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Speaker 1: and surrender to the pleasure of my voice caressing over
Speaker 1: and inside you. And when you're ready to surrender to pleasure,
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Speaker 1: letting go of any tension, any stress. For the next
Speaker 1: twenty minutes or so, it's just you and my voice.
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Speaker 1: as you listen to my voice and feel the story
Speaker 1: moving through your body as you enjoy tonight's show, Mary
Speaker 1: looked nervously at the whiteboard. Her lips moved to form
Speaker 1: the letters that struggled to enunciate them. She squinted a little,
Speaker 1: as if that might bring them into closer focus, and
Speaker 1: sighed when she realized it just would not work. Mister
Speaker 1: Amoru mouthed the words on the board, whispering them as
Speaker 1: inspiration for her. He had always been very kind and
Speaker 1: protective of her when she was officially his pupil. When
Speaker 1: the other kids had been mean to her because she
Speaker 1: was a little slow and socially awkward, he had stood
Speaker 1: up for her. It even got her the upcoming job
Speaker 1: that she desperately needed to read for. It wasn't anything fancy,
Speaker 1: just serving at a large, posh dinner that mister Amoru
Speaker 1: was hosting, but it was a paying job, and that
Speaker 1: meant the world to marry. If she could just grasp
Speaker 1: these words, she knew she would make a success of it.
Speaker 1: It even offered her private lessons, even though she was
Speaker 1: now twenty five and should really pay him, which she
Speaker 1: would definitely do once she got paid. She refocused her
Speaker 1: attention on the board. The words stuttered out, and they
Speaker 1: sounded sort of like what he was whispering, but not really.
Speaker 1: Tears swelled in her eyes with strained and embarrassment. These
Speaker 1: were only words. She said them all the time, but
Speaker 1: once they were written, she just couldn't understand them. They
Speaker 1: jumbled up in front of her.
Speaker 2: O kay. His voice had lost none of its resonance,
Speaker 2: despite him being seven years older than when she had
Speaker 2: last sat in front of him. Like all the pupils
Speaker 2: at the girl's only school, she had found him extremely attractive.
Speaker 2: His hair then was dark and thick, now it was
Speaker 2: flacked with gray. His eyes hadn't lost their brightness or passion.
Speaker 2: Laughter liones marked his face now with an eternal smile.
Speaker 2: All in all, she thought briefly, he is a lot
Speaker 2: more attractive now than he was then. He had filled
Speaker 2: her teenage dreams with fantasies of running away together. She
Speaker 2: had her first orgasm with him, although admittedly he wasn't
Speaker 2: in the same room with her at the time, and
Speaker 2: many nights after she had sighed his name in the
Speaker 2: after glow of pleasure as she drifted to sleep to
Speaker 2: be pursued lustfully through her dreams by her youthful desires.
Speaker 2: He smiled gently as he continued, let us try a
Speaker 2: different approach. Stand up for a moment. She obediently stood
Speaker 2: as he moved next to her. His cologne embraced her,
Speaker 2: forcing a gentle gasp from her lips. Her eyes closed
Speaker 2: as he moved behind her, the heat of his body
Speaker 2: pressed against hers. Suddenly, her mind flooded with memories, well,
Speaker 2: a memory when he had stood behind her in class.
Speaker 2: Mary was sure she had felt the heat of an
Speaker 2: erection pressing on the small of her back. Her panties
Speaker 2: had done little to damn her pleasure as it teased
Speaker 2: down her thighs. She remembered hearing him gently sniff the air,
Speaker 2: and for some reason she had done the same. Damn.
Speaker 2: She could smell her feminine pleasure, so he must be
Speaker 2: able to It seemed to consume all the surrounding air.
Speaker 2: Opening her eyes, that familiar fragrance moved around to once again.
Speaker 2: Her senses accentuated as she felt his breath brush over
Speaker 2: her neck and seduce the attention of her ears. Lifting
Speaker 2: the slim cane he had always carried to the board,
Speaker 2: he tapped at the confused words gently as he whispered,
Speaker 2: you were always good with music. I remember you having
Speaker 2: a beautiful singing voice, so as I whisper the words
Speaker 2: you sing them. Don't worry about the pronunciation just yet.
