Fornicating with my English Teacher
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It was hard to not keep on replaying the events of that Friday evening in my head during the whole weekend. I was really quite mad that she had just abandoned me without an explanation, but then again, to simply explain the absurdity of what had happened was a difficulty in itself, and one that I was adamant in resolving. I became infatuated with the desire to exact a complete answer from her.
It was not until the week after that I could finally confront her again. Earlier on Monday, our module convenor had passed on a message to us saying that she was unable to give classes during the entire week due to “medical complications”. I could feel that she was trying to delay an encounter with me. However, the days passed without further incidents, other than one occasion where I thought I had seen her slink into her office, but when I followed after her and barged into her unlocked office she was nowhere to be seen. At least someone had come in during the weekend to clean up, and the healthy dose of air freshener suggested that that person had probably been in as early as a few hours prior. There were no traces left behind; it was as if nothing had ever happened. It was from that conclusion that I began to question my own sanity and how far I was actually willing to go to get my revenge. I had even thought at one point that she was genuinely unwell. When the entire week passed and no updates on her condition had reached me, I was unsure that I even wanted to see her again also.
A weekend passed again. It was still warm but few people were roaming around the campus. Exams were fast approaching, and nobody was hanging around. As a matter of fact, I even went to the library myself and actually got some work done. For once in a while I was relieved to be doing some revision.
Class began as usual the following Monday. Everybody slowly milled into the theatre as they arrived and seated themselves at their usual places. I tried to keep myself as inconspicuous as possible lest the lecturer decided to make a runner. I even went so far as to seat myself in another part of the room altogether. She came in just a few minutes before the start of class. She looked utterly terrible. She had completely forgone the open blouse and top, and she had some very visible violet bags under her eyes. She had also completely redone her hairstyle, it seemed, to limit how much of her face could be seen. She certainly looked a lot older for sure.
She began her lecture with far less enthusiasm than we had come to expect over the previous months; the bounciness in her voice was gone and replaced by a monotonous drone. I could barely even hear what she was saying despite the microphone. A few muffled voices behind me complained between themselves. Even that pretentious girl rose her hand to ask our lecturer to speak up. The woman gave an uninspired “Oh”, raised her voice only slightly for a few sentences, and her voice became quiet again. I was actually getting worried that I might kill her with what I had planned to do.
As she powered through the rest of the lecture, everybody became more irritable, and some had even left early. Sensing that she was coming to the end, I surreptitiously began packing my things away. Others had begun to do so too, and the moment she finished the whole room got up and began vacating. I also got up with the rest of them. I wanted to get her alone once everyone had left and she had closed up the room. However, as I was making my way to the exit I saw that she too had already put her things away and was already on her way out. I had to catch a moment with her once and for all!
I began to push my way through the congested horde of people. As usual, nobody seemed to be aware of my haste and were taking forever to move on. I squeezed my way through a bunch of chit-chatting girls who seemed determined to let the lecturer slip from my fingers. I brushed against their bodies and felt a couple of boobs squish themselves against my shoulders – that reminded me of all the times back at school when my friends and I tried to “accidently” make touch a girls ass or breast. One shrieked as I pushed a little too hard and ended up resting my hand on one of her tits. I tried to apologise but to no avail as my arm got wedged between two people. I flushed with embarrassment as the girl stared aghast at me, but it felt so nice in my hand. I tried to resist the impulse to squeeze it even a tiny bit. Out of nowhere, her face suddenly shifted into a slight smile. She gave me a wink. Temptation overcame me, and I gave it a good couple of squeezes. She gasped in surprise and grinned. Aroused, my crotch began to bulge substantially, but seeing an opening I made a dash for the door, giving the girl’s breast a final squash before I did.
I had finally made it outside and into the quadrangle, but the lecturer was nowhere to be seen. I was seriously trying to get to grip with what her issue was! She could have gone off in any direction, but my impulses were telling me that she would have gone straight for her office. I ran across the courtyard and through the passage into the campus green. I continued down the path towards the admin building, and as my luck would have it: there she was. Her blonde hair blowing with the wind and her bright satchel bounced with her steps. She was walking fast. I increased my pace to catch up with her. She was just about to turn into the admin building when she turned her head in my direction. Shit! Her eyes widened and she ran in. I had to continue the chase, and I began to run after her.
