Sara and Mr Rostand The Fun Continues
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Introduction: This is abit rougher than anything I have ever written before. Hope you enjoy and please leave your constructive comments Sara stood in the hallway, tugging down her shirt to expose a centimeter of her bright pink lace bra. The edge of the lace played peek-a-boo with her low cut black top. It was one of the few bras she owned, but it was her favorite by far. It was the last day of school, she had stayed clear of Mr. Rostand for the past three weeks, but now she was standing outside of his classroom, in a very inappropriate outfit. Her petite fist rose up and knocked on the wood door. She could hear the echo that it made inside of the room. The time she stood outside of that door seemed like an eternity, but was more like thirty seconds or so. Enough time for her to wonder if perhaps he was in there with someone else. She wasnt so stupid to think she was the first student he had extra relations with, but she was hoping that she was the only one at the moment.
Mr. Rostand opened the door, his mouth dropped down for a moment as he saw Sara standing outside in the sluttiest outfit he had ever seen her wear, he snapped it close and cleared his throat, trying to find any words to say. Did everything go alright with your final grades to Brown? he finally managed to speak out. Sara grinned a sexy sly smile, yes, thanks to you. She walked past him and into the classroom, which was disheveled from him packing up all of his stuff for the end of the school year. She sat down at one of the desks that was free of clutter. He turned around, and shut the door, locking it behind him.
I was wondering if you needed any, Sara looked around, her hair lightly moving and capturing the sunlight, looking for the next word, help. As she said this word, she looked right into his eyes, the innuendo and sexual tension behind that one word was blatantly obvious. His cock twitched as his attention was focused on her lips, he had dreamed of those luscious wrapped around him many times over the past weeks. He walked towards Sara, positioning himself right in front of the desk she was seated at. He lifted one leg up, resting his thigh on the desk nonchalantly, as if everyday he had a seductive young beauty waiting to please him.
Help me how exactly? Mr. Rostand leaned over, getting a whiff of the fresh
strawberry scent that always lightly drifted off her soft skin. Sara, in one quick motion, picked herself up and sat on the desktop behind her. Her legs crossed swiftly, the epitome of ladylike behavior. His eyes swept over her legs, the skin radiated a soft glow but his eyes longed to see where the legs joined to the perfect honey pot where his tongue gloriously captured each drop of her juices previously. She noticed his eyes devouring her, his eyes alit with lust. She slowly shifted her legs, laying them side by side, then spreading them open slightly, revealing the fact that she had no panties on underneath her short jean skirt. His imagination went wild, as did he, he had only relieved himself in the past three weeks since their last encounter, and now with her right in front of him he couldnt help himself. He stood up and wrapped his fingers around her wrist, jarring her down from her position on the desk.
You like being a little slut? Mr. Rostand said as he forcibly twisted her arm behind her and bent her over a desk. She was tiny, and although she struggled with surprise, she was no match for him.
What? Mr. Rostand, what are you doing? Saras voice held a note of terror.
I asked you a question, do you like being a little slut? Mr. Rostand bent over her body, pressing his body weight on top of her, growling in her ear. He could feel her erratic breath as her small body heaved in terror underneath him. His hand that wasnt twisting her arm, went in between her legs, and slapped the tender flesh of her upper thigh. She yelped out and her legs opened, the exact reaction that he wanted. His thick finger touched her puckered anus and traveled downwards, surprised at how wet Saras perfect slit was.
You are a little whore, can you feel how wet you are? Do you feel your slut juices making you wet? Tell me you are a little whore. His finger went further, stopping at her clit and rubbing furiously, Answer me! His voice got loud, echoing in the room.
Mmmhhmmmm, Sara moaned out, her pussy getting wetter and wetter.
Mmmhmm what?
Yes
Yes what?
Yes, I am a little whore. Mr. Rostands cock got harder as he heard Saras small innocent voice telling him this.
