Daniel stuck his head into my computer science classroom on the third week of school. Class had not started yet, so at the time, I was seated at my desk when he arrived. We exchanged quick looks of confusion. His face was not familiar at all.
‘You’re the teacher, right?’ he inquired with a shyness wafting about him.
My authority gets questioned a lot because of my age and appearance most likely. After getting my teaching certificate, I threw myself at every opportunity I could find and soon found a spot to fill; in my home town no less. At an age of 22 and a height of 5’2’’, it was like being one of them again. I could walk through the halls in stealth mode, and if you didn’t know I was there as a teacher, not a student, you’d never have guessed otherwise.
‘That would be me. Can I help you with something, dear?’ I replied.
‘Oh, um, I have something for you.’ he said.
I was handed a paper from the office with details of his transfer. “Daniel Eckert” was penned on a line at the top of the page along with a whole slew of other information scribbled across the document.
I snuck a poorly drawn floor plan with names assigned to little squares out of a stack of papers on my desk.
‘Hopefully you don’t have sight issues,’ I said while pointing to a desk at the back of the room without losing sight of my mess of papers. ‘I’ll be over in a second with a package for you to look over.
After paying a brief visit to a filing cabinet on the left side of my desk, I found my way over to where Daniel was seated and plopped the pile of papers in front of him. Thankfully, he had a computer science credit from last semester, so some of the material was review. I tried to explain things to the best of my abilities in a couple of minutes, but there was still a decent chunk of prep work to do so I was forced to cut things short.
When first period inevitably rolled around, Daniel gathered up his things and left with what probably felt like a large truck on his shoulders.
Daniel was the last to arrive to my fourth period class at 2 o’clock; in fact, he was seconds away from being late. As he walked through my classroom door with his drunken stupor, I could see the eyes of my students peeling off and quickly over him. With his head down, he managed his way over to the desk at the back of the room before returning a scanning glance from left to right over the heads in front of him.
It is entirely normal for your fourth period students to be tired or unresponsive. Daniel was different, however, he wore the entirety of his age doubled on his face. I could tell from the greyish purple bags under his eyes that the truck he was carrying did not run its course.
Following the days lecture, I was primarily chained to Daniels desk answering various questions. From time to time, a student would emerge from the computer lab attached to my classroom armed with an inquiry, but it was just Daniel and I for the vast majority of the class.
While we had accomplished some ground, we were not progressing much in the grand scheme of things. After masking my best ‘don’t shoot the messenger’ face, I suggested that if he wanted to catch up, it would be a wise decision to begin staying after class periodically. He replied to me with the same agitated face you give a nagging mother.
I left him a few seconds to think silently and consider his options, but I could tell without asking what option he went with. His face descended into the meat of his palms before nodding and exhaling.
Class ended like it always does at 2:20 and as soon as the bell rang, a horde of newly invigorated bees exploded from the computer lab and flew out the door, leaving poor Daniel and I to ourselves.
I directed Daniel to the phone beside the computer lab door on the left side of the classroom for any issues he needed to clear up with his parents. While he talked away, I was bent over my file cabinet grabbing some things I would need for both class tomorrow and for Daniel.
As he chatted away to the person on the end of the line, I could feel his eyes stick amateurishly to my black knee length skirt. I wasn’t bent in such a way that revealed anything, but my posture was probably enough to draw attention. At first, I wasn’t sure if he was staring just to look at something, but, out of the corner of my eye, I could see him blush lightly before looking in the opposite direction.
The files I needed found their way into my hand and after closing the cabinet, I glanced over to see if Daniel was peering back at me. Huddled into a corner like a party wallflower, Daniel spoke muttered several small responses. It was almost as if his actions were a mental safeguard to keep him from looking anywhere near me. I turned myself around, let my hair fall from its bun and undid one of the top buttons on my white blouse. This time, there was something to look at, not just an alluring posture.
During class, I was huddled down beside Daniels desk so I could see with him at the same level. This time, however, when he returned to his desk to begin working, I bent over like I had at the cabinet and gave Daniel an eye level view of my cleavage.
He tried his best not to look, but I didn’t blame him; my breasts were much more filled out than girls of his age. During school, I was both the most popular and the most hated in some cases, which was a fascinating experience, to say the least. All the boys chased me around the school grounds because they wanted to be with me and the girls stared with a jealous hatred off in the distance because they wanted to be me.
