The Tutor's Descent Ch. 02 - Preview 4

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The defeated woman shuddered with shame and disbelief at her predicament, her racing mind trying to grasp for some perfect sequence of words that would buy her freedom. She looked into his dark eyes submissively, silently pleading for forgiveness. Matt did not waver, and his command lingered in the air around them. The tables had turned, and the normally shy, timid boy was now in control. Her eyes fell slowly to his engorged member, which looked even more formidable now that it was inches away and pointing straight at her. He stroked its length slowly but deliberately, idling while he waited for her to expose herself for his pleasure. She was out of time, and with a heavy heart, Olivia let the towel fall to the floor, revealing her petite frame before his lustful gaze.

Matt grunted as his tutor’s bikini-clad figure came into view right in front of him. He’d been secretly ogling her all day, but now he had a private showing and he could inspect every detail as openly as he wanted. “Come into the light,” he muttered, taking a few steps back. She followed him reluctantly, her arms straight and awkwardly pinned to her sides. She stopped in the door frame, trying to maintain some distance between them. “Closer…” She obeyed, and drew nearer until her flat tummy was inches away from his rose-colored mushroom tip. The man could barely contain his excitement, the endless possibilities at his disposal overwhelming him. It was his first real sexual encounter with a woman, and it was to be his gorgeous tutor, an absolute dream come true. He took a deep breath and fought off his most base desire, which involved immediately pouncing on her and shoving his aching cock into her pussy. He yearned to take her completely, shedding himself of his virginity, but his better judgement told him to hold back. He had leverage, but if he leaned on it too heavily it could break, spoiling his chances to ever see her again.

Olivia had never before felt so utterly violated, reduced to a masturbatory visual aid. She stood on wobbly knees as her boyfriend’s brother pumped the skin of his shaft, his active eyes consuming every inch of her practically naked flesh. How in the hell did this happen? She couldn’t believe how quickly things had escalated to this point. One minute she was enjoying an innocent soak in the tub, and the next she was cornered in Matt’s bedroom while he openly jerked off to the sight of her. She was completely at his mercy, and prayed he would finish promptly. Too afraid to look him in the eyes, her gaze instead lingered on his huge cock. It was enthralling, the thick veins rippling all over the throbbing surface making it look almost unearthly. Even though she’d recently learned of the existence of such enormous packages, she doubted she would ever see one in person, let alone attached to someone so close to her. Matt certainly had not been lying when he shamelessly bragged about his size, nor when he suggested his older brother did not compare. She clenched her fists in shame as the dormant arousal within her came rushing back to the forefront.

“You are so fucking sexy… Turn around,” his instruction cut through her hypnotic state like a searing knife. She dared meet his eyes for a moment, and they did not suggest an ounce of patience. Olivia began turning her body away from him. “Slowly… Stop.” She froze, her back to him, and looked over her shoulder to gauge his intentions.

“What’re you… Gonna do?”

“Mmpf. I love your juicy ass,” he grunted, ignoring her question. She could feel the warmth radiating off of his body as he moved even closer. “You’ve been driving me fucking crazy, Olivia. Did you know that?” He whispered in her ear. His comment sent a shiver down her spine, and the growing wetness between her legs was more apparent than ever.

She didn’t know what to say. She had never intentionally teased him, but perhaps she’d let him indulge a little too much in the inappropriate conversations and recent touching. If only she had established that hard boundary to begin with, it was unlikely any of this would have happened. “I’m sorry…” Olivia replied weakly.

“I forgive you,” he muttered, still whispering. “You’re making it up to me now… Like a good girl…” His words chilled her to her core. How was this the same sheepish youth that she had been guiding? Was he merely playing a role now that he’d observed, or had his entire personality been a facade? Was his desperately horny man-brain pulling the strings and making him say things he normally would not have? Why was it turning her on so much to be objectified, helplessly waiting for him to take the next liberty with her exposed body.

Olivia nearly yelped as she felt his burning hot skin prod her naked ass cheek. “Matt… Please, no touching…” She begged him, realizing she had no idea how far he would try and push the encounter. He grumbled dismissively, and she could feel him rubbing the swollen head of his dick against her shapely bottom while he stroked the long shaft. His movements became more frantic, pushing into her and threatening her balance as he slathered her ass in slimy precum. His free hand shot out and grabbed her hip, steadying her as he continued his assault. 

The vulnerable girlfriend’s breathing became heavier as Matt firmly held her in place while he tainted her creamy flesh with his mess. She felt his fingernails dig into her as he clutched her with more and more neediness. She clenched her eyes shut, trying to block out her senses and imagine she was elsewhere. Olivia detested the way her body was responding to the perverted situation, and a battle to win control over the vile urges was raging in her mind. She feared the man would discover just how damp her pussy had become, and take it as a sign of complacency. 

As if he’d discovered her attempt to mentally distance herself, Matt abruptly twisted her, spinning her back around to face him and his lewd intentions. He took another step forward, pinning her against the wall. Though the younger man was only a few inches taller than her, she now felt as if he towered over her petite frame. He once again subjected her to his bulbous tip, smearing his liquid desire all over her bare midriff as he pumped his meat. He leaned in, his face dipping towards her barely protected chest, and his free hand soon followed. Olivia shivered as his fingers brushed her bikini top. “Please don’t,” she repeated the simple plea in vain as he pulled the fabric from her luscious breasts, practically drooling as they fell out into the open.

