Seducing Mr. Price

After four weeks of this, Derrick Price was about to go mad, or at
least that was how he was feeling. Sitting in the front row of his
English 212 literature class was Lilith Anne Duvoy and her deliciously
short skirt. Every day she took that same seat at the far corner of
the room, next to the open window. Most of the time she didn’t even
seem to be paying attention, and when she was it was doubtful that her
thoughts were at the required reading on hand.


Like clockwork, every afternoon at 2’oclock, Mr. Price would take his
seat after the class’ daily discussion on whatever title was at hand,
making himself available for any questions that the student’s had
while completing their notes and filling out the study sheet handouts
that Mr. Price was so fond of. Just as he predictably followed his
afternoon routine, Lilith continued on with hers.

In contrast to all of the suntanned bodies and highlighted hair that
usually filled the seats of his class, she was definitely a girl set
apart. Maybe it was unfair for Derrick to think of her that way, but
with his life experiences, 20 years old was still very young. Being
nearly twice her age, Derrick price chided himself severely the first
time that he found his eyes inexplicably drawn to her dark hair and
pale skin, but it didn’t last for long, the mental admonishment.

Lilith was a strange creature, and surprisingly bright, aside from the
impression that she gave to the world. While her essays were
brilliantly structured and rich in vocabulary, her manner of
expression during class was one of utter boredom. Not bothering to
talk to any of the trendy and preppy girls with their fake nails,
high-priced clothes, and colorful cell phones, she tended to sit alone
instead, sketching nonchalantly in her quiet corner. It was
understandable that no one really tried to befriend her, as she truly
created an intimidating visage. With straight black hair that hugged
her heart shaped face in a short bob, everyone was amazingly startled
when she turned back to them, looking them straight in the face. The
softness of her hair played off of the hardness of her eyes, eyes that
were like ice in their bright transparency, so brilliant a blue that
they glowed nearly white. Making them even more striking was the fact
that in an almost religious manner, she painted her eyes with thin
line of black eyeliner all the way around. Aside from that, she wore
no makeup, her skin flawless in it’s creamy whiteness. Her lips were
the palest pink, and against his better judgement, Mr. Price from time
to time found himself wondering if her nipples were the same soft
color. Of course, he always felt ashamed of himself afterwards, but it
never stopped his mind from traveling back to what his imagination
composed of Lilith’s naked body.

In direct contrast with her softness, Lilith wore a thick leather
collar buckled around her long, sleek neck. Worn as one would a strand
of pearls, she had a slender steel chain clipped to a ring on the
collar and then draped around her neck time and again before
disappearing into the unknown recesses of her cleavage beneath her
button down shirt. With a white, knotted shirt, a blue and black plaid
skirt, and high black leather boots, she looked like the poster child
for depression. The only thing that ruined the image was the way her
eyes sparkled with mischief when Derrick accidentally met her gaze,
usually after being caught staring.

It was a ridiculous thought that a relatively decent looking man of
almost 40 years of age would be lusting after one of his students,
especially when he had a wife at home. On the other hand, what most
didn’t know was that his wife had next to nothing to do with him, and
only greeted him at the door on payday, with hand out-stretched. In
all truth, they hadn’t even slept in the same bed in two months, his
wife- Sarah, choosing to spend most nights at her sister’s house after
hitting the bar earlier on in the evening. He didn’t know if she was
having an affair or not, and if the truth were told, he had given up
honestly caring years ago. So, each afternoon, while spinning his
wedding ring on his finger, he stared out across the classroom
absentmindedly, time and again being drawn back to the long set of
legs that were crossed lazily at the ankle.

She knew he was watching, just as she had known every day before. It
was fun, this stupid little game that they played, both mentally
undressing the other, while both pretended not to notice that they
were being watched. But, while it had been entertaining up until this
point, the weeks had taken their toll, and Lilith found herself taunt
with frustration upon leaving Mr. Price’s class each afternoon, only
finding comfort in the goodies that she kept tucked away in her top
drawer of her night stand. It had been a long time since she had been
with a man that could keep her attention, so having the good luck of
being assigned to this particular teacher’s tutelage was a welcomed
relief.