Speaker 2: Just get the rhythm and the rest will fall into place.
Speaker 2: The tip of his cane dropped from the board as
Speaker 2: the words left his mouth. School yard legend had it
Speaker 2: the cane was from his job. Before he arrived at
Speaker 2: Saint Magdalen's School for girls. He had been caught lashing
Speaker 2: one of the young nuns with it and had to leave.
Speaker 2: Of course, the image had never been far from Mary's mind.
Speaker 2: Once she had heard about it. It had drawn her
Speaker 2: eyes every time she had class with him. Her mind
Speaker 2: had been a fury of desire as he drew it
Speaker 2: along his hand, Wondering what it might feel like to
Speaker 2: be spanked. She had even tried it herself, but the
Speaker 2: positions always seemed too awkward to spank her own ass,
Speaker 2: so she had resorted to spanking the inside of her
Speaker 2: thigh until it trembled with a warm glow, and then
Speaker 2: she would immerse her fingers deep into a wet sex,
Speaker 2: the throbbing, pulsing sensations moving through her. She had to
Speaker 2: admit the mixture of the ache from spanking and the
Speaker 2: deep thrusts of her fingers had intensified her pleasure considerably,
Speaker 2: but still she wondered how it would be for a
Speaker 2: man to do it for her. Shaking her head, she
Speaker 2: refocused on the board as he began whispering with more
Speaker 2: than a little musicality. God Over, Mary sang the words
Speaker 2: back to him, gently immersing herself in the rhythm. See
Speaker 2: that's much better, he said. Now let's try with a
Speaker 2: little more confidence. This is a trick shown to me
Speaker 2: by a public speaker. If you'll excuse my hands for
Speaker 2: a moment, Mary just nodded, feeling a renewed confidence that
Speaker 2: maybe she could do this after all. Just humm for me,
Speaker 2: he whispered, his hand gently moving over her throat. The
Speaker 2: sensations of his fingers curR resting her hum sent a
Speaker 2: new tingle moving through her body. Just following my fingers
Speaker 2: with your hum, he said, as his fingers drifted down
Speaker 2: her throat, down the buttons of her shirt before it
Speaker 2: rested between her breasts. She dutifully let her hum drop
Speaker 2: to her breast, suddenly aware of how painfully erect her
Speaker 2: nipples were. Feeling the strength of his fingers so close
Speaker 2: to them fueled the heat burning between her thighs. She
Speaker 2: focused desperately on her hum because, frankly, anything else might
Speaker 2: just cause her to come with nothing else needed. As
Speaker 2: he moved his fingers back to his cane, he brushed
Speaker 2: an erect nipple, sending shockwaves of pleasure right down to
Speaker 2: her clip. Mary could do nothing but bite her lip,
Speaker 2: trying to suppress a moan. Her thighs clenched together in
Speaker 2: a death a bid to control the pleasure moving through
Speaker 2: her body. She focused back on the words on the board,
Speaker 2: ignoring the pulsing sensations between her thighs. But when he
Speaker 2: spoke again, his breath so dangerously warm on her neck,
Speaker 2: she whimpered. Before singing his words back again. It sounded
Speaker 2: like cocko vain, just with an underlying whimper of desperation.
Speaker 2: She wished like how he chosen another word than cock
Speaker 2: to start the menu with. All her mind could do
Speaker 2: was fixate on our teenage fantasies of how it would
Speaker 2: feel to have his hard cock deep inside her. He
Speaker 2: turned her around to face him. His crystal clear eyes
Speaker 2: twinkled with pride. That was fantastic, he said, every word,
Speaker 2: dripping with sincerity, pulling her in close. Her nipples pressing
Speaker 2: against his chest, caressing them. She succumbed to the sensation
Speaker 2: of his body so close to hers, powerless to stop
Speaker 2: her mind from filling with her unfulfilled desires. Damn, she
Speaker 2: was dripping down her thigh. She could feel that warm
Speaker 2: caress that told her everything she needed to know about
Speaker 2: what she really wanted. She nervously moved her arms around
Speaker 2: him to return the embrace. Still somewhat shorter than his
Speaker 2: six foot two stature, her hands dropped naturally onto his ass.
