4 comments/ 72159 views/ 16 favorites After School Session By: hellodragon123 Thanks to Zat7 for helping me take my amateur writing to another level :) First story, would greatly appreciate feedback and critique... Considering do a second part (and so on..)? Enjoy! PS.. All characters involved are 18+. * After class I walked up to her, she was sitting in a swivel chair behind her desk, looking down at some papers she was grading. She didn't seem to notice me, at least not acknowledging my presence, until I walked around the front of her desk then she looked up with a confused look. I gripped the edge of the chair and bent down to the right side of her neck. I moved her shoulder length hair aside and started gently kissing her neck. She gasped then sharply whispered, "what are you doing?" I slowly moved up to her ear then in a husky voice said, "shhhh... Do you want me to stop?" Immediately after which I nibbled on her ear lobe and cupped her right breast; drawing a louder gasp but no response. I took this as encouragement to proceed to slipping my hand under her shirt as I was now forcefully kissing her neck. I ran my hand over her flat stomach and relished the feeling of her sporadic breathing as well as contracting stomach muscles. A few moments passed when I could no longer resist groping both her breasts in my hands, at which she arched her back up, opening her whole upper body to my giddy hands. Trying to find a more comfortable position I placed my knee in between her legs, a short distance from her crotch. She no longer showed any signs of resistance but was even beginning to take deep, rapid breaths while low whimpers would occasionally escape her lips. She then took the next step to raise her arms and I took my cue to lift her shirt over her head, then drop it on the floor, before finally returning my mouth to her soft lips. My hands were in heaven exploring her upper body and soon ventured lower, unbuttoning her loose pants. Unfortunately, they were interrupted by my teacher's hands which gripped my wrists; confused at this sudden stop of such a great rush, I looked into her eyes and saw fear, lust and panic. I leaned and stopped just short of her mouth, simply breathing in and taking a quick glance up to her eyes, then I kissed her. After a few moments, our kiss quickly grew much more passionate than I imagined possible. The rest of our bodies remained still; when we finally broke our kiss she let go of my wrists, and placed her arms around my neck and we looked into each other's eyes. I seized this opportunity to attempt at moving my hand over her drenched panties. At this she shuddered with pleasure. I, myself, almost whimpered from excitement as I continued to lightly stroke her. She tried to stifle her moans by moving her mouth into my neck. I tugged at her stone-hard nipples with my left hand while stroking her pussy with my right. Unable to remain seated, she practically rammed me into the nearby wall, while still kissing me. This new position still allowed me to tug as well as stroke her body. Too dazed to read the clock mounted right in front of me, I had no idea how long we remained in this position before she was gasping for more. I pushed her panties further down and flicked her clit before slipping a finger inside of my moaning English teacher. My heart was racing and I began moaning into our kiss. Sensing she was near her first orgasm I pushed down on her sensitive clit with my thumb while pushing in another finger. She went wild and had to muffle her screams by nuzzling into my neck, while her entire body spasmed. Then she went limp in my arms and I lifted her chin to meet her lips with a big kiss. She pulled at my shirt and brought it, along with my sports bra, up over my head then dropped them on the floor, then swung her arms around my neck. She was giggling loudly, and during this short rest I teasingly whispered into her ear, "shhh.. Wouldn't want anyone to walk in on us at school, would you?" At this her face was swept over with fear of this reminder and she nodded, "before we wrap this up, it's your turn." I cocked my eyebrow and before I knew it she kneeling down and was already pulling down my uniform skirt. Completely undressed, she stood up and we kissed. While I tried to reach around her, she grabbed my wrist, not to interrupt me, but rather she raised them above my head and pinned them against the wall while rolling her body against mine.. She was completely in control. My body was hers for the taking, oh and she took it! Now it was my turn to stifle my moans as she began nibbling on my breasts. She then glided her mouth down my stomach, to my cunt. She sighed and I shuddered at her breath. Releasing my hands, she slipped in two fingers and my body went bananas! Trying to