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In A Work Day
By: Londebaaz Chohan
“But that”, I was about to express my thought when her lips pressed harder against mine, leaving me without the will power and the common sense. I not only stood up there from my seat, wordlessly with my mouth pressed against her but now my arms were also wrapped around Karen. I slipped my tongue between her pinkish lips. Realizing where we were, I quickly held her hand, leading to the back door opening in the small office like space with a tiny desk and 2 chairs to sit and work if there was time between classes or before classes.
Hello, my name is Charles; Charles Mills, that is. After 13 years of schooling and then another 4 years for the Baccalaureate from a University with a graduation and then a teacher’s license; I was truly a bit tired. I wanted to take a break and luckily, I got a temporary job as a substitute teacher for a year before continuing my education. It was a great opportunity to learn and be familiar with the class room atmosphere before taking on a class room of my own. This job was all the way on the other end of the State. I had to move and did not know anybody, feeling alone. The only company I had was my computer and the internet, if you know, what I mean. This was not helping me break the monotony but at least I was busy and making some money too on my teaching job.
This particular day, I was assigned the senior class. I was supposed to show them a video on the social issues, they were supposed to take notes, with a paragraph or so for their understanding of the issues, in their own words, being discussed. After the videos as the students got busy to finalize their report to hand over to me; I sat down with a book, I had with me; off and on checking on students that everything was alright and they were not getting out of hand. Now the students had started to finish the assignment and had started to leave their papers at my desk and leaving the class room. Every time I looked up to check the class, I saw a senior student; Karen was constantly looking up at me. I should have not cared but I did. She was just about average in height, slim but not at all skinny looking. She had jet black hair, and true blue eyes. Her young full lips had a tinge of lipstick and she had very perky solid tits. O’ shit, I was noticing too much.
As the buzzer sounded to announce the end of the period, all students got up, left their paper at the desk but I noticed, Karen did not leave her paper and just walked out of the class. As she left, she turned around and gave me a big smile and then I saw her big rounded ass bubbles wiggle with each step as she left the classroom. It was extremely difficult to contain the growing erection in the jeans but I could not keep my eyes away. I should have not been feeling such sexy about a girl student of mine but the more I tried to fend the idea, hornier I got. I kept sitting quietly behind the desk to conceal my huge erection.
My next period was free as a work period. I was so horny and my cock was so hard that I wanted to walk to the faculty bathroom and jerk off to bring it down but my paranoia, warned me that it was a workplace and there might be the concealed cameras and I had no intentions to get caught. My penis was constantly throbbing and dancing in my jeans as Karen danced in my mind. I had finally decided to try and control my urge for the rest of the day until I could go home and deal with it properly; when the door flung open and Karen walked in.
Suddenly my balls started to ache as I saw her beautiful young face, lively tits, giving a fascinating shape to her t shirt and naked skin of her waist just above the hips hugging jeans. All my attempts to curb my horniness about one of my students was gone in waste. Very calmly, collectively, I asked her if I could help her. With all of her seductiveness; she gave me a killer smile and said that she knew, it was a prep period for me and that she had come back to talk with me about her today’s assignment. I told her that yes, I did notice that she had not hand it in as she left the class. It was just some notes about the video. “Why did you not do it”, I asked her.
“Well, Mr. Mills, you see; I just could not write neat enough to be legible while keeping up with the video and if I could not read my handwriting, how could you or anybody else. So I stopped writing”. She gave a long and valid excuse for the problem.
Sensing her genuine need, I offered to give her the remote, to watch, rewind and watch again the parts she missed to complete her assignment at her own pace. She kind of agreed to my proposal but also kept resenting and saying that she could not do it because of not having enough time. I told her that she should do all she could do and tomorrow luckily, I have to be back again to substitute for another teacher and I shall speak with her permanent teacher Ms. Rita; convincing her, not to grade it stringently. Karen stood so close to me that it was not difficult for my eyes and the sexual desires to make a coalition against my will power. The top of her breasts were very clearly visible above the loose neck top she was wearing. I could tell that those tits had decided to take a risk to go against the law of gravity and not sag down at all. They were the most perfect blend of size, shape and utter youthfulness. I had to cross my legs to resist my cock jumping out of the fabric confinement of my jeans.
Listening to the name of Ms. Rita, suddenly made Karen go berserk. She was almost crying, telling me that Ms. Rita hated her and it shall never work and with another zero she will drop her grades and may require to repeat or redo her class all together if she did not turn this in. The rest of her words almost got dissolved in her sobbing like sounds but I could very clearly hear her say that all would be fine if I finished it for her. She was once again trying to lock her eyes with mine.