Well whore, get down on your knees, Mr. Rostand flipped her around. His hand went on the top of her head, and pushed her down on her knees, she stumbled forward. Take my cock out. Her small hands frantically went up to unbutton his khakis. She could feel the hard bulge underneath, and it turned her on. She did not expect the brutality that he was displaying, but she liked it. The khakis fell to his feet, a puddle of tan fabric. She hooked her fingers around the thick band of elastic on his Calvin Klein boxer briefs. Which were so much sexier than the boxers that he was wearing last time. Saras mouth watered, eager to get his thick cock in her mouth. She worked quickly and got his boxer briefs around his ankles too. She sharply gasped, surprised at the girth, even though she had sucked him off before, and other things. Her mouth opened, her small delicate tongue darted out and coated her lips with saliva. They glimmered under the florescent lighting of the classroom. She inched forward on her knees, the rough carpet scratching her soft knees. He saw that the carpet was not pleasant on her, so he backed up one full step.
She went to put her hands down and crawl to relieve some of the pressure on her knees, Did I say you could crawl slut? Her head snapped up to attention, finally understanding how this was going to work out. She shook her head.
I cant hear you, Mr. Rostand made an overly dramatic showing of placing his hand up next to his ear.
No.
No Sir, he looked down upon her.
No Sir. Her eyes were brimming lust and fright, it turned him on like nothing ever had before. She scraped her knees along the rough carpet to get to his hard erect cock. She managed to finally get to him and opened her mouth. Before her lips could even touch him, he thrust forward and pushed her head down. The intrusion was something that she did not expect, she coughed and he withdrew himself from her warm mouth. She coughed and cleared her throat, her hands wrapped around her mouth.
Those hands are getting in the way, Mr. Rostand said out loud. His eyes darted across the room, then he quickly went to the supplies he was using to package up his room. He grabbed something and put it behind his back, walking back over to the waiting girl. He bent behind her, grabbing both of her wrists and wrapping duct tape around them, securing them together so the use of her arms was cut off. While he was bent over behind her, he nestled his chin into the nape of her neck. He opened his mouth, his tongue dancing along the soft flesh. Her skin held the light taste of salt, just a hint. A soft moan reached his ears, he was hitting the right spot. He kept his lip parted and in place, but withdrew his tongue back into mouth. Then he parted his lips a little more and placed his teeth on her, slowly scraping his teeth against her sensitive flesh. He could sense a slight shiver run through her body, her head tilted back, giving him more access. He stood back up, laughing in a low manly chuckle. She twisted her head around to see what he was doing, and threw herself off balance and fell down to the rough carpet.
Back on your knees! Mr. Rostand barked out. Sara jerked around and twisted and maneuvered until she was back in her original position. Good, now use that hot little mouth on me. Her lips parted and leaned forward to capture the head of his thick cock into her mouth. He let out a short deep moan of pleasure, pushing his hips forward an inch. Sara took the hint well, her lips slicked up and slid further down his shaft. Her tongue worked on the bottom of his cock while she struggled to get all the way down. She braced herself then took him all the way into her throat. She swallowed his cock to make it easier to take, less gagging. Mr. Rostands hands went up to the back of her head, resting there as he relished in the feeling of the teenagers mouth around his thick cock. She came up halfway, regaining her composure, continuing to use her small tongue to provide pleasure. His hips pushed backwards, popping his cock out of her mouth. Her saliva coated his cock, a shiny lubrication. His hand pumped his cock a few times, then lifted it up, exposing his balls.
You like being a dirty little cocksucker? Mr. Rostand slowly rubbed his shaft up and down.
