0 comments/ 13488 views/ 1 favorites A Life She Learned By: adventurous_ Lora climbed the stairs to her room. She stripped to bare flesh and looked over her shoulder. A hand made it's way down her side, over her ass. She bent at the knee, leaning on the bed, feeling the hand explore her tanned ass. The hand pressed down hard on her hip, causing her knees to bend farther, taking her to floor level. She watched as the hand disappeared, feeling it slink between her legs, tickling pink lips protecting her most sensitive of places. The hand travelled back over her ass, down underneath, where the moist folds parted, giving way to an eager, wet slit. She rested her head on the bed, moaning into her comforter, one finger invaded her, then withdrew, and began feverishly working on the tingling sensation in her clit. Escaping the hand, she crawled up on her bed, still in doggy style position. Digging in her nightstand, she found what she needed, a vibrator that a friend had given as a gag gift on her 18th birthday. More so lately than ever she found this strange hand exploring her body, working her senses to the brink. Her hand seemed so unlike her own sometimes, she often closed her eyes and imagined the high school hockey captain fingering her, then fucking her until she came. Sometimes imagination wasn't needed. Spreading her legs in front of the mirror, watching the vibrator disappear at a pleasing pace brought tremors to her legs, and moans that had to be buried into a nearby pillow. Lora had worked hard this year. Not only at her job at a summer camp, but on herself...shedding 'baby fat' and toning every area possible. Her senior year of high school was approaching, and after last year, she didn't want a repeat. Not that she was ugly, with long thick black hair and electric blue eyes, but Lora was tired of not having dates, and jiggling in all the wrong places. She had worked her way down from a size 18 to just a size 6, which was respectable, and only in just 2 months, her last month of school and 1 month of summer vacation. Eating properly and exercising had really paid off for her. Her large full C-cup, almost D-cup breasts hadn't shrunk at all. Her ass had become muscle, her stomach was toned and relatively flat. Her arms and legs were equally as fit, canoeing and chasing kids at her job had it's benefits. This year at school was going to be different, she had promised herself that much. The next day, bright and early, Lora stretched her muscles before going for her morning run. Track pants and a t-shirt was her usual workout gear, but this morning was particularly hot and after last night she felt extra confident. She started out on her regular route, heading down the block to the wooded trails that made for a tough workout, with the elevated climb up a steep hill, and the tougher terrain. She was on her way home, looking down at her MP3 player when she ran into something solid, crashed to a stop and fell backwards. Stunned completely, a hand reached out to help her up, and she jerked the ear buds from her ears. "Jesus Christ, I'm sorry, I didn't even see you. I've never seen anyone out here this early in the morning. I didn't expect you. Sorry". A man stood, shirtless in basketball shorts in front of her, pulling her to her feet. Lora looked herself over, a couple of small scrapes, no blood, and no big deal. She brushed the dirt off her and looked up at him again. He couldn't have been much older than her she guessed; he sported a goatee and dark hair, buzz cut style. She apologized for not paying attention and introduced herself, and learned that this man, Brett, had just moved into the area, in fact his house was directly behind hers. She'd never noticed anyone moving in there, but being at work all day she realized she probably wouldn't. "Run you home?" He asked. As they jogged back, he found himself talking to her more than he had to anyone in awhile. His parents, as most parents of young people are, were out of touch with his life, and he hadn't made any friends yet. He was 21, out of school and unemployed, so Lora made for an acceptable companion. He had been attracted to her immediately by her face alone, but after seeing her body he realized that she wasn't in bad shape either. He was unable to keep himself from casting glances at her chest as they jogged, as her tits bounced up and down with each step, Brett found himself growing a hard on. He was glad when they arrived at his house, and she said goodbye and jogged around the corner. Upstairs in the shower, his mind wandered, thinking that Lora might be in the shower too. The thought excited him more than he realized as he opened his eyes, his now fully erect cock was staring him in the face. He groaned as he wrapped his hand around it, this would make it the third time today already, and it was technically still morning. Brett needed to get laid, and as the concept struck him, so did the idea of bending his new running buddy over in the shower, and pounding her deep from behind, and filling her pussy with a thick load, that now ran down the drain. Brett didn't often see Lora during the day, as he had found out on one of their now frequent runs that she worked at the day camp just out of town, but she never strayed too far from his mind, or his cock. The more time they spent together, the more he fantasized about taking her and fucking her brains out. No matter where they went, on the hiking