The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Chapter 9 The Knight s Passion
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It seemed like an ordinary day at Catholic High. Most students agreed it was a good school to attend. The atmosphere created by the all-religious staff was one of relative harmony and peace for a public school.
Matt Zelter was a design and technology teacher in his late twenties. Being a teacher, Zelter was hardly sex God material, in fact - he had never been a school jock during his tenure and not the most popular guy at college. His features made him no competition for the Brad Pitts of the world, yet his dark eyes, short jet black hair (prematurely ebbing away) and well built physique permanantly hidden under tight sweaters, combined with a mature, fair, hard-working authority as design teacher, made him somewhat of a contender for young girls' crushes.
Whilst not strictly adhering to the schools' rules as being a compliant
Christian, Zelter thought of himself as a fair and honest guy he had not escaped
controversy, dating the school MILF Ms. Rogers (a curvacious, strict and
authoratitive blonde from the science department). There were scant rumours of
what had happened between them and Zelter was privately glad that their sordid
episodes of wild sex in her car in the school parking lot were never made public
knowledge. He cast his mind back to her huge busoms heaving, her usually pious
voice whimpering like a dog in heat, and her soaking wet vagina eating all of
him. Whilst 35 year old Sandra Roger's breasts were beginning to lose their
firmess and starting to droop, their fullness and largeness in comparison to her
relatively slim body were unforgettable. The way her curvacious hips and thighs
swayed when removing her underwear was enough to make Matt ejeculate
prematurely.
Whilst Rogers was known for her strict discipline doled out to her pupils, it
seemed she loved to be wild in bed or indeed the car, the kitchen table and the
closet.
But that affair had been short lived. He had loved and cared about Rogers, but it seemed she was looking for a commitment - something which he, just starting out in his teaching profession, had no time to give.
Yet this was not Zelter's hardest crime. Whilst he tried to forget it day and night, and desparately wanted more than anything for them to reach their true potential, Zelter had to admit he was attracted to some of his students.
Whether it ranged from 19 year old Hannah Elson, his star pupil with ample model beauty and brains to match, he felt his heart (and crotch) flutter when beside her... or 18 year old Mai-Lynn, whose stunning asian charms made her a perfect candidate for prom queen.. yet none of the school beauties could come anywhere near to tempting Zelter as Mellissa Davidson.
This just-turned 18 year old hottie was made to make men and boys drool. Although from a poor family, Mell was said to have Latino influences on her fathers side. Her skin was the creamiest and softest you could imagine to carress. Her beautiful large sultry almond eyes managed both wide innocence and a glimmer of naughtiness simultaneously. One look into her eyes made even women feel uneasy and enamoured by her knowing sex appeal. Her chocolate hair was thick and smooth and permenantly held back in one simple ribon.
Her body was the envy of all the other 18 year olds in her grade. Her breasts being fully developed, with a flat stomach, wonderfully curved thighs and perfect ass.
Bypassing Catholic High's uniform regulations, Mel was often to be found with patterned pantyhose, silky revealing school skirt, high heeled shoes and lashings of lip gloss. She was not unaware of the way her pert breasts protruded outrageously underneath her white shirt.
Mel acted oblivious to her charms - playing matchmaker for her girlfriends with the regular jocks, knowing full well that she was their only desire.
After losing her virginity to the stud of the school, and almost being impregnated by him, Mel decided that she preferred to date older men with money and whilst not being academically gifted in the slightest, had a knack for getting what she wanted with men.
This girl was both innocent beauty queen and neighbourhood bad girl roled into one.
She seemed both naive and yet completely aware of her sexual power at once.
Mel had been in Zelter's design class for almost a year. Being almost permenantly bottom of the class, Mell had never even contemplated trying to work. Every time something needed doing, she would "scream" for Zelter to come and help her finish it.
Zelter acted very wound up with Mel's girlish temper-tantrums.
"Oh Mellissa," he would sigh disgruntled. "In the real world, you are not going to have me or Bradley or Jason to help you,"
"But you can't expect me to understand all of it... look, it's weird," she exclaimed, before prancing around, taking Zelter's woodwork to peices. "Oops, oh my God, I am SO SORRY SIR, Oh my Goood!" Mel exlaimed, causing whoops of laughter from the couple of girls and many boys surrounding her table. "Do you want me to try to put it... ooooh shit, I did it again" she shreiked, causing more eruptions of laughter. Zelter held his head in his hands.
