Adult Bookstore Attorney Ch. 04

My eyes squeezed tightly shut as fireworks detonated in my brain. I jammed three fingers into my sopping pussy as I continued to frig my clit like a madwoman possessed. My body shook in my chair and my legs fell from the desk. My tits were jiggling and for a few moments, my lust was satisfied. I'm surprised I didn't fall off the chair.

When I came to my senses she was gone, but there was another email from her waiting for me. She must have typed it before we started our chat. I guess when it comes to my submission I have become predictable. The email detailed not only how I was to dress and what position I was to convince my new partner to fuck me (that wouldn't be hard) but also when to Skype her and how to hold the camera. I was still worried about that, but Mistress said not to connect until after he was already inside of me and that no guy would pull out over being filmed. She also had a lengthy paragraph detailing her joy at my accepting my place at her feet. She spoke of how she looked forward to my training and how she could help me with my ethics problems at the office. In my post orgasmic glow I felt safe that she could really solve my problems. I stayed in the chair looking at her webcam showing her empty chair for a few more minutes as my heartbeat returned to normal. Then I reread what I was to wear and finally pealed myself off the chair. I would have liked to take another shower. But that was expressly forbidden. She wanted me smelling of sex even before I found my nerd. I was also forbidden to wear underwear. There was a method to her madness. My pussy, although temporarily sated, was still soaked and I doubted it would be much drier until after I completed her task. Similarly no matter what blouse I chose (instructions were to choose a white silk top) my nipples were going to be on permanent display. A short black skirt no more than two inches below the garter belt snap holding up black stockings and my requisite four inch heels completed my outfit.

Mistress called this elegant slut. From a distance I would look professional, but up close my nipples and arousal scent would give me away. And of course I couldn't bend over much and would have to be careful when sitting not to show my garters or wet beaver. Cecilia certainly can be cruel, but I loved it. Now I just had to figure out where to find a nerd. I also had to figure out how to seduce one. Well, maybe that part would not be so hard.

I am a fan of The Big Bang Theory so my first thought was to find a comic book store. Of course if I walked in dress as I was I'd probably scare them off, lol. I did actually do a Google search for comic book stores in my area, but the only one closed early on Sunday. Then it hit me. There was a university a couple towns away. That would be a good place to find my nerd cock and it was far enough away that I would be accidentally recognized.

I had to drive to campus with my skirt up and my ass on my leather seats to prevent my skirt from getting a wet spot. Needless to say the closer I got to campus the more aroused I became and the wetter my pussy turn out to be in anticipation. At first I thought about going to the library. Where better to find a nerd. But just like the comic book store, the library closed early on Sunday. I thought about going to the field house as certainly it would be open, but then again I'd only find jocks there and Mistress would be sure to notice when I called her. Finally I decided on the student union. Granted, on Sunday night the pickings would probably be slim, but I figured it would be my best bet.

There were not too many students milling around that night. There were a few in the rec center, but they all looked decidedly unnerdlike. There were a couple guys I saw that might pass the test on a cell phone Skype session, but it was questionable whether they qualified and I really didn't want to risk failing Mistress' instructions. At least not yet. If I got desperate one of them would have to do. I definitely felt out of place because of my age and the way I was dressed. None of the young women were dressed as formally as I was and I'm sure none of their pussies were leaking either. I also didn't see anybody with their nipples threatening to pop through their blouse. But I digress.

I was starting to think I'd have to find another place to find my mark. Maybe a Starbucks, although I couldn't remember ever seeing any guys like I was seeking hanging out there. I was getting frustrated, bother literally and figuratively, when I finally saw him. He was perfect and he was alone. Sitting off to the side on a bench, he was reading a thick textbook. I didn't even care what subject he was studying. He was going to have to do. Fortunately, except for the thick glasses, be wasn't bad looking. He wasn't my type, but at that moment it didn't matter.

I walked up to him and he looked up at me. I imagine he thought I was a professor, although I'm sure even a professor would not be dressed so formally. I wasn't sure what to say so I stayed silent. So did he. I could tell he was nervous. He looked down unable to look me in the eyes. I took a deep breath. It was now or never. I held out my hand.

