My Secret Student

I was finally moving up, in the teaching world at least. I used to be a high school teacher, but I got an offer to work at the local college, and I was more than willing. I lay, tanning on my front lawn. A single week until school starts again and he needed some relax time before it's too late. I lay on a blanket that was laid on his front lawn. Wearing only a pair of shorts, I was sure to get tan, just how I needed it. I enjoyed watching people hold back, because I knew I could drive most women wild.

I closed my eyes, and hadn't realized that I had fallen asleep. But, it wasn't for long as I was jolted awake by something warm and soft on my face. I opened my eyes, to see a dog licking my face. I jumped up from where I lay, the dog taken aback by my sudden movement. I looked up to see a woman, trying to hold her dog back. Her face was deep red, embarrassed of her inability to control the dog.

"I'm so sorry!" she apologized. I'm sure I would've been more bothered, had she not had been so beautiful. Her dark, brown hair captivated me. Nearly black, with curls at the end. She had dark skin and a soft expression. I picked my towel up from the grass and used to it wipe my face.

"It's alright..." I responded, so as not to make her feel worse. "I haven't seen you before. Are you new?" I asked her. It was true, I hadn't seen her before, but I wanted an excuse to talk as well.

She blushed once again, but answered my question, "Yeah, I am. I just moved in last week. I don't know anybody yet, but I'm glad I didn't start off with you yelling at me," her expression remained innocent, and it was starting to turn me on. I wanted to take that innocence from her. I wanted to hear her moan. I had an idea, however.

"Well, I live here, and if you ever have any questions or feel like you need someone to talk to, I'm right here," I finished my sentence with a warm smile, and I saw her eyes flutter as she noticed.

"Thank you," she stammered, "I'll be sure to keep that in mind."

She had just started to begin walking away with her dog, when I stopped her, "by the way, my name is Bradley." I told her, grabbing her arm to stop her. She looked back as I spoke, and her hair bounced about her shoulders, tantalizing me with their locks.

I watched her full lips as she told me, "My name is Skye. I'm pleased to meet you...Bradley," and with that, she wisped her hair back around, along with her cute face. She walked off, and I noticed her body. I noticed her hips move back and forth, the same way they would were she doing an exotic dance. It was most hypnotic, and I looked down at her legs. She was wearing a skirt, however it wasn't as short as I'd hoped. But, it gave me a view of her beautiful legs, well formed and carved of wood. She could do a lot with those legs, and I wanted to experience it all.

Dazed, I lay back down. My blanket spread once again across the lawn. Instead of sleeping this time, I thought. This wasn't such a big town. What could give someone reason to move here? As I got lost in thought, I realized that the sun was setting and grabbed my towel, making my way inside my home. I sat down on my couch, and immediately the phone rang. I stood back up and made my way over to it. Not recognizing the number, I let it ring. But, as the answering machine started, I realized it was Skye.

I picked up the receiver and quickly said, "Hello?" She responded enthusiastically, and we ended up talking for most of the night. It turns out there was more to her than I knew. She had moved from her home, in Oregon, because she needed work. It was too expensive in the big city so she looked around for smaller towns before deciding upon here. She lived only two blocks away and as it turns out, liked to jog in the morning. I did the same, so we ended up deciding on jogging together. As night grew she became tired and we said our farewells.

I made my way to my bedroom, already in my pajamas, and lay on my bed. I stared at the ceiling, and began to dream. I was walking down a spiral staircase, but it never seemed to end. I could see the bottom, and at it was her; Skye. She wore no top, and her breasts were full and succulent. At first I walked towards her, but as I made no progress I began jogging. That didn't work either, and I ran. But no matter how I tried I could not reach her. My eyes never left however, and I watched her, teased, as she played with her tits. Licking them and pinching her nipples.

I was jolted awake by the phone ringing. I walked over to it, realizing that in my sleep I had taken off my clothing. That could wait. I picked up the phone and Skye was there, once again.

"Are you coming?" She asked me, her softness still present, even not in person. I looked over at my alarm clock, and was surprised to see it 6 minutes past the time we agreed on meeting. Dammit. I told her I'd be out shortly, and she could come in and wait, and I walked over and unlocked the door. Once again, I forgot about my nude body however.

