NAUGHTY DESIRES: A COLLECTION OF DARK EROTICA

Life didn't feel exciting anymore since I broke up with my ex-boyfriend Theo. Theo was one of the men who made me feel good, the kind that made my legs tremble and made my body react without control. But now that he's gone, I feel like nothing but a dry pond. I tried hanging out with strangers but I always felt uncomfortable around them.

It even got worse when I kept thinking about a guy who grabbed my ass at the bar during my last year in university. I wanted that feeling again. I wanted my ass to be grabbed and my pussy to flood without control, so I joined a sex chat group and I got paired with a mysterious man who didn't show me his picture. He said he preferred a face-to-face meeting, so I'm here to see him.

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Present day, 6pm.

I adjusted my short black gown as I crossed my legs on the chair, waiting for the mysterious man. He had already seen my picture but he couldn't show me his.

"If I knew I couldn't see his picture, I wouldn't have sent him mine," I mumbled under my breath, letting out a small sigh as I checked the entrance again.

I have been at the restaurant for almost twenty minutes now and my fingers kept tapping the table nervously. "Isn't he going to show up any longer?" I thought, my chest rising slowly as I tried to calm myself.

The door to the restaurant suddenly swung open and I looked up again, my eyes widening the moment I saw my biology professor walking forward. My heart skipped hard in my chest and my stomach tightened in shock. It even got more confusing when he walked directly toward me. I quickly turned my face and scanned the room to see who he was looking for, but he smiled and waved at me. I froze for a moment.

"You seem surprised Miss Harrison," he said as he walked closer to me.

I forced a small smile, though my heart was beating fast and my fingers tightened slightly on the chair. "Uh... what are you doing here?" I asked.

"Weren't you the one who requested for a sex partner?" he said.

My eyes widened and I quickly covered his mouth with my hand, my heart jumping as I leaned closer so people wouldn't hear us. "Shhh!" I whispered, my breath a little shaky.

He gently removed my hand from his mouth. "It's okay Miss Harrison, no one cares about what we say. Everyone here focuses on their own life," he said calmly.

"You're the one in the group chat... it was you, Professor Dickson?" I asked, confusion written all over my face as I stared at him.

"You're more of a tease than I thought," he said. "But yes, it was me." My heart beat faster when I realized the man from the chat group was actually my biology professor. I couldn't believe it, my chest rose and fell slowly as I tried to process what was happening. Out of all the men in the group, it had to be him.

"Not only that, you're also the one who's been making those bold comments online," he added with a small smile.

"I... I said those things online, not in real life," I muttered, feeling my cheeks grow warm. My fingers tightened slightly on the edge of the table as embarrassment rushed through me.

"I can't believe my best student is seeking pleasure online," he continued.

I rolled my eyes, trying to hide the nervous feeling building in my stomach. "Professor Dickson, you're also seeking pleasure here," I replied quietly.

He leaned back slightly in his chair and looked at me with a small smirk. "Have you been eating properly?" he asked casually.

I bit down my lip, looking a little confused by the sudden question.

"That's okay, Miss Harrison. You can talk," he said calmly.

"I... I'm fine," I replied, letting out a slow breath.

"When was the last time you felt pleasure?" he asked.

My heart skipped slightly at the question.

"A year ago, after my ex left me," I said softly.

"So he made you feel good?" he asked.

"Yes," I replied quietly. "He made me feel like a woman."

"You're more jealous than you think," he said with a slight laugh."You're about to get my professor into trouble," he added.

My eyes widened slightly and I leaned closer, lowering my voice. "These things weren't meant to be taken seriously. I was only joking," I whispered, my hands folding together nervously.

"But you came here to meet me," he said calmly as he finished his drink.

I felt a sudden wave of heat spread through my body. I didn't know how to answer that.

"I... I came because I was curious," I admitted.

He stood up slowly from the chair. "Come with me," he said.

My stomach tightened.

"I... I can't," I replied quickly, though my voice sounded weaker than I intended.

He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow. "You said you were bored with life," he reminded me.

