pretty sure she could stand to listen to him read the stock reports to her. She listened as he read to her from a small book of poetry. The words were the most beautiful she had ever heard and she found herself drawn to him, to his words, to those wonderful lips.
She knew that she couldn’t, shouldn’t. He was off limits to students and they were off limits to him. They were here alone. Who else would know? Still, she resisted her urges. She realized that he could reject her and then she would just be stuck here with him, feeling awkward.
Even though she knew she couldn’t touch him, she leaned in close as he read to her. There was nothing wrong with this. She was merely listening to him read. She realized that she was close enough to smell his cologne. It was an earthy scent that teased her nose and, in turn, her body.
She suddenly realized that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. They were wet and she had put them into the dryer with her other things. She realized that she, too, was getting wet and that it was going to wear off on the pants she would be returning to him. He would know she had been aroused by him.
She was lost in her thoughts as he stopped reading and turned toward her, “What are you thinking?” he asked.
She jumped back a little, startled. “Um, nothing. I was just listening. It’s a beautiful poem,” she half stammered. Damnit. Way to keep cool, Selena. He’s going to think you are just another silly little school girl giggling over him.
Instead, he leaned forward. He looked into her eyes as if he knew exactly what she was thinking and then he did something she had not expected. He kissed her. His kiss was hungry, passionate. She wondered if the poetry did that to him, if it was her presence or perhaps, a combination of the two. She didn’t resist.
As if he realized what he was doing was not appropriate, he pulled away. “I…I’m…sorry. I’m a teacher. I can’t um, I’m sorry,” he said. Selena didn’t respond. Now that she knew he wanted her too, she wasn’t going to let him back away from what they both wanted. She moved back toward him and kissed him again. He pushed her back.
“NO!” he barked. “We cannot do this,” he said, getting up off the couch and making his way toward the fire to stoke the dying embers. Those weren’t the only embers being stoked around here, Selena thought to herself.
She didn’t want to compromise his position as an instructor, but he was so hot and she wanted to know what it would feel like to be with someone older and more experienced. She could see him trying to work it out with himself by the fireplace.
She stood up and began to unbutton the flannel shirt he had given her to wear. He looked up at her, watching for a moment before telling her to stop.
“Don’t…” he said.
She could tell he was torn. He didn’t mean it. She continued to unbutton the shirt, letting it fall open so that he had a clear view of her full, firm breasts. She continued to look him in the eye as she brought her hands up, cupping them as if in offering, and then pulling them forward to pinch her nipples so that were hard.
“I’m warning you, Selena. You are going to get way more than you bargained for if you want this. I’m not as romantic as my reading habits would lead you to believe. I’m not some love-struck little boy. I have very particular tastes,” he said.
Selena ignored his comments, not entirely sure what they meant, but kind of liking the sound of them. She removed the shirt from her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. She knew that she would be hard to resist. She was one of the best looking girls on campus.
Her long blonde hair was thick and hung halfway down her back. Her big bedroom blue eyes were the subject of many a male fantasy and her body was nearly perfect, with full round breasts, a slender waist and long athletic legs topped by a lovely heart shaped bottom.
She heard him draw in his breath as he laid the poker in his hand to one side and walked toward her. Only inches from her face, he looked down into her eyes. “Are you sure you can handle this? I can do things to you that you’ve never even dreamed of, but only if you want it. And it has to stay between me and you. Can I trust you not to go tell all the details to your little girlfriends?” he said.
Selena was suddenly unsure about what was happening here, but she was far too stubborn to just back down. “I can take anything you want to dish out, my dear professor,” she replied.
It was all he needed to hear. She suddenly found herself being tossed over his shoulder and carted off to the bedroom. He tossed her across the bed and pulled the stretch pants he had loaned her from her body. “You have an amazing body. I’m going to enjoy this immensely,” he told her.
Selena watched as he removed his clothes. His body underneath was just as she had imagined it. He was lean and muscular. What she hadn’t imagined was the size of his equipment. He was very well hung. She wasn’t sure all of that was even going to fit, but she was sure willing to try it. She waited for him to climb on top of her, but he walked over to a nearby chair and sat in it, instead.
“I want to watch you play with yourself,” he told her. “Can you do that for me?”
Selena had never touched herself in front of someone, but she didn’t want to seem like a timid little girl. She closed her eyes, pretending she was alone and began to run her hand down her stomach toward her cleanly shaven pussy.
“No. Look at me. I want your eyes on me while you touch yourself,” he told her.
Selena did as she was told. She watched his face as she began to slowly tease her clit with two fingers, lightly toying with it for his pleasure. Though this was strange to her, she found that it was somehow very arousing to touch herself with someone watching her so intently.
She began to get more into it, sliding her fingers inside her soaked hole and finger fucking herself to frenzy. She forgot all about anyone else being there as she found herself on the verge of orgasm. As her hips bucked forward in response to her own touch, she could feel the beginning of an explosion about to take place.
“STOP,” he barked and she was suddenly jolted from her own little world of self-pleasure. “I don’t want you to come, not yet,” he said. Selena lay sprawled across the bed, her knees bent with her legs wide open and her fingers still resting just on the outside of her flushed pussy lips. Her clit was throbbing, protesting its sudden abandonment.
“Bring your fingers to your mouth and lick them clean and then come over here,” he told her. Selena did as she was told. It was the first time she had ever tasted her own juices and she was surprised to find that it was creamy and a little sweet. She got up from the bed and walked slowly to the chair in which he sat.
“Lay across my legs. I have something for you,” he told her. Selena got down on her knees on the rug that lay in front of his chair and draped her body across his knees. He pulled her forward and began softly rubbing her ass checks with his hand. It felt wonderful and Selena closed her eyes, allowing herself to enjoy it. The enjoyment was cut short when she felt a sharp slap across her tender behind. She jumped up.
“What the fuck?!” she exclaimed.
“I told you that you were getting into more than you bargained for with me. Do you want to continue?” he said. Selena looked at him and took a deep breath. He was beautiful. So, he liked a little spanking action. Okay, she could deal with that. It had just caught her off guard.
“Yes, I do,” she said. She reassumed her position across his lap. Her body jolted forward across his legs as he repeatedly brought his large hands down on her backside. She was sure that he was leaving big red handprints back there, but she suspected that he had intended to do just that. There was something about the sting he left behind that she found arousing.
He returned to running his hands across her backside. Presumably, admiring his work. Selena could feel the sting of every single handprint he had left on her young skin. Then he was pushing her off his lap as he rose from the chair. She leaned back on her knees as he stood and turned toward her.
She expected that he wanted her to suck his cock since he had her down on her knees, but instead he reached down and helped her to her feet. She could see that he was fully aroused. His huge erection stood out from his body at a slight angle to the left. He suddenly picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist before pushing her against a nearby wall and lifting her up.
Selena let out a loud gasp as he quickly impaled her with his huge erection. It did fit, every last inch of it, but it hurt like hell at first. He showed no mercy as he fucked her, her body pushed against the wall as he slammed into her over and over, grinding his hips so that it felt like he was going to pierce an organ. The louder she cried out, the harder he fucked her. She felt like he was ripping her apart.
It was the most intense pleasure and pain she had ever simultaneously felt before. His brutal strokes were
