Showing posts with label student. Show all posts
Showing posts with label student. Show all posts

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Promo Monday with Xavier Harrington


This Monday, I'm welcoming Xavier Harrington to The Naughty Pages. He's here with a story of his, History Made Interesting. I've had a read and I must say, it certainly would be an interesting History class! Have a read of what is here, but you'll have to visit his blog to read the rest... 

Every college student knows that history classes can be rather boring, unless you’re a history fanatic.  I must taken a good two or three classes in my time in college, all taught by the same boring professors who just read the book without any sort of creativity.
I had to take “Interpreting the Constitution” with a professor Gina Matthews; a younger history intern, but she made the class interesting.  It wasn’t quite what she said or how she taught that caught my eye, it was how fucking gorgeous she was!  The funny part is that you don’t expect history professors to be in any way attractive; they’re either middle-aged men, or these older ladies who probably lived through most of what their teaching.
What was even more amusing was that this intern must either have a knack for The Constitution, or most just end up fixated on her gorgeous body.  Psychology would say that the more attractive someone or something is, the more you’re likely to pay attention to it.  We were lucky: Not only was she gorgeous, but she also engaged the class.
Like any good student, I asked questions when I was confused (which happened often), and met with her during office hours when I needed to bring a topic up.  I’ll tell you, when I met with her during office hours, it was damn-hard to keep the conversation on class.  After five or six weeks of classes, I had been visiting her during office hours, that we’d nearly formed a great student/teacher relationship – god knows that I would have loved for that relationship to escalate further, such as my cock in her pussy!  One could argue that students and professors aren’t supposed to have intimate relationships, or even anything beyond the classroom, but she’d declared that she was an intern.  Open season in my book!
Luckily, I was able to check her out during class while paying attention to her lectures.  She usually came in dressing professionally, although her t-shirts were high-cut where you could see some skin, but not overly slutty.  She was 32 years old and living in the area; about 5’7, medium build, curly blonde hair and what looked like 34Bs.  I was able to maintain a high C+ in her class by studying my ass off and going to see her for extra help, but I also needed to hook up with this one; she never wore a ring and she never spoke of a boyfriend in some our chats, but there are days I got the sense that she noticed my eyes on her.  I hadn’t really thought about it, but I was in her office at least once a week going over material – especially when tests were coming up.  Either other students were copacetic with the information, or they just didn’t give a shit either way; at least 3 of our office visits went beyond the normal course of office hours, and neither of us cared.  A fly on the wall would suspect that there was something going on between us, but as far as we were concerned, she was helping me with test material and I was fantasizing about fucking the shit out of her.
Around six weeks until the end of semester, I had been checking my school email and I’d gotten an email from a “gmatthews@comcast.com” with the subject “are you available later?”.  I opened it and read the following email:
Mike,
I’m sure you know this by looking at the email address, but this is Gina Matthews from the ‘Constitution class’.  I would like to meet with you at some point before the end of semester.  I’ve got something I want to chat with you about and it’s not related to class.  Talk to you soon.
Gina
Once I got the call, I looked up her office number on the college directory and gave it a call.  It wasn’t the usual day for a class to meet, so I was taking a chance that she wouldn’t be in her office.
“Professor Matthews”
“Hi, it’s Mike, from class” I responded with enthusiasm.  It was fortunate that I was the only ‘Mike’ in class.
“Hi Mike”, it was met with some silence, “what’s up?”
“I’m responding to your email from this morning.” I think she was surprised that I replied by phone instead of email.
“Ahh, okay good.  Are you free today, to meet up?”  Her voice sounded rather insistent.
“I can do that, where and what time?”
“My last class gets out at five, then I have office hours until six.  How about six’ish, just swing by my office.”


