Erotic Stories from Wylde in Bed - 129: second-chance teacher fantasy - part three

Episode Date: January 31, 2022

Finale of our second-chance teacher fantasyThis story does contain elements of sensual BDSM, prolonged orgasms and public sex….as well as some pretty hot toy play!!!Mary is to face her greatest challenge, the job she desperately needs, but terrifies the life out of her.With the support of her tutor, can she not only overcome her anxiety issues? Can the absolute trust of submission provide her with the answers she needs?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 Bed. Your destination for salacious stories, sensual satisfaction and fingerling. licking good fantasies. You know if you want even deeper pleasure and are brave enough to try even something more intense than you might imagine possible. And why not visit me at wild desires.com and try something truly passionate. So the conclusion of our little teacher fantasy tonight has been three weeks of Mary's education. I'm sure it has enthralled you.

as much as it has me. You know if you want to hear your fantasies, or maybe even messages for Valentine's Day, then why not just go ahead and email me at Devlin at wilddesires.com and I will do my best to make your fantasy come to life. You know this podcast is best to enjoy laying on your bed. Just loosen your clothes for me now

Put your earpuds in and close your eyes And surrender to the pleasure of my voice Gressing over And inside you And when you're ready to surrender to me Just go ahead and take a nice deep breath And hold it for a moment And then let it go with the side of the side of it,

letting go of any tension, any stress. For the next 30 minutes or so, it's just you and my voice. This is your time, your time to relax, your time for sensuous satisfaction, your time to release your inner passions. As you listen to my voice and feel the story moving through your body as you enjoy tonight's show.

The mirror glimmered with reflected sunlight. It was strange, Mary mused, that for the first time in a very long time, in fact probably as long as she could remember, she actually felt comfortable looking herself in the mirror. She was tempted to suggest that the lingerie covered up her worst parts, but that just wasn't true. Nor did it flatter her.

That might suggest an insincere compliment, ignoring her curves. The truth was, it took her curves and created a flow with the rest of her body. So it all sort of worked. Looking at the sheer material that barely kissed her naked skin, giving it a sensitive and warm, hiding enough to be classy, yet hinting it enough to be seductive, Mary wondered why she hadn't tried it before.

The jaded talk. taunts of her past echoed in her ears, in kind words of her peers when she was younger, and the torments of her ex-boyfriends who only seemed to belittle her, drifted through her mind,

reminding her of exactly why. But as she looked in the mirror, her hands bawled as she remembered the honest appraisal of Mr Amaru. She remembered as his cock as it swelled between her fingers.

The look of her. sheer animalistic lust as he watched her in the lingerie, dimmed those voices until they were nothing but a faded memory. Her fingers caressed the soft material. She gasped slightly at the amplified sensation of her touch, as if the teddy added another level to every movement of her fingers. It is strange, she thought. A week ago I avoided looking at myself in the mirror, but now it actually turns me on.

Her pussy gently throbs in agreement, the family adelaide growing, as her fingers explore her hardening nipples. She couldn't resist letting her fingers dance over her body. It wasn't like before when her self-pleasureing touch was only for a release. This was something more. honestly felt as if she was making love to her body. Despite her new confidence, she couldn't hold back a blush at the thought. The first time she had made love properly, and it was with herself. There was something poignant about that. She just couldn't figure out what. Reaching for the boutique bag on the bed, she removed the item within. She loved the teddy.

It made everything up from her thighs feel amazing, but it still wasn't complete. She wanted this feeling of beauty to embrace her whole body. Opening the packaging, she removed a pair of sheer stockings. She had considered a garter belt, but couldn't make the class work, so she opted for thigh highs instead. That seemed a lot simpler. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she rolled a stocking up and slid her hand. inside, then unrolling it along the arm. The sheer material was like the most beautiful kiss along her skin, the lace top adding another level of femininity. Sitting on the edge of the bed,

she rolled it back down, removed it from her arm and slid it up her leg. Mowing gently as a sensuous material, stroked her in her thigh. And as that lace top, gently grasped at that, that soft flesh. Her pussy clutched in anticipation, allowing her fingertips to continue upward. Mary's pussy trembled with need. She could feel her wet heat burning through the sheer material. Geez, she needed satisfaction again. Reaching for the vibrator, Mark had given her, that now had a permanent home on her nightstand. She slid it inside the teddy before reaching for her phone. I need to come again, she texted.

