by Rebecca Foxx
We kissed some more before I got a chance to and there came a knock and someone was swiftly opening the door. It was the teacher for the next class and she barely missed seeing our bodies interlocked.
"Hello Lila," the teacher said to me.
"Hello."
"I, uh, was just going," Jakob said, picking the book up off of the desk and held it over his groin. He left the classroom. Sorry as I was to see him go, I had a husband to get back to at home and soon left, too.
The next few weeks there was no real incident between the two of us, besides the looks we would give one another and the comments he would make in class. He was wickedly smart and caught on to the material quickly. I liked that about him.
The next day I went to class with a new reason to feel awkward in front of the class. I was uneasy and had a shaky voice explaining the first pieces of content. I would occasionally look up to see his grey eyes looking at his book, but three times he was looking directly at me. When our eyes met, he smiled and looked away, half-laughing. I smiled, too, and looked back to the book as a student read aloud.
After class, he stayed afterwards. A few students talked to me and he waited until they left to talk to me in private.
"Professor--"
"No, call me Lila."
"Lila," he said, voice softening. "Lila, I don't know what to say."
"Then don't say anything," I said as I pushed my head forward and put a kiss on his lips. He opened his mouth and kissed me back. I wrapped my tongue around his and put my hands against his shoulders.
We parted lips and he put his hand on mine.
"I like what we're doing," he said.
"But does it feel wrong to be doing it?" I asked.
"But it felt right," he said. "It's okay."
"But we can't do that again," I said.
"We could," he let me know.
I didn't know what to do. I wanted him, as I had wanted him when I had kissed him.
"I think it's for the best," I said.
"Not to seem rude," he said, "but why don't you want me?"
"Oh," I said, putting my hand on his, "I want you."
"You do?" he asked with a light in his eyes. He was a full foot taller than me and looked down to me with a smile on his face, now.
"I want nothing more than to see where that kiss can lead."
"But it's wrong to you to want to do something you want?"
"It is wrong if I'm your teacher. And quite a bit older than you, too."
"I'm eighteen, it's legal."
"You're only eighteen?" I asked.
"I am."
"Oh, my gosh," I said. But I genuinely liked Jakob and wanted to see where it could lead. He was swaying "I'm going to go out on a limb, here."
"Please," I said, "do."
"I want you to come to my house. To..." I trailed off, then said, "hang out."
"I think," he said, "that I would get in trouble for that."
"There is nothing that says we can't, it's just taboo."
Chapter 2
He was tall and well-proportioned with a winning smile and a penitent for giving a slight half-smile. I liked that about him. He stood up straight and had a proud gait to him. I liked a lot about him. The way he carried himself and how he looked. The way he talked to others and the way he treated me. It was all adorable and I like him all the more for it.
"It is taboo, exactly."
"But I want you," I said, putting my hand on his shoulder.
"You want me to, huh?" he asked.
"Oh yeah."
He put his hand on my jaw and leaned towards me. I pushed my head towards him and our lips met. He put his other hand on my hip and let it move down to grab my butt cheek as we did. It was rotund and big, as I was heavier set than average. He was loving my curves, though, as his hands glided up and down my body.
He tugged on my lapels and pulled them aside to grip my tit in his hand. He moved aside the fabric of my shirt and put his hand over my bra, then his lips found mine. I let my tongue slide into his waiting mouth and kissed him deeply. He kissed me and I kissed back, having a revelation that I had never enjoyed myself as much as I did when kissing him.
I moved my hands from the desk where they were onto his body. He was lithe and strong. Hardened abs were hidden underneath his shirt and he was built in the biceps. I squeezed the tough body parts and felt him put his hands on mine, as well.
"I want you to come to my place," I said, touching his collarbone. I wrote the address down and tucked it into his hand. I was then out the door.
Chapter 3
He arrived at my house minutes after I had gotten there. He kissed me at the door. He pulled off my jacket, and then I took my shirt off. He bent his head down and kissed each of my breasts. They were pushing out of my bra, overflowing from it. He put his hand over the mass of one and pushed his fingers against it, watching and feeling the way it moved underneath his fingers.
I had him follow me upstairs and brought him to the master bedroom. I moved my hands to his belt and unbuckled it, then pushed his pants down. He pulled my underwear off, then gripped my butt cheeks in his hand. He squeezed and pushed my flesh around.
"You're so curvy," he told me.
"I like to think so."
"You are," he said. "You've got a butt to you. And you're breasts." He reached around and touched my breasts with his hands. He then unbuckled my bra and I let it slide off of me. He re-gripped my tits in his hands and squeezed as he pushed his hips into me. He then let go and put his dick in his hands, then rubbed it against my vagina, which was just barely showing underneath my butt. He rubbed it once with his hand, then pushed his dick into me.
