Message-ID: <16953eli$9811061556@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: jkl983@aol.com (Jkl983) Subject: Education Alex (Ffm) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19981020004258.01102.00002590@ng134.aol.com> +------------------+ | Educational Alex | | (1st in a series)| +------------------+ NOTICE: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION CONCERNING CONSENSUAL SEX, BONDAGE, A DOMINANT WOMAN, A SUBMISSIVE MAN, AND A "NEWBIE" 18-YEAR OLD GIRL. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR OFFENDED BY THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL, STOP READING NOW. ------------------------------------------------------------------- One of my fantasies is about a woman at work named Alexandra, who goes by the name of Alex. She is very tall with an exceptionally long torso -- her legs are not that long, but she is 6 feet tall (with short heels) and she has a very long body. Her complexion is very fair and flawless. Her hair is straight down to her jawline, very thick, and pulled back with hair clips. Her shoulders are about as wide as her hips, so her body is very rectangular from the front or back, with extremely muscled calves and a ramrod-straight posture. Her eyes are brown, but intense and piercing. I fantasize about answering an anonymous personal, conversing over the system, and being told to wear a certain type of clothing and meet the woman at a bar after work. Alex looks at me strangely when I see her during the day, but I chalk it up to my overall anticipation / nervousness. I go to the bar at 5:30, get a booth, and order two drinks. Much to my surprise, Alex shows up around 5:45, and we chat. I am nervous, and tell her that I am waiting for someone. She says she knows -- it is her roommate, so drink up both drinks and follow her back to their apartment. I am shocked and embarassed, but she takes my arm as we leave the bar. In the apartment, she locks the door behind us. She tells me that the roommate has asked her to pick me up and prepare me. She leads me past a closed door where her roommate must be preparing herself, and into a bedroom where a collar, wrist shackles, and ankle cuffs are laid out. I am to stand straight as she fits the collar, the shackles, and cuffs. I am very hard and embarassed. She gives me a pair of handcuffs to put on and slips the keys, which are on a chain, around her neck. She tells me to strip, put the cuffs on behind my back, and wait on the bed until her roommate gets back. She leaves me in privacy and closes the door behind her. Of course, I obey. After 10 mins, I hear someone at the door. Alex comes in dressed in a business suit, but without a blouse. "By the way, I forgot to tell you that Mary moved out -- and now I live alone ..." ================================================================== "I forgot to tell you, Mary moved out -- and now I live alone." My mind was numb as the implications of Alex's simple statement came home to me. SHE was the one who lured me to the apartment. I always did have a crush on her, but I never knew that it would turn out like this. She must have known since she saw me in the hallway dressed as her instructions commanded for our after-work meeting. "Stand up" -- as I stood woodenly, she moved forward and attached a leash to my collar. I blushed immediately, and became very aware of my rod standing straight up and throwing off lots of heat. She turned away, opened the dresser drawer, and took out a pair of nipple clamps joined by a chain. "Stick out your chest" -- as commanded, I thrust our my chest as if I were in the Army (is THIS why they teach them to do that?). She quickly, and without any hint of gentleness, attached the clamps. "Come with me now" -- I thought she would lead me by the leash, but to my surprise she hooked one finger around the chain and led me by the nipples instead. i was no longer an "I", i was hers. She wanted to watch TV, and i thought it was funny that she took a picture off the wall. It did afford me the opportunity to admire her strong legs as she stretched up to take off the picture. The picture was held up by a Molly bolt in the wall -- a huge piece of hardware and far beyond anything necessary to hold a picture. My leash was pulled tight and hooked over the bolt so that i had to stand in one small area. She settled down to watch a rerun of "Melrose Place" -- it was on at 7:00, after the news. As Courtney Thorne-Smith cavorted over the screen in a sheer blouse and tight skirt, i stole a look at Alex. She was leaning on the couch eating ice cream, and the top of her business suit was leaning open so i could look down and see her breasts. They were smallish, especially for her wide shoulders, but they were topped by good nipples. i wondered if i would get a chance to taste them. i was not very discreet since she looked up and saw me sneaking my peak. "You are a bad boy -- trying to look down my dress!" she exclaimed. With that she stalked into the kitchen and returned with small wicker basket on a string. One end of the string when around my nipple chain and she returned to the kitchen. When she came back she had a large bunch of grapes which went into the basket, immediately pulling the chain tight and nearly tearing my nipples out. "If you are lucky I will be healthy and eat the grapes