Chapter 5: Rising Action (Lily's Turn)
When they awoke the next morning, they were still entangled in each other's arms, like two vines that had grown together over the years. Neither of them wanted to move as they breathed in the faint scent of each other, reluctantly realizing what had happened the night before.
"Morning," Emily whispered, her voice still groggy from sleep. Lily stirred gently, her eyelids fluttering open to meet Emily's gaze.
"Morning," she replied with a soft smile. "I... I don't regret last night, do you?" Emily's fingers tightened slightly on Lily's hip, reassuring her. "Not at all. It was... incredible. I've never felt so... alive." Lily blushed at Emily's words, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never been so open, so vulnerable with anyone before, and it was terrifying yet exhilarating all at once.
Emily leaned in, pressing her lips softly against Lily's. It was a slow, tender kiss, filled with promise and anticipation. When they pulled away, they were both breathless, their eyes locked onto each other's.
"So, today's the day," Lily said, her voice barely above a whisper. Emily nodded, her stomach fluttering with nerves and excitement. "Yep. Are you still going to go to his office alone?" Emily asked.
Lily's new fire blazed in her eyes, "Yes, I am. I've got to catch up after all, since you got a head start," she teased, her voice laced with a playful edge.
Emily chuckled, "Well, I wouldn't want you to feel left behind, now would I?"
Lily smirked, "Exactly. Besides, I want to see the look on his face when he realizes it's just me. I want to see if he's as shocked as I was when you told me about your little... encounter." Emily's eyes sparkled with mischief, "Oh, he'll be shocked alright. But I have a feeling he won't mind the surprise."
Lily grinned, her confidence growing with each passing moment. "I hope you're right."
Emily grinned, her heart swelling with pride at Lily's newfound confidence. "That's my girl. remember, life's too short to not go after what you want." Emily said, her voice filled with encouragement and admiration as she gave Lily a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder.
Lily took a deep breath, a newfound determination in her eyes. "You're right. I'm going to go for it. I'm going to cum all over his fucking fingers
. I'm going to be dripping wet and he's going to know exactly what he's done to me." Lily's voice was steady, her eyes sparkling with determination.
Emily grinned, biting her lip to suppress a laugh. "You're full of fire today, Lily."
Lily flared her nostrils, her voice laced with confidence. "You don't know the half of it, Emily."
Emily chuckled, "I can't wait to see this side of you in action."
Lily felt a warmth spread through her at Emily's words, grateful for her unwavering support. "Thanks, Emily. I'm glad I have you in my corner," Lily said, her voice softening as she looked into Emily's eyes. "I couldn't do this without you."
Emily smiled warmly, her thumb brushing against Lily's cheek. "You're strong, Lily. You can do anything you set your mind to. And I'll be here to support you every step of the way."
Lily leaned into the touch, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment. When she opened them again, she was filled with determination, her words flowing unmistakablely, "We should get ready. We've got a professor that we need to make harder than a brick wall."
Emily grinned, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "I like the way you think, Lily."
As they made their way to the communal bathroom, Lily's sauntered like a woman on a mission, Emily couldn't help but admire her newfound confidence.
Lily, who had always been so timid and reserved, was now walking with a confidence that bordered on cockiness. It was a stunning sight to behold. They showered together, their hands exploring each other's bodies, their mouths locked in passionate kisses. They didn't rush, taking their time to tease and tantalize each other. By the time they stepped out of the shower, they were both breathless and ready for more. But they knew they had to save some energy for the main event.
They dried each other off, their hands lingering on curves and dips, their breaths hitching at the slightest touch.
They each returned to their respective wardrobes, their minds already racing with the day's plans.
Lily felt a wave of disgust as she rifled through her baggy clothes, her newfound confidence clashing with her usual attire. She wanted to feel powerful, sexy, and in control. She wanted to feel like the woman she had become, not the shy, introverted girl she used to be. She wanted to wear something that would make Dr. Shaw's jaw drop, something that would make him realize that he had been missing out on something truly special.
"An entire closet...and nothing wear," Emily quipped, surveying Lily's drab wardrobe with a critical eye.
Lily's frustration was evident, her voice laced with a hint of despair, "I know, I know. This is all I have. I never really cared about what I wore before. But now...now I want to look like you, Emily. I want to feel confident, sexy, and in control."
Lily sighed, running her fingers through her damp curls in frustration.
Emily, ever the resourceful one, stepped to the side of her closet, "we're close enough to the same size, Lily. Why don't you borrow something of mine?"
Lily's eyes widened, "really? You wouldn't mind?"
Emily rolled her eyes, "of course not! We're in this together, remember? Besides, I get to reap the benefits of your newfound confidence too," she winked.
Lily felt a warmth spread through her at Emily's words, grateful for her unwavering support. "Okay, let's find something that'll make him drool," Lily said, her voice filled with determination.
The pair practically emptied Emily's closet onto the bed, a colorful array of fabrics and styles sprawled out before them.
Lily's eyes widened at the sight, her heart fluttering with excitement. She had never owned anything this daring, this...sexy.
"And here I thought I had a lot of clothes," Lily laughed, her fingers brushing against the soft fabrics.
Emily grinned, "I like to be prepared for any occasion. Now, let's find something that'll make you feel like a million bucks."
Emily's eyes scanned the mess of clothes on the bed, her fingers tapping thoughtfully on her chin. She picked up a deep red, form-fitting dress, holding it up against Lily's body. "Too much cleavage, don't want to give the game away too soon," she muttered, discarding it.
Next, she held up a black, knee-length skirt and a white silk blouse. "Classic, but not exciting enough," she said, shaking her head and tossing them aside.
Her eyes lit up as she held up a crop top, blood red red and dangerously high-cut, paired with a leather mini skirt that would hug Lily's curves like a second skin. "Now, this is what I'm talking about," Emily said, her eyes gleaming with approval.
