Satin and Silk
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
10,014
Reviews:
3
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.
Satin and Silk
Satin and Silk
Vivian peeked into the room cautiously. “Melissa, are you here?” Hearing no response, Vivian turned to leave when something caught her attention; a movement she sensed with from the corner of her eye.
“Vivian, is that you?” Melissa’s voice came from the storage closet at the far end of the classroom.
Vivian took a step into the room. “You said you wanted to see me?”
“Yes indeed.” Melissa stepped out from the closet wearing a sheer satin robe.
Vivian’s breath caught in her throat at the image of sensuality her professor presented. “Ms. Lockhart?” Vivian’s voice came out deep and husky; she cleared her throat before continuing normally, “You said you wanted to talk to me about my project.” Her voice quavered as Melissa approached her. It was then she noticed her teacher wasn’t just wearing lingerie; she was wearing a robe Vivian had designed for her presentation.
“Call me Melissa, no need to resort to formalities.” Vivian swallowed hard as Melissa wrapped one arm around her shoulders and urged her further into the classroom. “’Fabricated Sensations’--I believe that’s what you titled your project.”
“Yes Ms. Lo--”
“Melissa.”
Vivian looked up into her mentor’s eyes. “Yes, Melissa.”
Giving a small smile of satisfaction,issaissa continued, “You experimented with different fabrics to determine if desire is affected by textures.”
“Yes.” Vivian began to relax. For a moment she had thought Melissa was trying to seduce her, but right there--displayed front and center--was her project covering Melissa’s desk. All her pillows and sheets were laid out, the lingerie she’d designed were modeled by still mannequins behind the desk.
Melissa reached over and grabbed a piece of cloth of the desk. Before Vivian could ask what was going on, she was being blindfolded.
“Have you ever tested your theories? I’m going to rub two different cloths against your skin, Tell me which one you--like--better.”
“Why--”
“I’m interested in seeing if your conclusions are correct. If they are, you should prefer only one fabric and be able to identify it.” With that, Melissa picked up the corner of two sheets and ran one along each of Vivian’s arms. Thinking it couldn’t hurt to prove she’d known what she was doing; Vivian stood still and waited to be tried.
Recognizing both, Vivian replied automatically, “I like Satin better than Polyester.”
Replacing the polyester, Melissa grabbed a second sheet; it was silk. This time her actions took on a sensual persona. She rubbed first the satin against Vivian’s neck, massaging her muscles. Then she slid up Vivian’s blouse and used the silk to stroke her abdomen. She continued both actions, moving the Satin down below the front of Vivian’s blouse.
“Melissa?” Vivian could no longer control the desire in her voice. Her skinned burned where Melissa stroked her through satin and silk.
“Which makes you desire more?” Melissa whispered seductively.
Lost in a haze of sensation, Vivian responded automatically without thought. “You.”
The next moment a pair of soft lips pressed against Vivian’s smooth neck. A moan escaped Vivian’s throat as she let her head fall back, giving Melissa more access to trail her lips across her heated flesh, licking provocatively in the place where her neck met her shoulders.
Unable to stand, Vivian reached out bli and and grasped Melissa’s forearms for balance. Melissa gently leaned her back on the desk, unbuttoning her simple cotton blouse and trailing hot kisses between her breasts. Vivian hadn’t worn a bra and her hardened nipples strained against the material still covering them.
Taking advantage of Vivian’s lack of sight, Melissa uncovered one breast and gently rolled the beaded nipple between her fingers. Slowly, she inched her hand up Vivian’s skirt only stopping when she felt the border of lace panties; the fragile and bold barrier protecting Vivian’s womanhood. Melissa reached higher and gently pushed the material out of her way, plunging her soft fingers gently into the springy triangle of hair.
Vivian sucked in a gasp as she felt Melissa’s fingers toy with her clitoris and nearly leapt of the desk when she felt one smooth digit slide into her molten heat.
“You’re so wet, Vivian.” Melissa continued to stroke both Vivian’s breast and her sex. Leaning further over the desk, she captured the second nipple in her mouth and suckled through the cotton fabric.
Vivian could no longer take it; her back was rubbing against sheets of smooth fabrics, sliding against the slicker ones. Melissa was stroking and tasting her with an expertise she could never have imagined. Almost unexpectedly she convulsed, her body shuddering with the force of her first orgasm.
