Erotic Stories from Wylde in Bed - 128: Second chance, erotic teacher romance - part 2

Episode Date: January 24, 2022

Second chance, erotic teacher romance - part 2This episode contains elements of BDSM, spanking and anal sex. Mary has taken her first step into her darkest desires. After her first lesson she is nervous she may have bitten off more than she can chew?Or is she just unnerved by the intensity of her passion?Mary never thought she would enjoy this so much, but with her mind flooded with images of his cane,  and memories of their last meeting, can she control how deep she goes?  Or is she already too deep? For the most intense erotic audio available, visit my VIP club at https://wyldeinbed.com/vip-clubs/, I look forward to seeing you there.

Please remember this is an adult's only podcast and does contain some very sensual themes. So please only listen to this podcast if you are happy to explore your deepest sensual fantasies with me and are of a suitable age. Hi, it's Devlin and welcome to another episode of Wild in Bird. Your destination for salacious stories, sensual satisfaction. and finger-licking good fantasies. Tonight's show is sponsored by good vibrations.com. Your destination for deeper pleasure, and sensuous playthings.

So, tonight, part two of our teacher's fantasy. Told you this one was going to run. You've got three weeks with this one, so get settled. Ah, so where is Mary up to? Well, in the last week she had her introduction to a spanking and hair pulling. And it's a pretty intense, a sexual pleasure. Obviously, she has a second lesson tonight. So, just how far will this go?

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Mary really wished Mr Amaru hadn't suggested his home for the next class it was bad enough being back at her old school where years of intimidation engulfed her. But here, after last time, she just could not help but think about what might happen behind his door. His door that stood so ominously in front of her.

She knew there was nothing special about it. It was a dark green with brass door furniture. But knowing he was just inches away, knowing that he was just on the other side of this thin piece of wood, made her whole body tingle. She was more than aware that when she crossed the threshold and entered his den, she would be at his mercy. Nothing he had said would suggest that at all,

but his demeanour at their last lesson had been so strong, so intense, and her response so submissive without thinking about it. she couldn't help but feel that this would be true. She tried to forget the intimacy of their meeting, tried to focus on what she was here to learn. But when she imagined those words, the sensation of him thrusting into her, flooded her body,

and that beautifully sticking pleasure from the hard caress of his palm as he spanked her naked ass. Geez, there was just so much from that brief encounter that she knew wasn't normal. But God, it felt good. She vibrated with pleasure from head to toe. Without realizing it, Mary's fingers were pushing across her scalp

and bawling her hair tightly. A habit she had developed over the past couple of days enjoying the shots of electricity ascent between her thighs. Holding her breath as her fingers wrapped around the cold metal of the door-knocker, she lifted it and then nervously bolt it down against the plate. The sound sending a shudder through her body, she couldn't decide if her response was due to nerves or excitement.

Either way her pussy was burning like, hell. She closed her eyes as the last echoes of her knock faded away. She knew the words now. She had sung them religiously since their last lesson. She had the rhythm of them. Even if the words still became a blur as she looked at them, she had the form of them, and that seemed to be enough. As long as she took her time and didn't rush herself. But as the words dance or a mind. Her body remembered feeling him inside her again. It had been a recurring theme. After every practice session, she had to take a break to relieve the ache that just continued to grow. But it wasn't enough. She needed him inside her again, filling her, making her submit

for the longest moment she waited until a faint click sounded behind the door. And as the doors swung open, she gasped to see his eyes sparkling in the dim hallway light. Somehow they just seemed to float in the gloom, a light of hope in the velvety darkness. Come in, he said, his voice warm and welcoming, and Mary liked to think a little mischievous. Her eyes dropped out of shyness under his gaze, Goosebumps of anticipation suddenly peppered her body. As she felt the heat of a blush, flood her body. She was suddenly glad for the gloom.