Lily felt queasy looking at the outfit, her old insecurities bubbling to the surface. "I...I don't know, Emily. That's so...revealing."
Emily wasn't going to let Lily's hesitation deter her. She held the outfit up against Lily's body, her eyes scanning the length of her, imagining how the clothes would accentuate her curves.
Lily squirmed as Em held the clothes against her, her eyes flicking nervously between the outfit and her own reflection in the mirror.
Emily rolled her eyes, her patience wearing thin, the fire in Lily's eyes told her that she wanted this, but her old insecurities were holding her back.
Emily delicately placed the outfit on the bed, then turned to Lily, her eyes filled with determination.
Lily began heavily stammering, "I-I-I."
But Emily cut her off by balling up her fist and punching her in the sternum, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to shock Lily into silence.
"What the fuck, Emily?" Lily gasped, her eyes wide with surprise.
Emily crossed her arms, her expression stern. "Do you want this," Emily punctuated every syllable, "or not?"
Lily rubbed her chest, her eyes still wide from the unexpected punch, she stammered quiet as a mouse, "Y-Y-Yes." Lily felt the new blazing fire warring evenly with the ice-cold insecurity that had always been parked in her heart.
Emily punched her again, harder this time, "say it like you're a fucking woman! Say it like you mean it! Do you want this?!"
Lily's fire that had been burning with the intensity of a matchstick now felt like rocket fuel, igniting her senses and making her feel invincible.
Lily roared with power that genuinely surprised both her and Emily, "YES! I want this!'
Lily stood frozen for a moment, still reeling from the force of her own voice, covering her mouth in shock.
Emily pushed further, snidely snarling, "are you sure? Because it sure sounds like you're still hiding behind that scared little girl."
Emily's voice was harsh, pushing Lily to find that newfound strength within her.
Lily's eyes flashed with lust, the new fire raging so blindingly that all the ice-cold insecurity that had always been parked in her heart was now completely melted away.
It was as if a switch had been flipped, and Lily was no longer the quiet, introverted girl she once was. She was a woman on a mission, and she would stop at nothing to get what she wanted.
Lily held her head high, and uttered each syllable very carefully with immensely powerful authority, "I. Want. This."
Lily was practically huffing like a bull ready to charge, her eyes wild with determination.
Emily grinned, knowing she had finally melted away the last of Lily's insecurities. "There's my girl," she said, her voice filled with pride and admiration.
Lily's eyes locked onto Emily's, daring her to challenge her again. Emily smirked, impressed by Lily's fiery transformation.
"Well, it's about time you started acting like the badass I know you are," she said, her voice filled with pride.
Lily took a deep breath, her chest heaving with excitement and determination. "I mean it, Emily. I'm done playing it safe. I'm done being the good girl. I want him, and I'm going to have him."
Emily's grin widened, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "That's the spirit. You've got this, Lily. Now, try on the outfit, and let's see if it's worth the fight." Emily's voice was filled with excitement.
Lily snatched the clothes from the bed, her movements jerky with pent-up energy. She stripped off her robe, standing naked and unashamed in front of Emily, still huffing like a bull ready to charge.
She slipped on the crop top, the soft fabric caressing her skin like a lover's touch. She'd worn bikinis that covered more than this top, but somehow, this felt different. More daring. More...sexy.
The top just barely covered her breasts, the hem riding dangerously high on her ribs, leaving practically the entirety of her entire abs on display.
Emily quipped, "what, no bra? You naughty girl, Lily."
Lily looked down at her chest, the outline of her nipples visible through the thin fabric. She felt a thrill run through her as she realized that Dr. Shaw would be able to see everything, leaving nothing to the imagination. She bit her lip, suppressing a smile, and replied, "I guess I just want to make sure he gets the message."
Emily raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Well, well, well, look who's decided to join the party," she said, her eyes roaming over Lily's newly exposed midriff.
Lily began stepping into the leather mini skirt, her hands trembling slightly as she pulled it up over her hips.
Emily couldn't resist quipping again, "No panties either?! God, Lily, you're playing with fire," Emily said, her voice laced with amusement and excitement.
Lily replied, "I really, really want to make sure he gets the message." She said as she rode the sea of heat that was now coursing through her veins.
She pulled and prodded the skirt until it felt right, snug against her hips, hugging her curves like a glove.
The skirt felt like it covered less than the crop top, the hem sitting high on her thighs, leaving only a few inches of fabric between it and her most intimate parts. She could feel the cool air on her ass, and it sent a shiver down her spine.
Emily had to clench her mouth shut to keep from visibly drooling at the sight of Lily. She looked like a completely different person, her usually timid eyes now burning with desire and confidence.
"how do I look?" Lily asked, her voice steady and sure.
Emily's eyes traveled the length of Lily's body, taking in every curve, every line. She let out a low whistle, "I'm not gay, but if I was, I'd fuck you right now."
Lily blushed at the compliment, her heart swelling with pride. "I feel...powerful."
Emily grinned, "You look it too. Now, finishing touches. Here," she said, handing Lily a red lipstick. "Put this on. It'll make your lips look even more sinful."
Lily took the lipstick, twisting it up to reveal the deep, sultry shade. She leaned towards the mirror, her hand steady as she traced the color onto her lips. She blotted them together, leaving a perfect, inviting pout.
Her lips matched her shirt, a deep, seductive red that promised danger and delight. Emily nodded approvingly.
"Perfect. Now, let's get a move on. I don't want you to be late for your appointment with destiny," she said, a playful grin on her face. Lily took one last look at herself in the mirror, hardly recognizing the woman staring back at her. She looked...confident. Sexy. Powerful. She couldn't wait for Dr. Shaw to see her like this.
Emily held her hand to the door handle and hesitated, her voice barely above a whisper. "Are you sure you want to wear that to his lecture? Because if you walk around campus like that, every guy is going to be drooling after you."
