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SUSAN'S REQUEST By Dawn (FM, reluc, mc, nc) 
Email dawnharvey1958@hotmail.com

This story was written for a special reader in hopes she likes
it.  Please send any comments or suggestions to me, as it is nice
to hear from readers.  I am fairly new at erotic writing and your
comments are appreciated.

CHAPTER ONE

Susan was a teacher at Randall College and was highly respected
for her teaching talents.  She was 34 and had married her long
time boyfriend.  She was totally devoted to her job and carried
out all her duties in a very professional manner.  Susan always
dressed conservatively, not drawing any attention to her slender,
womanly body, which seemed to be more easily aroused as she got
older.

Of late, Susan had turned to masturbating to satisfy her sexual
needs.  These needs seemed to be increasing in intensity and were
happening way more often than she cared to admit.  Much too busy
at work, she didn't seem to be able to find time to relax with
Jay, her husband.  Their sex life was very conservative and every
time Jay wanted to experiment or try something new, Susan would
refuse saying it was too weird.  Thinking about it, Susan
realized these new things actually turned her on and wondered why
she would turn her husband down for such a thing as anal
intercourse.

Her parents instilled old fashion ideals in Susan, which she was
very grateful for.  All through her younger years she didn't
believe in sexual activity with any man without loving him first.
 This meant many nights of frustration and she inevitably turned
to self-gratification for her fulfillment.  In university, her
girlfriend, Sally had given her an electric vibrator and she
found it extremely capable of giving her earth shattering orgasms
on many occasion.

Lately, Susan found herself fantasizing about one or two of her
students and that filled her with guilt.  She would never do
anything with a student but those erotic thoughts were coming
much more often than in previous years.  One of her students, an
exchange student named Kaz, was from Russia and his rough
demeanor seemed to intimidate Susan like no one before.  Every
now and then, some of the things he said to her had definite
sexual connotations.

Somehow, Kaz had gotten her email address and phone number, which
made her feel a little uncomfortable.  Twice he had phoned her
and although the conversations had started out light and
friendly, they soon turned to sex talk.  Susan had told him to
stop but eventually she felt the erotic twinges deep inside.  She
didn't get completely carried away but did say a few things that
she regretted.  'Oh what would he think of her' was all she
wondered as she let her guard down on more than one occasion.

Kaz smiled as he hung up the phone after talking to Susan the
last time.  Yes, she was hot.  The professional manner in which
she dressed and her demeanor made her appear even sexier to him.
He was planning on ways to conquer his beautiful teacher and
relished the conquest.  Kaz understood women and knew how to take
liberties with almost any woman he met.  The crude manners he
displayed seemed to work on most and he played the role to
perfection.

Yes, Kaz felt Susan's guard was breaking down and he would fuck
her before the year was over.  This woman commanded his complete
attention and his evil plan was working.  It was time to attack
and tonight like in the earlier calls, he worked the conversation
to sex.  He smiled with satisfaction as Susan finally relented
and told him how horny she was.

His next command took Susan by surprise as he ordered her to feel
her small breasts.  She had to agree that they were small but
wow, did they ever have large, sensitive nipples.  Following his
directions, she uttered a low moan as he told her to roll the
hard nipples between her fingers.  "Now I want you to describe
your tits for me," he asked.

Susan described her perky tits and Kaz felt his hardon throb with
anticipation.  True they were not the biggest tits but they were
perfectly shaped making them very seductive.  Every once in
awhile, she would wear a shear bra and the outline of her nipples
would be visible through the thin material.  Some women had
nipples that when erect, showed through clothing no matter what
they wore.  Tonight, she confessed to him how sensitive they were
and how nice it felt to pinch them with her fingers.

Kaz told her how hard his cock was and the phone lines got hotter
as Susan experienced phone sex for the first time.  "I have my
cock out of my pants and it is throbbing as I think of you.  My
fingers are around the hard, thick shaft and now I am moving my
hand up and down," he said into the handset.  "It feels so good
to pump my hand up and down the shaft and it is jerking in my
fist," he told her.

Susan blushed even though she was alone and wondered what his
cock looked like.  His description filled her mind with images of
a gorgeous, long cock and she felt her stomach flutter while
thinking about it.  Her vivid fantasy of touching the pulsating
cock and feeling it burn her tender flesh, made her temperature
rise.  Her breathing actually started to come in short, rapid
breaths and she closed her eyes and watched the imagines.

