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[All characters in this fiction are 18 or over.]
“Natasha Riley! Stay behind after class, please.” The stern voice of Mr. Robinson, the general studies tutor, reverberated around the room just as the bells rang out to signal the end of the school day. The students all quickly filed out, except for a blonde girl sitting at the front, who remained in her place. There was a hint of a smile in the way she looked at the tutor. Mr. Robinson was a tall man; his fair hair was cropped short, and he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and well-fitting blue slacks. It was a hot afternoon near the end of the summer term.
Brian Robinson addressed the girl from behind his desk, which was on a raised podium at the front of the room. “So, Natasha, there are only two weeks before you graduate from high school. Do you have any plans?”
“Nah, sir. I haven’t planned anything yet.” Replied the girl.
“Well, perhaps you should think of something. Life out there in the world can be hard,” advised the tutor.
“I’ll miss attending your classes, sir, if you know what I mean. Will you miss me?” Natasha grinned and parted her legs, flashing her lemon-colored panties and black hold-ups at her tutor.
Mr. Robinson smiled back. She’d done this at him several times before, and while he admitted to himself that she was undoubtedly alluring, she was underage, and he never took the bait.
“You know I was eighteen a couple of months back?” She teased.
“Oh, happy birthday, Natasha,” he said in a friendly way.
Natasha then got up and slowly walked up to Mr. Robinson’s desk. Her short, dark skirt barely covered her pert butt. Her white blouse was unbuttoned down between her breasts, and as she walked, he could clearly see the inner curves escort pendik of her black bra. She came up close to him and provocatively licked her index finger and slowly drew it down the center of his head, over his nose, lips, and chin. The finger then traveled down the center of his chest and belly before finally tracing around his cock nestled in the crotch of his trousers. Mr. Robinson raised no objection as Natasha started stroking along his now visibly swelling member.
“I can tell you want to fuck me, sir. I can feel it here with my little hand,” she taunted in a little girly voice. She took one of his hands and guided it under her skirt and started to use it to lightly stroke her pussy through her already damp panties.
“Let’s go into the store cupboard,” suggested the tutor. And he stood up and led Natasha by the hand through a small door into the tiny room at the side of the classroom. It was windowless with a small table towards the back and a few shelves dimly lit by a small lamp. He picked up the petite young student and placed her up on the table. Her legs didn’t reach the floor. He unbuttoned her blouse fully and reached behind her to unclip her bra. Natasha shrugged off the garments and sucked in a loud breath as he hungrily took one of her firm little breasts into his mouth and flicked his tongue across the nipple, which quickly hardened. He tasted her salty skin and could smell the delicious aroma of her teenage sweat.
“Oh my god, sir, that’s lovely,” she gasped and buried her face into the top of his head. She moaned and squirmed in delight. He soon turned his attention lower down, and soon the hem of her skirt was lifted above her waist, and his mouth was opening istanbul escort and closing over her panty-covered pussy. Her panties were stained and had a musty smell. As she lay back on the small table, she rested her legs on his broad shoulders. After a few minutes, he stood up, unbuckled his trousers, and pulled them and his underpants down to his ankles. Then he grabbed the waistband of her now-soaked panties and pulled them off. Natasha scissored her stocking-clad legs up and down in nervous excitement, then he firmly parted her slim legs, and his face came down close to her glistening, fair-haired pussy.
He paused for a moment as he looked at her neat young cunt before he explored her slit and quickly found her clit, which he proceeded to suck and lick.
He sensed her swelling labia, and Natasha moaned and pleaded, “Please fuck me, sir,” as she rolled around under his mouth to gain maximum pleasure. Brian was now sucking, licking, and tasting her copious cunt juices but then stood up and started pressing his cock at the entrance of her cunt. They had little time before the cleaners came on their rounds.
The girl reached down to feel it. “Be gentle, sir; it’s my first time, and you look so big. Please, please don’t hurt me.” She looked at him with her wide, open eyes with black pupils enlarged by her sexual desire. Brian had assumed that this flirtatious girl was experienced, but now this illicit pleasure would be enhanced by popping her cherry. Without hesitation he started fucking her with short little thrusts. She was very tight and started squealing as he pushed further in; she was alternately moaning and asking him to stop. Brian kept up a steady rhythm as he progressed deeper into her escort kurtköy delicious, tight passage. She started to relax, and he pushed into her slowly and deeply.
Brian’s thrusting speeded up as he stretched her, and soon she was screaming with pleasure as he ground down on her pussy and clit. He felt her cunt flooding inside as she became increasingly slippery. Gradually, the two of them were grunting and groaning as they climbed towards the point of no return. Natasha’s body stiffened and arched, and with a series of little “ooohs,” she had her first orgasm on a man’s cock. He could feel the contractions of her cunt along his pumping shaft.
She was wetting herself with excitement as Brian reached his climax, and she could feel his seed shooting inside her. He gradually stopped, and the room became silent except for the noise of her fluid dripping over the edge of the table.
Brian smiled at his little conquest, taking in her now puffy nipples and the little flecks of fresh blood decorating his still stiff shaft.
“Did you enjoy fucking a slutty little student, sir?” asked the grinning girl, as she stepped back into her dirty panties. “The other girls, they’ll all be jealous.”
“You’d better not tell anyone, young lady, or I’ll make sure you don’t get a leaving certificate,” said the worried tutor. “We both crossed the line just now, so it’s best to just keep it to ourselves. But, hopefully, it will be an enjoyable memory.”
“I won’t forget, sir. You were great,” she said as she clipped the bra clasp and pulled her bra round before tucking her breasts into the cups. “I won’t tell anyone, so long as you do me again after the next class.”
“That’s a promise, Natasha.”
The sound of a bucket clattering in the adjacent classroom alerted them to the approaching cleaners. They left the room separately and left the building.
Much to Brian’s disappointment, Natasha didn’t attend the last class of the year. He had been looking forward to fucking the little slut again. Perhaps, he mused, it was better that way.
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