Quick Recap of main characters:
Jason (Main character) 18 years old
Eva (sister, long blond hair. bright blue eyes. Cup B)
Mom (42. older version of sister, they look very much alike)
Stacy (neighbor, brown hair below shoulders, brown eyes. interesting job)
Teacher (no name yet, for now called Miss. in this part its revealed her name is…)
As soon as I got home I realized the rest of the house was empty. Which was something I didn’t mind for now since I just wanted to get some rest before I left tonight to meet my teacher. Although when I got the invitation I was excited, the closer our meeting got the more nervous I seemed to get. I wasn’t exactly sure why since I already got quite a bit of experience from the other girls. but somehow this felt different. Then suddenly I remembered a bit of psychology I read somewhere. It was something like the more dominant people are in their field of work, the more submissive they like to be in the bedroom. Since I had plenty of time left I went to my room to research this a bit more.
After about an hour of looking at peoples theories on this matter I decided to give it a try tonight, which made me remember something else. I didn’t know where to go yet. I grabbed my phone and texted the number my teacher gave me this morning. My first idea was to just send a simple message and ask for the address for tonight. but then the whole submissive thing popped into my head and I wondered if I should start with that right now. I started typing: “hey kitten, in what house can I use your holes tonight.” As soon as I pressed send I started to regret my idea, maybe I should have started off more mild. I could see her coming online and reading my message. She went offline for a few minutes before responding. In the meantime I could only think about how I ruined it… boy was I wrong in thinking that. I had already put my phone away when I got 2 messages in quick succession. I grabbed my phone and to my surprise she had answered. First message: “Willow street 142, 9PM”. second message: a picture of her in the school bathroom with her back towards the mirror, lifting up her skirt and pulling aside her panties. Revealing a butt plug.
I replied, “have you been wearing that all day?
her response, “yes, sir”
“good girl”
I received another picture, this time it was from the front and not through a mirror. Just a picture of her panties, but it looked like they weren’t exactly dry anymore. I replied, “no changing of clothes until tonight”. All I got back was another, “yes, sir”. I looked up her address on google maps, it was only a 10 minute walk to her house. 9PM, right now it was almost 7. I guess time for dinner, I wonder if anyone else is home yet? Unfortunately it was still just me. Mom appeared to still be at work, and after a quick message to my sister she told me she was staying at a friend’s house tonight and that she had to work through some stuff. I had no idea what she meant but my idea to ask her about it faded in a few minutes as I started to think about food. Since I was alone for the evening I decided to just order some food and watch some TV. After telling the delivery girl I would think about calling her, since without my asking she gave me her number, I sat down and finally had dinner. This was the first time since my birthday where my mind didn’t jump instantly to sex but I could just sit down and watch a movie. Hermione Granger and the prisoner of Azkaban was on. I always considered Emma Watson to be one of the most attractive girls out there. I wondered if she would be on Stacy’s list. After finishing my food and the movie getting near its end I checked the time. 8:45. It was time to leave the house and meet my teacher.
It was a nice short 10 minute walk to her house. Halfway my phone went off, “let me know when you are close, I will leave the door open for you. just walk straight in.” I responded saying I would be there in about 5 minutes. As I walked up to her house I noticed her door was slightly open. All her windows were closed and the blinds were shut. So I wasn’t able to see inside the house. It made me curious, what does a house belonging to a teacher look like from the inside. I guess I was about to find out. I walked inside and closed the front door. The hallway looked very generic, just a small straight hallway with the stairs on the left and a closed door in front of me that I assumed would lead to the living room. I heard some soft music coming from the door in front of me, along with what looked like some flickering lights through the window above the door. almost like the entire room was lit by only candles. I opened the door and was met with the exact opposite of what I expected to be the living room of a teacher.
To be honest I expected something very boring, almost a generic IKEA living room with a couch, a TV and mostly bookcases filled with boring books about her favorite subject (which was maths, yuck). but instead I walked straight into a room that would have made Christian Gray jealous. there were sex toys spread all through the room, from different whips to chains to multiple types of vibrators and dildos. in the corner in front of me to the left there was a sort of swing, which I could imagine tying someone up in. I was guessing if someone was in there they wouldn’t really be able to move a lot by themselves. in the corner to my right was something that looked more like the kind of cross they used in Roman times, except with this one the person was held up by ropes instead of what the romans used to do, I think I much preferred this method. directly to my right was a couch, but even the couch was different from what I was expecting, it had multiple points above the headrest with sort of steel bars vertically attached to the wall behind. there was a pair of handcuffs on the couch, it seems like they have been used quite a bit. like I had suspected before I walked in here the entire room was lit up by a bunch of candles spread throughout. The only weird thing was that some of them had wax on the base of the candle itself. almost like someone had held them sideways to let the wax drip off at times.
