Alyssa and the Professor [MF] [oral] [sexual dominance]

Hawthorne Academy is a school for temptresses. They are enrolled, or seek it out so that they may master their already impressive skills. This story was acted out in a chat room by Alyssa and Professor Parker… but both were enjoying themselves too much to consider saving any. But a good story is always worth retelling.

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*Alyssa, a student a Hawthone, is a shy petite redhead with piercing green eyes. Her petite frame is highlighted by her perky breasts, round little ass and shock of red hair. She is a shy girl until aroused. Then she becomes insatiable. Her quietness hides her ample skills at bringing anyone, man or woman, to their knees. *

Professor Parker is the Professor of Oral instruction. He stands at 6'2 with short, meticulously kept brown hair, flecked with grey around his temples. His grey bleu eyes are only a shade different than his tailored suit which perfectly fits his thin, athletic frame. He is a stickler for precision, takes his work hands on, and delights in offering one-on-one instruction

Some details have been added to flesh out the chat into a more descriptive story.

──────── The beginning of the year is always an exciting time for student and professor alike. The thrill of new conquests fill the air. Girls have no doubt already began asserting their sexual power in their dormitories, and at the start of the year banquet it is clear they are all on their top form. They flirt and tease eachother, and the professors, relentlessly. No one has yet to perform fully for the whole school, but the night is young.

Professor Parker, having picked Alyssa out as she sat a bit removed from some of the other girls, now leads Alyssa to his office, since she jumped at the opportunity to work on her oral skills – "Anything to get an advantage over the other girls!" Holding her hand he guides her down the halls to his office. Opening the door, he smiles and watches her enter. Her white blouse hugs her breasts that seem to hang in the air as things of perfection. Her hips and ass sway slightly as she looks around, her hiked up skirt leaving very little to the imagination.

The room is not large but it is comfortable. A desk made of dark wood is at the back in front of a wall lined with books, the only other piece of furniture is a crimson leather psychiatrist's chair.

"I must say Alyssa, I'm impressed with your eagerness to start your studies. The mouth is the most powerful weapon a person can wield against a victim sexually. Some may say partner, or lover, but for our purposes I choose victim. For you wish to wield power over them, control them, or have them as an ally or tool for your later use. While I do not teach dominance and submission – That is Professor Mylar – everything you will learn in my class will increase your power. Now, do you wish that I teach you how to please and control a woman, using yourself as the example… or would you like to practice your skill on a man?" He undoes his zipper and pulls out his semi hard member – thick and uncut, his public hair trimmed down to next to nothing.

Alyssa stares at his growing dick in his hands for a minute then innocently replies. "You have a lovely cock sir, but I want you to practice using me." He puts his cock back into his pants, then takes off his suit jacket, hanging it on the coat rack. "Very well. Please lay down on the chair." As Alyssa complies he speaks, turning to look at her as he begins to approach the chaise. "My dear, everything you do must have the goal to pull your victim in. Once you begin direct eye contact is your first weapon. It shows them your confidence, your dominance. Some would say that performing oral pleasure on someone is submitting to them. But done correctly, you have all the power, and that begins before you makes any contact at all. "

He lowers himself to the chair. She can already feel her breathe beginning to quicken as she watches him places his hands firmly on her legs. He slowly starts to spread her open, his hands moving up her calfs to her thighs, dragging his fingers and massaging as he goes. She lets out a light moan and bites her lip as she feels his hands getting higher, getting closer. She knows that all of this is game, but she also knows he is winning.

"Direct commands are important. Since you are performing the task on them, you must make them perform for you as well." he says, never breaking eye contact. "Getting them to remove their own clothing makes them feel vulnerable. It shows them that you decide every action and move." He smiles for the first time, playfully. "What will I find under this little skirt of yours, love?"

"Something small and black." She giggles, playing the part of the innocent.

"Mmm. Well that sounds delightful. Hike up that skirt for me. Let's see what we are working with."

She happily complies, pulling up her tartan skirt revealing a skimpy black, lace thong, barely big enough to hide her perfect pussy lips. She can feel her wetness and arousal grow as she watches him take her in for the first time. He licks his lips, biting the lower one for only a second before his hands slide up her inner thigh and start to caress and massage the flesh right beside her sex.

"Anticipation is key. You need to build her up so by the time your mouth finally touches her pussy they would do anything for you to continue. Of course there must always be the risk that you might stop. Stringing them along is half the fun."

He slides his body up the chair and starts to kiss and lightly suck her inner thigh, slowly making his way higher. His hands slide under her firm ass, lifting her slightly, pushing her hips up as she lets out her first real moan.

"Mmm fuck Professor. This feels so good…" She bites her lips as her hips instinctively start to push up in the air with desire, "and you haven't even touched my pussy yet!"

He kisses up until he is sucking the sensitive skin right beside her lips. Lightly nibbling and sucking, he pulls at her, forcing her lips to part slightly, the smell of her lust filling the air as her wetness begins to collect on her thong. Her hands run up to her breasts and cup them through her shirt, rubbing and kneading as her breathing intensifies. He stops and blows cool air over her lips as she moans, before returning to the other side and starting to tease her with long licks, followed by short, sharper flicks, so that she is able to feel all the things a tongue can do. "uugh ooh god please professor! I need your mouth on my pussy. Please stop teasing me."

