Meeting My Professor To Discuss My Grade

Professor

My Professor wrote on my exam, “See Me during office hours,” instead of giving me a grade.

“I’ll just bring out my exam booklet in a second, Professor,” I said. I took a long pause fumbling through my things, allowing more time for him to stare at my short skirt and my inviting sexy long legs. When I turned around to see him, his face was flushed and sweating. Professor Danny was anxiously grabbing his pen waiting for me to sit down in the chair.
I began turning the pages of my exam booklet. My Professor interrupted. I looked up at his face. “I’m sorry Emma,” he said, “but the truth is, I gave you that note so that I might have a chance to speak to you in private. I wanted you to seek me out here, in my office,” he said, Looking into his eyes I felt my legs becoming weak. My eyes gleamed with questions, “What is the matter with my exam?” As he looked deep into my eyes, I felt my nipples perk up with a different kind of excitement. “
My Professor stared at his hands, acting so nervous. “I’ve always liked you, Emma. But I just didn’t know how this might turn out,” my professor was fumbling for words, “but I would really like –”  I cut off his words. I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him. His speech was cut short by my sexy mouth. I kissed him, lightly and gently, then soon we were both ravaging each other’s mouths. I jumped onto my Professor’s lap, turning his swivel chair so that we had enough space. Running my fingers through his hair and grinding in his lap, I could feel his desire for me growing. I felt his stubbles on his face brushing the side of my cheek.

All of this turned me on with burning flames of passion for my Professor.

His hands were quick, and soon they were inside my bras, cupping each breast. I helped him pull off my blouse so that he could bury his mouth face into my perky breasts. I moaned, feeling the pleasure and ecstasy leaving my body. My Professor was so busy kissing and devouring my breasts. When I couldn’t bear it anymore, I climbed down from his lap and started to fumble his pants. He helped me unbutton and unzip his pants, and soon his gigantic cock with thick veins was inches away from my face.
Your Sexy Coed,
Emma

Anything You Say Mistress

Anything

Anything

“Anything You Say, Mistress, I’m Yours!”

Fun fact here: Each time I hear those words a tingle runs right down my spine. Probably much like the one that is coursing through your penis when you tell me you’ll do Anything I ask of you.

Another fun fact: My panties, they get soaking wet. Do you know why? Because of you. Each time I push a limit you reach for the stars. Do you know what that’s like? To have a sub who does what he’s asked?   It’s a rush, a thrill, so very exciting.  You excite me, turn me on.

So, here we are. You made it. “Anything You Say Mistress” but I can’t help but wonder, do you really mean that. This time I’m going to really push you. I want you to go all the way. Do something that is lasting. What I am going to ask you of will be with you always. No turning back.
Are you up for the challenge?

Knowing you the way I do I’d be willing to be you are up for the challenge and I bet you will do anything I need you to in order to prove to me that you really will do Anything I say. So let’s not lose our momentum. Keep the balls big and blue and how about a tattoo?

You did Say “Anything”…

The Sassy One,
Hannah

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Born A Man, But Say “Yes” To That Wedding Dress

wedding dress

 Remember how you secretly wanted to wear Mommy’s wedding dress when you were young?

You and I are such close, sexy friends that I know that you enjoy cross-dressing. After lunch one day, I suggest that we stop by my friend’s shop. I want to introduce you to her. Shopping together is always fun, but as we approach the door, you realize that it is a bridal shop, with a wedding dress in the window. Tears form in your eyes, and you ask if would be possible for you to try on a dress. I nod, and you tremble with excitement.

I introduce to my friend from high school, and she gives us a tour of her little shop.  Everywhere we look, there are beautiful dresses, and she graciously helps us select dresses for you to try on. With her guidance, we find a wedding dress with gorgeous lace, exquisite crystals and pearls, a sweetheart neckline and a corseted, lace-up back. You hug me and tell me that it is the most beautiful wedding dress you have ever seen.

The ultimate symbol of womanhood is a beautiful bride in a long white wedding dress.