Lily looked at herself in the mirror one last time, taking in her reflection. She had to admit, she looked good. Really good. She felt a surge of confidence coursing through her veins, "it's about fucking time I made heads turn," she said, her voice laced with newfound determination and a hint of defiance.
Emily chuckled, "turn heads? Lils, I'm pretty sure you're going to break some necks in that outfit."
Lily simply said, "good." Then, with a newfound swagger, she walked out of the room, leaving Emily gaping after her. The room felt suddenly empty without Lily's presence, the air thick with anticipation and the faint scent of her perfume.
Emily shook her head, a grin spreading across her face. "Well, I'll be damned. Lily Parker, you've certainly grown some... balls," she said to the empty room, chuckling to herself.
Lily turned around and asked, "you coming to lecture?"
Emily nodded, "Of course, I wouldn't miss this for the world. Besides, I want to see the look on his face when he sees you."
Lily grinned, "I can't wait to see it too. Let's go, I don't want to be late."
Emily caught back up to Lily, her eyes lingering on the sway of Lily's hips, the way the leather skirt hugged her ass. She couldn't believe this was the same Lily she had known for years. This was a whole new side of her best friend, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at what was to come.
Lily snapped her fingers and said, "I almost forgot," she said directly before turning to Emily.
Before Emily could even react, Lily gave Emily the most vicious hickey she could manage, right on her neck, a perfect mark of possession.
"What the fuck, Lily?" Emily exclaimed, a mix of moan and laughter escaping her lips as Lily's teeth grazed her neck. "Marking your territory?" she teased, rubbing the reddening spot.
Lily dead serious, "that was for the punches . Now, we're even."
Emily's jaw dropped, "you're joking, right?"
Lily smirked, "I never joke about payback, Emily." She said, her voice steady and serious.
Emily laughed, "well, I'll be damned. You really do have some bite to you now, don't you?"
Lily grinned, "keep up, bitch, or I'll leave you in the dust."
Emily's eyes widened at Lily's unexpected vulgarity, but she couldn't help but laugh, "Look at you, all grown up and ready to take on the world."
Lily held her head high, her eyes sparkling with determination. "Damn right. Now, let's go get this lecture over with. I've got a professor to seduce."
As they walked to the lecture hall, Lily felt like men were falling from the sky. She could feel their eyes on her, burning into her skin, and it sent a thrill of power coursing through her veins.
Emily, on the other hand, was having the time of her life. She loved seeing Lily like this, confident and untouchable. She couldn't help but laugh as they passed a group of guys who were practically salivating at the sight of Lily.
"You're causing quite the commotion, you know," Emily said, nodding towards the stunned faces of the students.
Lily glanced at them, a smirk playing on her lips. "Let them look. I've earned it," Lily replied, her voice steady and sure. She felt a sense of pride wash over her as she walked past the drooling students, her head held high.
Emily thought to herself, "This is the Lily I've always known was hiding beneath the surface."
As they walked, Emily noticed some of the guys getting unmistakablely hard. She chuckled and whispered to Lily, "Looks like some people are more than just admiring your confidence."
Lily glanced at the noticeable bulges in the guys' pants and smirked. "Well, who knew a little confidence would go such a long way?" she sassily whispered.
Emily met her sass with more sass of her own, "me, myself, I. I knew a little confidence would go such a long way."
Lily snorted, rolling her eyes playfully. "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot it was all you."
Emily poked her in the side, chuckling. "That's right, I'm the reason for all your newfound bravado, you're welcome."
Lily couldn't help but laugh, her nerves long gone, replaced with an untouchable confidence.
Lily continued to ignore the drooling savages, her gaze fixed ahead. But Emily saw the smug smile on her face, and it brought her a sense of joy knowing that Lily was finally embracing her own sexuality and power.
"Little Miss Perfect has a pair of balls after all."
Lily winked at her, "And you have a hickey."
Emily blushed, self-consciously touching the hickey Lily had left on her neck.
"Come on, we're almost there," Emily said, trying to shake off the sensation of Lily's lips on her skin.
As they reached the top of the staircase leading to the lecture hall, the hall was mostly empty as class hadn't started yet.
Emily said, "we've got our pick of the seats. We should head to the front so we can ogle him properly." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, making Lily chuckle.
Lily replied, "fuck yes we should." Sex practically oozed from her tone as they descended the stairs towards the front of the lecture hall.
Lily's hand brushed against Emily's, sending an electric shock of desire between them. Emily's eyes were wide with excitement as she turned to Lily, her lips curled in a daring smile. "I'll give him a show he'll never forget," Lily whispered, her voice husky and dripping with sensuality.
Emily grinned, her excitement building as she saw Lily's transformation. "Are you sure about this, Lils?"
With confidence, she nodded. "Hell yeah, I'm sure. I want him."
They sat down at the front row, their eyes locked on the stage, their minds one step ahead of reality.
Shaw was nowhere to be seen, which only heightened their anticipation.
The cold chair on the back of Lily's thighs sent a shiver down her spine.
Emily couldn't help but notice how Lily shifted in her seat, crossing and uncrossing her legs. The skirt rode up higher every time she did, revealing her very muscular, incredibly toned thighs.
"Like what you see?" Emily teased, not taking her eyes off the stage.
Lily blushed, caught in the act. "I can't help it. I've never been this...aroused before," she whispered.
Emily grinned devilishly, "That's what I like to hear." She glanced at Lily, taking in her flushed cheeks and heaving chest. "You're practically glowing," she said, her voice softer now.
Emily quipped, "You really are trying to seduce him, aren't you?" Lily looked at Emily, her hazel eyes gleaming with a wicked sparkle.
"Is it working?" she asked in a husky voice. Emily let out a low whistle, her eyes roaming over Lily's exposed skin.
"I'd say you're about 95% of the way there." Lily grinned, her cheeks flushed pink with excitement.