“I can do that.  Is there a problem – you sound very anxious about something?”
“It’s just been a long day, and I didn’t expect you to respond by phone.”
We ended the call by confirming the time and location and hung-up.
Around six-o-clock
The door to her office was shut, so I knocked.  The door opens and she whispers “I should be done in a few minutes.  Wander around and I’ll leave the door ajar once we’re done.”
I shot a thumbs-up and walked away.  When she spoke those words, I caught a quick glimpse down her shirt – a nice lacy bra.  To say I fantasized about what was under those lacy bras is an understatement.
As I watched her door from a distance, nobody appeared to come out.  I looked at my watch: 6:35.  I was getting a little worried that whatever she wanted to meet me about wasn’t going to happen; most professors (unless they have late classes) don’t stay much later than they need to.
Ten minutes after thinking about it, her door opens and out walks her student.  He looks over his shoulder and motions that I should head in.
I knocked on the door and is met with “Mike, come on in!”
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Sunday, September 30, 2012

Promo Monday with Scarlett Black

This week is another author featured in Naughty Nights Press's Campus Sexploits 3. Please welcome the saucy temptress Scarlett Black!!

Miss Barnes is the University campus librarian. If a student is falling behind or if a Professor needs research assistance, she will gladly lend her expertise. She likes giving personalized attention to anyone that needs her. Wearing stiletto boots and short skirts, Miss Barnes will fulfill your every fantasy and more. Don’t be shy, step right up and ask her for help. She’s more than happy to hold a specially tailored study session with you.
 
Campus Sexploits 3 Naughty Bit. ****The leather couch is in my office for the nights I have had to work late and it provides a very comfortable relaxing space when the need arises. Knowing it is positioned so Seth can see me, I stretch on my tiptoes for a book on the top shelf of the bookcase. The movement caused my skirt to inch up and my sweater to tighten even more. I knew he was appreciateing the view.
Just as I had a hold on the book, I lost my grip and it fell to the floor. Bending over to give him an ample view of my backside and a glimpse of my soaked, black panties, I picked up the book. Turning around, I saw Seth adjusting his very prominent erection in his snug-fitting jeans.
"Oh Seth, it looks like we have found another problem. Would you like my help with that also?"
With understanding in his eyes, “Yes, Ms. Barnes,” he replied in a whisper.
I walked over and stood in front of him, my legs slightly spread. He shifted on the sofa and I could smell his arousal, musky and all man. I lifted my sweater over my head, revealing a black, lacy bra. The movement created more friction on my already hardened nipples. I folded my sweater and placed it on a chair. Everything has it’s place.
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Monday, August 20, 2012

Promo Monday is Addicted to Ana Hart!

Sorry that this week is a little late, the man and I went for a little drive and ended up in a minor crash. No one was hurt, thankfully, and we were in the right so all damage will be paid for by the other insurance company. Anyway today I'm thrilled to welcome Ana Hart with her newest wonder, Addicted!

Ana Hart has done it again!
First she gave us Reborn; book one in the “One Powerful
Addiction” series that tells the story of Daniel Webb in this
paranormal erotic romance.

Just Released
ADDICTED
Addicted is the second book in the series and continues to
follow Daniel Webb on his mysterious path.

Synopsis:
All Daniel Webb wants is to be a normal guy, but honestly, that
doesn't seem like it's going to happen anytime soon in between him being addicted to a
supernatural power beyond his control, keeping his girlfriend Alyssa Drega happy, and dealing
with the everyday responsibilities of being a college student. Oh, yeah, and now his nightmares
are trying to kill him. And they're not the only ones. When a mysterious assailant attacks Daniel
in the woods outside of town and ends up getting to Alyssa in the process, things get real
personal real quick and more questions than answers are dumped onto Daniel's already full
plate. Now the clock is ticking while something truly dark is stirring in the sleepy town of Stone
Hills, Arkansas, and it's all Daniel can do to figure out how to survive the weekend. And keep
Alyssa safe in the process.

Purchase Addicted from the following estores:
NNP eStore
ARe
Amazon
Amazon UK
Smashwords
About the Author:
Ana Hart is a writer of erotica and romance and an Internet celebrity wannabe. Born and
raised in the southern United States, Ana currently resides in Conway, Arkansas with her very
supportive boyfriend. When not writing, Ana can often be found talking into a camera on
YouTube, lurking on Facebook or Twitter, or just running searches for herself on Google.