Yes sir, Sara looked up at him, looking so innocent, but he could see the sinful lust that was behind her eyes. Her mouth opened, she wanted his cock back in her mouth. Instead of giving her what she wanted, he stepped forward the smallest bit, leaning his hips closer to her, Lick my balls. Show me how a little whore likes to lick- he groaned out as she dragged her tongue in circles around his balls. She licked around and around, her tongue making his head spin. Then Sara sucked inwards, his balls popping into her warm mouth. He looked down at the teenage girl, intently enjoying his heavy balls in her mouth. Her tongue wide and running back and forth. She sucked on them lightly, the suction downward made his hand go faster around his shaft. He pumped and pumped until he knew he couldnt hold back from taking what he wanted. He bent over, placing his hands under her arms, lifting her to her feet.
What do you want? Mr. Rostand kicked off the khakis and boxer briefs that were around his ankles. He walked behind her back to the desk with all of the packing supplies.
What? Sara turned, her useless arms almost made her lose her balance.
What do you want me to do to you? Mr. Rostand picked up a pair of sharp scissors.
Fuck me, Sara said.
If Im going to fuck you, I want to play with those little titties of yours, Mr. Rostand walked back to her. She tilted her head upward so she could see him, nodding her head vigorously. She turned around, pushing her arms back, so he could cut the duct tape from her bound wrists. He bent down, and licked up the side of her neck close to her ear. Thats not why I got the scissors. He reached around her and made a small snip at the bottom of her shirt.
No! Sara pushed herself back, but couldnt stop the scissors.
Mr. Rostand walked around in front of her, What was that? Did you just tell me NO?
Sara whimpered, close to tears, nodding her head.
Good little whores dont say no, He lifted up her skirt to make it into a small strip of denim around her waist. He raised his hand, bringing it down behind her quickly on her supple ass. SMACK. Then again, SMACK. Now tell me, did you mean to say no? Mr. Rostand crouched down in front of her, bringing his face level with hers.
She shook her head, Im sorry.
Thats better. Now, I want to play with those little tits, His hands on each side of the small incision that he had just made. In one swift motion he tore the shirt in half, exposing the frilly lace pink bra that Sara had worn especially for him. He took the scissors and cut the front of the bra right in half with one snip. Sara whimpered, but did not say anything. The bra hung down by her bound wrists, unable to be taken off completely.
Mr. Rostand opened his mouth wide, taking one of her tiny breasts into his mouth. His hand went down to her pussy, rubbing it, being coated with her juices. You like sucking my cock so much that you are soaking, he said, bringing his mouth up from her tit. Her thighs opened, she wanted him to stop rubbing and teasing and give her what she really needed. His teeth scraped over her hard nipple and she let out a tiny mewl. His finger slipped into her wet slit, then into her tight dripping pussy. She moaned out loud as it was inserted into her. He slowly rocked his hand back and forth. He took his mouth away from her chest and looked at her face as he felt her pussy start to react to his finger. His thumb went and ran circles around her clit as he went faster and faster with his finger. He curled it slightly inside of her, hitting just the right spot. She leaned backwards, against a desk as she felt herself getting closer and closer. Juices coated his fingers, leaking down as his finger continued to work.
Cum for me. Cum like the common whore that you are, His felt his finger being clenched in her wet warm pussy. He can tell she liked the name calling, Cum you dirty little slut. She moaned and he legs went weak, falling more against the desk behind her as she came, her juices leaking down his hand. As the orgasm subsided he brought his hand up to her mouth, lick your cum up. She opened her mouth and took his fingers into her mouth. He stuck his fingers all the way down her throat, she gagged slightly, but licked her juices still.
He took his finger out of her mouth, grabbed his hard cock, stroking it a few times while twisting her around and laying her over the desk. Her legs spread automatically. You want me to fuck that dirty little pussy of yours? Mr. Rostand growled in her ear.
Yes please, Sara begged.
