Psych

[slut_in_white]

CLOSED

Psychology 101 was one of those classes that nearly every student in university took at some point or another, even if it was only to fulfill certain breadth requirements. It was an interesting course, but it was introductory, and general enough that it could get a little dry, at times. A lot of students only found certain parts of the course interesting, and slept through the rest.

Cate Wilson was a 3rd year student majoring in chemistry. She was a pretty enough girl - soft, dark hair against creamy pale skin. She had wide, bright blue eyes and an easy blush. She was a small girl, short and fine-boned, though she'd been blessed with breasts larger than one might expect on a girl of her size - she wasn't huge, but she had a build where one might expect nothing more than A-cups, and she had perky, round, generous Bs instead. It got her more attention than she wanted from men; she was a painfully shy girl, who liked to hide her figure either under her lab coat or beneath somewhat-baggier-than-necessary clothing. She was too quiet, too polite, too gentle to tell off those who made inappropriate advances towards her, so she simply did what she could to prevent those sorts of people from making advances. She still got looks - it was hard to hide everything about her, and her face still had that supremely feminine appearance that made her look like a living porcelain doll - but she didn't often have to deal with a "misplaced" hand in a crowd anymore. Most of the time.

She was one of the few students in Professor Stanford's class who actually liked the lectures. By the time the middle of the semester came around, she was one of only 50 or so students (out of a class size of at least 350) who actually showed up to each class, and she was certain she was only one of 3 or 4 who showed up regularly - the rest were people who had skipped the last 5 or 6 and were only here to catch up and make sure they hadn't missed anything important.

If she was being completely honest with herself, Prof Stanford was a large part of the reason why she showed up regularly. He was easily the youngest professor she had. He looked like he might have been in his mid-to-late twenties at the oldest. He was tall, fit, and exactly her type, appearance-wise. He smiled easily, had a real passion for both psychology and for teaching, and he had a voice like melted butter - warm and rich. She could happily listen to him talk for hours about the mating habits of fruit flies and she wouldn't get bored.

Cate was studiously taking notes on her laptop, sitting near the front of the mostly-empty classroom, trying not to get distracted with daydreams of hearing that voice saying other, completely inappropriate things to her. She caught herself thinking about him whispering in her ear, and she blushed brightly, feeling that slightly insane embarrassment that came of wondering if he could somehow know what she was thinking. She caught his gaze and he smiled at her while he spoke about behaviourism, and her blush only deepened. She had it so bad for him, and she'd barely even spoken to him outside of a class context...

 

[The_Journeyman]

They had reached the point of the semester that AJ knew all too well. The once crammed lecture hall was only sparsely populated with faces he was beginning to remember. One in particular stood out. Her name was Cate Wilson, a tiny specimen of a girl. She was naturally beautiful, with curves in all the right places. Although, baffling to AJ, she did her best to hide it. But one thing she could not hide was her face, particularly her eyes. They were as deep a blue as the dark depths of the ocean. Being her professor however, he couldn't let his admiration for her go any further.

Back in class, he caught her eye and gave her a smile. She was painfully shy, so he thought he'd try and be nice to her, especially that she was one of his most attentive students. He couldn't remember her missing a class. He saw her blush. 'Poor girl', he thought.

He turned his attention back to behaviourism, but shortly after the bell went.

"Don't forget to hand in your essay assignment next week. It's worth 30% of your final grade."

 

[slut_in_white]

Cate was the sort of organized student who had good marks in every class because, even if the class wasn't her strongest suit, she had the discipline to get started on things early and go to office hours if she needed to. Thus, she was the sort of student who had already gotten a good start on the essay Prof Stanford mentioned at the end of class, while she was sure most of the other students hadn't even thought about it yet.

She didn't have any need to go to his office hours for help with her essay, but that was exactly what her best friend, Lindsay, wanted her to do.

Cate and Lindsay couldn't have been more different people if they tried. Cate was quiet, studious and polite, whereas Lindsay was a loud party girl who never took shit from anyone. It was that latter point that had drawn them so close to begin with - Lindsay behaved a bit like a mother hen around Cate, coming to her defense when Cate herself wouldn't. It was something Care appreciated immensely, even if she cringed a little at her friend's particular choices of words when she did so.

