Miss Emma Rose

I scrunched my nose at the with child textbook I pulled from the cheap charge plate bag."Jesus of Nazareth Emma,"My roommate Katie snorted as she caught a glimpse of the thickly spring book."I told you that you should have just taken a account course instead."

We both had the same Arts major, but instead of having the same elective as her, I chose to go with something a little more challenging, German language. After flipping through the textbook I was starting to think I might have taken on a bit more than I could plow.

Katie's annoying little jab was rattling the last of my nerves. We both had our elective course in an hour and I was still panicking about the subject matter. It seemed the prof was trying to treat a immense amount for the small-scale semester that we had. I had picked up a bit of the terminology from my fluent and friendly neighbour, but that was years ago.

I shoved the textbook into my back pack and went to inspect myself in the mirror before we left. I fiddled with my whisker for a here and now, it was a bit preceding my shoulder joint all chestnut and curls and at that moment it was a bit groundless looking. I tuned sideways to inspect my outfit, a plain pair of blue jean and a courteous red blouse. I readjusted my bra to make my B breasts appear a bit more full .I had just noticed that my blouse had a bit of lint sticking to it. I picked a bit of it off before I heard Katie kick the door."We don't have time for all that !"
"All of what ?"I impatiently hollered through the threshold as I continued picking off routine of lint on the hem of my shirt.

"Your addict out session, you are going to be hunky-dory Emma, I am just giving you a intemperate time."She said, her vocalism softening a bit."You are a top student, you know that."

I sighed as I gazed at my own manifestation ; a couple of nervous browned middle peered back."Alright,"I said, defeated."Let's go then."

Glengall building, where my stratum was being held, was only a short manner of walking away from residence commons so Katie and I quickly parted. It was a office of the old side of campus where most of the building were originally built when the university was first established. I weaved in and out of the first day of class buzz as I navigated my way to my classroom. I was only five hour early but there was no sign of the professor. Unfortunately the class was relatively full so I was stuck sitting in the battlefront row along with a couple of other stragglers.

As I took my behind a man in his former forties rolled a deal trolley car in. He had a fuck of graying contaminating blond whisker that came down to his ears and a total beard that had atomic number 47 whiskers along with his instinctive colour. He would birth easily towered over my 5'6 height and he was wearing brown trousers with a cord blazer over a tweed apparel shirt. He had an impressive consistence for a man his age, he was toned, but not to muscular. I had a hunch that if he took off his shirt there would be a hard tummy underneath. With a lilliputian kick the door closed behind him and he straightened his burgundy tie as he flashed a magnificent smiling while surveying his class.

He wrote ‘ Dr. Nikolas Kirsch'in chalk across the blackboard and German 101 beneath it."Do you know what I wish for you to take with you when you leave here at the end of this semester ?"His accent was pernicious ; I wondered how foresighted ago he had learned English because he was very estimable at speaking it. No one in the class said anything, there were twenty-some pupil and we all suspected it to be a rhetorical motion. Well, it wasn't.

His eyebrows arched as he eyes his class, his speculative disconsolate middle settled on me."Why don't you give it a photograph Miss…"

"rosiness,"His deepening look cause my name to sound like a squeak, I cleared my throat."Emma Rose."
"Well young lady Emma pink wine, what are your thoughts ?"He playfully questioned.

"I-I suppose you want us to have a range on beginners German,"I tentatively answered, it seemed he wanted more though."And perhaps an understanding of the German culture ?"

His playful grinning grew and to my discouragement my cheek flushed."You are absolutely correct Miss Emma rosebush ! I want this socio-economic class to not just utter the speech communication, live it with me ! Which is why a portion of this class will consist of test, quizzes and such on the linguistic communication and a dower will be on our dangerous undertaking. I have a calendar posted on the bulletin plug-in outside of our form which shows you of our scheduled expedition, some of which will happen outside of class."

I heard some of my classmates slip uncomfortably in their seats, and even someone make a groan. If Dr. Kirsch heard, he didn't let it show."Now I know that most of you also have evening job so I only require you to add up to five of the eight international activities, but for that I require a bit of spear carrier homework on your part. I am wishing to drown you in the German culture and what substantially place to start than with the music."He tore the natural covering off of the trolley to reveal it good of CD's."It's all here, from Rammstein to Mozart. And because of Emma's daring to be the first to answer one of my doubt, I will let her possess first plectrum of the lot before I turn it over to the rest of you at the end of class."

He gave me an eager smile,"cum on, don't be shy."

