It was the end of that first week back in school since Tessa and I had been together. In less than twelve hours, it would mark the one-week anniversary from when we first made love. We hadn’t “been” with one another in over five days, and I think it was starting to affect both of us in ways that only we could understand. I honestly felt that it was imperative for both of us to be with one another in some capacity, and when I walked into class that afternoon, I was met with a delightful smile as Miss Mia brushed past me and ordered, “See me after class.”
Normally, she would’ve used more words to make such a request and certainly would’ve added more kindness to them, but it was obvious that she didn’t want any of the other students overhearing. Thankfully, no one had since class hadn’t officially started yet and people were talking amongst themselves while still filtering into the room. I won’t lie when I say that I took my assigned seat with a huge grin on my face as I thought about the possibilities.
Just like the week before, class seemed to sluggishly pass by since fate knew I was excited for what would happen when three o’clock rolled around. It was like all the powers that be in the universe were conspiring together in an effort to make sure that Tessa and I couldn’t wallow in each other like we were meant to. If fate had a face, I would’ve enjoyed punching it.
I studied my marvelous instructor as she went about teaching and writing things down on the blackboard for all to see. She was wearing a long-sleeved, button-up white blouse, and she was also attired in a tight-fitting gray skirt that went down past her knees. She had on some black boots that had a two-inch heel on the back and she also appeared to be wearing a silver necklace. I wasn’t exactly sure about that since it was mostly concealed by her top, and even though I knew she wouldn’t have minded me staring and trying to see it, I didn’t want any of my fellow classmates seeing what I was up to.
When class was finally finished, I remained seated while everyone else rushed out of the room in order to get the hell out of dodge. The weekend was underway and a lot of the other kids had plans…and hopefully, so did I. I sat at my desk that was only a few feet away from Miss Mia’s and watched her round caboose as she erased her markings on the blackboard.
Letting out a sigh that I was all too familiar with, my stunning Creative Writing teacher turned and saw that everyone was gone with the exception of me. She then smiled before walking over to the open door and pulling it shut. I guess up until that point, I had never realized that the classroom doors had locks on them. I found that little tidbit out when I heard Tessa click it.
My heart started racing when she faced me again and started walking toward me. She had a huge smile on her face that I was more than positive meant only one thing. Just like she had done in the past, the sultry instructor took a seat on the desk next to mine while never once taking her eyes off me. After letting out a second sigh, she asked, “How has your week been, Marcus?”
“Long,” I responded in the only word that had any meaning.
My glorious teacher threw her head back and laughed as she agreed with me. “It has been a rather tedious five days,” she concurred.
I became a little nervous as I wondered what would happen next. It suddenly occurred to me that maybe what she had to say wouldn’t be positive. For all I knew, maybe she was going to tell me that she had met someone else already and what we had was nothing more than a memory.
No, Miss Mia was not that kind of person. She wasn’t about to tarnish the magic we had shared and shoot me down right before the start of the weekend. She was a good-natured woman with a heart of gold.
Turning her head toward the back of the classroom where there were a few shelves of books, Tessa abruptly asked me, “Do you see that desk back there closest to the bookshelves, Marcus?”
I looked to my right and over my shoulder as I nodded. “Yeah…”
“Would you head back there, please?”
Confused, I did as I was told and climbed off my chair in order to walk to the opposite corner of the classroom. I left my books and papers behind while doing so. When I reached my destination, I glanced back across the room and asked, “Do you need me to get you a book over here?”
“Have a seat, Marcus.”
Again, I followed the orders to a T. I sat down and waited for whatever Tessa had in mind.
I watched as the smile upon her face never once left it. Had she not looked so beautiful with it, I would’ve thought it almost seemed creepy like something out of one of those old horror movies when people were always smiling and never seem to quit. Fortunately, though, Tessa looked great when she was showing her pearly whites, so I had nothing to worry about.
Miss Mia finally stood up and then walked over to her desk at the front of the room. I hadn’t noticed it while her back was to me since it was such a short period of time, but she must’ve reached up and undone the top few buttons of her blouse because the next thing I knew, she was bending over to open one of her desk drawers…and her cleavage was just screaming to be fully released.
I thought my dong would hit the bottom of the desk I was sitting at and alert Miss Mia to my arousal. I was wearing jeans, though, and they always tend to hold things back…even when I didn’t want them to.
After retrieving some papers, my stunning teacher suddenly made her way to the side of the room I was on. She walked between two rows of desks before she placed the papers in her right hand on the desk I sat at. She then leaned forward on it so I could see her raging cleavage yet again. I could also tell that she had on quite possibly the same white bra I had pulled off her the weekend before.
My eyes wanted to fixate on the way those two wonderful breasts pressed up against one another, but I figured it would probably be best to look at the papers that had been placed in front of me. I knew it couldn’t be an assignment since she had handed the only one we had had throughout the week back almost an hour earlier, so I wondered just what it was that I was looking at as I stared at all the writing on the top page.
