I know that I’m supposed to trust him- and I do- but I don’t trust the countless number of girls he’ll encounter. He’s temptation in human form: 6’2″, blonde hair, blue eyes, tanned skin, and an athlete. How can HE stay committed to me and only me? How can he stay with me when I’m his secret girlfriend? Nobody knows that we’re together.
I looked at my group of students, who were spending their last few days together as Seniors, and caught someone staring at me: Bobby Peters, the only Junior in this class. He has been looking at me often lately, but I don’t want to call him out on it. The bell rings, sending most kids out of my classroom, but 2 remained: Luke and Bobby.
Bobby stated shyly, “Sorry for staring at you today. You’re just so beautiful, and I couldn’t help myself. Please forgive me.” he never made eye contact with me because he was so shy.
“Thank you, Bobby. I forgive you, but don’t stare at me for that long again- it creeped me out.”
He nodded and left the room, only leaving my favorite student and I. He closed and locked the door, an action we often do. I beckoned him over with my finger, and he speed walked over to my desk. He kissed me so deeply and passionately, I felt light headed. His lips were so soft over mine, and my other set of lips were dripping wet.
He broke the kiss and said, “So, it looks like I have some competition. Loverboy pretty much professed his love for you. But he won’t love you as much as I do.”
With that, he lifted me onto my desk so that I was laying down. He was standing in between my open legs. His eyes were a darker shade of blue than they normally are.
“You do look sexy, baby. Your brown hair, your petite frame, your green eyes, and these tits all make it hard for me to concentrate in class.” he said while squeezing my breasts.
He let go and unbuckled his jeans, freeing his 8″ dick.
“Do you want this,” he asked
“Yes! I always want it! You’re the only man I want it from.” I said
“Good. Because you belong to me. That loverboy had better watch himself.”
“Babe, are you jealous?”
“Why would I be jealous?”
“Because you mentioned Bobby quite a few times now.”
He shoved his dick inside of me, saying “I’m not jealous. Why would I be jealous if I’m the one who gets your tight pussy whenever I want it?” he kissed me slowly as he pumped in and out of me.
“I was just asking, Babe.” I said, breaking the kiss.
We went on for about 30 minutes, and he came a lot for me. We packed our stuff up and left the room only to return tomorrow.
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I have awoken from my sweet slumber because I felt fingers caress my body in the most sensual of ways. They were so powerful, yet gentle. Wild, yet tamed. Erotic as hell, to say the least. I found myself pouting with sadness when his hands left my body, but was soon pacified when his lips covered mine in a kiss so sensual. It lasted for perhaps a minute, but it felt like ages. The best of ages.
He lifted me and sat me on his lap, my thighs straddling his.
He put his hands at the bottom of my blouse, almost asking for permission to take it off. I granted him permission by nodding into our kiss. I returned the favor by taking off his shirt. His beautiful muscles were bulging out as if they were begging for my attention. I got off of his lap and kneeled in front of him, ready to see his beautiful tool. It sprung out, all 10″ of it, and I was almost drooling for it.
I shoved it into my mouth, getting about 7″ of it down my throat before gagging. I heard him moan, which made me do it again. I loved the sound of his animalistic groans. Before I did it for the third time, he pulled me up and kissed me once again. He was so passionate, and that turned me on to no end.
He whispered to me, “I would love to make love to you and to make you mine. May I do that?”
I just nodded, replying, “Please make love to me. I need you inside of me.”
He got on top of me and slowly put his tool inside of me. I tightened up so quickly, and he felt it.
“Oh my god, babe. You’re so tight!”
“Because you feel so good! I’m cumming already!” I shrieked
“Fuck yeah, cum for me.”
The next few minutes consisted of him going in and out of me at a slow, loving pace. He was gentle, caring, and passionate. Within a few minutes, he said, “Babe, I love making love to you. But you’re so sexy, and I want to fuck you until you scream for me.”
“Do it. Make me scream for you while I’m cumming for your big dick- AAAAAHHHH!”
He started pounding me relentlessly. I mean my head banging against the headboard, my fingers clenching the bed sheets, my feet digging into his ass cheeks, and his hands squeezing my nipples. I have never cum so hard in my 26 years of existence.
I could tell that he was close because he was slowing down and breathing heavily. With that, I got onto my knees and started sucking. He was salty, yet sweet. The way a real man should taste. I couldn’t get enough of him, and when he exploded, I was right there to lick it up. He picked me up and hugged me close to him, not wanting me to let him go. I turned my lamp on and saw Bobby’s face smiling at me. Was it Bobby who gave me such pleasure?
I woke up in a puddle of sweat and fully aroused. I didn’t know whether to call it a dream or a nightmare.
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I opened the classroom door and smiled, seeing a dozen roses and a box of expensive Swiss chocolate. I didn’t know that Luke was so thoughtful.
About 10 minutes later, my students walked in, taking their respective seats. I was sure to give Luke a sultry gaze as he walked by. He looked back at me with a sexy stare. I wanted to jump him at that second. I gave the class work to finish for today’s class and called Luke to my desk.
He came over, grinning, and whispered, “Somebody’s a little horny today. I saw that look you gave me.”
“Only because my boyfriend is thoughtful- he bought me flowers and chocolate.”
“Wait- that wasn’t me. I didn’t buy anything.”
“Then who could it be?”
We both looked back at Bobby at the same time, only to see him smiling at me. To make the matter worse, I think I might have smiled back at him, still thinking about last night.