Following a titanic sigh of frustration, Daniel got up and asked to be excused.
I know I shouldn’t have, but I was curious. I wanted to see how far the rabbit hole went. Catching him right away, I grabbed one of his hands and squeezed it into both of mine, stopping him dead in his tracks.
*Intro Skip
‘Where are you going, Danny?’ I inquired
‘Umm, bathroom.’ he muttered as a sudden gust of fear flooded into his veins.
‘Do you need to go relieve yourself? Are you running away from something?’ I asked with a soft tone while raising myself up to stand behind him.
When he didn’t answer, I lifted my arms up and rested my soft hands on his tense shoulders. The contact alone made his shoulders tense further, but the addition of a gentle massage forced an ease out of him.
‘I think you need to relax a bit, my dear.’ I said with a reassurance on my tongue. ‘Come.’
I slipped myself away from Daniel and walked with a slow, but deliberate swing in my hips towards the other side of the classroom. Daniel joined in behind me and together we entered the computer lab.
‘Come sit on Santa’s lap, honey.’ I teased, continuing to the far side of the room where my office chair stood. ‘Oh, and close the door behind you if you could be so kind?’
‘Are you sure?’ he asked while easing the door shut, hoping to make the least amount of sound possible.
‘It’s okay, Danny.’ I said with a lowered voice. ‘This is what I want’
Daniel crept his way towards me, overseeing every step with a carefully planned silence before seating himself on my lap. Just like before, I reintroduced my rolling hands over his shoulders with a restorative touch. There was still a hint of discomforting rigidness left in him, so I eased his body towards mine as I rubbed. In due time, his body became wrapped in a concave of warmth with my breasts pillowing against him.
‘You know, Daniel,’ I whispered while sliding my hands slowly up and down his arms and then eventually to his upper chest ‘You’re not particularly good at hiding it.’
In a second, all of my hard work went away and the tension from before resurfaced. I could tell from the way he hardened up into a reserved shell that he knew precisely what I was talking about.
‘Don’t worry, dear. I’m not a bad person in any way. In fact, if you got to know me, you’d find I’m very kind and charitable. I became a teacher because I love taking the potential and the passion from inside my students and bringing their dreams to fruition. I wouldn’t dare to crush the fire of hope inside someone.’ I said while leaning in to whisper with a heavily engraved softness into his ear ‘I wish only to dissolve all of your venomous troubles; to make your dreams a tangible reality.’
With a bit of maneuvering, I managed to slip out from underneath him and quickly reseated myself; this time facing towards him with my skirt hitched up and my legs dangling out the sides of the chair.
‘You showed a lot of interest in my chest during class.’ I said while leaning my hands on the soft fabric of the chair on either side of his head, which in turn caused the chair to dip backwards. ‘Hopefully your interest is still intact?’
The same look of defeat I saw earlier arose on his face, but this time it was tinted with a nice shade of red. A quick nod was given to me while he looked away, and in response, I smiled.
I reached down and undid my blouse one button at a time, giving an increasingly provoking image with every button unfastened. With my blouse open, I angled my shoulders and shrugged off the fabric, letting it slide down my smooth arms.
With only my bra left, I closed the gap between our warm bodies and arched my back towards Daniel while reaching around to unclasp my bra. With one swift motion, I lifted the bra off and threw it behind me into the distance, causing my chest to jiggle in response. As soon as the reveal was done, I could see a widening occur in Daniel’s deeply intricate blue eyes that made room for the inclusion of an enormous gushing tidal wave of sexual tension.
‘I want you to watch something special happen, Danny.’ I said with a whispering seductiveness on my voice.
The sound of my voice broke his focus on my breasts, making him eye up to my face momentarily before looking away with an increased redness in his face. He continued to stare out of the corner of his eye, but I wanted him to get a full view of the action.
I forced my breasts towards his face, drawing his quivering attention closer and leaving only centimetres of space. The palms of my hands smoothed their way up my curvy sides with spread fingers before grazing over the underside of my fully rounded breasts, squeezing them gently together for his lustful wanting eyes.
‘I want you to watch as my nipple gets excited.’ I said with a familiar instructiveness in my voice.
