Double life (closed for Twilight10)

[Wolf Vixen]

Serena had it all going for her. At least some thought so. She was a straight A student, in her second year of law school. She was there on a scholarship but was finding out that it wasn’t taking care of everything she needed. Sure it paid for tuition but just barely. She still had her books, room and board and even food to contend with. Let alone any miscellaneous things that could possibly pop up. At least she didn’t have a car to deal with, which would have been an added expense.

Serena tried for months to get a job at the local bookstores, restaurants, offices and just about everything else. One day while at one of the fast food places she turned around heading for the door when a gentleman walked up to her, “Excuse me, I overheard that you were looking for a job?” He pulls out a business card and hands it to her, “Just think about it and if you are interested, come see me and I will get you started immediately.” Glancing down at the card, she noticed he was the owner of what appeared to be a local strip club. She had heard the guys in school talking about the strip clubs, well the ones close to school that were rather high end. This one seemed to be a bit away from the school.

Serena huffed at it and tucked it away in her purse, like she would ever become a stripper to pay for college, not likely. Still something in her didn’t just let her toss the card in the trash when she left the store, something told her to hang on to it.

Another month passed by and by now she was living off of peanut butter and bread. Her money was gone and she still had at least 4 more months before the next payment of her scholarship came in, like that even helped her. She again looked through the newspaper and even searched online for any possible want ads.

She was digging through her purse for a pen when she came across the business card again. Pulling it out she took a long look at it, maybe it wouldn’t hurt to at least go talk to him about it. Moving over she rummaged through her drawers until she found enough change to catch the bus. How she would get back, well she would figure that out later.

Looking at herself in the mirror she brushed her fingers through her brown hair that pasted her shoulders, while her dark blue eyes scanned her outfit. She wasn’t the type to be in the middle of a massive party, or even the type to hang out at the local coffee shop. In fact she usually stayed in her room and studied. She really didn’t have any friends, just mainly acquaintances. She certainly didn’t have a boyfriend; she didn’t have time for that. Hell she didn’t have time to even let her body grab her attention when she was horny, in fact she buried herself in her school work and ignored the tingles and aches she felt.

Walking to the corner she waited for the bus to show up. Giving the driver the last bit of money she had to her name she climbed on board and headed to the outskirts of the city. This was probably not the best idea she had, but she was out of options.

Arriving at the club, she noticed the front doors were locked. She knocked on the door and a rather huge man came to the door. When he opened it and his deep timber voice rang out she felt a chill slide down her spine, “Umm, Bill gave me his card and told me to come see him.” The man gave one short nod and held the door open for her. She had to duck under his arm that was twice the size of her leg to get through the small opening that he left.

He turned once the door was locked again and started to walk away. Serena followed while her eyes darted around the dimly lit place. It looked like just about any other club she had been to, well except for the small stages places strategically here and there and the poles that were at opposite ends of the bar. Serena could feel her heart pounding in her chest as the massive man took her to the back office, knocking once before opening the door and again holding it open for her.

She stepped into the office, her eyes glancing over the sparse furniture before coming to land on the same man that gave her the card. He smiled and pointed to the chair in front of his desk, “Good to see you again, please come in and take a seat. So have you decided to come work for me?” Serena took a seat and still flicked her eyes around the room before they landed on him again, “I don’t know. I came to talk to you about what you were looking for.”

Bill sat back in his chair, crossing his hands over his belly and smiled, “I see you are new to this, which is okay. What I need is a young girl, your age, to dance a bit for my patrons. I don’t demand anything from you other than keeping them happy, but we do have rules for them. They aren’t allowed to touch you without your permission….plain and simple. We do ask that you strip as far down as the bra and thong, but any further is totally up to you. You can go as far as being nude or not. We provide all the costumes for you, you get to keep all your tips and we take 20% of what the business makes that night to pay you with. So you can make anywhere from $100 a night to $500 a night, even more some of the girls make. So in essence the more pleased the patrons are, the more money the put into the place, the more you get paid. That is simple is it not?”

Serena was trying to take it all in. She had never ever thought of doing anything like this before and she didn’t know why she was thinking of it now. She went over everything in her head, more than once. It sounded pretty simple but she was still worried, “So the customers can’t touch you without your permission?” Bill just nodded in response. She thought a bit more on it, “How many customers do you get from the colleges in the city?” Bill smiled to her, understanding her concern, “We do not get many at all because they can’t get past the fancy ones within walking distance. Do not worry, we have a makeup artist for the girls and your own mother wouldn’t even recognize you.”

Serena nodded again. It sounded like a pretty good deal, she would make what she needed and all she had to do was dance around in her bra and thong….she could do that. Her eyes met Bills again even while her fingers gripped her purse with nervousness, “Okay, when do I start?” Bill leaned forward, “Great! When would you like to start? I can start you tonight or you can come in a few nights and watched the girls. Up to you, but the sooner you start dancing, the sooner you will make the big bucks. Until then I can only give you $100 a week. Look at it as training pay.”

Serena nodded, “I wouldn’t mind watching a bit, at least tonight.” Bill got up from his desk, “Good good, then you can be back tomorrow night and start your first night with us. I am sure the guys will love you!” He stepped over to a file cabinet and pulled out a file and handed it to her, “Bring this back tomorrow night, it is just all your paperwork we need to pay you. The tips aren’t reported so the girls put down $20 a week. The government knows they can’t prove it so they leave it alone, besides we pay them enough in taxes anyway.” Bill walked her to the door and opened it before calling out, “Cindy…..this is,” he looked back to Serena, “Serena,” she said. “This is Serena, show her around will ya. She will be watching you girls tonight and start tomorrow. Think up a good name for her too.”

