Teacher/Student

Jackie dressed smartly and a little tartly for her private class with David. The first stage was to have a long, hot, sensuous shower. She turned on the tap full-power of her shower unit and basked in the pleasure of the hot iron rods of steamy water cleansing her naked body. From the side of the unit Jackie scooped up a tab of peach-scented soap and began to lather herself luxuriously. She glided the slippery square over all areas of her body - smiling as the white, foamy lather bubbles built up. Her two greatest pleasure zones she left until last. Jackie's tits and cunt were by far the most erogenous areas of herself and it invariably gave her intense pleasure to lather and touch herself in these parts. Whenever she was having a shower with her lover they always sought and found huge fun in soaping and lathering each other in their most erotic places. And whilst doing it with an able and willing partner was enormously satisfying, sometimes having the privacy of being able to do whatever one pleased in one's own company rendered different but equally powerful lustful delights.

The soap bar glided over Jackie's full, pert breasts. She used her hands to augment the lather, and as she did so Jackie could not help but squeeze each breast and pinch the attached nipple. Oooooh - what a delight! As the warming sensation glowed all through her body Jackie took the right nipple between thumb and index finger and pinched it until it gave her a sharp needle of pain. Pain mixed with delicious pleasure. Oh, my God did this feel good!! She pressed again, this time with the left nipple. As she did so she felt a distinct, stirring of juices in her loins. Her cunt began to tremble and quiver and she could no longer ignore her most loyal friend. Her cunt was as precious to her as water is to a camel in the desert.

The two of them enjoyed a bond of affection that only another women could really fully understand. But now was not the time to psychoanalyze such things. Her cunt was crying out for attention and she was not going to deny what it wanted. The hot shower water continued to pour down on her. She turned the cold tap half way around to get an ever-stronger jet of water. Jackie loved the sensation of her dark, flowing hair becoming drenched. She had visions of Singing in the Rain. Jackie peered down to see her pussy on full display. With the soap bar in her right hand she began to work up a white frothy lather around her pussy. As she did so her fingers could not help but touch the inner labia of her cunt walls. Now there was no holding back. Jackie glided the soap into her hole. My Lord, oh My Lord did it feel good to be doing whatever she wanted with the bar.

She moved the peach-scented (now mildly cunt scented) soap in and out of her hole four / five times in quick succession. Then she abandoned the soap, flicking it out of the cubicle so that she did not slip on it. Now it was just her, her pussy and her fingers left at the party. As she thought about the private "lesson" that she was going to have with David this drove her to ever-higher feelings of sexuality. She knew that right here and right now she had to come - she had to climax for if she didn't she would not be able to walk in a straight line. Her cunt would cramp up and her body would cease to function. As the knowledge that she would very soon cum became known to her, Jackie's little clitoris stood to attention, like a miniature penis. But it seemed to be less demanding, and more in time with her body than any man's comparable organ. Whilst her clitoris cried out to be stroked and fingered it did not bully the owner into giving attention like a man's cock often appeared to and it did not turn her into an asshole. Hers was nice little Miss Clitty. Saying "Ooooooh, Jackie stroke me please - touch me!!. I want it. I know you want it and we can be so good together." Jackie was not one to ignore or turn away from such a request. In fact the girl positively embraced Miss Clit.

She was such a little darling and she certainly deserved all the attention she was craving right now. God, God, My God, Oh my Fucking God was she feeling horny and now Jackie knew that she had to get out of the shower and frig herself off on the bed. God yes - yes - yes - yes - yes - and YES!! Once more Jackie felt her throat go dry and her legs weaken as she thought about the soft warm bed awaiting. It was a mere ten-meter walk away and the knowledge that nothing could now stop her from cuuuuuming was both liberating and knee-trembling.

She climbed out from the shower unit, dried herself well, being quite careful not to touch her pussy or tits prematurely and then padded into the bedroom. Jackie lay down on the bed and spread her legs wide. Swiftly she inserted two fingers in her wet hole and began to skillfully frig herself off. God it felt good.

