Teacher's Pet

My heart's beating a million miles a minute. I take a deep breath and follow him down the street toward his car, the rain falling gently on my face and exposed shoulders.

*I shouldn't be doing this,* I think, *he's my teacher.* But I follow him anyway, watching how he walks, how his ass looks in those jeans. We get to his car and I walk around to the passenger side, sliding in and wiping the rain from my face. He climbs in next to me and starts the car, warm air gently blowing on us. I don't speak. I don't know what to say. I want him. Badly.

I glance over at him and my breath catches. His beard silver in the dim light, the street lamp catching on his glasses. He's so sexy. *But he's so much older than me. I can't be doing this,* that little voice in my head says again.

"Julia..." he says softly, meeting my eyes, "Where do you want me to take you?"

*What do I do? Have him drive me home? Take me to his house?*

I look at him, his eyes so gentle and enticing. I can see true curiosity there. And fear. Fear of what? *Fear of rejection,* I realize with a start. He's worried I'm going to reject him. Worried that I let him take me out to dinner and now I won't speak to him again.

I lean toward him and I see relief in his face right before I close my eyes and our lips touch. Immediately his hand raises to my face, cupping my cheek and pulling me close, his lips tender but firm against mine. I moan softly against his lips and he groans in response.

I pull back and open my eyes, breathing hard. His eyes bore into mine, searching for an answer.

"Take me home," I whisper, "To your home."

He groans again--God it's so sexy--and kisses me again, briefly, before turning his attention to the road.

I bite my lip and smile to myself, so excited. Months of wanting him, and finally, finally I can have him.

I took the time while he was driving to think. *I really shouldn't be doing this. But god, he's so sexy. And I know he cares for me. He's been so wonderful all year, in every capacity, not just as a teacher.*

I glance over at him as he pulls into his driveway. I can't read his face, his hair and beard silver in the light, his glasses still splattered with rain drops. I open my door and step out into the rain, walking quickly around the car to meet him at his door before he's completely out. I pull the door the rest of the way open and reach for his hand. He takes it and stands up. I raise my other hand to his face and run my fingers gently along his jaw.

"I've wanted to do this for so long. Wanted to touch you, to be close to you." I say quietly. I take a step backward, tugging his hand, walking toward the door. He unlocks the door and we step inside, the house dark. Neither of us bother to turn on any lights before his hand rises to cup my cheek and he leans down, softly brushing his lips against mine.

Suddenly it's like a bolt of lightning has hit both of us. I gasp, and he groans. We press closer to each other. He walks me backward until I'm up against a wall, then kisses me deeply, his lips firm against mine. His tongue slips out and traces the shape of my lips, asking me to open my mouth for him. I obey, parting my lips and slipping my own tongue out to meet his. *Oh, my god, he even tastes so good,* I think, moaning into his mouth. He responds by growling low in his throat and kissing me harder, pressing his body against me so I can feel the bulge growing in his jeans.

He breaks away, both of us breathing hard, and he looks into my eyes.

"Julia," he asks, his voice rough, "are you sure you want this?"

My body on fire, desire coursing through my veins, I reach my hand to his waistband, slipping my fingers through the belt loop. I tug gently, making him come back closer to me.

"Yes, Daniel, I want this," I whisper, and I pull him into me, our lips almost touching. "Give me all you've got."

He groans deep in his throat and kisses me roughly, his lips hard on mine as he shoves me into the wall again. There is no tenderness, just raw, unbridled passion and desire. My hands explore his body, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt.

He breaks away again, leaving me gasping for air. He grabs my hand and pulls me with him to the bedroom. We stand facing each other, breathing hard, next to his bed. My hands shaky, I reach for the top button of his shirt. I undo it, and then another, and another, keeping my eyes on his face. I tug the bottom of his shirt out of his pants and unbutton it all the way, sliding it off his shoulders. He tosses it to the side and I look away from his face to admire his body.

My breath catches and I bite my lip. *He may be in his 50s, but he's so damn sexy,*

He's a swimmer, and he's in wonderful shape. Not quite a six pack, but a muscled chest and stomach. And god, just the start of the V that I know leads to where I want to be, disappearing into his jeans.

I look back up at him and meet his eyes. He leans down and kisses me, and I kiss him back for just a moment before I break away and slowly slide down to my knees. My fingers fumble slightly with the button on his jeans, but I get it undone. I unzip his jeans and gently tug, bringing the jeans and his briefs down in one movement.

His hard cock springs forward in front of my face and I gasp. Probably 7" long and thick. *God, I hope it will fit,* I think, blushing. I press a gentle kiss to the very tip of his cock, earning a moan from him, then I pull his pants the rest of the way down so he's completely naked in front of me.

I look up and meet his eyes in the dim light. They're piercing even in the darkness, burning into my own with such passion and desire.

