The professor

The summer was just starting and at the graduation ceremony, a few professors had approached Dana’s parents, telling them that their daughter had a real vivid fantasy and her writing skills were really good.

Sadly there were no summer writing courses and in a few months, she would have started the college, course of ‘Language and literature’.

After a few weeks at the beach in the province at her auntie’s house, where she didn’t miss a single day without writing her novels, Dana came back home and showed her mom and dad her writings.

Of course not all she wrote back there. Her mother and father, had the privilege to read a fantasy love story she wrote, to proof them she was worthy a shot for some summer private lessons to improve her writing’s skills.

Aside the fantasy love stories, Dana liked to write erotic stories. Obviously based on her young age and on her knowledges improved watching x-rated videos on the internet.

Without her parents knowing about it, she used to have a Facebook profile and, right while the holidays, she had start to follow a group where other people were publishing erotic stories and novels online.

One day, with her big surprise, she had receive a very nice comment from an Italian writer which was based right in her same city.

He told her she was good. Basically she had talent in writing and she probably would have blossomed into a very good writer, due to her fervid imagination and her good writing skills.

She almost couldn’t believe her ears hearing a professional saying that to her.

Italian writers were worldwide famous and one of them just complimented her about a story she wrote in just one night, about a very hot casual meeting between a young girl and a homeless.

While at the beach house, she started after dinner, to close herself in the bedroom and chat with this guy, asking him tips and suggestions about how to write better.

Francesco, this was the name of the writer, for his part, said to Dana that when she would have been back in the city, he should have given her private lesson on the so called ‘creative writing’, to improve her skills.

He gave her his contacts, so she could have been given to her parents and try to convince them to follow some summer lessons with him.

Her mother, after finishing read her novel, said to her husband that Dana was really talented. She couldn’t stop reading till the last word of the story.

“We should really find someone to help her improve her writing” told to her husband.

Dana’s eyes were like shining for happiness hearing those words, and the happiness became bigger when she heard the father agree about it.

They should have started looking for someone the day after.

Was right after they all finished lunch, when Dana told them about Francesco.

“Mom, dad, listen” she started “Jessica, my ex schoolmate, gave me the name and contacts of a writer here in the city. She went to him for some Italian lessons before, and she can recommend me to him” continued giving them the small piece of paper with written over a cellphone number and an e-mail address.

Her little trick worked. She would have started taking private lesson the next week, and she was really excited about it.

Francesco, was an over 50yo writer from Italy. In his career, had written several books and got a few writing awards. He was living abroad because a few years back he met a woman and they got married, but his career and her being a gold digger didn’t bring anything good, so they splitted.

He just stayed to live in the city, because he liked the vivacity of it.

Dana seeing his pictures on the social media, found him very attractive.

Yes, he was her dad’s same age, but way more athletic and those hair ‘salt n’ pepper’ were making him one of those ‘hot men’ she and her classmates were used to comment in the movies and on the magazines.

When the door opened, Francesco was wearing gray trousers and a blue polo. His chest muscles were easy to notice thru the skin tight polo.

Dana’s mom, stammering said “Good afternoon, I’m Marie, Dana’s mom” putting her hand on Dana’s shoulder.

His apartment was small but nicely furnished. A living room area with a small kitchen side right close to the entrance and a part of the studio type room furnished as bedroom, with a king side bed looking towards the big window open to the city. The view from the 49th floor was stunning.

He offered them a pineapple juice to Dana and a real Italian coffee to Marie, talking and explaining how his lessons would have been organized.

Chatting pleasantly, a couple of hours passed by.

Dana was hanging from his lips like hypnotized, while he was talking with her mother, which also was being kinda firty with Francesco.

“Such a kind and polite man he is” Marie said to her husband.

“His lessons aren’t even that expensive, if you think about all the awards he won in the past” continued.

Dana’s father nodded back without paying much attention, while he was reading safranbolu escort some files sit on his desk in the bedroom.

His work had always been a priority for him. Career and money were his targets and Marie and Dana couldn’t complain that much about it.

