| Straight: Student and Teacher: Mr. Shultz Part II (1/3) |
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I love the feeling of being in his arms; I feel so secure. He carries me over to his couch in the classroom, lays me down and straddles me. He lightly touches my inner thighs, working his way up to my pussy. Oh, please, Mr. Shultz!" I beg. He smiles, feeling his dick grow harder in his pants. He touches my clit, starting to circle it with his fingers. I wiggle underneath his touch; it feels incredible, as though electric shocks are running up and down my body. Mr. Shultz, the teacher I have fantasized about for so long, is finally touching me, now that I’m 18 and old enough that I was able to approach him... and it feels amazing. I open my eyes and he is staring at me; we continue to hold eye contact as he slips two fingers into my tight pussy. "Do you like that sweet baby?" "Mmmm-hmm," is all I can muster. "You are so tight, Kirsten...so tight around my fingers," he breathes more than says in my ear, lightly touching my earlobe. After a while the ecstasy is too much for me to handle. "Oh god!" I scream, feeling my pussy tightening around his fingers. "I’m going to cum, baby!" He leans down and kisses me, swallowing my moans. His tongue slides across my teeth and along my lower lip. I arch my back, my pelvis high and touching his. "Ooooh, Mr. Shultz!" My legs automatically wrap around his body. My orgasm seems to last forever, and I never want it to end. My juices flow all along his fingers and down the length of my pussy to my ass. He grins. "You are so hot, Kirsten." I am dizzy from my orgasm, so overcome by lust and passion that it is just too much for me to handle. I close my eyes. He lies down next to me and whispers in my ear, "Let me take you back to my house." I open my eyes slightly. "Oooh Mr. Shultz, please do." I feel so nervous all of a sudden in his car. I feel so naughty, but oh so good. He seems to be driving pretty fast, looking over at me and smiling with lust in his eyes. He keeps telling me how beautiful I am, and that he has dreamt of having me for a while. I look down at his pants and see a huge hard-on. I reach my hand over to him, rubbing circles along his inner thigh. He moans and squirms in his seat, glancing into my eyes ever so often. I reach his dick and rub it outside his pants; it feels so hard and wonderful in my hand. I faintly hear words escape his lips. "Ooooh Kirsten." I unzip his pants and release his dick. I gasp at the site of it... it's huge, at least 8 inches, and pretty thick. He looks over at me and smirks, delighted by my response. I run my fingers lightly up and down, then start pumping his dick slowly. It seems to grow even bigger, twitching under my touch. I start to increase the speed, running my fingertips along the tip and spreading his pre-cum all along his engorged shaft. He is really moaning now, as am I... delighting in pleasuring him. He grunts, "Kirsten, just like that!" He lets out a long groan and cums all along my hand and his dick. The cum is |
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