He moved his hands back to my breasts and held them as he pushed into me with his dick. He went to places I had never felt a dick go before and pushed into me so deeply I worried something might explode within me.
He was gripping my tits tightly as he pushed into me, putting his dick all of the way past my labia and into my vaginal canal. It felt like his dick was touching all of those areas perfectly, making them all ecstatic with his presence.
I pushed into his body with mine, gyrating with him as I did. We both moved together in unison. It was like two bodies coalescing and becoming the most radiant of beings. It was like sitting underneath a waterfall and feeling the water splash against us. It was everything I had ever wanted and more.
We moved like that for several moments before I moved and we slowly detached from one another. He moved his body atop mine and pushed his dick against my lips. He gripped himself and handled his erection like he was tugging off a wrapper on a bar. He brought his foreskin down and then put his head back, rubbing against my clit as he did. He breathed out, assumedly in pure ecstasy. He then looked back down at me and put his penis all of the way inside of me. I felt its pressure increase as it went in like something larger than I had ever felt.
He began pumping slowly in and out of me, moving with a certain slow rhythm that was easy to get off to. He kissed my neck and collarbones. Went to my shoulders and gave pecks of kisses to them. He moved back up to my face and kissed me on the mouth. I felt the heat of his mouth on mine, noticing the warmth of our bodies against one another as I did.
It was so surreal, to be able to be with him. I was so infatuated with his body. He had washboard abs and a V-shaped pelvis. As I looked at it I moved my hands up and down him, feeling the ridges and muscles pumping with blood. His muscles moved with each other perfectly to push into me with his groin and hit the right spot along my inner wall. The feeling was insatiable. I couldn't ever get enough.
I started moaning and gasping for breath. It was out of my control as I felt him push deeper and deeper into me. I sighed a breath of relief as he relented, but then he drove into me again and again and I was stricken with the wonderful feeling that was the orgasm I was experiencing. I started moving my hips with his and soon we were moving in unison. We drove into one another harder and faster, pushing with desire and need.
He was my student, so smart and desirable. And I was his teacher. Much older than him, and less attractive, I had thought. But he loved my curves, putting his hands up and down my body. He held my tits with both hands, squeezing and massaging them. Watching the way they moved as he warped them with his fingers. I was watching him do it, enamored with his chiseled features and beautiful black hair.
He was also the most beautiful person I had ever met. I wanted nothing more than to be under him like this, taking his dick into me.
I splayed my hips and he held onto my knees as he thrust into me. I felt him hitting the back of my canal, pushing further than any dick I had ever felt.
"You're going," I said in between breaths, "so far into me."
"You like that?" he asked.
I repeated, "I like that, I like that."
"When I put all of myself into you?"
"You're filling me up," I said.
"Your pussy feels so warm," he told me.
I responded, "You feel so warm as you come into me."
"You know I can cum," he said, "anytime."
"You can?" I asked.
He nodded.
"Not just yet," I told him. "I want to be fully prepared for what you're going to put into me."
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"I want to have you in just the right spot, where I know your cum will shoot into my body."
"That's..." he trailed off. He looked down at my body and said, "so hot."
"Hot, huh?" I asked.
He nodded and I smiled up at him. He pushed into me a few more moments and then exited me.
"You on top," he said dutifully.
I nodded at him and moved aside on the bed and then moved one leg over his hips and planted it on the bed next to him and brought my other to his other side. With my legs straddling his hips I put my hands on his chest a I let his engorged dick slide into me. I used the place where I put my hands as I place to put pressure and work my way around his dick even better. I gyrated and moved my body so that it felt like he was hitting every single nerve inside of my body that can be touched during sex. It felt like a million fireworks going off or a burst of adrenaline. I felt over the moon, ecstatic and jubilant to merely be on top of him, moving and curving my hips atop his dick.
It was quite the feeling and I said, "I love feeling you like this."
"Like what?"
"Like," I said and paused, "Like you're going into my deepest parts."
"Like I'm exploring your insides?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"It feels like I'm hitting something."
I guessed, "It must be my cervix or uterus. Like the doorway to it."
He said, "Or something."
Chapter 4
"What is this?" came my husband's voice from the hall. He had opened the door and was watching us have sex with one another on his bed. I couldn't imagine what was going through his head.
"We were--" I stammered.
He came into the room and Jakob shrank away from him.
"No," my husband said. "I get to watch."
"What?" Jakob asked.
"He gets to watch," I said.
"I--uh," he said.