Emily tried to focus on the empty dais, but her eyes kept wandering to the writhing girl beside her. Their eyes met for a fleeting moment, and Emily's breath hitched as she saw the desire burning in Lily's gaze.
The minutes seemed to stretch on as the crowd began to fill in, the hushed whispers growing louder until the room was buzzing with anticipation for their charismatic professor.
Finally, Dr. Shaw strode into the room, his gray eyes sweeping over the sea of expectant faces until they fell on Lily. His eyes practically bugged out of his head as he took in her appearance.
The crop top clung to her like a second skin, revealing the curve of her breasts and the perfect toned stomach beneath. The leather skirt barely covered her thighs, leaving little to the imagination.
The whole class, including Emily, watched as Dr. Shaw visibly swallowed, his eyes never once leaving Lily's body.
Lily leaned back in her chair, luxuriating in the way his eyes devoured her. She couldn't help the smug smile that curled her lips as she crossed her legs, hiking the skirt up even higher.
Emily glanced over at Shaw, then back to Lily, her eyes wide with admiration. "Looks like you've caught yourself a man, tiger."
Lily whispered back, her voice trembling with excitement. "I'm gonna make sure he remembers me."
Shaw gulped like a Looney toons character, his gaze never leaving Lily as he took slow, deep breaths.
The rest of the class still buzzed unfazed, carrying on whatever conversations they had as if nothing was happening.
Shaw finally managed to tear his eyes away from Lily, his face flushed. He cleared his throat, adjusting his tie nervously.
Lily let her eyes now droop, her gaze slowly crawling down his body, taking in every inch of him. She lingered on his crotch, noticing the prominent bulge straining against his tailored pants.
Lily whispered to Emily, "I still can't believe that's him soft."
Emily let out a low chuckle, "Well, get ready for the real thing, because I guarantee you, he's going to be rock hard for you."
Dr. Shaw began his lecture, his voice steady despite the obvious turmoil within him. But Lily had no interest in engineering today. She was here for one thing, and one thing only.
She leaned back in her chair, her eyes locked onto Shaw's ass as he wrote on the whiteboard. She could imagine herself digging her nails into those firm cheeks, pulling him closer as he thrust into her.
Shaw turned back towards the audience for questions, his eyes once again finding Lily.
She didn't look away, her gaze unwavering as she slowly licked her lips. She saw his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed hard, his own lips parting slightly. "Any questions?" he asked, his voice rougher than usual.
Lily's heart pounded in her chest, her nipples hardening against the thin fabric of her top. She could feel the dampness between her legs, as she seized the moment. She uncrossed her legs, slowly spreading them wide open. Her leather skirt rode up, high enough to show her perfectly shaven pussy, glistening with anticipation.
Her heart pounded as she saw his breathing quicken, his nostrils flaring as he fought to keep his gaze on her face.
Lily recrossed her legs tightly, hiding the promised land from his view, but she knew that he had seen. She knew that she had his attention now, and she was going to make sure she kept it.
"Well, anyone else have any questions?" Shaw asked sharply, his eyes everywhere but the front row.
Shaw turned back to the board , his hands shaking as he continued writing.
Lily could hardly contain the thrill of power coursing through her veins. She'd never felt so in control, so recklessly bold. She glanced over at Emily, who winked and gave her a thumbs-up. Lily couldn't help but smile, feeling invincible.
Shaw turned back around again for more questions, trying to act normal, but Lily could see the struggle in his eyes.
His gaze flickered back to her, and she rewarded him by letting her legs fall open again, just a little, giving him a glimpse of her wet, glistening pussy.
She saw his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed hard, his face flushing red. He tried to speak, but it came out as a choked cough. The class tittered nervously, sensing the tension but not understanding its source.
Lily's heart raced with excitement. She felt alive, powerful. She had him right where she wanted him.
She leaned forward, sliding her hand up the inside of her thigh, slowly, torturously, far away from
her pussy, but close enough to make him believe she might touch herself. She could see his eyes darting from her face to her hand, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Anyone?" he asked again, his voice barely above a whisper.
Lily's hand reached the hem of her skirt, her fingers tracing the edge, teasingly.
Then it happened, unmistakablely as clear as day.
Shaw's cock twitched visibly inside his pants, not yet hardening, but certainly reacting to Lily's blatant display.
Lily's eyes widened in triumph, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum. She could feel the heat between her legs intensifying, her pussy throbbing with need. She saw Shaw's jaw clench, his eyes narrowing as he fought to maintain control.
Shaw turned back to the board, and Emily and Lily's eyes met. Emily couldn't help but fan herself dramatically, mouthing "holy shit" silently. Lily just smirked, licking her red lips again before mouthing, "greenlight."
Dr. Shaw's lecture was now reduced to a jumbled mess of words and diagrams on the board, his voice distant and distracted. She knew he was fighting a losing battle, and she reveled in it.
Shaw made a mistake, he turned for questions one last time, his eyes drawn to Lily like a moth to a flame.
Lily showed her under boob, her top riding up, exposing her creamy, soft skin. She saw his eyes widen, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. She knew she had him.
"Fuck," he muttered under his breath, his eyes locked onto her.
"any questions ?" he asked, his voice tight with restraint.
Lily smiled sweetly, her legs still splayed open, under boob still tantalizingly on display as she tweaked her nipple through the thin fabric of her top.
Shaw's bulge was now rapidly growing, his cock straining against his pants, threatening to rip through the fabric.
Lily couldn't believe it, Emily wasn't kidding. His bulge at the beginning of class was nothing compared to the raging hard-on he was sporting now. She could see the outline of his cock clearly, the head pressing against the fly of his pants.
Shaw turned back to the board, trying to hide his erection, but it was too late. Lily had seen it, and she knew he knew she had seen it.
Lily and Emily exchanged a look, and Emily nodded slightly, a wicked grin tugging at the corners of her mouth. She knew Lily was ready, and she wasn't going to stop her.