I stood up slowly, my chair sliding back slightly. My legs felt a little shaky as I followed him.

The restaurant suddenly felt smaller around us.

We walked out of the restaurant together and stepped into the cool evening air. The soft wind brushed against my skin and made me shiver slightly.

He opened the door of his black SUV and looked at me.

"Be careful, you don't want to make yourself uncomfortable," he said quietly.

My heart was beating faster again.

"I'm going to make you very wet," he added, his voice low.

My breath caught in my throat.

For a moment I just stared at him, my mind spinning with confusion and curiosity.

I knew I should walk away. But instead, I stepped closer to the car. Something inside me was already pulling me toward whatever was about to happen next.

Chapter 1 – Professor Dickson Dick pt 1

Life didn't feel exciting anymore since I broke up with my ex-boyfriend Theo. Theo was one of the men who made me feel good, the kind that made my legs tremble and made my body react without control. But now that he's gone, I feel like nothing but a dry pond. I tried hanging out with strangers but I always felt uncomfortable around them.

It even got worse when I kept thinking about a guy who grabbed my ass at the bar during my last year in university. I wanted that feeling again. I wanted my ass to be grabbed and my pussy to flood without control, so I joined a sex chat group and I got paired with a mysterious man who didn't show me his picture. He said he preferred a face-to-face meeting, so I'm here to see him.

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Present day, 6pm.

I adjusted my short black gown as I crossed my legs on the chair, waiting for the mysterious man. He had already seen my picture but he couldn't show me his.

"If I knew I couldn't see his picture, I wouldn't have sent him mine," I mumbled under my breath, letting out a small sigh as I checked the entrance again.

I have been at the restaurant for almost twenty minutes now and my fingers kept tapping the table nervously. "Isn't he going to show up any longer?" I thought, my chest rising slowly as I tried to calm myself.

The door to the restaurant suddenly swung open and I looked up again, my eyes widening the moment I saw my biology professor walking forward. My heart skipped hard in my chest and my stomach tightened in shock. It even got more confusing when he walked directly toward me. I quickly turned my face and scanned the room to see who he was looking for, but he smiled and waved at me. I froze for a moment.

"You seem surprised Miss Harrison," he said as he walked closer to me.

I forced a small smile, though my heart was beating fast and my fingers tightened slightly on the chair. "Uh... what are you doing here?" I asked.

"Weren't you the one who requested for a sex partner?" he said.

My eyes widened and I quickly covered his mouth with my hand, my heart jumping as I leaned closer so people wouldn't hear us. "Shhh!" I whispered, my breath a little shaky.

He gently removed my hand from his mouth. "It's okay Miss Harrison, no one cares about what we say. Everyone here focuses on their own life," he said calmly.

"You're the one in the group chat... it was you, Professor Dickson?" I asked, confusion written all over my face as I stared at him.

"You're more of a tease than I thought," he said. "But yes, it was me." My heart beat faster when I realized the man from the chat group was actually my biology professor. I couldn't believe it, my chest rose and fell slowly as I tried to process what was happening. Out of all the men in the group, it had to be him.

"Not only that, you're also the one who's been making those bold comments online," he added with a small smile.

"I... I said those things online, not in real life," I muttered, feeling my cheeks grow warm. My fingers tightened slightly on the edge of the table as embarrassment rushed through me.

"I can't believe my best student is seeking pleasure online," he continued.

I rolled my eyes, trying to hide the nervous feeling building in my stomach. "Professor Dickson, you're also seeking pleasure here," I replied quietly.

He leaned back slightly in his chair and looked at me with a small smirk. "Have you been eating properly?" he asked casually.

I bit down my lip, looking a little confused by the sudden question.

"That's okay, Miss Harrison. You can talk," he said calmly.

"I... I'm fine," I replied, letting out a slow breath.

"When was the last time you felt pleasure?" he asked.

My heart skipped slightly at the question.

"A year ago, after my ex left me," I said softly.

"So he made you feel good?" he asked.

"Yes," I replied quietly. "He made me feel like a woman."

"You're more jealous than you think," he said with a slight laugh."You're about to get my professor into trouble," he added.

