An Oak Desk and A Tiny Skirt - Sex Stories

An Oak Desk and A Tiny Skirt

... stated calmly, taking his time over his words. ‘You know you look rather cute in class with your hair in that messy bun with a pen in your mouth as you think to yourself.’ He smiled genuinely, in a manner that made her feel more at ease than this revelation perhaps would have. Katie smiled back, hoping that her face had not obviously flushed. ‘Well between you and me there are more than a couple of girls that have a bit of a thing for you, sir.’ He laughed jovially, throwing his arms up and clasping his hands behind his head. ‘I don’t think you’ve ever called me sir before’. ‘Well I could if you liked it...’ Katie replied, not taking her eyes off his. This was getting too much now. The subtle and nuanced atmosphere was rapidly dissipating. Katie felt herself on the brink, knew she should politely leave and thank him for his help and be done with it. But fuck it, if my housemates can have some fun so can I. ‘If I’m honest I do quite like it,’ he said, now not attempting to hide his gaze as he looked up and down her body for the first time. ‘That’s an interesting choice of skirt for an academic meeting’ he said, gesturing towards the tiny piece of plaid fabric. ‘Oh this?’ Katie said softly, now deciding she would give in to his mind games. ‘Do you like it?’ She stood up, her hips now level with his eyes, giving him a closer look at her pale, toned thighs. Without a word he lifted a hand and caressed up and down the inside of her thigh, feeling himself beginning to stiffen in ...

... his jeans as he realised that she was yielding to him. ‘Sir...’ Katie managed to whimper as another hand joined the first and started moving upwards from the back of her thighs towards her ass. ‘Are you going to be a good little girl for me?’ he said in a deep tone. ‘Yes sir, I want to be a good little slut for you.’ Katie could hardly believe the words that were coming out of her mouth, but she wasn’t about to complain. She had dated a handful of guys since coming to University but they were ultimately all too immature and inexperience to truly satisfy her, and if she was truthful she had always had a bit of a thing for older men. He smiled wryly to himself as he stood up to tower above her. He took her head in his hands, cupping her cheeks with his hands, 'Don’t worry little one, daddy will look after you.’ As her lips met his she believed him. She didn’t know what Sir was going to do with her, but she was ready to yield and do whatever he wanted. He took his lips away from hers and replaced it with his thumb which she began to lick and suck eagerly. ‘Oh yes daddy, I want you so badly, I’m already wet for you.’ While young, Katie was not totally inexperienced and knew what affect these words would have on him. He grabbed her by the shoulders and roughly pushed her so she was facing the desk before pulling up her tiny little skirt and exposing her taut, pale ass. He smiled as he saw she was wearing a thong, my god she really did want this, he thought to himself. The thrill of ...