The Confessions of a Slut series is a detailed explanation as to how I now have my "slut" status. My Professor is confession one, and is probably the one event that led me down the road I'm on. Lust, and sex ... lots of sex.. The professor is sexy, and dominant, at only 18 I didn't stand a chance. I found myself obsessed, wanting more, wanting to please him. It wasn't love, but the strongest lust I will ever experience.
Chapter 1 My Lust
I was eighteen, barely, and in my first year of college. I was not a virgin, but I definitely hadn't hit my "slut" status yet. I obtained that status slightly later in life. I love my status, and I would never change a thing about myself. I probably never would have hit that status if it wasn't for this particular professor. Sure there were a couple boyfriends in Highschool, a guy that first summer before college, but I don't really count those. Not that the boys did anything wrong, but they were just boys.
Yes, I was just a girl, but at that point I hadn't had anything to compare the difference between sex with boys, and sex with an experienced man.
That first semester was very... normal. Friends, parties, boys, it was exactly as you imagine first semester at college being. This particular class, where I threw normal out the window, was a M-W-F class. It was at 5pm, and I never missed this class. I was always excited for this class. The only interesting thing going on it my week was going to this class, and looking at the professor.
There was nothing incredibly handsome about my professor. Yes, he was good looking, and tall, strong, but I had never thought too much about his looks. His demeanor in class is what completely took over all my thoughts. His confidence, the way he talked to the class like he knew he was right, but he wanted someone to have the intellect to challenge him. He was confident in the most sexy way. He was never mean, he never made anyone feel less intelligent. He never had to be, everyone knew he was the smartest person in the room, respect was given. Everyone in the class ate up every word he said. Including me.
Even the boys in the class were always listening, always paying attention. The girls, all of them, looked like they had been hypnotized. I never sat and gushed over him like some of the other girls in class. I honestly tried to act like he was just any normal professor, and I was sitting in any normal class. As much as I tried, I wasn't fooling anyone. I had to actually talk to him today, and could feel my face turning red as soon as I entered the room.
Chapter 1 My Lust
03/10/2023