Sometimes she needed a man to fuck her good and hard but at other times all she needed was her fingers or a dildo. This time was going to be quick. She drove the fingers in hard, wanting to climax as fast as possible. She wondered idly what her record was for cumming; certainly less than 30 seconds. She experienced a mild orgasm with her fingers - the cunt juice slipping through her fingers and into her fingernails. Then Jackie decided that she needed to use her dildo. She opened the drawer, took the monster in hand and rammed it hard inside her. Once, twice, three, four times she quickly fucked herself until she came - lying exhausted on the covers with her cunt wide open - feeling exhausted but fully sexually satisfied.

She rested for ten minutes and then thought about what clothes she would be putting on for the meeting with the delicious David. Now - what should she wear???? Jackie dressed with loving care. She went to her wardrobes and laid out on the bed all of the gear that she would be wearing on this special occasion.

Today was the first face to face meeting with David. They had talked often enough over the weeks on the MSN Messenger system, each conversation resulting in both girl and boy becoming heavily aroused.

This month David was attending a teaching conference in Canberra and had arranged with his beloved Jackie for this S and M session. Some of the things that the two chat buddies would be doing had been discussed openly; others were left to innuendo - making it all that much more delicious, delectable and delightful. Make no mistake, today was going to be a day when Jackie would be fulfilling her wildest fantasies - an occasion when she would cum as often as she chose to. Jackie had always been from a young teenager one "horny little bitch", and sex had always been a major part of her life. But at times she had felt that events and people were holding her back, restricting her true feelings and desires. Since she had found David on- line there were no half-ways, no maybes and what ifs. David was as sensual and sexual creature as her, and his new ideas and imagination's never failed to make her moist in pussy, never failed to cause her clitoris to peak to an erection. Oh, God just the mere sight of the blue icon flashing up on the computer screen caused her pussy to respond. It twitched and vibrated of its own accord and as she typed the instant messages Jackie could not help but play with her most private part of her body - AND IT ALWAYS FELT SO GOOD!

As these thoughts washed over, Jackie noticed with a degree of alarm that she was now touching her exposed pussy. David's image had done it again!! Her first two fingers had gravitated towards her cunt and she was frigging herself off. She realized now that she needed to pleasure herself before she put on her special gear. Her mind considered what prop she needed to take her to orgasm. That's it! She would put on THE video. These moving images never failed to make her hot - never failed to bring her to a shattering climax. She bent down to retrieve the cassette from the mahogany cabinet, imagining David was right behind her. Wriggled her ass. God, OMG would it not be good if he was here right now, with his prick up and running ready to insert the motherfucker in her juicy love hole. More than anything now she desired him to prod her from behind and fuck her like an animal on the sheepskin rug. She refocused, inserted the cassette in the machine and fast-forwarded the action to the black guy standing over the bed, hands on hips looking down at the bitch on heat. How she loved this sequence.

Although, Jackie was far from being a lesbian - she had never had sex with a person of the same sex and had little desire to - this woman gave her tingles in her pussy. The girl was so desirable - she seemed out of place in a porno movie. Usually they were skanks and tarts but this chick had a ring of class to her. Large, pert, NATURAL breasts, long, curly flowing blonde hair, taut body and a fuckable butt. The black man and "Julie" were making out - kissing and caressing. As she watched the action on the screen, Jackie's cunt rippled and itched. Shit - she had forgotten to bring her vibrator into the lounge. She stood up and padded to her bedroom, retrieved the monster for the inevitable climax of this sex-scene. When she returned the black guy was fucking the chick up the ass. She was no doubt enjoying it. Jackie slid her vibrator easily into her pussy and fucked herself like she had never done before. Mixed images of her forthcoming meeting with David, the black cock, the pert, swinging tits, the best shag she had ever had in her life (in a hotel room five years ago) and the vibe pleasuring her NOW all merged to give her one humungous orgasmic delight.

