Author: Lance DeLonge
Title: Laura
Summary: a classmate tries some domination and BDSM
Keywords: MF bdsm
 
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erotica.  Note: this story takes place in a fantasy world where vaccines
against AIDS and pregnancy are safe and common, and casual sex with
strangers is not suicidally stupid.  The real world, sadly, is not like
this: so don't try this at home, kids.

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   Laura 5/2/97



   As the crinkled old science teacher passed out our project assignments,
I was at least relieved to see that my partner was a sensuous red head who
I had been lusting over all semester.  Laura was not someone you could call
beautiful.  She was actually what most students called a "freak," but I
could not explain my immense attraction to her.  Many times I would stare
at her lean, sparse frame, fantasizing about what it would be like to her
right then and there.  She always seemed to wear extremely baggy jeans
which sagged in the back when she sat down, revealing her pastel colored
panties, which only served to make me hotter.  On the rare days she would
wear her baggy over-all's, the side buttons would almost always reveal a
nice piece of her wonderfully white thighs.  She had what looked like short
light brown hair dyed red simply brushed back behind her ears, and always
wore tight, short shirts with her over sized pants, accentuating her
sizable breasts, and revealing her thin, toned belly.  Many days I would
get so bothered just by staring at her through the hour that I would rush
home to relieve myself.  Now the teacher was going to trust me to get some
work done with her, I sure wouldn't.

   "Hey," she said almost whisperly, " you want to get together this
weekend and get some research done?"

   "Sure," I said simply, tongue tied.

   "What are you doing Saturday?"

   "Nothing," I replied, " you want to get together then?"

   "I won't have a car that day," she said on second thought.

   " I can pick you up, where do you live?" I offered, anxious to see where
this exquisite creature lived.  She quickly gave me directions to her
house, and we made a study date.

   I took the rest of the week to calm myself down in preparation for being
alone with her.  What I felt for her was pure animal magnetism, not brought
on by her gorgeous features, which were actually plain.  Her eyes were a
dark green, not a brilliant green or blue, and her nose was actually too
big for her thin face.  Her face was covered with freckles, which I always
did find alluring, but that was it.  Her body, what could be seen of it
under her huge clothes was thin and lean, not the perfectly rounded, modest
look most guys prefer.  But her personality seemed sweet, and her whole
being was like a magnet that made me ache for her.  But I was finally able
to suppress my lust enough that I felt comfortable enough to be around her,
kind of.

   I arrived at her apartment a little early, and took a little time to
make sure I looked presentable.  I knocked on the door, and waited for an
answer.  It wasn't more than a minuet and Laura answered graciously.

   "Hey," she greeted, " I found some stuff for our project in a couple of
books my room mate had.  Why don't you come on in and take a look."

   I accepted, following her through the open door and into her apartment.

   "Pardon the mess," Laura apologized, "my room mate's is out of town for
a few days, and I am defiantly not the neatest person in the world."

   The mess wasn't all that bad, only a few dishes back by the kitchen
area, and a pizza box on the coffee table.  Her apartment was small, two
bedrooms, a living rooms, and an adjoining kitchen.  It was mostly
decorated with alternative music posters, the scent from past incense could
be smelt in the air, along with the slight tang of pot.  Laura and her
roommate enjoyed a relaxed life style, perhaps slightly illegal.  But that
was all right.

   "Wait here and I'll go back to my room and get the stuff," she insisted,
motioning to a rather used looking arm chair, it's back toward the hallway
her room was down.

   Laura disappeared behind me, and I glanced around at the unfamiliar
surroundings, trying not to look to uncomfortable.  I didn't Laura come up
behind me, and I jumped when she wrapped the silk blind fold around my
head, instantly blinding me.  She breathed her warm soothing breath on my
neck, calming me down, and making me realize what was going on.

   "Cole," she moaned quietly, " have you ever been dominated?"

   "No," was my only reply.

   "Do you want to?" she asked, still using a husky, lust filled voice.

   "Yes."

