Sam & Katie
|(MF, oral, anal, spank)|
Sam sat at his desk, chewing on the end of his pen. She was driving him to distraction, the words on the board could have been anything, he wouldn’t have known. His eyes examined her body, lingering on the gentle curve of her lips, the fullness of her breasts, and the rounded shape of her bottom. He found himself grinning. At that moment she turned round and looked at him, her fiery, shoulder length hair swaying with her movement.
“Something amusing you; Sam?”
But something told him she knew exactly what was amusing him, and that she enjoyed it. Enjoying the fact that he was undressing her with his eyes.
“No Miss, just daydreaming that’s all.” He realised his mistake as soon as the words were out of his mouth.
“If you didn’t spend so much time daydreaming, maybe your grade would be better. I think we should discuss this when class has been dismissed.”
He heard sniggers from the rest of the group, it might be the 6th form but they still found it amusing when someone was in trouble as long as it wasn’t them.
Sam continued to look at her, her gaze directed back at him. Then her eyes slid down his body, and stopped as she realised where she was. Sam was glad there was a desk in front of him, his erection already starting to strain against the material of his trousers. He shifted in his seat, discreetly trying to rearrange himself, willing it to go away.
Five minutes later and Sam’s penis was still rock hard. It was torture, there was no way he could go and relieve himself, and there was this hot chick in front of him, a tiger in a cage, behind bars, unreachable. But maybe she wasn’t so unreachable, he’d seen the way she’d looked at him, then checked herself as she realised what she was doing.
The end of the lecture eventually came, and the class left. She moved to the door and shut and locked it. Sam didn’t move, his hard on still apparent. God, what was he going to do now if she asked him to go to her desk?
Luckily he didn’t have to worry; she came over to him, and sat down on the edge of his desk. She was so close now he could smell the faint aroma of deodorant and shampoo clinging to her. Her thin white shirt showed her pert breasts, and for the first time he noticed her nipples were erect. The word was out of his mouth before he could stop it.
She looked down and her eyes met his, amused. He’d been expecting a rebuke, this was something completely different. He allowed himself to study her now she was closer, his eyes going from her breasts down her body, to her hips, them skimming down the material of her knee length skirt, down her legs and eventually to her high heeled but still sensible shoes.
“Like what you see?” she asked.
“Call me Katie.”
“Um… Katie. Um…”
She took his hand and placed it on her breast. Sam nearly came in his boxers there and then. He squeezed her breast, feeling the erect nipple under the palm of his hand. His erection strained against his trousers, red hot and oozing precum. Begging to be touched. He used his other hand to try and hide it, but she was too quick. She slid off the desk, then crawled under it. In one deft, rough movement she’d opened his trouser button and fly, and was teasing his cock out of his boxers. She looked at it in complete appreciation; it couldn’t get any harder, and was at its biggest and thickest. He could just imagine how it would feel inside her tight, hot pussy. Then, just as Sam was beginning to think he was having some kind of intense daydream, she took him into her mouth. He gasped, and tangled his hands into her hair, so she couldn’t pull away from him. Her head bobbed up and down as her hot mouth caressed his cock, sucking, licking, biting. Sam had never had a blow job like it before, but then, Sam had never had an older woman giving him a blow job before! She was experienced and confident, pressing one finger gently against his perineum, the pressure on the sensitive skin giving Sam an electric feeling throughout his body. Then her long nails lightly grazed against his balls. Sam closed his eyes, enjoying these new sensations. Then the warm mouth was gone from his dick, to be replaced by a firm, teasing hand, masturbating him, as her mouth moved lower to his balls, taking the skin between her teeth and lightly tugging. Sam was close to blowing his load, so he pulled her hand off.
“No,” she said, “I want you to come. You’ll soon get hard again.”
She continued to stroke his dick and play with his balls and soon Sam groaned,
“I’m coming.” She quickly closed her full lips around his cock, and sucked until she felt his warm sweet come hit the back of her throat. She closed her eyes blissfully as she tasted it. She quickly swallowed it, then stood up.
“Now fuck me,” she said, turning around and lifting her skirt to reveal white underwear with suspenders and stockings, “from behind.”