Miss Mia knew exactly what she was doing: She used her arms to press her voluptuous boobs even closer together, and she was doing her best to make me break. I had a feeling deep in my gut that she had probably touched herself with thoughts of me dancing through her head almost as many times as I had masturbated to images of her naked body prancing through mine over the course of the long week. She was just as horny as I was.
“Do you know what these papers are, Marcus?”
I probably would’ve been able to make an educated guess if I could’ve taken my eyes off Miss Mia’s tits long enough to scan them over. “Um, no. What are they, Miss…”
“Ah, ah, ah!” she scolded me and reminded me with a wave of her finger that I was to refer to her by her first name when we were alone together. I was thankful that rule was still in effect.
“What are they, Tessa?”
“Now, don’t feel obligated to use them by any means,” my marvelous instructor said as she glanced down at herself and playfully undid two more of her buttons, “But I took it upon myself to write a few scenes for your story.” She finally looked at me and went on, “Now, before you say anything, I don’t want you to take offense to the fact that I did this! I just thought it would be kind of fun since the main characters are based on you and I, and I wanted to participate a little…so I put some time aside each night this last week and started jotting down things that I thought would be…hot.”
I’m sure the smile on my face told Miss Mia all she needed to know.
“Again, you don’t have to use any of this by any means, but I thought it would be kind of fun to enter the world you created, put myself there with you, and write a few things down.” As she spoke her words, she pulled her tucked-in blouse out of the skirt so she could undo a few more buttons.
“Tessa, this is just plain awesome!” I told her with renewed vigor. “The fact that you care enough about my writing to want to be a part of it…you have absolutely no idea what that means to me!”
“Do you really mean that, Marcus?”
“Of course, I do!” As I said the words, the last button was popped…and she was suddenly slinking out of the blouse. I couldn’t believe my eyes.
There was a countertop close to the bookshelves with some generic cabinets above them that were in most of the classrooms in my school, and Miss Mia set her shirt on top of said counter before facing me once more and pressing her tits together with her upper arms. It was last weekend all over again…and I was ready for it.
“I’ve been thinking about you a lot this week, Marcus. If I’m being completely truthful, a lot of the other students in class probably ended up getting by with some better grades than they deserved because when I was correcting papers throughout the week, I just wanted to get them done and over with so I could be thinking about you…and writing this.” She pointed to the papers on my desk.
I wanted so much to read through what she had written…but there was no way in hell I was about to pass up on what stood before me. I watched in awe as she ran her hands over the smooth tops of her tits, and I wondered if she’d dare remove the brassiere holding them in place. We were still in our school, after all.
My wish was granted when she reached down and pulled the right boob out of concealment. It was so big and the bra was so small that it looked like it was struggling for air as she pinched the nipple in order to get my motor revved up. As she carried out the sultry deed, she spoke in a manner like nothing out of the ordinary was going on as she queried, “Would you maybe like to read over some of the scenes I was hoping we could add to your story?”
“I think this is becoming our story,” I told my incredible teacher as I watched her play with her hardened teat.
“I don’t know about that,” she said as she reached down and suddenly whipped the other boob out. “I don’t think I deserve any credit for everything you’ve done…”
“But you were the inspiration behind everything!” I reminded her. “There wouldn’t be a story without you!”
With both of her breasts free, Miss Mia playfully started shaking them back and forth before bouncing up and down on her heels a few times. She was killing me with her sex appeal.
I’m sure she noticed me putting one of my hands under the desk.
Still smiling, Tessa took a couple of steps until she was standing directly in front of my desk…and then she turned around and hiked the back of her skirt up so I could see just how far her panties were riding up the crack of her astonishing ass. She even bent forward as she playfully suggested, “Maybe you should read the first page and tell me what you think.”
Feeling like this was all one big game, I did exactly that. I played along and started reading the first sentence as those two beautiful cheeks danced a jig before me. By the time I was starting the second paragraph, Tessa was already another step ahead of me.
I had to pause momentarily when I realized Miss Mia had disappeared…and it was because she had dropped to the floor and was under my desk.
“I don’t hear any reading up there!” Her voice came from below me. “Please don’t tell me you find it too boring to go on! I really put my heart and soul into this!”
“No, it’s fantastic so far!” I told her as I tried to sneak a peek of what she was doing below. That was when I suddenly felt a hand on my crotch and another one working on unbuckling my pants. As distracted as I was, I did my best to start reading again.
I struggled through things as I felt my bologna being unbundled and then doused in saliva. I then felt it enter a wet hole, and I heard a gurgling sound accompany my pleasure. My voice jumped a few times as I read, and a few words were pretty rough to get out between grunts. I slightly stood up for a few seconds in order to allow the stunning woman to get my pants and boxers down around my ankles.
Miss Mia’s head suddenly emerged from beneath the desk as she pushed me back enough in my seat so I could finally see what she was doing. I could only imagine what any other person in the school would’ve thought if he or she had barged in on such a moment. I’m fairly certain that it’s not too often when a sexy, female teacher is giving one of the male students a blowjob under a desk while said student reads a paper to her. I’m sure it’s happened at some point in the history of the world…but not too often.
