A New Professor

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Her body was light as a feather and virtually heaving with shuddering orgasms. He hoped he hadn't taken her too far. As he pulled her higher and looked into her face he could see her eyes weren't even focused. Her nipples were as hard and large as he'd ever seen on a woman. She was slippery with a light sheen of perspiration; what a sensual feeling, almost as if she'd been oiled for his pleasure.

He thought it was time to move on ... so many plans. He roughly lifted her up, only to push her down. She was now face up, extended over the arm of the sofa with her head laying out and vulnerable. Her long blond hair flowed almost to the floor and her body continued to be racked with her excitement. He smiled down seeing this beautiful piece of womanhood reduced to his fucktoy. Oh, and he loved playing with his toys.

He decided that she deserved a prize for her cooperation. He lightly slapped her cheek with his hand ... he wanted her wide awake. He saw only the slight glimmer of recognition as she seemed to be coming back into this world. He stroked his shaft, just recently in her tight ass while he used his hand to bring her back to him. He felt his balls tighten ... he was going to give her a facial to remember ....

 

[caela]

Stretched on the couch her eyes focused solely on one thing...the cock he was stroking above her. She was nearly jealous of his hand as he stroked his cock, just out of reach for any part of her body, and a whimpering of need flooded her throat and filled the room even as his other hand smacked her cheek lightly.

Awareness was dawning on her face again, some flickering of humanity sliding back into her eyes as she realized what he was likely about to do. Shifting on the couch she slid up slightly so that her back was arched, offering up her breasts as well as baring her face and throat to him, her hair out of the way and just barely brushing the floor, her body offered like a canvas for him to paint his cum across.

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

He could see the awareness dawn when her eyes were focused on his pecker just inches from her face. He wondered if she was licking her lips ... no matter, he was enjoying the tantalizing tease of stroking himself when she couldn't even reach up. Her position made it too difficult for her to even raise her head for any length of time to get to him.

He gazed over her body and felt his balls shift with the extra sensuousness of it. She was his for the using. He wasn't sure why he felt compelled to cum, he knew he wasn't done for the night, but he felt she deserved the nice big load she'd been working on.

He closed his eyes for just a moment as he got closer and sped up his strokes. His hand was a blur and he felt his shaft throbbing. He opened just in time to see his first spurt arch over her prone figure, shooting as far as her shaved snatch. It left a trail of milky white cream from her tits to her mound. He aimed lower and shot the next spurt over her upturned face. He shifted slightly so the next couple could dump a nice load on her tits, watching his cum drip off her nipples.

 

[caela]

Watching the first jet of cum arch over her body, her entire form shuddered with fresh waves of need, need more intense than anything she'd ever felt before. She saw him shift though and whimpered as her eyes snapped shut just before a hot jet of cum splashed across her face, covering her in the sticky evidence of his own pleasure.

She felt more hit her and she shifted slightly on the couch, writhing under it, taking it onto her flesh like a garden seeking sunlight or rain and sighing her pleasure with each fresh stream that landed. Her only regret was that she couldn't see his cock jerking and pumping his seed out onto her body.

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

She seemed to enjoy accepting his cream, but then she was accepting of so much. He suspected that he had just unlocked a component of her being that she didn't even know existed. He aimed the final jets at her gaping mouth ... loving the look of his white jism on her pink tongue. As the strength of his jets diminished, he shook the last drops out on her glistening face. He wished he had a camera, but knew he'd have the image in his mind for a long time.

He used the key and released her hands after rolling her on her side. "Don't get any of that on the furniture, slut. If you do, you'll be licking it up." He hauled her up and swatted her ass as she unsteadily got her feet under her. "Go clean up and bring something back to clean me up to. Your service to me is only beginning."

 

[caela]

With her hands freed she reached up to wipe the cum from over her eyes, allowing her to see once more as he hauled her to her feet from the couch. Her body was covered in sticky drops of his cum and inside she was trembling with and overwhelming rush of unfamiliar emotions. A large part of her simply wanted to sink to her knees and curl up at his feet and she, truly, didn't know what to do with that urge. She'd enjoyed rough sex before but never anything that made her just want to curl up like someone's pet.

"Go clean up and bring something back to clean me up to. Your service to me is only beginning."

"Yes Sir," she murmured quietly, clearly confused by what was going on in her own head as she stepped away from him to find the bathroom. She had to look a bit, he hadn't given her a tour, but she found it easily enough. Kicking off her shoes she stepped into the shower and turned it on, using his soap and shampoo to clean all the cum from her skin and hair. Knowing he was waiting though, it was the fastest shower of her life.

