Pantied Professor

I swore I'd never be one of those professors that would do anything sexual or get involved with a student. Naturally, I'd heard of many stories of this sort of thing happening and they usually didn't end well for the professor in question. While I had no problems admiring and sometimes even fantasizing about some of the better-looking girls in my classes, I'd never even hinted to any of them that I looked at them as anything other than one of my students.

The first kink in this armor appeared when Amy first started taking my classes at the start of the fall term. While I'd seen a lot of pretty coeds she easily stood out above the rest. She had the long blond hair and nice tan skin that most men would be attracted to, but at the same time she didn't have the super skinny, fit supermodel body that most young guys and many guys in general take to. She wasn't by any means fat or overweight, but she was a bit thicker than a lot of her peers. And in my eyes, it was perfect, not to small, not too big, perfect and absolutely sexy.

She came into class the first day wearing a pair of jeans that looked almost like they'd been painted on her showing off her curvy hips and backside perfectly. That combined with the white t-shirt that barely covered her midriff and I had to force myself not to stare. It was hard not to let my eyes linger on her as I went through my lecture and by the time class was over, I had a nice hardon inside my pants that I couldn't wait to relieve when I got home.

I got an even bigger treat when the class was over, and she got up to leave. She quicky stretched causing the skimpy t-shirt to ride up giving me a good view of her sexy belly and then she turned to leave giving me a great view of her curvy backside in those painted on jeans. In a blink and you would have missed it moment I saw a hint of VPL through those jeans. This pleased me even more since I've always been a bigger fan of panties over thongs.

Needless to say, when I got home later on that day, I pulled a massive nut thinking about Amy and would many more times over the term of the quarter. Like with many other students over the years I was content to keep my fantasies to myself and enjoy them privately until she started flirting with me.

Everything was fine in my secret fantasy life until Amy started showing up more at my office during office hours and not only getting the extra help, I offered with her work but also took the opportunity to flirt and tease me. Now she was far from the first student to try teasing and flirting with me, but she was the first one that had a real effect on me and I'm not just talking about inside my pants. Any other times a student flirted with me I'd usually laugh and maybe depending on the situation flirt back a little and when it was over it was over, just a little innocent fun. With Amy it was different. I didn't want to stop, whether it was her infectious personality, or her killer body, or both I just couldn't let it go and she wouldn't either.

The icing on the cake came when she showed up to class wearing a short jean skirt and a white button-down blouse. The dark blue jean skirt barely reached mid-thigh and the shirt, like many she had, barely reached her midriff. The thin white shirt did nothing to hide the pink bra she had on and neither did the fact that she'd left one or maybe even two buttons to many undone.

Seeing her dressed like this immediately got the blood pumping between my legs and I tried not to stare as I began the day's lecture. It was near torture though as every time my eyes hit her during the lecture, she'd give me a sweet yet devilish grin. In short, she knew what she was doing to me and was enjoying it. Then about halfway through the lecture as my eyes scanned the classroom, I saw Amy with her legs slightly parted. Her parted legs left just enough gap for me to see a splash of bright pink between her legs. I immediately knew it was the matching panties to the bra I could clearly see her wearing.

My heart seemed to skip a beat as I glanced her panties. Luckily, I was able to disguise my shock and sudden intake of breath as a small coughing fit before continuing my lecture. As my eyes again scanned over the classroom they found her again this time with her legs a bit further apart, this time giving me a clear view of the silky coral pink panties she had on. She flashed me another wicked grin as I saw her eyes go downward and I felt a hard throb between my legs.

She kept her legs parted for the rest of the class and it was a real struggle not to keep my eyes glued to that spot as I finished my lecture. After the class was over, I was in my office trying to will my hardon to subside and wondering what this girl was trying to do to me. As I was grading some papers and trying not to think of Amy, I heard a knock on my office door.

