2 comments/ 39375 views/ 0 favorites My Former Student By: purdie2 Last week, I ran into a former student of mine. When I taught her, she had returned to college after having seen her son enter elementary school. At that time, she was about 28 years old, very pretty, great body, enticing smile, and terrific personality. Her name was Bea (still is). Bea was a Polish girl who was full of life and knew how to attract a guy's attention. Maybe it was because she always left the top two buttons of her blouse undone so she could show the swells of her beautiful tits. Even when she didn't wear a blouse, she wore a loose top that gave a view of her cleavage. Bea was hot, hot, hot! Well, I went into a store, and there she was. I went over to her and we both hugged each other and kissed on the cheek. "Finally!" she said. "I get to see you again. Where have you been?" I filled her in just a bit then said, "What time do you get off for lunch?" and she said "In less than an hour. Why don't you come back here and we can go to that cafe across from here." I told her than I would be back at twelve, then left the store. We went for lunch and got caught up on a lot of stuff; and from the course of our conversation, I had a feeling that we could have more than lunch if I pursued this properly. At the end of the hour she said she had to get back to work, and I told her I would go back with her since I didn't do my shopping when I was in her store the first time. We stepped outside the door and started across the street with her holding my arm, squeezing me close to her. After I chose my leather jacket; and before we went to the cash register, we were back by the change rooms out of the sight of others in the store. She was standing so close to me that I could feel her tits rubbing up against my arm. I was finished my shopping; and before heading to the front of the store I said, "Bea, can I kiss you?" She said, "You can do anything you want to me." I chuckled at this and replied, "What I want to do to you, I can't do right here." "Well then, find a place. And just what is it you want to do? she asked. "Let me see. I think I'll begin by going down on you. How does that sound?" I teased. "If you like to lick pussy as much as I like to suck dick, then we're in for a good time. But, I don't think there's a place to do this, is there?" I told her about my looking after my brother's condo while he is away until the end of April and that my wife is going on a shopping trip with our daughter and two other ladies for the weekend and were leaving in the morning. She said, "Are you serious? I have tomorrow off. Want to get together then? I said, "Sure. I'll go home and do some tongue exercises just for you. Here's my business car. The address is on the front, but I'll put my private e-mail address on the back. You can write anytime and anything because no one has access to it. What time?" "I'm so fucking horny right now that I might have to take a finger break after you leave." then she scanned the store, reached down and grabbed my cock for about three seconds then let go. "Oooh that feels so good. I love cock so much that I could drop down and suck you off right here, but I think I'd better wait. Come on, let's go check out. How about ten or ten-thirty tomorrow." She leaned into me and we gave each other a short kiss on the lips. I was walking behind her admiring her ass—what a sexy walk! "Nice ass" I said quietly to her. "Thanks. Yours isn't too bad either. I checked it out earlier." The next morning, Bea came to the condo wearing a red v-neck sweater and a pair of tight black slacks that highlighted her fantastic ass. I met her at the door and we immediately embraced. I put my arms around her, then let my hands drop down and I held her ass as I pulled her into me. We stopped kissing long enough for her to say, "I can feel your cock pressing into my pussy. Fuck, it doesn't take you long to get ready. Can I suck you now? she said as she held onto my cock. "I just love cock-sucking and the feel of having one slide in an out of my mouth like I was being fucked. I absolutely loved the taste of cum." I didn't want to do it right then because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get hard again for quite a while. I told her to wait for a bit while we play with each other. Then I slipped my hands up under her sweater and found her braless tits with hard nipples just waiting to be fondled. She lifted her arms up and took off her sweater. "Fuck, Bea, your tits are marvellous." I said, then leaned down to suck on then. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to see them when you were my student." "You're kidding?" she exclaimed. "I didn't even think you noticed me and my tits then. I tried and tried to tease you my leaving my shirt open or by bending down so you could see them, but you never made a move. As a matter of fact, there were days that I even undid an extra button to show you more with the hope that you would get a hard-on that I could see from a distance. You have no idea of how much I wanted you then and would have done anything for me. I never knew you were interested in me at all. I had quite a crush on you then, but I thought you'd be too straight for me to make a move, and you certainly didn't." I explained to her that I had sneaked peeks down her blouse and shirt at every opportunity but had to be careful I didn't get caught. "I wasn't aware that you were cock-teasing me then but I couldn't take a chance of getting fired or being charged with sexual harrassment." She said she understood. "Let's go to the bedroom. I've got to have your cock somewhere in me and I don't care where." We went into the bedroom and I gently pushed her down on the bed then reached up and undid her pants and slid them down. She raised her ass up and pulled her panties down at the same time revealing a sweet shaved pussy. I immediately got on the bed, slid down between her legs and pulled them over my shoulders and buried my face in her pussy and began to work it with my tongue. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. Suck me hard. Fuck me with your tongue. Lick my clit. Here, let me open it wide for you." and with that, she spread her pussy lips wide open so I could eat all the sweet pink meat I wanted. I felt her hand go down between my face and her pussy and I knew she was playing with her clit as I sucked her. I slipped one hand under her ass and found her hole. As I slid my hand up and down her crack, she started screaming at me. "Oh fuck this is sooo good. Finger my ass. Suck my cunt. Give it all to me. I'm going to cum any minute." she said. As I shook my face across her pussy, I began a slow, gentle fucking motion of my finger. She responded by grabbing my head and pushing it hard into her cunt as she bucked her body up and down all the time yelling, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Fuck me. I'm cumming now. Suck my pussy harder. Finger my ass faster. Here I cum." and with that, she almost smothered me as she pushed my face further into her pussy. I could feel her juices running out and down my face as she orgasmed once, then again. "Man, do you ever know how to suck pussy. It has been ages since I had two orgasms in a row and this is our first time. Come on up on the bed. I want to suck your cock and taste your cum." She said. "How about I tittie-fuck you while you suck me, Bea," I suggested. "Tittie-fuck? Does that mean what I think it means?" she asked. I said, "Yeah, I put my dick between your tits, you squeeze them around my dick; I fuck you up and down while you lower your mouth to suck as much of me as you can. Want to try it?" "Sure. I've never done it before, so let's give it a try." I straddled her sides and we positioned ourselves to begin our new journey. Her tits were big, but my cock was too short to protrude from her tits to her mouth. However, she stuck her tongue out and tasted the end of my dick each time I thrusted upward. "I love this. I can taste just enough of your precum to make me want to swallow all of you. Move up further and put your cock into my mouth. I told you I love cock-sucking, and getting just a little of it just isn't the same." I moved up so that my knees were almost pinning her shoulders to the bed, but she had enough freedom to finger herself as she was sucking me. "What a beautiful sight, Bea. You are a gorgeous cocksucker. Suck me, Baby. Lick my head and my balls. Let me fuck your mouth, you cock-sucking beauty. Suck me, Honey." I just couldn't stop encouraging her with my trash-talking; and I know she was enjoying it because she was pulling me tighter and tighter into her face. I don't know how long this lasted, but I know it must have been about twenty minutes before I pulled away from her face. I was going to cum but I didn't want to right now. "Stop sucking me, Bea. I don't want to cum just yet. I want to fuck you. Are you ready?" "Are you nuts? I was ready when I walked in the door. Let's doggie-fuck." She said. She got on all fours on the bed and I played with her ass-slit with my cock just to get us both warmed up. She loved that! "I don't want you to fuck my ass, but you know what I really, really like? I love it when someone cums in my ass without penetrating me. You know, just lets the cum dribble down my ass. Fuck, I love that feeling." She says We fucked for quite a while, and taking her from behind was a terrific experience. I had all of her cunt at my disposal; and with long, hard strokes we were in second heaven. It got to the point where I just had to cum. "Bea, I'm going to cum now. Do you still want me to cum in your ass?" "Oh fuck, yes. Shoot your cum in me. Give it to me Honey, then let me clean your cock off." That was all I needed to hear to move back and position my cock at her slit. I held my cock with one hand as I held open her ass with the other, then let it go. I no sooner shot my load when she flipped over and gobbled my cock and cleaned off the cum. "I loved every minute of this, and I loved being with you more than I thought I would. I don't get this kind of loving at home, so I am hoping that we can be fuck-buddies. Can we?" she asked. "Bea, I'd be your fuck-buddy anytime. We have until the end of April to use my brother's place and we can meet almost anytime. The neighbors are far enough away that they won't know what's going on; and since my wife works downtown either every afternoon or every evening, I know we can set up some suck-and-fuck sessions. By the way, I love being with you; and even if this didn't happen today, I know I would have found a reason for going to your store just to see you. You are everything I hoped you would be. Thanks, Baby. It was almost mid-afternoon by this time and she had to leave to be at home before her son