He was her teacher.
He had black hair, blue eyes and dash of mischief.
She had brown hair, blue eyes and a dash of adventure.
She was 18. Her uniform skirt was short and forest green. Her white collared shirt was tight over her perky breasts.
In the red light of the old-school photography dark room she bent over the tray of developer where her photo floated.
As she bent you could see a hint of round butt cheek. He tried not to look. She pretended not to notice.
The bell went and the other students filed out to lunch. She often spent her lunch breaks in the dark room. She was a talented photographer and he often let her take the keys and lock up when she was done, but today he lingered. Again, she pretended not to notice.
He watched her looking intently at her photo as she lifted it from its chemical bath.
She looked so innocent standing there but then she bent over again - did she deliberately stick her round buttocks out towards him letting him see a glimpse of her lacey white underwear?
Then she did something undeniable, she glanced over her shoulder, caught his eye and smiled shyly. She wanted him, he was sure of it. But she was his student. There were rules.
His body took a step towards her, almost as if he had no control of it.
"What do you think?" She was holding up her photo. It was a black and white portrait of a girl with one leg up on a stool revealing a fishnet stocking clad leg beneath a short uniform skirt. She was looking directly into the camera and smiling shyly. The same smile as the girl holding up the photo. The same girl.
This girl. She kind of took his breath away. She wasn't slutty. She was girl-next-door pretty and she specifically wanted HIM. She didn't want just anyone, she wanted her favourite teacher. Her teacher almost twice her age but with a playfulness that had never left him.
She was biting her bottom lip and looking up at him. She was beautiful without makeup. Clear skin, her eyes shining with youth and a look that said "take me on an adventure" or maybe "take me right here". She took a small step towards him this time, still looking up at him.
He put the photo down, brushing her arm lightly, feeling the crackle of energy in the brief connection. He wanted to pull her to him. To feel her against his body. He was starting to get hard.
She brushed his hand with hers. Almost as if by accident. But he knew it wasn't.
He took a breath and took her hand. She squeezed it and he couldn't hold back anymore. He pulled her to him. He was overwhelmed with the feeling of her body against him, the fresh laundry and sunshine smell of her.
She breathed him in too. Somehow he smelled like freshly cut pine trees. His chest and shoulders were broad and she felt both small and safe in his arms.
"I've wanted to do this for a long time," he said as he breathed in the smell of her hair.
He lifted her up onto the bench. Bringing her face closer to his height. He brushed her cheek with his hand then put a finger under her chin to tilt her face up to him. She looked into his eyes, then at his mouth.
He ran his thumb gently over her soft naturally pink lips. They were slightly open and he felt her take a sharp intake of breath. Her cheeks were flushed.
"I've wanted to kiss you for a long time," he said.
She held his gaze then shyly brought her hand up to his cheek. She had daydreamed about her favourite teacher many times.
"You are my student, I shouldn't," he breathed. But he couldn't help bringing his face to hers and kissing her forehead. To his surprise he felt her put her face to his neck, her lips brushing his skin, her soft hands against his chest.
She looked up at him, her lips slightly parted. He held her face in his hands and slowly brought his mouth to hers. He felt a jolt as their lips touched. He kissed her. Gently, tenderly at first. She hesitated, shocked by the sudden feel of the lips she'd imagined so many times now pressed against her own.
Her body took over and she started kissing him back, surprising herself as the tip of her tongue curiosly started probing his mouth.
He felt a hot hunger he could barely control take over him as he kissed the forbidden lips of his beautiful student and felt her hunger too as she started kissing him back.
When he felt her sweet tongue probing his mouth he could barely think anymore and pulled her to him kissing her hard. She buried her fingers in the hair on the back of his head pulling his head towards her.
He had never wanted anything the way he wanted her. His hand found her thigh and he felt her push herself towards him as he pushed his body between her legs as stood at the bench.
His other hand found the buttons on her shirt and started to undo them. He kissed her neck before dropping his mouth to her breasts as he unlatched her bra.
She let out a moan as his lips brushed her nipples then suddenly he took one of her breasts into his mouth. She gasped and he could feel himself getting so hard that he was straining against his pants.
To his surprise he felt her soft hands under his shirt, first against his chest and then slowly travelling down to undo his pants.
His pants dropped to the floor to reveal his large member straining against his y front underpants.
He felt her hand press against him through his underwear and now it was him who let out a groan.
His fingers found her underwear. He could feel the heat of her pussy and the wetness of her arousal starting to dampen her undies. He started rubbing her through her undies. He cupped her pussy in his hand and felt her start to buck her soft small mound against his strong hand.
He pulled her lacey underwear up so it started to go inside her wet slit. She was bucking against the invasion of her underwear and trying to find his hand again. He pulled her underwear, now wet with her juices, to the side to reveal the glistening pink lips of her pussy. He looked up and saw her eyes widen as she pulled his undies down to reveal his large, hard cock.
Her soft hand wrapped around it, as if to figure out how it could possibly fit inside her. He smiled and slowly started to push two fingers inside her. She looked at him slightly startled, squirming against his fingers. She was so tight but also hot at wet.
He wanted to plunge his rock hard cock straight into her tight wet pussy. "I'm a virgin," she whispered. He moved his fingers inside her, pushing them slowly further in. Trying to stretch out her extremely tight hole in preparation for the invasion of his much larger cock. He felt her start to ride his fingers slightly as he pushed them deeper.
He let her ride his hand a bit, getting a feeling for her own pleasure. Then he pulled them out of her, grabbed the undies still tangled around her and ripped the flimsy fabric with his strong hands. He started pushing the head of his engorged cock against her wet slit. He noticed pre cum leaking out of him and mixing with the juices in her slit.
"You won't be a virgin for much longer," he said. "I want to thrust my big cock inside your tight virgin pussy and spray a massive load of all my seed deep inside you."
She felt like they were supposed to take precautions but in that moment all she wanted was her teacher's throbbing cock inside her. Even if she wasn't sure how something so large could possibly fit.
He felt her arch herself towards him, the head of his cock was now just inside the wet lips of her pussy and they both moaned.
He wondered briefly if anyone could hear them. If someone might come in the door at any second. But he was beyond rational thought.
He had planned to be gentle, to ease into her virgin pussy. But a wild animal urge overcame him and, without warning, he brutally thrust his naked cock extremely roughly into her incredibly tight pussy in one savage push.