She was only gone for about 5 minutes before she returned to the living room, still naked, carrying a washcloth and a bowl of warm water that she'd retrieved from the kitchen. Entering the room she crossed to him and sank to her knees at his feet without really thinking about it...it just seemed right. On the floor at his feet she wet the cloth and began to, gently, clean the perspiration and cum from his own body.

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

He enjoyed watching her come out totally naked and drop down in a position of servitude. He could tell that her entire demeanor had changed in the hours he'd known her. And his propensity for dominant, rough sex had surprised even him. The wash cloth felt nice and he appreciated the fact that they would both be clean as they started again. She was quite and he sensed even a deeper quiet to her than he would have anticipated her capable of.

"So tell me, my little slut. What are you thinking about your new role?"

 

[caela]

Pausing at his question she looked up to meet his gaze, her own managing to be both content and confused at the same time. She'd come here to have fun, a night of rough and tumble with a man she found intensely attractive, and here she was on he knees washing him like a servant...and content to do so. She didn't understand it.

"I don't know," she answered honestly as she set back to washing him with the cloth. When she was done she folded the washcloth and set it, and the bowl, to the side so that they wouldn't be knocked over. "I'm not sure what I am thinking, or feeling right now, it's all very mixed up in my head."

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

He inhaled deeply, always loving the clean fragrance of a recently showered woman. The fact that she had just run her hands over him certainly added to his pleasure. "Well, there's no need to get too deep about this all. The good news, and I suspect part of your answer you're not even aware of yet, lies in the fact that you're positioned in a nice position to continue to serve my whims." He had been leaning against the side of the couch for her to have access to him. He settled into the corner of the couch with his hands behind his head, still without a stitch of clothes on.

"But for now, I think I'd enjoy a bit of a show. Go over to the bag of goodies I bought today and you'll find some toys. Pick one ... or two ... you like and sit over there on the chair opposite me. Let's see what kind of show you can put on for me. Who knows ... it might even clear your mind." He had a wicked smile on his face as he finished.

 

[caela]

"Yes Sir, " she murmured once more, rising from her place at his feet and moving to the bag he'd pointed out. Looking inside she was amazed! Clearly the man had been busy after she'd left his office earlier! There wasn't much in a toy shop that didn't have a representative in that bag.

The first thing she chose was something that looked like a small pinwheel with sharp spines on it that she knew would be delicious when rolling across her skin. The second was a vibrator, nearly as large as he was but in a shade of dark purple that made her skin look even paler against it. There would be no missing what it was, or how it split her body open when she used it.

With a small smile curving her lips she sauntered to the chair across from him and sank slowly into it, her thighs parting wide, bottom slid to the edge to that her back was stretched and her head rested against the back of the chair. Her body was utterly on display before him, not a part of her hid from view. She even flipped her hair over the back of the seat to keep it out of the way.

Never taking her eyes off of him she nestled the vibrator against her thigh, balancing it there until she was ready for it and started to drag the pinwheel across her skin. She experimented with the pressure, the feel of those spines digging into her flesh, and the speed, leaving growing trails of red dotting her skin. Small shivers and gasps filled her throat and only when she was so turned on that she knew her folds would be glistening did she reach down and drive the vibrator deep into her drenched pussy!

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

She probably wasn't even aware of her reaction when she peeked into the bag; she looked like a little kid in a candy store. Her face lit up from her eyes to the corners of her mouth. He appreciated the fact that she took her time thinking about what to pull out and rummaging through to make sure she didn't miss anything significant.

He expected her to pull out a dildo based on his directive and the fact that she also pulled out the wheel intrigued him. She unselfconsciously sat down and relaxed in the overstuffed chair he'd indicated. He got comfortable on the couch himself. Of course, that meant adjusting his balls which were hanging low again already and his dick so it was comfortable on his thigh. He didn't want to impede any "spontaneous" action which her show might cause.

He watched the goose bumps rise on her skin as she worked the wheel. He enjoyed the beginnings of the show, which again, on a subconscious level, he realized was just drawing her closer to his will. She didn't take long, he guessed all their fucking replaced the need for foreplay, until she slide the medium sized vibrator up her obviously ready pussy. Ahh, this was going to be enjoyable!

 

[caela]

Watching him, watching her, a small smile curved her lips. She'd never gotten so turned on having someone watch her getting herself off before! But his eyes on her body were like a caress she could feel on her skin and it made her shudder with fresh waves of need.