"Melissa, I'm going to have to separate you.. HERE, NOW," he shouted, trying to regain some control over the class. He took her to the front of the class, and attempted to explain the process again, but all the while he knew nothing would be understood. "Try Mellissa, try"
By the end of the day, all the pupils had filterred out and it was getting warm.
"Sir, I'm sorry I broke your thing sir, I did try" Mellissa offered.
Usually, Zelter would have just dismissed this remark and ushered the student on their way. But Mell was sitting seductively on his desk, her hair wrapped around her fingers and her eyes looking deep into his like they would set him on fire. He looked away.
"It's OK Mellissa, but be more careful next time"
"I will sir, I will... Sir??"
"Yes Mel,"
Mell paused for a while, as if she hadn't thought what she was going to say.
"Can I tell you something private?"
Zelter did not like where this was going. Since this conversation had began he had already been paying too much attention to the way her hand rested inbetween her thighs and was becoming uncomfortable with his own thoughts.
"Well... yes... but if it's very personal, you should see the school counsellor,"
"Oh, she wouldn't be able to help me with this.." Mel proceeded: "I know I'm not so smart.. you don't have to tell me that... I want, I really want to know more but it's like.. I don't understand all that words and stuff... but I like wood, wood working.. I REALLY do.. and you're an awesome teacher and all,"
Zelter felt himself chuckle a bit.
"It's true", she laughed, and poked him on the shoulder. He relaxed a bit more.
And Mel saw him look up at her with true amusement and even affection.
"I was wondering if you could show me that saw technique, just one more time..."
Zelter roled his eyes. He knew something bad was going to happen, he couldn't help it.
Two minutes later, both Zelter and Davidson were stationed at the machine. Zelter demonstrated first and Davidson tried to copy, her attempts markedly better than in class. As she leaned over, he couldn't help but watch her ass grind a little into him, and did little to stop it. His lust for her was building.
"Hey, I did it!"
"See Mell, if you applied yourself a bit more and stopped showing off to those other guys,"
"But that's all I have,"
"No, you could be more."
"Do you think I'm a beautiful girl?"
She was standing flat up against him now, her protuding breasts touched his abdomen.
"Yes,"
"Will you do me sir?"
He fell off guard from her bluntness. Suddenly a well of lust rose up inside him. Their 10 + year age gap didn't matter.
Within seconds his tongue was intertwined with hers. They made out ferociously.
Her hands all over his back. His immediately fell to her ass. She giggled
through the kiss.
God, her ass was awesome. Large, bouncey, firm. He gripped it harder and felt her teenage tongue all over him.
Before he could control himself he picked her up by her buttocks and swept her across the room. On his desk, her legs were spread open and her tongue lipped her large lips seductively.
"Ooh sir,"
"Spread your legs,"
"Ooh sir you're dominating, I didn't expect that,,"
Zelter opened her thighs wide to reveal she was actually wearing stockings. He pulled off her cotton panties to reveal a semi-shaved, 16 year old pussy. The lips were puffy and the slit was creamy already.
Zelter's tongue was all over it. Mel was laughing and screaming within seconds.
"God sir, I cum easily, be careful, ooooh, oooh, yeah!"
Mel next undid his pants and eagerly pried off his underwear, grabbing his stiff cock expertly. Within seconds her beautiful lips were around it, sucking up and down and up and down. Her eyes looked up at him continuously suggestive. His member felt wild as she sucked for dear life. Without warning, both his balls were being tongue kissed in her mouth.
It was too much for Zelter. He had to be inside her.
"Mell are you a virgin?"
"No, sir, but I've never been with a cock like yours,"
"Are you scared?"
"Give it to me" her voice was not screachy or squealy any longer. She spoke like a mature woman.
Grabbing both her legs with were in the air, Zelter thrust his way into her love hole. He immediately reacted to how tight she was, not only tight but wet and warm too. It enveloped him immediately.
"Oooh... ooooooh yah" Mel's moaning would not have been out of place on a porn set.
"Fuck, you have a nice pussy,"
He couldn't believe he was actually in his student's pussy. Several days ago he had held a parent/teacher conference looking at both in the eye. And now he was nailing her warm wet pussy like there was no tomorrow.
"Oh God sir, deeper... oooh yeah,"
Her face was not smiling any more, but red raw. Contorted with pleasure.
She tried to laugh occasionally to make light of it, but Zelter could tell she had never had it this good and was really feeling it.