Speaker 2: She could feel him tensing beneath his fine tailored pants.
Speaker 2: His erection was most definitely pressing against her stomach. This
Speaker 2: wasn't an element of her overactive imagination. He was definitely
Speaker 2: hard and pushing against her. For the longest moment, they stood,
Speaker 2: embracing each other tightly, his heart pulsing against her head
Speaker 2: as she ran rested it on him, wondering what she
Speaker 2: should do now. Years of teenage frustration screamed at her
Speaker 2: filled her with a bravery she had never known. As
Speaker 2: she lifted her head, pushing herself up on her toes,
Speaker 2: her lips met In that one moment, the surge of
Speaker 2: passion that had been barely controlled throughout her school years,
Speaker 2: flooded into the kiss. His hand slid up her back,
Speaker 2: pulling her tightly against him, his fingers sliding through her hair,
Speaker 2: pulling their kiss closer. Their tongues explored each other, embracing
Speaker 2: and caressing. It was a kiss Mary could only dream about.
Speaker 2: Her whole body burned with desire for this man. His
Speaker 2: hand slid down her neck before his lips followed them,
Speaker 2: kissing that sensitive flesh, his tongue teasing warm, wet circles
Speaker 2: that forced Mary's body to arch into him. Slowly, gently,
Speaker 2: he edged her against his desk. Mary's body responded out
Speaker 2: of instinct and allowed herself to move until she felt
Speaker 2: the solid oak desk behind her. His fingers slide down
Speaker 2: her chest until he finds the buttons of her shirt,
Speaker 2: loosening them one by one, His body moving down hers,
Speaker 2: his lips kissing the newly exposed flesh as each button
Speaker 2: springs open, biting gently on the soft flesh of her stomach,
Speaker 2: before his tongue caresses the warmth left by his teeth.
Speaker 2: His hands move over the globes of her ass, massaging
Speaker 2: them slowly, fondling them, gripping them tightly. Mary pushed her
Speaker 2: hips forward, desperate to feel his kiss between her thighs,
Speaker 2: her wonton pussy screaming for attention, She lifted her legs
Speaker 2: and draped them over his shoulders, the heels of her
Speaker 2: court shoes rubbing up and down his back, etching her
Speaker 2: desire into his skin. The flat of his palms push
Speaker 2: up the outside of her legs, exposing her flesh to
Speaker 2: his touch. As he moved her skirt upwards, the slow
Speaker 2: pressure of his hands easing her pleasure through Mary's legs.
Speaker 2: Sliding over the top of her thighs, he massages the
Speaker 2: soft skin firmly between finger and thumb. A gentle sparling
Speaker 2: warmth glows inside, spreading bit by bit throughout her body,
Speaker 2: kissing the soft flesh above her knee, his breath creating
Speaker 2: a cascade of goosebumps. Merry moans, gently biting her lip
Speaker 2: in a desperate bid to control the flood of pleasure
Speaker 2: drenching her body without thinking. Her thighs tense, pushing back
Speaker 2: against the wet heat of his lips as he flicks
Speaker 2: his tongue higher up a thigh. Laying back on the desk,
Speaker 2: Mary pushes papers to the floor before her hands find
Speaker 2: his hair, massaging his head in grateful appreciation of the
Speaker 2: unslaught sensations vibrating from head to toe. Inch by deliciously
Speaker 2: torture aus inch. His mouth moves up her thighs. The
Speaker 2: caress of his thick hair over her panties forces a
Speaker 2: moan from Mary's lips. This is the moment she has
Speaker 2: thought about for so long, the years of anticipation building
Speaker 2: to the split second she knows now is so close.
