Gender: Male Age: 30 Location: N/A
|Introduction: Ok I'm still having problems with formatting (translating from Microsoft word to XNXX) so I'm going to add extra spaces between paragraphs. Additionally the first half of this episode was written on my old comp with an old ms word and the second half on my new comp with new MS word... Sorry for any inconvience fingers crossed it reads alright.... comments welcom as always|
In the last installment Sophie the young teacher has found two students involved in illicit lesbian activities on school grounds, as it was the last day of school she lets them off with a warning. The next year she finds one of the embarrassed participants in her class. She transfers her out into her colleague Charles’s class so she won’t be embarrassed, and unintentionally sets the lesbian (or at least bi, as one of them has a boyfriend)couple back together. At the mall while watching a movie innocently with Charles (whom she met at the mall) the lesbian (well… bisexual) high-schoolers sit a few rows in front of them and inadvertently give the teachers a show.
Charles and Sophie confront the girls and scare them saying for them to meet after school when “this can be discussed further.”
Sophie and Charles then prepared to set off for their prearranged dinner together.
Charles thought and suggested a few nearby restaurants. Sophie chose one and they left. Sophie followed Charles’s coupe in her own small car. The restaurant was not too crowded as they came in. They ordered wine and looked over the menu. Suddenly Sophie caught Charles staring at her while she looked through the menu.
“You enjoyed the girls’ show as much as I did.” Charles stated.
Sophie was afraid of her desires being too apparent. She knew the best defense was a good offense.
“I glanced over while you watched them and I saw just how much you enjoyed the entertainment.” She nodded toward his crotch as she remembered the bulge that was there. “Probably a bit more than you should have as their teacher.”
Charles just smiled and returned to his menu. After the waiter came and left with their order. Charles asked another question:
“Do you prefer women to men?” and to make sure his meaning was understood “Sexually I mean.”
Sophie looked at him with her mouth open in shock. It took her a good ten seconds to snap out of it and respond.
“For a self proclaimed nerd you certainly are forward, you seem to barge headlong into conversations that others would timidly avoid.”
“I prefer being direct, and all nerds dream of being brave, I can hold my own socially in conversations so I am forward. Though I certainly lack discretion on what topics should be avoided. Also, that’s the second time you’ve avoided answering my question by sharing your analysis of me.”
Sophie smiled. She felt no need to answer either one of the questions; but was impressed by Charles’s confidence.
“On a more serious note,” Sophie said, “how are you planning on handling your interaction with those two?”
Charles smiled that smile again. It was the smile of a little boy itching to get into trouble. “Why Sophie,” mock affronted, “Do you think that I won’t be professional in the utmost?” he leaned in and whispered “Or did you want to help me seduce them?”
Sophie had been off kilter during the entire conversation, she was now bowled over. “Uh” she finally managed to utter, it was all she had. She knew she needed to deny it. She knew she should act outraged and storm out, and then set out to destroy this pervert’s career. However, she paused too long and they both knew it.
“You shouldn’t deny that you were excited by that. I glanced over at you in the theatre, your hands were clamped to your knees and your knuckles were turning white. You wanted them so badly you were almost shaking.”
She did shiver in the theatre three or four times but luckily on those occasions he hadn’t noticed. That mattered little since he noticed the rest. She still didn’t speak; her mind was racing.
Charles sipped his glass, and let her compose herself.
Sophie was not in control of the situation. She realized that they were not sitting down as equals and that she had seriously underestimated Charles Wells, both in intelligence and abilities. She was unsure how to regain the upper hand.
“Would you excuse me I need to wash my hands?” Sophie said rising.
“Of course,” replied Charles.
Sophie took ten deep breaths at the sink in the restroom. She was slowly becoming calm again.
“Ok,” she said to her reflection, “give him some rope and see if he hangs himself.” She didn’t think he would, and part of her wanted him to keep control. She could remember one or two men who weren’t intimidated by her, who were able to overpower her physically and emotionally. She felt a bit excited at the thought of one who could overpower her mentally instead.
The dinner was served when she returned to the table. “Sorry about that I needed a moment. You caught me off guard with your observations.”