You put on your breast forms and foundation garments. Next, you slip into that dress. Watching you become flushed and excited is very arousing to me. To the astonishment of you and my old friend, I pull my dress over my head. Then I stand up and ask my friend to step away from you. My fingers carefully tug on and lace you up creating the most delicate hourglass figure. You are a beautiful bride, I whisper in your ear. You are standing in front of the big mirror, and my hands tenderly caress over your stomach and chest. As I nibble on your exposed neck, my hands work hard to find your skin under all that yards of fabric. I adore you, and we make love the only way we know how, passionately.

After we both cum, sadly it is time for you to take off the wedding dress. I purchase matching little white bridal nighties for us to wear for each other for a romantic night of sizzling hot sex.

Love and kisses,

Victoria

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Fantastic Foreplay Leads to Mind Blowing Oral Sex

foreplay

foreplay

The whole confession plays in my head during foreplay.

Hearing him tell me the things he has done with other lovers, the details and asking him questions between our passionate kisses. While our hands roam over each other’s bodies, there are no real choices made because this is all foreplay. Heavy in my head as I soak in each description and reactions, small gasps that leap from my parted lips and the sweet moans that vibrate in my throat. More and more my body started to tingle.
As he moves behind me, I knew his mouth was going to press against my ear, and I even knew he would suck in a small breath as well. Whisper such seductive words are making me moan a little more.
“You’re very naughty,” he whispered. His words gave me goosebumps and tingles on my skin.  I curled into a hot ball of arousal. Then I let out a breath as his hand found its way under my blanket, and I grabbed at my chest. Everything is electric, and my eyes fluttered into my skull. My pussy quivered with excitement, and the wet juices flowed into my panties.

“Did you cum?” His voice was a little more forceful.

 I escaped his mouth to respond, “No.” I felt hypnotized by his tone, the closeness, and it felt like my heart was beating between my legs. “Good,” he calmly said with a smirk on his face. As his lips touched the rim of my ear, my body was quivering, and craving more foreplay.  Hearing his explicit confession of his past sexual adventures, all the descriptive details, made me hot and aroused.  I like being bad, doing very bad things and being told I’m bad.
While he was still laying on his side, his hands grabbed my hair and pulled me down to his cock. This ripped me from the aural state I was transfixed in. My mouth and throat took the entire length as my gasps filled the air. Both of his hands pushed and held my head there until I started to gag.
Then he shifted on to his back, and I crawled between his legs as I kept him buried inside me. This is a mind-blowing angle for him. The second my mouth was in the right position his hands let go of my hair, and they started to shake as I pressed my mouth so hard the moans escaped his lips. His body convulsed as he spat out curse words and groaned. I felt his cock swell as my tongue pressed against the underside of the shaft to that sweet spot near the head.

Kisses,

Lil Emma

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The Game We Play

The Game We Play… Keeping Time Are We?

The Game

The Game

Go on, I want you to keep the image burned in your mind. Simple yet elegant the picture I’m painting for you. Soon you’ll see just how erotic a clock can be.

Today we’ll play a game, one of my very favorites to be exact. The game we’re about to play involves me talking you through one of the greatest orgasms of your life. Well, that is if you understand how to follow instructions. And I’ll be willing to be you are a willing and eager boy who wants nothing more than to follow along and cum your brains out. Yes?

The game in question revolves around the clock, your cock and me.

It’s really not much more complicated unless you want it to be. I’ve been told it can be maddening. I’ve even been told I set you up to lose. Really though? Losers NEVER win! Haha

By now I’m sure you’re beginning to visualize a slow seductive tease while the clock ticks behind you. You wonder when will this end but hope it never will. I must admit the experience is quite addicting. Perhaps you’ll play along one day.

The Sassy One,
Hannah
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Hardcore Domination with Mistress Victoria

You are invited to a hardcore domination session in my basement.

domination

domination

I have been reading erotica about BDSM which facilitates a trip to fetish sex shop in the city. I purchase a black leather dominatrix outfit along with numerous sex toys and low-temperature sex candles. After taking a long, luxurious bath, I do my hair and makeup, so I have a stern and severe look. The transformation from your romantic girlfriend to a hardcore mistress is incredible.

Once you reach the bottom step in my basement, you see me. I am your Mistress ready for a kinky, hardcore domination session. Fifty Shades of Victoria! I make you strip in front of me and crawl on your knees. You kneel in front of me. I make you kiss my boots, and then I kiss you on the lips.

