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The Tutor's Descent Ch. 04 - Preview 1+2
🕑 Added 2025-04-10 16:23:46 +0000 UTCHey all, since this next chunk completes the scene from the last preview, I am posting the first two together here. Also, I made several changes to preview 1 since my last post, so I recommend reading this whole section and not skipping through it if you want to catch the latest adaptation. Thanks everyone!
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Olivia showed up right on time for her tutoring appointment, as usual, and as had also become customary, her stomach was in knots while she approached the majestic dwelling. Her motivation to return had once been explained by compassion, and the desire to persevere through hardship in order to be a positive force. While those more honorable reasons were still with her, they were now coupled with more seedy inclinations brewing deep within her. The knowledge that there was a real threat lurking within the walls, waiting to tempt her, lured her in with the promise of a most stimulating excitement.
The moment she entered the study, Matt bounced out of his seat to give her one of his signature inappropriately tight hugs, and Olivia just accepted it. She felt partially defeated, having given up so much ground already thanks to her greedy sexual urges. He pressed his body against hers, and she breathed deeply, calming her nerves as her soft chest flattened upon his. The unspoken mutual understanding of what had occurred the previous night hung heavily in the air, but neither of them acknowledged it for the time being. As always, his big cock began to swell immediately until its hardness was impossible to ignore, but she waited in silence for him to finish. It was just a hug, and it would be over with soon so they could get on with why she was there. He did not end the embrace within his already unorthodox time frame though, his arms firmly wrapped around her and applying pressure to the middle of her back.
The sensation of his rapidly growing erection on her lower belly was already beginning to turn her on. Though it was covered and out of sight, she knew exactly what it looked like, and exactly what it wanted from her. Olivia let out the smallest wince as her pupil started moving against her, his hips just barely thrusting to create friction. A sudden awareness that she might be in more danger than she’d anticipated started to set in. She shouldn’t have stepped into his lair that morning. She shouldn’t have done a lot of things. Her voice was dry and cracked as she spoke, “M-Matt. You can let go of me now.”
He ignored her, opting instead to squeeze her more tightly and help himself to a generous sniff of her hair. Her alluring aroma only served as further encouragement, and he subjected her to more of his aching cock. Olivia squirmed against him like a helpless fly caught in a trap as he dry humped her, her whole delicious being his for the time being. “Just… Let me…” He groaned in her ear.
“Seriously. You can’t do this.” She tried to reason with him, knowing full well her defenses were crumbling as his persistence deepened the growing wetness between her thighs.
“I need it. Just help me get me off and I’ll be your good obedient student again…”
“Matt, I–”
“Stop resisting it. I just need to cum.”
Olivia didn’t know what to do. Scream for help? Try to fight him? Maybe, but what would happen after that? Both options seemed too risky without careful consideration, given the rich history between them. She felt responsible for allowing the dynamic to reach this boiling point, and part of her knew there was likely no getting out of it now. She had fucked up in a major way, and now she had to deal with the consequences of her actions. “Okay, okay. Uh… Just go sit over there and finish, and I’ll wait… Like last time…” She stammered, hoping the directed consent would appease him and put her out of harm’s way.
“No. This time you’re going to help me.” Matt momentarily removed one of his limbs from her torso and created just enough distance to fish his manhood out from his shorts. He then roughly took her hand in his and placed it directly on his throbbing cock. The heat of it filled her palm as she automatically wrapped her fingers around the shaft. The helplessness she felt was almost overwhelming, and she dropped her chin in defeat, catching an eye-full of the thick veiny meat dwarfing her slender hand. “That’s it. Just play with it a little. I promise it won’t take long, and then we’ll go back to normal. No one will ever hear about this, I swear.”
She tried to withdraw her hand, but he held it still. She couldn’t bring herself to physically oppose him any further, and the longer she experienced the enticing sensation of his velvety hardness against her skin, the less threatening it became. “This is wrong on so many levels…” Despite her protest, Olivia’s soft grip lightly glided along the rippled skin all the way down to the root. It was her first time getting a feel of his full length so intimately, and she was not surprised by how foreign it felt.
“Don’t act like you’re not into this,” Matt said accusingly. Her blue eyes glared back at him defiantly. “Your secret’s safe with me,” he added through a mischievous grin.
Olivia felt as if she might suffocate in a cloud of shame, his gaze piercing her private struggles. There was no hiding from the fact that her “repulsion” towards his dirty text messages was less than genuine. She’d participated for too long, and continued to read and respond to each explicit word that was sent her way. She was trapped and exposed, at a loss for how to proceed. Would giving in actually be the easiest path forward? Was she seriously considering it? “You don’t know anything… If I do this, it’s only because you’re making me,” she replied, trying to gain back some semblance of dignity.