And after thinking for a moment, she texted, please. Within seconds, a vibrator sprung to life. Somehow, knowing Mark was controlling it somewhere, made it more intimate. They had been doing this several times a day since their last meeting. Mark was still a full-time teacher and had a lot of work to do preparing for this meal. otherwise they would share these moments in person. Mary wondered where he was right now. Was he in a staff meeting while he pleasureed her?

Perhaps giving a class. There was something incredibly sexy about thinking of him, surrounded by unknowing eyes, as he took her to where she needed to go. Her pussy clutched in the mirror as she watched to prolong her pleasure. She moved the beautiful latex toy around her pussy, allowing it to kiss every part of her sex. Her eyes closed as the pleasure grew,

her legs tensing around her hand. She could imagine how hard Mark's cock was, knowing he was giving her another orgasm and what she might do with it. Her eyes opened slightly as the onslaught of her orgasm spread. In the mirror she could see his eyes as he watched her, his fingers sliding up and down the throbbing length of his erection. She knew he couldn't control his orgasm, any more than she could control hers. The thought of him stood between her legs, watching her touch herself, became too much to bear, as she writhed on her bed, consumed by the raptures of her orgasm, loud moans, echoed from deep inside her throat, as she rocked her pelvis against a vibrating toy.

His body tightened, his strokes became faster. He growled deep in resonant as a warm flood of his semen caressed her stomach. Inspiring a hot flush of her orgasm to spiral through her body, a waterfall of pleasure cascaded from her pussy, erupting like the most beautiful explosion between her thighs. As a moan subsided, and she succumbed to the warm afterglow, that embraced her body.

Her phone dinged. Better? Mark texted. Trying to control the shuddering through her body. She grappled with her phone. And, after several attempts, replied with a simple, yes. Good, see you in an hour. His reply came back almost instantaneously.

An hour? Oh, fuck. Mary moaned and tried standing. Her legs buckling as soon as she stood. forcing her back onto the bed. It was at least 20 minutes before she stood and danced around her bedroom, trying to dress in her uniform for the evening whilst calling a cab. Her pussy still gently throbbed with pleasure,

as she got out at the cab in front of the hall, her legs still trembling slightly. This level of pleasure was addictive. But Mary's desire to do well tonight, ensured she regained control of her body, adjusting her clothes before she pushed through the large doors. She took a moment to find the bathroom to ensure everything was secure. She really didn't want the vibrator falling out in the middle of service.

And, despite it securing straps, she wanted peace of mind so she might focus on the job in hand. Eventually, she found the main hall. It was huge and although the mill didn't begin for another hour, it seemed like it was already full of a gazillion people. Her eyes darted across the sea of faces until she found Mark, speaking to a small group of very official looking people. He acknowledged her with a smile and a nod while he continued talking.

Mary waited patiently. The noise of conversation buzzed around the hall. It looked very much like her old school hall. There was a raged stage at the far end, with heavy curtains drawn closed. Tables were set out across the expanse of the floor and people moved around, trying to find their places in the melee of seating.

Her feet already ate in her high hills, and she wondered how she might move around all these tables, let alone carry meals without dropping them. This suddenly seemed like a terrible idea. Mary clenched and unclenched her fist repeatedly, trying to control the rising anxiety. Her throat already burned with the onslaught of acid. What the fuck was she doing?

How on earth does she think she could handle this? She could barely control her nerves in a normal social meeting. But this, well, this was just off the scale. Deciding to leave, she turned on her hill. Before a gentle caress started between her thighs. Suddenly her mind was distracted by the pleasure growing subtly inside her panties Her lips dried as she bit them gently

The familiar warm glow of arousal Embraced her body and chased away her concerns Her mind occupied with a slowly throbbing pleasure Right there on her clit For a moment All the people in the room disappeared And as Mary close to rise she was back in Mark's study.

Her lips stretched around his girth. Even now, she could feel every pulsing movement of his erection as it slid in and out of her wanton pussy. Suddenly his voice was right next to her, his warm body inviting hers to melt into his, to submit to him. And she submitted, oh so willingly, into the protective embrace of his aura.

