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Susan's Story
by Dawn1958 (dawnharvey1958@hotmail.com)

***

Susan is a college teacher who is married, 34, and is
devoted to her job. One day she makes a big mistake and
one of her students, an exchange student by the name of
Kax, gets the upper hand. He blackmails Susan into
fulfilling all of his sexual fantasies. (MF, nc, mc,
orgy, fant)

***

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.

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.

Her student controlled Susan's fingers. Susan's skilled
fingers caressed the burning skin and eventually dipped
down to the fiery volcano. Her hips thrust forward
wanting more when her finger grazed the very tip of her
clitoris.

Kaz dreamed of her gorgeous teacher. "Spread your legs
Susan and do something for me, will you?" he asked.

Susan held her breath waiting for what she knew was
coming. Her dreamy blue eyes fluttered wildly thinking
of the young man.

"Can you look down and see your pussy?" he asked. "Can
you see your pussy lips... can you tell me what you see
as I desperately want to touch you," Kaz told her. "My
cock is so hard and stiff... you just have to tell me
what you see."

The only man in her life to utter such devotion was her
husband. Suddenly for some strange unexplained reason
Susan was not satisfied with Jay's affection. She
yearned for more and all of a sudden Kaz was far too
dominant for her to resist.

Susan looked down at her exposed wetness causing her
passion to reel. She was shocked at what she saw. The
fingers of her left hand held the narrow crotch of her
panties off to the side revealing her puffy labia. She
spread her slender legs, as he demanded exposing the
very tip of her clit to the world. All of a sudden she
had the urge to touch it.

Without thinking, Susan whispered the response Kaz was
waiting for. "I can see my pussy... the lips are wet...
Oh gawd so wet."

"Yes, yes, go on and tell me exactly what you look
like... it makes my cock throb," he begged her with
excitement.

She couldn't get the image of Kaz's pecker out of her
head. The thought of him stroking his big cock filled
Susan's mind and her heart rate increased. No man had
ever told her such erotic things and said that he
wanted to masturbate thinking of her sexy body.

Susan would forever remember her actions, as being
reluctant.

"The hair... my bush is very thin and sparse... I shave
between my legs," she blurted out knowing it was wrong.
Susan felt powerless to stop. "I can see my pussy... Oh
gawd the pink... the clitoris. Oh no... No, gawd no,"
she whispered so softly. Her fingers rolled the tender
bud around in the vast moisture pretending Kaz was the
one caressing her hungry body. Susan desperately wanted
to stop touching her clit but she knew it would make
her student happy if she continued.

Susan could hear loud, raspy breathing on the far end
of the phone line. In her mind, Kaz was sitting naked
with his large, pounding prick in his fist. 'Oh gawd,'
she wondered, 'what would he do if her were next to
me?'

She was unable to stop talking for some unexplained
reason. "My pussy feels so hot... wet, and I feel so
aroused right now. Oh gawd... I'm so wet... throbbing,"
she eluded. "My fingers are touching it... down there
and it feels so good," she told him with a sudden
feeling of guilt for confiding such personal emotions.

Susan was sorry as soon as the words were out of her
mouth. "I want you to touch me there." She knew Kaz
would know what she meant and for the first time in her
life, Susan was being unfaithful to her husband.

Kaz knew Susan would have feelings of remorse. He had
to keep the action moving quickly, before she gained
enough control to stop. "Feel your pussy for me, feel
the clit and pinch it between your fingers the way I
want to," he said. "You're so beautiful... so sexy...
I've wanted to fuck you from the first day I saw you in
class."

Without hesitation, her fingers did as he ordered
caressing the vulnerable bub. Suddenly, Susan squeezed
harder and felt her hips thrust forward, in a wanton
manner. Pinching the center of her universe, her
feelings skyrocketed upward towards an unfamiliar apex.
Rolling the wetness between her strong fingers, she
knew what was expected and this caused her breathing to
become ragged and very rapid.

Kaz could hear the sounds over the phone and knew she
was falling for his erotic conversation. His plan was
working much better than he ever expected and soon he
would have complete control of his beautiful teacher.
He knew Susan was innocent and naive and this conquest
would be the sweetest of his young life. She was
married and obviously wasn't a virgin, but Kaz knew she
did not have very much experience in sexual encounters.

He was determined to turn this sexy teacher into his
personal sex slave. Mrs. 'T' would do anything to save
her reputation and Kaz was going to take full advantage
of this fact.

He probably had enough evidence of Susan fraternizing
with a student but he wanted to complete the task. "I
want you to feel your clit and keep caressing it for
me," he ordered. "Susan... love. I want to make love to
you more than anything in the world. Susan? Do you want
to make love?"

She was completely bewildered that her fingers were
moving at a blinding speed. She tweaked, pinched,
rolled and caressed her most intimate clitoris while
feeling the waves of desire wash ever so soothingly
through her head.

