CHAPTER ONE

 

Carly opened her knees and slid forward in her seat, offering him a view of her inner thighs beneath the small desk. She was aware that he would be able to see the tight white triangle of her panties as they pulled tightly across the mound of her mons. It thrilled her to shown herself to him, the rest of the class being blissfully unaware of her secret offering. Carly smiled as she watched him, her wide moon-like eyes transmitting sexual teasing, her full red lips parted sexily as extra encouragement to him.

"Your introductory lecture today," he announced loudly from the front of the classroom as he tried desperately to avert his eyes from Carly's parted thighs, "will give all of you girls the timetable of lectures and events throughout the coming weeks."

He paused, stole several quick glances at the slender thighs of the blonde Carly and turned to face the window; his hand within his trouser pocket bunched to try to conceal his growing erection.

Carly smiled broadly at his obvious discomfort; wonderful tingling sensations filled her to tug deep in her vulva and to cause her nipples to harden. Those same pounding sexual feelings that had been coming to her more frequently and more powerfully over the last year or so. At night in bed her clitoris would stiffen within its hooded covering and ache in a throbbing need for attention. Her pussy would moisten for no apparent reason during the day and her nipples would spring to hardness to press again the inside cups of her bra. Carly had been aware that her sexual awaking was happening, her body was telling her so, quite how or when she would get to relieve the gnawing dull throb she didn't know.

With her long blond hair and bigger than normal breasts for an eighteen-year old, she felt she was attractive. Tall and slim, the boys all took great interest in her that was certain but he - Doctor Williams the lecturer before her - he was different. Older, more mature and knowing, his hungry leering gazes were confident and lewd, so different to the furtive glances the boys stole when they thought she wasn't watching. This man wanted her and wanted her to know that, she excited him, his greedy eyes savoured her young flesh at every opportunity and she was glad to assist him.

"On the campus,' he announced loudly to the class as he turned back, his eyes moving immediately up between Carly's parted thighs. His voice faltered slightly as he continued.

"Curfew is at eleven p.m. and no male visitors are allowed in the accommodation block without prior permission."

He seated himself at his desk, directly opposite Carly and continued to relate the list of rules for the first day at the college. Often his eyes would return to drop down beneath Carly's desk, his face flushed with growing excitement.

It seemed an adventure to Carly; her normal and previous life now left behind to be transported to the other end of the country and to the residential college of her choice. She felt free now, away from the constricting and stifling regime of small village life where social correctness was paramount. She had her own room on the campus, an annual grant and friends of her own age group but best of all; she was her own person at last.

Carly remained seated as the class stood noisily and the other girls filed out amidst excited chatter. Carly held his stare arrogantly as she waited for the last of the girls to leave the classroom and for the door to close.

In his late forties she guessed him to be with a thick mane of black hair speckled with greying wisps. Handsome and confident with the body of a much younger man, he looked adorable to her but beyond that, he had something about him that she found irresistible. Sexually irresistible.

He slouched back in his seat as the door closed to leave them in silence; his eyes dropped once again to her legs and he made no secret of the fact that he was looking directly up her skirt.

"Welcome," his deep velvety voice boomed out in the stillness. "You seem to be interested...in my lecture."

Carly felt a pumping surge of pure sexual excitement race through her. He was hinting strongly but covering himself at the same time, an exciting game that Carly rose to.

"You too," her excited voice quavered. "Seem interested."

His gaze was still between her open thighs; fixed and holding on her parted offering. He laughed loudly at her response to his comment and beckoned casually with his hand for her to come to the front of the class.

Carly rose to her feet, conscious of his eyes roaming her body from her legs slowly up her thighs, hips and waist to her breasts. She walked to the front, her long strides rolling her hips to accentuate her body movements for his approval, her ample breasts bouncing gently. Carly stood beside him now, close and excited as she looked down at his erection pressing hard against the inside of his trousers. She had made him hard; it pleased her and thrilled her to tease him so. The young girl bathed in his approving looks as he inspected every part of her youthful body. Slow deliberate looks of pure and unadulterated sexual longing designed to let her know she was being mentally undressed.