They both had a good life because of him. Marie always attended Spa sessions for massages, shopped in the best boutiques wearing the best and most fashionable news of the big brands and Dana attended always the best schools in the city, aside of being also his spoiled brat.

The summer heat was striking the city and Marie didn’t like Dana to use public transportation to go to her lessons.

Also, was nice to bring personally Dana to the lessons. Was making her feel a good mother, aside of being able to see Francesco, that definitely had stayed in her mind since the last meeting.

So, 3 times a week, she was riding her car with Dana and bringing her to his house, to then go to the near Spa and have her massage or her body scrub.

Marie was looking like 30, despite her documents were saying 46.

Francesco’s outlook was always so professional and elegant and also he was always kind and paternal with Dana. Her, instead, was an inhibited teenager with cheeky thoughts. Acting innocent till the mother was on her side, when the door was closing behind her and the lesson was starting, she was always teasing Francesco. The first few lessons she didn’t dare to ask him about erotic stories, but with time and after being able to step over his reluctance, she convinced him to teach him how to put on written words her naughty teenager’s thoughts.

It was a Friday afternoon. Opening the door of his apartment, Francesco started to apologize for his clothes. “I’m very sorry you have to see me like this. My air conditioning just stopped working and the technician won’t arrive before tomorrow” he said.

He was wearing a pair of sweat pants and a dry fit t-shirt, like he should have been going to workout.

His abs and his pectorals were highlighted under that second skin shirt and the sweat pants weren’t hiding enough his bulge.

Marie, for a moment, felt like a shiver thru her backbones while shaking hands with him and didn’t stop thinking about it while the Brazilian wax depilation at the Spa, to the point that her friend beautician said “who are you thinking about today to be so wet?”

Meanwhile, Dana and Francesco where revising the last assignments he gave her the previous lesson.

“Rebecca, widening her pussy welcomed his big black dick deep inside of her” was reading Dana when her eyes noticed that her professor bulge was getting swollen and stopped reading.

“Why did you stop reading?” asked Francesco.

“Ehm..” said Dana with a nod of her head and pointing her finger to his dick.

“What? Ehm… You’re pretty good and your composition it affects me” was saying Francesco, when Dana poked his hard dick.

“Please Dana” exclaimed him.

“What? Why? Don’t tell me you don’t like it” answered her back.

“Looks like is getting bigger” continued Dana.

It was true. His dick, already hard for the story she was reading, and for the way she was reading it, making voices, miming the scenes and moaning the sounds of the story, was getting harder while she was poking it with her finger and her red painted nails.

“Hey wow… is getting bigger” exclaimed Dana, and the hand which the finger was poking it before, grabbed that hard piece of meat thru the sweat pants starting moving on it left and right.

“Dana please… please…” he was trying to resist her, but his body reactions were far away from wanting her to stop.

A wet spot of precum on the sweatpants, made Dana go down and smell it first and lick it then.

Francesco right hand started to caress her head and hair, right while she was taking off his gym trousers.

Her lips were sucking his dick head, her tongue sliding up and down his hard cock and time to time she sucked inside her mouth his balls.

She was really good in doing that. Definitely not like an almost 19 years old should have been.

Her blowjob’s skills were better than her writing skills and it didn’t take long for Francesco to say “I’m coming… I’m coming…”

Dana started stroking his cock faster, pointing it straight to her mouth.

His dick squirted out cum as a fountain and it sprayed over her tongue and lips, while she was looking him straight in his eyes.

She licked clean her lips with her tongue and stood up to fix her notebook and pencils, leaving him breathless on the desk’s chair.

“See you on Monday professor” she greeted as she left the apartment.

Marie sitting in the car, was already waiting for her in front of the building’s entrance.

“Why 10 minutes late?” asked suspiciously the mother to Dana.

“We just had to finish reviewing the homeworks” she answered.

The following Monday, as usual, Marie accompanied Dana at her lesson.

The air conditioning in Francesco’s sakarya escort apartment was fixed and when he opened the door, his attire was impeccable as usual.

Trousers, shirt and tie.

During the weekend, Dana had done her homeworks, but never stopped thinking about Francesco’s big dick.

