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Subject: {ASSM} The Teacher - Lesson Two (MF, goth)
Date: Fri, 16 Feb 2001 12:10:03 -0500
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This is a fantasy I wrote for a dear friend. The names have been
changed to protect the guilty.

Izzy Dednow
http://www.nettrash.com/users/idsa/

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The Teacher - Lesson 2
======================

My only requirement was that she wear a short skirt or dress. Boy did
my star student comply. We were going out to the local monthly goth
night held in the back room of a tattoo shop. When Ellia finally
descended the stairs after not allowing me to see her for hours she
looked stunning. She wore knee-high black patent leather boots and a
very short black vinyl dress with a chrome zipper running along the
front side. Her makeup was fantastic and her hair was beautifully
teased. I knew we would knock everyone dead. I must have been staring
for a while because she said, "Well, how do I look?"

I just grinned. Seeing her in this getup made me want to go out less
for sure... but I wanted to see what we could get into tonight. "You
look amazing, dear. No one wil be able to keep their eyes off of you."

We headed out to the car for the 30 minute drive to the city. About 10
minutes into the drive I told Ellia to give me her panties. She just
looked at me. "Come on, Ellia, give me your panties. I don't want you
wearing any tonight."

"I can't," she replied. "I never put any on." She smiled and looked
down, surely seeing the growing lump in my vinyl pants.

"You pick up quick, sweetheart. Now open the glove compartment and
take out my gift to you."

Inside there was a black, single ring bondage collar. She thanked me
as she fastened it around her neck.

"It looks fabulous on you," I told her. "Now reach under the seat."

Ellia did as I instructed and pulled out a 3-foot chain leash. 

"Good. Now just hold on to it until we get there."

Ellia squirmed in her seat as we reached the club. I was hoping she
was doing so out of arousal, but I had no way of knowing. When we got
out of the car I took the leash from her and attached one end to the
ring on her collar and the other to a ring on my belt.

"Tonight, Ellia, you are my queen and my slave. Do as I say and I will
worship you. Understand?"

"Yes," Ellia replied demurely.

When we walked into the club it was as I predicted, all eyes were on
the phenomenal new girl that was chained to me. I saw the event
mistress, Tess, and walked over to introduce her to my new friend.
After a short conversation Ellia and I made our way over to a dark
corner to sit. We ordered drinks and started to talk. After a short
while she asked if we could dance. I'm not much of a dancer, but I
unfastened the chain on my belt, giving it to her to take to the dance
floor. I didn't want her forgetting to whom she belonged. "Give me a
good show," I asked. She just kissed me and skipped out to the floor.
I sat there, watching my little dark nymph twist and turn and float to
the music. Cruxshadows and Gossamer to DOA and Depeche Mode. She
looked like an angel, except for the unbelievable sex appeal. As I was
being mesmerized Tess slipped into the seat next to me. 

"She's quite a dish. Where'd you get her?"

"Mail Order Brides from Down Under," I joked to a disapproving look. I
just laughed at Tess. "She's a friend here to visit. She just decided
to stay longer than originally planned."

"Lucky friend. Wonder if she'll share," Tess said as she kissed me on
the cheek and strolled back out to the floor. Before long she twirled
right in next to Ellia. I loved watching the two delicious girls
dance. Tess whispered something in Ellia's ear, making her giggle.
After the song ended Ellia scampered back over to me.

"What was so funny?" I asked her.

"Oh, Tess said we should give you a real thrill and make out out on
the floor."

"Hmm, shame you didn't," I teased, knowing she wasn't into girls.

I held out my hand and Ellia placed the chain in it. I reattached her
to me, whispering "Tell me, dear, is there anyone here you'd like to
have sex with?"

"Oh yes," she replied and started pointing people out. 

"Wait, wait. Pick one out, just for fantasy."

She pointed to a tall slender boy with thin black dreds and several
piercings.

"Now what would you like to do with him? What do you want him to do to
you?" I gently breathed in her ear. When she didn't answer I
continued. "Would you like his lips this close to you, teasing the
little hairs on your neck? Would you like to feel his warm breath on
your ear?"

She shuddered, obviously enjoying the thought. "Would you like him to
be tugging down on your zipper like I'm doing now?" She looked at me
questioningly, but did not stop me. I pulled the zipper down to just
below her breasts. Nothing was exposed except the inside edges of her
cleavage.

"Would you like him to reach his hands inside your unzipped dress and
caress your breasts?" I slid my hand down her side and over her hip,
the cool vinyl only heating me up more. My hand slid along the top of
her thigh and I leaned in to her. "Would you like this to be his hand
on your leg?" Ellia nodded, almost imperceptibly. "Would you like him
to slide his hand farther up your leg?" Again, she nodded. "Would you
like him to slid his hand under your dress and find that you aren't
wearing any panties?" This time she nodded more vigorously. I noticed
her hands clutching the edges of the table. Her breathing was
quickened also. Her eyes remained downcast, looking at the candle on
the table before us. I slid my hand under her dress and ran my fingers
through her soft bush. "Is this what you want that boy to be doing to
you?" Ellia nodded again.

