Ordinarily he would have dismissed her at this point. However, there were other factors that entered into the picture. The school year was rapidly coming to an end, and that would mean the end of fun and games with his female pupils for the time being. Even more seriously, the political situation in Europe clearly indicated that war was just over the horizon, and Frank knew that he would be in it. Like many young men in the early nineteen-thirties, he had learned to fly simply as a hobby and had obtained a pilot's license although he had no aspirations as a commercial pilot. However, he knew that the Royal Air Force would be waiting for him the minute that the war broke out.
He watched pensively as Erica slowly got to her feet. The attractive blonde picked up her panties from the floor, and stuffed them into her small purse.
"Why don't you come over to my apartment this evening, Erica?" he suggested.
She looked disdainfully at him. "Why?" she asked. "You got your spanking and blow-job. That's all you ever want!"
Frank ignored her hurt tone of voice. "I have a project that might even make a little money for you," he told her.
"What's that?" she asked, her eyes showing some interest.
"I have a photographic assignment from a detective magazine," he told her. "They want some pictures of a pretty young woman who's been tied up by a burglar."
Erica's eyes flashed as if to inform him that she knew the story was pure fabrication on his part. "Okay," she told him. "I suppose you have some special way you want me to dress," she added, alluding to his fetishes.
"Transparent white blouse," Frank promptly responded. "Black satin skirt, shoes and stockings just like you have on."
Erica appeared at Frank's apartment at the agreed time. The attractive young blonde was dressed precisely as he had specified. The outline of her frilly white slip and well-filled brassiere could be clearly discerned beneath her diaphanous, highly feminine white blouse. Her black satin skirt ended above the knees, revealing shapely legs attired in sheer black stockings. She wore the same elegant shoes that she had worn early in the day, their eye-catching bows quickly catching Frank's interested gaze. She had undone her school pigtails, and was wearing her blonde hair loosely down her back, making her look older and more sophisticated than she had appeared early in the day.
"Thanks for coming," Frank told her, leaning over to give her a greeting kiss on the lips.
"I'm surprised that you would consent to kiss the mouth that's usually considered only worthy enough to suck your big cock!" the attractive teenager replied as she quickly looked around at the ropes and photographic equipment that were spread around the room.
"My, aren't we in a bitchy mood this evening," Frank remarked, looking her over carefully as he led her over to a plain, straight-backed chair which he had placed in the middle of the room.
"Is this photographic assignment on the level?" Erica asked. "Or is tying up girls just another of your hobbies?"
"What's the difference?" Frank replied with a smirk. "It'll just take a few minutes." He pushed her gently to a seated position on the chair and stepped back to look at her. "Your stockings are a little baggy," he told her. "Tighten them up."
Erica looked slightly annoyed and hesitated for a moment. Her cheeks becoming prettily flushed, she slowly pulled back her black-satin skirt and white-lace-embroidered slip to reveal black stocking tops, white thighs, and black garter belt suspenders. Frank watched with fascination as the attractive young girl proceeded to pull her sheer stockings up even more tautly, smoothing them wrinkle-free and once again anchoring them to her garter belt. Satisfied that she could not improve on the job, she yanked her skirt and slip down.
"Good," Frank told her. "Now, I'm going to tie you to the chair. Put your hands together back of the chair with your wrists crossed."
Looking slightly worried, Erica complied. Taking a length of clothesline rope, Frank quickly tied her wrists together behind her back. Suddenly feeling a little helpless, Erica squirmed prettily in her chair.
Taking another length of rope, Frank dropped to his knees beside her and began tying her slender ankles tightly together just above the bows of her high-heeled shoes. The white rope made a vivid contrast with her black hosiery. Next, taking another length of rope, he tied her legs together just above the knees. Her cheeks warmly flushed, Erica watched the proceedings without comment.
"Now, let's get that skirt up!" he remarked to his quite helpless subject.
Grasping the hem of Erica's skirt and slip, he pulled them up to leave black stocking tops, garter belt and a generous amount of bare white thigh on display. From the front, he could catch a glimpse of her pink panties.
"Bastard!" Erica fumed, squirming unhappily in her chair as she could do nothing to adjust her skirt.
Frank picked up his camera and began shooting snaps of her at various angles.
"Do you have any film in there?" Erica asked sarcastically.
