A Weekend With My Teacher Ch 02

A weekend with my teacher

Chapter Two

I could feel the gentle warmth of the sun kissing my skin as it streamed through the window. The chirping of birds filled the quiet room. As I began to stir from my deep slumber, I caught a faint hint of mint and sandalwood and all the memories from last night came rushing back. A smile spread across my lips as I thought, "I had sex with Coach Jason Patterson, and it was better than I had ever imagined." As I replayed it in my mind I could feel a blush creep across my whole body, was I that brazen? Did I actually scream his name and beg him for more? What must he think of me? As I contemplated these questions, the man who consumed my thoughts began to wake.

I felt as if warm tingles danced across my skin everywhere his lips had touched me. My muscles began to relax; I snuggled deeper into his body and let my worries faded away.

Jason whispered, "That's better, just relax. I know you, Ashlee, you woke up and began to worry over what happened last night. Want to talk about it?"

I rolled over to look at him; he was so handsome and sure of himself. I wish I could possess that trait. "I was just a little embarrassed about the way I reacted last night, I've never been so forward or brazen. I can't imagine what you might think of me," I sighed.

Jason smiled and my heart skipped a beat, "I enjoyed last night very much," he leaned in and whispered into my ear, "I have fantasized about taking you every night for two years, and last night was better than I could ever have imagined."

I was instantly soaking his sheets with my juices. Who knew that his breath on my ear combined with those words could turn me on so damn fast? He must have seen the lust in my eyes because I saw a glint in his that made my body go on full alert.

He rolled me onto my back as he placed himself on top and said, "If I remember correctly, I did promise to teach you all about oral," before disappearing under the sheets. I was momentarily confused before I felt him spread my pussy lips and HOLY... FUCKING... HELL....

With one single flick of his tongue, my body was set aflame. With the second flick, I felt like lightning had struck my core sending electric waves traveling through my nervous system straight down to my toes curling them inward. By the third flick, I had completely lost myself to the euphoric haze that has engulfed my being. I can feel all the different ways he is using his tongue and each one drives me crazy in a different way.

He flicks me with the tip a few times, and then he will press his tongue flat against my clit and drag it up and down slowly then speed up till I'm screaming his name and just when I think I am close, he will switch to sucking on my numb. Last he uses his tongue to move my nub in circles or side to side before starting all over again with the flicking. Wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me building in strength and intensity. A dense haze has filled my brain almost like I'm drunk, and I can hear myself moaning as the pressure builds, recedes, and quickly builds again. What is he doing to me?

I throw off the sheets, wrap my legs around his head, intertwine my fingers into his hair, and pull him closer, "Please Jason," I whisper. My vision is so blurry and my hearing is muffled "I need to come," I plea with him. He inserts a finger into me and I can hear him groan.

He looks up "You are so hot and wet Ash," he says "I want you to watch me make you come." He says never disrupting the thrusting rhythm he is using to finger me. I nod my head and look down at him as he inserts a second finger into me and goes back to licking my clit. I can feel the warmth between my legs spread all over my body and my muscles begin to coil in anticipation and there is faint drumming in my ears and just as I think I can not handle it anymore, the barrier holding back my orgasm shatters. My body starts to convulse, my back arches off the bed, and my eyes roll back into my head. I want to feel Jason inside of me.

"I need you inside of me," I beg him. Instantly he grabs my hips and flips me over onto my stomach and slams into me from behind in one smooth motion. We both release a moan filled with pleasure as my pussy still quivering from my strong orgasm. When I have started to calm down, Jason leans down to me and starts kissing my shoulder. His kisses lead across my shoulder, up to my neck, and to my ear, where he nibbles on my ear lobe.

"Submit to me Ash, put your hands behind your back, cross your wrists, and don't move without permission." He said to me. I did as I was told curious to see what he had in store for me. "That is perfect; you are so fucking hot when you are at my mercy baby." Jason purred kneading my ass with his hands. I could feel him rubbing his thumbs over my ass, squeezing and massaging as he freely roamed over my body. Then he spread my ass cheeks apart and started to slide out of me ever so slowly until his tip was just barely in my entrance.

