"I know why Mrs. Garza keeps calling you Mandy," my friend Emma informed me as we walked together across the quad to the cafeteria following Spanish class.
"Why?" I asked. Mrs. Garza is our Spanish professor, and she's constantly referred to me as 'Mandy,' despite that NOT being my name. It's not even close! It's been a source of amusement to both Emma & myself.
Hello, and by the way, my actual name is Kenzi Kittle, and I'm a college freshman at State University. And yes, as the title implies, I also have a lesbian sugar mama named Mrs. Morgenstern, who loves me and takes excellent care of me. She's the one who arranged for me to get my scholarship, she then gave me a free place to stay here, she's bought me lots of cute clothes, and she regularly fucks me pretty much everytime she visits. It's an excellent arrangement!
My friend Emma is a cute little red-haired girl with beautiful translucent pale skin and a trim little figure, especially noticeable when she's wearing her tight blue jeans, which she had on as we walked together across campus. Like me, she's also a college freshman, and she's also aware of my having an older lesbian lover.
"I found a sketchbook in Mrs. Garza's study by an artist named Yeagle," Emma explained. "He draws this pretty girl named Mandy who looks exactly like you!"
"And what were you doing in Mrs. Garza's study?"
"Don't you know?" she responded. "I thought I told you. I'm living at her place now!"
Oh yeah, that's right. When Emma had first arrived at State for freshmen orientation, she'd opted not to live in the freshmen dorms, and instead found a cute little bungalow that was a bit pricey. It was owned by Mrs. Garza, our Spanish professor, who had apparently taken a liking to the pretty red-head, offering her a discount that Emma still couldn't afford, but signed the lease anyway. And after she was unable to pay her rent for the second straight month, Mrs. Garza then offered to move the girl into a room at her own house, with Emma agreeing to work as a maid to pay her lodgings. On the surface it sounded like a good deal.
Emma invited me to join her after school to see her new place for myself, and I'd agreed to go along. Mrs. Garza's house was just off campus. It was large and had plenty of rooms for the professor and her pretty pupil. Emma's room was on the first floor behind the kitchen. I'm guessing that it was originally built to be the domestic servant's quarters. Anyway, my friend was expected to vacuum & wash dishes, which all sounded perfectly acceptable until I learned that Mrs. Garza occasionally had Emma doing her chores while wearing ONLY her bra & panties!
"That's ridiculous," I told my friend. "Why would she insist upon such a thing?"
"I don't know," Emma responded, somewhat glumly. "But she says I look better the less I have on."
"Maybe so," I continued. "But that still doesn't get her house cleaned any faster or better!"
Emma agreed, but didn't want to talk about it anymore. It was also clear that there was nothing either one of us could do about it at this time. All I could do was promise to talk to Mrs. Morgenstern about Emma's situation when she arrived later that same evening. Emma thanked me for my concern.
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Mrs. Morgenstern visited me almost every weekend, arriving promptly at seven o'clock on Friday evening. She expected me to be bathed, perfumed, and waiting for her, completely nude, when I answered the door to her condo where I lived during the school year. Tonight was no exception.
"Hello, beautiful," she happily exclaimed as I opened the door. She entered, closed the door, and then kissed me passionately on my lips, before then holding me at arm's length to inspect my body, licking her lips while doing so. "Turn around," she ordered, "and let me look at that gorgeous ass!"
Of course, I was more that happy to be intimately inspected by her, as I understood the pleasure that viewing my naked body gave to her. It's strange, but I could actually feel her eyes devouring my pert little derriere. Seconds later, she was kneeling down immediately behind me, her hands grabbing my hips. I felt her hot breath on my behind just a half-second before feeling her lips. She hungrily kissed my rump as I then bent over slightly to provide her with better access.
"Mmmmm," she murmured aloud, between kisses. "I've missed this delicious butt of yours so much!"
She then arose back to her feet, turned me around, and began kissing me everywhere, on my lips, face, neck, shoulders, & breasts while I submissively stood perfectly still. But don't get me wrong - I was also LOVING it!
"And I've missed you," I whispered. "Are you going to take me to bed now?"
"There's no hurry," she laughed. "I'm here now, and we've got the entire weekend to ourselves."
We then sauntered together into the living room, her right hand possessively cupping my naked ass as we slowly made our way towards the comfortable sofa. She then sat down and pulled me down onto her lap, still softly kissing me everywhere while her hands fondled, squeezed, & caressed my compliant nude body. This continued for quite some time without either one of us saying a word.
"I think I want to see you down on your hands and knees and crawling to the bedroom," she suddenly suggested, with an evil leer in her voice. "And I want you moving both slowly and seductively!"
Seductively? How does one crawl seductively? Actually, I knew exactly what she wanted. Mrs. Morgenstern liked it when I submissively wiggled my little butt as I slowly crawled across the carpeted floor for her viewing pleasure. This gave her pleasure. So I dutifully arched my back to better show-off my ass, and even purred like a kitten as I glanced back at her over my shoulder, my eyelids half-closed. She smiled back at me hungrily.
I then began slowly crawling towards the bedroom, obediently offering my body for her loving caresses which always came when I pleased her. SLAP! Oh yeah, she also enjoyed occasionally spanking my ass when I was in this position. I whimpered as if in pain, which was hardly the case! Sure, it stung a little, but we both enjoyed it!
By the time I'd reached the bed, she'd already grabbed her strap-on from where she kept it in her luggage, and had also removed some of her own clothing as she simultaneously affixed the strap-on around her abdomen. Rarely did Mrs. Morgenstern get naked when engaging in sex with me, insisting that she preferred it when I alone was completely nude. She said it added to the dominant/submissive dynamic we two had going together, adding to the reality of her being over thirty-years my senior. It just felt so much more natural when I was nude while she remained fully-clothed.
"You belong to me, remember?" she had once informed me. "And I'm always going to want you completely naked when I fuck you." She'd then added: "There's really no reason why I should remove my clothing, as well."
She gently helped me up onto the bed, covering my naked rump and the back of my thighs with kisses as I then positioned myself face down & ass up, just the way she liked it. Her hands glided softly across my butt, massaging my skin where her lips had been just seconds before.
"I do so love this gorgeous body of yours," she observed, before proceeding to then carefully mount me from behind with her strap-on gently rubbing itself against my already moistened pussy. "Are you ready, my beautiful slavegirl?"
