Sxcapades

Teacher

by Malteser©

She wriggled nervously on the hard wooden seat outside the office door. The corridors were quiet after school: little else except the sound of the janitor’s whistling. She had already been waiting fifteen minutes. It was ok for seniors to still be about though. Since she got the message that he wanted to see her about her assignment, she’d thought of nothing else. She had been hoping for this for so long, but kept telling herself she was imagining it all, it was just about the work.

Her long blonde hair was still a little wet from her shower after sports. She’d enjoyed the exercise, a way to release some of these pent up feelings, but the effect hadn’t lasted long.

Showering with the girls was a laugh, but they had no limits. As they laughed and joked, a beautiful black girl, with a wonderful body, big smile and big breasts, had come up to her and kissed her hard on the lips, pressing her tongue into her mouth.

‘Wanna play with me, cutie?’ The girl squeezed her nipple, and she’d gasped despite herself.

‘Ermm..sorry.’ She’d felt so stupid, wished she’s laughed and thought of something clever to say. She liked the girl.

‘Ha ha ha! You got the hots for some guy. I can see…’ The other girls laughed. She smiled as she remembered. How true.

‘Come in now please.’

His voice was a shock, calling through the door, and she felt her stomach flip. She opened the door. He was staring at his computer screen, fingers busy. She closed the door.

‘Sit here please.’ He didn’t look up.

The chair was next to his, on the other side of the desk. She walked over and sat down, dropping her bag on the floor. Her short black skirt rode up a little, exposing the creamy skin of her thighs. Her assignment was on the top of a pile of papers in front of her. She waited, fingers twisting nervously in her lap. He continued to type.

‘I’ll just be a minute.’

His voice sounded strange, cold, not like the gentle, deep and laughing voice she had enjoyed over the past few months, with the warmth and amusement they had shared in class, and after class. Then there had been the looks, the brush of hands. She sometimes thought he was staring at her. She couldn’t help looking at him as he walked the floor during class. Tall and dark, with a wonderful smile, but he looked serious right now. She was fascinated by the idea of him naked. She had seen boys her age, skinny and undeveloped, but him, a real man, it made her so excited to think of that.

She sat quietly, trying not to look at him. Had all those laughs and looks and intense moments just been in her imagination? She blushed and felt like a fool. Why would he be interested in her, just eighteen, who knew nothing? He could have any woman. She was such a silly little idiot. She felt totally vulnerable and embarrassed.

Looking down, she suddenly realised how brazen she must seem with so much of her thighs showing. She took hold of the hem of her skirt to try to pull it down a little.

‘Don’t!’

His hand covered hers, his voice harsh and choked. She looked up into his eyes. Even a girl as inexperienced as her knew hunger when she saw it. She felt her stomach flip over. He looked away again, but kept his hand where it was, covering hers, on her thigh.

He wanted her. There was no doubt for her now. He wanted her and she was going to let him take her. She had played a little with boys, but she wanted this man to have her. Her heart beat so fast. She felt wetness between her thighs and closed her eyes to enjoy the feel of his hand on hers.

She wanted to make him want her so badly. He seemed to be fighting in himself, but she needed him so much. She wanted him to hurt her and make it better all at the same time, to show her what she was desperate to know, to teach her. She had to do something.

Looking down at his hand on hers, she parted her thighs. The skirt rode up a little more, and she moved her hand, his over hers, further down towards her upper thighs. He moaned. She moved her hand further towards the top of her legs, pushing her skirt up. He pushed her hand away and moved his hand directly to her pussy. She gasped as he placed a finger on her wet panties, the others resting on the top of her legs. She spread more for him. He didn’t move.

The feelings that were coursing through her body were exquisite and terrifying. She wanted him to take her, put his cock inside her, but she was so scared of the size of him and the pain. She placed a hand on his thigh.

‘Oh Jesus.’ His voice was choked.

She moved her hand over his thigh and towards his crotch. His spare hand stopped her.

‘No! Not yet! It’s too much.’ She looked up at him. The pained expression was still on his face, but he looked hot, so hot.

He took his hand away from her pussy and pulled her to her feet.

‘Come here.’ He pulled her in front of him, her ass against the desk, his knees around her. And then he looked at her. He was smiling. Instinctively, she placed a finger on his lip.

He pulled her towards him, and his mouth was on hers, crushing and desperate, forcing his tongue into her, hands holding her face. She had never been kissed that way before, but responded with equal hunger, tasting him. She moaned and he kissed her more deeply, exploring her mouth with his tongue.

They parted breathlessly and he lifted her and sat her on the desk in front of him. His hands moved to her shirt, and she helped him to undo the buttons, tight across her chest, and push it off her shoulders. He moaned as her breasts in their simple cotton bra were exposed to him for the first time.

‘Sweet…’ He took her breasts in his big hands and began to knead them gently. She gasped and tilted her head back, her hands digging into his shoulders. He slid his fingers in and lifted her bra above her breasts, and then she felt his tongue take her nipple and cried out with pleasure.

‘Ooh.’ He was so in control. He lapped at her nipples, sucked and then bit gently with his teeth. She gasped with pleasure, desperate for him to touch her, there.

