Ex-Educator Pays a Visit
Rob stood outside her house, she had given him permission to hunt on her land that day. After seeing her in the morning, he couldn't stop thinking about her. She had opened the door in her robe, fresh from the shower. Her skimpy robe revealed the curve of her breasts and the outline of her nipples, and it was short enough to show off her long, tanned legs. He shook his head, she was his old teacher! Although only six years older, it felt like more. They hadn't seen each other for four years, but she was still just as attractive. He approached the door and knocked, wondering what he was doing. The door opened, revealing her in a loose but short white shirt and sweatpants rolled up to her hips. He noticed she wasn't wearing a bra, her small peaks were just visible.
"Hi Rob!" Jo cheered, smiling at him, "why are you back?"
Before he could respond, her phone rang. "Oh, hold on a sec!" She rushed toward the kitchen, leaving him in the doorway. He removed his boots and looked at the sound of her voice. She was leaning over the kitchen island, her ass facing him. Her shirt, loose from her movement, allowed him to see up it, revealing her round breasts swinging freely. He hardened, and before he realized what he was doing, he walked up to her and put his hands on her hips.
She stopped mid-conversation, her mind in shock. Her teacher was standing in her kitchen, his hands on her hips, and she couldn't remember what they were discussing. She remembered she was on the phone, so she stood up and stammered, "what day and time did you say, um, was it next Tuesday?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing her neck, and his hand moved from her hip to her stomach. She felt his hardness on her back and was unsure of what day or time she was discussing. She heard herself hang up the phone. She tried to push him away, "Rob what the hell? You were my teacher!"
"But I'm not your teacher anymore, and you're the sexiest woman I've ever seen" he said. He continued, "I've dreamt about touching you since my first class with you."
Despite her pushing, he lifted his lips to hers, kissing her softly. She began to relax in his arms and his kisses became more passionate. His hand moved to cup her breast, his thumb finding her nipple. Her body trembled with pleasure. Not breaking the kiss, he lifted her onto the counter behind her, placing himself between her legs. Her hands shook as she removed his shirt, admiring his muscular body. His shirt and her shirt came off, revealing naked skin. He admired her beauty in front of him, saying, "you are stunning."
He kissed her neck and chest, then moved back up to her lips, increasing his pace. His hand moved from her hip to her thigh, moving his fingers up and down. She wanted to beg him but the anticipation kept her still. He gently caressed her nipples, making her mouth drop open. He began to suck and lick her nipples, her stomach tightened with heat. "Yes, right there," she moaned.
He moved down, licking around her clit without touching it. She began to squirm, wanting to release her built-up pleasure. He sucked and rolled her nipples between his fingers. She was near the edge of climax, so he teased her for a moment before finally sucking her clit and pressing it with his tongue. Her stomach clenched as she felt her orgasm approaching. Instead of letting her climax, he pulled away completely. He teased her in this way until she begged, "Please Rob, please!"
He gave her one final wicked smile and voiced, "Yes, ma'am."
He gently circled her clitoris with his tongue, fueling her desire to climax. He deliberately traced his tongue over her clitoris, creating anticipation and pleasure in her. Suddenly, he applied pressure and rapidly flicked his tongue on her clitoris. She had reached the height of her pleasure and began to experience an explosion of ecstasy. All sensation vanished, and she was enveloped in complete bliss throughout her entire body. However, he persisted in his efforts, causing another wave of pleasure to engulf her. "Holy shit, I'm cumming again," she thought aloud. She began to ride the wave of pleasure, feeling her clitoris pulsate in his mouth.
She spasmed in his mouth, her moans causing him to grow even harder. He continued to suck on her clitoris, prolonging her pleasure during the aftershocks. He moved up to her lips, kissing her deeply. She pushed him back, getting off the counter, guiding him to her bedroom. She unbuckled his pants, lowering them to the floor, and pushed him onto the bed. She climbed on top of him, locking lips with him passionately. She slid her hands across his body, momentarily breaking their kiss, moving down to his hard penis.
She gazed into his eyes before licking the head of his penis. She slowly sucked his penis into her mouth, causing him to groan with sensation. Her warm, soft lips felt incredible, making him feel autonomic desire. She quickened her pace, breathing heavily. He fought to remain composed, but knew he couldn't hold out for long.
Suddenly, she lowered her head until she hit the back of his throat. He let out a groan involuntarily, "Damn, your mouth feels like magic." She then rose back towards his head of his penis. He took notice of how she teased him as he held immense power. He enjoyed this moment, recognizing the opportunity to savor such an experience. He knew, even after he ejaculated, his penis would likely remain erect due to her effect on him.
She replaced her mouth with her ample breasts. He observed her rub her nipples as she moved her breasts across his penis. The sight was quite invigorating. He sensed he couldn't last much longer and eagerly desired to penetrate her tight vagina. She descended, her now-wet lips back to his penis. Once again, he felt himself grow harder as his pleasure intensified. She began to hum, extracted her mouth, and straddled him.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" she inquired. Her words lingered on his lips before replying, "Never have I wanted something more." She repositioned herself, rubbing her pussy against the bottom of his penis. The sensation of her wet pussy brushing against his penis was exquisite. He admired her physique as he caressed her breasts with his thumbs. She had another climax, her juices decorating his cock.
He immediately pulled her into a kiss, experiencing intense pleasure. He pulled her towards him and slid his penis into her pussy, taking pleasure in the sensations. He marveled at her stimulating motions. Her fingers grazed her clitoris, further arousing her. He softly teased her nipples, loving the crescendos of her hips. She moaned as a new wave of orgasm swept over her, creating an unforgettable connection.
He pulled her to him again and they shared another passionate kiss. He reached down to tease her clitoris, just before he inserted his penis into her, drawing her closer. Her warmth enveloped him, feeling incredibly tight and soothing. He savored this experience, relishing in the sensation of her vagina. She volunteered her thrusts, occasionally fingering her clitoris.
Her selective control emphasized the distinct appreciation they both shared for the other. They translated these shared desires, balanced against one another. The silence in the room was broken only by her shallow, purposeful breaths, an increase of his groans, and the familiar sound of his penis thrusting into her. She bottled his pleasure within her, feeling the impending tension grow between her legs. She moaned aloud as another climax approached, causing her vagina to tighten even more around him. The impending tension temporarily surged, but released as she expelled fluid onto his penis. The unparalleled sensation of uninhibited passion washed over her. She furiously rolled her hips back and forth, hoping to prolong the pleasure.
He grumbled through his teeth as each contraction rippled across his penis as she squirted once more, his release triggering his ejaculation. With the craving for fulfillment needing expression, the two clung onto one another. Holding her, he proclaimed, "I'm not leaving. I'm going to stay with you as long as I can." And he really meant it.
He kissed her slightly, enjoying the tangibility of the moment and their longing for one another. They held each other close, bounded by deep gratification. Moments later, he rolled onto his side, nuzzling into her. "We're connected," he mumbled, unable to ignore her lingering sexual energy and sensation. They were tangled with one another, each reveling in his own individual arousal.
