I honestly felt like I was going to cum at any moment, and I may even have a little bit, but he kept changing things up on me, which was frustrating, but was making the orgasm build to a level that I didn’t even know existed. At a certain point, he placed one of his hands on the inside of my thigh and squeezed firmly, which hurt in a very pleasurable kind of way. He took his other hand and lifted me up just a little so that he could push it underneath my butt. His tongue began working even faster as his hands massaged my legs and ass, and I found myself moving my hips in rhythm with his tongue.
Just as I thought I was going to cum, he changed things up on me again, using a sudden thrust upwards of my hips to grab me around the waist, making my back arch up towards the ceiling. I lost my footing, and just when I thought I was going to fall of his desk, Mr. Garfield somehow managed to throw my legs over his shoulders. I was impressed at his strength and steadiness as he held me up while he continued to ravish my pussy, my entire body elevated except for my upper back and head. I thrust myself at his face harder than ever, pulsing my hips in a way that I didn’t know I could do. Once again, I found myself right at the brink of orgasm, but then Mr. Garfield softly pushed two fingers inside of my vagina. I started to scream out in pleasure, but Mr. Garfield, in all his expertise, reached down and quickly grabbed one of the arms of his coat and shoved it in my mouth. I bit down on the soft material hard, letting out an intense muffled cry as my teacher fingered and licked my pussy. I grabbed the back of his head and locked my fingers into some of his hair, pushing his face down on me as hard as I could. His fingers worked magic inside of me in a way that I didn’t have the words or knowledge to even explain. My neck strained a little at the angle that it was being bent at, but as my powerful orgasm finally approached, it was the last thing on my mind.
I could see my feet dangling above my head, and as I began to cum, I briefly watched my toes tighten and curl before my eyes rolled into the back of my head. All other senses blocked out, I was focused completely on everything that was happening to my pussy. My whole body seized up, and I just went completely rigid in Mr. Garfield’s arms, feeling my pussy contract slightly as the most intensely and wonderful feeling that I had ever experienced coursed throughout my whole body. Level upon level of orgasm came over me for the next several moments, and Mr. Garfield kept his face buried in between my legs, seemingly prepared to not move a muscle until I finished. My body convulsed several times, and I moaned and screamed into the arm of his jacket until finally, with a surprising sense of relief, my orgasm finished.
Keeping my eyes closed, I felt Mr. Garfield’s face pull away from my sopping wet pussy, then felt as he gently lowered me down until I was once again laying flat on his desk. I looked up at him, his face glistening as he leaned over on his desk and tried to catch his breath.
“Did that sufficiently accomplish your goal?” he asked, wiping his wet hand on the side of his shirt.
“Yup,” I said crassly, still not ready to move.
“And you’re really not going to tell anyone about this?” he asked with a look of worry.
“Of course not!” I replied.
He shook his head in disbelief. “Can you explain to me exactly why you needed me to do this?” he asked in exasperation.
I smiled. “Do you really want to know?” I asked skeptically. “Because if you tell me you really want to know, I’ll tell you all about it.” I would have, too.
He shook his head again. “Never mind,” he said. He groaned loudly and walked over to his chair, adjusting his very noticeable erection as he did. “I’m gonna get fired,” he cried, laying his head down on his desk.
“No you’re not!” I assured him in my most soothing voice. “I promise you’re not. I have no desire to ever share this with anyone. You’re gonna be fine.”
“I’m going to lose so much sleep over this,” he said, seemingly not taking any comfort at my words.
I rolled off of his desk and readjusted my clothing and hair in a way that did not suggest that I had just been eaten out. I quickly went over to the classroom door, unlocked and opened it quietly, and peeked my head out into the hallway.
“All clear,” I said, looking back at him.
“Don’t forget your phone,” he said, picking it up and holding it out for me.
“Oh, thanks!” I chirped, skipping over to retrieve it. “How considerate of you.”
“Just don’t want you to have any reason to come back in here.”
I grabbed my bag from the floor, then got phone, my fingers lightly grazing Mr. Garfield’s extended hand in the process. He flinched noticeably at the contact. “Really, Mr. Garfield?” I teased. “You can’t handle my hand touching you after what we just did? How are you going to take it when we make eye contact tomorrow during discussion? Gonna freeze up in front of the whole class?” My goal was to calm him down and lighten the mood, but he wasn’t very receptive.
“Just get the hell out of here, Leah,” he said, purposely not looking at me.
“Roger that, Mr. Garfield!” And with that I skipped merrily out of his class and made my way to the front of the building.