When she came it was like the banks of a major river breaking - she had never seen so much pussy juice flowing from one vagina before. Perhaps with a skill like this she could get a starring role in the next major porno movie. She chuckled at the thought of the director hiring her for the female cum shot. As the cameras rolled Jackie would climax over the stud, almost drenching him in love juice. There would be no need for computer graphics, double takes or other trickery. "Cut! That's a rap!! OK Jackie that was good. Get that man a beach towel and give Jackie a thousand-dollar bonus, guys!!" Yes, certainly the stuff of (wet) dreams. Jackie lay exhausted on the carpet. She rewound the cassette for the next time and tidied up around her. Jackie always prided herself on being a neat and tidy housewife.

Now she had to focus on the job in hand as time was running out and she would hate to be rushed in dressing up. The first item of "clothing" Jackie slipped on was her favorite black and white leather garter belt and suspenders. They had little gold studs all the way down and she loved the sensation of leather on skin. She then hooked the garter belt to a pair of silver stockings. She had no need for a pair of panties or even a G-string. No, today she was going to "freebase" And it was so appropriate. Let's face it - this meeting would result in her pussy being the starring role and as she looked down the garter belt and suspenders were framing this most precious, desirable thing. She compared her pussy to being the Mona Lisa and the leather straps of her underwear the picture frame. Next, Jackie put on a half- cut bra. "Half-cut" she giggled to herself. "Does this mean the bra is half drunk?" Color of the bra matched her leather garter belt - black and white zebra-in-the-jungle stripes. Her titties were engorged and the nipples on the ends of these mammories were at their most sensitive now. She was afraid to touch them for if she did, she might very well come there and then and the whole cycle would begin once more.

Jackie stood proud in front of the mirror and examined herself. Oh, Lordy, if she were Tom Cruise or Brad Pitt she would fuck herself without delay. Lock the door and cancel the milk! Jackie walked over to the bed and picked up her leather dress. It was short - barely above the bum-line, and in fact if she had not regularly shaved her twat one could easily see cunt hairs peeking out. That was short!! Now she was almost ready. Jackie put on her stilettos, made a few quick adjustments to her hair and sauntered out the door into the blinding sunshine. She would be meeting David in less than an hour from now!!! David was looking forward with gusto to today's "meeting" with the sensuous Jackie. He did not know a great deal about her, but what he did know he liked. She was Australian. She had lovely breasts (JAC had sent him a picture), she had creamy thighs (ditto) and she liked to wear lacy G-strings of every color of the rainbow, her favorite being black. This was more than enough knowledge for him to be attracted to her. He was also more than aware than Jackie was immensely attracted to him. Like a magnet to iron filings these two fuck-bunnies would bond. David strode out of the shower and wrapped a huge, white fluffy towel around his waist. He smoothed back his dark hair and stared at himself in the hotel mirror. He had a good body, quite muscular. His penis was long and smooth and his balls hung down loosely - today they were brimming with cum.

David was a disciplined character and for the past seven days (count them - 168 hours) he had refrained from sex and masturbating. His whole groin was now aching, needing to fuck something. The weak-willed part of him wanted to fuck the strumpy little chambermaid who had come to make up his room the other day, or the Kiwi cocktail waitress downstairs. The strong part of him was disciplined enough to know the right thing to do was to save every last drop of his semen for Jackie. She deserved no less! And she would purrrrrr with appreciation. David dried himself quickly and selected his clothes from the wardrobe. It had already been decided that he was to be the slave - the naughty student and Jackie was to be the dominatrix teacher. He had not done such a role play in real life before, just in his imagination and the pictures forming in his mind made his heartbeat jump to 144 beats per minute (he had always loved ER!).

