I held my part of the deal. Mrs. K. surely has been convincing. After that first round of personal tutoring, she completely ignored me and may have been more distant than she ordinary was. I worked my ass off and the last test of the year got back two weeks later. I smiled from one ear to the other : a straight A! I caught Mrs K.’s eyes but she seemed to look right through me. I smiled a little but she didn’t show the slightest interest in me. I swallowed my disappointement ; did she fooled me? Oh well… My senior year was nearly saved and I had the opportunity to frolic with a gorgeous woman. Ain’t too shabby. I was ready to leave the classroom when she called after me.
– This came for you, she said giving me an official-looking envelope bearing the college’s logo.
She left without another look. I opened the envelope and found a single piece of paper with an adress and what looked like a room number followed by “9 p.m.”. My heart started to beat a little faster. Of course. No late class today, we could get caught here. Risky is exciting, suicidal is just plain stupid.
I followed her instructions and arrived at a nice hotel out of town, right on time, freshly showered and dressed sharp, in a suit and tie. I went straight for the room she mentioned in her note and knocked on the door. She let me in without a word. She had a glass of red wine in her hand, courtesy of the room service. The place was nice, with carpeted floor and warm tones. She had put on some light music. She was dressed more or less like she did at work, just a tad bit sexier. Her skirt was a few inches shorter, her heels a little higher and her shirt definitely tighter. She was a busty woman and her buttons looked like they were about to pop out in my face. Her hair was tied in a sophisticated bun. She lean against the little desk, arms crossed and took a sip of wine.
– I thought we would be more confortable here. I’m treating myself to a nice spa this weekend. How do you like the place?
– It’s great, definitely better than our classroom.
– You dressed up accordingly, as I can see. I like the suit.
– Thanks…
She snapped her fingers.
– Take it off.
– Like…now?
She sighed.
– I was thinking more next week but I’m only here for the night. Yes, now, dumbass.
I blushed from my own stupidity. I started to undo my tie as she took another sip.
– Easy. No need to rush it.
She walked around me as my clothes went slowly off. There was a large mirror on the wall allowing me to see us both.
– Looks like my tutoring gave good results. Congratulations. But you still got finals to pass, and I am far from done teaching you.
I was now completely naked and semi hard. Standing behind me and looking at us in the mirror, she brushed her fingers on my chest, going lower before stopping and going back up. Her voice went down to a near whisper in my ear. She gave me chills.
– I’ll show you that I am a woman of my word. That should motivate you enough to pass this year. But you still have tests to pass with me first.
She softly wrapped her hand around my dick and started to work her magic, slowly but very firmly. In a matter of seconds, I was rock hard.
– Last time, you were not allowed to touch. You earned this right. But I still tell you what you can and can’t do.
She stopped and came to face me, untying her hair and shaking her head a little to let them down.
– You showed me how capable you were with your tongue. Let’s see what your hands can do. Take my clothes off.
My fingers found the first button of her shirt and like a gift unwrapping, she started to reveal herself to me. Her chest was magnified by the lingerie, her breasts big and round slowly unraveling as I opened one button after the other. I came closer for a kiss but she put a finger on my lips.
– Uh-uh. I didn’t say you could. Focus on what you’re doing.
Her shirt was now completely opened and fell on the carpet. My hands brushed past her breasts, went down around her waist, then on her ass.
– Careful. Don’t grope like a virgin teenager. Take your time.
I slowly unzipped her skirt and pulled it up, revealing a black lace thong and thigh high stockings. I resisted the animal urge to grab her ass and tear off her underwear. Don’t grope like a virgin. I kneeled down, kissed her stomach and pulled her skirt down around her ankles. I kissed her inner thighs and breathed in deeply. She still had that sweet, intoxicating scent. Her thong was already a little wet. I got up, laying soft kisses on her stomach and waist and finally her chest. My mouth went a little higher and I softly kissed her neck. She seemed to enjoyed it but gently pushed me away and shook her head. I unhooked her bra with minimal struggling and took it off . She kept staring at me with intensity when my hands found her breasts. I fondled them with great care and lightly moved my thumbs around her erected nipples. She kept a straight face but her breath grew heavier. Her skin was silk smooth but goosebumps were showing. I moved my hands on her hips, then her back, playing with my nails and drawing the outline of her thong. My hands were now fully on her ass, my lips a few inches from hers, a raging hard on between us. Her eyes were locked into mine.
– Come on, she said.
She wrapped her hand around my dick and draw me to the bed. She crawled on the white sheets, stirring like a cat and looking at me over her shoulders.
– Take my thong off.
I obliged and she turned on her back, stirring again, arms over her head, before putting her high-heeled shoe on my chest. No words were needed. I took her stilettos off, then her stockings. She rolled on her stomach, feet crossed like a young girl on her bed.
– Grab that lotion on the nightstand.
Again, no more instructions needed. I warmed the lotion in my hands and started rubbing her shoulders, making my way down on her back then her butt and legs, covering her whole body.
– You’re doing pretty well. Another thing you learned with your ex?
– Yes.
– That girl is really missing out on something.
I couldn’t hold down a smirk. She rolled on her back, her arms still up. I poured lotion straight on her chest and she shivered. My hands went to work again. I must admit I took a little advantage of the situation and spent a fair share of my time massaging her boobs. She didn’t seem displeased about it. I finished rubbing the last bit of a toe and started using my tongue on her feet, as she liked it.
– Is that all you can do with those fingers? she said, her eyes closed.