"Oh please, every time his name or that class comes up, you get this stupid dreamy look on your face. I know you want him. What's the worst that could happen?"

Cate and Lindsay were sitting in Cate's apartment. Cate was staring at her friend from the couch, looking utterly scandalized. "He could say no! He will say no. Students and teachers aren't supposed to... do that."

Lindsay burst out laughing. "Do that? You can't even say the word sex. Come on, Cate, you're twenty years old. You can't stay a virgin forever, and I'm sure he'd be better in bed than some drunk frat boy. Just... dress up a little, go see him for office hours, and see what happens."

Cate blushed, shaking her head vehemently. "No, that's crazy. Besides, I have no reason to go see him for office hours."

Lindsay rolled her eyes. "You could go ask him for an extension. Tell him your ditzy friend deleted your essay so you'd go see him," she teased. "Or just pretend like you didn't really understand a concept from class. Whatever! It doesn't matter! It's not like he'll be able to pay attention to what he's saying anyway, not with you dressed the way you will be."

"What are you talking about, dressed like what?"

Instead of answering, Lindsay pulled Cate up off he couch and dragged her into her room to search her closet for something sexy to wear.

And that was how Cate Wilson ended up walking back to campus that afternoon, incredibly self-conscious about her appearance, on her way to see Professor Stanford for his office hours.

At least it had gotten chilly enough outside that she could wear a coat. Underneath, Cate was wearing a short skirt and a white v-neck t-shirt paired with the only nice bra she owned - the only one that actually gave her a little cleavage, which was shown off to great effect by the shirt. She was also wearing a pair of knee-high socks, at Lindsay's insistence that all men had school girl fantasies of some kind, and that the situation was practically begging for her to take advantage of that.

Cate had managed to convince Lindsay to go easy on everything else - was wasn't wearing much more make-up than normal, just a little colour around her eyes and on her lips, and her hair was falling naturally around her shoulders instead of the ridiculous up-do Lindsay had wanted to give her. She'd wanted to be able to fall back on the excuse that she really had only gone to see him to ask about class, and she couldn't do that if Lindsay had succeeded in dressing her like a tart. Instead, she ended up looking a little like she had in high school - she used to dress quite temptingly back then, to make up for the fact that she hadn't really blossomed yet, so she looked a bit like a 10-year-old. Once she'd actually bloomed and started getting the attention she'd been seeking all through high school, she found she hadn't liked it as much as she thought she would, and she had gone quickly from those clothes to her current baggy outfits. Though, she was starting to think now that she might actually like that kind of attention from Professor Stanford...

She found herself outside of his office. The door was closed, and she stood simply staring at it for several minutes before she managed to work up the nerve to knock. She was in the middle of taking off her coat - revealing her slightly-more-revealing-than-usual look (which wasn't saying much; she wasn't revealing any more than many girls on campus did regularly) when he opened the door and she froze for a moment, wondering why she had decided to go along with this terrible, awful idea.

"Um. Hi. I'm, um, Cate. From your psychology class? I was hoping I could ask you some questions about some stuff that came up during lecture today..."

 

[The_Journeyman]

AJ had no more classes for the day, but he did have office hours for the afternoon. Picking up a sandwich at the nearby cafe, he made the short walk back to the Psychology department. His office was at the far end of a corridor on the top floor. The office next to his had been empty since last semester. Professor Watkins had to take some sick leave. The 62-year old legend as he was in the department, had faded in the two years that AJ had been at the university. It was sad to see, as he had been very helpful to AJ when he began.

Only a handful of students dropped, allowing him to grade the papers from his freshman class. He was very easy to spot the students that would make it to senior year, and those that would serving at McDonalds this time next year. He finished his sandwich, finishing it off with a coffee from his own personal machine he had in his office. It was a life saver some days.