My eyes widened slightly and I leaned closer, lowering my voice. "These things weren't meant to be taken seriously. I was only joking," I whispered, my hands folding together nervously.

"But you came here to meet me," he said calmly as he finished his drink.

I felt a sudden wave of heat spread through my body. I didn't know how to answer that.

"I... I came because I was curious," I admitted.

He stood up slowly from the chair. "Come with me," he said.

My stomach tightened.

"I... I can't," I replied quickly, though my voice sounded weaker than I intended.

He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow. "You said you were bored with life," he reminded me.

I stood up slowly, my chair sliding back slightly. My legs felt a little shaky as I followed him.

The restaurant suddenly felt smaller around us.

We walked out of the restaurant together and stepped into the cool evening air. The soft wind brushed against my skin and made me shiver slightly.

He opened the door of his black SUV and looked at me.

"Be careful, you don't want to make yourself uncomfortable," he said quietly.

My heart was beating faster again.

"I'm going to make you very wet," he added, his voice low.

My breath caught in my throat.

For a moment I just stared at him, my mind spinning with confusion and curiosity.

I knew I should walk away. But instead, I stepped closer to the car. Something inside me was already pulling me toward whatever was about to happen next.

The atmosphere grew tense as we got out of the restaurant. Neither of us spoke at first, but I could feel his eyes on me. The silence between us felt heavy.

"Are you horny, Miss Harrison?" he asked suddenly.

I gulped as I felt pressure building in my chest. My breath caught slightly. "Hmm... no," I lied softly, though my voice sounded less confident than I wanted.

"You don't have to lie about that." He said, a smirk slowly formed at the corner of his lips. He placed his hand on my lap and began moving it back and forth slowly. His fingers brushed against the hem of my dress as he felt the damp fabric of my panties.

"Naughty girl... you're getting wet just from my presence," he murmured.

His fingers brushed my panties again and a shiver ran down my spine."Take it off," he commanded.

My heart beat faster, but I obeyed. I slowly slid down my panties and pulled them off, the fabric brushing against the sensitive skin of my thighs. A soft moan slipped from my mouth as cool air touched me.

"Take it easy, Miss Harrison. You don't want to reach orgasm before the play even starts," he said calmly.

His words made my body feel even hotter. I could feel my nipples pressing hard against the fabric of my dress.

"Oh God... you're flooding," he muttered.

His fingers slowly traced down the lips of my pussy. My back arched slightly and I threw my head back as another soft moan escaped my mouth.

He continued tracing along the soft skin while my hands clenched slightly, my nails digging into the car seat.

"Please put your hand in," I whispered, my eyelids fluttering.

"Not yet. I want you to crave more," he replied.

He rubbed his fingers in slow circles over my clit. At first the movement was slow and teasing, but soon he increased the pressure. My legs trembled with every touch. I bit my lip and panted softly as I felt the pleasure surge though me, my thigh twitch with every touch. I never imagined I would be in this position with my biology professor.

"Relax, Miss Harrison. Let the pleasure build," he murmured.

I took a deep breath as he continued stroking my clit, his fingers sliding along my wet folds before returning to tease the sensitive spot again.

Finally, he pushed his middle finger deep inside me.

"Fuck..." I gasped, my body pressing deeper into the car seat as my pussy tightened around his finger.

"Fuck, that's it," he muttered. "Your tight pussy is spreading all over my fingers."

He added another finger, slowly stretching me while his other hand steadied my thigh. My body moved slightly with each push as his fingers slid in and out of my wetness.

"You're so wet... my fingers are coated in your juices," he said.

He slowly pulled his fingers out, watching as my slickness followed them.

My chest rose and fell quickly as I tried to catch my breath, my whole body still trembling from the feeling.

"So you like it hard," Professor Dickson muttered as he pushed his fingers deeper inside me, this time he increased the pace with every thrust, he kept going without stopping. The walls of my pussy tightened around his fingers making every thrust send a wave of pleasure through my body.

A soft gasp escaped my lips. My mouth opened slightly as another quiet moan slipped out. I felt the pressure building again as his fingers moved faster.

