Gillian Anderson: Teachers Pet

"I said shut your eyes," she said sternly, looking him in the eye past his rock hard cock. He immediately did as she said, feeling her warm breath on his balls again before her slim hand grasped him, squeezing the base of the head and then giving him a couple of expert strokes before slipping off him, placing her hands on his hips. A few seconds later, thousands of his fantasies were made a reality, and completely blown to pieces by the real thing. Her hot velvet mouth closed over the head of his swollen cock, the wet, hot haven fitting perfectly as her ruby pout closed just behind his bulbous head, her tongue just toying at the underside for a moment. He just gave a soft groan of pleasure before gasping loudly as she pushed down, easily sliding 5" of his large cock into her mouth so the tip touched her throat, having absolutely no problem taking it in.

"Oh god," he breathed as she took him in, feeling her jaw move a little as she settled herself, then her grip on his hips tighten before she pulled back on him, slurping back to just the swollen head before pushing all the way back down and pressuring her throat. He felt her throat moving round his tip as she pushed him in another inch or so, then push him back out as she drew him right back to just head again, loosely pouting round it before she let him slip from her moist lips.

"It's ok, I love a challenge," she growled, stroking him for a second before sliding back on again, giving him a couple of slow, sensual bobs, her experienced tongue working at the underside of his shaft in little flicks as she moved up and down, just teasing him a little before forcing down again. She pushed 7" of him into her mouth, the large head sliding well into her throat now but couldn't quite get all the way, but didn't gag and simply slid him back to her mouth and suckled at him further. Gillian reached up and softly stroked and brushed over his balls as she worked at his shaft with her tongue, slowly slipping up and down him sucking firmly with her talented mouth. She lulled him a little with the soft hollows of her mouth, making her cheeks bulge as she did, the almost delicate softness relaxing him before she suddenly pressed down again.

He gave a gasp as she breathed out sharply through her nose, forcing herself down and pushing him all the way in, her nose burying in his pubic hair. He felt her throat contract and then relax round his head and shaft now deep in her throat, her lips stretched over the base of his large cock, pouting and kissing softly right round the bottom of his cock. Letting out a deep groan, his hips automatically pushed forwards a little at her, making her rock on her knees. She looked up at him from under her eyebrows, somehow managing to portray a dirtily innocent look as her tongue worked expertly at the underside of his shaft, working in small circles with the tip along what was still in her mouth. She started to slide him back, making him jump as she suddenly started to nip him. It was like an electric shock as she gave a little nip every inch or so as he pulled out, giving one final one just below his bulging head as she pulled him right back to her lips. The fiery redhead slipped him back out so her gentle lips were on his large purple head, suckling just teasingly at his tip before taking him back in, swirling her tongue round the head before sinking him all the way back into her throat with a moan that sent vibrations into his cock.

"Oh god!" he gasped, unable to keep himself from grabbing her head. The American gave a little laugh through his manhood, loving how much he was loving her blowjob. Holding herself down a second longer, she squeezed his head with her throat before pulling back, still keeping at least 5" of his large cock in his mouth, drawing a quick breath and then pushing back down and up again swiftly with a hum as he groaned and battled his urges, fingers twisting in her red hair. She gave another light bite to his cock and then started to quickly bob her head, humming steadily as she took him all the way in and out of her throat, all 9" plunging deeply to her buzzing vocal chords and back. He couldn't stand it any more and grabbed her head fully with both hands, hearing her give a deep groan of pleasure as he gripped her and thrust into her mouth.

He couldn't speak even if he wanted as he started to thrust into her, feeling her easily and eagerly take all 9" of his cock down her throat, something no girl had ever done for him before. She had considerable oral talent to say the least, her head rapidly moving up and down him to take his thick cock all the way into her every time without even so much as a watering eye. He was now more face fucking her than she was sucking him off, and she wasn't trying to stop him, so he continued, picking up the pace now he felt the sensations rising. Pumping swiftly now he drove in and out of her throat, Gillian Anderson taking 6" of him every time into her still humming throat, her tongue working overtime to tease and stimulate every inch of his cock she could get to, lapping up the sides and under the head as he rapidly thrust into her wanton mouth.