The minutes seemed to tick by at an excruciating pace, but at 2:45pm,
Mr. Price stood up and sloppily wrote down the next reading assignment
for any who were irresponsible enough to have lost their syllabus.
Turning to accept the stranglers who decided to turn in their study
sheets at the last possible minute before filing out the door, Mr.
Price was confused and more than a little anxious when he noticed that
Lilith hadn’t moved from her seat. Setting the papers on his desk, he
nervously wiped his hands down the front of his gray slacks.

“Yes? What can I help you with Lil?” he said in a tight voice.

Slowly standing up, Lilith made her way over to Derrick’s desk and
began to trace the gouges in it’s surface as she looked up at him with
a wickedly innocent face.

“Actually, Mr. Price, I was wondering what I could help YOU with. I’ve
seen you staring at me. You do realize that some would consider your
leering to be a form of sexual harassment, don’t you?” she said in a
dangerously flat tone.

Immediately, Derrick felt his heart thud against his chest in a
sickening manner. ‘That little bitch,’ he thought, as he looked down
at her, stunned beyond words.

“I…I have no idea what you are talking about. And I sure as hell
haven’t been doing any type of harassing toward you in any matter, let
alone sexual,” he said with a slight stammer, not knowing whether to
be afraid for his job or just plain angry.

To his complete surprise, she began to laugh, a soft lilting sound
that he had never heard before.

“Oh, for God’s sake….I’m just playing with you! You need to lighten
up,” she said off handedly as she hoisted herself up to sit on the
edge of his desk.

“You know, you have this terrible problem Derrick……I can call you
Derrick, right? Anyway, you know what your problem is? You are just
too damn uptight.”

In mild amusement, Mr. Price crossed his arms across his chest and
looked down on her with the barest hint of a grin.

“Oh, is that right. And I’m sure that you know exactly how to cure my
problem, is that correct?” he said with biting cynicism.

“As a matter of fact, I do,” she quipped, picking up his discarded
pen, rolling the tip around on the desk top before sliding the capped
end between her pearly teeth.

“Ok, what is your sage wisdom for me, oh learned one,” Derrick tossed
out in reply as he settled himself into his desk chair, leaning back
to look up at her thickly made-up eyes. “Well,” she said, “ First, I
think that you need to loosen your tie a bit,’ she joked, scooting
across the desk and leaning over to tug at the slip of polyester.

“You know what you need to do next?” she said teasingly, as she slid
her long legs over his side of the desk, resting the heel of one boot
on a drawer pull.

“No, but I’m sure you are going to tell me,” he said in a somewhat
distracted voice, his eyes drawn to her small, dimpled knees and the
way that her skirt had rode up. He could catch the barest hint of her
panties if he just turned his head a little to the side to look along
the underside of her legs…

“I think you need a good fucking,” she said in a no-nonsense tone,
parting her thighs slightly. There was no more need to play around at
getting a look, as he could now clearly see the softness of her pale
blue panties and the shape of her pussy as the material molded to her
skin. Sucking in a deep breath at her boldness, Derrick sat up
straight, readying to get up and show her out.

“You know as well as I do that it is against school policy for any
instructor to get involved with a student. As flattering as your
suggestion is, I think that it might be best…” With a firm nudge of a
booted heel, Derrick found himself again laying back in his chair,
nearly falling over with the force of his weight as it shifted.

“Well, I don’t really give a shit,” she said icily as she slid from
the desktop to stand in front of him.

“ Have you ever given any thought to the fact that maybe I needed a
good fucking too? After all, I have a very demanding English lit.
class. I spend and entire hour every day being gawked at by my horny
instructor who has to stay seated for almost the whole class just to
keep everyone from seeing his hard-on. Do you know the effect that
that has on a girl?” she said, grabbing hold of the arms of the chair
as she straddled his legs and sat down over his thighs, looking
squarely into his startled brown eyes.

“You know that I am not offering anything that you don’t already
want,” she said with a little pout, slowly dragging her index finger
down the buttons of his starched white shirt.