"Good girl... you're opening up for me so nicely," he murmured.

My mouth fell open as another moan escaped my lips. His fingers rubbed faster now, sliding against my wetness. My eyes squeezed shut as the feeling grew stronger.

"Oh God... you're making me so messy," I breathed.

His fingers kept moving while his other hand pushed my legs apart a little more. I could feel my body reacting to every movement.

My head rested against the seat as I struggled to catch my breath.

"Good girl, keep going," he said quietly.

The praise made my chest tighten. I bit my lip as another wave of pleasure rushed through me.

My legs trembled slightly.

"Oh God... I need more," I whispered.

"Not now, Miss Harrison," he replied calmly. "The anticipation makes it better."

He pushed his fingers deeper again, curling them slightly inside me.

My back arched as another moan escaped my lips.

"Fuck... yes," I breathed.

The movement made my body shiver. My hands gripped the seat beside me as I tried to steady myself.

He watched my reaction closely.

"You like that, don't you?" he murmured.

I nodded weakly.

My body felt warm and sensitive. Every small movement of his fingers sent another shiver through me.

"Please... don't stop," I whispered.

He smirked slightly.

"Relax," he said softly. "Let the pleasure build slowly."

His fingers moved again, slower this time but deeper.

My breathing grew heavier. My chest rose and fell as the sensation spread through my body.

"Oh God..." I whispered again.

He leaned closer.

"Look at you," he said quietly. "Already losing control."

I felt my face grow warm.

My body pressed deeper into the seat as his fingers continued moving inside me.

The feeling was overwhelming.

My legs trembled again.

"I'm close..." I whispered.

"Not yet," he replied.

His fingers slowed again.

The sudden change made me whimper softly.

"Don't rush it," he said calmly. "The best part comes when you least expect it."

I swallowed hard and tried to steady my breathing.

My whole body felt tense with anticipation.

And he knew it.

"Fuck..." I moaned as his lips brushed against mine, his tongue sliding into my mouth and stealing the air from my lungs. My fingers clutched at his shoulders as my legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer.

"Fuck, you taste so good," he murmured against my lips, his voice rough with desire.

Before I could catch my breath, he carried me toward the couch. My back hit the cushions softly as he lowered me down. He flipped my dress up impatiently, his eyes dark with hunger.

"Fuck... you're making me hard," he groaned.

His hands slid between my thighs. The sudden contact made my breath hitch as a shiver ran down my spine. My fingers gripped the couch cushions as he rubbed slow circles over me, sending sparks of heat through my body.

"Mmm... fuck..." I moaned, my hips lifting slightly into his touch as pleasure spread through me. My body trembled under his hands.

He unbuckled his trousers and pulled them down, revealing his thick erection. My breath caught in my throat and my eyes widened.

"Don't tell me that's going into me," I whispered nervously.

"It's okay, Miss Harrison," he said softly, his voice low and reassuring. "I'm not going to hurt you."

He turned me over gently, pulling my hips toward him. My hands pressed against the couch as he lifted me slightly, positioning himself behind me. My breath came out in short gasps as I felt him press against me.

Slowly, he pushed inside.

A sharp gasp escaped my lips as my back arched instinctively. My fingers curled into the couch as my body struggled to adjust to the sudden stretch.

"Fuck!" I cried out, throwing my head back.

"Shh... relax," he murmured.

He began moving slowly, each thrust sending waves of sensation through my body. My breath grew uneven, soft moans slipping past my lips as warmth spread deep in my stomach.

"You feel so warm," he groaned.

His pace quickened slightly, the couch creaking beneath us as my body rocked with every movement. My chest pressed against the cushions while my nails scraped against the fabric.

He grabbed my hair and gently pulled my head back, exposing my neck.

"You've got a perfect ass," he muttered breathlessly.

A gasp escaped me as he slapped my ass lightly. The sting sent a jolt of heat through my body, making my toes curl.

"Fuck... fuck me, Professor Dickson," I moaned, my voice trembling as pleasure built inside me. My legs shook slightly as my body reacted to every thrust.