As Kaz pumped his cock, he told Susan to put her hand in her
panties.  "Slide your fingers down your flat tummy and into your
panties," he ordered.   "What does your bush look like?" he asked
and waited for Susan's response.   The silence was deafening and
she didn't want to answer his prying question.

"Susan," he said, "I asked you a question and I want an answer!"
he demanded.  Reluctantly, she whispered, "It is quite small and
the hair is trimmed on the sides so it won't show when I wear a
bikini."  This took everything she had to tell him and she
blushed a bright red.

"Now I want your fingers to roam through the hair and caress your
flesh above your cunt," he told her.  When he said that word,
Susan's breath caught and she couldn't believe the added
excitement.  Her skilled fingers caressed the burning skin and
eventually dipped down to the volcano.  When her finger grazed
the tip of her clitoris, her hips thrust forward wanting more.

"Spread your legs Susan and do something for me, will you?" he
asked.  Susan held her breath and waited for what she knew was
coming.

"Can you look down and see your pussy?" he requested.  "Can you
see the pussy lips and tell me what you see as I desperately want
to touch you," he told her.  "My cock is so hard and stiff that
you just have to tell me what you see," he demanded.

Susan looked down and saw the wetness exposed which caused her
passion to reel.  Seeing the puffy lips, she spread her slender
legs, as he demanded.  This exposed the very tip of her clit and
she felt the urge to touch it.  Without thinking, she whispered
the response he was waiting for.

"I can see my pussy and the lips are wet from what is happening,"
Susan revealed to him.  "Yes, yes, go on and tell me exactly what
you look like as it makes my cock throb," he begged her with
excitement.

The thought of him stroking his big cock filled Susan's mind once
again and her heart rate increased.  No man had ever told her
such erotic things and said that her body filled them with
desire.

Reluctantly, Susan followed his demand and continued.  "The hair
is very thin and sparse between my legs and my pussy is totally
exposed.  My lips are slightly spread and I can see the top of my
clitoris," she told him.  For some unexplained reason, she was
unable to stop talking and continued to do as he wanted.

"My pussy feels so hot and aroused, and it feels like it is
throbbing," Susan eluded.  "My fingers are touching the tip of my
clit and it feels like it is going to explode," she told him with
a sudden feeling of guilt for confiding such personal feelings.

He knew Susan would have feelings of remorse and had to keep the
action moving quickly, before she gained enough control to stop.
"Feel your pussy for me, feel the clit and pinch it between your
fingers the way I want to," he said.

Without hesitation, her fingers did as he ordered and caressed
the vulnerable nub.  Suddenly, Susan squeezed harder and felt her
hips thrust forward, in a wanton manner.  Pinching the center of
her universe, her feelings skyrocketed upward towards an
unfamiliar apex.  Rolling the wetness between her strong fingers,
she knew what was expected and this caused her breathing to
become ragged and raspy.

Kaz could hear the sounds over the phone and knew she was falling
for his erotic conversation.  His plan was working much better
than he ever expected and soon he would have complete control of
his beautiful teacher.  He knew Susan was innocent and naive and
this conquest would be the sweetest of his young life.  No, she
obviously wasn't a virgin but he knew she did not have very much
experience in sex.  He was determined to turn this sexy teacher
into his personal sex slave.  Mrs. T would do anything to save
her reputation and he was going to take full advantage of this
fact.

He probably had enough evidence of Susan fraternizing with a
student but he wanted to complete the task.  "I want you to feel
your clit and keep caressing it for me," he ordered.  "Now I want
you to reach down with your other hand and fuck yourself with
your finger," he uttered.

He knew from his earlier conversations that she had a speaker
phone so he told her to put the phone on speaker so she could put
the handset down.  This would free up her hands so they could do
his evil work.

The vulgar words seemed to incense Susan even more and before she
could resist, her hand dipped.  Instantly, her middle finger
thrust into her wet channel and pushed forward so it was fully
buried inside her pussy.  No person had ever talked so dirty to
her and this made her mind fall under his control.

"Do you think you can bring yourself to an orgasm for me," he
asked.  "Susan, I want you to bring yourself to a climax and cum
all over your fingers," he told her.