She wrote another short part of her novel, adding what happened last Friday between them, to try to tease him some more and maybe finally get laid by a real man.

Also, between her teenager weekend’s duties, she waxed her pussy leaving just a small stripe of hair. It was something she never did before. Her schoolmates didn’t really care about it. What basically they wanted was just fuck, leaving her most of the time unsatisfied and forced to touch herself to reach the orgasm.

Closing the door behind him, Francesco tried to not even mention what happened the last time.

Professionally speaking, he asked her about the weekend’s assignments and made her sit at the desk as they were used to do.

Dana, took her notebooks and pencil outside the bag and started reading what she just wrote on Sunday’s night. “Rebecca, noticing his bulge, moved down his trousers and wielded his big tool with her hand for a while, just to start licking the red swollen head…”

“You’re good putting into words what’s in your mind” said Francesco looking at her.

“And I’m sure you’re better putting inside me what’s in my mind” replied back Dana in an insolent tone.

“Dana…” started saying Francesco.

“Shush..” replied her pushing back her chair and standing up.

He was looking at her, without understanding what should have been in her mind.

She was walking to the big window right in front of his bed, and once she got there, she pulled up her skirt and started taking off her panties, showing him her well rounded butt.

He was the viewer of her private show for him.

In her mind, Dana had repeat that scene the whole weekend, hoping that he would have lost his inhibition and fucked her wildly against the window.

Her panties were on the floor already.

Dana was standing there, just looking outside.

“What are you waiting for professor?” she exclaimed after a few moments, seeing that he wasn’t moving from his chair.

“Dana, you know this isn’t right” he said. “Your mother pays me to teach you creative writing” continued.

“Don’t worry professor. I won’t tell mom” she said letting her skirt fall on the floor and turning to him to show her newly waxed pussy.

Reluctant, Francesco didn’t move from the chair.

Seeing he didn’t make a move, she unbuttoned her shirt revealing her perfect teenagers breasts. She got on all fours and started moving towards him sinuous like a pussycat in heat.

Once reached him, she started climbing his legs sticking her nails in his flesh. Up in his thighs, then his chest to reach his tie and pull him to her.

She sat on his lap, wetting a little his trousers and started licking his lips.

Sliding up his legs, she reached his bulge with her pussy and started stroking it slowly, mimicking penetration.

She could feel Francesco’s cock pulsating under her. Their tongues were spinning while they were kissing torridly.

With her arms around his neck, he stood up to bring her to the bed.

Dana was just a 90 pounds girl, 4″9 tall. Compared to him, just a tiny fuck doll.

Once thrown her on the bed, he widened Dana’s legs taking her by the ankles.

A very tiny but very wet rosebud, opened to his eyes.

The juice dripping from her pussy was so sweet. Francesco was skillfully licking her tiny hole and her skin was so wet and soft under his tongue.

Her breath and her moaning started to increase after each flick of his tongue, to the point that she started arch her back and came moaning loudly.

Francesco, at that point, was really horny and hard.

She held his tie in her hand and pulled him up to her.

“Professor, let me taste how good is my pussy” said Dana starting kissing him deeply and, rolling over him, started to remove his tie, unbutton his shirt and unzip his pants.

Her hand reached his dick. Was hard like that day she sucked it. She could feel he wanted her and that’s what she really wanted.

Feel him hard inside her.

Sliding his briefs on the side, she freed his hard cock and started rubbing it on her wet pussy. Teasing it and making it wet while passing over her clit, her lips and driving it to enter deep inside her.

What she felt was something never felt before.

That big piece of Italian meat inside her was making her feel really filled up to the bowels.

Riding it and moaning, she was sticking her nails in his chest leaving red marks on the skin.

She was moving sinuously over him and his groaning was making her excited more and more.

Time to time they were changing position rolling on the king size bed.

“You wanted fuck at the window right” asked her Francesco while penetrating her from serdivan escort behind.

She nodded moaning.

Without letting his dick get out, he pulled her up and went straight to the window.

With the city extending before them from the window, Francesco was shagging Dana from behind and exposing them to anyone could have seen.

