Have you ever walked up to a stranger, or someone who is not necessarily one, someone you have been watching from a distance, and you wanted to ask them to fuck you? Well, I did.
He was the tall dark and handsome type, with geekish quality about him, until he looked deep into your eyes and let you see that little bit extra. I started stalking him when I was in high school, 9th grade, he was my history teacher. I would always sit in the middle of the classroom close enough to watch him move his sexy ass around the classroom when he was instructing but far enough away to not be noticed how I was staring. I must admit that I had a lot of company in the admiration of Mr. Lucian Coleridge, from fellow female students and a few males I am sure to coworkers. I knew that he had relationships with a few of the female teacher during my high school years but never with any of the other students. He was the focus of my nightly and daily masturbations from a far until my first year in college. By then, Mr. Lucian Coleridge had stopped teaching high school history and had moved on to teaching at the local university where I was a student. I had heard that he was there and I made sure to sign up for his world history class enough though I didn't need the credit for my major.
The first day of class I made sure to be on time after having spent the night before carefully selecting what I was going to wear. I wanted him to not see me as a kid anymore but not as a slut either. I am sure that there would be some females showing up dress in that fashion. So I chose a long dark blue pencil skirt that glided over my curves that ended at my ankles and fitted black blouse with a sweetheart shaped neckline that hinted at the fullness of my breasts but gave little a way. I let my long dark auburn curly hair alone to be itself adding on the minimal of makeup before walking out the door to class.
Arriving ten minutes early, I found myself standing alone at the door of the classroom which was locked. At first, I thought about making a quick dash next door to get a coffee, but then I heard my name called.
I turned and in the direction of the voice, and my heart almost stopped. How did he know... he remembers after all these years and why?
It was Professor Lucian Coleridge, looking if possible more desirable than he had when he was just Mr. Coleridge to me in the 9th grade. He was wearing dark blue jean with a light blue oxford shirt, the sleeve rolled up and collar open exposing the contours of his strong, tanned neck and muscular, sculptured forearms.
"Hello, "I finally said after a few seconds of finding my voice and remembering how to breathe all at the same time.
"It has been a while, and you have changed," he said his voice thick and smoky hinting at things that made my heart flutter as he moved closer to me and the door to the classroom.
"Well it has been about five years," I said a little breathy as my pussy muscle started twitching and panties. I wanted to reach out and touch his face, to feel Lucian's lips on mine. I felt my panties become a tropic zone as his breath caressed the side of my face. Stepping back and breathing deeply to control and busied myself readjusting the shoulder straps on my backpack. It made out of yummy Italian leather and heavy with all the stuff that I thought I might need for the day since my apartment was off campus.
"Yes, it has, ah you are early, the time for the class has moved back an hour, but you are more than welcome to come in and wait. Hey let me take that for you," Lucian said after opening the door with his key. "Damn Dante', what do you have in here?" Lucian said in spite of his comment hefting the backpack with ease on to his right shoulder.
"Everything and the kitchen sink," I said with a short burst of laughter trying to light the tension between us as we walked into the darkened room.
"Hold on don't move let me turn the lights on."
But I did move; I moved toward him just as the lights flicked on. We stood there looking at each other and remembering.
"Dante Averie you were a beauty then, and you are even more so now. " he said his voice husky and warm as his deep brown eyes glided across my face and down my body." I use to catch you staring at me with those big brown eyes of yours and use to image what it would be like to suck on the bottom lip of your full mouth," he whispered in against the surface of my lips caressing them to part for him.
"If that is the case then, Mr. Lucian Coleridge will you please fuck me?" I asked quietly in the closed confines of the classroom as I lightly pressed my lips against his one, twice before stepping back.
He had closed the door behind us when we came into the room. There was no sound in the room other than the sound of the A/c. If he was shocked by my request he didn't show it, Lucian put down my backpack and his own and pulled me into him. Again not much of an effort was needed as I almost fell into his arms. His lips sieged mines as his large hands started in a purposeful possession of my body.
Every part of my body was on fire, wet and need all at the same time. This had been a long coming, was I going to be fucked by the man who had been and was the center of my sexual fantasy since high school?
Mr. Coleridge picked me up and carried me to down to the steps to a door that I hadn't noticed when I came in the classroom. He opened the door, we went in, and Lucian kicked the door closed behind us. It turned out to be a small office barely furnished with a desk and two chairs and one large window. Lucian put me on top of the desk and walked over shut the blinds that covered the window. By the time he turned around, I had started removing my clothes. First the blouse and then the pencil skirt, leaving me in a deep blue demi bra that only held the bottom of my breasts in place with a matching barely there thong of lace and silk.
"Damn ...Oh, Damn baby, please don't tell me that is what you were wearing under your clothes when you were in my classes!" he said between a moan a whisper.
"Yes, but this is something new. I am not sure about this style of bra," I said breathing deeply letting him see how the bra held my breasts but didn't do much for my nipples.
