An Unlikely Encounter Ch. 03

Christ, what are you? Horny or pissed? Fucking teenage hormones... Was I ever this crazy?

She brought her knees up and pulled her skirt a little bit to give her access. Her eyes closed, breaking our stare, as she brought the toy down between her legs. My mouth just went dry as I looked on. I couldn't easily see how she was using it, and she didn't have much reaction to begin with. I gawked around the room again, at the door, at the clock...How long have her parents been here? I should have been paying more attention...

She started making little huffs through her nose. Her head rolled into one of her shoulders, her face getting a more concentrated look on it. Now I couldn't look away from her.

Her eyes opened and glared right at me. "I usually... start with a picture of you-mm...and then I- I close my eyes and imagine the r-rest..."

I just stared.

"I've imagined-oh!"her body jerked up in a quick motion, and her face screwed up in a concentrated look. She got a hold of herself and refocused on me, "...imagined what it'd be like... us together in my room...ahh...it was better than I- than I fantasized." She let the last word come out slowly.

"Christ," I muttered under my breath.

"How do- how do you do it when you- when you... think about me?"

My mouth opened but I just exhaled a sigh of disbelief.

"Come on... I told you... It isn't-oh...isn't like we'refuckingor anything..."

I heard the steady hum from under her skirt suddenly become just a little bit louder. Her face reddened and she ground her teeth together with her lips parted. "Autumn... you are terrible..." My hands gripped the edge of her bed as I sat, growing hot as I watched my student masturbate. My erection was starting to become extremely uncomfortable.

"Huh... what are you talking a-ah...about? You did this tome!..."her legs squeezed together on the last syllable and her butt rose off the ground just a little bit. I could tell her hips were rolling in tiny circles, moving to the pleasure on their own. She took in a deep, shaky breath and sighed out, her mouth hanging open."GodI am so turned on right now."

I couldn't help myself. One of my hands moved to my shorts and gripped myself through the material. She noticed. "I always thought you'd-uhm...be faster... easier but- ah-you take your time and it's so," she muffled a squeak and tensed her legs again, "so sexy... God on my- when you were kissing my breasts I-fuck!"

She clenched her eyes and squeezed her legs as closed as she could. Her free hand shot up to her chest and grabbed her breast, squeezing it suddenly and forcefully. She only made earnest gasps for a few moments, then relaxed a little bit. I didn't notice I'd started to shove my shorts down and already had a hand down my boxers.

"At least-ah-come down here and- and kiss me..."

Did she really just come? Seriously?I was pretty sure she turned the vibrator back down, because it wasn't so obvious to hear anymore. Then again, I might have just gone into animalistic tunnel vision watching her...

"Please... You know how I get when-mmm...when I come... I gotta- I just have to- to kiss you and..." her eyes fluttered closed and she interrupted herself with a heavy swallow and moan. "Shit! I need to kiss-you- and-lick -you- and-kiss-you-and-please!"Her words jumbled together in a rapid beg.

She wasn't playing a game this time.She's really begging... she really wants it.I stopped pulling at my cock and took a deep breath.

"Come on I- I- I think I can one more time..." she panted.

I slid onto the floor next to her almost immediately. I can only take so fuckin' much. If you could've seen her... Shit, you could see her skin starting to shine from her excitement. A thin mist of sweat along her arms... between her breasts, down her tummy.Oh god I want between those legs... How wet is she *really*?

We were side by side, and she was all but panting from her excitement. I put my left arm around her back and pulled her into me; she spread her legs back apart and put her right one between mine. My free hand impulsively grabbed at her thigh and squeezed.

She made a pleased little squeak and nuzzled her head harder into my neck. "Yeah...yeah..." she breathed quietly.

I moved my fingers all the way up her leg, brushing them along the most sensitive parts of her skin. She trembled and pulled the vibrator away.

"Don't stop," I growled without thinking.

"Oh god, please just- just touch me... I- I... can't believe how many times I can- can come with you..."

I lifted my grip off her leg and grabbed her hand, gently bringing it back to the top of her slit, guiding by touch. From my vantage point, I couldn't really see much between her legs; her skirt still blocked my view. But something about that just made it better... Somehow more sudden, more passionate.

