Ms. Rider’s Arrangement

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Ms Rider had been my Professor for exactly ten minutes when I realised that there was going to be an issue. Not only had I come to terms with my sexuality over the summer and started hooking up with girls, but I had discovered the niche of women over the age of thirty we’re what turned me on the most. Sitting in the sunny classroom the first day back at university I let my mind wander to all of the things that Ms Rider might do to me if I ever had the chance to be intimate with her, in the midst of my daydream I am pulled back to reality once I realise the rest of the class are laughing at me.

“Yes Ma’am?” I say, flushing red in the face.

“I asked if you were here, Maddison. Pay attention please.” Ms Rider scolded. She looked at me sternly over the top of her half-moon glasses and then carried on running through the first day admin while I allowed myself to clock out once more and wait for the clock to say it is time for my next lecture. History had never been my strong suit, I struggled with remembering dates and having to learn about different plagues and wars sent me off to sleep. So it was no surprise that by the third week of consecutively daydreaming through class and doing the bare minimum amount of work that Ms Rider would pull me up as I was leaving the classroom after my last lecture on a cooling Friday afternoon.

“You know, Maddison. You never seemed to have a problem paying attention in my English class last year, did something happen over the summer?” Ms Rider said, leaning against the front of her desk. I pause for a minute as I take in her beauty. Ms Rider couldn’t have been older than forty, her tight pencil skirt and flowy floral blouse showed off her hourglass figure nicely as the fabric clung to all over her curves and accentuated her slim waist. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a high ponytail with a fringe that framed her red half-moon glasses.

“I’m sorry, Ma’am. I just can’t seem to keep my focus on dates at the moment, I seem to find myself a little distracted.”

“This wouldn’t have anything to do with the rumours that I have been hearing around school lately about your…activities…over the summer would it?” Ms Rider prodded gently, her voice staying level and authoritative.

“What rumours Ma’am?” I say feigning ignorance and batting my eyelashes innocently up at my teacher.

“Well now, the most well known student on campus can hardly spend the summer partying and hooking up with girls without everyone hearing about it. I escort bayan must say though, I never imagined this new found sexuality of yours was going to provide issues in the classroom. Perhaps we had better find a solution so that you don’t fail my class.” Ms Rider walks behind her desk and bends over, her big round ass pointed at me and wiggling from side to side as she digs around for a notepad and pen, sitting on the edge of her desk and crossing her legs. I feel my panties starting to grow wet and shuffle in my seat trying to play it off.

“So then, what is it exactly that you want from this class, Maddison?” Ms Rider looks at me over the top of her glasses and bites the end of her pen seductively.

“I just want to pass, Ma’am, nothing too special.” I decide that if my teacher is going to tease me with her allure, then I was going to be as difficult as I could for her.

“Well now, that’s a very achievable goal. Don’t you agree?” She writes it down and leans towards me, exposing her deep cleavage and the edge of her lacy black bra. I gulp.

“Yes Ma’am, but what can I do to pass this class for extra credit? I don’t think that I am going to pass very easily.” I subtly unbutton the top two buttons on my blouse when Ms Rider is looking away briefly and am surprised when she notices right away. She takes off her glasses and gently places them on the ledge of the whiteboard as she walks over to the door to the classroom. All of the students had pretty much cleared out by this point and there were just a couple of cleaners and a custodian wandering the halls. Satisfied, Ms Rider pulls the blind on the window and locks the door as she would if the classroom had already been cleaned and walks over to start shutting curtains on the other side of the room while I sit at my desk watching as her ass sways with each step in a mesmerising pattern.

“Well, I have an idea on how you could possibly pass this class and keep me happy at the same time. I could always be a private tutor to you.” My stomach flips as I feel my clitoris heat up and tingle at the thought of spending long periods of time alone with my hot teacher.

“I wouldn’t be able to pay you Ma’am. I’m already living on campus though.” I felt like I had a pretty good grasp of the situation and decided to play into her game, especially if it means I won’t actually have to do any work this year.

“Now there is the fun part, see. I will tutor you in exchange for some…favours. When you are well behaved you bursa vip escort will be rewarded with good grades, if you misbehave or make me unhappy in any way then you will be punished. Do you understand Maddison?” I nod and she sits on the edge of my desk, taking my chin in her hand and turning my face up to look at hers.