Daniel and I watched together as I circled a single finger meticulously around my right nipple. Each gradual round added a new level of arousal to my increasingly erect rose red bud.
‘A hard nipple is a happy nipple, Danny.’ I said with a smile shining on my face. ‘Perhaps we can say the same for you in a way?’
The jeans he was wearing did a fairly convincing job of constricting his twitching length, but I could still tell with a great accuracy how far along we were in his excitement.
Two clawed hands not only did away with his shirt, but served as a seasoning tool, gripping their way with an adventuring liveliness across the plane of his flesh. Of the two hands, one was sent down and rested on the large bulge in his jeans. The other was sent on a slow, enjoyable journey up the firm, smooth curves of his chest, ultimately resting on the base of his quivering neck.
With a bit of persuading, the angle of his neck increased, forcing his eyes to connect upward with mine. Looking down at him, through a shroud of hair on either side, I felt something unusual. Daniel’s deep blue eyes were revealed to me earlier, but looking at them now, I felt a straining, bonding connection to him.
‘I want to taste you, darling.’ I said with a new, vibrantly different tone in my voice.
He moved not an inch, watching with an unbreakable focus as I slid off the chair and positioned my head at an eye level with his waist. My hands trickled their way with a needing grasp along the sides of his jeans, massaging several times over his heavily layered bulge before moving up to unfasten his belt and remove his pants.
What I was presented with after doing anyway with his boxers left me with a genuine, broad smile. His length was average for a boy of his age, but the thickness of his dick made my eyes pop and my pussy quiver.
This time, he didn’t shy away. He didn’t blush. He watched, stoic, as I gripped my hand around the base of his thickness and began smoothing my hand up and down his length.
I did notice, however, that he was hiding something. His face filled with a troubling sort, and his stomach was sucked in profoundly as I massaged away at his length.
‘Nobody can hear us in this room, sweetheart. You’re more than free to be vocal about the quality of my services’. I said with a cunning grin
Looking up at him with alluring, seductive eyes, I introduced my succulent warm lips to the very tip of his dick while continuously working away at his shaft with my hand. His gaze met mine like before and this time, he let a rather drawn out, barely audible moan slip through his mouth.
From that point on, I was transfixed. The sound of his low-key moans threw me into a steady drunken fervour that begged for more.
‘I absolutely adore when you moan like that, honey.’ I said with a similar low key voice. ‘Please don’t be shy. It’s an enormous turn on for me and it makes me incredibly wet.’
Filled with a sexual heat, I lowered my mouth to take in his full length with every raise and lower while sucking tightly with perfectly wrapped hungry lips. His moans were no secret at this point, with every drop producing an intoxicating deep breath.
‘Oh, oh my god.’ he whimpered while looking into my eyes.
The same troubled look arose on his sweat-lined face, but this time I could tell it was an entirely different issue. With one final drop, I took in the entirety of his dick and sucked wildly for a few seconds, gagging and slurping in the process before lifting and rising to my knees.
‘Cum for me, babe. Do it for me.’ I requested gently while squeezing my cupped breasts around his cock.
His shaft was coated well from earlier, which made his dick slide effortlessly between my breasts. I started first by massaging up and down with each breast alternating, but I switched to moving in unison as I sped up. Surprisingly, he joined in and began thrusting his dick upward through the soft, creamy valley of my breasts. I took the hint soon after and caught up to match his pace.
Through all of this, he maintained his deep, unbreakable focus on my eyes as he humped furiously away at my cleavage. Matching his gaze, I could vividly experience the orgasm flush through him, and it mirrored in both my happiness and the desperate ache in my pussy.
“I’m gonna fucking cum. You’re going to make me cum.’ He grunted, bursting the words, space less, out of his wide open mouth.
A hurdle of fully fledged moans exploded from his mouth in half time, and seconds later, a stream of cum flooded from the tip of his dick and sprayed out onto my mouth.
Watching him slip down in his seat gave me the burden of needing to make a decision. I came into this thinking it wasn’t going to amount to anything sizable. A student in my class had a lust for me, so I was going to give him a blowjob and watch as he squirmed around in his inexperience and then send him off on his way. It didn’t turn out like that, however.
