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A Student Says Thank You

By: McMitchell



There I was, sitting behind my desk, typing dates into my calendar software, and getting ready for another school year to begin. After twenty years at the same small school, I really did not expect anything unusual to shake up my normal routine, but I could not have been much more wrong.

I started teaching at this school four years out of college. My first school had been a pit, so when I made the move to my present position I appreciated the quality of the place and stayed here. The school has been good to me, and I believe I've been good for it and for the kids. That is what leads to this story.

While I was sitting there making entries on my laptop there was a knock at the window beside my desk. I must have been really focused on my typing, because the sudden noise startled me enough that I jumped in my chair. When I looked up to see what had startled me, I was pleasantly surprised to see Jan, one of my former students, standing by the window laughing.

Jan had graduated six years ago, gone off to the state university, got married, and moved off with her husband to start a career. She had always been a good, ambitious student and had been a statistician for the team I coached at the school. As our stat girl, she traveled with the team, kept all of the team and individual records, and entered all of the information into the spreadsheets after each competition. She was bright, responsible, and (as any of the athletes would have told you) absolutely gorgeous.

The six years out of high school had certainly not dimmed her light any. When I looked out the window at the laughing young woman I was reminded anew of her stunning looks. Jan's hair hung down far enough to cascade around her (now) well-developed breasts that were emphasized by the light blue, scoop-necked top she was wearing. Her deep brown eyes were still sparkling from her laughter, and her soft pink cupids-bow mouth was turned up in a wry smile.

Jan pointed toward the exit door in my room, so I gladly went over to let her in. When I open the door I got my first look at the rest of Jan's outfit, and tried hard not to stare. She was wearing a pair of white shorts so small that they came up nearly to her crotch and that were so low cut I could see the V of her hips diving nearly to where there should have been pubic hair. I stopped dead in my tracks for a second that seemed like an eternity, then looked back up to Jan's smiling face as she strolled into the classroom.

She apologized for giving me a start, and said she was driving by the school and noticed my old pickup in the parking lot so she thought she'd stop in to say hello. She asked about some of her old classmates, made conversation about how the facility had and had not changed, and generally just shot the breeze for a while.

When I asked her about herself I found out several interesting bits of information. Jan had recently divorced her husband for taking money from his firm and cheating on her with one of his business associates. She was staying at her parents' farm, but she would be leaving in a few days to go to a grad school on the east coast and get her Masters degree. She said she was only in the area for a short while, and she had wanted to make sure she saw me before she left.

Jan sat quietly for a few seconds, then looked me right in the eye and smiled. She said she wanted me to follow her to her parents' farm so she could show me something she had saved since she was in high school. 

I didn't have much left to do anyway, and her parents' farm was only a few miles out of my way, so I locked my doors, went out to the parking lot, and tried to keep up with Jan as she sped down the highway and over the two miles of gravel road to her parents' home.

When I pulled into the yard, I noticed right away that Jan's car was the only one there. I assumed everyone else was in town shopping or something, but thought nothing of it at the time.

I followed Jan into the house and down a short flight of stairs to a well-furnished basement. She told me to sit on the couch and asked me if I wanted a beer or a drink of some kind. I agreed to a beer and commented that it was a unique experience getting such an offer from a former student. Jan laughed a little then told me to get comfortable while she got part of my surprise. She disappeared for a couple of moments into what I assumed was her old bedroom and came out holding a large, very full scrap book.

Jan sat down on the couch beside me, put the book in my lap, and started flipping through the pages. Inside were pictures and clippings from the four years she had worked with the team, but surprisingly, there were pictures of me that I had no idea she had taken. When I asked her about them, Jan giggled a little and confided that she'd had a crush on me her junior and senior years so she had taken the pictures when I wasn't looking. I had to admit I was flattered, and I told her so, which got me a big smile in return. 

Jan went back to flipping more pages, and I couldn't help but notice that she was leaning in close enough to have her breast against my arm. I also realized very quickly that she was not wearing a bra. Although we went on looking through the book for a while, my mind was not on the scrapbook, but on the soft breast leaning into me, the swelling in my dick, and the awkwardness of being here with a former student whose parents might walk in the door at any time.

Jan stopped turning the pages and leaned back to look me in the eyes. She told me that she wanted to thank me for all I had done for her while she was in school, and since she had graduated.

"You know," she said, "all that stuff you told the guys about being able to do almost anything if they wanted to bad enough? Well maybe they weren't listening, but I was, and that's what helped get me through college and what gave me the courage to divorce that asshole and start a new life. A lot of what I learned from you has made a difference for me, and I wanted to thank you for that before I left."

