Summer Training with University Counselors 12

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My girlfriend, S, is 165cm tall with long legs and a slim waist. I seduced her during her master's studies, and she became my sexual
partner.
She comes from a well-off family and originally pursued her master's degree to avoid entering the workforce too early, wanting to relax for a couple more years. However, in her
second year, she considered staying on as a faculty member.
These days, it's impossible for a master's graduate to stay on as a faculty member, so at my suggestion, she took
a roundabout approach. First, she managed to secure a position as a temporary teaching assistant while simultaneously applying for a direct PhD program.
This was against regulations (according to the rules, one should first serve as a temporary teaching assistant before pursuing a master's degree; no one reverses this
), but since there were no available temporary teaching assistant positions that year, I helped her influence the college, and her family helped influence the university
, securing the position.
To ensure she could stay on as a faculty member, she applied for a year's leave of absence at the end of her second year to serve as a counselor, expecting to
return to school after a year and a half. She would then work as a counselor while completing her thesis, and then apply for a direct PhD program.
We still frequently engage in physical intimacy, the difference being that we don't need to
maintain because we're now colleagues, and I'm not her prospective PhD advisor (though
I am the one who is actually applying).
Everything was going smoothly until almost a year into her work at the college, when rumors surfaced that part-time
PhD programs This meant she had to complete her dissertation during the summer break, defend it immediately upon the start of the semester to be among the first to receive her degree (actually
for those with delayed degrees), and then immediately apply for a direct PhD program.
Because of this, she had to pick up her studies again after nearly a year's absence and work overtime to finish her dissertation.
As her advisor and partner, I naturally felt obligated to support her, so the
sparsely .
She came to my place on the first day the college's break ended.
I rearranged her seat in the student research lab, but because there were fewer students during the summer,
the lab usually closed after 8 pm (the professors usually leave after dinner to continue working at home). So
I had her stay in the student room until 8 pm, and then come to my room after the students left to work under my supervision.
To facilitate movement, I provided her with a laptop.
We ate dinner together, and during the meal, I gave her the tasks and
instructions dinner, she went back to her rented apartment while I went back to the lab.
Around 8:30, I heard the sound of the front door closing outside; everyone must have left, and
the lab's security door was locked. Then she knocked on my door and came in carrying her laptop.
She was wearing a round-neck, backless, fitted dress. I touched her to confirm she wasn't wearing a bra, and she was wearing
long black stockings (not pantyhose),
strappy heels, and no underwear.
I first praised her appearance and demeanor, then gave her a gentle
but serious critique of her specific behavior.
I had specifically told her at dinner not to wear a bra or underwear, but only long black stockings that reached her thighs .
This was supposed to be her state when entering my room; that is, when she entered my room, she could only be wearing black stockings and
strappy heels. Anyway, I had already confirmed that no one else was in the lab, and there were no cameras in the hallway, so what was there to be afraid of
?
She said she was very shy but was willing to start over.
I told her that as punishment, she needed an additional task.
I handed S a remote-controlled vibrator, one I'd carefully chosen with ten adjustable settings, controllable via a mobile app.
I told her to put it inside her, go to her student room, undress, and then video chat with me for some vibrator training
. I instructed her to walk over while video chatting with me, carrying her laptop.
S's mouth formed a big "O," but her eyes were full of excited smiles.
I slipped my hand under S's skirt and pinched her buttocks, then ran my hand along her cleft, my hand
wet… apparently, she was really craving it after several days of abstinence. I installed the driver on S's phone, requested control of the vibrator
, and then sent S out. A while later, her video request arrived. I accepted the request on my phone but did
n't turn on my camera, so I could see her but she couldn't see me.
Once the video connected, S stood in front of the computer, turned around, and smiled, indicating that I was completely naked
except for black stockings.
Then I turned on the vibrator. S immediately arched her back, gasped, and
sat down, leaning on the table for support.
I set the vibrator to low speed (level 2) and asked her to print out the work report she had finished that afternoon and bring it to
me.
