The Smell of Sex
 
Then Dr. Adams brought her right foot up and placed it on the left side of Laura's pubes. Keeping her foot there, she brought up her left foot and placed it on the other side. Then she pushed in and together causing moisture from Laura's pretty peach to gush forth from the spread-open depths of the young girl's gaping tender pussy. 

Laura gasped and dug her fingers tightly into her labia to keep from masturbating herself openly in front of the stern gaze of her professor. 

To make matters worse Dr. Adam's caught her, while she was staring at her teacher's panties, through her slightly spread thighs.. 

Dr. Adams looked at her as if she was some sort of pervert, then repeated the procedure several more times until Laura willingly pushed her sex forward to meet the soles of the older woman's shoes. Dr. Adams even went so far as to miss and 'accidentally' stick the tip of her shoe past the sparse blonde hairs and into the young girl's aroused cunt. 

"Ahhhh..." Laura moaned loudly, thrusting her hips up to meet the invading shoe, as she felt her body hanging on the edge of another climax. 

Dr. Adams gleefully watched the blonde wiggle around on the tip of her shoe, until the poor girl was tossing her head from side to side, as she neared an orgasm. Then she removed her feet from tormented girl's pussy and said, "Well, I think That's about as dry as we can get you today honey. Get your clothes back on now dear, and be sure to come by tomorrow, young lady." 

"Come on girl ... you can let go of your pussy now." Dr Adams said looking down with displeasure. 

Laura was extremely embarrassed. There is no good way to go from holding open your labia and moaning like a slut. while your teacher forced secretions from your sex with her shoes, back to being a professional student. ‘I've already used up what little *pride* I had left with Dr. Adams, just let me go back to my dorm, where they don't think I'm a slut!' She thought as she slipped on her skirt and shirt. 

"And don't forget! DO NOT to wear any underwear tomorrow and be sure to put on a loose skirt - for ventilation, at least until your condition clears up," Dr. Adams said, smiling. 

Laura tried to straighten up as best she could. Her legs could barely support her weight after being in those horrible positions and teased mercilessly. She had tried not to stare up her professor's dress, but she was sure she had been caught looking several times. 

Worse, she kept imagining herself on her knees, with her face pressed up the old bitch's dress, smelling her lacy panties. 

'I don't know how many days of this torture I'll be able to stand,' Laura thought as she fumbled with the door lock and left quickly before the horrible lady came up with some new way to embarrass her further. 

Dr. Adams locked the door behind Laura and sat down. Her right hand was busily working underneath her skirt, while her left was massaging her breasts. She bent her head down, stuck out her tongue and tasted the nectar Laura left behind on her desk. ‘Ahhh....I've been wanting to taste you for so long ... my sweet little girl.' Dr. Adams thought, savoring Laura's flavor. It took her a while to cum - it always did, but after an hour she trembled under the effects of a massive climax. 

'Oh, this is coming along very nicely. I've never had such a pretty little girl as this. I'm sure I could have had her today, but I'm going to tease that compliant slut so much, she'll be *begging* to get underneath my desk and service my pussy for hours on end,' Dr. Adams plotted, as she came down from her climax.