Unfortunately, the building was busy at that hour. Professors and staff were all wondering about, and I momentarily thought that I had lost her until I saw the bright bag bounce up the stairs. So she was definitely making it up to her office. I ran up the stairs, but I was afraid that I might be getting too much attention. I reached the top floor just a few meters behind her, but she was moving fast. A huddle of other professors were chatting by the vending machine. One of them noticed my lecturer and called on her. She slowed down. I heard one of them ask: ‘How was it this morning?’ I used this to my advantage. I carefully hastened my pace, and closed the gap between myself and her. ‘Yes. It was just fine, thank you’, she managed to say before she moved again. I was within an arm’s reach from her, and I could smell my victory. She too realised that there was nothing she could do, and as she opened her door she left it wide open for me.
Finally! Time to set things straight.
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Before I could even open my mouth, she spoke.
‘I am so, so sorry about what happened last week!’ she wailed as she hid her face behind her hands.
I immediately jumped straight to the point. ‘You had better explain what that was all about. I could easily file you for an indecent assault.’
She began to sniffle beneath her hands. ‘I knew I shouldn’t have done it in the first place! I’m going to lose my job, my career –’ her voice broke off.
This was clearly not going anywhere. I pushed her again. ‘Look. If you don’t tell me now, I will leave and call the police. I even have the underwear you left behind as proof!’ OK… admittedly, I was beginning to sound as if I had come straight out of some generic hentai. Somehow, that seemed to have struck a chord. She looked at me puzzled.
‘That’s right,’ I said. ‘I still have it in the fridge and it is still in perfect condition!’ I was hoping this was how forensics worked. As I think about my phrasing of that sentence, the more I simply want to end myself. Not to mention the challenge of having kept them hidden from the rest of my flatmates while trying to mask the increasingly pungent smell of humanity accruing in the refrigerator during the week prior.
She gave me a defeated smile. She slowly began to explain to me that since she had begun giving lectures she had developed what was initially a slight attraction to younger, and much less experienced males. As time progressed, she became increasingly more obsessed, but also more nervous about making her fetish known. It was with me however that she found an opportunity. She had thought that she could manipulate me by promising to raise my grade in exchange for sexual favours. During our last encounter however, as she was climaxing and then when I was eagerly taking off my trousers, she realised that she had stepped over the line, and got overwhelmed by the possibility of the entire episode leaking out and becoming a scandal. She remembered nothing about her underwear, but she was so panicked that she had probably forgotten about them when she ran away.
After hearing this, I also felt a little guilty about trying to blackmail her. To be honest, I had thought I could have gotten her to finish what she had started, but the thought of blackmailing her for sex was playing on my conscience. My confidence dwindled rapidly. I turned around to leave. Before I could even tell her to forget that this whole thing had ever happened and that things could just go back to normal she spoke.
At first I thought that she had simply mumbled something incoherent, but then she repeated herself.
‘I could still bump up your grade if you want,’ she mumbled again.
‘Sure,’ I shrugged. I began for the door.
‘I could still blow you if you want.’
WHAT. THE. FUCK… My brain exploded. Was she serious? I stopped to a halt and froze. I wasn’t even sure what to think. I turned around to face her. Her head was bowed down, and her legs were slightly parted below the knees. Her arms rested by her sides. I then realised that she had her hands tucked beneath the waistline of her jeans and the slight motion of her fingers gave absolutely nothing away. I gawped in silence – my mind having fucked off completely – as the fires in my loins stoked.
She raised her head from her chest and locked her eyes straight into mine. A shine had come back to them; she was already flushed red and an embarrassed smile broke over her face. Taking my silence as an affirmative she edged closer to me. My feet were cemented to the ground. My throat was dry; I gulped with anticipation and my heart was hammering at my chest.
She got down on her knees and began to undo my trousers. I could feel my dick twitch with excitement as I felt her fingers working. She pulled them down and started to massage my crotch with her hands. I was already rock hard, but the sensation of her hands cupped around my balls was sending dull tingles up my stomach. A moment later she also pulled down my underwear, and my hard-on flung itself straight towards her face. She giggled a little. She took out a small band from her pocket and tied up her hair behind her head. She then began to undo the collar of her shirt giving me a complete exposé of her cleavage. I watched mesmerised. She slid one hand down her trousers, placed the other on my scrotum, and wrapped her hot mouth around my shaft. I let out a heavy sigh as her moist lips slowly stroked my cock and her hand massaged me. Her tongue then got to work as she began rubbing my helmet with the tip, teasing it, making me shiver with pleasure. I heard her muffled voice say with my cock stuffed in her mouth: ‘Relax – don’t be so tense.’ I only then noticed that my hands were clenched and my knuckles white. I was still a little shocked at the speed with which the events had turned. I took a deep breath and began to take control of myself. I felt my confidence surge.
