Graduation Day (Lesbian - College)
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Graduation finally arrived. Emily was done. It was official. She'd thought about skipping the ceremony since she didn't have any family coming in, but several of her friends wanted to cheer for her, so she went through with it. Besides, she was looking forward to making the Dean hand over the diploma and announce the summa cum laude honors. She and Emily had never gotten along; some people just rub each other the wrong way. Was it petty? Maybe. But that didn't mean Emily wasn't going to enjoy it. She stepped onto the stage as her name was called.
Emily had stashed her cap and gown in her bag, and was wearing a pretty yellow sundress with white flats. She went up the steps to the chemistry building and stepped inside. The walls were painted an institutional beige, and the linoleum tiles on the floor were worn. Cheap fluorescent lighting washed the color out of everything, and the air was cool. The smell of industrial cleansers and chalk dust had permeated the entire building down to a molecular level. Posters advertised campus events, local bands, and cheap beer. The slap of her leather soles echoed in the empty hall. She stopped in front of a door and knocked.
"Come in!" a voice called.
Emily opened the office door to see her academic advisor typing on a laptop. Lena Garron was in her forties, with curly brown hair and hazel eyes. "Hi, Lena," Emily said, closing the door behind her.
"Emily!" Lena called affectionately. She stood up and met the young woman halfway, giving her a big hug. Lena was wearing a sleeveless high-neck "little black dress" that came to mid-thigh, along with a cute pair of strappy black heels. "I was just about to head over to the faculty mixer, but I'm glad you stopped by so I can say congratulations in person." She smiled.
"Thank you so much," Emily said. "I couldn't have done it without your guidance every semester, not to mention all of the extra help in your polymer chem class." She pulled a small, thin box tied with a bright bow out of her bag and handed it to the older woman. "For you."
Lena raised her eyebrows. "What have we here?" She motioned to one of the chairs placed in front of the desk. "Sit down while I try to find the scissors."
Emily sat as Lena opened a few desk drawers. "Aha!" she called. "There they are." She popped the drawer closed with a hip and walked around to the front of the desk, leaning back against it while she cut the ribbon and opened the box. Nestled in thin tissue paper was a black Verdanta premium membership card with an expiration date four years out.
"Oh, Emily!" she said, eyes wide. "I can't possibly accept this. This is way too much."
"Nonsense," Emily said. "Four years for four years. It balances."
"Still, I know how much these cost. You have better things to spend your money on."
"It's worth it to me. Besides, your name's already embossed on it, so you may as well keep it." She smiled up at Lena.
The older woman hedged. "Well... if you're sure."
"Would it help ease your concern if I told you that employees get a steep discount?"
"It would, yes."
"Then there you go. I recommend the sea salt exfoliation followed by the sauna and a Swedish massage."
"I don't know what else to say besides thank you, so thank you," Lena said. She smiled and held the box to her chest. "This means a lot to me. We're not supposed to have favorites, but since you're no longer a student as of..." she looked at her watch "...two hours ago, I can admit that you were mine. You're smart as a whip, focused, and beautiful. You'll go far."
Emily blushed deeply. "Goodness. I'm not sure about all that, but I appreciate the encouragement."
"Oh don't be modest," Lena said. She put the box down on the desk and turned back to Emily. She raised a finger. "One, summa cum laude." Another finger up. "Two, you've known where you wanted to end up ever since you got here, and you never deviated from that." A third finger. "And three, I can attest from personal experience how distracting you are when you sit up front in class."
"You keep that up and my head won't fit through the door," Emily said.
"It's part of the master plan to have you all to myself." Lena winked at her.
Emily laughed. "There are days I wouldn't mind being a kept woman."
Lena raised an eyebrow. "And how would you earn your keep?" she asked.
"Good question," Emily said. "I've never really thought about it." She chuckled. "I suppose if nothing else, I could curl up at the foot of the bed and make a warm spot for your feet."
"That would be a waste," Lena said. Her voice slid down into a low, playful tone. "There are much better places to make a warm spot."
"I agree," Emily said. "All you'd have to do is point me in the right direction."
Lena took hold of the sides of her dress and slowly pulled the hem up. When it reached her upper thighs, she let go of one side and pointed between her legs. "Like this?"