Speaker 2: As he sucks gently on the thighs, the edge of
Speaker 2: his teeth running along the sensitive skin. Her fingers gripped
Speaker 2: tighter in his hair, willing him higher, urging his lips
Speaker 2: where she needs him to go. The whisper of his
Speaker 2: breath moves over the soft material of her pante's, the
Speaker 2: heat of his passion pressing against her folds. Her body
Speaker 2: shudders in delight as he brushes his lips over that
Speaker 2: soft material, the most beautiful caress along her lips. Mary
Speaker 2: pushes her feet down his back as attention moves through
Speaker 2: her legs. Her orgasm, this orgasm she had dreamt about
Speaker 2: for so long, already invading every cell of her body.
Speaker 2: Closing her eyes, the sensations grow as he traces a slow,
Speaker 2: painful line down the edge of her panties, a promise
Speaker 2: of what is coming. Mary's core clunches would need at
Speaker 2: the proximity of his lips, inviting, wanting to experience him
Speaker 2: without the material between them. As if responding to her instincts,
Speaker 2: his fingertip traces a trembling line left by his mouth
Speaker 2: before sliding the sudden material to one side. Sensuously kissing
Speaker 2: at her lips, sucking them, he pulls one between his
Speaker 2: teeth as his fingers push inside At wanton sex, her
Speaker 2: pussy clutches aggressively at the feeling of his fingertip massaging
Speaker 2: inside her, growing the pleasure that overpowers any fantasies. Pushing
Speaker 2: the hood of her clip gently back, the sudden feeling
Speaker 2: of his breath against it speeds up the throbbing need
Speaker 2: that is already there. It pulses with a beat stronger
Speaker 2: than her heart. Frustration and desperate need swirling in that
Speaker 2: most sensitive nub. Crossing her ankles behind his head, she
Speaker 2: tries to pull his mouth closer, but he resists. The moment,
Speaker 2: her moment, her pleasure, is his to give. When he
Speaker 2: sees fit gently but firmly the tip of his tongue
Speaker 2: caresses around her clit, so painfully close, yet so far,
Speaker 2: holding her breath in anticipation at the moment when he
Speaker 2: finally touches her clit, Her finger's ball his hair tightly. Then, finally,
Speaker 2: after what seems like forever, his tongue lashes her clit
Speaker 2: with a vicious stroke. Mary growls loudly, a growl that
Speaker 2: resonates through her pussy, her stomach, her breasts, her neck,
Speaker 2: and escapes through her mouth. He sounds so primitive and animalistic.
Speaker 2: She didn't know she could make it. Her body twists
Speaker 2: in uncontrolled pleasure as his tongue lashes her clit again
Speaker 2: and again and again, before he slowly sucks her nub
Speaker 2: between his teeth, taunting its tip with his tongue. Mary
Speaker 2: is hostage to her passion his Her fingers thrust back
Speaker 2: inside her, filling her, teasing the fabric of her pussy
Speaker 2: as they thrust in and out. Oh my god, she
Speaker 2: cries out without warning. Her orgasm explodes, ears of frustrations
Speaker 2: flooding her body with its release. Her hips rock against
Speaker 2: his mouth, wanting to experience it more, wanting to succumb
Speaker 2: to his wishes. His desires. She really didn't know she
Speaker 2: could come like this. As the waves of her pleasure
Speaker 2: continue to cascade over her, he suddenly pulls back and
Speaker 2: flips her over on the desk. Her innocent pussy tightens
Speaker 2: as she feels the girth of his cock pushing her
Speaker 2: lips apart. The sensation of him fitting her so deeply
Speaker 2: while she still throbs from her orgasm, accentuates the pleasure.
Speaker 2: Her pussy ripples along his cock as he pushes inside
Speaker 2: with hard, needy thrusts, as if he has punched, stuating
Speaker 2: her pleasure beyond doubt. Her eyes widen with the shock
Speaker 2: of the size of him, her lips stretching to accommodate him,
Speaker 2: her pussy clutches at every inch as she feels him
Speaker 2: pushing inside. To keep her sanity, she focuses on the
Speaker 2: words on the board, moaning loudly as he continues to
Speaker 2: pound inside her, his fingers grasping her ass viciously, before
Speaker 2: the flat of his palm crashes across the rass with
Speaker 2: a loud slap that echoes around the room. The vibrations
Speaker 2: of the spank echo into her pussy, adding to the
Speaker 2: sensations of his cock and her pussy throbbing in sellacious harmony.