   "Good," she said, kissing me on the cheek, " I have wanted you from the
first moment I saw you.  I wanted to control you, to break you, and I will.
I know you've felt it too, an illogical, uncontrollable attraction to me.
You want me, don't you?"

   "Yes."

   She stood me up, tying my hands together with a similar silk band, and
led me down the hall toward her room.

   The dark world she had me wrapped in was arousing, and every sense
seemed to be heightened.  Every time she touched me, it was like her skin
set mine on fire.  She led me into what I guessed was her room, closing the
door behind her.  My excitement was rising, and I could feel the passion
already rising in my pants.  Laura wrapped her arms around my neck,
embracing me hard and hot, her tongue thrusting inside my mouth, exploring
out of pure desperation.

   She broke away slowly, and I could feel her thin body pressed tightly
against mine.  I could feel every movement as Laura unbuttoned my jeans and
slid them down my legs, my underwear following shortly after.  The pleasure
of her skin touching my abdomen was pure heaven, and I couldn't help but
gasp.

   "On your knees," she commanded suddenly.  I was startled at first, and
continued to stand.  That action was met with a stinging crack of a cat
against the back of my legs, " On your knees."

   I willingly obeyed, the my heart still in overdrive from Laura's
stinging punishment.  "Now you will call me mistress," she said calmly, the
voice of seduction no longer in her voice.  "Is that clear?" she asked, her
lithe fingers stroking my cheek gently.

   "Yes," I managed, not knowing what else to say.

   Laura gave me another whack with her cat, this time on the arm, and a
little harder.  "Yes what?"

   "Yes, mistress," I whimpered, the stinging in my arm still lingering. 
Despite the pain I could feel my rock hard prick, and I longed to see
Laura's naked body.  I don't know what it was about the woman being in
control, but I wanted Laura more than anything at that moment, and I would
have willingly died to just be in her for a second.

   Laura brushed her bristly pubic hairs against my lips, and my tongue
instantly reached out for it, only catching a brief taste.  But that taste
was heaven, and I longed to dive into her deep pool of womanhood, and
please my new mistress more than anything.  She had obviously undressed
before coming out to get me.  But at the moment, I wasn't really thinking
about when she stripped, only that she was naked, and I wanted to see my
mistress in the nude.

   Laura kissed me again, her tongue going crazy as she teased me with her
stiff nipples, rubbing them lightly against my chest and lips.  I wanted to
taste them, to indulge in their honey-sweet flavor and smooth, hard
texture. Her hand suddenly grabbed my extended dick, her cool hand burning
my heated skin, and causing me to moan.

   "Yes, mistress," I gasp, finally being allowed to take one of Laura's
pert nipples into my mouth, her surprisingly large tit rubbing against my
skin as she ran her hand across the length of my cock.  I could hear her
breathing deepen as she indulged in my feel, and her hand squeezed my prick
harder with each stroke.  The feel was of pure ecstasy, and I longed for
her to mount me.  Slowly she pulled her ample breast from my mouth, and
pushed me back on my back.  I could feel her fiery tongue lick the inside
of my thighs, moving slowly up to the apex of my crotch.  I was quickly
losing my mind, and I could feel myself straining to lower my dick, anxious
for her to suck it's yearning length.

   "Now, now, Cole," Laura scolded, "are you trying to get me to suck you
so soon?"

   I couldn't answer strait, my desperation reaching it's peak so soon
after starting, "No, mistress," I muttered.

   "Good," she answered, " because I couldn't do that- yet."

   Laura's tongue touched my loose nuts, and I moaned her name as she
slowly took one and then the other into her mouth, sucking them gently, and
making me moan even louder.  Her tongue then move slowly down to my ass,
licking the hole heavily before slipping her tongue in it, tasting my ass,
and letting me know she liked it through little moans of pleasure.  She
slowly withdrew her tongue, letting me linger in pleasure as she rolled me
over on my belly and propped me up on my knees.  In a few moments, I felt
the round, hard tip of a dick push through my hole, surprising me with it's
length and size.  I moaned as it sank deeper in ass, and I gasp desperately
for air as it began fucking me.

