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Hi, it's Devlin and welcome to another episode of Wild in Bed, your destination for salacious stories, sensual satisfaction and finger licking good fantasies.

So to Night, part two of our Teacher's fantasy.

Told you this one was going to run.

You've got three weeks with this one, I think, get settled.

Ah, So where is Mary up to?

Well?

When the last week she had her introduction to her spanking and hair pulling and some pretty intense a sexual pleasure.

Now o'h see she has her second lesson to night.

So just how far will this go?

And will Mary be able to take it?

Now?

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Mary really wished mister Amaru hadn't suggested his home for the next class.

It was bad enough being back at her old school, where years of intimidation engulfed her, but here after last time, she just could not help but think about what might happen behind his door.

His door that stood so ominously in front of her.

She knew there was nothing special about it.

It was a dark green with grasp door furniture.

But knowing he was just inches away, knowing that he was just on the other side of this thin piece of wood, made her whole body tingle.

She was more than aware that when she crossed the threshold and entered his den, she would be at his mercy.

Nothing he had said would suggest that at all, but his demeanor at their last lesson had been so strong, so intense, and her response so submissive.

Without thinking about it, she couldn't help but phil that this would be true.

She tried to forget the intimacy of their meeting, tried to focus on what she was here to learn.

But when she imagined those words, the sensation of him thrusting into her flooded her body, and that beautifully sticking pleasure from the hard caress of his palm as he spanked her naked ass.

Geez.

There was just so much from that brief encounter that she knew wasn't normal, but god, it felt good.

She vibrated with pleasure from head to toe without realizing it.

Mary's fingers were pushing across her scalp and bawling her hair tightly, a habit she had developed over the past couple of days, enjoying the shots of electricity as sent between her thighs, holding her breath as her fingers wrapped around the cold metal of the door knocker, she lifted it and then nervously bolt it down against the plate, the sound sending a shudder through her body.

She couldn't decide if her response was due to nerves or excitement.

Either way, her pussy was burning like hell.

She closed her eyes as the last echoes of her knock faded away.

She knew the words now, she had sung them religiously since their last lesson.

She had the rhythm of them, even if the words still became a blur as she looked at them, she had the form of them, and that seemed to be enough as long as she took her time and didn't rush herself.

But as the words Dancer remind, her body remembered feeling him inside her again.

It had been a recurring theme.

After every practice session.

She had to take a break to relieve the ache that just continued to grow.

But it wasn't enough.

She needed him inside her again, filling her, making her submit.

For the longest moment, she waited until a faint click sounded behind the door, and as the door swung open, she gasped to see his eyes sparkling in the dim hallway light.

Somehow they just seemed to float in the gloom, a light of hope.

In the velvety darkness.

Come in, he said, his voice warm and welcoming, and Mary liked to think a little mischievous.

Her eyes dropped out of shyness under his gaze.

Goose bumps of anticipation suddenly peppered her body as she felt the heat of a blush flood to her body.

She was suddenly glad for the gloom.

Maybe he didn't notice how easily she turned Crimson.

Maybe last time was a one off and he regretted it now.

She wasn't an oil painting after all, just plain old Mary Malone.

As plain as she felt, it didn't stop her nipples swelling with excitement despite the heat of the evening.

He moved to one side to let her pass, and as she walked in, his cologne embraced her again, the heady, musky scent she had tried to desperately forget, but fell miserably hi she managed.

As she moved slowly past him, the door closed behind her, its heavy timbers echoing through the hall.

She suddenly felt a wave of nervousness.

She knew what they had done, but had she said too much?

Had she'd pushed herself too far forward?

She didn't want to see needy or desperate, Yet she couldn't help her feel that.

Maybe that's how she came across.

Maybe she shouldn't have come at all.

She could have found work elsewhere.

Okay, not for the pay his job offered, but maybe it would have been enough.

The sudden, playful spank of his hand on the ass shook the thoughts from her mind, before his hand slid slowly over the smaller a back and protectively moved her forward.

Her whole body tingled and glowed with that simple touch.

There was something so sensuous about it.

Moving into a bright timing room, a blank whiteboard was set up on a tripod at the farside, Mary recognized the menu on the table, mocking her leaning in the heat of his breath infaded her body as he said, take a seat, anyone will do.

Mary sat quietly and fixed her case on the board, wondering what would happen this evening.

Okay, let's see how you've done, he said, with a broad smile.

I take it you've been a good girl and practiced hard.

His eyes sparkled again, something they seemed to do when he was being suggestive.