Cindy was a cute little blond that was sucking on a lollipop and had a rather bubbly personality, which totally gave off the impression of dumb blonde. She took one look at Serena and smiled, “Mmmm I would have to say Foxxxy, with 3 xs. Come Serena, let me show you around.” Bill laughed behind them, “Cindy you were always good at naming the girls!” He closed the door and Cindy proceeded to show her around the club, telling her of the ins and outs of the club and the behind the scenes gossip.

 

[Twilight10]

Dr. Nicholas Carlisle, Professor of Criminal Law at Taft University, was tired of bureaucracy, red tape, and general bullshit. Three hours with the dean and provost of the university, not to mention several other higher-ups in thousand dollar suits, was enough to make anyone's head spin, but Nick had even less patience for these people than most. He didn't have much patience, period, but these meetings took what little patience he had and tore it to shreds.

Three hours of talk about budgets - budget cuts, to be precise - and Nick was wondering why he didn't just go back to being a criminal defense attorney in the Public Defender's office instead of teaching classes about it. PDs didn't make a lot of money, but they made more than professors, and they didn't have to sit in meetings with these assholes all day.

But when he allowed himself a moment to calm down and think rationally (never easy to do after one of these meetings), Nick admitted that he taught because he liked teaching. He liked the students, for the most part, and he liked the notion that he could mold and influence young minds. He admitted that this was partly because he had a dominant personality and liked having power over anyone, especially students - he liked knowing that his words and actions affected and influenced them.

Were they worth it, though? He liked most of his students and enjoyed watching them learn, but he couldn't help feeling that even the best parts of the job weren't worth the hassle of these committee meetings.

He shoved his office door open, threw his black bag down on the floor, and practically fell into his swivel chair behind the desk. Nick opened the top draw of his desk, pulled out a bottle of JD, and poured himself a glass. No one ever said he couldn't drink off-hours, and even if they did, he wouldn't give a damn right now. Anyone who could come out of that meeting and not drink was a goddamn saint.

Holding up the drink, he saw his reflection in the mirrored glass. At thirty-nine, he still thought of himself as pretty good-looking: 5'9", 180 pounds, muscular, with a tanned, lined face that gave him a rugged, outdoorsy look and blue eyes that had broken several hearts over the years. He ran his hand through his shaggy brown hair and took another swig.

Of course, the good looks had never helped him in the women department. He dated, sure, and never wanted for sex partners - even a few twenty-something students, over the years - but romance never seemed to grow from these lustful encounters. He was too caught up in his work, too afraid of being burned by another Sharon, the ex-fiancee who walked out without warning or explanation. No, he would have to live with just his work and the occassional superficial sexual act.

Speaking of superficial...he smiled to himself. This seemed like a perfect night for Fantasies, the club on the far outskirts of town where some of the seedier action happened. Nick wasn't exactly a regular, but he went whenever work weighed too heavily on his mind and he needed a cheap thrill - which was more and more these days, it seemed. There were a few other "high-class" clubs in town, but when the spirit moved him to escape from the pressures of his job, high-class was never what he had in mind.

Nick took one last swig of the whiskey and locked up the office. He headed outside into the cool autumn night and climbed into his beat-up Honda. In another fifteen minutes, he was approaching the club, already hearing the music from inside. He stepped into the club, paid the usual cover charge, and took a look around. He recognized some of the dancers - he'd even fucked a couple of them, and they waved to him with mischievous smiles. Maybe he'd get lucky again.

He worked his way to the stage, weaving among patrons and scantily-clad waitresses and even more scantily-clad strippers. He found the one empty seat at the stage and sat in it, catching the tail end of one dancer's particularly nasty routine to the song "Milkshake" by the Pussycat Dolls. The song ended, the dancer departed, and she was replaced by another young woman in her early twenties. Brown hair, a beautiful face, sexy body...no, he hadn't seen this one before. She was introduced as Foxxxy, and she lived up to her name. He felt himself stiffen as he watched her begin her routine. Yes, she was very new to this, he could tell. Her movements were a bit stiff and awkward, even a little nervous. She must have just started.

When she turned to him, he felt a little jolt, almost like deja vu. He recognized the face. Maybe she just looked like any number of strippers or pornsluts he had seen over the years, but...no, she was more familiar than that. He knew her. This was someone he saw daily...this was a student. This was Serena. He stared up at her, wondering what the hell had brought such a smart, "good" girl to this club. He smiled, wondering how long it would take her to recognize him.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Cindy and the rest of the girls made Serena feel at home, like a frat house for dancers. They all welcomed her like a sister and gave her pointers here and there. She watched a few dance and even smiled and applauded them when they came back stage. Serena started losing the nervous feeling; in fact she was caught a few times by the girls dancing behind the scenes. She loved to dance, but usually only did it in the privacy of her own room. Never in her life did she think for one moment she would be doing it in front of a bunch of people before, much less most of them being men.

Cindy had Tina, the makeup girl whip up a look for Serena and by the time she was done Serena barely recognized herself. Bill was right about Tina and her talents, now all she needed was a costume and she was set. Cindy picked a cut little number that went along with one she was wearing and before long she actually talked Serena into a dance number with her. Serena was nervous getting up on stage, hell she didn’t even expect to be doing this the first night, but here she was up on stage with the bubbly blonde.

The two of them moved together like they had this totally planned out. Their hands on one another, rubbing and touching before finally stripping each other down to a small thong and matching bra that made Serena feel like she was very well stacked in the chest area. Cindy didn’t push any further but then again they didn’t have to. The two of them made a nice penny in tips just acting like they were lovers on stage.