Most assertively but politely I tried to inforce the rules and boundaries of it, letting her know that having a teacher complete the assignment for any of the student was not only cheating but also dishonest.
“I know, Mr. Mills”. She was suddenly looking in the space, “I shall be in big trouble”.
I tried to look in her eyes but she was somewhere else. Just u*********sly, I shifted in the seat and my hand dropped in my lap to adjust my painful and stubborn erection. By the time I realized the situation, Karen was looking at the shape of my jeans; a clear evidence of long, hard, and full erection.
Karen’s tone suddenly changed, she was no more sobbing when she said, “Mr. Mills, I may not be able to write fast and legible with my hands but there are many other things, I can do very good with my hands and fingers and not only hands and fingers”. Her eyes were speaking volumes what she had left blank with her tongue. Suddenly, she placed her hand in my lap right on top of the swollen penis in my jeans making all my will power to turn into jelly but somehow my mind tried to stay out of the situation telling her that I was her teacher and it was wrong. She quickly rebuked that she knew that well and it was not new to her and placed her lips on mine.
“But that”, I was about to express my thought when her lips pressed harder against mine, leaving me without the will power and the common sense. I not only stood there from my seat, wordlessly with my mouth pressed against her but now my arms were also wrapped around Karen. I slipped my tongue between her pinkish lips. Realizing where we were, I quickly held her hand, leading to the back door opening in the small office like space with a tiny desk and 2 chairs to sit and work if there was time between classes or before classes.
She closed the door as I turned the light on while she again felt my erection, ready to burst already. “Mr. Mills”, she whispered quietly. “I did not say anything wrong about my hands. I also carry this”. She showed me a small bottle of KY gel, carried in her pocket.
I told her, that was great but it will be best if she got naked quickly because we had hardly 30 minutes to the next period and did not know who was to show up for this room. I had undone my belt. She did not show any shame or shyness and asked me to take off her shirt. I reached for the hem of her shirt and with my hands brushing her naked mid body; I pulled her shirt over her head and slipped it to a side. She was wearing no brassier but her tits were so young and perfect in their shape that they refused to tilt down at all. With the same urgency, I undid her jeans, letting it fall to her ankles showing her perfect legs as beautiful as her boobs showing stiff nipples on her areolas. Now kicking her jeans off her feet, she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her silky panties and brought them down to show me her completely shaved pelvis and a tiny pussy. Insisting that I was waiting to see her skills, I dropped my jeans.
She gasped looking at the dangerously huge over 8 inches of my fat, firm erection. “Naughty, Mr. Mills”, she had noticed that I was not wearing any underwear. Holding up her hand, she squirted fair amount of KY gel, on her hand as I guided it to my cock. She sighed feeling the warmth of the fire hose like thick shaft with hot blood gushing in its veins. “It is so warm”, she said holding my dong.
“Yeah Karen, it is all because of you and for you as well”, I quickly said as she glided and skated her hand up and down my pussy probe. After a while, she requested me to remove my hand and enjoy the expertise of her hands alone. This was so erotic that I bit my lips to avoid cumming right then and there. “I am not an expert of giving hand job only”, she reconfirmed. She dabbed some more of the lubing gel on my big shaft, continuing to stroke with the pace already reached with the hands of us both, passing the speed to the new high pleasuring my cock. All my concerns faded away soon as she kept me lubricated and the stroking speed brought me to the new levels of ecstasy and joy. Her hard muscle breast and an enlarged bud on it was fitting so very perfectly in my palm. Her moans were letting me know that she was enjoying it all too and as much as I. She was obviously a maestro.
Suddenly her silky panties still hanging around her knees caught my eyes. “Let me spill my testosterone laced seed on your panties”, I asked her.
Like she was already thinking of this, Karen aimed my hard cock at her totally shaved pussy and I started shooting like never before and left many streaks of hot slush across the front of her panties and her pussy. No surprise there; I still had a full hard on and Karen was much more pleased with the still hard beam she had for her. Without any delay, she kneeled and took my hard length in her mouth. My cock was still very sensitive and it was getting difficult for me to have her suck it. I was growling with a mix of sexual pleasure and the feeling of cock aching but Karen was an expert. She was aptly doing justice with balls licking as well. While she milked me, getting the last and every drop of my seed and licked my cock shaft clean; she made sure, I did not have to place my hands behind her head to make her suck me deep sending the sensations to the core for keeping the penis erect and ready. She would swallow to make my dong sucked into her throat for our mutual joy. This was a completely shameless scene.
