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An Education

bylove_neverfails©

*All characters are over the age of 18 and out of high school.

To tell you my story, I would have to go back to the beginning. I was a sophomore and he was newly married. He was not the sort of guy that I normally went for; chubby, short, nerdy, and a complete jerk at times. But there was something about him that, from the first time I looked at him, drove me crazy. Even in my inexperience and youth, all I wanted was to be close to him. His mouth, his sexy lisp, everything about him sent me into fantasy overdrive and the more I dreamt about him, the more I started to fall for him. I continued this way for almost another two years as graduation, and my 18th birthday, grew closer.

The first time I came to him was merely a week after graduation, which was subsequently 3 weeks after my 18th birthday, and I was growing restless. I knew it was now or never so I planned everything meticulously. I drew in a deep breath, closed my eyes, and placed my hand on the door handle. As I slowly moved into the room, I heard a low, male chuckle that I had grown to love.

"Can I help you?" he asked. I nodded and smiled because my voice had failed me. I walk across the room to his desk and sit on the edge. I felt his gaze on me, roving up and down, as if there were so much to take in. My shapely legs crossed, I leaned back, and tilted my head like a cat playing with a mouse.

He cleared his throat, looking quite nervous and asked me, "What can I do for you?"

A sexy chuckle escaped my throat as I lean back up to whisper in his ear, "I think you know." I gently nibbled on his earlobe and he let out a soft moan. I felt that there was nothing that would mean more to me than for my first time to be with him. As if having made that decision gave me extra courage, I slid from his desk to straddle his lap.

He put one hand on my hip and the other on the back of my neck to pull my face to his. As his lips met mine for the first time, I felt myself melting down to my core. I let out a soft sigh and he took advantage of the opportunity and I could feel his tongue caressing mine. With each movement, I could feel the arousal growing, from the dampening of my panties to the hardness between my legs. My body seemed to have a mind of its own as my hips began to move against him and my legs tightened around his waist. His hands ran up my body, holding on to the edges of my shirt and pulling it up as he continued his exploration. I ran my nails down his back, causing him to sigh out my name and beg to bury himself inside me.

I pulled my hands away from him long enough to remove my bra. Instantly, his hands cupped my breasts, tweaking my nipples, and groaning before he captured one in his mouth. My breath caught and I found myself calling out to a God I wasn't sure existed. He released one breast long enough to inch up my skirt and touch me through my panties. He slowly inserted one finger, then two inside me until he felt the barrier that kept me on the boundaries of womanhood. He gently told me to stand and helped me to my feet, as I felt that my legs would give out. He removed the rest of my clothing and removed his before sitting back down. Placing me back on his lap, he whispered that this will only hurt for a moment.

Taking another deep breath, I felt the tip of him edging into me and I lowered myself in a failed attempt to get through the pain. I whimpered as I took him in; my body experiencing a million sensations all at that moment. He put his hands on my hips, guiding me through until I began to feel a deep ache. I instinctively moved harder and faster to get to something I'd never experienced before. Arching my back, I moaned as I slowed my movements, just to keep him inside me. But I felt him about to burst so I picked the pace back up and ran my hands from where our bodies connected, up to my breasts to play with my nipples, and into my hair, making him moan and hold my sweaty body to his. I leaned down to kiss him as I felt the first waves of my orgasm crushing down on me. I whimpered and he pistoned into me, feeling his own pleasure.

Once the room stopped spinning, I lifted my head from his shoulder and smiled at him with the look of a fully satisfied woman.

"I'm glad you chose me to be your first. I feel very flattered," he said, breaking the silence.

"Well, to be honest, I wanted my first time to be with someone I loved," I said, lowering my eyes. He lifted my face back to his and looked into my green eyes for what felt like an eternity.

I'm still not sure what he saw in there but it must have pleased him because he took me in front of his desk again, leaving us both with amazing memories.

I'd love to tell you that this story has a happy ending and perhaps, someday, it will. For now, though, I still wish for those few afternoons when he was mine.

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