Then without warning, he slammed into me so fast that he hit my core cause me to scream. I didn't know you could go so deep. You would have thought that it would hurt, but it didn't. Not really, there was just a hint of pain, but the pleasure that was mixed in had me seeing stars. Before I could even contemplate this new sensation my body was feeling, Jason pulled out and slammed into me again. I bit my lip to keep from screaming again.

*smack* I heard the sound before I felt the burning on my ass. "What was that for?" I cried out.

"Don't hold in your screams, I want to hear your pleasure," Jason commanded.

"But I'm loud, and I don't want anyone to hear me," I replied.

*Smack, Smack* He spanked me again? Twice? "Don't backtalk Ashlee, just do what you are told," Jason instructed.

I moved my hands and tried to roll over to look Jason in the eye when I felt his hands on my back pushing my back down while the other hand smacked my ass again. "What the Hell Jason? I'm not a child you can spank for doing something you don't like." I huffed out. Although the spanking was doing something to me that I didn't understand, I think I liked it, but I would never admit it. I mean after all who gets horny from being spanked?

Jason leaned down close to me and whispered, "From the moment you walked through my door, you became mine to play with as I please. The quicker you learn to play along, the quicker I can bring you untold pleasure." I felt the slightest movement from his cock as if he was trying to prove his point.

Curiosity flooded my system, what was this new game he was playing? What untold pleasure was Jason talking about? I wanted to know so I did the only thing I could do, I submitted. "Ok, what would you like me to do?" I asked.

Jason slides his cock out of me and crawled out of the bed and stood beside me with his hand extended out. "Do you trust me?" he asked.

I thought about it for a second, there weren't a whole lot of people that I truly trusted and I was surprised to discover that yes Jason was one of those few. I didn't know what that meant or even how we had gotten to that point so fast but regardless I took his hand and said, "yes."

The smile that lit up his face was breathtaking; I knew I had made the right choice as I followed him down the hall into one of the guest bedrooms. He unlocked the door and before he opened it he turned around and looked at me, "I'm hoping that what is happening between us isn't one-sided or just a one-weekend stand. I want to share a part of myself with you, I know it won't be today and that is fine. So when you are ready, I'll be here to answer any questions, and we can take things as slowly as you need."

He was being weird and cryptic, but he was also being vulnerable and I loved that. "It's not one-sided Jason, and I would love for it not to be a one-weekend stand, but I don't understand, we have already had sex, what other part of you are you referring to?" I asked.

He took a deep breath and swung open the door. The walls were navy with silver trim; Blackout curtains blocked any sunlight that dared enter. In the middle of the room stood a huge black king-size canopy bed, with silver sheets. It had four matching beams that ran horizontally across the top of the canopy. There were two sets of handcuff chains that hung from the beams; one set was close to the headboard. The headboard had beautifully carved rectangles that housed what looked like candles, oils, and bottles of random shapes and sizes. The second set of handcuff chains hung close to what should have been a footboard, but instead of a footboard, it was an adult-sized leather swing. I was big enough that a very small adult could lay down in it. I wonder what he needed a swing for. I continued to check out the room. Neatly hanging on the walls I saw collars, handcuffs, stretch bars, whips, chains, riding crops, paddles, feathers, costumes, and rope. Proudly displayed on selves are set dildos, vibrators, anal plugs, shock pads, gags, masks, and cleaning products. There were benches, mirrors, a stockade, a couch, a chair, and even a large dog cage that took up space in this room. Which was weird seeing as Jason didn't even own a dog. Maybe he planned to.

I looked back at Jason, "Do you use all of these things?"

"At one point or another, I have yes." He watched me cautiously.

I ran my fingers over some of the toys; they were smooth and cool to the touch. Each was different and unique in its way, whether it was the shape, size, length, or material. Some dildos were made from metal, glass, rubbers, silicone, or plastic. Some were long and skinny, some were short and thick; some vibrated, pulsed, and or thrust, while others did nothing. I was intrigued and found myself wondering what they would feel like inside of me.