hold back my cries of ecstasy, she came back up and kissed me, still fingering my slipping wet pussy. She then bent back down and in only two to three minutes I was, as quietly as I could, screaming, "I'm gonna cum! I'm cumming!" Then I felt her lapping up my juices with her tongue while pulling out her two fingers. I had one last moan before I slumped over and pulled her face up to mine for a deep kiss. As we looked into each other's faces and cleaned ourselves up, I had a feeling this wouldn't be my last after school session. After School Session You come back after a tiring day at school. It was long, and Uni is still new to you, so although the hours went by fast, you are very tired, and you still have tons of work to do! You get off from the metro, make your way out of the crowded station and walk the rest of the way home, the cold autumn air whistling around you and carrying the smell of chestnuts roasting to your nose. You pass your gate, and open the door to the house, kicking off your shoes and making your way to your room, where you close the door. You turn around, and there you see me, sitting on your bed, waiting for you, reading a book. We don't need words, not now. In a second you are on top of me, showering me with kisses, as I answer in kind, my hands caressing you and weaving through your hair, which I free from its hairpins, letting it fly free and wild. I take off your jacket, your shirt, your bra and finally find your nipples and breasts, too white and unblemished: it's been too long since I sucked and bit them. My mouth finds the wonderful protrusion at the center of your tit, and you moan as I suck and nibble, your breathing growing labored and ragged... Your breasts color, as you writhe on top of me, grinding your boiling crotch on my leg, desire blazing in your magnificent sapphire eyes. I flip us over and you find yourself sprawled on the bed. I begin to remove your clothes, gently but firmly, my eyes captured in yours. Off comes your pants, off comes your underwear, and I roll you on your stomach. This last move confuses you and you try to struggle, but I have you pinned down under me. You can't move an inch. I grasp your wrists and bring them behind your back, and when I'm sure you are comfortable, I take out the silk cord I had prepared under the sheets, and tie your hands tightly. Your breathing is very labored now, and I begin to kiss your back, running my lips and tongue up and down, stopping to lick your ear-lobes and bite your beautiful ass. I'm not finished though, and spreading your legs wide, I tie each foot in turn to the columns of your four poster bed. You are spread wide, dearest, you are beautiful, and so helpless, my darling love, mine to play with and bring to a screaming, moaning explosion of pleasure. I kneel and get close up between your legs, my warm breath caressing your secret lips, and you moan in anticipation and impatience. I plunge my tongue into your folds and you squeal in delight as I lap your outer lips first, so swollen and juicy and then your inner lips, slick with wonderful nectar. I lick back and forth, fast and slow, staying away from your clit for the moment: I want to drive you crazy with desire, beloved. I caress your beautiful backside, and my hands slide upwards, and under, caressing your tummy and kneading your breasts. Your nipples are pinched and twisted repeatedly, and you sigh, whimper and whine, driving me crazy with your wild calls. I soon grow interested in your gorgeous nub, and I lift your butt and hips a little, enabling me to slide my head under you, to reach that wonderful clit. You howl as I suck and nibble at it, and whisper sweet nothings and pleadings to the room, to me. And I oblige. One finger slowly slides into you, and you gasp, your breath stopping as you are overwhelmed by pleasure. I quickly draw it out, and you begin to protest, but before you can utter even the second word, I shove two fingers in, then three, and start making love to you rapidly and earnestly, my tongue and fingers dancing about your eager sex. You are overcome by pleasure, your hips buck and you thrash, as I bring you ever closer to release. You become louder, and scream twice, as your little clit passes between my teeth, and my index rubs the front wall of your magnificent pussy. And right then, on the edge of it all, I stop. You growl at me, begin to protest even, the face that makes my heart tremble beginning to pout. But, I afford you no such luxury, and SMACK! I spank your rosy cheeks and you cry out in surprise, pain and pleasure. I spank you again, and again, punctuating my spanking with your moans and cries. Your butt is now quite pink, going on red, and you try to move, but the ropes hold you quite firmly in place. I slap your ass one last