   "Do you like that?" Laura's voice asked from behind me, her cool, small
feminine hands rubbing my butt as she fucked me doggy style.

   "Oh, mistress, yes," I groaned, mesmerized as she gyrated in and out of
me, the cold metal buckles of the harness pressing against my protruding
ass every time she entered me.  Laura continued to fuck me for a few more
minutes with her strap-on, riding my ass like a oil pump before
withdrawing, and rolling me back over.

   "Now you will see the rewards for obedience," she said, and I could
sense her movement as she unsnapped the dildo, and put it away.  I
desperately managed to wiggle the blind fold up just enough to peek out,
looking quickly at my surroundings.  Laura's room was decorated in dark,
dismal colors, with a a long leather whip hanging predominately over the
double bed next to me.  I lay in the corner nearest to the door, and could
survey the room fully from my position.  The only light in the room came
from the cracks in the closed blinds and a small black light in the
opposite corner.  I searched desperately for Laura, wanting desperately to
see her bare form.  I found her only a few feet away, slipping out of the
strap-on.  her form was far more sensuous than I had imagined.  Her legs
were long and lean, flawlessly smooth and shaven, curving perfectly up to
her apex, which was completely filled with light brown hair.  Her ass was
small and tight, but perfectly curved, hinting at the vast treasures
beneath it, and her back was as feminine as her front.  Her waist was
narrow, and curved up to her full bosom like an hour glass, it's seductive
form making me instantly weak in the knees.  Her breasts were average size,
but full and perky, their nipples sticking out, begging to be caressed. 
Every part of her body matched, and she was like a goddess, powerful yet
passionate, and exquisitely in control.  God, I wanted her, I wanted her
now.  But she wouldn't have that, not until she had driven me effectively
out of my mind.

   I was very close just looking at her.

   Laura walked back to me, and I quickly looked away, trying not to let
her know I could see.  She knelt down next to me, and undid the blind fold,
smiling wickedly as I blinked away the darkness.  I looked into her
stunning blue eyes, our lips touching, sealing our souls in with a kiss.  I
wanted to reach out and hold her to me, but my hands were still tied behind
me, and the more I struggled with the silk strip, the tighter it got.  As
her tongue explored my mouth, her hands caressed my neck and chest, turning
me on to the point of explosion, and she seemed to be enjoying every second
of it.  She broke away after a couple of minutes, and pushed be down,
mounting my face backwards.  My tongue slid though her hair like a serpent
through grass, and found the opening to her juicy gash.  Laura was already
soaked, and she groaned aloud as my tongue explored her watery cunt.  It
wasn't long before I found her small nub of a clit, and sucked it gently
into my mouth, first flicking my tongue quickly across it's slick surface,
then slowly rubbing it.  Laura was going crazy on top of me, grinding her
hips into my face as I assaulted her feminine hole, whimpering, and
gripping my protruding cock.  in one swift move, Laura devoured my swollen
purple head, completing our sixty-nine, and sucking on it desperately
before regaining control of herself.  She firmly gripped the base of it
with one hand, curling her thin womanly fingers around it while the other
hand tickled my nuts, carefully stroking each round storage tank as her
mouth worked diligently to drain their contents.  Her mouth felt like a
sauna, her steamy hot saliva covering every inch of my cock as she slipped
the long hard pole in and out of her mouth, licking the entire length like
a sucker.

   Her hips continued to ride my face as I indulged in the sweet juices of
my mistress, anxious to give her her first orgasm of the day.  I
concentrated on her round clit, sucking it and licking it until I felt
Laura's pussy tighten, her mouth sucking harder as she moaned, her climax
now imminent.  I could feel my orgasm start as my knees began tingle, and I
knew I didn't have long to tease on out of her.

   I continued to work her slit, and just as I felt the spasms of my
climax, her flood gates bust open and Laura cried out in ecstasy as my cum
exploded into her open mouth, quenching her thirst as her orgasm quenched
mine.