quickly -- but I don't much care for them, so it will probably take a long time ..." ========================================================= As the clock got closer to 9, Alex turned to me and informed me that her niece was coming over at 9 for some Algebra help. She was a natural Senior, 18 years old, but had never mastered Algebra and needed to pass it to get into college. Since i am good at Math, she released me and told me to get dressed and be ready to help. As i came out of the bedroom, there was a knock at the door. Alex answered it with a flourish, and ushered in her niece. Liz was blond, with hair down to her shoulders and with a soft curl. She was about 5'6", not classically beautiful, but you could tell that she was filling out and would be quite a beauty not too many years in the future. >From the looks at each other and Liz' giggle, i suspected that they had something in addition to Algebra on their minds. We started the homework, but Alex kept bringing the subject back to boys and sex. Liz was embarassed and inexperienced, but Alex told her i would help with that, too. Both Liz and i blushed. Alex thought that Liz was intimidated by my eye contact. She told Liz that boys were very simple once you knew how to control them. She came back from the other room with a blindfold and the collar i had left on the dresser. i saw a wild look on Liz' face just as Alex blindfolded me and the world went black. Alex had Liz put the collar on me and ordered me to stand back against the wall. My hands were again cuffed behind me, and i heard Alex urging Liz to check out my chest hair. Trembling hands unbuttoned my shirt and spread it wide. Slowly fingers played with my hair and gradually became more assertive. Alex gave a few lessons, leaning in herself (i could smell her perfume) to demonstrate how to stroke and twist a nipple. i decided to try to help Liz with some positive encouragement. My heartfelt "Thank you, Mistress Liz" was met with a sharp reproach from Alex. "She is not trained as a Mistress, yet -- you will address her only as 'Miss'." Obediantly, i replied "Thank you Mistress Alex -- and also Miss Liz." A giggle told me that this reply satisfied them both. Then the hands were at my belt, loosening it and letting my unbuttoned pants fall to my ankles with my undershorts. A gasp from Liz was met with a chuckle from Alex as she encouraged Liz to touch me "down there." Her hand was trembling in its explorations, but became steadier as time went on. Alex suggested that Liz needed a good treat as a reward for her studies. Alex directed her to open her own shirt, scolded her on the inconvenience of a back-hook bra, untied me from the wall, and directed me to kneel. After a stern warning whispered in my ear to be gentle, she had Liz lean over me so i could give her her first nipple sucking. She pulled away the first few times, but soon learned how to lean in and let me lick and suck. i could feel Liz' nipple get hard and pointed, and i got several good moans as a reward for my effort. Liz was then sent home with her aunt's warm wishes and the promise that she could come back to study more some time in the future. my eyes blinked as the blindfold was removed and i thought that i could still smell Liz' perfume mixed in with Alex's. ============================================================== Alex stopped by my office and told me to come over Wednesday afternoon. It was Spring Break week and many of the people with children had taken the week off, so the office was slow. She had been talking with her neice Liz and decided that they had a use for me again. Apparently Liz had enjoyed the brief anatomy lesson Alex had given her with me, and wanted more. All Alex would tell me is that Liz, for some reason, had enjoyed me, and wanted to use me again. She, herself, was not sure why -- i was not the best slave SHE had ever had, but i was Liz' first, so maybe that explained it. At Alex's apartment, i stripped and knelt for her attention. i was quickly wearing a collar, wrist and ankle cuffs, and her favorite nipple clamps connected by a chain. She cuffed by wrists behind my back and had me sit on the floor blindfolded while she caught up on her tape of "The Young and The Restless" in the VCR. The doorbell rang suddenly, and i recognized Liz' perky young voice. i heard Alex take her coat and reassure her that, yes, i was ready and waiting for her. i strained to hear as their voices dropped to a whisper, but Alex laughed and told her not to be embarassed about commanding me to do anything that interested her -- better that she learn about these things now rather than from some inexperienced teenager in the back of a car. After more whispers, she complemented Liz on her desire and assured her that i would be able to fulfill her needs. i heard them walk over to my corner and remove the blindfold. Blinking away the sudden light, i saw Liz. She was taking a special elective for gifted English students over the break and must have come straight from the bus stop since she was still dressed in her uniform: white blouse, plaid skirt, and knee socks. Her hair was held back in a combination French braid and ponytail by a large white plastic clip with teeth. Attaching a leash to the chain between my nipples, Alex commanded me to heel, and i followed her back to the spare