Mary just nodded, meekly before saying, I have good His voice resonated, I've put a copy of the menu on the table.

Sing it to me, and I will write on the board as I hear it.

Mary picked up the menu from the table and looked at it blankly.

The words still looked a little confused, but after closing her eyes a few times and then taking a deep breath, they did become clearer.

As she gently sang the words, her focus improved.

It took her just three tries before the words on the board matched the words on the menu, and mister Amoru rewarded her with this beautiful broad smile.

That's fantastic, egrinned.

Just a little more practice and you'll be perfect.

Picking his familiar cane up from the table, he moved to stand beside her, holding out his hand.

Invitingly, he whispered, come with me for your next lesson.

Taking his hand, she followed him out of the dining room into what she presumed was his study.

A large oak desk sat in front of a picture window with a luxurious ox blood leather chair behind it.

Suddenly, nerves of anticipation flooded Mary's body.

What was he going to do?

Was he going to cane her over the desk, especially after what she had confessed to at their last meeting.

Suddenly, the thought of the strong strokes of his cane filled her with an intoxicating mix of concern and desire.

What if she liked it?

Where would they go?

Then?

Sit down, he commanded.

Mary sat in the leather chair without another thought, his cold kiss caressing through the light material of her skirt, forcing a shiver to echo between her legs.

The contrast of the cold leather and the wet heat that already burned inside her panties just intensified the sensations moving through every part of her body.

His cologne once again flooding her embattled senses as he stood behind her, leaning over her shoulder.

A spiraling cloud of anticipation, cologne, and lust immersed her in a feeling of absolute confusion.

Mister Admirer lifted the close lid of the laptop on the desk before he leaned back a little, his lips just so close to her neck.

She shuddered, waiting for his kiss.

I was thinking, he whispered, every word, teased at her height and senses.

A lot of your challenges come from a lack of confidence.

He pressed a few buttons on the keyboard as he spoke, and the laptop sprang to life.

The heat of his cheek pressed against Mary's neck, forcing a whimper to drop from her lips.

The screen lit up in front of her, the Internet, opening a gateway into whatever he was going to do next.

I've always said beautiful laungery can help boost a woman's lackluster confidence.

It might not be a long term solution, but for a little while, you can feel like the beautiful lady we both know you truly are.

Whose fingers danced across the keyboard as he types an address into the browser, and Mary's eyes widened as the screen changes.

She had looked at lingerie before.

God knows, she loved the idea of wearing sexy underwear, but had always thought it was wasted on her.

She was just plain, she knew it and was well aware of her curves, far too aware.

Okay, the models on the website made it look good, but they were so slim and beautiful they would make anything look good.

Just select one you think you would like, he whispered these out for me.

I'm not sexy enough, she stuttered, Just trust me.

For a moment, and pick one, he responded, his voice dominant.

Mary navigated through the seemingly endless selection of underwear.

She was at least relieved that all the models were not painfully thin and quite a few larger than her.

Maybe she wasn't as big as she thought she was every time she looked at her naked body in the mirror.

After going through the catalog twice, she eventually settled on one she thought might make her feel good and said this one, pointing to the screen.

Lace Teddy, she whispered.

She whispered, her voice echoing her uncertainty.

It was right next to two male models who were exhibiting part of the men's lingerie line, and Mary struggled to keep her eyes from focusing on their images.

Perfect choice, he said, his voice hinting at his smile.

Now stand up, he said, as he stepped backwards.

Mary stood from the chair, feeling very uncertain what to expect.

Closure rise, he said, his tone firm yet still sensuous.

Mary's eyes closed at his bidding, no peeking.

I'll be back in just a moment, he whispered, an undertone of playfulness to his voice.

Mary resisted the urge to open her eyes even a little, despite the sounds that now filled her mind with curiosity.

There was a sound of something dropping on the desk, and then she felt mister Amoru's body next to hers once again.

She hadn't realized how cold the room seemed when he wasn't next to her.

Her body shuddered as nerves sprang back to life.

More noises, a rustling of paper, and then his lips were so erotically close to her neck again.

Her teeth pressed on a lower lip to control the desire.

As his hand slid over her neck.

The warm caress of his fingers danced over her skin and pushed through her hair, easing it back from her face, the movement making her knees tremble gently.

A smooth caress of material kissed at her cheeks before her eyes were cast into a deeper darkness.

This is just for a moment, he whispered his breath, taunting her aching need.