Susan felt her face flush and start to burn with intense desire.
Her fingers did as he ordered and both hands were moving
vigorously.  Pinching her most tender clit made her hips thrust
and she madly curled her finger upward to fuck her G-spot.

"Susan," he said sternly and in a voice that demanded an answer.
"I can't stop, I can't stop," she repeated over and over again as
her hips rocked out of control.  "I am cumming, cumming," she
whispered against her will but she knew he wanted to hear it. 
Her breathing became loud, out of control moans, and Kaz knew she
was going through the throes of a violent orgasm.

On and on her orgasm went, as Susan had never experience such an
explosive climax, certainly not one that lasted this long.  Ever
muscle in her body tensed and she arched her back hoping to push
her cunt up to her demanding fingers.  Her juices flowed and she
masturbated to his erotic words.  Her mind knew this was wrong
but she was unable to stop the soaring passion as it rushed over
the top.  Her life stood absolutely still as the final spasms
shot through her lithe body and she held motionless as the waves
started down the far side.

Nothing like this had ever happened to the sheltered Susan and
she slowly became aware of Kaz talking through the speaker. 
"That was the most erotic thing in my life," he told her and
smiled with utter satisfaction.  Yes, this was going to be one
lovely adventure.

He didn't want to scare Susan or make her suspicious of his plans
so he decided to call it a night.  Just let her relax and relive
the passionate evening.  He said his good byes in a soft
reassuring voice.  Tomorrow at school, he would show her who was
master and turn sweet Susan into his own personal slut.  With
that, he squeezed his manhood and pumped it vigorously with the
visions of Susan's sexy body running through his mind.

The next morning, Kaz woke with a refreshed feeling and one that
was only going to improve as the day wore on.  His plan was
formulated and now it was only a matter of carrying out the
details.  He felt aroused as he fantasized of the beautiful Susan
and how she was soon to become his slave.  He was very aware of
how she felt about her job and knew she would do anything in the
world to protect her professional dignity.  A satisfied smile
crossed his face as he prepared the next phase of his devious
plan.

He wrapped the skimpy, shear thong in a small package and added a
handwritten note.  This he would give to Susan as he left the
morning class and he would avoid seeing her the rest of the day.
She would worry and stew over his demands but by tomorrow
morning, she would faithfully succumb to his requests.

Susan purposely avoided eye contact with her phone lover but she
was well aware of his presence.  His rough voice was heard every
once in awhile and her heart skipped a beat every time he spoke.
It was as if he was speaking directly to her and it was her duty
to listen.  Finally she shook her head trying to get rid of the
guilt feeling.

The bell rang to indicate the end of the class and Susan breathed
a sigh of relieve.  Suddenly, the stocky figure stopped at her
desk and she was afraid to look up.  Slowly, he set the small
package on her desk and departed the room without a word.

Susan stared blankly at the package and wondered what it was. 
Slowly, she reached for it and began to unwrap the gift.  The
small note dropped onto her desk and she could see there was
writing on it.  Removing the paper, her eyes opened wide as she
saw the skimpy thong.  Why on earth would he give her something
like this, she wondered.  There was no way she would ever wear
such a thing.

Almost in a trance, she opened the note and read.  "I have
recorded evidence that you had phone sex with a student and the
school board or teachers association would not approve of such a
thing.  I will never tell anyone as long as you do as I tell
you," he had written.

Susan stared into the paper and was suddenly afraid of what could
happen if anyone found out.  Yes, she had made a big mistake but
maybe she could convince him not to tell.  There was more and she
continued.

"I want you to wear the thong all day tomorrow, or else!" he
added.  "Another thing you will do is shave your pussy.  I want
all of it shaved or I will tell the board what you have been
doing," his words echoed in her mind.  Surely he can't be
serious, Susan thought.

The bell rang for the next class and she quickly put the note and
panties in her purse.  Not having time to dwell, she taught her
next class almost in a daze and the noon bell didn't come soon
enough.  She went to the lunchroom and looked all over for Kaz,
as she just had to plead with him.  He purposely avoided her the
rest of the day and when the final class of the day was complete,
Susan was exhausted from worrying.

