She had dreamed about this day. No, not dreamed, fantasized. Every night she closes her eyes and thinks of Mr James. Thinks of his lips moving over her breasts, tracing down her body to her hot, ready lips. Rubbing her clit imagining it was his fingers not hers, slipping her finger deep inside imagining it was really him. Is this really happening?
‘Izz? You ok?’ Mr James asked quietly, suddenly nervous. You’re a teacher. You just kissed a student. Crossed the line. and you’re MARRIED.
Izzy looked up and smiled the sexiest smile he had ever seen. Screw it, you’ve already crossed the line, may as well do it in style. He leaned in and kissed her again this time with more passion than he knew he had in him. That feeling he had been trying to hold down had completely taken over him.
He ran his hands down her back, over her amazing ass and lifted her on to the top of his desk, drawing her to his crotch.
OMG, I can feel his hard on. Mr James is hard. For me.
The passion in their kissing was accelerating, their hands all over each other, Izzy was first to start undoing buttons, she yearned to see his chest, to run her hands down the muscles she knew were there.
Taking her lead, Mr James practically ripped Izzy’s shirt off, he couldn’t believe his eyes; that is what you call a chest.
His hands hesitated, hovering over her more than ample bosoms, he was so mesmerised that Izzy had to place his hands on her DD breasts herself. For being so inexperienced this girl knew exactly what she was wanted.
She let out a small moan at his touch, her skin burned for more, he gently moved his thumbs down over her nipples. Her back arched. He took in the sight before him, her stomach was so taught, he trailed his hand down, circling her belly button, teasing.
Izzy felt in ecstasy and torment at the same time, she was burning deep down inside and could feel herself getting wetter and wetter. Just get there already!
He slipped a finger into the waist of her jeans with the other hand still on her right breast and his lips caressing her neck. He unhooked the button with just his thumb, he paused.
‘Are you sure about this?’ He didn’t want to ask in case she said no, but this was his little ally after all he wouldn’t do anything she didn’t want him too.
In reply, she nudged his hand down into her panties; he could feel the heat and he already wanted to know what she tasted like.
Izzy felt on fire, she leant up and kissed Mr James again, before throwing her head back in joy as he reached her clit, circling her soft bud. She’d never been touched by anyone other than her own hand and God it felt so good.
Suddenly they heard a small bang, they both froze. The colour was draining from Mr James’ face, Izzy turned her head and laughed slightly.
‘I knocked your phone of the desk.’ She said, relieved, Mr James brought her up in his arms and kissed her passionately, she move to reach her hand down his pants.
‘Wait,’ he stopped her and stepped away.
Izzy looked down shocked but not suprised, she knew that this was too good to be true. Her skin ached for his touch. She heard the lock click and looked up.
‘That’s better,’ he said, ‘now where were we?’
This time Izzy didn’t waste any time, she couldn’t risk him changing his mind. She reached for his belt and undid the buckle. Mr James couldn’t believe what was happening, he’d always been attracted to Izzy, but right now, as she bit her lip in concentration while unzipping him, she was the sexiest thing on the planet.
He ran his fingers through her wild curls and brought his lips to hers again.
‘Wait,’ she said with a cheeky grin, she sat up and edged herself off the desk and on to her knees.
Her eyes grew wide at being so close to a real cock; holding his thick 8 ½ inches in her hand she glanced up at Mr James before licking round his head.
Mr James thought he might explode right there and then, this whole situation turned him on so much, but he held himself back this was about Izzy, this was about Izzy and her first time being incredible.
He looked down and watched her head move back and forth along his shaft. He touched her cheek and beckoned her up to him; she kissed her way up his chest, taking care to remember every ripple of muscle along the way.
Mr James removed Izzys jeans and before he knew it she had wriggled her panties to the floor.
There they were, both naked, stood in his class room. So wrong but so so right.
This time it was his turn to get on his knees, he lifted her back on his desk and leaned her back.
‘You might want to hold on to something,’ he winked, she spread her arms out and knocked nearly everything off his desk.
He lowered his mouth to her breasts, his tongue circling her nipple, feeling it harden in his mouth.
Kissing down to her navel, he reached her pubis, her smooth gorgeous pubis. He let his tongue find her clit, circling it before gently nibbling, Izzy let out a gasp before clamping her hand over her mouth so as not to attract any attention to the room.
She tasted amazing. He moved his tongue down between each of her lips, lapping up her juices, he looked up at her quivering body as she strained not to cry out.
His tongue darted inside her, in and out, in and out, he brought his thumb up to her clit to massage it as he tongue fucked her. Her thighs closed in on his head and her body began to be over taken by her orgasm, she let out a muffled cry as her juices flowed on to his desk and dripped to the floor.
‘That. Was. Amazing.’ Izzy said breathlessly, he leaned on top of her, feeling her bare breasts against his chest and kissed her deeply, ‘mmmm, I taste good!’
‘Izzy, listen to me, having sex is a big decision, you don’t want to rush into anything, it should be with someone you…’ Izzy kissed him again and before he could speak she guided him to her opening.
‘you sure?’
‘Yes’
He slowly pushed inside her, he could feel her hymen, he moved in and out gently until he felt her hymen break, she gasped and he stopped.
‘No, no, please go on,’ she said.
He leant on his elbows, with his hands holding her back and shoulders, trying to support her as much as possible.
‘Mr James…,’ she breathed. Mr James is inside me, INSIDE me.
Their eyes were locked, he kissed her again as he pushed further inside her.
When she started moving beneath him, in time with him, he knew the pain was passed.
He started moving deeper and faster, her breathing quickened.
Standing up right he put his hands on her hips and started pumping harder and harder into her hot wet goodness.
Izzys hands moved over her body one reaching for her clit the other massaging her breast, tweaking her nipples. Mr James looked down on the writhing body on his desk, he wasn’t sure how he’d ever be able to work on that desk again without thinking of the hottest sex he had ever had.
This felt amazing, neither had ever felt so in tune with anyone, so hot; electricity was running through their bodies, faster and faster, he pulled her up to him and kissed her deeply as they both reached climax in unison.
They held each other there, Izzys head on Mr James’ chest, their breathing laboured and hearts beating fast.
‘Mr James?’ Izzy spoke finally.
Mr James looked down and kissed the top of her head.
‘Ben, I think you can call me Ben now.’
