Back to University ...

Amelia has been in Vegas for a few days now and is ready to get out and make some new friends. It's her first day in class where she is studying journalism at unlv. Her roomy has briefed her on how to live the Vegas life and one of the rules is never to leave the house without looking hot! So maybe skin tight leather pants and an off the shoulder shirt is too much for school but first impressions are important. Lexy pulls up into the parking Lott and wishes Amelia luck for her first day. She hands Amelia a black leather bound journal and says " this my friend is where the fun begins!" I just picked it up from the people across the street at a garage sale. Amelia accepts the gift and promises she will never document anything boring! She hugs her friend and walks across to the office in her Michael kors multiple strap python ankle boots. Within the hour she has checked into class and takes a seat at the back to enable her a good view of the people she has to spend this semester with. She's delighted that her small group of fellow students seem to be between the ages of 26 and 40. The teacher enters the room and introduces herself as miss Bailey. Amelia looks up and pulls her long brown hair away from her face. Miss Bailey has a husky deep voice and although she dresses like a politician she has the body and face of a high end stripper. She is tall with long blond hair and crystal clear blue eyes. The next ten minutes are a blur. Amelia can hear the sound of her new teachers voice but she's not registering any of the words miss Bailey is saying. She is mesmerised by the movements of this ladies full pouted red stained pair of lips gently releasing from each other whilst she is giving a speech. Amelia comes back to reality and finds the teacher standing alongside her desk asking her to introduce herself to the class. Amelia stands up and is immediately embarrassed as she notices her off the shoulder shirt has slipped over her silk bra and is revealing the tip of her left voluptuous breast. She straightens herself up and gives the class her name. She explains to them that she is interested in writing erotica and enjoys meeting new people and experiencing exciting opportunities which is why she has moved to Vegas. Miss Bailey is looking deep into her eyes and asks Amelia to stay after class to collect some useful documents.
Amelia takes a seat back at her desk and starts to clock watch urging the minutes to tick by faster as she awaits some alone time with her new tutor. She opens the leather bound book which her roomy had given her and notices there are pages of writing filled in it. Scanning the pages sexual words are flashing before her, erect, labia, lubricated. It's clear that whoever owned this journal previously enjoyed noting their sex life. But was it written from experience or fantasies? The sun is shining through the window and pounding onto the back of Amelia's neck, she becomes aware of the warm leather material from her pants clinging to her bare pussy which is now slightly wet from the excitement of the book that lays before her. She glances up at her teacher and flings her hair back, pouting her lips and catching her eye. Amelia then looks miss Bailey up and down slowly not missing an inch of her body. Miss Bailey glances at the clock and smiles. She dismisses the class and Amelia heads to the front to take a seat closer to her tutors desk. Amelia bends down to collect her purse from the floor and imagines for a split second that her leather pants clinging to her tight arse would rip and enable easy entry for miss Bailey to slowly touch her bare skin from behind and force two fingers into the opening of her welcoming vagina. Again she takes a look at the smouldering beauty and sits on her seat. Miss Bailey and Amelia make small talk and it becomes apparent that the teacher goes by the first of sandy. Sandy pulls up a chair and puts a neatly manicured hand on Amelia's thigh and asks her to read a section from her journal. Too embarrassed to decline and seem unprepared for the semester Amelia opens the journal , turns towards her teacher and starts to read a random paragraph.
" Her jet black hair glistened in the light and I stared straight into her eyes willing for her to notice me. I wanted so badly to touch her, smell her and taste her.
The sound of miss whites voice as she spoke to the crowd echoed through me and as the people applauded I gently tapped on my thigh with a soft hand sending vibrations up my leg and under my dress bouncing off of my bare naked pussy. As her heavenly voice filled the microphone I closed my eyes and sensed my lips urging themselves apart wanting to let my wetness flow freely"
Sandy slides her hand underneath her students top and urges Amelia to continue reading whilst she takes a grope of her firm breast and slowly teases her hardened nipple. Amelia's body is aching for more attention from miss Bailey so she continues on.
" Her sweet vocals were belting through the halls I turned to take a glance at her man. He was also mesmerized by his wife. I imagined them making love and the lady humming seductive melodies whilst he was fucking her, entering her gently as she sung and pumping her harder until she screamed."
Sandy takes the book from Amelia and places it on the table. She lifts her skirt and straddles the brunette grinding her hips and kissing the students neck whilst lowering her pelvis towards Amelia's lady area. The two ladies are kissing like crazy and their womanly hands are wandering everywhere, over each others curves, through each others hair and in between garments. Miss Bailey unhooks the button on Amelia's leather pants and reaches for her vagina. It feels warm and her labia is beckoning to be rubbed. Her clitoris is prominent and as Sandy's finger slips into Amelia's hole she feels her students body tighten. Amelia is thrusting on Sandy's finger , breathing deeply and moaning quietly she grips the bottom of the chair and .........
To be continued ............. ; )