Older teacher have lesbian sex with her blonde student in the office

The Office Seduction
by Taboo Tales

The click of high heels echoed through the empty office as the late workers filtered out, leaving behind nothing but silence and tension. In the far corner sat Samantha, a stunning blonde bombshell with curves that wouldn’t quit. Her sleeveless yellow dress hugged her figure, highlighting ample assets ready to spill out at any moment. Fussing with papers on her desk, she awaited the arrival of her mentor, the infamous Ms. Morrison, the buxom older MILF that struck such fear in all the younger employees.

Loud clacking announced Ms. Morrison’s approach, her heels clicking on the gleaming floor in rapid succession. Samantha’s chest tightened as the older woman’s silhouette appeared in the doorway. Ms. Morrison was a vision of blonde-haired, blue-eyed perfection. Her dark red suit hugged broad, strong shoulders and impressive cleavage. With a swagger that said “I know exactly what I’m doing,” she strode over to Samantha’s desk.

“I think it’s time we had a little lesson,” Ms. Morrison said, her low, commanding voice sending electrifying tingles down Samantha’s spine.

Samantha gulped, her heart hammering. “Yes, ma’am, I’m ready to learn.”

A wicked smirk played at Ms. Morrison’s lips. She circled the desk like a cougar stalking its prey, her hair and long, crimson nails swaying in time with her movements. “Oh, I’m sure you are. Aren’t you a hungry little kitten? Ready to lap up everything I give you…”

Samantha’s face flamed red but she nodded eagerly. If Ms. Morrison wanted her to learn, she wouldn’t hesitate.

The older woman reached out to caress Samantha’s burning cheek, her fingers lightly grazing soft skin. Samantha shivered at the feather-light touch. “Let’s start with the basics then. Unbutton your blouse, pet. I want to see what you’ve been hiding from me.”

With shaking fingers, Samantha slid the topmost button of her dress free. The yellow material gaped open, revealing the creamy tops of her breasts squished into a black lace bra. Ms. Morrison’s eyes darkened with lust. “Very nice. Now, unfasten your bra and let it loose.”

Samantha took a deep breath, steeling herself as she reached back awkwardly to undo the clasp. The lacy garments fell away, freeing her large, milky breasts with rosy nipples. Ms. Morrison licked her lips, leaning in close to whisper in Samantha’s ear. “You have been holding out on me, haven’t you? I’m going to have to teach you a lesson for teasing me like this…”

The sultry tone sent liquid heat pulsing between Samantha’s thighs. She was so turned on, her panties dampening by the second. Ms. Morrison grabbed a handful of Samantha’s blonde hair, wrenching her head back. Samantha let out a little gasp, her eyes rolling back at the sharp tug.

With a husky chuckle, Ms. Morrison attacked Samantha’s throat, her mouth latched onto creamy flesh as she sucked a dark purple hickey. Samantha squirmed, her hands coming up to clutch at the older woman’s shoulders. Moans tumbled freely from her lips, echoing through the silent office. “Ssh, not so loud,” Ms. Morrison admonished, not really caring who heard. She wanted everyone to know how she was marking up her territory.

Eagerly, she latched onto a nipple, rolling the sensitive bud between her sharp teeth. Her hand grabbed the other breast, kneading the supple flesh. Samantha thrashed against her, electrocuted by ecstasy. “Take what you want,” she urged, her voice husky with need.

Ms. Morrison growled, hoisting Samantha up on her desk and knocking papers everywhere. She hiked up that tight yellow skirt and tore Samantha’s flimsy panties right off in one swift motion. Samantha whimpered, aching for more, more, more! “This is what happens to bad girls who tease their boss,” Ms. Morrison said, her voice a sexy purr. Two long fingers dipped between Samantha’s slick folds. She could feel how desperate the poor girl was with her clenching, velvety walls fluttering around her.

“Please,” Samantha whined, her chest heaving. She ground her hips against Ms. Morrison’s talented fingers, smearing sticky arousal everywhere. Ms. Morrison smirked, curling her digits deep inside that pounding heat. “Please what? Tell me what you want, you insolent brat.”

“Ahh, I need you!” Samantha wailed. She was so wound up, so fucking desperate…

With a wicked grin, Ms. Morrison captured Samantha’s mouth, shoving her tongue down the younger woman’s throat. She fucked Samantha hard with her fingers, pumping in and out, curling just right to hit her sweet spot. Samantha shook apart, feeling her orgasm building fast. She bit at Ms. Morrison’s kiss-bruised lips, gasping spittle between them.

Just like that, the blonde kitten shattered, her hoarse scream of pleasure eardrum piercing. Samantha jerked against the desk, her thighs clamping around Ms. Morrison’s plunging hand like a vice. Scalding liquid gushed out, soaking Ms. Morrison’s wrist. The older woman continued to pump, not letting her finish, riding her through the intense orgasm.

Cursing, Samantha collapsed back across her desk, sweaty and spent. Ms. Morrison looked so satisfied that she’d gotten her pupil off well. She swiped her fingers through the mess and licked them clean, savoring Samantha’s tang. “Wasn’t that a lovely lesson, pet? You’ll be a perfect little secretary in no time.”

Samantha nodded dumbly, her mind still in a sex-drunk daze. She couldn’t wait for her next session with Ms. Morrison. Working under such a demanding teacher had its perks…