But I was. Something about him made me feel like a blithering mess. It could let been his expressive eye or maybe the motion of him running his hand through his pilus as I hesitantly walked up to the tramcar. I haven't heard of most of the musicians on there and I quickly surveyed the trolley car for anything I recognized. Where was the Mozart he talked about ? After realizing I had been up there for a consequence too long I quickly picked up my next safest choice, a classic record album titled ‘ Bach : Partitas and Sonatas for violin'and rushed back to my seat.

"Hmm, that is quite an interesting choice young lady Emma Rose."Dr. Kirsch commented.

"I play Violin."I managed to screak out as my cheeks grew hot under his gaze.

"Ah, a instrumentalist, wonderbar !"He gave me a blink of an eye and I practically melted."Now if you all can open your schoolbook to chapter one."

***

After the foresighted start lesson, which proved that focusing on my work and not on Dr. Kirsch would be more difficult then I though, I escaped to search at the outcome calendar for the semester. I managed to beat the rush to the bulletin board to see that the kickoff ‘ risky venture'we were going on was on the first nighttime of the Fall festival political party that residence held every year. I sighed heavily, I had been looking forward to it, but apparently I would be going to a conventional dinner party at the German club instead. I contemplated skipping out of it since I didn't need to go on all of them, but I thought that it wouldn't show very good go-ahead if I skipped out on the initiative one.

The next couple weeks went smoothly enough, as lots as it could possess with me growing hotter with every wink and grin that Dr. Kirsch threw the class. I was starting to uprise use to his playful nature and my face stopped growing crimson with every glace he passed my way. I actually managed to give my words informing the class about my musical option without squeaking out words, Dr. Kirsch actually seemed print. By the time the High German night club Dinner rolled around I was actually beginning to palpate that I didn't make the wrongly pick in picking my course. That is until I showed up to the dinner.

Since it was courtly I picked out a mild pink articulatio genus length dress with fourth sleeves made of lace, but to be good, I picked it because it lifted the female child out in a please way. I had tall white hound and a small bloodless clench with me, when I walked into the nightspot I almost dropped it. A rather large table was set aside for us, but it seemed I was the first to get. The hostess smiled politely as she seated me but I could secernate she was thinking the same thing I had been, the reservation were for six, which was five minutes away, and I was the only one who showed. I managed to get stood up by my entire division.

I threw a suspire as I took my rear, maybe everyone else would be fashionably late.

I surveyed the glittering restaurant. There were couples scattered about the elbow room, all in ties and attire. The walls had German language artwork hanging on them, few I recognized. Behind me was a ledge full moon of beer steins. I twisted in my bottom to get a better smell at all the colors and shapes.

His vox made me jumping."They are all handmade in Germany."When I turned Dr. Kirsch laughed under his breath,"Forgive me, I didn't mean to galvanise you."

"No harm done,"I quietly said as he sat opposite me."It looks like we are the for the first time single here."
"It would come out that way, I hope that the others come, it seems I schedule our little dinner on the night of the Fall Festival,"He flicked the material diaper on his lap and gave me a trivial shake of his read/write head."Silly me."
I noticed that he was dressed more formally than he normally would have been ; he had a silky black coat on that contrasted his eyes beautifully. I tried not to stare as he ordered wine for the table."I think a bottle of red would be dependable to start,"He said to the waitress,"We don't know if we will be the only single in our party quite yet."

A hot flash rose to the buttock of the waitress as she nodded, I felt a sudden ping of jealously rush through me. I shouldn't have been jealous. She was pretty though, and closer to his age than my 22 days were. But he was my professor, and I shouldn't have been having those opinion about him.

"So,"He said as the waitress rushed off to retrieve the wine."How are your other subject field, young woman Emma blush wine ?"

The way my name rolled of his clapper bothered me in a way that no man had been able to achieve before. I managed to present him a slight grin,"Well Dr. Kirsch—"

"Please, squall me Nikolas."

"Nikolas—I am doing my Bachelor of artistic production, and the residual of my classes seem to be going pretty well."

Nikolas grinned."For some reason I always suspected you would be an Arts scholarly person, you have that wide-eyed romantic quality that they all seem to share."

The wine came fairly quickly and I took an bore draft to dissolve my nerves."I didn't realize that we were so easily placed."

He shrugged."I am often meter wrong with these things, but even more so right."

A eatery employee, who was dressed too sharply to be a waiter came to our mesa and addressed us in High German. The conversation was very short and he left when Nikolas nodded.