in between me and the couch was another door, I guessed it would lead to the kitchen. I heard some noise inside of the kitchen so I figured she was still in there. very slowly I opened the door to see what she was doing. she was standing behind the counter doing something, I couldn’t clearly see what, but I could see she was still wearing the same skirt from this morning. her top was now gone though, and I could see her standing there in just her bra. She had also put on a pair of pantyhose, which means she did not listen to me when I told her to keep the exact same clothes. Was she testing me with this? I had read about people that were submissive, sometimes testing their partner because they wanted to be punished. I closed the door again while thinking about how to best approach the situation. maybe I could grab her as soon as she came through the door. but that could be risky since I don’t know what she is doing in there. I decided to wait on the couch for a bit, but it didn’t seem like she was coming out of the kitchen soon.
Then I got a new idea. without trying to be quiet I walked into the kitchen. she however didn’t seem to care and kept on working behind the counter, I still had no idea what she was doing. but I decided to be firm and dominant. since it had work through messaging, I hoped it would also work here. After taking a second to get the confidence I needed to sound like I knew what I was doing, I walked up right behind her and grabbed her waist. she seemed to be expecting this since she didn’t even flinch. “drop it”, I said when I saw she was just cutting some vegetables. why she was doing that at this hour I will never know. she dropped what she was holding and rested her arms to her side. I turned her around and looked her straight in the eyes. “don’t make me come get you next time, wait for me in the hall whenever I stop by.” I wanted to test her response to this, if she got angry I would know that the dominant thing wouldn’t work but it appeared I was right before coming here. she nodded and said, “yes, sir. I am sorry.” I grabbed her hand and took her with me to the cross in the right corner of the room. by the look on her face she didn’t mind. In fact, she didn’t even seem surprised. The only emotion I could get from her face was more something that looked like intrigue with a small hint of temptation. I didn’t even have to say anything or she got in the right position for me to tie her up.
It took me a second to figure out how it worked but within a few minutes she was tied up to the cross in her room, unable to move. I was able to do anything I wanted. I decided to take it slow and sat down on the couch. when suddenly I realized something, “what is your real name”. She looked at me for a second. “Evelyn, or Eve for short.” “Well Eve, do you know why I tied you up?” She looked at me and shook her head. I got up and walked towards her, “well, you see.” I started caressing her face. “I told you this afternoon to keep your clothes the exact same.” I moved my hand down towards her breasts. “But it appears that you ignored this and changed some parts anyway”. Gently I went further down with my hands. “since I didn’t remember you wearing a pantyhose”. I moved my hand below her skirt and could feel her panties being dry. “and these seem to be a bit too dry.” I could see a small smile form on her face. “Yes, I’m sorry. I just had to change when I got home”. I pushed up more against her. I could feel her legs move, she wasn’t shaking but she couldn’t fully keep still either. As I was pressed against her I moved further to reach behind her and unclasp her bra. I could feel her warm breath in my neck as I unhooked the back. I did not instantly move back, instead I caressed her back for a bit as I kissed her neck.
After a few seconds I moved back, her bra now loose but still staying put on her breasts. I grabbed her bra and dropped it on the floor. Her left nipple was pierced. I wondered if she had more piercings. Then to my left I spotted a nipple clamp on her coffee table. I grabbed it and put it on her right nipple. She inhaled sharply but otherwise didn’t react. her breasts were the perfect size, they fit beautifully in my hands. As I put on the nipple clamp her head fell forward a bit and some of her hair got in her face. I moved her hair back and grabbed it behind her head. Slowly pulling her head back to give me the perfect angle to put my tongue down her throat. I kept kissing her as I moved my free hand below her skirt again. This time I could feel her panties were not fully dry anymore. I moved my fingers up and down, caressing her through the fiber between my fingers and her body. As our tongues were still dancing together I could feel her breaths get shorter and quicker. I moved my hand inside her panties now and continued the same motion, now without anything keeping me from feeling her directly. Her pussy was so soft, warm and wet at the same time. I almost couldn’t keep myself from fucking here right now. And by almost I mean I couldn’t.