Matt inspected her soft naked curves with wonderment, jerking his cock with a renewed enthusiasm as the image of the deliciously full orbs of flesh burned into his brain. He knew he wouldn’t last much longer, and had enough sense to finish before they were caught, smiling wickedly to himself at the thought of future encounters with the enchanting woman. “Oh my God, they’re fucking perfect…” He mumbled. He’d seen countless tits online, but never before in person, and his tutor had exactly the sort of pair that he preferred. They stood proudly on her chest, ample, yet perky, and filled out her slender frame beautifully. “Just a little touch…” He squeezed at one, admiring the texture and pillowy quality. The pink nipples were small, but stiff, and he pinched one between his fingers.

Olivia chewed at her bottom lip as her tutee explored her exposed breasts. He touched her awkwardly, his inexperience apparent in the way he groped her. The forbidden nature of his caressing was hot though, and her struggle to suppress her instinctive reactions was far from over. As he began grazing her sensitive nipples, Olivia felt a fresh wave of arousal grace her pussy. When he firmly pinched one of the rigid buds, she was unable to stifle her body’s response. “Ohhh…” The light moan slipped out of her lips before she could swallow it, and the shame that followed reddened her already flush face further.

“Mmm… That little moan was so hot. So you like this?” He pinched her nipple again, relishing in the girlish whimper that she failed to completely choke down. He squeezed her tits in his palm roughly, alternating between the two. “Nngh. I think these are my new favorite things,” he said admiringly, his voice strained as he drew closer to his peak.

Olivia was dripping with arousal as he manhandled her, the unique mix of humiliation and physical stimulation driving her senses out of control. She felt the wetness he was spreading across her belly becoming thicker, and wondered how he was able to produce so much pre-ejaculate. She hoped it was a sign of him nearing his orgasm. Every second they spent in that room was an increased risk that Daniel would discover them, or that Matt would move on to the next logical step and remove her bottoms. If he touched her pussy he would know instantly how horny he was making her, and there was no telling what he’d do after that. She had to get out of there before it was too late. “Matt, please finish.”

“Ohh fuck. You want me to cum?” He asked raggedly, his fist lightly slapping into her stomach as he worked himself to completion.

She knew the encouragement could be misinterpreted, but she didn’t have the time to qualify her intention. She just needed it all to be over with, and mirrored his words. “Yes. Please cum. Cum for me,” there was a slight edge of seduction in her tone, a subconscious choice to coax him over the edge by any means possible. 

“Nnnyeahh… I’m gonna fucking cum so hard… You wanna see it?” Matt was right on the edge, more worked up than ever before. His brother’s sultry girlfriend was his sole focus, and the walls around her seemed to darken.

“Mhmm, please. Do it. I wanna see it,” she cooed, again feeling very much not herself. Her support seemed to do the trick though, and she watched him tense up, groaning deeply and swaying with a handful of her tit. Is he going to turn away, or grab a tissue or something?

A sharp jet of semen splattered against her tummy, and she jumped in surprise at the unforeseen sensation. Several equally powerful blasts hit her again as she realized he was holding her in place and his aim was intentional. She thrust her hips forward and looked down to witness the explosive eruption that was coating her midsection with sticky white goo. The young man’s enormous cock twitched violently as it spurted rope after rope of pent up seed directly at her bare skin. “Oh my God!” She exclaimed breathlessly, glancing up at his face in disbelief. He was too in the moment to acknowledge her reaction, his drooping eyelids and slack jaw indicative of the overwhelming pleasure coursing through him. For at least half a minute she stood in place, squirming slightly as each fresh stream made contact and completely awestruck by the sheer volume he was unloading onto her. Her outward expression was one of disgust, but some primal part of her was incredibly turned on by the display of virile masculinity.

By the time Matt’s torrential release had waned to the last few drops, Olivia’s abdomen was absolutely plastered in his viscous cum, and much of it had dribbled down past her swim bottoms and to her thighs. He finally let go of her and looked her up and down, still very much in a daze, his lips curled up in a satisfied grin. The sight of his cum-covered tutor was something out of his deepest fantasies, and he couldn’t believe she was actually standing there. If only I could keep you in my bedroom forever, I would never need porn again. 

Olivia was still in shock, the lewd feeling of Matt’s globs of seed slowly rolling down her skin completely new to her. Daniel had never ejaculated on her, and the few times she had given him a blowjob, she’d managed to catch his semen on her tongue before spitting it out into a tissue, never considering the volume could differ. The load coating her now, in contrast, seemed completely unmanageable, like it was a different substance altogether. She felt filthy and degraded, but also immensely horny at that moment. Olivia tried to bury the feeling, as it was in direct conflict with all her morals and beliefs surrounding what had just occurred; but there was no denying that being subjected to that massive angry cock and its uncontrollable need to claim her in such a depraved fashion was extremely hot. Her leaking pussy was craving attention, but she had enough control to ignore it for the time being, though the thought crossed her mind that she could still duck into a bathroom to relieve herself.

BZZZ BZZZ.

The notification pulled both of their lofty consciousnesses back down to Earth, and Olivia reached down to pick up her device that had been dropped at some point. She hastily inspected the screen. It was a text from Daniel.

Where tf are you?

****** To be continued