"It seems that they are having quite the busy night,"Nikolas relayed the info to me."Since I believe most of our company isn't coming, I've agreed to be seated at a smaller mesa. He stood with his shabu in hand."You don't mind do you ?"

"No, of course not."I picked up my clutch along with my wine methamphetamine hydrochloride and we followed the waitress to a cozy booth that sat about four on each side of the mesa. Once again Nikolas sat across from me.

***

even though no one else from the socio-economic class showed up I think we drank enough for four of us. Even after we had our meal my head was still swimming. I was caught up in everything he had to offer, the auditory sensation of his gag, the colouring material of his eyes, the taste of his state's solid food and most of all their wine-coloured. The conversation he offered was never deadening but I suspected that was a reflection of him.

We knew we were cut off when our waitress asked us if she wanted her to call a cab."What do you say,"Nikolas playfully questioned."Do you require to part a cab ?"

"Of course of instruction,"I said as I rested my work force on my hot impertinence."But I think I need some air first."

He threw down some money on the table before I could get hold of for my clutch."Let's go stand outside then."

"Oh, let me pay for half."I said as I stared at the tumid sum on the table.

"gimcrackery, Emma."

"I insist."

He passed me a sly grin as he shoved on his coating."How about you pay for the taxi."

I grinned as his trivial drunken wobble."Sounds like a deal."

It was cooler outside than I remembered, but my face was hot from the wine so it was refreshing. The nine had their euphony playacting outside as well, except it was easier to hear out there. I recognized the birdcall they were playing."That song is from the album you gave me on the first-class honours degree day."I told him."I am trying to learn it but I haven't gotten it quite right yet."

"Do you spiel any former instruments ?"

"pianissimo, cello and the clarinet,"I smiled broadly at his raised brow."My mother was a music teacher ; she always said that music was the key to a person's soul."

His late blue eye softened at this and he stole a moment to glance me over. If he hadn't had been drinking then it might have been more subtle, but it was plain to see that he was taking in every curve of my body. Yet my only response was a flirtatious"What ?"

He shook his head as our taxi pulled up."You are a very old soul Miss Emma Rose."

There is was again, that alluring way he said my entire name. It made me unaccented at the knees. He opened the car doorway and flashed me a smart as a whip smile."After you ?"

The cab was small and smelled faintly of butt and air freshener. When Nikolas got in he continued with our conversation."I have quite the wide classical aggregation, would you wish to come see it ?"
For a import I was caught off safeguard, but I quickly regained my composure."Sure."

We continued speaking about music but I could hardly keep my idea on the conversation. I don't know why I was so fluster though, he was taking me to his house and showing me his assembling as his pupil, it would be foolish to call back otherwise. I was far too unripened for a man with his broadened mind.
His home was located in the old part of the city. It was the variety you would dream to live in, but I heard the care on them was tedious. That being said it was cozy, and elegant. I paid the taxi driver and turned to follow a grin Nikolas up the drive."I bought this household when I moved from Germany four years ago. I had my creative thinker set on a Bodoni font apartment but when the old charm of this post caught my eye, I just couldn't say no."

We stepped into a small anteroom where I he hung up his pelage. It led into a quaint living room that had a small fireplace opposite shelves of books. Nikolas gently touched my berm and a shiver ran through me as he passed."If you will be me to my office."

His agency was of modest size, but it was sinful in showmanship. Opposite from the door was a big burnt sienna desk with a leather bureau hot seat behind it and two leather back chair in front end. On either side of the desk there were improbable bookcases wide-cut of disc and CD's covering every inch of space. A outdoor stage with a record player and stereo sat within easy ambit behind his desk.

Nikolas flicked on the lamp on his desk and suddenly all of the lights in the house flickered off."That would be the old breaker in this house, give way me a moment."

My heart lingered on him walking down the hall. I made a genial note to watch him walk away more often as I turned back to his collection of music. He had stuff from rock-and-roll and roll to classic and everything in-between. While I was inspecting his all-inclusive ingathering the lamp beside his desk flickered on. A lot of his music was in German and near of it I didn't recognize, but I was more than instill. I picked up a conversant criminal record from the shelf and blew the bit of junk off it.

A shiver ran up my spine and I turned to see Nikolas watching me from the room access. He had his weapon crossed but there was a smile performing at his lips."Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to be so nosy"I said as I put the record back.

He waved off my apology as he joined me at my side."No need for that, I invited you here to see my collection."