Her whole body gasped once we found her clit. I held her there for a moment, making sure she wouldn't move back off, then dropped my hand down off of hers. My ring and index finger pressed lightly against her opening. I thought I would have to be gentle, butfuck, she was already so wet.

"Oh yes- yes..." she moaned. She tilted her head against my shoulder so her lips could press against my neck. It was a brief kiss, and mostly just hot, fast breaths against my skin.

I dipped my fingers into her and could feel the vibrations of her toy strumming through to me. I pulled up to her clit and applied careful pressure, sandwiching it between me and the vibrator.

Her voice made a cracked cry and her entire body closed in around me. Her legs shut tight. She rolled as much of her body into me as she could, her hips bucking against me and the floor. Her muscles ground desperately into my hand. It would have been uncomfortable if I wasn't so far gone in lust.

"Ohf--..."she carried out the sound of the letter for a whole second, then gave up and actuallybitme on my neck. One of her hands flew to my lap and aggressively grabbed my cock through the shorts.

Her young, desperate voice started repeating, "Oh wow- oh yes- oh wow- oh...oh... uhnnn..."

The vibrator dropped to the floor, and her free grip latched onto my wrist and pushed me harder into her. She didn't make any more intelligible words. Just brief, interrupted pants and gasps as she frantically ran her tongue along my neck to my jaw. My senses were overloaded by everything happening all at once, and her body seemed like a blur.

Abruptly, she had pulled away from leaning back, and was now facing me. Propped tall on her knees, she pressed herself forward, grinding one of my legs between hers. She somehow kept one hand fondling my erection while the other forcefully grabbed my chin as she pushed in for a kiss. She pressed her lips against mine hard, pulled off, licked along my lower lip, and kissed me again.

I needed her body closer to mine. I slid my leg that was blocking her flat on the ground, and she couldn't help but glide toward me. I grabbed her slim waist and pulled her closer. She started to relentlessly suck and nibble on my lip, and all I could do was groan back at her.

She was kneeling between my legs, right up by me now. Both her hands were working my cock. She was so earnest that she hardly bothered to try and get me out of my shorts. Suddenly her mouth moved up, opened against mine, and let her tongue in. I found myself in the most enthusiastic, sloppiest French kiss of my life.

I ran my hands all over her, just needing to feel. Over her tummy, across her breasts, around her back. She wouldn't let up her kiss, and I had no idea if it was meant for me or for her. My body convulsed when she finally managed to slide her fingers down to touch the skin of my erection.

I can't remember how it happened... I think my hips might have bucked up and she somehow pulled my shorts down further. All I knew is I saw white flashes as she cupped her hand down under my balls and pressed up against me, her other hand still firmly tugging at the base of my cock. The flood of direct pleasure, after so much constriction and bullshit before it, was all it took.

I came in strong bursts; my cum shooting up and landing on my shirt, my shorts, her hands, the floor... Thank god she was still kissing me, because I moaned loudly into her mouth and it muffled the noise. I would have echoed through the whole fucking house otherwise.

As soon as my climax began to subside, and all the tension in my body slumped away, she finally pulled her face back. I took a deep breath through my mouth, realizing my skin was tingling all over. Autumn slid her head down to my chest and curled up against my body, leaning all her weight on me and resting her hands between her own legs.

My arms found themselves wrapped around her, and we relaxed in silence, our heavy breaths slowly quieting down. I found myself not really thinking any thoughts except for trying to place the scent of her hair.

Evidently nobody heard us. In my memory, it seemed impossible... it was just too passionate tonotbe noisy as hell. But believe it or not (hell,Ican hardly believe it), nothing catastrophic happened. Her parents never yelled up to see what was going on. Her dad never kicked the door open with a shotgun, ready to see who was defiling his daughter. It was all just... quiet.

Not long after we had recovered, I had gotten fully redressed and she had changed back into normal PJs. Autumn became much more accommodating, and did go on a scouting mission to see if it looked safe for me to sneak out. Her parents were just getting ready for bed, upstairs andawayfrom the front door. So I took the opportunity of their distraction and finally managed to get the fuck out of the house.

Driving home, my emotions couldn't decide where they wanted to be. I chuckled from the ridiculousness of the entire night. I hummed some nameless victory tune in triumph. I trembled in an aftershock of nerves. I blushed in anger at how careless I let myself become. At least I was spent enough to not get hard at any of the memory.