Melissa continued to stroke her, inserting another finger inside of Vivian and bringing her to the point of euphoria yet again. Just when Vivian thought she would never be able to move again, she surprised herself by reaching up and pushing away the blindfold. The sight that met her eyes made her catch her breath againweatweat beaded Melissa’s forehead, her chest heaved with deep breatf ref restraint. Seeing her teacher like this--wracked with desire and yet to reach her own release--Vivian found the strength to sit up. Melissa’s fingers slide out of her, slick and damp and Vivian experienced a brief reminder of the glorious climaxes she had reached just a moment before.
Melissa was quivering slightly. “Let me just…”
“No,” Vivian said firmly, “let me.”
With that, Vivian captured Melissa’s mouth with her own, kissing her with an intensity that had nothing towithwith gratitude. She roughly yanked at the sash that tide the robe closed and let out a satisfied growl as the satin gave way to reveal an enticing expanse of Melissa’s flesh.
Unwilling to not take steps in the extreme, Vivian pushed the robe off Melissa’s shoulders and listed subconsciously as the whisper of satin pooled to the ground around Melissa’s feet.
Melissa was only wearing a thin chemise beneath. Vivian quickly remedied that and pulled back from her kiss to stare at her teacher’s body. Melissa was gloriously formed with gently rounded hips and an abundance of auburn curls at the juncture of her womanhood. The rose-hued nipples at the center of her full breasts begged to be ravished. Vivian brought her forward and bent to capture her in her mouth, mimicking the way she had been lavished through cotton on Melissa‘s bare skin.
Melissa let out a deep groan from the back of her throat. “You catch on quick.”
“Not too fast for you, I hope,” Vivian replied against her chest.
It was in the back of Melissa’s mind to suggest they make more room by lying on the floor; her knees had turned to jelly and were refusing to support her. Vivian must have read her mind, in the next moments she pulled away and stood. She carefully selected a few pillows and sheets and laid them down on the floor. Melissa sank down to the little nest on the floor gratefully and Vivian joined her mere seconds later after removing her clothes.
Whispering for Melissa to lay back, Vivian stretched herself out on top. Their skins came in full contact for the first time and Melissa basked in glory of it.
Vivian continued showing Melissa all she’d learned, adding in a few ideas of her own. She trailed heated kisses along Melissa’s neck and stroked one nipple, supporting some of her weight with one arm against a part of the floor that was left bare.
Deciding to take things a little further and let her imagination guide her, Vivian began to inch slowly downward. She paused to suckle on Melissa’s nipple again, but did not linger long before making her way down towards her naval. She spent a good five minutes worshiping Melissa’s belly button with her tongue, simply because it was there…and oh-so-tempting. Vivian used the tip of her tongue to lick around the rim before delving in. Melissa was arching her back and no longer trying to suppress her moans of appreciation.
Vivian decided to take the final steps to fulfilling Melissa’s satisfaction. Gently, she urged her teacher’s legs apart and settled her head in between. Deciding she needed a better angle, she grabbed at a stray pillow and tucked it beneath Melissa’s waist.
“Vivian?” The question was a hesitation and plea all at once.
“I’m sure.” Vivian said, then licked Melissa’s clitoris, then kissing it. She used her tongue to push into Melissa’s heat and kissed her, sucking and flicking her tongue in and out until Melissa screamed and bucked beneath her mouth. Vivian didn’t pull away until Melissa had climaxed twice more, saturating Vivian’s lips with her moisture.
Just then footsteps sounded out in the hallway. Melissa had forgotten to close the door. Vivian froze in mortification; Melissa was still experiencing the aftershocks of passion and was oblivious to the sounds of someone’s approach.
Heels clicked across the floor getting louder, coming closer. There was no time to cover up. A figure filled the doorway.
“Ms. Vivian! Melissa?” Eleanor Goodrich, Dean of Admissions gaped at the pair lying on the floor.
“Hello, Elly.” Melissa greeted the Dean with no sign of embarrassment. “Care to make it a threesome?”
Eleanor stepped into the room, shutting the door behind her and locking it from the inside. Kicking off her heals, she sauntered towards the pair…
~~END~~
Author\'s review response:
Thanks so much boobookittiefujimi! ...That was one phrase I never thought I\'d say in my life. I know, I\'m responding to this a little (more like a lot) late. But hey, better to say today than never mention at all! Again, *bounce* thanks for being my first *wink* reviewer!
In response to Horny babe, all I\'ve got to say is: I\'m available on weekdays from 4-10 and weekends whenever if you ever need a backrub. :P Seriously, that was the point of the story. Thanks for being aroused!
Domo Chirusa-san. \"Thanks!\"--that gets repetative. Really...interesting? Considering the fact that I have no idea if satin OR silk turns people on...maybe it was just the fact that it was Melissa.