Tevin was sitting in his car when I walked out, looking annoyed and mouthing something to me as he pointed to his phone. I looked at my phone and noticed that he had texted me a few times telling me he was there.
“I was just about to come and look for you,” he complained as I got into the car. “Where the hell were you?”
“Oh just getting a little help on something with Mr. Garfield,” I said truthfully. “Took a little longer than I expected.” He grunted in annoyance, but didn’t say anything else on the matter as he drove off. “Why are you going this way, Tevin?” Instead of taking a left out of the school parking lot, which was the way that led home, he had taken a right.
“Need to stop off at campus and see one of my professors for something,” he replied dryly.
“What?”
He shrugged. “Just a paper. Nothing of note.”
“Okay!” I chirped, happy to be in his presence for that much longer. After a few minutes of silence, I noticed that Tevin had started to cut his eyes in my direction, and he was becoming increasingly antsy. I simply looked out the window, as if I didn’t notice.
“You’re driving me crazy with that, Leah!” he said finally through gritted teeth.
“With what?”
“Your silence! Normally you’re all chatter with me, and now you’re just sitting there. It’s very off putting.”
“I just don’t have much to say, I guess.”
He arched his eyebrow. “Oh really? After what we’ve been through between last night and this morning, you have nothing to say?”
I shrugged. “Guess so.”
“Goddammit, Leah, just say what’s on your mind!” he exclaimed furiously. “You left me with some sort of strange cliffhanger when you got out of my car this morning, and I know you’re just itching to say something to me. So out with it already!”
I laughed. “Been thinking about it all day, huh?” I smirked.
“Well…yeah, kinda! I mean, it’s not every day that a guy’s sister tells him she wants to fuck him. Now, I’ve just gotta know…has it passed yet?”
“Passed?”
“Yeah! I mean, has this particular…’episode’ of yours dissolved into nothingness yet? I just can’t take the anticipation of waiting for you to tell me that you want me again. Just tell me what’s on your mind one way or the other, even though what I’m really hoping to hear is that you’ve forgotten all about this and moved on.”
“Oh I haven’t moved on Tevin,” I said playfully. “I’ve only just begun. I was just waiting for you to get to campus before I said anything more about the matter. I don’t want to make you lose focus so bad that you make us get into a wreck or something.”
“And what the hell is that supposed to mean?” he asked with trepidation.
“You’ll see,” I teased. I crossed my legs innocently and remained quiet for the rest of the ride.
We got to his campus about ten minutes later. “Alright, give me a quick update on your state of mind, Leah,” Tevin said in exasperation as he turned off his car. “In a nutshell, what the fuck’s going through your head now?”
I turned to face him as I excitedly got my phone out. “Okay, so when I left you this morning, I told you that I was going to show you just how ready I am for anything that you have to give me. Sexually speaking, of course.”
“Oh my god,” he groaned.
“You were never going to see me as a viable sexual partner until I showed you how grown-up and ready I am for you. And now,” I said, as I brought up the first picture from the day and turned it towards him so he could see, “after you see what I’ve been up to today at school, you can put all your worries aside and take me straight home to bed.” I handed him the phone and sat back, excited to watch his face light up when he scrolled through the pictures.
“Holy fuck, Leah!” he shouted as soon as he got a good look at the picture. “Is that…that’s you!”
“Yep!”
“And-”
“Some guy named Rohan,” I finished for him. “No, wait…Ronan.”
“What the hell is this!?”
“I took him in one of the little private rooms in the library during my free period this morning and let him cum on my ass!” I explained excitedly.
“Why the fuck did you do that!?” As he spoke, he seemed to have a touch of anger to his voice. I wasn’t surprised, as it probably had to do with the jealousy he was feeling at seeing another guy doing sexual things with me.
“Aww, I know it hurts to see it, baby,” I said soothingly as I rubbed his arm. “But again, it was a necessary evil for you to be able to see me as your sexual equal.”
“Leah, did this guy take advantage of you?” he asked seriously. “Did he lure you in that room and force himself on you?”
“No! I asked him to join me. All he did was masturbate and then cum on my ass, that’s all.”
“Oh, that’s all, huh?”
“Well, that’s all HE did.”
He paused and looked at me sternly. “Why did you emphasize the word ‘he’ in that sentence?” he asked cautiously.
“Go to the next picture,” I instructed.
“Oh fuck, Leah!” he groaned as he saw the next one. “What the hell were you thinking?”
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