I took one of my hands from my side and put it down her shirt and began to fondle her breasts, while the other I placed at the back of her head and sped up the tempo. ‘Mm, hmm,’ I heard her say approvingly as she looked up at me and winked. She was fingering herself much more vigorously now, and the ecstasy was becoming clear in her face. She was blushing profusely now. Her moans were becoming so powerful that I could feel them send vibrations down my cock. I too was already feeling hot, and my balls were swelling and building pressure against her eager hand. Everything slowly began to build in intensity. With every full motion of her head, more of my manhood disappeared inside of her. Very soon I swore that I could feel the back of her mouth. As I had though that she could take on no more, she tipped her chin upwards and suddenly, the entire length of my cock had disappeared. Damn, this slut was good! She gagged a little, pulled my cock out of her throat and recommenced. Each time she swallowed my cock up, spikes of pleasure shot up me. If she held this up, I was surely going to blow soon. She squeaked as I excitedly pinched her nipple between my fingers. Then, as she started to devour my cock again, I held her head firmly and pushed it closer to me. Taken completely by surprise, he looked up at me as tears began to fill her eyes. I smiled naughtily back at her and continued to fix her head in place. Tears were running down her face when I released. She threw her head back and gasped for air as saliva poured out of her mouth and all over her chest.
Without even resisting me, I grabbed her head again and rammed my cock back into her mouth. She gagged again, but made no move to pull away. Instead, she waited for me to motion her head backwards. Forwards again. And backwards. Not relenting, I picked up the speed, and her slobber accrued on my shaft. Going faster and faster, my balls felt heavier. I had to hold it back for as long as I could. Her hot spit was getting everywhere. I grabbed her hair with my other hand. The pressure built up in my abdomen. And with a final thrust into the back of her throat and released my cum.
She shrieked as she instinctively tried to retract her head, but my hands held her firmly in place as I discharged load after load into her. I felt her try to swallow as fast as she could. Her eyes were squeezed shut. My cock continued to throb as I poured more cum into her with decreasing intensity. I slowly began to pull my cock out of her mouth, and as I did so she sucked as hard as she could and lapped her tongue around my shaft. Tears were dripping from her bloodshot eyes and down her face. When I finally pulled my twitching dick out of her mouth it was impeccably clean, but a tiny residue remained off the corner of my lecturer’s mouth. With the glistening finger she had been using to masturbate, she wiped my cum with her fingertip and sucked it dry till there was nothing left. She even looked back at me and opened her mouth. This girl was a FUCKING pro!
Just when I thought I was done, she skipped over to her chair. She sat down and spread her legs, and beckoned me with her dirty finger.
She smiled at me salaciously, ‘My turn,’ she said.
I grinned as I moved towards her, stroking my still erect penis.
Her dirty look dropped. ‘No sex, not this time. You can eat me out instead.’
A small wave of disappointment came over me, but it quickly disappeared as I was not going to let this chance go to waste. I was going to destroy her. I marched towards her. I leaned onto her and started to undo the remainder of her shirt buttons, exposing her bright pink bra, though one of her tits was already hanging out. I placed one of my hands on her upper thigh and began to caress her. I then tried the impossible when I started to undo her bra from behind. Luckily, before I could make fool of myself, she leaned in and started to make out with me as she took over from me and undid her bra herself, though I only realised too late that the slightly salty taste of her mouth was no mystery. Unabashed, I continued to intertwine my tongue with hers as I started to rub her crotch. I could already feel the wetness. I pulled away from her. I gradually descended down her body, kissing and sucking both her teats and her belly as I did until I reached her jeans. I undid the button and fly, and pulled them down. Her panties, as I had predicted, were soaked through. They were not needed, and I quickly discarded them too. And so before my eyes was her pussy, glistening and already puffed up. Wasting no time, I wrapped by arms around her thighs, and got stuck in. My first thought was just how wet she was. In no time at all, her pussy juices were already dripping down my face.