He took out his dick right before cum, but Dana clutching her thighs, started rubbing her pussy on it to come again with him.

Groaning together, she came dripping on his dick, while he squirted his sperm against the window’s glass.

“Oh, look professor. We messed up your window” said Dana looking at him.

She knelt down and started licking the glass, not leaving a single drop of his sperm.

The intercom started ringing. Once again they were 10 minutes too late and Marie was down waiting, as the guardian said to Francesco.

As fast as she could, Dana ran down.

Her hair were tousled and she was looking a little bit too tired just for a ‘creative writing’ lesson, but Marie didn’t say anything.

It was the 31 of the month and Marie was in the area. A little bit suspicious from the last time she picked up Dana, she decided to pass by Francesco’s flat with the excuse of paying his lessons.

Reached his door she rang the bell. From the inside, she heard the water stop flowing and the professor yelling “wait, I’m coming”.

They both got really surprised once the door opened.

He didn’t expect to be Marie outside the door, and she didn’t expect to see Francesco opening the door wearing just towel tied at the waist.

“I’m sorry I didn’t expect was you” said him.

“Oh, no no. I’m sorry if it’s not a good moment I’ll come back” answered back Marie.

She was beautiful and really elegant.

Looking like a more mature version of Dana, with a 36C breast wrapped in a red lycra shirt, her sensuality was spreading around the whole room.

A black leather skirt and 5″ heels, were completing her outfit.

Taking out from her purse a white envelope with 200$ inside, Marie asked “Professor, how’s my daughter?”.

Francesco, at first, found himself displaced. The situation itself was strange. He was standing, with just a towel around his waist, in front of the mother of his pupil, which somehow had become his lover.

Stammering, started telling Marie that Dana was making progress with her skills. She had talent and wouldn’t have been taking long before she probably could have written a novel all by herself.

Marie was listening him talk without much interest. Her mind started floating between this very handsome men wearing just a towel and her contemporary husband that wasn’t having sex with her since months.

His lips was moving, but she couldn’t hear a thing. She was like hypnotized and it didn’t took long for her to shut him up sealing her lips on his.

Francesco didn’t resist her. In a snap of the fingers he found himself laying on the bed with a pair of red painted lips wrapping his hard cock.

Dana was good, but Marie was superb. Her experience was making her win the challenge with her daughter. Just she didn’t know.

Sliding slowly over him, she removed her shirt revealing her perfect breasts.

Marie took Francesco’s hands and pushed against it asking him to squeeze ’em and play her nipples.

Moving up her leather skirt and just putting aside her g-string, she grabbed his hard dick and sat over it moaning for the pleasure.

Her expertise was making her pussy squeeze the dick and Francesco groaned each time she was playing her trick on him.

The Kegel exercises she learned at the Sensual Yoga class, were really effective on him. It didn’t take long for him to cum and Marie kept on riding roughly and wildly his cock till she reached the orgasm too.

Laying on the bed beside Francesco, with her skirt up to the waist she lighted up two cigarette and passed one to the professor, which was ecstatically looking at her body.

Their breaths were still deep. She blew out the smoke from her red lips and asked “did you fuck my daughter?”

The silence in the room became awkward. He didn’t know what to say. His feeling was that, the question wouldn’t need an answer. He knew she knew.

In his mind that was more a statement than a question.

“You know, your daughter is really cheeky” stammered Francesco.

Continuing talking, he wasn’t saying anything new to Marie. She knew well what a sort of little slut was Dana. Rumors were running around the school’s hallways, and her daughter was a sort of a “training ship” at school, as some guys were calling her.

Her “whore career” at school, started back when she was 15. She had been found in the broom’s closet with a school attendant, half naked and having sex. The school director, back then, had called her to talk about the situation and to suggest to keep a low profile about what happened for Dana and the school’s honor.

Without any support from her husband, Marie handled the situation bringing Dana to a psychologist, who told her that the daughter was looking in the men she used to meet, the patriarchal figure she never had.

Her and the husband had a long time period of discussions and fights, which didn’t bring to anything good. Simply Dana’s father was too busy with his business and his career.