Shifting slightly on the chair, she rolled her hips forward so that her body itself would hold the vibrator upright while she began to move on it. Sometimes she lifted up on it's length, the dark purple a stark contrast against her skin, and sometimes she simply ground down, pushing it deeper, making it slide against the deepest recesses of her slick tunnel.

As she rode the fake cock, her throat began to fill with sounds of need and pleasure, small mewlings, low moans, louder gasps, all filling the room around them and adding to her arousal. With her hand free of the vibrator it began to move on her own skin, tweaking her nipples, caressing her belly and inner thighs, flicking fingertips against her clit. The other still held the pinwheel which she was using to trace harder now, bright red dots standing out on her skin as she moved it faster, harder, more sharply against her flesh.

"Sir! Please Sir!" she managed to gasp out at last, though she wasn't sure if she was begging him to fuck her, or just begging for permission to cum for him.

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

He could only think ... "This is one fucking hot bitch!!". She had no problem getting right into showing herself off. He'd seen her naked most of the day it seemed ... and certainly all the evening. But it was different that she was now "on display". It seemed to fuel her passion even more. He wondered if he should write a book about how to turn a woman into your slut. But then he realized it wasn't because this was just any woman, it was because this hot little number was primed before he even opened the door ... the door that was quickly becoming a floodgate of passion.

She had that glazed look again, and he watched her unabashedly. He idly stroked his cock as it gained length from enjoying the show. It was a lazy stroking, no hurry or immediacy to it. It was just a pleasurable response to the unbelievably erotic live show he had just a couple of feet in front of him.

She was getting vocal again, he loved hearing her talk dirty and beg. But he wasn't about to answer, he was going to enjoy the show while she continued to fuel her own passion for her personal viewing pleasure!

 

[caela]

When he didn't answer her plea a low groaning filled her throat. She continued to ride the dildo, desperate for the pleasure that was coursing through her body, but eager for more. She kept her fingers off her clit now, knowing if she touched that throbbing, aching bud, she would be screaming her release in mere seconds.

She took his silence to mean he wanted her to continue and so she did.

Oh her flesh, dots of red became streaks as she dragged the spines of the pinwheel over her breasts, crying out when she crossed her own nipples with it, making her back arch and pain mingle so enticingly with pleasure. Down that silver wheel went, crisscrossing her taut stomach, leaving lines of red in it's wake. Ever lower it went until she was writhing, and bucking on the vibrator, as it trailed over the outer lips of her pussy, the sensation almost enough to send her over the edge...almost.

Snapping her lust filled eyes to his she let him see the need, the urgency, flooding her entire being as she whimpered to him, "Please Sir, oh sweet fuck please, I need to cum please Sir!"

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Please Sir, oh sweet fuck please, I need to cum please Sir!

His first thought hearing this was, "She begs so, so nice." He felt his prick swell hearing it and realized that he probably had a sadist thread in him. Oh well, at least he can enjoy it. He smiled as he heard her, and saw how crazy she was getting with the pinwheel. He bought that at the recommendation of the clerk in the store ... a woman. She said that it heightened sensations, but he had been doubtful, thinking it's such a small thing and wouldn't really inflict any pain. But from the looks of how she responded and her skin looking like it was tingling, he guessed he was wrong. He definitely had a lot to learn.

But he also had a soft heart, so he wouldn't make her wait any longer as much as he totally enjoyed the show. "So my little slut wants to cum again ... and to cum at her own hand! What a fucking slut you are, not even needing my pecker to give you pleasure. I guess this is what you do when you go home after a day of teasing like you had this morning. Shit, I should just take your toys away, cuff you again, and watch you hump the side of the sofa like a bitch in heat. But you've been good to me, so I'll be good to you. Cum, my little slut. Cum and give me a real fucking show!"

 

[caela]

Cum and give me a real fucking show!

If she hadn't been so lost in her own pleasure, the rest of what he said might have made her blush, but as close to orgasm as she was, all it did was make her even hotter! Oh he was partly right, after a day of teasing she would go home and get herself off, quite well in fact, but nothing was as good as a cock, and his was the best she'd had!

Letting her head fall back, a low sound, entirely of pleasure, filled the room as she dropped the pinwheel and and leaned back now, one hand pumping the vibrator in and out of her wet pussy and the other moving in a fury over her clit. She fucked herself there, on the chair, for all she was worth, as if she'd never be allowed to cum again.

It didn't take long, mere seconds it seemed, and she was screaming her release once more, her hips gyrating madly, the vibrator shoved so deeply into her cunt that it was vibrating against her cervix and her fingers working her clit so hard it was nearly pain itself.