got off the bus. We didn't have time for a shower, but we did clean each other up, then kissed and hugged our good-byes with plans for repeats. That night, I got an e-mail from her thanking me for such a good time and ended it with, "By the way, I still had cum leaking out of me when I got in the shower. I used it to lube up my pussy as I finger-fucked myself thinking of you. It's a distant second-best, though. Lots of love to you. Bea." My Former Student For a few years, both in college and after, I was a private music instructor at several of the local schools. Saxophone was my specialty. I would travel from school to school giving music lessons. After a few years I decided to give it up because it was a hard way to make a living, and honestly it provided no social life. I needed to be around people my own age more often. It was mostly junior high kids, and while I liked some of them, I much preferred teaching the high schoolers. They were more mature and usually better musicians, though not always. I was constantly getting calls to take on more students, and if I could work them in my cramped schedule I would usually take them on. About mid-year I got a call from a high school saying that they had two students who needed lessons and they couldn't find any other teacher. It happened that I could work them in fairly easily, but it also meant that I had to get up before the butt crack of dawn to do the lessons at 7:15 in the morning. Anyway, I get to the school for the first time and meet the students. Apparently they are both seniors and neither had had any kind of lessons before which does not bode well for their playing abilities. The first kid had no promise, but I taught him nonetheless – after all it was money coming in. Then I met the second student. Her name was Amanda, and she was definitely different. Her playing was so-so, but she had ambition to make music a career. It was her appearance that got me though. She was tall, slender, with long brown hair that reached her waist. Not your classic beauty, but there was something I liked. It was probably the fact that she was a complete goth. Black makeup, boots, and fishnet sleeves, which I could only assume was part of an entire fishnet outfit (which I would have love to have seen). I had overheard some of my other students mentioning her and calling her "vampire girl." Now you would think from my straight-laced demeanor that I wouldn't have been interested in a girl like this, but you would be wrong. There is something about the whole goth look that I find entirely hot. The odd thing about Amanda was she didn't have the goth attitude of morbid sullenness, instead she was bubbly and effervescent. Anyway, as she was my student, I was on a strict hands-off policy. I know teachers who have done things, and I would never want to compromise my job or my ability to not be in prison. She wasn't a great player by any means. In fact she was one of the worst seniors I had ever taught, but she truly loved music and her goal was to attend the prestigious music school in the area to become a band director. I helped her as much as I could by challenging her to harder and harder music. All the while, I kept dropping hints that she might want to peruse other options as the life of a musician isn't an easy one. Coupling that with her seeming lack of talent on her instrument, I felt like she should really look into other areas. Amanda just laughed at these suggestions and said she was going to do it come hell or high water. You have to admire the persistence of that girl. Eventually she did get accepted into that school as a provisional music student. She would have to show the professors there how much she could improve in the next year or so before she was fully accepted into the program. Fast forward a few years. Amanda and I have stayed in touch, albeit at random short intervals. I follow her progress through college and hear how her playing is going. She would call me up randomly to tell me what was going on in her life. I was hoping that these calls might be a little more than just visiting. I sensed a little bit of flirtation in those chats. It wouldn't be the first time a student had a crush on a teacher. We became friends on Facebook. I think I was the one who friended her first. It may just be that kind of creepy teacher-student thing, but I communicated with several of my students that way, in fact with some it is how we arranged lessons. Out of the blue one day, she called me up. We had a nice chat, but this time she had a purpose. It turns out that she was selling knives for some marketing company. I think this company suckers in a lot of broke college kids for what is basically a telemarketing job. Anyway, we talk about the knives and she wants to know if she can come over and give me a demonstration. I obviously didn't need any knives, but I obliged, mostly to catch up with her. We arranged a day and time for her to come over and peddle her wares. So I clean up my place before she arrives. Hey, I'm a single guy who lives alone; I don't get female visitors that often, so the place wasn't in that great of shape. Particularly I need to focus on the kitchen as that is where the demonstration will take place. My place looks good afterwards. Amanda shows up pretty much right on time. She looks good. She is dressed like a business woman, a nice blouse, and hot, form fitting