A flimsy pang of disappointment washed over me. Even though I knew it was stupid to think so, I had hoped he had invited me over for something more. Maybe it was the wine or maybe I felt it all along, but I didn't want him to be my professor. I wanted something more, now whether that something was having him down me between the sheets or something else, I didn't know.

My nerves and the feeding bottle of wine gave me a sudden need to keep talking."My Mom had that phonograph record,"I casually rested my arm on the shelf and turned towards him, he did the same."She used to play it on Billy Sunday after a visit to the park."

Nikolas regarded me with such deep thought that I couldn't supporter but ask that stereotyped inquiry that young womanhood in want of affection usually asked."What are you thinking about ? You look like I just told you one of my mystifying secrets."

"I was thinking about how I want you to deteriorate my class,"His eyes swam over me as I held back my shock. Drop his class ? I was one of his top bookman ! Where did I go wrongly tonight ?"So I could snog you I mean. You are a good student, a great student, don't get me wrong. I would just rather kiss you…"He trailed off his ramble lamely. It was the first time I had ever seen him look so shy of himself."Listen to me, I'm sorry if—"

His apology was cut short as I leaned in and planted a flabby osculation to silence him. I did it before I could block to think about what I was doing and at number one when he hesitated my mind screamed"EMMA YOU IDIOT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING ?"

But when he kissed me back, any hesitant thought left my mind. It started out soft and gentle but when my glossa flicked his lips and he opened them for me, things became more passionate. My hands raked trough his shaggy hair's-breadth as I pressed myself against his chest. He explored my soundbox with one script as his early intertwined with my curls.

Nikolas kissed me almost hungrily as he pressed me up against the bookshelf. I could feel my panty starting to get wet as he grinded against me. It was well-heeled to sense through his pants that he was getting excited. I stripped him of his jacked and began to fluff with the clit as he kissed my neck. A gasp filled the room as he lightly bit my earlobe. As he unzipped my frock I got the concluding of his buttons undone and tear off his shirt. In one swift gesture he slipped my dress from my shoulder and it fell to the storey. I kicked off my cad as I stepped out of it. Suddenly found myself standing in front of my prof in only a duet of lacy panties.

A hooked fingerbreadth shed me of my last article of clothing as I loosened his pants off his pelvic arch. He broke a buss when my pantie hit the base and his spectacular blue optic slid over my body in a ravenous way, he reached up and tweaked one of my small mammilla, a grinning played on his lips as I bit my lip. All of a sudden his mouth was trailing over one of my nipples. I laced my hands in his whisker as I silently begged him not to hold on. His beard hair tickled as he sucked my nipple into his mouthpiece, I let out a low giggle.
Nikolas's eyes found mine and he gave me a inquiring, almost hurt, look."You're beard tickle,"I said as I traced his brim with my thumb,"I like it."

Nikolas chuckled a bit as he took my other pap in his mouth. He playfully flicked my pap with his knife as he massaged my other breast. Shudders wracked my consistency every metre he lightly bit my sensitive pap. I was soaking wet, all I wanted was for him to fuck me. But instead I pulled him up and gave him a fast kiss as I roughly turned him around so he was pressed against the bookshelves. I knelt in presence of him and ran a hand down the lead of fuzz leading to his underdrawers. His eye were wide as he looked down on me as if he didn't know if he should consider what he was seeing. I gave him a sly smiling as I stroked his shaft through his bagger. A sharp intake of breathing place was heard as I pulled his boxer around his ankle joint. He kicked them off without a second thought.

For a moment I marveled at the sight of his erect cock. It was standing proud at what I guessed was eight inches. It was the kind of pecker that just begged to be in soul's lip. I looked up into his eyes as I circled his head word with my tongue. The prediction was making him quietly whimper. When I took as much of his cock in my oral fissure as I could he threw his promontory back and moaned loudly. Nikolas held my whisker out of his was as he watched me continue to turn his throbbing member. I lapped at his pre-cum as I cupped his testis. Nikolas was making diminutive moan above me as I swirled the head of his peter in my backtalk.

"Oh god,"He moaned loudly,"Emma, please don't stop."

I don't think I would receive been able to stop if he wanted me to. I sucked his throbbing dick like a starving sex slave, and I loved every mo of it.

His blue yes peered down at me from heavy lids and in the instant of extreme pleasure he went back to his aboriginal clapper"Bitte stoppen Sie nicht."He chanted it like a mantra.

"Oh, Emma, halt, I'm going to cum."He whined as the adhesive friction on my fuzz tightened. But like I said, I couldn't stop, I wanted it too badly.

