This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real persons or events is a coincidence. All of the characters are of age. A big thank you to Jessica, Holly and Beth
This is a Test
I pull into the driveway, kill the engine and sit for a moment. Tired from the day or meetings and bullshit. I loosen my tie grab my briefcase and head for the front door. I fumble for the keys, and crack the lock. As I open the door, you greet me. My jaw drops and develops into a grin, as I see you smiling back at me, with the innocent look of an angel.
I look you up and down from head to toe, starting with your black heels, to your white knee-highs, to your short, short plaid skirt, to your white blouse mostly unbuttoned exposing your black lace bra, and up your slender neck to your hair in perfect ponytails. You're holding a set of books, in your arms as you look at me.
You tell me, "I've been studying all afternoon, and I hope I wont fail the final"
Well, lets see what you've been studying I say, as I take your stack of books. You cross your arms behind your back and stand at attention as I peruse the titles. "They Joy of Sex" "Karma Sutra at home" "Oral for Two"
"I hope you paid special attention to the sections on fellatio." I say
"Of course Mr. Jones" you reply.
I walk into the living room and put down my briefcase. I sit down on the couch and you bring me a glass of scotch on the rocks. I kick off my shows and you sit down next to me.
"Do you want your test administered orally?" I ask.
You nod your head slowly. I slide my hand along your thick, flicking my fingers around the top of your thigh highs. Your legs are tense, but slightly parted. Your looking deep into my eyes, as if you were nervous as to what would happen next. I slide my hand further up your thigh and I feel your leg tremble. I stop and look at you, and I can see your lips barely parted, striving to hold your moaning in. I tell you to go wait for me in the classroom, and the test would start shortly.
You get up and walk out of the living room and up the stairs. As you climb the stairs, I can see you are not wearing anything under the skirt. I feel my bulge grow as I walk into the kitchen for a bite. I grab a sandwich; finish my drink and head upstairs. I walk into the bedroom, and your sitting on the bed. Against the headboard, surrounded by pillows.
I close the door behind me, and put down the pile of books I brought up. The lights are dimmed low. I take a seat on the sofa across from the bed and take a clipboard out from the pile of books.
"While I was eating, I jotted down a few key points that should be touched upon on the exam." I say. With the clipboard in my lap, I look into your eyes. "Your test begins now."
"You have 3 hours to complete all parts. You can refer to your notes at any time. However there are no questions allowed. Points will be given for attention to detail, and extreme skill. Points will be deducted for sloppy work and any portions missed. There are no multiple-choice sections. All parts of the test are situation based." I dictate.
You nod your head to let me know you understand.
Part 1. Seduction 101. 30 minutes.
I place the clipboard by my side and check my watch.
"It's your turn to show me all you know."
You crawl towards me on the bed on your hands and knees, sliding down off the bed feet first, legs slightly spread, to give me a sight of your glistening wet pussy. My bulge grows a little more, as you walk to me. Placing your hands on either side of me, and sitting down into my lap, your knees on either side of me. You slowly undo my tie pulling it out of my shirt. Slowly you wrap it around my eyes and tie it snugly behind my head. I feel your hands slide down my shoulders and slowly unbutton my shirt.
You continue down and unbuckle my pants and remove my belt. Your hands rub against my thighs you can feel my bulge. You circle it with your fingers and then continue up to remove my shirt and my undershirt. I am sitting there shirtless, my pants undone, and I can feel you grinding your hips into my bulge as you play with my hair.
I feel your lips against mine as you kiss me, soft at first, and deeper as your tongue slides into my mouth. I greet it and play back. You stop the kiss and sit up, your hips still grinding. I put my hands on your hips, but you stop me. And lead my hands away. You press them together and quickly slide the belt around them and lock them off.
I let out a sigh, as you slide off of me. Your hands on my chest, they continue down and grab at my pants, and slip them off me. Your hands wander up my calves and along my knees till you reach my thighs. They work slowly and deep massaging each part of my leg as you work up, till your hand is resting on my bulge. A little more teasing and then you stop.
I soon feel your breath on my thigh as you kiss up and up and up and over my bulge and down my other thigh, your tongue lingering the whole time. Before I know it, your sitting on me again, grinding into me, and you sink your lips into my neck, and begin to kiss and lick, and suck at my neck, and my chin, and my ear, and my neck again. Meanwhile your hips are doing a crazy dance atop my hard cock. My watch beeps, and you hop to your feet.