Tessa draped her left arm over my right leg as she grasped the base of my prick and continued downing what she could from the angle she was at. The floors in our school had the cheapest carpet imaginable, so I’m assuming her knees couldn’t have been comfortable. I asked if she was doing okay…and she responded by slurping down even more of my meat.
I stopped reading the paper and just watched the free show going on in my lap. At one point, Tessa leaned in on my left leg and started dousing my staff in slobber. She held it by the head and even continued jerking on it as she nibbled and tongued the base. The woman certainly knew how to use everything in and on the lower part of her face to perfection.
Miss Mia looked incredibly uncomfortable, but she was a trooper. She started repositioning herself yet again and not only rolled onto her back beneath me, but worked her arms under my legs so I could plop my sausage down right across her face. I think she intended to have me feed my snake into her mouth, but with the way things worked out, she ended up grabbing my cock with her left hand and started licking it along the underside as she reached down and used her right hand to push the front of her panties aside. I could hear the wetness of her fingers against her labia as she went to work on herself.
Again, I pictured what it would look like if the headmaster of our school walked in and saw Miss Mia pleasuring both herself and me at the same time. Her tits were still hanging out of her bra, and her wet snatch was exposed for anyone to see if that door suddenly swung open. I really hoped no one had a key in case they needed into her room for any reason.
Maybe I hadn’t noticed it up to that point because my mind had been elsewhere, but the heavenly aroma of a floral arrangement once again wafted up to me as I realized how marvelous Miss Mia smelled. Her natural scent was fascinating, and I wanted to breathe her in over and over again.
I suddenly heard and felt her struggling to take my cock in her mouth from the awkward position she had placed herself in beneath me. I was hanging off the edge of my chair enough as it was, so I feared that if I slipped, I would end up planting my ass right in her face. That was not something I would ever want to put her through. I’m not that kind of guy.
Since I didn’t want anything untoward to befall my wonderful teacher, I stood up…and hit the bottom of the desk with my hard dick as I did so. It flopped about and Miss Mia saw the whole thing transpire.
“Marcus! Are you all right? That sounded like it hurt!”
“I’m fine,” I laughed it off since I knew the best remedy for it was to put it back in Tessa’s mouth. “I just don’t want you down there on the floor! You look terribly uncomfortable!”
My Creative Writing instructor crawled out from under the desk on the side she had been standing on before, and even though there wasn’t a whole lot of room, she brushed the papers she had placed on the flat surface to the floor and tried to lay on it to the best of her ability. The desks weren’t all that big, so most of her body was hanging off it. She almost looked like she had been more comfortable on the floor.
I held the base of my gray shirt up a bit and out of the way as Miss Mia reached back and fed my penis into her mouth. Using the desk to balance herself, she started devouring my dick as she once again used the digits of her right hand to finger herself. I could only imagine what some lucky student would think if he sat at the desk the following week and smelled Tessa’s juices on it…
I viewed the spectacle with a pounding heart as I reached back with one hand to clutch onto the nearest bookshelf for support. Miss Mia was eating me like I was her last meal, and her breasts heaved as she did so. Her appetite for my hunk of meat was insatiable.
She started using her hand a little more as she went back and forth between blowing and tugging on me. I watched drool drip from both her lips and my pecker as it fell to the floor below. Again, I could only imagine how funny it would be to see someone walk in this area of the classroom without knowing what happened between Tessa and I. It was almost like it could be our own little inside joke when we saw someone stand or sit on this end of the room.
I wondered how soon other teachers would start to notice Miss Mia’s absence from the teacher’s lounge or whatever other area she normally frequented after classes. We had been sequestered away back in the corner of her classroom for at least ten minutes, and I didn’t think she wanted our fun time to end any time soon. That became even more apparent when she finally climbed off the desk and then sat on it with her legs spread wide and her panties pulled to the side to reveal her dripping pink to me. She gave it a pat as her juices ran down her innermost legs between her lower cheeks and onto the desk. She obviously wanted me in her.
“Is this a good idea?” I whispered as if someone would actually hear me ask the question aloud from the other side of the masonry. I tried to make her understand what I meant by saying, “You know I want to do this, Tessa, but will any of the other teachers start to wonder where you’re at? Will they come looking for you?”
I was surprised when she answered, “That just adds to the danger, don’t you think, Marcus? And the danger heightens the thrill…which in turn heightens the experience!”
I certainly couldn’t argue that…but it didn’t make me feel any better about the fact that something dreadful could happen to Miss Mia if we were caught. I knew I’d be in dip shit as well, but my main concern was for her. I almost thought that if I could bust faster than I had any of my other times with her, we could wrap things up and throw our clothes back on. It would certainly be easy to pull off since just looking at Tessa always made me want to cream my pants.