"Julia," he asks, his voice catching "have you done this before?"

I nod, grateful for the darkness as my cheeks flush more. "But never with someone this....big." I say, biting my lip.

He laughs softly and reaches down to touch my cheek, his thumb prying my lip from between my teeth. "Is it alright if I instruct you then?"

"Yes sir," I answer shyly, "be my teacher." I grin.

His sharp intake of breath tells me he likes when I call him sir. "Okay then baby," he says, "Start simple. Kiss and lick all over my cock, get it nice and wet."

I quickly obey. His hand stays in my hair as I lick up the underside of his cock, kissing the head. He moans and his fingers tighten in his hair. I do it again, but this time I start at his balls, licking and kissing and gently sucking on them before I run my tongue up his cock. He moans again, louder this time, as I play with his balls.

"Julia, oh my god. Your lips feel amazing," he gasps as I gently suck the tip of his cock into my mouth. "More," he moans/commands. "Take more into your mouth."

I obey, taking more of his cock into my mouth, slowly beginning to bob my head up and down as he works his hips too, moaning and pushing gently further into my throat. I gag and he slows down, but I keep pushing, taking him deeper. I can't take him all the way but I keep trying, letting him control the speed with his hands on my head and his hips pushing into me. He's moaning continuously, my hand playing with his balls as he gently fucks my face.

He pulls my mouth off of him gently and I frown, worried I did something wrong. He pulls me up and kisses me, gently nibbling on my bottom lip. "It's my turn," he says huskily, sending shivers down my spine, "I need to taste you."

He lowers his hands to my thighs, to the hem of my dress, and lifts it up, sliding the material off over my head. He steps back and looks at me, surveying the black lace I wear on top and bottom. "Take the bra off," he says softly, but it's an order, the undertone of command noticeable. I reach behind me to unhook the bra and I let it fall, sliding off my shoulders and down my arms. He growls low in his throat as he sees my uncovered breasts, large, full, and soft.

He gently but firmly pushes me onto the bed, crawling up so he's hovering over me. He leans down and gives me a soft kiss on my lips, then one on my jaw, one behind my ear, and he whispers "Has anyone ever licked you before Julia?" before grazing his teeth on the shell of my ear.

I gasp softly, his words sending white hot flames of desire through me. I squirm a bit, and I feel my face flush. "Yes," I answer.

"Did you cum?" He asks, his lips and tongue trailing down to the hollow of my throat.

I lean my head to the side to give him better access, "No, I didn't cum," I say breathlessly.

He chuckles against my skin. "Well, baby, then you're in for a treat. I'm going to make you cum so hard you can't see straight." His voice low and gravelly, I moan at his words. He continues his journey down my neck, nipping playfully at my collarbone. He rests his weight on one forearm and lifts his other hand, making circles on my right breast with his finger. Slowly but surely getting closer to where my pink nipple has pebbled in the cool air. His mouth hovering above my left breast, close enough that when I breathe in I can feel his short beard tickling the sensitive skin. I can feel his warm breath on my nipple and his finger tracing around the edge of my pale areola.

Right as his finger reaches my right nipple his warm mouth latches onto the other and he flicks his tongue against it. I gasp, my back arching, my eyes closing in pleasure. His fingers grope my right breast and pinch my nipple while he sucks on my left nipple. He grazes his teeth on it and lets go, quickly moving to suckle the other one, his fingers replacing his warm mouth. My hand goes to his head and I run my fingers through his hair, moaning at how his mouth feels on me.

Suddenly he lets go of my right breast and continues his kissing down my stomach. As he reaches the waistband of my panties he sits up and slides them down, looking up to meet my eyes as he does. Then he lowers down between my thighs, his hands wrapped under my ass and resting on my belly. He kisses my smoothly shaved mound and makes sure I'm watching him as his tongue slips out and he licks up my slit in one long stroke. Instinctively I try to buck my hips, but he holds me still as his tongue slips between my lips and licks from my soaking wet hole to my swollen and throbbing clit, running his tongue in circles around it.

He goes back to my entrance, his tongue sliding deep inside me. I moan as his tongue explores the inside of my pussy, my hands going to his hair. "Oh my god, Daniel, yes," I cry out as he hums, sending vibrations through my body. He licks up to my clit and sucks it into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and flicking back and forth in sequence. Before I know it I feel my orgasm building in my core and I moan, "Fuck, fuck Daniel, I'm going to cum." He takes one hand and gently slides two fingers inside me, slowly thrusting in and out, twisting, as he sucks on my clit. I arch my back and cry out as I cum, my body convulsing and my vision going spotty. "Oh my god, oh my god," I moan when I get my breath back, unable to speak more than that. He slowly licks my pussy clean and chuckles as I come down from my high, shaking under him.