Half an hour before he was due to finish, another knock came at the door. He got up from his chair and opened the door. The sight that greeted him gave him a semi hard-on almost immediately. It was Cate Wilson, although he wouldn't have recognised her if it wasn't for her eyes. She was dressed far more provocatively than usual. The cleavage he knew she had, but had never seen was on show. Her short skirt coupled with the knee high socks gave her a very typical schoolgirl look, something most men loved. AJ was no exception.

Very quickly, he caught himself staring and snapped out of it.

"Miss Wilson, please come in. Have a seat. What would you like to discuss?"

 

[slut_in_white]

Cate was very tempted to turn and run the other way. She hadn't managed to get the nerve to look up at him from where her gaze was glued to the floor, so she hadn't seen that quick flash of lust in his gaze when he caught sight of her.

She followed him into the office and took a seat across from him, crossing her legs self-consciously. She felt insane, she felt out of her depth, she felt...

"What would you like to discuss?"

His voice calmed her. He sounded so kind and genuine. It was hard to think that he had the capacity to be cruel to her, even if he had figured out her ulterior motives for being here. She couldn't imagine how he hadn't. It seemed so painfully obvious to her. One's own heartbeat does, after all, always sound louder to one's own ears.

She licked her lips, a nervous tick, and finally lifted her gaze to his. He was watching her intently. She leaned over to pull her book out of her bag - inadvertently granting him a significant look down her shirt - and opened it to the section on Behaviourism. "I didn't quite get the concept of positive reinforcement during class. I don't really understand how it's different from negative reinforcement." That wasn't true, but it seemed like a reasonable thing to misunderstand, so she thought she'd start there.

Just as he started to explain, she heard Lindsay's voice echoing in her mind, telling her that she needed to do more than just show up if she wanted this to work. And so, she moved her chair around so she was sitting next to him at his desk, and placed the textbook down on the surface in front of them, a good excuse to sit closer to him. Then she sat, and shuffled toward him until their thighs were just touching.

She blushes again. She had no idea what she was doing. Was this too forward? Or not enough? Was she making him uncomfortable? Why did he keep looking at her out of the corner of his eye? She really was terribly out of her depth, but it was way too late to turn back now.

 

[The_Journeyman]

AJ watched as she sat, smiling at her to put her at ease. She seemed very nervous, but he had no idea why. She seemed to be dressed to be heading to a party. She was probably going to one right after this, although she did not strike him as the partying type.

He listened to her query, his eyes almost bulging from his head as she inadvertently granted him a full view down her shirt. For such a petite girl, she was incredible well endowed in the chest. All sort of deviant thoughts started racing through his mind. He quickly scolded himself. That was until she brought her chair to his side of the desk. She sat very close, the book between them on the table. He tensed slightly as their thighs touched. Her appearance and their closeness was doing nothing to help the now raging hard on in his pants. If she looked into his crotch, she would be able to see it quite clearly. It was the wrong day to wear jeans.

He cleared his throat and forced himself to focus on her question.

"The human psyche is almost hard-wired to think negatively. The average human will have 3 negative thoughts for every positive thought. However, with training and will power, the brain can be thought to see the positive in almost any situation."

As he spoke, he kept stealing glances at the exposed creamy skin of her thighs. The skirt was quite short, which had him thinking what was under there. The moral, ethical man in him was the only thing from stopping him from touching her. Of course, if he did, he would scare her and probably report him for sexual harrassment. He would kill his career before it had even started.

 

[slut_in_white]

Cate nodded, listening carefully to what he was saying. She knew all of that already, of course - she'd understood it well enough during the lecture. She asked a few more questions, all of which were simple concepts that she'd already fully understood, but that gave her an excuse to continue sitting next to him.

While they spoke, under the table, Cate let her foot hook slowly around his and started moving it slightly back and forth, so that her calf started rubbing gently against his shin.

This is crazy. He's going to freak out and tell you to stop!

So? If he does, you're not worse off than you were before.

How will I be able to show my face in class if he rejects me?

You'll be embarrassed to go to class now as it is. At least this way you have a chance at getting something out of it.