He did not need a direct answer. She would willingly
become his devoted slave once he showed her the
blackmail evidence of phone sex. He would fuck Susan
one way or another, with or without her consent, he
decided. Now Kaz would take things as far as possible
to see how much he could humiliate his sexy goddess.

"Do you think you can bring yourself to an orgasm for
me," he asked. "Susan, I want you to bring yourself to
a climax and cum all over your fingers," he told her.

The vulgar words seemed to incense Susan even more and
before she could resist, her hand dipped. Instantly,
her middle finger thrust into her wet channel and
pushed forward so her finger was fully buried inside
her pussy. No person had ever talked so dirty to her
and this made her mind fall under his control.

Susan felt her face flush and start to burn with
intense desire. Her fingers belonged to the devil. She
pinched and rolled her most tender clit making her hips
thrust madly.

"Susan!" he said sternly and in a voice that demanded
an answer. "Susan... tell me what is happening!"

"I can't stop, I can't stop," she repeated over and
over again as her hips rocked out of control. "I am
cumming, cumming... Oh my gawd, I'm cumming," she
whispered against her will but she knew he wanted to
hear it. Her breathing became loud, out of control
moans, and Kaz knew she was going through the throes of
a violent orgasm.

On and on her orgasm flourished, as Susan had never
experience such an explosive climax, certainly not one
that lasted this long. Ever muscle in her body tensed
and she arched her back hoping to push her cunt up to
her demented lover, her demanding fingers. Her juices
flowed and she masturbated with his erotic words
ringing in her ears. Susan's knew this was wrong but
she was unable to stop the soaring passion, as it
rushed over the mountainous crest. Her life stood
absolutely still. The final spasms shot through her
lithe body and she held motionless, as the waves rolled
down the far side.

Susan's sheltered life was shattered by the explicit
erotic fantasy. Her young student seemed to control her
emotions even enticing her to masturbate against her
will. She slowly became aware of Kaz talking through
the speakerphone. "That was fantastic... the most
erotic thing that has happened to me," he told her
smiling with utter satisfaction. "Christ, I think my
cock exploded and there's bloody cum all over the
place," he whispered.

Susan did not find his attempted humor very funny. She
was having a hard time focusing on reality with images
of Kaz's big, hard cock filling her head.

Kaz anticipated a lovely adventure with his adorable
professor in the very near future. He didn't want to
scare Susan or make her suspicious of his plans so he
decided to call it a night. His plan was to let Susan
relax and relive the passionate evening so he said his
good byes in a soft, reassuring voice. Tomorrow at
school he would show her who was master. He vowed to
turn sweet Susan into his very own personal slut. With
that, he squeezed his manhood and pumped it vigorously
with the visions of Susan's sexy body running through
his mind.

***

The next morning, Kaz woke with a refreshed feeling and
one that was only going to improve as the day wore on.
His plan was formulated and now it was only a matter of
carrying out the details. He felt aroused as he
fantasized of his beautiful teacher and how Susan would
soon to become his slave. Kaz was very aware of how she
felt about her job and he knew she would do anything in
the world to protect her professional dignity. A
satisfied smile crossed his face preparing the next
phase of his devious plan.

Kaz wrapped a skimpy, shear thong in a small package
and taped a handwritten note to the outside. He planned
to give this to Susan when he left the morning class.
He would avoid seeing her the rest of the day knowing
she would stew and fret over his demands in the note.
Kaz would use this as a test hoping that by tomorrow
morning, Susan would faithfully succumb to his
requests.

Susan arrived at the college with a deep apprehension
in her stomach. Kaz was in her second class of the day
and she dreaded meeting her phone lover. Susan
purposely avoided eye contact with her young student
but she was well aware of his presence. His rough voice
was heard every once in awhile and her heart skipped a
beat every time he spoke. It was as if Kaz was speaking
directly to her and it was her duty to listen. Finally
she shook her head trying to get rid of the immense
guilt feeling.

The bell rang to indicate the end of the class and
Susan almost jumped out of her chair. She breathed a
big sigh of relief knowing the dreadful class was
finally over. Suddenly, a stocky figure stopped at her
desk and she was afraid to look up. Slowly, the dark
silhouette set a small package on her desk and departed
the room without a word.

Susan stared blankly at the package wondering what it
was. Slowly, she reached for it and began to unwrap the
gift. She noticed the small note but was afraid to
remove it from the wrapping paper. Removing the paper,
her eyes opened wide as she saw the skimpy thong. Why
on earth would he give her something like this, she
wondered? There was no way she would ever wear such a
thing at work.

Almost in a trance, Susan opened the note and read. "I
recorded our conversation last night. I think the
evidence that you had phone sex with a student is very
evident," she read with tears in her eyes. "What do you
think the college or teacher's association would say if
they heard it? I will never tell anyone as long as you
obey my demands," Kaz had written.