When she got home, she took the items out of her purse and
thought of ways to get out of the situation.  What would he do if
she didn't wear the thong?   What would he do if she didn't shave
her pussy?  She asked these questions to herself all night and
was unable to find a way out.

Her usual custom was to have a hot bath before bed and she run
the water in preparation.  Suddenly she felt a wave of shame rush
through her body as she wondered what she would say to her
husband about being shaved.  No, she just could not do what Kaz
had ordered.

Then, almost in a trance, she lathered her legs like any other
occasion when she shaved, but this time her hand continued until
her pelvis was turned white.  Her hands were shaking but she
slowly put the razor to her skin.  Stroke after stroke went
through her bush and in a couple of minutes, she witnessed a
cleanly shaven cunt.  Washing the remaining lather away, she saw
how baby like her pussy area looked.  No, she should not have
done it but it was too late.

Suddenly her deft fingers dipped into her crotch.  Skillfully,
the fingers of her right hand split the red, puffy lips and
grabbed the protruding clit.   Pinching it, she began to roll it
back and forth and realized that she was soaked with more than
water.  The slippery juices covered her pussy and she was able to
roll the long clit easily in the wetness.  Quickly, her long
finger of her left hand thrust into her waiting hole and she
began pumping it in and out.  Faster the hands moved and in
seconds, her passion reached a volcanic level.

The feelings of guilt roared through her mind but she was unable
to stop the self-attack.  Oh why, she thought and her fingers
refused to stop or pause.  The first spasm shot through her
tender body and she suddenly realized that she was going to
experience a mind-blowing orgasm.  Squeezing the abused clit even
harder, she brought the impeding orgasm to the peak.  Her body
rocked out of control as she went over the top and at that
moment, she didn't care about anything else in her life.  On and
on the explosions went as her fingers milked every last ounce of
lava from her loins.

As the spasms slowly subsided, she managed to still her hips and
stop her body from shaking.  The last shock erupted from deep
within and then she lay back onto the curved portion of the warm
bathtub.  She closed her eyes and refused to think of what had
just happened.

In a trance, Susan got out of the tub and caught her imagine in
the mirror.  How odd it looked without any hair but after a few
seconds, she accepted the fact.  Slipping on the silky nightgown,
she went to bed for much needed sleep.  Luckily, Jay was already
sleeping and there was no explaining needed tonight.

The alarm went off at 6 and Susan reluctantly got out of bed. 
She got ready for work as usual and everything went as normal
until it was time to get dressed.  Once again she caught sight of
her newly shaved pussy and watched as the overly skimpy thong
went on over her slender hips.  The small white triangle in front
would never have covered her hair, she thought, and realized it
was odd to be thinking that at this time.  Turning around, she
noticed how the string from the tiny patch at her waist
disappeared between her ass cheeks.

Susan shuddered and did not think that she could wear such a
thing.  Looking again at the image, she reluctantly decided that
Kaz would certainly want to know if she did as he directed in his
note.  Somehow, she had to convince him that this was all a
mistake and that he should leave her alone.

Time was running short so Susan turned and completed dressing for
the day.  Oh why did she do what he ordered?  How was he ever
going to prove that she had obeyed?  No, she should never have
followed his directions.  It was too late now so she headed off
to work.

The morning classes went smoothly but Susan felt that everyone
knew she was wearing a thong.  It took until part way through the
second class before she could relax and forget about the burning
material covering her private area.

It was the last class before noon that Kaz was in her class and
he entered in his usual casual manner.  Meeting her deep, blue
eyes, Susan felt the sudden realization of his superior strength
and masculinity.  She felt small and tender under his stare and a
small vibration shot through her body at the thought of his
mastery over her.

Somehow she got through the class and was so relieved when the
noon hour bell rang.  Her shoulders slumped forward and she
paused for a few minutes in an attempt to get a measure of
control back.  Deciding to eat in her classroom, she locked the
door and enjoyed the time alone.

The afternoon went well and at last the final bell sounded. 
Susan gathered her books and belongings, and headed to the door.
Just as she reached the classroom exit, Kaz's stocky body filled
the entry and he quickly grabbed the brass knob.  Closing the
door before Susan had time to react, he swiftly seized the
opportunity.  Grabbing her shoulders, he twisted her body to
place her back against the solid, wooden door.