Shaw finished his lecture with a rushed summary, his voice hurried and his movements jerky. The class ended, and the students began to file out, chatting amongst themselves, oblivious to the tension that hung heavy in the air.
Lily stood up, pulling her skirt back into place, her heart pounding in her chest. She looked at Shaw, who was gathering his things, his hands shaking slightly. She could see the outline of his still-hard cock pressing against his pants, and it sent a fresh wave of desire coursing through her.
Emily sidled up to her, a wicked grin on her face. "You ready to seal the deal, tiger?"
Lily nodded, her eyes never leaving Shaw. "Fuck yeah, I am."
The last student left, and the door clicked shut behind them. Lily asked the professor, "Dr. Shaw, do you have office hours today?" Her voice was sweet, innocent, but her eyes held a wicked glint.
Shaw looked up from his papers, his eyes meeting hers. Then he looked at Emily, silently cussing her out for releasing the devil in Lily.
"Uh, yes, I do," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.
He watched as Lily sauntered towards him, her hips swaying sensuously in that tight leather skirt. His cock twitched in response, aching to be released from the confines of his pants.
Lily stopped in front of him, her eyes locked onto his. She reached out, her fingers tracing the lapel of his jacket. "I was hoping you could help me with something," she said, her voice a low purr.
Shaw gulped, his eyes flicking to Emily, who was leaning against the door, a smirk on her face.
"What kind of help do you need, Lily?" he asked, his voice hoarse.
Lily's fingers traced down his chest, pausing at the waistband of his pants. She could feel the heat radiating from him, the tension in his muscles. "I need help... understanding some complex concepts," she said, her voice dropping to a husky whisper.
Shaw's breath hitched as her fingers brushed against the bulge in his pants. He knew he should stop her, but his body refused to listen. "What kind of concepts?" he managed to ask, his voice barely a growl.
Lily smirked, her fingers tracing the length of his cock through his pants. "Bernoulli's Principals," she whispered, her eyes locked onto his.
Shaw glanced at Emily, who was now biting her lip, her eyes gleaming with excitement. Emily gave him an absolutely salacious wink, before turning and leaving the classroom, closing the door softly behind her. Lily and Shaw were now alone, the tension between them palpable.
"Well, Professor," Lily said, her voice dripping with sex, "are you going to help me understand these... complex concepts?"
He turned back to Lily, his resolve crumbling. Fuck it, he thought, I'm only human. "Well, Ms. Parker," he said, his voice low and rough, "I think I can help you with that."
He grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand away from his cock. "But not here," he added, his eyes darting towards the door. "My office."
Lily's heart pounded in her chest, her pussy throbbing with anticipation. "Lead the way, Professor," she said, her voice steady despite the turmoil within her.
Shaw gathered his things, his hands shaking slightly as he led her out of the lecture hall and down the dimly lit corridor towards his office.
Lily followed, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor, the sound echoing off the sterile walls.
Shaw opened the door to his office, afternoon sun streaming in through the window as they entered.
He closed the door with a thud, turning to face Lily. Her heart raced as she watched him lock the door, the double click echoing off the walls.
She could see the hunger in his eyes, the bulge in his pants growing stiffer.
Lily moved closer, her curves brushing up against his muscular frame. "Emily said, 'you won't fuck anyone in your office,'" Lily whispered in his ear. "Was she right?"
Shaw blazed a path towards her, his arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her against him. "Yeah, I won't," he whispered back, his breath warm against her ear.
Lily pouted, sticking her red lower lip out in a mock sulk. "Such a shame."
She ran her hands down his chest, feeling the hard lines of muscle beneath her fingers. His grip on her tightened, his fingers digging into her waist.
"yeah, it is," he said, his voice rough with desire.
In a mock sulk. "Such a shame,"she repeated, arching her back, pressing herself closer against him, her breasts rubbing against his powerful chest. His promise of denial only fueled her desire, making her feel Queen-like in her defiance.
"if you won't fuck me in your office, then why the fuck are we here?" Lily asked, her voice dripping with sex. She kissed his cheek, her lips tasting slightly salty against his skin.
He groaned in response, his hands tracing her body, grasping her ass and squeezing hard. "I saw your little exhibition today," he admitted, his voice thick with desire. "I can't stop thinking about it."
Lily let out a whimper, her hips pressing against him, feeling the length of his cock against her thigh, "good. It was meant for you," she breathed out.
"Fuck," Shaw said, his grip tightening on her ass. He pulled her even closer, grinding against her, his cock throbbing against her leather skirt.
"you didn't answer my question," Lily breathed in his ear, her words barely audible. She could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his breath hot and heavy against her cheek.
Shaw laced his voice with venom, "you know you made me hard as fucking rock, Lily. What the fuck were you thinking?"
She pulled back and looked into his eyes, her own eyes gleaming with mischief. "I was thinking," she said, her voice a low growl, "that I wanted to get your attention. And it worked."
Shaw stared back at her, his eyes blazing with desire and a hint of anger. "You're playing with fire, Lily," he warned.
Lily licked his ear lobe, her hips still grinding against him, "promise?" she asked, her voice dripping with sex.
He groaned, his fingers digging into her ass. "I swear to God, Lily, I will make you pay for this."
His words sent a shiver down her spine, her heart racing with anticipation.
"Oh, I hope you do," she said, her voice thick with desire, "but if you won't fuck in your office, then what exactly do you have in mind?"
Shaw's grip on her tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh.
"I'm going to make you cum harder than you've ever cum before," he promised, his voice rough with desire.
"Good," Lily replied, her voice eager with anticipation, "and?"
"And," Shaw continued, his hands tracing up her sides to cup her full breasts. He could feel the warmth of her through the thin fabric of her top, and he longed to touch her bare skin. "And you're going to take this fucking cock as I shove it down your throat," he whispered in her ear, his words husky with desire. He nipped at her earlobe, making her gasp with pleasure.