"Exactly like that." Emily got out of the chair and went to her knees in front of the older woman. She grabbed the hem of Lena's dress and pushed it further up, revealing the cobalt blue bodysuit she wore underneath. "That is sexy as hell," Emily said. She pushed Lena's legs further apart, kissing her way up the older woman's thighs. When Emily moved to pull aside the fabric, Lena grabbed her hand.
"No," she instructed. "Leave it there for now."
The satin was smooth against Emily's face, lips, and tongue as she nuzzled and teased Lena's pussy, and the older woman grabbed the back of Emily's head and pushed her in harder. "Yes," she said in a husky voice. "Right there. Oh. Keep going. Like that! Yes! Oh!" She shuddered as an orgasm rocked through her.
Emily looked up from between Lena's legs with a smile. "Made a warm spot."
"More than warm," Lena said. "I'm absolutely soaked."
"You taste good."
Lena pulled the bodysuit to the side, exposing her thick labia. "Take more."
Emily ran her tongue between the older woman's big pussy lips. Up from the bottom, pause to lick and suck her clitoris, down again to stick her long tongue as far into her former professor's cunt as she could, lapping up the sweetness.
Lena continued to hold the bodysuit aside for the young woman feasting between her legs, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples with her free hand. Another orgasm made her gasp and shake.
"Wait," she said, trying to catch her breath. "Stand up." As Emily got back to her feet, Lena turned around. "Strip me," she demanded.
Emily grasped the zipper of the little black dress. "Fast or slow?" she whispered into Lena's ear.
"Just get me naked, you little tease."
Emily pulled the zipper down, then pushed the dress off of Lena's shoulders and let it fall. She ran her hands up and down the satin lingerie, enjoying the smooth feel of the material as she rubbed Lena's back and stomach, grabbed her ass, and cupped her breasts, then she took hold of the spaghetti straps and peeled the bodysuit off of the older woman in one fluid motion.
Emily stood up and pushed on Lena's back to bend her over the desk. "Grab the edge," she commanded. She used her feet to spread the older woman's legs apart.
Lena wouldn't have thought she could get any wetter, but the young woman ordering her to assume such an exposed position, and the exciting trepidation of not knowing what would happen next, had her gushing.
Emily ran a hand down Lena's back, over her ass, and in between her legs. She rubbed her hand back and forth, feeling the heat radiating from the older woman's pussy. As wet as Lena was, Emily's two fingers found no resistance when she slipped them deep inside her. She started slow, but soon built up speed, until Lena was panting and her leg quivering. Emily pulled her fingers out and vigorously rubbed Lena's hard clit until her knees buckled and she cried out in ecstasy.
Lena needed a minute or so to recover, but then she straightened up and turned back to Emily. She kissed the younger woman hard, biting at her lip. She bent down and grabbed the hem of Emily's sundress and quickly pulled it over her head, and Emily unsnapped her bra as Lena pushed her white panties to the floor. Lena dropped to her knees and grabbed Emily's ass, pulling her landing-strip pussy tight against her face. She kissed and licked the young woman's slit until Emily was dripping wet, then got on her back on the floor in front of the desk and motioned the long-haired girl closer. "Come here and ride my face," Lena said. "Don't worry about whether I can breathe, just grind down on me. Squeeze my head with your thighs. Fuck yourself with my mouth. Try to drown me."
Emily placed her knees on either side of Lena's head, bent forward to brace herself on her hands, and pushed her hips down, burying the older woman's face in her wet cunt. She rocked back and forth, feeling Lena's lips and tongue trying to devour her. She moved faster and harder, building up the pressure until, at last, several orgasms shot through her in a chorus line, one right after the other.
When Emily could move without falling over, she lifted herself off of Lena. Both ladies were panting heavily, and both of their faces were slick and shiny with the other's pleasure. They ended up leaning back against the desk side by side, gathering the energy to get dressed again.
Lena reached over to softly stroke Emily's cheek. "So much better than I imagined," she said, smiling softly.
Emily tilted her head against Lena's hand, then turned and kissed the palm. "If I'd known this was waiting for me," she said, "I would have graduated three years ago."