He put on a gold and silver, jewel-encrusted G-string. This was a gift presented to him by the 23-year old hostess of a designer Japanese fuck-club. Two years ago he had been lucky enough to be invited to this exclusive Tokyo night spot and after more than twelve hours of licking, sucking, fingering and fucking nearly all of the under-nineteen table waitresses (all Japanese) had been honorably presented with a certificate for "BEST FOREIGN FUCK" and hand-stitched G-string. Three times previously he had worn this garment - it was reserved for special occasions and today was by any definition of the word, "special". David loved the smallness of the garment, the way it clung to his cock and balls and the way the back went up the crack of his ass. He knew he had a cute ass (a few ladies had complimented him so) and he liked to feel the freshness of G on bum. Over the G he donned black, leather trousers. Bought in Korea and hand-made so that the cut accentuated his privates.

When in the mood David would wear these to the supermarket, get hard watching horny housewives ogling his package. On more than one occasion he had hooked up with a horny, needful housewife in the fruit and veg section, been invited back to her pad and used the delicacies on her. One Indian woman (married, cute, pert breasts and a shaggy fanny) had kept him busy all day putting the entire contents (one by one) of the vegetable section inside her. The pumpkin was by far the best - his pictures given a Gold Star recommendation in the end-of-year edition of Hustler, together with a personal message from Mr. Flynt, (probably written by one of his secretaries, but still nice to hang on the wall).

A VEG FOR A VAG was the screaming headline. Over his upper torso David donned a tight, nipple-hugging Hard Rock T-shirt. He had pierced nipples and he wore the gold rings with pride. He slipped on his leather boots and strolled outside the hotel, closing the door behind him gently.

As he alighted from the lift Jackie was waiting for him in all her finest. She was sitting in one of the comfortable chairs in the lobby, left leg crossed over right. A small group of businessmen were chatting, discussing her. She knew that the dress she was wearing was outrageously short and provocative and it made her cunt twitch all the more knowing these horny fuckers wanted to poke her but had no hope of doing so.

Today it was going to be David and nothing else or nobody else would suffice. The comments from the suits got steadily louder - deliberately wanting to make her hear their ribald remarks. She caught parts of sentences like "Fucking goer ... like to poke that ... horny little slut and bitch on heat." Right now she was all of these AND MORE. And it was all going to be served on a solid silver platter to David. And here he was now coming out of the elevator.

When she set eyes on David she wanted to lick his cock and balls right there in front of everyone - the suited assholes, throngs of badly-dressed American tourists, old, soon-to- be-retired concierge, pimply youthful porter, 40-year-old Phillipino maid dusting the tables, gay waiter with a blond quiff. Everyone!

Jackie desired to present herself to David, expose her cunt and even before he had time to say "ooooh ... ahhhhh wooooooaaaaah!" suck his cock, nibble his balls and stick a finger up his ass until he exploded on her face.... but she didn't. She reined in her lustful desires and sat as serenely as she could before smiling at him and saying, "Hi there!" David melted the instant he saw Jackie.

She was hot!! More than hot. She was sizzling, white heat. The choice of dress was stunning. The choice of no undies was a brainwave. How did he know she was freebasing? Because he could whiff cunt juices from five meters away. No wonder the suited business assholes were acting like dogs in hell - this woman in front of him was on fire - and it was his job to douse the flames.

She was the raging inferno and he was the fireman. He had a hose and he was not afraid to use it. They kissed. His tongue intertwined with hers and her tongue intertwined with his. Her lips were soft and welcoming. Her cheeks were peachy and right then he wanted to feel her tits, stroke her fanny and fuck her. But at the same time David (and JAC) knew that today they were in for the long haul. They made their way to the elevators, just round the corner from a row of healthy, well - watered cheese plants and stepped into the elevator together. "I can smell your cunt!" David said simply. He wanted to see if he could shock her. "And do you like the smell of cunt?" she asked. Jackie had deliberately used the "C" word to show David that he could not shock her so easily. She had always called a spade a spade and likewise a cunt a cunt.