"Almost there," he breathed, only spurring her on to aid in slamming her head down on his cock further. Feeling his rock hard cock pound into her throat, the head buzzing deeply every time it drove fully in was all it took, and he couldn't hold it back. In a moment of confidence and perhaps insanity, he yanked backwards, pulling his 9" cock out of the sexy redheads open mouth. She gave a startled choke of shock and then a gasp as he pulled her head back with a handful of her head, jerking his cock for a split second with the other before he blew his load. As he came his first spurt was hard, landing in a long string across her pretty face into her hair, his second and third almost as powerful, landing thickly across her eye, which she had rapidly closed and her nose. He gave a couple more spurts, landing over her lips and chin, quite a bit going straight into her open mouth as she gasped for breath following the deepthroating.

As the last of his come leaked from his cock, now softening in front of her face, all there was to break the silence was their heavy breathing. He tentatively let go of her hair, seeing that despite her closed eyes Gillian had quite a shocked expression from the facial, and he was really unsure how she'd react. Worrying she'd be angry by his rather degrading action, he stepped back a little and waited nervously. After a moment, she closed her mouth into a smile, opening the one eye she could and giving him a come faced grin. His eyes widened and he inhaled as she visibly swallowed the sperm that'd landed in her mouth, giving a little shiver of obvious pleasure.

"Good to see you take the lead, you'll want lead roles," she mumbled through her covered face, a drip of come slipping down her chin. She slid her tongue out and sensually licked her lips, taking in his thick load from them and then giving a sexy little giggle.

"Except, I thought I was teaching you acting, not porno," she joked as she stood from her position on her knees, where she was evidently very comfortable. He had to laugh, and was glad she wasn't angry by his decision to come on her face, leaning more to being turned on if anything. She walked to the bathroom and got herself a towel, walking out as she wiped her face off, perky breasts and tight nipples proudly on display. She wiped the last of the thick gooey come from her eyelid and looked up, blinking with a smile as she could use both eyes again.

"That's better. Now you better get going, else your mother will be asking what I'm doing to you here, and you surely wouldn't want to risk me telling her the truth would you?" she toyed playfully, giving him a sexy glance and smile.

"No I don't think so," he said with a smile, feeling much more relaxed as he pulled his shorts and jeans up, tucking his satisfied cock back in. Gillian didn't bother to dress, simply eyeing him quite interestedly as he got ready, then walking him to the door. She didn't attempt to cover herself up, standing in just her heels and skirt at the door in front of him, topless to any passer by, though seemingly uncaring. She leaned forwards and kissed him fully, her tongue attacking his lips and seeking his own out, holding him in an embrace tightly so that her hard nipples pressed through his shirt. With a juicy pout she broke away from him, giving a sexy smile as she playfully pushed him out the door.

"Tomorrow I get to swallow, and it'll mean there's less chance of you knocking me up," she purred, peeping round the door with her lusty eyes as she closed it, leaving him standing quite taken aback outside in the hall. He quickly glanced around to see if anyone had seen them, but there wasn't a soul in sight, just him in the hall with a semi and a state of near disbelief of what had just transpired with the X-files babe, Gillian Anderson. He turned and walked towards the lift, unable to stop a grin breaking across his face, refraining from jumping in the air with a cry of triumph. He headed home quite quickly, time getting on and all and he didn't want any hassle, so broke into a light jog in the cool evening air.

After a night filled with dreams and flashbacks of the beautiful redhead, he awoke to another pleasant day with a rock hard cock and a smile. Knowing he wanted to wait till that evening in case Gillian Anderson lived up to her suggestion and did give him another shot, he didn't want to waste any time masturbating. It led to a frustrating day, luckily he could just stay home and do some work into jobs for extra acting credit and didn't need to worry about being seen in public. By the time he headed out it was evening and nobody would've been able to see anyway. He managed not to run, and arrived at her hotel, passing a few people as he entered since it was only early evening. Taking the lift to the sixth floor, he headed along to room nine again and, taking a deep breath, tapped on the door. He heard footsteps, then the door opened, bathing him in light around the delectable Gillian Anderson in the doorway.

"Evening," she said with a sexy smile.

