Bella And Mr T Ch 02

Bella and Mr. T

Chapter 2

Mr. Thomas and Bella finished up their first tryst with these comments:

He said, "Wow. That was great, Bella. I think we both understand that this arrangement will be continuing. I think you get that."

Bella replied, "Yes, Sir."

And the conversation continued:

"I expect another entertaining show during class tomorrow and then another meeting after school."

"Yes, sir. As you wish. Just remember that you asked for it."

Bella straightened her skirt and gathered her things and headed out the door. She made sure to sway her ass in his direction as she walked away. After enjoying the view he began to wonder what she meant by her last comment.

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The next day all through the 7th period Mr. Thomas could not get Bella out of his mind as he anticipated 8th period when he would see her again. When he tried teaching he was fumbling his words and losing his train of thought in mid sentence. Some of the students were looking at him with weird looks on their faces. After a few minutes he changed course and came up with an assignment for them to do on their own at their desks. Bella was certainly changing both his life and the quality of his teaching!

As the class period was drawing to a close he glanced at the room door. Through the window at an angle visible to him but not visible to the class- there was Bella out in the hallway! She gave him a wink and lifted her top flashing her bare, gorgeous, ample tits. He immediately felt stirring in his pants. Bella was taking frequent glances up and down the hallway making sure she was unobserved. Stimulated as she made him, he still thought, "Oh, shit, what if someone- such as my principal- comes around the corner now?" Since yesterday he had had many thoughts about how easily they could have been caught. Lucky his room was at the end of a hall in a fairly low used wing of the building. But still...

As worrisome as that was he couldn't take his eyes off of Bella's large, round boobs. Nice dark areolas with distinct nipples pointing in his direction. She cupped her hands under them and held them forward. She massaged them all over. All he could think was how much he'd love to bury his face into them then and there. The bell rang and she grinned as she lowered her top.

Mr. T collapsed into his chair as the 7th hour students filed out of his room and Bella entered. She headed straight to where he sat and set her book bag on his desk. She reached down and grabbed the front hem of her skirt and, with occasional glances behind her to verify they were still alone, waved it up and down. Up to her chest and back down again. Wafting her cunt scent at him. Several times. He inhaled the lovely, pungent smell of horny pussy as he caught glimpses of her naked, soaking wet, swollen cunt, her labia lips large and inviting.

She straightened her skirt and leaned into him whispering in his ear, "I skipped out of 7th period 15 minutes early and pleasured myself in the restroom. Got real wet. Just to drive you nuts!" As she straightened up the rest of the class began arriving and she grabbed her bag and went to her seat.

Flustered as he was, Mr. T knew that he was going to be useless at actual teaching that hour also- even more than 7th period. So once again he assigned desk work to the students while he remained seated behind his desk. Bella gave him a mischievous grin.

So went the period. Whenever he sensed that any of the other students were looking around he pretended to be grading papers. When they were all on task his eyes were glued on Bella as she spread her knees apart to varying degrees. Again he admired her tempting thighs, delicious looking pussy, and the wetness she exhibited. He could even make out a damp spot on her skirt below her slit. Which, of course, matched the dampness he felt in his own underwear.

At one point she cupped a breast in one hand and pinched her nipple through her top, rolling it between her thumb and finger. She looked him in the eye and seductively ran her tongue around her lips. Mr.T was rubbing his hard on through his pants for a good part of the hour. He could not help himself despite his realization that his undershorts were getting wetter and wetter with his precum. He made sure to stop himself short of actually cumming though.

Finally the last bell of the day rang out. Bella remained in her seat. The other students headed out the door. When they were well clear, she pulled up her skirt and fingered her pussy.

"You little minx. You are certainly sabotaging my teaching."

"You were the one to insist our little relationship was to continue, Mr. T."

"I suppose so. I have an idea for a more comfortable place. Let's go."

They walked through the school past the main doors of the gymnasium where the basketball teams were practicing. The thunks of balls hitting the baskets, backboards, and gym floor regularly reached their ears. Fortunately the halls were empty. He led her into a hallway at the backside of the gym, through another door, and up a few steps. Bella knew they were now on the stage at the end of the gym. The area was in dim light that came in over the top of the curtains that separated the stage from the athletes.

Mr. T said, "Back here. Behind the backdrop. Petty private. Has another advantage too." He turned on the light from his phone and showed her a mattress on the floor behind the backdrop. He set his phone aside leaving the light on.

"Mr. T, you naughty man! Luring one of your innocent young students to such a lair of sinfulness!"

"Yes, little miss innocent. I am a devil."

"I admit that hearing all those guys out there bouncing their balls is kind of hot though."