Cate was fighting with herself over this. It was difficult for her to gather the courage to continue, but thankfully, she didn't have to. At one point, Professor Stanford pointed something out on the far edge of the textbook, so she had to lean toward him to see it properly. With her leg hooked around his, she was already seated on the edge of her seat, and with the shift in weight, the wheels on the bottom of the chair abruptly started moving. The chair flipped over sideways, and all but dumped Cate into his lap. He caught her easily, clearly concerned for her safety, but the end result saw her seated sideways in his lap with her arms around his neck and his around her waist.

Cate froze, uncertain in what to do next. Then she blushed a brilliant red. "I'm-I'm sorry. I didn't mean..." She realized rather suddenly that she could feel an erection under her, pushing up against her ass. Her lips parted with surprise and she realized quite suddenly that maybe he had noticed her after all.

 

[The_Journeyman]

As they went through her questions, he felt her leg wrap around hers. he thought little of it. Maybe she was just trying to see the book better. But it started to move, rubbing his. Was she even aware she was doing this? She seemed fairly engrossed in the book.

AJ moved instinctively to catch her as she fell, and somehow she end up sitting in his lap. Only one thought was going through his mind. She can feel my erection! Their positioning was anything but platonic. If anyone entered his office at that very moment, the worst would be feared and he would be fired.

But as he looked up at her, he saw a look in her eye. Was she into him?! He could feel his resolve melt away the longer she remained in his lap. Every fibre of his brain was screaming at him to get out of this situation. But his cock was slowly taking over.

He leaned in and kissed her.

 

[slut_in_white]

Cate actually squeaked in surprise when he kissed her. As much as the possibility of his interest had suddenly seemed more reasonable, she still hadn't expected to act on it. He heard the noise, and it seemed like he was pulling away in response. Maybe he thought he'd misread her. Regardless, Cate didn't want it to end. He tasted wonderful, like coffee and caramel. Some tiny part of her mind that wasn't completely wrapped up in the feeling of his lips on hers decided that she needed to get a coffee maker like his.

Her arms were already around his neck, so when he started to draw back, she simply pulled herself closer and continued the kiss. The way his lips massaged hers, the way his tongue swept across her lip, seeking access to her mouth... He was clearly more experienced than she, but god, she wanted to learn from him. She echoed his motions, anxious to make sure he enjoyed what she was doing as much as she enjoyed him.

 

[The_Journeyman]

AJ enjoyed the kiss immensely for a few minutes. Her lips were incredibly soft. She felt so small in his lap, like he could do anything to her, if that was what she wanted.

But that last thought brought out of his lust filled head and back to reality. He pulled back with a sad look on his face.

"We can't be doing this, it's against the rules. I could get fired, and you could be expelled. I won't have that on my conscience. You are a gifted student, Cate."

He slowly lifted her off his lap, his erection no less painful. He wanted to continue, but he knew it was crazy.

"If you don't have any more questions, I really need to be heading home".

 

[slut_in_white]

Cate simply stared at him for several moments, baffled by what was happening. He had seemed so much like he was enjoying himself... And he did seem like the kind of person who would truly concern himself with her well-being enough to deny himself that kind of desire if he thought it was best for her, which ironically only served to make her want him more.

Honestly, she was surprised that she wasn't overwhelmed by the feeling of rejection. She had expected to be. Instead, though, she couldn't look away from his gaze, still dark with lust. His erection was straining visibly against his pants, now. He wanted her. She could see it, and she could hear it in his voice. He really was only stopping her because he thought it could cause trouble for her. But, equally surprising was the fact that she didn't care. She didn't care about the potential consequences. For the first time, she felt wanted in a way that she really, really liked.

"Why is it against the rules?" Her voice was soft and frustrated, and she surprised herself by asking the question aloud. He seemed confused, though, so she continued. "We're both adults. Who are they to tell us we can't?"

 

[The_Journeyman]

She was not making this any easier, god bless her. He picked up his bag, and packed away his things.

"It's just unethical. Professors cannot be seen to be giving certain students an advantage, and this type of situation would lead people to question any grade I give you."

He closed the bag, and swung on his shoulders.

"Cate, you are one my favourite students. I'd hate to lose you over something like this. I really need to go."