I looked at the watch and there were hardly 15 minutes to the bell for the start of the next period. I pulled myself from her mouth, hearing Karen’s loud request, “Sir, fuck me now”. Knowing that I had very little time, I was already getting to be a pig and this demand of the cock whore was the last straw. Like a rag doll, I picked her up, shoved onto the desk and next second she was completely nailed by my longschlongenstein. There was no slow, smooth entry but the harshest possible venture into her tight, young pussy and I was bending over her upper body with by tongue pushed in her mouth to make sure she was not yelling with the utter misery of being wedged on my thick and long beef pole. With the legs still dangling off the desk towards the floor, her ass cheeks were being crushed on the edge of the desk, with each and every solid thrust I made in her cunt; extended to limits. This was no fucking by any definition of the word but a real pussy bashing. Truly, there was no enjoyment but only a sense of catching up with the time. I knew; with the time I had, it was next to impossible for me to reach the thresh hold to hit the orgasmic high and ejaculate for the second time; if I did not cock handled her cunt even more brutally and viciously.
Karen ‘the bitch’ was not only accepting her cunt bashing, but she slid into the orgasmic mode and began constantly contracting and calming her pussy around my shaft. The duo of meat to meat friction in addition to the rapid and rude flexing and relaxing of the cunt sheath did the trick and suddenly I felt gasping for the air. Hard long breathing with shooting of my sperm in Karen’s cunt, sent me to the heaven and I have no clue, when and how she got out of under me after being flooded in her pussy canal. I only remember her trying to push up and zip my fly and struggling to shove my still alive cock muscle inside the jeans. She had licked me all clean and as I took control of myself, she pulled up her pants and then her shirt over her head.
There was an exchange of thank you while we heard the buzzer go off and Karen, rushed out of the tiny room. Luckily there was nobody anywhere near to see her as she dashed in the hall and I quickly pulled a paper and pen from the supplies, in the desk drawer. I had some notes to complete.
The End. Your comments are appreciated. Londebaaz Chohan May 29, 2019.
By: Londebaaz Chohan
“But that”, I was about to express my thought when her lips pressed harder against mine, leaving me without the will power and the common sense. I not only stood up there from my seat, wordlessly with my mouth pressed against her but now my arms were also wrapped around Karen. I slipped my tongue between her pinkish lips. Realizing where we were, I quickly held her hand, leading to the back door opening in the small office like space with a tiny desk and 2 chairs to sit and work if there was time between classes or before classes.
Hello, my name is Charles; Charles Mills, that is. After 13 years of schooling and then another 4 years for the Baccalaureate from a University with a graduation and then a teacher’s license; I was truly a bit tired. I wanted to take a break and luckily, I got a temporary job as a substitute teacher for a year before continuing my education. It was a great opportunity to learn and be familiar with the class room atmosphere before taking on a class room of my own. This job was all the way on the other end of the State. I had to move and did not know anybody, feeling alone. The only company I had was my computer and the internet, if you know, what I mean. This was not helping me break the monotony but at least I was busy and making some money too on my teaching job.
This particular day, I was assigned the senior class. I was supposed to show them a video on the social issues, they were supposed to take notes, with a paragraph or so for their understanding of the issues, in their own words, being discussed. After the videos as the students got busy to finalize their report to hand over to me; I sat down with a book, I had with me; off and on checking on students that everything was alright and they were not getting out of hand. Now the students had started to finish the assignment and had started to leave their papers at my desk and leaving the class room. Every time I looked up to check the class, I saw a senior student; Karen was constantly looking up at me. I should have not cared but I did. She was just about average in height, slim but not at all skinny looking. She had jet black hair, and true blue eyes. Her young full lips had a tinge of lipstick and she had very perky solid tits. O’ shit, I was noticing too much.
As the buzzer sounded to announce the end of the period, all students got up, left their paper at the desk but I noticed, Karen did not leave her paper and just walked out of the class. As she left, she turned around and gave me a big smile and then I saw her big rounded ass bubbles wiggle with each step as she left the classroom. It was extremely difficult to contain the growing erection in the jeans but I could not keep my eyes away. I should have not been feeling such sexy about a girl student of mine but the more I tried to fend the idea, hornier I got. I kept sitting quietly behind the desk to conceal my huge erection.