trail, at the picnic tables on the top of the steep hill, in his yard, or sitting on her front step, a scene always managed to form in his head and distracted him. Lora was a virgin, but she too had begun thinking about Brett, mostly at night when she was alone with her vibrator. She realized also that his bedroom window faced hers, and she could often see him on the computer or reading fitness magazines. It was August and the peak of the summer heat wave had been rolling through the area, Brett was in his small bedroom in need of fresh air. He got a rush of hot air as he opened the window, but as he looked across, things got a lot hotter. Lora stood in her bedroom modelling in front of the mirror, in nothing but what appeared to be blank panties and bra. Instantly Brett's cock stiffened. He knew he should turn away, but unable too, especially as Lora bent over the bed revealing a glorious view of her ass, even if he was a couple hundred yards away. What she did next surprised him. Lora had been in one of her moods all day, and had been dying to get home and make herself cum. Finally now, able to do so she wasn't hesitating. Squatting at the foot of her bed, she gave her ass a slap, the vibration running off her pussy lips up to her clit, and soaked her panties instantly. She began rubbing over the material, making her legs quiver with the sensation. She stood up, and peeled her panties off, followed by her bra, and began tweaking her nipples as she stroked the outer lips of her pussy. Lora got onto the bed, and pulled out her vibrator, and sat back against the headboard, with her legs spread, and began teasing herself, pushing a little bit in at a time, rubbing her clit with her free hand. Brett could not believe what he was seeing. By now his cock was hard, and he was stroking it slowly, watching the girl next door get down and nasty with herself. Little did Brett know she was totally fixated on him. She could see him plainly stroking his cock, which looked pretty big to her from the window. 'I turn him on. He wants me' she thought, and a wave of excitement and pleasure washed over her. She continued watching him, as she thought about what it would be like to fuck him, having him slide slow and deep inside her. Being a virgin, she really had no idea what a real man would feel like, but imagined that it would be intense, more intense than the vibrator she used on herself daily. She rubbed it up and down her slit, sighing contently as each stroke got her wetter and wetter, until she began to leak and drip down her ass crack and onto the bed. Her thumb working her clit until her legs were shaking in a frenzy, Lora began pushing the vibrator inside of her slow and deep, picking up speed with every anticipated thrust, bucking herself into the air and down onto it. She turned over into a doggy style position, her hand underneath her working the vibrator into her soaking cunt, getting close to orgasm. Brett was feverishly trying to match her speed, stroking his cock to the point of explosion. Lora let out a loud groan into her pillow as her quaking legs subsided and her cum dribbled down the inside of her thighs, she rolled over in time to watch as Brett's head tilted back, as he shot his own hot steaming load. She smiled sweetly to herself and got up, went to the window, and closed her drapes...Brett staring at her the entire time, cock in hand. Lora's job was done now. The kids were all getting ready to go back to school, including her. She was disappointed that she hadn't seen Brett around, since their window episode. She felt like he was avoiding her, her morning runs were now quiet, and often his blinds were drawn. An end of summer party was brewing, as it did every year, the teenagers from the town were stocking up on anything they could get their hands on. It ended up being a field party at someone's farm. Lora and a few of her friends went out to enjoy the last few final free days of summer. Walking around, she heard lots of compliments about her new look and her confidence grew. Walking up to the fire pit where people had gathered, she saw Brett drinking with some guys from the area. Hurt feelings played a part in why she didn't approach, she stood laughing and talking, drinking her beer like everyone else. He couldn't help but look at her, she was beautiful, and every day he thought about the little show she'd given him. Her jeans hugged every curve in the right way, and her top showed off those beautiful tits like never before. His cock pulsed in his pants, letting him know it also hadn't forgotten her. He couldn't face her; she probably thought he was one lowly motherfucker. The sun was coming up as the party was dying down. People were sleeping in tents all over the field, some in vehicles, and some just passed out on the ground. Lora was stumbling around, trying to find her way to the road when yet again she crashed into something solid and fell backwards. "You have a habit of doing that don't you?" She glared up at him as he offered his hand. This time, she did not take it. She climbed up off the ground and tried to storm past him. How dare he abandon her for those other fucking losers after she did what she did for him. He snagged her by the arm gently and spun her around. "Sorry I haven't been around. I just...I knew that you knew...that I was..." Brett trailed off, shrugging his shoulders a little bit in awkwardness. Lora crossed her arms