"Is that what you want, Lily? You want me to fuck your mouth until you're choking and gagging on my cock?" He asked as his fingers searched for, then pinched her rock-hard nipples through her top.
"Yes," Lily moaned, throwing her head back and exposing her throat. "Fuck yes, I want that."
Shaw couldn't wait any longer, his voice commanding and dangerous, "get on your fucking knees."
Lily didn't hesitate, lowering herself to the floor in front of him, her hands immediately going to his belt, undoing it and pulling just his pants down to his ankles, revealing the dark blob of his boxers, his cock straining against the fabric.
She pulled down his boxers as slowly as she could, her eyes never leaving his, her breath hitching as she took in the sight of his thick, veiny cock. It was even larger than she had imagined, stands proud and erect, oozing pre-cum.
Lily felt the brazen fire that guided her instantly extinguish. This wasn't just some run of the mill boyfriend dick, this was raw fucking power in her hands.
She'd never been more intimidated and desperate at the same time.
But Emily was right, Lily was ready for this. Lily relit the flame within herself, gripping the base of his shaft just faintly in one hand, her fingers unable to wrap completely around the thickness of him.
Shaw looked down with a way, way softer voice asked, "are you okay? You look terrified, we don't have to keep going if you don't want to."
The threat of stopping made Lily's relit fire practically explode out of her ears, Lily was going to own this dick.
She looked up at him with hunger in her eyes, "I want to," she said, her voice confident and steady.
"are you sure?" he asked, his voice a low growl, his eyes scanning her body anxiously.
"Fuck yeah, I'm sure," Lily replied, tightening her grip on him.
She leaned forward, sticking out her pink tongue, licking up the head of his cock slowly, savoring the saltiness of his pre-cum.
She broke contact and looked up at him through her lashes. "You wanted me to deep throat it, right?"
"you really don't have to," he began to say still anxious from earlier.
But she interrupted him, "I want to."
And with that, she opened her mouth wide and took the head of his cock inside.
She swirled her tongue around, teasing him before taking in more of him.
Inch by inch, she pushed down, her lips stretched wide, her eyes watering.
"fuck" he groaned, his fingers weaving through her hair.
Lily felt a sense of power surge through her. She gripped his hips, pulling him closer, forcing more of him down her throat.
Her lack of gag reflex was being tested to the fullest, and she reveled in it, rocking her head from side to side as she rocked his world.
She just barely passed the half way mark on Shaw's massive cock, and her eyes watered, tears streaming down her cheeks. She gritted her teeth, determined not to slow down, not to give him a reason to stop.
Lily thought to herself, "fuck it. I want this monstrous cock down my throat." She felt her pussy flood at the thought.
In one continuous motion, she took him to the hilt, his cock hitting the back of her throat.
Shaw roared, "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST," as she held herself there, his shuddering cock pulsing inside her mouth and against her tongue.
She pulled back, her mouth making a wet pop as his cock left her mouth. She took a deep breath, her cheeks red from the effort.
"any other sluts ever do that to you in here?" she asked in between gasps, her eyes watering.
"no, Miss Parker, you're the first," he nearly growled, his hips bucking even though she had relinquished him.
"good," she said as she looked up, a satisfied smile adorning her lips, just before taking him to the hilt again, her red lips staining the base of of his cock, proof that she had succeeded.
Lily stopped the sword swallowing act and decided to go by her own tried-and-true rhythm. She moved up and down with a steady speed, gripping his hips tightly as she sucked in her cheeks and hollowed out her mouth around his swollen shaft, bobbing up and down, taking him to three quarters of his cock's length.
"Fucking hell, Lily," Shaw groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair as she slid him deeper into her mouth and back out again. The feeling of her hot, wet mouth enveloping him was enough to drive him to the brink of insanity.
She looked up at him with heavy-lidded eyes as she sucked him off, the deep purple veins in his cock throbbing as she ran her tongue over them in long, slow licks.
Lily felt Shaw's breathing grow heavier as she sucked him.
His cock grew stiffer, signaling only one thing.
She latched her lips around the head again and swirled her tongue around, savoring the taste of his precum. While still stroking his rock-hard shaft, she added extra pressure while pumping up and down.
Her ministrations were working. She didn't realize how horny she was until now, rubbing her legs together slowly.
Shaw seemed to be right behind her as she felt his body shudder with pleasure. "Fuck, Lily!" His voice sounded strained.
Lily glanced up at him through her lashes, her mouth full of his cock. The moment his eyes locked to her's, that was it.
He was done for.
Lily couldn't help but feel a little smug as she watched him, his legs shaking slightly, as he absolutely dumped his load into her mouth.
The volume of his load left her almost struggling to swallow it all, a little dribbling from the side of her mouth. She quickly fixed it, swallowing his remaining load before pulling his cock out of her mouth with an audible pop.
Shaw was almost spent, slumping over, his hands on the desk, barely keeping himself upright.
Lily licked her lips slowly, savoring every last taste before standing up and leaning towards Shaw. "Enjoy that?" she whispered, her voice dripping with sex.
He groaned in response, his body still spent with exhaustion and pleasure. "Fuck, Lily," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Lily wasn't about to wait, "my turn," she said as she took off her crop top and leather skirt.
She laid on the couch, naked as the day she was born, her perfect body on full display for Shaw. He couldn't help but stare, drinking in every curve and bulge, every perfect round breast, every plump ass cheek, every smooth leg, and every wet, glistening slit.
Shaw was still gasping for air as he quipped, "what would you do if I left, right now?"
Lily was too horny to play games, "if you so much as touch the doorknob, I'll rip your balls off." she said with a venomous sneer, opening her legs further.
Shaw looked at her, his eyes glazed with pleasure, and sighed. "You wouldn't dare," he said, but there was no conviction in his voice.
