Not What She Had Planned (CLOSED)

[wickedpen]

Sara felt like she was in a movie as every touch, even movement , every breath was perfect. Better than she had even imagined in the hardest throws of her sleepless nights. Fingers pinching just until it was wonderful. Soft yet controlling and I did not care, it felt wonderful after all this beating around the bush. I just wanted to roll in the sheets until dawn with her but she had other ideas.

Her hand, more aggressive than necessary cupped my crotch with the base of her palm like a scratching post to my kitty.

"Harder!" I wanted to ask her but right then Penelope had to once again break out the Professor grade sharpie and draw some fucking lines.

“You belong to me. If that isn’t what you want then you can walk away now.” she declared, all cute and serious.

"What if I just want sex?" Sara said rolling her eyes up and down her stern mistress. Sara playing with Penny was like a kid play with stray pure breed dog, and she knew better having the scars to prove it. Before Penny could respond she took her place.

"Yes Miss Penny.." she said flatly as her tongue unconsciously slid wet across her lips, and her attention returned to her Mistress' palm between her legs and hoping her Mistress' mouth returns to her breasts.

 

[ms_tiff]

“What if I just want sex?” The teasing tone in Sara’s voice was evident, but Penny paid it no mind as her thumb pressed against the girl’s clit, rubbing in sensuous circles. She found an easy rhythm with her finger, moving in and out of Sara’s sex.

Before long the teasing edge left Sara’s voice as she whispered, “Yes Miss Penny…”.

A slow smile spread on Penny’s lips as she watched Sara’s tongue slid across her lips. Penny leaned in, capturing the wet lower lip between her teeth and tugging.

“There’s no need to be so formal.” Penny spun the pair around and pushed Sara down onto the bed. She crawled over her prone lover, lingerie clad breasts pressing against naked breasts. “The only words I want to hear from you are what you want me to do to your body. I only want to hear you screaming and begging for more. I only want to hear you cumming from my touch.”

Penny traced kisses down Sara’s neck, between the valley of her breasts, across her flat stomach. Her tongue circled Sara’s belly button before working lower, kissing just above her lover’s sex. Her kisses moved to Sara’s thighs, moving up one leg and then the other, but never once touching the place she desperately wanted to taste. Her hands caressed every inch of skin she could find, running over Sara’s legs and hips, tracing the soft swell of her breasts.

Poised between her lover’s thighs, Penny looked up to meet Sara’s eyes.

 

[wickedpen]

"Magnificent!" Sara thought as Penny dictated her desires, which were right in line with Sara's. Her words were only magnified by her touch and her kiss. Giving all control to her Professor Sara was a obliging partner, patiently holding herself in place while Penny brought her to near orgasm, with barely a breath on her most sensitive flesh, now her mind raced with conflict.

"Fuck I want to grab her head and grind her face into my open thighs" versus "I can hold out, and it will be that much more." went back and forth as Penny's incredibly soft wet lips breathed fire into Sara's thighs.

Sara lifted her head as the moment had come and Penny looked up at her. Sara' face screamed "YES! PLEASE!" without as much as a breath or gesture. They were connected and knew the other intimately, beyond words, in that annoimous hotel room they could each walk away from as though nothing happened. Truly free.

 

[ms_tiff]

The naked desire on Sara’s face had Penny’s heart racing. To know that she was the one who had put that look there, that she was the one driving the soft moans and sighs from the girl’s lips, had Penny’s panties growing wet with her own arousal.

With fingers splayed across soft, trembling thighs, Penny inched closer. The moment teased out between them as Penny spread her lover’s sex open, bearing that most intimate part to her hungry gaze. A soft, steady breath on her lover’s clit. Her fingers tracing the outer labia, watching as her lover grew wet beneath her gaze.