When the number was over with Serena came bouncing back stage and was laughing, “I have never felt so free before!” Cindy gave her a hug, “Glad you enjoyed yourself. If you want we can get you something together as a singles dance. Would you like that?” Serena nodded and before she knew it she was being put in a cute little school girl uniform, with knee high socks and little black buckle shoes. Of course the shoes didn’t actually buckle, but it made the outfit complete.

Serena looked at herself in the mirror and Cindy walked up to her, fixing her hair in pigtails that were held with red ribbons and then she was handed a pair of glasses to put on. She actually blushed looking at herself. Serena never thought of herself as sexy but that was what was staring at her from the mirror.

Cindy walked her to the curtain and gave her a kiss on the cheek wishing her luck, the music cued up and she slipped from the curtain out on stage. Serena was more nervous this time than when she was out here with Cindy, but she let the song, “I Wanna Be Bad” by Willa Ford, take her away.

Slowly making her way to the pole at the end of the stage, every step she took was to the music. The roll of her hips and the twirl of her hair in her finger was all to show the innocence she really had. She gripped the pole in her hand and spun to put her back to the crowd, still twirling her pigtail she dipped back before moving forward. The way she ended up was bent at her waist with the pole at her side. She glanced back at the crowd, which made her lean on the pole. She slipped the glasses from her face and let them skip across the stage.

Serena gave off a soft sweet smile while her hand slowly slid up her leg before standing upright. She slipped the ribbons from her hair and tossed her hair to the side to make the strands come back together. She turned toward the crowd and leaned her back against the pole, her body slowly wiggling while her fingers worked at the buttons on her shirt. All that was left was the tie and she undid that quickly, letting it slip from her shoulders before tossing it behind her.
She dropped, grabbing her ankles and putting the pole between her ass cheeks. Flipping her head back so her blue eyes could look over the darkness of the club, she couldn’t make out many faces, which to her was a good thing.

Sliding her hands up her legs she pulled the skirt up, showing off the thin thong that left much of nothing to the imagination. Turning her hands dropped and she took one step to spin around the pole. Her hand yanked the skirt from her that was held on with simple Velcro and tossing it toward the curtain; swinging around the pole before stopping with it in between her legs. She ground herself up on the pole a few times before sliding to the floor of the stage and lifting her leg around the pole. She rolled over onto her belly and pushed back up onto her knees, pressing up her ass before she started to slowly crawl around the stage to stop and pick up her tips.

She didn’t do too much and the girls told her to do a round, dance a bit more before doing another round, that way you got more tips. She made her way around the half circle before slowly getting to her feet. She pressed herself to the pole, rolling her hips forward before moving the pole behind her back. Moving to the side of the pole she glanced to the front of the stage before she bent forward, one hand above her back and one between her legs. Serena slid up and down the pole while nibbling her bottom lip, hearing the yells at the look.

Sliding back up the pole, she stood up, her back to the pole once more, grabbing her breast and rubbing them together as she had seen some of the girls do before her fingers jumped to her thong, wrapping her fingers around the string she teased the audience, dipping each side down before pulling them back up. At the end of the song she covered her mouth that was shaped in an O like she had been caught being bad before she lowered her hand and giggled.

The crowd went crazy and she actually blushed a bit at it. She began to move around the stage collecting her tips when she got to the last guy, he leaned forward and her breath caught in her throat. Red jumped up into her cheeks and she didn’t know what to say or even if she was breathing at all. Her eyes were locked with Dr. Carlisle, her Criminal Law professor at school.

Serena heard the announcement for the next girl and knew she needed to get off the stage for her. She pulled free of him and darted behind the curtain, panting quickly. All the girls’ congratulated her but all she could think about was what her professor thought about her being here. God, would he tell anyone? She hoped not! She was panicking and she knew it. Serena took a few deep breaths before she heard Tony, one of the many bouncers’ call her name. She turned to him and he told her someone wanted to see her. Serena didn’t even need to ask, she knew who it was.

Slipping a robe on over her bra and thong she tied it tight and took another deep breath before moving out the side door, expecting him to be right there.

 

[Twilight10]

Nick stared up in awe as Serena made her way across the stage. She was made up so well that he was half surprised he even recognized her, but in the end her eyes gave her away. She had piercing eyes, which usually looked innocent and intelligent, although they didn't look so innocent now. She usually dressed so conservatively that Nick never gave much thought to her body, but...goddamn. He was thinking about it now. She was toned and fit, with curves in all the right places and firm breasts that begged to be played with and sucked.

And that outfit. Yes, that outfit would make any man hard, and it was certainly doing the job on Nick right now. He felt his cock swell to full hardness in his pants, and it was all he could to do not pull it out and start stroking it while he watched Serena do her slutty dance routine. Once the shirt and skirt were off, he became even harder, if that were possible, and the lust surging through him became even more intense. He had fucked several of his students over the years, but he didn't think he had ever lusted after one as much as he did right at this moment.

Fortunately for Serena's own good, she didn't recognize him until the end of the dance, when he leaned forward for his own mini-show. He laid a $20 on the table, something he would never do, but this was a special occassion. Nick watched the recognition and then panic form on Serena's face, shooting red to her cheeks. Her eyes opened wide, but he kept smiling. For some reason this situation amused him. She hurried off the stage.

