I turned and saw that Mr. Jemison was stroking a hard cock in his pants. “Then maybe we can do something about that.” I told her.
“I’m sure we can handle it”, she replied and winked.
She started kissing me, and it felt so incredibly right. Our tongues danced like on stage, and she rubbed the outside of my g-strings, and then sucked my nipples. I ran my hands along her body, and her head fell back and she started to press against me. Without thinking, I ran my hand inside her panties, and guided it, so that my fingers slipped inside her. God she was wet, and I wanted to taste her. I sucked her nipples for only a moment, before we dropped to the floor, and she took the initiative to lick down my stomach and into my g-strings. Her hands were on each side of my hips, and she moved them to rock to the music. Her tongue licked with intent experience on my clit. She licked until I exploded in her mouth, then she leaned over and kissed Chuck, allowing him to taste my cum from her tongue. I raised from the floor, and kissed her tasting my cum on her lips, and the only thought in my mind was that I wanted to know what SHE tasted like.
I covered her body with my own, and made my way to her clit, I looked up and saw that Mr. Jemison had removed his clothes and stroking his incredible cock. He stood over me, as I was making my way to remove her g-strings, and I sucked on his cock, while Carla, ran her fingers through my hair, and pulled with an intense wordless saying eat me before I explode. I moved her g-strings to the side with my teeth, and buried my tongue deep inside her. She rocked her hips hard to my tongue, both hands wrapped in my hair, and ate her, working my tongue hard and fast on her clit. She was delicious. Her clit was plump and throbbed with a need for release. Chuck had moved behind me and was running his tongue over my ass, fingering it, and then licking the outside of my pussy. Carla filled my mouth with her cum, and I turned to let him lick it and suck it from me, and he did with great pleasure.
Chuck moved me to the couch, on my back, and kneeled in front of me, he took my clit in his own moth and sucked the rest of the cum from me, and then slid inside me with one hard thrust. It was only my third time to have actual intercourse, and he was only the second person. He fucked me hard, then soft as he was about to cum. He pulled completely out and then slid back in and felt like I was about to cum again. He pulled from me as he was about to explode, but I wrapped my legs around him and he pushed back inside me. Sweet release, the incredible feeling of him exploding inside me, filling me with his cum. My entire body shook, and I covered his cock with my own cum.
The night was over, I walked him to his car, and said goodnight.
At class on Monday, I was a bit nervous Mr. Jemison after what had happened Friday night. But I handled it, went in, took my seat, and didn’t risk looking at him much at all during class. After class, the very thing I was afraid that was going to happen, did. “Mandy, could you I see you after class?” Damn should have known I wouldn’t get out that easy.
Once the room had emptied out, he locked the class door and came to me, where I was still in my seat “I just wanted to tell you how incredible Friday night was.” His breaths were deep and soft, he sat very close to me.
” I can’t say I didn’t enjoy it myself. I just don’t anyone to know about it, that’s all.”
“You don’t have to worry about anything. I have as much or more to loose that you do.”
I closed my eyes with relief. “Thank you.” I said softly.
“No. thank you.” He breathed and then slide his hand up my thigh and under my skirt. I couldn’t help but slide down in my seat, and his fingers moved my panties to the side, and slid inside me. I moaned softly, and found his cock hard again inside his pants. He left me for a moment and closed the shade to his room, I stood, and took a seat on his big wooden desk. He wrapped my arms around my waist and kissed me. siding his hand back inside my panties, and inside me. He knelt down in front of me and licked on my clit, until it became impossible to hold my moan to a soft level. His tongue slid in and out of me in perfect rhythm. And after only a moment I was Cumming hard in his mouth. I unzipped his fly and knelt in front of him, and sucked on his hard cock until I could taste his precum.
He stopped me just long enough for me get back on his desk. Then slid inside me. I supported myself on my hands, but was raised so I could kiss him while he fucked me. His thrusts were urgent, like he needed to be inside me, like he couldn’t get enough of my tight wet pussy. He remained inside me and lifted me from his desk and sat me on one of the smaller student desks. Mr. Jemison continued his deep thrust inside me. My moans were now loud enough to hear, had someone walked by. He stopped for just a moment, and had me lean over his big desk again, and slid inside my ass from behind. God it felt so good, his cock buried in my ass. I had never done anal sex before, but it was defiantly a favorite. It seems like we fucked forever, and how we kept from drawing a crowd I do not know. As he came, he pulled out and squirt his cum on my titts, and I rubbed them with pleasure.
It was almost time for another class to start, so we pulled ourselves together, and shared a goodbye kiss. Our afternoon delights continued for quite a while, even into my second and third year of college. We met after class every Monday and Wednesday for incredible afternoon meetings.
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