I force you to lie on a bench, and I restrain your wrists and ankles. You can’t move. I pull out various vibrators and use them on your cock and balls. Next, I lube up your ass and put a vibrating egg inside of you. I lick and softly bite your nipples. You beg me to fuck you, but I give your balls a painful squeeze. Instead of fucking you, I light one of the candles, and you watch the wax melt. I pour melted wax on your torso. You were not expecting such intensity from me, and I am just getting started.

My panties are so tiny that my juices have made my inner thighs wet.

My pussy is throbbing, dripping wet.  I stroke your cock with my warm hands. You are so hard. I push the egg in a little deeper. It hits that deep, inner erotic spot in your ass. The newly purchased flogger crashes on your cock and balls, then on the tops of your thighs. You beg me to stop, but I don’t stop yet.

I become so wickedly turned on that I need to fuck now. I climb on top of you and fuck you. You pull on your restraints, but you can’t touch me. You are mine. I ride you until we both cum, two fucking intense orgasms. You will always be mine!

Your Loving but Wicked Mistress,

Victoria

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I Wanted To Play

Play

Play

There was a crack in the drapes from me hastily closing them the night before. The morning light was peeking through, lighting up the room in a dim glow. The sheets were crisp and white, and the wet spot from last night had dried up. He rolled over to half play with my breast before drifting back to sleep.  I was up, and I wanted to play.

I pushed the sheets past he waist and revealed his completely naked body, and I slid down the bed and pushed his flaccid cock into my mouth. He immediately let out a sigh and rested a hand on my head. His cock grew in my mouth as I kept my mouth completely around his shaft, slowly sucking him. I was savoring every inch, the taste, the skin and it put me in a dreamy state.

I get wet when I have a man’s cock in my mouth

I love sucking cock. It’s like foreplay for me. Hearing him sigh, moan and curse. Watching him look down at me envelop every inch of his hardness and gagging as it hit the back of my throat. He penetrates the tightness. Feeling his hands wanting me to take his cock all the way to the base and holding my head down until I gag. It all makes me wet. I can’t get enough until he yanks me off or he cums in my mouth.

His cock was swollen in my mouth, but then he grabbed me and pushed me back on the bed. He pinned me down, and he kissed me without hesitation. One hand grabbed my breast, and I sucked his tongue that he pushed deep into my mouth. He was moaning and very awake at this point. His hand started to slide down my body and rubbed the smoothness of my skin. His fingertips parted my pussy lips and slid in, and he groaned when he felt my wetness.

Kisses,

Lil Emma

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Do You Trust Me?

Trust

“Do you trust me?”

Three words cause such an effect on your body. Makes the blood rush through you and your heart pound.  Sort of informs the mind something out of your comfort zone is about to begin.

Today I’m going to bind you.  You will need to trust me.  My plan is to tie you so tight that you are completely helpless and at my mercy. I may even decide to deprive you of your vision by the use of a blindfold or leather hood. All you’ll be able to do is feel and accept the control I hold over you.  So let me ask you again…

“Do you trust me?”

Everything on the table next to me is covered by a  black cloth. This way you have no idea what little treasures await to be used on you. The only thing you know is that I won’t break your hard limits and that I will not harm you in any way.

I turn an hourglass over and point to the sand slowly moving from the top to the bottom. Our session today will take as long as it takes for the sand to have completely transferred to the bottom. I like the image of it, so I have chosen it for a visual to keep time.

Are you ready to give yourself to me?

When you nervously nod your head I guide you to the bondage table and begin to fasten the restraints.  Three across your legs and also your thighs.   Strong leather restraints you won’t be able to get out of.  One across your lower stomach, one around the middle and one across your torso including your wrists and arms.  An additional set is put just across the wrists and the arms to make sure you can’t wiggle at all.  I put a hood over your face, check to make sure you can’t see, but are able to breathe easily.  Finally, I place a strap across your forehead to make certain you can’t even move your head.

You look so enticing to me as look down for just a moment at my handy work.  Nude and vulnerable but for the leather restraints and the hood over your face. I smile to myself and walk to the table, knowing that you can hear the click-clacking of my high heels on the stone floor.

I know that you can hear everything that is going on right now and that with your vision being taken your hearing will be more intense.

