Ginger’s Favorite Professor

“Surprise!” Ginger said, opening the door to Professor Smith’s office. 
It had been two years since she graduated, but she had come back to
campus to see her favorite professor, Professor Smith.

“Ginger,” the woman greeted her with a warm smile, “it’s so good to see
you again.”  They chatted about what Ginger had done since graduation. 
“Call me Sylvia,” Professor Smith said.  “You’re not a student anymore.”

“You were always my favorite professor, Sylvia,” Ginger smiled, tossing
her long, curly red hair and crossing her legs, allowing her short
pleated skirt to ride up her thighs.  Not only was Professor Smith
absolutely brilliant, but she was gorgeous.  Ginger had spent many of
her undergrad classes fantasizing about her professor’s sexy body and
long blonde hair, wondering what she would look like naked, and whether
her pussy was blonde as well.

Sylvia returned the smile.  “And you were one of my favorite students. 
And the most beautiful,” she winked at Ginger.

Ginger felt her pussy contract at the woman’s words.  Her nipples were
hard and sticking out against the fabric of her blouse.  Could she
possibly be thinking the same thing?  She reached out her hand and
rested it lightly on Sylvia’s knee.  “I used to fantasize about you in
class.”

“I always wondered why you were wiggling so much in your seat,” Sylvia
said.  She reached out and caressed Ginger’s face.  “Would you like to
make that fantasy come true?”

Ginger licked her lips and nodded.  Sylvia moved forward and the women
kissed, lightly at first, then deepening, thrusting their tongues
against each other.  Ginger boldly caressed Sylvia’s breasts, massaging
the large globes with her hands and rubbing her thumbs over the stiff
nipples.  Sylvia moaned and pulled Ginger to her.

Standing up, Ginger spread her legs and straddled the other woman’s
lap, exposing her naked cunt.  “Don’t you wear panties?” Sylvia laughed
in surprise as she felt Ginger’s swollen pussy pressing against her
legs through her pantyhose.

“Then how would you be able to do this?” Ginger asked, guiding Sylvia’s
hand between her legs and pressing her fingers against her wet lips.

“Mmm,” Sylvia laughed, exploring Ginger’s wet cunt with her fingers,
pressing inside her hot slit and fingering her clit.  The kissed again
as Ginger unbuttoned Sylvia’s blouse and unhooked her bra, massaging
her tits and then bending forward, cupping the large mounds in her
hands and sucking her nipples.

Ginger couldn’t believe this was happening after all those fantasies
she had had about Sylvia during college. Sylvia was fingering her cunt
expertly, moaning as Ginger licked and nibbled her tits, finger-fucking
Ginger’s dripping snatch and rubbing her clit at the same time.

“Oh, Sylvia, I’m going to come,” Ginger moaned, pushing Sylvia’s tits
together and sucking both nipples at once as her pussy started
spasming.  Sylvia held her fingers still, pulsing them lightly inside
Ginger’s cunt as she came hard, pressing her clit down against Sylvia’s
thumb and groaning in pleasure.

Sylvia withdrew her fingers from her former student’s pussy and
together, they licked them clean.  “Now what?” Sylvia asked with a
devilish smile on her face.

“I’ve always wanted to know if you were a natural blonde,” Ginger
grinned.  She slid off of Sylvia’s lap and guided her hips upward,
pulling off her pantyhose and panties as she slid her skirt up around
her waist.

“Disappointed?” Sylvia asked as Ginger knelt before her, examining her
dark brown bush.

“Definitely not,” Ginger said.  Sylvia propped one foot on her desk,
spreading her thighs wide so Ginger could have better access to her
pussy.  Ginger spread Sylvia’s labia wide, looking at the soft pink
folds of flesh and the dark hole in the center.  She inhaled, smelling
Sylvia’s damp pussy, and then leaned forward, flicking her tongue
delicately over her professor’s clit.

“You always were a good student,” Sylvia moaned as Ginger lapped
expertly at her cunt.  Ginger paused and smiled up at her and then
continued sucking and licking her clit.  She pushed both thumbs inside
Sylvia’s hole and pulled her hard clit between her lips, moving her
head back and forth for maximum pleasure.

Sylvia came quickly, and Ginger pressed her thumbs back against the
walls of the professor’s pussy as it pressed out and in.  Still holding
Sylvia’s clit firmly between her lips, she exhaled, the gentle warm
sensation of her breath making Sylvia shiver in another orgasm.

Finally, with her lips wet from Sylvia’s juices, Ginger arched her back
and sucked Sylvia’s nipples, then kissed her.  “I told you that you
were my favorite professor,” Ginger smiled.