My body continues to tremble as he gently licks my pussy clean, sticking his tongue inside me to taste my cum. After a minute I start to squirm "Oh god, Daniel. Stop, it's too much." as every touch of his tongue on my clit makes my body jerk.

He laughs softly but stops, kissing his way back up my body, stopping to lightly suck on each nipple before he kisses my lips. I kiss him deeply, tasting myself on his tongue as it slides against my own. His body between my legs, I can feel his hard cock pressed against the apex of my thighs. I shift slightly, grinding against his hardness, and he groans into my mouth.

I break the kiss and look into his eyes, seeing the fiery desire in them that matches my own. He slips a hand between us and grips his cock, rubbing it against my pussy. The head of his hard cock slides between my lips and I moan as it gently bumps my still overly sensitive clit.

"Daniel," I whisper, "Fuck me."

He growls deep in his throat and shuts his eyes. "Are you sure Julia?"

"Yes. I'm sure. Fuck me."

And just like that, he rams into my pussy, fully sheathing himself in me in one thrust. I cry out, my back arching, at the same time that he moans loudly, feeling my tight pussy around his thick cock. He starts to slide in and out. Slow, long thrusts, pulling nearly all the way out and slowly pushing back in. It's teasing, the gentle, sensual, full strokes. "Daniel, more. Fuck me. Harder, please." I gasp, unable to take the teasing anymore.

"You want me to fuck you hard? Are you sure?" He asks, pure animalistic desire simmering in his eyes.

"Yes," I moan, clenching my pussy around his cock to emphasize my point.

Without warning, he pulls out and I whimper at the loss of his hot hard length filling me. He grabs my hips and pulls me to the edge of the bed, then helps me stand up. He takes my hand gently and turns me around so I'm facing the bed, and he steps close to me, pressing his front against my back. His teeth graze my ear as he whispers "Climb on the bed and get on your hands and knees. Face the mirror."

I obey, crawling onto the bed on my hands and knees, facing the full length mirror on his closet. He groans in approval as my pussy and ass are presented to him. He climbs onto the bed behind me and gently grabs a handful of my hair. "I'm going to fuck you now, and you're going to watch."

"Yes sir," I say, biting my lip, meeting his eyes in the mirror.

He groans again and lines his cock up with my entrance. He pushes into me and immediately begins thrusting in and out, the new angle making him hit spots inside me I didn't even know were there. He lets go of my hair so both of his hands can grip my hips, pulling me back onto him with each thrust. I watch my tits bouncing in the mirror and watch as he raises one hand and brings it down hard on my right ass cheek. I cry out in pain and pleasure, feeling the heat from the handprint I know is red across my pale ass. He slaps my ass three more times, giving a total of two smacks to each cheek. He moans as he looks down, my ass red with his handprints and my pussy soaking wet, wrapped around his cock.

His hand slides under me, slowly rubbing my clit in circles as he fucks me. "I need you to cum for me Julia," he growls, "I need you to cum on my cock before I fill you."

I moan and almost immediately begin to shake with another orgasm. He rubs my clit harder and faster and I come undone on his cock, meeting his eyes in the mirror as I cum. He fucks me through my orgasm and groans as my pussy grows even tighter around him as I cum. "If you want me to pull out, tell me now," he says through gritted teeth, nearing the edge of his own orgasm.

"No, please. I'm protected." I moan, "Cum for me, fill me. Please Daniel, please."

My words push him over the edge and he cries out as he cums, thrusting hard and fast into me a few more desperate times. Suddenly his body tenses and I feel his hot cum exploding deep inside me, his cock throbbing. I moan as he fills me with his cum and he groans, still inside me. After a minute, he slowly pulls out, his cock starting to soften, and I collapse on the bed, my body utterly spent.

He chuckles breathlessly as he lays down next to me, running his fingers lightly down my back. "Fuck, Julia. That was amazing." He whispers, still breathing hard.

I nod in agreement, too tired and in too much ecstasy to speak. I manage to bring myself up to my forearms and I lean over to kiss him gently. He kisses me back, soft and gentle. I sit up and he sits up with me, smiling at me. I grin back before getting up to use the bathroom. When I come back, he has climbed under the covers and has his eyes closed, but he's not asleep. I take a deep breath and just look at him, marveling at the sight of him like this, disheveled and beautiful, pure ecstasy on his face. *I did that,* I think. *I made him happy, I made him feel good.* I smile to myself and walk to the bed, slipping beneath the covers to curl into his side. I kiss his chest lightly. "Thank you," I whisper.

"It was my pleasure," he says, chuckling. I smile and close my eyes, his arm wrapping around me. Completely comfortable, happy, and safe, I slowly drift off to sleep in my professor's arms.