As she walked, in a look of surprise spread across her face. She blushed again but didn't look away. Instead of making a big deal, I walked out of the room, telling her I'd be back. I got dressed, highly embarrassed at my foolishness. I brushed my teeth and when I was going back into the main room, where she was waiting, I stopped. Did I? I did. I listened and heard her.

Soft little gasps. I peaked my head around and noticed her hand in her sweatpants. She was sitting down, slouched in her seat. Apparently she expected me to take a bit longer to get ready. She was mistaken.

"Need some help?" I asked, as I walked into the living room. She screamed, startled and dismayed. She pulled her hand from her pants, completely not expecting this to happen. She looked over at me, and then turned her face away.

"I'm sorry!" she began, but I cut her off with a finger held in the air. Then, I walked over to her and placed my hand upon hers. She looked up at me, confused. Her bangs falling in front of her face, onto her dark skin. I moved my hand to her face, feeling her complexion, and lifted her chin up. Her lower lip was trembling as I moved my mouth over it. I started out kissing her softly. I placed one hand on her hip and the other on the couch as I slowly descended to my own sitting position. As she got more comfortable, our kiss became fiercer. I laid her on her back, moving my hand up her shirt and stopping over her breast. I gently squeezed her nipple, and she began arching her back, pushing herself into me. I could feel her tongue roaming over my own, feeling every crevice my mouth had, and I did like-wise to her. She began whispering into my ear, telling me what she wanted me to do to her. Following her command, I slid off of her. I grabbed the cuff of her sweatpants and slowly pulled them down.

We didn't even bother taking her shoes off, just pulling her sweats around them. Once they were off, I began kissing up her leg, starting at her ankle and working my way up. When I reached the inner thigh, her legs began to quiver. I didn't stop moving up, reaching her panties, soaked in her bodily fluids, already. I lapped at her clit through the cloth, and she wrapped her legs around my head, pushing tightly. I knew they could do well, but she flexed and released her legs so rhythmically, that I couldn't help but feel my erection hit its peak. I stopped tonguing her, and pulled my head from her legs. One thing she had mentioned to me was that she was a squirter. In that sense, when she came, it squirted. I slid her panties down, but left them around her ankles, resting with her shoes and socks. I moved back up, and this time had her sit on top of my face. As my tongue darted in and out of her pussy, caressing her clit, and tasting her; giving her my 'best moves' until she came.

It sprayed across my face, much of it ending up in my mouth. I slipped out from underneath her and I slid up her body and kissed her, letting her own juices flood into her mouth from mine. I stood up, my erection pushing against briefs, fighting for freedom. It needed out, and I began pulling my shirt off, first. As my shirt covered my vision, I suddenly felt Skye, rubbing my bulge. I finished pulling my shirt off, and looked down at her face. She pulled my sweatpants down, bringing my briefs with them. I pushed her back to the couch, and she lays down, beckoning me to join her with a finger and her poised lips. This time I lay over her, her tits pressing against my chest, my cock between her legs. And of course, my face above her face. She opens her mouth wide, and as we kiss she pushes her cum back into my mouth. My eyes tell me she wants it back as I watch her open her mouth to its brink and wave her tongue at me. Letting it all fall once again she swallows what she can, and I hungrily lick up all of the rest.

Moving right on, I lift her legs high in the air, pinning them to my side, above my hip. I gently start pushing inside of her, and she responds with a gasp. I push it in half way, and her back arches, her ass lifting into the air. As I began pushing in deeper, my hand wanders. I pull apart her ass cheeks, and slip a finger inside her hole. I start gently, not going deep nor going fast. As my dick worked faster, though, I couldn't help but move my finger as well. She started out with small breaths, and then started moaning. As my finger moved quicker, it accelerated from moaning to quiet yelling, and with more time, more depth and more emotion she began screaming.

I cut her off in mid scream, pulling myself out. Without warning I lifted her ass even higher into the air, and spread her cheeks open once again. I rammed my cock inside, and she let out a loud groan.

"Oooh, Fuck," she screamed, ready to lose all sense of reality. I moved faster in her ass, not letting a moment go by she wouldn't savor, and she continued yelling, "Fuck, fuck, oooh, Bradley, Yes!" And with that, I felt another hot jet of her cum hit my body, but I didn't slow. I plunged into her, deeper and faster than before, with renowned enthusiasm.