Frank pretended to ignore her. "I think a gag would make it look more realistic," he remarked.
Despite her protests, Erica soon found her pretty mouth tightly packed with a folded white handkerchief. A light blue scarf was then passed over her mouth and tied tightly behind her neck to hold the handkerchief in place. Ignoring her almost constant attempts to communicate through the uncomfortable gag, Frank proceeded to take more photographs of her.
Finally, he employed a black scarf to blindfold her completely. Her vision cut off completely and unable to communicate in an effective manner, Erica had no choice but to squirm uncomfortably and helplessly in her chair with her black-satin skirt well above the tops of her stockings. Thoroughly stimulated by the provocative display of helpless feminine pulchritude, Frank dawdled with the camera and took shots of her from every angle he could think of.
"There, I think that's enough shots," he remarked at last.
Setting the camera aside, he walked over to his helpless victim.
Standing behind her, he moved quite close to her, making her aware of his erection as the front of his slacks brushed against her blonde hair.
Looking downward at the well-filled cups of her brassiere pressing outward against her diaphanous blouse, he reached down with both hands and grasped her resilient breasts firmly.
"Mmmmmm!" Erica could do nothing but moan and squirm anxiously in her seat.
After amusing himself for a few moments by handling her helpless body in an intimate fashion, Frank removed the young girl's blindfold. Their eyes met and he could see the mixture of fear and excitement in them.
"Perhaps you want something in that mouth instead of that gag?" he tormented her. "Perhaps the real thing? Gags are really phallic substitutes, you know." He removed the gag.
"Bastard!" Erica spat out. "Why can't you just do something that's normal for once?"
Still standing behind her, Frank ran his hands over the front of her blouse once again. "Okay," he told her. "I want you to do something that's perfectly normal. Take off your clothes for me, as slowly and seductively as you can! What could be more normal than that?" His hands continued to fondle her breasts as he spoke.
"And what do I get out of it?" Erica asked defiantly.
"Some hot, hard meat between your legs!" Frank replied in a deliberately quiet voice. "If you got enough of that, perhaps you wouldn't have to be punished for performing contemptible acts with other girls."
"All right," Erica agreed. "Please untie me. It's uncomfortable."
He quickly untied her and put away the photographic equipment and props.
Seating himself in a comfortable chair, he leaned back to thoroughly enjoy the strip tease that Erica had promised him. Her face prettily flushed, the comely blonde stood in the middle of the room fully attired in her transparent white blouse, black-satin blouse, black stockings and smart high-heeled footwear. In his racing imagination, Frank was already progressively stripping away the various layers of clothing that covered her lush young body.
Looking confident but girlishly embarrassed, Erica reached behind her back and began unbuttoning her blouse. The movements thrust her breasts forward into even greater prominence, and Frank watched the performance intently so as not to miss a single detail. With her blouse unbuttoned, Erica removed it with deliberate slowness and slowly hung it over the back of the chair where she had posed.
Her white brassiere and frilly white slip made a vivid contrast with her black skirt, while her soft pink white bare shoulders and arms looked delightfully feminine and appealing. Although his fingers were clasped together meditatively in front, Frank was already beginning to squirm at the thought that that lush young female was actually going to take off all of her clothes right in front of his very eyes.
After posing in front of him at various angles, Erica reached to her side and unsnapped her black skirt. She pulled the tight garment slowly from her rounded hips and stepped out of it gracefully, giving him a flash of stocking top and bare thigh as she did so. She hung the skirt over the back of the chair and posed in front of him in her slip. The highly embroidered, clinging garment emphasized the lush fullness of her vibrant young body, and through it Frank could clearly discern the outline of her brassiere, panties and stockings.
"How'm I doing?" she asked, confident as to what the answer would be.
She twirled in front of him, allowing him to view her seductive body from different directions. Although her face was hotly flushed, it was apparent that she was thoroughly enjoying the opportunity of flaunting her young luscious body before the older man.
"All right so far!" Frank replied. Although he wouldn't admit it, his young pupil had him about ready to climb the walls.
Reaching down with both hands, Erica grabbed the frilly hem of her white slip and began pulling it upward ever so slowly. Frank watched entranced as stockinged legs, bare white thighs, black garter belt suspenders, pink silk panties, more smooth white flesh and her well-filled brassiere all came into view, one after the other. Erica pulled the slip up over her head, mussing her blonde hair slightly, and removed it.