You okay? Yeah, she managed swallowing her gasps. Goosebumps peppered her body as his hand slid up and down her back. His thumb pressing firmly along her spine, spreading the warm glow of relaxation. The gentle vibrations between her thighs quiet, but the relaxation remained. How am I going to serve all these tables?

I've never even carried a plate of food that far, she whispered. I'm guessing you didn't read the notes I gave you? Mark said with a warm smile. Uh, no. Mark replied as a gentle blush invaded her cheeks. She was aware of the notes, but presumed they had just said nothing more than get order. Take order to table, put order down.

What else could they? say. Okay, you'll be next to a table, my table as it happens. And if anyone needs anything, they will raise their hands. For simple things like cutlery, drinks or condiments, there is a table at the far end with everything on, and you can get those from there. For the meal orders, you radio them through to the kitchen, with the person's name in the table. And the serving staff will bring those to you from the kitchen. Mark said passing her an earpiece All you have to do is look beautiful

charm them with your smile And remember You are at the head table He breathed as he helped to put in the earpiece Now press the button on the side And say Mary Malone Checking in for the head table He said and watched her as she checked him

His eyes warm with understanding Okay let's go to the head table it's time for me to get seated anyway he said as his hand pressed gently on the small of her back guiding her through the people finding their seats eventually they found their way to the top table and Mark pulled out his chair before leaning into Mary and whispering just go around the table

and introduce yourself to everyone and suggest that if they need anything then they just need to raise their hand he said as he sat down keep that smile going and then when you're finished just stand up here behind me if you have any problems I'm close by Mary moved around the table introducing herself in doing as Mark had suggested by the time she was standing behind Mark again she felt surprisingly at ease with what she was doing Mark reached behind her and squeezed her thigh gently, feeling the lace tops on her thigh highs.

He smiled at her as his fingertips caress the material through her soft skirt, pressing gently and sending a shudder of sudden desire through her body. The evening went surprisingly fast. The only slight hurdle came as the mills were served, and the beautiful fragrance that filled the room. reminded Mary that she had forgotten to eat earlier, and her stomach growled like a crouched to old man. Once her plates were cleared,

Mark stood and spoke. Mary wondered how he managed to speak to so many people, so well. She just knew if she was stood in front of all these people, she would collapse into a ball of nerves. Eventually he introduced the next speaker, who had some posh sounding name, and apparently ran a charity that Mary quickly forgot. the name of. A ripple of respectful applause circulated the room as the other speaker stood,

thanking Mark and picking up a pile of notes from beside him. Mark didn't sit back down. Instead, he turned to Mary and whispered, come with me. There is something I need a hand with. Mary followed him through a door at the far end of the hall. The new speaker's voice disappearing as the door shut behind them. Mark spoke as he hurried on the corridor. Ronald will bore them for at least half an hour, so that means 30 minutes for us. He took her hand and led her up a short flight of wooden steps. A vast space opened before her. Heavy curtains provided an alternative to a wall along one side. The distant muffled sounds of Ronald's speech permeated the material. there was little in the room apart from a shesh lodge and a theatrically oversized chair.

Are we on the stage? Murray ventured curiously. We are indeed, Mark said as he flicked on an unseen standard lamp next to the chair. It's light only providing a dim contrast to the gloom that draped the stage, lighting a deep power rug. Just an inch of curtains afford us privacy. see. Loistening his pants and sitting in the chair. He studied Mary for a moment, noticing how suddenly meek she looked, taking his phone from his pocket. His eyes gazed up and down her body.

You've done really well tonight. He said, everywhere dripping with sincerity. Sliding his finger over the phone, the vibrator in her teddy gently resurrected its caress of Mary's clit, sending a shockwave of unexpected pleasure through her. Now strip, he commanded, returned to face him, half expecting him to be grinning, as if in jest. But his face was stern, his jaw locked, his hand slid into his loosened pants, pulling his erection from its confinement. Mary paused for a moment. She had never undressed for a man and suddenly felt very self-conscious and nervous.

