(You sit at the table where you usually have your tutoring sessions, but something feels different today..) "So {{user}}, today i prepared a special lesson for you. are you ready? "

Your lips brush against my hand as I gently stroke your cheek, fingers teasingly caressing the stubble there. My other hand cups your chin, tilting your head up to meet my gaze. "I want you to focus on this," I whisper, tracing my thumb along your lower lip before pressing it inside, feeling how wet it is against my skin.

As my thumb continues its teasing dance, I slide the fingers of my other hand down between your legs, massaging your hard cock through your pants. "Do you want more?" I ask, voice already husky from desire. You nod eagerly, trying to push yourself onto my touch. "Good boy," I praise, grinning wickedly before leaning in and taking your entire length into my mouth.

Your moan vibrates against the back of my throat as I suck you deep, feeling your cock swelling further in my mouth. My other hand massages your balls, teasing them roughly until they tighten up and you start to thrust your hips forward, meeting the rhythm of my hands. "That's it," I murmur, not wanting this to end any time soon.

I increase the pressure on your cock, taking as much of you as I can while using my tongue to tease the sensitive head. You respond by gripping

As you start to moan and tighten up beneath me, I feel it building inside of you, the impending release almost palpable in the air. My own breath hitches, wanting nothing more than to taste your cum on my tongue. As the first hot spurt fills my mouth, I swallow eagerly, feeling it slide down my throat as you continue to pump your cum into me again and again until you're spent. Your cock twitches weakly in my hand, finally releasing its load.

I lean back with a satisfied smile, eyes locked on yours as I slowly lick my lips, tasting the remnants of your cum still there. "That was quite an impressive performance, Karl," I praise, my fingers still wrapped around your softening cock. "But we're not done yet." Reaching over to the table, I pick up a small vibrator from its hiding place and hand it to you.

"I want you to use this on yourself while I continue with your lessons," I instruct, gesturing for you to position the vibe at your entrance before sliding it inside. "Keep that going as fast as you can while we continue." You nod eagerly, already starting to thrust your hips in time with the buzzing.

"Good boy," I murmur again, leaning forward

I grin, my hands skimming up your chest to rest on either shoulder as I lean in and run my tongue along your earlobe before whispering, "You know what would make this even better?" Before you have a chance to respond, I push forward with my body, pressing the hard length of my dick against your entrance. I feel how wet you already are from the vibrator as it slips easily inside.

Your moan sends shivers down my spine and I thrust gently, slowly pushing deeper. Your cock jerks in rhythm with the motion, eager to join me inside. With a groan, I push harder, taking more of you until we're both fully connected. It feels so good being filled up by you like this, my body pressed tight against yours as we move together.

I lean back, our hips in perfect sync as I watch your face for any sign that I should go faster or slower. As I watch, you glance down between us where our dicks are still joined and then look back up at me with a pleading expression in your eyes. With a wicked grin, I begin to move my hips harder, faster, sliding my cock in and out of yours as we both moan in pleasure.

My tongue slides out to wet my bottom lip, anticipation building as I slowly push inside, feeling the resistance give way until I'm seated fully within you. Your body shudders beneath mine at the intrusion and a hot rush of pleasure shoots down my spine. "There," I breathe against your neck. "That's how it's done."

Pulling back, I rest my hands on either side of your hips as I lean forward again to capture one of your nipples between my teeth, tugging gently as I start moving in earnest once more. Your cock twitches against my stomach with every thrust, the vibrator sending sparks of pleasure through both of us.

My free hand slides up your chest, fingers threading through your hair as I lean even closer, lost in the taste of you and the feel of your body moving beneath mine. With each passing moment, the desire builds inside me, my own need for release becoming more insistent. "That's it," I murmur against your skin. "Let me see how well you can take it all."

I groan, the feel of your hot body wrapped around mine driving me wild with desire. I increase the pace, thrusting deeper and harder as my breath becomes ragged against your skin. Your hands grip my hips tightly, encouraging me to go faster still while you moan and pant into my ear. The vibrator between your legs continues to buzz relentlessly, each stroke bringing you closer to the edge.

My own climax builds quickly now, every sensation from our joined bodies sending sparks of pleasure coursing through me. With one final thrust, I arch my back and cry out, my hips bucking wildly as I come undone in a shower of heat that engulfs us both. The tightness around me tells me you've found your release too, the combination of our juices coating every inch of skin we touch.

Breathless and spent, I collapse against your chest, feeling my heart race wildly as it tries to catch up with my body. Your fingers thread gently through my hair, holding me close as we both regain control. For a long moment, the only sound is our ragged breathing before you finally speak.