Carly tried to speak but no words would come, her throat felt tight and her heart beat loudly in her chest. It felt so good, so exciting and so very naughty; she was offering and he was accepting yet the game continued without words from either of them. A silent understanding between two strangers arrived at in the common cause of exciting sexual thrill.

His eyes lingered on her breasts, taking in the way the hard firm buds of her nipples were clearly visible as they pressed against the tight little jumper. The long elegant neck of soft creamy skin and those full and pouting red lips that simply invited a cock to enter between them.

Carly's voice was thick and dry, it resounded in her head as though detached and spoken by someone far off.

"I want to learn."

He smiled knowingly.

"Colleges are all about learning."

She gasped at the power of the sensations rushing through her. He was teasing her, playing with her just as she had been with him.

"Please," Carly pleaded her voice little more than a whisper. "You know what I mean, teach me - please."

"And why should I teach you in particular out of all of the other girls in the class? Most of them will, through the coming weeks, each in turn ask the same question of me."

Carly's heart sank, her bottom lip quivered, she felt foolish and humiliated. It hadn't occurred to her in her deep liking for him that other girls might feel the same way.

"Please," she repeated mournfully.

"Very well, we will see. Raise your skirt for me," he said simply and lounged back expectantly.

The rush to her brain made Carly feel light-headed, the pumping sensations tore at her insides, her spirits raised instantly. She found herself complying with his request, wanting to show her body to him and gain the agreement she sought. With trembling fingers she gripped the hem of her short skirt at the front and pulled it slowly up to her waist. The charge she felt surpassed anything she had felt to date. A thumping dull ache followed the shot of burning sensation deep in her vulva. The room began to spin, a faintness coming to her as the wonderful sensations pumped through her.

He sighed wistfully and moaned his appreciation of her youthful body and the way she was showing herself to him. His eyes roamed the tops of her slender thighs and the taught padded mound of her pussy beneath the silky white panties.

"Wonderful," he groaned and moved his hand down to grip his stiff cock through his trousers.

It was all too much for her; Carly gasped aloud as her body tensed. Her back arched and her head threw back, she cried out as the waves of warm sensation crashed over her and her body locked rigid. Then she came to orgasm where she stood.

 

***

 

Rosie settled herself on the grass in the shade of the big Elm tree in the centre of the college grounds. She unpacked her bag, bit into her ham sandwich and lounged back.

"Got designs on him then?" She asked Carly in muffled tones as she munched on the sandwich.

"Who?" Carly tried to deflect without looking up from her study book.

"Rampant Robert the stallion of the college."

Carly looked up quizzically.

"Him - Williams," Rosie clarified and glanced knowingly at her friend.

Carly flushed a little, closed her book and rested back.

"Too old for me," she said as casually as she could.

"Huh!" Rosie dismissed. "Looked to me as though you were giving him the come-on."

"Don't be ridiculous."

Rosie sat upright, circled her arms around her legs and hugged her knees to her chest.

"Had a right hard on though didn't he!"

Carly giggled, thinking back to the swell in his trousers and trying to visualize his throbbing member.

"And how!"

"So you were then - teasing him."

Carly smiled mischievously.

"Perhaps a bit."

"Knew it! Knew it!" Rosie sang teasingly.

"Fun, that's all - just to get him flustered on the first day."

Rosie didn't answer for a moment, when she did; her tone was serious and factual.

"Opening your legs for him is fun, is it?"

Carly blushed bright red; unable to conceal her embarrassment from her friend's searching eyes.

"Oh" She said quietly. "You noticed."

"He certainly did!" Rosie squealed in delight and giggled loudly.

Both girls enjoyed the joke for many minutes and it eased the embarrassment before the tone once again became more serious.

"Are you going to fuck him then?"

Carly was silent; she looked directly at her friend and held her stare.