He reached around and unclasped her bra, cradling her breasts in his hands as he licked and sucked on her nipples. Little moans came from her lips, she took a moment to realise that it was her making the noises. The heat in her breasts spread through her, to her cunt and she felt the need to open herself for him so badly.

She reached for him and ran her hands though his hair then moved them to undo his shirt buttons, her fingers desperate for his skin. He gasped as she touched his chest and moved her fingers over him. He kissed her hard again, his tongue taking her, so hungry for her.

‘I’m gonna lick you so you’re wet for me, baby, ok?’ She nodded. How she wanted this.

Then he pushed her backwards, onto the desk, papers falling everywhere. Still sitting in his chair, he reached up her skirt to her panties and pulled them down. She lifted her hips to help him. They were soaked in her juices, he could smell the sex. He dropped them on the floor and pushed her skirt up higher over her hips.

‘Oh god,’ he murmured as he gazed at her. Her red lips glistened with wetness, a little soft brown downy hair. She was perfect.

‘Please.’ His cock jerked at the urgency in her voice.

But he knew he needed to take the time with her. He leaned forward and drew her hips towards him, sliding her along the desk. She was trembling. He let his fingers slowly trace her pussy lips, feeling the heat and wetness there. She cried out like a kitten. Slowly, he pushed a finger into her wet little hole.

‘Ooh!’ She moaned with pleasure. She was tight, but he would have to try two, stretch her a little, if she was going to take his cock. He pushed another finger in and she gasped. He looked at her, worried.

‘No, please, yes!’ He laughed and smiled at her. Pressing the finger back in very gently, he twisted it a little and she moaned for him again. Her eyes were closed, fingers on her breasts. Such a fantastic image, it would stay in his mind for a long time. He leant forward and touched her gleaming clit with the tip of his tongue.

She couldn’t believe the feeling.

‘Oh Jesus!’ She cried out and her whole body seemed to jerk and lift.

He pressed in with his tongue and felt a velvet wetness engulf him. She tasted so good, so sweet. Her hands were in his hair, holding him there as he began to tease her with his tongue. Her moans grew louder. She felt ready to explode. He moved the fingers inside her as he licked her clit, rubbing his nose on her pussy lips, drinking her in.

It was driving both of them senseless. He pulled away from her pussy, and she almost cried out with frustration. He stood, and with his spare hand, he unzipped himself, knowing that he couldn’t wait much longer. But then she saw his cock, and gasped at the huge beautiful erection, glistening and smooth.

‘Can I touch?’ He moaned and took her hand, placing her fingers on him, her fingers seeming so small and delicate, his cock twitching with pleasure as she moved them up and down, instinctively knowing how to touch him.

‘Oh fuck, girl, I want to put it in you. Are you ready to try?’ She began to tremble.

‘Oh please…fuck me. Now.’

Looking down at her glistening cunt, he parted her legs more. She looked up at him with the hunger blazing in her eyes and a touch of a smile.

‘I want you.’ She said it in a grown up way, a real, desiring woman, ready.

He drew her hips towards him and carefully placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy lips. She moaned. He pressed a little, then a little more.

‘Tell me if it’s too much.’ He looked into her eyes.

‘Please. All the way.’ He could barely believe he was hearing her words.

Desire overtook his reason and he pressed his cock into her, feeling the first resistance, then pressing more, like breaking a seal. It was exquisite. She was so tight, snug around him. He had to hold himself. He was good at that, but this was extreme.

‘Aaaagh!’ There were tears in her eyes.

He waited, didn’t move. She wrapped her legs around his waist. He began to withdraw, very slowly, then pushed gently back in again. Then again. She was so hot, tight and wet. Control, he needed control. Her fingers pressed into his arms as she drew him towards her.

‘I want you now. All of you.’ It was too much. He plunged into her, sending his cock as far as it could go. She screamed, but it was pleasure, not pain. He thrust again, and again.

‘Oh my god.’ She was in heaven.

Every nerve in her body focused on the feelings in her cunt. She felt wave after wave of pleasure, despite that pain on the edge, of him breaking into her. She knew how sore she would be later, but didn’t care, just wanted it to go on. He was so big, so perfect. She was fused to his huge cock.

He knew he wouldn’t be able to stand this intensity of feeling for too long, and he needed her to cum, to feel what that was like. He reached between them and found her clit, expertly fingering her, feeling his cock move in and out of her.

She was nearing the edge. Her cries were getting louder, forgetting where they were. He pumped into her, loving her hands in his hair as he thrust and fingered her and brought her with him..

‘Cum for me baby,’ he whispered to her.

‘Oohhh…I’m…gonna…’ She couldn’t speak…feeling it crashing towards her.

He moaned…..feeling the build up inside him…..the need to fill her with his cum…he couldn’t hold on.

Her scream was muffled by the bite into his arm as shudders wracked her body. He exploded in crashing orgasm, pumping her in a frenzy as he let go the months of tension, all into her, feeling his hot spunk fill her.

‘Aaaghh!’ So good, so fucking good.

He was spent. Resting his head on her chest, he smelt her freshness and sweat at the same time, as her fingers played with his hair.

‘How did I do, teach?’ She asked him.

‘Straight A’s of course, girl.’ They laughed.

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