over her chest, causing her cleavage to deepen and Brett to catch his breath at the sight. "I knew you were watching. I wanted you to, why do you think I did it." He contemplated this. He hadn't thought that maybe she had wanted him to watch. Suddenly he leaned forward, putting his hands on her cheeks, he pulled her close and kissed her. She was taken back by his unexpected move, but did not resist. His tongue quickly and forcefully invaded her mouth, pinning her tongue down under his, nipping it gently as it ventured into his mouth. Pulling away to aggressively kiss her cheek and neck, down to her shoulders, ducking to the valley of her massive tits, grabbing them in his hands and squeezing, pinching her nipples through her shirt and bra. She was in a state of ecstasy, unsure of how to behave. Lora had wanted this for so long, and here it was happening, and she had no idea what to do. Her hands were frozen at her sides as Brett's mouth began to ravage her chest. Pulling her shirt and bra down, exposing her mounds of flesh, he sucked her nipple into his mouth, reaching behind and squeezing her ass firmly. He struggled with undoing her pants, they stumbled backwards until she was pressed against the back of a truck. She was consumed with him touching her, and hearing him whisper in her ear, made her shiver. "Touch my cock Lora. Please. It's so fucking hard for you." He grabbed her hand and placed it on his throbbing prick and made her grab it through the material of his jeans. She gasped, feeling how hard he was already. He pulled her forward and let her go, keeping his hand overtop of hers, making sure she didn't let up on rubbing his cock, he pulled the handle of the truck's tailgate letting it down. He climbed up in the back, pulling Lora with him, stripping his t-shirt and pants and laying them down to cover the cold steel of the truck bed. He kneeled in his boxers as she stood in front of him looking down. "Strip baby girl. Take that shit off and let me see that beautiful body again." Brett whispered. Her dreams had come true. Lora's heart was pounding in her chest, as she peeled her shirt off and dropped it in front of him. Sliding her jeans down her long legs, she stood awkwardly in front of him as Brett jerked his cock below her, soaking in the sight. She kneeled down to his level, crawled forward, and began kissing him, her tongue venturing into his mouth aggressively, tweaking his nipples as she inched forward. Brett reached down between her thighs, his touch setting her skin on fire everywhere, especially as he rubbed the growing wet spot in the front of her panties. He yanked the panties to the side, and the rush of cool air sent shivers up Lora's spine, followed by a small moan as his fingers trailed over her pink pussy. Parting her lips with his finger, wiggling it gently but quickly over her hole, she became unbelievably wet, and eager, as she bore down on his finger. She gasped as it entered her and curled, immediately searching for her G-spot, her hands replaced his and began stroking his thick prick, already coated in pre-cum. He added another finger to the mix, rubbing her clit vigorously with her thumb, as she cried out in moans of pleasure. He turned her over, laying her down on the makeshift bed of clothing, and pushed her legs apart. In the early morning sun he could see her pussy glistening with her juices. Lora was turned on like never before, watching Brett's tongue lick over her pussy, and flick violently over her clit. He looked up at her with an almost menacing stare as he licked up and down her soaking snatch, not wasting a drop. His tongue jammed inside her, curling and flicking, made her wrap her legs around his head and thrust her hips further into his mouth. He returned to lapping her clit slowly, as he finger fucked her aggressively with two fingers, curling inside her, rubbing on all the right spots. It was like nothing she'd ever experienced, so much better than all those nights in her bed by herself, learning herself. Brett seemed to already know what she liked and did it effortlessly. He removed his fingers from her cunt, and raised them to her lips, making her lick her own juices off them, and then returned to tongue fucking her. She tasted sweet, her juices covered his entire face and then she began to pant. He buried his tongue deeper, intensifying his motions until finally Lora's legs quivered, and she came all over his face. As Brett looked up he saw her beautiful tits rising and falling as she gasped for breath and tried to regain her composure. He reached up and rolled her nipples between his thumb and forefingers, dragging his mouth up Lora's stomach. Sucking her nipples into his mouth, she ran her hands over his head, and tried to close her legs. Brett pushed them back open, and approached. She felt the heat from his tool against her thigh and panicked. "Brett, wait...I...this isn't really...can I just..." she trailed off. Not knowing how to explain. He swallowed her words with his mouth and continued his approach, stroking the tip of his cock up and down her slit, her panic subsided as that familiar feeling of her vibrator returned, shattered by the realization that this wasn't a toy. This was a real man. It was Brett's throbbing cock probing her pussy, aching and yearning to be inside. She wiggled underneath him. "Are you a virgin?" "No! Well...sort of I guess. I've never actually been with a real person. I