"Hi, I'm Susan," I told him. He didn't react immediately, but soon raised his hand and shook mine. "Billy," he said.

I almost asked him if I could sit down, but I figured it would just freak him out more so I just did it. Now his eyes were focused on my stocking covered legs. I didn't bother pulling down my skirt allowing him to see a couple extra inches of thigh as I crossed my legs. My mind was racing as I tried to figure out what to say. Maybe I should have tried some suave seduction technique, but I couldn't figure one out so I just told him the truth.

"Billy," I began. "My mistress has ordered me to fuck a college student." OK, I lied a little bit but I didn't want him getting mad that I called him a nerd. "Will you help me?"

The look on his face was precious. I suppose guys on the football and basketball teams have women throwing themselves at them all the time, but I'm sure I was a first for this kid. He was no dummy though. He asked if this was a trick. "Did Sean put you up to this?" he asked me. "I don't know Sean," I replied. He thought for a few moments.

"Beautiful women don't just offer themselves to me. What's the catch?" he asked. Before I could answer he added, "Are you a hooker?"

That took me by surprise and now it was my turn to stammer a bit. "Are you a cop?" he questioned me further. "Because if you are and you lie about it any evidence you get is inadmissible."

I gave the kid credit. He wasn't stupid. "No I am not a hooker and I am not a cop," I told him. "Seriously, I just need to fuck someone and you were in the right place at the right time."

"Your Mistress told you to do this?" he asked.

"Yes, Mistress Cecilia," I replied. "And she wants to watch on Skype."

I probably should not have told him that because it might have scared him off, but I figured I had already told him about Cecilia so I should tell him the rest.

"I don't believe you. This is a scam," he said.

"I'm not a scam," I told him. "I just want you to fuck me."

"What about sucking my dick?" he asked.

"Sure," I responded. "I'll suck your cock and get you nice and hard. Then you can fuck me and you can shoot your load on my face, my breasts or down my throat."

That made him smile. I think he was starting to believe me.

"Show me your tits," he said emphatically.

I guess he was testing me because if I was playing a trick on him I probably wouldn't flash him. But I was desperate for him to believe me. I didn't want to start looking for someone else. I looked around to see if there was anybody else who could see us. Fortunately his study corner was fairly isolated, so I pulled my blouse up out of the top of my skirt. Then I looked around again. Satisfied I wouldn't get busted, I lifted my shirt. I'm pretty sure he expected me to be wearing a bra, but there my girls were in all their glory exposed to his gaze. He was speechless. I let him get a good look for about 5 seconds and then dropped my blouse.

"Stop drooling, Billy. They're real and I'm real. I'm horny and I need your cock. Can we go somewhere more private?"

I could tell he was still in shock having just been flashed. He may have never seen boobs in the flesh before for all I knew. I decided to move in for the kill. I took his hand in mine and slid it under my skirt. I used his hand to stroke my labia and let him feel my wetness. I let go of his hand, but I didn't make him remove it. I would have been happy if he had the nerve to finger fuck me, but he just moved his now wet digits up and down slowly.

"You can tell I'm not lying. I really want to fuck you," I told him. Then I reached for his crotch where is hardening cock was straining against his jeans. "And I can tell you want to fuck me. Don't you want to slide this nice hard cock into my hot wet pussy?"

I could tell I was making the kid super nervous. "Come on," I said. "I'll give you a story to tell your friends. Is there anywhere around here we can be in private?"

I wasn't expecting him to tell me that we could go to his dorm room. I was thinking more of some kind of utility closet or something, but I found the idea of going back to his place exciting. I did ask about his roommate but he told me that his roommate, Sean, was over at his girlfriend's room studying. Being the naughty girl I had become I briefly was disappointed that Sean wouldn't be there, but banging roommates wasn't Mistress' task so I pulled Billy's hand out from under my skirt and said "let's go."

We ended up walking back to the dorm because it was close. I felt like his older sister getting a tour of the campus as we walked back to his large apartment building looking dorm. There were a number of students, both male and female, milling about in the lobby. Billy explained it was a co-ed dorm separated by floor. Odd numbers were for guys and even numbers for girls. His room was on the 5th floor. I could feel the eyes of the other guys on his floor looking at me as we passed them in the hallway. I'm sure they were all wondering who I was and why I was holding Billy's hand. My clearly visible nipples may have had something to do with it as well.