My next period was free as a work period. I was so horny and my cock was so hard that I wanted to walk to the faculty bathroom and jerk off to bring it down but my paranoia, warned me that it was a workplace and there might be the concealed cameras and I had no intentions to get caught. My penis was constantly throbbing and dancing in my jeans as Karen danced in my mind. I had finally decided to try and control my urge for the rest of the day until I could go home and deal with it properly; when the door flung open and Karen walked in.
Suddenly my balls started to ache as I saw her beautiful young face, lively tits, giving a fascinating shape to her t shirt and naked skin of her waist just above the hips hugging jeans. All my attempts to curb my horniness about one of my students was gone in waste. Very calmly, collectively, I asked her if I could help her. With all of her seductiveness; she gave me a killer smile and said that she knew, it was a prep period for me and that she had come back to talk with me about her today’s assignment. I told her that yes, I did notice that she had not hand it in as she left the class. It was just some notes about the video. “Why did you not do it”, I asked her.
“Well, Mr. Mills, you see; I just could not write neat enough to be legible while keeping up with the video and if I could not read my handwriting, how could you or anybody else. So I stopped writing”. She gave a long and valid excuse for the problem.
Sensing her genuine need, I offered to give her the remote, to watch, rewind and watch again the parts she missed to complete her assignment at her own pace. She kind of agreed to my proposal but also kept resenting and saying that she could not do it because of not having enough time. I told her that she should do all she could do and tomorrow luckily, I have to be back again to substitute for another teacher and I shall speak with her permanent teacher Ms. Rita; convincing her, not to grade it stringently. Karen stood so close to me that it was not difficult for my eyes and the sexual desires to make a coalition against my will power. The top of her breasts were very clearly visible above the loose neck top she was wearing. I could tell that those tits had decided to take a risk to go against the law of gravity and not sag down at all. They were the most perfect blend of size, shape and utter youthfulness. I had to cross my legs to resist my cock jumping out of the fabric confinement of my jeans.
Listening to the name of Ms. Rita, suddenly made Karen go berserk. She was almost crying, telling me that Ms. Rita hated her and it shall never work and with another zero she will drop her grades and may require to repeat or redo her class all together if she did not turn this in. The rest of her words almost got dissolved in her sobbing like sounds but I could very clearly hear her say that all would be fine if I finished it for her. She was once again trying to lock her eyes with mine.
Most assertively but politely I tried to inforce the rules and boundaries of it, letting her know that having a teacher complete the assignment for any of the student was not only cheating but also dishonest.
“I know, Mr. Mills”. She was suddenly looking in the space, “I shall be in big trouble”.
I tried to look in her eyes but she was somewhere else. Just u*********sly, I shifted in the seat and my hand dropped in my lap to adjust my painful and stubborn erection. By the time I realized the situation, Karen was looking at the shape of my jeans; a clear evidence of long, hard, and full erection.
Karen’s tone suddenly changed, she was no more sobbing when she said, “Mr. Mills, I may not be able to write fast and legible with my hands but there are many other things, I can do very good with my hands and fingers and not only hands and fingers”. Her eyes were speaking volumes what she had left blank with her tongue. Suddenly, she placed her hand in my lap right on top of the swollen penis in my jeans making all my will power to turn into jelly but somehow my mind tried to stay out of the situation telling her that I was her teacher and it was wrong. She quickly rebuked that she knew that well and it was not new to her and placed her lips on mine.
“But that”, I was about to express my thought when her lips pressed harder against mine, leaving me without the will power and the common sense. I not only stood there from my seat, wordlessly with my mouth pressed against her but now my arms were also wrapped around Karen. I slipped my tongue between her pinkish lips. Realizing where we were, I quickly held her hand, leading to the back door opening in the small office like space with a tiny desk and 2 chairs to sit and work if there was time between classes or before classes.
She closed the door as I turned the light on while she again felt my erection, ready to burst already. “Mr. Mills”, she whispered quietly. “I did not say anything wrong about my hands. I also carry this”. She showed me a small bottle of KY gel, carried in her pocket.
I told her, that was great but it will be best if she got naked quickly because we had hardly 30 minutes to the next period and did not know who was to show up for this room. I had undone my belt. She did not show any shame or shyness and asked me to take off her shirt. I reached for the hem of her shirt and with my hands brushing her naked mid body; I pulled her shirt over her head and slipped it to a side. She was wearing no brassier but her tits were so young and perfect in their shape that they refused to tilt down at all. With the same urgency, I undid her jeans, letting it fall to her ankles showing her perfect legs as beautiful as her boobs showing stiff nipples on her areolas. Now kicking her jeans off her feet, she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her silky panties and brought them down to show me her completely shaved pelvis and a tiny pussy. Insisting that I was waiting to see her skills, I dropped my jeans.