Kaz held her firmly and looked directly into her eyes.  "Now I
want to see if my little slut did as she was told," he said. 
Without warning, he held her upper body with one hand, and his
other dropped to the hem of her skirt.   Susan was unable to move
and she knew exactly what was about to happen.  In one swift
motion, he reached under the hem of her skirt and brought his
hand up to Susan's crotch.  Her breath caught and held as she
felt his hand close over her almost naked pelvis.

Still looking into her eyes, he said in a stern voice, "Open your
legs as I want to feel your beautifully shaved pussy."  His eyes
told Susan that he meant what he said and then he gave a little
twist with his upper hand, which was on the front of Susan's
blouse.

Like the obedient slave, Susan slowly spread her legs to allow
his strong hand to slip between them.  Instantly, his fingers
lifted the small, silky patch and dove into the promised land
below.  The thong offered no protection and his skillful fingers
found the target at once.  Closing on the throbbing bud, he
pinched it with determined passion.

Susan rolled her head back and closed her eyes tightly as his
fingers rolled the throbbing clit around in the abundant juices.
She felt lust like never before and instantly felt a loss of
control.  She was dumbfounded at how turned on she felt and how
quickly he turned her stomach into a passion pit.

"I like my sluts wet and horny like you are right now," he
whispered into her ear.  "You have such a nice pussy and it feels
so hot when it is shaved," he added and continued to caress
Susan's love button.  In a matter of seconds, she was soaring up
the mountain.

Suddenly, he removed his strong fingers from Susan's soaked pussy
and a small measure of relieve washed over her.  Opening her
eyes, she noticed him place his wet fingers next to his lips. 
With a smile, he slowly opened his mouth and pushed his fingers
inside.  She could see his tongue whip around the digits and lick
the coating off.

Then he moved his hand downward again and immediately found the
treasure between Susan's legs.  Without being told, she spread
her thighs to allow entry and his fingers surrounded the tender
bud again.  Pinching and flicking it, he brought a deep moan from
Susan's lips and again she was unable to stop his advance.  Back
and forth he caressed the throbbing clit and every few seconds,
he would thrust his middle finger into the burning inferno.

Soon his fingers were coated with love juices and he brought his
hand up to Susan's face this time.  Placing the very tip of his
fingers within an inch of her lips, he waited.  The aroma of her
own sex drifted upward and filled her nostrils.  Now barely
touching her pouty lips, Susan knew what he wanted and she slowly
opened her mouth.

Instantly, he penetrated the waiting cavity and his fingers lay
over her tongue.  A slight movement of his finger and she began
sucking.  Licking one finger at a time, she soon had all the
juices cleaned from his fingers and swallowed every ounce.  A
shudder passed through her body with the realization that these
fingers had just been inside her cunt.

Susan was so close to experiencing an orgasm and prayed that he
did not touch her pussy again.  Strong and determined as any
woman, she knew her body was perilously close to collapse and any
more caressing by this monster would certainly bring total
embarrassment.  Her stomach fluttered as she attempted to regain
a measure of control.

Suddenly Susan realized he was talking and hadn't heard a word. 
"You have been a very good girl and I think you have the nicest
ass.  Would you like me to fuck your ass?" he asked.  After a few
seconds he demanded an answer.

"No, no I have never done that sort of thing and I think it is
filthy," Susan responded in a low whisper.  "I just couldn't do
it," she concluded.

With that, Kaz swiftly moved his hand back to the control button
and gave it one final squeeze.  Pinching the throbbing meat
between his strong, stubby fingers, he said, "We don't have time
today but tomorrow you are going to fuck me."  Looking directly
into Susan's eyes, she felt like he hit her in the stomach as he
continued, "I want to feel my hard cock inside your shaved cunt
and your nice tight virgin ass."

Susan shook as he finished talking and finally pulled his soaked
fingers from her crotch.  In a flash, he pushed her slender body
away from the door and exited before she had any chance to
respond.  Closing the door after him, Susan slumped back against
the door and fought to regain control of her senses.  No man had
ever made her feel so belittled yet she felt her sexual emotions
rise beyond any point in her life.  She was determined to get
control of the situation and not let this vile student take any
further liberties with her.