The slip joined her skirt and blouse over the back of the chair, and the attractive young blonde stood in front of him attired only in her white brassiere, black garter belt, pink panties, black stockings and smart high-heeled shoes with their elegant bows. Frank's roaming eyes eagerly inspected her from head to foot, noting every detail. The form-fitting brassiere molded her full young breasts into two steep points, while the filmy pink panties left the outline of her fluffy triangle clearly on view. Above the tops of her tightly suspendered stockings her luscious milk-white thighs shimmered with erotic invitation.
Squirming in his seat, Frank could hardly resist the temptation to seize her and ravish her on the spot. Totally enthralled, he watched with fascination as Erica seated herself on the chair and crossed first one leg and then the other as she removed her high-heeled shoes. She performed the act with the skill of a burlesque performer.
Minus her shoes, Erica extended her shapely legs together in front of her and unhooked her right stocking. Frank could feel his blood racing hotly as she slowly and delicately rolled the stocking downward, black hose departing from milk-white flesh. Her bare, tapering thigh, perfectly rounded knee, svelte but curvaceous calf, trim ankle and dainty bare foot slowly came into full view.
Aware of the almost-hypnotic effect that she was having on him, Erica removed her left stocking in an even slower, more seductive fashion.
Rolling the filmy garment downward in a neat roll, she slowly slipped it from her foot and hung it over the back of the chair. Attired only in her brassiere, garter belt and panties, the buxom young blonde smiled provocatively at her older admirer.
"Well? Do you like what you see?" she asked, deliberately stalling to tantalize him all the more.
"I think you know what the answer to that is," Frank replied, trying to conceal his impatience.
Although she kept her eyes averted, Erica could feel him staring intently as she reached behind her back to unsnap her brassiere. Slowly pulling the straps from her bare white shoulders, she hesitated for a moment before pulling the cups away from her voluptuous breasts. The lusciously plump, rose-tipped mounds tumbled seductively from the cups of her brassiere, and jounced invitingly in front of Frank's eyes.
Making no attempt to cover herself, the pretty young girl smiled teasingly at him.
Standing up, she hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties, and then paused for what seemed like an eternity to Frank. She began lowering the tiny garment with an almost maddening slowness, only gradually bringing her fluffy triangle of light brown hair into full view. With the panties below her hips, she let the panties slither down her shapely legs until they formed a small ring at her ankles. Slowly she stepped out of them, giving Frank a flash of bright pink cuntal lips as she lifted first one leg and then the other.
Removing her black garter belt, she stood completely nude in front of him. Frank's eyes eagerly drank in her entire body as she slowly turned in front of him, allowing him to inspect her gorgeous young body from every angle. Noting that her cute bottom was still a bright pink from the spanking that he had administered earlier, Frank displayed a handsome curve in the front of his slacks as he slowly and deliberately got to his feet.
"Now it's your turn to do a strip tease for me!" Erica remarked with an amused laugh.
Without wasting a single motion, Frank quickly peeled off every stitch of clothing. As he stood erect after discarding his undershorts, Erica grabbed his iron-hard penis in a tight grip and held it firmly.
"Remember what you promised!" the pretty teenager told him.
With his pupil's soft hand encircling his rigidly erect shaft, the two of them quickly retired to the bedroom. Without bothering to pull down the covers, they jumped on the bed together with their bare bodies smacking against one another. The collision of bare flesh sent shivers racing through both of their bodies. Frank pressed his mouth tightly against hers and in a moment their tongues were in contact.
Erica squirmed with girlish delight and ran her soft, smooth hands over Frank's hard masculine body. As their stabbing tongues explored each other's mouths, Frank's fingers squeezed and molded and massaged the pretty teenager's plump breasts until they were standing taut with feminine erectness. Erica flung one bare leg around his legs and nestled against him in a warmly feminine manner. One small hand clawed excitedly at his stiffly erect prick.
"Please! I want it inside me! Please! In my cunt!" the excited teenager begged. "Please, put it in my cunt! Please, I'm just dying to have it in my cunt!"
With no desire to rush things despite his pupil's eagerness, Frank lowered his face to her plump breasts. He began kissing them firmly all over, extending his tongue and flicking against the two pink nipples in a manner that left Erica gasping for breath. Arching her back in kittenish fashion, the lovely young blonde held his face down against her taut breasts as though she never wanted him to stop.