Now we were both taken aback. There was a knock at the door. We both stopped, and looked over. I glanced at her and made my way from the couch. I quickly pulled my sweats back on, and she ran around the corner, hiding in my kitchen.

I opened the door to see my neighbor, Amella. She was a mother of 2, and was 33 years old. Her kids were 5 and 2. She also looked a bit annoyed. "Can I help you?" I asked, poking my head out of the door.

"Well, you're making a lot of noise, and thought I'd ask you to keep it down." She asked me. She wasn't asking however. She was telling me to quiet down. In this state of mind, I was incredibly raunchy feeling. I couldn't help but look down her blouse, and scan her entire body. She wasn't out of shape. Taking care of two young kids alone can do that for somebody. She had long blonde hair, dyed because she was probably starting to get grey hairs. She had nice green eyes, and a smug look on her face. She was most definitely attractive, and I wouldn't mind doing things with her, either.

"Umm...sure," I told her. She still looked annoyed, probably hoping for a fight, but she started to turn away. That is, until we both heard a loud moan, emanating from my kitchen. She turned back around, glared at me and pushed my door open.

There I stood in front of her wearing only sweats. I still had a boner, and sweats most definitely didn't try and hide it. She glanced at it and got wide eyed, but then began moving towards the kitchen. Now I was getting annoyed, seeing as this wasn't her business, anyhow. She turned the corner, and I was exasperated. I sat on the couch, not wanting to include myself in the bullshit she was about to spew at Skye. I was mildly stunned to hear not yelling, but instead another moan.

I stood up and made my way into the kitchen. On the floor was Skye, and Amella was holding a banana, which was being shoved inside of Skye. I felt my erection coming back, and walked over to the pair. Skye was on her back, legs spread, and Amella was on all fours. I got down behind Amella and placed a hand on the small of her back. She arched it, and began shaking her ass, begging me to take her. I didn't plan on disappointing her. I sucked on my fingers, getting them wet, and then slipped them into her sopping pussy. I began to work it deeper, and simultaneously began caressing and kneading her tits. After getting her pussy nice and wet, I pulled my fingers out and shoved my dick in. She let out a loud whimper, not prepared for it.

As I pushed in deeper, it became a long whine, and I picked up pace, not letting her catch her breath. Her breaths became staggered and she let out a short scream. After several more screams, from the both of them, I pulled out. Skye knew what was happening and moved out from under Amella; immediately enclosing her lips over my cock. She began moving her head quickly, until she stopped at my cock head, and I let loose. My come spilled inside her mouth, and she didn't let a single drop out. At least, not on accident. She leaned her head back and pushed some of it out with her tongue, mixed with her spit, onto her chin and around her mouth. Amella began licking it from her face, and then began kissing Skye. Amella opened her mouth, and all of the come had been swapped in from Skye's. The two girls continued this, until Skye spit it onto Amella's pussy, and began rubbing it in, licking it and pushing on it.

Afterwards, we all got into the shower, although it was small. We began washing, and things started heating up again. I don't blame this one on me, though. I had started shampooing my hair, when Amella started pushing Skye into me. Skye's ass pushed into my cock, and I grabbed her to stop her from falling. I felt Amella reach past Skye, scratching her nails across my hips. Skye got to her knees and grabbed my cock, her hand reaching all the way around. Amella managed to move her head next to Skye's and they began switching off, giving me a handjob and sucking me off as well.

Finally, I warned them that I was about to come, and this time Amella took the prize. She wrapped her full lips over it, and Skye moved behind her, and began furiously fingering Amella. Meanwhile, I let myself go in Amella's mouth, and she then swallowed it, letting the shower rinse any that she didn't get. Now I was to leave the two girls to finish each other off, and after Amella came, they came out of the shower after me. We all sat down, to watch the television, but none of us paid it any attention.

Making a little joke, I said, "We still up for that morning jog, Skye?"

That week was wonderful. Skye and I started 'officially' dating, and we jogged every morning. She stayed at my place most nights, and they were filled with events only we knew. Of course, we kept quiet for the neighbors. Well, at the end of the week, I had to begin work. She said she had plans as well, but she'd miss me. I went to work, walking through the hallways of the college.