“Whatever you say,” he replied, reminding himself to stay calm even though his heart was threatening to burst from excitement. He could hardly believe it was actually happening – a handjob from fucking Olivia.
The subdued girlfriend stroked the meaty shaft slowly and carefully, acquainting herself with his anatomy. She was still facing him, her hip his prisoner, and his breath tickling her neck. His cock was so long and thick compared to Daniel’s, and she realized that pleasing it was likely going to be quite different, just mechanically speaking. Her angle was awkward, not to mention they were completely unshielded from the doorway a mere foot behind them. “Let’s sit down and get this over with,” she suggested. Matt complied, finally letting go of her and returning to his chair. She was technically free at that moment, nothing stopping her from fleeing to safety, yet she followed him. Olivia had already made her decision.
She sat next to him, in her own chair, and leaned forward, her elbows resting on her knees. Matt slumped into a relaxed position, the limpness of his body juxtaposing his straight, unyielding cock. Olivia gently took him in her fingers again, each digit coiling around his flesh one by one. Her small hand was just barely able to get all the way around, which amazed her. She squeezed, gripping him just below the ridge of the head, earning her a moan. The monstrous organ felt powerful and alive in her hold, and she was shocked that she could actually feel his pulse. She scooted forward in her seat to get better leverage for the task at hand, noticing that her panties felt soaking wet already.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this…” Olivia muttered under her breath as her lightly closed fist began the long journey down his shaft. She stopped briefly to squeeze the rigid base, and then traveled all the way back up to squeeze the crown. The entrancing erection that had been so frequently invading her private masturbatory fantasies was now right here in her possession, stiff and ready for her stimulation.
“Unnghhh fuck…” Matt groaned.
“Shhh. If I hear a single footstep this is over with,” Olivia whispered sternly, before doing another pass with her tender hand. She couldn’t help but smile inwardly at the seemingly profound effect she was having on him. She’d been touching the man’s dick for all of thirty seconds and he looked like the definition of bliss. She pumped him a few more times before it dawned on her that the deed might take too long without any lubrication. Matt, somehow reading her thoughts, responded by leaning forward and drooling a thick strand of saliva, coating his mushroom tip and her knuckles beneath it.
“Ew…” It grossed her out initially to be subjected to his spit, but the filthiness of it stirred the bubbling arousal within her. Olivia had unintentionally conditioned herself to respond to such obscene behavior with the anticipation of sexual gratification. Soon enough, Matt’s cock was slick, and she was jerking him off at a proper pace, her slender forearm moving rapidly. She paid close attention to his subtle reactions while slightly altering her technique, testing different speeds, grip strengths, and ways in which she handled the sensitive tip. She even involved her second hand, trying out some different patterns she had seen and inventing some of her own. Though Oilvia was hardly experienced, her analytical approach quickly had Matt quivering from overwhelming pleasure.
Her pupil seemed so harmless at that moment, just putty in her hands, but she recalled the aggressive things he had texted her the night before. He’d insisted that she was going to work all of the cum out of him like a “Good girl”. Welp… Here I am… She couldn’t make sense of why such a demeaning thing was such a turn on for her. Being a “Good girl” and pleasuring Matt’s big cock… Behind her boyfriend’s back… It was such an inexcusable, deplorable thing she was doing, and yet it made her want to rip her panties off and assault her aching pussy.
Olivia told herself that it was just an attempt to speed the process along, but the words that spilled out of her mouth were actually a ploy to get him talking dirty again. “You like that?”
Matt’s glazed eyes sharpened a bit at hearing her, and he looked at her hungrily. “Fuck yeah, your hand feels so good. You’re gonna milk all the cum out of me?”
“If it gets you to focus on anything other than me and your dick for five minutes so we can actually get some work done today,” she replied, feigning disinterest.
“I think you like the attention,” Matt said impishly.
“Some of us aren’t constantly thinking about sex.”
“Maybe you should think about it more. You’re built like a fucking sex goddess,” he cooed, making no attempt to hide his comprehensive ogling.
“Oh shut it,” she muttered, suppressing a grin at his complement.
“Fuck that feels amazing–Right there…” Matt felt as if he could bust at any moment, but flexed his core, straining to prolong the ordeal as much as possible.
“Are you close yet?” His slippery cock was throbbing in her hand and spewing more precum as she jerked it, but she couldn’t quite gauge the progress. Handling his huge dick was nothing like she’d experienced before, and she was secretly looking forward to feeling the power of his impressive ejaculation first-hand.
“I’m getting there… You could make it go faster if you take your top off…” His lust for her had reached a new peak, and he stared at her slightly bouncing cleavage, determined to make a move.
“No way. Don’t push your luck–Hey!”