My skin tingled with the anticipation of what was to come, and I moaned as I felt my clit become swollen at the same time. It was more than I could stand at that moment. My fingers found their way in between the lace and my warm slightly damp skin down in between the folds to my clit. As I stood there legs apart, I rubbed my clit easing back the pain of desire to a dull roar. I opened my eyes not realizing that I had closed them and took a deep breath seeing that I had an audience that forgotten. Removing my fingers from pussy I put them in my mouth and sucked them clean while he watched.
Lucian's eyes had glazed over, and the front of his jean tried to mold around his very impressive cock, and there was a slight sheen to his skin on his face. The lids of his eyes drooped down heavy with desire as he licked his lips but made no move to come to me, so I decided to up my game by leaning forward. Doing this caused the bra to malfunction and my tits spilled out in all their glory. Pushing the silk straps of the bra off my shoulders and down my arms to hang following up with a slow sway of hips letting him know that there was more to me then tits, I unfasten by bra letting it fall to the floor. Lucian moaned, and I smiled as I continued stroking my breasts, lifting and offering them to him. Taking my nipple of my right breast into my mouth, I began to suck it as I started to tease and massage the nipple of the left. The sensation for doing both almost undid me as it shot right to my core and causes a minor orgasmic rush to take place, making it look like I was cumming but...not yet.
Lucian who had been standing watching me masturbate quickly took a seat in the chair behind the desk carefully. I guess he had become weak at the knees, but then I saw him massaging his cock through his jeans. From where I was standing, it looked like his cock was pushing it way out if he didn't open up soon. I decided to help him with that.
Walking over to stand on his side of the desk, I put my hands on the arm rest of his chair and leaned into him. My full freed breasts swayed forward, and he caught them in his large warm hands that felt so good against my already warm skin. He cupped them one each hand testing their weight and fullness. As I arched my back pressing my tits into his now demand grasp as he started to finger my nipples sending a kind of heat that I have never felt in my through me directly to my pussy. The lace and silk of my panties didn't do little to stop my juice from slowly flowing thick and warm down my thighs as I moaned in pleasure. Then the wetness and warmth of his tongue followed by his mouth on my nipples had me climbing into his lap kicking off my cute little flats in the process.
"Dante'...put your clothes back on said a stern voice cutting its way through my pre-orgasmic haze.
"Whattt??!!" I stuttered not sure how to stop myself, I was in one motion with one desire. Now I am being told to stop?!
"Oh, I'm going to fuck you but not here not now," Lucian said quietly pushing me off but still holding on to me.
Which was a good thing since he was holding me up, having to stop and being turned down after all these years? I wanted to cry!
"Dante, do you hear me? Not now not here...,"Lucian said with force this time.
In my sad and confused state are started to step away from him...Lucian didn't want me...
"But it doesn't mean that I can't give you something to think about until then."
Before I caught up with what he was saying, Lucian had me on top of the desk on my back and was between my legs. Gone was my thong, my pussy was exposed shiny wet with my juice and so unprepared for what came next. Lucian's mouth on my nipples had me climbing into his lap; his mouth in my pussy had me melting into my brain pan. I saw stars and waves of passion just drove into me as he sucked my clit and fingered my pussy. I remember Lucian asking me a question at some point, and I think I said yes as I came and the world melted into a kaleidoscope of colors.
Somehow I got dressed, and I am sure with Lucian help we put me back to the right in time for class to start. After everything I took a sit in the back row away from him for fear, I might jump him during class. I sat there watching him as he made the first-day introductions and gave out information. Lucian hadn't bothered to put tuck his shirt back into his jeans appearing as it was his normal attire. When he came up the aisles to where I was sitting, I saw why... he was semi hard.
By the time class was over shame had set in, so I made it out of the classroom as other female students, and some male sought his attention. By the time I had gotten back to my apartment I had decided to drop Lucian's class while I had the chance and to avoid him like the plague.
Thinking that a nice hot shower would calm my nerves, I started to remove the cute outfit the one I had hoped would make a great impression. It was then that I realized something and wondered how in the hell had I not noticed... my bra and panties were missing I was only wearing my out clothes and shoes!!
Standing there naked I heard my door bell ring, and then my cell phone chimed. The cell phone I checked and saw Lucian name and number on the screen...how did he get my phone number? The door bell rung again as a message appeared on my cell phone screen...
"Open the door, Dante'. Just because the time off didn't mean we are ...we are far from done. There are no goodbyes between us... I am going to fuck you until you see more than stars..."
My heart was beating so loudly as my blood rush to all the sensual zones of my body making me feel as if I would cum just with the touch of his hand. A slow deep moan that started at my core came out through my lips as I walked over to the door. I through the peep hole and saw him looking back at me with lust filled eyes and a triangle of deep blue lace and silk to his nose...I opened the door.
To be continued