Still grinning like an adolescent boy who caught a peek at a girl's panties, he made his way to one of the workers. Nick knew his name to be Tony, and it occurred to him that maybe he really was a regular, when he knew all the employees' names. He told him he wanted a private dance with Foxxxy. Tony nodded and said he'd be sure to make it happen. Nick made his way past a swinging beaded curtain into one of the VIP rooms. It was dark and extremely comfortable, with plush leather couches and chairs and the sweet scent of stripper perfume. At the moment, he was the only person in this particular room. He sat on a black leather couch and waited. He wondered whether Serena would even show up, or whether she would run from the club altogether.

But his silent prayers to the deity of lust were answered: in a few minutes (which seemed like hours) she walked into the VIP room wearing the same naughty schoolgirl outfit she had worn onstage. Whoever created such an outfit should be awarded a Nobel prize, he thought.

"Good evening, Serena," Nick said with a sly, lopsided grin. "Or should I call you Foxxxy tonight? That was a very sexy dance, by the way. The crowd loved you." He patted the couch next to him. "Have a seat, if you want. I'm curious when you started work here - I've never seen you here before."

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Serena saw Tony and he pointed her to the VIP room and she swallowed audibly before turning and heading back through the door. Her breath was coming in pants; she didn’t want him seeing her like this, like he hadn’t already. Her face turn red and she quickly pulled on her costume, tossing the robe to the side over a chair. She looked in the mirror and checked her makeup and hair. What the hell was she doing? Was she actually making sure she looked good for him?

She had had Dr. Carlisle last year and then for a new class he took over this year. He was a handsome man, to be an older man. He looked to keep himself fit, but Serena knew that all the girls fell over themselves to be with him. He had a reputation at the school too of being a bit of a player and she could see it in his eyes when he would weigh the girls in the class to see which one he could get up with.

He always passed her by without a second glance and she was thankful for that. She didn’t know what she would do if he took an interest in her. She certainly didn’t want to end up being one of his conquests, another notch in his bedpost.

Taking a few more deep breaths she moved from the back room and into the VIP room where there he sat on the black leather couch. The girls had told her about this room, private dances mostly, but it was totally up to the girl what happened here. One of the guys was always at the door for them.

Her blue eyes moved over him before flicking around the room to see if anyone was there. The reserved, shy side to herself was coming through again. She moved over next to him and took a seat, crossing her legs before crossing her arms over her chest, trying to hide herself from his eyes, “Dr. Carlisle, I didn’t know you came here.” Her voice was soft, almost too soft to be heard over the beating music in the other room.

Her eyes flicked down to her knees before moving back up to look at him. When his eyes locked with hers, the heat started to rise and she turned her head to look in front of her, “I just started. I needed a job and Bill was nice enough to offer me one.” Her eyes turned back to him, “Please Dr. Carlisle, don’t tell anyone….I could possibly lose my scholarship if they knew!”

 

[Twilight10]

Nick watched as Serena entered the room. She looked completely mortified, and his emotions were torn: part of him was amused by the look of sheer panic on her face, but part of him felt bad for her as well. Clearly this was something she had never anticipated. She was probably desperate for money; Serena was not the kind of girl (he didn't think) who would ever take a stripper job for anything besides cash. He doubted it was because she enjoyed it or got off on it.

On the other hand, she had taken the job, so who was he to feel sorry for her?

“Dr. Carlisle, I didn’t know you came here.”

"I don't come here frequently," Nick replied. "But every so often, when work is really getting me down, I come here for some release. I have to say, though, that this is the first time I've ever seen a student working here. Most of them work at the more high-end clubs down the street."

She looked down at herself, as though suddenly remembering how slutty she looked. “I just started. I needed a job and Bill was nice enough to offer me one. Please Dr. Carlisle, don’t tell anyone….I could possibly lose my scholarship if they knew!”

"Hmm, yes, I'm sure the university board - not to mention the dean and the provost, whom I was just meeting with - would look very kindly on a student working here," he pointed out. This was all bullshit, of course. Nick knew very well that it was none of the school's business what any paying student did with his or her time during non-school hours, as long as it was legal. If she were a prostitute, they would have something to say; but a stripper? They wouldn't have a legal leg to stand on.

But he wasn't about to say any of this to Serena. He was going to keep her delusion alive and use it for his own benefit.

"I know you must be very embarassed," Nick went on, "and very worried about your academic future...especially with all the work you've put into school. It would be a shame if that all went to waste if anyone found out about this. So I suppose, for your sake, I could keep quiet and pretend I never saw you here. But...." He sighed, as though this were very painful for him to say. "But I think my silence would probably have to come with a price. These kinds of secrets aren't always easy to keep, you know..."

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Serena knew that there were some students that worked as strippers but they weren't in this area. They always claimed to making better tips at the 'high end' places. But Serena didn't want everyone on campus knowing what she was doing. Her scholarship was based on her academic performance and this would certainly be looked down upon. I am sure they would link her performance to this job and then she would not longer be attending Taft University.

Her eyes flicked to Dr Carlisle then back to her hands in her lap as he did agree that the university would look down on her position here at the club, but he was willing to keep it to himself, for a price. She eyes shifted from her lap to him, curious as to the interest of being paid to keep his lips shut about what he saw here. Serena looked at him a few minutes before realizing that regardless of what he asked, she would have to give it to him. It would only take one time to upset him and he would be running back to the dean and the board with her activities.

Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly she nodded more to herself than to him. She had come this far, she might as well go the rest of the way to keep this quiet...this was for her education right? "Alright Dr Carlisle, I don't know what you want as payment, but I can give you part of my tips or pay." Glancing around the room she swallowed slowly, "I guess I could give you private dances or something like that. You just have to tell me what will help you keep my secret?"