Mark lazily put his phone on the arm of the chair as his hand grasped with his hard cock. See how hard you make my cock at just the thought of you. Imagine how hard I will be as I watch you strip down to your lingerie. As if hypnotised, Mary's eyes fixated on the movement of his life. hand up and down his shaft. There was something so sexy about watching a man touch himself.

She groaned gently as his hand slid over his balls, massaging them. Mary's hand found the buttons of her shirt of its own accord, loosening each one slowly. The cold air invaded her open shirt, sending tingles dancing over her skin. Mark's hand moved over his buttons, exposing his chest, until his fingers found his nipple and stroked it. Even in the gloom, Mary was sure his cock swelled as he massaged his nipple. Unbuttoning the waistband of her skirt, she moved her hips to allow it to slide down the legs. I love the way you move your hip. lips. Mark moaned as he gently slid a finger over his phone, the vibrations growing between Mary's legs.

Moaning gently, her fingers danced over the sheer matrivoltaire, exploring her a wreck nipple. She rubbed it roughly, intensifying the sensations inside her pussy. Mark's eyes watched her fingers move with a new intensity, almost obsessed with watching Mary She touched herself, grinning, he held up his hand, inviting her to join him. The sound of Mary's hills echoed across the stage as she moved to take his hand. And as their fingers connected, he simply said, on your knees. Mary crouched in front of him, Mark's fingers slid through her hair, brushing her hair back from her face. He said, I want to watch your pretty eyes.

as you take me in your mouth. Mary tried to wrap her fingers around the extent of his swollen girth, gripping his trembling shaft. She kissed up and down his length. Her fingers finding his tightening balls. She rubbed them gently. Extending one finger behind them. She massaged between his thighs.

The intense strobing in his cock grew as her lips caressed back up his length. Slowly, her lips kissed at the tip of him, her tongue dancing across his slit. Mark's hips raised in appreciation, his cock edging between her lips, circling his cockhead with her tongue, his body tensed at the sensations, moving through him. His eyes glows despite the gloom, echoing the pleasure that was flooding through his body, parting her lips. She slid her mouth down his shaft.

Her tongue enticing his cock deeper. Mark's eyes shone with a brilliance as his tip threatened her throat. Slowly, Mary dragged her mouth back up his shaft. The edge of her teeth are setting every nerve alight in his entire length. Loudly, Mark fumbled with his phone. The vibrations exploding along Mary's clit. Her moans of pleasure vibrating along his length. Mark's fingers pulled on her hair, his cock pushing deeper, more urgently.

Struggling for breath, Mary gasped as his cock thrust in a determined rhythm, its full length sliding rapidly between her lips, watching him this close to coming, sped things up, the swirling sensation of an orgasm, already invading every cell in her body, clutched with need. Mark pulled out of her mouth and motioned for her to move up. Mary stood and kneeled across him, sliding her teddy to one side. She took his cock in her hand and guided him between her trembling lips. As she slid down his shaft, her sex massaging every delicious inch along him,

she couldn't help but moan loudly as his head pushed along that velvety spot, teasing a cascade of fireworks through her body, the sensation of the vibrator, pushing hard onto her clit as their pelvis is pressed against each other, sent her into a frenzied lust as she lifted her hips and then repeatedly impelled her needy pussy onto his length.

The vibrator crushing against her clit as wave after wave of sheer pleasure flooded her body, grasping his chest for support. Mary dragged her fingers nails across his nipples, pinching them between her fingers as she rode him wildly, forcing him to arch his back and thrust his cock even deeper. Mark's hand reached behind her and spanked her ass, sending that familiar sensation of stinging ecstasy through a whole body,

unable to control the pulsating wildfire, pushing through her. Mary's thighs tightened as she pushed down hard or along. his length, crying in pleasure as his nails dug into the cheeks of her ass, forcing his cock to the very end of her. Tears drifted unbidden down her cheeks as a surge of sensations caused through her. Mark pulled her closer. His eyes fixated on hers with a wild passion, burning behind them. As he growled, fuck Mary! Before her pussy flooded with warm streams of his come, her own body reacted so beautifully, so perfectly, as it clutched his pulsing cock, the sensation of his throbbing length, massaging her pussy to perfection as the waterfall of

her own orgasm cascaded down her body. The vibrator pulsed heavily against her throbbing clit, without mercy prolonging her orgasm, the potent mixture of marks still pulsing cock, deep inside her, and the vibrator massaging her, sent her body into spasms of torturous pleasure. Mark held her gaze for the longest moment, the feeling of the pleasure moving between them, creating a magical atmosphere. Suddenly he pushed his arms, up her thighs and lifted her roughly. Flipping her, he dropped her heavily onto the chair. Mary gasped loudly at the surprise before she could take her next breath.

