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slips pt 17
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“Miss Davis, Dr. Benning asked, have you got any questions for me today about what we will be covering?”  “Not really Dr. I replied.  I just thought you might have a lesson planned out.”  “Well Lucy, let’s be a little less formal, shall we?  We ARE friends here. You can call me Roger.”  “Okay Roger” I said.

Roger’s office was a bit more traditional than the rest of the school.  It had wood paneling on the bottom half of the walls with wallpaper on the top half.  He had several diplomas and official certificates hanging on them.  There was a photo or two of him standing by an airplane, and a couple of him with a German Shepard dog.  He had a giant desk. It was the size of those where two people sit across from each other.  He had a big black leather desk chair, a big maroon leather couch, a couple of end tables and lamps.  I was directed to turn on the table lamps which had multi-color bulbs in them.  Roger turned out the ceiling lights from his desk and then putting his hands on my hips, he pulled me over to stand in front of him while he sat at his desk.  “Lucy, he said, you truly are a beautiful girl.  I’ve thought about you a lot the last couple of days, hoping you would return.”  Leaning in I replied “Well Roger, I’ve been so distracted by what you did last week, and I have to have more of you!”  He stood up, wrapped his arms around my back; I draped my arms over his shoulders and we kissed.  Gently at first but soon we were really making out!  I held him close.  I don’t know what kind of aftershave he used but it reminded me of my grandpa’s.  I breathed deeply, inhaling him.  He let go of me and asked me to take off my skirt.  I did without hesitation.  He smiled and reached out for my bright white slip that contrasted against the medium brown pantyhose I had worn.  He pulled me back in close again and started to unbutton my blouse.  I just stood there, loving the attention he gave me.  Soon my blouse was undone and pushed back off my shoulders.  He took my boobs into his strong hands and he began kneading them like he had before.  I unhooked the front close clips, pulling the bra from my breasts and telling him “I want you to suckle on me like you did before.”  Roger murmured he would and he sucked my boobs into his mouth.  Flicking his tongue and biting on my nipples, he changed them from puffy little bumps to hard, swollen protrusions that were nearly as deep red as his couch.  With his hands he pulled my slip down off my ass.  The nylon on nylon material made it so very easy.  I stepped out of the slip and it was set on his desk. He reached up and grabbed my pantyhose at the waist and started to yank them down when I stopped him. He looked at me with a quizzical look and I explained “You can’t rip my nylons off.  I have had a lot of questions about my navy blue pantyhose you cut off me last week. I can’t go back to the dorms with another pair of ruined nylons.”  I sat down on the couch and took off my shoes, then properly, peeled the pantyhose off.  He had moved over by the couch now and he helped me to my feet.  I was getting wet and Roger leaned in, licking my crotch, making my panties wet from the outside as well.  His thumbs were slipped in the leg openings and moved towards my bushy muff, while his fingers started reaching in the leg openings as well.  My panties came down and I was motioned to sit.  WOW! The leather was a cold awakening to my naked ass!  Roger stood in front of me and placed my hand on his crotch.  He asked “Can you tell how much I’ve missed you?”  I could easily see his **** bulging in his slacks and I instinctively started squeezing its thickness and running my hand up and down its length.  He undid his belt, zipped down the fly and asked “Are you ready to go further? Do you WANT to go on?”  I leaned close, put my face against the bulging pants and said “Yes!”  Roger reached to his sides and started slipping his pants down off his ass. He was wearing light blue underwear and as he got his slacks down farther in order to step out of them, I noticed they were nylon bikini panties, with flutter material around the waist and leg openings!  They also failed miserably at concealing his ****!  I could see it popping up over the top of the waistband.  His head was purple and it was hard!  Roger told me to “Feel how excited I am to be able to help you.”  I kept rubbing his **** in his panties and I asked if I could see more.  He replied “help yourself Lucy!”  I grabbed his waistband and pulled.  His penis popped out as the panties came down, and it was as wonderful looking as the day we caught him with it out of his pants, in the class room.  I rubbed it but Roger took my hand, showed me how to grasp it with my thumb under the head, on a little flap of skin, and guided me in giving him a hand job.  As I stroked along its length, it became harder and bigger. Soon, my fingers couldn’t close around it, and it was easily twice as long as my hand is wide.  Roger told me to open my mouth like I was going to eat a banana.  He then held his **** at the base and gently guided it in, past my lips.  He told me to hold him at the base like he was and to carefully slide my mouth up and down the shaft.  I tried hard not to choke but I was so long, and thick, and I tried not to drag my teeth on it like he said but I don’t know if I was doing it right!  He mumbled several times about how good it felt so I must not have been too terrible.  He pulled back to where his head was right at my lips and he slowly pushed against them, before I relaxed my mouth letting him slip right in, deeper every time.  He pulled back out and turned sideways.  He pointed to his flap of skin.  He called it his frenulum and said “it has as many nerves as your clitty does.  You know how it feels when I suck on your clitty? I get the same sensation when you flick your tongue there.  I took a hold of his **** in my hand again and flicked at his flap, like a snake flicking his tongue.  Roger reached behind himself and grabbed my slip.  He wrapped the nylon material around his **** and told me to jerk him again.  I did and as his plump head was exposed, I put my lips around it.  He was getting wet too and I licked at the glistening drips of lube coming from his ****.  It tasted like the puddle of goo he had deposited in our slips last week.  Roger was getting worked up like I was getting and started to stroke himself with my slip, while leaving his plumb in my mouth.  He called out my name, “Lucy, I’m going to cum.” And with that his hips started convulsing and my mouth was rapidly filled with thick sticky goo.  It was running down my throat and out of the corners of my mouth.  He seemed to have so much more than last week!  He stopped pumping into my mouth momentarily and kneeled down in front of me.  He leaned in and kissed me saying “You have to be willing to slurp up your own cum, if you expect others to do the same.”  We French kissed for a few minutes, while he swabbed my mouth with his tongue.  He wiped his **** off with my slip and said “I’ll have that clean for you, the next time we’re together.”  He then sat back on his heels, lifted my legs and started kissing me on my other lips. 

