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Hi! I'm Tim, and let me tell you about the incredible love story that is Lisa and me. We began our journey as high school sweethearts, and our bond has grown stronger over the course of nearly two decades. Recently, we’ve become “empty nesters”, which has spurred us to embark on a journey to infuse some excitement into our marriage, where our escapades have taken a decidedly less conventional turn. With determination and passion, I decided it was time to elevate our connection to a new level.
Lisa, my beloved, has always had a certain reserved charm about her. She would either enthusiastically join me in my pursuits or firmly decline when her heart wasn't in it. Exploring our desires has been thrilling, and I couldn't wait to see where this new chapter would lead us. After extensive online research, numerous heartfelt conversations, and careful deliberation, we thought one of the best ways to start our sensual exploration was to acquire a card game from the Hedonist that promised to deepen connections and lubricate some naughty conversation - which we thought was witty! Little did we know that it would pave the way for one of the most unforgettable days of my life. Allow me to share the story of what unfolded.
A few weeks before our fifteenth wedding anniversary, Lisa and I were on what we called a “lazy date”. It was essentially just her and I relaxing in our bedroom, cuddling up with wine to loosen us up, a charcuterie board to munch on, and conversing about everything. That night, we decided to flip through one of the sexy card games we had recently purchased. It was a collection of cheeky ‘truth or dare’ prompts, but we were too tired from our busy day to be “adventurous”, so we decided to only play with the ‘truth’ cards. Each question on the cards had us revisit memories, and it was fascinating to know kinky details about my wife that I was unaware of.
A particular card that really piqued my interest was the one that asked, "What is your wildest sex fantasy?". Lisa's swift response caught me by surprise. Her desire was to be sensually involved with a hot teacher or lecturer while dressed as a naughty schoolgirl, and honestly, that left me quite captivated. Curiosity got the best of me, and I couldn't resist asking her to elaborate on her fantasy. That conversation certainly left an unexpectedly sensual allure, stirring my own desires. It was a thrilling and enticing exchange, one I wouldn't have objected to exploring further.
As the week unfolded, Lisa's sweet words lingered in my thoughts like a captivating melody, and her enchanting image from that fantasy occupied my mind. Considering we had both been into small-scale acting back in the day and had engaged in role-play once or twice, my mind graphically conjured what it would be like to have her act as a naughty schoolgirl and me be her raunchy teacher. Soon, it became clear to me that I had to take action. Fortunately, our upcoming wedding anniversary provided the ideal occasion to turn her fantasy into a reality.
The morning of our anniversary soon rolled around, and the ball was set rolling. I had told her that I would be in charge of the day and all she needed to do was follow my lead. I had bought her the sexiest collegiate outfit — a very short pleated plaid skirt that would proudly show some of her ass cheeks underneath the skirt’s lacey hem and a matching crop top with a seductively plunging neckline that left little to imagination.
The day was planned to be perfect!
My Lisa awoke to a morning filled with delightful surprises: a meticulously chef-prepared breakfast adorned with a bouquet of roses and an intriguing black box that held a playful ensemble. Inside the box contained a naughty outfit and 2 cards placed above it: the “What is your wildest sex fantasy” card from the card game and a handwritten love note from me that read, “Follow up with a text to Professor Granger for your next set of instructions."
Lisa and I had planned to meet at one of the town's most sophisticated hotels. I had reserved a suite with an office area, and I took the opportunity to create an ambience of intellect and refinement. I set up the spacious work desk, surrounded by a collection of books and a tall, freestanding desk lamp, all next to a plush armchair to set the mood. Besides, the walls were soundproof, and privacy was guaranteed, so my wife could scream from pleasure as loud as she wanted without feeling uncomfortable.
Several hours later, my carefully crafted scheme was set in motion when I received a message from Lisa.
"Alright, Timothy Granger, you mischievous charmer," her text read. "Thank you for the delightful breakfast you prepared, your pancakes are always the fluffiest 😊. And, may I say, I’m VERY intrigued with the outfit you picked out. Now tell me, where the hell am I supposed to meet you!”