"Oh, that's the way! Keep doing it! I need it so bad! You don't know how much I need it!" she exclaimed in a highly agitated voice. Her small hand yanked and pulled on his stiff member, holding it in a firm grip.
As his mouth and tongue caressed her voluptuous breasts, Frank's hands roamed over her velvety smooth feminine body. His fingers gently caressed and molded her lovely buttocks, which he had spanked so firmly earlier in the day, and could tell from her reaction that she was still quite sensitive from that workout. From there his hand moved to her shimmering, soft thighs, the same thighs that had tantalized him so much when her skirt came up over her black stockings.
From there his hand began exploring the pretty nest between her legs.
The comely young teenager was already deliciously creamy, and responded to his manly touch with purely instinctive thrusts of her pelvis and hips. He separated the pink cuntal lips and, working his fingers into the slippery opening, began teasing her tiny passion-distended button and vaginal orifice.
"Fuck me, please! Please! Please put it in my cunt!" Erica pleaded, her voice almost distraught. "Please! Fuck me! I want it so bad!"
His hand caressing her smooth inner thighs and vaginal crevice, Frank began to slowly move his face down over her smooth hairless belly. Still holding his maddeningly pulsating cock in a possessive grip, Erica squirmed with anticipation as she realized what he intended to do. Her shapely legs were wide open and her knees were drawn upward, leaving her girlish charms lewdly exposed. A glistening film of feminine dew completely covered the entire area, and the bright coral groove stood out vividly in the nest of fluffy hair.
Using the fingertips of both hands, Frank gently separated the plump outer lips of her vulva. The two coral petals opened with an audible squishing sound, and Frank slowly began spreading them apart as far as he could. The lush expanse of bright pink girl flesh that opened up in front of his very eyes was truly a lascivious sight to behold. Peering intently into the opening, he could see all of her feminine sexuality awaiting him. Without further ado, Frank buried his face against her warm, wet feminine meat with his tongue extended.
"Ooohhh!" Erica exclaimed at the electrifying contact. Wriggling girlishly, she allowed her smooth bare legs to drape down over Frank's back and eagerly ran her hands through his hair to encourage him.
His nose buried deep in the pink furrow, Frank began running his tongue up and down inside her slippery cuntal lips with quick stabs. A gush of feminine honey covered his face and seeped into his voracious mouth, and he could feel her squirming prettily in response to his caresses.
Feminine dew began to bubble up spontaneously, leaving the entire area drenched with the musky perfume of sex. Her pelvic muscles jerked spasmodically every few seconds, and her labored breathing quickly became quite audible.
"Fuck me, please! Fuck me!" Erica begged. Biting her lip to keep from crying out, the shapely young girl found herself in a torment of sexual arousal. Her entire body tingled with erotic sensations, and the hot, itching fire in her pussy was threatening to engulf her entire body. Her eyes were glazed and her breasts were rising and falling rapidly as she gasped for air.
Pausing from time to time to nibble on the plump young pussy lips, Frank continued to run his tongue up and down the length of her split. Teased almost beyond endurance by the intimate flicks of his writhing tongue, Erica squirmed and tossed on the bed, furiously biting on her lip to keep from crying out. Each time that his warmly wet tongue came into contact with her ultra-sensitive little button, her entire body jerked convulsively and her thighs coiled tightly around his head.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fich mich! Fich mich!" Erica begged, lapsing into her native German. "Fich mich! Fich mich!"
As his tongue thoroughly explored her wet cuntal channel, Frank's mind flashed back to the disciplinary scenes earlier in the day. The caning that he had administered to Erica's Lesbian girlfriend was still vivid in his mind, and he could still see those lush buttocks lined with six angry red stripes. And with equal vividness he could recall Erica squirming frantically and kicking her stocking-clad legs merrily back and forth as he repeatedly applied his bare hand to her reddening bottom.
"Fich mich! Fich mich!" Erica begged, her voice containing undertones of rising hysteria. "Fich mich! Fich mich!"
Frank suddenly drew back, using the back of his hand to wipe the excess feminine dew from his face. "I ought to fich mich you, all right!" he told her. "I really ought to jam it down your throat!"