Vivian peeked into the room cautiously. “Melissa, are you here?” Hearing no response, Vivian turned to leave when something caught her attention; a movement she sensed with from the corner of her eye.
“Vivian, is that you?” Melissa’s voice came from the storage closet at the far end of the classroom.
Vivian took a step into the room. “You said you wanted to see me?”
“Yes indeed.” Melissa stepped out from the closet wearing a sheer satin robe.
Vivian’s breath caught in her throat at the image of sensuality her professor presented. “Ms. Lockhart?” Vivian’s voice came out deep and husky; she cleared her throat before continuing normally, “You said you wanted to talk to me about my project.” Her voice quavered as Melissa approached her. It was then she noticed her teacher wasn’t just wearing lingerie; she was wearing a robe Vivian had designed for her presentation.
“Call me Melissa, no need to resort to formalities.” Vivian swallowed hard as Melissa wrapped one arm around her shoulders and urged her further into the classroom. “’Fabricated Sensations’--I believe that’s what you titled your project.”
“Yes Ms. Lo--”
“Melissa.”
Vivian looked up into her mentor’s eyes. “Yes, Melissa.”
Giving a small smile of satisfaction,issaissa continued, “You experimented with different fabrics to determine if desire is affected by textures.”
“Yes.” Vivian began to relax. For a moment she had thought Melissa was trying to seduce her, but right there--displayed front and center--was her project covering Melissa’s desk. All her pillows and sheets were laid out, the lingerie she’d designed were modeled by still mannequins behind the desk.
Melissa reached over and grabbed a piece of cloth of the desk. Before Vivian could ask what was going on, she was being blindfolded.
“Have you ever tested your theories? I’m going to rub two different cloths against your skin, Tell me which one you--like--better.”
“Why--”
“I’m interested in seeing if your conclusions are correct. If they are, you should prefer only one fabric and be able to identify it.” With that, Melissa picked up the corner of two sheets and ran one along each of Vivian’s arms. Thinking it couldn’t hurt to prove she’d known what she was doing; Vivian stood still and waited to be tried.
Recognizing both, Vivian replied automatically, “I like Satin better than Polyester.”
Replacing the polyester, Melissa grabbed a second sheet; it was silk. This time her actions took on a sensual persona. She rubbed first the satin against Vivian’s neck, massaging her muscles. Then she slid up Vivian’s blouse and used the silk to stroke her abdomen. She continued both actions, moving the Satin down below the front of Vivian’s blouse.
“Melissa?” Vivian could no longer control the desire in her voice. Her skinned burned where Melissa stroked her through satin and silk.
“Which makes you desire more?” Melissa whispered seductively.
Lost in a haze of sensation, Vivian responded automatically without thought. “You.”
The next moment a pair of soft lips pressed against Vivian’s smooth neck. A moan escaped Vivian’s throat as she let her head fall back, giving Melissa more access to trail her lips across her heated flesh, licking provocatively in the place where her neck met her shoulders.
Unable to stand, Vivian reached out bli and and grasped Melissa’s forearms for balance. Melissa gently leaned her back on the desk, unbuttoning her simple cotton blouse and trailing hot kisses between her breasts. Vivian hadn’t worn a bra and her hardened nipples strained against the material still covering them.
Taking advantage of Vivian’s lack of sight, Melissa uncovered one breast and gently rolled the beaded nipple between her fingers. Slowly, she inched her hand up Vivian’s skirt only stopping when she felt the border of lace panties; the fragile and bold barrier protecting Vivian’s womanhood. Melissa reached higher and gently pushed the material out of her way, plunging her soft fingers gently into the springy triangle of hair.
Vivian sucked in a gasp as she felt Melissa’s fingers toy with her clitoris and nearly leapt of the desk when she felt one smooth digit slide into her molten heat.
“You’re so wet, Vivian.” Melissa continued to stroke both Vivian’s breast and her sex. Leaning further over the desk, she captured the second nipple in her mouth and suckled through the cotton fabric.
Vivian could no longer take it; her back was rubbing against sheets of smooth fabrics, sliding against the slicker ones. Melissa was stroking and tasting her with an expertise she could never have imagined. Almost unexpectedly she convulsed, her body shuddering with the force of her first orgasm.
