Student, Dedicated Pt. 01

The campus was awash with excitement as Amy Johnson entered her freshman college years. With long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, she stood tall amongst other newcomers, eager to learn and explore. Her curiosity led her towards the subject of Literature - an area she hoped would broaden her horizons beyond high school texts.

Inside the packed auditorium, amid the buzz of discussions and whispers, Amy first laid eyes on Mr. Thompson.

His magnetic presence commanded attention, even over the chatter filling the room. As he lectured on various literary works, something stirred inside Amy, a mixture of admiration and desire. The idea of uncovering the mystery behind those emerald eyes consumed her thoughts night and day.

Amy soon found herself gravitating toward her professor whenever possible. Whenever he held office hours, she made sure to be present.

Slowly, Amy heard whispers regarding Mr. Thompson's tutor sessions. Curiosity gnawed at Amy until she mustered enough courage to approach him.

"Mr. Thompson," she said softly, "I know you offer private lessons.

I wanted to ask if...if you could help me better understand some aspects of literature." "Of course, Miss Johnson. We can arrange a time suitable for both of us." This response ignited a fire within Amy's core, and her heart raced faster than ever before.

"How about tonight?" she ventured, biting her lip nervously.

"That should work fine," Mr. Thompson agreed, his tone casual yet laced with subtle promise. "Please meet me here later, and we can proceed to my office."

Later arriving at his office, stepping into the dimly lit space, she couldn't help feeling slightly suppressed by its quite atmosphere.

They sat opposite each other across a small wooden table. "So, Miss Johnson... What specific areas do you wish to delve deeper into?"

"I find myself drawn to the ideas of love, passion, and self-expression." Their conversation continued effortlessly, transitioning seamlessly from literature to philosophy. Soon, the sun dipped below the horizon. Mr. Thompson offered to escort her back to her dormitory. Amy agreed, gleefully.

As they strolled, Amy couldn't deny the thrill coursing through her veins. Mr. Thompson's presence cast a spell over her.

When they reached Amy's dormitory door, Mr. Thompson paused, seemingly lost in thought.

Unable to resist the temptation, Amy threw caution to the wind and kissed Mr. Thompson fervently upon arrival.

His touch sent shockwaves of pleasure rippling through her body, causing goosebumps to form along her skin. Gently pulling her close,

Do you want to come my room Mr. Thompson?

As they entered the room, the heavy scent of incense filled the air, creating an ambiance ripe for intimacy.

Mr. Tompson starts to remove Amy's outfit.

She watches his skilled hands unbutton her blouse and slide it off her shoulders, leaving her breasts e. The cool air hits her sensitive nipples, making them pucker even more. With every layer shed, Amy becomes increasingly turned on, unable to believe how far things have gone.

Feeling brave, Amy begins undressing him too.

Getting it all off she stayed on her knees just gazing in awe of his hard cock.

He was already fully erect and throbbing. She could see his glans peeking above the tip of his shaft. Her fingers ached to wrap themselves around it, but instead, she remained still, waiting for permission. Feeling a surge of power, Mr. Thompson offered her guidance: "What should you learn first", he said confidently,

"I want to put your cock in my mouth", she said with zeal.

They climbed onto the bed, Amy positioning herself so that she could reach his cock easily. Lowering her head, she began to explore his masculinity with her tongue, circling the base and tracing patterns around the shaft. Every twitch and moan from Mr. Thompson fed her confidence, assuaging any lingering doubts or fears she may have held.

Mr. Thompson encouraged her progress, urging her to taste every inch of his cock.

He watched her intently, Amy's tongue danced around the tip of his erection, eliciting small gasps from Mr. Thompson.

Look into my eyes as you please me," Mr. Thompson demanded huskily, watching her attentively. Her wide eyes met his, mirroring the raw hunger burning brightly behind them. Her soft pink lips tightening possessively around his length, she began to draw her mouth up and down his rigid flesh.

"Come up here Amy", Mr. Thompson purred. Graciously, she complied, straddling his lap with poise. Grasping her hips, he directed her closer to his rock-hard frame.

He guided her upwards until she straddled him. Closing his hands over her hips, he drew her closer to his rock-hard frame. Desire etched across her features, Amy parted her lips, allowing his eager cock entry. Slipping smoothly within her welcoming walls, he paused momentarily, letting her get used to the thickness of his manhood.

"Move your hips slow at first till you get comfortable." said Mr. Thompson with a slight grin.

Amy obliged without hesitation, grinding her hips against his shaft in a hypnotic rhythm.

Mr. Thompson closed his eyes, savoring the exhilarating sensations cascading through his body.

"Mr. Thompson, I am about to cum all over your cock." She whispered hoarsely, arching her back in anticipation.

With a sharp cry, Amy felt the wave of ecstasy crash over her like a tidal wave. The intense pleasure engulfed her entirely, sending tremors through her limbs and filling her ears with the sound of her own cries.

As the waves receded, Amy collapsed onto Mr. Thompson's chest, catching her breath.

"I want to make you cum Mr. Thompson, how about I get on my back, and you show me how a man uses his cock."

Mr. Thompson grinned broadly. Positioning himself between her legs, he leaned in, entering her with his cock.

He started slowly but he quickly gained momentum, picking up the pace and force with which he moved.

Amy clutched the sheets desperately, her back arching off the mattress.

Moans escaped her lips as she matched his pace. Pleasure coursed through her entire being, and as their tempo increased.

Amy's eyes were locked with Mr. Thompson's, that sealed it for him as his powerful orgasm shook his body. Shouts mixed with groans echoed throughout the room as his cum sprayed over Amy's quivering belly. Collapsing beside her, sweat dripping from their brows, the two lay entangled together.

"That was incredible!" exclaimed Amy, astonished by the intensity of the experience.

Mr. Thompson smiled fondly at her, running his hand tenderly down her cheek. "Do you want more tutor sessions," he replied quietly.

"More than anything else," Amy responded without hesitation.