Hot For the Teacher

While being a history student-teacher it was normal for me to stay after school to either do work for myself or the supervising teacher. The supervising teacher and I always had this chemistry. We loved so many of the same things and he was always flirting with me. He was very attractive, young, and was always wearing a suit which turned me on. (This may sound weird, but if a guy is in a suit he is ten times hotter) One day, I was staying after class with the supervising teacher when he said:

“It is alright if I turn the air on?” He asked.

“I don’t mind.” I replied.

I wondered why he wanted to put the air on since it was comfortable in the room. He got up and turned the air conditioner on and then went and closed his door.

“Could you play some music?” I asked.

“Sure.” He said.

I always worked better when there was music.

“You are one hell of a student teacher: very dedicated, professional, independent. You don’t take any crap from these horny high school boys.” He said as he got up from his desk so he could remove his suit jacket.

“They sure are juvenile.” I added.

“You are very attractive. I’m sure that if I were in their shoes, I’d do the same.”

He placed his suit jacket on his chair and turned up the music.

“I love this song.” He said.

Where I was sitting, I could not been seen if someone was to look into the room. He walked over to me and sat down on the desktop adjacent to me. The desks were in groups of four.

“You’re pretty attractive as well. I’m sure all the girls love your class.” I said.

“Hmmm.”

He got up abruptly and shoved all my books and papers off of the desk.

“What are you doing?” I questioned.

“We need a break from work.”

“I guess I’ll go for a walk.”

I got up and he walked over to me. We stared at each other for a few seconds.

“Want to come with me?”

“No.” He said.

My heart was pounding. I did not know if he was asking for it or not. I hoped he was because I have been wanting him since the day I met him.

“So…” He said looking at the floor.

I decided to take the leap. I pulled him close to me by his tie and kissed those sweet lips. He backed away and I thought for a moment he did not want that.

“I’m sorry.” I said.

“No. No. I want you. I’ve want you so bad.”

He pulled his tie off of him, threw it on the floor, and unbuttoned his top two buttons. He sat down on a desktop and beckoned me toward him. I straddled my legs over his. He placed his hands on my hips and we began to make out. I loved how he ran his fingers through my hair and down my spine sending shivers everywhere. He gently stuck his tongue in and out of my mouth. I am not a tongue person so I was quite happy he was not liberal in using it. He slowly moved his hands from my hips up to my bra strap. He unhooked my bra with my blouse still on. I was very impressed. No man I had ever been with could do that. But then again I had only been with college boys. It was nice to be with a professional. He slipped his hand up my blouse and rubbed my nipples. They got rock hard. I started to kiss his neck and moved down to his chest. He slipped his hands in between my thighs, massaging. I unbuttoned the rest of his buttons and continued to kiss his chest.

“You like that?” I said attempting to be sexy.

Of course he did stupid.

I removed my blouse and threw my bra off of me. He stared at my boobs for a moment. He looked like he wanted to give them more attention but I pushed him down on the desk and I kissed him all over his stomach. The way I was lying on him I felt his member getting so hard, but I did not want to give his little member any time yet.

I sat up straddling his body. He sat up and started to lick my nipples. I was so turned on that I had to wrap my legs around his back just so I would not fall on the floor. I moaned but then he stopped.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

He stood up and he ran over to his mini-fridge. He opened it and brought over a can of whipped cream.

“Oh, my god!” I exclaimed.

Whipped cream is my aphrodisiac.

I laid down on the desks. He shook up the can and sprayed some whipped cream on my boobs. I squirmed due to the coldness of the whipped cream.

“Now, I can do this properly.” He said.

He started to lick up the whipped cream. And as he did he gave me the hottest look. I was trying not to move too much but I couldn’t help it. He almost licked off all of the whipped cream but left a little on his tongue. He kissed me and whisked the whipped cream around my mouth.

“Mmmmm. Tastes good. I wonder what else tastes good with whipped cream.” I said.

He placed his hand on my thigh and slid it up between my legs. I had a skirt on.

“Take it off.” He insisted.

“Take it off for me.” I howled back.

He was so turned on because he jumped for my skirt with his teeth.

“Wait. Be careful this is J.Crew.” I said jokingly.

He laughed along and slowly removed my skirt with his mouth then he tossed it to the side.

He moved his hands up and down my legs admiring my perfectly toned body.

“You like what you see?” I said licking my lips.

“Hmmm.”

I pulled him close to me by his belt. He was growing larger.

“Looks like you need some help with those pants.” I said as I undid his belt.

I stood up and shoved him onto a group of tables.

I took the whipped cream and sprayed a line from his neck to the beginning of his pants. I took my finger and I ran it threw the whipped cream just to tease him. I put my finger in his mouth and he licked it clean. I licked off the whipped cream all the way down to his pants. He moaned. I figured it was time to let him free. I undid his pants and took them off.