"Come in." I said. The door opened and in came the exact person I was trying, and not particularly succeeding at, not to think about. Not surprisingly she was wearing the same way too sexy outfit that she had so artfully teased me with in class. She gave me her usual sweet smile as she sat down in the chair across from my desk.

"Hi Amy." I said as she sat down trying to sound neutral.

"Hi professor." she replied. "That was a really good lecture today. I learned a lot but I do have a few questions."

So far so good I thought as she talked. This was our normal routine, a sort of deeper look and further explanation of the day's lecture. This I could work with, as long as I could keep my eyes off of her body that is.

I thought I'd made it when our conversation on the day's lecture seemed to be wrapping up. I was starting to think her panty flash tease was just that until she came out of nowhere and said,

"Did you enjoy the show today?"

"What do you mean?" I asked trying to deflect.

She gave me a sly smirk before saying, "You know what I'm talking about. I hope you enjoyed the view. I wore this outfit just for you."

Now I was totally taken aback. Yes, students had flirted with me, and yes, I'll admit sometimes I flirted back but this was way beyond being playful and skirting the line (no pun intended). This was a whole new game and one I didn't know if I wanted to get into. I should have known it wouldn't be my head, or brain to me more exact, that would be making the decision.

When I didn't say anything right away, she said, "So did you enjoy the show?"

Still wanting to be neutral I said, "It's a very nice outfit and looks good on you."

She grinned at me and said, "Oh come on professor. I know you've got the hots for me. I see you trying not to stare during lectures. Admit it, you think I'm sexy."

"Amy you're a very smart girl and you're very pretty. But you know this isn't exactly appropriate conversation between a teacher and student." I said tentatively.

"That's what makes this so sexy, the fact that it's risqué and taboo. Come on professor, don't act like you haven't fantasized about me. I know guys better than that." she said. And as she said that she uncrossed her legs. With much effort I kept my eyes on her face. "We could have a lot of fun you know." she added with a cheeky grin.

She could obviously see the cogs in my brain trying to work out this situation. Again, when I didn't say anything right away, she said, "I'll tell you what. I'll let you think about it." Then with another devilish grin she said, "I know what we can do. I'll give you these panties that I know you love and if you want to have some fun wear them on Thursday and show me after class."

Before I could even react, she got up and reached up under her skirt from behind and pulled down the coral pink panties she'd been flashing me with. I got a blink, and you'll miss it glimpse of her young, trimmed pussy that brought a massive throb to my re hardened penis.

Once she got the panties freed from around her sneakers, she dropped them on my desk with a triumphant grin. "Those are really comfortable and stretchy. They should fit you well since we're almost the same size." she said. Again, before I could even react, she said, "Well I'll see you in my panties on Thursday." as though she already knew what I would do and made a quick exit.

Once she was gone and the door shut, I picked up the panties she had proudly dropped on my desk and examined them. They were bright coral pink with about a centimeter thick white lace leg and waistbands on them. As I picked them up to examine them more closely, I noticed the gusset and part of the front panel was damp. This surprised me even more as I thought that this whole thing had her a bit worked up to. This further eroded my already very weakened defenses. If it was exciting both of us what was the harm in having a little fun?

I brought the panties close to my face and took in a deep breath and that was almost enough to make my cock explode right there inside my pants. Her scent was beyond intoxicating and the naughtiness of the situation made it even more erotic. Unfortunately, a knock at the door brought an end to inspecting Amy's panties. A thrill of panic shot through me as I quickly shoved the panties in a desk drawer as the next student came in to consult me.

I spent the next 2 days wracking my brain on whether or not to wear Amy's panties on Thursday. After going back and forth who knows how many times my penis finally made the decision for me and after I got out of the shower on Thursday morning it was time to get dressed and that would start with Amy's panties.