pants. I can still see the trace of goth through the obviously required attire. We chit-chat and she shows me how great the knives are. I had one that was given to me by a former college roommate that I liked and used pretty often, but I was in no way going to buy anymore, unless these knives gave blow-jobs that is. We were standing close to each other in my kitchen. Our roles were reversed. She was now the teacher and I was the student. She finishes her presentation by cutting a penny in half. Impressive, but I'm still not going to buy any damn knives. The whole time we are both making crude jokes, some sexual in nature. I remember her attitude towards these from my days of teaching her and proceed with abandon in making double entendres and suggestions. This makes the event light hearted and takes any of the seriousness of the knives away. She finishes up and packs her knives away. As she is saying her goodbyes we give each other a big hug. This is the kind of hug I don't get too often; there was something in it. All of a sudden, she raises her head and kisses me on the lips. Not being one to miss such a rare opportunity I kiss back. "God, I've wanted to do that for a long time," she says. To which I reply, "me too." After that we are wordless and begin to explore each others bodies. I unbutton her blouse slowly while she rips of my shirt. As I remove her top I notice that she isn't wearing a bra. Not that she needs one. She proudly calls her tiny titties "raisins" after an episode of South Park that she particularly likes. Standing next to me topless I notice something that makes me harder than Chinese algebra. The damn girl has gone and gotten her nipples pierced. Oh lord how I love the look of a girl with nipple rings. I take one into my mouth and gently play with it. Biting it, licking it, and tugging at it with my teeth. The other one I fondle with a free hand. She moans as I do this. I begin to explore her slim body with my mouth. She tastes perfect. There is a hint of sweat glistening all over her pale skin. The fine hairs all over her body are erect. She is completely turned on. I pick her up and plop her down on my couch. I pull down those tight pants to reveal the thong underneath. I always suspected that she was a dirty girl and the thong proved it. The thong comes off, and I proceed spread her legs apart. I stroke her inner thighs and I watch how that smooth skin reacts to my touch. I start kissing her toes and gradually work my way up her long slender leg. As the top of the leg I reach my goal, her pussy. She is completely bald down there and glistening with her juices. I begin to lap up those juices. I give her long slow stokes with my tongue followed by more vigorous tongue probing. It is one of the sweetest tastes I've ever had. I bring in a finger and slowly insert it into her moist opening. I curl it up to slowly start massaging her G-spot. I hit it. I can tell from her moans she enjoys that so I bring in a second finger which she seems to like even more. I am now working her G-spot with my fingers and her clit with my tongue. I stay down there, looking up at her always to see her eyes closed in a blissful look. I take my cues from her moaning and breathing. I listen for the sound of her impending orgasm. She comes. I'm still going at her though; she deserves more than one after all. I only stop when she tells me that she wants me inside of her. I graciously oblige. I take off my pants to reveal my cock. She is very happy by the sight of it. It has been hard ever since we first hugged, and I'm sure she felt it then. She takes my cock in her hand and gives it a few strokes in approval. I lower myself over her and place the head at the tip. She doesn't need any extra lube as she is dripping at this point. I push past her lips and enter into her depths. Our pubic bones meet, and I stay there for a minute just feeling me inside of her. I am fucking one of my students. My thrusts start out slow. I know I gradually want to build up the tempo for a rousing climax. She moans all the while. We stare deep into each others eyes. I can tell from the look in her eyes that she had wanted this since she was in high school. I think I would have obliged her request then had I know of it. She bites her lower lip. I can tell that I am doing something right. All of a sudden she speaks up and whispers that she wants to be on top now. Who am I to deny this request? She is sitting on me now grinding away. Her long hair is flowing with every move she makes. I am staring at those nipple rings and flicking them with my fingers at random intervals just to hear her moan. Her snake-like motion is intoxicating. I am about ready to blow my load. I tell her this and she smiles. She proceeds to get off of me and down in front of me to take my swollen cock into her mouth. While she can't get all of it in she makes her best effort. It feels wonderful. Her tongue is doing tricks with the tip that just about drive me over the edge. Then she tells me "I want you to cum in my mouth." These words are what I needed to finish the job. I unload everything I have into her eager mouth. She swallows the whole load like it is the tastiest thing she has ever tasted. She looks up at me with a child-like grin wanting to know if she had done a good job. I pull her next to me and our naked bodies embrace. I whisper in her ear "you are wonderful."