Maybe he didn't notice how easily she turned crimson. Maybe last time was a one-off, and he regretted it now. She wasn't an oil painting after all. Just plain old Mary Malone. As plain as she felt, It didn't stop her nipples swelling with excitement. Despite the heat of the evening, he moved to one side to let her pass. And as she walked in, his cologne embraced her again.

The heady musky scent she had tried to desperately forget, but fell miserably. I. She managed, as she moved slowly past him. The door closed behind her. It's heavy timbers echoing through the hall. She suddenly felt a wave of nervousness. She knew what they had done. But had she said too much,

had she pushed herself too far forward, she didn't want to seem needy or desperate, yet she couldn't help but feel that maybe that's how she came across. Maybe she shouldn't have come at all. She could have found work elsewhere, Okay not for the pay his job offered, but maybe it would have been enough. The sudden playful spank of his hand on her ass shook the thoughts from her mind before his hand slid slowly over the small of her back

and protectively moved her forward. Her whole body tingled and glowed with that simple touch. There was something so sensuous about it, moving into a bright timing room. A blank whiteboard was set up on a tripod at the far side. Mary recognized the menu on the table, mocking her. Leaning in, the heat of his breath infated her body, as he said, Take a seat, anyone will do. Mary sat quietly and fixed her gaze on the board,

wondering what would happen this evening. Okay, let's see. how you've done. He said with a broad smile, I take it you've been a good girl and practiced hard. His eyes sparkled again, something they seemed to do when he was being suggestive. Mary just nodded meekly before saying, I have. Good, his voice resonated. I've put a copy of the menu on the table. Sing it to me, and I will write on the board as I hear. hear it. Mary picked up the menu from the table and looked at it blankly. The words still looked a little confused, but after closing her eyes a few times and then taking a deep breath,

they did become clearer as she gently sang the words. Her focus improved. It took her just three tries before the words on the board, matched the words on the menu. And Mr. Amaru rewarded her with this beautiful broad smile. That's fantastic. He grinned. Just a little more practice and you'll be perfect. Picking his familiar cane up from the table, he moved to stand beside her. Holding out his hand invitingly, he whispered,

Come with me for your next lesson. Taking his hand, she followed him out of the dining room, into what she presumed was his study. A large oak desk sat in front of a picture window with a luxurious ox-blood leather chair behind it. Suddenly nerves of anticipation flooded Mary's body. What was he going to do? Was he going to cane her over the desk?

Especially after what she had confessed to at their last meeting. Suddenly the thought of the strong strokes of his cane filled her with an intoxicating mix of concern and desire. What if she liked it? Where would they go then? Sit down, he commanded. Mary sat in the leather chair without another thought, his cold kiss caressing through the light material of her skirt,

forcing a shiver to echo between her legs. The contrast of the cold leather and the wet heat that all already burned inside her panties, just intensified the sensations moving through every part of her body, is Cologne once again flooding her embattled senses as he stood behind her, leaning over her shoulder, a spiraling cloud of anticipation, Cologne and lust, immersed her in a feeling of absolute confusion. Mr. Amarrow lifted the closed lid of the laptop on the desk. desk before he leaned back a little. His lips just so close to her neck, she shuddered, waiting for his kiss. I was thinking, he whispered. Every word teased at her height and senses.

A lot of your challenges come from a lack of confidence. He pressed a few buttons on the keyboard as he spoke and the laptop sprang to life. The heat of his cheek pressed against Mary's neck, forcing a whimper to drop from her lips. The screen lit up in front of her, the internet opening a gateway into whatever he was going to do next. A voice said beautiful lingerie can help boost a woman's lacklust of confidence. It might not be a long-term solution, but for a little while you can feel like the beautiful lady. We both know you truly are. Just type this into the browser.

