Date: Sat, 1 Mar 2014 07:31:57 +0100
From: Thane Erotas <thaneerotas@hotmail.com>
Subject: perks of teaching 4

Disclaimer

When browsing through stories I have more than once encountered one that
depicts activities or characters that I don't like.  If that happens to you
when reading this story, do as I do: stop reading and find a story better
suited to your taste.

As a form of courtesy to you, and to avoid frustration with reading a lot
only to discover that this story isn't actually what you're looking for, I
want to inform you that I consider myself to be bisexual.  Though I'm
mostly inclined towards straight sex, I do have an interest in the male
body.  Some parts of this story will depict straight events, while in
others I'll draw from gay fantasies.  Besides the orientation, I'm
convinced it's hard or even impossible to credibly and interestingly
portray sexual acts you don't have an interest in yourself.  As such I
won't go there.

Writing this story I had people in mind I actually know in order to make it
easier for me to visualize the portrayed events.  Of course their names are
changed and it's even very doubtfull the real persons behind the story
would ever act the way I have them do on paper.  That said, there shouldn't
be any doubt anymore about the reality of this story: there isn't any.
Everything you read, came to unfold in my mind only.  In our thoughts we
are all free, in our actions we are not.

All this being said, I hope a lot of people will enjoy what's to come.


The perks of teaching

IV. From porn to reality

We came back from Italy the first Tuesday of the Easter break, so we all
had about one and a half week of vacation left.  The teachers all stayed
until all students were picked up by their parents, and then finally we
could head home ourselves.

I like to travel, but I also like coming home.  One reason is the reduced
privacy while on vacation, which doesn't always deliver the necessary
occasion to relieve some tension.  Obviously, this time around, I had found
some relief, big time, but at the same time it had fired me up.

Pretty soon after I came home, I turned on my computer for a jack off
session.  Going through my list of favorits, I decided I was in the mood
for amateurs, so I clicked on Motherless.  Amateur websites have the
distinct disadvantage that it's harder to find something good, but when I
do, I usually like it a lot.  No breasts that are out of proportion or
fake, much less vulgar poses, and a hint of innocence that allows me to
construct a believable fantasy.

On top of that, Motherless has the big plus of being free.  I clicked on a
group about teens and started going through the thumbnails, scanning for
something that attracted my attention.  Occasionally I found a picture that
seemed interesting and clicked on it, and occasionally one of these got
saved to my hard drive.

That's when it happened.  After three pages with nothing of interest for
me, I clicked on a thumbnail of a girl that might be attractive.  It was a
pic with a classic pose: topless girl looks in the mirror and takes her own
picture.  She had shoulder length dark brown hair and dark eyes that were
checking the screen of her camera.  Her cheecks were slightly flushed,
almost as slighty as her lips were smiling.  She had rather small, perky
breasts (I'd guess B-size) with small, pink nipples in the middle of
areola's of about an inch in diameter.

"Damn!  She looks a lot like a girl in one of my classes!" I thought.

A girl that had figured in a jerk off fantasy before, so this was
definitely a nice find.  The more I studied the picture – and yes, even
though her breasts were just perfect for me, I gave her face the most of my
attention this time – the more I became convinced this wasn't a
lookalike.  This simply had to be Kate.  The resemblance was to good, I
couldn't find any difference, and even her expression, the way she smiled,
matched.

By then I was furiously stroking my cock and I couldn't hold out any
longer.  The very thought I was actually looking at the breasts of one of
my prettier students made me shoot my load in a very powerful orgasm.  The
picture actually got me so hot I contemplated having a second go, but in
the end I decided against it.  For the remainder of the vacation though, I
took my time jerking off regularly while studieing Kate's picture in every
detail.

The more I got my rocks off with her picture though, the more I wanted to
actually see her naked and touch her.  After a week my frustration and my
desire won from respectability.  I started thinking of how I could create
the circumstances for some private fun with Kate.

Kate was a junior and a straight A student who looked as innocent as they
come.  Of course the picture I found on the net already belied that image.
Besides, I had heard rumours that she was wilder than she wanted people to
know.  I decided to use that to my advantage.


Tuesday after the vacation Kate was in my third period class.  The subject
was the progress of science in the 19th century.  But I doubt anyone really
cares.  Hell, even I didn't care at the time.  When class was over, I asked
Kate to come back to my class room when school was over, because I wanted
to talk to her.

"Do I have to?  Can't you just tell me now?"

"I'm sorry, Kate, but your next class is about to start, and I don't want
to get in trouble with other teachers for keeping their students away from
class."

Well, if she thought her day was ruined now, wait until she found out what
I wanted to discuss with her, I chuckled.  Naturally, my own afternoon
classes were even more of a drag.  The day couldn't go by soon enough.