"If I can - Yes."

Rosie again squealed her delight and rolled onto her side.

"Then save some of his dick for me."

Carly rested back and sighed heavily.

"Just a chance with him would be nice."

"Mmmm. Agreed on that score. He makes me go all - you know - I simply love men in authority."

"Me too," Carly said wistfully and closed her eyes. "Me too!"

 

***

 

The fluttering in her stomach had started the moment she had received the message for her to go to his study, now it was changing to a sexual tugging deep within her vulva. Carly stood before the wide mahogany desk in his study, her hands clasped behind her back as she waited for him. She recalled the sweet and wonderful sensations that she had received the previous day, her very first orgasm, that terrific charge and the shuddering washes of sheer pleasure made all the better because he had been watching.

The small first-floor room was warm and pleasant if a little untidy, it's window looked out over the lawns at the back of the college and to the trees beyond. Heavy oak bookcases lined the wall behind his desk; the other walls bore heavy-framed paintings, obviously imitations of famous artists. A threadbare carpet on the polished floorboards made a material island between the desk and the chair behind her, Carly couldn't sit, she was simply too excited.

She had dressed to thrill and to tease him; her tight blue blouse pulled harshly across the thrust of her breasts and was open at the neck. Her tight under-wired bra pushed her breasts up and together to create a firm swell of cleavage that was exposed by the several open buttons. Once in his room she had unbuttoned it further, down to just the join of her bra to give an unrestricted view of her firm breasts. Carly had worn her pleated grey skirt, short and neat it hung from the swell of her buttocks to emphasis their prominence and showed her slender thighs to best advantage. She felt good and attractive; her hair brushed and styled just for him, the thrilling anticipation rippled through her excitingly as she waited.

Her heart missed a beat as the door suddenly opened, he entered without acknowledging her then closed and locked the door slowly. Carly's admiring gaze followed his progress as he walked confidently behind the desk and sat down in the big leather chair.

For many moments he sat in deliberate silence watching her, his eyes roamed her whole body in a wonderfully leering and unhurried fashion. From her breasts to her face, from her hips to her waist, no part of her escaped his scrutinizing stare. His elbows came up to rest on the arms of the chair, his fingers pressed together in front of him to form a pyramid.

"I have given your request some thought," his velvety voice intoned seriously. "But am unsure as to whether you are really worthy of such instruction."

Carly stifled a gasp as the surge of sensation rushed through her. The game, he was playing it again, teasing her and playing with her. He was interested, she could sense it, but he was deliberately making her wait and it felt so wonderful.

"You like to be controlled, is that right?"

"Yes," Carly said instantly but her voice faltered and her word came out as no more than a low and stifled whisper. She swallowed hard and repeated the answer, almost shouting the word in her enthusiasm.

"Learning can be a hard process that requires much dedication, loyalty and obedience, requiring you to respond without question. Do you Carly, think that you could comply with my strict regime?"

The young girl nodded several times.

"Yes!" She stated emphatically. "Yes - yes I do."

"I punish severely even the slightest failure to please me."

"I'd accept it."

The pumping excitement that Carly felt flooding through her was so intense, her whole body felt alive with sexual pounding and need. The anticipation and longing aided by his slow and deliberate build-up and teasing was so very exciting.

"Painful and severe punishment Carly," he droned hypnotically.

"I don't care. Whatever it takes - I'll do it."

He stood, slow and deliberate movements that were intended to establish his authority over her. Williams moved around to stand beside her, he sniffed her loudly as though testing her scent for approval. Many minutes he stood there savouring her nervousness and excitement then moved away casually to sit in the chair behind her.

"Face the front!" He snapped as Carly began to turn to face him.

Silently he sat watching her back, his eyes moving up over the shapely calves and tanned thighs to the wonderful pert swell of her buttocks. The narrow hips and trim waist as it nipped in teasingly only to swell out once more at her shoulders.

"Lift the back of your skirt for me," his thick voice commanded.