"I agree. Feels very naughty." He pressed up behind Bella reaching around and cupping her tits with his hands. As he did so he kissed the back of her neck breathing warm air onto her neck between kisses.

"Mmmm. That feels so good," she said. Through his pants he felt her sexy ass pressing and rubbing against his hard on. He, of course, pressed back.

"After your performance in the hallway I just want to worship these tits of yours." He switched his kissing and blowing from her neck to her ear. Mixing in taking her earlobe into his mouth and caressing it with his tongue. He continued massaging her breasts but now reaching up inside her top.

"Oh, yes, yes. That is so nice," she said.

"Oh, yes. These are so nice," he answered as he gave them a squeeze.

Next he took the hem of her shirt and peeled it over her head. "Lay down on the mattress."

"Gladly." Bella reclined. When she was down on her hands and knees Mr. T watched her tits hanging and jiggling downward. He made a note to himself that he wanted to see that view from below before the day ended. She finished laying down, turning onto her back. Her tits started to drop to her sides, but she brought her arms in, pressing them together and bringing back that sexy cleavage he had always noticed.

He dropped down beside her to her right. He reached across her body with his right hand cupping her full, soft, left breast. He took her right nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. He felt it grow even larger in his mouth. He felt the nipple between his fingers follow along. Taking more of her breast into his mouth he played with the nipple with his tongue, enjoying the firmness of it as he worked it. He lightly nipped at it at the same time as he pinched the left one with his fingers.

Bella exclaimed, "Yes, yes. A little harder please." So he did so. The basketballs continued to echo out in the gym, reminding them they had better keep the noise down.

He replied, "I must salute and worship your magnificent tits. They are a wonder to behold."

"Thanks, but let's not overdo the drama."

Finally he released her left breast and reached down, pulled up her skirt, and ran his fingers down to her crotch. He was amazed at the wetness his hand found. Her crotch hair was soaked. Her skin was covered in moisture. "Well, well," he said, "Somebody is excited."

"I've been leaking down there for like an hour, especially in the last 15 minutes. Sorry if it's too much."

"Hell no. I love it. I can flatter myself that I had at least a bit to do with it."

"Oh, Mr. T. You had a lot to do with it."

He reached down and undid his belt and pants, sliding them down to his knees. He turned onto his back and pulled his shirt up to his chest. "I'm not done with those tits yet. Straddle my stomach and abuse my face with them."

As she straddled him he lifted her dress so that her bare wet pussy was on his bare stomach. Her marvelous breasts hung down towards him. He felt his erection pressing against her ass crack.

For the next 10 minutes he nestled his face into her tits. Licked them. Sucked the nipples. Nibbled on the nipples. Rolled them between his fingers. Her breasts and cleavage became the center of his universe.

He hardly noticed when she lifted herself slightly and lowered her pussy so that his erection was trapped between his abdomen and her cunt lips. But he certainly noticed as she began to grind her pussy on his cock. A few minutes in, her whole body shook and he felt another flood of her cum soaking his crotch area, running over his balls, and down to his ass.

"Oh, yes, yes. I do love to cum and cum," she whispered to him.

Suddenly there were some strange bouncing noises, closer to them. Followed by the sound of footsteps. They froze silently. Then the footsteps moved off towards the stage front.

He whispered, "A ball must have squeezed under the stage curtain and a player was fetching it. He must have been just on the other side of this backdrop."

At which Bella lifted herself again and this time lowered herself so that his cock entered her pussy. "Oh, fuck, that is amazing!" He tried to control his voice. "It's way too late for me to ask, but are you on birth control? I hope!"

"Don't worry. I'm on the pill." She was now bouncing up and down.

"I have to warn you. I'm pretty excited already. I may not last long."

"Well you better last until I get one more good climax," she ordered.

As she fucked him his attentions were divided between the wonderful feeling of her pussy on his cock and the sight- and occasional feel- of her swaying boobs. Suddenly she began to move faster and breathe harder. "I am SO cumming!" That did it.

He felt his balls surging and his cum shot into her. Trying to be quiet he could only gasp as he climaxed. "Fuck, Bella, you are beyond amazing."

She kept moving but slowly, squeezing his cum out of him. Eventually she stopped and collapsed onto him, her tits pressing between them. Her hair enveloping his face. They shared a kiss.

"Yes. Just lay on me for a minute. You feel so good."

Finally they started to separate and stand up. They both had significant drips of mixed cum running down their legs, but they dressed and made themselves as presentable as they could.

"So, Mr. T, what is on tomorrow's agenda?"

"I'll have to give that some thought," he replied.