Susan stared at the paper and was suddenly afraid of
what could happen if anyone found out. Yes, she had
made a big mistake but maybe she could convince Kaz not
to tell. There was more in the note and she continued.

"I want you to wear the thong all day tomorrow, or
else!" he added. "Another thing you will do is shave
your pussy. Shave it all or I will tell the board what
you have been doing with your spare time." Surely he
can't be serious, Susan thought?

All of a sudden the bell rang for the next class and
Susan quickly put the note and panties in her purse.
Not having time to dwell, she taught her class almost
in a daze and the noon bell didn't come soon enough.
She went to the lunchroom but took the time to check
around for Kaz, as she just had to plead with him.

Kaz purposely avoided Susan for the rest of the day.
The time seemed to pass very slowly until the final
class of the day was complete and she thought the day
would never end. When it was time to leave, she was
totally exhausted from worrying about her student's
blackmail.

Susan drove home in a daze wondering what to do. Jay
wasn't home yet so she was alone with her dilemma. She
took the items out of her purse and thought of ways to
get out of the situation. 'What would he do if I don't
wear the thong,' she wondered? 'What would he do if I
don't shave my pussy?' Susan kept asking herself these
questions but she was unable to find a way out.

Her mind was in another world all evening but Jay was
too preoccupied to even notice. Susan's usual custom
was to have a bath before bed so she ran the water in
preparation. Suddenly she felt a wave of shame rush
through her head, as she wondered what she would say to
her husband about being shaved? 'No, I just can't do
what he ordered,' she whispered.

The bathroom was eerily quiet. She was almost in a
trance lathering her legs like any other occasion when
she shaved but this time her hand continued until her
pelvis was covered with white lotion. Her hands were
shaking but she slowly put the razor to her skin.
Stroke after stroke went through her bush and in measly
minutes, she witnessed her cleanly shaven cunt. Susan
washed the excess lather away and she saw how baby-like
her pussy area looked. Oh my gawd, why did she do it,
she wondered? But it was too late to undo what had been
done?

Suddenly her deft fingers dipped into her crotch.
Skillfully, the fingers of her right hand split the
red, puffy lips and grabbed the protruding clit.
Pinching it, she began to roll it back and forth and
realized that she was soaked with more than water. The
slippery juices flooded her pussy and she was able to
roll the puffy clit easily in the wetness. Quickly, the
long finger of her left hand thrust into her waiting
hole and Susan began pumping it in and out splashing
water all over. Her hands moved faster and in seconds
her passion reached a volcanic level.

The feelings of guilt roared through her mind but she
was unable to stop the self-gratification. She
questioned her sanity but her fingers refused to stop,
or even pause. The first spasm shot through her loving
body and Susan suddenly realized that she was going to
experience a mind-blowing orgasm. Squeezing the abused
clit even harder, she brought the impeding orgasm to
the peak. Her body trembled out of control. She went
over the top in a sudden rush and Susan didn't care
about anything else in her life when the orgasm
expanded. On and on the explosions went, as her fingers
milked every last ounce of lava from her loins.

The spasms slowly subsided. Eventually Susan managed to
still her hips and stop her body from shaking. Once the
last shock wave erupted from deep within, she lay back
onto the curved portion of the warm bathtub. She closed
her eyes and refused to think of what had just happened
or any of the dire consequences.

Her body moved like it was being controlled by outside
forces. She carefully climbed out of the tub catching a
glimpse of her image in the mirror. Immediately her
eyes focused on her lower extremities and she thought
it looked odd without any hair. It took a few seconds
before she realized that indeed it was her body in the
mirror. Although it appeared strange and new, a shiver
of desire and excitement shot up her spine. For once in
her mundane life, Susan experienced the thrill that she
was being wild and crazy.

Susan slipped on a silky nightgown afraid to reveal her
new look to her husband. Luckily, Jay was already
sleeping and there was no explanation needed on this
night. She carefully got into bed doing her utmost not
to wake him. It must have taken at least one hour
before she fell asleep, as her heart seemed to flutter
madly with images of her newfound courage.

The alarm went off at six and Susan reluctantly got out
of bed. She got ready for work as usual and everything
went as normal until it was time to get dressed. Once
again Susan caught sight of her newly shaved pussy. Her
eyes grew wider when she slipped the overly skimpy
thong over her slender hips. The small white triangle
in front would never have covered her hair, she
thought. Then she realized it was odd to be thinking
that at this time. Turning around, she noticed how the
string from the tiny patch at her waist disappeared
between her ass cheeks.

Susan shuddered and did not think that she could wear
the skimpy thong. Looking again at the image, she
reluctantly decided that Kaz would certainly want to
know if she did as he directed in his note. Somehow,
she had to convince him that his blackmail was all a
mistake and that he should leave her alone. Susan was
extremely proud of her accomplishments as a professor
at the college but now it was all in jeopardy. She
thought about the loss of control during her phone
conversation with her young student remembering how she
let her guard down. Suddenly she felt determined to
fight Kaz and overcome his insistent, perverted
demands.

