Reminiscences about a Teacher's Pe

Jessica slid her butt up on Paul's desk and grabbing the hem of her t-shirt, whipped it off over her head. Shaking out her long blonde hair, she ran her palms briskly over her nipples a few times to keep their and Paul's attention. Paul was practically drooling at this point. His mouth hung open part way and he was staring as if mesmerized by the soft swaying globes of her tits barely two feet from his nose.

Jessica's hands moved further south and taking hold of the hem of her skirt, slowly pulled it up her thighs exposing creamy, firm, toned flesh as it went. When she had her skirt hiked all the way up, she unbuttoned and unzipped the side and, wiggling her butt, slid it up from underneath and dropped it on the floor. His eyes had fixed themselves back on her breasts as she wiggled the skirt off, the jiggle and bounce of that delectable tit-flesh was too interesting to ignore for long.

As soon as her hands dropped back to her thong his eyes followed them down just in time to see her pull the skimpy pink panel up between her lips, leaving the puffy flesh exposed on both sides of her drooling slit.

Jessica reached forward and began to unbutton Paul's shirt. That seemed to galvanize him into action and he reached forward to gently cup her wonderful breasts, softly squeezing the full globes and rolling the nipples between his thumb and finger. Jessica picked up the pace on his shirt buttons, clearly feeling the urgency of the effect of his hands on her sensitive buds. "Oh, professor."

Sliding his shirt off his shoulders, Jessica pushed the sleeves down his arms, forcing him to release tit-flesh long enough to let the shirt drop into the chair behind him. Returning his hands to her marvelous globes, he gradually let one hand stray south to brush over the puffy lips. Jessica's head tipped back and she sighed with pleasure as he made contact with her most special of places. Other than one clumsy encounter in high school, no one else had been there and she was really starting to look forward to an experienced teacher in every way.

Paul leaned forward and lightly flipped his tongue over one warm nipple. The cool air on the damp skin and the sensual touch made the tasty bud tighten further, crinkling the darker skin of her areola. Paul eagerly sucked it into his mouth, swirling his tongue around and around. Jessica didn't want its partner to be left out and, with her hands, soon repositioned Paul's head in front of the other twin, gently moaning in the process. Paul eagerly lapped and swirled his way back and forth between her sensitive peaks, adding a light nip and quick tug to the mix. He kept one hand busy keeping the unattended breast company while he continued his ministrations.

Jessica could feel the warm glow building in her core. The pleasure signals from her nipples were lighting the fires of orgasm and she was basking in the warm glow of the build up. Moaning gently, she slowly rolled her head from side to side on the hard surface of Paul's desk.

With all his attention focused on her tits, Paul's free hand had been idle too long. He resumed his tender attention to her very wet snatch, stroking his index finger gently back and forth through her gash, spreading her dewy wetness over her pouting lips and stoking the fire the was beginning to consume her. Dipping two fingers deeper into her, he rubbed the rough pad at the front of her pussy and was rewarded with a gasp. Listening to her signals directing his attention, he gently worked his fingers with her moans and gasps guiding the amount of pressure and pace of his fingers. Combining that action with drifting his thumb across her aching nub, Jessica literally exploded, "Ohhhhhhhh proooooofesssssssssor" she wailed, the fires had gone inferno in moments and she thrashed about on his desk with the intensity of her orgasm.

Panting and gasping for air, Jessica slowly opened her eyes. "Wow," was all she could say as she slumped back on Paul's desk, spent and out of breath.

Paul grabbed the waistband of her thong and gently pulled it over her thighs and off. Moving his face between her creamy things, he blew gently on her inflamed pussy. Jessica started squirming when she realized where his face was. No one had ever put their face "down there" before. Paul reached his tongue out and gently lapped up some of the nectar drooling out of her. It tasted wonderful to him and he quickly dove in deeper to get more. Jessica was starting to enjoy his efforts and gently curled her fingers in his hair to keep him focused on the wonderful feelings he was creating in her center.

Jessica's hips began twitching and just as she was starting to moan, he stopped and stood up. Her disappointment was intense and she groaned out her frustration. Paul in the meantime had stood up, dropped his jeans and boxers in record time, fished a condom out of his wallet and rolled it on. Jessica sighed with pleasure when he rubbed the head up and down in her wet slot. Her sigh transformed into a frantic gasp when he lined up and plunged the head inside her moist, tight tunnel. Paul held his cock still letting Jessica's tight pussy get used to accommodating him. Not that he was that big, but she was that tight.