I stepped up to the inviting pussy and kicked my pants off so I wouldn’t trip over them. The bottom of my shirt rested on my erect pecker as I did so, and I decided to pull it off so it wouldn’t get sweaty with what happened next. Tessa smiled upon seeing my physique, and I even noticed her bite down on her bottom lip while looking me over.
It goes without saying that someone in Miss Mia’s profession does his or her absolute best to refrain from foul language, but as I shoved my veiny beast into her wet grotto, I heard an “oh shit!” escape her lips. It was very faint and I’m sure she didn’t want me to hear it, but I think we were well beyond curse words with what we were doing.
Tessa held her panties off to the side as I moved in and out of her. I couldn’t help but suddenly wonder what the game plan was for when I busted since she still had a good share of her clothes on her. If any of my semen ended up on her dress or in her hair, one of the other teachers would surely notice it before she left the building. Sure, we could wipe it off and pass a wet spot off as a spilled beverage or something, but what if one of us didn’t notice it…?
Miss Mia moaned in a way that made it sound like we hadn’t performed the act of love on one another in years. I could see the sweat forming on her upper chest, and when she reached up and grasped one of my shoulders for support, I could see the lust in those marvelous breen eyes of hers. When I leaned forward to start suckling on one of her titties, I could hear her mumbling incoherent words over and over again.
We kissed a few times as my hands went up and down her legs, and she decided she wanted to lean over the desk the same way I had bent her over the table back in the motel room. I backed up just enough to give her room to do so, and she even placed a knee up on it in order to present me with enough room. I grabbed on to her hips and found my way back inside.
Like I had been doing almost every time we made love, I started off slow and built my speed up as we went. About two minutes in, I was thrashing back and forth like a wild man, and I even noticed that Miss Mia had started using one of her arms like a pillow as she curled up on it and appeared to be laughing while taking the pummeling. I could tell that she was truly happy and savoring every minute of our lovemaking.
At one point, Tessa asked me to stop momentarily and I complied without questioning her. I wasn’t sure if something had alerted her to something going on outside the classroom door, but I quickly realized it had nothing to do with that. Instead, she stood up to stretch and then bent down ever so slightly so she could put my cock into her mouth and give it a few passes for a small chunk of time. She then went right back into the position she had been in so I could continue to bang away.
I did just that for about another minute until I realized it was going to happen. Of all the times I had cum for Tessa, this was going to be quite different because we were straight up making love in a place where doing so was forbidden. Blowing a load within her classroom would be quite taboo, and I had no idea where I was going to release my semen.
“Tessa!” I grunted as I pumped away on her. “I’m going to cum!”
“Yes!” she shouted before quickly lowering her voice. She placed a hand over her mouth and gave me a “whoops” look as she glanced over a shoulder at me. When she had her composure back, she told me, “Cum inside me!”
I was all for it, but at the same time, I wondered if that was the best idea. If I pulled out and fired it anywhere else, we would be able to spot it and clean it up, but if I came in her, what if some of it leaked out and…
“Are you sure?” I whispered as I continued to hammer away. “What if…”
“Just cum, Marcus! CUM!”
And I did. Upon hearing her sizzling orders, my penis started flooding her insides with a mess of jism that couldn’t be contained. I don’t even remember what kind of howls were emitting from me as I unloaded my creamy goodness into that dazzling woman. I kept her bent over the desk for quite some time as I filled her to bursting.
When I was finally done, I took a step back and watched my penis fall out of her. A string of semen came with it and dropped to the floor…just barely managing to miss my wadded-up pants in the process. I also noticed a bit of my clumpy fluids trickling out of Miss Mia and dribbling down the insides of her legs. It was obvious that she didn’t care since she was still bent over the desk and enjoying every second of what we had just done to each other.
It shouldn’t have surprised me when my spectacular teacher suddenly spun around and dropped to her knees so she could begin sucking off any residue from my still-pulsating cock. She shoved my meat so far down her gullet that I was surprised I didn’t cum all over again. She went back and forth on it a few times, and when she finally pulled it back out, I noticed a globule of semen land directly between her breasts. She also had a wad on her right wrist that was slowly making its way down her forearm.
Tessa gave me a few final tugs before leaning in and gently kissing my tip. She then smiled up at me as she said, “Today, Marcus…you were the teacher!”
“I don’t know about that!” I wheezed since I always learned something new when I was with Miss Mia.
Tessa smiled at me one more time before standing back up and pulling her panties back over her wet slit. I could see a few clumps of cum on the floor beneath her, and when she saw me take note of them, she assured me, “I’ll clean that up! Why don’t you take those papers and go enjoy your weekend, okay? Think about me while you’re reading them!”
“Let me help you clean up,” I told her as I started putting my clothes back on. “I’m not going to partake in all the fun and then let you deal with the aftermath!”
After tucking one of her breasts back into her bra, the kindhearted teacher placed a hand on one of my cheeks and told me, “This is just one of the many reasons why you’ll always be the most special man in the world to me, Marcus. The fact that you’re so caring of other people’s feelings…”
I gave the wonderful instructor a quick kiss before asking her, “Do you have any paper towels anywhere…?”