Melissa continued to stroke her, inserting another finger inside of Vivian and bringing her to the point of euphoria yet again. Just when Vivian thought she would never be able to move again, she surprised herself by reaching up and pushing away the blindfold. The sight that met her eyes made her catch her breath againweatweat beaded Melissa’s forehead, her chest heaved with deep breatf ref restraint. Seeing her teacher like this--wracked with desire and yet to reach her own release--Vivian found the strength to sit up. Melissa’s fingers slide out of her, slick and damp and Vivian experienced a brief reminder of the glorious climaxes she had reached just a moment before.
Melissa was quivering slightly. “Let me just…”
“No,” Vivian said firmly, “let me.”
With that, Vivian captured Melissa’s mouth with her own, kissing her with an intensity that had nothing towithwith gratitude. She roughly yanked at the sash that tide the robe closed and let out a satisfied growl as the satin gave way to reveal an enticing expanse of Melissa’s flesh.
Unwilling to not take steps in the extreme, Vivian pushed the robe off Melissa’s shoulders and listed subconsciously as the whisper of satin pooled to the ground around Melissa’s feet.
Melissa was only wearing a thin chemise beneath. Vivian quickly remedied that and pulled back from her kiss to stare at her teacher’s body. Melissa was gloriously formed with gently rounded hips and an abundance of auburn curls at the juncture of her womanhood. The rose-hued nipples at the center of her full breasts begged to be ravished. Vivian brought her forward and bent to capture her in her mouth, mimicking the way she had been lavished through cotton on Melissa‘s bare skin.
Melissa let out a deep groan from the back of her throat. “You catch on quick.”
“Not too fast for you, I hope,” Vivian replied against her chest.
It was in the back of Melissa’s mind to suggest they make more room by lying on the floor; her knees had turned to jelly and were refusing to support her. Vivian must have read her mind, in the next moments she pulled away and stood. She carefully selected a few pillows and sheets and laid them down on the floor. Melissa sank down to the little nest on the floor gratefully and Vivian joined her mere seconds later after removing her clothes.
Whispering for Melissa to lay back, Vivian stretched herself out on top. Their skins came in full contact for the first time and Melissa basked in glory of it.
Vivian continued showing Melissa all she’d learned, adding in a few ideas of her own. She trailed heated kisses along Melissa’s neck and stroked one nipple, supporting some of her weight with one arm against a part of the floor that was left bare.
Deciding to take things a little further and let her imagination guide her, Vivian began to inch slowly downward. She paused to suckle on Melissa’s nipple again, but did not linger long before making her way down towards her naval. She spent a good five minutes worshiping Melissa’s belly button with her tongue, simply because it was there…and oh-so-tempting. Vivian used the tip of her tongue to lick around the rim before delving in. Melissa was arching her back and no longer trying to suppress her moans of appreciation.
Vivian decided to take the final steps to fulfilling Melissa’s satisfaction. Gently, she urged her teacher’s legs apart and settled her head in between. Deciding she needed a better angle, she grabbed at a stray pillow and tucked it beneath Melissa’s waist.
“Vivian?” The question was a hesitation and plea all at once.
“I’m sure.” Vivian said, then licked Melissa’s clitoris, then kissing it. She used her tongue to push into Melissa’s heat and kissed her, sucking and flicking her tongue in and out until Melissa screamed and bucked beneath her mouth. Vivian didn’t pull away until Melissa had climaxed twice more, saturating Vivian’s lips with her moisture.
Just then footsteps sounded out in the hallway. Melissa had forgotten to close the door. Vivian froze in mortification; Melissa was still experiencing the aftershocks of passion and was oblivious to the sounds of someone’s approach.
Heels clicked across the floor getting louder, coming closer. There was no time to cover up. A figure filled the doorway.
“Ms. Vivian! Melissa?” Eleanor Goodrich, Dean of Admissions gaped at the pair lying on the floor.
“Hello, Elly.” Melissa greeted the Dean with no sign of embarrassment. “Care to make it a threesome?”
Eleanor stepped into the room, shutting the door behind her and locking it from the inside. Kicking off her heals, she sauntered towards the pair…
~~END~~
Author\'s review response:
Thanks so much boobookittiefujimi! ...That was one phrase I never thought I\'d say in my life. I know, I\'m responding to this a little (more like a lot) late. But hey, better to say today than never mention at all! Again, *bounce* thanks for being my first *wink* reviewer!
In response to Horny babe, all I\'ve got to say is: I\'m available on weekdays from 4-10 and weekends whenever if you ever need a backrub. :P Seriously, that was the point of the story. Thanks for being aroused!
Domo Chirusa-san. \"Thanks!\"--that gets repetative. Really...interesting? Considering the fact that I have no idea if satin OR silk turns people on...maybe it was just the fact that it was Melissa.