Hearing the young girl beg for his cock made the lust in him increase. He ran his cock up and down her tight soaking slit. He pushed inside of her, just the head, teasing her. Her tiny moan as it entered her reached his ears and made his primitive side take over. With one smooth thrust, he shoved his whole cock inside of her, splitting her open. Her tight pussy spasmed around his engorged member and she screamed out in pain at the sudden intrusion. His hands wrapped around her small waist and he pulled himself almost all the way out of her. Then pushed himself back in. He was fucking her with wild abandonment. His thrusts getting more urgent, his hands firmly gripping her waist and pulling her back onto him. Her pussy gripping his cock, her screams of pain turned into moans of pleasure. He could feel his cock pulsate inside of her. His hips kept bucking, but his one hand went underneath her, putting his fingers on her clit and he leaned forward to pinch her nipple with the other hand. The triple assault of pleasure sent her over the edge, she heaved as she came in a mighty rush. Her juices leaked out of her and made it easier for him to go faster. Faster. Faster. Her pussy squeezing his cock was too much for him to handle. Guttural moans filled the room as he pumped her tight little pussy full of his cum. Her still spasming pussy was milking every drop from within him. He still thrust within her, although at a slower rate, feeling their combined juices ooze out from her pussy with each push of his cock.
He took his cock out of her, it shining with their juices. He took a step, reaching over a desk to grab some scissors, cutting her hands free. Sara stood up, rubbed her wrists and kneeled down in front of him, taking him into her mouth again. He jumped a little, surprised at the sudden envelopment around him. Her tongue flicked back and forth over him, tender, it felt good. After all the juices were licked clean off of him, she stood up. Her lips were wet and glimmering, one of the sexiest sights he had ever seen.
I think I have an extra shirt in the bottom right hand drawer of my desk, Mr. Rostand motioned to his desk as he walked over to his discarded clothes on the floor. Picking them up and putting them on, he watched as Sara bent over to open his desk drawer and pull out one of the spare shirts he always kept handy. Sara put it on and tugged her skirt down. The vision before him was a combination of comical and sexy, the short jean skirt and oversized mans polo.
She looked up at him, Im volunteering to be a teachers aide for summer school. Are you going to be teaching any classes?
He smiles, she couldnt get enough of him, Yeah, but Ill be teaching with Ms. Gavin in her room.
Well, maybe one day I could come by and help you out. Sara paused at the door, unlocking it, then exited. Mr. Rostand was left standing in shock, the young girls shirt and bra standing at his feet, he picked them up, shoved them in his pockets, and turned off the lights, he could finish packing later.
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Sara, Becka, and me. by Teddie S. Chapter I How it all started. It was a Sunday, and my family was at a pavilion at a local park. We were having a going away party for my brother, Richard, who is leaving at the end of the week for the U.S. Military Academy at West Point. I'll really miss him. Being the younger of two boys, I've always been the brunt of his jokes. But, I'll still miss all of that. Everyone is here at the party, all of our family that could be here, all his...
As the taxi pulled up out the front of our house, I kissed Thuy good bye,“Bye sweet heart, I’ll back on Friday night.” It was a Wednesday afternoon, so I would be away just two nights.“OK, honey.” Thuy kissed me back “Behave yourself – no naughtiness with those Hanoi girls.” she smiled “Don’t forget - I know what they’re like – I know what tricks they get up to.” Thuy had a look of mock consternation,“Stop it.” I smiled back “you know I only fuck other girls if you’re with me.”“Good, that’s OK,...
It all started on xHamster. Sara and I would watch interracial cuckold video together as I fucked her with her large black dildo. I would whisper how beautiful she was and how hot it would be to see her being fucked by a big black cock. "So you like big black cocks now? Tell me Sara, do they fuck you better than my little white dick? Are you going to make me watch as they fuck you?" Sara always loved the feel of her black dildo and she would thrust her pelvis upward trying to receive more of...
Sara, Becka and me. by Teddie S. Chapter VIII The Second Week Monday - Dresses and the Girls Tuesday - Some Glue Last week was really a roller coaster. On Saturday when I woke up I was a typical geeky boy. And now I look more like a pretty teenaged girl. I even talk like a girl, act like a girl and walk like a girl. Being a cross-dresser...