Once home, I briefly toyed with the idea of checking online for her. I dropped the notion just as fast. I almost went straight to bed, but looking at the sheets, I just got this image in my head of making them smell like teenage girl, which was bad enough in itself, but if Heather came by... My heart sank with the guilt.What the fuck am I gonna do? I opted for a hot shower first.

It wasn't that relaxing at all. I didn't know what I even wanted.How am I going to get rid of Autumn? How am I going to get rid of Heather? How am I going to...?This bullshit just swirled in my head until I couldn't take it anymore. Thankfully I was exhausted enough to fall right asleep once I hit the mattress anyway.

The next day, I had a shitload of papers to grade. I was falling unforgivably behind, thanks to spending every free moment online. I started on them pretty early, and resolved to stay off instant messenger to actually get some work done. After a few papers, I managed to get into a groove and didn't think about Autumn.

An hour or so had gone by and my cell rang. I absent-mindedly answered it. Yeah, I know what you're thinking.No shit, it's her. Look at the phone, idiot.Well, if you were a teacher, you'd understand the sort of aloof mentality one falls into when marking essays. Anyway.

"Hello?"

"Hi!" she chirped.

That was when I reconnected with reality. "Uh, hey."

"Don't soundtoohappy to hear me!"

"Sorry, I was just in the middle of something."

"Ooh-anything to do with me?"

"Just some work. I have a lot of papers to go through."

"Oh... Well, maybe it's time to take a break!"

"I uh- really need to get through this stuff before the week starts. Sorry."

"Aww, come on!"

I paused in silence, no response.

"Ooo-kay..." she continued. "Can you get online?"

"I don't know, I mean... Not right now. I really need to focus."

"What about later? I really wanna talk to you. About... you know."

"Yeah, uh- we do need to... do that. But not now."

"Are you, like... mad at me?" she sounded genuinely concerned.

God.My stomach twisted. "We just- we just need to slow down. Okay?"

"Well... I understand... But youdoknow you just admitted that we're still going, right? Just slower is all!"

I rubbed my fingers against my forehead, as if pushing on my brain to get in shape and take control.

"Hello?" she persisted.

"Yeah, uh- so we'll talk later. Sorry Autumn."Why am *I* apologizing to *her*?

"It's okay. Think about me! Bye!"

And the line went dead.

I turned off the phone, shut my eyes, and just breathed deeply.Fuck this. I'm going to get my work done. I'll just talk to her tomorrow.If she called me, texted me, emailed me, it wouldn't matter. I wouldn't see it today.

***

The first thing that struck me on Monday, as she walked into the classroom, was an old baseball hat she was wearing.That little bitch.It wasmyhat. I didn't realize until that moment that I had left it in her bedroom. She was sporting a bouncy ponytail through the back, tight jeans and a white tank top. The straps were so tiny that they didn't even begin to hide the pink straps of her bra over her shoulders. I just shook my head. I was glad I never wore it on the job.

My planned lesson for the day went off without much issue. I don't know why, but I was surprisingly calm about her presence that day. I knew she was going to try to talk to me at lunch. Hell, I was planning on it. I'm not sure what it was, but if I had to guess... Well, after surviving an evening cooped up in her bedroom without her parents noticing? Especially after what wedid?Shit, this was nothing.

The bell was going to ring in a minute. "Okay, I know some of you want to ask me questions about my latest marks. Remember that I am always availableafterthe last period of the day if you'd like to discuss. Now, I already see some of you frothing at the mouth from having to wait over the weekend, but you're going to seemefrothing if I don't get to eat during lunch."

And with that, and a few irritated looks, class was over. As everyone filed out, Autumn found an excuse to let her friends leave without her and hung behind. She slowly made her way to the desk, giving the last few stragglers time to leave the room.

"Hi," she said casually.

"Hey," I responded, pulling a sandwich out of my desk drawer.

"So do I have to wait 'till after class to talk to you?"

"Well I wouldn't want anyone to think I'm playing favorites."

"Hmm..." she pursed her lips and made a thoughtful pose. "Good thing for me I'm not here to discuss my paper. So the rule doesn't apply."