Sam stood up and moved behind Katie, feeling her ass, then pulling the cheeks apart to give him better access to her pussy. He traced a finger down her crack to her vagina, and found it was sopping wet. He smiled, brought the finger to his lips and sucked the juices off it. They were sweet, and Sam put two fingers inside Katie to stretch her ready for his still hard cock. Then he pulled out his fingers and quickly entered her. She gasped in delight, and clutched the edge of the desk for support. She began to rock back and forth on his Dick as he pounded into her, her hot, tight pussy sending Sam into oblivion. He reached forward with one hand, playing with her nipple through her top as the other hand gripped her hip to help him bang her hard.
“Please,” she whispered, “I want more.”
He stopped playing with her nipple, and undid the buttons of her shirt and removed it, then pulled out of her, turned her round and laid her on the desk. He entered her once more, and began to suck one nipple, as he pinched the other one and screwed her wet hole. He went slowly, teasing her, pulling right out, then pushing right back in. He used his teeth to lightly bite and tug her nipples; she began to whimper and a tear ran down her face.
“I can’t take any more teasing, I want to come. Please.”
Sam took no notice, wanting her to beg, to scream. He carried on pumping slowly in and out of her.
He pulled out and knelt down on the floor so her wet cunt was at face level. It was shaven and neat, and he could see her juices glisten invitingly. He stuck out his tongue to taste her properly this time. He lightly touched the skin of her vulva, and she gasped and arched her back, begging him to carry on. He used his fingers to open her pussy lips, and pull back the hood that hid her clitoris from the world. Her legs shot up and around his neck, drawing his head closer. He licked her swollen clit, and as he did so he could see more juice running from inside her. He began to lap slowly at her clit, causing her to judder each time his tongue contacted her skin.
“Sam, please, I need to come, it hurts so much. Please, please, make me come.”
Sam didn’t know how he’d got into this situation, but he was going to make the most of it, so there was no way he was rushing. He ignored her once more. He continued to lick her pussy, cleaning up all her juices.
“Sam…” her face was soaked with tears. He shook his head. He saw a glint in her eye, and she sat up.
“Right,” she said, “If you won’t give me what I want, I’ll get it myself.”
She pushed him onto his back on the floor, and she sat astride him, and lowered herself slowly onto his cock. Once he was inside her, she began to ride him, hard. Sam marvelled at how her body looked, her breasts bouncing, head thrown back, one hand caressing her clit. She bounced away on his Dick, keeping up a steady pace. Then all of a sudden her eyes widened and she gasped, then quickened her pace. The friction and wetness on Sam’s Dick was amazing, he didn’t think at first he’d come again, but he knew now he would. Katie let out a scream of ecstasy, and Sam felt her muscles clench against his Dick repeatedly. Then the juices came again, and soaked Sam’s balls and ass crack. She fell onto him, exhausted. So he rolled her off him and onto her front. He rubbed the juices all over her asshole, then explored the tight hole with his finger. He gently stroked her anus until she relaxed. Then he pushed his Dick into her, marvelling at the incredible tightness on his cock. He buried himself in her ass to the hilt, his balls caressing her wet slit. He began to pull out, then back in again. Katie began to get her energy back.
“Now who’s the naughty one?” he queried.
“I am.” Katie replied.
“What are you?” he said as he quickened his pace, slamming into her, his balls slapping against her as his Dick disappeared into her wetness.
“I’m naughty, now spank me.”
“You’re very, very naughty!”
He thrust into her, and slapped her ass, hard. It stung his hand, but Katie yelped in delight, and began to push back against him, indicating for him to go faster. He slapped her again, and she screamed,
“Sam, fuck me harder!”
Sam went faster and harder, and slapped faster and harder until her ass turned a deep red. He felt he was about to come, and said,
“Where do you want me to come?”
“My pussy.” So he pulled out of her ass and slid his cock back into her drenched pussy and carried on fucking her hard. Then he bit down on her shoulder as he came. The pain turned her on even more, and as he emptied his balls into her, he felt her pushing him out of her vagina, and looking down, saw her juices actually squirting out of her. He leant down and quickly lapped them up. Katie lay there, panting. He rolled her over, and looked at her, red carpet burns all over her body.
She grinned lazily at him and said, “Well you certainly passed that exam!”
She was only a supply teacher and wasn’t there the next time Sam had that lesson. But there was a large stain on the carpet, Sam’s personal memento of his sexual encounter with Katie.
© Copyright 2007 Lucy Felthouse