My husband walked towards a chair and pulled his dick out of his pants. He began to stroke it, loosening the foreskin and moving it up and down in his hand. He gripped himself and moved it slightly as he pushed it up and down. I watched him push his boner around in his hands for a little while before resuming my cadence atop him.
I straddled him and bounced on top of his dick, which had softened but was still able to get me off. My husband could see my full nude body as it moved up and down on another man's body. He could watch what it looked like when I had sex with him, from further away. I saw him jacking off from the corner of my eye and smiled as he did.
"You're so hot, Lila," he told me.
"Thank you," I said, then put my hand on the chest of Jakob. I bent down and kissed him on the lips, then pushed my tongue into his mouth. I kissed him and he kissed me back. His boner grew inside of me and I started to get off, again.
I started moving against him, gyrating and pushing my pelvis against his softened erection. I brought myself up and down on it, thankful that my shaved vagina glided easily against his body.
I bounced atop him for a few minutes while my husband watched before he came over to me. Jakob looked to be uncomfortable with my husband, John's, presence.
John said, "I don't want to have sex with you," he said. "Just her."
He put his dick against my butt and spread my cheeks. He rubbed the head of his penis against my hole and moved it further and further in. Soon, it popped in and he began pumping in and out of me. The feeling was unreal, having both of my holes completely filled. My husband pumped into me and I sat atop Jakob, who had begun to move up and down with his hips, in and out of my vagina.
I took both dicks like that for a few minutes, enjoying the pleasure of having them both inside of me. John's dick seemed to feel like it was exerting more pressure as it was in my tighter hole. It was phenomenal. I could feel everything happening and it was like two swords penetrating me. I couldn't get enough of it. I pushed into John and Jakob at the same time, feeling the pressure from both of them. It was unreal. I couldn't believe I was getting to do something so fun.
I looked down to see Jakob below me, entering in through my vagina, while behind me was my husband, John, pushing in through the back hole. Just the motion from Jakob pushing into me was enough for the feeling of John. Jakob held onto my hips as John put his knee down, so that one knee was on the bed behind me, and the other leg was bent and up. he pushed into me with a steady rhythm and I could feel his balls touching the area between his dick and Jakob's, which was entering in my vagina swiftly and with increasing speed.
He began to lick and nip at my tit, then I moved it closer to his mouth to hold onto my nipple with his tongue. He held onto my butt cheek with one hand and lifted his other to hold onto my other tit, the one not being sucked on by his mouth.
I began moving up and down in a rhythm with both of them and could feel all senses of my body heighten. I was going into a dream-like state and felt bewildered with it all. I pushed and pulled myself to get their dicks out and then back in my holes, feeling them both penetrate me at the same time.
"I love feeling like this," I moaned.
John said from behind me, "I love it, too."
"Oh, oh," Jakob said. He was enjoying it, too, I could tell.
Soon, I was done with the position and John could tell. He pulled out and I got off of Jakob's dick.
"Let me blow you," I told Jakob as John positioned himself to push into me with his groin. He got his dick against my clit as Jakob put his dick inside of my mouth. I sucked up and down the shaft, moving my hand with my head as I did it. I let my tongue move against his dick as John's moved inside of me. I pushed my head up and down on Jakob's dick, taking almost all of it into me. It was pressing down my throat and I bobbed on it, then released it and then pushed it back down again.
Jakob gripped the bed sheets and pushed his head back in ecstasy. I watched as he writhed from the pleasure of it and pushed his hands against the bed.
He soon was ejaculating into my mouth. I took the heavy load and swallowed it, having to swallow twice as I couldn't get it all in one. I looked at him, proud.
"I loved that," I said. He bent down to kiss me. All the while, John kept pushing in and out of me. He was pumping so ferociously that it slipped in and out of me quickly and without strain. He was moving so quickly that I could barely tell if he was in or out of me, just that he was pumping with a force and quickness I rarely felt in other men.
"Like that," I said.
"You like it like that?" John asked.
"I like it," I said. "I like it so much."
"Then I'll keep doing it to you," he said, pumping hard and fast into me.
"Thank you," I muttered.
Jakob kissed me as John
pushed in and out of me rhythmically. I felt his dick push the innermost parts of me and then would leave just as quickly, only to push against it again and again. It felt amazing, like nothing any man could ever give me. And yet, I liked to have men as well as my husband.
Chapter 5
We had been doing it for months, now. I had found my job as a teacher at another college got me in with several hot looking students and his job working as a Hollywood director brought several girls into our bedroom, too. We both enjoyed having free reign over who we did and did not sleep with. We liked being able to make those calls individually as well as together. It was something we prided ourselves on.