“I’ll let you do anything……” she said in a whisper, bending to trace
her nimble tongue over the curve of his bottom lip.

Taking the initiative, Lilith settled her mouth over his, deftly
slipping her warm tongue between his lips, sliding it over the warmth
of his motionless tongue. Just when she was sure that he was indeed
going to turn her down, his entire body came to life as he slipped one
hand deep within her mass of dark hair, pulling her mouth down harder
on his. While they hungrily devoured each other, his other hand came
to rest on her hip, pushing her down into his lap as he slowly pushed
his hips up into hers. Moaning softly, Lilith pulled away from his
bruising kiss to catch her breath.

“Mmm…..you taste delicious,” she drawled.

“Did you mean ‘anything’,” Derrick asked as he tightened his hand into
a fist and turned her head so he could run the tip of his tongue
around the shell of her ear.

“Oh yes,” she groaned,” I meant ANYTHING.”

“Good,” he whispered, nipping at the lobe of her ear.

With a gentle firmness, he slid her backward until she was able to put
her feet down on the ground. With a look of anticipation, she looked
down at him.

“I want you to unbutton your shirt,” he said, staring as her hands
began to move slowly over the buttons. As each inch of skin was
revealed, his dick began to jump within his pants. When he thought
that it was as hard as it could get, she parted the material, exposing
small, perfect breasts with beautiful pale pink nipples that stood out
in from her body proudly. His hands tightened on the arms of his
chair.

“Now, unwind the chain and hand it to me.”

With sparkling eyes, Lilith slowly complied, seeming to take great
pleasure in the task. With the chain in hand, Derrick wrapped it
around his hand a couple of times and then gave a sudden yank.,
sending Lilith teetering to regain her balance before falling.
Catching herself, she lowered herself quickly to her knees between his
spread legs.

“I want you to suck my dick,” Derrick said bluntly, leaning back in
the chair, pulling the chain taunt. At the pull, Lilith leaned in
closer, her nose buried against the zipper of his pants. When given a
little bit of slack, she enthusiastically dragged down the zipper and
fished his swollen cock out, pushing down his pants enough to free his
balls. His dick was of average size, only about 5 ½ inches, but it was
monstrously thick, more like a baseball bat than a penis. It’s head
was a large, tight mushroom shape, such a deep red that it bordered on
purple. As she leaned over to touch her lips to him, Derrick slid a
hand into her short hair, forming a fist, and slowly impaled her hot
mouth with his throbbing dick. Opening her mouth extra wide to keep
from scraping her teeth against his sensitive rod, she hesitated, but
only momentarily. Eagerly, she wrapped her nimble tongue around the
swollen head of his cock before sucking ever inch deep within her
mouth, to the back of her throat. His pubic hair tickled her nose, but
she didn’t have the leisure of thinking about it. With a roughness
born of desperation, Derrick had tightened his grip on her scalp and
began frantically fucking her face, driving his cock deeper and harder
into her waiting mouth. As he began to gasp and groan with each thrust
of his hips, Lilith moaned hungrily around her mouthful of dick. The
vibrations slithered along his swollen flesh and buried itself deep
within his balls, causing them to ache fiercely.

“Oh God, yeah. Suck it all down,” he panted, bucking desperately into
her mouth.

As Lil fondled his balls with one hand, she fed off of his arousal,
using the fingers of her other hand to furiously rub her clit, sliding
back from time and again to plunge into her wet hole to lubricate her
fingers. Just as she was on the verge of orgasm, and Derrick’s cock
began to swell against her tongue, he suddenly stopped, pulling her
head up. With a hand clamped around the base of his jumping dick, Mr.
Price looked down at Lil with a face flushed with lust, his cheeks
nearly as brightly colored as the head of his organ. When he noticed
her fingering herself, he jerked the chain roughly, sending her
sprawling across his lap, his wet dick sliding against the side of her
face.

“Not yet,” he said tightly.

“Take your panties off,” he said, giving her the length of leash to do
so. When she had slid the cotton down, she looked at him
questioningly.