"Naughty girl," he growled. "I'm going to fill you up with my cum."

His movements became deeper and faster. My body bounced with each thrust as waves of pleasure rolled through me, making it difficult to think straight.

"Ahh..." I moaned loudly, my fingers gripping the couch as my entire body trembled.

He pushed deeper, spreading my legs wider as he continued moving inside me. My breath came out in ragged gasps as my body tightened around him.

"I'm going to cum..." he groaned.

"Ahh... fuck..." I cried, my voice shaking as my body reacted, heat rushing through my veins and making my muscles tense.

His hands rolled my nipples between his fingers, sending sharp jolts of pleasure through my chest. My head fell back as a breathy moan escaped my lips.

"Fuck... more..." I gasped, my fingers tightening in Professor Dickson's hair as he kept plunging into me.

My whole body trembled beneath him. Each thrust pushed deeper than the last, making my toes curl and my stomach twist with growing heat.

"Fuck..." he groaned hoarsely, his grip tightening on my waist as his hips slammed harder into mine.

My breath came out in shaky gasps as the couch creaked beneath us. The rhythm of his thrusts sent waves of pleasure rushing through my body, making it impossible to stay still.

"You better cum when I tell you to," he warned darkly, grabbing my hair and pulling my head back so my back arched against him. "Don't you dare cum without my permission. I'll punish you for that."

A shiver ran down my spine at his words. My heart pounded wildly as his cock continued driving into me.

He trapped his cock between my thighs for a moment, the tip brushing against my sensitive clit as he rubbed slow circles there.

"Ahh... fuck..." I whimpered breathlessly as my legs trembled uncontrollably.

"You love that, don't you?" he murmured roughly, his voice thick with lust as he kept rubbing me.

My fingers clawed at the couch cushions, my hips lifting instinctively toward his touch.

"You little slut," he breathed against my ear, his breath hot against my skin.

My body jolted as he suddenly pushed back inside me again. I gasped loudly, my back arching as the stretch made my muscles tighten around him.

"Ohhh... fuck..." I cried, my voice shaking as he filled me completely.

His pace became relentless. The sound of skin slapping filled the room as he thrust into me over and over again.

"Yes... Professor Dickson..." I moaned, rocking my hips back against him.

I pushed myself up slightly and began bouncing my ass against his cock, taking control of the rhythm. The motion made his cock slide deeper inside me, dragging against every sensitive spot.

"Fuck... fuck!" he groaned loudly as my tight walls squeezed around him.

His hands gripped my hips harder, guiding my movements as I rode him faster. My breathing grew uneven, my chest rising and falling rapidly.

"God... you're so good," he panted, slapping my bouncing ass.

The sharp sting sent a rush of heat through my body, making me gasp.

I kept moving, bouncing harder and faster on his cock while staring down at his fully buried length inside me.

My body felt like it was burning from the inside out.

"Look at you," he muttered breathlessly. "Taking every inch."

His hands slid up my body again, squeezing my breasts while his fingers rolled my nipples once more.

"Your tits are so soft," he rasped, kneading them roughly.

"Ahh..." I moaned weakly, my body shaking as another wave of pleasure rushed through me.

"Ohhh... fuck... look at that body," he groaned. "Keep riding that cock."

"Yes, Professor Dickson" I replied breathlessly, my voice trembling as I continued bouncing against him.

I pushed back harder, letting his cock slide all the way inside me. My legs trembled from the effort, but I didn't stop.

"Fuck!" we both moaned at the same time.

My ass wiggled against his cock as my tight walls squeezed around him again and again.

"Fucking hell... I'm going to cum," he growled, his thrusts becoming faster and rougher.

Suddenly his body tensed. His hips slammed hard into me one last time as he exploded inside me.

My body jolted at the sudden warmth filling me. My breath caught in my throat as I felt his cock twitch deep inside me.

His half-hard cock slowly slipped out of me, his cum leaking from my pussy as both of us struggled to catch our breath.

Completely exhausted, we both fell back onto the couch, our chests rising and falling heavily.