I started by slipping my tongue up and down the partition of her lips while occasionally giving her clitoris a little rub with the tip. She was already moaning loudly. I was shocked by how soft and slippery it felt. I paused. I then slid my tongue between her lips and lightly penetrated her. She started to thrust her hips slightly up and down. She brought her fingers down towards her pussy and began to rub her love button. I could feel her begin to shiver with pleasure, and her panting got heavier. I felt her pussy start to constrict; she was about to cum too.
Then, I had a brainwave. I suddenly stopped, and pulled away from her. I wiped her pussy juices off from mouth and moved slightly away from her.
‘I think I’ve had enough now,’ I said.
Though she was still playing with herself, I could see the shock in her face and her expression of ecstasy quickly dissolve into despair. ‘Why?’ she mouthed at me.
‘I feel good now. Thanks for raising my grade.’ I started to pick up my clothes off from the floor. I saw her face flush bright red and quiver. I could tell that she was embarrassed, but I also knew that she had still not climaxed. I knew it was cruel, but it served her right for doing the same to me. She groaned internally as she felt her pleasure ebb away. I began to put on my underwear.
‘You can fuck me, please!’ she cried. ‘Just do it quickly’
Bingo! She was still fingering herself, and untapped lust emanated from her.
‘I’m not sure,’ I teased. Her face dropped as she started to lose control of herself.
‘Please!’ she cried again.
I got more ambitious. ‘Fine. Just on one condition: I get to cum in you.’
She stared at me. For a second I was worried that I had overstepped the line; I even surprised myself with just how dirty I had become. She slowly parted her legs even more, and a small smile broke over her face.
‘Just this once.’
My cock immediately began to stand to attention, but it was still not hard enough. I advanced on her again. I gripped my shaft and started to stroke the helmet on her pussy, teasing her further. I could feel my cock get hard, and so did she. I continued to press the tip up and down her lips. She looked lustily at my manhood, and moaned with anticipation. I carried on the tease, occasionally penetrating her only slightly. This was getting too much for her.
‘Please, just put it in already.’ She was quivering heavily, and her chest was heaving quickly. She was getting desperate. Fine, I thought. And with a single, quick motion, I thrust the entire length of my cock into her. I can say that it felt amazing! Though he was soaking wet, she was tight as hell. Her hot pussy hugged my penis tightly. Nothing, however, had prepared me for the ecstatic scream that came from her. I saw her eyes roll upwards. I forwent all the dallying and started to pound her hard. With each motion I pushed as much of my dick in as I could and my balls clapped against her. She groaned with intense pleasure, and I could feel her insides constrict even more. She was building up for a huge climax. Pound after pound, I felt it become harder to thrust. I felt a swelling inside of me too, and it was only a matter of time.
Her back suddenly arched backwards, and she screamed though her clenched teeth. I felt her insides convulse violently as a monumental orgasm tore through her. ‘I’m cumming!’ I heard her yell. Not relenting, I thrust and thrust, holding back until the last minute. She had completely submitted, and was still shaking. I was getting ready to blow!
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something strange. I jumped, but my heart flew away in horror. A little face was peeking through the ajar door of my lecturer’s office. Our eyes made contact, and both widened. I thought I was genuinely hallucinating, but when the face disappeared and the door slammed shut. It was not joke; someone had been watching us all this while! For how long though? I pulled out from my lecturer’s pussy – she was still shaking and completely unaware of what had just occurred – and made a run for the door. Just as I was moving, I felt a surge run through me, and I started to cum. All. Over. The. Place. I felt paralysed and rooted to the floor as I shot out spurts of hot cum everywhere. For several seconds I stood, and puddles of cum accumulated by my feet. Careful not to step into anything again, I opened the door and peeked tentatively down the hallway. It was completely empty. I swore that I saw somebody, let alone certain that I heard the door slam. What perturbed me the most was how familiar that face was.
Regardless, I felt like crap. I had just ruined my best moment and came all over the place like some schoolboy’s first ejaculation. I swore then and there that I was going to find that girl, whoever she was, and set her straight. I turned around – and locked the door for good measure – to assess the damage. My lecturer was no longer writhing on her desk chair, but rather was on all fours and sucking my cum from off the floor. I scrunched my face, unsure of what was hot anymore. She looked up from her meal and faced me. Her mouth was covered in my cum. It a little bit began to dribble down her chin, but just before it rolled off the licked her lips, and voilà, ‘All gone,’ she said showing off her brightest smile.