"Hey," he said, unable to stop himself smiling fully back. She was wearing her business suit again, though the jacket was more open and she was going braless as best he could tell, the silk shirt following her feminine curves.

"Docomein," she purred with a wink, turning to lead him into the suite. He stared at her ass, tight and inviting underneath her black pencil skirt, which he was sure was shorter and tighter than the day before. He followed her shapely legs, clad in black nylon, which disappeared up under her skirt and led down to her black heels, giving her a sexy professional look. He pushed the door shut, flicking the lock just in case of any potential interruptions and then went after her, letting her lead him into the main room again. Not wasting any time, she turned and kissed him hard, her arms reaching round and pulling to her tightly. He was a little taken aback but returned her kiss, their tongues immediately wrapping together, fighting and curling with each other as their lips pressed together. His hands slid round and down her back, groping for her tight arse, feeling its firm shape through the skirt. She broke away from him, leaving a slight red mark round his lips from her lipstick.

"Sit down," she said strictly, almost snapping at him. He was about to comply, though it evidently wasn't fast enough for her and gave him a firm shove, making him lean back and flop down on the sofa. Gillian threw all pretences to the wind and dropped to her knees in front of him, flicking open her jacket button with her slender fingers and throwing her smooth red hair back with a flick of her head. She leaned forwards, chest pushed out so that her perky breasts strained the silk, stiff nipples prominent. Her hands immediately found his crotch, undoing his belt and trousers in mere seconds.

"What the..." he said, still a bit surprised by her brazen attitude but loving it, his cock now solid in his jeans.

"Shut up, I'm doing exactly what I said I was gonna do. God help you if you jerked off today," she snapped, looking him straight in the eyes. He breathed an internal sigh of relief that he'd managed to hold off, not wanting to disappoint her and knowing it'd paid off. She had his jeans open in a few moments, fairly yanking them down his legs along with his shorts so his 9" cock sprung up from the confinement, hardening fully in the extra space.

"God you don't know how I got myself off last night," she groaned as she took hold of him, making his mind spring to life with fantasies about her pleasuring herself after her fantastic throat job the previous night. His cock jumped in her hand as she said it, making her smile and look up at him.

"Oh you like the idea of getting off do you?" she teased, stroking him up and down before leaning down and planting a wet kiss on the top of his bulbous head, making him groan.

"Oh god yes," he gasped, pushing his hips up slightly. She immediately brought her free hand into play, pushing his hips back down onto the soft leather sofa.

"You'll see what it's like when I come later," she said with a devilish smile, licking her ruby top lip slowly before lowering her mouth to him again. Her soft red hair dropped down and tickled at his groin as he felt her soft, warm lips on his cock again, placing tender, wet kisses on the underside of his cock as her slim hand squeezed and played with the tip. Not wasting any more time he felt her drag her pout back to the top of his cock and straight over the head, the warm lips offering an entrance to the velvet heat of her mouth which she plunged him into, making him grunt in pleasure, his cock twitching. She worked her tongue up his length, just fluttering the tip up the underside of his stiff shaft as she started to suck firmly at him, the sensations pulling at his cock delightfully. Getting moving, she bobbed her head quite powerfully, taking about half his length fully in her mouth.

"Oh Gillian," he breathed, not really having more coherent thought at that moment in time as the beautiful red head went down on him. She pulled off with him an almost gratuitous slurp, sliding her hand round the base of his cock again and gripping him quite firmly and just jerking him slightly.

"It's Miss Anderson," she said firmly, looking up at him again before lowering her head and dragging her tongue up his cock, making him shiver, his hands clenching by his sides.

"And another thing, if I even feel your hands brush my hair I'm gonna use my teeth," she growled, just lifting far enough off his large cock to speak, her warm breath beating on the tip of his erection. He heeded her warning enough to push his hands into the sofa as she sucked his cock back into her mouth, pushing down 5" so that the tip hit the back of her throat. Gillian pulled back and started bobbing her head, working quite briskly up the 5" she could get into her mouth, lips stretched round the thick shaft as she pulled him back to pout at the head before sinking him back in. She sucked firmly all the way, using her tongue to lap up around the sides of him as she worked, building up a little more pace before slowing again. She started to rub him in the hollow of her cheek, the soft wet flesh feeling fantastic on his bulbous head before she pulled him out, slipping her hand round him again. Pulling his cock up, she stroked him slowly as she slid her tongue onto his balls, using it to lift one into her mouth and suck at it before moving to the other, using her tongue to tickle him before letting him slip out again.