*
My weekend was interrupted by a phone call that I was fortunately the one to answer. I’m not sure if either of my parents would’ve recognized Miss Mia’s voice had one of them been the one to pick up the phone, nor do I know if my stunning teacher would’ve identified herself by name if she had been asked. All I know was that I happened to pick the receiver up and said “hello” when I instantly heard Tessa’s shaken voice on the other end of the line.
“Marcus? How are you?”
“Tessa,” I mumbled her name in shock since I wasn’t anticipating her to call. “How are you? Is everything all right?”
“I…I was wondering if you could possibly come over to my house?”
The question seemed like it had come out of nowhere. I certainly hadn’t been expecting her call, but more so than that, I couldn’t believe that she was inviting me to her home. “Is everything all right?”
“I need to talk to you,” she told me in a stern voice.
“Okaaay…” I dragged the word out longer than I should have. I could tell in her voice by the sound of things that nothing good would come of my visit, but she was important to me in more ways than one. “You’re going to have to let me know where you live so I know where I’m going.” I grabbed a small piece of paper and started jotting down directions with a pencil as she gave them. It turned out that she wasn’t very far from me at all. Maybe a mile, tops.
“How soon can you be here, Marcus?”
“If I leave right now, maybe five or ten minutes?”
“Okay. Please hurry. Drive safely.”
“Sure, Tessa. I’ll see you soon. Goodbye.” I hung the phone up after hearing it click on her end. I don’t remember if I was trembling or not, but I’m sure I was. I had a bad feeling that I was about to be “dumped” even though we weren’t officially dating by any stretch of the imagination. The very thought made me sick to my stomach because I had always believed in my heart that I would be with one woman and one woman only for the rest of my life after the intercourse thing actually happened. I may not be a genius, but I was pretty sure that I knew exactly what was in store for me once I reached her place.
I told my dad I was going to a Welch’s house for a bit and would be back shortly. He just nodded while watching television since he rarely had time off and enjoyed doing so when he was home, and then I went outside and fired my black pickup up. Try saying that ten times fast.
On the entire ride to Miss Mia’s house, I was wondering what she was going to drop in my lap. I thought for sure it would be a breakup of sorts, but at the same time, I wondered if she had discovered she was pregnant. In my mind, it hadn’t been long enough for her to find out such a thing, but I was still paranoid of all the possibilities in those days. I instantly cursed myself for cumming inside of her on the two occasions when I had, but I reminded myself that she had been adamant that I could do so without consequence. I trusted her, so that couldn’t have been what was going on. Besides, she wouldn’t know if she was expecting after only one damn week. Again: Paranoid.
When I arrived at her house, I decided to discreetly park a few houses away and hoof it the rest of the way there. I figured if nosy neighbors saw and happened to recognize me, things wouldn’t look good for my Creative Writing instructor. She sounded distraught enough over the phone as it was.
As I made my way down the sidewalk, I realized I was in Freya’s neck of the woods. Memories flooded back to me and I found myself wondering how she was doing. She was away in one of the bigger cities for college, and she was on her way to becoming a doctor. She was an amazing person who had taught me many things in my time hanging out with her…just like Miss Mia.
I located the house with no problem and saw that it was light blue with some red shutters. There were two trees in the front yard along with a garden gnome, and a driveway led up to a garage that wasn’t connected to the house. Tessa’s vehicle must’ve been parked inside of it since it wasn’t out in the driveway or in the street.
There was a front stoop that led up to a door, and there was also a side door from the driveway. I decided to go to the one on the side because I figured it would be less conspicuous. I opened the storm door and rapped three times on the wooden portal before me. I waited all of five seconds for the beautiful woman to appear and invite me inside.
What met my eyes inside made my stomach lurch.
There were cardboard boxes everywhere full of dishes and food in the kitchen I had just entered the house through. On the dining room table, there were even more boxes full of clothes and other essentials. As I followed Tessa noiselessly into the living room, I saw more boxes that had decorations and albums crammed into them.
“Tessa…”
My wonderful teacher walked past a hutch and grabbed a few framed photographs and a little wooden horse off it in order to drop them into a nearby box. She then picked up a few books that were sitting on her coffee table next to a little statue of a mermaid and put them in it as well. The look on her face was not one of happiness.
“Tessa…”
The fair-skinned beauty with dark eyebrows finally turned to face me as her sorrow almost overcame her. I could see that she was fighting back a boatload of tears, but whatever it was that was bothering her, I wanted her to know that we could fight it together. I didn’t like seeing her saddened, and I’m not making it up when I say that witnessing her in such a state made me want to break down and cry.
“Tessa, what’s going on? Why are you packing all your belongings up?”
“Because I’ve been an idiot, Marcus!” The beautiful woman finally broke down as she dropped onto her couch and started to weep. “I can’t believe I could ruin things so quickly!”
