Stopping her movement, she allowed him to get accustomed to the invasion before going on.
Certain that he had relaxed somewhat, the professor began again in earnest. Pumping in and out of his ass using more force with each stroke. Dominating him in this way was enjoyment enough but the pounding was striking directly at her clitoris sending waves of pleasure though her body. Each new insertion brought her closer to orgasm. She continued her forceful battering until her building climax crashed into her. And with a final push she drove the strap-on deep inside her helpless slave, holding it there as her orgasm racked her body.
Her hands were wrapped firmly around Adam’s thighs holding them each in place. Hearing him whimper, she looked down just in time to see jets of cum launch from his dick and splash across his chest and stomach. The sight brought her immediately to slam into him over again bring her second climax flooding through.
Exhausted, she unfastened the wrist restraints and pulled free from his ass collapsing onto the adjoining sofa. “Unbuckled your restraints, you can go”, she said breathlessly. She watched as he released the reaming clasps and got dressed. When he reached the door to leave she said, “Mr. Carlson…”
“ Yes, Mistress”, he said looking back over his shoulder.
“ Well done. You will receive an A+ for the semester. You may want to consider private lessons again next quarter.”
He smiled opening the door, “Yes, Mistress.”
MJ closed the book and resisted the urge to masturbate. Her clit now throbbed with the need to be touched. So many scenarios of how the night could play out swarmed through her mind. She had been wanting Dalton to come back to her and now she had this new fantasy to add to the building excitement.
She lay back against the sofa and recalled some of her favorite times with him. She liked giving him head to warm things up. The feel of his hardness in her mouth always made her wet with anticipation. Their normal routine was with him in her mouth gliding up and down his shaft using her lips, tongue and fingers to completely arouse him. Before he would cum she would get him to give her at least one orgasm with his mouth.
She would lay back on the bed to give him easy access to her. Using his hands, he would spread her legs and just look at her pussy. She was uncomfortable with him starring at first, but he assured her of how beautiful she was and now she look forward to seeing him stare at her again.
He would spread her outer lips with the pads of his thumbs. His tongue, hot and wet would move down to make contact with the top of her slit. It would travel down, ghosting over her clit and moving onward to her opening. Two long fingers would then come and push into her entrance, curling them in a come hither fashion while caressing her G-spot.
Her inner walls would involuntarily clench around his fingers as he made contact with her inner pleasure spot. His tongue would move around her pussy, teasing her with light swipes and carefully placed kisses. Her hands would involuntarily fist at the blankets as he worked her closer to orgasm.
Her mind wheeled as she recalled in detail how he would know the exact moment to suck on her clit. His fingers would continue to move within her. A rush of her juices would cover his fingers and her inner walls would spasm around them as she came with the call of his name and her fingers pulling at his head.
Snapping back to reality, MJ smiled with the memory of how things used to be. Tonight she would have her Dalton back. The anticipation was overwhelming. She was positive it would be mind blowing for the both of them, like it had always been.
Chapter Nine
The antique clock on the wall slowly ticked away the seconds. With every passing minute her ire rose. He was late and if he didn’t get home soon, they would miss their reservation at the restaurant. In a simple red, strapless, cocktail dress and black pumps MJ sat on the
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