A Teacher’s Love

No Regrets

Pen had always been special to him. How special he hadn’t known until he had her on her knees on the dusty storage cupboard floor, his d**k buried in her throat.

There was no going back now.

To know how two entirely different people wind themselves up in situations like this is never easy to explain, mainly because no one can remember. But Ray remembered every little detail that drew his gorgeous student to him.

Sure her huge bouncing t**s played a part, but that wasn’t all that had captured his attention. If anything it was her mouth. Her gorgeous luscious, kissable lips, wouldn’t stop moving as she obnoxiously chewed her gum, despite being told several times a day to get rid of it. He secretly loved watching the way her slender jaw worked that gum around her pretty mouth. Finding himself growing harder by the second, as he forced his gaze away from her face, for what could’ve been the tenth time in the last ten minutes.

God he had to get a grip, or someone would notice, he thought to himself, though he knew from that moment that he would somehow have her.

Even if it was fleeting, he didn’t care, his c**k needed her.

The only thing that could’ve held him back from doing the unthinkable, with his underage student, was his beautiful fiance waiting for him.

Lia. She was his soulmate. But even the thought of his soulmate couldn’t hold him back.

You see men are complex creatures. When a pretty thing has them captivated, there’s no tugging back. Not unless they have the strongest willpower known to man.

And this was why he had his strong hands wrapped in her thick locks, thrusting his hips back and forth, seeking the release he had so desperately needed.

Pen’s wet mouth slid back and forth, her tongue whipping out to lick along his bulging veins, while she held his balls taut. The guttural sounds emanating from her professor's throat only urged her on.

She was frantic for the release of his thick hot load. The back of her throat was beginning to ache, but she was determined.

“Oh Pen” Ray whimpered.

“Give it to me sir” Pen panted. Any moment now, she could feel it.

He gasped “I want to f**k you” he growled, pulling back suddenly.

Pen whined in protest “I wasn’t done!”

Ray reached down and grabbed her forearms, hauling Pen to her feet effortlessly. His breaths were ragged and she could feel him gingerly bucking his hips back and forth, stimulating his hard rod. He pressed his lips to her warm ear, “If I hear the bell ring without having my c**k buried deep inside your cunt, you’re going to get a s******g young lady” he whispered.

Pen shivered excitedly, and mumbled a shaky “ yes sir.”

The storage room cloaked in darkness had them in a compromising position, but there was nowhere else for them to go. For lust had overtaken rationality, and pretty soon they both found themselves on their knees, hopelessly fighting to keep their cries from slipping out of their mouths, and escaping through the gaps in the door.

Ray’s thrusts grew frantic by the second, the thunk and squelch of c**k meeting cunt echoed around the tiny room, all caution having left them as they clawed at eachother for sweet release.

Sweat caked their lips, as each thrust bought them closer to the edge. Pen’s sweet cries unravelled her professor’s o****m within seconds, as he emptied his thick load into her slippery cunt, shortly followed by Pen’s ragged breaths and tiny mewls, they collapsed against each other. Spent.