PART ONE
She sat in the back row of Mr Luca Serra's Spanish class, as she always did. Her name was April and she was sexy as hell. Today she wore the school skirt, a little shorter than it probably should have been, and a black, loose fitting Metallica tank. Her auburn curls were pulled up into a messy pony tail and dark eye shadow accentuated her green eyes. Black, faux leather cuffs circled each wrist and a choker featuring a silver cross fit snugly around her neck. Underneath her desk, Luigi could see her long, fishnet clad legs - legs he had quite often fantasized about; running his hands up them, having them wrapped around him as he fucked her or wrapped around his head as he tasted her sweetness. He had never met a girl like her.
She intrigued and fascinated him and he couldn't help but wonder whether she was into all that kinky stuff he had read about; things he had always wanted to try but had never met the right woman. April certainly fit the profile. He had no doubts that she could make him her bitch and torture him in the most delicious ways possible. His cock gave a pleasant throb as he watched her biting on the end of her pen, puzzling over the work he had set the class. Suddenly, as though she could feel his eyes on her, she glanced up and caught him staring. She traced the pen across her lower lip and he could have sworn she smirked at him. Naughty thoughts poured through his head of what he could do to that smart mouth of hers and his cock strained painfully against the confines of his jeans.
Her gaze travelled down his body to beneath his desk. The little minx. She knew exactly what she did to him. If he didn't know better, he would have guessed she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. But what if he was wrong? What if all the subtle flirting that had gone on between them over the past year had all been in his imagination? Perhaps it was time to put it to the test. It would be risky. Teacher student relationships were forbidden after all, but that just turned him on even more. He smothered a groan as his cock pulsed with desperate lust. Usually he tried to keep his thoughts in check during class however, she was making it increasingly difficult. He couldn't stay here like this. Sooner or later he was going to have to stand up and there was no hiding his raging hard on. He had to get rid of it. What to do? Thinking quickly, he grabbed his jacket from the back of his chair and held it in front of him as he stood.
"I'll be back. I just have to go and make a phone call," he announced to the class in a barely controlled voice. "Keep working through the questions and we will go through them when I get back."
April watched him leave, a devilish grin spreading across her face. She loved messing with him. He was young for a teacher, not even thirty yet and she wanted him. Bad. The things she wanted to do to him would have made even the most sexually experienced people blush. Though he was her Spanish teacher, he came from an Italian background and he absolutely oozed with sex appeal. He was gorgeous with that dark, luscious hair and those dark, sultry eyes that looked at her with a desire he tried so hard to hide. She knew very well he wanted her and that he was incredibly curious about her. It wasn't difficult to tell that he had no idea when it came to the world of kink - making sensual love, definitely but kink, not so much. The knowledge thrilled her. How fun it would be to teach him, to make him the student for a change. She shifted in her seat as she felt a wetness seeping through her panties. Sooner rather than later, she had to have him. Maybe now? A laugh started to rise up her throat but she swallowed before it could escape.
"I'm going to the bathroom," she told her friend Brie who sat beside her. "If Luca gets back before I do, mark my work for me." It wasn't a question, but her friend didn't pick up on that. April was good at getting what she wanted; in all areas of life.
"No worries," Brie answered.
Without any further delay, April darted out of the classroom. She had a guess as to where he might have gone. There was a toilet block across the other side of the school that wasn't used much as it was quite out of the way. She hoped she hadn't left it too long to follow him. Picking up her pace, she hurried across the school and caught sight of him just entering the toilet block. It wasn't the first time he had done this. And it wasn't the first time she had followed him. Just last week he had slipped out of class and made his way here, completely unaware that she was not far behind. She'd sneaked around the back of the toilet block, where the cubicle windows were open and strained her ears, smiling in satisfaction as she heard what she had known she would hear; the sound of her hot teacher jerking off. Knowing he was jerking off over her made her body quiver with lust and her pussy screamed for release. Her hand dove into her panties to discover that she was absolutely soaking wet and she had to bite her lip to keep from moaning in pleasure when her fingers found her clit. She worked it hard and fast. The sound of Luca cumming sent her over the edge and she came with him. Then she had waited, listening to the toilet flush and then the tap as he washed his hands. When she was sure he would be out of sight, she crept out and made her way back to class. This time, she wasn't going to hide around the back. This time, she would take matters into her own hands. Hot on his heels, she walked into the toilet block right as he was about to close the cubicle door and managed to stop it with her foot. His eyes went wide when he saw her and wider again when she crowded into the cubicle with him before closing the door.
"Thought you could use some help," she quipped with a cheeky grin.
His shock rapidly turned to salacity. He said nothing when she closed the lid of the toilet, sat down and crossed those gorgeous legs; just waited in anticipation of what she was going to do next.
"Take off your belt," she demanded in a tone that left no room for disobedience. He was quick to comply. "Give it to me," she ordered. He did. "Now drop them."
His hands shook a little as he undid the button of his jeans and pulled down the zipper. Did she want him to drop his briefs as well? Fuck it, he thought. Now was not the time to hold back. He pulled down his briefs along with his jeans, letting his erection spring free. He knew he was a good size but, would she approve? His heart pounded nervously until he saw her raise her eyebrows in obvious delight and lick her lips. The sight made his muscles clench and his cock jumped. She looked up at him with that impish little smirk. Slowly, she stood and forced him to turn around. Confused, he did as directed and felt something being wrapped around his wrists. His belt? Holy fuck! She really is into that kinky shit! Still, he kept quiet, letting her do as she pleased; wanting her to do as she pleased - anything she pleased. The belt cinched tight. There was no escape now.
"Face me."
It wasn't easy to turn with his pants around his ankles but he did as he was told. Her hands reached for the buttons on his shirt which she soon had undone and pushed it off his shoulders revealing his muscular torso. She stepped close, pressing her body against his.
"Very nice," she murmured into his ear.
Her sultry voice threaded its way through him and her breath tickled, causing a shiver to run up his spine. He wished she would hurry up and touch him. She wished she could draw it out a little longer but she knew they didn't have a lot of time.
"This is going to be quick," she told him.