Serena really didn't expect him to take money, maybe the dances, but most men who are willing to ask for payment usually went further than that. Her eyes moved over him again, he was handsome and she could have done worse, but still she prided herself on worrying more about her education than getting laid by the hottest boy on campus. Besides she never viewed herself as sexy anyway. She was more brains than body in her mind. She sat there quietly waiting for him to answer her.

 

[Twilight10]

Nick looked into Serena's eyes and could tell she had bought his BS line about running to the school board. Did it not occur to her that he would look just as bad as her, in the school's eyes? What was he doing at a trashy strip club? But that was fine - let her keep up with the delusion, he thought.

He could tell from her expression that she was weighing her options. At this moment she looked so innocent and naive that he almost burst out laughing. It was such a paradox: this girl, dressed up like a slut, showing her body off to strangers, really was, underneath it all, rather gullible and naive. It was sort of...well, cute.

"Alright Dr Carlisle, I don't know what you want as payment, but I can give you part of my tips or pay. I guess I could give you private dances or something like that. You just have to tell me what will help you keep my secret?"

"I think a private dance would be an excellent way to start, Serena," said Nick with a smug smile. Maybe you could take the rest of your clothes off and let me see what you have to offer. Make it slow but make it nasty. Make my prick rock-hard."

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Serena began to stand up as he said yes to the private dance, but found herself almost frozen in place. Slowly she rose to a standing position, her heart racing in her chest when she turned her head to him. The heat rising up her cheeks at him wanting to see all of her. She hadn't once considered even taking off the bra or thong while she was dancing.

Her tongue flicked over her lips as she again weighed her options of what she could do, "I can give you the dance Mr Carlisle, but I don't know if I can take all my clothes off." Serena took a deep breath and let it out slowly, her eyes moved over her professor and she could see he wanted, no demanded, that her clothes be gone from his sight.

Serena didn't even realize the power she wielded, the power of her body but she would find out soon enough. She stepped forward to the wall taking the time to select a song which also gave her time to get her nerves up for this. He was her professor, she would have to see him at school every day of the week and yet he wanted to see her completely nude. He wanted her dancing for him, doing whatever it took to keep him quiet and Serena was actually going through with it. All she kept thinking about was her scholarship.

Serena finally picked something she could live with, something she always danced to when it came out on the radio, "Hypnotized" by Piles. She let the music begin, her eyes closing as her hips began to move to the beat. Using her hips Serena turned toward him, her head lowered and her eyes hidden behind her lashes as she looked at him.

He was sexy in his own right and she was sure he had probably picked up a few of the female student bodies. She began to move toward him, her hands slowly slipping over her body. Watching as his eyes moved down to watch her hands, she felt the heat washing over her. She never would have imagined that she would be dancing for her professor like this.

 

[Twilight10]

Gradually - very, very gradually - Serena began to dance for Nick. It wasn't even so much a dance as a slow, erotic undulation. She moved her hands slowly over her body and swayed her hips. Her hair waved like a shimmering curtain from side to side, catching the soft light as it fell. Nick decided that a schoolgirl outfit never looked sexier on anyone.

He also decided that Serena was still petrified, not only to be performing this dance, but to be performing it for a professor. She clearly needed some reassurance.

Nick leaned forward. "You don't have to think of me as your professor, Serena," he said gently, his eyes still working up and down her lithe body. "Just think of me as a nice guy who happens to find you extremely sexy." He gestured sheepishly to his lap, where his erection had very visibly tented his pants. "As you can see, you're having quite the effect on me."

Leaning back and smiling, he said, "Why don't you take the rest of those clothes off, baby. I want you to show off everything you have."

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Serena actually blushed at his words. Did he really find her attractive or was it just cause she was dancing with the possibility of being naked in front of him? Serena kept moving, slowly untying her top. She glanced down drawing even closer to him while moving to unbutton the two buttons on her shirt. Letting it slip from her shoulders she glanced up at him as it fell to the floor.

She tried to push it out of her mind that he was her teacher and just looked at him as any other patron that stepped foot through that door. Though she really wasn't expecting to be getting naked for anyone. Maybe she can talk him into her leaving her bra and thong on. She moved up to him, turning around with her back facing him. She straddled his knees and began to sway backwards into his lap.

Serena gripped his knees as she bent over just slightly, letting her hips rock back and forth. She hoped that if she wasn't facing him it would be a bit better on her, but she was wrong. She had picked up on the feel of him, his aura, and couldn't seem to shake it.

Serena stepped forward while reaching behind her back to unfasten her skirts. She let it slip to the floor, pooling at her feet before she stepped out of it and back into his lap.

She was inches from him, but she could feel the heat coming off of him and seeping right into her mound. He wasn't touching and that was a good thing. She would have probably freaked out if he did. Reaching back she unfastened her bra and slipped her arms out of it, but still held it to her chest.

Serena was breathing heavy, knowing she needed to get over her shyness and do this. Taking a deep breath she slipped the bra from her body, feeling her nipples harden instantly. Her breath once again picked up as her heart pounded in her chest.

 

[Twilight10]

Serena's dance was tantalizing. Nick assumed that this teasing came more from nerves than from seduction, but it was hot nonetheless. He was extremely anxious to see how far she would take it on her own, and how far he would have to push.

"You are so fucking sexy," he whispered as she unfastened the bra and clutched the material to her breasts. Then he let out an audible gasp as she let the bra fall to the floor. Her breasts were perfect: firm, perky, with erect nipples that begged to be sucked. "So sexy," he repeated softly.