Roger felt my lips and reaching up, squeezed and played with my boobs.  I was getting excited and wet again.  My juices were running down my pussy and I could feel from the way he was playing; I was getting puffy and more open.  Suddenly I got that familiar shock of electricity when Roger’s tongue landed on my clitty and he simultaneously ran a finger in to my G spot!  Letting out a squeal, he pressed his attack on my nub. I began to squirm and breathe faster and shallower, I knew what was going to come next. Or WHO was going to come next!  It took only a few more strokes and flicks to get me nearly over the edge.  I was thrashing under his tongue.  I began stiffening up my legs, that were perched on his shoulders.  Soon, my body would go stiff, as I crested the peak.  Roger was skilled at waiting for me to start relaxing before stroking the roof of my pussy, flicking his tongue on my swollen clit and with his other hand tap my butthole with a finger.  This instantly flexed all of my muscles, resulting in me jamming my pussy against his mouth even harder.  The cycle just kept repeating itself until I nearly collapsed from exhaustion. I peaked in orgasm at least 3 times and was brought to the brink another 4 or 5 times on top of that!

I laid back on the couch and curled up. I was SPENT!  Roger grabbed the blanket that was on the back and gently covered me up.  “You can rest here for a little while, but you can’t stay long.  People will start to wonder why you’re here so long.” I just smiled at him and sighed. 

After another 10 minutes or so, I told Roger that “I better get dressed and go.”  He agreed and helped me gather up my clothes.  He told me “I’m going to hang on to these panties though, If that’s okay with you?”  I replied that it was.  I gathered up my pantyhose and pulled them on, fastened my bra and put my blouse on.  I stepped into my skirt and when I bent down to pull it up, Dr. Benning, I mean Roger, put his hands on my hips and pulled up against me.  His **** was soft now but he still felt warm on my ass.  I got my skirt up, fastened and slid my shoes on.  Roger handed me my slip and said “Double check there’s no cum on your face before you leave.”  He gave me another deep kiss and opened the door for me.  I headed back to the dorms, all intact with nothing but my exhaustion to evidence our love.



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