I gave her a dry smile, and she grinned widely, scrunching up her shoulders and grabbing the bill of her...myhat. "Very funny."

"What?"

"The hat."

"You don't like it?"

"Oh, I like it very much. It's my favorite one."

"Aww, but this one ismine."

"Oh really?"

"Yep! My boyfriend gave it to me!"

Huh?That one caught me off guard. "Boyfriend," I repeated flatly.

She bit her lip.God, why does she always do that? It's so fucking adorable."I don't know what else I'd call the guy I spend all my free time with!"

"Yeah... about that. We gotta slow this down."

"We're not doing anything, remember?"

"Autumn, I'm serious. This weekend was... it could have been a fucking disaster," my tone was completely level, and I could tell from her expression that it took her back a little.

Her cheeks colored and she suddenly dropped her cute posture. "Yeah... I'm really sorry about that."

"We can't be so risky. It's too dangerous."

"I just want to spend time with you," she said softly.

"Didn't you just say you already spend all your free time with me?"

She couldn't help but smirk. "I said with myboyfriend.Are you saying that'syou?"

I bit my tongue.Damn it."I'm being serious."

"That's just... online is one thing, but I want to be with you inperson."

"We can't. You know we can't."

"It doesn't have to be..." she lowered her voice, "...sexual. How about I just come in and we can talk?"

"That would look completely inappropriate."

"About my paper! My story!"

"First of all, I have lots of students come to me during office hours. Secondly, we arenotdiscussingyourpaper."

"That's not fair!"

"You already got an 'A'. Deal with it."

"I promise I'll behave!"

"You're just going to have to settle for online right now. It's only a few more weeks until graduation and then..." my voice trailed off.

"And then what?"

I sighed.I have no fucking idea. "And then you won't be my student anymore."

She looked at me curiously for a few moments, and then to my surprise, just said, "Okay."

Okay? That's it?"So uh- you understand then. No more inappropriate meetings. Or really any meetings. It has to be this way."

"Well you can't kick me out of yourclassat least!"

I smiled. "Nope."

"I'll see you online tonight then? You never came on yesterday."

"Yeah, I'll be on."

"Kay..." She stood there, uncertain whether to go or try and stay.

"Enjoy your lunch," I hinted.

She made a resigned smirk. "You too." On her way to the door, without turning around, she also parted, "By the way, thanks for the hat." She disappeared out into the hall and I just shook my head.

After school was out, I ran some errands. I was at the grocery store when my cell rang. I assumed it was going to be Autumn wondering why I wasn't online yet, but I checked the screen and it was actually Heather. Myrealgirlfriend. Fuck.

"Let's do dinner," she stated.

"Uh- when?"

"Tonight?"

I sighed, "I have a lot of papers..."

"You hadallweekend. We've hardly seen each other for weeks."

"I know, I'm sorry- it's just, you know, the school year is wrapping up and that translates into a lot of work for me."

"So you're saying you don't want to?"

God.I didn't know what I was doing. Why didn't I just see her? Was it because I wanted to talk to Autumn? Was it because I wanted to kill the relationship?... or whatever was left of it? I couldn't think clearly through the layers of my own guilt.

"Come on, it's not that... Just—"

"Okay, okay, not tonight," her voice softened. "Let's just figure out a day this week?"

"Definitely."

"Okay. Love you. Bye."

I stood in the breakfast aisle like an idiot, just staring at my phone in my hand as the call ended. Hearing her voice pulled me further back into reality than I was used to lately. Autumn was completely intoxicating me.

"Can I help you with anything, sir?"

Some stocking boy broke my trance.

"Oh... No, thanks."

I spent the rest of the trip distracted by doing mental gymnastics to try and resolve exactly how big of an asshole I really was.

Once at home, I eventually did go online. I didn't really have anything to say to her, but I think I was hoping she'd just entrance me as usual and help me forget my problems.

Me: Hey

TeacherPet: hiii

Me: I am online, as prophesized

TeacherPet: yep!

I waited a few minutes, confused. She is normally so much more talkative, and will dive into some conversation. I was especially perplexed considering we hadn't really discussed the evening in her room... I figured she'd be bursting at the seams to grill me on it.

Me: So... how are ya?

TeacherPet: not bad

TeacherPet: you?