Time was running short so Susan turned and completed
dressing for the day. Again she tormented over doing
what Kaz ordered. All of a sudden she wondered how he
was going to prove that she had obeyed? No, she should
never have followed his directions but it was too late
so she headed off to work.

The morning classes went smoothly but Susan felt that
everyone knew she was wearing a thong. Every time she
looked at one of her students, they seemed to be
smiling with that, 'I know what you are wearing,' look.
It took until part way through the second class before
she could relax and forget about the burning material
covering her private area.

Susan dreaded the last class before noon. Kaz was in
that class and he entered in his usual casual manner.
He met her deep, blue eyes sending a shiver of fear
through her mind. Susan felt the sudden realization of
his superior strength and masculinity. She felt small
and tender under his stare and a small vibration went
through her body at the thought of his mastery over
her.

Somehow Susan got through the class. She was extremely
relieved when the noon hour bell rang. Her shoulders
slumped forward and she paused for a few moments in an
attempt to gain a measure of control of her heightened
emotions. Deciding to eat in her classroom, which was
against the school's policy, she locked the door
enjoying the time alone.

The afternoon went well and at last the final bell
sounded. Susan gathered her books and belongings, and
she headed to the door. Just as she reached the
classroom exit, Kaz's stocky body filled the entry and
he quickly grabbed the brass knob. Closing the door
before Susan had time to react, he swiftly seized the
opportunity. Grabbing her shoulders, he twisted her
body so that her back was flat against the solid,
wooden door.

Kaz held her firmly and looked directly into her eyes.
"Now I want to see if my little slut did as she was
told," he said. Without warning, he held her upper body
with one hand. His other hand dropped to the hem of her
skirt. Susan was petrified unable to move a muscle. She
knew exactly what was about to happen but she remained
her student's captive.

In one swift motion, Kaz reached under the hem of her
skirt. He brought his hand up to Susan's crotch and
there was a broad, confident smile on his face. Her
breath caught and held, as she felt his hand close over
her almost naked pelvis.

Still looking into her eyes, he said in a stern voice,
"Open your legs... I want to feel your beautifully
shaved pussy." His eyes told Susan that he meant what
he said. Then he gave a little twist with his upper
hand, which was on the front of Susan's blouse.

Like an obedient slave, Susan slowly spread her legs to
allow his strong hand to slip between them. Instantly,
his fingers lifted the small, silky patch and dove into
the Promised Land below. The thong offered no
protection and his skillful fingers instantly found the
target. Pressing on the throbbing bud, he compressed it
with determined passion.

Susan rolled her head back unable to look into his eyes
any longer. She closed her eyes tightly, as his fingers
suddenly squeezed her throbbing clitoris. There
appeared to be abundant juices making it easy for Kaz
to roll the clit around and around vigorously. She felt
lust like never before and instantly felt a loss of
control. Susan was dumbfounded at how turned-on she
felt and how quickly he turned her stomach into a
passion pit.

"I like my sluts wet and horny like you are right now,"
he whispered into her ear. "You have such a nice pussy
and it feels so hot when it is shaved," he added and
continued to caress Susan's love button. In a matter of
seconds, she was soaring up the highest mountain.

"I have wanted you from the very first day of class...
your sex body... your slutty body. Do you want me to
fuck you?" he whispered. Susan almost fainted as his
words echoed in her head. All she wanted to do was fall
to the floor with her sexy student on top of her
letting him make mad passionate love to her. She was so
confused but her last remaining sanity screamed at her
to fight. Susan vowed with strict determination to
fight the urge to become his slut.

Suddenly, he removed his caressing fingers from Susan's
soaked pussy. A small measure of relief washed over her
allowing her to open her eyes. She noticed Kaz place
his wet finger to his lips. With a smile, he slowly
opened his mouth and pushed his fingers inside. She
could see his tongue whip around the digits licking the
coating off.

Then Kaz moved his hand downward. Again he immediately
found the bald treasure between Susan's legs. Without
being told, she spread her thighs to allow entry and
his fingers surrounded the tender bud. Pinching and
flicking it, he brought a deep moan of frustration from
Susan's lips. She felt powerless to stop his advance
and she shuddered with the dire thought that she did
not want him to stop. Back and forth he caressed the
throbbing clit and every few seconds, he would thrust
his middle finger into the burning inferno.

Soon his fingers were coated with love juices. Kaz
brought his hand up to Susan's face placing the very
tip of his fingers within an inch of her lips. He
waited while the aroma from her own sex drifted upward
to her nostrils. Slowly but deliberately, Kaz barely
touched her pouty lips.

