Dio sighed as she walked along the college corridor. She was wearing a black t-shirt with the Rolling Stones logo on it, and an obscenely short red and black tartan skirt with black high heeled boots. Her hair, the same shade of bright red as her skirt, hung in curls around her 32C breasts. The thick black fake eyelashes on her deep brown eyes topped off the "slutty rock chick" look she had down to an art. She was not looking forward to this Psychology class. There was a report she should have handed in weeks ago, and she had still not started. She knew it was her own fault, but she was getting sick of hearing Evangeline, her teacher, talking about it.
As soon as she walked into the room, Evangeline approached her. "Ah, Dionysia," she said with one raised eyebrow. "Still no sign of your report. They get picked up tomorrow to be marked, and as you know it counts as part of your final mark.Unless you have it with you now, I can't send it in time.. What a shame."
Dio looked down on her teacher. Evangeline was small, around 5'1, while Dio was 5'6 and even taller in her boots. Their eyes met. Evangeline was a very attractive woman for 52, with a voluptuous plus-sized figure and thick, jet black hair to her shoulders. Dio looked meaningfully into her dark green eyes. "Please, Evangeline, I'll do ANYTHING.. just please let me hand it to you tomorrow. I promise I will."
Evangeline narrowed her eyes. "Sit down, Dionysia. I'll speak to you after class."
Dio sat down and smiled to herself. Evangeline hadn't said no, that had to be a good sign. Although she couldn't be bothered doing the assignment, she didn't want to fail Psych.
After class, Dio stayed seated as everyone else left. After the last student had left, Evangeline closed and locked the door. For a few seconds she just stood at the door and stared at the crimson-haired, olive skinned 18 year old beauty looking up at her with pleading eyes. "So," she said,looking back into Dio's eyes and placing one hand on her shoulder. "You say you'd do anything?"
Dio felt herself getting wet. She was bisexual and had always fantasized about doing wild and erotic things to Evangeline. She scolded herself silently, telling herself not to be silly, that Evangeline was a married woman and that of course she didn't mean anything sexual. "Yes, Evangeline," she replied, unable to remove the quiver from her voice, "anything."
Evangeline stepped back. "Stand up, Dionysia." she told the girl. Dio stood up and Evangeline openly appreciated her long, tanned legs with her eyes before running her hand up the inside of Dio's thigh. "Wow.." she breathed. "You're so wet! Do you want me, Dionysia?"
Dio nodded in disbelief as Evangeline pulled her panties down until they reached her knees. "Sit on the table," the teacher instructed. Dio did what she was told and sat on her desk, and her teacher pulled her leopard print thong off. "If you want me to give you extra time for your report, you do what I tell you, alright?" she asked. Dio could not answer, and only nodded.
Evangeline moved her head between Dio's open legs and kissed from her knee, where her slutty boot ended, up her thigh. Dio breathed heavily, anticipating her soft lips on her shaved pussy. Suddenly the teacher dived into her, burying her face completely in her crotch and licking furiously, making Dio yelp and moan until she grabbed Evangeline's hair, pushed her face hard into her wet little pussy and came.