Now that she had Sara, the initial moments of unbridled lust and want having passed, Penny wanted to take her time. She wanted to learn every movement, every cry, every inch of her lover’s body. She wanted to feel Sara shuddering beneath her as the throes of passion and desire overwhelmed her.

Penny slowly ran her tongue over Sara’s clit, teasing her young lover. She could feel the impatience building in the young woman, could sense her fighting the urge to grind up against Penny and demand more. Despite the tension in Sara’s body she remained still. Penny smiled. The girl was learning. Learning that Penny called the shots, that even though they weren’t in the middle of the professor’s experiment she was still in charge.

Such obedience to the rules warranted a reward.

Wrapping her lips around the pulsing button, Penny sucked on Sara’s clit, her tongue teasing against the tip. Taking advantage of Sara’s pleased cry, Penny slid her middle finger inside the wet walls of Sara’s sex.

She paused a moment, savoring the moans and gasps filling the room, her eyes drifting up to meet Sara’s. Her teeth grazed sensuously over the sensitive nub as she eased back. Penny’s finger teased velvet walls of Sara’s sex.

“Tell me what you want.” She said, her voice low and husky with want. “Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

 

[wickedpen]

Sara was resolute about keeping restrained as Penny brought chocked up swallows of air, her body uncontrollable, completely. She watched Penny through gritted teeth as the agony before the ecstasy was excruciating until her wet lips touched nearer, and nearer. Often inhaling sharply two or three times, like she was psyching herself up for something, which she was, a massive silent convulsion of my body .

"OH FUCK YEAH!" Sara cried in my head as she laid as calmly as she could. So cool and strong as she knew this was special. She could not keep her face from showing the absolute hottest sensations ever, so she rolled her face away as her eyes rolled up towards her third.

Like an orchestra never allowing silence in to the concert hall Penny threw out notes with her lips and tongue like a warm hand in a dark movie, or a surprising grab or caress in a public place. Like a DJ dropping beats in a club, dragging the crowd forward, into the frenzy she has planned, but not so fast.

Laying blissfully enjoying this calm of her kisses she asked “Tell me what you want. Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

"more?" Sara asked, like a child after another cookie. "May I?" she says still not making eye contract with her Mistress, who is being so kind to her. She never imagined a downside to this arrangement. And with that lifted my head to her beautiful face, smiling up from my thighs. Sara was struck at how wonderful she beamed with a smile she had only had glimpses of up until then.

"You are so beautiful.: she said without a single thought about it. It was truth as was this moment.

Staring directly into Penny's eyes, both shining with excitement in the dimly lit room, she said, "I want to be what you can never get enough of, Mistress."

 

[ms_tiff]

As Sara looked at her with lips parted in a soft plea, Penny felt her heart beating rapidly beneath her breast. The girl beneath her was so eager, so desperate to please. And she was so beautiful. Stunningly beautiful. A girl who could have anyone in her bed. The dichotomy of it would make an interesting study. What caused a girl who was beautiful and free-spirited, who seemed to know exactly what she wanted and desired, to swiftly switch to a submissive?

Of course, only Penny could turn an erotic experience into a psychological question. With a soft chuckle, she cleared her mind and returned to the vision before her.

Sara lay on the bed, the comforter rumpled beneath her, with hair mussed. Dark eyes, heavy-lidded with lust, stared back at Penny. Soft lips parted as she drew in frenzied breaths that caused her delicious breasts to rise and fall rapidly. Hard, pink nipples tipped those breasts. Delicious nipples that begged to be sucked and teased. Penny’s gaze slid slower, down to the spread legs and the delicious treat between them. Her finger still rested inside Sara, wet heat surrounding it.

Moving up her lover’s body, Penny kissed her deeply, tongues dancing together.

“I’m going to make you cum.” Penny said, biting Sara’s lower lip as she pulled her finger from her lover’s sex. “And when I do, I want to hear you screaming my name.”