Susan knew what he wanted. Slowly she opened her mouth.
Instantly, Kaz penetrated the waiting cavity and his
fingers lay over her tongue. A slight movement of his
finger and she began sucking. Licking one finger at a
time, Susan soon had all the juices cleaned from his
fingers and she swallowed every ounce. A shudder passed
through her body with the realization that her student
was humiliating her to the nth degree. Kaz forced her
to suck his fingers, which had just been inside her
cunt.

Kaz's humiliation had the most profound affect on
Susan. Her emotions soared to unbelievable levels with
the feeling that an orgasm was imminent. She prayed Kaz
would not touch her pussy again. Strong and determined
as any woman, Susan knew her body was perilously close
to collapse from the young man's unwavering assault.
She considered any surrender to this monster would
bring about total embarrassment. Her stomach fluttered
as she attempted to regain a measure of control.

Suddenly Susan realized Kaz was talking and she hadn't
heard a word. "You have been a very good girl... a good
slut... I think you have the nicest ass. Would you like
me to fuck your ass?" he asked giggling at the
prospect. After a few seconds, Kaz demanded an answer.
"Tell me what you are... tell me you are a slut and
want me to fuck your slutty ass."

Nobody had ever talked so dirty and in such erotic
terms to Susan. She had the sudden impulse to slap his
filthy face but somehow she remained motionless falling
prey to his every whim. Remaining silent from the first
moment he took control told Kaz everything about Susan.
He knew his teacher would do anything to buy his
silence and prevent him from revealing the blackmail
phone sex.

His stern reaction to her silence was premeditated. He
twisted his fist into the soft fabric of her blouse and
almost lifted Susan off the floor holding her against
the door.

"No, no I have never done that sort of thing... it's
filthy. Oh gawd Kaz, please don't do this to me... not
here, not in the school," Susan responded in a low
whisper. "I just can't do anything with you," she
concluded.

She was so God Damn innocent and na�ve for a woman who
was 34 years old, Kaz thought. He thoroughly enjoyed
tormenting Susan and seeing the anguish she was going
through. "So what are you saying... you don't care if I
put your phone orgasm all over the Internet... tell all
the other teachers what a slut you are?"

All she could do was let out whimpers when he continued
with her demise. Kaz swiftly moved his hand back to the
control button and gave it one final squeeze. Pinching
the throbbing meat between his strong, stubby fingers,
he looked her in eyes. "We don't have time today but
tomorrow... you're goin' to fuck me." Susan's stomach
churned as he spoke. "I want to feel my hard cock
inside your cunt... so beautifully shaved... and feel
that tight virgin ass. You'd better run home tonight
honey, and get hubby to fuck it or I'll be the first
one, my love."

Susan shook, as Kaz finished talking. He finally pulled
his soaked fingers from her crotch but the damage was
already firmly planted in her mind. In a flash, he
pushed her slender body away from the door and exited
before she had any chance to respond. Closing the door
after him, Susan slumped back against the door and
fought to regain control of her senses. No man had ever
made her feel so belittled yet she felt her sexual
emotions rise beyond any point in her life. She was
determined to get control of the situation and not let
this vile student take any further liberties with her.

Her books and purse had fallen to the floor and she
slowly picked them up. It was already well past
quitting time so Susan rushed out to her car. Once
inside the car, she hugged the steering wheel and her
mind thought of ways to get out from under Kaz's spell.
Reluctantly, Susan drove home with the fear of her
husband finding out about Kaz but she felt relieved
once in the sanctuary of her home.

Jay wasn't home yet so Susan rushed upstairs to have a
quick shower. Susan felt degraded by what had happened
but she hoped a nice hot shower would make her feel
clean once again. She remembered the erotic feelings
that consumed her body when she carried out the brazen
task Kaz demanded. Trying not to touch her private
parts, she finished washing and quickly got out of the
shower. Susan felt the familiar tingling of lust deep
inside and she did not want to succumb to it right now.

Everything went well the rest of the night and all was
normal the next morning. Arriving at the college on
time, Susan went directly to her classroom to get
things ready for the day. A rustling noise behind her
gave Susan a start and when she turned, Kaz was
standing by her desk.

"I was watching your tight ass move around and I can
hardly wait to feel it up against my hard cock," he
said with a smug smile. Susan's immediate reaction was
to scold him harshly but he stopped her dead in her
tracks. "Remember you don't want anyone to find out
about us do you?" Kaz asked. His words prevented any
protest from escaping her lips and Susan gave a sign of
defeat.

"You are going to feel my cock this afternoon and I
want your sweet lips around it," he whispered. With
that, he handed Susan a small bag and left without
another word.

Susan was dumbfounded by his brazen attitude. She had
never met anyone who had taken her for granted and her
young student certainly did that. Slowly she sat down
at her desk staring at the bag. Reluctantly, she opened
it and there was a note on top of some clothes. With
shaking fingers, she picked up the note and read.