just get myself off. You know?" Brett said nothing and moaned into her neck. She noticed that his cock seemed to grow bigger when she told him. He continued rubbing the tip of his cock against her slick pussy, pushing inwards a little bit. Finding her hole was no quest, it was dripping wet, and as he dragged his cock over, pushing the tip in, Lora sighed and arched. Finally, he slid inside her, hearing her gasp made him shudder, as he was still for a minute. Her tight, young pussy clenched down on his cock almost to the point where it hurt. Every time he flexed his cock, she would whimper and it made him grin devilishly. He pushed her legs up, spreading her hole and pushed his cock in her fully, withdrawing slowly and entering again. It had hurt initially, but now there was a different ache and Lora felt it, right in her middle. She wanted to cum, and she wanted Brett to make her. He began thrusting and she wrapped her legs around him and as he withdrew, she contracted her muscles, milking his cock with every stroke. He picked up the pace, pounding her little hole like a jackhammer, his balls slapping against her. Her nails dug into his back as she kissed his neck. His hands sought her big tits, bouncing underneath him. Lora begin to whimper, quietly at first, then they turned into full out moans as she thrust against him, meeting his thrusts with her hips as she neared orgasm for the second time. As her juices gushed out around his cock, her muscles convulsing on his pulsing cock, Brett felt his entire body tense and shudder. He pulled out just in time to shoot a thick stream of cum onto her belly, up between the valley of her tits, followed by a second spurt that landed some of the droplets on her collarbone. He jerked himself off over her stomach, gritting his teeth and shuddering, panting for breath as finally, the smaller jets of cum subsided to nothing. Lora was amazed at how much he had actually produced. Curious, she rubbed her fingers across her belly, collecting some of his cum on her fingers, and brought them to her mouth. The flavour danced across her taste buds, like something foreign and forbidden. She savoured it. It was something she already knew she liked. Together they dressed, and climbed out of the truck, and Brett walked Lora home. She crawled into her bed that night, thinking about Brett and how he had been her first. Her mind wandered to the new school year ahead, and wondered what other things were possible. A Life She Learned Ch. 02 Behind her bedroom doors, Lora arched and moaned as the hand between her legs rubbed her clit furiously. This time however, she was not alone. With Brett as a driving force behind her, hand on her ass, gripping her tightly, slamming his cock deep inside of her, she panted and groaned as her legs quivered, and she came all over Brett's cock. He followed her lead, releasing an animalistic growl, and pulled out, shooting his wad all over her ass, giving it a playful smack when he was finished. Summer had flown by, and now it was the beginning of September, and time for back to go school. Although the entire summer seemed to have disappeared, it was the last few weeks that had really gone by the fastest since Lora had found something to do. Brett was a new play toy, and he considered her the same. Now their time together would not be so frequent, she would be busy with school, and since he had found a job, he would be busy at work. She felt down about the whole situation, and not being able to see him anymore, but she also realized, that even though he had been her first, he would not be her last. After Brett left, Lora showered and climbed into bed. Thinking about the next day, the first day of her senior year. She was truly ready. The annoying beeping sounds were something she had never gotten used to. Over the course of entire school years, she had woken up to the same annoying thing five days a week, at exactly six thirty. She staggered out of bed and climbed into the shower for a quick masturbation session. The school was only a few blocks away so she didn't mind walking. The students were already flooding the yard, laughter and summer stories filled the air. Two of Lora's best friends linked arms with her and went inside the school. They picked up their schedules at the office and looked them over. They all had mandatory classes, some of which they shared and they were all required to complete a gym class. English, was also a mandatory subject, but Lora found that she didn't share it with her friends, much to her dismay. They entered the gym, where all the beginning of the year orientation began. Once things got settled into regular routine a few weeks later, Lora learned what a bitch Ms. Hyde could be. She taught the English class, the only class that she didn't share with any of her close friends. She hated standing to talk, she hated being corrected in speech, and most of all, and she hated reading. Ms. Hyde went over the material they would be covering and Lora's first thought had been that it was too many books to bother with. The questions were easy for Lora, she was smart, but the reading bored her. None the less, it had to be done. One morning a couple of months later she walked in, and there was a man sitting at the teacher's desk. The bell rang, and a few stragglers floated in, before it got silent, and he turned to write his name on the board. Mr. Bryan Coltt. Ms. Hyde's replacement