Seducing Amy

Very quickly I started to feel an orgasm building inside me. I focused on the image of her desperate, horny, tear-streaked face, with her bedraggled blonde hair framing her features. I knew it was going to send me over the edge. And I wailed as I started to cum all over her face. As the waves of orgasm hit me I gripped her head tightly with my thigh muscles and just rode it until I had milked every last drop of my climax out of me. It felt so bad, but so good!

When I finally released her, she looked up at me and her face was glistening with my juices. It was such a beautiful sight.

She crawled up the bed and I gave her a big thank you kiss. I stroked her body as I basked in a wonderful post orgasmic glow. I had such a smile over my face.

I remember taking the time to drink her in with every sense. The cute, wide-eyed look on her face. The feel of the delicious, firm mounds of her ass; the curve of her waist to her hip; and her juicy tits. The taste of her skin. The sound of her little yelps and gasps as I touch her. And her smell! Fuck, yes, her smell! I don't think it was perfume, it was just her natural scent. It seemed like it was coming from her neck and her shoulders. Light, sweet, musky and girly.

I started running my nose along that whole area, taking deep heady breaths. The smelling really seemed to have an effect on her. And I couldn't help myself. Every time I ran my nose tickled over the tendons where her neck met her shoulder she jumped and mewled. And as I went on, the mewling got louder. I could feel by the way that she was tightly rubbing her thighs together that she was getting very horny.

I ran my hand down on to her thigh, just short of her crotch. I could feel the heat coming off her and I knew she'd be wet... but I wasn't going to venture closer. I wanted to keep my hand right there... right NEXT to where she wanted it, teasing her with what she wasn't getting. As I kept on smelling her, I could feel her legs shifting, trying to get me to move my hand to her pussy.

I could feel the tension rising in her body. It was exquisite! She started rubbing her own thighs and rolling back and forth. Then she tried to grab my hand and push it towards her wet little cunt.

"Nah-ah!" I goaded.

"Katie...!" She squealed.

"I invited you up here for a tease!" I replied, "it's only polite that I deliver!"

"KATIE..!"

It was too much fun feeling her squirmy little body for me to stop!

I actually started to feel her wetness again on my hand. Her thighs were getting slick with her juices. Wow this girl produced a lot of liquid! I don't know whether this is what she was always like, or whether it was just what I was doing to her, but it was a hell of a lot of fun. Oh the possibilities for humiliation if I ever had her in tight jeans in public!

She started whimpering and pleading. Poor girl.

At one point she said something like, "finger me, lick me! Just fucking do SOMETHING!"

She looked like she was going to cry. I thought I'd give her one little mindfuck before letting up, "I'm too tired" I said.

Her mouth dropped. Now she really looked like she was going to cry! Oh dear... maybe I'd pushed things a little bit too far.

"But..." I added, "I'd love to see you play with yourself."

"What?!"

"Play with yourself for me!"

Her face went crimson. I for a second I felt a pang of guilt. I wondered whether this was an embarrassment too far for her. But I hoped her horniness and desire for dominance would win out... and it did. With radiation burning from her cheeks, she slipped her hand between her legs and started to swirl her fingers around her clit in frenzied little circles. I got up on my knees and watched her as she greedily fingered and gasped. Her thigh muscles tensed and un-tensed and her feet twisted inwards then outwards, all the time with her toes curled.

Her eyes were closed, but I told her to open them and look at me. I gave her my most teasing, most evil expression. She groaned.

"Mmmmmmm naughty girl!" I moaned and started stroking my own body as sexily as I could. I wanted to give her an image she'd remember, "hand between your legs... masturbating in another girl's bed... what... a little... slut"

"Katie!" she whimpered.

"What are you thinking about?" I said.

She was silent for a second, but I wasn't going to let her get away with disobeying orders.

I shifted down to her ear and whispered, "You've got to tell me little slave girl... or I'm just going to tie your hands up so you can't touch yourself..."

I guess that made her crack.

"Everything!" she blurted, "you... here... now... dominating me... you're driving me crazy... oh God..." she opened her mouth, and inhaled deeply as if she was on the verge of cumming.

"Slow down," I said.

She moaned. Her fingers slowed, but her hips started bucking up and down. Poor girl. She closed her eyes.

"And what are you thinking about now?" I leaned closer.

The redness had slightly faded from her cheeks, but now it came back with full force.

"When you..." she started, then it faded out.

"Tell me," I said, and kissed her cheek, "good things happen when you tell me stuff!"

What she said surprised me a bit.

"Ok... when... you... told me the other day... that I'd look good in a spreader bar... then you winked... and walked off... and... you just left me... and you didn't look round... and you looked so nice... well...umm ... you always look nice.... but that made me..." her voice trailed off.

"Masturbate?" I giggled.

She didn't answer, but if it was possible for her to go redder, she managed it. I swear she could have powered a small star.

"Here... let me take over," I said, and crawled next to her, kissed her, and slipped on hand down between her lips. She was as soaked as ever and her slick pussy felt wonderful beneath my fingers.

I began to swirl my fingers, approximating her own movements as best I could... little quick circles. And she groaned.

I pulled back, supporting myself with my free arm and looked down at her. I realised the advantage that fingering has... you can dirty talk at the same time. I love dirty talk. I absolutely love it. It always gets me off. It's so hot.

"Open your eyes again," I said.

She complied. I smiled and looked straight down at her.