Rising to a stand, I made my way over to the opposite side of the room a few metres away and sat, legs crossed on the carpeted ground.
I’m sure the image of his load painted across my face was a marvelous sight for him to see, because he watched with a hidden smile as I licked away at the surrounding area of my mouth, wiping away his cum like cookie batter. I could tell from his transfixed gaze that he wasn’t done with me and to be honest, I wasn’t done with him either.
Even now, I can only imagine what sort of fantasies I sent whirring threw his head as he watched me strip away my skirt and panties with spread legs, revealing my drenched mound to his feral eyes. Thinking about the possibilities that could be stirring made me shiver with excitement.
Without needing instruction, he rose up and made his way over to me on the carpet. There was no awkwardness in his step this time, only an instinctive hunger that drove him to me.
Hovering over me, I could feel my heart jump to a rate I was not prepared for. The brush of his roughly carved hand washing up through my silky legs and over my plentiful, creamy curves sent a powering spark through me; an entirely new tingling sensation. It was like my entire body was a dormant power source and parts of me were revived upon his embrace. I felt alive and moving, but at the same time, bound and static.
Looking up at him, this time from a lower standpoint, I saw a significant difference. He was no longer a squirming high school student; for now, he chiseled into me with a firm confidence. I’m sure he saw a difference in me as well as I stared back with a feeling of overwhelming lust.
His reaffirmed hardness pressed against the folds of my dripping pussy and sent a haze through my vision. I managed to gulp a gasp, but it wasn’t masked well.
‘Please.’ he presented triumphantly, putting an emphasis on each word spoken. ‘I get so fucking hard when you do that. Don’t hold anything back. I want to hear you burst.’
I didn’t say anything, most likely because I was embarrassed, but I had full intentions of giving him what he wanted. The sound of his moans drove me crazy, and I wanted to do the same thing and more for him.
My first cries came as he began massaging his dick upward against my waterfall of a slit, teasing the tip of his cock against the cover of my swollen clit momentarily on each pass. He pressed harder and harder into my folds with each passing swipe, throwing my moans into a steadily increasing higher pitch.
‘I want you inside of me.’ I said forwardly while looking into his eyes with a dwindled supply of low, chopped breaths ‘I want you to fuck me hard.’
A shocked grin peaked out on his face and his dick throbbed in time against me.
After a rather large gulp, I spoke through a hasty voice. ‘I’m going to get up on my hands and knees, and you’re going to fuck me. You’re going to pound your cock into me as hard as you can, and when you’re done, I’ll let you cum wherever you want.’ I stopped momentarily to shiver and catch my breath. ‘Please, I’ll do anything; anything you want. I’ll scream your name at the top of my lungs.
My little speech seemed to have surprised him, as he looked back at me with a serious face of deep reflection and wonder. We shared a mutual understanding now; his desperation matched mine.
Following a few moments of heavily thought driven silence, I got up and bent over onto all fours in the middle of the soft carpet with legs spread wide and my back arched downward. He moved eagerly with me, gripping my ass tightly in both hands and thrusting roughly into my wet pussy.
The first thrust, the feeling of his thick length parting my drenched lips and fulfilling my aching needs was the most gratifying sensation I’ve ever felt. Over the course of my sexual history, I’ve been with a decent number of experienced men, but the euphoria I felt with Daniel thrusting away at my pussy, hands planted warmly on my plump ass was by far more paramount than anything I had experienced in my earlier years.
‘Ohhh! Fuck! Daniel!’ I screamed in an unprepared moan.
Desperately, I reached around me for something to cling to, but I only came back with grasps of the carpet. To my surprise, Daniel seemed to have noticed, as he reached forward, smoothed his hand over my scalp, grabbed my hair at the base and yanked me up to stand with him. It was rough, but surprisingly not painful and incredibly sexy.
Every exhale was replaced with a winded moan that rang nearly in time with Daniels powering thrusts, but I still managed to eke out the words ‘more’ and ‘rough’. Reaching down, Daniel gripped the underside of my left leg, threw it up onto a table nearby and continued throwing his entire weight into every forward thrust, this time with a better pace.
The second surprise was just as bewildering and sudden when compared to the hair yanking, but it was enjoyable nonetheless. Being manhandled in such a way was an enormous turn on for me, but I never expected it to come so wildly from an apparently inexperienced pupil of mine.
