Chapter Summary: Emily describes another encounter with Professor Atkins, Donna asks to borrow Jim, Carol asks for help and other hijinks...
The only new business at the HOA meeting the following week was a maintenance issue with the path through the woods. Erosion was changing the route the golf course runoff was taking and it was affecting the running path in the woods. A contract had been let for relocation of a bridge across the drainage ditch. The county permitting office said a permit was required but refused to issue one. Carol said she wanted to talk with Jim about the issue to see if he knew someone who could help. Carol and Kris agreed on an evening for her to come over.
The CLFC meeting following the HOA was just a social, there being no business to address. Kris took the opportunity to ask Emily about the other Professor Atkins story she had mentioned.
"Oh yes, I've been dying to tell you. Thinking about it gets me so hot. Telling you the other part got me thinking about it again.
Jack and I married shortly after graduation. About 5 years later I was back at Uni for a seminar and ran into Professor Atkins. She invited me to her home that evening for a private conversation. I agreed, providing I was not the only one talking. She grinned at that and said nothing would please her more.
Then she said 'By the way, you never did tell me why it was so important that boy got the lower grade.'
I told her it was a secret but maybe she could tease it out of me. She said I would be begging to tell. At that we agreed on 7:00 and I again showed up dressed to impress.
Once inside we had a nice kiss but soon we were in her bedroom and I was face first in her pussy. After two orgasms she said it was her turn and she quickly had me stripped and enjoying her attention to my nipples. She climbed up my body, was kissing me and rubbing my nipples, when she surprised me by climbing up and pinning me with her knees on my shoulders. She cuffed my wrists and clipped the cuffs to the bed posts and said she has fantasized about doing this for years. Grabbing one leg at a time she cuffed and secured them to the lower bed posts. I was at her mercy and in for the ride of my life.
She put clamps on my nipples, not tight or uncomfortable but with a wire that carried an electric current she could control. She knew exactly what setting to use to provide constant stimulation without causing pain. After turning it on she just sat back and watched with a glass of wine. The stimulation was incredible and soon my pussy was leaking without even being touched.
She finished her wine and said 'Nice and wet I see, wet enough for this,' and produced a 7" dildo and slipped it in.
It had a vibrator built in with a remote that she turned on low. Without touching me she could take me to the brink of orgasm and back down, which she did repeatedly over the next hour. 30 minutes in I was begging and pleading for her to let me finish.
She would just smile and say 'Maybe later, it's too soon yet, right now it's time for another conversation.'
She was ready for my tongue again and sat on my face. I was so horny I licked her in frenzy until she had all she wanted and climbed off. I thought now she would let me cum, but no.
With her tongue, she flicked my clit one time and said 'tell me about that young man, why the B?'
I realized then that I was getting exactly what I had asked for, to have it teased out of me. When I didn't respond right away she tongue flicked my clit again, just one time, and watched me squirm. One more flick and I was going crazy. I promised to tell if she would just let me cum.
She said 'Afterwards, maybe, afterwards I might. You'll tell me anything I want to know won't you dear, if I let you cum afterwards,' and flicked me again.
Yes, yes, I panted.
She warned me, 'Then spill it or I'll do this for a few more hours.'
I told her about the bet, how I made him my pussy slave. She asked where he was now. I told her we were married.
She asked "Why him?'
I told her he was kind and cute and has a very long tongue. She asked about his dick and I told her it was average at best.
Then she wanted to know "What is so special that he does with his tongue?'
After he cums in me he sticks that long tongue in my pussy and licks it out, and he eats my ass.
She loved that, a man outsmarted, eating pussy and ass on command, and licking up his own cum. Not that she wanted it, it was just the idea she loved. She flicked my clit again and it brought tears of frustration to my eyes.
She asked 'What about all our weekly private conversations. What did you think of that?'
I told her it was inconvenient at times but giving her an orgasm was fun.
She grinned and said 'I want to know how many times you missed on purpose to owe a two for one?
I told her I lost count, which was true.
She said 'You minx, I suspected,' and flicked me again.
I screamed in frustration and asked; 'What else do I have to do, anything, please make me cum.'
'Ah, total capitulation, that's what I wanted. Now it's time for me to hold up my end of the conversation.'
She pulled out the vibrating dildo and replaced it with her fingers. She knew exactly where to find my g spot and began slowly stroking. A stroke with the fingers, a flick of the tongue on my clit. Then she licked up all the wetness from my pussy lips and sharing it with a kiss. Back again to stroking, then a quick lick. The woman did me until I was mindlessly thrashing on the bed.
Then it was 'OK my dear, time to keep my promise and take you to heaven,' and she did just that. The orgasm crashed over me again and again. I screamed myself hoarse, squirted all over, and passed out for several minutes.
When I came to she had taken off the nipple clamps and cuffs and was sitting by the bed drinking wine again.
She said 'I knew you would be fun. I've put my number in your phone. Call if you would like to have another conversation.
I had never had an orgasm so intense and have not had one like that that since. Over the next few days I was actually considering a long term lesbian relationship with her, my love for Jack is what stopped me.
Many of the Clover Lane women like to swap teams on occasion, and some are quite skilled, but this woman had been practicing on women since her early teen years. She has had a steady supply of college age women to play with, and has developed teasing and pleasing into a fine art."
"Damn girl, that is hot. Did you ever go back?"
"I never did, I wanted to but I didn't dare. It was just sex, not love. What I really wanted was a lifelong loving relationship with a man, and Jack is that man. A few weeks later I called and told her I would not be calling again and why, and thanked her for the experience. In hindsight it was the right choice; having taken Jack from a pussy slave to a complete submissive slut has just made it so much better."