Finally the bell rang to announce the end of the day.  I took my time to
finish my last class to the joined impatience of my students and myself.
When they had all left the room, I noticed Kate already waiting in the
hall.  Damn, she was here fast.  That meant that I'd have to stall things
till I was sure the other teachers in the classrooms next to mine had left.

"So, Kate, I noticed your attention in class isn't what it used to be
anymore."

No response.

"And I think your grades are starting to slip as well."

"They're still good, aren't they?  So what's the problem?"

She was right of course.  Luckily for me at that time Nick, the teacher who
had the room next to mine, popped in to say he was going home.  Thank
goodness!

"See you tomorrow then."

Finally Kate and I were alone.

"Okay, Kate, you're right.  There's nothing really wrong with your grades.
There's actually another reason why I wanted to talk to you.  I think you
need to see this."

While I was talking, I sat down behind the lap top in my class room and
opened the topless picture of Kate and motioned her to come over at my
desk.  She came over with a mixture of curiosity and annoyance in the look
on her face.  I gestured at my screen as in `take a look for yourself' and
closely watched her face.  The mixed look on her face made way for shock
immediately, while she turned beet red.

"What ..."

I'm not even sure if she knew what question she had.  It was more an
uttering of surprise.  I didn't respond and just looked at her.  She still
had er eyes wide open and focused completely on her picture.

"How..."

"I don't think the how really matters now.  Seems more important to you
what's gonna happen with this picture.  I don't think you want this to
spread over the school."

She spun towards me as if stung by a bee.  The red in her face was quickly
disappearing now as she turned rather pale.

"I may be mistaken," I continued after I paused to let it sink in, "but I
think you really want to convince me to prevent the picture from getting
public.  You want to, how should I put it, give me a reason to help you
out."

Kate still hadn't said anything, well except for her first uncoherent
reactions.  I noticed now that surprise and fear were now followed by some
sort of acceptance.  Well, at least she was getting there.  Before I
continued I had to make sure of that though.  When she still didn't say a
word, I continued after a few moments.

"Am I right?  Do you want me to make this go away?"

She nodded ever so slightly.

"So you will cooperate with me to put this behind us?"

She took another look at her picture on my screen and at me again.

"Talk to me, Kate, do you want to put this behind us?"

A very soft "yes" escaped her mouth.

"How about you take of your shirt for me?"

I really doubt that she didn't know yet by then what I was thinking of, but
actually hearing it, still seemed to come as a shock to her.

"Sir, please ..."

"Come on, Kate.  Think of it this way: I'm not asking you to show me
anything I haven't seen yet."

I nudged to her picture to emphasize my point.  She considered this, and
seemed to make up her mind that I wasn't asking for a lot.  Maybe she even
thought, or hoped, that I wouldn't ask for more than this.  I wasn't going
to contradict that.  I felt that as long as I could get her to actually
show me her tits, to actually agree with the sexual nature of the
situation, it would become easier to take it to the next level.

Without looking at me, she slowly lifted her hands to the buttons of her
shirt.  It seemed like an eternity to me before the first button became
undone.  She hesitated again before undoing the second button, but after
that she had made the click and just finished unbuttoning her shirt.

With her hands by her side and her shirt open she looked at me.  She didn't
have much of an expression on her face by then, she just looked at me.

"Go on," I told er, trieing to hold back my eagerness, my impatience, as I
didn't want to make this harder for her than necessary.

Don't ask me why, but I find a girl's naked shoulders very sexy, so I
really enjoyed the view of her almost naked upper body.  She still had on a
plain white bra.  A questioning look from me was enough to spur her on.
She reached behind her back to unclasp her bra.  Then, excruciatingly
slowly, she lowered the shoulder straps, causing the cups to slide down and
little by little exposing her breasts.  Her first instinct after her bra
was completely of was to cover up her tits with her arms, but she didn't
even complete that action before lowering her arms again and letting me
look at her.  It almost seemed as if she wanted to take control of the
situation by deciding for herself to show me her breasts, instead of having
me tell her not to hide them.  She even looked at me defiantly while I took
in an angelic view I'd never forget.

As I was looking at one of the cutest pair of tits I had ever seen, I
couldn't resist anymore, I just had to touch her.  I slowly reached out
with my right hand and cupped her left breast a bit under and to the side
of the pink button.  At the same time I looked at her to gauge her
reaction.  In her eyes I could see that she was still a bit surprised when
I reached out for her, but she didn't step back or even flinch under my
touch.

While I lightly caressed her left breast, sometimes softly squeezing it, I
also reached for her other breast while I took a small step closer to her.
When I figured she'd had time enough to get used to my touch, I let my
fingers slide over the brightly pink buttons on top of her breasts.  I let
both of her nipples slide between my middle and index finger and softly
pinched them.