Her books and purse had fallen to the floor and she slowly picked
them up.  It was already well past quitting time so Susan rushed
out to her car.  Once inside the car, she hugged the steering
wheel and her mind thought of ways to get out from under Kaz's
spell.  Reluctantly, she drove home and felt relieved once in the
sanctuary of the house.

Her husband wasn't home yet so Susan rushed upstairs to have a
quick shower.   She felt degraded by what had happened and a nice
hot shower would make her feel clean once again.  Oh, there it
was again, feeling the cleanly shaven area as she scrubbed
herself.  She remembered the erotic feelings that consumed her
body when she carried out the brazen task Kaz demanded.  Trying
not to touch her private parts, she finished washing and quickly
got out of the shower.  She felt the familiar tingling deep
inside of that thing called lust and did not want to succumb to
it right now.

Everything went well the rest of the night and all was normal the
next morning.  Arriving at the college on time, Susan went
directly to the classroom to get things ready.  A rustling noise
behind her gave Susan a start and when she turned, Kaz was
standing by her desk.

"I was watching your tight ass move around and I can hardly wait
to feel it up against my hard cock," he said with a smug smile. 
Susan's immediate reaction was to scold him harshly but he
stopped her dead in her tracks.  "Remember you don't want anyone
to find out about us do you?" Kaz asked.  His words prevented any
protest from escaping her lips and Susan gave a sign of defeat.

"You are going to feel my cock this afternoon and I want your
sweet lips around it," he whispered.  With that, he handed Susan
a small bag and left without another word.

Susan was dumbfounded by his brazen attitude and had never met
anyone who took her for granted.  Slowly she sat down at her desk
and stared at the bag.  Reluctantly, she opened it and there was
a note on top of some clothes.  With shaking fingers, she picked
up the note and read.

"You will wear these clothes that I have carefully picked out for
you.  And remember, you will do exactly as you are told.  You
will wear these clothes and nothing else!" the note read. 
Hurriedly she continued, as class was due to start shortly. 
"Meet me in Kinsmen Park at 3 o'clock.  Go to the picnic shelter
which you can see from the parking lot," read his last
instructions.

She quickly put the note away and placed the bag in a desk
drawer.  The rest of the day was a blur and Susan fretted about
the afternoon rendezvous.  Kaz must have known she had a spare
the last class and would be off early today.

The time had arrived and Susan was alone as she slowly reached
into the drawer.  Taking out the bag, she removed the two pieces
of clothing.  Two, there must be a mistake and she looked
franticly into the empty bag.  Surely he can't be serious she
thought and looked the skirt and sweater over closely.  It was a
pleated, black skirt almost like a uniform worn by some
schoolgirls.  The sweater was the correct size but it was very
baggy and looked quite small.  She shuddered just thinking of
what she would look like in this outfit.

Not being able to think of a way out, she reluctantly headed for
the washroom closest to the parking lot.  Maybe she could change
there and be able to exit the building to her car without any
seeing her.  Once inside the restroom stall, she slowly removed
her clothing and donned the skirt and sweater.  Oh, no, she
thought as she had never gone anywhere without under garments and
this surely felt strange.

On her way out, Susan caught her image in the mirror and shook
with fright.  This made her look like a young student and it felt
like anyone would be able to tell that she was not wearing
panties or a bra.  Turning sideways, she could see her bare
breast exposed through the large armhole so she would have to be
careful of this.  She brushed the sweater down and gave the
bottom a little tug in an attempt to make it longer.  She assumed
it would do as it just barely covered her tummy and almost
reached her waist.  The pleats made the skirt wide at the hem and
it was not one that she would ever wear as it was way too short.
She preferred ones that came down to her knees and didn't show
off her shapely legs.

Susan almost ran out to her car and was thankful that she did not
run into anyone on the way.  She breathed a sign of relieve once
she got behind the wheel and tried to relax for a minute. 
Looking down, she saw that the skirt was riding all the way up
her thigh and in a show of bravery, she raised the hem to reveal
her flesh.  Her heart quickened as she saw her shaved pussy and
she even spread her legs enough to see that her ruby lips were
glistening with moisture.

Ashamed and feeling guilty, Susan quickly covered herself as best
she could and started the Mustang.  Her heart was certainly
beating much faster than normal and it felt extremely hot for
this time of day.  Driving a few minutes, she soon came to the
park and she felt a strong desire to rush away.  Maybe she could
see Kaz and reason with him.  Yes, she would plead like never
before and maybe, just maybe he would feel sorry for her.  It was
true that nobody must ever find out about what she had done but
also, she didn't want to succumb to Kaz's demands.

