Chem Tech s Legacy Matilda s Story Chapter 3
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The classroom was hot and the air stagnant. Once again I found myself slipping in and out of sleep. The lids of my eyes felt heavy, and my arm didn’t seem to want to hold my head up with much strength.
The chemistry teacher was going on about important things that would probably be on the test. But after an hour of the mind numbing explanations that didn’t make sense, and wouldn’t make sense until I reviewed after class, my brain was full to it’s maximum. Just a few seconds of sweet relief for my eyes, under the florescent lighting would be enough…
By the time my arm slumped past a certain point, I jerked awake once again to the mindless droning. The awakeness only lasted about 30 seconds before the stupor once again set in. The droning on and on in monotone was not helping. It wasn’t long before I completely gave in to the sweet pull of sleep.
No one bothered to wake me when class was over. Probably to better the chance I wouldn’t make it to my next class. Little did they know I didn’t have another class that day.
I woke up drowsilly. Through the one window it appeared dark outside. I was disoriented, wondering why my body was in such a position, then realising I was sleeping in a desk, and I had fallen asleep in class. I rubbed my eyes and checked my phone.
As I was gathering my things to leave, a familiar face walked in. It was my Chemistry teacher. I’d always had a crush on her, Chemistry was a breeze because of it. The other Chem teacher was teaching well past retirement, and did little to hold my attention in the lack of air conditioning. But this professor was tall and curvy with olive skin tone, green eyes, and brown coloured hair with a bit of a curl. She didn’t look very old for a professor, maybe 30’s or mid 30’s. My friend giggled at me saying I had cougar fever, but I knew he had a crush on her too. I immediately felt a bit awkward thinking about her body, and non-chalantly checked the width of her hips. Often I had noticed her voluptuous figure when she turned to clear chalk from the board.
Just noticing I was there, she busted into a white-toothed grin.
“Hey Laz, what brings you here? You miss being in chem 1?”
“Actually yeah, it was a lot easier than chem 2. I keep falling asleep in class.”
“Oh? I’m sorry to hear that.” She went and looked through some paperwork on the teachers desk. Just then I thought of something bold, that might help with my studies…
“Hey uhm… do you tutor Chem two students?” She looked up from her search, and gave me a calculating look. I thought I saw her glance quickly at my crotch and back to my eyes. I tried not to flush… and failed miserably as always. She blinked at me and decided to pretend nothing happened.
“Not normally no. Why, is my best student having trouble now?” She looked a little concerned.
I tried not to think about the compliment too hard. “Actually yes.” I admitted, feeling somewhat embarassed. The next part I said while staring at a decoration on the wall. “The way you taught your class made the material easier to understand.” I thought I saw her grin out of the corner of my eye.
“Do you have time?” She asked. I held back my excitement.
“Yes, I don’t have anything to do right now.” The thought of being tutored by her personally made me feel all sheepish and I wanted to burst into a giggle. I showed her my work and notes.
“Oh you’re to the part where you have to memorise formulas and apply them to graphs huh? See that point there… that’s what you want to find, the melting point. This point is the boiling point. You have to find the maximum and minimum value for the equation.”
“Oh, I get it now.” The older teacher that I had now probably said that, but it was so much more interesting coming from the proffesor’s thinly made lips.
“Here’s how to plug in the terms.” She reached over and got a pencil and paper from my things. I didn’t protest. As she did I caught the scent of her perfume and caught a glimpse of her supple cleavage, yummy… She sat down next to me, a bit closer than someone normally would. She drew out the equation and solved the example problem for me so I could see it step by step.
“Wow, that’s actually easier than I thought it was,” I said. She turned and gave me a slight smile. She had a different kind of look in her eyes that I wasn’t sure how to interpret. The tension in the air was palpatable, and I was already sweating from the heat.
“Too bad I’m a professor.” she said. For once I actually got the slight hint. She was attracted to me, but she couldn’t make a move because she was in a position of power. THAT’s why I liked her so much, all her smiles at me while she was teaching. I was never sure if it was me she was smiling at, or the general direction. I smiled at her in that moment
“What’s so bad about it? You are a very good professor.” I decided to make a move, and see if my instincts were correct. I put my hand on her knee and felt it softly. "You know, there is something else you might be able to help with" I declared. She grinned mischievously.
“Treading on forbidden grounds there,” she said, touching my hair, then running her finger up the inside of my leg. I closed my eyes, enjoying the touch.
“So are you…” I trailed off feeling myself blush from the boldness of it all. I opened my eyes slightly to see her leaning in slowly. I closed my eyes and kissed her too. It was soft and warm, cautious. Then the pressure of her kiss increased, the sureness and confidence. She pulled back and I looked at her feeling lust sick, panting from the passion of the kiss. She turned torwards me more and turned my chair, then continued to kiss me with such passion, that I shook with the heat of it.
“Gosh,” I said suprised, when I next came up for air. Her hungry lust was intense, and overwhlemingly sexy.