Sara, Becka and me. by Teddie S. Chapter XI The Second Week Saturday morning - The Beauty Shop Saturday afternoon - The Wedding Today's the big day. Well Linda's big day. Yesterday we met the guys that we're paired with for the wedding. The rehearsal went well and the dinner afterwards was fun. But jealousy reared its ugly head for the first time in...
Sara had claimed she wasn't going to drink at all when Amanda had finally agreed to bring her along to a real college party. Then, when they got there, she claimed she would only have one drink. Then two. As far as Amanda knew Sara only had about two and a half drinks and yet she was totally shitfaced. Amanda had no reason to suspect Sara would embarrass her; Sara had always seemed totally chaste and innocent. She was the kind of girl who wore pajamas with Disney characters on it. Amanda...
It was cold and wet outside, but inside, it was warm and dark, the bed was nice and soft, and Sara was in a horny mood. Her long curly red hair cascaded over the down pillows. She wriggled herself down into the feather bed, feeling the sheets sliding over her 38-DD breasts and enjoying the feeling of her nipples inadvertently hardening. This was almost a perfect evening at home, she thought. Only one thing missing... She began to think about that one thing missing, and as...
Mark and Sara stood out on the small front porch and waved as their parent's car left the driveway. Watching their car disappear down the street, Mark heard Sara walk back into the house, the screen door slamming behind her. He waited out on the porch, watching as the sun set behind the trees across the street until he felt the night air begin to cool, and contemplated whether or not to call his girlfriend Karen. Things had not been good between them, especially since Mark had lost his...
After 10 years of marriage any couple goes through some stale patches in the bedroom, Sara and I usually got through these times with various activities toys, role play, some bondage, Sara loved me to dominate her and make her do dirty things. We also discussed our fantasies, which always got us hot while we were making love; of course threesomes came up from time to time and although Sara got really turned on at this she said she could never go through with it with either another girl or...
EroticSara is a hot attractive housewife from North Carolina. She is in her early forties. Sara and her husband have been married for almost twenty years. Sara’s husband is also confined to a wheel chair these days. Unfortunately, he no longer can perform normal sex with his lovely wife. He still loves to use his tongue to give Sara wonderful orgasms. Sara has never had any breast enhancement surgery. Most men would think she is gorgeous being the natural size that she is. She loves having her large...
After the close call and excitement, in more ways than one, of that first night together, Sandy decided they better cool it a bit so Mom wouldn’t get suspicious. Mom also went back on day shift, 8am – 8pm, so bedtime was less private, but days were not such a problem. Randy tried to act normal around Mom and of course, around Sandy, but he did have some issues like being quieter and more protective. Mom just thought he was getting older and closer to starting into puberty, especially now...
English isn't my mother language so I hope you will forgive me about grammars and word's errors. Please read the first part of SARA for understand better the story. (F/f, petting, teasing ) The next morning Viktoria dragged her daughter out of the bed, shocking the still sleeping girl.. Viktoria decided to give to her daughter a little lesson of humility. Now she has found a good candidate for put new spirit in her job, she was feeling free to start a new education for her...
Sara didn’t really understand the feels she was going through. All she really knew was whenever Jessica came into the restaurant where Sara worked there was a certain warm feeling that would come over her. The feeling over the past week had gone from innocent friendship, to a deep attraction, at least on Sara’s part. And Sara found herself almost obsessed the thought of being with tall redhead that worked across the street at the Magic Fingers Spa. Sara never considered taking any action on...
LesbianAuthored by pobox731. Inspired by an xHamster member.This is actually a repost. It was previously titled "Water they dune-ing?""Sara's Beach 'bate"Sara is a frightfully shy girl, the type to be voted "most likely not to" in her yearbook. An only c***d, she's on vacation with her parents following her high school graduation. They're visiting her mother's sister in a rather exclusive development of beach-front properties.Yesterday in an uncharacteristic fit of courage, Sara had forced herself...
