Any dirty professors out there?

I never got the courage to act on it, but I used to fantasy about my college mathematics professor. She had a cute face with an infectious smile, and an amazing body. Bubble Butt curves, but wasn't overly large. Man, what I wouldn't give to go back in time and tell my old self to be brave.

Mmm perhaps it's still possible to visit? ;)
 
Retired professor here...my college was too small to actually act on any of my dirty thoughts.
 
They were there...but you didn't fit their criterion, sadly.
'Twas ever thus.

I had a friend who was a TA and got more tail than anyone I ever knew, but me? Alas, I couldn't even get a girl to smile at me. I'd have passed out A's left and right for blowjobs, but none were ever offered.

As Vonnegut says, "And so it goes..."

O_O And where were YOU when I had math! I don't know what you were an assistant to, but I really wanted an A from my TA in math. I got a B+, whatever, but he was so cute I definitely would have sunk down onto his lap. ^_^
 
I'm a graduate student, and I've been teaching upper-level arts seminars for the past couple of years. I'm in my late-twenties and my students are in their early-twenties. Without coming across as arrogant, I am aware that I'm "bucket-list" material for some students: the reasonably attractive (almost-)professor; the intense and dominant intellectual; the charming, greying-at-the-temples, (slightly) older man.

Before grad school, I thought the professor-student encounter was pure fantasy, the thing of myth, the stuff of porn rather than real life. I quickly learned that it is, indeed, something that really does happen on campus. Female students can be incredibly forward with their male instructors. A handful of my students have asked me out on dates. Three of them have made clear their desires for "private instruction."

As a single male with a higher-than-average sex drive, these past two years have been hell -- I've never had bluer balls in my life. My future is riding on this whole academia thing, so I have to be extremely careful to avoid any career-jeopardizing situations (no matter how tempting). This has entailed a lot of pretending: pretending never to have received an e-mail in which she offers to "do anything for (me)" in exchange for just the slightest bump to her final grade; pretending not to notice that she dresses up for my seminar, that she's the only student in her class who chooses to sit in the front row, that her eyes are always on me, that she's constantly twirling her hair or tracing her neckline or biting her bottom-lip; pretending to be running late to an appointment as a means of escaping her attempt at seducing me during Office Hours (an effort which began collegiately, took a turn towards the suspiciously-flirtatious, and ended when she looked me straight in the eye and ran a bare foot up my pant-leg until I panicked, made an excuse, and fled the scene).

I ride my bike to-and-from campus. I cycle home extra-quickly on days when I teach.
 
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I'm a graduate student, and I've been teaching upper-level arts seminars for the past couple of years. I'm in my late-twenties and my students are in their early-twenties. Without coming across as arrogant, I am aware that I'm "bucket-list" material for some students: the reasonably attractive (almost-)professor; the intense and dominant intellectual; the charming, greying-at-the-temples, (slightly) older man.

Before grad school, I thought the professor-student encounter was pure fantasy, the thing of myth, the stuff of porn rather than real life. I quickly learned that it is, indeed, something that really does happen on campus. Female students can be incredibly forward with their male instructors. A handful of my students have asked me out on dates. Three of them have made clear their desires for "private instruction."

As a single male with a higher-than-average sex drive, these past two years have been hell -- I've never had bluer balls in my life. My future is riding on this whole academia thing, so I have to be extremely careful to avoid any career-jeopardizing situations (no matter how tempting). This has entailed a lot of pretending: pretending never to have received an e-mail in which she offers to "do anything for (me)" in exchange for just the slightest bump to her final grade; pretending not to notice that she dresses up for my seminar, that she's the only student in her class who chooses to sit in the front row, that her eyes are always on me, that she's constantly twirling her hair or tracing her neckline or biting her bottom-lip; pretending to be running late to an appointment as a means of escaping her attempt at seducing me during Office Hours (an effort which began collegiately, took a turn towards the suspiciously-flirtatious, and ended when she looked me straight in the eye and ran a bare foot up my pant-leg until I panicked, made an excuse, and fled the scene).

I ride my bike to-and-from campus. I cycle home extra-quickly on days when I teach.

Wow that's incredibly naughty and hot. I would love to hear more! I'd love to be your student.. You can take out any fantasies on me ;) give you some much deserved relief
 
I think a lot of students have that fantasy. But acting on it is a whole other ball game.
 
I'm an instructor in Government and Law. My office door is always open to young female students who need special attention and are willing to devote themselves to my lessons. I can be a strict master for those who need it, but always wanting my students to get the most out of their lessons. If you'd like to join in deeper explorations with my expertise, I'm always willing to take on new students.
 
I'm an instructor in Government and Law. My office door is always open to young female students who need special attention and are willing to devote themselves to my lessons. I can be a strict master for those who need it, but always wanting my students to get the most out of their lessons. If you'd like to join in deeper explorations with my expertise, I'm always willing to take on new students.
Okay, I'm game. I was always a really good student... except I'm not young anymore, so I guess I'm out, eh?
;)
 
you just missed my office hours ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
drop a note in my mail box or an email ......

or did you contact me ...and My TA intercepted your request :d:caning:evil:
 
I used to teach mathematics and physics in college but now I work in the industry. Every semester there would always be several girls that I'd be extremely attracted to but I would avoid making eye contact. I was worried that they would be able to read the dirty thoughts in my mind if I did.
 
I used to teach mathematics and physics in college but now I work in the industry. Every semester there would always be several girls that I'd be extremely attracted to but I would avoid making eye contact. I was worried that they would be able to read the dirty thoughts in my mind if I did.

Mmm you never know.. They might have felt the same! ;)
 
LK-
I was a Military Science Instructor (ROTC) at a small Baptist University for 4 years and while there were only a few females in my classes, there were a great deal of them who wanted to say thank you for my service. I made sure I let them know that they were who I was fighting for. I guess it is true that there is something about a man in, or out, of uniform.
 
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