You will always remember the day she strode into your college classroom with confidence, introducing herself as your Calculus instructor. She was one of the most beautiful women you had ever seen. Her hair was like sunshine gold, and her eyes were as blue as the deepest lagoon. She had long, toned legs and curves in all the right places. Her porcelain skin glowed and was smooth like silk. You were instantly mesmerized.
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Calculus was a subject you excelled in, but you pretended to barely grasp it so you could stay behind after class and ask her questions. Her perfume filled your nose as she explained the equations you had “trouble” understanding. Your heart fluttered when she patted your back in approval after you finally comprehended the concepts. These small moments following class flooded your dreams at night, leaving you with soiled sheets in the morning.
It was a warm Saturday afternoon. You were cruising the mall when, behold, you saw the object of your desire walking out of a department store with a few shopping bags. Her face lit up as you greeted her politely. For a couple of minutes, the two of you made small talk.
She then began to say her goodbyes, stating that she was going to grab a bite to eat before heading home. You seized this opportunity, telling her that you were about to eat as well and would love it if she joined you. To your delight, she accepted the invitation.
The two of you decided on a local Indian restaurant. What had planned to be only a 30-minute lunch turned into 2 hours of laughter and pleasant conversation! She was even more beautiful when she smiled. “This is the most fun I had in a long time!”, she exclaimed. You shook your head in disbelief and answered, “I doubt that a beautiful woman like you doesn’t have lots of friends that you have fun with.” It was her turn to shake her head as she replied “I don’t have many friends.
I only made a few since I moved here a couple of years ago with my boyfriend.” At that statement, your heart dropped. She has a boyfriend. Still, you gave a small smile and said, “Your boyfriend is a lucky man.” For the first time that day, her smile faltered. Sadly, she responded “WAS lucky. We broke up a month ago. I caught him cheating on me.” Before you could catch yourself, you blurted out “Why would ANYONE ever cheat on you??!” Her smile immediately returned. You almost passed out when she kissed your cheek and said “You are so sweet!! It’s no wonder you are my favorite student!!”
She reached for her bags, announcing that she had to be going now. She crinkled her nose in disgust and uttered ” I wish I knew I’d be single a month ago before I bought these.” “Why?”, you asked. She blushed slightly and said ” Well, it’s lingerie and a couple other things…” “Oh, I see” you responded. You avoided eye contact because you knew that if she saw your face, she would know how turned you were. “I’m sorry,” she replied. “Did I embarrass you? I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomforta—” “No!”, you exclaimed, cutting her off. “I was just thinking that you are GORGEOUS and he is so very STUPID!” She tilted her head back and laughed. Her laughter was like a sweet melody you could listen to for days.
She suddenly stopped and looked at you seriously. She tilted her head to the side as if she was contemplating something. “Would you like to see what I bought?” she asked. You blinked, wondering if you heard her correctly. “I would LOVE to!” She smiled and told you to trail her home. By the time you pulled up to her house, your heart was beating out of your chest.
This was the woman you have been fantasizing about all semester, and now you are in front of her house! You managed to calm yourself down and get out of the car. You followed her into the house. Once inside, she grabbed your hand and led you upstairs to her bedroom. She sat you down on the edge of her bed. “Relax”, she said “I’ll be right out.” She walked into her bathroom and shut the door.
It didn’t take her long to change. When she opened the door, heart stopped. She was a goddess. She wore a black lace corset, marbled with blue satin that was the same color as her eyes. She matched the corset with black satin booty shorts and lace garters that hugged every inch of her long legs and thighs. She completed the ensemble with black and silver spiked heels. She grinned at your reaction. “I take it you like it? It took you a moment to speak, but when you do, you reacted “He was VERY stupid!” She giggled and approached you.
She took your hands and placed them at the top of her corset. You took the hint and began running your hands along the material, feeling the lace, the beading, and the warmth of her body. Your hands skimmed back up to the top of the corset and massaged her breasts through the lace and satin. She closed her eyes and sighed. The sound she made both turned you on and encouraged you to be little bolder.
You then proceeded to kiss the top and swells of her breasts as you ran your hands along her body. You couldn’t wait to explore every inch of her. Your hand made its way into her underwear, sliding into her, caressing her softly. She gasped and breathlessly whispered out your name. Hearing her call your name in such a way greatly aroused you. You were no longer nervous or unsure. You were now on a mission. You gently urged her to lay down on the bed. You slid her panties off.
You parted her legs a little wider, and without giving her any warning, you delved onto her warm center. She moaned out as you swirled your tongue on her clit, tasting her juices. She moaned louder and squirmed helplessly to the onslaught of your tongue as you alternated between tongue swirls and long laps, drawing out her sweet torture. This continued for several agonizing moments while she begged for release. Finally, her walls tightened and she came, breathing out your name.
“That was wonderful! The best I’ve had in a long time!”, she shakily expressed. After catching her breath, she arose and crawled to you on the end of the bed and declared “Now, it’s my turn”. She then had you to sit on the edge of the bed. She pulled off your shoes, boxers, and pants. She slightly parted your legs and kneeled before you. She reached under the bed and pulled out some baby oil. Putting some oil on her hands, she began to massage your member. You suddenly grew harder under her soft hands.
She slightly increased her pace while swirling her tongue around the head of your cock. You leaned back onto the bed, enjoying the sensations her tongue and hands are inflicting upon your body. And then you gasped as she slowed down, taking all of you in her mouth, swirling her tongue around your entire member, from base to tip. She continued this for several long minutes, until you became overwhelmed with the sensations. She smiles as you finally came in spurts all over her soft hands.
As you catch your breath, she leaned and said, “We are just getting started.” You two spent the night exploring each other’s bodies. By morning, there isn’t anywhere on her body your lips haven’t touched.
The sunlight peeked in through the curtains, greeting you. You awoke to a beautiful sight–the object of your affection sleeping soundly, a smile on her lovely face. The previous night’s events flashed through your mind and you shared the same smile. This is going to be a great semester!