Teaching a lesson
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
11,405
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
chapter three
I was lying on the bed. The dean was going trough one of the drawers next to the bed. Finally, he focussed his attention on me again, holding the bottle of lube.
While he was softly sucking and biting my nipples I felt a few drops on my clit. His lips were trailing down my stomach.
One of his fingers was spreading the lube over my clit and my already wet opening. I arched my back in delight. After his fingers circled me again I felt his tongue tasting me. His tongue was going up and down slowly.
“Faster.” I moaned.
He didn’t listen. Instead of going faster his tongue continued to stroke me slowly, to prevent me from coming too soon. Right before I was about to have my first orgasm he stopped. Groaning in frustration, I reached for my clit. If he wasn’t going to make me come, I would do it myself. He captured my wrists with his hands, forcing them over my head. One hand held my hands, while the other one was searching for something next to the bed.
I tried to squirm myself free, to finish his job. Suddenly I heard something buzzing. I felt a fantastic vibration sensation circling my pussy. Slowly he let the top of a vibrator in and out of my pussy. I immediately stopped squirming and spread my legs even further. After I arched my back yet again, to feel more vibrations, he pushed the vibrator deeper into me. Every now and then he would slip it out of me so he could put it on my clit. After that night, I would buy a vibrator myself.
Again, my orgasm was getting closer and closer. Again he stopped once he noticed this. Damn that man! And again he caught my hands before I could bring myself to a climax. This time he didn’t hold my hands with his own, but he got out a pair of handcuffs. After he chained me to his bed I knew that he would probably let me suffer a few more times. And I was waiting in anticipation.
While he was softly sucking and biting my nipples I felt a few drops on my clit. His lips were trailing down my stomach.
One of his fingers was spreading the lube over my clit and my already wet opening. I arched my back in delight. After his fingers circled me again I felt his tongue tasting me. His tongue was going up and down slowly.
“Faster.” I moaned.
He didn’t listen. Instead of going faster his tongue continued to stroke me slowly, to prevent me from coming too soon. Right before I was about to have my first orgasm he stopped. Groaning in frustration, I reached for my clit. If he wasn’t going to make me come, I would do it myself. He captured my wrists with his hands, forcing them over my head. One hand held my hands, while the other one was searching for something next to the bed.
I tried to squirm myself free, to finish his job. Suddenly I heard something buzzing. I felt a fantastic vibration sensation circling my pussy. Slowly he let the top of a vibrator in and out of my pussy. I immediately stopped squirming and spread my legs even further. After I arched my back yet again, to feel more vibrations, he pushed the vibrator deeper into me. Every now and then he would slip it out of me so he could put it on my clit. After that night, I would buy a vibrator myself.
Again, my orgasm was getting closer and closer. Again he stopped once he noticed this. Damn that man! And again he caught my hands before I could bring myself to a climax. This time he didn’t hold my hands with his own, but he got out a pair of handcuffs. After he chained me to his bed I knew that he would probably let me suffer a few more times. And I was waiting in anticipation.