“Turn around and slide down your skirt.” Complying, Lilith slid down
the small tube of material that covered her, baring her soft white ass
to his gaze. Without saying a word, Derrick leaned over and took the
cheeks of her ass in his hands, kneading the fleshy globes. With a
firm pressure, he urged her down to the floor on her hands and knees.
As he slid down onto the tile floor behind her, Derrick bent down to
run his wet tongue over the curve of her ass, nipping lightly at the
roundness of one cheek. Rewarded with a small yelp and the thrusting
back of Lil’s hips, Derrick continued to explore her full posterior.

Moaning at his ministrations, Lilith ground her hips back into his
firm hands. She lowered her head, concentrating on the delicious
feelings that he was tormenting her with. Gasping in surprise, she
arched her back as Mr. Price slid one hand up the inside of her thigh,
stroking his long fingers the slickness of the lips of her clean
shaven pussy.

“Mmm….please, Mr. Price…….fuck me,” she panted, like a seasoned whore.

In answer to her pleading, Derrick brought back a hand and smacked her
smartly on her ass, leaving a bright pink hand print.

“I’ll do what I want with you,” he grunted, squeezing her hips tightly
in his firm hands.

Sliding his rough fingers along her ivory skin, he dragged them down
the curve of her bottom, pulling the cheeks of her ass apart, bearing
the pink and puckered entrance of her anus. Using the slick
lubrication from her dripping pussy, he bathed the tiny opening before
gripping the shaft of his dick in one hand and gently pushing it
against the tightly puckered rose. Arching her back with pleasure,
Lilith helped Derrick along, letting him know that this wasn’t a first
for her. With a delicious whimper, she shifted her weight back on her
knees and leaned into his thick dick. Slowly, his swollen rod
disappeared within the recesses of her body, and Lil moaned her
pleasure as she felt Derrick slide home and groan deeply in his chest.
With his head bent and his brown hair brushing his forehead, he
purposefully withdrew and plunged back within, over and over until
they were both writhing and incoherent with lust. Dropping to her
elbows, Lilith gave him better access to her tight hole as she reached
back with one hand to work her swollen clit with wet fingers. As
Derrick’s pace picked up and he hammered harder into the warmth of
Lil’s welcoming ass, he held her hips in an iron grip.

“Oh yeah, oh baby….fuck me……fuck me!” she cried through gritted teeth
as her fingers worked at a feverish pace.

“Oo, mmm…you want it all? Huh, Lil? You want me to cum in your
beautiful ass?”

“Yes, yes…..yes…..” she chanted, begging, on the verge of cumming
herself. “Uh, Ooo…Derrick, I’m gonna cum,” she moaned, rolling her
clit between her thumb and forefinger.

Listening to her hot exclamations and feeling her sweet body gripping
his with every dip of his hard dick, Derrick was right on the edge.
Holding firm to the strong bones of her hips, Derrick pounded her with
a fierceness that was written all over his face as his breath exploded
from his lungs and he cried out as his cock jumped within her,
shooting hot jets of cum deep within her.

With the sounds of sex in her ears and the roughness of his touch,
Lilith found herself hit with a monstrous orgasm, causing her legs to
tremble beneath her. Slowly, she slid her heavy arm back up to her
other to support her weight as Derrick slowly pumped in and out of her
slick ass, the contractions of her body pulling every drop of cum from
his erupting penis. After sliding free of her spent form, Mr. Price
sat back on his heels, his slacks still around his ankles. With a
devilish expression, Lil slid around on her knees to face him. Using
the hand that she had employed to get herself off, she ran one slick
finger over his lower lip until he greedily sucked the digit into his
mouth, sucking it clean of her juices. Leaning over, she pulled her
hand away, only to replace it with her mouth, kissing him deeply.

Then, just as there was the threat of an awkward moment, Lilith stood
up and gathered her clothes, slipping back into them and straightening
her hair.

“See baby, that was just what you needed,” she said as she walked
nonchalantly out the door, leaving Mr. Derrick Price sitting in his
desk chair with his pants up and shirt undone.