After getting out of the shower and drying off I picked up the panties that I had laid out with my clothes and after one last split second of hesitation I stepped in. I slowly and timidly pulled them up feeling my cock starting to grow before the panties even touched it. My penis reached full staff as I got the panties up around my waist. Amy was right that since we were close to the same size the panties fit quite well. They sat a little lower than the briefs I usually wore but thankfully not so low that my hardon was sticking out the top, but it was close.

I couldn't help but look at myself in the mirror and blush a little at the fact that I was wearing a coed's underwear. I was surprised to see that they flattered my body well front and back. The thin silk left nothing to the imagination as to my state of arousal allowing each blood vessel in my penis to be visible and even pulsing.

I couldn't help but give myself a slight rub. This was a mistake since it felt incredible and nearly caused me to blow my load right then and there. I didn't want to have to explain to Amy that I had creamed her panties right after putting them on, so I stood still for a few moments and let myself simmer down a bit before finishing getting dressed.

My hardon died down but not fully as I put the rest of my clothes on. It felt oddly kinky as the panties disappeared under my shirt and pants. As I moved to leave, I felt the silk rub against my cock and cause it to inch up a bit. By the time I got in my car I was fully hard again. I drove off wondering how I was going to deal with this all day.

Going through my class with Amy was a nightmare and a dream come true at the same time. She was wearing the same skirt she was wearing yesterday but this time she kept her legs crossed like an expert tease dangling her foot every time my eyes moved in her direction. She was wearing a white golf shirt this time that again showed off her midriff perfectly as she periodically stretched but allowed not view of any bra she was wearing. Between her subtle teasing and her silk panties rubbing my erection every time I moved, I was rock hard for the whole class. I hoped my shirt and undershirt were thick enough to absorb all the pre-cum I knew my cock must be pumping out because I knew the thin silk panties wouldn't cut it.

Finally, the class ended, and I was able to retreat to my office. This time I waited several hours while grading papers and seeing several other students. Right as my office hours were ending, I heard a gentle knock on the door. After I said come in, I saw Amy come in with an almost shy like grin on her face.

"Hi professor." she said sweetly.

"Hi Amy." I replied with a smile. "I was wondering when you'd be by."

"I figured I'd better come later this time." she said with a sly grin. Instead of taking her usual seat in the chair across the desk from me she came around the desk and sat on the edge, her gorgeous tan legs only about a foot away from me. I couldn't help but stare a little.

"So, are you wearing something different?" she asked slyly.

I felt myself go a little warm as I told her, "Yeah as a matter of fact I am." I shifted in my chair and untucked my shirt and pushed the waistband of my pants down a bit to where she could see the top of the panties I had on. Her eyes lit up with glee as she saw the pink silk and lace on me.

"I see you decided to stop resisting and have a little fun." she said grinning. "Or was it something else that made the decision for you?" she added as her eyes moved to my crotch.

"Something like that." I admitted still feeling warm from embarrassment.

"You know I've got to see." she said. And before I could react, she reached down and undid my belt and unzipped me. Once unzipped she deftly parted my pants giving her a full view of my panties and the erection they were containing.

"Oh my!" she gasped. "Very nice. I see you like wearing my panties. Look how wet you've gotten them." I was burning hot from embarrassment and my face probably matched the pink panties I had on. "Let's get rid of these pants, I want to see your ass covered in pink silk." She then grabbed the ends of my pants, and I sat up and allowed her to pull them off of me.

She then grabbed my hands and hauled me up before slowly unbuttoning my shirt. Once it was unbuttoned all the way I slumped it off of my shoulders and let it fall to the ground. She then forced her hands under undershirt and pushed it up. Her hands on my body felt unreal as I followed her lead and pulled off my t-shirt and tossed it to join the rest of my clothes.

I then felt quite awkward standing here in front of this gorgeous girl wearing nothing but her bright pink silky panties sporting a world class erection that the silk did nothing to hide. She slowly walked around me eyeing my panties with a look of glee on her face.

