Chapter Six: [E]vent Horizon
Morgan smiled as she took Chris out of his pants. He was steel hard and already leaking precum as she held him. It was early, before school started, and normally Morgan would wait until the afternoon to bring Chris to climax, but when he showed up hard and begging, she couldn't bring herself to refuse him. She told herself it was all to keep him focused on school, but she smelled his exposed dick and worried that her intentions weren't so pure.
Holding him, stroking him, Morgan took the time to examine him. She was awed by his length and rigidity. Her husband was average by comparison to Chris, who was both larger and harder. Holding Chris by the base, she marveled at how her fingertips couldn't meet around his thick shaft. With her other hand, she cupped his fat, smooth testicles, and she stared up at him like a giddy schoolgirl. Chris stared back at her, breathless and leaking precum, and she smiled.
"My oh my, you are hard, Chris." She giggled. "What's got you so horny this morning?"
Chris stared at her, stammering, breathless in her grasp and still in disbelief that Morgan, of all women, would be at his feet jerking him off in the morning.
"Oh, come on, Chris," Morgan laughed, "There's no point in being embarrassed now, not after how you rammed this fat thing so far up into me on Friday." Taking him in both hands, she smiled. "Or, is that what's wrong? You didn't get to come for an entire weekend and now you're all backed up?"
Chris nodded quietly, whimpering as Morgan stroked him. Her movements were agonizingly slow but deeply affectionate. She cooed while stroking him, enjoying the feel of him in her hands, astonished by his heat and rigidity. In every way, he outclassed her husband. At this point, it hardly seemed worth the time to compare them at all.
Morgan purred. "Oh, you poor thing. Then it's all my fault; I didn't even think of it. Well, don't you worry, your favorite teacher is here to take care of your big, hard cock for you. But first..." Morgan shuffled on her knees back to her desk, dragging Chris after her. Reaching into her bag, she produced a towel and laid it out on the desk beside him. Then, holding him with both hands, she stroked him again. Chris' shaft was already glistening with his precum, and Morgan didn't expect him to last long.
She smiled up at him from his side. "That's for when you come, so we don't leave a big, sticky mess behind."
Chris nodded breathlessly, his dick twitching and leaking in her hands. Morgan's fawning over him only seemed to help him along, which suited them both fine. They didn't have much time before school started and, though Chris was early, Morgan knew they weren't alone in the building. Another teacher could catch them together at any moment, and while that wasn't enough to convince her to stop, it did make her heart hurt a little to contemplate it.
Holding Chris, however, she had trouble denying him. His size made her feel tiny and giddy, like she was a teenager again, discovering sex and exploring it without caution or care. Her nipples chafed against her bra, swollen and hard, and her pussy had her panties wet. She wondered idly if she could find a way to fuck him without her screams carrying through the walls or down the hall, and then she wondered if she could take him in her ass, too. The former, she decided, was too dangerous and the latter impossible.
She watched his balls sway as she stroked him with both hands. His pants were part way up his thighs and his ass was partially hidden by his shirt. From where she was, though, she could see his chiseled ass cheeks and was further impressed by his powerful body. He pulsed in her palms, and though it aroused her, she knew with some disappointment that he wouldn't last much longer. Slick within a few strokes, Chris had already wet her hands and now his fat crown was a bright, swollen red.