She gasped looking at the dangerously huge over 8 inches of my fat, firm erection. “Naughty, Mr. Mills”, she had noticed that I was not wearing any underwear. Holding up her hand, she squirted fair amount of KY gel, on her hand as I guided it to my cock. She sighed feeling the warmth of the fire hose like thick shaft with hot blood gushing in its veins. “It is so warm”, she said holding my dong.
“Yeah Karen, it is all because of you and for you as well”, I quickly said as she glided and skated her hand up and down my pussy probe. After a while, she requested me to remove my hand and enjoy the expertise of her hands alone. This was so erotic that I bit my lips to avoid cumming right then and there. “I am not an expert of giving hand job only”, she reconfirmed. She dabbed some more of the lubing gel on my big shaft, continuing to stroke with the pace already reached with the hands of us both, passing the speed to the new high pleasuring my cock. All my concerns faded away soon as she kept me lubricated and the stroking speed brought me to the new levels of ecstasy and joy. Her hard muscle breast and an enlarged bud on it was fitting so very perfectly in my palm. Her moans were letting me know that she was enjoying it all too and as much as I. She was obviously a maestro.
Suddenly her silky panties still hanging around her knees caught my eyes. “Let me spill my testosterone laced seed on your panties”, I asked her.
Like she was already thinking of this, Karen aimed my hard cock at her totally shaved pussy and I started shooting like never before and left many streaks of hot slush across the front of her panties and her pussy. No surprise there; I still had a full hard on and Karen was much more pleased with the still hard beam she had for her. Without any delay, she kneeled and took my hard length in her mouth. My cock was still very sensitive and it was getting difficult for me to have her suck it. I was growling with a mix of sexual pleasure and the feeling of cock aching but Karen was an expert. She was aptly doing justice with balls licking as well. While she milked me, getting the last and every drop of my seed and licked my cock shaft clean; she made sure, I did not have to place my hands behind her head to make her suck me deep sending the sensations to the core for keeping the penis erect and ready. She would swallow to make my dong sucked into her throat for our mutual joy. This was a completely shameless scene.
I looked at the watch and there were hardly 15 minutes to the bell for the start of the next period. I pulled myself from her mouth, hearing Karen’s loud request, “Sir, fuck me now”. Knowing that I had very little time, I was already getting to be a pig and this demand of the cock whore was the last straw. Like a rag doll, I picked her up, shoved onto the desk and next second she was completely nailed by my longschlongenstein. There was no slow, smooth entry but the harshest possible venture into her tight, young pussy and I was bending over her upper body with by tongue pushed in her mouth to make sure she was not yelling with the utter misery of being wedged on my thick and long beef pole. With the legs still dangling off the desk towards the floor, her ass cheeks were being crushed on the edge of the desk, with each and every solid thrust I made in her cunt; extended to limits. This was no fucking by any definition of the word but a real pussy bashing. Truly, there was no enjoyment but only a sense of catching up with the time. I knew; with the time I had, it was next to impossible for me to reach the thresh hold to hit the orgasmic high and ejaculate for the second time; if I did not cock handled her cunt even more brutally and viciously.
Karen ‘the bitch’ was not only accepting her cunt bashing, but she slid into the orgasmic mode and began constantly contracting and calming her pussy around my shaft. The duo of meat to meat friction in addition to the rapid and rude flexing and relaxing of the cunt sheath did the trick and suddenly I felt gasping for the air. Hard long breathing with shooting of my sperm in Karen’s cunt, sent me to the heaven and I have no clue, when and how she got out of under me after being flooded in her pussy canal. I only remember her trying to push up and zip my fly and struggling to shove my still alive cock muscle inside the jeans. She had licked me all clean and as I took control of myself, she pulled up her pants and then her shirt over her head.
There was an exchange of thank you while we heard the buzzer go off and Karen, rushed out of the tiny room. Luckily there was nobody anywhere near to see her as she dashed in the hall and I quickly pulled a paper and pen from the supplies, in the desk drawer. I had some notes to complete.
The End. Your comments are appreciated. Londebaaz Chohan May 29, 2019.
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