As soon as her hips were making little grasping rocking motions towards him, he pushed forward, holding her ankles up and slowly burying his manhood deep in her grasping velvet walls. As soon as his pubic bone bottomed out on her engorged clit, he reversed direction and slowly pulled out of her grasping sheath. Gradually they built up speed and a beautiful rhythm that was slowly taking them both to the point of no return. Paul was glad the condom was dulling some of the sensations from her wet velvet snatch because his balls were already churning and he could feel his need building towards the point of no return.

Letting go of her ankles, he reached down where their sexes were joined to gently drifted his thumb back and forth across Jessica's clit. His other hand moved up to gently pinch and twist her nipple. Her orgasm rolled quickly over her, the added stimulation prodding the echoes of the last big one. Her pussy suddenly filled with extra wetness and clamped down hard on Paul's cock, fluttering and massaging him and he responded with a loud groan as he filled the condom with a big load, thrusting heavily a couple of times to spew the entire load.

Holding the condom, Paul pulled out and sat heavily back in his chair, his knees suddenly unable to support his weight. Jessica lay gasping on his desk, slowly coming down from her flashes of white-hot pleasure.

Chapter 7 --Now What?

Their post-coital bliss stretched into an awkward silence. Jessica looked through her gently rolling breasts at Paul's blissed out expression of exhaustion. Slowly, she sat up, no longer comfortable on the hard, cold surface of Paul's desk.

Paul silently reached down and handed Jessica her various items of clothing as she slid off his desk and started to organize her garments. He paused and watched her movements with open admiration.

"Hmmmmm," Jessica thought, "maybe there's a bit more to this than meets the eye?"

"Professor," she said, "was that a satisfactory demonstration of my detailed knowledge of sexual reproduction?" Looking seductively over her shoulder as she bent at the waist to put on her thong, she knew she had his full attention.

"Ummm, yes it was Jessica. With your clear demonstration of a detailed knowledge in all aspects of this topic and the correct responses to the other topics on the exam, I think you've shown that your understanding is worthy of an A+."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," she shrieked, jumping up and down ensuring his gaze was fixed on her animated bouncing breast flesh. "I get to stay in school, my parents won't kick me out especially for such a significant grade improvement. I really don't know how I can thank you. Seriously, you've been very understanding and a great teacher all semester. I really feel that I understand the material now. I know I didn't do well on the formal exam but I was able to answer all of your questions after. I really do understand it," she rambled on in her bliss.

Paul in the meantime was growing more pensive. The raw sexuality of the moment was gone, replaced by the worries about what they had done. He had discovered that his lust for Jessica had gradually become a genuine interest in her and had transformed further in the last few minutes to a deeper desire to spend more time with her. But there was no way; surely not. The gap between them was prohibitive, much more than a few years in school. Paul was close to the pinnacle of his student life, soon to be attaining the credentials to join academia while Jessica was just barely starting out on her undergrad program. Still, they had both clearly enjoyed their "practical exam" and had both found a great deal of their own pleasure came from pleasuring the other. "Maybe there was something more," thought Paul as he suddenly realized he was sitting naked in his office chair with a used condom leaking around his now flaccid manhood with a beautiful co-ed also naked in his office.

Hurriedly cleaning up the leaking mess with the handy tissues, back in professor mode Paul said "you can never mention your special exam to anyone. I had you write the answers on the exam paper so anyone checking the grades would find your exam matches your final grade. I have gone way over the line this evening with you and if anyone found out, you would be in an uncomfortable position and I would be kicked out for good."

"I won't tell a soul. I promise," vowed Jessica. "This was my last exam this semester but I'm hanging around all summer for a job in the mall and one course in summer school to make up another course from last semester. What are you doing this summer?"

"I go back to being a regular grad student as soon as I submit the grades for this course. I told you at the beginning, I'm not really a prof, just a grad student filling in for one. I have almost finished my thesis so I hope to defend it in a couple of months and start looking for a job."

"Are there more courses like this one to teach? Could you get a job here and keep on teaching if you finish your degree?"

"I suppose so. I haven't really thought about it. I've been so focused on being a student and then teaching this course, I haven't thought much about what to do after."

"So if you go back to being a regular grad student, you don't have any restrictions on hanging out with students like me? If you teach introductory courses that a sophomore like me has already taken, you don't have any restrictions on hanging out with students like me?" Jessica's voice trailed off at the end and left the thought hanging heavy in the air between them.

"That's right. If I'm just a student or if I'm teaching, I can hang out with other students, grad or undergrad as long as I'm not teaching them directly. Why?" Paul's voice echoed the hope that had crept back in to his mind.

"Can I still call you professor when we fuck?"

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The End.

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