"Oh Gi...Miss Anderson," he groaned, just catching himself in time.

"Damn right," she purred as she kissed back up his cock, pushing it back into her mouth and sliding her hand onto his balls. Pushing down, she pressed him against the back of her throat, then lifted on her knees a fraction more and shoved him down into her throat. No hesitation this time, taking every inch of him into her mouth as her fingers toyed gently with his balls as they pressed against her chin. Pulling up about 3", she kept him in her throat and bounced her head up and down a bit, just teasing and stimulating his swollen head with her throat as it constricted and pulsed round him. In a long motion, she swept back on all 9" of his cock to the head and then plunged back down so she was balls deep on him, humming deeply and lapping with her skilful tongue as she sucked as hard as she possibly could. Having been hard nearly all day it was more than he could stand and his cock gave a jerk, alerting her instantly to his imminent orgasm.

She pulled back and opened her mouth, just resting the tip of his hardon on her bottom lip as she took hold of his cock and started vigorously stroking, wanking her hand up and down him briskly to get him of. He held out as long as he could, which was only a few more seconds than if he hadn't tried she was so good with her hand. With a deep grunt he came, his hot load spurting into her mouth, the first shot straight to the back of her throat. Gillian didn't even flinch and just kept jerking his cock as the thick ropes of come ejaculated into her mouth and onto her tongue. He gave a shudder as he relaxed, his climax ending along with the slowing of her hand. She closed her lips over him and sucked the last drops of his load into her mouth, slurping off and leaving him clean.

"God that was good," he gasped, looking down at her on her knees. She just smiled up at him, then opened her mouth and showed his thick load lying on her tongue. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open slightly at her little display before she closed her mouth and swallowed very deliberately, a smile slipping over her lips and her body giving a little shiver in pleasure that made him inhale.

"So, why the suit?" he asked, just having to ask to sate his curiosity.

"Any man I've ever fucked loved it when I looked like Agent Scully," she said, flicking her eyebrows.

"I bet," he murmured, eyeing her slender body and poking nipples.

"Right then, I think your reward for that load of come is to eat my pussy," she said simply, standing up. He smiled wide at the thought of getting to eat her out, catching her gaze.

"Like that idea huh? Well then you'll need to do like I did and get on your knees," she said with a taunting smile, running her tongue over her teeth. He did exactly that, sliding forwards and lowering himself towards the floor.

"But get naked first," she added with a little giggle, innocently hooking her fingertip in her mouth as she saw the look he gave her.

"But you're not naked..." he replied somewhat weakly.

"I said get naked," she said more sternly, giving him a glare. He didn't attempt to argue any further and stood up, quickly yanking his shirt over his head, then reaching down to his already lowered jeans. He kicked his shoes off, Gillian watching fascinated as he pushed his jeans, shorts and socks down in one and kicked them aside, standing in front of her with already nearly hard cock again.

"That's much better," she said, blowing him a kiss as she glanced at his cock.

"Yeah, be better when you match," he said, eyeing her lustily.

"Well then you'd better get to work hadn't you. And I dunno if you'll want me to quite match you," she said with a sly smile. He didn't ask why, figuring he'd find out as he lowered himself to his knees in front of her, reaching up to her hips. She just watched with a subtle smile as he held her hips, then slid his hands round her arse, giving a good squeeze before finding her zip. She gave a little giggle as she slipped her jacket off, tossing aside so she just had her shirt on, nipples still on display. He pulled the zip slowly down, releasing her hugging skirt, taking a breath before letting it go so it slid down her smooth legs and pooled at her feet. He wasn't disappointed, as underneath she had on tight black lace knickers and thigh high lace topped black stockings, which seemed to mould to her legs so perfectly, accentuating every little curve. He took in every stitch of the black lace hugging her pussy, inhaling her sweet feminine smell and just able to see her patch of red hair through the loose weave.