"Nein! Nein!" Erica screamed. "Fich mich! Fich mich!"
In full command, Frank stretched out on top of her. "I'm going to give you the fucking of your life!" he told her in a breathless but determined voice.
Grabbing his rigidly stiff cock to guide it inside her, Erica emitted an almost-savage cry of delight as Frank's thick shaft began dilating her vaginal canal. Frank could feel the young girl's wet, clinging meat encircling his stiff member in a warm embrace, and both of them caught their breath at the thrill of masculine and feminine meat suddenly coming into direct contact. She was delightfully tight.
"Oh, wonderful! Wonderful!" Erica exclaimed, hugging him with all four limbs and pulling him down until his bare chest was directly into contact with her upright nipples. "Oh, it feels so good in my cunt!
Doesn't it feel good? Do you like my cunt? Do you like my cunt?"
"Shut up!" Frank told her. "And start throwing your ass around like you did when I was spanking you!"
Her smooth arms and legs coiled tightly around Frank's hard masculine body, Erica eagerly awaited the attack. She was not to be disappointed.
Frank was in a dominant, masculine, highly aggressive mood, and was determined to ride her like a stallion breaking in a young filly. His entire weight pressing down masterfully on top of her writhing young body, he thrust back and forth with powerful, punishing strokes that left her quite breathless. Her cunt was incredibly juicy and he could feel her feminine honey constantly lubricating his achingly throbbing cock, making it as slick as grease.
"Fich mich! Fich mich!" Erica begged, once again lapsing back into her native German. "Fuck me harder! My cunt needs it so bad! Harder!"
Their sexual organs fit together like two beautifully oiled pieces of machinery. Erica was moving her hips around under him as though they had ball bearings in them, and he could feel the walls of her juicy young cunt snapping at him, as if trying to grab his cock and suck it deep inside her young body. Her small hands worked down his back and wound up clutching at his hips, her fingernails digging in like spurs.
"Harder! Harder!" Erica begged, although she was breathing almost too hard to get the words out. "Make me cum! make me cum! Harder!"
Faster and faster the two of them ground against one another. The young blonde girl behaved like a young tigress under him, clawing and scratching and squirming and throwing her hips around in every direction conceivable. Yet, at the same time Frank completely dominated her yielding feminine body. Erica felt helpless under his powerful masculine thrusts, and her response was largely an instinctive form of self-defense. At times, the forward thrusts of his massive prick were almost brutal, and the relatively inexperienced young girl wondered if she could really stand it much longer. She had never dreamed that sex could be such a savagely raw, primitive experience.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" she managed to gasp as she felt the initial waves of an intense orgasm beginning to sweep over her entire body like an oncoming tide of raw sexual pleasure.
The young girl threw her hips upward as Frank slammed forward with all his might. His aching cock plunged into her wanton cunt right up to the hilt and burst like a cannon. As the hot masculine lava poured into her lust-convulsing cunt in voluminous spurts, Erica erupted as if her young body was experiencing an earthquake. Her entire body trembled uncontrollably and, hugging Frank tightly with all four limbs, she emitted one half-strangled cry of joyous delight after another. Frank could feel the intense convulsions deep in her cuntal channel grabbing and snapping at his prick as if trying to draw out all of its magic juices. Her climax was much more intense than either of them could have imagined, and Erica found herself crying and trembling with a raw, purely physical intoxication that she had never experienced before.
For the next several minutes, the two of them lay together with their organs united while they struggled to catch their breath.
"That was some fuck, Mr. Hopkins," Erica told him when he had at last dismounted. "Perhaps normal sex like that would be good for both of us."
Frank shrugged. "You'll be going back to Germany in a few days," he reminded her. "And I doubt if we'll see each other again."
They returned to the living room and Frank watched as the young blonde snapped on her black garter belt and sat down to replace her stockings.
Although his physical desire for the moment at least was spent, he still watched with fascination as she carefully smoothed the sheer black stockings up her white legs and fastened them to her garter belt.
"I think we will see each other again," she told him, her eyes bright.
"I think we're destined to see more of each other."
"No," Frank replied quite quickly, attributing her lack of sophistication about the state of the world to her youth. But as he watched her carefully adjusting her stockings, he began to have second thoughts. Perhaps she was right, and the two of them were destined to meet somewhere again. But it won't be for several years, he told himself.