time, aiming a little between your cheeks, and barely grazing your pussy lips with my rough spank. You howl in ecstasy, so close to cumming, and yet so far. You try and reach back with your hands, but you can't get far enough to even graze your hungry, dripping folds... You are frustrated. More than that: you are wild, crazed by pleasure and pain. And I have still so much to give. You hear me move behind you now, a sound you know well. My clothes hit the ground with a soft thud, and I climb up onto the bed with you. You feel me between your legs hard, ready. But I still have one last surprise for you. From your dressing table I take a little package, which I unwrap before your eyes: it's a new leather choker. It's an earth-brown color with a leaf and rose pattern on it, rendered in green and ruby red: perfect for informal occasions, but also for naughty moments. I hope you like it. You seem to, so I lovingly tie it around your neck with its leather cords, and you sigh, as I fasten it snug, but not uncomfortable. I then position myself behind you, one hand on your wonderful butt, and one placed on your neck, my index playing with the choker. I ease myself into your wonderful body; you groan, as do I, and we play. The perfect game for the end of the day. With you, my one and only, writhing beneath me, in pleasure and ecstasy. My favorite moment comes at last, as I untie you and roll you on your back, our sweaty bodies locked together. I gaze upon your face, and there it is: the most earth-shattering smile in the world, born of lust, love and our teamwork. After School Session Ch. 02 First series, would greatly appreciate feedback and critique.. Enjoy! PS.. All characters involved are 18+. * This is what I've been waiting for all day! But honestly, since yesterday the only thing on my mind was Ms. Wilson's amazing curvaceous figure of about 5'4" consisting of a long torso and longer legs; me pulling on her shoulder length, chestnut brown hair and 36D breasts but what if I'd never be able to experience the mind blowing sensations I felt yesterday. Lost in my own thoughts and fantasies, I mindlessly walked until finally arriving at her English class. She wasn't there, and in a state of panic I hoped she wasn't ducking out on account of me. But much to my relief she quickly walked to her desk a couple minutes after the late bell rang. Seeing her behind the same desk where we ravaged each others' bodies was almost too much to bear, I had began breathing faster without even realizing it while my moistening crotch became hot. Hoping nobody heard my irregular breathing or smelt the fumes of my arousal, I had to conscientiously slow my breathing and clench my legs close together. The class seemed to roll on as usual, except Ms. Wilson never even glanced in my direction. When I raised my hand to answer a question, she didn't even try to hide how uncomfortable it was to look at me. But luckily no one appeared to notice the tension between us, differing from our usual friendly conversation and often looks at one another. I eventually took the hint and halfway through the period I solemnly accepted she would never speak to, possibly not even look at, me ever again. I was heartbroken, to say the least, and longed to make everything better by caressing her face and kissing her lips, to the point I almost did despite the fact we'd have a full audience. The only things I cared about were if she, in true, had abandoned me and didn't feel any scope of emotion for me besides regret. With this in mind, I began to feel nauseous and my stomach felt as though a rock was pulling down on it. Class was pure torture! I awaited the dismissal bell to ring, but with a minute or two to spare I heard her voice call my name, "Lily, I'd like to speak with you after class." My heart soared as my stomach was doing somersaults. I couldn't help but hope with all my might that this could be her about to ask for more, but it all crashed down when I figured she could be a decent enough person to tell me alone that she didn't reciprocate the same feelings. When the dismissal bell at last rang I gathered my belongings and trudged my way, past fellow students, to her desk. I prepared myself for the worst and demanded of myself not to cry in front of her. As the last students shuffled out of the classroom, she walked behind them and shut the door before clicking the lock. She even went as far to look around in the classroom until she asked, "are you okay?.. With what happened yesterday?" I stammered like an idiot and fidgeted with my hands, but it was all I could do to not drop my jaw. "Of course I'm okay with what we did yesterday! It was absolutely amazing and I don't know about you but I've never felt that way before!" I started running to her and threw my