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It was not until the week after that I could finally confront her again. Earlier on Monday, our module convenor had passed on a message to us saying that she was unable to give classes during the entire week due to “medical complications”. I could feel that she was trying to delay an encounter with me. However, the days passed without further incidents, other than one occasion where I thought I had seen her slink into her office, but when I followed after her and barged into her unlocked office she was nowhere to be seen. At least someone had come in during the weekend to clean up, and the healthy dose of air freshener suggested that that person had probably been in as early as a few hours prior. There were no traces left behind; it was as if nothing had ever happened. It was from that conclusion that I began to question my own sanity and how far I was actually willing to go to get my revenge. I had even thought at one point that she was genuinely unwell. When the entire week passed and no updates on her condition had reached me, I was unsure that I even wanted to see her again also.
A weekend passed again. It was still warm but few people were roaming around the campus. Exams were fast approaching, and nobody was hanging around. As a matter of fact, I even went to the library myself and actually got some work done. For once in a while I was relieved to be doing some revision.
Class began as usual the following Monday. Everybody slowly milled into the theatre as they arrived and seated themselves at their usual places. I tried to keep myself as inconspicuous as possible lest the lecturer decided to make a runner. I even went so far as to seat myself in another part of the room altogether. She came in just a few minutes before the start of class. She looked utterly terrible. She had completely forgone the open blouse and top, and she had some very visible violet bags under her eyes. She had also completely redone her hairstyle, it seemed, to limit how much of her face could be seen. She certainly looked a lot older for sure.
She began her lecture with far less enthusiasm than we had come to expect over the previous months; the bounciness in her voice was gone and replaced by a monotonous drone. I could barely even hear what she was saying despite the microphone. A few muffled voices behind me complained between themselves. Even that pretentious girl rose her hand to ask our lecturer to speak up. The woman gave an uninspired “Oh”, raised her voice only slightly for a few sentences, and her voice became quiet again. I was actually getting worried that I might kill her with what I had planned to do.
As she powered through the rest of the lecture, everybody became more irritable, and some had even left early. Sensing that she was coming to the end, I surreptitiously began packing my things away. Others had begun to do so too, and the moment she finished the whole room got up and began vacating. I also got up with the rest of them. I wanted to get her alone once everyone had left and she had closed up the room. However, as I was making my way to the exit I saw that she too had already put her things away and was already on her way out. I had to catch a moment with her once and for all!
I began to push my way through the congested horde of people. As usual, nobody seemed to be aware of my haste and were taking forever to move on. I squeezed my way through a bunch of chit-chatting girls who seemed determined to let the lecturer slip from my fingers. I brushed against their bodies and felt a couple of boobs squish themselves against my shoulders – that reminded me of all the times back at school when my friends and I tried to “accidently” make touch a girls ass or breast. One shrieked as I pushed a little too hard and ended up resting my hand on one of her tits. I tried to apologise but to no avail as my arm got wedged between two people. I flushed with embarrassment as the girl stared aghast at me, but it felt so nice in my hand. I tried to resist the impulse to squeeze it even a tiny bit. Out of nowhere, her face suddenly shifted into a slight smile. She gave me a wink. Temptation overcame me, and I gave it a good couple of squeezes. She gasped in surprise and grinned. Aroused, my crotch began to bulge substantially, but seeing an opening I made a dash for the door, giving the girl’s breast a final squash before I did.
I had finally made it outside and into the quadrangle, but the lecturer was nowhere to be seen. I was seriously trying to get to grip with what her issue was! She could have gone off in any direction, but my impulses were telling me that she would have gone straight for her office. I ran across the courtyard and through the passage into the campus green. I continued down the path towards the admin building, and as my luck would have it: there she was. Her blonde hair blowing with the wind and her bright satchel bounced with her steps. She was walking fast. I increased my pace to catch up with her. She was just about to turn into the admin building when she turned her head in my direction. Shit! Her eyes widened and she ran in. I had to continue the chase, and I began to run after her.