Penny thrust two fingers inside Sara, her thumb pressing against a throbbing clit. She began to finger Sara quickly, her thumb moving in circles over the sensitive nub. With her eyes locked on Sara’s, Penny felt the tight embrace of her student’s sex.

Penny squeezed her own thighs together as she worked her fingers in and out of Sara, picking up the pace of her fingering.

“Cum for me.” She breathed, her lips on Sara’s neck, sucking on the pulse that beat rapidly. Pressing her thumb on Sara’s clit, Penny added a third finger. Her finger thrust rapidly in and out of Sara’s pussy.

Her own panties were soaked through as she felt the wetness inside Sara’s cunt, the velvet walls squeezing her fingers.

Eyes still locked on Sara’s, Penny took a hard nipple between her teeth as she fingered her lover. She could feel the girl shaking beneath her as Penny drove her closer to the edge.

 

[wickedpen]

Sara was not used to being out of control, well out of control of a situation, she was well versed in out of control of herself. Penny was a force Sara was unfamiliar with, attracted yet not submissive to her in the least, even to just have a moment. Penny was strong and began to show it as Sara moved subtly against her magnificent fingers.

Penny moved slowly, deliberately as though she had planned this. So unfamiliar to men throwing Sara down and thinking she liked it that way. She did like that but this was different, this was powerful. So taboo laying under her professor, her female professor who had tricked her to a hotel room only find she wanted her as much as she did.

She bit Sara hard, and Sara savored the fleeting pain as her hand continued between her thighs,

".. I want to hear you screaming my name.” she told Sara who was nearly there as Penny's breath warmed her neck, so soft and wet .

Sara kept looking in her beautiful eyes as her intensity mimicked her hand now pushing harder against her. Sara' could not help but contort her expression as her body twisted with Penny's magic massage.

"I am going to cum.." Sara gasped quietly. as if trying to resist. Her body shook and had never cum with a woman like. Sara inhaled deeply and exhaled, "OH God Yes Penny, don't stop!" Her body now moving deliberately with Penny's hand nearly lifting her student off the comforter.

Sara looked at her professor as she was losing her battle to resist as Penny leaned over and took her nipple sending a spike pain through her and setting off a a wail from Sara who turned and twisted.

"Oh god yes" she gasped, nearly spitting as her body seized with orgasm. "Oh fuck I am cumming... PENNY!" she managed before shaking off several convulsions as the tip of Penny's fingers eventually relented and traced their way up to Sara's sweet tan belly button.

Sara lay breathing steadily as her body tried to return to some semblance of the woman she was five minutes ago.

 

[ms_tiff]

Soft mewls of pleasure rose up to cries of ecstasy, filling the hotel suite with the sounds of erotic delights. Penny couldn’t tear her eyes off of Sara’s face as the girl gave herself over to the moment.

She was beautiful.

With her lips parted, her long lashes fluttering and her pert breasts rising and falling with each gasp...Sara was a vision to behold.

Penny had seen her fair share of lovers climax. But none matched the girl beneath her right then. None of her past lovers had ever given Penny pleasure simply from watching them cum. Sara’s face and body were poetry in motion as she writhed and squirmed beneath Penny, her sex clenching tight around the professor’s fingers. The hot rush of Sara’s orgasm around her fingers had Penny clenching her own thighs together to release the pressure building there.

Pulling her fingers from her lover, Penny brought them to her lips and licked them clean. A soft moan on her lips as she tasted the fruits of her labor. Not that bringing Sara to orgasm was work. No, Penny felt she could be quite content to spend the rest of her life in this bed with a naked Sara beneath her.

Kissing her way up the girl’s body, Penny traced her tongue over the rapid pulse at Sara’s throat. Her hand cupped Sara’s breast, thumb teasing over the hard nipple in slow circles as Penny pressed her lips to Sara’s in a gentle kiss.