With that, Jan leaned back into me and gave me a kiss. I was just a bit stunned for an instant, but found myself kissing her back and enjoying it deeply.

When we broke off, Jan could read the uncertainty on my face, so she set about calming my concerns. She had bought her parents tickets to a concert in Kansas City, so they would be gone until late the next day. As far as the age difference was concerned, she said it didn't bother her a bit -- she had wanted to be with me when she was in school, and now that she was an adult she still wanted to do it. We had time to ourselves and since we were this far out of town, nobody would be gossiping about it at the coffee shop on Monday.

I must confess to being speechless for a moment, but then Jan broke the silence by leaning back into me and kissing me with a passion that tossed all my concerns right out of the window.

As we sat there kissing, I managed to turn toward Jan enough so that she was leaning back on the couch and I was a bit more in control. I put my hand up on her breast and felt the hardness of her nipple poking against the thin cotton fabric. Jan's hips rose a bit as I caressed her through the shirt, so I reached up under her top to get a feel of her soft, tanned skin. Jan broke off her kisses and just moaned softly into my neck as I toyed with her nipple and rolled it between my fingers. 

I sat back a little and started to lift up the thin shirt, but Jan sat up and pulled it clear up and off in a flash. She leaned back into the sofa and smiled as she pulled me toward her. 

Jan's nipples were amazing. The soft pink of her breast merged into a deeper pink bull's-eye the size of a half dollar that culminated in a stiff pink nipple as big around as her little finger. As I touched, licked, and kissed her nipples, Jan's hips would rise and soft, short groans would escape from her throat. 

I pulled off my own shirt to feel her skin-to-skin, and when I leaned across her to suck on the far nipple, my chest met hers and our nipples connected. Jan made a small gasp, so as I sucked one nipple I caressed the other with my chest. Her hips started to rise and fall of their own accord and Jan caressed my back as she moaned softly.

Since my left hand was free I slid it slowly up her thigh, and she parted her legs to give me access to her. The seam of the shorts was already warm and moist, so after a moment of caressing her mound through the material I slid my hand under the top of the shorts. Her hair was trimmed into a small, short triangle and her lips were as soft as rose petals. Jan reached down, pulled the shorts off and gave a quick kick to get them off her ankle. Then she spread her legs wide and gave me access to her pussy while kissing me again.

I started nibbling on her neck, worked down to her nipples, kissed a trail down her belly, and kissed the top of her mound. Then I slid myself off the sofa and positioned myself between her open thighs.

If Jan's breasts were amazing, her pussy was astounding. The soft brown triangle above her slit pointed the way to a pair of lips that opened like a small mouth below her clit. As I kissed my way up her thighs I could smell the scent of her sex, and as I kissed her pussy for the first time I could feel the heat of her passion and taste the sweetness of her juices. 

Jan raised her hips to my tongue as I lapped slowly at her slit. She bit her lip and moaned as I used the tip of my tongue to spell her name on her pussy several times, and she gave a small shudder as I slipped a finger into her wetness as I licked her clit. After a few moments of pleasuring her with my finger and my tongue, Jan approached her first orgasm of the afternoon. She began to moan/whimper softly, but increased the volume and the tempo as the swell of her pleasure increased. I used my right hand to reach up and tickle her left nipple while I tongued and fingered her soaking wet sex with my left hand. Her breast was covered in goose-bumps and her breathing got even faster as the climax hit her. 

Jan shuddered and then stiffened as she came. She squeezed my head with her legs, and I could feel the walls of her pussy rhythmically squeezing my finger as well. She went on for spasm after spasm until she stayed rigid for a moment, then she went limp. As I withdrew my finger from her, Jan gave a small spasm then she just lay quietly with her eyes closed for a few moments. Every now and again she would give another shudder, but it was obvious she was well sated for the time being.

After a minute or two Jan opened her eyes and looked at me.

"Wow! I haven't had one like that in a long, long time" she said. The only thing is -- I brought you out here to give you a thank you, and now I owe you two. Give me a minute and we'll see if I can make you feel this good."

We sat and cuddled for a while, then Jan reached up and kissed my neck. 

"My turn," she said. "You just lie back and relax while I give you a smile."

Starting at my neck, Jan kissed her way to my chest, tongued my nipples, then kissed a trail down to the top of my shorts. I slipped off my shoes while Jan undid my shorts and then slid them down my legs and off. Since she had taken my underwear with the shorts, my erection stood up for her to see, and evidently she liked what she saw, because she started to stroke my shaft slowly as she looked into my eyes.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time," she said, "and you're every bit as big as I have hoped you'd be. Now, just enjoy."

