Teacher's Pet Ch. 01byprimetime73©
"So did you ever see Hector again?" I asked.
"I thought about it. I even went back in one night and gently asked some of the girls if he was still working there but they said he got in trouble for being late or something so his work release privileges were taken." She then added, "I guess my pussy put him back in jail."
"I guess so." I agreed. "It was probably worth it."
"You think so?" She smiled a bit coyly, "Mr. Dreeson, are you hitting on me?"
I froze, hoping she wouldn't move the blanket off my waist hiding my total hard on. "Taylor why are you telling me all this?"
"Because, if you haven't figured it out yet, I want to be perfectly clear how much I like sex. That I can get a bit crazy at times, especially when it comes to taking a risk and that i don't care about doing an older man." As she explained she crossed from the ottoman over and straddled my lap, sitting up on her knees. Instinctively my hand went to her bare thighs. I thought about moving them off her but she just leaned forward putting her hands on the back of the couch on either side of my head giving me a clear shot down her deep V neck a the bare inner half of each breast. The hard nipples poked out of the thin fabric just beyond the exposed flesh. For some reason I moved my head just enough to catch one nipple in my mouth and let my tongue flick the rough fabric and tease her. Taylor leaned back and instead of getting up she took my hands up her thighs and abdomen until she was using my hands to squeeze her firm ripe tits under the shirt. Her hips rose a bit as she ground against me a jutted her tits out making sure I was free to squeeze them together, up , down, and under the thin shirt. The firm springiness of her tits amazed me. Each dense balloon regained shape and form quickly after kneading and hung perfectly, nearly touching one another. After only a few minutes of working her warm tits, she leaned forward and whispered, "Do you want to fuck me Mr. Dreeson?"
Her bluntness surprised me. I didn't even bother to try and correct her calling me Mr. Dreeson, "Taylor, I don't know..." My mind raced after years of conditioning not to get aroused by young women, or let them manipulate me with sexual advances but Taylor wasn't a student. She was a 20 something college student who apparently enjoyed sex, and may or may not have already molested me in my sleep.
"We're all alone Steve," she purred, whisking her shirt over her head and moving her hands up her bare ribs and over her round tits, "and I've always fantasized about getting fucked by a big cock."
Her pink nipples stood in contrast to the bit of white skin that showed her swim top outline. Each areola was perfectly round and centered with the eraser nipple itself standing at attention. I leaned in to suck each one as Taylor gripped my head. Our foreplay didn't last much longer as she helped me stand up and pulled my boxers over my perpendicular cock. She laughed almost gleefully as the long think member bounced in her face before she ran a hand up it sending shockwaves through me. "It's just as I imagined. I can't even close my hand around it."
I looked down noticing her fingertips well away from the base of her hand as she gripped my girth, slowly sliding up all 8 1/2 and probably today, 9 inches. I knew from experience how excited some women get when they realize how big my cock is. Taylor stood up leaving her tiny panties on the floor and moved back on to my lap, grinding her now bare pussy against me letting the underside of my cock saw between the folds of her labia and lubricate itself with her juices. I was surprised for some reason her pussy wasn't bare. A small brown patch of fur remained like a head of hair above her clit before becoming stubble and smooth skin toward the tan line of her bottoms. "Don't worry, I'm on the pill. I don't want to make you try and stretch a condom over that monster. I just want to feel it all."
She finally rose up on her knees and tried to guide me into her damp opening. I knew she wasn't ready yet and steadied her with one hand on her hip while running the fat head of my cock around her opening. I could tell she was tight, tighter than Christy after years of my cock. I flipped my hand over and slid one then two fingers inside her working the lubrication from her pussy and my pre cum around. With my two fingers holding her open I finally started sliding my head and the first inch inside her letting her settle her weight as I removed my hands to her hips. A small gasp came out of her lungs as she slowly stretched her pussy open letting me in an inch at a time. She leaned forward so her stomach was pressed against my chin and her tits where on my head as she tried to lower gently onto my rigid pole. I gripped her ass, pulling it and by extension her pussy apart as she felt comfortable enough to start riding up and down, taking about half my cock straight up into her. Her tits bounced on my forehead and her quick breaths as she let me help guide her up and down produced a nice rhythm. Her pussy was so tight even the wet juices didn't leak much because of the tight seal around my cock, her lips just pushed the wetness bit further each time like a squeegee letting her take a bit more inside. After months of forced celibacy I wasn't surprised when I started to feel the volcano building. I tried to fight Taylor off me but she was intent on riding my thick cock and the first jet of cum released inside her before she started to let me lift her high enough to get my cock out. A second jet fired just inside her before I popped out and finished the rest on her small brown bush creating a sticky mess of it.
"Sorry Taylor. It's been a long time." I tried to explain.
"Don't worry." She promised. "I think I needed the extra lube for the next one right." She added before sliding over on the couch to bend down and lick my wet cock. Her small hands stroked as she pumped my half hard cock hard again into her mouth. After a few strokes and sucks I was getting hard again. Taylor licked the underside of my cock from by balls to the tip before taking just the head in her mouth again teasing with her tongue.