“You are a marvel.” She breathed, her lips brushing against Sara’s. “Do you know how stunning you are when you cum?” Their bodies close together, Penny pressed her sex to Sara’s thigh. “Feel that?” She asked, grinding herself against her lover. “Do you feel how wet you made me? I nearly came just from watching you.”

She took Sara’s hand in hers, guiding it down to cup the wet panties.

“Finish what you started.” She commanded, her tongue delving into Sara’s mouth. “I want you to make me cum right now.”

 

[Levon10]

The science project with Dr Adler was starting to consume Sara's every thought, or was it Dr Adler? Standing in pink cotton panties and no bra Sara stared into her closet where she had cleaned up her room into.

"What a disaster." she grumbled to herself as she tried to find something to wear on her speed dating assignment. Doing at the Cup was going to be awkward and fun. She was a regular so she would have to hit on strangers, while staff and regulars watched and or made comments. The thought made her smile as she eyed her favorite jeans. They hung on her hips and looked awesome. The knees organically ripped up and she knew it did amazing things for her ass, as so guys tell her. She pulled them on loving the creamy firmness of them in all the right places.

"Now I need something low cut enough to flaunt the merch, yet not slutty." she said throwing stuff from the front to the back, hoping to find the right... Then her hand pulled it out of no where. The white Bernie Sanders campaign tee shirt.

"Perfect!:" she said holding the slightly too small shirt over her naked shoulders. "Conversation started and shows the merch." she said with a smile as she beamed with excitement.

She tucked in the bright white tee shirt with "Bernie!" painted across chest into her jeans and looked into the standing mirror in the corner. She played with her hair but decided to leave it. She slipped on her sandals and headed to the coffee shop.

Out side she briefly considered bumming a cigarette to calm her nerves but quickly lost interest as she saw Dr Adler through the window sitting with a man.

"What the fuck? She brought an audience?" Sara thought as her anger made her blood boil. She stepped back and closed her eyes and took a deep breath as her yogi had taught her years back. After a few moments she felt better and tried to lock her interest in Dr Adler into a hidden box. She walked in no making eye contact with the doctor sitting across the way.

"God she looked good." Sara thought as she moved to the counter and saw Natalie.

"Hey" Sara said sitting next to a professor, probably in his fifties, greying and wearing the academic issue blazer and khakis.

"Hey Bernie is my guy too." he said letting his eyes roll over her chest longer than necessary.

Swallowing her anger she switched back into operational mode. She turned and leaned into him, "he is awesome isn't he?" she said wide eyed and open to this man old enough to be her father. "His criminal justice policies give me hope." she said beaming into his eyes.

"What can I get you?" Natalie said emphasizing "you" as though she was something unusual.

"Green tea with lemon please." she said without breaking from her moment with the professor dad. "Maybe I could get your number and we could help organize campus?" she said without batting an eyelash as Natalie's eyes nearly rolled out of her head as she filled a cup with hot water.

The professor was a little confused by this beautiful woman's interest and offer.

"Uh, yeah sure," he said patting his brown tweed jacket for a pen, as Natalie leaned over and handed him one as she looked at Sara. He wrote his number on the back one of the paper place mats and ripped it off and put it in Sara's hand.

"Great thanks." Sara said putting her other hand over his and letting her finger wiggle enough to send him home with some less than political ideas.

Sara sipped her tea and tried not to smile at Natalie as the professor droned on. Eventually his phone pinged, the wife Sara imagined and he paid his check and left.

"What up girl?" Natalie said beaming at her friend.

"It's the experiment." Sara said trying to keep it quiet. Natalie picked up immediately.

"I thought that good looking red head was too uptight for this kind of place without a reason." Natalie said nodding towards Dr Adler. "Your girl huh?" she said looking at Sara watching Dr Adler through the mirror behind the coffee machines.

"Yeah" Sara said quietly but could not contain her excitement.

"Whatever." Natalie said moving on to her other customers.

Sara began looking through the mirror for her next target...

Such a lovely story