Zelter kept at it, until he was nearly there then picked her up by the arms and put her hands forward against a wall. She was shocked but not unhappy by this sudden change. He held her up by holding her hands next to his.
His large stature towered over her petite one, despite her large heels, and it was clear she loved this position. He was thrusting fast now, stopping every few minutes to slap her delicious teen ass.
It was not enough. He couldn't get deeper in her. Again without warning, he picked her up. Her legs were in his hands now.
"Fuck me Matt. fuck me daddy" she moaned. His cock was thrusting deep now, in out in out in out.
"Oooooooo--ohh-ohh ye-a-a-a-a-h" she screamed. Their bodies worked in perfect motion now.
His cock was in and out of her at lightening speed. Her hand flicked her clit expertly.
"God sir, I think I'm gonna cum.. Oh God.. I'm gonna, I'm gonna cum,"
"Cum Mel,cum baby,"
His cock fell out of her hole as she felt the orgasm rip through her pussy. Her pussy pounded with the heat of the explosion, it was the most intense she had ever felt. Her head rested back on his shoulder as her crotch pounded backwards and forwards for the duration of a minute. Spirts of feminine juice gushed out of her.
She fell softly to the ground.
"Oh.My.God. I never had that before," she turned to look at him in amazement. He smiled back at her.
"I'm still hard," he smiled.
Dutifully she got back up.
"You ready?"
"FUCK yes,"
"Not too sore?"
"Doesn't matter."
Zelter pushed her back up against the wall this time and pounded for life. She held him close and tight as her perfect ass scraped the wall.
"Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes" she screamed with every thrust. She made her pussy squeaze and grip his cock even tighter.
Zelter knew he was close. He knew he should pull out. But her pussy was just too good. He couldn't stop himself. Mell tried to protest she was not on protection but too late. As Zelter came in her warm pussy he felt his sperm ooze into her and watched it drip out.
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6 months later, Mell couldn't hide her weight gain any longer. She knew Matt's baby was blooming in her teenage womb. That night had been the most exciting of her life, and this product of their passion could not be disgarded.
Not willing to sacrifice her teacher's career, Davidson accepted a generous sum from Zelter who agreed to be part of the baby's life, and she found a flat with Adam, her ex who had loved Mel despite her naughtiness.
After baby Matthew's birth, she could not, however, guarentee Zelter would stay out of her life forever.
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Two days after her "taming" Jasmine called me.."Hey! You ok?" She asked before I could say anything."Yeah.. What's up?""Oh My Fucking God!" She squealed," You won't believe this......The day after her taming Jasmine had spent the day with Melissa. Melissa's boyfriend was away for a week, a stag do in Amsterdam. Melissa was not particularly happy about this so the girls planned a day of shopping, taking in a movie at the cinema and then some girly time at Melissa's house with a bottle of two or...
kissed and felt up her girlfriends as a curious child but never thought much about sex. It was mostly just a natural curiosity to inspect other girl's bodies to see if they were like her or not. Her family lived in Birmingham, England. Her parents bought a semi-detached home in a nice residential neighborhood. The homes were the latest thing in their day. She was an only child. In every way she was an average sandy haired blonde child. She was proud of her hair and kept it...
Melissa: Big City Girl? Part#1(MM/f, n/c relec, humil, spank)By: Jake OliveAuthors note: The story and characters are entirely fictional. This is my first attempt at this type of work. Please provide any feedback to: [email protected] really had to be done with Melissa. Here Paul was on what should have been the greatest day of his life and he had a problem; What to do about Melissa. Paul Stanford was by all accounts a successful young man. Only 27, his quick mind and ease of...
"Wow, these are just so, ouch, neat!" Christi snapped the shiny plastic clip onto her nipple. It changed colour quickly from dark blue to a bright green as it bit into the blue-eyed brunette's soft pink flesh. "Kathy, you've got to try these!" "What are they?" Kathy answered distractedly as she admired the big black strap-on in the full length mirror. "They're called Mood Clamps. They change colour depending on how turned on you are." She put her arms around Kathy waist and began...
Being a CPA, she'd been able to save a bunch by closing her expensive office in Phoenix's central business district. Now, at a fraction of the price, she only needed to rent a post box in the same uptown stylish and upscale address that at one time been her plush office. Her clients were happy to email their spread sheets to her, knowing her work was professional and accurate, as were her insights and opinions. She'd bought the business from an elderly man, inheriting his clientele. Those...