Seeing the shelter Kaz had mentioned, Susan got out of the car
and headed towards it.  It had sides that were about four feet
high with an opening above that between the top of the sides and
roof.  She couldn't see inside from a distance and slowly walked
up to the doorway, hoping he would not be inside.

At the doorway, her heart stopped for a second as she saw Kaz
sitting on top of a picnic table.  He smiled at her and Susan was
mad at herself for not remaining steadfast as she flet her tummy
quiver in anticipation.  For some unknown reason, Susan felt
controlled by this boy and her feet started in his direction.

He knew she was reluctant and hesitant about being there and she
would certainly put up a fight to stop him from assaulting her
body.  Seeing her sexy body clothed in the schoolgirl outfit made
his heart skip a beat and he knew that she was worth the risk to
be able to fuck such a fine woman.

As she got closer, Kaz stood up and quickly put his arms around
Susan and pulled her tight to his hard body.  "I knew you wanted
me to fuck you Susan and I can hardly wait to get at your ass,"
he whispered.  "Let's see if you dressed as you were instructed,"
he said and without warning, thrust his hand into her naked
crotch.

He didn't give Susan a chance to get away and immediately shoved
his middle finger into her wetness.  His hand cupped her entire
slit and he was amazed at how soaked his palm became in just a
few seconds.  Susan gave a futile attempt to get free but he
easily held her steady against his body.

Susan never felt so sensitive or alive and her body seemed to
belong to someone else.  Suddenly, she thrust her hips forward
and her mind was going crazy with lust.  This can't be happening
kept running through her mind, but it was.

Suddenly, Kaz released his finger from between her lips and
removed his hand from her cunt.  Susan felt empty and stood
perfectly still, waiting for his next move.  This was the time to
reason with him and she summonded up the courage to plead. 
"Please, Kaz, don't do this...," but she was cut off by his lips
meeting hers.  He forced his kiss on her and his tongue darted
out to press between the tightly closed lips.   Forcing her lips
apart, his tongue entwined with hers and he kissed with a
desperate passion.

Susan tried not to respond and she conceded to just allow him to
kiss her.  After a few seconds, Kaz moved his mouth to the side
and whispered in her ear.  "I want your lips on my cock right
now," he ordered.  It didn't register right away and it took a
few seconds before she realized what he wanted her to do.  No,
she just couldn't do that she reasoned, and especially with
someone she didn't know.

Kaz realized that Susan would be reluctant so he had already
undone his pants and lowered them enough to release his throbbing
manhood.  Grabbing Susan's small, delicate hand, he forced it to
his waiting cock.  She almost screamed when her fingers closed on
the burning flesh and she tried to pull away.

He decided to show Susan who was in control and quickly turned
her around so her back was up against him.  With one hand, he
easily reached under the loose sweater and grabbed her waiting
tit.  Squeezing the hard nipple between his strong fingers, he
pinched until Susan opened her mouth in protest.

Then he used his other hand to flip the skirt up to her waist,
and swiftly pushed his hard cock between her legs.  He forced his
hand between her thighs to spread them enough to allowed his cock
to press along the wet slit.  Susan's legs almost collapsed when
this happened and she felt his thick cock caress between her ass
cheeks and run the entire length of her pussy lips.

No man had ever treated her like this or even forced her to do
any sexual things in her life.  This should have made her
extremely mad and she should be fighting with all her might. 
Instead, he whispered once again for her to use her lips on his
rock, hard cock.  Obediently, she twisted her body around and
dropped down to her knees.

Her small fingers went around the thick shaft and she held it
directly in front of her face.  She admired it like no other she
had ever seen and lowered her face to the big weapon.  Feeling
the wide, flared head press between her puffy lips, Susan tasted
another man's cum.  Sucking it deeper into her mouth, Susan felt
passion and lust far beyond any in her life.  The cock felt so
big and thick that it scared her a little at first.  It throbbed
and pulsed in her hand and she felt powerful for the first time
as she was having such a profound affect on his manhood.