Once inside his room Billy once again asked if this was some kind of setup. I tried to reassure him that it wasn't and asked him to sit down on his bed. I then quickly stripped and carefully laid my blouse and skirt on his desk. I stood before him just wearing my stockings and heels. Then I moved over to him and straddled him. I could feel his hard cock through his jeans, although now that I was sitting on him he could not release it. I pulled his head against my breasts smothering him for a few seconds.

"As you can see, I have no secret microphone or camera. I do have my phone and I will need to call my Mistress before I cum. You are going to help me cum aren't you Billy?" I pulled his head back a bit so he could respond, but instead he just took my right nipple in his mouth and started sucking. I think he understood his role.

I let him worship my nipples for a few minutes. I could feel his cock twitching in his pants. I was concerned he was going to blow his load in his underwear. When I asked him about that possibility he just groaned.

"I really need to let my Mistress see you fuck me," I told him. "If you cum in your pants how long will it be until you can get hard again?"

Fortunately he said, "not long." One thing I remembered about being in college was the boys might cum too quickly, but they were always ready for another round. I stood up and then dropped to my knees in front of him. As I reached for his belt and then unzipped his jeans, I told him, "as long as you can get hard again, I'm not going to waste your cum in your pants."

His cock popped free from his with little effort. The head of his cock was already swollen and angry looking. I knew I was just in time as I speedily took him in my mouth. Again he moaned and within 30 seconds I was gulping down a nice large salty mouthful of college boy goo. He was grinning like an idiot. He never confessed to being a virgin, but I bet that was the first blowjob he ever got, even if it didn't last very long. I grabbed his hand and helped him stand. I then went to my purse and grabbed my phone. I knelt back down in front of him and took a selfie with my mouth open next to his deflated cock. Evidence complete, I wasn't going to give him long to recover.

"When you get hard again you can fuck me," I told him. "Until then you can lick my pussy. If you want girls to suck your cock you need to learn to return the favor." I then sat down on his bed and spread my legs. I give Billy credit. He didn't hesitate or have to be told twice. He simply dropped to his knees and dove between my legs.

I knew mine was the first pussy he had tasted because he clearly did not know what he was doing. But I didn't mind. His job was to get me near peak so when he did get hard again, he would feel the pleasure of having me cum on his cock. I did my best to cheer him on figuring a little verbal encouragement would get him hard quicker. He licked my pussy for about ten minutes before his cock started to stir again. When I noticed, I told him to stop eating me and to let me feast on his cock again. I wanted him to know the pleasure of a proper suck job and not just what it felt like to blow is load in my mouth. Needless to say, he appreciated my effort and within a few minutes was hard enough to give me what I really wanted.

He popped out of my mouth and was ready to take aim at my pussy when I told him to slow down for a moment. The look on his face was priceless. I think he thought the big trick was about to come down on him. Instead I grabbed his cock with my right hand and started stroking. With my left hand I fired up Skype on my phone and hit the speed connection for my Mistress. Part of me was surprised when she picked up. But I think she was more surprised that I had gone out and picked up a guy. When I turned the phone to show Billy to her (and a shot of me stroking his cock) I think she was pleased that my choice really fit her task. She didn't speak to me though. She spoke to Billy.

"Are you ready to fuck my slut?" she asked him.

"If she'll let go of my dick," he replied.

"Bend her over your desk and have fun," my Mistress told him. "Susan, hold your phone in front of you so I can watch your face."

Billy pulled me up this time and quickly positioned me as Mistress had suggested. I think he didn't waste time in case something went wrong. He fumbled a bit positioning his cock, but when he got the tip inside of me, I thrust back helping him bury his tool in my dripping box. We both moaned in unison.

"You lean forward and hold still," Mistress commanded me. "Just let him fuck you."

