Amy and the Professor: A Teacher/Student First Lesbian Sex Erotica Story

Amy has been working very hard at school, but when she accidentally writes down the wrong due date for a critical term paper, she’s faced with a zero. She’ll have to change her major, and she doesn’t want to do that. Her professor Helen has an idea that can convince her to reevaluate the zero tolerance policy on late assignments, but in this case that means a first lesbian sex encounter with her professor!Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity during a first lesbian sex encounter. It includes reluctant sex, first lesbian sex, oral sex, lesbian seduction, and teacher/student sex. It is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.Here is a preview:Something inscrutable passed across the professor’s face. She perched on the edge of her desk, her skirt riding up as she crossed her legs so her bared knee was just below Amy’s eye line. “The only way that we could work around this would be if I gave you a post-dated extension on the assignment for personal reasons.”There was a pause while this sank in. Then Amy said eagerly, “So we can do that?”The professor’s lips turned into a strange smile. “The whole department knows by now what’s happened. If I give you this post-dated extension, it’s going to be pretty obvious. It smacks of unfair favour. And the college would frown on it.”For the second time Amy’s heart sank. Professor Williams was watching her closely, as though waiting for something. Eventually the professor said, “So how badly do you want this?”“More than anything.” Amy took a breath, “Obviously I can’t ask you to put your professionalism on the line – but if there is any way that this can happen, please, this is my last hope.”The professor’s eyelashes lowered. Her teeth sank into her crimson lower lip. Then, in a husky voice, she suggested, “You could make it worth my while.” Amy’s mouth gaped as the insinuation sank in. Professor Williams met her eyes, the piercing blue gaze seeming to penetrate her. “There’s no need to blush so. I’ve seen how you look at me. And if I’m going to show you a bias, give you an unfair advantage, there might as well be some kind of substance to the favouritism. Don’t you agree?”It was a philosophical argument. Amy would have expected nothing less.She couldn’t find the words to answer, but something in her face must have given the response that Professor Williams was waiting for. The older woman leant forwards into Amy, and brushed their lips together.