Page 81 of Group Studies

I moaned, rolling my nipples between my fingers.

I’m so hard for you, Aphy, he growled. Run your hands down your front and slide your skirt down.

My hands, just a shade cooler than my skin, made my stomach muscles flutter with need.

Aphy, stop.

I paused, circling my belly button, my hips pulsing off the mattress.

Brush very lightly around your socket, the professor commanded.

Gently, I traced the outside. Tingles radiated, but instead of moving away, they sparked toward the metal, where a beam of molten heat shot straight to my core. “Holy shit.” I panted, moisture pooling between my legs. “I need more.”

Me too, please tell me the dildo is with you.

I sat up, picking it up from where I’d tossed it on the bed. I stroked it up and down. “Can you feel that?”

You need to turn it on first, Professor Garnet answered, trying not to laugh.

I wrinkled my nose and found the button on the base. The wand glowed faintly. This time, when I stroked it, the professor let out a moan.

Lie on your back, he said, his voice rough. And follow my instructions exactly.

Under his direction, I ran the buzzing pink tip across my nipples and down my sides before lightly resting it against my clit. Pleasant waves rocked through me.

I’m hard as a rock, Aphy, with none of your magic in me. If I could kiss your perfect stomach and run my tongue down to feast on your pussy, I would. Feel yourself, are you wet for me?

“Very,” I moaned. “Your voice is incredible, professor.”

I wish you could see me throbbing right now. Spread your legs for me and slowly slide the dildo inside.

“It’s so much,” I moaned, the buzzing sensation vibrating in ways I’d never felt before. Even though it was not nearly as big as any of my lovers, I had to back it out and breathe a few times, adjusting to the waves of constant pleasure.

Yes, I can feel you tensing, the professor moaned. More, deeper, you can do this.

With his voice encouraging me, I slid the stiff device as far in as it could go. My stomach curled, and the buzzing made my heart race. I gripped one of my breasts and squeezed.

That’s good, Aphy. Lie back and hold on to your headboard.

I barely got my hands above my head before the buzzing got louder and the vibrations increased. Tendrils of magic snaked out of the device and wrapped around my clit, before snaking between my butt cheeks.

I shuddered and squeezed the device.

You feel amazing. I should’ve thought of this sooner. When I stroke my dick, the dildo will move in and out of you. Are you ready for me, Aphy?

“Yes,” I almost screamed the word.

The dildo backed out, the vibrations sliding across my sensitive walls, before teasing my clit and thrusting forward. Whatever magic caressed me pulsed in time with the professor’s movements. I writhed as he sped up and slowed down, stroking himself from tip to base and back up.

Aphy, my Aphy, I can’t wait until we can be together in person. This is so fucking hot. Hearing you scream in my shower. I want to hear you scream for me. I want to tie you to my bed and take you in every way known to man.

His voice washed over me and his words blended with the vibrations of my lower half. I stilled my hips, unable to find a rhythm. Waves of pleasure tingled my skin and bowed my back, inching me toward release.

I can feel you squeezing. You’re so close. So am I.

“I need you,” I said. “Please, please…” I began to chant.

The professor sped up, setting a tempo my hips couldn’t match. Blinding pleasure had me gripping my headboard. My butt rose off the bed as my orgasm crested in a sudden wave. I forgot to breathe. Euphoria took over my reality. I fell back to the bed, sucking in a lung full of air and twitching as waves of heat continued to pulse. Although the dildo stopped moving, all the buzzing was suddenly too much. I pulled the dripping device out of me and turned it off.

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