Going back to her task in earnest, Jan continued to stroke my erection with one hand and caressed my balls with the other. She kissed my shaft, ran her tongue up from the base to the tip, and teased the underside of the head with the tip of her tongue. All the while she kept up what was becoming an almost maddeningly slow pace stroking my dick. Finally, she put her lips around the head and gradually worked about half of my member into her mouth as she continued stroking me with her hand.

I could feel the hot wetness of her mouth and her tongue playing along the underside of my dick as she stroked away with both her head and her hand. My own breath began to quicken and my hips rose and fell with a mind of their own. The pressure started to build in the head of my cock and I felt my erection swell as my own orgasm worked its way forward. Jan must have felt it too because she increased her pace to match my excitement until I was on the brink coming. 

With the first shot of come, Jan took her mouth off my cock and started rubbing it on her breasts. She squeezed my erupting dick between her hands and one of her stiff nipples as I shot load after load of come. When I was done, she rubbed my dick on her nipple a few more times, kissed my wilting cock, then sat back to show me how much I had come. It was my turn to lie back and catch my breath.

"Why don't you rest while I go clean up a bit," she said. "We can take a break for a drink or something, but the next time you come, it's going to be in me. I've waited for this for a long time, and we only have today to make up for all that lost time."

Jan was, as always, good to her word, but that is for another tale.

A Student Says Thank You Ch. 02



I heard water running in the bathroom off the main area of the basement as Jan cleaned up her breasts from the amazing session of oral sex she had just given me. While she took care of herself, I sat on the couch naked and recuperating from the intensity of the experience -- easily the most intense I had known in years. 

As I leaned back on the couch savoring what I was feeling, Jan emerged from the bathroom and walked over to me. Her breasts bobbled a little as she walked and she had the same mischievous smile that she had given me when she knocked on my classroom window that afternoon. I reveled in watching her as she approached. The firm breasts with their succulent nipples, the delicate swell of her hips and the small triangle of carefully cropped brown hair pointing to her slit were enough to start my motor running again and Jan knew it.

When she sat down to my right on the sofa, I put my arm around her and Jan cuddled in close to me, her breasts caressing my side with their softness and her head rested on chest. We sat there in silence for a moment or two then looked each other in the face and grinned.

"I've been dreaming about doing that for quite a while," she said. "I'm glad I finally got the opportunity to make it come true. It would've been a shame to leave and never know how good we are together."

With that Jan kissed me then stood up, taking my hand. She tugged me to my feet and informed me that some things might be great on the couch, but she really wanted to get me in her bed to have a "really proper session," as she put it.

Jan's bedroom was fairly small, and the bed nearly filled the room. Evidently her parents had bought a new bed after Jan had moved out and put their old queen size bed in her room. When she was not living there the room had served as a guest bedroom, but on this afternoon it belonged entirely to us.

Jan had me help her roll the comforter and top sheet down to the foot of the bed, then she crawled up on the soft white sheets and, lying on her side, faced me as I stood by the bed. She raised her top leg so I could see all of her, and gave me a knowing grin, and asked if I saw anything I liked.

I can honestly say I have never seen a sexier woman, and I told her so. She was stunning.

Jan rolled up on her hands and knees, then angled her hips toward me as she slightly spread her legs. When we had been on the couch I had only seen Jan's pussy while she was lying back and the view, though marvelous, had been pretty restricted. Now I got a totally different look as her outer lips spread slightly and her inner lips opened inviting and pink. She looked back at me with a smile and wiggled her butt a little to tease me, then lowering herself on to one forearm, she reached back between her legs with the other hand and slowly stroked her middle finger down the middle of her open slit and gave a soft giggle as she looked back at me.

I was totally mesmerized. The view was having exactly the result that Jan must have wanted, because I could feel myself growing hard again. Jan kept on stroking herself and watching me then slipped her finger into herself several times for added impact while I stood there watching her and getting harder by the second. As my erection rose to nearly full mast, Jan flipped over, sat up on the bed, and slid over to sit on its edge. 

"Want a taste?" she asked as she held her moistened finger up for me to sample. I took her hand in mine, raised it to my lips, and sucked the tangy sweet juice from her finger while swirling my tongue around her finger tip, trying to mimic the wonderful oral technique she had used on me earlier in the afternoon.

Jan closed her eyes and I reached up to fondle her left nipple while I sucked her finger. Jan reached up and started to caress my balls with one hand, then. she bent her head toward me and used her other hand to guide my erection to her lips. While I continued to suck her fingers and fondle her breast, Jan kissed my hardness and stroked me.