while she went on maternity leave. As he turned and surveyed his class, Lora got to look at him for the first time. He was a younger man, probably not much into his thirties, if he was even thirty. His hair was short, but not buzzed, and it looked like he hadn't bothered to comb it this morning. With a dress shirt and jeans, he hardly fit what a teacher was supposed to look like at all. Ms. Hyde must have given great notes to Mr. Coltt because he was the male version of her. He didn't care if you stood when you talked but he still corrected, and he was really big on reading out loud. He was very...casual about it all, but was no stranger to handing out detentions if he caught anyone not paying attention. Weeks went by, and Lora grew to like him less and less. It was winter already, and they were reading a play out loud. She was sitting at a desk near the window, lazily day dreaming about Brett, who she had not seen in a couple of weeks, wishing he were around to warm her up when her attention was jerked back to reality as Mr. Coltt stood in front of her, waving his hand in her face. "Earth to Lora, Lora come in. Have you been lost to a space ship?" Her face turned red and everyone laughed. She scowled at him and struggled to find her part on the page. She finished and looked up, still shooting the teacher dirty looks. As if he had eyes in the back of his head, he spoke without turning. "If that's really how you feel about it Lora, you may come back after school, and read the entire chapter to me." This made her even angrier, the bell rang and she flounced out his class, throwing her things in her locker before heading to her next class. The day dragged on, and she became more irritable with every minute that ticked by knowing that she would have to return to her English class to read out loud to someone who would probably criticize every word she mispronounced. The final bell sounded, and she trudged back to his classroom, lugging her book with her. She knocked on the door, and he called her in. "I'm glad you didn't forget our date." She faked a smile and sat down in the desk. He came to stand beside her, and flipped to the chapter that she had been daydreaming through and told her to begin. As she started, he sat on the desk next to her listening. Bryan Coltt was a new teacher, this was only his third year teaching, and he'd never taught in a high school before. He figured that these teenagers wouldn't be much different than the kindergartens he had taught his first year, and the grade 6's he had taught the year after. He assumed it would be easier, since they were old enough to comprehend the consequences to their actions, but he had been wrong, especially about the girls. The girls were breathtaking. He was still young enough to be attracted to these teen girls, all of them with raging hormones, whether they even knew it or not. It was almost bewildering to him and he was often distracted from his job by the tight clothing or lack of it. From the beginning he had Lora as an interest in his own mind. She was tall and slender. He was mostly interested in her massive tits, which were always hidden under a shirt, but in the gym class he sometimes helped with, he could tell they were big, as the girls ran laps in the gym, her little white work out shirt did nothing to restrain them and the sports bra she wore, plainly visible underneath didn't do much either. Her legs were long, and her long black hair and blue eyes caught his attention every time. Her features were definitely striking. He wished he had been around for warmer weather when she wore skirts, in hopes that maybe by some slim chance he could catch just a fleeting glimpse of her panties between her beautiful thighs, or better yet, her sweet pussy if she didn't wear any. Some of the other girls openly flirted with him, which was a turn on, but it was Lora who really got him worked up. She looked like she could be a lot of fun. Like an untamed horse, waiting to be ridden. Beep. Beep. Beep. Lora slammed her hand down on the alarm and rolled over, reaching down between her legs and sighing. It had been a good weekend. Brett hadn't been working, and had invited her out for a party. She had been on him before they even got there, riding his cock in the driver's seat of his truck. He had made her cum so many times, and even late Sunday night, into the wee hours of Monday morning, she found herself in the bed of a truck once again, out by the hiking trails, moaning into the night as Brett pounded her cunt good. She sighed and commenced her morning routine. The day seemed to drag on and on and she became more and more sleepy. Being up late, and the heat in the school, despite the fact that it was February made it so much worse. Listening to Mr. Coltt go on and on from a book they were reading was her downfall. As she sat with her head on the desk, she drifted off. It seemed like only a minute had passed, but when she jerked her head up and looked around, she found the class was empty, and Mr. Coltt was sitting at his desk grading papers. "Uhh...sorry Mr. Coltt. I'm going to get to my next class." Lora tried to scurry out of the classroom but was cut short by his flat, cold tone. "What's the rush? You've been sleeping here for over two hours, you might as well give yourself time to wake up." She looked at the clock and blushed as she lowered her head. How the fuck was it almost four? School had been out