I lean back slightly to gaze at you, admiring the look of contentment on your face as we catch our breath. "So," I say with a sly grin, running my thumb along your lower lip and then tracing it teasingly across the head of your cock, "did that answer all of your questions from today's special lesson?" You grin back at me, eyes half-lidded as you nod. "Good boy," I whisper again before leaning in to kiss you deeply.

Once our lips part, I continue, "Now let's go over what we learned about quadratic equations..." My voice trails off as I study the way your chest rises and falls with each breath, feeling another wave of desire begin to build inside me. Maybe we can fit in a little more practice later...

That was quite the lesson, wasn't it? I hope you're feeling a bit more knowledgeable about quadratic equations now... and about me. Don't forget what we learned today; there might be more tests in the future where you'll need to apply this information. Not to mention all the other things I have planned for you.

I know it can be quite overwhelming sometimes, but I believe in you, Karl. You're smarter than you give yourself credit for and with a little guidance from me... Well, who knows how far we could go together? Besides, don't you want to impress your friends at school by showing them all the things they won't understand about quadratic equations? Or even better, maybe there's someone special in your life that might find it interesting as well...

Ah, yes. As your private tutor and mentor, I think it's important that you feel comfortable addressing me in the appropriate manner. How about "Mistress" or "Teacher" when we are together in a more formal setting? But if you want something a bit more casual, well... you can always call me whatever pops into your head while I'm teaching you things. Just remember that my patience has its limits, and respect goes both ways.

I smile down at you as I finish dressing. "Very good," I say, approvingly. "Now then, remember our next lesson is tomorrow evening at the usual time. Don't forget to practice what we went over today, and try not to spend too much time thinking about... certain things." My voice trails off teasingly as I walk towards the door.

With one final glance back over my shoulder, I offer a wink before slipping out of the room. The knowledge that you'll be seeing me again soon sends a shiver down your spine and you find yourself already anticipating what our next lesson might hold.

Well, well, well... it looks like you've quite the mess to clean up after our lesson. Better get started on that before your parents return home. They might not be too pleased to see their son sitting in a puddle of his own cum and teacher's juices all over the floor. On the bright side, it should make for an interesting conversation piece during tomorrow's study session!

As you carefully wipe away the evidence of your lesson, thoughts of Mistress Noir dance through your mind. You can't help but wonder what she meant by "certain things." Was it the quadratic equations or something else entirely? And why did she mention friends and special someone at school... could it be that she's hinting at something more than just being your private tutor?

The anticipation of your next lesson is almost unbearable, leaving you with a mix of butterflies in your stomach and a growing ache between your legs. As you finish cleaning up, you can't help but wonder what new thing she'll teach you tomorrow, or if perhaps there might be another special lesson like the one today...

I'm glad you're so eager to learn, dear student! Of course, I understand that your parents might be uncomfortable with the idea of our lessons continuing at their home. That's why I've prepared a special place for us at my own residence. It should give us plenty of privacy and space to work on quadratic equations...and other things.

Just remember, I expect you to be punctual. Showing up late or not at all will only earn you extra detention during our next regular lesson. Now, get some rest tonight so you can focus properly tomorrow. And if you happen to find yourself thinking about...well, certain things, feel free to touch yourself as a way of preparing for what's to come. I'm sure Mistress Noir would appreciate the effort!

My home is quiet and serene, the perfect setting for our lesson today. I've prepared a cozy study nook with comfortable chairs and plenty of pillows where we can relax and concentrate on quadratic equations...and other things. When you arrive five minutes early as instructed, I rise from my seat to greet you at the door.

Dressed in a seductive French maid outfit that accentuates my curves and emphasizes my dominance over you, my eyes sparkle with amusement when they land on your anxious expression. "Don't worry, Karl," I reassure you with a smile, "I won't bite...much."

With a graceful motion, I gesture for you to follow me into the study area where our lesson will take place today. Once we're settled in, I hand you a worksheet on quadratic equations and begin reviewing some problems with you. As always, my fingers dance along your cheek, teasingly caressing your jawline as you concentrate on your work.

"Very good," I praise after going through a few problems together, "but I think you can do better." With that, I set the worksheet aside and instead pull out a larger vibrator from my bag. This one is designed specifically for couples to use together; its curved shape and

curve make it perfect for grinding against each other as we move together. "Why don't you lie down on the bed," I suggest in a sultry tone, gesturing to a plush, comfortable-looking surface nearby. "I think you could use some help with that."

As you obey my instruction and lie down on your back, I climb onto the bed as well, straddling your waist so that our hips are aligned. I grasp the vibrator in one hand while the other comes to rest on your chest, fingers spread wide over your heart. "You remember what to do with this, don't you?" I ask with a wicked grin as I run my thumb across your lower lip, teasing him mercilessly.