“I haven’t been satisfied for a while,” she said truthfully. “Not since you walked into my room last spring. You’re just my type. Too bad you were my student.”
“Not anymore,” I said. She shook as i ran my hand slowly along her bare thigh while she went back to kissing me. She liked wearing skirts, and wore a black one today with two layers. It kind of swished when she walked, but it wasn’t a mini skirt. My mind wondered on this for a nanosecond before i moved my hand a little farther still.
Boldly, i touched her there. I felt the damp cloth on me, and knew what she knew. She took off her shirt and i crouched down, removing her panties. Slightly nervous I looked at the halls, but the halls were dark. I didn’t know what time it could be… As she looked around to see if someone was watching, I buried my tongue into her s ending her a shock of suprise. She threw her head back in pleasure as i licked her with such ferocity, even sticking my tongue deep inside, then running it back up to her clit full of nerve endings. She couldn’t even talk, just Ahh ahh ahhed, couldn’t even think. Then i concentrated purely on her clit licking in circles. She squirmed and even pulled back a bit, not knowing if her body would do as I seemed to want. I held her thighs open and still, stubbornly until she exploded with bliss.
“Wow,” she said, dizzy. I smiled and licked my lips. She helped me up than helped me take off my shirt and trousers. I blushed somewhat wondering how she could love my frame. But the look on her face was pure enjoyment as she nibbled and played with my muscular chest. It felt nice and gave me a chance to get some thought back, but this was short lived. She slipped off my pants and slid them off, and I turned around somewhat quickly on the desk. Before it sunk in just how big I looked, the head of my dick was attempting entrance.
“Oh gosh, I don’t know if that will fit laz.” she bit her lip as I slide in carefully. Before she knew it she felt my body against hers. I had gotten in fully without much effort. She must’ve really wanted it. She moaned in extasy.
“You’re so perfect, and wet… MMmmm!” At first I was steadilly lavishing in the feel, then I felt an intense hunger once again as i drove it in hard and fast. She pushed her body back to meet me to feel the whole length ramming against the back. Her fingers found her clit and she rubbed it as i breathed through my teeth behind her. I brought her to orgasm, and this turned me on and I slowed to steady pumping once more.
“You can come inside me if you want,” she said, “I take birth control.”
“Mmmmm,” i moaned with interest. I increased speed again, ramming it in hard until I wasn’t sure if she could take anymore, then released with my hands on her hips pressing my body into hers. We uncoupled after panting a bit. She smiled at me.
The classroom was hot and the air stagnant. Once again I found myself slipping in and out of sleep. The lids of my eyes felt heavy, and my arm didn’t seem to want to hold my head up with much strength.
The chemistry teacher was going on about important things that would probably be on the test. But after an hour of the mind numbing explanations that didn’t make sense, and wouldn’t make sense until I reviewed after class, my brain was full to it’s maximum. Just a few seconds of sweet relief for my eyes, under the florescent lighting would be enough…
By the time my arm slumped past a certain point, I jerked awake once again to the mindless droning. The awakeness only lasted about 30 seconds before the stupor once again set in. The droning on and on in monotone was not helping. It wasn’t long before I completely gave in to the sweet pull of sleep.
No one bothered to wake me when class was over. Probably to better the chance I wouldn’t make it to my next class. Little did they know I didn’t have another class that day.
I woke up drowsilly. Through the one window it appeared dark outside. I was disoriented, wondering why my body was in such a position, then realising I was sleeping in a desk, and I had fallen asleep in class. I rubbed my eyes and checked my phone.
As I was gathering my things to leave, a familiar face walked in. It was my Chemistry teacher. I’d always had a crush on her, Chemistry was a breeze because of it. The other Chem teacher was teaching well past retirement, and did little to hold my attention in the lack of air conditioning. But this professor was tall and curvy with olive skin tone, green eyes, and brown coloured hair with a bit of a curl. She didn’t look very old for a professor, maybe 30’s or mid 30’s. My friend giggled at me saying I had cougar fever, but I knew he had a crush on her too. I immediately felt a bit awkward thinking about her body, and non-chalantly checked the width of her hips. Often I had noticed her voluptuous figure when she turned to clear chalk from the board.
Just noticing I was there, she busted into a white-toothed grin.
“Hey Laz, what brings you here? You miss being in chem 1?”
“Actually yeah, it was a lot easier than chem 2. I keep falling asleep in class.”
“Oh? I’m sorry to hear that.” She went and looked through some paperwork on the teachers desk. Just then I thought of something bold, that might help with my studies…
“Hey uhm… do you tutor Chem two students?” She looked up from her search, and gave me a calculating look. I thought I saw her glance quickly at my crotch and back to my eyes. I tried not to flush… and failed miserably as always. She blinked at me and decided to pretend nothing happened.
“Not normally no. Why, is my best student having trouble now?” She looked a little concerned.