I slowly lift the cloth from the objects and I know you can hear the rustling of it. I pick up two items and you hear a “swish” through the air as I test one of them. “Swish, swish, swish” in rapid succession. You know that sound, you’ve heard it many times before and I am waiting for your mind to catch up.

I pivot and begin to walk back to you, where you await the pain that this toy of mine can inflict so beautifully. I see you curling your toes and scrunching your soles in anticipation, your hands curl into fists, all signs that you are bracing yourself for the pain and pleasure you imagine that is to come.

Smiling to myself I look down at the two items in my hand, it’s time to play with you now, the mind fuck already begun……

If you want to know what is about to happen next, then you need to pick up the phone and call Me. Are you brave enough to find out? Do you trust me?

The Sassy One,

Hannah

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Late Night Visit From Sexy Neighbor

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late night

It is late at night, but you are restless.

Your girlfriend is sleeping while you are watching late night tv. Once again, she fell asleep before you had an opportunity to seduce her. Your mind drifts to all the sexy ladies at work, and you slip your hand inside your pants. There is a beautiful actress on the late night talk show with amazing curves. You hand starts to work a little harder and faster along your shaft.

Just then, someone is knocking on your door. At this hour? You look out the peephole, and there is your stunning neighbor from across the hall. Expecting bad news, you open the door. Victoria is wearing only sexy red lingerie and a black satin robe. She asks if your wife is sleeping and you nod. Perhaps you would like some company tonight, but before you can answer, she kisses you. The scent of her perfume is hypnotic, and the ache between your legs is beginning again. The curve of her hips astounds you and makes you weak. You invite her into her living room even though your girlfriend is sleeping in the bedroom.

Victoria takes off her robe and pulls the straps of her lingerie off her shoulders. You grab her big, bountiful breasts and suck on her nipples. Feeling her ass rocking and grinding against your cock and balls is exciting but becoming painful at the same time. Victoria slides between your legs and pulls out your raging hard cock. Her painted red lips pleasure your shaft so deep that you let out a muffled gasp. Then she turns around and wants you to fuck her hard. Should you be doing this while your girlfriend is sleeping?

Yes, you should let Victoria tend to your late night sexual needs.

You deserve the curves, and the company of a beautiful woman late at night. Time for Victoria to take care of your every fantasy, fetish, and desire.

Your naughty neighbor,

Victoria

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Erotic Weekend in Room 12

Erotic

Erotic

An erotic short story for you to enjoy 

The room had one pathetic excuse for a lamp lit. There was a haze that lingered at the ceiling from tobacco smoke and other vices. The blackout curtains had been drawn the whole weekend unless they were thrown open to our bodies thrusting against the frigid bay window overlooking the city lights.

He was sitting at the small wobbly table frantically writing away in a worn notebook. You could always tell when he was in a trance by the cigarette burning away loosely between his lips. He never bothered to wipe away the fallen ashes.

She was lying on her stomach watching him from the bed. The covers littered the floor along with clothes that were strewn from two nights prior. The maid hadn’t seen the inside of the room since the previous occupants vacated. Even one of his slight mannerisms, a frustrated grunt, caused her to crawl to him from her comfortable spot. He had extinguished the cigarette and licked his lips. His oral fixation was already nagging. This very act caused her insides to stir and she made her way to him. He didn’t even notice she was on the ground beside him. It was when she grabbed his left hand and pushed his lean fingers into her mouth that he snapped to reality. She licked the tobacco-stained fingertips. He dropped the pen to the table and it rolled to the floor.

Lust consumed them as if it were their first time

Eyes locked. He pulled her up, pushed her to the bed, spread her legs and devoured her. Her arms flailed about reaching for a savior and found his head full of hair. She pulled him into her. She wanted to melt into him so there would never be this separation of the world between them. His mouth and fingers pushed her into another plane of existence.

She was out of her body in the smoky haze above the bed. When she screamed obscenities into the stale air he knew he found the right spot and rhythm. He wouldn’t stop. She yelled in one syllable words and words he had never heard before. She saw bright lights and her body erupted without her consent.  All she wanted was to ball up but he never allowed it. These orgasms were not for her but for him.

Kisses,

Lil Emma

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