Nick rubbed his hard cock through his pants. He was so eager to pull out his cock and start fucking her, or at least stroke it, get some kind of relief and release.

"Keep going, baby," he whispered. "I want to see all of you. I want to see if that little pussy is as wet as my dick is hard." He kept rubbing his tented jeans and added, "Are you getting wet for me, you nasty fucking schoolgirl?"

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Mr. Carlisle's words made heat rise up in her cheeks again. No one had ever called her sexy before. Most of the time she wasn't even noticed, much less being eyed like he was eying her at the moment.

Serena didn't even turn to face him, it was now or never and she knew it. She hooked her thumbs into her bikini bottoms and pulled them down her legs. Bending over to push them to her ankles. The cool air brushed over her bare lips and she nibbled her lower lip knowing his eyes were on her.

Standing back up she stepped from the bottoms and finally turned back toward him. Her eyes, however, were lowered, not looking at him. She was almost afraid to see the look on her professor's face with her standing in front of him completely nude.

Her heart continued to pound in her chest as she moved closer to him, slipping her legs on each side of his waist before resting herself into his lap. Noticing the hard cock that rested against her heat. Her eyes slowly lifted to meet his as her body got to moving in his lap.

Her hands gripping the back of the couch behind him to keep her balance as she leaned back a bit. Serena's eyes locked with Mr. Carlisle and she could see the raw desire there. It took her breath away.

 

[Twilight10]

At long last Serena stood completely nude before him, and the sight practically took Nick's breath away. The supple, sensual curves of her breasts, her waist, her legs - all were a perfect representation of the female figure, and all served to arouse him even more.

He gazed between her legs at her now exposed pussy and could have sworn that it was glistening with moisture. The light caught the beads of pussy juice that gathered between the bare pink lips, and it made Nick suck in his breath.

Soon she was on him, giving him the lapdance he so eagerly craved. She straddled his lap and rested her warm cunt atop his tented jeans, holding the couch behind him for support. He inhaled her scent and gently kissed her neck as she leaned towards him.

He moved his hands gently, very gently, along the skin of her back, knowing that she was probably tense at this moment. He moved his hands down, down, until they lightly cupped her firm ass. He squeezed it and pulled her closer to him, grinding his erection against her wet pussy. Nick then kissed down her neck until he reached her breasts, and gave each hard nipple a suck.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

The moment Mr Carlisle's mouth touched her neck she sighed softly and tilted her head back even more. Serena's eyes slipped closed as her body continued to ride over his lap. She still knew whose lap she was in, but slowly those were dissolving to the sensations he was giving her.

Tingles sparked through her as his fingertips ran down her back. Gasping from the grip of her ass and the feel of him pulling her to him even more just made Serena begin to lose all train of thought to pleasure. Her hips moved and her back arched the moment those lips moved down toward her breast.

Still gripping the back of the couch with one hand, the other moved up to cradle his head against her perk nipples. Moaning softly she felt her body responding to each suck of his mouth and flick of his tongue. Her movements began to slow as her attention was drawn more and more to that mouth that was moving over her.

Serena could feel herself growing wetter by the moment. Felt that heat engulf her and not wishing to let her come up for air. She had denied her body way too long and she didn't think she could stop what was happening. Moaning again her hips ground her mound over his hard bulge while her hand slipped from the back of his head to wiggle in between them.

Serena's mind was lost, she was certainly not thinking that this was her professor. Someone she wasn't supposed to be doing things like this with. Her fingers pushed under her, fighting with unfastening his pants to feel the heat of his skin pressed to her wetness. As his mouth continued to work on her breast her own head dipped, her eyes flicking open as her mouth reached his ear. She slipped his earlobe into her mouth and sucked greedily at it.

Serena's hand finally unfastened his pants and was reaching into his pants, wrapping her fingers around his hard shaft as she moaned into his ear. Completely lost to the passion and pleasure that she was feeling. Not really caring where she was at the moment, just the man under her. Pulling him free of his pants, she pressed her wet mound to it before her hand began to stroke over the length.

 

[Twilight10]

The waves of pleasure were washing over Nick as his student grinded her bare body against his clothed one. He continued to clutch her ass and suck on her nipples as she rubbed her mound against his lap. He could smell her sex, feel its warmth, feel its moisture on his pants. The eroticism was quickly becoming too much to handle and he began to wonder how much longer he could go without some release.

And then, something astonishing happened: Serena finally lost herself to the sensations, lost herself to the pleasure. She seemed to forget who she was performing for - or, at the very least, stopped caring. Her closed eyes and sharp breathing told Nick that she was lost in the heat of passion as much as him. Lust filled the air like a perfume.

Then, even more astonishing: with no coaxing from her teacher, Serena began to unfasten Nick's pants, reaching inside to pull out his hard cock. Nick had always been very pleased with his cock, both its 7 1/2 inches of length and its nice thickness. All the student sluts he had fucked had always been pleased with it as well.

Now Serena stroked it gently, playfully, and as he continued to kiss her neck and breasts, Nick could feel the head rubbing up against her soaking wet slit. Oh, how he ached to push it inside her. He took the cock in his own hand and began to tease her cunt with it, rubbing it along the folds that were now spread open for him.

And finally, he couldn't take it anymore. With a gasp of pleasure, he thrust his hips up and drove his rock-hard prick deep inside his student's hot, wet cunt and began thrusting hard.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

The moment his hand touched hers she released his cock, her hand returning to the couch behind him. Her tongue flicked over his ear a moment before he drove into her. She cried out, her head tossing back and her eyes closing once again. Her back arched as her muscles tightened down around his thrusting cock.