for half an hour. She had missed her last class, and here she was stuck. She knew he was going to punish her, or maybe even report her to the principal, who would tell her father, who would be extremely pissed since he valued education. She slunk back to her seat and waited for Mr. Coltt to say something to her. He said nothing and rose from his desk and approached her with a book in his hand. He handed it to her and crossed his arms on his chest with a smirk. "I know how much you hate reading, so I think it's fitting that you read this out loud until I'm satisfied, after all, you slept through my class, and your Art class. I already talked to the other teacher. She thinks this is a fitting punishment for you. So from the both of us, begin." Sighing, she began reading as Mr. Coltt moved freely about the room, moving some things around. She stumbled over a couple of words, and he came to her side, making her go over them again. She was so annoyed, she wanted to go home and remember the weekend. She didn't realize her thought process had caused her to become quiet. "I don't think I asked you to stop reading, did I?" She hissed under her breath and continued on. She stumbled over a few more words, and he rose from his perch behind her, and leaned over her shoulder, going over the words with her again. She felt him his thigh rub against her shoulder, and she was sure that...no, it couldn't have been his cock. She shook her head and tried to dismiss the thought entirely. Somehow, she couldn't. As he leaned over her, explaining the words, she shrugged her shoulders casually. There it was again. He had a hard-on. Lora was surprised...she didn't feel disgusted or turned off, in fact it made her feel devious and it turned her on. 'Naughty teacher' she thought, 'I will teach you a lesson.' She crossed her arms over her chest as she had done to Brett many times before, making the valley of her tits become more visible in the shirt she was wearing and looked him in the eye with a very serious expression. His eyes dipped and he grinned, tapping the page with his finger. "Keep going." She couldn't believe it hadn't worked. Maybe she had misread the situation. Perhaps it had been something else, but she had been sure. She wanted to get this reading done and over with and get the hell out of there so she continued, trying to read faster. Mr. Coltt resumed to sitting at his desk, listening to her quickened pace, and waiting for the opportune moment. She stumbled again over the large words and he stopped her. Pulling a chair beside him, he called her over trying not to grin the whole time. "Seems to me you might do better over here, where I don't have to get up and correct you every few minutes." She glared. How dare he. She got up from her chair slowly, making sure she leaned over a little bit extra, showing her cleavage off, dragging her feet slowly to his desk, swaying her hips, running one finger along the edge of his desk, finally sitting down on the chair. He pretended not to watch her little display, but he couldn't help it. He was sporting a throbbing hard-on, he'd been thinking about this for some time now, and it just so happened that she had unknowingly played right into his fantasy. After watching her for this many months, he was unable to control himself any longer. He had gone from thinking about fucking her in just his classroom, to thinking about fucking her while he taught other classes, then while he watched her in gym class, and more recently, had thought about fucking her while he was at home, laying in his bed with his girlfriend, and even on occasion while he fucking her, he thought about Lora. He imaged that her hips would look perfect on top of him, grinding down on his hard cock as he felt her breasts and tweaked her nipples. As soon as she was seated, he pulled his chair closer to hers, until they were side-by-side, legs touching. Lora went back to reading, and he took a deep breath. She smelled sweet, and he imagined that she would taste much the same. He worked up the courage finally to place his hand on her leg, as he leaned forward, trying to make it seem as casual as he could, gauging her response. When she didn't comment on his touch, he further engaged the situation, by beginning to pet her leg gently with his thumb. At this point Lora stopped reading, and looked down as he removed his hand, blushed and apologized. "Sorry, habit I guess, I do it to my girlfriend, it helps me think." Lora licked her lips coyly and smiled. She picked up his hand and placed it higher up on her thigh. "It's okay Mr. Coltt, it seems to make the reading...easier." She returned to reading, as he returned to stroking her thigh. He became rather consumed with the idea of how she had smiled so innocently and said it was fine. Wanting to push the envelope to see how far she could really take him, but not want things to take a turn for the worse. After some deliberation, he decided to try. He raised his hand higher, slid it down, and began stroking the inside thigh casually. Lora reacted, but much to his delight it was not negatively. She widened her leg slightly to allow his caress. What Lora did next, she did without realizing, she had forgotten where she was, and who she was with, her mind had wandered and reading out loud had become a thing of the past. She slid down in the chair, causing his hand to slide up further to the crotch of her pants, where it continued