Date: Thu, 4 Jun 2015 21:38:14 +0200
From: Thane Erotas <thaneerotas@hotmail.com>
Subject: Perks of Teaching 6

The next day I found Jill during the morning recess.  She was talking to
some of her friends.  I called her from a few feet away and had her come
over to me, so that her friends wouldn't be able to hear what we were
saying.  She came towards me with her usual intoxicating smile.

"Yes, sir?"

"Jill, I wanted to talk to you about yesterday."

"Okay."

Her attitude seemed to change at that point.  Her smile gave way for an
apparent demure look.  All the while it was clear however that she was just
putting on a fake shyness.

"So, could you tell me why you touched me the way you did?  I mean, I
suppose you do know it wasn't really appropriate."

I don't know what she expected I'd say, but the fake disappeared at that
point.  She genuinely had trouble finding her words.

"Sorry."

Then after a few seconds of silence, she continued.

"It's just that I like you.  And, I thought it was just fun, I didn't want
to make you mad."

"I'm not mad at you, don't worry.  Look, why don't we continue this
conversation without your friends keeping an eye on us?  I can't really
stay late in school today, but if you want, you're welcome to come over at
my place."

The last part was bullshit of course, but remembering what happened
yesterday after school, I thought it better not to take unnecessary risks
anymore.  I definitely wanted to find out what exactly she meant when she
said she liked me, but a more private setting would be more appropriate in
case the results of that little "investigation" would be really enjoyable.

Only a few months ago there was no way I'd invite a student over, let alone
a student who just told me she likes me.  Right now however, it seemed as
if I was trieing to partake in as much forbidden or at least plain stupid
activity as possible.

Jill eagerly accepted my invitation.  There was no doubt she imagined what
could happen – teens are not that stupid – but there was no way I
could tell for sure how she felt about it.  I couldn't even be certain she
thought it was a real possibility.  After all, I still hadn't given any
hints about my stand towards her "liking" me.  Except for the fact that I
just invited her home of course.

That was how I wanted it.  I was definitely hoping for something special
later on, but I was going to let her come on to me.  I considered it the
most prudent way to proceed.  Besides, I knew her, Jill was the kind of
person that wanted to get her way.  If I handled it well, there was a good
chance she'd try to make me surrender to her advances.  And I'd let her,
reluctantly of course.

After school I barely made it home before the doorbell rang.  Jill must
have rushed over here, which I considered to be a good sign.  I led her in
my living room.  Standing on one side of a two seater, I invited her to
take a seat.  She could easily have chosen one of the single chairs, but as
I expected, she went for the spot next to me.

After a slow start, we got to talking about the big issue.  Jill admitted
that "liking me" was effectively in the inappropriate meaning of the word.
Contrary to what I had hoped for in advance, our little talk ran towards
its end without any attempt from her to make a pass at me.  I thought it
was a pitty, but at the same time I was glad I had decided to wait for her
initiative.  Even though she had a thing for me, there still was no way to
predict how she would have reacted to me coming on to her.

Anyway, as soon as she assured me that she understood nothing could come
from it, considering our student-teacher relationship, I didn't have much
justification to keep Jill much longer at my place.  As such, I walked her
to the door.

Then, just before I opened the door to let her out, she asked, "I know
there can't be anything between us, but could I maybe get just one more
hug?  Like a consolation price?"

I can assure you, no one could make puppy dog eyes like this girl.

"Come here," I told her in a compassionate voice, keeping a straight face.
After all, she didn't need to know that this was exactly what I had been
waiting for.

As there was no audience this time, I held her tighter than the day before,
almost inviting her to take her chances.  Still, at first she held on to me
innocently enough, just making sure our bodies touched each other as much
as possible.  Her head rested against my chest, her hands low on my back.

The feeling of her body against mine, added with the hope of something
more, started to get me hard.  As she had her lower stomach against my
groin, I knew she could feel me grow, but I didn't mind.  Getting an
erection wasn't exactly appropriate, but it also wasn't illegal, and it
could encourage her to make a move on me.

I could feel when Jill noticed something, as she tried to push her stomach
closer against me, trieing to make sure that she felt right or maybe to
just get a better feel.  It wasn't long before I felt her starting to
slowly, softly move against me, increasing the friction.  The way she
slowly lowered her hands towards my ass, I still don't know whether she did
it intentionally or not.  I decided to copy her, trying to make it seem
like it was unconsciously.  I barely had my hands on her butt, helping her
grind into me, when she took a small step back to look at me.

"So you do like me...," she smiled.

Keeping up appearances, determinant to have her believe this was all about
her seducing me, I just muttered an "Ah, fuck it", pushed her into me
again, and lowered my lips to hers.  It didn't take long before I felt a
surprisingly small tongue flicking past my lips, asking for entry into my
mouth.  I sure as hell didn't have any intention of refusing her.

Soon our tongues were duelling, our bodies pressed into each other as much
as possible.  I didn't think it was a big risk anymore to have this to go
further, as I slid one of my hands upwards from her ass, under her top.  As
soon as my hand made contact with her naked back, I felt her smile on my
lips.  That was all the encouragement I needed.  With my hands right under
her ass, I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom, where I dropped her
on my bed.

"I like where this is going," she smiled, as she lifted her top over her
head, and tossed it on the floor.  This action revealed her pink bra, but
not for long.  While I was frantically trieing to remove my own shirt, she
reached behind her back and snapped her bra loose.  Jill didn't waste any
time removing the bra as well.  This girl clearly wanted this just as much
as I did.

Her breasts weren't exactly small for her age, a little larger than
oranges, and sagging just lightly, only enough to confirm that they were
real (not that I had ever really doubted that, considering her age).  One
of her dark nipples was pointing a little lower than the other, a small
imperfection that served to make it clear that this wasn't just a fantasy
of mine.