   Laura quickly was back on my cock, sucking it erect as I watched her
deep mouth massage my prick back to life in a Coleer of seconds.  She was
insatiable, and I yearned to be in control.  I tried again at my
restraints, this time managing to loosen the knot enough to slip my hands
free and grip her white, bare ass, letting her know I was free.  I slid out
from under her, letting her remain on her hands and knees, and positioned
myself behind her.  I sank two of my fingers into her deep snatch,
stimulating it to relubrucate.  Laura whimpered slightly, then remembered
she was supposed to be in control.  Her hand reached for mine, trying to
stop what she knew was inevitable.  I grabbed her hand softly, and placed
it back on the floor in front of her.  Then I dipped my cock into her slick
snizz, gasping at the painful pleasure our joining produced.  She was
tight, and I couldn't wait to ride her, but that would have to wait. 
Withdrawing, I lubed up my finger and spread the slick juice on her
asshole, preparing it for penetration.  Laura knew what was next, and brace
for it.  I was going to repay her for her fetish fuck on my ass.  Slowly
and carefully I eased the tip of my dick into her ass, and moaned as her
tight hole opened for my cock, tightening as I submerged myself farther and
farther in her.  Once I was all the way in, I began my slow gyrations in
and out of her delicate ass, engulfed in the pure rapture of pleasure that
our joining produced.  It wasn't long before Laura sung out with bliss, her
whole body quivering as I rammed my thick love sausage up her rear hole,
groaning her name, and closing quickly on my orgasm.  She sighed as she
felt me shoot my load deep within her, bucking powerfully behind her, and
whimpering as the force of the climax seared my body.

   I withdrew my still erect penis, still amazingly hungry for
satisfaction, and knowing that Laura planned on giving it to me, but in her
own way.

   "Now it's my turn," she seemed to growl as she got up on her knees and
gently pushed me down.  She was hungry, and her hunger burned in her eyes.
She straddled my chest, pinning my arms to the ground.  I could have easily
overpowered her, but I didn't want to.  Laura was my mistress, and she
ruled me.  She offered her pointy breast to my mouth, and I gladly
accepted, sucking her pert pink tip, alternating between flicking it's top
with my tongue and sucking its extending form.  Laura moaned slightly as
she massaged her dripping mound, drops of her hot slippery lubricant
landing on my belly.  She was going to tease me, and when she finally began
to lower herself on to my awaiting rod, she did it very slowly, taking her
time and driving me mad at the same time.  She had her legs wrapped around
my waist, and when I finally hit bottom, we were facing each other, her
weight resting fully on my lap, and her eyes staring deeply into mine, a
wicked smile spread cross her lips as she began to gradually rise and fall,
her tight cunt milking my cock like a dairy machine.  Her pussy felt so
good as it rose and fell deliberately, quickly driving away my self control
and replacing it with unadulterated lust, lust that could only be satisfied
one way.  Successively Laura began to quicken her pace, and after about ten
minutes she seemed to lose control of herself.  she bucked wildly atop me,
fueling her own orgasm while at the same time preparing me for eruption. 
Her lips locked onto mine, her tongue caressing my face and neck feverishly
as I felt her snatch contract, adding to our friction, and urging me to
come with her.

   Laura cried out into my chest as her orgasm surged throughout her body,
incinerating her nerves and fueled by her uncontrollable lust, her climax
seared her soul and left her screaming out in total rapture, her essence
finally satisfied and her body completely exhausted.

   I came only moments after Laura started her intense orgasm, my soaked
cock spasming as rocket after rocket of jizzum shot into Laura's jammed
cooze.  My mind felt as if it would melt from the intense feelings of
gratification that coursed through my body like lightning, igniting my
passion and burning down my resistance to the pleasure of shooting into
Laura's cunt.

   I lay exhausted beneath Laura's satiatiated form, unable to move a
muscle.  I held Laura's body to me, our lips touching in small, satisfied
kisses, and my hands gently rubbed her back.  We both knew that this was
going to be our only time together, it's what the experiment called for,
yet neither of us figured it would be so successful.  It didn't Coleer what
the project was on, or if we even passed.  In my opinions, we got an 'A' on
the thing that really Coleered most.