Pulling her fingers from my mouth, Jan opened her eyes and pulled me by the hand the final step toward the bed. I sat down beside her and kissed her again. As our tongues danced Jan seemed to get even hotter as she tasted herself in my mouth.

We continued to kiss as we lay back on the bed, and once again I began to caress Jan's beautiful breasts. Her nipples were already hard, and as I toyed with them her hips curled upward in evident pleasure. When I broke off our kiss and started to tongue the nipple close to me I slipped my free hand down to her open thighs and ran my fingers over her warm, moist lips. I swirled a finger around in her wetness then put it into her an inch or so to sample her heat. Jan raised her hips to me, but I removed my finger and raised it to my lips so she could again watch me taste her sweet juices. 

"Here," she said. "Let's both get a good taste of each other. Scoot up on the bed."

I swung my legs up onto the bed while Jan faced away from me, swung one leg over my chest, and wiggled her hot sex in my face. I moved down a bit so she could get her knees above my shoulders and lower her hot wet slot to my tongue. As I started to lap at her open lips Jan took my erection into her mouth and started to swirl her tongue around the head of my member.

In the past I had never really enjoyed a sixty-nine because as things got more intense it was hard to keep focused on pleasuring my partner, but this was different. The more Jan pleasured me, the more I wanted to pleasure her and as my desire rose, so did Jan's. It was like a circle of energy flowing through both of us and raising the need we both felt to something I had never experienced. 

I ran the tip of my tongue from Jan's nub to the base of her slit then went back and swirled my tongue around her clitoris, making figure eights around the swollen button. Jan groaned her pleasure around my erection, so I continued the pattern on her nubbin for a while then wrapped my lips around it and gently sucked it like a small nipple. Jan's moans around my erection assured me she enjoyed what I was doing, and the vibrations of her moaning shook me to my sexual core. I stuck my tongue into her as far as I could, and Jan moaned again and started pushing her hips back into me , coaxing me to go deeper into her incredibly wet sex.

I could feel the urgency of another orgasm in my groin and Jan must have been in the same situation because she released me from her mouth and twirled around to face me while straddling my hips. Her deep brown eyes looked me right into mine as she positioned herself over the head of my cock and then slid herself down the length of my shaft. As I slipped into her amazing hot wetness, Jan shivered then sat motionless for a few seconds savoring the sensation. She closed her eyes and started to rock back and forth, caressing her clit against my groin. 

Opening her eyes again, Jan raised up slightly and lowered herself back to the point of full insertion. From that point, each stroke that Jan took went a little higher until she was using almost my entire cock each time she slammed down on my shaft. Each time she raised her hips I could see the lips of her pussy slide up my erection, and each time she plunged down to the hilt of my cock the heat and wetness of her desire were renewed. 

Jan put her hands on my chest to keep her balance and I took advantage of the position by twirling her swollen nipples between my thumb and forefinger with increasing pressure until I was actually giving them a pretty good pinch. The firmer the pressure got, the faster Jan pumped up and down gaining momentum toward her own climax.

Jan started making the same moaning/whimpering sound she had made when she came earlier, so I knew she was getting close to her orgasm, and I knew from the pressure in the head of my cock that I was also nearly to my limit to hold back. Once again she looked me in the eyes, but this time there was no smile on her face. This time it was pure lust and pleasure.

"Oh, fuck!" she whisperd, "I really need you to come in me. I've wanted it for so long. Give it to me. Please, please give it to me now!"

With that Jan's hips started to spasm as her climax washed over us both. Her heat and her urgings were enough to burst my own dam and I began to buck into her and my legs began to shake as I filled her with jet after jet of thick white come.

As our orgasms passed Jan straightened her legs and lay on my chest with her head on my shoulder and my deflating erection still inside her. She hugged me close and we lay like that a while. I eventually slipped out of her and our combined juices seeped out of her marvelous pussy. Jan raised her head from my chest, filled me with her big brown eyes and gave me a quick kiss.

"That was amazing!," she said as she rolled off of me onto the bed. "You don't know how many times I wanted this to happen while I lay in bed at night. I dreamed about it before I got married, and I thought about it a lot when I decided to leave that jerk and get back out on my own. In a way I guess it's a graduation present for both of us."

We cuddled for a while on the bed, kissing and caressing as we rested from the afternoon's activity. Eventually Jan sat up on the far side of the bed then got to her feet and walked around to my side. She tugged me to my feet and suggested we both get dressed for a while. She went to her dresser and pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I went out to the main room and pulled on my shorts and shirt as well.

"I'll make us some sandwiches," Jan said as she headed up the stairs. "Sit back and relax while I get them ready. After we eat and cool off a bit we can get ourselves a shower."

That shower was to be one that I will remember for a long, long time.