This story was written for a special reader in hopes she likes it. I have re-written the story because I was not happy with the first version. Please send any comments or suggestions to me, as it is nice to hear from readers. I am fairly new at erotic writing and your comments are appreciated.
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CHAPTER ONE
Susan was a teacher at Randall College and she was highly respected for her teaching talents. She was 34 and had married her long time boyfriend. She was totally devoted to her job and carried out all her duties in a very professional manner. Susan always dressed conservatively, not drawing any attention to her slender, womanly body, which seemed to be more easily aroused as she got older.
Of late, Susan had turned to masturbating to satisfy her sexual needs. These needs seemed to be increasing in intensity and were happening way more often than she cared to admit. Much too busy at work, she didn't seem to be able to find time to relax with Jay, her husband. Their sex life was very conservative and every time Jay wanted to experiment or try something new, Susan would refuse saying it was too weird. Thinking about it, Susan realized the new things Jay suggested actually turned her on. He mentioned anal intercourse, lesbian sex and even swinging with strangers but Susan flatly turned him down even though his erotic fantasies filled her with an excited desire.
Her parents instilled old fashion ideals in Susan, which she was very grateful for. All through her younger years, she didn't believe in sexual activity with any man without loving him first. This meant many nights of frustration and she inevitably turned to self-gratification for her fulfillment all through her teenage years. A girlfriend in university, Sally, had given her an electric vibrator and Susan used it for earth-shattering orgasms on many occasions.
Lately, Susan found herself fantasizing about one or two of her students and that filled her with guilt. She would never do anything with a student but those erotic thoughts were coming much more often than in previous years. One of her students, an exchange student named Kaz, was from Russia and his rough demeanor seemed to intimidate Susan like no person had before. A lot of what Kaz said to her had definite sexual connotations.
Somehow, Kaz had gotten her email address and phone number, which made Susan feel a little uncomfortable. Twice he had phoned her and although the conversations had started out light and friendly, they soon turned to sex talk. Susan had told him to stop but eventually she felt strange, erotic twinges deep inside. She did not get completely carried away but did say a few things that she regretted. 'Oh what does he think of me,' Susan wondered, as she let her guard down on more than one occasion.
Kaz smiled when he hung up the phone after talking to Susan the last time. 'Yes! She was hot,' he decided. The professional manner in which she dressed and her saintly demeanor made her appear even sexier to him. Kaz thought of devious ways to conquer his beautiful teacher and relished the conquest of getting into her pants. He understood women and knew how to take liberties with almost any woman he met. The crude, intimidating manners he displayed seemed to work on most women and Kaz played the dominating role to perfection.
'Yes,' Kaz deduced, 'Her guard is breaking down and I'll fuck my sweet professor before the semester is over. Susan commanded his complete attention and his evil plan of seducing her was working. It was time to attack. Kaz phoned Susan again and like in all his earlier calls, he worked the conversation to a discussion about sex. The young man smiled with satisfaction when Susan finally relented and told him how horny she felt.
Kaz's next command took Susan by surprise. "Feel your small breasts... feel them for me," he whispered in a stern, strict tone. She had to agree that her boobs were relatively small but she dressed in a manner to make them appear that way. On the rare occasions when she wore a pushup bra and showed some cleavage, most men would agree that her 34B's were indeed very appealing. One fact that Susan tried to keep very secret from prying eyes was that she had large, sensitive nipples.
Why her hands followed the student's orders was a complete mystery to Susan. Her fingers surrounded her breasts and gently fondled them as if her hands belonged to a secret admirer. She uttered a low moan when Kaz told her to roll the hard nipples between her fingers. For some profound reason, she complied with his instructions sending a tremor through her suddenly aroused body.
"Now I want you to describe your tits for me," he said hearing a shocked gasp from his beautiful teacher.
It was the first time in her life that Susan walked the balance beam of erotic bliss. She felt totally invigorated and uninhibited hearing his strong, manly voice and she spoke before reason entered her aroused mind. "They are... are small but firm. Oh gawd... my nipples... they're so, so, so," she whispered stopping before revealing the whole truth.
Susan described her perky tits and Kaz felt his hardon throb with anticipation. True they were not the biggest tits but they were perfectly shaped making them very seductive, he thought. Kaz remembered the odd occasion when Susan wore a shear bra and how her outstanding nipples were visible through the thin material. Some women had nipples that when erect, showed through clothing no matter what they wore.
Suddenly Susan got the urge to reveal a secret to the young man. She confessed to him that her nipples were overly sensitive and her fingers were pinching the hard buds making them throb like crazy. Her head seemed to be swimming with more lust than she thought was possible. His voice sounded too controlling to resist and her tummy rumbled with his every word.
Kaz told her how hard his cock was and the phone lines got hotter, as Susan experienced real phone sex for the first time. "I have my cock out of my pants and it is throbbing as I think of you. My fingers are around the hard, thick shaft and now I am moving my hand up and down," he said into the handset. "It feels so good to pump my hand up and down the shaft and it is jerking in my fist," he told her.
Susan blushed even though she was alone and wondered what his cock looked like. His description filled her mind with images of a gorgeous, long cock and she felt her stomach flutter while thinking about it. Her vivid fantasy of touching the pulsating cock and feeling it burn her tender flesh, made her temperature rise to unbearable levels. Her breathing actually started to come in short, rapid breaths and she closed her eyes watching the erotic images on the dark side of her eyelids.
Kaz pumped his cock and told Susan to put her hand in her panties. "Slide your fingers down your flat tummy and into your panties," he ordered. "What does your bush look like?" he asked and waited for Susan's response. The silence was deafening and she didn't want to answer his prying question.
"Susan," he said, "I asked you a question and I want an answer!" he demanded. Reluctantly, she whispered, "It is quite small and the hair is trimmed on the sides so it won't show when I wear a bikini." Her response took all the courage in the world and everything she had. Susan blushed a bright red and she could not believe what she told her student.
"Now I want your fingers to roam through the hair and caress your flesh above your cunt," he told her. When he said that word, Susan's breath caught and she couldn't believe the added excitement. Her emotions soared skyward and beyond anything she experienced in the past. She could not understand why dirty talk inflamed her mind like it did when the young man uttered his filthy words.