Unfortunately, the building was busy at that hour. Professors and staff were all wondering about, and I momentarily thought that I had lost her until I saw the bright bag bounce up the stairs. So she was definitely making it up to her office. I ran up the stairs, but I was afraid that I might be getting too much attention. I reached the top floor just a few meters behind her, but she was moving fast. A huddle of other professors were chatting by the vending machine. One of them noticed my lecturer and called on her. She slowed down. I heard one of them ask: ‘How was it this morning?’ I used this to my advantage. I carefully hastened my pace, and closed the gap between myself and her. ‘Yes. It was just fine, thank you’, she managed to say before she moved again. I was within an arm’s reach from her, and I could smell my victory. She too realised that there was nothing she could do, and as she opened her door she left it wide open for me.
Finally! Time to set things straight.
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Before I could even open my mouth, she spoke.
‘I am so, so sorry about what happened last week!’ she wailed as she hid her face behind her hands.
I immediately jumped straight to the point. ‘You had better explain what that was all about. I could easily file you for an indecent assault.’
She began to sniffle beneath her hands. ‘I knew I shouldn’t have done it in the first place! I’m going to lose my job, my career –’ her voice broke off.
This was clearly not going anywhere. I pushed her again. ‘Look. If you don’t tell me now, I will leave and call the police. I even have the underwear you left behind as proof!’ OK… admittedly, I was beginning to sound as if I had come straight out of some generic hentai. Somehow, that seemed to have struck a chord. She looked at me puzzled.
‘That’s right,’ I said. ‘I still have it in the fridge and it is still in perfect condition!’ I was hoping this was how forensics worked. As I think about my phrasing of that sentence, the more I simply want to end myself. Not to mention the challenge of having kept them hidden from the rest of my flatmates while trying to mask the increasingly pungent smell of humanity accruing in the refrigerator during the week prior.
She gave me a defeated smile. She slowly began to explain to me that since she had begun giving lectures she had developed what was initially a slight attraction to younger, and much less experienced males. As time progressed, she became increasingly more obsessed, but also more nervous about making her fetish known. It was with me however that she found an opportunity. She had thought that she could manipulate me by promising to raise my grade in exchange for sexual favours. During our last encounter however, as she was climaxing and then when I was eagerly taking off my trousers, she realised that she had stepped over the line, and got overwhelmed by the possibility of the entire episode leaking out and becoming a scandal. She remembered nothing about her underwear, but she was so panicked that she had probably forgotten about them when she ran away.
After hearing this, I also felt a little guilty about trying to blackmail her. To be honest, I had thought I could have gotten her to finish what she had started, but the thought of blackmailing her for sex was playing on my conscience. My confidence dwindled rapidly. I turned around to leave. Before I could even tell her to forget that this whole thing had ever happened and that things could just go back to normal she spoke.
At first I thought that she had simply mumbled something incoherent, but then she repeated herself.
‘I could still bump up your grade if you want,’ she mumbled again.
‘Sure,’ I shrugged. I began for the door.
‘I could still blow you if you want.’
WHAT. THE. FUCK… My brain exploded. Was she serious? I stopped to a halt and froze. I wasn’t even sure what to think. I turned around to face her. Her head was bowed down, and her legs were slightly parted below the knees. Her arms rested by her sides. I then realised that she had her hands tucked beneath the waistline of her jeans and the slight motion of her fingers gave absolutely nothing away. I gawped in silence – my mind having fucked off completely – as the fires in my loins stoked.
She raised her head from her chest and locked her eyes straight into mine. A shine had come back to them; she was already flushed red and an embarrassed smile broke over her face. Taking my silence as an affirmative she edged closer to me. My feet were cemented to the ground. My throat was dry; I gulped with anticipation and my heart was hammering at my chest.
She got down on her knees and began to undo my trousers. I could feel my dick twitch with excitement as I felt her fingers working. She pulled them down and started to massage my crotch with her hands. I was already rock hard, but the sensation of her hands cupped around my balls was sending dull tingles up my stomach. A moment later she also pulled down my underwear, and my hard-on flung itself straight towards her face. She giggled a little. She took out a small band from her pocket and tied up her hair behind her head. She then began to undo the collar of her shirt giving me a complete exposé of her cleavage. I watched mesmerised. She slid one hand down her trousers, placed the other on my scrotum, and wrapped her hot mouth around my shaft. I let out a heavy sigh as her moist lips slowly stroked my cock and her hand massaged me. Her tongue then got to work as she began rubbing my helmet with the tip, teasing it, making me shiver with pleasure. I heard her muffled voice say with my cock stuffed in her mouth: ‘Relax – don’t be so tense.’ I only then noticed that my hands were clenched and my knuckles white. I was still a little shocked at the speed with which the events had turned. I took a deep breath and began to take control of myself. I felt my confidence surge.