to stroke. He watched as she leaned her head against the chair and he smiled to himself. She was more willing than expected. As he closed the book, Lora opened her eyes, slightly embarrassed. "That's enough reading for today Lora." He reached across and grabbed her legs, twisting her in the chair, pulling her over and onto his lap. Her hair tumbled loosely about her shoulders as she wrapped her thighs around his waist. "Good, I'd rather do this than read anyway" she whispered. She leaned down and kissed him. It made her shiver, knowing that this was her authority figure. This was her English teacher, and he was about to teach her a lot more than what the school expected. Lora swayed her hips on Mr. Coltt's lap and he sighed, undulating his own hips against her. She could feel his cock, pressing up against the material of his pants. Her hand snaked down his chest and grabbed hold of it. He was almost panting already; he'd been dreaming about this for so long that the level of excitement was almost unbearable. His hand found her breasts, which he fondled and squeezed through her shirt as she kept her grip on his cock, and her tongue in his mouth. Anxiously, he took her by the hair and pulled it, Lora's head tilted back and she moaned quietly. He nuzzled her neck as he kissed, tracing his tongue up and down. He pushed her hands away from his pants as he struggled with his belt, finally undoing it and unzipping, freeing his throbbing cock from it's denim prison. Her eyes lit up as he released her hair so she could look down. Her hands surrounded it quickly and squeezed the shaft. He watched her growing excitement as she began to stroke it, paying extra attention to the tip as she rubbed small, quick circles around it with her thumb, making his entire cock flex involuntarily. Mr. Coltt's hands roamed from her breasts to her ass, which was planted directly on his lap. He squeezed her cheeks, raising himself off the chair, setting her carefully on the desk. Lora held onto his shirt for support, but never took her hand off his cock. A few careful tugs on the legs of her jeans had them low enough he could see the top of her blue thong. Her jeans soon lay at his feet. Her breathing had become ragged in this time, and he grinned as she clung to him. Stroking her panties, he discovered she was already wet. He pushed the panties to the side as he carefully delved his fingers deep inside her pink hole, curling them expertly. Lora squealed slightly at his entry and responded by nuzzling his neck and whimpering as he continued to work his fingers in and out of her snatch. She continued jerking his cock with her hand, which was now standing at a proud 8 inches and now sported a thick coat of pre-cum. Unable to hold out any longer, he grabbed Lora by the ass, sliding her forward just enough, and plunged his throbbing meat inside her tiny pussy. She uttered a contented sigh and reached down to rub his balls and he groaned, pushing more, letting her fully surround him. She was so tight he couldn't believe it. It had been a long time since he had fucked anything like this. She put her hands behind her and leaned back as her English teacher began giving her the lesson she had really been longing for. She sucked her finger innocently as she watched his prick slide in and out of her easily. Her legs wrapped propped up on his desk, as he held them in place as he too watched his cock invade her tight hole, dripping juices all over the place. He rubbed her clit and made her legs quake but not wanting the fun to end, Lora held off, making him work for a finish. He knew her type, wanting to get as much out of adventure as possible. He withdrew from her and stood back, rubbing himself. Lora pouted, rubbing her own pussy now, frustrated with his retreat. He sat down in the chair, pushing it back from the desk never taking his eyes off her busy fingers, working her clit with a sense of determination. Only a few minutes passed but she could no longer restrain herself, she had to feel that cock again so she slid off the desk, leaving a trail of juices behind, and lowered herself to the cold floor. Taking his cock in hand, stroking it a few times, she began eagerly rubbing the tip over her lips, flicking her tongue out against it quickly before engulfing the entire head in her mouth. His spine jerked, and he arched into her mouth and she let his shaft slide in her mouth further, vacuum sealing her lips around it, swirling her tongue like hurricane. Lora massaged his balls gently, using her free hand to slide between her thighs, impaling herself with her fingers. The sight of this gorgeous girl, his student at that, had him turned on to the point of no return. Watching her finger herself and the way her head bobbed up and down on his cock, even without the help of his hand in her hair was amazing. Soon his body tensed, he expected her to ease the intensity as he neared orgasm, but instead Lora picked up the pace as if she were eager to swallow his load. He grabbed a Kleenex from the box on his desk, in his experience, young girls were not swallowers, but Lora was not most girls. She made no effort to move as his body convulsed as it spewed forward ropes of cum into her mouth and down her throat. She swallowed with the eagerness of a student willing to learn. Now it was his turn to teach her a lesson of his own. "An E for effort Lora, you've learned a lesson from someone else I see, but