I took a seat next to the best damn teacher in the world and placed a hand on her back to console her. She was wearing a black tank top that was skintight, and over it she had on a long-sleeved, violet-colored shirt without buttons. It looked and felt like it could have been made of silk, but these kinds of things usually go over my head. She was also wearing those skintight black leggings that can get any guy riled up…but I knew this wasn’t the time to notice such things.
“Marcus, I…I have to leave!”
I didn’t follow why such a thing had to happen. “Why, Tessa? What’s the matter? Has someone done something to you? Are you in some kind of trouble?”
The fair-skinned woman wiped at her nose and avoided eye contact with me as she admitted, “I tempted fate and now I’m paying for it!”
“What happened?” I asked the lovely teacher as I tried to get her to look my way. “Is there anything I can do to help?”
Tessa shook her head as she sniveled, “I called you because I couldn’t leave without saying goodbye!”
My heart sank since I knew she wasn’t making anything up. Something truly terrible had indeed befallen her, and she was obviously leaving in a hurry. I tried to think of happy thoughts…like when I had been vigorously sprinkling my abundant seed all over her enormous rack back in our memorable little motel room. I did my best to remain positive.
“This is all my fault!” Miss Mia went on. She calmed down long enough to explain, “What we did yesterday in my classroom: Well, you warned me multiple times that we shouldn’t have done that, but I wouldn’t listen because it’s always been a fantasy of mine to find the man of my dreams and have him take me in my classroom! That probably sounds silly, but it’s something I’ve always wanted!”
I smiled inwardly since Tessa had referred to me as “the man of her dreams.” That had to count for something.
“Well, I thought we kept things pretty discreet and we had cleaned up the room so no one would suspect a thing…but I screwed up, Marcus! I screwed up BIG!”
I wasn’t following and couldn’t think of a single detail we had missed. “What did we forget about, Tessa? What could we have possibly missed?”
“That damn necklace I was wearing, Marcus!” Miss Mia reminded me of the silver chain that had been around her neck. “It came back and bit us in the ass!”
I had no idea how a simple piece of jewelry had given us away. I definitely needed a little more context.
“After you left,” Tessa started to explain, “I went back to the teacher’s lounge area where all of us ‘A-Wing’ instructors leave our personal belongings. If you didn’t know this, it’s where our ‘lockers’ basically are, and I was gathering my things to leave for the weekend. I was just about out the door when I bumped into that busybody, Missus Peters.”
Ish. I knew exactly who she was talking about. Missus Peters taught courses about psychology…and she was indeed everything Miss Mia claimed she was.
“She wouldn’t let me leave, Marcus. She started going on and on about certain students she has in her classes that get on her nerves, and she just wouldn’t shut up! I tried to tell her I was in a hurry, but that’s when she somehow noticed something through those thick glasses of hers! She spotted something on my necklace and suddenly looked horrified.”
My mind was racing for the answer since I had no idea what the annoying teacher could’ve perceived. I thought about how those spectacles she wore made her look like an owl.
“Marcus, she somehow saw a clump of your…semen on the necklace. Somehow, I missed it and that witch spotted it!”
I swallowed a lump in my throat. I was beginning to understand why Miss Mia was packing up. That stupid old cow had managed to get my favorite teacher fired.
“Well, to make a long story short,” Tessa sniffled, “Missus Peters actually blackmailed me into quitting. She told me she would go to Headmaster Keiner and report that I was messing around with a student if I didn’t immediately resign. I found out that she had wanted to teach Creative Writing from the start, but when I showed up this year, I apparently stole the job out from under her since I was more qualified.
“Anyway, she tried to get me to admit to ‘having relations with someone,’ but I wouldn’t give her your name! I don’t know what she could possibly do with such information, but I refused to bring you down with me.”
“If I came forward,” I spoke up, “Would it help you keep your job? What if I told the faculty that I blackmailed you? What if I told them that I made you do things with me…?”
Tessa placed a hand on my right knee. “Never. I would never have you do such a thing. First, that is not the truth since I threw myself at you. Secondly, even if you did do something like that, word would still be circulating the school that I was with a student and both our reputations would be shot. What’s best is for me to up and leave. I can start over somewhere…somewhere far away from that loudmouth sow.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I tried to grasp at straws as I said, “Couldn’t you have told her it was just…pudding or something? Maybe you had spilled a bit at lunch…”
Tessa actually laughed for the first time since I had arrived in her home. “Oh, Marcus! We think a lot alike! I actually said that very thing…but she obviously wasn’t having any of it!”
I know I must’ve sounded rude, but I couldn’t help but grumble, “I’m surprised a woman like Missus Peters even knows what cum looks like. I doubt she’s seen a whole lot of it in her time.”
“Marcus!”
“Sorry.”
Miss Mia laughed a little more. I was at least glad that I could give her a little humor in an otherwise dismal moment.
“Where will you go?” I then asked.
“I really don’t know,” my marvelous teacher answered. “My family is originally from out east, so I was thinking of heading that way. I doubt anyone out that way remembers me, so it’s as good a place to start over as any.”
