#bllhft

“Omigod, Professor. Yes, yes, oh, fuck, your hands feel so good.”

“You’re going to be my good girl, today, aren’t you, Amber?”

“Yes, ma’am, anything you want, I promise.”

“Good. On your knees, now. Take off my panties and show me what that tongue can do. Then, I’m going to have a lot more fun with these tits of yours. Some serious fun.”

At State U, Kasey was Millicent’s star student in more ways than one. They both felt the mutual spark from day one of the semester. And for mid-semester break, Kasey had accepted Millicent’s invitation to get away to Millicent’s beach house for the week.

They didn’t see much of the beach. Kasey was most interested in ensuring she took every opportunity to be pleasuring her favorite professor. Long, sensual tonguing sessions were prevalent.

After Millicent’s latest journey between Millicent's legs, Kasey moved up to share Millicent's taste with her, which was always a highlight for Millicent. She loved knowing how much Kasey loved going down on her.

"That was wonderful, as usual, dear."

"It was wonderful for me, too, I promise."

"How wonderful would a nice ride on my strappy be?"

"Mmm, yes, please. You know just what I need, don't you?"

"I must say, Delilah, it was such a pleasant surprise to receive that nice card from you at graduation. And I'm really glad you included your phone number."

"I'm so glad, Ms. Preston. I just had to let you know how I felt about you before summer started and then I left for college. I hope it wasn't too forward. Especially what I said about your breasts."

"Not at all, dear. I appreciate your directness. And, truth be told, I must admit that I've felts similarly about your very feminine attributes. In fact, I believe we should free both our breasts right now. I'm sure they're going to feel very nice rubbing against each other."

"Mmm, I'd like that a lot I think."

"Good girl. After we've done that for a bit, I believe our mouths will want to take full advantage of them being out. What do you think about that?"

“I'd love that, for sure. Can I share one of my fantasies about us with you?"

"You go right ahead, please."

"Well, I often picture myself on my back. You are hovering over me with your mouth on my breasts and you feeding me your breasts. And while we lick and suck and nibble, I'm playing with my pussy so you can watch. TMI?"

"Goodness, no, Delilah, just the right amount of 'I", ha. I think we can make that fantasy come true this afternoon. And then I'll share some of my fantasies about you. Deal?"

At State U, was it risky for Professor Donna Jacobs to welcome start student Stephanie into her bedroom? Certainly. But the way Stephanie was getting after it, well, it was definitely worth it.

Stephanie was definitely an eager young thing in the sack. While she had been with girls her own age before, being able to sex up her hot professor was a huge thrill. She had already been feasting heavily on Donna's ample boobs, and soon enough, when Donna pushed her lower, Stephanie was going to relish another tasty treat.

At State U, Professor Jeannine Pardot didn't start things with student Melanie Ryan. No, it was Melanie who was the primary instigator, with her short dresses, braless tops and light flirting.

At the end of the semester, Jeannine decided it was time to call Melanie's bluff. But when she did, she made it clear that it was going to be her in charge of the goings-on, not Melanie.

"Mmm, you like being handled a little roughly, don't you Melanie?"

"God, yes, professor. I love feeling your hands on me like this."

"How about these cute little titties? Do they like the same kind of attention?"

Jeannine reached up and pinched Melanie's nipple hard.

"Ohh, fuck. Professor!"

"You do like it. Good. You're going to be fun. Now, I'm going to lie down on my back and you're going to lick my pussy, and lick it good, understand?"

"Yes, ma'am, I understand."

"Good. Then, we're going to get out my biggest strap-on and I'm going to fuck you until you beg me to stop. And then I'm going to fuck you some more. Got it?"

"OMG, yes. I can't wait to go down on you. Or to take your strappy. You are my kind of woman, for sure."

Talk about well kept secrets. History teacher Val Ament's and Vice Principal Jane Brent's love affair was a doozy.

As the women got to know each other and learned how much they had in common, it eventually became safe to share perhaps their biggest commonality--their love for other women. Once they had that out in the open between themselves, it was a natural progression last summer for them to start sharing much more private common likes and desires with each other.

It also helped that Val leaned a little sub and Jane a little domme. Tonight would be no exception. In Val's bedroom, Val was preparing to lie back and invite Jane to mount her face. It was a favorite position for both women.

By the time Jane came, Val’s face would be a sloppy mess. Just how she liked it. She wa la always proud when she got Jane off; hearing Jane’s moans and grunts always turned her on so much.

Val would also be happy to be on the receiving end of Jane’s strapon. Jane was an expert, and she was also good at making Val cum while fucking her.

Afterwards, they would lie in each other’s arms and relive the past hour while kissing, cuddling and rubbing. It might lead to round two or just to two lovers falling asleep in each other’s arms.

“I’m so glad you reached out, Ms. Abbott. The number of times I rubbed myself raw thinking about you these past years, jeez…”

“I think you can call me Rebecca now, Kyleigh. I’m no longer your guidance counselor. And we are naked and all. So, when you rubbed, what were you thinking about?”

“Oh, wow, so many different things. Me going down on you; you going down on me; us 69’ing. It mostly involved a lot of pussy eating, ha.”

"I always assumed you got more than your share of that from your fellow female students.”

“Well, yes, of course. Half the girls on the volleyball team were at least a little bi. But, well, older women really do it for me, too, I have to say.”

“And have you been with any older women?”

“Yes, I have. But no one from school. A few friends’ moms. One of my mom’s friends. But not to get all gushy, you have always been my ideal. Gorgeous, smart, powerful. A rocking body. I’m so happy to be here.”

"And I'm certainly happy as well. Now, you understand who's in charge of our encounters, correct?"

"Oh, def, Rebecca. Like I said, I love how you project power. I'm here to follow your lead, I promise."

"Very good. For starters, I'd love to see how you like to 'rub yourself raw'. That's a sexy vision in my head already. After you cum for me, we'll check out your pussy eating skills. And then, well, I'll decide what's next. Lie back, open your legs, and rub for me."

At State U, Professor Janet Wells had lost count of how many of her female students wanted to get naked for her. For better grades, for the taboo aspects of it, or just because of the attraction a girl had for her, Janet didn’t care. She just loved much younger pussy.

Today’s first-time visitor to Janet’s bedroom was Erin Callaghan, a lovely redhead. The kind of girl Janet knew would pretty much do what Janet told her. Today, Janet was going to tell Erin to jill for her while she watched and masturbated herself.

Erin was a bit uncomfortable at this request, but she removed her panties and began doing as told. Janet's calm, confident encouragement soon had Erin rubbing aggressively for her. And enjoying it, surely.

When it was time, Janet moved to the bed. With Erin on her back, Janet nestled herself over Erin's face.

"OK, honey, time to really show me why you want to be here.”

Erin smiled up at Janet.

"Yes, ma'am. Gladly."

Erin pulled Janet down and went to town. Janet rode her tongue, hard, and Erin just kept giving her more attention. By the time Janet climaxed, Erin's face was soaked. As Janet slid back down Erin's body, Erin was breathing just as hard as Janet was. Janet kissed and licked Erin's gleaming face. Erin was obviously proud of her accomplishment.

“That’s my girl. That was an A+ performance.”

“Thank you, Professor. I wanted you to be happy with my work. Although I don’t consider it work, ha.”

“I know you don’t, Erin. And when we’re together like this, you call me Janet. Now, why don’t you go back to rubbing yourself? I want to watch you cum for me.”

“Yes, Janet; whatever you say.”