Just an Itch

Yes, Professor

Warning: extreme sexual content. NSFW

A twenty minute car ride never seemed to take a long time according to Hermione until she was sitting passenger to a very sexy older woman who decided to take the entire ride to tell her exactly every way she was planning to make her come undone when they got back to her house. Bella made sure that no details were spared and she was very specific in her descriptions. Hermione was certain she was going to cum from the sound of her professor's voice alone. She had never had someone speak to her so explicitly before and she was dripping. "Please? I'm absolutely throbbing. Can I touch myself?" Hermione looked at her date with pleading eyes and asked when they were about half way home. Bella laughed, a deep throaty laugh that almost seemed to be mocking her. Her only response, "absolutely not. Nobody gets to make you cum besides me, pet. That little masturbating stunt you pulled the other night, you should be punished for it but I've decided to let it slide. Now be a good girl and listen to your professor." From that moment on Hermione sat quietly, getting wetter by the minute only responding, "yes professor and no professor," until they finally made it back to Bella's cottage.

"Come on," Bella smirked when they pulled up out back, "don't get all shy on me now, pet." She rounded the car and opened the door for her date. Once Hermione exited the car, Bella spun her around and pressed her back against the side of the Jeep. The older woman immediately attacked her throat with a line of soft bites sweeping from below her ear across her left collarbone while pressing her thigh in between Hermione's legs. A sigh of relief escaped the brunette's mouth as she rocked her hips against her professor's firm thigh. Another throaty chuckle came from Bella as her hands grabbed Hermione's hips, slowing them to a stop. "Now, now, pet," she pulled back and nipped at her lower lip, "you can't possibly think I'd let you cum so soon, out here in the yard, against the Jeep where anyone could be watching. You are a desperate little thing aren't you," she kissed her soft and slow, the brunette whimpering from the sickeningly sweet kiss. "Come on," she squeezed Hermione's ass and grabbed her hand, pulling her along behind her as they made their way inside. When the brunette stopped to look around the living room, Bella picked the girl up over her shoulder and carried her to the bedroom, tossing her onto the middle of the bed, "fuck first, tour later," she set her with a look that told her to stay put. Hermione was left in the middle of the bed when Bella disappeared into an adjoining room that Hermione surmised to either be a bathroom or a walk-in closet. She was nervous and excited but mostly horny as hell and if Bella didn't return soon, fuck her rules, she was going to start pleasuring herself. "I hope you are being good out there," she heard from the other room.

Hermione groaned, she wasn't going to last long at this rate. "Are you coming to fuck..." her sentence was cut off when Bella emerged from the closet. Hermione's mouth went dry, all her spare liquid rushing between her thighs. The older woman came out wearing a black lacy corset that barely contained her breasts, a lacy black thong that was merely a formality than a piece of cloth, black sheer stockings that were connected to garter belts and black heels. "Uh," was the most eloquent thing her brain could comprehend at that moment. She short circuited.

Bella smirked and slowly sauntered over to the bed, never breaking eye contact. "See something you like?" Hermione visibly swallowed and nodded, "no, use your words."

"Yes, Professor," she all but moaned. She was scooting back to sit with her back against the headboard when her Professor crawled onto the bed, kneeling beside her.

"That's a good girl," she said as she grabbed hold of her chin and turned her head, licking up her throat to her ear before whispering, "have you ruined your jumpsuit yet?" She let go of her jaw and trailed her hand down Hermione's body, cupping her sex firmly. Bella groaned but kept her composure. "Absolutely. Fucking. Drenched." She accentuated each word. When Hermione started rolling her hips to press herself harder into Bella's hand she pulled it away, "desperate and needy. Just the way I want you," she bit her ear lobe, "not desperate enough though are you?" She reached around to Hermione's other side and pulled down the zipper on her jumpsuit. "Are you?" She asked as she pinched an exposed nipple.