Carly complied; both her hands lifted the hem of her skirt and pulled up to rest in the small of her back. The pounding thrill was teasing at her nipples in little electric spears of sweet sensation. Her clitoris was erect and aching, her pussy wet and expectant as she stood passively whilst he ogled her body. Several moments passed before he gave his next command.

"Put both hands on the desk and bend over - with your legs apart."

It was with the greatest of pleasure that Carly complied, she adopted the stance and used her left hand to ensure that the back of her skirt remained bunched up across her back.

He groaned in appreciation as he viewed the sight before him, her long parted legs that tapered down from her firm rounded buttocks. The tight white panties that pulled so harshly across the young flesh of her firm backside to hug and to pull into every crevice of her beautiful body. The crease of her labia as it pressed so firmly against the thin material between her parted thighs. The little bitch was even arching her back to emphasis the effect, to offer her thinly veiled pussy for his inspection.

Carly braced herself, both hands planted firmly on the desk as she heard him stand and move close behind her. She stifled a gasp as his hand touched her right buttock, his thick fingers feeling and caressing her reverently through the thin panties.

"Are you still a virgin?" His excited voice probed as his hand moved freely over the curves of her presented backside.

"Yes," Carly answered throatily. The thrill of his touch on her had set her heart pounding; even talking was difficult as the pumping sensations tore through her young body to constrict her throat. A little sigh emitted from her as his roaming fingers slipped beneath the side elastic of her panties to caress the silky warm flesh beneath.

Probing and caressing, his hand moved over her buttocks to dip down between her parted thighs, his fingertips brushing against her inflamed labia.

Carly tensed in delighted spasm as the tip of his middle finger dipped into the soft pink folds of her parted inner lips. The incredible feelings it produced for her brought her close to her peak; a shuddering series of contractions gripped at her clitoris, her insides tensed as the silent caressing continued. She was building rapidly, plunging headlong and unstoppably toward her second ever orgasm. Carly's mouth opened and her eyes closed as she steeled herself for its arrival. Then he suddenly withdrew his hand completely.

"You, my sexy little bitch, I have decided to teach."

Carly let out an involuntary sob, a mixture of true delight at his decision and one of great disappointment that the wonderful fondling had stopped just as she had been so close to orgasm.

His big hands gripped her hips and pulled her slight body hard back onto him. She could feel the shape of his stiff cock resting down the crease of her buttocks, warm and pulsing through the material of her clothing. For many minutes he held her tightly to him before stepping back away from her.

She screamed. The searing pain that she felt in her buttocks took her completely by surprise. Again his big hand slapped hard down on her soft buttocks to make her head throw up and her back arch in reaction.

"Punishment you little slut. For displaying yourself to me so wantonly."

Again he slapped her, lower down and almost at the top of the back of her thighs.

Carly gagged as she fought to cope with the burning agony she was experiencing. Two more painful slaps stung at her tender flesh before he stopped.

A mixture of fear and high excitement filled her as she watched from the corner of her eye; he was fumbling with his trousers and freeing his cock. She closed her eyes and prepared herself to lose her virginity as she felt the warm throbbing flesh of his stiff cock pushing under the elastic and in between her panties and her buttocks.

His erection felt almost hot against her skin as he manoeuvred his cock to rest in the crease of her buttocks but this time flesh against flesh. Carly waited for it to descend down to her expectant pussy but it remained as it was pressing against her.

She felt him grip his cock through her panties, he groaned aloud and tensed. He was rubbing himself, with her panties! Confusion, disappointment and a little fear ran through her as his pace increased. The pulsing warm member radiated its excited heat onto her, the pumping blood coursing through it so teasingly and thrillingly.

It took a moment for it to register in her brain as to what the warm wetness was that was coating higher up on her back. Carly gagged and began to stand but his hand clamped hard onto the back of her neck to force her down again. She sobbed and wretched as the thick globules of his sperm spread over her backside and soaked into her little panties.