"You know I don't normally suck guys off after sex, this only the second time I've ever tasted myself." She explained before swallowing more of my cock, pushing her limits to see how much she could take in her throat before I was too rigid to bend at all. When she pulled back off a heavy gob of saliva and cum dripped from her lower lip back onto my head.
She used her hand to wipe the lubricating fluid down the length of me holding just a mouthful of cock while she stroked me completely hard.
Not wanting to let myself cum before getting another shot at her pussy, I moved her over to the ottoman. Taking the cue she lay on her back, legs spread, still a bit of cum oozing out of her pussy. Entering her this time was a bit easier. Her position and added lube let me push about 7 inches in before she moaned and made me stop. I used a three of my fingers to mark a depth gauge for my self and began pumping into her until my finger hit her labia signaling she was loose enough to go balls deep. I put my left hand in the center of her chest and let her tits sway on either side while I pressed down gently holding her in place while thrusting into her. Taylor seemed to be really enjoying it, trying to lift her legs and lock her ankles behind me while I drove in and out. Eventually, she tried to sit up on her elbows and look down between her swaying tits to see my pole splitting her open. Her bottom lip sucked in and flubbered back out as she exhaled in time with my thrusts. Her eyes squinted and the look of total concentration as she tried to control her breathing and by extension pleasurable pain told me she all I needed to know about how big my cock felt inside her. The moaning increased from a short whimper to a deeper longer groan as I started giving her an inch more of cock. The grip I had on the base of my cock let my first knuckle rub her pussy just a bit with every thrust and soon she had her hand down running two fingers on either side of my cock, enchanting her friction and targeting her clit.
"Fuck me Mr. Dreeson. Fuck me Mr. Dreeson. Oh, God yessss, fuck me." She moaned as her hands roved, tugging at her tits, rubbing her pussy and sucking her own fingers while I steadily drove in and out, on my knees aimed perfectly at her opening. Her head flopped back and her hips attempted to squirm forward to meet me letting the waves of orgasm pass over her. Her spastic pussy was gushing fluids, leaving my balls and upper thighs nearly dripping.
In the midst of her demands I opened my eyes and saw a shocked Jared standing there watching us.
He caught my eye and explained, "I waited as long as I could but I gotta go to work."
Another man's voice startled Taylor and stopped her writhing as we both froze. Taylor arched her back angling her head to see who was there and covered her tits with her hands. "Shit. Jared. What are you doing here?"
"I spent the night remember? I helped you guys home and I stayed with Lara last night."
My cock was still buried in Taylor's pussy until she rolled off and tried to grab the blanket to cover, leaving me on my knees with 9 inches of wet hard cock resting on their ottoman.
"You can't tell anyone what you saw here." Her voice and eyes pleaded. "Dalton can never know. Hell, Lara can never know. Promise me."
"Yeah, yeah. I won't say anything. You can keep your star QB boyfriend. I won't tell anyone you were fucking our old history teacher in the living room."
I felt like a busted teenager myself wondering what people would say if word got out about me having sex with a former student, wondering if my job would be safe.
"I'm not kidding Jared. Don't say anything to Lara. You know she can't keep a secret." Taylor demanded.
My mind was working on the situation when a lightning bolt of inspiration hit me. I don't know how much was the hangover, the high of sex, the amount of blood in my cock instead my brain but I blurted out, "I know how to ensure Jared doesn't tell Lara."
"How?" Taylor asked.
"Easy. Make it a situation he won't want to tell her about. And what is one thing any guy won't tell his girlfriend about? Another girl sucking his dick."
"And who are we going to get to do that?" She asked not quite letting the situation sink in.
"You are." I nodded at her.
"Oh No. No, no, no." Taylor shot back.
"Think about it. He won't say anything or Lara dumps him. If he does say anything and leaves out his part you bust him to Lara, I mean you'll already be under the bus at that point. Hell if he tells people you sucked his dick while I was fucking you people probably won't believe any of the story and you're off the hook."
Jared stood motionless and quiet. I knew he was kind off a nerd in high school and Taylor was orders of magnitude hotter than his girlfriend. I was pretty sure he would go for it.
"I can't just suck him off." Taylor lamented.
"Sure you can." I leaned over and whispered in her ear letting my hands run up and cup one breast still feeling the heat and arousal from our sex. "You told me you like to get crazy sometimes. Do the unexpected, be a little naughty. What could be naughtier than blowing your roomies boyfriend in the living room while your old teacher fucks you with a huge cock?"
She giggled a bit, "You are terrible. It's the truth but it's so... so..."
"Slutty, hot, deplorable... Shall I go on?" I filled in for her. I don't know what made me so brazen with her suddenly, maybe just the reaction I was getting while fucking her. She seemed so uninhibited and lustful and I wanted to see how far she would go.
"Fine." She agreed. "Jared, if I suck you off, you can't say shit to anyone about this. Right?"