Billy had to move forward a bit to keep from falling out, but he soon built up a good pace giving me nice deep strokes. Mistress enjoyed seeing the pleasure on my face as Billy took his enjoyment from me. I only hoped he would last long enough to make me cum. Normally I would have reached between my legs to finger my clit, but Mistress did not give me that option. I was getting a little stimulation from the edge of the desk. If Billy lasted long enough that would be enough to get me home. Mistress was encouraging him to fuck me harder. While I appreciated that, I was worried that would make him cum to quickly. I began to hump the edge of the desk. I hoped Mistress would not notice the camera shaking too much.

I was getting close, but Billy was closer. I give him credit. He had enough control to announce he was going to cum and not just do it. Mistress yelled for him to pull out and cum on my face. I had just begun to get lost in my pre-orgasmic haze as he spun me round and pushed on my shoulders. Of course I didn't resist. I reached for his cock to jack him off, but he was already doing that at a furious pace. I realized my hand would just block his ejaculate so I dropped it just in time to miss load number two flying at me. It was a smaller load than the one he dumped down my throat, but it was hot and sticky all the same. I began rubbing my clit in earnest hoping to cum for her. I'm not sure Mistress saw a live feed of him spraying me, but I quickly showed her the results. She was pleased. Billy's roommate was confused. We both turned to look at the door when we heard Sean exclaim, "What the fuck?"

I expected Billy to fall into his shy pattern he had exhibited before, but maybe now that he had used me he was past that. "Hi Sean," he said as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. "Meet Susan and on her phone, her Mistress." Sean repeated his question. Mistress said, "I'll leave you to sort this out Susan. I have a friend I need to get back to in the playroom."

"I'm close Mistress," I cried out. "Can I cum?"

A deviant smile appeared on her face. "Do you like playing with yourself in front of these two boys?" she asked rhetorically.

I was short of breath when I relied, "Yes, Mistress. You know I do."

"Then show them what a slut you are," she told me. "You look nasty covered in his cum."

My fingers were flying over my clit as I tried to hold the phone steady. "Yes, Mistress, I am your slut," I called out. "Thank you for ordering me to pick up a young guy." I didn't say nerd on purpose. I hope she understood why or missed the phrase completely. "Please Mistress," I begged. "I need to cum so badly. I love you Mistress. Please let me cum."

"You may cum now, pet," she told me. And cum I did. In front of the audience of three, although two were definitely more appreciative, I came hard. The boys were cheering. Mistress was just luxuriating in her control over me. Shockwaves were still coursing through me when I saw her click off from Skype leaving me alone with two horny boys. I needed to take control of this situation, but I couldn't stop rubbing myself just yet. I wanted to milk that orgasm as long as I could.

"Why are you back so early," Billy asked his roommate.

"I was expecting to get something like this, but Emily shot me down again."

"What do you mean?" I asked as I wiped Billy's cum from my face.

"We've been dating for four weeks, but she won't go all the way. She'll squeeze my cock through my pants and let me touch her boobs through her shirt, but that's it. She just likes to tease me."

"Is she a virgin?" I asked him.

"No, she said she lost that in high school," he told me.

The wheels were turning in my head. Even though I had fulfilled Mistress' task, my first orgasm always makes me super horny for another. I could have just offered myself to Sean. I'm sure he was ready after his girlfriend teased him. I was pretty sure that would get Billy hard again. That would be a bonus. But my devious mind was working overtime and I wondered what kind of girl Emily was that she would squeeze this kid's dick, but then leave him hanging. I would have understood if she was a virgin and was just scared. But obviously there was something Sean wasn't giving her that made her resist. I wanted to find out what that was. Plus Sean seemed like a nice enough boy. Why shouldn't he be getting some from his girlfriend? Maybe I could make her jealous of me and that would benefit him.

"Would you like me to try and help?" I asked Sean. He looked confused. "Call her on the phone," I told him. He whipped out his cell phone and dialed her up.

"What are you doing?" Billy asked me.

"You've met her I assume," I responded to him. "Is she hot?"

"She's cute," he told me. He probably didn't want to compare her to the woman he just fucked. But I didn't really care about that. I heard Sean and Emily start talking.

"Yeah, I can't believe it. Billy had a woman here when I got home," he told her after some preliminary small talk. I could tell Emily wasn't believing it. I waved for him to hand me the phone.