Windows [Part 3 of 3]

Beth crossed the street, and entered the door that led up the flight of stairs. As she climbed, she filmed herself with her iphone, unfastening the buttons of her jacket. On the screen, razr242/Jessup was no longer lying on his bed, but sitting straight up at the edge of it. By the time she reached the top, her coat was hanging fully open. ‘Let’s see him ignore me now,’ she thought to herself as she knocked loudly on door B. She saw him in the window of her phone stand and scurry out of the frame, his erection wagging comically back and forth. She didn’t know what he was doing in there as she waited for what seemed like the longest two minutes of her life. She almost thought he’d simply refuse to answer, and pretend like he wasn’t home. She was just about to knock again, when she heard the tumbling of locks. The door flew open, and Jessup was standing there in his glasses, an old faded black T-shirt and a pair of pajama bottoms. She noticed they did little to hide the outline of his still semi-hard cock. “Beth?” Jessup asked. “Are you going to let me in, or do I have to take this off here?” Beth shook her shoulders a bit, making her breasts bounce and sending the open coat sliding down her arms. “Or maybe you want the show right here? Is that it?” She slid one hand down her chest and stomach, then let her fingers disappear between her legs. By now, the coat hung uselessly on her lower arms, doing nothing but showcasing her nudity. She let it drop to the floor. Her fingertips grazed her clit through her own wetness. Beth threw back her head and moaned loudly. “Jesus Christ, Beth!” Jessup whispered angrily. “The fucking neighbours!” He grabbed her arm and pulled her forcefully into his apartment. She stumbled backwards and fell onto his sofa. Jessup picked up her jacket from the floor of the hallway, threw it inside, and then slammed the door shut behind him. As he turned towards her, she laughed at him. “What the hell is this?” Jessup demanded. She’d never seen him so mad. Despite this, she also noticed that he was no longer just semi-hard; his cock was now straining against the thin material of his pajama pants. The outline of the head was clearly visible through the fabric. She wanted to drop to her knees right then and there, and taste him. But she refused to let him get off that easily. No, he was going to suffer before she let him have that pleasure. “I think someone mentioned tongue fucking this,” Beth whispered as she spread her legs apart showing him her glistening pussy lips. “You? You’re Emma?” Jessup asked incredulously. He tumbled the deadbolt on the door to his apartment, and crossed the living room. “In the flesh,” Beth answered, slightly giggling at her own pun. She let her finger glide across the slippery length of her slit. Jessup fell onto the couch next to her. His left hand moved up her throat to her chin, pushing her head back. She could feel its firmness, and for an instant Beth wondered if he was going to choke her. Instead, Jessup kissed her neck, sending a little shock through her body. He started to kiss slowly across her shoulders. She allowed herself to briefly enjoy the sensation of his touch for the first time, before pushing him back. He looked at her with confusion as she stood, and leaned over him. She planted a hand flat on his chest. Jessup opened his mouth to protest, but Beth put her kolej escort fingers over his lips. “No. You owe me an apology for ignoring me earlier.” “But, how- I didn’t know-” “Shh… ” she quieted him. Jessup attempted to stand, but she pushed him back into the couch. Finally, he relaxed. “Good,” she continued after he’d settled. “Now, there’s something I’ve been dying to see in person for over a month. Show it to me.” Hesitantly, Jessup slid his pajama bottoms down from his hips. His erection caught on the elastic waistband, and then catapulted upward, slapping against his lower abdomen. It looked even more amazing in real life than it did on the screen. Beth lowered herself to her knees between Jessup’s legs to get a closer look. Her face was only an inch away from it, her warm breath flowing across the swollen head. Jessup leaned forward, and grabbed a handful of her right breast, squeezing it firmly. As much as she loved the feeling of being touched by him, Beth pulled back and swatted his hand. “Ah ah ah!” she scolded him. “You don’t get to touch until I’ve decided to accept your apology.” “But-” Jessup whined, making another feeble attempt for her chest. “No!” Beth