He pauses for a moment before continuing. Good vibes.com Mary slowly types in the web address. As the screen changes, her eyes widened. Now click on the lingerie at the top. Mary's fingers slid over the track pad before the cursor hovered over the lingerie menu. And as she clicked it,

the extensive catalogue of beauty, beautiful lingerie, opened in front of her. She had looked at lingerie before. God knows she loved the idea of wearing sexy underwear, but had always thought it was wasted on her. She was just plain, she knew it, and was well aware of her curves, far too aware. Okay, the models on the website made it look good,

but they were so slim and beautiful, they would make anything look good. Just select one you think you would like. He whispered, These aren't for me. I'm not sexy enough. She stuttered. Just trust me for a moment and pick one.

He responded, his voice dominant. Mary navigated through the seemingly endless selection of underwear. She was at least relieved that all the models were not painfully thin and quite a few larger than her. Maybe she wasn't as big as she thought she was every time she looked at her naked body in the mirror. After going through the catalogue twice, she eventually settled on one,

she thought might make her feel good and said, this one, pointing to the screen. The all I ever wanted, scathe, lay steady. She whispered, her voice echoing her uncertainty. It was right next to two male models who were exhibiting part of the men's laundry line, and Mary struggled to keep her eyes from focusing on their images. Perfect choice, he said, his voice hinting at his smile. Now stand up, he said as he stepped backwards.

Mary stood from the chair, feeling very uncertain what to expect. Close your eyes. He said his tone firm yet still sensuous. Mary's eyes closed at his bidding. No peaking. I'll be back in just a moment. He whispered an undertone of playfulness to his voice. Mary resisted the urge to open her eyes, even a little.

Despite the sounds that now filled her mind with curiosity, there was a sound of something dropping on the desk. and then she felt Mr Amaru's body next to hers once again. She hadn't realised how cold the room seemed when he wasn't next to her. Her body shuddered as nerves sprang back to life. More noises, a rustling of paper. And then his lips were so erotically close to her neck again. Her teeth pressed on her lower lip to control her desire

as his hands slid over her neck. The warm caress of his fingers danced over her skin and pushed through her hair, easing it back from her face. The movement making her knees tremble. Gently, a smooth caress of material kissed at her cheeks. Before her eyes were cast into a deeper darkness, this is just for a moment. He whispered, his breath taunting her aching need. She whimpered submissively at the sound of a buckle being fastened on the back of her head. And suddenly felt herself surrender to his will.

His lips brushed down her neck. The sensuous caress forcing a moan from somewhere deep inside as his hand slid down her chest. loosening each button on her shirt slowly. His palm pressed over her stomach and his finger tips explored the waistband of her skirt before tracing a slow line back up her body, teasing between her breasts and sliding the material of her shirt to one side, brushing her nipples with his thumbs, as his hands moved.

Mary's knees buckled again, as his fingers danced around her aching nubs, flicking them through the cotton of her bra, causing a gasp of pleasure to erupt from her lips. Her pussy burned with need. Her pleasure drenched her panties. God she needed him to fuck her, pinching her nipples firmly, pulling them.

He eventually slid her shirt from her shoulders. As it dropped to the ground, the heat of his body pressed hard against hers. She felt she was melting into this man, leaning back, his fingers tracing up her spine. He slid them through her brass strap before twisting it, the underwear hanging loosely now from her shoulders. Slowly, his lips danced over the nape of her neck, brushing down her shoulders, pushing the straps of her bra down her arm. Mary's hand lifted instinctively to cover her naked breasts, but Mr. Amaru grabbed her wrist before she could.

I want to see you completely naked, Mary. I want you to know how beautiful you are to me. He whispered before kissing her bare shoulder. His hands slid down her side. easing the elasticated skirt over her hips before that two joined her shirt and bra in a pile on the floor pressing his chest against her naked back she became aware of how swollen he was his thick cock

hungrily pressing at the small of her back as he pushed it gently against her feel how hard you make me he whispered with a lust-fuelled growth own. Mary could only nod, her gentle pants of desire, preventing her from speaking. His fingertips slid through the waistband of her panties, sliding across her waist, easing them over her hips. A loud gasped left her mouth as the cool air of his study kissed her burning pussy. Instinctively, she shuffled her feet out of her panties, not wanting to trip and ruin the moment.

His arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer. She could feel the tingle of his chest hair against her skin, every vein throbbing in his cock and realised that he must also be naked. Opening his arms, he said, put your hands out. Mary lifted her hands, his hands sliding down her arm, holding her wrists gently and guiding them towards his intended destination. Just feel this, he whispered. Mary's fingers extended to discover a sheer fabric,

so sensuous and soft it felt beautiful to touch. Her body shuddered again as a material slid between her fingers. Something about the fabric just made the intense vibrations in her body accelerate. A wave of disappointment flooded her as he moved her hands away. and his body left hers. His breath brushed across her forehead, as his hands caressed her breasts again, hearing herself groan in pleasure,

the heat growing between her legs, arching her back a little, as he pressed her nipple so gently, yet strong enough to make Mary's thighs tense in anticipation. The swirling sensation within those sensitive nubs only intensified as he released them and his hand slid firmly over her stomach and moved lower still. Mary's legs parted at their own accord, inviting his fingers to explore the furnace of her sex. Instead, his hands continued down her legs, his mouth kissing that soft flesh as he knelt before her.

Lift your foot. He commanded gently. Mary lifted her foot. Now the other. Mary followed his command, putting her foot down and raising her other one. Okay, put it back down. He said as he kissed her calf gently. His lips brushing over her leg as he slid back up her body.

The caress of the sensuous material following his mouth. Pausing for a moment at the top of her thigh. He gently kissed her mound. His tongue lashing wickedly at the top of her pussy, taunting it, promising it more. Before he kissed up her stomach, the beautiful touch of the material following his lips. There was something so intensely erotic about the feeling of his wet lips, his warm breath and the whisper of a caress from the material, the seduced every cell in Mary's body. With her sight cast into darkness, every sensation burned with the ferocious heat.

Mary gasped as the edge of his teeth brushed her nipple, sending her shockwaves of desire into overdrive, holding her breath, waiting for the material to brush those sensitive nubs. A shot of electricity ricocheted through her body once it finally did. The touch was barely. there, a hint of a caress, but feeling the material over her naked skin just felt so beautiful,

as if every paw was erupting with her desire. Mr. Amaru kissed her neck gently, before whispering, bend your head. She lowered her head obediently, submissively, as she felt the caress of the fabric around the back of her neck, lifting her head back up. He moved behind her and whispered, Keep your eyes closed. The buckle clicked open and the blindfold dropped from her eyes. You can open them now. He said, the room seemed a lot brighter as her eyes opened.

The light's almost blinding her, and it took a moment for Mary to adjust so she might see properly. In front of it was a freestanding full-length mirror. She didn't look at herself initially, just at Mr. Amaru's face, grinning mischievously over her shoulder, the feeling of his hands massaging her bare ass, rubbing it in firm circles. Look at yourself, he commanded. Mary dipped her head and turned her gaze on herself. It was the same lingerie as the one on the website.

How did you know? She asked excitedly. I've noticed your style over the years. I kind of guessed what you would like. He said smiling like a Cheshire cat. I have to say, it looks even more beautiful from this angle. He said as he spanked a naked cheek. You noticed me?

She asked, confused. Oh yes, you're not the only one to have fantasies. You've always been beautiful, Mary. You just didn't know it. but I could see it. He said, rubbing her ass gently. A wildfire of a blush engulfed her body. She had to admit that Teddy did make her curse look so much sexier.

They gave her a form that she didn't know she had. She looked appreciatively at herself in the mirror. Mr. Amaru watched his eyes full of pride before taking her hand. and whispering, this is the most honest opinion you will ever get. As he moved her hands against his hard cock, it throbbed with a burning intensity, the caress of his pre-cum dripping down his shaft. I think I could come just looking at you, he said before kissing down her neck. Now I want you over the table.