"Do you like submitting to me?" I said.

"ugh" she nodded.

"Do you like being my little slut?"

"ugh" she nodded again.

"Do you like getting spanked and teased?"

"UGH!" she nodded more fiercely.

"Do you like me putting you in a spreader bar and swatting your helpless little ass?"

"UGH!"

Her hips were thrusting up to meet my hand now. All the time our eyes were completely locked.

"Do you like yelping and moaning as I punish you for being a filthy little slave girl?"

"UGH... UGH... UGH..."

Her hips bucked up hard off the bed. Her spine arched. Her mouth opened wide. Her neck pulled backwards, but her eyes stayed fixed on mine.

Then her hips slumped back down in a thud and violent tremors pummelled through her little body. There was a rush of wetness over my fingers. "Cum for me!" I said, as the ecstasy ravaged through her from head to toe. I looked closely to see whether her clit was getting too sensitive, but she was still lost in the throes of orgasm... so I kept on swirling my fingers and extracting more convulsions and spasms from her.

Then I pressed my finger on the hood of her clit (I do this to myself after it gets too sensitive to finger it, but where you know you aren't done!), held it for a while, lifted it up and pressed down again. This forced little jolting aftershocks through her (just like it does with me!)

Finally, I took her in my arms and just held her. She gripped me back.

"You don't know what you're doing to me!" she sighed as her sweaty little body quivered against mine. I could see little tears form in the corner of her eyes again.

I kissed her cheek.

"I like making you feel good!" I said.

She giggled and sniffled, "You've succeeded!" and wiped her eyes.

We hugged tightly. For a long time. I don't know exactly how long... because we fell asleep in each other's arms.

Sometime later, I woke up. I noticed I was still wearing my boots and skirt! I carefully untangled myself from her and took them both off. There was a slight chill in the air but I was too tired to put anything else on.

I gently woke Amy up, "Hey," I whispered, "let's get under the covers."

She half woke, "Heyyyyyy," she murmured.

I made her shift to the top of the bed for a second, then opened up the covers. She crawled down inside and I did too. She cuddled me... and we fell asleep together again.

In the morning I woke at about 8:30am. She was still asleep. I gently extracted myself from her arms and slipped out of the bed. I was thirsty, so ran myself a glass of water from my sink and another for her.

I think the noise woke her up. She shifted under the sheets and cutely rubbed her eyes.

"Morning lovely," I said, handing her the glass.

"Morning," she said happily, "ah... thanks... you're so sweet!"

As we sipped we began to discuss the night before. I can't remember anything like the whole transcript, but here's the critical bit.

"So... do you want to do this again?" she asked, with a hint of expectancy in her voice. She looked at me shyly, waiting for my response.

I paused for a while thinking about what to say. I wanted to choose my words very, very carefully. I don't think I managed it properly and ended up sounding a bit silly.

"Yes..." I smiled, "I loved it! But just so you know... I'm really not looking for anything serious. I love being your friend... but it would be great if we could play from time to time."

She nodded. I really didn't know how to read her expression. Maybe I'd said something stupid, maybe I hadn't.

"Ok... that's fine... I think." she said, "Does that mean we can see other people... or..."

"Yep," I said, "you can do what you like, so long as you stay safe."

"Ok," she said. Again, I couldn't read whether she was disappointed, or relieved, or just accepting.

"Are we going to tell anyone?" she asked.

"Hmmm... let's not tell anyone in college," I said, "if you want to tell your best friend back home or something I don't mind... but let's not get the gossip machine going here".

"Ok," she said.

"What if people see me leaving your room?"

"Just say we spent all night talking then we were so tired we fell asleep."

"Yeah!" she said.

We got dressed. Then I led her towards door. Before I opened it up, we leaned in and kissed. Her lips felt so lovely, and her little sighs of delight brought out the animal in me. I couldn't resist pushing her up against the wall. She inhaled sharply. Then I raised my thigh up between her legs, all the way to her crotch, forcing a little pant from her lips. I could feel the heat and dampness of her panties.

Instantly, she started grabbing her dress and pulling it up her waist and over her shoulders. She seemed like she wanted to start playing all over again.

"No!" I said, "I've got lectures to go to!" It was a slight embellishment, my lectures weren't for hours, but I felt like this was the right time to end things.

"Urrrggghh!" she moaned, "Ok... God... I'm not going to get any work done today!"

I dragged my nose along her shoulder, breathing in her scent, then nibbled the sweet spot on her neck. Her knees buckled.

"KATIE!" she gasped, "Oh God... you... just... said..."

"I know!" I said, then kissed her gently on the cheek, "I'm just finding it hard to resist."

"I know what you mean," Amy replied, breathlessly.

I held her around her little waist and we shared another lingering kiss. As our lips continued to brush and caress against each other, I could feel her body start to quiver. She strained in to kiss me harder.

I pulled my lips away. "I've really got to ready," I said.

She panted in disappointment. Her cheeks were lightly flushed pink and her eyes were wide. I looked her up and down with an evil grin on my face. She swallowed, then started to fan her face with one of her hands.

"Oh Katie... if only you knew what you are doing to me!" she said.

I opened the door and stood back.

"Ok," she sighed, "I guess I'll have to go."

"Bye gorgeous," I said.

"Bye mistress... thank you," she said, looking up and down the corridor, before giving me a final sneaky little kiss on my lips, then another one.

We grinned at each other, then she awkwardly headed away down the corridor.