Damn, she muttered
When she heard the door bell
Who can it be at this hour
When she was half way
Through her self-indulgence
She hurriedly kept her vibrator
Spruced up
And addressed the door bell
Ahh, it was her student
But why has he come
At this hour, she wondered
She invited him inside
And offered him water
He related his distress
As the boards were nearer
Calmly, she listened to his angst
While holding his hands
And assuaged his fried nerves
It was getting late
As he was leaving
He unexpectedly requested for a hug
She was obviously startled
But gave in
It was supposed to be a friendly hug
But it lingered
Her nipples asserted their presence
While a bulge formed between their crevice
Abashed, of their response
To such pious bond
They both pulled away from each other
Heaving and perspiring...
But it was a solitary look
A wordless moment between them
That shattered their defences
She dragged him by the collar
And hungrily kissed his depths
He tried to kiss her back
But she was ravenous
As if she was waiting for this moment
They literally floated to her inner chamber
While peeling off, their layers
There He was
So petite, to her essence
She knew it won't be seconds
Before he turns flaccid
She took his tumescence
And guided him to her abyss
She didn't feel him
For she had become the sinuous goddess
He was struck and wasted
With her prowess
I am not yet done, my boy
Saying so, she took out the vibrator
And inserted it,
In her core
While offering her breasts
To his virtuous lips...
That night
With upcoming exams in sight
She taught him,
Right!
©LR
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