It was a nice day, early September, but warm, nonetheless. I walked into my classroom and started preparing the day's activities for class. After about an hour, students started to fill in and take seats. I had four classes today, and this was homeroom. I checked my watch, four minutes until class started. I stood up and wrote my name on the board: Bradley. I always went by my first name at school. I had respect for the students, seeing as they were all adults, too. I began explaining how the semester would work and what would go on in this class, when something caught my eye. In the third row back -- Skye.

I was shocked, and stopped midsentence, but quickly looked away and continued on with my lecture. I then told them that we were stopping early today, as I had nothing more to do, and that they all should have a nice day. I sat down in my seat, and began scribbling on my papers, documenting performance and writing down names of students who participated. I couldn't help but start thinking about it. Why hadn't she said something about going to college here? It seems like that would've been quick to enter conversation, wouldn't it? Well, I guess the same goes for me. Why hadn't I told her I was a college professor? Well, damn, this is quite the problem.

A hand appeared over my paper, and tapped on it. I looked up to see Skye, smiling at me. "You realize the problem here, right?" I asked her, feeling guilty. Her smile turned into a pout, and she lifted a finger to her mouth, sucking on it.

"I don't know. Why don't you teach me about it?" She cooed. I could tell she'd enjoy toying with me.

"I'll get fired for having a relationship with a student." I said bluntly. "What am I supposed to do about that?" I asked; feeling frustrated.

"Well, we can just hide our relationship," she said, her finger still dangling from her mouth, "No one has to know...unless we show them," she said, obviously implying someone joining in on our fun. I looked at her, and I couldn't tell her 'No'.

Instead, I rose from my chair. I began walking from the room and she followed, curious. I walked straight into the Teacher's Lounge, and she came in right behind me. Nobody was in the room, and after we both were, I locked the door. Immediately, I grabbed her by the face and pulled her close. Our lips met passionately. She bit my lip, pulling it away, and letting it smack back. She grabbed my tie and loosened it up, before sliding it right off. She pushed me down into the reclining chair we had in the room. In front of me, she began circling. She played with my tie, biting it and running it between her legs. She bent her knees and leaned forward, blowing me a kiss.

I felt myself becoming aroused, my pants growing tight. She turned away from me, and ran her hands up her skirt, showing me her dark ass. I ground my teeth, eager to get my hands on her, but I held back. She faced me once again, and pulled her shirt over her head. She had apparently put my tie on when she had shown me her ass, for now she was wearing that and her bra, with a skirt and panties below. She continued playing with it, until unhooking her bra, letting it fall away as arousing as possible. I couldn't stand it. I began pulling myself away from the chair, but she wouldn't let me. She placed a hand on my head, bending over and letting her breasts dangle before me. She pushed me back into my seat with a small grin.

She continued her exotic dance, and she began slowly pulling her skirt down, leaving just her panties for my eye. She walked over me, standing spread legged above my lap. She moved her hip, caressing my crotch and stomach with her own. She continued until I couldn't hold it in. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. She looked at me, giving me a gaze that told me she'd handle it from there. She ran her hand down my chest, and then lifted my shirt over my head. Her hands gripped my cock, squeezing it to life. Her tongue began caressing my neck, moving down my chest and tickling my naval. She began softly moving her hand up and down the shaft, squeezing in all the right places. I reached over her, and grabbed her ass.

I lifted her up, having her sit on my lap. Without warning, I began sucking and nuzzling on her tits, gently biting her nipples and rolling them with my tongue. She adjusted her body, fitting my cock inside of her and pulling her panties to the side. She rested her feet on my thighs, and began pushing herself up and down, sliding my cock through her. Feeling it reach new depths. She began to groan, uncontrollably and dug her nails into my shoulders. I didn't let up, thrusting deeper within her pussy. Her fingers pierced my skin, as she let out a soft scream, before pulling herself off of me. She ran her hands between my legs, once again, and scooted backwards until she stood before me. She bent over and wrapped her lips around cock, coated in her own juices. She moved her tongue delicately, feeling and caressing every part of my dick. Her tongue wrapped around the shaft, and her head moved quicker, saliva dripping from her chin, running and pooling at the base of my cock. I felt ecstatic, and came inside her mouth, my come hitting the back of her throat and coating it. I could hear her pants emanating from deep in her mouth and it had helped to set me off.