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Its The Quiet Ones

Its The Quiet Ones

by enjoythenaughty
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adultfiction

Alongside bigger series, I am planning to do some single stories too.

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I have to get this off my chest because I have this teacher. Miss North. She dresses and acts basically asexually when she has taught me over the last few years. Not a lot of personality and never shared any of her personal life with us.

She essentially dressed like an old woman from the church. Cardigans, loose trousers and the like. Her hair was always down but a bit scraggy and unkempt. A nice enough woman of around 27 years old but ultimately dull and a little plain. Someone you would never look twice at really.

Here she was at our end of 6th form ball and my god, what she has been hiding under those drab clothes. Her hair and make up were stunning and alluring. She wore a tight, short black dress that had her arms and one shoulder bare, reaching down to her mid thigh. Then her legs appeared and they were toned and smooth, leading down to pair of black heels.

Frankly, she was a stunner and I had never seen it. Her stomach look toned, her butt was crazy peachy and a nice pair of A cup breasts. I was gobsmacked and drooling.

She turned from the bar and noticed me, her face lighting up and clearly a little buzzed.

"Ben, how lovely to see you! I'm glad you've come tonight. Let me buy you a drink as a congratulations for finishing your A levels," she beamed at me.

She was clearly a little tipsy and had arrived far earlier than us. Not one to say no to a free drink, I headed over and joined her at the bar.

"Thanks, Miss. Are you even allowed to buy us drinks?" I questioned.

"Oh don't be silly, you've all technically left now. Of course I can!" she replied.

As she turned to order a shot and a drink for each of us, I couldn't help but marvel at how different she was. A couple drinks and she was charismatic and enticing. Her lips were perfect, her outfit accentuated everything perfectly and as she leant on the bar, there was a hint of her upper thigh on show. My mind was ablaze.

We shotted and then drank for a while discussing the recent exams. As students turned up, she bought even more a shot and joined in most times. I was amazed at how this waif of a woman was putting it away. At 5'1", she must be half alcohol by now.

She got a little louder as we chatted and she got more drunk but she also got more tactile. She kept touching my shoulder or hand, maybe not intentionally flirting but it was working on me still.

Thankfully, everyone had arrived so the meal part was to start. I went to my assigned seat and spent the next 40 minutes with my friends and classmates. We enjoyed some great food and had a few more drinks.

However, I couldn't stop looking over at the staff table. Miss North was clearly fairly hammered, she was the life and soul of their table. She was winding up Mr Smill next to her and was quite tactile with him too. He looked so awkward and like he would rather be anywhere else.

My obsession was interrupted by our headteacher as he got up at the front and started his speech before awards were given out by each subject.

I hated these things and needed to wee so got up before he really got going and went to the bathroom.

I went to the middle urinal, unzipped and pulled my cock out. It was about 5 inches flaccid and still a decent handful. As I started to release my very full bladder, the door opened.

I didn't look up as who wants to make eye contact with your cock out and focused on peeing. My stream had slowed almost instantly due to the interruption.

This is when Miss North appeared next to me. She had leant on the wall next to urinal and stared directly at my cock.

My stream returned and splashed near the plug but her attention had panicked me but I couldn't react to stop peeing and it was too late even if I wanted to.

She reached her hand out, not looking away from my cock once, and grasped my shaft. She just held me as my urine left me, but it was enough to start to harden.

It made it harder to pee, but also aimed it higher so I was now getting splash back from it. Her hand was glistening with my piss but she didn't let go until I finished.

She finally looked at me, her eyes a little glazed but they stared deep into my soul. Her eyeshadow giving her the perfect sultry look. She didn't break eye contact as she licked her hand clean, absorbing every drop of piss onto her tongue.

Once finished, she patted my cock, winked and then left.

I was rock hard as she left, completely stunned by what just happened. I was at a loss for words and although nothing had been said since she entered, I stayed mute for a good few minutes before coming to my senses. Realising standing in the toilet with a clear erection might be seen as an issue, I quickly went into a cubicle.

I held my breath and begged the blood to leave my cock. There was no way I was wanking in a toilet. It slowly deflated while I processed what just happened.