With that, he left the office and made for his car. He raced home, breaking several speed limits along the way. Once home, he made straight for his bedroom. He stripped off his pants and began masturbating furiously. The image of Cate in his lap was burned into his mind, the feel of her lips still fresh. In minutes, he came with such ferocity that his semen flew half way across the room. He slumped on the bed. His heart was ready to burst out of his chest.

What on earth had he just done?

 

[slut_in_white]

Cate walked home slowly, not bothering to put her coat back on. Her skin still felt hot with his touch and the extra layer would have simply been uncomfortable. She was distracted enough with her own thoughts to ignore the catcalls and comments she got on the way home anyway.

She was torn. On the one hand, he had just rejected her... but on the other, it wasn't out of a lack of desire for her, that much had been clear. Maybe it was silly, but that quick comment he'd made about her being one of his favourite students made her chest feel like it was glowing. Instead of the depression and rejection she'd expected to eat away at her, instead she simply felt a directionless resentment towards whoever "they" were who decided that this sort of relationship was inappropriate.

When she got home, there were already 4 messages waiting for her on her computer from Lindsay, demanding to know what happened. Only, Cate wasn't feeling very much like she wanted to share. While her excursion really couldn't have been called a success, she couldn't help but feel happier than she had in a while. Professor Stanford - AJ - wanted her. And he was even sweeter and kinder than she had expected. She had expected to hate the idea of going to class again tomorrow. She did feel a little embarrassed, but more than that, she wanted to see him again even more.

 

[The_Journeyman]

The following morning, AJ was really dreading Psychology. Normally, he loved teaching that class. But Cate would be there, and a reminder of the beauty he could not have. It tore at him inside that he could not be with her.

He drove more slowly to the university than he normally would. His mind was full of thoughts of Cate. He had masturbated once more before bed. Her natural beauty coupled with her sharp mind made her almost irresistible to him. He was at the point where he needed to find a way to be with her.

Psychology was first class. He sat behind the desk and waited for the students to arrive. Cate arrived on time, as always. Being a professional, he gave her a warm smile. He hoped his eyes did not give away what he was truly thinking. Her attire was similar to yesterday evening. It was that moment he decided he would figure out a way for them to be together.

 

[slut_in_white]

The next morning, Cate found herself digging through her closet again, anxious to find another outfit that accentuated instead of hid her natural beauty. Quite suddenly, she found she didn't care about the comments or catcalls that she'd inevitably have to deal with again. She just wanted AJ to look at her again the way he had yesterday.

In the end, she picked out a pair of jeans that clung temptingly to her legs, and a similarly form-fitting shirt. It wasn't quite as revealing as last night's ensemble, but it was a far cry from the type of clothing she'd worn previously.

Cate's heart was beating out of her chest when she stepped into the classroom. Mostly empty, as usual, and half of the people who would show up for class wouldn't show until 5 or 10 minutes after the lecture had started. AJ looked up at the door when she walked in, and smiled at her. Her heart felt like it was about to beat out of her chest, and she nearly tripped, distracted as she was by thoughts of his mouth on hers...

She didn't miss the way his gaze traveled quickly and appreciatively up her body. That quick look alone made it all worth it.

She sat near the front of the classroom, as usual, but she took fewer notes than she usually did as the lecture started. She found herself far, far more distracted by his simple presence than she ever had been previously. Every word he said made her think of the husky tone he'd taken shortly after their kiss. Every look he gave her reminded her of that look of desire in his office.

She hadn't meant to - she had no idea she was even doing it - but she spent the whole class doing innocently tempting things. Maybe it was simply his desire for her that made them seem so, or maybe it was the fact that she couldn't stop thinking about his body that made her act subconsciously more seductively than usual. Her shirt had a low neckline, and she kept touching her neck and collarbone, only to have her hands drift dangerously close to her chest. She kept licking and biting her full lower lip, distracted by the way they'd tingle with the memory of his kiss. And she kept sliding her hands up and down her thighs, unable to stop thinking of what it felt like to be in his lap.