The lift was passing through the floors of the Marriott smoothly. "Yes, I do," David croaked. She had him on the ropes; she knew it. David's voice was cracking up, losing his self- control. "Have you ever smelled a CUNT like mine before?" Jackie asked. S - I - L - E - N - C - E "Is it a sweet-smelling one?" she persisted. "Uh," was his only response. Mercilessly Jackie continued the inquisition, pleasuring in his discomfort. "Would you like to see it, smell it close up, touch it, finger it, poke it, fuck it, bad boy?" she asked "YES. " "Well, I don't know if I shall let you." "Please," David whined. The lift passed the 20th floor. "And why should I let someone like you even see it" she asked heartlessly. He did not answer. "Answer me, you FUCK!" she suddenly snapped. "Nobody gets to speak about my pussy without paying it the greatest respect! What can you give my lady???" "I will worship it, revere it and treasure it," David replied in desperation. God he hoped he was saying the right things. He was floating, not really knowing where this conversation was going. "What - the - fuck - are - you - talking - about?" Jackie slowly enunciated. She continued in the same aggressive vein, "My pussy does not need that. It needs to be treated roughly, poked, prodded and fucked like it has never been before!! Are you up to such a task?" "I think so," David hedged. PING!! Arrival at the penthouse floor. "Well, we shall see, shan't we?" Jackie teased.

She then kissed him tenderly on the cheek and strode out of the elevator box, wriggling her ass as she went. David followed Jackie and shuffled into the Suite 101. As he closed the door, his mouth was dry and his cock was wet. Jackie and David had already decided over Messenger that his was to be a mistress and slave session. Up to this point the two lovebirds had experimented with all manner of role-plays - quick fucks, long, slow romantic fucks, mutual masturbation, strangulation, fucking each other up the ass, costumes, teacher-student role-plays. On more than one occasion Jackie had dressed up for David as he had requested and then he had slowly, sensuously stripped her over the net and fucked her. He had made her cum loudly and without mercy.

On MSN there was no shortage of geeks desperately wanting cyber sex and Jackie had tried it with a few others but no one had excited her and made her cum like David. It always seemed like they were second-guessing each other as they masturbated and typed the horny messages to each other. The words that David used were poetic - soft and sweet were it was necessary and hard and dirty as the two of them reached a crashing crescendo. Usually within minutes of chatting with David over MSN Jackie began to feel warm and needy all over her body and she was like putty in his hands. Jackie loved the sensation of masturbating herself to orgasm. No one had ever done it as well as her and David seemed to know what turned her on. David likewise had told her on many occasions that she was the best cyber buddy he had ever been with and this was true.

Each session seemed to yield more love, more fun, more eroticism. Each session seemed to yield more pussy juice. She never knew that her pussy could oooze so much love juice - a revelation that was mind-blowing.

Last week Jackie and David had enjoyed an amazing MSN session. It had been agreed that Jackie put on a tiny weeny, itsy-bitsy pink G-string. Nothing else. Jacky's breasts were exposed and David led her through the private pleasure of touching all parts of her body. Jackie had begun by touching and fondling both titties, stomach, thighs and cunt. The pussy juices had flowed and soaked into the G-string. Naughtily, David had instructed Jackie to keep on the small item of underwear as she masturbated. And then when the session was at an end she was to send it to him in England. Jackie still remembers when David asked her for the pink G. It was right in the middle of one of their regular mind-blowing sessions. Jackie was standing next to the computer, her clothes roughly distributed all around her. She was wearing only the G and she had a dildo pushing in and out of her love-hole. Just as she thought David could not send her to any higher levels of wanting he posted his request. For three seconds J could not respond. Her heart beat zoooooooomed up. Oh My God - what a fantastic idea! The idea that David would like to hold and to smell a pair of her stained, wet G-string turned her on like she had never been turned on before.

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