now it's time to teach you my own." "You're my teacher Mr. Coltt, that's what you're supposed to do...isn't it?" She spoke as she rose from her knees, running her hands over her tits. He grinned at her and got up from his chair, kissing her deeply, grabbing a thick handful of her hair. He twisted her around, shoving her forward, pushing her down onto his desk. Her perky ass stuck out, and as he pushed down on her lower back, she widened her legs for him to admire the view. He licked his lips, running a hand up her thigh and over her drenched pussy, underneath the string of her thong, which was now almost black due to wetness, he jerked it down, giving her ass a slap. He kneeled underneath her, looking up at her glorious pussy, admiring every part of it. His tongue ran up her slit and Lora jumped. He plunged his tongue eagerly inside her hole, lapping at the juices that covered her pussy. He sucked on her clit, and nipped at it occasionally. Every touch sent shivers up her spine and she moaned and sighed in contentment, clutching the edges of the desk with her hands, squirming over the assault of his tongue, which never retreated for more than a moment. He listened as her breathing became ragged, and her panting got louder, her legs shivered with every flick of his tongue, he knew she was close. He rose off his knees, leaving her struggling to cum. He caressed her cunt with his hand, which was dripping with the anticipation of a great orgasm but he did not pursue it. A Life She Learned Ch. 02 Lora laid her head on the desk, fully frustrated with her teacher. She wanted to cum, she needed too. She took a few deep breaths and went to speak, but as she opened her mouth, the only sound that was made was a loud smack as Lora quickly whirled around, holding her ass cheek. He stood holding a ruler in one hand, grinning evilly. She went to speak again and decided it was better not too, as he motioned for her to turn around. He bent her back over, and she gasped when she felt his tongue caress where the ruler had made its mark. She felt the heat of this cock against her inner thigh and she widened her legs, bearing down on his hand that now cupped her pussy. She moaned like an eager little whore as he jammed two fingers inside her aggressively, and finger fucked her for a few minutes. "This is what happens when you fall asleep in my class Lora. You know I'm a firm believer in punishing those who do not respect me." She whimpered in agreement, and he issued another smack with the ruler on her other ass cheek. She jumped, but sighed as she felt his tongue cool the sting again, and she bore down on his hand even harder. Every time she wiggled her ass, his cock flexed, he squeezed her ass cheeks in his hand, leaning forward, spanking her pussy with his cock fiercely. Rubbing up and down her slit with his pulsing cock made her whole body vibrate, and he enjoyed torturing her. Gently, he pushed the tip inside of her, tickling her clit with his thumb. Lora surprised him as she bucked backwards, his entire cock sliding inside of her. He couldn't resist the sound of her contented sigh, and instead, began thrusting his prick into her with a savage pace. His balls slapped against her, and echoed in the empty room. His legs shuddered, and he grabbed her by the waist, dragging her back with him as he sat in the chair, never withdrawing his cock from her drenched pussy. She propped her feet on the edge of the desk as she sat on his lap, letting him thrust with all his force inside her, pushing back against him, contracting her muscles, making him groan in her ear. His hand cupped one of her huge tits, pinching the nipple as he groped her expertly, the other hand, assisted Lora's while she rubbed her clit like the eager slut he'd secretly hoped she would be. Her hips convulsed on his body under the pressure of cock deep inside her, and she panted under the intensity of their fingers on her clit. She moaned loudly and wrapped her free hand around his neck as finally she got what she was aching for. Lora's whole body shook as she came, crying out in sheer ecstasy. Feeling her muscles milk his cock as she came, he realized he was also going to blow, his body went rigid, even with her quivering on top of him, and he dug his fingers into her thighs as he buried his load deep inside her pussy. They lay together on his chair panting, and Lora reached down between her legs, realizing that the chair was quite wet. She rubbed the base of his cock, still deep inside her, causing more cum to squeeze out around his softening cock, and drip down onto the chair. With her fingers now sticky, he sighed as he watched her bring her fingers to her mouth and suck off the mixture, before finding the strength to climb off her new favourite teacher. Dressing, Lora looked at the clock and swore. It didn't seem like nearly two hours had passed, her dad was probably wondering where she was, and she knew that the janitorial staff would be coming around soon, since the hockey team was done their conditioning at around five thirty. "I uh, missed my bus..." Mr. Coltt laughed outright at this and wiped her smeared juices off his desk with the sleeve of his shirt. "I'll give you a lift home." They both laughed and walked out of the classroom, she pranced in front of him down the hall chatting care free, not realizing the young man with his mouth agape sporting a bag full of hockey gear, and a massive hard-on.