A warm, affectionate grin adorned my lips as I shared the hotel's location with her and playfully directed her to proceed directly to the reception desk to retrieve the key for room 609. In a teasing tone, I also dutifully reminded her that I was now "Professor Granger ", and she was now in her first year of university.
When it came to my appearance, I made sure to opt for a smart-casual look that I knew would catch her eye. I wore a light blue, long-sleeve dress shirt, its sleeves casually rolled up, with the top two buttons undone. My dark blue tailored trousers hugged my form, subtly revealing my longing desire. The absence of a tie created an air of ease, emphasised by the silver Omega Speedmaster watch she had gifted me just two years ago — a timeless piece. My black dress shoes gleaned from a recent polish, perfectly complemented by a matching sleek black leather belt. As a seasoned professor with a decade of experience, I felt confident in my presentation. To add a touch of excitement to our rendezvous, I had prepared three playful surprises, neatly arranged on a tray, awaiting the perfect moment to introduce them into our evening. Hopefully, these surprises would enhance our shared experience, and she would select one to further ignite our passion.
About an hour after texting her, I heard a soft knock on the suite’s door, and an all-familiar twitch in my underwear sent shivers down my spine. My Lisa wasn't even in the room yet, and I was already so horny. I took in a deep breath as I walked to the door and opened it. Her acquainted floral perfume immediately greeted me, and I relished my wife's gorgeous appearance. She had an oversized trench coat slung over her shoulders to hide her revealing outfit but had managed to keep all the front buttons undone so I could be greeted by how stunning she looked. More so, she had taken the time to wear my favourite red lipstick shade, which she knew was my kryptonite.
My eyes lingered on the plunging neckline of her top, and I could feel blood rush to my dick. Still stumped by her beauty, she gently hurried past me with a cheeky smile and into the room so I could close the door. I could not move from the doorway because my eyes were fixed on her body. I watched her purposely shrug the coat off her shoulders and sucked in a deep breath as she bent forward to pick it up. The hem of the skirt softly caressed her ass as it rolled up, showing me she had conveniently skipped the thong as her pussy lips greeted me. She slowly stood straight and turned to face me as a blush crept on her face. It always fascinates me by how shy she could be in my presence, even after so many years together.
After what seemed like an eternity, she finally spoke up. "Hello, Professor. My name is Lisa. You asked me to meet you concerning my extra credit paper." She said softly.
A slight grin escaped my lips as I regained myself and got into character. Clearing my throat and extending my arm to hers, I spoke sharply, "Hello, Lisa. I am glad you came over. Most students would rather not be on campus during the holidays."
I held her hand and gently stroked the back of her palms. I watched her cheeks get red again as I let go. "I liked your paper on female pleasure." I grinned and gestured to her to walk with me across the suite to where the office was. As soon as I opened the door, I saw the excitement in her eyes as she took in the décor, and I knew she was pleased with me.
"Thank you, Professor. Pleasure matters a lot to me." She whispered into my ear very seductively and walked past me into the office where a sturdy table with chairs stood.
I could smell alcohol on her breath and was grateful for the liquid courage.
"My pleasure matters a lot to me." She said again as she sat on one of the chairs, opening her legs wide and showing me her pink slit, causing my breath to get stuck in my throat.
I swallowed. I felt my dick twitch again, and I knew there was only so much I could say before I pounced on her. I went behind the desk and sat, still mesmerised by her beauty.
"As much as I liked your work, I don't think your paper was your best". I said, giving a scrutinising look.
"My best?" Lisa said in her most sultry voice as she turned the chair to face me, placed her elbows on her knees and pressed her arms close to her chest, pushing up her breasts and making my thoughts run wild.
"I am sorry, Professor Granger. I do not understand." Lisa gently stood as she sheepishly smiled, leaned on the desk, and bobbed up and down, slightly bouncing her breasts. She bent lower, knowing I would become privy to her nipples, and a smile crept up her lips.