“Yes Ms Rider.” She corrects

“Yes Ms Rider.”

“Good girl, I want you to take off your clothes but leave your bra, panties and shoes on please. I want to have a look at what all the fuss is about.” I stand in front of the whiteboard and unbutton my blouse, placing it on the back of a chair with my skirt following suit. Once I am finished undressing Ms Rider walks around me inspecting and groping me like an animal before she pulls me close and kisses me briefly. She pulls back and I let out a disappointed noise which she chuckles at.

“You’ll get to do much more than that soon sweetie. I want to see what you can do, come over here.” Ms Rider stands and unzips her tight skirt, placing it on her desk, sitting down and bringing her legs up spread wide. I quickly drop to my knees in front of her and dive into her wet pussy. All of my fantasies from the beginning of the year are coming true as I breathe in the scent of her delicious cunt, her juices running slowly down towards her asshole until I lap it up and continue licking and sucking on her clitoris. I hear Ms Rider moaning above me and she winds her fingers into my hair, pushing me in deeper. I reach my hand down between my legs and start to gently rub my clit through my panties, at first being subtle but as I get carried away with the beautiful woman before me and her stunningly bare pussy in front of me and begin to moan into the strokes of my tongue drawing Ms Rider’s attention to what I was doing.

“Did you ask if you could touch yourself, Maddison?” Ms Rider scolds, sliding her ass back on her desk so that I can’t touch it anymore.

“No Ma’am.” I say apologetically.

“From now on you will only touch yourself with my permission. Okay Maddison?” I nod and she hops off the desk, standing me up and bending me over the desk with my legs spread. Ms Rider tucks her fingers into the waistband of my panties and slowly pulls them down and off, spanking each of my ass cheeks hard before she stuffs my soaking panties into my mouth as a make-shift gag.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me from now on?” Ms Rider asks, gently massaging the tender spot bursa elit escort where she had spanked me.

“Yes Ma’am.” I say, muffled by my panties. Ms Rider dips her hand between my legs, running her fingers along my pussy to feel my wetness before plunging her fingers deep into my tight hole. I moan loud as she starts to pump her fingers in and out slowly, stimulating my clit with her other thumb. As she picks up the speed and force of her fingering, my knees begin to shake and I lean deeper onto the desk, raising my ass higher into the air for my teacher.

“Good girl, you know exactly how I like it.” Ms Rider says, stroking my leg affectionately. I smile between moans and Ms Rider rewards me by replacing her fingers with her tongue, lapping up all of the wetness that is starting to run down my legs and sucking on my clit until I am nearly screaming at her touch. Before long I feel the familiar pull in my stomach and try to warn Ms Rider as my squirt builds up but because of the panties in my mouth she doesn’t understand me and is pleasantly surprised when I squirt on the floor beneath us as she goes back to pushing her fingers in and out, hard and fast as I orgasm loudly and am thankful for the loud music playing over the speakers for the cleaners.

“Good girl, you aren’t done yet though.” Ms Rider helps me to stand shakily before she pulls me into her and fingers me while standing behind me. The overstimulation drives me over the edge as my knees give out under me and I feel a second orgasm build in my stomach. Ms Rider turns me around and pushes me onto my knees, spreading her legs slightly to allow me better access to start sucking on her clit and dancing my tongue around and into her delicious pussy.

“Touch yourself baby, I want you to cum at the same time as me.” Ms Rider’s face is a mixture of pleasure and command as she looks down at me, holding my head tightly by my ponytail and grinding hard against my mouth. I start to rub myself fast as Ms Rider’s moan grows louder and louder before finally I feel her shiver and drops to her knees in front of me, kissing me deeply as she fingers me to completion not long after her.

We lie on the floor of the classroom, Ms Rider casually playing with my nipples or my clit every now and then but not making me cum again. We kiss lazily as the smell of sex fills the room, grabbing desperately at each others breasts.

“I think maybe this could be a regular arrangement.” I say, panting as I nuzzle into Ms Rider’s neck.

“I think I agree, it has been so hard having to resist you in your tight little clothes the last couple of weeks. Thank goodness you are graduating after this year.” Ms Rider affectionately pats my head before we quietly stand and get dressed, stopping every now and then to softly kiss.

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