Sxcapades

The Ride Home
© Sxcapades

Oh, I’ve been bad. I’ve been really bad. Let me tell you what happened.

After the detention incident with Mr. Fields, whose first name is Truman, I wanted to stay away from him. He’s not the kind of guy I can go out with - or even have an affair with. I have to wonder why I am always attracted to these kinds of guys? I mean, I think I am a good girl… but good girls don’t let their teachers play with their twats during detention hall!!

I tried to be extra good in Truman’s algebra class and tried to sit in the middle of the room. A few times I caught him staring at me and smiling whenever I caught him at it. I tried my hardest to ignore him.

One morning soon after, I was getting books out of my locker when he came up to me. “You’ve been ignoring me,” he said.

“No,” I said. “I just didn’t want to lead you on. What happened in detention was a mistake. I shouldn’t have let you do that and I don’t want you to think that it will ever happen again.”

He laughed, “Don’t bullshit me. You loved it. You just don’t want to admit it.”

“I’m not saying it wasn’t nice. It was, but it was a one time thing and it’s over and done with.”

He leaned in and whispered in my ear. “It was more than just nice. Your pussy was dripping. You had to hold yourself back from cumming like crazy.”

My heart was pounding from him being so close. He went on.

“You know you liked the way my fingers felt. Wouldn’t you like to find out how good my dick would feel inside you, or my mouth on your clit? You come off like a good little girl, but the fact that you let me play with your pussy tells me that you’re a hot, horny babe that’s just dying to be bad. I’ll bet you’re getting wet right now just thinking about how good your pussy felt the other day.”

He put his hand on my thigh. “I could make it feel even better if we were alone.”

“No, I lied and pushed his hand away.” “I am not thinking about you, I don’t want to fuck you. In fact I don’t want anything to do with you. I’m going to be late for class, so leave me alone.”

“Go to class,” he said, “but your pussy wants more. Don’t try and deny it.”

I closed my locker and hurried down the hall. He had gotten to me. His warm breath in my ear and the hot words he said had my pussy throbbing. I tried to put it out of my mind for the rest of the day, but thoughts of him kept creeping back in.

Classes were difficult all day. It was so easy for my mind to start daydreaming about what it would feel like to have Truman’s cock in my pussy that it made concentration on my lessons almost impossible. I was so glad to go to cheerleading practice. I knew I’d be too busy to get preoccupied with Truman.

Practice went well and I was right; I was too busy to think about Truman. I was running late and had to hurry to my locker and pick up my things if I wanted to catch the last bus home. This was not the time for my locker to get stuck. I finally got it open and ran out to the parking lot just in time to see the bus pulling away. That was the last after school activity bus; I’d have to walk home. I knew I should have driven, but I was trying not to have to buy gas.

I was almost out of the parking lot when I saw Truman leaning against his car. “Need a ride?” Why did he have such a sexy smile?

“No thanks,” I said. “ I can walk, it’s not that far.”

“It’s far enough, especially after practice,” he said. “Come on, get in.”

My brain told me not to be alone with him, but my body was urging me on. Between my pussy aching at the thought of him and my legs and feet aching at the thought of walking home, I gave in and got in the car.

He was actually very nice to me in the car. I was expecting him to come on to me, but he was being the perfect gentleman. He asked me if I had to be home at a certain time and when I told him not really since my parents were going to be out for the evening he pulled into a parking area over looking the river.

I was still wondering about how polite he was being and I was staring at him quizzically. He looked at me as he drove and asked, “What?”

“Nothing,” I said, “You’re just being nicer than I expected.”

He laughed. “I’m a real nice guy. I was nice to you in detention.”

“You weren’t very nice to me at my locker today.”

“Oh yes I was. What I said to you was true and you were getting turned on thinking about it. Why don’t you just admit it?”

“I was not!” I exclaimed.

“Yes you were. I was standing close enough to you to see the way you were breathing. “

“That wasn’t excitement,” I said. “That was fear.”

“Are you afraid of me now?” He asked as he leaned in and lightly ran his fingers along my arm.

His touch went right between my legs. Despite what I was telling myself, he was turning me on. “No,” I said. I’m not afraid of you.”

He looked me over. “Then why can I see your chest rising. You’re breathing is rapid.”

“No it’s not”, I said as I tried to compose myself.

“Oh, yes it is.” He leaned in close and said, “You’re so excited right now, I can feel it. He brushed my hair from the side of my face and leaned in. His lips were soft on mine and I willingly yielded to him, opening my lips to allow his tongue in. His kiss was dizzying. I breathed in deep, feeling my breasts against his chest. Wrapping my arms around him, I let myself get lost in his embrace. When we broke the kiss he looked into my eyes. “Now tell me you don’t want more.”

