The Rating Corrected by Pleasure

She lay on her back, pulled me above her face, and showed me to sit on her. I straightened up, straddled her head, and lowered my shaved pussy onto her face. It felt incredible, I caressed my breasts and gently rubbed and ground myself against her face. She fucked me with her tongue in quick jabs and then moved on to the final point of clit stimulation. She licked it in all movements and at all speeds, caressing it with long, juicy strokes of her tongue, and my moans became louder. "Aah... how well you lick me... I'm going to cum on your face... lick me more, more... aaaahh!"

The end of the school semester is approaching, and I still have a failing grade in mathematics. I had relaxed a bit too much as a senior and knew I would have to beg for a couple of passing grades. However, that didn't pose a problem for me; in fact, I always knew how to verbally handle people well. Yesterday, after the last class, I headed to Professor Kovač's office to try to raise my grade, but I ended up "raising" much more.

The professor was reviewing some documents when I knocked on the door and called to come in. She was sitting in a chair, with her long legs crossed, encased in fishnet stockings. She always dressed provocatively, which made the boys in the class drool like crazy. She motioned for me to sit next to her, and I began my story. My sad monologue dragged on a bit, so the professor interrupted me with an unusual but firm request:
"You won't have to take a makeup exam if you do one thing. I want you to lick my pussy, to satisfy me, here and now!"

The initial shock soon faded, as the professor was an extremely attractive woman, and I had fantasized about her a few times while touching myself. In my version, she was nibbling my nipples on my firm breasts while she shoved her fingers into my pussy, but I must admit, this "scenario" wasn't starting off badly either. And, as she lifted her skirt above her ass with one motion while still sitting, revealing her thigh-high stockings, I grabbed her leg and placed it on the table. I threw the other over the back of my chair, and in front of my eyes appeared a beautiful pussy, lightly covered with light brown hair.

I knelt down and placed my palm on her. I gently caressed her and used my fingers to part her lips. I brought my head closer to her already swollen clitoris and caressed it with my tongue. Her whole body trembled, and I saw her close her eyes and caress her truly large breasts, which she had pulled out of her tight bra. Her nipples swelled and stood out like peaks, and she further teased and squeezed them with her fingers, scratching them with her long red nails.

I spread her pussy and teased her hole with my tongue, which began to get wetter and wetter. I circled the opening with the tip of my tongue, driving her even more crazy, and finally plunged my tongue deep into her warm and juicy interior, fucking her with slow but full movements. I then licked her from her ass to her clitoris, slowly gliding over the excited softness, plunging into her, nibbling her lips with my mouth. I decided to focus most of my attention on the red button, which trembled strongly when I caressed it. With thick, full licks, I touched her clitoris, circled around it, then flicked it sharply and quickly, sucking it and pulling it with my lips, gently nibbling it. The professor was moaning and letting out sensual sounds, and I could feel my own pussy getting wet and craving the deserved attention. Her lustful moaning excited me; she was licking her plump lips with her tongue and squeezing her breasts harder and harder.

I wanted to bring her to orgasm and started to work on her clitoris harder, faster, and more sensually. My tongue danced over her naughty little pussy, she was squirming in the chair and grinding herself against my face. She began to scream even louder, digging her nails into her breasts, swaying her hips in the rhythm of fucking, and finally, the final sigh of pleasure escaped her, accompanied by the wave-like shaking of her beautiful body. I continued to gently caress her pussy for a while, waiting for the last wave of orgasm to pass, then I kissed her sweetly and looked at the professor's relaxed and smiling face.

"That was very good," she said to me and continued, "for now, you have a B in mathematics. For an A, you'll need to cum in record time. Will you manage it, or are you too nervous?"
Since I was already extremely excited, I knew I wouldn't need much. I took off my jeans and thong and waited for what would happen next. The professor ordered me to get on the table on all fours and present my ass to her. I did just that. I lifted my shirt and lowered my breasts so that my nipples rubbed against the cold surface of the table and immediately perked up. I couldn't see what she was doing to me, but I felt her warm palms caressing my buttocks. She spread my cheeks, and each time I wished she would plunge her tongue deep into my hole. My shaved pussy looked so nice for her to see and lick; all swollen and wet, it looked even more provocative from that side. I felt her warm breath on my skin and the tip of her full tongue on my ass hole. She was teasing and going wild on my eager butt, spreading my cheeks with her palms and rubbing against me sharply and energetically. She stopped. I knew and eagerly awaited that she would now treat me to her pussy. With the tip of her tongue, she teased the edges of my lips and suddenly plunged into my thirsty interior. She fucked me with her long, thick tongue, teasing my pussy opening, again working on my ass, alternately nibbling and licking me everywhere. Then she stopped and climbed onto the table beneath me.

She lay on her back, pulled me above her face, and showed me to sit on her. I straightened up, straddled her head, and lowered my shaved pussy onto her face. It felt incredible, I caressed my breasts and gently rubbed and ground myself against her face. She fucked me with her tongue in quick jabs and then moved on to the final point of clit stimulation. She licked it in all movements and at all speeds, caressing it with long, juicy strokes of her tongue, and my moans became louder.
"Aah... how well you lick me... I'm going to cum on your face... lick me more, more... aaaahh!"
I was already almost jumping on her face, lifting my breasts with my lips and licking my hard nipples. I was so close, ah, how I enjoyed this oral satisfaction, just a little more and I would cum on her! The licks became even more intense, and I exploded, thrusting my face strongly against hers.
"Ooo, I'm cumming... I'm cumming!"
I calmed down from the incredible orgasm and slowly came back to myself. I got up from my professor, lowered my lips to hers, and kissed her passionately.
"I want more, and I know you want it too!" I said softly, looking her straight in the eyes.

I turned her around, straddled her again, but I also dove into her groin. I used my hands to spread her pussy and started licking her. I felt that she was also licking me, and this mutual giving of pleasure was indescribably delightful. Then I felt the touch of her voluptuous breasts on my stomach; she was so soft and sensual, I enjoyed teasing her excited little pussy again. She drove me crazy with her little tongue, licking me tirelessly; I moved my hips in the rhythm of her work, my ass dropping and rising from her face, and her nails in the skin of my buttocks burned me even more. I grabbed her thighs and spread them even wider so I could penetrate her. I rubbed my chin against her clitoris and fucked her with my warm, skillful tongue, and soon I felt the tremors of her entire body again.

In a frenzy of ecstasy, she intensified her already frantic work on my pussy. I began to feel tingling sensations, I was rubbing my breasts harder against her stomach, and when I noticed she was doing the same, I knew we would cum together. We were caressing each other so passionately and so well; just a little more and I would cum again, I knew. A few final licks from both of us and we triggered a new avalanche, cumming together, trembling and shaking as if we were one body. I rubbed against her, she rubbed against me, we swallowed the juices of our orgasms and relaxed, soaked in sweat, listening to the crazy pounding of our hearts.

Since that day, I became a math expert, and my professor still occasionally gives me extra lessons so I won't forget all the beautiful things I learned that day. And in the grade book, there were only A's.