I never really thought of myself as a lesbian but still, I’ve always been so obsessed with the idea of sex with another woman. Their big milky tits are the best, especially on tall redheads. I find myself letting my gaze linger far too long when a beautiful woman is around. That’s probably why I was so flustered before office hours. But luckily, I do have an appointment with a TA and even though I can’t take my eyes off of her, maybe she’ll be lenient and I can boost that C-, I need to really try my hardest and impress her!
Flushed, I showed up early and stood outside the small, cubicle-style office space…
In the chilly hallway, my nipples began to harden, poking through my flimsy, pink sweater. I hoped she wouldn’t notice and I could feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment. My 36DDs were trying to burst out at the worst time. The door opened, and I saw her. Tall, freckled, with G cups at least. Nervous and already wet, I stood there.
“I’m not a lesbian,” I thought to myself. I. Am. Not. A. Lesbian. But in her tight fitting brown blouse and black skirt going just above her knees, in sheer stockings…I think I could be.
But I’m not…
“I’m not a lesbian,” I thought to myself.
Her eyes darted immediately to my erect nipples, my slim waist, my full hips and ass…I felt like a piece of meat in front of a dog. It felt good.
“Sit down, please.” She said, gesturing to one of the three chairs in the office, and sliding the office door shut. I wanted to do what I was told, so I sat down, hands in the lap of my silky white skirt.
“Thank you for meeting me on such short notice,” I began but she rose her hand up, signaling for me to stop. I did.
“I can assume why you’re here, but it’s a bit late in the semester for much to be done with your grade.” She said to me, her voice was firm but had a touch of velvet to it. She sat in the chair next to me, rather than behind her desk. My cheeks flushed again.
My young pussy began to twitch under my white g-string. She moved closer to me.
With her hand on my thigh, she leaned into me. “Well, I think I have some extra credit work, maybe?” she said, her whispery voice turned up in question. Nodding, I looked into her green eyes with my hazel ones, and asked, “What can I do?”
I let her hand slide further up my thigh and I started shaking underneath her touch; I still wasn’t sure what was happening or why I was doing this. As my legs parted for her soft hands, I decided to let go entirely. “Good girl,” she breathed into my ear, “you know exactly what to do.” Her hand was up my skirt now, her fingers grazing the wet spot on panties. Shuddering, I spread my legs wider. I felt her other hand begin to grope my breasts and tease my nipple as she pushed her face into my neck.
“Please…” I whimpered, letting this seductive lesbian push her fingers deep into my tight little cunt.
It was slick between my legs and her tongue began exploring my ear. I felt her bring my hands to her breasts, and my fingers began searching for her nipples through her white blouse. Hunger overwhelmed me as she moaned into my ear. My legs started shaking, my pussy pulsing, as I started cumming in her hand and I held tight to her. Her fingers pushed deep and hard into my mouth, I sucked them clean.
“Your turn…” She cooed to me.
Again, I nodded and slid from the chair to my knees. But before I could truly think, my face was already between her legs, staring up at her with my deep hazel eyes. As she began sliding her skirt up, I stared into her perfect cunt, completely bald except for just at the top where a tuft of deep red hair. I salivated at the sight of her swollen clit. I could see her pussy lips glistening and I spread her legs wide. She smelled sweet and like something earthy, as my head swam in her scent I pressed my lips to her round button of a clit and began to suck and flick.
The scent of her was exhilirating.
She was closing her legs against my head, and I held her thighs firmly. I was darting my tongue in and out of her beautiful hole, back up to her clit. Grinding her cunt against my face, I moved to slide a finger deep inside of her. Tasting her as she fucked my hand, I slid my tongue round and round her clit until I felt her shake. I pushed another finger and motioned them around her g-spot, finger-fucking her deep. Her juices smeared across my face, filling my mouth, as she bucked her hips from orgasm. I could hear her cry out and whimper as she pushed me away. Legs splayed, the TA looked down at me and laughed, pulling her skirt down. I just realized she hadn’t worn any panties, just thigh high stockings and a skirt.