I quietly opened the door, walked into the hallway, and gently closed the door behind me. I sneaked to the student's room
and saw S, naked, with her back to the door, waiting for the printer to finish printing.
She was holding onto the table next to her with one hand, and the other hand seemed to be pressed against her lower abdomen. She was standing fairly straight, so she
must have gotten used to this setting.
I increased the speed to level 8, and S immediately squatted down, accompanied by a seductive moan.
She only let out one cry before suppressing it. I continued walking forward, while simultaneously decreasing the speed to level 4.
After a while, S returned to the computer and, as I instructed, adjusted the laptop lid with one hand, allowing me
to see her entire body.
Her right hand was on the laptop lid, and her left hand was between her legs, her slender wrist and thigh trembling slightly.
I switched off and slowly increased the speed to level 7.
S said to me haltingly, "Dad—Dad, it's too—exciting, I can't—stand up..."
So I lowered the intensity back to level 3.
S rested for about half a minute, then forced herself to stand up, using the table for support. At that moment, the camera
caught a glimpse of her shaved pubic area.
S rested for a few more seconds, then started carrying her laptop towards the door.
By this time, I could no longer see her because she couldn't control the camera's position properly.
I knew she was moving, so I increased the intensity. The camera image shook for a moment, then
returned to normal, and then I increased the intensity again, resulting in another shake.
By the time S came out of the student room, the intensity was at level 7. I watched as a
slender figure wearing only long black stockings struggled to walk, one hand holding the laptop and her crotch, the other hand pressed against
her genitals.
If she had glanced to her right as she left, she would have seen me, but she no longer had the strength to do anything more
.
She slowly made her way to my office door, laptop in her right hand, knocking with her left
. There was no response from inside.
I increased the intensity to level 8. S, supporting herself on the door, slowly squatted down. A slight tremor ran through her body; I
knew she was close. As she fully squatted, waiting for her climax, I quickly
lowered .
S breathed heavily for a few moments, then tried to stand up, knocking and softly calling, "Daddy,
open the door ! Open the door for your good daughter!
" At that moment, I yanked the handle of the security door and pushed it open (I checked through the peephole
to make sure no one was outside) while simultaneously turning the vibrator to its highest setting.
The sudden shock made S shudder. Instinctively, she tried to cover her breasts and genitals with her laptop and hands,
but the overwhelming pleasure made her curl up and squat down.
Later, she confessed to me that when she opened the door, she thought someone had come in. Because the hallway lights were off but there was a light
outside , she couldn't see who I was because I was backlit. Her first thought was that she was doomed and she wanted to run
, but she didn't have the strength. Then her body went out of control, and she was forced to orgasm. She could only squat down. At that moment, her mind
was blank; she only knew that she had orgasmed and felt fluid gushing out from below.
When I closed the door and went to S's side, her legs were curled up, and she was slumped on the ground, her body twitching occasionally
.
When I helped her up, her legs were still shaking violently, and her entire thighs were soaked.
I carried her into the room and put her on the sofa. Only then did she calm down, hugging my neck tightly
and starting to cry.
I had to sit next to her, stroking her back and comforting her.
She cried for a while before calming down, then punched me several times, saying that I had scared her to death and that she
had thought someone else had come in.
I said, "So you mean you peed your pants from fear?" Then I touched her inner thigh, and
when I touched her groin, she shuddered again.
I leaned in and kissed her cheek, then her neck and earlobe, and asked, "Did you take your medicine today?
" She bit her lip and nodded, wrapping her arms around my neck... She was very wet and sensitive after her recent orgasm,
and quickly climaxed again.
After I ejaculated inside her, I didn't pull out immediately. I held her, pressing down on her, waiting for my penis to slowly
soften inside her. Then she cleaned me up with her mouth. We sat on the sofa and rested for a while. S
drank some water. I brought in the documents and notebooks that were on the floor by the door, retrieved S's skirt and phone from the student room
, and then we started working overtime...
[The End]

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