I tried not to think about the compliment too hard. “Actually yes.” I admitted, feeling somewhat embarassed. The next part I said while staring at a decoration on the wall. “The way you taught your class made the material easier to understand.” I thought I saw her grin out of the corner of my eye.
“Do you have time?” She asked. I held back my excitement.
“Yes, I don’t have anything to do right now.” The thought of being tutored by her personally made me feel all sheepish and I wanted to burst into a giggle. I showed her my work and notes.
“Oh you’re to the part where you have to memorise formulas and apply them to graphs huh? See that point there… that’s what you want to find, the melting point. This point is the boiling point. You have to find the maximum and minimum value for the equation.”
“Oh, I get it now.” The older teacher that I had now probably said that, but it was so much more interesting coming from the proffesor’s thinly made lips.
“Here’s how to plug in the terms.” She reached over and got a pencil and paper from my things. I didn’t protest. As she did I caught the scent of her perfume and caught a glimpse of her supple cleavage, yummy… She sat down next to me, a bit closer than someone normally would. She drew out the equation and solved the example problem for me so I could see it step by step.
“Wow, that’s actually easier than I thought it was,” I said. She turned and gave me a slight smile. She had a different kind of look in her eyes that I wasn’t sure how to interpret. The tension in the air was palpatable, and I was already sweating from the heat.
“Too bad I’m a professor.” she said. For once I actually got the slight hint. She was attracted to me, but she couldn’t make a move because she was in a position of power. THAT’s why I liked her so much, all her smiles at me while she was teaching. I was never sure if it was me she was smiling at, or the general direction. I smiled at her in that moment
“What’s so bad about it? You are a very good professor.” I decided to make a move, and see if my instincts were correct. I put my hand on her knee and felt it softly. "You know, there is something else you might be able to help with" I declared. She grinned mischievously.
“Treading on forbidden grounds there,” she said, touching my hair, then running her finger up the inside of my leg. I closed my eyes, enjoying the touch.
“So are you…” I trailed off feeling myself blush from the boldness of it all. I opened my eyes slightly to see her leaning in slowly. I closed my eyes and kissed her too. It was soft and warm, cautious. Then the pressure of her kiss increased, the sureness and confidence. She pulled back and I looked at her feeling lust sick, panting from the passion of the kiss. She turned torwards me more and turned my chair, then continued to kiss me with such passion, that I shook with the heat of it.
“Gosh,” I said suprised, when I next came up for air. Her hungry lust was intense, and overwhlemingly sexy.
“I haven’t been satisfied for a while,” she said truthfully. “Not since you walked into my room last spring. You’re just my type. Too bad you were my student.”
“Not anymore,” I said. She shook as i ran my hand slowly along her bare thigh while she went back to kissing me. She liked wearing skirts, and wore a black one today with two layers. It kind of swished when she walked, but it wasn’t a mini skirt. My mind wondered on this for a nanosecond before i moved my hand a little farther still.
Boldly, i touched her there. I felt the damp cloth on me, and knew what she knew. She took off her shirt and i crouched down, removing her panties. Slightly nervous I looked at the halls, but the halls were dark. I didn’t know what time it could be… As she looked around to see if someone was watching, I buried my tongue into her s ending her a shock of suprise. She threw her head back in pleasure as i licked her with such ferocity, even sticking my tongue deep inside, then running it back up to her clit full of nerve endings. She couldn’t even talk, just Ahh ahh ahhed, couldn’t even think. Then i concentrated purely on her clit licking in circles. She squirmed and even pulled back a bit, not knowing if her body would do as I seemed to want. I held her thighs open and still, stubbornly until she exploded with bliss.
“Wow,” she said, dizzy. I smiled and licked my lips. She helped me up than helped me take off my shirt and trousers. I blushed somewhat wondering how she could love my frame. But the look on her face was pure enjoyment as she nibbled and played with my muscular chest. It felt nice and gave me a chance to get some thought back, but this was short lived. She slipped off my pants and slid them off, and I turned around somewhat quickly on the desk. Before it sunk in just how big I looked, the head of my dick was attempting entrance.
“Oh gosh, I don’t know if that will fit laz.” she bit her lip as I slide in carefully. Before she knew it she felt my body against hers. I had gotten in fully without much effort. She must’ve really wanted it. She moaned in extasy.
“You’re so perfect, and wet… MMmmm!” At first I was steadilly lavishing in the feel, then I felt an intense hunger once again as i drove it in hard and fast. She pushed her body back to meet me to feel the whole length ramming against the back. Her fingers found her clit and she rubbed it as i breathed through my teeth behind her. I brought her to orgasm, and this turned me on and I slowed to steady pumping once more.
“You can come inside me if you want,” she said, “I take birth control.”
“Mmmmm,” i moaned with interest. I increased speed again, ramming it in hard until I wasn’t sure if she could take anymore, then released with my hands on her hips pressing my body into hers. We uncoupled after panting a bit. She smiled at me.
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