As I continued to explore the room seeing what it had to offer, Jason asked, "What are you thinking?" I put down what looked like some weighted balls that were tied together by string and walked back towards the door.

"I admit that I don't know what sixty percent of this stuff is used for, but I am intrigued and willing to try it out" I answered. Jason released the breath that he had been holding waiting on my answer, smiled, and began to kiss me.

"I am going to make love to you again, and then you can ask me anything you want about BDSM," Jason said in between kisses as he carried me back down the hallway to his bedroom and dropping me on the bed before crawling in between my legs.

His lips found mine as his cock slid so easily into my wet core. I wrapped my legs around his back trying to get him in deeper and was rewarded with a groan that sent tingles straight to my pussy. As he started to rock his body against mine, I felt the slow buildup of pressure again. This man was going to kill me from pleasure overload, but hey what a way to go. My head rolled to the side and a caught a glimpse of a mirror. My thoughts went back to my time in the blue room and the wheels in my head started turning. I wanted to prove to Jason that I wanted and was ready to try this new lifestyle.

"Jason, I want to watch you fuck me." I breathed out. Jason stopped and looked down at me then towards the direction I was looking. When his eyes grazed over the mirror, he looked back at me with a pleased smile on his face.

"Are you sure?" he asked. When I nodded yes, he pulled out and said, "Get on your hands and knees and face the end of the bed. You may want to hold onto the footboard," he warned.

I did as I was told, and looking into the mirror I could see everything perfectly. I watched as Jason came up behind me and positioned himself, "Don't look away from my face in that mirror, I want to see everything from your tits bouncing in our rhythm to the expressions on your face. So grab a hold of the footboard because it's going to be a bumpy ride. Don't forget; do not hold back your screams." With that Jason plowed into me.

"Fucking hell," I yelled causing Jason to chuckle. He grabbed my hips and started thrusting into me. He wasn't lying when he said it would be a bumpy ride, he was going to town. In the mirror my tits were swinging wildly almost to the point it started to hurt, but yet still felt good and arousing.

As I looked back up at Jason, I could see a mixture of pleasure and lust cross his face. He was currently looking down watching his cock slide in and out of me. I suddenly wanted to talk dirty to him, I wasn't sure what I was doing, but I had heard my dorm-mate do it lots of times over the semester, so I think I would just copy some of the things she said.

"You like the way my wet cunt squeezes your cock?" I asked in the most seductive voice I could muster.

Jason's confused stare jolted straight to mine, and before I could reconsider what I had done as a mistake, he smirked and replied with, "Fuck yea baby. You're so damn tight."

I added some moaning and screaming sounds that I knew he liked, I didn't have to even fake it, the things he was making me feel were amazing. So I thought I should tell him. "Oh Jason I love the way you fuck my pussy, you're going to make me cum so hard."

Jason began to pick up speed, soon I was in so much pleasure that I couldn't even think, the sounds of his hips pounding my ass and my screams filled the room. I was so fucking close.

"Oh gawww Jason, don't stop, I'm so close." I could feel the pressure building up inside of me I was almost there so when Jason picked up speed once again and started rubbing my clit, I fucking lost it. I came so hard my body locked up, I could not even breathe as pulse after pulse of pleasure jolted through my body.

"Fuck Ash, your pussy is so damn tight, I am going to cum," He warned just a second before I felt his hot seed rush into me. Jason buried himself in me as deep as he could go and arched his back. I could feel his body jerk as slight tremors passed through his system. A few minutes later he pulled out and crashed beside me spent. Once we had calmed down and our breathing was under control Jason looked at me and said, "This is going to be one hell of a weekend, how about some breakfast before round three?"

I smiled at him, "breakfast sounds great, I have a feeling I am going to need the energy." As I watched him leave the bedroom I was surprised at how much excitement filled me as I thought about all the different things Jason could have in store for me.