It had been so long since she had anything even close to this feeling. The faster he pumped into her the quicker she drove to that edge, "God yes.....yes.....don't stop!" Serena didn't care where she was or what was going on around her. What mattered was the cock driving into her over and over again. Her hips moving to match his thrust as her orgasm began to crash around her.

Her fingers gripped the couch as hard as they could as she continued to drive onto his cock harder wanting to prolong that wonderful feeling. Those ripples rocketing through her as her body gushed her juices all over him. She was panting heavily as her eyes opened to the ceiling.

Realizing where she was her head slowly lowered even as the cock drove in and out of her. She felt it swelling and it pulled more moans from her lips. It felt so good and even as that thought entered her mind she knew she could easily grab another orgasm if only he lasted a bit longer. Her eyes moved down and locked with Mr. Carlisle's; she gasped the shock, the shock that her body completely overrode her memory of it being her teacher.

That didn't stop her body though, her hips ground down around his cock as he thrusted deep into her making her body cry out with yet another orgasm. She was panting, moaning and whimpering as she leaned toward him. Her lips brushed his forehead as she tried to reason what the hell she was doing with him.

 

[Twilight10]

Nick's groans of pleasure mixed with Serena, so that the room was filled with the sounds of lust and sex. His breathing sped up and caught in short gasps as he continued to fuck harder and faster with each moment. Soon he was pounding up inside her with such force that he wondered whether he had ever fucked anyone so hard in his life.

Abruptly, after he felt yet one more orgasm wash over her, Nick moved her off him and stood up. "Bend over, you little slut," he odered, pushing her down so that she was bent over the couch with her ass up in the air. He spanked both cheeks of her tight, firm butt and then guided his throbbing prick back inside her soaked pink cunt.

Immediately he picked up where he left off, fucking her as hard and rough as before, this time reaching forward to pull her hair and continuing to spank her ass. "Fuuuuck," he groaned, watching her pink folds swallow his cock, "you are so fucking tight."

Soon he felt the orgasm swelling up inside him, aching for release. He kept pounding inside her, thrust after wonderful thrust, his dick soaked with her juices, and then he felt the orgasm rushing from his balls to his shaft. "Oh god," he uttered, "where do you want me to cum?"

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Serena's lips left his forehead as he pulled her off of him, standing up behind her. She heard his words but she didn't even have to move far before she was leaned over the couch, poised for him. He quickly glanced behind her as his hands smacked her ass. Still she couldn't believe she was doing this with him and yet her eyes closed and her body shuttered the moment he slid back into her.

He felt so good sliding in and out of her wetness. She felt her own body continue to ripple around him, building for another orgasm, more than she has ever had in her life from one round of sex. His hand pulled her head back by her hair, her eyes closed and she cried out again in pleasure, "Yes...God yes!!!"

Serena didn't care what she was saying anymore, she just wanted that wonderful feeling to continue. His cock pounded up into her over and over again. She felt her body tightening even more around him even as he swelled up inside of her even more. She felt like she could explode at any moment, that she was just barely holding onto the edge.

His cry and question threw her over her own edge. Her muscles clamped down on him like a vice before massaging over the length of his cock. Her orgasm was making it quite clear she wanted to keep him inside and yet her brain was saying it was a bad idea. Serena couldn't say anything to him, she was too busy screaming her pleasure into the room even as her breath panted like she had just run 10 miles.

Serena drove her body back onto her professor, not caring that he was her professor, caring more about the pleasure she was feeling from him. She felt her wetness trickle down the inside of her thighs even more and it only made her want to drive him deeper than anything or anyone could ever go.

As her body slowly began to come down, she couldn't even remember if he came or not. She couldn't do anything but sag against the couch, letting him do whatever he wanted to her. Her tongue licking over her lips as the haze began to cover her vision.

 

[Twilight10]

Serena's body trembled and shuddered against Nick's, her skin covered in a thin, glistening sheen of sweat. She gasped and moaned and licked her lips as he pounded her to orgasm. By the time he was nearing his own, she appeared to be nearly passed out from the pleasure. Therefore, she hardly moved and didn't even speak when he asked where she wanted him to cum. She just lay there motionless, like a rag doll.

The pleasure was rolling through him too intensely to stop, or even ask again. If she didn't - or couldn't - respond to his query, he was going to continue as he would have done had he not asked the question to begin with...and that meant releasing himself inside her.

And, with a loud groan and a gasp of pleasure, he did just that. He felt his cock twitch and a moment later a thick load of hot jizz surged from his throbbing prick and cascaded up inside her eager cunt. He pumped again and again, milking every last drop of cum from his cock, loving the feel of it rushing from him and into her.

At last, when the surge of pleasure wound down, he stopped his manic thrusting and collapsed beside her on the couch, catching his breath and wiping the sweat from his brow. "You're...you're amazing," he said. "So sexy. I always thought you were such a good girl, Serena. But you're fucking nasty."

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Serena felt his cock explode deep inside of her and at that moment she didn't care, in fact she moaned even more. The feel of his cock spasming and slamming into her to drive every drop deep into her made her shiver in pleasure. She didn't get to feel that often, hell not in the last few years to be exact. She loved that feeling, but was totally thankful she was on the pill too.

Feeling him slip from her brought a whimper from her lips as she stayed where she was only slipping back where she rested her butt on the heels of her feet. Her head turned toward him, tossing her brown hair out of her way, her eyes moved slowly over him.