I didn't really have time to admire her body though before she laid down on
the bed stretching her arms invitingly.  I crawled in bed on top of her,
gave her a short kiss and wispered: "You're really beautiful, you know
that?"  She blushed, smiled, as I kissed her again.  Longer this time.  As
our tongues started making up for the few minutes they had missed each
other, I couldn't resist the temptation to feel up her perfect breasts and
marvel at their softness.  She moaned as my lips made a slow descent over
her neck on to her breasts, finally arriving at her left nipple, sucking it
into my mouth and nursing on it.

At the same time I felt Jill reaching for my still hidden cock and
hesitatingly feeling at it.  I reached down and opened my pants, freeing my
dick.  I took her hand and led it to the price she had been after.  Jill
giggled a bit as she took my dick in her hand and instinctively,
tentatively started to jerk it.

"What?"

"Nothing.  It's just, I've never... I've never touched one before.  And
now, the first time is with my teacher!"

"And do you like your first cock?"

"Mmm, I'm not sure yet, I think I need to examine it some more first," she
answered with a naughty smile.

"Feel free."

I rolled on my back next to her and took off my last clothing, giving her
all the space she wanted to satisfy her curiosity.  She played with it for
a while, jerking it, lifting the balls, letting it flop against my belly,
that kind of stuff.  Now, fun and games are nice enough, but it just isn't
that satisfieing, even if your dick is involved.  Soon enough I needed
more.  As Jill continued her exploration I started to caress her belly,
every now and then sliding my hand first over her pants, then under them.
The heat coming from between her legs and her spreading her legs was
sufficient permission for me to take off her pants to make it easier for me
to reach her actual pussy.

For the moment I hadn't taken off her panties yet.  Now knowing she was
actually new to most of this, I thought it prudent to be carefull not to
force her boundaries, possibly causing me shitloads of trouble.  She may
have instigated this in the beginning, but I know teen girls can be very
fickle, and this one appeared to only know what she started from fantasies.
Only when she began pushing up her crotch against my hand and I could hear
her breathing change, I decided it was safe to delve into that last remnant
of coverage.

Going in, I felt her pubic hair, making sure my fingers didn't get caught
in it by hovering over it more than going through it, then finally reaching
her damp lips. She responded with a sharp intake of air.  I slowly rubbed
her pussy lips up and down, slightly keeping them opened with the pressure
of two fingers.

"We are done playing games, don't you think?"

Jill didn't respond, didn't even open her eyes, but just nodded slightly.
I quickly removed her panties and moved on top of her, kissing her as my
dick nestled against her other lips.  Once more Jill's body made clear what
it wanted by pushing her hips against me and my dick between her pussy
lips.  I didn't give her what she wanted just yet however, and initiated a
fucking motion to slide my cock between her lips, up and down, wetting it
with her seeping liquid, but still not going inside her.

I couldn't hold off much longer though, and as soon as my dick felt
lubricated enough, I took aim and let my dickhead enter Jill's tight pussy.
She felt so good I struggled to keep in mind she was a virgin.  Instead of
following my dick's wish to go deep, I took it slow, moving in and out,
each time entering a little more.  I stopped going deeper when I reached
the barrier of her virginity, just working with the room I had and let her
get used to the feeling, wanting her to start enjoying it before going
further.

Jill started to moan in my neck.  There wasn't gonna be a better moment to
do this.  I held her tightly as I put more force behind my next push into
her.  Jill gasped and held me tighter as her barrier was broken and I
remained still.

"You okay?"

Since she didn't respond, I was a little worried about her, but then she
loosened her grip on me, and I took that as a sign the pain was subsiding.
I withdrew slightly only to ease forward again, slowly, hoping it wouldn't
take long before the pleasure got stronger than the last remnants of pain.
We established a common rhythm between our bodies and soon enough my cock
was fully buried in her pussy.  Any discomfort was obviously forgotten by
then as she was moaning continuously.

My slow and long strokes were gradually becoming shorter and faster.  When
I lifted my torso up just a little, I could feel her tits getting just
enough freedom to sway and her nipples touching my chest on and off again.
Focussing for a moment on the feeling of her nipples following their
irregular path gave me just enough of a mental diversion to continue until
Jill's whole body started moving a little less rythmically as she was
getting closer and closer to her orgasm.  By now I could feel and even
hear, everytime my cock moved back in her pussy, that she was getting
wetter.  Until, finally, she arched up against me and stiffened up, her
hands, one on my shoulder and one on my butt, clamping on me so that for a
moment I could not continue but very slowly.  It seemed as if everytime my
dick moved, it sent another spark into her brain.

There's something really arousing about watching a woman or a girl get off,
and even without much extra stimulation from moving inside her, I could
feel my cum rising.  It somehow increased my urgency to really start
pumping again, rushing towards my orgasm.  My mind on shooting my load, it
suddenly hit me: I was having sex with a student of mine without a condom.
I didn't know if she used protection, I didn't know her cycle, but I did
know that if she'd get pregnant, there'd be a whole new world of trouble
for me.  At that same time I felt my orgasm passing the point of no return.
I did the only thing I felt I could do: I pulled out just as the first jet
of cum flew from my dick and landed on her stomach.  Several more volleys
followed spraying her belly and even her tits.  This was a first for me.  I
never had a girl with my cum all over her.  But damn, it was hot!

Jill was clearly surprised, maybe even shocked, by this turn of events.  At
first she just stared at me, or my cock still in my hand.  Then she started
smiling.

"That was the first time I saw a boy cum!"

"So did you like it?"

"I loved it!"

"Well, if you're a good girl, there might be more another time..."

*****

For those of you who don't really care all that much about the installments
about girls, don't worry, some familiar characters you'll like better are
returning shortly ;)