Diving into a New School Year (part 3): General Psych 101[M23 F42 F22][teacher][anal][caught][College]

Diving into a New School Year (Part 3): General Psych 101

Previously On— [Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1id0qih/diving\_into\_a\_new\_school\_yearm23\_f18/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web3x&utm\_name=web3xcss&utm\_term=1&utm\_content=share\_button), [Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1ifnvsy/diving\_into\_a\_new\_school\_year\_part\_2\_let\_your/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web3x&utm\_name=web3xcss&utm\_term=1&utm\_content=share\_button)

It's 11:45 a.m., and I am standing outside Dr. Fisher's Office—she's not here. I will wait a few minutes to see if her extra-credit pre-class curriculum is still planned for me this year. This semester is my fourth time taking General Psych 101 from Dr. Fisher. I aced it the first, second, and third times, but Dr. Fisher kept asking me to take it. I am sure she is more interested in the pre-class curriculum because I don't need the extra credit.

It's noon, and she is not here. Her office is next to the classroom, so I peek into the classroom door and see people as they are being seated, and her new TA is asking students to move more towards the front of the room. Damn, She has one hell of a hot TA this year.

Dr. Fisher whispers loudly, "Ren, come into my office," as she unlocks the door quietly. I bet that's not the only thing she wants me to come in—I think to myself as I look at her. She already has her dress—slightly—open in the front and is wearing lingerie that is so hot. I follow her into her office.

Dr. Fisher's class format differs slightly from that of most teachers. For example, her class starts at noon, and instead of being in her class at noon, she has her TA there to take attendance and go over what the class is about on that day. Then, she exits her office and enters the classroom fifteen minutes after noon. How do I know this so precisely? I am what she fills her time with for the fifteen minutes before entering the classroom.

She sits her briefcase on her desk, and it starts buzzing. I open it. I see a large vibrator.

"Well, I see that you come prepared..."

"I hadn't heard from you. I didn't know if I would have to use my imagination and lonely fuck myself to start the new school year."

"Janet," I say slowly, "What would make you think that? Even if I hadn't shown up, I am sure your imagination would've been very accommodating since your vibrator sounds like it has more pistons than a V-8 engine."

She slaps Me!

She is always up for a little rough foreplay, give or take—it doesn't make any difference to her.

More aggressive than a baseball flying over the outfield fence—Home Run—she is on her knees unbuckling my belt. My pants are down to my ankles before I hear.

"You must have missed me," I said—noticing she may be on the verge of a divorce from her husband— "or you are just so horny you can't control yourself?"

She smiles and says, "Both!"

She pulls my boxers down to accompany my pants and rips her panties off, and in one enormously quick swipe, she clears the top of the desk—briefcase, vibrator, and all.

Dr. Fisher—Janet—stands beside her cleared desk, puts my hands on her hips, and bends over.

"What the hell are you waiting on, Romeo, Fuck Me!"

She wants to get pushy—OK, I'll take this ship sailing. I slide my dick on in, and she starts moaning like it's what she's been wanting all summer, which is probably true. It takes her about 10 seconds, and she starts moaning louder. I wonder if she has considered that because of our extracurricular activity, on the other side of the wall and door that we face is her classroom of college students. It hasn't been a problem before today, but now she is not holding back.

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Dr. Fisher's TA is sitting behind the desk in front of the classroom, and the class is reviewing the semester syllabus to understand what the class will cover. Everything is quiet in the room, but the wall and the door separating Dr. Fisher's office from the classroom are not as thick as Dr. Fisher had expected.

The students hear a soft noise barely coming through the wall, and they can't figure out if there may be a mouse in the wall or what.

The TA is closer to Dr. Fisher's office door, so she can hear the noise slightly more transparent and has thoughts running through her mind.

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Dr. Fisher's hips are in a motion she has never used with me—her moaning pauses.

"This will be a great introduction to the paper I am working on about you," Dr. Fisher says, breathing hard.

"Glad I can help. I can't wait to read it."

She lets a few moans slip as my dick moves in here in synchronization with her motion. She then says something, but I couldn't hear her.

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The students and TA are still quiet, but instead of reading over the syllabus, they pay more attention to the wall and door...

"Switch holes."

"I thought you didn't like it in the ass?"

"I learned to love it through the summer. Pull your dick out of my pussy and put it in my ass."

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As soon as I switch,

Dr. Fisher does not show discomfort. She seems to enjoy it even more. She must have had a busy summer.

Her moaning level is quieter but, at the same time, enjoyable for her. Her ass is tight, but not as tight as I'd expected. I can't believe it took her this long to find out how much she enjoys it.

"So, have you and Amy set a date—yet?"

"A date for what?" I reply.

"When are you getting married?"

Dr. Fisher is enjoying her ass fuck even more. She is starting to moan a little louder. Is she one of the women that can orgasm through ass sex? Let's find out. I start syncing with her hip movements again.

"Amy and I?"

"Yes, Ren," Dr. Fisher moans, "That girl loves you."

"Amy?" I say questionably, "We are friends."

Dr. Fisher is moaning louder.

"She loves you…"

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The students and the TA stare at the wall, waiting to hear what's next.

"Yes, Amy," everyone in the classroom hears, followed by moaning to the peak of orgasm.

The TA, out of embarrassment and curiosity, rushes to the office door and opens it to see what's happening. She sees Dr. Fisher Sweating Profusely and me standing behind her with my pants down. Since I am getting a closer view of the TA…

"I know you. We met two tears ago when you were rushing for a Sorority."

The TA looks digested and says, "Dr. Fisher."

Dr. Fisher lays on the desk Fuck Drunk and laughing.

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After I finished my activities with Dr. Fisher, I didn't stay for class. Still, I bet it turned out to be a question-and-answer session instead of following the syllabus for today—maybe I should have stayed. That would have been fun. But I can't get what she was telling me about Amy out of my head. I know I always told myself Amy and I would probably end up married, but that's what I was thinking. Amy and I are close friends and always together, as if by glue or something else. We are very open with one another physically and mentally.

I am sitting on a park bench under a tree outside the student center, still contemplating about Amy. Jill walks by.

"Hi, Ren!"

"Hey, Jill, you're looking sharp. This year is going to be your year.

She blows me a kiss.

My smartphone rings. It's Tom—President of the A/V club.

"Ren, I have a match to the pictures you sent me. The facial recognition program worked, and I have the chic's name."

"I'll be right over. I owe you for this one, Tom..."

PART FOUR COMING SOON!!!!!