Lily raised an eyebrow and gave him a playful smile, her hand snaking down to her pussy. She began to rub her clit in steady circles, her breathing growing labored as she watched him, her eyes challenging him. "Try me," she said, her voice low and sultry.
"mmm. Another day," Shaw croaked, barely able to contain his mirth before collapsing down next to Lily who was already on her back, naked as the day she was born.
"now, you have to promise to keep quiet," Shaw warned, his eyes dark with desire.
She smirked, biting her lip. "I'll try, but I can't make any promises."
Her ovaries threatened to bust out of her stomach, ready to choke him if he even thought about leaving. But instead of doing that, he leaned down and captured a nipple in his mouth, his tongue flicking against the hardened peak.
Lily cried out, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he worshipped her breast, his fingers toying with her other nipple at the same time.
Shaw transferred his attention to her other breast, lapping and sucking until Lily was a writhing mess beneath him.
His tongue was like magic, igniting fireworks on her skin and sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body.
Shaw tried to match the dangerous energy Lily gave off, "what happened to the quiet and reserved Lily?" he teased as he licked his way down her torso, stopping to toy with her belly button before continuing onwards to her pussy. He did his best to sound like an intimidating lust filled sex god, but Lily was practically unhinged as sex, sweat, fire, and pent-up emotions burst into flames around them.
Lily felt her feminine power practically make her snarl as she gripped the sheets with white-knuckled need, "the old Lily sat on the sidelines, just watching, just waiting for life to pass her by," her voice rough and raw, "that bitch is dead. New Lily, well, she's had enough of watching."
Spittle flew from her mouth as she continued, "New Lily is all fire and fury, demanding to be felt, demanding to be seen, demanding to be touched, and demanding to feel."
"now, are you going to eat my pussy like a starved man, or are you going to keep making me talk?" Lily practically roared with hunger.
Shaw was taken aback by her sudden change of tone. Before he could respond, she gripped him painfully by the chin, a determined look in her eyes.
"if you don't eat me out, right the fuck now, I swear to God, I will end you." She was practically baring her teeth, her eyes wild like she was half crazed with lust.
Shaw could see the fire in her eyes, burning brighter than ever.
He was completely taken aback by her sudden change, and in awe of this new Lily.
He was sold on her change but hell. He wanted to dominate her like he did before.
But the ravenous beast that was Lily didn't have time for games.
She pulled Shaw down, his face landing right between her legs. The scent of her arousal hit his nostrils, and he couldn't help but groan with hunger.
"choose wisely," Lily warned, before releasing her grip on his chin.
Shaw smiled, the wider his smile, the closer Lily got to pulling him to her needy slit, "I always do," he whispered before taking a long, hard lick at her sopping pussy.
Lily shot away from his tongue, her back climbing up the couch making him stop for a moment, "WHOA!" she said, her chest heaving.
"oh no you don't. Get the fuck back here," he growled, gripping her thighs tightly and pulling her back down towards his hungry mouth.
Lily squealed as his tongue made contact with her clit again, the sensation almost too much to handle. She arched her back, the couch groaning beneath her as Shaw expertly worked his magic on her most sensitive spot.
She cried out, the sound muffled by the cushions underneath her head. "Fuck! Oh my god, yes!" she moaned, her fingers tearing through his hair as she ground herself against his face.
Shaw was determined to set a record for how fast he could make a woman cum, his tongue swirling around her clit with wild abandon. He sucked and licked, his fingers slipping inside her wet pussy, curling up to stroke that magic spot deep within her.
Lily's breath caught in her throat as Shaw's fingers found that elusive spot, her body trembling with pleasure. She was so fucking close, teetering on the edge of pure ecstasy. "Don't you dare stop," she growled, pushing herself even harder against him.
Lily writhed and shook under him, her fingers dug into his scalp, nails leaving crescent moon imprints in his flesh.
Shaw didn't care, he was on pace to give Lily the most intense orgasm of her life, and in record time.
He pressed down on that spot inside of her, his tongue flicking against her swollen clit in rapid succession.
He doubled down on his efforts, fucking her with his fingers as he sucked and licked at her clit.
Lily's breathing grew more erratic, her body stiffening as she felt the orgasm building within her, threatening to tear her apart.
"Oh fuck, Shaw," she breathed, her head rolling from side to side, her hips pinned against his face by his hands.
He responded by increasing the pressure on her clit, his fingers probing her slick pussy in time with the flicks of his tongue.
Her orgasm hit like a tidal wave, pulsing through her entire body, causing her to shake and twist against his mouth.
Shaw clamped his hand over her mouth in the nick of time, muffling her cries as she came on his face.
Her body was wracked with pleasure, her hips bucking uncontrollably against his mouth.
Shaw held on tight, his fingers fucking her gently, milking every last ounce of pleasure from her.
Lily collapsed back onto the couch, spent and trembling, panting for breath.
Shaw sat up, wiping his mouth and chin with the back of his hand, a smug smile on his face, "new personal best," he boasted as he looked at her.
Lily's entire body was still a quivering mess, but she managed to summon the energy to flip him the bird. "fuck off," she croaked, her throat sore from her cries of pleasure.
Lily's hazel eyes met his bright blue ones, a mischievous glint in her gaze, "give me another," Lily ordered, her voice raw and hoarse from her orgasm.
Shaw's eyes widened in surprise, "Emily would kill me if she knew I did that," he said, half joking and half not.
Lily laughed, her eyes twinkling with mischief, "good, let her come looking for you then," she teased, her hand pushing his head back down towards her still trembling pussy.
Shaw felt a thrill run through him at the challenge in her voice, "you're lucky I like you," he said, his breath warm against her inner thighs.
He began trying to beat the record he had just set for himself, and with Lily still hypersensitive from her first orgasm, it wasn't going to be easy.
Lily bucked violently, every muscle twitching or clenching as they tried to pull her away from his expert mouth.
Her breath came out in mewling gasps, a wet trail of drool tricking down her chin.