"Now lean over the desk so I can get a good look at your bright pink ass." she said softly. I put both of my hands on the desk and leaned over spreading my legs wide. I then felt her hand on my ass rubbing it slowly. I mentally willed her to move her hand a bit further around.

"So sexy." she purred as I felt her hand move around under my legs and move up to gently grab my erection. It took 120 percent of my self-control not to blow my load right then and there as she gave my hardon a long hard stroke.

If my own experience rubbing my hardon through the silky panties that morning was a 10 out of 10 than Amy doing it was a 25 out of 10 in terms of how good, it felt. After the first initial long hard stroke she continued to gently massage and stroke my hardon and I had to clench my jaw to keep from moaning out loud. I couldn't help but squirm under her grip and I can only imagine the look on her face as I melted under her touch.

This teasing kept me right on the edge of blowing what I could only imagine what would be a massive load of cum in my swollen balls. She was clearly a master a cock teasing and keeping a guy on edge without bringing him over the top. It was torture and bliss at the same time since her stroking was so gentle that she didn't have to slow it at all to keep me from blowing.

After several minutes of her keeping me on edge like this I felt her hand lift from my rock-hard erection. I turned to see her with a wicked look on her face before she said, "Now it's time to complete the look."

"What do you mean?" I said slightly panting from her teasing.

Instead of directly responding I watched as she reached under her shirt from behind before feeding her bra straps out from under her arms and shirt sleeves. I then got a good view of her sexy midriff as she reached under her shirt from the front and pulled out a coral pink bra that clearly was the mate to the panties I was wearing.

I felt like I was smacked in the head as I fully realized what she meant. "Woah, woah, woah, no way now it's going too far I can't wear your bra." I stammered out.

Again instead of a direct response she reached forward again took control of my erection giving it another long hard stroke. The break in the action made it feel more intense than ever and set it throbbing.

I moaned and had to catch my breath under her new round of teasing. Still not saying a word she moved forward and fed the bra under my arms and around my back. Feeling her put her arms around me as (along with my aching hardon) kept me from resisting as she clipped the bra behind me. Once the bra was fastened to me, she backed up and eyed my body running her hands down my chest to my waist and tracing the waistband of my panties before stepping back and eyeing me up and down with a look of triumph on her face.

"There's just something sexy about a man in my lingerie that gets me hot and wet." she said sensually. She then nudged me to the side and sat down on the edge of my desk and slowly opened her legs. My penis gave a massive throb as I noticed that she wasn't wearing panties and the little bit of light getting up there showed that her pussy was neatly trimmed and was slightly glistening with wetness.

"Look what you've done to me." she said sensually. "I think I deserve to be licked clean. Don't you?"

I didn't need telling twice. I bent down and put my head under her skirt and went to work licking her pussy. It wasn't long before I felt her body quivering with arousal, and she was squeezing her thighs tighter against my face. I kept up my pace of licking and soon after she was muffling a scream as I felt her body pulse with orgasm, and I felt her essence cover my face.

After her orgasm I licked her clean before pulling myself out from under her skirt and saw her with a look of satisfaction on her face as she tried to catch her breath. "Oh my god professor that was awesome." she said breathily.

"I'm glad you liked it." I said trying to act cool.

She then hopped down from the desk and grabbed my discarded t-shirt and helped me dry my face off. She then gave me an innocent kiss on the cheek before saying, "Well I've got to go. I've got a date tonight."

I was shocked and said, "Wait a minute! You can't just leave me like this!" gesturing down to my erection making a massive tent in my panties.

"Sorry professor I've got to go." she said coyly. "Thanks for helping me relieve some pent-up arousal before my date. Now I can go out without having to jump his bones right away. Also, thanks for giving me a reason to go out without panties on."

"See you next week professor." she said grinning at me as she opened the door to leave.

Before I could even react or argue again, she was out the door leaving me there with her bra and panties on and an erection that was starting to ache and wondering what I had gotten myself into.