 

[The_Journeyman]

As the class progressed, AJ couldn't help but keep stealing glances at Cate. He hoped he wasn't too obvious, both to her and the rest of the students. She certainly wasn't helping matters. She seemed to be teasing him, constantly running her hands over her thighs, exposing more cleavage to him. He forced his mind to concentrate on the material he was trying to teach. An erection would be very embarrassing at that moment.

He somehow managed to make it to the end of the class. He retired to his office with one last look at Cate, giving her another warm smile. He had a plan, all she had to do was agree to it. He opened up his email and sent one to Cate.

Dear Miss Wilson,

Please come to the below address at 8pm tonight. We need to discuss yesterday.

Apartment 8B
Pine Grove
Willow Street

Kind regards,
Professor Stanford

Inviting him to his home was risky, but he lived in a quiet area, well away from the university. There was little chance she would be recognised. But that was the easy part. Convincing her to keep this quiet would be another matter.

 

[slut_in_white]

Cate found herself feeling shockingly hot and bothered by the end of class. AJ kept looking at her, and she couldn't stop imagining that he was thinking about yesterday as much as she was.

She had a lab shortly after this, but it was a lot of waiting - she went into class, prepped the experiment, and the waited for the slow chemical process to take place. She had to check them every half-hour, but it left her with a lot of time to daydream, and she found herself imagining what it would have been like if his better nature hadn't taken over. She imagined them stripping naked, she imagined herself riding him in his office chair, she imagined him taking her bent over his desk... By the time the class was over, she was nearly gasping with arousal.

She went straight home after class and jumped into the shower. It was longer than usual because, in her keyed up state, she ended up playing with herself twice before she managed to finish washing herself and shaving. She was never this aroused. She was shocked at herself, honestly, but she'd also never enjoyed her body this much and she couldn't find it in herself to feel guilty about fantasizing about him.

Cate made herself some food after getting out of the shower, so she didn't end up picking up the email until nearly 6pm. Once she did, she felt butterflies exploding in her stomach at the idea of going to his home. She ended up spending the rest of the evening searching through her closet for clothes again. In the end, she ended up in a lovely, flowing blue shirt that matched her eyes, paired with a short skirt similar to yesterday's, this time worn with the waist rolled over a few times to expose as much of her thigh as she could. If he didn't know she was dressing like this for him, she was certain he would figure it out tonight.

She arrived at his door, promptly at 8. The neighbourhood was really nice, quieter than the student neighbourhoods, with much nicer houses in front of which sat much nicer cars. Her heart felt like it was about to explode out of her chest from the nerves she felt. She knocked.

 

[The_Journeyman]

AJ heard the knock. He took a deep breath, and another swig of the beer he had opened minutes earlier. He then opened the door to the most breathtaking view. Cate had come dressed to impress. Her skirt was even shorter than the evening before. Her shirt gave great cleavage, that seemed to defy her tiny figure.

"Hi Cate, come on in", standing to one side. He let her walk in and closed the door behind her.

"Would you like a drink? I've a full bar in my living room. Let's go in there."

He led her to the right, towards the couch.

"Please sit".

As they sat, her skirt rode up very high, exposing a lot of those killer legs. AJ could feel another erection coming on, but he needed to keep it together until he finished it talking to her.

"Cate, what happened yesterday.....I want that to keep happening. Kissing you was more exciting than my relationship as a whole. But we need to be careful. Nobody can know about us, not until you graduate. Otherwise, we'll both be in trouble. Do you understand? I need you to agree to this if this is ever going to work".

 

[slut_in_white]

Honestly, Cate had fully expected to walk in and have AJ explain why yesterday had been a mistake and why it could never happen again. She wouldn't have blamed him. He seemed like the sort of guy who would put his - and her - future before any short-term desires... But instead, he told her how he wanted to keep kissing her. And more. Which rather suggested his desire was much more than just for some little fling or one-night stand. This was far, far more than she could have imagined.