She whimpered submissively at the sound of a buckle being fastened on the back of her head, and suddenly felt herself surrender to his will.

His lips brushed down her neck, their sensuous caress forcing a moan from somewhere deep inside as his hand slid down her chest, loosening each button on her shirt.

Slowly, his palm pressed over her stomach, and his fingertips explored the waistband of her skirt before tracing a slow line back up her body, teasing between her breasts and sliding the material of her shirt to one side, rushing her nipples with his thumbs as his hands moved.

Mary's knees buckled again as his fingers danced around her aching knobs, flicking them through the cotton of her braw, causing a gasp of pleasure to rub from her lips.

Her pussy burned with need, her pleasure drenched her panties.

God, she needed him to fuck her.

Pinching her nipples firmly pulling them, he eventually slid her shirt from her shoulders.

As it dropped to the ground, the heat of his body pressed hard against hers.

She felt she was melting into this man.

Leaning back his fingers, tracing up her spine, he slid them through her brass strap before twisting it, the underwear hanging loosely now from her shoulders.

Slowly, his lips danced over the nape of her neck, brushing down her shoulders, pushing the straps of her brow down her arm.

Mary's hand lifted instinctively to cover her naked breast, but mister Amoru grabbed a wrist before she could.

I want to see you completely naked, Mary, I want you to know how beautiful you are to me, he whispered, before kissing her bare shoulder.

His hands slid down her side, easing the elasticated skirt over her hips.

Before that, two joined her shirt and bra in a pile on the floor, Pressing his chest against her naked back.

She became aware of how swollen he was, his thick cock hungrily pressing at the small of her back as he pushed it gently against her.

Feel how hard you make me?

He whispered with a lust fueled groan.

Mary could only nod her gentle pants of desire, preventing her from speaking.

His fingertips slid through the waistband of her panties, sliding across her waist, easing them over her hips.

A loud gasp left her mouth as the cool air of his study kissed her burning pussy.

Instinctively, she shuffled her feet out of her panties, not wanting to trip and ruin the moment.

His arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer.

She could feel the tingle of his chest hair against her skin, every vein throbbing in his cock, and realized that he must also be naked.

Opening his arms, he said, put your hands out.

Mary lifted her hands, his hands sliding down her arm, holding her wrists gently and guiding them towards his intended destination.

Just feel this, he whispered.

Mary's fingers extended to discover a sheer fabric so sensuous and soft it felt beautiful to touch.

Her body shuddered again as a material slid between her fingers.

Something about the fabric just made the intense vibrations in her body accelerate.

A wave of disappointment flooded her as he moved her hands away and his body left hers.

His breath brushed across her forehead as his hands caressed her breasts again, hearing herself grown in pleasure, the heat growing between her legs, arching her back a little as he pressed her nipple so gently, yes, strong enough to make Mary's thighs tents in anticipation, the swirling sensation within those sensitive nubs only intensified as he released them, and his hand slid firmly over a stomach and moved lower still.

Mary's legs parted at their own accord, inviting his fingers to explore the furnace of her sex.

Instead, his hands continued down her legs, his mouth kissing that soft flesh as he knelt before her.

Lift your foot, he commanded gently.

Mary lifted her foot, now the other.

Mary followed his command, putting her foot down and raising her other one.

Okay, put it back down, he said, as he kissed her calugh gently, his lips brushing over her leg as he slid back up her body, the caress of the sensuous material following his mouth.

Pausing for a moment at the top of her thigh, he gently kissed her mound, his tongue lashing wickedly at the top of her pussy, taunting it, promising it more, before he kissed up her stomach, the beautiful touch of the material following his lips.

There was something so intensely erotic about the feeling of his wet lips, his warm breath, and the whisper of a caress from the material that seduced every sellim Mary's body with a sight cast into darkness, every sensation burned with a ferocious heat.

Mary gasped as the edge of his teeth brushed her nipple, sending her shockwaves of desire into overdrive.

Holding her breath waiting for the material to brush those sensitive nuves, a shot of electricity ricocheted through her body.

Once it finally did, the touch was barely there, a hint of a caress, but feeling the material over her naked skin just felt so beautiful, as if every paw was erupting with her desire.

Mister Amoru kissed her neck gently before whispering, bend your head.

She lowered her head obediently, submissively as she felt the caress of the fabric around the back of her neck, lifting her head back up.

He moved behind her and whispered, keep your eyes closed.

The buckle clicked open and the blindfold dropped from her eyes.

You can open them now, he said.