Matt didn’t wait for her approval, and reached over to pull down the loose neckline of her blouse. “Just a peek. To let them breathe a little…”
Olivia squirmed as he roughly grabbed at her clothing, but she continued rubbing his cock, not putting up any real fight. “Ugh, what are you doing!?.” Her mouth emitted the nearly “correct” disapproving response, but her pussy was expelling something else, drenching her underwear as he manhandled her. Fuck… She couldn’t fight off the bustling horniness his brash action was making her feel, not yet fully understanding her deep down desire to be dominated.
“What? I’ve seen them before,” he reasoned, like it was no big deal to be forcibly exposing her tits. After a bit of struggle, he managed to scoop both out from their confinement, and her naked breasts sat upon her chest, alluringly pushed upwards and together by the bunched up clothing beneath them. “Holy shit… So perfect…” Matt cooed as he squeezed one in his palm, testing its weight and pliancy.
Olivia was red in the face before, but the hue of her cheeks quickly became the deepest scarlett imaginable. His fingers, though clumsy, had worked so quickly to displace her top and bra, and she’d barely tried to stop him. Am I seriously letting him get away with that!? The alarm bells were ringing in her head, and every fiber of her that wasn’t already consumed with lust was screaming for her to defend herself, yet she did nothing; nothing besides staying the course, and filling the room with the obscene sounds of her slimy hands working his big dick up and down, over and over. She’d become too wrapped up in the salacious appeal of learning how to play the new instrument, and could detect the renewed excitement in him. The manhood in her grip was twitching and jumping wildly as he explored her exposed chest.
“Mmm, your little pink nipples are so hot. And they’re pretty hard… Doesn’t that mean you’re turned on?” He pinched one gently, fingering the sensitive zones and studying her reactions.
Olivia swallowed a moan, determined not to let the man know that he was right. The truth was that everything transpiring was turning her on like never before, but she had just enough sense left to keep that to herself. The horniest part of her wanted to just say “Fuck it all,” and drop her shorts for him, to give up completely and find out what he would do to her juicy slit if it was suddenly available to him. That particular temptation was completely out of the question of course, but the passing thought made her knees feel weak.
Matt was on cloud nine, his delectable tutor fervently jerking him off while he groped her luscious breasts. He felt like the luckiest man alive, and detected that she was enjoying the act too, despite desperately trying to convey the opposite. She hadn’t even answered his last question, but it was written all over her face, and her breathing had escalated. He so badly wanted to stick his hyper-sensitive cock right into that soft crevice between her tits and fuck her chest to completion, but he held back for the time being, opting to continue verbally prying instead. “Does my big dick make you horny, Olivia?”
“...No…”
“Are you lying?” He asked, rolling a nipple between his fingers.
“No… Mmpf…” Whimpering slightly as he caressed her, she couldn’t look him in the eyes, and stayed focused on his manhood as she stroked it.
“I’m not gonna finish until you admit how big it is,” Matt teased, changing the subject to poke at her barrier from a different angle. He continued to fondle her, not willing to give up a single second of the precious opportunity.
“Ugh… Isn’t it enough already that you got me to do this?”
“I just wanna hear you say it out loud again…”
“I already–Ugh, fine. You have a huge penis. There, happy?”
Matt was less than thrilled by her clinical reply. “You can do better than that…”
“What do you want me to say? That you have the biggest, fattest cock I’ve ever seen?” Though she framed it sarcastically, the words felt naughty on her tongue, which was surprisingly palatable given her currently charged state.
“That would be a good start,” Matt grinned sleazily. “Ngh… It’s so much bigger than Daniel’s, isn’t it?”
Olivia shot him a smouldering glance. “I’m not answering that…” She knew that it was no contest, of course, but didn’t have time nor energy to deal with the guilt his question had summoned.
Matt was pleased enough with her responses, and didn’t press that particular button too hard, fearing it would end the session prematurely. It was satisfying enough to know that she had to consider the comparison. “Ohhh, you look so fucking hot jerking me off with your sexy tits out…”
You nasty boy…” The shameful callback to her text from the night before slipped out of her mouth, and she felt Matt throb against her palms.
“Fuuuck… I can’t believe I’m getting my first handjob from the girl of my dreams…. I don’t think I’m gonna last much longer…”
“Where are you…?”
“You know where,” he answered menacingly.