I took one of my hands from my side and put it down her shirt and began to fondle her breasts, while the other I placed at the back of her head and sped up the tempo. ‘Mm, hmm,’ I heard her say approvingly as she looked up at me and winked. She was fingering herself much more vigorously now, and the ecstasy was becoming clear in her face. She was blushing profusely now. Her moans were becoming so powerful that I could feel them send vibrations down my cock. I too was already feeling hot, and my balls were swelling and building pressure against her eager hand. Everything slowly began to build in intensity. With every full motion of her head, more of my manhood disappeared inside of her. Very soon I swore that I could feel the back of her mouth. As I had though that she could take on no more, she tipped her chin upwards and suddenly, the entire length of my cock had disappeared. Damn, this slut was good! She gagged a little, pulled my cock out of her throat and recommenced. Each time she swallowed my cock up, spikes of pleasure shot up me. If she held this up, I was surely going to blow soon. She squeaked as I excitedly pinched her nipple between my fingers. Then, as she started to devour my cock again, I held her head firmly and pushed it closer to me. Taken completely by surprise, he looked up at me as tears began to fill her eyes. I smiled naughtily back at her and continued to fix her head in place. Tears were running down her face when I released. She threw her head back and gasped for air as saliva poured out of her mouth and all over her chest.
Without even resisting me, I grabbed her head again and rammed my cock back into her mouth. She gagged again, but made no move to pull away. Instead, she waited for me to motion her head backwards. Forwards again. And backwards. Not relenting, I picked up the speed, and her slobber accrued on my shaft. Going faster and faster, my balls felt heavier. I had to hold it back for as long as I could. Her hot spit was getting everywhere. I grabbed her hair with my other hand. The pressure built up in my abdomen. And with a final thrust into the back of her throat and released my cum.
She shrieked as she instinctively tried to retract her head, but my hands held her firmly in place as I discharged load after load into her. I felt her try to swallow as fast as she could. Her eyes were squeezed shut. My cock continued to throb as I poured more cum into her with decreasing intensity. I slowly began to pull my cock out of her mouth, and as I did so she sucked as hard as she could and lapped her tongue around my shaft. Tears were dripping from her bloodshot eyes and down her face. When I finally pulled my twitching dick out of her mouth it was impeccably clean, but a tiny residue remained off the corner of my lecturer’s mouth. With the glistening finger she had been using to masturbate, she wiped my cum with her fingertip and sucked it dry till there was nothing left. She even looked back at me and opened her mouth. This girl was a FUCKING pro!
Just when I thought I was done, she skipped over to her chair. She sat down and spread her legs, and beckoned me with her dirty finger.
She smiled at me salaciously, ‘My turn,’ she said.
I grinned as I moved towards her, stroking my still erect penis.
Her dirty look dropped. ‘No sex, not this time. You can eat me out instead.’
A small wave of disappointment came over me, but it quickly disappeared as I was not going to let this chance go to waste. I was going to destroy her. I marched towards her. I leaned onto her and started to undo the remainder of her shirt buttons, exposing her bright pink bra, though one of her tits was already hanging out. I placed one of my hands on her upper thigh and began to caress her. I then tried the impossible when I started to undo her bra from behind. Luckily, before I could make fool of myself, she leaned in and started to make out with me as she took over from me and undid her bra herself, though I only realised too late that the slightly salty taste of her mouth was no mystery. Unabashed, I continued to intertwine my tongue with hers as I started to rub her crotch. I could already feel the wetness. I pulled away from her. I gradually descended down her body, kissing and sucking both her teats and her belly as I did until I reached her jeans. I undid the button and fly, and pulled them down. Her panties, as I had predicted, were soaked through. They were not needed, and I quickly discarded them too. And so before my eyes was her pussy, glistening and already puffed up. Wasting no time, I wrapped by arms around her thighs, and got stuck in. My first thought was just how wet she was. In no time at all, her pussy juices were already dripping down my face.