His tone not inviting any denial. Mary squeezed his cock before rubbing the pre-come from his tip. Turning. She sucked on her thumb gently, taking his very essence, hoping it would inspire him to fill her mouth with his hard need. Looking up at him, she whispered. Put the blindfold back on. It made everything more intense.

before turning away again. Mr. Amaru replaced the blindfold and then pushed his palm firmly up Mary's back, forcing her to bend over the table. I love your ass, he said as he rubbed it firmly, slapping it with his hand. The cracks of their skin's meeting echoed around the room. Mary groaned loudly, inviting more harsh treatment. There was a new sensation, something quite different to anything she had experienced before.

It took Mary the longest moment to realise that he was sliding that came between the cheeks of her ass, rubbing his length along her rosette, and then brushing the folds of her pussy through the soft material of her teddy. Her core clutched in a beautiful response. She thought she was wet before but now. Gosh, she was damn well sudden.

The cane dropped away. and Mary's moans turned from pleasure to disappointment. The swishing sound of the cane was very brief before it connected with her ass, the stinging sensation pulsing through her body and right onto a clit sending a shockwave of delicious pain right through her pussy, screaming out in pleasure, the burning sensation it left behind,

moved through every nerve as the sting subsided, an erotic glow spread over. embracing her entire body. Another stroke of the cane and the glow grew intensified. Mary pushed her ass back towards Mr. Ramero, inviting more, growling with animalistic desire. As stroke after stroke savagely kissed her ass, her desire dripping down her thighs, turning her around, his breath burned on her cheek, as his hand slid roughly inside her teddy. His fingers finding her wet folds in no time, parting her wanton lips and pushing inside aggressively.

Mary wrapped her arms around his neck at the shock of the sensation, clinging onto him. As the pleasure vibrated inside her, her core clutched wildly at his fingers, wanting more, needing him. His voice dripped with dominant desire, as he said. I don't want you feeling alone at the meal on Saturday. So this will let you know I am with you. Is handsliding something cold against her, clad? What is it? She asked as she shivered in response.

It's a moxie remote control vibrator. If I see you might be stressed or anxious, I'll turn it on. She could hear that mischievous grin in his tone. I think you might need new batteries. It's not working. But it's damn cold. She said disappointingly. He chuckled as his fingers moved away from a pussy,

and suddenly the vibrator sprung to life, sending wave after wave of throbbing pleasure, directly onto a clit. Fuck! Mary exclaimed between gasps, how can I work with that? Oh, I will have it on more gentle on Saturday. But just so you know I'm thinking of you.

And you know, as it's controlled over the internet, if you're away, I can let you know then as well. Now, Mary, on your knees. I have a deep knee to fill your lips around my hard cock. Mary slid to her knees, his cock brushing her face. He paused for a moment, sliding the mass from her eyes as he said, I want to see your pretty eyes as you take me into your mouth. Hungrily, she kissed along his beautiful cock, biting it.

She had wanted to taste him for so long. Her lips eased over his tip. The remains of his pre-come warming her tongue. Her hands clasped on his house as she wheeled him deeper, wanting him to fill her in every way possible. He thrust into her throat in response. His desire overpowering any caution. His fingers sliding through her hair, bawling it tightly,

as his other hand slid over his phone. Mary growled loudly as he intended. The density of the vibrator grew, her sound sending shock waves along his cock, as it throbbed wildly inside her mouth. Her nails dug into his ass, grasping his cheeks as his body tense, feeling it throbbing in her mouth, wanting it to come. And then he pulled back. His hand reaching down, he held her confused gaze, before saying, your ass is so beautiful in this. Have you ever been fucked in your ass, Mary? Mary shook her head.

