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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This is a story I started writing around a year ago. Due to unexpected life changing events, I never finished it. So it's time to rectify that, so I am re-posting what I previously wrote, and will continue with writing the remainder of this experience, over the weekend. For those of you who may remember my story, I can only apologise for the delay in finishing it. For those who have never read it, I hope you enjoy it, as others have before you.
When I was 18 years old, I used to swim a mile each morning, before a work out in the gym. I was physically fit, proficient in 3 martial arts and full of confidence.
I started college early September, and started to receive a lot of attention from the girls in my classes. Especially from one in particular, called Sasha who I sat next to in English. Our female English lecturer, always made a point of wanting to speak to me after class, about the latest essay I had submitted. But Miss Roberts would also ask Sasha to stay behind as well. Sasha was 18 years old, 5’2 long blonde hair, blue eyes, with very pert 34b tits and a tiny waist. Miss Roberts was around 35/36 years old, 5’9 long dark hair, green eyes, tanned skin, 36d full womanly breasts, and an athletic figure with a cracking pair of legs that seemed to go on forever.
Sasha and I became quite close, flirting outrageously with each other, and it was only a matter of timing and situation that we would soon be fucking the hell out of each other, they way young inexperienced but eager 18 year olds can.
I soon discovered that Sasha got unbelievably turned on, having her pussy played with whilst being in class. One particular English lesson, in the early summer, Miss Roberts had changed the class seating plan, Sasha and I were no longer seated at the back of the class, but were now located at the front opposite Miss Roberts desk.
Sasha and I sat down in our new seats, and Miss Roberts, have us both a no nonsense look, and started teaching the class. She was discussing the book “The Mayor of Casterbridge” one I found particularly laborious. Miss Roberts was always very passionate and animated when discussing one of the classics with the class. Questions were flying back and forth. Sasha sensing Miss Roberts distraction, took my hand off the desk and pushed it between her round, soft, supple thighs. I slowly moved my hand down the inside of her thigh, until I could feel her soft pouting pussy lips on the tips of my fingers. She had obviously prepared for this lesson as she wasn’t wearing a thong. I slowly worked my fingers up and down her tight perfectly formed pussy. She opened her legs a little wider and as soon as the front of her young womanhood opened I felt a splash of hot liquid hit the back of my hand. She started to make the tiniest, of little whimpers, as I moved my two fingers up to her swollen bud. Fortunately the class was in full debate now, and no one had noticed a thing. I started to roll her clit in between my fingertips, squeezing, circling, pushing and pulling it. Within a few seconds of this concentrated, calculated attention,
she squeezed her warm thighs together trapping my hand, and came so hard that she gushed and soaked my hand and the cuffs of my shirt. Miss Roberts looked over at us, saw the expression on Sashas face, and how flushed she was looking. Luckily she didn’t even take a second glance, she just carried on the debate. Sasha composed herself as best she could, lent over to me and whispered in my ear, that was the best fucking climax I have ever had. Once we get out of this lesson, I want you cock in my cunt. I instantly got turned on as Sasha was such a stunning horny little lady. I asked her, are you completely sure, (as she was still a virgin) and she breathlessly replied yes.
Once the debate had died down, the class ended and Sasha and I packed away our books, and stood up ready to leave the class. Sasha walked around the desk towards the door, cool as a cucumber as if nothing untoward had taken place. I walked away from our desk and as I glanced back I noticed that Sasha had left quite a pool on her chair from my administrations. It was to late to go back as Miss Roberts already had her bag on her shoulder and se was always the last to leave. I got out the class walked down the corridor, caught up with Sasha and told her what she had left on her chair. Sasha instantly panicked and said we have to go back to clear it up. We waited for the other students to pass then went back to the classroom. We quietly opened the classroom door, and went inside.
There in front of us was Miss Roberts on her knees by our desk, licking the chair Sasha had been sitting on. The sight of Miss Roberts licking and tasting Sasha’s 18 year old cum from off her seat, made my cock instantly rock hard and throb like I had never experienced.
Sasha let out a slight gasp and Miss Roberts looked up from where she was kneeling, next to Sasha’s chair and instantly took command of the situation she found herself in.