arms around her. I was disappointed by a sudden push on my chest, then a very serious face looking back at me. I wasn't out of the danger zone quite yet, and knew some persuasion was in order to convince this was the right thing to do. After 27 minutes of talking about yesterday, I finally convinced her that what we did wasn't a mistake. Then came the hard part of trying to make her believe it was okay to continue our relationship, whether friendly or sexual; obviously I was rooting for our highly sensual encounters to become a continuous affair. After 16 minutes she was warming up to the idea and I took this small window of opportunity to reach up and caress her cheek, suddenly plant a delicate kiss on her lips then move my arms to the nape of her back to pull her against my body. Only at first did she try and retreat out of my arms, making my grip on her body all the more tight. But sometime in between the third and fourth kiss, she looked up at me to which I responded with the words, "do you want me to stop?" She giggled and looked down in either embarrassment, shame or perhaps both then rewarded me with a cute smile and big kiss; inspiring a wide grin to sprawl over my face. At this point, I couldn't begin to fathom how much I absolutely adored her, I couldn't comprehend how this adoration would grow into a deep love and respect. I'm sure she didn't even know the emotions we were feeling. The only thing I did know was her hand was traveling farther down my body as our make-out session became more aggressive and passionate. All of which brought a gasp to escape from my mouth, as she continued to search my body with her hands then she ventured to pull her lips from mine and start kissing down my neck. When I arched my back up in response, she seized my breasts through my 36C sized bra. By now, my occasional gasps turned into low moans that were constantly leaving me. It felt as though I had no control of my body and the sounds it produced, this woman had taken over not only my thoughts, but my body as well. I couldn't understand the vast emotions that dominated my entire being! As her lips went further down to my breasts I almost screamed from the surreal pleasure that swept over my body. She suckled and nibbled all around my nipples, and when she finally bit down directly on my left nipple I groaned out her name, "Ms. Wilson!" And after ten minutes of this constant teasing she lowered her mouth to my panty line and ripped off my skirt before kissing over my panties, she had to have noticed how drenched I had become as she giggles then firmly licked my slit through the thin cheeky panties. I gasped and squirmed, causing her to grip my thighs to keep me in place. I couldn't take it anymore! I needed the sweet relief that I was so anxiously awaiting! Voicing this she smiled at me then pulled my underwear completely off, exposing my wet pussy. She came closer and drew in deep breaths which when exhaled cause me to violently shiver and clench my teeth. Without warning I felt her mouth enclose around my clit and she started to suck, I yelled and gasped, "OH GAWD IT FEELS SOOOO GOOD!!" But as quick as it started she withdrew to light licks along my lips, adding to a climax that was soon to come. And after a minute she suddenly sucked in my clit, I jerked and spasmed, before she again withdrew. This time I was frustrated and I couldn't help myself from saying, "please let me cuu-" cut off as she fluttered her tongue against my clit. I shrieked in delight and ecstasy! In seconds I was squirting an inordinate amount of cum. I shocked not only myself, but Ms. Wilson seemed surprised at my over the top orgasm that she bestowed on me. I reached up and pulled down on her neck to clash my lips with a sloppy, passionate kiss. My body was drained, but I desperately wanted to return the favor. As if she read my mind, she whispered into my ear, "I have a meeting in five, but tomorrow I want a proper thank you," followed by a seductive wink. She straightened herself up and put the few clothes that came off back on, in two minutes she was out the door and on way down the stairs. I was in disbelief at what just transpired and optimistic about tomorrow's after school session! After School Session Ch. 03 Continuation of the series, really appreciate critique, feedback and suggestions. P.S. All characters are 18+. Enjoy! :) * Yesterday was reeling through my mind, I wasn't sure if it was a dream or if the fantasies I've had for years were actually coming true. I wanted more, but didn't want to be too forceful to my shy and depraved lover. I knew it would take time for her to become used to the idea of our affair, especially after her clear hesitance during our first two encounters. With this in mind I decided to take it slow and