bedroom as Liz followed. At her command i climbed up on the bed and was tied spread-eagle on my back to the heavy wood head- and footboards. Liz remarked on my throbbing cock, but Alex told her not to worry about that -- my job was to satisfy her, not the other way around. To warm things up, Alex unbuttoned Liz' white blouse. To her satisfaction she found that Liz had followed her advice and gotten a front-hook bra. Letting the blouse hang open, she opened the bra and brought her over to the bed so that i could suck her nipples. Liz remembered this from last time, and again moaned with pleasure, but as i eagerly sucked, i wondered what new areas Liz wanted me for today ... ============================================================= i laid on my back, arms stretched wide and tied to the posts of the wood bed. The leather cuffs around my ankles pulled at the skin -- they were tied tightly to the foot of the bed so that my body was stretched tight. The chain of the nipple clamps lay on my chest, but the leash had slid off to my right side. i could feel the weight of it pulling gently on the nipple clamps, particularly on the right side. Above me, Liz was moving her nipples back and forth across my wet lips. i was suckling each of them in turn eagerly, but mixing it up with kisses and wet, sloppy licks to ensure she was getting the full effect. Based on her breathing and the occasional glipses of her face, i was succeeding in my assignment. Eventually Alex reached over and took her by the shoulders. Alex was a tall and thin woman with an atheletic build and straight brown hair. It came down to her chin, about the length of Brigit Fonda's in "Point of No Return," but it was a deeper, richer brown. Reluctantly, it seemed, Liz, who was much smaller with slightly longer blonde hair, allowed herself to be straightened up. Alex made eye contact with her and told her "Remember why you came here -- don't let yourself be distracted." Alex then looked down at me and said "Liz would like to try something new for her. I know it is not new for you, so I expect you to respect this opportunity to initiate her. Make it memorable and you will be rewarded. Foul it up, and you will suffer." While i wondered what this could mean, Alex gently reached under Liz' plaid skirt, hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, and slid them down to the floor. Liz closed her eyes as she stepped out of them. Then, continuing from behind (so as not to block my view?), Alex gently pulled the shirttails of Liz's white blouse out of her skirt and pulled it and the white bra off her shoulders. All of these were placed neatly across the back of a chair in the bedroom. Apparently Liz was embarassed to remove her skirt since she squirmed when Alex reached for the clasp. Smiling softly, Alex said "Yes, a little discretion is good for the imagination," and stepped back. "Up you go," she said, and Liz straddled my chest like she was on a horse. Slowly she inched herself forward until her knees were over my shoulders and the hem of her skirt brushed my chin. With a final stern look at me, Alex put one hand on her butt and lifted the front of her skirt with the other, plunging me into darkness. Of course, the smell was immediate and strong. i knew immediately what was required of me, and bent my head up as my tongue searched out for her. i found what i was looking for quickly, and began to lick. Liz flinched involuntarily at the first few strokes, but i heard Alex speaking reassuring words to her to calm her down. Soon Liz and i established a rhythm of licking and thrusting. She really began to ride me well, and the combination of the heat between her legs and my hot breath was making the area under her skirt quite the hot and humid swamp. Liz' breathing became shallow and rapid, and i felt her shudder as her knees tightly gripped the sides of my face. The sudden light again hurt my eyes as Alex drew back the skirt from my face. Liz was bent over forwards with her hands braced on the top of the headboard. She was breathing rapidly and her pert young breasts were hanging down and shaking. Alex tucked the front of the skirt into her waistband to give me relief from the heat. My hair was wet from sweat and my face sticky with the combination of my saliva and Liz' wetness. After Liz had caught her breath, Alex told her that she must learn that women are always multi-orgasmic, and that she must always get on the horse and ride it again. Liz was eager, but unsure if she could do it again. Alex assured her that she would have plenty of help -- it was the man's job to make a woman happy, and my job to make Liz personally happy. Alex also thought it would be good for Liz to let her hair down. As she mounted me again, Alex removed her hair clip and i saw a tumble of blonde hair come forward from her ponytail. A few seconds later i felt the hair clip close around my cock with a sharp pinch as the teeth dug in like spurs. i knew better than to cry out, as Alex, from behind Liz gave me a smirk. As Liz continued to ride me, bent over and holding the headboard in a firm grip, Alex reached under her arm and began to rub her left nipple. She looked quickly at her, but rode me with more gusto. Alex must have thought that i needed some help, too, since she picked up the leash from the bed and started to tug