reprimanded him. She slapped his hand away, and then pushed him hard back into the couch. “And no touching yourself either. Let’s see how you like it when you don’t get enough attention.” Jessup helplessly settled once more. His T-shirt hung down to the base of his cock. His pajama bottoms were around his knees, and his cock pointed skyward like an antenna picking up signals from the air. Beth, climbed onto the couch, and stood over the professor. Her hairless pussy was inches from his face now. She saw his hands lift slightly from the couch again, but this time they simply fell back again. Good. “Do you see what you’ve done to me?” she asked. Beth spread her pussy lips apart with her fingers so Jessup could observe how wet she was. She allowed her middle finger to dip inside herself. When it came out again it was coated in her juices. “Tell me again how much you wanted to taste my pussy?” “More than anything,” Jessup answered as if he were in a trance. “Really? Well, okay, here’s just a little taste.” Beth bent forward, and touched her wet finger to Jessup’s upper lip just below his nostrils. Jessup tilted his head slightly. Beth allowed her finger to enter his mouth. He gently sucked her juices from it, letting his tongue flick over the tip, and slide across its length. Beth thought about how that tongue would feel on her clit, and a fresh wave of arousal washed over her. But she wasn’t about to give in yet. Instead, she turned and bent over so her ass was in his face. Her hands were on his chest, and her hair brushed against his navel. Slowly she slid down his body until her lips hovered over his cock. It was as hard as she’d ever seen it. She opened her mouth, letting it descend on the thick head, as she exhaled deeply on it. She took in just the tip, no more. Her lips closed around it. Her tongue brushed against the hole at the top. Almost instinctively, Jessup attempted to thrust himself further into her mouth. Beth pulled away, and swatted his cock. “Not yet!” she admonished him. “Please,” Jessup begged, looking miserable. “No,” Beth said firmly. In truth, she didn’t know if she could resist him much longer. sihhiye escort bayan She slid further down Jessup’s body, until her swollen clit encountered the base of his swollen cock. She began to grind against it. Jessup groaned at the sensation of her hot wet pussy on his rigid erection. He shifted his hips, attempting to press the tip past her opening. It took an amazing force of will not to take him deep inside of herself. “Fuck,” Jessup swore, as Beth maneuvered herself off him, and collapsed on the couch. He rolled over, facing her. His cock, wet with her arousal, brushed against her thigh. “Please, this is killing me. I need to be inside you, right now.” “I haven’t forgiven you just yet,” Beth said. She put her hands on his shoulders, and pushed him down to his knees. For once, he did what she wanted without resistance. His hands skimmed down her sides before resting on her hips. Beth grasped his wrists, but made no strong objection. Encouraged, he began to kiss along the line of her hip bones, descending towards her navel. As he nibbled a little at her over-sensitive skin, the last of her restraint melted away. Beth slipped her fingers through Jessup’s curly hair, grasping it in both fists. Gently, but firmly she pushed his head down a few inches. He laughed, knowing he’d been victorious, and had broken her will in the end. Her anger started to rise again, but then his tongue flicked out over her wet, swollen clit, causing an electric thrill that made her legs weak, and all other thoughts faded away. Jessup caught her hips, pulling her further into him as his mouth went to work. He didn’t play around or tease her as she’d done to him. Instead, he concentrated his attention exactly where she needed it. Her body tensed. Little moans escaped her throat as his tongue skillfully darted around her clit. In what seemed like no time, Beth could feel herself approaching the edge of her control. She tightened her hands in his hair, trying to pull him away. Jessup’s dark eyes looked through his glasses up into her face. He simply shook his head, and dug his hands into her hips, holding her even more securely against his face. He continued to lick, suck, and lightly graze her with his teeth. His breath came hard and warm from his nostrils against the smooth skin above her pussy, and then cool as he deeply inhaled her hot humid scent. It was the teeth that drove her past the point of no