“How could anyone forget you, Tessa?” My voice nearly cracked since I knew I was on the verge of tears. I didn’t want to see her go. I gulped as I asked, “Will I ever see you again?”
“If fate is kind to us, I hope so,” Miss Mia stammered, and then slowly inched forward so she could give me a gentle kiss. I think it was only meant to last a few seconds, but I placed a hand on her face and poured everything I had into returning the sign of affection. For the briefest of moments, Tessa pulled away and stared deep into my eyes…and then her head shot forward and we were kissing once more.
It was the motel room all over. Our emotions overcame us and the next thing we knew, I had Miss Mia on my lap. My hands were on her bottom in order to hold her in place, and her fingers were running through my hair. She then pulled her long locks out of the way as I threw a nearby pillow to the floor. Things were about to get wild for the last time.
Tessa began grinding on my lap as we continued to kiss. My hands had worked their way up and I was doing my best to uncover her boobs. She knew I wanted at her chest, so she took the long-sleeved shirt off and let it drop to the floor behind her. She then pushed herself up enough to let me really have a go at her breasts, and when I finally managed to pop one of them out of confinement, it instantly ended up in my mouth.
After a minute of indulging myself on that boob, I moved the wonderful woman off my lap and onto one end of the couch where I propped her up against the armrest. We continued to make out knowing full well that it would probably never happen again, and our hands repeatedly traveled up and down each other’s bodies. She was holding my face again while we kissed, and my chin was practically resting on her massive tits. What the hell was I going to do without this woman in my life…?
I moved down and started tenderly kissing her neck, and while doing so, I listened to her moan before I moved further down and started running my tongue over her left nip. I flicked it back and forth while it hardened to its full size, and when I glanced up at my lovely teacher’s face, I could see that dazzling smile that I had fallen so hard for.
We went back to kissing and indulging in one another for a few more minutes until Miss Mia decided she wanted to see me shirtless one last time. She tugged the piece of clothing off me and then instantly started saturating my abs in her saliva. She loved running her tongue over my physique, and I cherished every single moment with her while I still could.
Fortunately, Tessa wasn’t wearing a bra. Whether or not that was by design, it played into my favor as I tugged the straps of her shirt downward and pulled it down to her navel. With her breasts completely free, I grasped on to one with both hands and started running my tongue over the teat as I stared directly into her eyes while doing so. Her mouth hung open as she appeared to be enjoying the stimulation, and then her head moved forward as we basically started to kiss with her nipple right between us. It was incredibly hot and it made me want to formulate a plan to escape somewhere far away with her.
From where I knelt on the couch to dominate most of the action, Miss Mia had her legs intertwined around mine. With a huge smile on her face, she suddenly pushed me back far enough away to have access to my belt. She unbuckled it and then pulled it out through the loops. With the strap of leather in her hands, she deviously grinned while utilizing it to drape over my neck and pull me in close for another lengthy make-out session. She had never behaved in such a kinky manner before…and I have to admit that I enjoyed being at her mercy.
Unable to hold back much longer, I waited for the moment when she released her hold on my belt ever so slightly so I could suddenly push myself back and grab on to the top of her pants. Without much effort, I whipped them and the black panties she had on underneath down at the same time to reveal her fuzzy little patch of fur. I placed my hand on it and listened to her coo in satisfaction as I sunk a finger in up to a knuckle within her. As I continued to pleasure her, both of her legs suddenly shot out almost as if she was spasming…but I know I was just hitting her spot.
It was time for the main event. If this was to be the last time the two of us would ever have intercourse together, I wanted to give her everything in my lovemaking arsenal. I finally stood up and started to unbutton my pants…but she was quick to shoot up and bat my hands away so she could have the honor. I was unzipped and my jeans were flying off in record time.
Tessa slid off the couch and onto her knees to the carpet below as she placed my manhood in her mouth and started inhaling it. Every other time she had given me oral stimulation, she had started off slow and worked her way toward downing all of me, but on this special occasion, she went for it all right off the bat. She used both of her hands and was shoving every inch of me as far down her throat as she possibly could. I’m sure she could tell how pleased I was from the moans escaping my lips above her.
Eventually, Miss Mia pulled my hardened prick out of her mouth in order to let a huge wad of saliva drop onto it, and then she raised herself ever so slightly off the floor in order for my slick dick to end up between her massive mountains. She pressed her jugs together and used the spittle she had produced as a lubricant in order to let me enjoy titty-banging her.
My moist cock went up and down that valley numerous times as I bent down and placed my hands on the cheeks of the lovely woman’s face. She looked up at me with her sparkling eyes, and then our lips met as we began probing each other’s mouths with our tongues again. Most guys don’t want to kiss a girl after their dick has been in her mouth, but I didn’t mind since I never wanted to live life without Miss Mia’s tender touch again. I was going to get as much of her as I possibly could.