at it. i felt the chain links on my belly and chest as she randomly pulled and relaxed, but i knew better than to give into the sensation. i would not yet be permitted to cum, especially while Liz was still riding. i did wonder if Liz could feel the metal of the chain between the nipple clamps or the leash between her legs. i must admit that having the skirt tucked in gave me a beautiful view of Liz' chest. She had told me the first night while we made small talk over the Algebra book that she was a field hockey player, and she had the muscular chest and abs of an athlete. i wondered if her "Aunt Alex" had also played the game. Liz came in a shudder, but this time thrust herself down onto my face and locked up with her strong thighs. i was glad that i had just happened to take a breath since she completely covered my nose and mouth, and i could not breathe. Gently Alex helped her off of me and directed her to the bathroom to clean herself up. Alex returned with a washcloth and wiped my face as well, a favor that sent tingles down my body. She reached over and removed the hair clip from my cock saying, "Oops, i don't think Liz would be too fond of putting this back in her hair if she knew where it had been." i smiled at our little secret. "Now, there is one other thing you could be useful for tonight. Liz has one other curious thought she would like to explore. Let me go see if she feels up to it now." With that, Alex left to see how Liz was getting along in the bathroom. ====================================================== Alex and Liz returned from the bathroom. Liz had a glow about her and a smile on her face, so i knew that i had accomplished some of my task. Before i could wonder about the second part, Alex came right to the point. "Liz, as you know, has one of these worthless sex ed classes. Her parents, my loving older sibling and her spouse, are too tongue-tied to tell her anything, so it is up to Aunt Alex to help. "Liz, get your homework, please." Liz opened her purse and extracted a condom. "Can you imagine that they wanted her to put this on a banana? Your twig is not outstanding, but at least it is real, and in that way better practice than a bananna." With a giggle, Liz tried to tear open the package. Alex's gentle instructions helped her find the right corner, and to tear without damaging the contents. Gingerly Liz knelt by the bed. She started when she noticed that my cock was throbbing from the excitement. "Don't worry about that," said Alex. "If it doesn't throb, it means he doesn't really like you." As she rolled it over the top, Liz remarked about how hot my cock was. Alex encouraged her to touch it and play with it before covering it. With a fiendish grin, she invited Liz to see how far she could rotate it, and i groaned with pain as the inexperienced girl twisted it and noted how far produced what amount of pain. Was it just me or did her eyes gleam with the knowledge? Finally she got on with the rolling, and in no time had it rolled down to the base of my shaft. Of course, she caught my pubic hair in the roll, but i stifled the cry and only squirmed a bit. "But how does it work?" asked Liz. In response, Alex had Liz put a rubber glove over her right hand. She opened a drawer and stepped forward with one of the old-fashioned vibrators that went on the back of your hand for massages, and helped Liz put it on her right hand. It was so heavy that i could tell she was having trouble holding it up. She did like the feeling once it was switched on, however. Alex positioned her at the side of the bed, with the leash from my nipples in her left hand and the vibrator on her right. With it switched on, she directed alternating touches with the right hand on my cock and pulls with the left hand on the leash. i knew that i was to hold it as long as possible, but finally i saw the sign from Alex that i had held out long enough, and shot my load into the tip of the condom. Liz jumped a little, but was amazed at the pool of cum in the end of the sack. It was very warm to her touch, and as part of her continuing education, Alex insisted that she smell it. "Yuk!" Her cute face screwed up in a horrible expression. Alex smiled. "Yes, that is another good reason to practice safe sex. Not only do you avoid disease, but you also don't have to have THAT inside you." Alex turned to me and said, "You were acceptable tonight and so received your reward. Now, I'm sure you won't mind waiting here while we catch up on family gossip. Liz, come along when you are dressed." With that, she withdrew to the kitchen to get both of them (but not me) something cold to drink. Liz and i had our eyes on each other as she found her bra, shirt, and panties and dressed herself. She seemed to want more, and i know that i did, although i was too well-trained to speak without permission. After putting her hair back into a ponytail with the clip, Liz leaned over me, whispered "I'll be back for you later," and kissed me on the cheek. i came again, and, giggling, she left me to lay in it. Alex would not be happy with the mess, so i braced myself for her displeasure, but i certain that Liz would insist that i come back another time. IF YOU ENJOYED THIS OR HAVE COMMENTS OR SUGGESTIONS, PLEASE LET ME KNOW AT JKL983 @ AOL.COM -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----