As you both can see, I have cleared up after the pair of you, which I have to say I enjoyed immensely,
Miss Roberts then looked directly at me, and said “The question that needs to be answered, is weather you are incredibly gifted with your fingers or if Sasha has an incredibly sensitive pussy”. There is no need to answer that, as I will definitely find out.
Sasha grabbed my hand and gave it a small squeeze, I was unsure if this was due to excitement or trepidation of the situation we currently found ourselves in.
Miss Roberts got up from beside our desk, and slowly walked towards the pair of us.
So my young little love birds, this is what we are going to do. She reached out with both her hands, one taking a firm grip on my throbbing erection through my jeans, and her other hand cupping Sasha’s swollen moist mound under her skirt.
“Neither of you are going to get off in my class or any class, is that clear” we both nodded.
And another thing, neither of you are going to get each other or yourselves off before Saturday is that absolutely clear. Not understanding why we both again nodded. The reason for that is because on Saturday afternoon you are both going to come over to my house and we will have dinner, both of you, me and my other half. Is that understood. We both said yes Miss Roberts. With that she gave both of our crutches one final squeeze. Turned, picked up her bag and strutted from the classroom, to the retreating sound of her high heel shoes echoing down the corridor, we both let out our breath that we had been subconsciously holding.
Sasha turned to me and said, that was so unbelievably fucking horny, I need to cum, now! We can’t I said, if she finds out it could ruin Saturday.
You want to go then Sasha said. Fuck yes I replied, you? Absofuckinglutly Sasha said grinning.....
Sasha and I couldn’t wait for the week to finish. We both were sticking to Miss Roberts rules, and feeling so horny and sexually frustrated as a result.
We had One final English lesson on Friday afternoon. As Sasha and I walked into our lesson together, we both noticed that Miss Roberts was wearing a shorter skirt than normal, bare legs, when she normally wore stockings or tights, a white blouse, and black high heels. She wore her hair pulled back tied up in s bun. She looked fucking amazing, both Sasha and I couldn’t keep our eyes off her. This lesson was taking it in turns around the class to read from that cursed book bloody Casterbridge...! Whilst listening to various students read aloud badly from the book, I couldn’t stop looking at Miss Roberts bare legs. She had her legs crossed, bouncing one leg atop the other, and moving her heel in and out of her stiletto by flexing her ankle up and down.
From the way her high heel shoe positioned her foot. My eyes were drawn to the slight line gap that's formed between the little and second toes. Following that natural line up to her flexing angle, I noticed how soft and silky her skin looked. Fuck this no wanking ban was excruciatingly cruel.
I could see that Sasha was taking in the sight as eagerly as I was, as well as being horny cause she also had her legs crossed and was unconsciously clenching her thigh mussels. Working my eyes slowly up from her ankle I noticed how tanned her skin was, she also had a small beauty spot on the side of her calf. Her legs were simply fucking perfect. The effect this was having on my 18 year old testosterone filed body was unbelievable.
My cock was as hard as Iron in my jeans and I could feel the cold buttons of my flies, literally against my throbbing cock, as I have always gone commando as I don’t like being restricted.
Sasha always found that particularly sexy. I had to concentrate on the feeling of those cold buttons pressed firmly against my cock, to stop myself from coming twice in that lesson, tensing my cock against the metal to cause me a little pain as the metal dug into me. Fuck I was so dam horny. The final bell went signaling that’s the end of the week, Sasha and I looked at each other with a massive grin, and hugged each other in excitement, that the day we both have been waiting for was almost here.
Just as we were packing away our books, Miss Roberts said in a clear no nonsense tone of voice, Sasha, Jason can you please both stay behind for 5 minutes. Everyone filled out of the class leaving Sasha and I sat at our desk, with Miss Roberts sat opposite.