She shuddered and twitched, her entire body seeming to spasm with pleasure until she suddenly just went limp. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, hands having fallen to her side, so long in the aftershocks of her release that she didn't even realize that the vibrator was still pushed up inside of her, buzzing away as her slick, spasming, inner walls.

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

A real fucking show is exactly what she gave him. He didn't realize till he looked down that he was throbbing again. The visual and aural overload of her bringing herself had him stiff as if he hadn't shot off in weeks (much less that number of times he'd lost count in the last 12 hours). He felt like applauding, it was that good a "show", but she was oblivious to his presence.

And she didn't look like she was done. He inhaled deeply and it seemed that he smelled her excitement to an even greater extent than when he was fucking her earlier and she was going crazy wrapped around his pecker. He felt sure she was not addicted to another aspect of sex ... self-pleasure for someone elses viewing pleasure.

 

[caela]

Gradually she caught her breath enough, and came back enough to reality, to realize the vibrator was still pulsing inside of her body. Sliding her hand down she switched it off and slid it free of her slick folds. Opening her eyes a slow smile curved her lips as she lifted the toy up and began to lick her own juices from it like a cat licking cream.

When it was clean she let the toy slide to the floor and sighed softly, "Was that what you were looking for Sir?"

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

He was glad she was getting in the habit of cleaning up her pussy juice. She licked the vibrator like a cock that had just fucked her ... and that's exactly what he was going to tell her to do if she hadn't herself.

Was that what you were looking for Sir?

He didn't answer her directly, just stopped stroking and looked down pointedly at his prick which now was not only throbbing, but also leaking precum. (He hoped he was hydrading alright since she was certainly doing her best to drain him dry he thought wryly.)

"That's a nice start ... but you have more work to do. Get over here slut and take care of what you created", he said as he dropped his hand to his side.

 

[caela]

She'd been watching him stroke himself and had to admit to a small shiver of longing. The vibrator had been good, but no toy could compare to a real cock, and this speciman was fantastic! Sliding from the chair she crawled across the floor to him, her body sleek and lean, and clearly eager to please him, the look on her face utterly wanton and filled with lust.

"And how does SIr wish to have this problem taken care of?" she asked, her voice sounding sweet while her face promised the dirtiest pleasure he could think of.

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

And how does Sir wish to have this problem taken care of?

He grinned outright in seeing her crawl over to him on her hands and knees. She was really getting into this ... and definitely was a natural submissive. For the umpteenth time he thought to himself that he never had thought of power games before her little teasing episode this morning, but he was glad he'd arrived at it.

"Well, my little slut, I think that your dirty mouth is a good way for you to start. Let's see how you can inspire me orally and I'm sure I'll think of something else before you finish."

 

[caela]

Laughing softly, her gaze showed that she had no doubt he would come up with something indeed. With his legs already spread for her it was easy enough to crawl those last few inches, rising up between them with a smattering of kisses and nips up along his calves and inner thighs. There was also a teasing sweep of her tongue across his balls that promised them more attention as well while her eyes continued to glitter with the hunger raging through her body.

Pushing upright she let her hands get into the game as well. Her nails lightly scratching up along the same path her mouth had trailed, including a gentle pass over his balls with them, just so she could see his reaction. With a smile curving her lips she tipped her head and too the tip of his cock between her lips, a soft purring filling her throat as her hands rested atop his thighs, kneeding gently, and she stopped. She took no more of him into her mouth for the moment, just held that bulbous head between her lips and used her tongue to tease it while that soft purring vibrated across it.

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

She seemed to want to make this a little more gentle blowjob. He wasn't sure if he liked that idea or not. But she was still cumming down off her latest orgasm. He let her play her games with his rod while he sat back and thought more. He'd gotten very turned on by watching her work herself off. Her tentative approach was actually working him up more than earlier.

He thought through the items in the bag that he'd gotten. The cuffs had been fun and the loss of control had worked it's magic on her ... so he might just try a little more of that. But she definitely had gotten off on fucking herself for him. He suspected that was more the mild humiliation factor than anything else.

So many thoughts went through his head, and he knew they were hypersexualized thoughts due to her ministrations on his shaft. He looked down again and enjoyed the look of her lips stretched around his head. She was a natural born cocksucker and he would let her kneel in front of him as often as she wanted. He put his hand on the back of her head. He was done with the soft approach, he was too hard and horny for that. So he gently, firmly, and relentlessly pushed her head down his shaft.