basically let her control the speed at which our relationship progressed. Therefore, when I later approached her I wouldn't immediately suggest we continue having sex, but I also did knew she wanted to almost as much as I did; I wouldn't coerce her into anything prematurely, but encourage her to make the decision she so desperately needed. After thinking to myself, during the couple hours of homework I had, I decided to go to bed early and wake up ready to confront my beautiful teacher. And that's exactly what I did, I had eight and a half hours of sleep that really did the trick. I went through the motions of the morning, but it was obvious that I wasn't really there; fortunately, my parents have long work hours that stretch from early in the morning to late at night, so they weren't there to notice my lack of mental presence. After a quick shower, ironing my uniform shirt and skirt, I ate a bowl of cereal then headed out the door on my way to school. I though it might be nice to have a reason, besides fucking, to see her so I grabbed two coffees that we could share; I wanted to try and catch her before everyone got to school, so I made it a solid hour before school even started and to my luck, I saw her car in the faculty parking lot. I poked my head in while softly knocking on the open door. She looked up, causing her face to immediately blush, before she hurriedly drop her eyes to the floor. I saw she wasn't going to be the first to bring it up, and possibly breaking my own rule of not forcing the topic up, I said, "I didn't mean to startle you, I just wanted to talk about.." Her deep stare cut me off, then she opened her mouth but taking it back closed it. We stood there looking at each other, though admiring more accurately describes my glances over her. I still couldn't get enough of her, but my eyes went back up to her face to see she was about to say something. "It wasn't that, I just didn't expect to see you so early. But it's good you're here because we do need to talk." I was impressed with her calmness, as I was expecting a more emotional confrontation, because of her self-control I decided it'd be best to do the same. "I know it's early, I brought coffee if that helps?" And she reached out to grab the cup, while giving me an appreciative nod, "but I didn't really want to wait and drag this out," taking a moment to collect my thought. I proceeded, "I understand if you don't want to continue our relationship, but I do think we should at least see where it goes. I feel the passion that you've been forced to keep inside, I can tell you're not happy and I'd like to change that. I don't mean to come off as cocky, but I don't think anyone else has or can make you feel like I did yesterday; and the same goes for how you make me feel, it was so intense and I don't think we can ignore it." She didn't immediately respond to my proposition, but after a couple minutes she walked towards me, to the point that she was only two to three feet from where I stood, and it looked like the wall she built to not show emotion was quickly breaking down as her eyes started to water and her face got a little more pink. I reached out to grab her hand, met by no objection, I brought her in closer and gave her a gentle hug. She responded by grabbing around my neck and deeply breathing in then she pulled away to look into my eyes, I dumbly stared back and just waited for her to break away and tell me it was over. To my relief she came back in for another hug, that seemed more comforting than sensual. I wanted to bring my lips to her neck, but reminded myself of my no-forcing rule, and settled for a simple inhalation of her soft hair. It was a few minutes before I finally pulled away. I didn't know how I could try to encourage her to make the next move, but before I could figure it out she pulled me back and kissed my lips with a force I didn't know she had. I was a little startled, but in no time I was mashing my lips against hers while delicately tracing my tongue against the inside of her mouth, it was a weird and almost awkward sensation that I couldn't get enough of. And she started for my shirt, but quickly stopped when we heard someone walking up the stairs. Reminded by this noise, that the door was open and anybody could have just walked in on us, she was disturbed by this and looked horrified at what we'd done. I ran to close the door and when I turned around she was sitting at her chair behind her desk. I made my way to her, smiling at her, but she had a troubled look and only stared at her desk. I kneeled in front if her chair and tilted her face to meet my eyes, I pecked her forehead. Then lingered my lips over hers, waiting for her to decide when she was ready to accept our affair, and eventually she did! Meeting my