Speaker 2: She clutches harder along him, wanting to fill his cum,
Speaker 2: fill her completely. His hands slide up her back, his
Speaker 2: fingers pushing through her hair, gripping it, pulling her back
Speaker 2: on to him to meet every thrust of his cock.
Speaker 2: Somehow he push wu. She's deeper than she had ever
Speaker 2: managed with the vibrator, her core clutching wildly at his
Speaker 2: beautiful shaft as he hammers her pleasure deep inside, feeling
Speaker 2: impulse inside just takes her straight back to the edge
Speaker 2: of the precipice. Or does she ever really leave it?
Speaker 2: He groans loudly, a sound that Mary feels vibrating through
Speaker 2: his cockin into a pussy, a sound that seems to
Speaker 2: touch every inch of her body. With every thrust, his
Speaker 2: groans get louder, more punctuated, the vibrations along his cock
Speaker 2: more intense than his fingers tightened in her hair to
Speaker 2: the borderline of pain, the sensation sending another wave of
Speaker 2: pleasure ricocheting through her body, accentuating the throbbing in her
Speaker 2: pussy as she feels the warm streams of his comer
Speaker 2: erupt inside her, forcing her own body to explode in
Speaker 2: delightful agony, continuing to thrust with heart determined emotions. He
Speaker 2: grunts out the last of his cumb before releasing her hair,
Speaker 2: laying along her back, kissing her still trembling flesh immersing
Speaker 2: themselves in the warm sensations shared between their bodies. Gently,
Speaker 2: he kisses her neck, his hands caressing her shoulders gently.
Speaker 2: Eventually his cock slides from inside her, the warm caress
Speaker 2: of their comb kissing down her thighs. He helps her
Speaker 2: up on to her feet, his arms circling her until
Speaker 2: she studies, brushing his hand through her hair. He holds
Speaker 2: her gaze before whispering, sorry about the spanking and the
Speaker 2: hair pulling. It's a thing for me. I hope I
Speaker 2: didn't hurt you. His sparkling eyes watch her with canned
Speaker 2: for a moment before Mary turns to the desk and
Speaker 2: picks up his discarded cane. Turning back, she looks up
Speaker 2: at him from beneath her eyelashes, slides her hands slowly
Speaker 2: up and down the cane before she says coyly, Oh,
Speaker 2: you know, I've been curious about that forever, She says,
Speaker 2: smiling invitingly, maybe for the next lesson. Then he says.
Speaker 2: In the meantime, you have only a week before your meal,
Speaker 2: so shall we meet again on Tuesday and see if
Speaker 2: we can't get this menu done? That sounds great, Mary says,
Speaker 2: as she enjoys the gentle stream of come trickling down
Speaker 2: the inside of a thigh. Okay, you practice singing the
Speaker 2: words and we can spend a few hours going through
Speaker 2: it on Tuesday. I know you'll get it, he responds,
Speaker 2: guiding her toward the door with his hand on the
Speaker 2: smaller of her back. As Mary opens the door to leave,
Speaker 2: he spanks her ass once again, sending a jolt of
Speaker 2: pleasure through her body. Turning, Mary raises herself on her
Speaker 2: toes again and kisses him deeply, before saying until Tuesday, then,
Speaker 2: as she grins wildly, so the start of another listener's fantasy.
Speaker 2: I hope you enjoyed that. Now, if you haven't sent
Speaker 2: me your fantasy yet, why not go on, get on
Speaker 2: the email send it across to me. You know you'll
Speaker 2: love to hear it up here. So next week we
Speaker 2: have part two of our little story, and it may
Speaker 2: even go to a part three. Let's see how we go.
Speaker 2: So I look forward to seeing you next week when
Speaker 2: we can get wild in bed all over again. So
Speaker 2: until then, and always with your pleasure in mind, this
Speaker 2: is definitely wild. Wishing you salacious dreams
Speaker 1: Dumped, tumpted,