I let the said fingers answer that question. They crawled back up her leg and found their way between her thighs. She was already pretty wet. My index found her clit and I started to rub softly, while my mouth kept making its way up to her breasts. My tongue swirled around her hardened nipple and my finger’s speed and pressure increased. She moaned deeply when my finger entered her, as I was now sucking avidly on her tits and going from smooth moves to straight up fingerfucking. She was wiggling under me now, a thin veil of sweat covering her skin, breathing hard and moaning louder. Then it came. Or, rather, she came. It rushed like a wave and I felt her pussy clench around my finger as she gripped and clawed my hair, still sucking the life out of her tits. She finally pushed me away.
– Get up. Go stand there.
I obeyed and stood in front of the bed. Watching her pant, spread on the sheets, covered in sweat with reddened cheeks was kind of a turn on in itself. She finally regained composure and came out of the bed, retrieving her glasses from the nighstand. The way she walked, completely naked, looking straight into my eyes, her hair a little messy, her cheeks rosy, her whole body glowing made me harder. She stopped a few inches from my face and took me in her hand.
– Well, you certainly worked hard. I can say I’m pretty much satisfied.
She came closer, her lips nearly touching mine.
– Now, as I told you, I’m a woman of my word, she whispered.
She made us move a little to position ourselves in front of the mirror, put her glasses back on and slowly crouched in front of me, her mouth running down my chest. Her hand closed softly around my raging boner and she sniffed my cock all over, still looking straight at me over her glasses. That last detail was a nice touch. She gave it little pecks then slowly licked it from bottom to top. She played that game for a good while, keeping me hard with a slow but firm hand and working her tongue all along, tickling and swirling around my shaft. I tried to keep my cool but my breath went heavier and heavier. Her look over her glasses was driving me crazy.
Then she rested both her hands on my waist and I gasped when she took me slowly in her mouth, her eyes still unmoving. She worked her way a few inches at the time, going back before taking me a little more in. The sight of her naked backside in the mirror, her head bobbing between my legs was terribly exciting. She took her time and sped up the pace bit by bit, working subtly with her tongue and hands, brushing, scratching and pumping. Her sucking went gradually wild and sloppy, full of wet sounds and little moans showing that she was clearly enjoying this. She let go of me.
– Go lie down.
She joined me on the bed after picking up her stockings. She pulled my hands over my head and tied me up firmly to the bedpost befor picking up my tie on the floor. She wrapped the soft piece of cloth around my still hard dick and played a little before covering my eyes with it.
– Let’s see how you enjoy this, she whispered in my ear.
Completely blind, I felt her move around, hovering over me, and I detected a strong, sweet scent as I felt her lips closing on my cock again. I understood she was 69-ing me just before her pussy met my mouth. I ate her out with passion while she deepthroated me, using her hand expertly, moaning with her mouth full. My face was soaked and I lost sense of time. After what felt like forever, she climbed down and tore the tie off my eyes. She grabbed me by the chin while firmly jerking me off with her other hand.
– How do you like it?
– Jesus…
– He ain’t here tonight, believe me. So?
– You didn’t lie.
– Meaning?
– No one ever sucked my cock like that.
She smiled and I saw a twinkle in her eye.
– And I ain’t even finished with you yet. Now tell me. Did your ex give good head?
– Pretty good, yes.
– That good?
– Maybe not…
– Maybe? I need to be sure. Did that bitch suck your dick as good as I do?
– Oh no, she didn’t.
– Do you want to cum?
– Yes…
– That’s not the proper way to ask something. Do you want me to make you cum?
– Yes, please.
– That’s not up to you to decide. Are you gonna beg?
I scoffed. Her hand was still at work.
– Make me.
She slapped me, grabbed my hair and her hand moved harder and faster.
– I said : are you gonna beg?
– Yes…
– I’m listening.
– Please, make me cum.
– Again.
– Mrs K., will you make me cum, pretty please?
She tried to keep a straight face but I could see her trying not to laugh.
– God, you got a big mouth, she said stuffing the tie in my mouth.
Her hand slowed down and she put a peck on my nose.
– Enjoy this. You earned it.
She crouched in front of me, ass up, glasses on the tip of her nose, her eyes riveted to mine and took me in her mouth again. She sucked, tickled, and twisted in a way that drove me completely crazy. Her tongue woked marvels. I was moaning loudly under the gag and felt a fire starting to burn inside me. She felt it too because she groaned, moved her hand a little faster, applied a little more pressure and sucked me harder until I exploded in her mouth. Her hand stopped moving but she kept on sucking like she was finishing a cocktail through a straw, cupping my balls and letting out an appreciative sound. I saw stars, my toes curled and I think I was about to black out when she finally released me. She gently licked my dick, not leaving a single drop of cum lost, and crawled over me to put the gag out of my mouth.
– So? Did I honor my part of the deal?
– Good Lord, I think you honored several deals at once there.
– You’re right. I think I deserve some payback.
Without another word, she firmly grabbed my hair and straddled my face. She expressed her pleasure loudly, wiggling over my mouth as I ate her out like she was my last meal. I licked and sucked on her clit until she finally came and let out a scream that must have been heard on the whole floor. She caught her breath, kneeled down besides and gave me two small taps on the cheek.
– Good boy.
She untied me and went for the bathroom. I watch her ass roll beautifully.
– I’m gonna take a shower. You can see yourself out. I’ll see you for your finals.
– And then?
She stopped and threw me a look over her shoulder.
– Then, it’s up to how well you do. We’ll see if you get what you deserve.
I heard the water running and put my clothes back on. It was a vague promise but deserving my utmost attention. She proved it to me : she was a woman of her word.
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