lips with a soft kiss, that emphasized her fear and inner desire. I viewed this kiss as a mild stone of her releasing some anxiety and giving into her longings. I returned her kiss with light pecks that left her mouth and traveled to her thin, long neck and at this, she gasped, "Lily.." I couldn't help but moan and lick along her entire neck. I stopped at her ear, then whispered, "meet me at my house at 5." I went in for one last kiss then got up to scribble my address on a notepad, and walked out of her room for the day. I left at lunch, two classes before Ms. Wilson's, because I couldn't focus on anything as well as there was no way in hell I could sit in her class and not get up to grab her, something I didn't think she'd appreciate me doing in front of everyone. So when I got home I decided cleaning up the mansion I love in was in order, if my undecided lover was coming over in less than six hours. (Now when I say mansion I mean my parents work long hours for a reason, they bought it ten or fifteen years ago and it was a $2 million house then, after they put a couple $100,000's in custom remodeling it's now worth $5 million on the market.) I didn't want to try to impress her with my parents money, but I knew the house could provide an ambiance no restaurant could compare to, so I called in the house cleaner and went to the store to pickup some food and candles for tonight. And when I came back the house was in perfect condition, especially after I lit some of the sweet smelling candles then subtly dimmed the lights. After School Session Ch. 04 Continuance of chapters 1-3. I'd really appreciate feedback & critique.. All characters are 18+! Enjoy * When I came back, the house was in perfect condition, especially after I lit some of the sweet smelling candles then subtly dimmed the lights. It was 4:15 and I was putting the finishing touches on our romantic dinner, which included, sautéd chicken with bow tie pasta and a side of red wine. I set the table with the nice candles, table runner, crystal wine glasses and china plates, used for mom and dad's business dinners. The food was artistically placed on the chinaware and I delicately folded silverware into cloth napkins. I was determined to make this special, for me and her. So when she arrived at 4:52, I was ready to welcome her into my home. Of course, she was impressed by the house and surprised at the table settings, "hey, Lily! Wow, your house is stunning! I didn't realize it was so formal, I would've dressed up," I had already noticed her longer, floral patterned skirt with a plain matching blouse, "but I'm shocked that you went through so much trouble for me, the help must've cost a fortune." "Are you kidding me? You look fantastic! And it didn't cost much, I didn't hire anybody." I said with another look over her outfit and smirk on my face. Her eyes widened in amazement and exclaimed, "you did this all by yourself!?! I'm really flattered and the food looks wonderful," as she finally saw the food on the picturesque table. While she looked over the food, I took the opportunity to looker over her stunning body. "My mom used to teach me how to cook, so I hope it tastes as good as it looks. But honestly, Ms. Wilson, you look absolutely beautiful!" At this she blushed, "stop, Lily, you're making me blush! But thank you, and look at you," she was pointing at my short black pencil skirt and flowing blouse, "I love your outfit! It looks really nice on you! Oh and by the way, I think under the circumstances you should call me Michelle, at least when we're together?" I only nodded in agreement. I reached for her hand and led her to the dining table, where we talked while eating the especially delicious meal. I enjoyed her conversation so much that when dinner was done, and I took our plates to the kitchen, I asked her to sit on the couch with me. She cautiously agreed then we made our way to the living room; I walked behind her and couldn't resist checking her out and making note of her toned calves and perfect legs all the way up to her swinging hips and small waist complimented by a muscular back and silky hair. I knew she was more than just a hot piece of ass, but aside from her intriguing self, she really was an attractive woman. When we sat down I scooted closer to her, our legs touched sending a tremble up my spine. We spent a couple minutes in awkward silence, but luckily she was the one to first speak, "I hope you don't expect sex from me tonight, just because I came doesn't mean I'm spending the night." I understood her attack in need to defend herself from my seduction, after all I was the one that started all this, but I knew she understood that she took part in this and I wanted to be clear what I did expect from us. "I didn't invite you over for