"No problem. My lips are sealed." He hastily agreed and started dropping his pants.
Taylor moved to the edge of the ottoman, sitting with her back to me and began sucking his soft cock. She left the blanket around her waist holding it up with one hand covering herself while she worked him hard, head bobbing while he just stood motionless.
She stopped briefly, "You fucked Lara this morning didn't you?"
"Yeah, I did before she left for work."
"I can taste pussy on your cock." Taylor explained before continuing her work. I could tell she was trying to get it over and was going as fast as she could stroking and sucking much harder and faster than she had with me but understandable given my size as well.
"Are you ever going to fucking cum?" She asked annoyed.
"I already came once this morning. Just keep going I'll get there." Jared explained still frozen in a tense pose, almost surprised at what was happening.
"Taylor why don't you drop that blanket and let him play with your tits a little. That might help him relax and enjoy it a bit." I advised, partially just because I wanted to see her tits again myself, not sure how many opportunities I had in front of me.
Jared tentatively slid a hand inside the blanket, running up and down a bit between her tits. Taylor's hand holding the blanket in place relaxed and let it fall down concentrating on using her other to pump his cock in her mouth. Jared was getting more turned on, bending his knees so Taylor could take his entire hard shaft in her mouth and he could thrust forward gently fucking her throat. His arousal giving him confidence, he put one hand on her head and guided her down building speed until Taylor came up for air, letting tendrils of saliva and pre-cum hang from her mouth. "God you are so fucking hot Taylor," he complimented, "I can't believe this is really happening."
"Just remember this never really happened right?" She warned before slurping his cock in her mouth again. She ran a hand up his inner thigh cupping his balls, gently tugging them trying to will him to cum.
I wanted in on the action my self so I whispered to Taylor I wanted her on all fours on the ottoman. Taking a break from sucking Jared, she hopped up with her knees on the edge and scooted back with her ass towards me. Jared surprised us all with his new found confidence by reaching out and lifting a handful of each of Taylor's tits squeezing them to his mouth sucking the nipples bit and rolling the flesh while she tried to position herself. I thought she might push him away but she let him have his fun, and remained standing on her knees as he fulfilled his fascination with her tits. Her hands briefly reached up and ran through his hair as her head tilted back, enjoying the attention. I was sure he had probably fantasized about them more than once as she paraded around the apartment. Finally he stood straight again and aimed his hard cock toward her with his hand, signaling he was ready for more head.
As soon as Taylor dropped back down to her hands Jared's cock was in her mouth again. This time though he had raise up on his tip toes for her to go down his shaft from her doggy position on the ottoman while he stood at her head. I gripped her hip and guided an inch of cock into her. She pushed back a bit taking another inch and them made a gasping sound as I went half way in while Jared's cock muffled the sound from her throat. Jared fucked her face and in turn pushed her back onto my cock. I knew I couldn't pound her like before or she'd never finish Jared off. I was turned on seeing this former cock tease taking dick from either end, sucking a guy she probably barely talked to in high school and getting stretched by her old teacher from behind. My ex wife's prize cheerleader milking two cocks.
Jared came with a groan. Taylor pushed his cock out of her mouth, letting the cum run down her chin. I took the signal to begin fucking her from behind at a much harder pace. Jared remained watching as I pounded her until Taylor hissed he had received his payment and should go. Her tits bounced forward slapping each other under her chin and the deep mewling moans came again. I was giving her every inch I had, stretching her pussy and feeling the deep recesses give way with each thrust. I hit her cervix once causing a yelp of pain. With the limit set I just deep fucked her for what seemed like 15 minutes but was really only about five. Jared pulled his pants up, tucked in his shirt and backed toward the door, watching us the whole way out.
I finally came in one pulsating blast that I swear lifted my balls against gravity. Slowly I pulled out of her, feeling the walls of her pussy contract as I left, until my head popped out with a trail of white gooey cum. Taylor's pussy hung open a bit stretched and unable to immediately close, dripping fluid from each of us. She rolled onto her side pulling her knees together and up almost fetal.
"I take back what I said earlier." She huffed, exhausted.
"What's that?" I asked collapsing back on the couch.
"About Hector being the hardest I'd ever been fucked. This blows it away and it's not even close."
"Glad I didn't disappoint."
"No, not even close to a disappointment. I am so glad I got your pants off last night and peeked so I knew what I wanted this morning."
"What about Dalton?" I asked, realizing she had a boyfriend and not sure what this meant.
"What about him? I think we established I don't want him to know and I really had fun today and I hope you did too."
"I had a great time, fantastic even, I just hadn't had sex in a while so I'm not sure how to proceed here or if you want to see me again..."
"Aww, you want to see me again?" She teased. "I might be persuaded to hook up again, I'll call you, but right now I gotta get cleaned up and freshen this place up so it doesn't reek of sex when Lara gets home."
"Agh, one last question, where is my car?" I asked.
Taylor laughed, "About 3 blocks away. I only live a few blocks from where we started last night, your walk of shame will only last in 5 minutes."