I paused sucking him off for a moment."I want you to cum in my mouth ?"

It was asked like a inquiry but any response was cut short as I continued on with his cock and he groaned loudly.

I worked his light beam with one bridge player as I flicked my tongue over his school principal. The grip on my hair tightened a bit more. His human knee shook slightly and he moaned loudly as he fired out hot globs of cum in my mouth. I managed to swallow most of it, the quietus I hungrily licked up.

He leaned back on the bookcase for a moment to overhear his breath as I cleaned the cum off his shaft. He looked down at me just as I was licking the conclusion of his jizz off my lips. Without a word he lifted me up into his limb so my branch were wrapped around his midsection and kissed me. His hands ran up and down my rear as I eagerly matched his dominant kisses. Nikolas moved me to the desk and after knocking a few stuff to the ground he set me on top of it. Our osculation was broken as his tongue trailed down my chest and across my belly, he stopped at my cunt."clean shaven, I like that,"He said as he gazed up into my eye, I suspected he was teasing me."It makes it well-off to vellicate you with my beard."

The joke I had turned into a gasp as he licked up my twat."Mmm, you are so wet young lady Emma Rose."
I moaned as my named rolled off his clapper, he smiled back up at me."Do you like it when I tease you ?"
I bit my lip and gave him a picayune nod."But please, I need you to impact me."

With a smile he spread my sassing apart and sucked my clit in his mouth. I nearly came right there and then. My stage shook as his expert tongue brushed along my button and he lapped the juices from my hot cunt. I was moaning constantly, I have never had soul eat my pussy as feverishly as he was and I loved every minute of it. I grinded my hips back against his mouth as I panted. When he flicked my gorge clit I squirmed on his desk. I felt my orgasm in my stomach as my pegleg shook more.

"Oh my god,"I pleaded as I arched off the desk."More, more, please, I'm going to cum !"

He took this as an invitation to pump two finger's breadth in and out of my hot slit as he sucked my button, but that was the break power point for me. With a cry I exploded and bucked up against his fingers and greedy clapper. He stood up as I took a few shuddering breaths. I could see that his cock was standing tall again."I need you inside of me,"I told him as I sat up."Now."

A mischievous grin spread across his nerve as he picked me up. Nikolas walked a couple measure before placing me on the carpeted story."If that's what you want."

He angled his cock against my puss lips but instead of entering me, he played up the anticipation by sliding his cock up and down my puss. I impatiently moaned at his teasing. Nikolas bit his lip as he slowly entered me, I could not serve but utter a flaccid groan. He took his hand off his cock and placed it by my question as he slipped inside me edge by inch. My physical structure opened up to his large shiver member but I still winced slightly at the sudden trespass. He took this as a sign to slow down a bit.

His hand cupped my face and he drew himself down to plant life heavenly kisses. My hands ran down the toned muscles on his back as his lingua explored my lip. Soon I was pressing myself towards him, my physical structure begging for to a greater extent of his cock. He obliged by burying it all in me. I stifled a scream of ecstasy into his collarbone as he slowly rocked his hip back and forth, creating a rhythm. I matched his yearn thrusts so his pelvic pearl grinded against my clit. Hot breathing time crept over my neck as Nikolas buried his face in my haircloth, with every other poke a humble whimper would escape him. I had my handwriting twined in his whisker as I arched towards him. My legs began to throw off as a familiar tactual sensation unfolded in the pit of my stomach. This time, however, I didn't have a luck to admonish him. Nails dug into his tegument as my uneven breath became more frenzied. I grabbed his ass boldness as I matched his drive, ensuring that he was as mysterious as he could get. My snatch tightened on his turncock as I shook.

"Oh sheisse,"He panted."You get so tight when you cum."

A shuddered pant was my answer as he picked up his stride. I never thought that I would be able to cum again but after his pelvic bone began its mad dweeb against my clit, I found myself near the brink once more. He buried me to the hilt with every poke. My bosom bounced with each smacking of skin and I moaned loudly. Nikolas was turning me wild as he unknowingly held me at the edge. Without warning I bit my lip hard and stifled a screaming as my puss tightened and I came again. This metre Nikolas final two poke after my pussycat gripped his cock and he groaned loudly as he shuddered. Hot cum shot into my wanting pussy. He whimpered as he collapsed in my arms. Unsteady breath played against my chest.
When Nikolas rolled off of me I cuddled up to his bureau and rested my head on his arms."I hope this doesn't sham my grade."

"Miss Emma Rose,"He said mediate pants."I wouldn't dream of it. ”