I eventually left the bathroom to catch the end of the awards and saw Miss North by the bar again. I sidled up beside her, trying to think what to say.

"Say nothing and it doesn't have to end," she whispered. Leaving a shot on the bar, she walked away and headed back to the staff table.

I watched her hips sway in that short dress as she left me behind and silently thanked the sex gods for my good fortune.

I downed the shot and headed back to my table. The speeches had just ended and the headteacher asked us to clear the tables to set up the dancefloor.

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We all helped maneuver the tables to the edge of the room and a few of us helped the staff with theirs. I made sure I was moving the table right in front of Miss North.

She suddenly moved in front of me, he pert arse grazing my groin. A perfectly innocent moved as she grabbed her handbag before we moved the table, but it gave me a semi instantly. She was brazen, touching me in front of everyone but she had got away with it.

We finished sorting the room and the dj took over, with some general dance music. The whole 6th form descended on to the dance floor where it became cramped quickly. You couldn't move for all the bodies gyrating around.

As it was so tightly packed, it was hard to tell who anyone was so I just leant into enjoying the music but before long I felt a groping of my right cheek. I assumed it was a friend, but managed to turn to see Miss North was right behind me.

Having no choice as the group kept me so tightly packed in, I was up agaisnst her. She didn't acknowledge me now, keeping up the pretence of innocence but she definitely grazed my cock a few times and my semi hard cock rubbed up against her ass again and again.

She was driving me wild and I was like a dog sensing a bitch in heat. I would do anything right now to cum and no limitations of what I would do to make sure Miss North was the recipient of it.

The night drew to a close, the music mellowed out and eventually I couldn't stay attached to her without it being obvious so we moved apart. She didn't acknowledge me at all as she decided to leave the dance floor.

I watched her go, confused on the lack of communication as she grabbed her bag and headed for the exit. I hesitated, should I follow? Would that be creepy?

My dick took charge and I made up my mind. Everyone was slowly getting there things so it wouldn't be weird to go now. I hurried out and took thr same exit.

I could see her about 100m up the road, lit up by the street lights as it was now dark outside. The ball had been held at a venue near the edge of town so it was completely quiet other than the car park. Everyone was heading to the city nearby to continue the celebrations. Well, nearly everyone.

I left walking but once I had got out of sight of the main gate, I ran after her.

"Miss! Wait up," I shouted after her.

She waited and turned to face me on the path near a small alleyway.

"My name is Camilla, considering what I'm about to do to you, you better use my name," she growled sexily.

She grabbed me by my suit jacket and dragged me into the alleyway. She flung me against the wall and grappled with my belt. She pulled open my zip, knelt in front of me and pulled my not yet hard cock out.

"I need a drink Ben, I am gasping! Won't you help me?" she whined, begging me to release my piss.

I had broken the seal with my earlier piss so could easily go again so looked to the heavens to help unleash my stream.

I could feel the pressure build before a trickle came out and hit Camilla right in her open mouth. She moved as my piss increased in strength so that she wouldn't miss a drop but she got overwhelmed and it started seeping out the side and down her neck.

She seemed to be experiencing bliss, her face orgasmic as she drank my piss hungrily.

"Fucking hell Camilla, I didn't realised you were so kinky," I gasped.

She couldn't answer or risked being covered in my piss but she drank the last of it happily.

She stood, wiping the piss into her mouth.

"You have no idea," she remarked.

She pulled me into a kiss and I willingly obliged. Not keen to taste my piss but completely lost in this ridiculous moment.

"You look thirsty too," she whispered, pushing me downwards via my shoulders.

I slowly knelt, maintaining eye contact. She lifted her dress up revealing she wasn't wearing any panties as I got a look at her beautiful pussy in the lamp light.

It was perfect. Shaved apart from a landing strip and had such a tight look to it, where the lips spread just enough to hint at the insides and her clit was engorged, clearly getting off on this whole event.

I moved my mouth forward until I was in contact with her perfect outer lips, keeping it open where I assumed her piss would release.

I misjudged slightly and the first spray hit me square on the forehead before I adjusted to get on to the stream. It tasted warm but not too strong. I can't explain how it tasted as I was too lost in the moment. The moment where I was drinking the nerdy awkward teachers piss straight from her pussy. I was rock hard and loving it.

