."

"Good. This won't be the last time that this will ever happen, I can promise you that."

I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say exactly.

"I'm going to put your extra credit in." Michael pulled out of me and his cock was soaked with the mixture of us both.

He pulled his pants back up, fixing his clothes.

He helped me put my clothes on.

"Can you hand me some tissues or something? I need to clean myself off."

"Absolutely not. You are walking around with my cum inside of you."

I didn't argue. I didn't have any energy to argue.

He walked around to his computer and put the extra credit in.

"There you go. I'll see you tomorrow." Michael gave me a kiss and we went our separate ways.

(I'm sorry for the late update. I haven't had the time to do anything really. A lot of things in my life has been happening, things I can't control. I'm slowly coming back, just give me time. But I hope you guys enjoy it!)