She sat there looking at the pair of us, with her ankle swaying from side to side, the way a king Cobra mesmerises it’s pray before it strikes, and I certainly felt like the prey at that moment. Her ankle suddenly stopped swaying, drawing both my and Sasha’s attention to it. Miss Roberts slowly uncrossed her and opened her legs to the full Y spread, as much as her skirt would allow. I heard Sasha’s intake of breath, I was holding mine, fuck knows how long, and Jesus my cock was literally fighting to escape the prison of my jeans like a condemned man. The view before us was spectacular, her spread inviting thighs led to her luscious succulent mature cunt. She was shaved either side of her lips, the dark hair she had, started at the top of her elegantly shaped mound and disappeared into the folds of her skirt in a tantalising V formation. Miss Roberts moved her red painted fingernailed hands down to her pouting pussy, With her first and second slender fingers positioned either side of her lips she slowly opened herself up for both Sasha and I to see. The sight before me was captivating, Miss Roberts fingers were enabling her pussy to be on full view, full stretch, I remember thinking how pink and wet she looked on the inside, in contrast to her dark smooth skin on the outside. Slowly all four of her fingers moved into her pussy with a deliberate calculated slowness,’once they were inside her to the second joint of her fingers, she spread her fingers one towards her mound the towards he perfectly formed bum. That's when I heard Sasha start breathing again, and a slight moan escape her lips, as Miss Roberts seemed to flex her wrists inwards, which in turn suddenly opened up her pussy enabling both of us to see inside her delicious hole She started moving up thumbs in a circular motion, round and round each they danced and each time they passed her clit they struck causing her wave after wave of pleasure.
We were awe struck by what we were seeing, and as Miss Roberts climatic circular thumb dance increased in pase I could clearly see she was reaching the point of cumming. Suddenly she flicked back her head raised her bum off the seat slightly as her climax flooded her body. We both could clearly see her womanly flow seep from her now swollen pussy and the inside of her pussy walls collapsing in on each other.
Her fingers were soaked and even from where I was sitting I could smell her feminine scent. Miss Roberts got up from her desk walked toward the both of us and said “Open you mouths and close your eyes” We both did as she commanded us to do then she slowly circled my lips with one wet finger lingering across my top lip so I could breath her in, then she put both her fingers into my mouth almost down my throat and I had to control my natural gag reflex as she was inserting them so much. I closed my mouth and sucked her fingers clean, savouring the taste of her, as my tongue wotked it’s way in between her fingers.
I could hear Sasha greedily sucking on the fingers inserted into her mouth too. Then suddenly the fingers were retreating, and Miss Roberts was picking up her bag. As she left the classroom, looking back over her shoulder she said, “Now don’t be late you two, I will see you at ours at 5pm promptly tomorrow afternoon” with that smiled and left the classroom.
Both Sasha and I were shocked and so fucking horny that we just stared at each other grinning like a couple of cats that had just got the cream. Which we both literally just had.
The day I had been waiting for had finally arrived. I was wearing my Levi 501’s, a white t-shirt, doc martins and a black leather biker jacket, all in all I thought I looked very cool, the way a young 18 year old guy does. It was 4pm, Sasha would be here soon, mum said I could borrow her VW Golf for the night as long as I brought it home tomorrow evening in one price. There was a knock at my front door, I ran to the door, opened it and there was Sasha. She was wearing a short dark pleated skirt, kind of like the ones girls used to wear in PE, white long socks that were about 4 inches above her knee, a red sleeveless vest top and red converse. She looked fucking horny. We said goodbye to my parents and with a massive grin we both headed for the car. Miss Roberts lived in the heart of the Surrey countryside, near Leith Hill. On the way over Sasha said, what do you think Miss Roberts other half is going to look like? By the way Miss Roberts dresses, he is obviously going to be a very well groomed older gent, with a good body, and good looking as well. Suddenly I got a faint musky teen pussy aroma, I looked down and Sasha had opened her legs and I could clearly see her small blonde pubic mound, and her finger disappearing into her tight wet cunt. The smell of her pussy and the sight before me got me rock hard and instantly throbbing, my cock grew so rapidly it was trying to break out of the prison of my jeans like a condemned man. Before I could say to Sasha that we weren’t aloud to cum, she pulled her soaked finger out of her pussy and then rubbed it all over my neck and even underneath my ear lobes. I looked at her quizzically, and she said “you forgot to put on your aftershave, besides that will drive Miss Roberts to distraction.
I laughed at Sasha’s sheer audacity and down right sexiness, and drove the remaining miles to Miss Roberts House. |