I knew she didn't want me to feel it or would never admit to it, but when I
started playing with her nipples, I felt her lean into me just a little.
Still, it certainly encouraged me to lean over and kiss her nipples, one at
the time, before I took the right one in my mouth and started to suckle on
it.  When I switched to her left breast to give her other nipple the same
treatment, I noticed her eyes were closed.  Her expression told me she
definitely enjoyed this.

Before she could get used to the feeling and have the stimulation fade
away, I let her nipple go from my lips and stood up straight again.  While
looking at her, I slowly took her hand and put it on my crotch.  As soon as
she felt the hardon in my pants, she wanted to pull her hand back.  Still
holding her hand, I made sure her hand stayed where I wanted it to be, and
I started to massage my dick with her hand.  It didn't take long before I
needed more.

"Go ahead.  Open my trousers."

A pleading look was her first answer.  Then she spoke: "Please?  I thought
you just wanted ..."

"You didn't really think I just wanted to look at your boobs, did you?  I
mean, they may be about the prettiest and hottest ones I've ever seen, but
I had a picture of them already.  Now, if you want me to make this picture
disappear, you'll have to make me happy."

She accepted my words rather easily, which confirmed for me that her
arguments where more about not admitting to me that she didn't really mind
doing this.  Maybe even liked it.

Anyway, she didn't fight me anymore, and started to unbutton my pants.  She
slowly reached inside and started fondling my rock hard dick through my
boxers, while we looked in each others eyes.  It wasn't long before I
couldn't take it anymore.  I pushed her down to her knees and told her to
take it out.

She took hold of my pants and boxers at the waistband at the same time and
slowly pulled them down.  Inch by inch my dick was being uncovered while
being pushed down almost painfully.  When finally the head was coming in
sight, it flew back up.  Kate actually giggled a little when she saw my
dick jumping up.  But she didn't waste much time before she reached for my
dick, that was now standing almost straight up.

She let her fingertips softly graze the shaft, before actually closing her
small fingers around it.  Slowly she started to jerk me off, without
exerting much pressure.  I let her explore my dick in this way for a short
while, knowing that it wouldn't shorten the time for further pleasures to
come.  As hot as it was, this wasn't gonna make me cum any time soon.

I watched her looking straight in front of her at her hand around my dick,
her breasts getting a little flustered and her nipples clearly erect.
Almost unconsciously I took a small step forward, bringing my dick just a
few inches closer to her face.  Without any further encouragement needed
she inched closer until she finally stuck out her tongue and barely licked
the tip of my cock.  A moan escaped my mouth and that was all it took for
her to do it again, this time increasing the contact between her tongue and
my dick.

Then Kate took the plunge.  She opened her mouth and I felt the heat of her
mouth around my dick before she closed her lips halfway around me.  Her
lips and her tongue were on my dick when she retreated, and then she
cruelly let my dick pop back out of her again.  I shortly fought the urge
to grab her head and push my dick back inside, choosing instead to let Kate
take control.  I didn't have to wait very long anyway as her mouth closed
in on my dick again, this time letting my dick part her lips.  Inside her
mouth, her tongue was swirling along the head of my dick.

When retreating again, this time Kate kept my dick in her mouth and started
bobbing up and down on it.  When she stopped and let go of my dick again,
that's when I knew she wasn't just doing this anymore because I had twisted
her into it.  She continued lightly jerking my dick with her hand, while
she licked my balls, and even sucked one into her mouth.

Though I wanted her to enjoy herself, by now I wanted her to make me cum
even more.  It seemed as if Kate could read my mind.  She went back up and
got to work again on my cock.  It wasn't long before I got lost in the
feeling.  Without even knowing it, I had started to hump her mouth, though
she still managed to control me with her left hand on my dick.  It didn't
matter.  I felt my cum rising, nearing the point of no return.

"Don't stop.  I'm ... Whatever you ... uh ... don't stop."

I could feel the first spurt shoot out of my dick into her mouth, then I
was completely taken over by my orgasm.  Kate stopped sucking on my dick,
but she also kept my dick in her mouth, letting me ride out one of the best
orgasms ever inside her.  I could feel her starting to swallow my load
while I was cumming, which even enhanced the feeling.  When the last wave
had subsided, I let my dick plop out of her mouth and gently pulled Kate
up.  Looking in her eyes, I gently caressed her face.  I didn't really know
what to say.

"Thanks."

A shy little smile was her only response.  I couldn't help it, I just had
to kiss her lips at that point.  She didn't flinch or anything, even
slightly kissed me back.  Then the moment was over, and we both started to
dress up again.  I did feel sorry for watching those lovely breasts
disappear from my eyes again.  Without words, Kate started to leave.

"And don't worry, I'll delete that picture right now."

Door knob in hand, she turned towards me.

"Well, it's okay if you keep it just to yourself."