The room seemed a lot brighter as her eyes opened, and the lights almost blinding her, and it took a moment for Marry to just so she might see properly.

In front of it was a free standing, full length mirror.

She didn't look at herself initially, just at mister Amhoruse's face, grinning mischievously over her shoulder, the feeling of his hands massaging her bare ass, rubbing it in firm circles.

Look at yourself, he commanded.

Mary tipped her head and turned her gaze on herself.

It was the same lingerie as the one on the website.

How did you know, she asked excitedly.

I've noticed your style over the years.

I kind of guessed what you would like, he said, smiling like a cheshia cat.

I have to say it looks even more beautiful from this angle, he said, as he spanked the naked cheek.

You notice me, she asked, confused.

Oh, yes, you're not the only one to have fantasies.

You've always been beautiful, Mary.

You just didn't know it, but I could see it, he said, rubbing her ass gently.

A wildfire of a blush engulfed her body.

She had to admit that Teddy did make her curse look so much sexier.

They gave her a form, though she didn't know she had.

She looked appreciatively at herself in the mirror.

Mister Amoru watched, his eyes full of pride, before taking her hand and whispering, this is the most honest opinion you will ever get.

As he moved her hands against his hard cock, he throbbed with a burning intensity, the caress of his pre comb dripping down his shaft.

I think I could come just looking at you, he said, before kissing down her neck.

Now I want you over the table, his tone not inviting any denial.

Mary squeezed his cock before rubbing the pree come from his tip.

Turning, she sucked on her thumb, gently, taking his very essence, hoping it would inspire him to fill her mouth with his hard need.

Looking up at him, she whispered put the blindfold back on, It made everything more intense, before turning away again.

Mister Amory replaced the blindfold and then pushed his palm firmly up Mary's back, forcing her to bend over the table.

I love your ass, he said as he rubbed it firmly, slapping it with his hand.

The cracks of their skins meeting echoed around the room.

Mary groaned loudly, inviting more harsh treatment.

There was a new sensation, something quite different to anything she had experienced before.

It took Mary the longest moment to realize that he was sliding the cane between the cheeks of her ass, rubbing its length along her rosette, and then brushing the folds of her pussy through the soft material of her teddy.

A core clutched in a beautiful response.

She thought she was wet before, but now got she was damn well.

Sudden, the cane dropped away, and Mary's moans turned from pleasure to disappointment.

The swishing sound of the cane was very brief before it connected with her ass, the stinging sensation pulsing through her body and right onto a cliff, sending a shock wave of delicious pain right through her pussy, streaming out in pleasure.

The burning sensation left behind moved through every nerve.

As the sting subsided, an erotic glow spread over her, embracing her entire body.

Another stroke of the cane, and the glow grew intensified.

Mary pushed her rasp back towards mister Ramaru, inviting Moore growling with animalistic desire, as stroke after stroke savagely kissed her ass, her desire dripping down her thighs, turning her around.

His breath burned on her cheek as his hand slid roughly inside her teddy, his fingers finding her wet folds in no time, parting her wanton lips and pushing inside aggressively.

Mary wrapped her arms around his neck and the shock of the sensation clinging on to him.

As the pleasure vibrated inside her, Her cork clutched wildly at his fingers, wanted more, needing him.

His voice dripped with dominant desire as he said, I don't want you feeling alone at the meal on Saturday, so this will let you know I am with you, his hand sliding something cold against her clet.

What is it, she asked as she shivered in response, it's a remote control vibrator.

If I see you might be a stressed or anxious, I'll turn it on.

She could hear that mischievous grin in his tone.

I think you might need new batteries.

It's not working, but it's damn cold, she said, disappointingly.

He chuckled as his fingers moved away from a pussy, and suddenly the vibrator sprung to life, sending wave after wave of throbbing pleasure directly on to a clet fuck.

Mary exclaimed between gasps.

How can I work with that?

Oh?

I will have it on more gentle on Saturday.

But just so you know, I'm thinking of you, and you know, as it's controlled over the internet, if you're away, I can let you know then as well.

Now, Mary, on your knees.

I have a deep knee to fill your lips around my hard cock.

Mary slid to her knees, his cock brushing her face.

He paused for a moment, sliding the mass from her eyes as he said, I want to see your pretty eyes as you'd take me into your mouth.

Hungrily, she kissed along his beautiful cock, biting it.

She had wanted to taste him for so long.

Her lips eased over his tip, the remains of his pre come warming her tongue.

Her hands clasped on his hats as she wheeled him deeper, wanting him to fill her in every way possible.