"I can't hear you, Ellia."

"Yes," she whispered.

I slid my fingers between her lips and felt her velvety wetness. One
finger slipped deep inside her.

"Yes what?"

"Yes, this is what I want that boy to be doing to me."

"Then shall I stop so you can go to him?"

"No!" she exclaimed.

"But why, Ellia? If you are with me he cannot do anything like this to
you."

"Please don't stop."

"So this is what you want me to be doing to you?"

"Yes," she quietly panted.

"Yes what?"

"Yes, this is what I want you to be doing to me. Please don't stop."

I smiled as I slid my fingers over her now swollen clit. I continued
my digital assault on her under the table. Her knuckles on the table
were white and her breathing was ragged. I quickned the speed at which
my fingers were moving and pressed harder into her folds. She moaned
quietly and grimaced. I knew she was starting to cum. I looked up and
saw Tess smiling at me from across the room, everyone else oblivious
to what was going on. Ellia leaned against me and moaned into my ear.
When her body finally relaxed I pulled my fingers out of her and
licked them clean. The taste was simply amazing.

"Let's go," I said. I winked at Tess as we slipped out the back door
into the alley. As soon as the door shut I pressed Ellia's back
against the wall and kissed her powerfully. "I need you now," I said.

I unzipped my pants and lifted up her skirt enough to allow access.
She wrapped her legs around me and I proceeded to slam into her, hands
pressed against the brick of the building. The cool vinyl of her
dress, the cold metal of her zipper and the warmth of her flesh filled
my body with sensations. I could feel her muscles contracting as she
neared her second orgasm of the night. The feeling of her griping my
cock was too much, especially after the fun inside and I exploded
inside her. I groaned and pressed my body tightly against hers. Our
tongues battled in each others mouths. She unwrapped her amazing legs
from around me. I zipped my pants as she adjusted her dress and we
made our way back to the car. 

She fell asleep on the way home, her dress riding up around her hips.
I couldn't resist driving with one hand on the wheel and one on her
lovely mound. Her body reacted as she slept, quivering against my
touch. She awoke after a few miles of me masturbating me. She smiled
and leaned over. Unfastening my pants she took my half-hard cock into
her mouth. Slowly she sucked from the base to the very tip and then
engulfed it again. As it grew to full hardness she licked and sucked
at it. I continued my own ministrations, teasing her clit, rubbing
gently in circles before returning to running my fingers over her lips
and inside her. I wasn't ready to cum again after our recent
experience, but apparently she was. She began moaning and squirming,
sucking harder at my dick. I pressed my middle and ring fingers
against her clit and flicked back and forth and her body exploded, her
pelvis bucking against my hand. She let go of my dick and moaned
loudly against my leg. As she calmed back down we were almost home.
She tucked me back in my pants and sat up.

We almost ran into the house. "How about a shower?" she asked.

"Sounds divine, dear." I unfastened her leash from her neck. "Keep the
collar. It suits you."

She smiled at me as she started a striptease, unzipping her dress and
dancing away from me, toward the shower. I began taking off my shirt,
following her. When I got to the bathroom she was wearing only her
knee-high black patent-leather boots. I thought I'd faint at the
sight. She smiled as he turned and bent at the waist to begin unlacing
her boots. I was torn between removing the rest of my clothes or
fucking this luscious goth princess from behind. In the end I decided
to work on my own boots. I wanted to feel my naked body against hers
again, and I wanted it soon.

She was still working on her boots when I finished undressing, so I
started the shower running. When the water was warm I turned around
and saw my sweet Ellia naked all day. She stepped into the shower and
under the falling water. If you've never seen a beautiful woman
standing under falling water you are missing out on one of the joys of
life. I reached for the shampoo and began to wash her hair. She moaned
lightly as I massaged her scalp. When I was finished she returned the
favor and washed my hair. As I rinsed the suds from my hair Ellia
began to rub her wet body against mine. That was it. I needed to fuck
her, and I needed to do it now. I lifted her up and turned her around
so that the shower was spraying on her head and back. She wrapped her
legs around me for the second time tonight as I slipped into her hot
body. The water flowing over us was relaxing as the sex was
invigorating. We began to grind into each other slowly. There was no
urgency; the previous orgasms had taken off the edge. Now, under the
warm mist, we just enjoyed the feel of our bodies together. She threw
her head back and the water streamed down over her breasts. A drop
clung to the tip of her nipple. As the tension of impending orgasms
grew we bucked harder against each other. I could feel my whole body
begin to throb. Through the cloud of my own pleasure I could hear
Ellia groaning loudly too. I slammed into her faster than I'd ever
moved before, chanting "Uh, uh, uh," until my body tensed up
completely. The pleasure centers in my brain should have overloaded at
the orgasm this girl had given me. I thought I had passed out until I
opened my eyes and felt her still wrapped around me, head on my
shoulder, still slowly grinding.

"Mmmm," she moaned quietly. "Good fuck."

(c) 2000-2001 Izzy Dednow
Izzy Dednow Suite | http://www.nettrash.com/users/idsa/

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