I’m 18, I’m in my second year at 6th form and it’s coming up to my final set of exams. I’ve applied to the best universities as my predicted grades are good but now I’m panicking I won’t make the cut and it’s all because of music. I have to do an exam on my chosen instrument which is fine, it’s the written analysis paper that I’m not looking forward to. So, each morning I get in to school early to cram in an hour in the library before lessons and then after school I have an extra lesson with my music teacher. He’s pretty young for a teacher, I’d say about thirty and he’s a nice guy, not to mention hot. He’s funny and laid back which helps to relax me, but not enough. For the last few weeks he’s been giving me a lift home afterwards, which is nice of him although I’m becoming increasingly convinced he has ulterior motives. Each afternoon I run in my house, shout hello, get changed and shout goodbye and leave again. I head to Sophie’s house to go over my work from the day with her. She’s a year older than me and is already at my university of choice studying the music course I’ve applied for so she’s the perfect person to help me out. Sophie is a lesbian and all she asks for in return of her expertise is that I make love to her. I don’t mind at all. She is beautiful! She’s 5 foot 9, long dark hair, emerald green eyes, devilish red lips, Yeşilköy escort 36B tits and a stunning womanly figure, not to mention her sweet full ass.I stand outside her house, smiling as I wait for her to answer the door. I check my reflection in the glass, my shoulder length light brown hair blowing in the wind and my blue eyes scrunched up to stop dirt blowing in them. Come on Sophie. Hurry up. I shift my bag to cover the front of my long loose fitting coat just in time.”Hi hun, come on in. Sorry I was so long! I was just… well, yeah, nevermind.” I smile at her rambling, in disbelief that she is embarrassed. “My dad is still out at work, but he’s grabbing takeout for us all on his way back!”Sophie’s mum had left the year before with some guy half her age and with half her brain cells. I’d met him and immediately realised what an ass he was, but her mum seemed taken with him. Sophie didn’t really seem to mind as they’d never gotten on too well. This meant it was just me and my private tutor, home alone.I follow Sophie into the dining room, watching her cute ass wiggle as she walks. I set my stuff down on the table and take my coat off. I grin as Sophie’s jaw visibly drops. She’d let me in on a little fantasy I thought I might fulfil for her. I watch as her eyes take in my now completely naked Yeşilyurt escort bayan form, from my pert E cup breasts, to my 8 inch black strap on dildo and back to my breasts, pausing in between, before her eyes eventually travel up to meet mine.”Fucking hell, Stash! Are you being serious?! What if my dad had been in?” “I’d have taken you upstairs and gagged you” I say as I pull a length of red silk out my pocket “…and don’t try and pretend you wouldn’t enjoy it either, you little slut. It’d make you so much wetter wouldn’t it? Me fucking you when you’re liable to getting caught and unable to talk? That’d make you cum in no time.”She smiles at me as I walk towards her, my strap on bobbing in time with my paces. I stand in front of her and slip her vest top over her shoulders to her waist, then pull it to her ankles along with her skirt in one fluid movement. She raises her right leg to kick them away and I take the opportunity to bury my face between her thighs, my tongue tasting the remaining juices from her recent masturbation. “Your pussy is still wet, you little whore. This big cock of mine could slip straight in there, no problem. Would you like that, Sophie?”She nods “Yes Stasha!”I raise my hand behind her and bring it roughly down onto her ass, smiling as it smarts against her Escort Zeytinburnu skin and makes an incredibly pleasurable sound.”What did you just call me, you stupid little bitch?””I’m sorry, Mistress Anastasia. I was just so excited and I…””Shut up! That’s enough bullshit grovelling. I think, that you said it on purpose because you like your ass slapped. Am I right, Sophie? Are you a dirty girl who likes her ass spanked for being bad?” She doesn’t answer me, but the flush in her cheeks tells me all I need to know. “Now, sit down, spread your legs and finger that sweet juicy cunt for me.” Sophie flops backwards into a dining chair, her ass on the edge and her legs as far apart as they go. She traces her index and middle fingers lightly over her swollen pussy lips, teasing herself. Looking into my eyes, she smiles seductively and deftly parts her lips, revealing her moist pink pussy. Her fingers glide over inner lips, up towards her clit. She pulls her hood back to expose her throbbing purple button and circles it gently with her index finger, moaning as she brings herself pleasure. I slip my own hand down to cup my pussy and start to slowly rub myself. Sophie smiles, knowing she has me turned on seems to spur her on as she brings her heels up onto the edge of the chair and introduces a long finger into her tight tunnel, her chest heaving as she does. Soon another finger joins it and she begins to fuck her cunt, picking up the speed of her clit rubbing. “Okay, okay. That’s enough, slut. We can’t have you making yourself cum can we? What would I do then?” “Yes Mistress, of course. I’m sorry.” “Now come here and make yourself useful.