He thrust into her throat in response, his desire overpowering any caution, his fingers sliding through her hair, bawling it tightly.

As his other hand slid over his phone.

Mary growled loudly as the intensity of the vibrator grew her sounds, sending shoal waves along his cock as it throbbed wildly inside her mouth.

Her nails dug into his ass, grasping his cheeks as his body tense, feeling it throbbing in her mouth, wanting it to come, and then he pulled back his hand.

Reaching down, he held her confused gaze before saying, your ass is so beautiful in this.

Have you ever been fucked in your ass?

Mary?

Mary shook her head.

Would you like to try it right now?

Mary wanted to have every part of her body succumbed to his desire, and in agreement, she simply nodded enthusiastically.

He lifted to her feet by her chin before bending her over the table again, turning the vibrator down to a gentle pulse.

Reaching back into the box on the table, he retrieved a tube and after a moment, slid her teddy to one side, his fingertip gently caressing the rosette of her ass, her muscles pulsing at his touch.

The warm flood that had invaded her pussy spread through her ass.

Just relax, he said, If it hurts too much, just tell me to stop.

His lued finger teased inside her gently.

Just relax and breathed naturally.

Merry, he said, as his finger explored deeper inside her, gently caressing her.

Her ass began pulsing in a beautiful response.

Slowly, his finger slid in and out of her tight hole, pushing Mary pushed back against him, her muscle stretching as he added another finger, taking her to the brink of discomfort.

Mary felt an urge to get past the pain barrier and forced herself back against him harder, pushing his fingers deeper into a rass.

Your cock, she moaned, fuck my virgin as please.

Enthusiasm filled him as he took his cock and rubbed his lub up and down his shaft carefully.

He was aware how close he was to the edge of coming, but didn't want to release, not yet, before slowly pushing his tip against her, teasing it into Mary's rosette, just pushing it to the edge of that ring of muscle, letting it stretch around him naturally.

Without warning, Mary pushed back, impaling her grass on his hard cock, completely screaming with a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Feeling full from his cock was more beautiful than she could have imagined, and took her to the very brink of orgasm.

Fuck me, Hart, she begged, not waiting to be asked twice.

He grasped her hips and pushed inside, deep and hard, before fumbling for his phone and turning the vibrator up.

The sensations pulsing through a clid throbbing along his cock, massaging him, taking him to the very edge of that cliff.

Mary grasped at the desk, sliding over the polished wood as his thrust grew more and more intense, the motion of his cock in and out of her ass, the vibrator thutting on her clid, her body tense with the onslaught of her growing orgasm.

Gasping, she thrust backward along his shaft, willing him to come.

The whole area south of her belly clutched wildly, throbbing with desperate need something, Trying to control her organ to wait so they might share the feeling.

She growled desperately.

His hand grasped her hair, pulling it tightly as he continued to thrust like a depraved animal.

As she felt the now familiar bolts of electricity erubbed from her scalp and echo through a body.

She fell over the cliff, her whole body screaming in pleasure as her orgasms spread like a ferocious wildfire through every nerve in her body.

Exploding in pure delight, she tensed around his cock, squeezing it, forcing him to come hot streams of his seamen filling her ass as he tightened against her, intensifying her own pleasure.

Panting, they collapsed on the table, Mary shaking with the waves of pleasure still moving through her.

She barely managed to say between gasps, could you turn the vibrator off?

I think I'm going mad?

The vibrator quiet, and eventually her body stopped trembling.

Neither of them said anything for long moments, not wanting to shatter the mood.

He eventually kissed down her spine, forcing her to whimper as he did, his cock sliding from her ass before he pressed his arms around her and held her close.

What is your first name?

Mary ventured from her days of emotions.

I can't keep calling you mister Amoru.

It sounds like we're back in school's Mark, He eventually replied, Hi, Mark, thank you for making me feel better about myself.

Oh, I did nothing.

If we practice this regularly, you'll feel great.

Will we get time alone on Saturday?

If I'm going to have this vibrator on, I'm going to need some attention, Mary asked, Well, be not alone, but you'll get my attention, he replied, Not thinking about the implications of his response, Mary just closed her eyes and let herself drift into a satisfied slumber.

So next week we have part three, the concluding part of our little story.

So what will happen at this big meal?

We'll marry wear the vibrator all the way through.

Well, you'll just have to tune in and see and until next week when we can get wild in bed all over again, and always with your pleasure in mind.

This is Devil and Wild wishing you salacious dreams.

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