Following this, he both gripped my throat with one hand and roughed the other down my side and between my legs. After a quick introductory stroke of my inner thighs, he began massaging the hood of my clit while my head leaned over the crane of his right shoulder. Turning his head to me, he heaved a large bulk of saved up guttural grunts directly into my ear; and I melted away in response.
The feel of his massive girth rubbing wonderfully against my pussy walls turned to a blur of constant pleasure. His dick filled me up right to the back wall with each push forward, but I wanted more; for both of us. Gathering what strength I had from my gelatinous legs, I threw the wholesome force of my body backwards, slamming his dick with increased roughness into me.
‘Fuck me! Fuck me, baby! Don’t stop!’ I yelled with eyes closed and senses jaded.
The sound of my flesh clapping backwards against his sent waves of pleasure like radar through my blackened mind. Without sight, I felt around and took both of his hands into a tight squeeze. With nothing but the sounds of our combined moans and the rough texture of his skin gripped in my hands, I entered a momentary world of bliss. With my mouth wide open, I cried in a pleasurable ecstasy.
Collapsing to my hands and knees, I took in the world as slow as possible and regained my vision from its previously jaded state. Daniel had since drifted away from me and was rummaging around somewhere in the room.
Being met with a silence, I looked up and was surprised to see Daniel seated on one of the student computer chairs from the sides of the room. The chair itself was armless, allowing him to spread his legs widely and plant his feet flat on the floor. In one hand, he gripped his drenched length.
He presented an astonishing display of self control as I lifted myself up to sit facing him on his lap as I did previously. His legs did not tremble like mine did, nor did his face, but I could look through him and see the raging hard on pressing against me, not only in its physical state, but in its mental state as well.
‘You want me to blow my load all over you? Show me. Show me how bad you want it and I’ll let you take it all.’ he instructed.
With a heavy pant, a racing heart and a shaky hand, I gripped the smooth length pressing against my warmth and guided it into me before returning my hands to wrap around his neck. My legs jostled around on the ground, but I still managed to garner some strength and push up and down on his slick length.
‘Fuck, just like that.’ He said through a moan driven voice while beaming into my eyes.
A hard print marking slap on my ass acted like a whip, throwing me into a higher state of attentiveness. Slamming down harder and faster drew increased levels of pleasing moans out of him; and on each down thrust, he joined me in a coiled link of gasp filled moans. For now, the stoic face of unbreakable stone turned to a sweat covered shivering mess.
Leaning forward, I rested my head once again on his shoulder and dug my claws into his back. I wasn’t sure what came over me, but all I could think of was Daniels bursting orgasm. I was given a taste earlier, and I greedily wanted to experience it again.
‘Fuck me, Daniel.’ I said in a desperate growl. ‘Grab my ass and fuck me like you imagined you would in the classroom. Fuck me like I’m your little slut.’
I had to claw harder into Daniel’s back as he thrust upwards into me with both hands clawing at my ass to meet my request. The familiar slap of his skin on my ass made me fucking crazy. Closing my eyes, I unleashed a sequence of orgasmic cries into his ear.
‘Fuck my mouth, Daniel.’ I requested. I want to taste you so bad.
As a direct response, I could feel him try and escape from under me. Climbing off his dick, I sat down on my knees and dipped my head down onto his shaft. Reaching a hand forward, he smoothed his way along my scalp before shoving it down further on his cock. His hand running through my hair combined with the small but meaningful thrust upward was enough to send his head flying backward behind the chair. A heavy layer of grunts accompanied the massive load of cum that shot from the tip of his dick to the back of my throat.
Slipping his shaft from my mouth, I looked up and waited for him to lean his head back before swallowing his load in a single gulp with my face only centimetres away from the sensitive head of his cock.
Climbing to my feet, I made my way over and collected my clothing from various corners of the room, all the while watching as Daniel sat like he had just experienced a heat stroke. Being the courteous person that I am, I gathered up his clothes as well and tossed them over to his side.
‘Don’t think that your performance today does anything affect to your grades. However, I might be persuaded if you would like to discuss things during future negotiations’. I said with a devilish grin on my face before turning to leave with a wink thrown behind me.
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