A string of drool dangled from my chin and I wasn’t even real sure if it was mine or Tessa’s…but I certainly didn’t care. When I finally pulled away from her, it drizzled away from me and fell right on top of the lovely woman’s right breast.
When I decided to step out of my trousers and boxers that were still around my ankles, Miss Mia concluded that it was time to go back to sucking on me. She engulfed a good portion of my meaty staff and I watched as her cheeks sucked in. I also couldn’t help but notice how she was reaching for the shirt that was still around her waist and started moving it further down her body. It stretched past her hips and down her thighs…and then she eased up on me long enough to get up and pull it off her feet. Other than socks, we were both butt naked and it felt great.
Since she was up anyway, I decided it was time to “bury the hatchet,” so to speak…and no, I’m not talking about making peace since we were already lovesick over one another. No, I’m simply being crass and referring to my cock as a weapon…and I needed it in her. I plopped myself down on the couch and motioned for Miss Mia to have a seat on my lap, which she empathically did. She lined herself up perfectly so she could puncture herself on my upright prick. With a little assistance from her right hand, she had no problem lowering herself onto me.
My hands started on her breasts before ending up on her buns as she worked her way up and down. I listened to her begin panting as her marvelous tits brushed up against my face while she leaned forward and grabbed the backside of her couch. My god, if I could only begin to describe what kind of turn-on the woman’s movements were…
Tessa knew as well as I did that the chances of us meeting up somewhere down the line were next to nothing. She wanted to quite literally go out with a bang – no pun intended – the same way I did. The speed of her bounces started building in velocity as did the viciousness, and I saw her teeth grinding together as the sweat began to fly. The two of us were becoming slicker by the second, and I knew if I wasn’t holding on to her tight enough, there was a very real possibility that she was going to fly right off me. I would never allow the marvelous woman to be hurt in such a manner.
I held Tessa’s head close to mine as she slid all the way down me and started grinding back and forth. I could feel my dick surrounded by her glorious insides as she massaged it with her pink, and I momentarily thought about going back to chewing on one of her nipples during the action, but I was afraid I’d accidentally bite it off.
When Miss Mia finally needed a break from the action, she slid off me and sat beside me while looking my chest and package over. She ran a hand over my sleek abdomen before ending up south of my bellybutton, and then her left hand tightly clasped my aroused staff. She gave it a few jerks before affectionately kissing me, and I placed a hand on her lower back to pull her in close.
I rested my head on the back of the couch and ran my fingers through the crack of her immaculate ass as she suddenly decided to go down on me…perhaps for the last time. I thanked everything I held holy for letting me hold on as long as I had, and I knew that if I blew now, I wouldn’t be disappointing the frenetic female. However, if I could last just a little longer…
Miss Mia’s head was going up and down in my lap as I took pleasure in running my hands over her smooth, fair skin. The woman had no limit to her love, and there was absolutely no way I could restrain her savage passion even if I wanted to try. She took my dick to new levels of ecstasy, and when she was ready to climb back aboard it, she did so with her back to me.
I listened to her moan and squeal in delight as she once again returned to the motion of bouncing up and down on my lap. Since I couldn’t see her stunning face, I decided to reach around and grab on to her breasts as she rode me like I was a graceful stallion, and I knew that if I actually could have seen her radiant visage in that moment, the look of desire on her face would have had me cumming within two seconds flat.
Tessa enjoyed the ride for a good two to three minutes before climbing off and collapsing onto the couch beside me again. She then admitted that she wasn’t sure how much more she could take because I was tuckering her out…but she wasn’t about to quit any time soon. I decided that for her well-being, I would try to wrap things up quickly…and I did just that when I planted my manhood within her one last time and started nailing her in the missionary position.
Miss Mia’s legs were up over my shoulders as I drilled away, and I looked directly at her face and could see her begging me to unload my seed for her one final time. My hands gripped the couch as I went up and down, over and over again. I pumped my first-time with everything I had, and when I felt that familiar sensation down below, I quickly asked where she wanted it.
“Surprise me!” she gasped.
I did just that.
My initial few spurts were fired off within the confines of her vagina, and then I pulled out and latched onto myself in order to yank the next few blasts onto her belly. The last of my spunk ended up blanketing her pubes, and it looked like a forest covered in snow. I was so glad she hadn’t shaved that patch of fur. When I was finally out, I collapsed onto her so we could finish things with a kiss.
I lay with Tessa on that couch for a good hour before finally getting up and dressed again. Before leaving, I asked her if there was anything I could do to help her pack, but she claimed she didn’t have much since she had been in the house for under a year. I thought it was unfair that a fantastic woman and such a huge part of my life had to leave town because of one of her nosy co-workers – and one of my least favorite teachers to boot – but I’m thankful for the fact that we were able to see each other one last time before she disappeared from my life like dust in the wind. For as long as I live, I will never forget my last time with Tessa, nor everything she taught me.
She truly was the best teacher in my life in more ways than one, and it’s true that we never forget our first time.
END OF TESSA’S TALE