I grabbed her tight arse and forced her pussy on to my face so I would get the piss straight down my throat. I could hear her moaning as I slurped up her sweet nectar.

She had pulled our her tits, perfect nipples and all. She was pulling and stretching the little buds as I started to lick her flaps clean. The stream had reduced but I wasn't done.

I licked her pussy and put my left thumb on her clit, just above my nose. I applied pressure and moved it in a circular motion, slowly and firmly.

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Camilla was writhing now, almost humping my mouth. Her groans getting louder, almost tearing her nipples off and she pushed her pussy on to my face.

There was a silent scream on her face before my mouth was flooded again, she had squirted directly onto my tongue. She let her nipple go, pulled my head deeper towards her and ground against me a few times, quivering as she did so.

She eventually let go and leant against the wall. She was the picture of sexual perfection. Her sopping pussy dripping, her glistening tits from my piss and dishevelled hair that only a post orgasmic woman can have.

Breathing deeply as she calmed down, she looked at me and pulled me in for a kiss. Our piss intertwined as we made out, my rock hard cock pushing against her sopping wet pussy as she ground against it. I slowly manuevered my hips so that my cock could enter her.

"No no, no pussy for you. I cannot afford to get pregnant from a student even if they have left," she snapped, pushing me away.

Shit, had I screwed it up?

She turned away from me, facing the wall rifling through her handbag. Was she getting pepper spray out or something?

She flung her arm behind her, holding a plastic tube.

"Use this and hurry up!" she instructed.

I took the tube, it was a bottle of lube. She wanted me to fuck her arse...

I quickly squirted some on my hand and lathered up my aching cock. She bent over in front of me, holding the wall and wiggling her pefect arse at me.

I put my fingers against her tight little bud and pushed in, they glided in with very little resistance due to the lube.

I coated her canal with lube while fingering her nice and hard. She was already moaning and squirming, clearly desparate for the real thing.

My cock was ready as was her hole so I placed it against her crack and thumbed the tip into her inviting hole. She almost collapsed as I pushed my thick 7" in her backdoor, close to an orgasm straight away.

I started thrusting in and out, going deeper with each push.

"That's fucking right, wreck my arsehole. Make it so I can't sit for a whole week," she screamed at me.

I bottomed out, her cheeks now hitting my stomach. I paused and moved my left hand round her waist and towards her slit.

I pushed her downwards until she was kneeling and her face pushed against the floor, from her I could reach her pussy and still fuck her hole hard.

I hooked two fingers into her sopping pussy and started to thrust hard. She was groaning and squealing, completely lost in the moment and pushing back against me to claim more of my cock.

I hammered for only 30 seconds before she came, her sphincter clenching around my cock, her pussy pulsating on my fingers. Her arse was trying to snap my cock in two, where the pressure made me explode.

My cock fired pulse after pulse into her backdoor, the most I have ever produced. I held my cock in her arse to the base until everything had come out and I started to deflate. I pulled out with a plop and left her gaped open.

I could see my cum pooled inside her and just like that it disappeared as she placed something in her hole. Moving her hand away, it was a rather wide butt plug.

She slowly wobbled to her feet, rearranging her dress to cover herself up. She turned to me, moved closer and caressed the remains of my erection. She bent over and slurped my cum off my shaft leaving me clean.

"You were so much better than I thought, but you always were a good student I suppose," she mused.

She took my phone from my jacket pocket and airdropped my contact details to her phone.

"Just in case I need a round two," she winked and pecked my lips.

With that, she walked off into the darkness.

I stood there in shock, not quite believing what happened. My cock still hanging out of my trousers, I hastily put it away and made my way home. I lived not too far fortunately but I spent the whole time trying to save all of the magic that had happened that evening into my brain forever.

I eventually got home, and collapsed straight into bed, exhausted.

I woke up to a ding and a message from an unknown number.

"Your prize," was all it said.

I opened the video to be presented with an arse with a plug in it. The plug got removed and my cum oozed out on to the sheets below. The video ended there.

My god, it's the quiet ones you have to watch out for. They always surprise you!

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