I became aroused thinking about how I wanted my head between her breasts, and I had no idea when I made my way to the door and locked it. The 'click' rang through the room, and I swallowed — Only one thing could come out of locking a door entrapped with a student in a short skirt and low-hanging top and a very horny lecturer.
I leaned on the door as I stared at her, and my eyes darted to the tray of toys I had kept.
"Well, I felt your paper had no personal touch. You were writing about other women, but I would have liked to read about your pleasure," I said as I began to stroll towards Lisa.
"I would have liked to read about your orgasms…." My voice trailed as I closed the gap between us and placed the curve of my hand on her back. Her breathing became ragged as I stroked her cheek with my free hand. I leaned into her, putting my forehead on hers, keeping our lips very close and taking in her breath.
"…. And I would like to hear your screams as you have those orgasms," I finally whispered, taking in her soft lips and absolving myself in the warmth of her kisses as her soft moans filled the room. I began to invade her mouth with my tongue, and our lips danced back and forth.
Soon, I started planting kisses on her neck and shoulders, and when I grazed the back of her ear, she sucked in a heavy breath. I was unsure how long to wait as my fingers traced her bra's outline. She caught on and began to remove her top and skirt. After helping her undress, I was greeted by her only clad in her bra. I drew her close, still kissing her and squeezing her ass tightly. It was particularly remarkable having her almost nude and I still clothed.
"Do you know how horny you make me, Lisa?" I said between hot breaths.
"How horny?" She chuckled.
"So horny that all I think about when you’re in my class is how your pussy would taste", I laughed as I took a few steps back to look at her body.
"You're so perfect", I said, through kisses and freed one of her breasts from its cup, loving and adoring the freed nipple. I unclasped the bra and let her breasts fall into my hands as I paid ample attention to each globe, forming a triangle of kisses between her mouth and breasts.
I was already fully hard by this time, and she knew all I wanted was to be buried in between her legs. I led her to the desk and helped her sit on it. Pushing her down, I told her to use her elbows to rest on it, giving her body the perfect incline and allowing me to view her most intimate regions. My hands then went to her thighs, instructing her to gently place the soles of her feet on the table and open her legs. I grabbed the chair she had sat on and set my face directly at her pussy.
A huge smile formed on her face because she knew I wanted her to watch me eat her out. I waited a bit to build anticipation, and making sure we didn't break eye contact, I brought out my tongue and licked her entire vulva with one swift stroke.
"Fuck. I love how you’re making me feel, Professor.” She sighed, letting her fingers get caught in my hair. She threw her head back as I did it repeatedly. When her juices started to ooze out of her, I focused solely on her clit ─ kissing, licking, and flicking. I didn't stop worshipping her hood even as I introduced a finger into her.
Her body gripped my digit, and I gently began to drill her core. As I felt her get wetter, I introduced another finger.
"Oh fuuucccck, Professor! Don't stop." Her moans became louder. She had her eyes tight shut, and I knew she was getting close to that much-needed orgasm.
I raised my head, and she instantly opened her eyes, wondering why I had stopped.
"Look at me, I want to see your beautiful face," I said, calling her attention with my low, raspy voice. I caught her gaze and made her watch me spit on her pussy. I pulled out my fingers, licked them and bent down again. I gave her clit a good lick and pushed a finger into her asshole and two into her vagina. My Lisa couldn't contain it anymore as I stretched her open.
"I'm commmiinnng!!" she belted as her feet and elbows gave way. She lay flat on the table, throwing her head back and writhing from pleasure. My head was still between her legs when she let out the warmest yet sweetest gush of fluid. She tried to keep her legs together to control it but failed as her juices went everywhere ─ drenching my face, shirt and the table. I had never seen her so wet and so shaken.
I finally raised my head as she came down from her high, smiling ear to ear.
"Your shirt is drenched Professor Granger." Lisa chuckled as I held her hands and helped her sit upright on the desk.
"It is, and you will pay me back for it," I snickered.
"What do you want, sir?" She said, leaning down, cupping my face and kissing my cum stained lips.
