Student Gets A Lucky Surprise Handjob From Hot Blonde Tutor CFNM

The Student Gets a Lucky Surprise Handjob From a Hot Blonde Tutor in a CFNM Setting

In the sprawling university campus, tucked away in a quieter corner, was a small study room. Here, students would often find themselves tutored by some of the most luscious of ladies who offered a unique CFNM (Clothing-Free-Not Masturbating) approach to teaching. Little did students know what awaited them under this unconventional guise.

On this particular day, a young, strapping lad named Marcus walked into the study room. He was struggling with his accounting assignment and was desperate for help. The door swung open, and there stood his tutor – a stunning blonde bombshell named Sandra. Her long, golden locks cascaded over her shoulders, and her piercing blue eyes seemed to sparkle with mischief. She wore a tight sweater that accentuated her ample bosom, and a tiny skirt that hugged her pert derriere.

Marcus gulped, suddenly feeling twelve inches shorter than his normal six-foot stature. His heart raced as he took in her voluptuous figure, and he tried to compose himself.

Sandra greeted him with a sultry smile. “Ready for our little session, Marcus?” She purred, her voice dripping with innuendo.

Marcus nodded, his mouth unable to formulate words. He followed her into the room, his eyes glued to the gentle sway of her hips as she walked. He sat down at the table, feeling his pants suddenly grow tighter.

As Sandra began explaining the complex equations, she slowly began unbuttoning her sweater. “You see, Marcus, it’s all about understanding the fundamentals.” She unzipped her skirt and let it pool at her feet, revealing a lacy black thong. “Every button you unwrap brings you one step closer to the answer.”

Marcus watched in awe as Sandra slipped out of her top, her huge, perky tits bouncing free. Her huge, puffy nipples were already erect, begging to be sucked. She then lowered her thong, revealing her neatly trimmed pussy.

“Stand up, Marcus.” Sandra commanded, her voice thick with desire. She pulled him closer, her hot breath tickling his ear. “Let me show you how to solve this equation.”

Marcus felt his hardness pressing against his zipper. He obeyed her, his hands shaking with anticipation. Sandra unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants, his massive, throbbing cock springing free. She wrapped her small hand around his shaft, and began stroking it slowly.

“That’s it, Marcus,” she whispered, her fingers gliding up and down his length. “Focus on the sensation. Understand the rhythm.”

Marcus groaned, his hips bucking into her touch. Her hand was so soft and warm, her movements precise and calculated. She rubbed the tip of his cock, spreading the pre-cum that was dribbling out. Her other hand cupped and squeezed his heavy balls, making him see stars.

Sandra pumped her hand faster, her grip tightening. “Almost there, Marcus,” she coaxed, her thumb rubbing circles on his sensitive cockhead. “Just let it all go.”

Marcus felt his orgasm building, his body tensing. “I’m gonna…I’m gonna cum!” He warned, his voice strained.

Sandra smiled, guiding his cock towards her mouth. “Do it, Marcus,” she encouraged. “Cum for your tutor.”

With a shout, Marcus exploded, his hot, sticky seed shooting out in thick ropes. Sandra aimed his cock towards her huge tits, letting his cum paint her creamy skin. She milked him dry, her hand still working his shaft as he shuddered and gasped.

Finally, Marcus collapsed back into his chair, his legs weak. Sandra smiled at him, licking a drop of his cum from her finger. “Well done, Marcus,” she praised, cleaning up her chest with a tissue. “I think you’ve mastered today’s lesson.”

Marcus grinned, his heart still racing. He couldn’t believe what had just happened, but he knew one thing for sure – he would definitely be back for next week’s tutorial.