sex, I wanted to try and make you more comfortable with me. It wasn't my intention to take advantage of you, but I did want us to explore each other, emotionally.. and maybe physically. Of course, not immediately but in time that we might test our own boundaries and fulfill our desires through each other, whatever happens just happens. We don't really need to figure it all out now, but I do need to know if you want this, too. And if not, that's alright, no hurt feelings or holding grudges." She gulped then continued, "you know I want this, I've wanted you for a long time and now that it's all happening I can't lie and say that it's okay. I understand you want some answers, but I can't definitively give them to you right now.. Other than that you make me feel wanted and beautiful a-and respected all at the same time. I love that and I think I love you, but I don't know!" I was surprised at her directness and wanted to try to let her KNOW that I would not betray or abandon her! "Michelle, I don't think you know how much I care for you, if you did, none of this would be a question. But I get you're scared, because I am, too. I want to let you know that I'm not going to do anything that you don't want me to.. Whenever you want this to end, that's when it ends." She smiled at me, and walked forward to be wrapped in my arms. I fell on top of her, onto the couch, looked in her eyes and kissed her, our tongues danced for at least 20 minutes. When I groped her left breast, through her shirt and she pulled back with wide eyes and let out a startled giggle. She started backing away from me and I spoke in such a panicked voice, "I didn't mean to go so fast! I was just going with the moment and please don't leave!?! I swear I won't do anything unless I'm sure you're ready for it." She gave me an apprehensive look then a forgiving smile and moved closer to me, but not quite as close as we once were. "Lily, I didn't mean to pull away so fast but you surprised me. But as long as you promise we can take it slow, I'll stay." I must've shown how happy I was because she took my hand and placed it on her knee before we started talking about anything and everything. I was amazed at just how much in common we did have and I fell in love with her personality even more within the hour that we got to talk. Though she looked much more relaxed than when she arrived, she still looked tense and a little stressed. It wasn't long after that I became restless and asked, "would you mind if I gave you a neck rub? You've just been such great company and I'd like to thank you, and you also look a little tense in your shoulders." She was taken back at my offer and maybe my observations, too. Despite the troubled look, she finally agreed to have me massage her, on the agreement I would stop whenever she said so. With that I ran around the house to find some good rubbing lotion, a towel and other items I'd need for the massage of her life. I don't know what it was about my tense teacher that gave it away, but I was sure she'd never been truly pampered and I was determined to spoil her unconditionally tonight. When I, at last, gathered all the necessary materials, I set to work on relaxing my beautiful teacher/lover. And as soon I began touching her skin with the lotion, she inhaled at the coldness. We laughed at this, then I continued to rub the lotion into her supple skin and I complimented her smooth skin, she didn't respond with words but I could see she smiled. Then I took it one step further, after a few minutes of my rubbing her neck and shoulders, I bent over to her ear and in a raspy voice whispered, "do you like it?" She moaned and nodded her head, which I took as encouragement and proceeded to whisper on the same voice, "would you mind if I did your back, as well?" She froze then after a moment or two nodded her head and began to lie down on the towel I was lying on the floor. I then straddled her lower back, or maybe upper butt, she seemed surprised at this, but gave no verbal objection. I squirted some more lotion on my hand, as she took off her shirt and bra, though I only had a view of her back, she was so damn sexy and her curves were in all the right places to throw me into desire. When she settled onto the towel, I began lightly kneading it into her shoulder blades slowly going down her lower back, she gave a slight whimper when I stopped just short of her butt, and worked back up. I spent a little extra time on her neck and when I moved back down I "accidentally" went too far and touched her breasts but quickly moved away to her lower back and lingered at the border of her back and butt. Every so often I was rewarded with moans and groans, even a couple words, "that feel sooo good," and a few, "ooooh! Right there!" I mean she had to be