Why she was on her knees and even considering sucking his cock
was beyond anything she could believe.  But here she was obeying
his demands and feeling a need she could not resist.  His cock
was far more desirable than in any of her fantasies and the taste
of the nectar was like a powerful drug to her mind.

Kaz was not going to last very long and felt his orgasm rising
like the speed of a runaway train.  Susan pumped the length of
cock with her one hand and cupped his hanging balls with the
other.  Her mouth was performing the best blowjob of his life as
she sucked hard and deep.  Susan felt his hips begin to thrust
and jerk out of control and knew he was about to cum.

The hot lava shot out of his cock with such force it took her by
surprise and began flowing down her throat.  For fear of
suffocating, she swallowed and gulped the burning liquid and
managed to drink the complete orgasm.  His big hand went to her
head and held her steady as she milked his cock dry.

Suddenly, Susan felt used and degraded when his climax was over
could not believe what she had just done.  There she was, a
strict, professional teacher on her knees giving a blowjob to a
student.  No, this just didn't happen!

Kaz reached down and brought Susan up to stand in front of him. 
He looked directly into the deep, blue eyes and thanked her for
sucking his cock.  Here he was so vulgar and rude all the time
and she accepted it from him.  Oh if only he wouldn't look into
her eyes she pleaded with herself, as she didn't seem to be able
to refuse any of his demands.  No matter how crude or vile they
may be.

It was now time to become master of her body so he decided to
finger fuck her right there in the shelter.  He knew she would be
filled with guilt and shame if she experienced an orgasm in a
public place.  Quickly, he reached under the flared skirt and
instantly found the control button.  Bringing Susan closer and
tight against his body, Kaz performed his magic and his fingers
caressed the enflamed clitoris.

Pinching the enlarged bud with his finger tips, Susan hips thrust
madly to capture his hand.  The lust filled her mind and all
sanity and reason was gone.  She felt the orgasm explode
immediately and she was unable to stop the rising tide as it
soared to the peak.  Like a common slut, she spread her slender
legs and enabled his attacking hand to have complete access to
her shaved love box.

He pulled her legs around his hips and put one hand around her
body.  His hand went to her bare ass and his other was still in
front on her wet pussy.   Susan instinctually put her arms around
his neck to keep from falling and suddenly loud moans came from
her lips as the orgasm soared.  Somehow he had gotten into a
sitting position on the picnic bench and this allowed him to
steady her body against his.

He attacked her pussy with desperate passion and vigorously
rolled the clit in the abundant juices.  When his other hand
began caressing her ass, Susan felt like someone hit her in the
tummy.  She had never allowed anyone to touch her ass and now
this boy was taking newfound liberties.  She opened her mouth to
protest but nothing came out.  She felt him spread her cheeks and
gently push his finger against the forbidden entrance.

Susan bit her lip and held her breath in anticipation.  Then it
happened, he split her asshole and pushed his finger inside. 
Faster he swirled the tender clit around and around and Susan
went delirious.  Nothing like this had ever happened to her and
the earth shattering orgasm washed over her entire body.  On and
upward it went and she gave herself completely to this Russian
boy.  Wave after wave erupted from the center of her being until
the final explosion rocketed over the top.

Kaz had to admit that this was far better than he ever expected
or even planned.  He was going to enjoy the future and he could
hardly wait to show his beautiful slut to his two compatriots. 
Yes, Susan would do anything he wanted to keep him quiet and he
was certainly going to take advantage of her frail position.

Susan's mind was a blur and really didn't know what happened
after the climax.  All she knew was that no orgasm had ever
consumed her body like todays.  It was easy to fix her clothes
and she quickly brushed them into place to make herself look
presentable.  How could she let this happen in a public place,
she asked herself over and over again?

His departing words struck Susan with a blow.  "I will see you
tomorrow at the same time," he told her and slipped a little card
in her hand.  It contained the address of a little apartment
close to the college and Susan stared blankly at the black and
white letters.  She was speechless as she watched him turn and
leave the shelter.

Susan shivered with the realization that this young foreign
student had complete control over her.  He made her do things
that she had always refused to do for anyone in her life, even
her husband.

Little did she know that this was only the beginning of what Kaz
would have her do?  Tomorrow, Susan would go from teacher to slut
in one short afternoon.

THE END OF PART ONE

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hear from readers.  You can email them to
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