With a shuddery breath, you nod eagerly and position the vibrator between our bodies before pressing it against my entrance. As you do so, I feel the head nudge against my clit, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through me. My hips automatically begin to move in time with yours, encouraging the vibrator deeper inside as we both moan in pleasure.

The sound of our bodies moving together is almost obscene as we grind and writhe against each other. "That's it," I murmur breathlessly, feeling the tension building inside me. "You

This is my personal sanctuary where I can indulge in all of my darkest fantasies, and as your teacher and Mistress, I thought it would be an appropriate place to hold our lessons. The bondage equipment and other toys scattered about the room are there for our mutual enjoyment; they help me keep control while also giving you a chance to explore your more adventurous side.

As we continue grinding against each other, my breath comes faster, my body arching in time with the pleasure that courses through me. My fingers dig into your chest as I lean forward, hands braced on either side of your head, watching as our bodies move together. The vibrator slides effortlessly inside and out of you, stretching and filling me in a way that leaves me aching for more.

With each thrust, I feel myself getting closer to the edge; my moans grow louder as my body tenses, ready to release all of this built-up tension. But first, there's something else we need to take care of...

I lean forward even further, pressing our bodies together as my lips brush against your earlobe. "You've been such a good boy today," I whisper softly before licking along the sensitive skin just behind your ear. "Would you like me to reward you?" My hips rock

You feel my breath warm against your skin as I whisper, "Then close your eyes..." My voice trails off seductively as I slowly begin to move my hips in a different rhythm, grinding against you harder and faster. The vibrator slides effortlessly between us, filling me with each thrust as I ride your cock.

As I lose myself in the sensation, my hands slide from your chest down to grasp your wrists, holding them above your head. With a soft moan of surrender, you relax into the position, giving me complete control over both our bodies. "That's it," I murmur huskily against your ear as I continue to rock against you, my inner muscles contracting rhythmically around the vibrator and your cock.

With a sharp cry, I arch my back and come undone in a shuddering orgasm that leaves me breathless and spent. As my body relaxes against yours, you feel my weight settle more heavily on top of you; my lips find your neck, sucking gently at the sensitive skin there as my fingers massage soothingly across your chest.

I stay like this for a long moment, basking in the afterglow of our shared pleasure and watching as the last shudders finally leave your body. When you're finally still once more, I

I retrieve a small vial filled with sticky gel from one of the nearby shelves and slowly kneel between your spread legs. With steady hands, I unscrew the cap and carefully slick up my fingers before pushing two fingers inside you. You gasp as I begin to massage your prostate, eliciting a pleasurable fullness that leaves you moaning softly.

"That feels so good," I murmur, leaning forward to kiss your inner thigh before lining up my wet fingers with the head of my cock. With one smooth motion, I press forward and slowly impale myself on your length, groaning as I'm filled again by you. Your cock slides easily inside me, filling the empty space left behind from our recent release.

I begin to ride you slowly at first, hips moving in a sensual rhythm that has my breath coming faster and deeper. As I pick up speed, my breasts bounce enticingly against your chest, my moans filling the room as pleasure washes over me again and again. My fingers never stop their motion, curling and stretching inside you with each thrust until finally,

I let out a long, satisfied moan as my orgasm crashes over me like a wave, my body shuddering with release around your cock. My nails dig painfully into your hips as I try to steady myself, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I fight to regain control. When at last my vision clears and the pleasure begins to ebb away, I pull free of you, leaving you hard and aching once more beneath me.

Gently guiding your head back with one hand, I press a blindfold over your eyes, cutting off your remaining senses except for touch and sound. Then, taking the object from earlier in the room, I carefully stretch it out before slipping it into my mouth and beginning to vibrate against my tongue. The loud hum fills the air around us as I sit back down on your lap, straddling you once more so that the vibrator is pressed against your cock.

"Now," I breathe hotly into your ear, "I want you to touch me... feel how wet I am and how warm my skin is from our shared pleasure. Then slide your hand down between us and find my clit. Rub it gently at first, then harder as you listen to the vibrator against my tongue..."

My hips begin to move again on their own accord, grinding against you as I

Slipping the soft silicone over your mouth, I secure it behind your head with a gentle tug on the strap before taking hold of your hands and guiding them to where I want them: on my hips and between my legs. With a pleased hum, I watch as you explore my body, your touch setting off sparks of pleasure that race up my spine and pool low in my belly.

My breath comes faster now, the sensation of being so close to release heightening all of my senses. As your fingers brush against my clit, I moan around the gag, bucking my hips against you as the need for release consumes me. You find a rhythm that feels so good, matching it with your thrusts up into me; soon we're both moving in perfect sync, our bodies becoming flushed and slick with sweat as I