I release myself from her and got fully undressed. I lowered her skirt but kept her panties up, I just moved those to the side. I had to get a bit of a weird angle to be able to penetrate her for the first time. But as soon as I got it right, I could stand up properly again which meant I couldn’t resist resuming the party our tongues were having moments ago. I started moving but everything that happened so far got me so horny I couldn’t pace myself properly. Luckily enough it wasn’t the first fuck of the day so I did have some stamina available for her. But not the amount I would have wanted. Within about a minute I could feel myself getting ready to finish. What didn’t help was that I felt she was getting there asswell. She was now fully moaning inside my mouth, some noise actually escaping. Her moans were so sexy and loud, I would be surprised if the neighbors hadn’t heard. Her body had started to tremble and her legs started to shake. With her arms still spread wide attached to the cross. I removed myself from kissing her and I couldn’t keep it in anymore. I grunted a few times as I thrusted harder than I had ever done before inside of her. her moans were now nearly screams, but this was all pleasure. as soon as I could feel myself getting ready. I grabbed her face and held it right against mine. She looked me right in my eyes as she said, “give it to me, give it AHHH ”. that did it, as she said that I came inside of her. I could feel myself shooting so much even I would be surprised if she wasn’t pregnant. Right as I finished inside of her, I could feel her finishing too. I could feel my dick getting squeezed even harder, like her entire body was screaming for my seed.
As soon as I was empty I moved back and sat down on her couch. Her head slumped forwards as I could hear her trying to catch her breath. Realizing her arms must be dead by now I unbound her arms from the cross and carried her to the couch. We both sat down but she almost instantly fell against me, resting her head on my shoulder. After a few minutes she seemed to get her strength back as she sat up and looked at me. She was now talking without the soft and sweet voice she had when I first got here. she seemed more serious now, “that was a lot better than I expected from you”. “thanks I guess? ” was all I could say, still slightly surprised by the change of her tone. “Just a shame for you that you forgot”, she got up as she said this and walked over to get her skirt again. I looked confused at her but as soon as I looked down I remembered. “you said we could do anal”. She looked at me as she put her skirt back on. “Like you said I never took it out, but unfortunately for you I can only take one orgasm per day. since I can remember I have always had a very strong reaction to orgasms, and it is too much to get multiple a day.” I could tell from before that she did in fact have a very strong reaction, a lot stronger than I was used to from other women. I would have to wait to use the other toys and her ass. But tonight was a good start. This was the best first meeting I could have asked for. “So we can do this again another time?” “not with that attitude.” She still wanted me to be dominant.
I got up from the couch, not responding to her yet. I grabbed my phone from my pants that were still on the floor. I walked up to her and grabbed her by the throat. her face half shocked, half excited. “It might have sounded like it, but it wasn’t a question. I will send you a message when I next have time to stop by. Next time wait for me in the hall in just lingerie. If you ignore my request again there will be more than one orgasm.” She looked at me with intrigue and excitement, she nodded. I held up my phone and took a picture of her face. I released her throat and took a few steps back. I took another picture of her entire front and said “turn around”. She didn’t question it and turned around. After I took another picture this time from her back I grabbed my clothes and started to get dressed again. “See you in school tomorrow miss” was the last thing I said before I left. I sent the pictures to Stacy to see what she would think about her. If she looked at her I could just order Eve to go there and let Stacy do whatever she wanted. I had already decided that the first contact I would try to get, if Stacy had it at least, was Emma Watson.
As I was walking home I saw my mom’s car out front. I checked my phone again and saw that it was about 9:15. My trip to Evelyn’s house had felt like minutes but apparently I had been gone for over an hour. As I walked in the house I felt pretty tired already but since I had only fucked my teacher for about a minute, I could go for a quick blowjob before bed. Unfortunately my sister still wasn’t home, she was still at her friends house and staying the night, I had no choice but to just go to bed. Now was not the time to try something with Mom. As I got in bed I grabbed my phone and looked at the pictures again. They were actually very hot. I decided to use the picture of Eve’s backside as my lock screen and the picture of with my hand around her throat as my homescreen. I wanted to get a new one of my sister in lingerie for my home screen but this would do for now. I got a reply from Stacy,
Stacy: “very interesting, a little older than I was looking for but I want to give it a try. when can she come by?”
Me: “I will have to see, when would you have time to let her come by?”
Stacy: “any day after 8 PM”
Me: “I will see what I can do, I will let you know”
Stacy: IMAGE. She had sent me a picture of her winking, but in the background was a mirror, apparently she was already naked. Her body looked a lot better than I thought it would, it seemed she had an amazing ass.
Me: “wow, maybe I will have to stop by myself first.”
Stacy: “first send her, then we will see X”
I still don’t know why she wants to meet with them, but whatever. As long as I can get some of it too, I don’t really care. For now it’s time for bed, tomorrow my first lesson is with Eve. Which should be very interesting.
I imagined life couldn’t get any better, but how little I knew of the things that were still to come.
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