She knew she was staring at him. She tried to speak, but for the first few moments, she couldn't quite make her voice work. He was close, leaning toward her slightly as he waited for her response. Maybe she didn't need to speak. She leaned back towards him, closing the distance quickly, and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. It was a chaste kiss, but his mouth was still so warm and soft that she gave a small sound of pleasure at the feeling. It was enough to loosen her voice, at least. "I can do that," she promised, her voice quiet and breathy with surprise and excitement.

 

[The_Journeyman]

AJ responded by smiling broadly, this time going in for the kiss himself. They passionately locked lips, tongues intertwining. Everything about this girl turned him on. The tension was getting too much. He had to have her. But he had to be careful not to go too fast and scare her off. He didn't know her level of sexual experience. What if she is a virgin? It was every guy's dream.

He let his right hand rest on her exposed thigh. Slowly he inched forward, until he reached the hem of her skirt. He paused, to see if she would react negatively. He sincerely hoped she wouldn't.

It had been some time since AJ had been intimate with a woman. He was confident in his ability, just maybe a little rusty. He had a thought that this would not be a problem with Cate.

 

[slut_in_white]

Cate couldn't believe this was happening. She was kissing AJ Stanford! The man she'd been fantasizing about for the entire semester! He wanted her! Her experience with men was painfully lacking. She wasn't even particularly confident in her kissing ability, never mind anything else. Still, what she lacked in experience she made up for in eagerness. Her arms around his shoulders, she pulled herself against him, crushing her breasts against his chest, and started echoing the motions he made with his lips and tongue, learning quickly.

She felt his hand sliding up her thigh and started in surprise. He seemed to read it as discomfort because he started pulling his hand away, but she caught his wrist with her hand and placed it back down, encouraging him with a soft sound of desire to continue.

 

[The_Journeyman]

AJ smiled into their kiss as he felt her bring his hand back to her thigh. It was clear that his desire for her was only mirrored in her desire for him. He inched his hand higher again, this time not stopping at the hem of her skirt. He was inches from her panty-clad pussy. He could feel the heat radiating from it. He gently squeezed her inner thigh, teasing her a little.

He kissed down her cheek, to her neck, planting kisses as he went. Finally, he pushed his hand that final inch. He could feel lace, wet lace. He smiled to himself, stroking a finger up and down her slit. His erection was now at full mast, but was no longer trying to hide it.

 

[slut_in_white]

Cate was already feeling a little overwhelmed. Her virginity was well and truly intact, in the strictest sense. Before now, the furtherest anyone had gotten with her was feeling up her chest. This was all totally and completely new to her. AJ was moving slowly and gently, never pushing very hard, and she appreciated that immensely.

On the other hand, the feeling of his finger grazing her slit could be called little but teasing and she desperately wanted more. She tilted her head to grant him better access to the smooth, sensitive skin of her neck, her eyes fluttering shut. She moaned softly, a sound full of desire, and she started grinding her hips against his hand, seeking more pressure against her pussy.

 

[The_Journeyman]

AJ could feel Cate grind against his hand. He responded by pushing two fingers into her now soaked panties, almost forcing the material inside her. He needed more access. He got her to sit back in the couch, drawing her knees to her chest. Slipping a hand into each side of her panties, he drew them slowly down her toned legs. Discarding the panties on the floor, he studied the view in front of him. He brought his hands back up to her pussy, her lips fully engorged, She had waxed clean, AJ's favourite. Her wetness was clear as day. Starting at the top of her pussy, he trailed a finger slowly down, until he met her entrance. Slowly, he pushed inside. But very suddenly, he met resistance. No, it couldn't be?!

"Cate, are you a virgin?"

 

[slut_in_white]

Cate couldn't take her eyes of off him while he stripped away her panties and looked at her. She loved the look on his face, like he was seeing a great treasure for the very first time. She let her head fall back as his fingers glided oh-so-gently down her pussy and just started to penetrate her lips. The direct contact of his fingers on her bare peach was incredible...

"Cate, are you a virgin?"

There was surprise - no, shock - in his voice. Cate lifted her head, trying to get her eyes to focus despite the pleasure, and blushed. She hadn't imagined it would be so obvious. Would he still want her once he knew about her lack of experience? She sat up a little, hiding her face behind her hands.

"I... yes. Is that... bad?"