Vanilla Erotica
"The Tutor" an erotic short story by Emily Cale
Hentai Porn in LibraryCassie twirled her hair around her index finger. It was a bad nervous habit she’d tried to break a hundred times, but she had never quite been able to quit. Like every Wednesday, she was waiting in the library for Charles, her math tutor. After the first test, her statistics professor had strongly suggested that Cassie find a tutor, and the academic support offices had found Charles. Charles was a graduate student with piercing eyes. He was all business. There was never any small talk, just working through problem after problem. He wasn’t without his good points though. Underneath his nerdy exterior, Charles was really quite good looking. He was thin, but not skinny; strong, but not bulky. Cassie had made the mistake of getting caught up in his eyes during their first few sessions. Since then, she had ensured that his gaze never met hers.
Cassie glanced up and saw Charles coming down the corridor.
“Right on time,” she thought to herself. His jeans were tight in all the right places and Cassie found her eyes focusing on the bulge at his zipper. She managed to pull her eyes away as he got closer. Charles sat down and pulled out his book and notebook.
“Where did we leave off?” he asked opening his textbook. It was just his way of breaking the silence; Charles always remembered where they were.
“I think we were going over regression lines.”
Cassie bent down to pull a pencil out of her backpack. As she sat up, her hand grazed his thigh. It was firmer than she expected it to be. She’d been playing this game for weeks. Finding little ways to touch him, flirt with him. In the past few weeks, though, her thoughts had escalated. She’d started dreaming about Charles. In her dreams, they’d be studying in the library. Suddenly, Charles would grab her and throw her onto the wooden table, riding her until her whole body shook as she rode the waves of her climax. Cassie would wake up panting, her pussy soaked. Her little touches, no matter how small, took her back to those dreams and her clit would start pulsing.
Charles paused for a moment, then began going over the material in the book. Cassie decided to push, to find out if she had any chance with Charles. When he asked her to point to a specific part of the graph, she purposefully pointed to the wrong part. As she knew he would, he took her hand and moved it to correct part of the graph. Electrical pulses shot from her hand through her entire body. Cassie kept her hand where it was for an extra second, allowing herself to look up into Charles’s eyes. She wasn’t sure, but she thought they were smiling at her. As he went back to explaining the problem to her, his hand fell to her knee. At first, his hand was still, resting against her bare knee cap. He appeared slightly nervous, yet kept the weight of his palm on her. Then he started making slow, small circles using his index finger.
Cassie took a deep breath and placed her own hand on his upper thigh. Charles slipped his fingers under the hem of her skirt and slowly ran his fingers up her inner thigh. Cassie clenched her thighs together in attempt to control herself. She moved her hand up to his crotch and felt that he was hard. She strained to focus on the material that he continued to explain, his voice still calm and steady. She moved her hand down and fondled his balls as best she could through his jeans. His voice cracked slightly and Cassie grinned. He forced her thighs apart and ran his fingers across her clit. Cassie bit her lips to keep from squealing. His fingers were becoming more forceful. He pushed her panties aside stroked her clitoris using long, deliberate movements. She used her whole palm to rub against his hard cock. He stopped talking and placed his hand on top of hers, pushing it into his stiffened member.
Cassie couldn’t stand it anymore. She took Charles hand and led him away from the study area. Her heart racing, she navigated her way around bookshelves and study carousels. She pulled him to the back of the library, where they kept all the books no one ever wanted. He pinned her against the wall, kissing her deeply. His tongue found its way into her mouth as his hands wandered under shirt. Forcefully, he pushed her bra out of the way and fondled her breasts with his hands, caressing her nipples with the tips of his fingers. Cassie pushed her hips out so that she could feel his hard dick against her. She couldn’t help but slowly rock against him. Her whole body had become hot and she couldn’t wait any longer. She reached down and unzipped his jeans, allowing his dick to fall through the open zipper. She reached down and wrapped her hand tightly around his dick; he moaned. He reached his hand down and traced along her outer thigh up to her hips, pushing the hem of her skirt out of the way. His fingers traced across the top of her underwear. Cassie’s underwear was getting wetter. She moved her hand quicker up and down the shaft of his cock. His hands traced down the outside of her other thigh then, more forcefully, climbed her inner thigh. Cassie gasped as his hand reached her panties, pushed them aside, and dipped into her wet cunt.
Cassie broke away. She lightly licked the outside of Charles’s ear then lowered herself onto her knees. At first he was tense, but once she had his cock inside of her mouth, he had no choice but to simply enjoy. She swirled her tongue around the tip. He tasted salty. Charles moaned and leaned back, bracing his hands against a bookshelf. As his breathing became faster, Cassie slipped the tip of his penis into her mouth then continued down to the base. As she slowly slid her mouth up and down, he reached his hand down to her head. He ran his fingers through the gentle waves of her auburn hair. Then his touch got firmer and he began guiding her head faster and faster. Saliva dripped from Cassie’s mouth as she continued devouring his long dick.
“I want you,” Charles whispered. He grabbed her arm and pulled her up. He kissed her deeply, pushing her back into the wall. His hand reached under her skirt and pulled her underwear down to her knees. He entered her and Cassie gasped. She could feel his throbbing dick inside her. He was stronger than he looked and had no trouble holding her up against the wall while he rode her. Cassie struggled to keep quiet. She buried her head in his chest in order to stifle the moans that escaped from her throat. He lifted her shirt up and fondled her right tit in his hand. Bending over, Charles put her hard nipple into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue. Cassie felt her nipples grow even harder. She could hear how wet she was and was sure that Charles could too, but she didn’t care. His body quivered and she could feel that he was getting close. She grabbed his ass and pulled him farther inside of her. Spasms went through his body. Cassie kept pulsing against him until he became still. Charles rested his head on her shoulder for a second before smiling at her.
“Think you might be able to keep your mind on the assignment now?” he asked, his grin getting wider.
"I don’t know,” Cassie replied biting her lower lip. “I need a lot of help. Maybe we should add a second weekly session to our schedule?”
Originally published May 2010