"I want to fuck you," I whispered as she kissed me again, giving me her approval. I stood up, helped her down from the table, and turned her back to me. I leaned in and drew the tray of covered toys closer. She uncovered them and giggled. "What will it be, Lisa? The paddle, the nipple sucker or the butt plug?" I asked as I kissed her back. She stared at them for some minutes, wrapping her fingers around the spank paddle. I instantly became aroused.
My fingers traced along her collarbone, and I gently placed my hands on her waist and stroked her belly with my thumb. Her breathing became heavy.
I placed my palm on one of her breasts and lightly squeezed it as I began to massage in slow, circular motions. Her nipples puckered again, and I placed one of them between my fingers and rolled them around. I closed my eyes and then took in a deep breath.
I gently pushed Lisa onto the table so her round backside could face me and I could enjoy the view. I straddled her leg apart and found my way to her pussy hole. She was still wet. Without much thought, I undid my buckle, unzipped my pants, pulled out my cock and thrust into her. I went in slowly as she whimpered from discomfort but soon adjusted to my girth. I made sure she took in all my length. When I had stretched her open, I pulled back and away from her, causing her to squirm and protest, but I had better plans. I leaned in to kiss both ass cheeks as I grabbed the paddle.
'Smack!' rang across the room as the paddle landed on her ass. I was unsure if I was to go again when I heard her mumble, "More". I chuckled at how eager she sounded and repeated the act. With her legs astride, I could see into her pussy hole. Her juices started to make their way out like honey.
The more I hit her, the more she moaned and creamed. I continued for as long as I could, causing her to writhe and beg me. I was so aroused that my cock was so hard, and I could not cope any more.
My vision started getting fuzzy, so I grabbed the chair to sit and get a breather. I closed my eyes for a few minutes and opened them to have my Lisa standing before me.
"Tired already, Professor?" She giggled as she leaned in to kiss my forehead and rub my hair.
"I could never be tired of you, my love." I lightly laughed.
"Good." She said, staring at my dick, which was now slightly flaccid.
Lisa cupped my face as she tilted my head upward and kissed me. She then pulled my chair closer to her and the table. I smirked, wondering what she wanted to do as she bent, grabbed my penis, stroked softly and massaged my balls, causing me to stand at attention quickly. A moan escaped my lips, and she sealed them with a kiss. She turned towards the table and leaned into it for support, with her back and ass directly facing me. Making sure she had a wider stance, she began to lower herself onto me with her pussy hole aiming for the head of my cock. I knew she wanted to fuck me while I sat on the chair, and at this point, I was not going to fight it.
I angled myself so my dick stood higher and held on to her waist to give her more support. As her pussy entrance finally got to my dick, I lowered her gently onto me.
"Fuck”, we both thumped in unison.
I had never been so deep inside her, and it felt wildly intimate. We remained like that for a few minutes as I kissed her back. When she was ready, she began to ride me, making circles and pumping. Our bodies always managed to sync easily, and however motion she wanted, I would reply fiercely.
"Harder, Professor Granger! You know I love feeling your dick in me," she moaned as my length rammed in and out of her. I was so turned on at how the room reverberated with the sounds of our grunts, my moans, and the wet noises of our sex grinding against each other. She groaned as she fucked me, each stroke accompanied with profanities.
I began tracing circles around her back. I could not get enough of her. I started replacing those kisses with soft bites, hoping to combine pleasure and pain and make them unique. After a few more hard thrusts, I knew I was close to cumming. It was as though she could read my mind when she stopped riding me, got up, turned around and knelt before me.
I watched her take my cock into her mouth and suck on the head as she stroked my shaft with her hand and massaged my balls with the other. She kept her eyes firmly on mine and gave my balls a tight squeeze ─That was when I felt myself lose all inhibition as my brain went static from the intense sensations that flooded my body.
My vision went dim, and I saw stars. Lisa's strokes became faster, more intense, as though she drilled for my pleasure, and she sucked on me as though her life depended on it. I had never felt this way before as ecstasy filled my veins.
"Happy Anniversary, my love". I moaned in pleasure as the world around me stilled.
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