An interview with her tutor - Chapter Two - Sex Stories

An interview with her tutor - Chapter Two

... tits.” Jay moved to the corner of the room and faced her tutor, as Rose moved to where she had been standing moments earlier. Jay lifted her hoody over her head and unclipped her flesh coloured bra, dropping it to the floor. Her nakedness in front of the two women made her shiver in delightful anticipation. “I think you can dispense with your clothes too, Rose. You won’t be needing them. Put them on the sofa and come back here. You may leave your heels on.” Rose stood in the centre of the large office and started to disrobe. She unbuttoned the front-buttoned dress and slid it off her shoulders, revealing her ample breasts contained within a lacy bra. The purple net of the bra revealed as much as it hid. Her large pink nipples were stark against her milky skin and clearly evident through it’s sheer material. She reached behind her back with both hands and undid the fastening. Then shrugged her shoulders forward, releasing it and allowing it to fall. She caught it, turned slightly and dropped it onto her dress on the sofa. She then walked back to her position by the desk and once more opened her legs pushing her hips forward, presenting herself for inspection. Jay noticed how she unknowingly emulated, her own earlier actions. “Yes, Rose. That appears to be satisfactory,” said the tutor. Claire rolled her chair forward and put her face close to Rose’s sex, studying the piercing minutely. She grasped the lock with her fingertips and gave it a little tug. Rose’s hips jerked ...

... forward, her face a mixed mask of pain and pleasure. “Ohhh, Ma’am. That hurts sooo good,” She tilted her head back, her eyes closed, enjoying the feeling. Ms Hosty leant further forward and took the lock in her mouth and started to suck. Rose put her left hand on the desktop and steadied herself, as her legs appeared to buckle. She thrust her sex hard against the tutor’s face and surrendered herself to the intimate feel of her mistress’s mouth. Her hands moved up to her breasts and squeezed and massaged the beautiful white orbs. Her nipples emerged. They filled with blood and grew, until they were fully three-quarters of an inch long. Her areolas took on a darker hue and became a rich dark pink. Jay’s hands moved of their own volition. Her left hand to her right breast, while the right slid down her tummy until her fingers disappeared between her swollen lips. She used her forefinger to probe deep inside her vagina. The sight of the two lesbians was almost too much to endure and she felt the clenching of her kegel muscles deep inside her, signalling an impending orgasm. Her fore-finger was joined by her middle finger, as she became more and more excited. Her arousal was her give-away, The rapid movement of her arm, was spotted by her tutor’s peripheral vision. Claire lifted her face away from Rose’s cleft and snapped at Jay. “I told you not to touch yourself you dirty little slut, put your hands by your sides. Now!” Jay complied immediately, a sense of guilt and dread as the ...