"You will wear these clothes that I have carefully
picked out for you. And remember, you will do exactly
as you are told. You will wear these clothes and
nothing else!" the note read. Hurriedly she continued,
as class was due to start shortly. "Meet me in Kinsmen
Park at 3 o'clock. Go to the picnic shelter which you
can see from the parking lot," read his last
instructions.

She quickly put the note away and placed the bag in a
desk drawer. The rest of the day was a blur and Susan
fretted about the afternoon rendezvous. Kaz must have
known she had a spare the last class and she would be
off early today, she thought.

The time arrived and Susan was alone. She slowly
reached into the drawer hoping for the best. Taking out
the bag, she removed the two pieces of clothing. Two!
There must be a mistake and she looked franticly into
the empty bag. Surely he can't be serious, she thought
looking closely at the skirt and sweater. It was a
pleated, black skirt almost like a uniform worn by some
schoolgirls. The sweater was the correct size but it
was very baggy with a swooping neck and large armholes.
She shuddered just thinking of what she would look like
in the outfit.

Not being able to think of a way out, Susan reluctantly
headed for the washroom closest to the parking lot.
Maybe she could change and exit the building to her car
without anyone seeing her, she thought. Once inside the
restroom stall, Susan slowly removed her clothing and
donned the skirt and sweater. 'Oh no,' she thought.
'I've never gone anywhere without underwear." It surely
felt strange but she bit her lip in an effort to put
the humiliation out of her head.

On her way out, Susan caught her reflection in the
mirror. She shook with fright seeing that she looked
like a little schoolgirl and her mind played tricks on
her. She was positive people could tell that she wasn't
wearing panties or a bra. Turning sideways, she noticed
that her bare breast was exposed through the large
armhole if she raised her arm just slightly. She made a
mental note to be careful of the fact.

Susan brushed the sweater down in front giving the
bottom a little tug in an attempt to make it longer.
She assumed it would suffice even though it didn't
quite reach her waist leaving her bare tummy exposed.

Pleats made the skirt flare out giving her a youthful
look. It was not a garment she would normally wear, as
it resembled something from the 70's. The skirt was way
too short but she shrugged realizing that she did not
have a choice. Susan preferred skirts or dresses that
were knee length that didn't show off her shapely legs,
as she did not think it proper for professors to dress
in a sexy manner.

Susan almost ran out to her car thankful that she did
not run into anyone on the way. She breathed a sign of
relief once she got behind the wheel and tried to relax
for a minute. Looking down, she saw that the skirt rode
all the way up her thigh. In a sudden show of bravery,
she raised the hem for a quick peak. Her heart
quickened seeing her shaved pussy and she even spread
her legs enough to see that her ruby lips were
glistening with moisture.

Ashamed and feeling guilty, Susan quickly covered
herself, as best she could, and started the Mustang.
Her heart was certainly beating much faster than normal
and it felt extremely hot for the time of day. She
started driving and soon came to the park with a strong
desire to rush away from the intended rendezvous. Maybe
she could meet Kaz and reason with him, she thought.
'Yes,' she whispered, 'I'll plead like never before and
maybe, just maybe he'll feel sorry for me.' It was true
that nobody must ever find out about what she had done,
but also, she didn't want to succumb to Kaz's demands.

Seeing the shelter Kaz had mentioned, Susan had to work
up the courage to go forward. She parked and headed to
meet her young student. The picnic shelter had sides
that were about four feet high with an opening between
the top of the sides and roof. Susan couldn't see
inside from a distance and slowly walked up to the
doorway, hoping Kaz would not be inside.

At the doorway, her heart stopped for a second, as she
saw Kaz sitting on top of a picnic table. He smiled at
her and Susan was mad at herself for not remaining
steadfast, as she felt her tummy quiver in
anticipation. Suddenly Susan felt totally controlled by
this boy and her feet started moving in his direction.

Kaz knew she was reluctant and hesitant about being
there. She would certainly put up a fight to stop him
from assaulting her body, he assumed. Seeing her sexy
body clothed in the provocative schoolgirl outfit made
his heart skip a few beats. He knew seducing Susan
would be worth any risk, as she was such a well,
refined woman.

As Susan got closer, Kaz stood up and quickly put his
arms around her pulling her tight to his rugged body.
"I knew you would come... you want my hard cock and by
God I can hardly wait to fuck your ass," he whispered.
"You are going to be my loving slut... now let's see if
you dressed as instructed," he said holding his face
next to Susan.

Susan wanted to scream at him. "I'm not a slut... I'm
don't want to have sex with you." But then she wondered
at the reason she was actually there.

He didn't give Susan a chance to escape. Without
warning, he thrust his hand under her skirt. His hand
sneaked between her milky thighs covering her naked
crotch, as she let out a loud gasp of surprise. He
immediately shoved his middle finger into her wetness
with his hand cupping her entire crotch. Kaz was
utterly amazed at how soaked his palm became in just a
few seconds.