Would you like to try it? Right now, Mary wanted to have every part of her body succumb to his desire, and in agreement she simply nodded enthusiastically. He lifted to her feet gently by her chin, before bending her over the table again, turning the vibrator down to a gentle pulse. Reaching back into the box on the table, he retrieved a tube, and after a moment slid her teddy to one side.

His fingertip gently caressing the rosette of her ass, her muscles pulsing at his touch. The warm flood that had invaded her pussy spread through her ass. Just relax, he said, if it hurts too much, just tell me to stop. His lewd finger teased inside her gently. Just relax and breathed naturally, Mary. He said as his finger explored deeper inside her, gently caressing her. Her ass became pulsing in a beautiful response. Slowly, his finger slid in and out of her tight hole, pushing. Mary pushed back against him. Her muscles stretched. as he added another finger.

Taking her to the brink of discomfort, Mary felt an urge to get past the pain barrier and forced herself back against him harder, pushing his fingers deeper into her ass. Your cock, she moaned. Fuck, my virgin ass, please. Enthusiasm filled him as he took his cock and rubbed his lube,

up and down his shaft carefully. He was aware how close he was to the edge of coming, but didn't want to release, not yet, before slowly pushing his tip against her, teasing it into Mary's rosette, just pushing it to the edge of that ring of muscle, letting it stretch around him naturally. Without warning, Mary pushed back,

impaling her ass on his hard cock completely, screaming with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Feeling full from his cock was more beautiful than she could have imagined, and took her to the very brink of orgasm. Fuck me, heart, she begged. Not waiting to be asked twice, he grasped her hips and pushed inside, deep and hard, before fumbling for his phone and turning the vibrator up,

the sensations pulsing through a clit, throbbing along his cock, massaging him, taking him to the very edge of that cliff. Mary grasped at the desk, sliding over the polished wood, as his thrust grew more and more intense. The motion of his cock in and out of her ass, the vibrator thudding on her clit. Her body tense with the onslaught of her growing orgasm, gasping.

She thrust backward along his shaft, willing him to come. The whole area south of her belly clutched wildly, throbbing with desperate need. Something trying to control her orgasm, to wait so they might share the feeling. She growled desperate, His hand grasped her hair, pulling it tightly as he continued to thrust like a depraved animal. As she felt the now familiar bolts of electricity erupt from her scalp,

an echo through her body she fell over the cliff, her whole body screaming in pleasure as her orgasm spread like a ferocious wildfire, through every nerve in her body, exploding in pure delight. She tensed around his cock, squeezing it, forcing him to come, hot streams of his semen filling her ass as he tightened against her, intensifying her own pleasure. Panting, they collapsed on the table. Mary's shaking with the waves of pleasure still moving through her. She barely managed to say between gasps,

Could you turn the vibrator off? I think I'm going mad. The vibrator quiet and eventually her body stopped trembling. Neither of them said anything for long moments, not wanting to shatter the mood. He eventually kissed down her spine, forcing her to whimper as he did, his cocks sliding from her ass. Before he pressed his arms around her and held her close. What is your first name? Mary ventured from her days of emotions.

I can't keep calling you Mr Amaru. It sounds like we're back in school. "'It's Mark,' he eventually replied. "'Hi, Mark. "'Thank you for making me feel better about myself.' "'Oh, I did nothing. "'If we practice this regularly, you'll feel great.' "'Well, we get time alone on Saturday.

"'If I'm going to have this vibrator on, "'I'm going to need some attention,' Mary asked. "'Well, maybe not alone. "'But you'll get my attention,' he replied. Not thinking about the implications of his response, Mary just closed her eyes and let herself drift into a satisfied slumber. So next week, we have part three, the concluding part of our little story. So what will happen at this big mill?

We'll marry where the vibrator all the way through. Well, you'll just have to tune in and see. Now I'd like to thank our sponsors for the show tonight, good vibrations.com. And until next week, when we can get wild in bed all over again. And always with your pleasure in mind, this is Devlin Wild, wishing you salacious dreams.