teasing me! And the funny thing about that is this was meant to tease her, but she somehow managed to turn the tables. Though I wasn't sure, until she wiggled her bottom and sent shivers up my thighs. I couldn't hold back my own moan and decided two can play that game. So I started paying special attention to the sides of her breasts and would slip a finger or two under the elastic of her skirt. She tensed up a bit when my fingers caressed her firm butt, she picked up her head, only for a moment, when I lifted my legs over and swung them to her right, and she gasped when I grazed my nails over her thighs. I couldn't help but laugh; she whipped her head around and stuck her cute, pink tongue at me then giggled, "you tease!" I continued to laugh then retorted, "I can't help it with your sexy physique! I mean honestly, I'm the victim to your tight stomach, firm ass, and those legs that go on forever.. and well your perky breasts and hot moans!" Her only response was to blush and look back down at the ground. She looked down and we sat in silence for what felt like forever. Finally, I spoke up to ask her, "I'm sorry if I'm too blunt about this, but are you spending the night? I really would love for you to, but I understand if you'd feel uncomfortable about it," and I anxiously awaited her answer until she finally stood up, grabbed my hand, then after pulling me up, she led me up the stairs in silence, to my bedroom. All in silence, we kissed lightly at first then the silence quickly left the room as we our gentle pecks became fiery kisses that left us breathless and huffing. We were speechless, even still, our hands continued to search every crevice and form of our bodies. DAMN she was so beautiful! I couldn't believe what was and about to happen! I just wanted to be as close to her as possible, whether by rubbing my body onto her, becoming one in our truly exceptional kisses or if I'd have the chance to ravage her body. I cherished the way her body responded to my touches, she whimpered under my kisses, gasped at caresses and shivered when my hand made its way down her torso to that mysterious area of my forbidden lover. She nearly screamed when I sunk a single finger into her, I wiggled it around until I found her G-spot and when I bent my finger up and gently stroked her, she went wild. She wrapped her arms around my neck and almost had all her weight on me as she went into her first orgasm. After only a few short minutes, I felt that jerk in her tummy that forewarned of an imminent orgasm. I didn't have to wait long until she spasmed and screamed, "I'm cumming! OHHH GAWD!!" She closed her mouth around mine, though it wouldn't be called a kiss, it was passionate nonetheless. And when her body finished convulsing, she had a few more jagged breaths that ended in her soft sobs into my neck. I couldn't believe how easy she was! Not that she was a slut, but her body was seriously deprived of the pleasure she so desperately needed and deserved. I guided her to the edge of the bed and lowered her down, her head on a pillow and legs spread wide open. She stroked her stomach and pinched her nipples, dripping in anticipation. And when I bent down I nibbled on her thighs and crawled up to her mouth. I reached for a breast and lovingly kneaded each breast while my other hand was reaching into Ms. Wilson's hair lightly pulling, each time she lifted her head up, allowing me access to her neck. I licked, kissed and bit at her slender neck, but no matter how much I tried I could never get enough! Meanwhile, my hands slowly departed from her tits to grip her thighs and I was met with thrusts of her hips. I squeezed her tight ass then continued to lower myself over her body. I blew onto her exposed pussy lips, I slipped two fingers into her drenched cunt, I rubbed my thumb over her clit then watched as her body quivered. I, myself, was drenched by her sounds and body alone, but when she stroked the top of my head I grunted and applied more force to my already busy hand. In a few short moments, Ms. Wilson was once again spasming under my touches. Her insides were closing around my hand and soaking my fingers with her sweet juices. When she was done with a loud, violent orgasm she yelled, "Ohhhh! I didn't know I could feel like this! I'm so tired, but want to run a marathon at the same time! Mmmmmm! But I don't think I can take another.." I cleaned up her cunt, at least as much as I could, and licked my fingers clean before going up for a deep kiss. "Mmmmmmm! Is that how I taste? I must say I really like it." With a wink she went for another kiss. "Ooooh! Tell me about it!" I smiled and went for, yet another, kiss. For the rest of the night we held hands while talking, drifting into light naps, and waking to kisses and cuddling.