I found myself outside my English professor's door one day after class. She is a woman in her early fifties, and I wanted some advice. Dan, my first really serious boyfriend had dumped me a week ago for some cheap bimbo, and I was taking it hard. I didn't want my grades to slip, and I thought it would be good to seek out advice from another woman, on how to get over it. I was just about to knock, when the door opened, and there she was.

     "Jaime" my professor said, smiling warmly at me.

     That did it, and I burst into tears. Elizabeth, my professor, quickly drew me into her office. Closing the door, she had me sit down, and gave me a soft shoulder to cry on, as I unloaded my tale of woe.

     Elizabeth listened patiently to my story, than told me, "Are you ready to take my advice, no questions asked?"

     I nodded, wiping at my eyes with a Kleenex.

     "Very well", she continued, "take off your clothes."

     I looked at her with a surprised expression.

     "The only way to get over the pain of losing a lover is to find another one" she explained, "and I want to help ease the pain. I want to love you."

     I nodded. I had never been with another woman, but it seemed a sensible solution. Without another word, I started to undress.

     Elizabeth locked the door, and dimmed the lights down to a very soft glow. Her eyes seemed to glitter in the dimness of the room. I was down to my black bra and panties, and she stepped behind me.

     "I'll make you feel so good" Elizabeth whispered to me.

     She unhooked my bra, slid it off my shoulders, and tossed it away. Her hands came around, cupping my breasts, she ran her fingertips around and around my breasts, circling the nipples, gently tugging on them, feeling them turn hard and erect under her caressing fingers.
 
     I moaned, her attentions were making my pussy delightfully hot and moist. I could feel the flame starting up, her caresses were sending wild zings of pleasure right at my pussy. She knelt down, and slowly peeled down my panties. Standing up, she led me over to her high backed leather chair. I sat in the chair, it reclined, and I brought my knees up, opening my thighs, letting my professor see how turned on I was.
 
     She ran her nose all over my pubic region, swirling her tongue through my full bush.

     "You smell lovely", she whispered, "I can't wait to taste you."

     I could fell her hands gently spreading apart my inner lips. I was so wet, I could see my juices bubbling up, my cunt aching for some attention. Elizabeth lowered her face, and I felt her tongue reach out and make contact. Being so wet, I barely felt the first soft caresses of her tongue. As her tongue started to swab more forcefully at me, my moans of delight urged her on, and soon she was driving her tongue deep into my hole, wrapping her tongue around my clit, and tugging on it. Finally, she brought her fingers into play, and brought all her talents to bear on my aching pussy. I cried out, cumming hard around her fingers, gushing juices out for her tongue to lick up, shuddering through my first orgasm in weeks. I was in a daze of sexual satisfaction as she stood up. Here was this beautiful woman, not a hair out of place, her lips and chin covered with my juices.

     "My dear, you've excited me beyond measure, and I simply must do something about it" she said.

     Elizabeth sat down in the chair across the desk, hiking her skirt up and quickly skimming off her panties. She spread her legs wide, letting me see all the wet excitement I had stirred up in her. She took a large dildo out of her handbag, and aimed it at her pussy. She pushed it in, quickly sliding the entire length up her pussy, I stared, transfixed, as my professor fucked herself wildly with the huge dildo, cumming again and again. After she had brought herself off several times, she rammed that huge pussy splitter up my tight hole, and I grunted with the feeling of my cunt walls getting the pleasureable feeling of a good wide stretch. She fucked me wildly with her dildo, making me cum again and again.
 
     I'm seeing Elizabeth on a regular basis, and not only did she help me get over Dan, she has made me forget all about men. In fact, if any of my friends in the same class need any help, I'll send them to Elizabeth, for her healing advice.