I started by slipping my tongue up and down the partition of her lips while occasionally giving her clitoris a little rub with the tip. She was already moaning loudly. I was shocked by how soft and slippery it felt. I paused. I then slid my tongue between her lips and lightly penetrated her. She started to thrust her hips slightly up and down. She brought her fingers down towards her pussy and began to rub her love button. I could feel her begin to shiver with pleasure, and her panting got heavier. I felt her pussy start to constrict; she was about to cum too.
Then, I had a brainwave. I suddenly stopped, and pulled away from her. I wiped her pussy juices off from mouth and moved slightly away from her.
‘I think I’ve had enough now,’ I said.
Though she was still playing with herself, I could see the shock in her face and her expression of ecstasy quickly dissolve into despair. ‘Why?’ she mouthed at me.
‘I feel good now. Thanks for raising my grade.’ I started to pick up my clothes off from the floor. I saw her face flush bright red and quiver. I could tell that she was embarrassed, but I also knew that she had still not climaxed. I knew it was cruel, but it served her right for doing the same to me. She groaned internally as she felt her pleasure ebb away. I began to put on my underwear.
‘You can fuck me, please!’ she cried. ‘Just do it quickly’
Bingo! She was still fingering herself, and untapped lust emanated from her.
‘I’m not sure,’ I teased. Her face dropped as she started to lose control of herself.
‘Please!’ she cried again.
I got more ambitious. ‘Fine. Just on one condition: I get to cum in you.’
She stared at me. For a second I was worried that I had overstepped the line; I even surprised myself with just how dirty I had become. She slowly parted her legs even more, and a small smile broke over her face.
‘Just this once.’
My cock immediately began to stand to attention, but it was still not hard enough. I advanced on her again. I gripped my shaft and started to stroke the helmet on her pussy, teasing her further. I could feel my cock get hard, and so did she. I continued to press the tip up and down her lips. She looked lustily at my manhood, and moaned with anticipation. I carried on the tease, occasionally penetrating her only slightly. This was getting too much for her.
‘Please, just put it in already.’ She was quivering heavily, and her chest was heaving quickly. She was getting desperate. Fine, I thought. And with a single, quick motion, I thrust the entire length of my cock into her. I can say that it felt amazing! Though he was soaking wet, she was tight as hell. Her hot pussy hugged my penis tightly. Nothing, however, had prepared me for the ecstatic scream that came from her. I saw her eyes roll upwards. I forwent all the dallying and started to pound her hard. With each motion I pushed as much of my dick in as I could and my balls clapped against her. She groaned with intense pleasure, and I could feel her insides constrict even more. She was building up for a huge climax. Pound after pound, I felt it become harder to thrust. I felt a swelling inside of me too, and it was only a matter of time.
Her back suddenly arched backwards, and she screamed though her clenched teeth. I felt her insides convulse violently as a monumental orgasm tore through her. ‘I’m cumming!’ I heard her yell. Not relenting, I thrust and thrust, holding back until the last minute. She had completely submitted, and was still shaking. I was getting ready to blow!
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something strange. I jumped, but my heart flew away in horror. A little face was peeking through the ajar door of my lecturer’s office. Our eyes made contact, and both widened. I thought I was genuinely hallucinating, but when the face disappeared and the door slammed shut. It was not joke; someone had been watching us all this while! For how long though? I pulled out from my lecturer’s pussy – she was still shaking and completely unaware of what had just occurred – and made a run for the door. Just as I was moving, I felt a surge run through me, and I started to cum. All. Over. The. Place. I felt paralysed and rooted to the floor as I shot out spurts of hot cum everywhere. For several seconds I stood, and puddles of cum accumulated by my feet. Careful not to step into anything again, I opened the door and peeked tentatively down the hallway. It was completely empty. I swore that I saw somebody, let alone certain that I heard the door slam. What perturbed me the most was how familiar that face was.
Regardless, I felt like crap. I had just ruined my best moment and came all over the place like some schoolboy’s first ejaculation. I swore then and there that I was going to find that girl, whoever she was, and set her straight. I turned around – and locked the door for good measure – to assess the damage. My lecturer was no longer writhing on her desk chair, but rather was on all fours and sucking my cum from off the floor. I scrunched my face, unsure of what was hot anymore. She looked up from her meal and faced me. Her mouth was covered in my cum. It a little bit began to dribble down her chin, but just before it rolled off the licked her lips, and voilà, ‘All gone,’ she said showing off her brightest smile.
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