She understood, recalling the lewd text in which he described “Tributing all over her big fucking tits.” The description of the humiliating act that had made her squirm in bed was going to become a reality if she didn’t do something. Am I going to let him mark me again? She imagined the fat piece of meat in her hands exploding all over her chest and had to clench her thighs together for relief. She could feel him twitching wildly as his breaths shortened. It would be way too messy, and probably impossible to hide. How would I even get out of here without it being super obvious? WHY THE HELL AM I CONSIDERING THIS!? “No! Matt, it’s too risk–”
Her protest was cut short when Matt suddenly jumped to his feet and clasped his hand over hers, forcing her to aim at his intended target. After a few more pumps together, a chunky rope of semen was launched directly at her exposed breasts. She jumped in surprise as the warm substance crashed into her skin, and frantically positioned herself to be as unmissable of a landing pad as possible in an attempt to contain the smattering. The soft, creamy flesh of her chest collected strand after strand of her pupil’s gooey seed, and she did her best to keep it there by propping her bosom up with her free forearm.
The sexual imagery in front of Matt couldn’t have been hotter if he’d spent years designing it. Olivia’s bright blue eyes were filled with wonder, gawking at his blissful ejaculation while she held her heavy tits up for him; the pillowy canvas ripe for his dirty paint. Just like his dreams, he was drenching her naked chest, one mind numbing release of cum at a time, and she was willingly taking it all. Each spurt of his genetic material pulled a deep groan out of him as he drained his heavy balls all over her.
Olivia silently thanked the universe that her hands were occupied, because if they weren’t, they would surely be digging into the needy sex between her legs. Her inner thighs had become every bit as slimy as her upper body, which was being soiled beyond recognition. Matt’s eruption onto her skin was every bit as filthy, degrading, and erotic as she’d remembered, and then some. It was far more arousing than the first time, when she’d been too shocked to fully experience it. She could feel each distinct swell of cum pass through his entire length before ejecting towards her with vigorous force. Knowing that she had worked this much seed out of him with her own hands was another factor that turned her on immensely. The rush from being used as Matt’s semen target made her feel so deliciously naughty, and she allowed herself a moment to savor the wicked excitement of it.
Matt’s load quickly overwhelmed the surface area of Olivia’s exposed tits, and the syrupy substance began dripping down her cleavage and spilling over onto her arm and fingers. She leaned forward in an effort to keep his seed from staining her clothes, and much of it dripped down to cover her bare thighs and the seat beneath her. How in the fuck is there still more!? She used her hand to redirect the flow as best she could, her fingers becoming a sticky mess.
In the midst of struggling to manage all of the hot batter, she failed to notice Matt edging closer, unable to stop himself from degrading her a little further. His warm, spongy head was suddenly pressed against her soft lips, parting them slightly and entering her mouth by about half an inch. Her tongue was graced with a generous dollop of salty cum that oozed out of him before she reactively whipped away with a look of confusion. It wasn’t enough that the man had plastered her skin with his discharge–now it was inside of her too, the strong flavor and unfamiliar texture adding to the debasing exploitation. She felt like she was practically drowning in Matt’s tribute to her, claimed and used like the picture of her had been.
Matt felt like he might pass out as the full-bodied surge of adrenaline faded, left with a numbing out-of-body experience as he gawked at his cum-covered tutor in satisfaction. He’d finally managed to wear her down, to be his first contributing participant, and she was dripping with the evidence of it. The deeply erotic expression on her face as he coated her body with her own hand would be forever cemented into his memory, and the mere second he’d managed to invade the warm wetness of her mouth was almost too heavenly to believe.
It took every ounce of self-control Olivia had to ignore her pussy’s cries for attention. The orgasm that was undoubtedly around the corner was insanely alluring, and she imagined rubbing her clit for Matt’s viewing pleasure while she squirmed around in his puddle like a cum-loving slut. Just one quick potent climax… She bargained for it internally while Matt’s release came to an end and she was left with the staggering smell and taste of him. Her better senses narrowly won the battle, and she focused her efforts on escaping as soon as humanly possible.
“Help me!” Olivia shouted, snapping him out of his stupor. Matt produced a roll of paper towels from a drawer nearby, and handed her a clump of hastily ripped sheets. She began the daunting task of wiping the viscous chunks of semen from her chest, each segment of the less than ideal product quickly saturating to the point of uselessness. After a minute of frenzied cleaning, her shoulders, tits, and thighs were left shiny and sticky. It was the best that could be done without a proper shower. The fabric along the top of her bra and blouse was also left in ruin, much like the dark wet spot covering her pussy. She gave Matt one final look of disapproval while putting herself together as effectively as she could, and half-ran as quietly as possible for the double doors. Listening for a moment to ensure privacy, she slipped through the exit and left the house without being discovered. For the second time in a row, Olivia had been forced to flee the scene; mortified, but more aroused than she’d ever been in her entire life.
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Lapis Lit
Next preview is coming by the end of the week. Possibly tomorrow.
Taco
You are a legend🔥 an update would slap right now
Lapis Lit
Thanks for the support!
Donovan
Hey man I love the content you been making and I appreciate you updating us weekly. The build up is really good! I can’t wait until she folds, the corruption is amazing.