"Good girl Alyssa. See? You've now submitted to me. If I was cruel I could extend this farther, make you swear promises I'd use against you later, or have you perform acts you would never consider otherwise so you can finally feel what you are dying for… But you are such a sexy little thing, and I am aching to taste you." He pauses. "Once you know they are ready, you must give them something they will never forget."

He turns his head sideways and takes both of her lips in his mouth. Sucking and gently tugging at them, he moans, sending vibrations deep inside her. Tasting her juices for the first time he feels his own desire start to take hold and his tongue begins to slide up and down her now dripping thong, teasing her lips and moving up from her entrance to her growing clit. His hands grab her ass firmly and pull her into him as her hands grab for his hair.

Pleasure moves through her like an electric current as she moans and whimpers uncontrollably.

He hungrily sucks on her lips, tasting her wetness for the first time he can feel the desire in his body grow. His tongue darts up and down the fabric of her dripping thong, licking from her entrance to her growing clit. She pushes her hips up into his face, her body begging him to give her more she moans and whimpers, biting her lip, grabbing his hair and pushing his face harder against her slit.

He sucks harder, moaning louder, enjoying himself as he feels her muscles tighten and release with every single change of pace or movement of his tongue. Her whimpers become more desperate as she pulls at his hair. “oohh god Professor please! I need more! fuck please!”

He stops sucking her as she lays there, her breasts heaving, her breathing hard and erratic. He stands up to look at what he’s made her and smiles. “Take of your panties love. I really want a taste of you” She practically jumps up in compliance. In one motion she hooks her thumbs and slides her soaking thong down her skinny pale legs. She lays back down spreading herself wide, biting her lip and grinding up, her perfect waxed lips nice and open, showing him her tight little entrance and clit just poking out a bit.

“Like what you see professor?”

His cock stiffens in his dress pants This one is going to be dangerous He thinks to himself But she is also going to be fun

“Mmm very much.” He moves back down onto the chair. His body pressing against hers, his lips inches away from her face. She can feel his heat, his hips pressed against his she playfully grinds her wetness into his crotch while looking at him with her big, emerald, doe eyes. He takes the back of her head in his hand, running his fingers through her long red locks before he pulls her back. Gasping, she opens her mouth and he kisses her hard, her tongue eagerly finding his, tasting her own juices on him. He grabs her body hard, his tongue lashing her own until he breaks the kiss and slides back down her slowly, finally reaching her beautiful little snatch.

He takes a nice long lick with the flat of his tongue from her entrance all the way up to her clit. He can swear he can feel it throb at his touch. She bucks and screams. He sucks on her lips one at a time, licking and tonguing them as he lightly tugs them, pulling her apart as her juices drip out of her in a steady stream.

He teases her entrance with his tongue, licking and flicking inside her, lapping up her sweetness. It drips down his face and chin as he moans loudly, sending vibrations deep insider her, tongue fucking her, pushing his nose against her clit as she grinds her pussy into his face. She moans and swears incoherently, “mmm fuck ohh fuck yes Profesormmmm Oh holy fuck” He moves his lips over her clit, wrapping them around it as he slowly starts to rhythmically suck. She moans as the waves of pleasure hit her steadily one after another, the pace and intensity slowly building. He pushes his middle finger insider her and slides in without any resistance, her wet, slippery walls greedily taking him inside her. He curls up and finds the bumpy ridge of nerves on the top of her wall and curls his finger into it, sending bolts of electricity through her spine and down her limps. The bottom of his finger and knuckle push down into her pussy, giving her the feeling of being filled entirely. With every suck of her clit he curls up into her gspot and pushes down into her, over and over.

“HOLY SHI…FUCK OH PROFESSOR WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME?!”

His pace builds as his tongue and fingers work in tandem, coaxing her closer, her body heaving and buckling wildly. Her pussy walls tense and release, the pressure building inside of her. He sucks harder with a new intensity, his tongue licking up her clit with his lips wrapped around it, his finger rubbing over and over that sweet sensitive spot, pushing down into her as her pussy tenses, squishing with her cum with each pump. The string that has been tightening inside her finally snaps.

“I”M CUMMING! HOooooOOLY FUCK!” Her body is wracked with pleasure as she spasms on top of him. A flood of her cum gushes out of her, covering his face and neck. He keeps sucking, slowly winding her down from her high as she tries to catch her breath- her one hand grabbing and releasing his hair with each spasm that rolls through her, the other pulling at her shirt, trying to get at her perky breasts.

“That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had Professor.” She giggles as he finally removes his mouth from her bright pink pussy, glistening with a mixture of her cum and his saliva. “You’re going to have to teach me that thing you did with you finger. He chuckles as he wipes off his chin, savouring her flavour on his lips. Her legs still wide open, she moves one hand down between them and lightly rubs circles into her lips, moaning slightly, extending her pleasure. He walk over towards her and offers up his finger.

“Of course my dear, we can continue your private lessons for as long as you like.” Her eyes gleam with mischief as she looks at him Always keep eye contact she thinks to her self Draw them in… make them need it

She opens her move and moves the tip of his finger over her tongue. She slowly pushes it deeper, looking at him as the length of her tongue taskes his finger in, achingly slow, all the way to knuckle. Finally she closes her mouth around it, sucking gently, rolling her tongue, licking off every drop of her hard earned victory. He can feel his cock stiffen fully. It’s always the redheads he thinks to himself, as he smiles. “Alyssa, I think you and I are going to have a lot of fun together this year."

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