Again the shock that he was her professor and here she was fucking him slammed into her again. His words though, his words made her blush brightly. She had never done anything like this before and if she wasn't here trying to make money she probably wouldn't have. Yes Mr. Car....Nick....Nick was a sexy, handsome man, but she knew he reputation; every girl at school did. He was a male slut, he fucked anything that looked good and Serena knew she was safe cause she never 'dolled' herself up around him. She certainly wasn't expecting him to be sitting out in the crowd tonight either, but since he was and then this happened.....not that Serena minded it any. In fact the loved it, it was amazing and she would love to do it again, but she knew she couldn't. School would certainly frown on her having sex with a professor and she didn't really want to become another trophy for his bedpost....though sadly that had already happened.

Her tongue flicked over her lips, "Care for something to drink.....Nick?" She would try to treat this as her job; that sounded good. Slipping from the couch she stepped over and grabbed her robe, slipping it over her naked body before looking to him with a smile. Part of her wanted this to be an every night thing, but she knew it couldn't happen again. She was crazy to let it happen the first time, but it had been so very long for her. Her eyes flicked to the door for a moment before back to him, "So what shall I get you Nick? What does your taste call for?"

 

[Twilight10]

The scent of sex was still in the air, hanging like an exotic perfume. The sweat still coated their skin. The juices still glistened on Serena's pussy as she began to pull her skimpy lingerie back on.

She seemed to want to regain some semblance of professionalism now, although she also seemed to be more open about herself and her sexuality. "Care for something to drink.....Nick?"

Those words alone, so open and confident and sexual, told Nick that his student had already come a long way.

"I'll have a Jamesons on the rocks," he said. "I'll be happy to buy you a drink as well. And then we have to work out a little...arrangement. You see, after all, I still have a secret on you, a secret that the university board would be very unhappy about hearing." He smiled smugly. "So you still have to do whatever I say."

 

[Wolf Vixen]

She nodded, "Be right back then. I am sure we will figure something out." Serena moved through the door and out to the bar. She ordered his drink and glanced to Tony seeing him unaffected by what just took place between her and Nick. Was that a typical evening for him, she wondered.

Getting Nick's drink and her bottle of water she headed back into the room and moved over toward him to sit down. She was still a bit on the shy side since her hormones weren't in control anymore, but not as bad as she was before because he had seen her naked already.

Serena crossed her legs as she sat down, handing his drink to him before moving her eyes back to the bottle of water she brought with her. The drops of water landed on her knee and she felt it slipping down her calf. The sensation of it made her shiver and her nipples to harden once again. She tried to ignore it but was having a hard time with Nick beside her looking at her as well as the memory of feeling him and what they had done.

Opening the bottle of water she took a few sips of it before putting the top back on it. Her eyes flicked up to him, "So what else do you want Mr. Carlisle? And will there ever be an end to your demands?" Her eyes flicked to him again, not totally sure she wanted to say it that way, but that is how it came out.

 

[Twilight10]

When Serena sat back down, he saw her shiver when the water hit her thigh. The shiver sounded oddly erotic, the kind of quick gasp she had let out when they had been having sex.

"So what else do you want Mr. Carlisle? And will there ever be an end to your demands?"

The words could have come out sounding angry, but in a way they were resigned, as though Serena had come to accept her fate. Soon, Nick thought, she wouldn't just accept it but enjoy it. He was intent on making her enjoy every second of it, to bring out the Serena that was always underneath, always hidden. To bring out the slut.

"There will be an end to it, I promise," Nick said, laying a hand on her bare leg. "It may be a week, or a month, but it will last no longer than the end of this semester." He thought that sounded fair.

He began to move his hand farther up her leg, massaging her thigh. "But as for what else you have to do for me, well...everything. Anything. Essentially, you will do whatever I say, whenever I say it. If I want you on your knees sucking my cock, you'll do it. If I want you to spread that pretty pussy for me, you'll do it. And I think, if you consider your future with Taft University and that precious 4.0 GPA you have, you'll realize that it will be wise to do whatever I say."

And with that, he moved his hand up between her legs, feeling her soft mound under the skirt and rubbing her moist slit.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Serena moved the moment Nick’s fingers began to rub along her leg. Uncrossing her legs and feeling them slowly open for his touch sort of pissed her off. It was like he had a key to being able to get her to do whatever he wanted and in a way he did. He had knowledge that he held over her. Her secret she didn’t want getting out about this little job of hers.

She felt his finger rub along her mound and her head tilted back, her eyes closed and her legs spread even more for him, giving him completely access to her pussy. Serena knew she shouldn’t be doing this but for the life of her she couldn’t remember why she shouldn’t be doing this. This fingers seemed to know exactly what her body was craving even though they had just had a nice intense round already. Was it because she found him so attractive but knew he would never take an interest in her or what?

Serena didn’t care at that moment, what she cared around were the fingers that seemed to drive her even more in need than she was only a moment ago. Her eyes fluttered open and her head turned to him even as her hips rose up to meet his fingers, hoping to feel them inside of her. Her breath picked up a notch and her eyes locked with his. Her teeth found her bottom lip and began chewing on it trying to ignore the pleasure that jolted through her with every stroke of his fingers.

Serena tried to say something, not sure exactly what she was going to say, but it was gone just as quickly as it entered her mind. Maybe it had something to do with how long he was going to keep her on the line, keep her doing things for him to make sure he kept her secret. When her lips parted to ask him what he wanted again only a moan slipped from her lips. A loud moan that totally took her off guard and made her sounds like some wanton sex crazed woman. Her fingers gripped into the water bottle in her hand even as the cold drops slithered down her legs. Those cold drops did nothing to cool her skin down as he was building a raging fire within her.