Mark whipped off the vibrator and pushed her legs over his shoulders, his tongue flicking mercilessly at her still throbbing clit, sucking it between his teeth, dragging his teeth along it. Mary's body convulsed in response, lightning shot through every nerve as she twisted in a torrent of pleasure. One of his hands pushed quickly up her stomach and pressed on her breasts, holding her still against a chair as he thrust three fingers of his free hand into her sex. His fingers dancing over that spot, teasing it, tormenting it, extending her orgasm to the point Mary thought she might faint. Not heeding her cries for mercy, Mark's tongue continued to whip viciously at her clit,

pushing the throbbing far beyond her pussy. She could feel it in her throat, reaching down with her hands, she grasped at his hair, pulling it into tight balls as she tried to maintain some sanity. Fuck this was too much. Wave after wave of her orgasm assaulted her body. Mary's legs wrapped tightly around Mark's head as she begged him to stop. Despite the extreme intensity of his mouth on a raking pussy, Mary's hips raised against his mouth. His stubble pushed at her lips as his tongue continued to torture her desire still further. Every inch of her body was on fire with its infernal pleasure, and yet still he pushed her further, gasping for air,

the sensation of Mark's tongue, pressing between her folds, sucking at their juices, his free hand exploring her ass, before sliding two long fingers inside, massaging. Thrusting, Mary's whole body exploded in orgasm at this relentless onslaught. The pleasure spiraling through her was like a wildfire, opening her eyes wide, the gloom of the room, lit up in a veil of twinkling starlight, as her pleasure burnt across her pussy.

She trembled violently as his tongue slowed, his beautiful eyes, looking up at her over her mound. His eyes twinkling mischievously Before kissing slowly up her body Every touch of his warm lips releasing another cascade of pleasure Their mutual satisfaction lingered on his breath As he held her gaze Their warm breaths mixing

As their lips brushed The warm taste of their satisfaction drifting between their mouths as their tongue embraced with slow and deep affection. Their warm juices moving between each other's mouths, pressing harder against each other, Mary felt the warm caress of the gum, mixing so perfectly as it slid down her throat.

After the longest moment, their kisses softened, loving, becoming more tender, as the taste of ecstasy moved between them, truly melting into each other. Leaning back, she held Mark's gaze. The glistening of their orgasm sparkled on its chin. Kissing it gently from his skin, she cickled. Sir, did I get the job? That's more, he replied. You have some very hidden talents there. Somewhere in the distance, the sound of applause. invaded their euphoric bubble.

Shit, Matt moaned. We better get dressed. Sounds like Ronald is just finishing. In the dim light, they could only hope they dress correctly before they slipped back into the main hall. As he applause died, Mark stood in front of his chair,

his hands on the table, supporting him as his knees threatened to buckle. Thank you, Ronald. Another riveting speech. he said without a hint of the intended sarcasm. Now, Louise Kitchen will talk about her work with deprived children, he said, sounding relieved as he lowered himself back into his chair. Mary tried to stand still, but her legs quivered as the afterglow permeated every cell of her body.

Somewhere at the end of the table, a hand raised into the air. Slowly, with very controlled movements, Mary walked to the end of the table with a bottle of wine. As she bent to fill the empty glass, the warm caress of their mix come, kissed down her thighs, escaping that beautiful teddy. Mary smiled a little wider at the sensation, their secret hidden to wall. She looked up at the curtains, and her pussy clutched a little at the memory, edged into her mouth. So next week we have a new story. Yes.

Toying what to do with you. Toying what to do with you next week. But I'm going to surprise you. So if you have any Valentine's messages, this is the first I'll read. I will. I will read them out if you send them in. Or if you have a fantasy,

why not email it into me at Devlinwildesires.com. So until next week, and always with your pleasure in mind. This is Devlin Wilde. Wishing you salacious dreams.