Susan gave a futile attempt to get free but Kaz easily
held her steady against his body. She never felt so
alive and her body seemed to belong to someone else. If
it were possible, she wished to be able to step out of
her own body and merely watch what was happening.
Suddenly she thrust her hips forward and her mind was
going crazy with a newfound lust. Susan couldn't
believe what was happening but she shuttered with the
reality it really was.

Suddenly, Kaz removed his finger from between her pussy
lips taking his hand from her cunt. Susan felt empty
and stood perfectly still, waiting for his next move.
All of a sudden it seemed like the perfect time to
reason with Kaz. She summoned up the courage to plead.
"Please, Kaz, don't do this...," but she was cut off by
his lips meeting hers. He forced his kiss on her and
his tongue darted between her tightly closed lips.
Forcing her lips apart, his tongue entwined with hers
and he kissed with a desperate passion.

Susan tried not to respond and she conceded to just
allow him to kiss her. After a few seconds, Kaz moved
his mouth to the side and whispered in her ear. "I want
your lips on my cock right now," he ordered.

It didn't register right away and it took Susan a few
seconds before she realized what he wanted her to do.
"No! I just couldn't do that," she mumbled. Especially
with someone she wasn't married to or with someone she
didn't know, she reasoned.

Kaz realized that Susan would be reluctant. He secretly
undid his pants lowering them enough to release his
throbbing manhood. Grabbing Susan's small, delicate
hand, he forced it to his waiting cock. She almost
screamed when her fingers closed on the burning flesh
and she tried desperately to pull away.

He decided to show Susan who was in control. Kaz
quickly turned her around so her back was pressed
against the front of his body. With one hand, he easily
reached under the loose sweater and grabbed one of her
luscious tits. Squeezing the hard nipple between his
strong fingers, he pinched until Susan opened her mouth
to protest.

Then Kaz's other hand flipped her skirt up to her
waist. He rammed his hips forward putting an agonizing
bend in his hard cock, as the head pressed into the
crack between her thighs. His hand shifted down the
front of Susan's pelvis forcing her thighs apart enough
for his cock to spring out straight. The hot meat
pressed along her wet slit sending a violent shiver up
her backbone.

Susan's legs almost collapsed. She felt his thick penis
caress her ass cheeks and run the entire length of her
pussy lips. No man had ever treated her with such
contempt or even forced her to do any sexual favors.
The mature teacher knew his actions should have made
her extremely mad and that she should be fighting with
all her might. Instead, Susan twisted her body around
and she dropped to her knees.

It was not really her will but some mysterious force
making her obey her student's blackmail demands, she
reasoned. Her small fingers wrapped around the thick
shaft holding it directly in front of her flushed face.
Why she admired his cock, Susan didn't understand, but
it seemed more sensual than any she had seen. Slowly
her face pushed forward until the hot flesh scorched
her lips. Feeling the wide, flared head press between
her puffy lips, Susan tasted another man's cum. She
sucked the weapon into her mouth and she felt passion
and lust far beyond any in her life.

The cock felt so big and thick that it scared Susan a
little at first. It throbbed and pulsed in her hand and
Susan felt powerful for the first time, as her caresses
were having such a profound affect on Kaz's manhood.
Susan was acting entirely out of character but that did
not stop her. Her immediate desire was to satisfy her
young student. His cock was far more desirable than any
in her fantasies and the taste of his nectar was like a
powerful drug to her bemused mind.

Kaz realized he would not last very long. He felt an
orgasm rising like the speed of a runaway train but he
stiffened his body in an attempt to prolong the
blowjob. Susan pumped the length of cock with her one
hand and cupped his hanging balls with the other. She
remembered seeing this in a porno movie one time and
this seemed like the perfect time to try it. Her mouth
was performing the best blowjob of Kaz's young life, as
she sucked hard and deep. Susan felt his hips begin to
thrust and jerk out of control knowing he was about to
climax.

Hot lava shot out of his cock with such force it took
Susan by surprise. It began flowing down her throat and
she feared of suffocating. Susan swallowed and gulped
the burning liquid and she managed to drink the
complete orgasm. Kaz's big, strong hand went to her
head holding steady, as she milked his cock dry. Susan
had heard of loose, sleazy women performing such sinful
acts but never thought in a million years that she
would suck a stranger's cock.

All of a sudden Susan felt used and degraded. His
climax was over and she could not believe what she had
just done. She was a strict, professional teacher on
her knees giving a blowjob to a student. 'No,' she
thought, 'this just didn't happen. It must be a dream!'

Kaz reached down and brought Susan up to stand in front
of him. He looked directly into her deep, blue eyes.
"That was great... the best blowjob ever." He stared
with a confident smile across his face. "I knew you
wanted to be my faithful slut... I know my slut will
not be happy until my big prick is buried in her slut
belly," he whispered smiling the whole time.

