She meditated for a moment; "but tell you what, we ain't done yet." she said and slid her chair back to the desk. "I think we can finish all this work before you ride is here, but we'll need to step up the pace a bit." she reaches for a jar of something that was tucked behind the pencils and nick-nacks. Its a small jar of vaseline, I had seen her use it religiously on her lips, I assumed she was grabbing it for this purpose.
"ok kiddo slide back a moment." I studied her face, totally normal grin, I slid back my chair and she looks down.
"Just delightful, my god, and those undies are unreal, little wet bikinis on a giant …"
She covers her mouth as if she has let the cat out of the bag. I chuckled, it wasn't news, I knew I had a big dick…
"Thanks…" I say with a grin.
"Ok I got an idea, slip that hog of yours out." She says as she pops the lid on the vaseline and uses an index finger to get a dime sized mound of it scooped up.
"ok" I say in a dreamlike voice…a hot flash washes over my entire body as I look down at my straining bikini, my hands go to my waist and I grabbed the front of my pouch an pulled it down, peeling it away, the head caught in the fabric cohesion, it let go only when it has enough force to launch the entire shaft like a catapult; it came springing out, resting, slightly slouching to the left towards the tutor. She looked at it endearingly and shifted her body forward to get a better purchase and then tapped the top my cock, at the base of the head just below its swollen, pink, fleshy helmet, the vaseline sticks like a dollop of cool whip.
"There" she says with a laugh and returned her jar to its place. She then gestured for me to push myself back into the table and I do. We began to work again. I finished a problem correctly and I looked to her with anticipation. She didn't look at me and turned the page to the next problem, when I turned my attention back to the book, I felt her hand grab the shaft of my cock under the table with her righthand, warm, firm yet delicate, and and she began massaging the vaseline into the the head of my penis.
"good next one." she said again not looking from the book, no acknowledgment of the actions under the table, just her shoulder shrugging slightly from her gripping, rubbing and kneading. It was hard for me to concentrate completely, but I managed to get another problem solved. Again no engagement, just a nod and then her fingers flipped down, fanned out, dextrous and experienced, she flicked the elastic band of the pouch down, you could hear a fluttering snap as she quickly released my balls, they poured out and sagged, now they came into play. It was almost too much, and I started groaning threw my head back and involuntarily pushed my chair back an inch or two.
"ah ah ah, we;re not done yet." she said.
I brought myself back from my pleasure cruise by adjusting my posture and siting upright, she didn't miss a beat, I could see her hands since I moved back, her right still gripped and rubbed my cock, her thumb and fore finger applied pressure just as they skated over the crest of the head and stopped to twirl and dip into the urethra for milliseconds. Her left hand was now gently massaging my balls and playing with the fabric holding my package up in an offering, making my cock and testicles appear to be their own entity. She began to get more into the process, she leaned forward into her work and her thighs enveloped her panties. I could see her modestly plump and sexy curves as they mingled with the straps of her panties, and the now lightly bunched silky front panel seeping into her pussy.
"I….I can't." I pout.
She stopped everything and looked at me with a bit of despair. I involutarily gasped. She got up from the chair and turned, her beautiful ass is barely covered by the back of the garment, purposely too little to cover her peach like ass. She knew they were too small, when she got dressed that morning, she had a similar rush as I did, knowing how sexy she looked under her clothes. She pulled out the fabric that had snuggled into her cheeks and placed it back daintily, arching her back again as if a subject of a painting, and pouting her lips as if to say it was improper to have it slipping into her cleft, creating a glorious little water fall of shiny fabric into her flesh. She then grabbed the book off the table and walks seductively, her hips and frame iterated every step with a carnal giggle, and sat down on the love seat.
"Ok then, I'll finish this work for you tonight." She says as she nestles into the couch and leans back. snatching the paper and pencil from between the pages and popping the pencil in her mouth.
I just looked at he sullenly.
"but under the condition that you finish me." she said spreading her legs and leering at me from behind the book.
Her panties were barely on her, they had pulled tightly against her body and rolled up a bit from her "getting comfy" rocking on the couch. The pouch that held her pussy, which she had gloriously displayed for me before now darkened with moisture and slipped into the gentle slopes and gullies where legs became crotch. She pointed to it with her pencil
"eat up." Then went about doing the work I was supposed to finish for tomorrow. I got up from my chair and walked over to her eagerly, my cock wagging in the air as I walked, glistening with pre-cum and vaseline. I fell to my knees and tucked my face into the warm and cozy area where her thighs gently coaxed my face to her turquoise triangle. I could smell the sweet, clean smell of laundry sheets and body-wash, then the faint aroma of her body as I pushed my mouth into her, silky and wet and electric. I arched my back to get leverage, pushing from the balls of my feet, to start sucking, tonguing and playing…slurping and pulled on the panties with my right hand to keep them from interrupting me. She worked diligently for minutes, occasionally warped her body as if waving her pelvis into my mouth and joyfully cooed as she flipped through the pages. Then she clapped the book shut and made little pouting and cooing noises and muttered whispers of approval between quick gasps as I flicked at her clit with the point of my tongue… I knew she's close. She came with her eyes roll back for a moment, her body no longer contoured itself to me, it no longer cared about me pleasuring her, it was in a full throttle orgasm that was sending tremors through her entire body, raging her mind and making her chase the chemicals in her body with an animal-like ravenousness. Her thighs clamped tightly around my head as she leaned forward and grabbed my bikini, pulling the back of it up into my ass and and bared down, gritted her teeth and seethed as she tugged on it like a leash. She reeled her self forward and smothered me as she convulses driving and grinding her pussy against my mouth so hard it pushed my lips away and grinds against my teeth. She relaxes and the panties snapped forward from their strained position, and she jumped a little as her now sensitive spot its spanked by the returning fabric. She Sits up and laughs as I come up for air, wiping my mouth. she sighs and lets out a long descending "whoooooooo"
"atta boy, I think we've hit a stride here kiddo." she said as she took off her panties and hung them on my still erect cock.
"thats all for tonight…Let see if next time you can complete your assignment, like you just did me."
i had to break it up into two posts, it got too long