1. The Professor And The Admirer


    Date: 12/11/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: Poppet, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    light, unsure if I can handle anything heavier. I don't even know if he wants what I have in mind, but I sure hope he does. My core is brewing, a slow burn that is growing with each passing hour. After dinner, I have a long bath, it is as relaxing as the one from the day before. By the time it reaches ten of nine, I am dressed and leaving my room. I'm on the third floor, he is four floors above me. I find the nearest elevators, letting myself in, I slow my breathing, feeling the shafts lift me high. I watch the light flick to each floor as they pass, until I hear the ding, to announce I've reached my destination. The small hallway, that has two doors, one emergency exit and the room door, I knock softly on Professor Matthew's door. “One moment please,” his voice on the other side of the door says. I hear his footsteps slowly approaching, before he pulls open the door. “Ah, good evening Paisley, how are you? I'm happy you decided to come join me.” He moves enough to allow me to enter, but even then my arm brushes against him. He is in a pair of jeans, that fit loosely on his waist, wearing no shirt, allowing me to soak in his six pack, which I want to run my tongue over. I want to explore him, it nearly makes my mouth water. “I'm honored you want to spend time with me. All I was going to do is check out the club they have down the street.” “You wouldn't have gotten far, they're closed for remodeling. My manager told me this afternoon.” “Lucky me you want to spend time then, I ...
    suppose, huh?” I offer him a cheeky smile. “Indeed, but lucky me as well. But there is something I've wanted to do since last night.” Before I can ask him what that is, he pulls me into him, his lips full on mine, engulfing me with his lips and tongue. My own tongue quickly dipping into his, tasting him. A soft groan escapes his lips, his fingers tighter around me, with my hands pressed up against his bare chest. I reach up on my tippy toes, to allow the kiss to deepen, but Steven pulls us towards the couch. I straddle him, his hands wrap around me, removing my shirt, as he nuzzles his face between my breasts. The inhale of his breath tickles my flesh, sending electricity through me like a wild fire. His full lips kissing my chest, he is removing my bra, allowing it to drop, he cups my breasts. Swirling his tongue along each nipple, before biting them with his teeth. He does it hard enough to turn the tips bright pink. Each time he does, it feels like the intense feeling zooms right into my clit, which makes my pussy ache. Carefully, I mange to slip off my shoes, while he is doing this. I do it, without ruining the moment. I can feel his hardness pressed up against my sex. I pull him away from my breasts, by gripping his hair, so I can slip down onto my knees. Running my tongue along every curve and dip on his chest and stomach, I explore him. His warm skin tastes wonderful. His head is tipped back, stroking my hair, taking in the pleasure of being pleased. Working him out of ...
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