Shaw had to steady her with one hand while the other worked her pussy, fingers plunged deep into its slick embrace.
He was ready to push her limits, to give her another hard-earned, blissfully intense peak.
Shaw resumed his assault on Lily's clit with the full strength and focus of a man who knew he could break his record and provide his lover with world-altering satisfaction.
Lily found a pillow to bite down on, the sensation of Shaw's strong tongue on her clit was becoming almost too overwhelming. She threaded her fingers through his hair, her knuckles white as she gripped him with all her might. Her breathing was erratic and high-pitched, and she could feel a second orgasm building deep within her core.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she yelled into the pillow as Shaw continued his relentless attack, her thighs pressed firmly against his shoulders as she rode the wave of pleasure he was creating.
She bit the pillow, her teeth tearing into the threadbare fabric, as a powerful orgasm tore through her, even more intense than the first.
Her muscles clenched around his fingers, pulling them deeper inside of her as she rode it out, her body shuddering against his mouth.
Shaw held on tight, his fingers still moving inside of her, dragging out every ounce of pleasure he could.
Lily's whole body went numb, the force of her orgasm smashing into her like a wrecking ball.
She felt Shaw pull back, his fingers slipping from her pussy as he let her down gently onto the couch.
Lily was spent, her whole body still quivering from the aftershocks of her second orgasm.
Shaw took a few moments to compose himself, taking deep breaths as he tried to steady his own racing heart. He looked down at Lily, her hazel eyes glazed with pleasure, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath.
He could tell she was utterly satisfied, a small, sated smile playing at the corners of her lips.
He had never seen her like this before, so relaxed and open, free from the restraints she normally put on herself.
Lily had never felt more like a woman than she did at that moment.
Shaw was still recovering from the incredible orgasms he gave Lily, but his cock had other ideas. He had never been so hard in his life. But he held off, savoring the sight of this beautiful woman lying beneath him, her perfect breasts huffing in the air, her hips swaying gently as he moved his body over hers. Shaw ran a calloused hand over Lily's smooth stomach, feeling her tense with anticipation. He brushed her hair aside and kissed her sweetly, fiercely, savoring her soft, wet lips. He transferred his attentions to her neck, nibbling and sucking at her tender skin, tracing the curve of her jawline with his tongue.
"Emily is going to be so upset when she finds out about this," Shaw groaned as he continued to explore Lily's body with his mouth.
Lily looked up at him through her eyelashes, "I guess I'll have to make it up to her somehow," she purred, her body squirming and writhing beneath his fingers.
Shaw paused at the implication of her words, but Lily pressed on, her fingers tracing the hard line of his jaw.
"It's only fair since I got to have all the fun," she whispered.
He grinned down at her, "I can think of a few ways you could make it up to her."
Shaw hissed in pleasure, his hips bucking forward unconsciously, "when I tell Em how you came in my mouth, I'll just have to eat her out as vicious as you ate me out," Lily's tone was surprisingly playful given the situation, but Shaw could detect a hint of excitement lacing her words.
"I'll have her panting in no time, just like you had me, screaming and writhing on the couch." Lily's voice was sultry, bordering on dirty. "You have no idea how long I've fantasized about this, Shaw."
The clock on the wall chimed, marking the end of office hours.
Shaw gulped like a Looney toons character, breaking eye contact with a flustered Lily.
He was rocking some wood big time from the talk, his thoughts filled with filthy images of Emily and Lily entwined together, writhing and moaning in pleasure.
Lily watched Shaw struggle with the sight of his hard-on. She smirked, a glimmer of naughtiness sparking in her hazel eyes.
"that's the end of office hours, right?" she asked coyly, arching an eyebrow.
"yes, the clock just struck three," Shaw replied, his tone hesitant.
"are we done?" Lily asked fully dripping with innuendo.
"yes, we're done," Shaw practically panted, his eyes glued to steel rod that pointed at the carpet.
Lily watched him, her eyebrows raised in amusement, before she sat up on the couch, her perky breasts jiggling as she moved.
She reached out and placed a hand on Shaw's chest, feeling his racing heart. "That doesn't have to be the end of our little adventure," she whispered in his ear.
Shaw felt his heart skip a beat, his eyes snapping up to meet Lily's seductive gaze, "yes it does," he rasped, his voice low and gruff, "I...I can't," he paused, trying to find the words to express the turbulence of emotions coursing through his being.
Lily's lips lifted in a knowing smile, "you're going to tell me no, Shaw," she cooed, her fingers traced the outline of his jaw, her nails leaving shallow wounds from her grip.
He stared at her, his brow furrowing as he tried to sort out his feelings, "I can't," he repeated, more insistently this time.
Lily's playful smile turned into a sneer, "oh, you can't?" she purred, her fingers trailing down his chest, tracing the muscles of his abs.
Shaw clenched his jaw, his hands fisting catching hers before she went lower. "No, I can't," he snapped.
Lily stuck her bottom red lip out in a pout, "why not?" she whined, a childlike whine in her voice.
Shaw gritted his teeth, "because I. Can't."
Lily admitted defeat, her shoulders slumping slightly as she pulled away from Shaw. "Alright, we're done here."
But as she stood up to get dressed, Shaw's voice stopped her, "I never said I didn't want to."
Lily turned around, her eyes narrowing in curiosity. "What?"
Shaw met her gaze, his Blue eyes intense and fiery. "I said I can't. Because if we keep going, I'm not sure I'll be able to stop."
Lily's heart skipped a beat at the implication of his words, "it's fine. I'll just punish Emily later," she said, her voice teasing as she moved closer to Shaw, her curves brushing against his hard chest.
Shaw's eyes darkened with desire, "you're such a tease," he growled, his fingers flexing on her hips as he pulled her close.
Lily's breath hitched as she felt his hard length pressing against her stomach, "does it look like I'm teasing?" she whispered, reaching down to stroke him through his pants.
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