Sara, Becka and me. by Teddie S. Chapter IX The Second Week Wednesday - Nails Thursday - A Trip Well, I've met the other bridesmaids and it went well. I think that they were all shocked when they first met me and full of questions. But I was quickly accepted as one of the girls. And one of them even said, "You should have been born a...
Sara and I arrive at the airport, ready to have to our long waited trip to the sun. As I step to a kiosk to get our boarding passes, Sara gets a phone call from her friend Laura. She tells Laura the plane will take off in 1hour. After disconnecting the call, we head for the lounge to get drinks before we board our flight.We take a table with a nice view of the planes. A pretty waitress comes to our table asking what we would like to drinks. I look at Sara. For some reason, she seems scared to...
Flashback - 11 months earlier (Author's notes - the intro takes place 'right after' Andersonville 6) There were fifteen men and women crowded into the small conference area. As Colonel Myers surveyed the room, he noticed most of them, the programmers anyway, were about half his age. Barry shook his head; he was getting old. His goal was to make general before he retired, and the Andersonville project had seemed like the best way to increase his chances. The problem was, he had...
I am a 35-year regular Indian man. I am 5’11” tall, decent looking and well-educated. I used to be lean and fit but I have gained some weight due to my love for whiskey, good food and lack of exercise. I have a normal straight penis measuring over 5 inches. This is my the story of my first ever experience as a teenager. I was in class 12. I have had girlfriends in the past, but had never moved past kissing or making out passionately. This story is about my girlfriend at the time. We will call...
We went to the kitchen and Sara poured a cup of coffee and opened the back door and stepped out on the patio. She acted as though she didn't see Sam standing in the yard and went and sat down on the recliner. She was wearing her cotton nighty that is just long enough not to show anything and just short enough to keep you looking. Sam saw her step out and watched her as she sat down. He looked away when she didn't notice him. Suddenly his name rang out clearing the silence in the...
Mark arrived home to find his mother heading out the door. She was walking to her car, still dressed in her work outfit and moving in a brisk pace. "Mark, there you are." His mother said as she threw her purse into the car and across the seat. "What's up, Mom?" Mark asked. "I'm was supposed to have met your father over twenty minutes ago for dinner, so I'm running late." She said, busily starting the car. "Oh." "Now listen, I left some money on the kitchen table for you and...
Viktoria was driving her car. She and Sara just left the house where Sara had her first sexual experience. In her pocket there was a billet of 100 Euros and much more in her account in the house and, mostly, she was happy. The experience with the girl was embarrassing but pleasant and with her first man well.. She was still a little in pain but, after a doctor visit and some pain killer, she was feeling herself just a little uncomfortable but her mind was still trying to collect all her...
Sara, Becka and me. by Teddie S. Chapter V The First Week Monday - A dress and more My ears are pierced. I now own more girl's clothes. And have a supply of makeup that will last me a year. Then Becka met her father and Sara's father. It was scary to start with. But I was surprised that they accepted me and why I was doing it. What more can...
Sara, Becka and me. by Teddie S. Chapter X The Second Week Friday - Oh no! & The Rehearsal Friday Evening - The Rehearsal Dinner Well, my nails are now long and very fancy. And we're at West Point. And so far so good. Everyone is still seeing me as girl. The wedding is tomorrow. And I wonder if Linda is as nervous as I am. And about last night,...
It was a typical Los Angeles winter night. Raining and cold, Sara looked out at the rain-soaked streets, knowing that she would have to work tonight, rain or not. She walked out of her apartment to the corner and caught the bus 10 minutes later heading off for another night of work. Her new day job was only good for minimum wage and 20 hours a week, so she still needed her night job to make ends meet.She got to her normal area and got off. She then started her normal night work, walking two...