I Matched My Professor But I’m A Virgin : First Timers 14 (Rough Sex Erotica First Time Erotica Virgin Erotica Age Gap Erotica): First Timers, #14

By Tori Westwood

When you spot your own Professor on a dating app you have to start asking some serious questions, especially when you match each other!  When I tease him that I'll reveal all unless he satisfies my urges the power dynamic quickly turns.  Mr. Graham's going to show me a rough first-time session that I won't soon forget as he takes me hard and unprotected, showing me what it's like to get it for real.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tori Westwood
• Release date: Mar 14, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386289340

Tori Westwood

Tori Westwood writes short erotica whenever she finds time between her day-job and her family.  She is still searching for her niche, not yet limiting herself to any particular sub-genre, having penned all manner of fiction.  She is happily married and delights in exploring her own fantasies through her writings.  For updates, follower her on Twitter @ToriWestwood1

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Is your wife home? I asked.  I still had no idea what he’d decided.

She’s out for the day.

Oooh, I cooed, reaching over to squeeze his leg.

He flinched and looked down, then he looked over at me.  I kept my smirk as I stared at him and gradually I saw the anger lift and a smile creep through.  He looked back to the road before the expression flourished, gripping the wheel tighter.

I want you to do everything you said you’d do, I said, looking ahead and imagining it all.  I want you to treat me exactly how you described in the messages.  Treat me to a first time I won’t forget.

Oh, you won’t forget this, he said, and his confidence made me shiver.

He pulled into the driveway of his house and the whole thing hit home.  Countless times he’d done the same, but never under such illicit circumstances.

Mr. Graham was quiet as we moved up the porch steps.  He slid the key in the lock and turned it, looking over his shoulder along the road as though any witness might immediately be able to infer our intentions.

Relax, I laughed, stepping in as he held the door.  We’re just a professor and student, doing some private lessons.

He stepped inside and grabbed my arm, moving me quickly through the classy, minimalist lounge and pushing me forward onto the white, leather couch.  I fell on it heavy, squirming around onto my ass and facing him.

You wanted it rough? he asked.

My eyes lit up.  As rough as you think I can stand.

That’s not very rough, for a virgin.

As he spoke he removed his coat and pulled his sweater over his head, as though he’d done this a thousand times before.  Fuck ... maybe he had?

He walked forwards in his t-shirt and jeans, standing in front of me as I sat on the couch.  My heart pounded with a mixture of fear and excitement.

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