KEVIN Andrea’s spending the night with my sister. Most girls their age hardly have nipples, but Andrea’s are totally obvious when she’s adjusting her goofy nightcap, a Night-Before-Christmas type, except it’s not Christmas. Katie’s breasts, I know all about from wrestling around. When the three of us play Monopoly, the two complain I own too many hotels, so I make them loans to keep the game going. Banker Andrea in her nightgown has to lean forward to make change while Katie pretends to sort...
Ted loved his afternoon jog. Not only did it keep him in shape, but the path he usually took was always filled with gorgeous young women and girls, most of whom used jogging as an excuse to show off their firm, sexy bods. They were invariably clad in tight, skimpy running shorts and even tighter tee-shirts, leaving little to the imagination. The sight of so many pretty young things bouncing along the path usually made Ted hotter than the exercise itself, and by the time he got home to his wife,...
It was a big event for the assembled staff, the introduction on Monday afternoon of their new boss. Something of a surprise too. Not so much the arrival of a woman to head up an otherwise all-male department (the 21st century, after all, and besides they already knew that a newcomer called 'Melissa Reynolds' had been appointed) but more her age and appearance. Melissa looked to be no more than late twenties, young for such an exalted position, and she was strikingly attractive. The new Head...
Recently her husband had been distant too. Melissa knew it was from the way she was treating him. It was funny she had been mean to her husband from her own mistake. He had said some words back that were harsher than usual. They had been in this fight for weeks. Tonight, was going to be the night they made up. She had dressed the part short skirt, black stockings, silky panties and black patent pumps. They still were trying for a baby and Melissa was in the middle of her cycle. She was...
Melissa had been a good student. Too good. She spend all of her time in highschool working on her classes that she rarely dated. She really didn’t have the time to spend with boys. She wanted to receive a scholarship so badly that her studies became her main interest. Needless to say, she remained a virgin all through her highschool days. And her straight A average were proof that she had better plans for her life than getting fucked. It wasn’t that she wasn’t desirable....
Junior year Summer had finally ended and it was back to school for junior year. I was excited to see all my friends and all my favorite girls every day. Walking through the halls was just a festival of hugs and kisses and stories of what everyone did over the summer. There were some exciting stories too! It turns out I wasn’t the only one who had such an amazing summer. On the other hand, being back in school meant that I didn’t get to spend as much time with my girlfriend Jamie. Jamie went...
Junior year Summer had finally ended and it was back to school for junior year. I was excited to see all my friends and all my favorite girls every day. Walking through the halls was just a festival of hugs and kisses and stories of what everyone did over the summer. There were some exciting stories too! It turns out I wasn’t the only one who had such an amazing summer. On the other hand, being back in school meant that I didn’t get to spend as much time with my girlfriend Jamie. Jamie went to...
Ser Alec Longstroke (his last name a call to an ancestor who used a spear-like sword to defeat a foe one) had been riding his horse, which was wearing a white and red cloth caparison and who’s name was Fira, for almost a week now. He was a knight of a guild and he specialized in hunting what had done this to the countryside, dragons. His destination was the Castle Rooker, a place that a dragon would have rested before it moved on. It was his hope that the dragon was still there and that the...
Ser Alec Longstroke (his last name a call to an ancestor who used a spear-like sword to defeat a foe one) had been riding his horse, which was wearing a white and red cloth caparison and who’s name was Fira, for almost a week now. He was a knight of a guild and he specialized in hunting what had done this to the countryside, dragons. His destination was the Castle Rooker, a place that a dragon would have rested before it moved on. It was his hope that the dragon was still there and that...
Aug 8, 2011 I tried to get this info into my biography - but couldn't. I've written a paperback book of three of my long stories that I normally sell separately at magselectronics.com There IS a great discount offered by the publisher, but only until August 12, 2011 If you're interested go to beastv.blogspot for details. I hope that you enjoy the following story. It's a lot different than my usual. Hugs Bea AUDITION FOR A KNIGHT By Bea The horseman appeared out...
Knight Kevin – The Free City of Hargone Angela’s face hardened at my pronouncement of her crimes and the declaration that her name was attainted and stricken from the rolls of the Knights Deute. The wind from the desert whipped at her fiery hair. We stood on the outskirts of Hargone, the Halani Desert’s sands only a block away. Crowded tenement buildings made of yellow-white mud loomed around us. The pedestrians on the streets hurried inside, leaving it empty. I didn’t care. My focus was on...