return. A fine trembling started in her core muscles, and radiated throughout her body as the orgasm hit full force. She cried out loudly, as the sensation consumed her. Jessup licked slower now, just enough to keep her coming, over and over again. Finally, too sensitive to take any more, she pushed his head away from her. Jessup slowly kissed his way up her stomach, chest, and throat before kissing her full on the mouth. She kissed him back languidly, savouring the taste of herself on his tongue, and basking in the after-glow of the orgasm that had shattered her. After a short time, he pulled back, and looked deep into her eyes. Smiling, Beth breathed, “Okay, apology accepted.” Jessup stood and smiled down at her sardonically. “Good,” he said. “I’ve played along with your little game, now you’re going to play mine.” “And what game is that, Dr. Jessup?” Beth asked, noticing that all the usual fumbling Escort sincan and hesitation had disappeared from his voice. “Call me razr,” Jessup instructed. “You’ve been a bad student. Very bad. You’ve spied on me, interrupted me, bothered me at home, stalked me, and attempted to seduce me. Entirely inappropriate behaviour for a little college student towards her teacher. And I think it’s high time you get what’s coming to you.” Jessup crossed the room to his desk, opened a drawer, and pulled out a pair of scissors. Beth watched as he placed them on top of the desk, and pulled his t-shirt over his head, fully revealing the body that had become such a familiar sight online. Jessup used the scissors to cut a long, wide strip from the bottom of the T-shirt. “Put this on,” Jessup commanded. “But… what are you going to do?” Beth asked feeling the first tingling of anxiety. It had been different when she was in control, but now in front of this new Jessup, she felt just like a vulnerable little girl. It was like Dr. Dr. Jeckyl and Mr. Hyde, or Dr. Jessup and Mr. razr. “Put it on, or this is over.” Beth considered the ultimatum, feeling a little fearful, but she couldn’t leave without feeling that cock inside her. She’d cum so often fantasizing about it, she knew the curiosity would eat her alive. The world went dark as she tied the strip of fabric across her eyes. Soon after, she felt his hands, at the back of her head. A quick hard tug pulled the blindfold tight across the bridge of her nose. His hands moved to the front of her face, arranging the fabric so he was certain she couldn’t see. She could feel his breath against her cheeks. “How’s that?” he asked. “Tight,” Beth answered timidly. “Good.” His hand caressed her cheek, and slipped under her chin, gently tilting her head upward. Then his lips were at hers. He kissed her deeply. Beth had to admit that not being able to see him was a turn-on. Her other senses were heightened. And at the same time she felt like she was at his mercy. He could do whatever he wanted to her. “Stand,” Jessup ordered. Beth stood. She reached out for him, hoping to find that amazing cock. Instead Jessup clutched her wrist. He pulled her slowly, but not too gently, guiding her around the furniture of his living room. She silently followed him. They went straight for several paces, then made a right turn. Finally, they came to a stop as her leg struck something soft. ‘Bed!’ her mind filled in the blank. Suddenly, in her imagination she could see the room with the green paint, the blue bed sheets, and the Hopper painting. She felt Jessup’s grip on her wrist loosen. She turned, with her arms stretched out to feel for him. Eventually she found his face, at about waist level, which moved beneath her touch. She felt his cheek, then his lips, then the sensation was warm and moist. Jessup sucked each of her fingers in turn, ending and lingering on her thumb. His hand appeared at the small of her back, while the other pressed against her lower abdomen. “Bend over,” Jessup commanded. Tentatively, Beth bent. Jessup guided her to lean further forward. Beth was scared she’d lose her balance, but his surprisingly strong hands supported her. Finally, Beth was lying on her stomach across Jessup’s thighs, her breasts hanging on one side of him, while her bare ass was in the air on the other side. She wasn’t sure what would come next, but the feeling of his hot erection, pushing eagerly against the bottom of her rib cage excited her. Jessup’s hand gently caressed and cupped her left buttock. Then her right. He squeezed them. His fingers teasingly dipped into the sopping wet place between her thighs.