I slid my hand down his underwear. He was so hard. I massaged his member a little bit. He took his hands and put them on my butt. He picked me up and laid me down on the floor. He was so strong. We were now on the floor just in our underpants.

He kissed me on the neck and then the shoulder. He kissed me down my side and then started kissing the inside of my thigh. I was going crazy. Just do it already, I was thinking.

He slipped his tongue into my underwear and grazed my lips. I squirmed. I started to take off my underwear and he helped me. He got the whipped cream again and sprayed some above my lips. I let out a long moan. He licked it off and then kissed me. I sprayed some whipped cream in my mouth and kissed him.

I was getting so wet. I needed his member inside me so I jumped on top of him and pulled his member out from his underwear. It was so big. I ran my finger down it and massaged the top. I took the whipped cream and sprayed a little on the top of his member.

(I do not stick it into my mouth but I will kiss and lick it and put my lips around it. That is all. Sorry guys.) I surrounded my lips around the top of it and lightly licked it off. I kissed it from the top to the bottom and licked the top in a circular motion. He was upset I would not put it in my mouth but he moved on from that.

He laid me down and began to rub my lips. He stuck a finger inside me then another. He spread my legs and stuck his member in. It was the greatest feeling. I lost all control. He started off slow and was on top. He kissed me softly. I loved the feeling of his warm chest on mine. He massaged my nipples, and every now and then would suck on them. After a bit, I rolled him over and I sat on top of him. He started to thrust a little faster and he grabbed onto my boobs for balance. It might sound like it was rough but it felt so good. My back was arched as he moved his hands to my love handles. He held on there and continued to give it to me.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!” I said drawn out.

He slowed down and I kissed him all over his face and neck. We rolled over again and he was on top once more. He slowly stuck his member into me even deeper. My feet curled. Again he did it, but then he stopped.

“Again.” I demanded.

He went in deep and pulled out slowly and he did it again. I do not know why but it just felt amazing. I did not want him to stop. He did it once more. I moaned.

He pulled out, stood up and sat on the desk. I got up too but he pulled me into him and propped me on his legs.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Hold on.”

I wrapped my arms around him unaware of what was going on. He stuck his member in.

“Why do I have to hold on?” I said with an edge.

He started to go at it super fast. Then I found out why I had to hold on. My fingers dug into his back. The only sound we could hear was the music, the air conditioner, and our breathing. I was breathing pretty heavy when I was not gasping.

“Go faster if you can.” I said trying to catch my breath.

He did it more rapid. I wanted to cry it felt so good. My hands were in his hair now; holding on for dear life. His hands were gripping into my butt so he could control the speed. I saw him looking at my boobs as they went up and down from the motion.

“Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh.” He let out with every stroke.

He definitely was not used to going this fast but he liked it.

“Oh, yes. Yes! Yes!” I said in a stifled manner.

“I love it when you yell. Yell for me. Yell for me.”

“Oh my god!”

“Say me name!”

“B****, yes! Yes!”

“That’s right. B****’s the man.”

He did this a moment longer but he was getting worn out so he stopped. I thought he had it after that, but he picked me up and carried me over to his desk. He cleared his desk and laid me down on it. He lifted my legs over his shoulders. He stuck his tongue inside me and moved it around very slow.

I bite my lip because he was doing stuff he had not done the first time. He found my clit and was all on that. My eyes were rolling to the back of my head. He removed his mouth. He put my legs over my head and stuck in his member. He was going slowly as if he was seeing if I could handle this. Well, I never knew a guy who put my legs on his shoulders. And I did not know I could do that so I was a little taken away, and I think he knew that too because he said to me:

“You didn’t think you could do that.”

“God, no. It feels amazing.”

He pushed his member into me over and over again. At this point, I was wetter than Niagara Falls. He continued to plow into me. I was biting my lip so hard I think it started to bleed.

I think he finally got comfortable because he initiated some dirty talk.

“How do you like that big d**k inside of you?”

“I like it a lot.”

“I love it when you moan. Can you moan for me?”

“Well, can you go a litter faster? I feel like I’m screwing your grandpa. Then maybe I’ll moan.”

He placed his arms on my shoulders and tore my stuff up. He was going at the speed of light. He sucked his teeth as if he was in pain, but he kept going. He leaned close to me and kissed me on the lips. He kissed me again. I let out the loudest moan. He smiled and kissed me.

He finally was getting to me and I could not resist.

“Oh, s**t.” He said looking at me while biting his lip.

I let out a scream barely audible over the music. I had reached my climax. He lowered my legs and picked me up in his hands. He stood up holding me going slower then slower then slower until I felt him come in me. He exhaled and closed his eyes. He pulled out, kissed me, and put me down. He sat down on the desk. I kissed him one last time.

“You were amazing.” He said to me as he smacked my butt.

“You too.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”

I was completely blown away. I never thought he had all of that in him. He is definitely the best I ever had.

Things were not awkward after then. In fact, things were easier because all the sexual tension was gone. Within a few weeks I was out of there so it was not completely awkward.