Susan prayed he would stop looking into her eyes. Her
entire being and soul was revealed to the young man and
Susan realized he could read her every emotion. He was
so vulgar and rude all the time but yet she accepted
his devilish actions. No matter how crude or vile he
was, Susan felt a stronger need to become his slave.
She shuddered when he called her his slut but suddenly
Susan began to wonder if he was correct.

It was time to become master of his gorgeous teacher's
body. Kaz decided to finger-fuck her right there in the
picnic shelter. He knew Susan would be filled with
guilt and shame if she experienced an orgasm in a
public place. Quickly Kaz reached under the flared
skirt and instantly found Susan's ultimate control
button. He hugged her closer and tight against his body
with his one hand performing magic. His fingers
caressed the inflamed clitoris and Susan found it hard
to hold her legs spread far enough.

Kaz pinched the enlarged bud with his fingertips while
Susan's hips thrust madly to capture his magical hand.
Lust filled her mind and all her sanity and reason was
lost. Susan felt the orgasm explode immediately and she
was unable to stop the rising lust, as it climbed to a
peak. She acted like a common slut spreading her
slender legs wide to enable Kaz's attacking hand
complete access to her shaved love box.

Suddenly Kaz was not satisfied with an orgasm. He
planned to gain complete control of his beautiful, sex-
starved teacher making her a devoted slave. He swiftly
stripped the sweater from Susan's shivering body
leaving her naked above the waist. Kaz tossed the
garment aside like it was a useless rag and he held her
captive in his strong arms. Susan shook realizing she
was exposing herself and her head rolled around trying
to see if there were any bystanders.

Susan desperately wanted to escape but her legs refused
to move. Lust and desire controlled her every action
and she was frozen in his powerful grasp. Kaz
conveniently sat on the nearby picnic bench while
letting his one hand drop to Susan's bare ass. He
pulled her hips forward so that her legs went around
his knees and Susan was helpless.

Susan instinctually put her arms around his neck to
keep from falling and suddenly loud moans came from her
quivering lips. His fingers returned to her love button
and he twirled it around like a madman. Kaz molested
her pussy with a desperate passion and vigorously
rolled the clit in the abundant juices. When his other
hand began caressing the cheeks of her ass, Susan felt
like someone hit her in the tummy. She was unable to
breath and her heart rate increased to unbearable
limits making it impossible to halt the wave of
passion.

No man, not even her husband, had been allowed to touch
her ass. Suddenly this boy was taking newfound
liberties and Susan was powerless to stop him. She
tried to open her mouth to protest but nothing came
out. She felt him spread the cheeks and gently push his
finger against the forbidden entrance.

Susan bit her lip and held her breath in anticipation.
Suddenly it happened! He split her asshole and pushed
his finger inside. Faster he swirled the tender clit
around and around and Susan went delirious. Nothing so
severe had ever happened to her and the earth
shattering orgasm washed over her entire body. On and
upward it soared and Susan gave herself completely to
her Russian student. Wave after wave erupted from the
center of her being until the final explosion rocketed
over the top.

Kaz had to admit that this was far better than he ever
expected, or even planned. He was going to enjoy the
future. He smiled thinking of the reaction from his two
compatriots when he showed them his gorgeous, sexy
slut. Susan would do anything he demanded to keep him
quiet and Kaz was certainly going to take advantage of
her frail position. Ivan and Vanya, fellow Russian
students, would be utterly surprised with his conquest.

Susan's mind was a blur. She really didn't know what
happened after the violent climax other than no other
orgasm had consumed her body like this one. It was easy
to fix her clothes once she found the discarded
sweater. She dressed quickly brushing the garments into
place to make herself look presentable. Susan fretted
the fact that she had succumbed to Kaz's blackmail
demands while in a public forum. Nervously she look all
around hoping nobody was watching the torrid scenes of
a mature, professional woman and a much younger man.

Her emotions slowly came back to reality. The guilt and
shame crept into her mind, as she thought about what
had transpired. Susan daydreamed of harsh punishment
that might occur if people found out about her
indiscretions but her trance was broken by Kaz's
departing words. "I'll see you tomorrow at the same
time," he told her slipping a little card into her
hand. It contained the address of a little house close
to the college and Susan stared blankly at the black
and white card. She was speechless when Kaz swiftly
wheeled leaving the fairly secluded shelter.

Susan shivered with the realization that the young,
foreign student had complete control over her. He made
her do things that she had always refused to do for
anyone in her life, even her husband.

Little did Susan know that this was only the beginning
of what Kaz would have her do? Tomorrow, Susan would go
from teacher to gangbang slut in one short afternoon.

THE END OF PART ONE

Please send me your comments and suggestions, as I
always love to hear from readers. I have re-written the
story because I was not happy with the first version.
You can email them to dawnharvey1958@hotmail.com

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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