Chapter 1

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.