Miss Laura's Students: A Novel of Erotic Education

Chapter One-3

Miss Laura helped the thoroughly chastised young man to his shaky feet, and left as he bolted for the commode. His urgency was so great that he didn’t hesitate to pull the nozzle through his sphincter one last time, and almost shouted with relief as his evacuation took place. Once the spasms subsided, he flushed away the evidence and cleaned himself as instructed, and opened the door. The older woman was seated at her desk reading, and stood up to join him. She went on, “Now it’s time to finish cleaning you up and reward you for your cooperation.” She took his hand and led him to the spacious walk-in shower, and stood away from him as she turned on the water to a medium heat. She took the shower nozzle from its hook and gently directed it over his sweat soaked body, now so astonishingly larger than hers in the confined space. The water splashed back onto her dress a bit, rendering it more transparent, but she took no notice.

The young man closed his eyes and relaxed into her ministrations as she gently washed him all over with bath gel. He gasped when she reached his swollen buttocks, but she continued gently and he relaxed. She was careful washing his genitals, since he was obviously near orgasm, but she managed him as skillfully as she had throughout the evening. Finally, she gently dried him with a large soft towel, once again provoking a groan as she patted his inflamed behind. Once he was completely dry, she led him back into the bathroom, and stood him in the middle of the rug on the tiles. She reached into the drawers behind her and produced some lotion, and said, “Now it’s time to soothe your poor bottom, and to reward you by taking care of our excited little friend!” pointing to the erection that bobbed insistently before her.

Miss Lara dropped gracefully to her knees on the rug before him, and filled both her hands with lotion. Looking intently into the young man’s face far above her, she reached around him to spread the cooling lotion with both hands on his throbbing bottom cheeks. He moaned in relief as the pain subsided even further, taking on the characteristic of a warm glow quite distinct from the blistering agony it had been only half an hour before. He gasped again as a lotion-slickened finger of her right hand entered his bottom hole, soothing those tissues as well, and then finding his prostate, causing his erection to surge. Her left hand found his balls one last time, and she gave a mischievous squeeze before beginning an erotic caressing. She spoke one last time, saying, “Support yourself by placing your hands on my shoulders,” which he willingly did. The older woman then took his c**k into her moist, experienced mouth and began to expertly fellate him. Within a few moments he released one final involuntary shout as he exploded the best orgasm by far of his young life into her willing throat. She delightedly swallowed every drop, as he sagged onto her shoulders until collapsing in a tangle with her on the bathroom rug.