I couldn’t. I wanted him. Maybe I just wanted it. I just stared at him not saying a word. He put the car in gear and started driving. When I asked where we were going, he just smiled. “You didn’t say you didn’t want me. I just didn’t think you wanted me in a public parking lot. We’re going to my house. No one is home and won’t be until late tonight.

I wanted to tell him no. I wanted to tell him to take me home, but something was keeping me from saying it. A part of him wanted this and that part of me was winning over my logical brain telling me not to.

We pulled into his driveway and he got out of the car. I just sat there. He walked around and opened my door. “Are you coming?”

I waited a moment and took a deep breath before I said yes and got out of the car.

When we walked into his house, he led me to the bedroom, put his arms around me and kissed me again. My nervousness melted away along with my inhibitions. This guy did something to me that I just can’t explain. I kissed him deeply…hungrily and pressed myself hard up against him. It was as if I was overcome with lust. I ran my hands along his back, pulling him to me.

His hands ran down my sides and moved back just enough to give him room to find my breasts. My nipples hardened as soon as he touched me and I couldn’t wait to feel his hands on my skin. I pulled off my shirt and he immediately pulled off his. I kissed him again and rubbed my breasts against his naked chest. God, he felt so good.

He led me over to the bed, laid me back and began feeling and kissing my breasts. His touch felt like fire on me. His tongue swirled around my nipple and I arched my back, pushing my breast into his mouth. He took the invitation and sucked as much of it into his mouth as he could. I let out a moan and he moved over to the other breast. His crotch was against my leg and I could feel his hardness pressed against me.

His kisses worked their way down my stomach to the top of my jeans. I reached over and unzipped them. Smiling, he pulled them off me.

“Are your panties as wet as they were the other day?” He asked as he started kissing the outside of them.

I could only answer him with a moan.

He continued kissing the outside of my panties, scraping them lightly with his teeth every so often.

I was going crazy. I pushed my hips against him, urging him to go on.

He didn’t need much urging. He pulled off my panties and dove in. His tongue circled my clit, licking it…sucking it…bringing me to the edge and then pulling back.

Finally I couldn’t take the teasing and I begged him to let me cum. I spread my pussy lips wide giving him easy access to my swollen clit. He started sucking on it hard and I let go. I screamed as my legs began to tremble and I grabbed the back of his head, holding him there as I came and then came again.

When I let him go, he lifted his head. Wiping my cum off his chin, he smiled saying, “I knew you’d be wild if you let go. I can’t wait to fuck you.”

I held my arms out to him and he got his jeans off faster than anyone I had ever seen. I was laughing until I felt his cock enter me. Then I gasped. He was thick and he stretched my pussy. He started slowly and my pussy was still so swollen from cumming before that I came again right away. My body stiffening, I shuddered as my flowed out of my pussy and onto his balls.

He started fucking me faster and I started cumming over and over again. Then all of a sudden he pulled out. Before I could say anything he flipped me over. I smiled and got up on my hands and knees. His hard, slippery cock slid into my wet pussy and he started ramming me.

His balls were slapping against me as he pounded me hard. My hands were grabbing the sofa cushion as I screamed with pleasure. When I thought I couldn’t cum anymore, he pulled my ass tight against him and began to cum. I could feel his cock throb inside me. With every throb it pushed against my pussy walls and I came again. I could feel his hot cum pumping into me and I squeezed his cock to get every drop.

When he finished he pulled out and I collapsed on the sofa. After I cleaned up and got dressed I told Truman that I had to be getting home.

“You know this can’t happen again,” I said when we were in his car.

“Why not?” He asked. “I thought you were having a great time.”

“I was, but that’s beside the point. We don’t fit together. We’re different - I’m a student and you’re a teacher. You’re older and I am much younger. It’s not like we can date.”

“We don’t have to date.” He smiled at me.

“I’m not the type to just meet you every once in a while for a fast fuck. Look, you wanted to nail a cheerleader; I wanted to see what being with a teacher was like. We did it, it’s out of our systems, lets just leave it at that. I’m sure you’ll find plenty of other girls to have fun with.”

We pulled up at my house. “You sure just once will be enough for you?”

“I’m sure,” I said. “It was fun. You’ve given me a nice memory and something to write about.” I gave him a quick kiss and got out of the car.

“Hey! He yelled as I was walking towards the front door. “You gonna sit in front of me in algebra anymore?”

“Nah, I wouldn’t want you to be thinking of pussy when you should be thinking of perimeters and parallelograms.” I heard him laughing as he drove away.