He smiled. He didn’t respond, she hoped for gloating at least. Now she was left to say the next thing in the vacuum. He still held the power and she liked it. She hoped she didn’t flush, but she knew her now erect nipples would be visible, and she knew he’d notice.
She cleared her throat and laid down her last card. “So what is your plan for those two?”
He smiled again and continued eating. “I’d prefer not to discuss it here. Two teachers discussing how to seduce two students, doesn’t look quite right. This however brings up another matter.”
He paused. Sophie couldn’t guess. “Yes?” she prompted.
He smiled, “do you prefer women to men sexually?”
Sophie bantered “that’s the other matter it brings up?”
“Indirectly yes it is. Do you prefer women to men sexually?”
She stopped breathing for a moment, then took a deep breath. “No, I don’t have a preference one way or another. That’s something I would prefer wasn’t discussed here.”
He smiled his smile once again she felt small looking at that smile. She also grew excited and felt she liked it. He spoke and said “the matter of the students needs to be discussed between the two of us privately. That would be more difficult if you only liked women. I’d have to try not to seduce you. Since I can…try…” he smiled again, “we can discuss things at your home.”
That was forward enough, it also caused a few pieces to slip into place. “Ah, I’m starting to catch on now.” She knew that he had generously given her an escape but the prospect of hearing his plan is too tempting to pass up and he was exciting her. “Not many people can run rings around me mentally.”
Charles said, “to be honest, I’m only a half step ahead of you and I’m able to keep you off guard because I know your body language I’ve been watching for about two years now.”
“Oh,” She is off guard. He is good at that and the associated helpless feelings made her panties wet. “Well tomorrow is Sunday we can discuss the plans then.”
Sophie paused this time to see if Charles looked crestfallen. There was a slight shift in his eyes, he looked disappointed but not pathetic.
Sophie continued. “Not too early we can sleep in and you can make me breakfast in bed and tell me the plan.”
She laughed at his new smile: shock, surprise and pleasure. “Oh you must have noticed my nipples hardening when you smiled at me.”
“I noticed, but as the discussion was still on certain ladies I was unsure what was on your mind.”
Dinner sped by. Sophie regained a bit of control but Charles was still calling the shots.
She slipped her shoe off and ran her foot over his ankle; she was sure she was making his bulge return. They knew they what they were in for after dinner and the power playing was over for the time being. Now there was only teasing, something Sophie was good at. She moved her foot along his calve. She even ordered desert to prolong his torment before the release. She moved up his leg to his knee and he grabbed her foot. He pulled it hard into his lap, nearly pulling her from her chair. He pressed into the arch and sole. He looked at her and smiled his overpowering smile and she turned to jelly.
“Oh.” She said.
Now that he was back in complete control he slowed down pressing into each pressure point in strong slow pushes. She caught her mouth dropping open twice and closed it.
Charles leaned in, “Finish your pie; let’s go. You’re exciting me.” He knew she was excited too. She did as she was told as he was finishing her foot. She let out two more small “oh” sounds before they left. Sophie had Charles follow her to her house. She was anxious about the night even more than she was looking forward to the plans tomorrow.
About a minute till her house Sophie heard Charles honk his horn from behind her. His car had a turn signal on he was going to pull into the gas station. She slowed and pulled in too. He didn’t stop at the pumps but at the mini-mart. She opened her car to get out and ask what was going on but he turned and went to her door before it was fully open.
“Condoms,” he said.
“Oh,” she said, then to herself, “good thinking.” She remembered that when she saw him this afternoon he was leaving the comic bookstore. She didn’t think he’d bring condoms to a store like that. A self proclaimed nerd wouldn’t be the type to carry condoms around on the off chance he’d seduce someone.
“You don’t have a latex problem or anything? Or do you have any preferences?”
“No. No problem with latex, no preferences.” She knew of people with that allergy but luckily didn’t have it herself. He ran inside she closed her door and backed out of her space when he exited. She was ready for him and they hadn’t even kissed.
He pulled behind her and they quickly went into her house. She let him in and closed the door. They stood there in the dark; she didn’t even go to the light switch. She just turned around and kissed him while grabbing the back of his head through his hair.
He grabbed her hips and drew her to him, the bulge in his pants mashed against her crotch. As he was shorter than her he had to lean up to kiss her; but if he minded Sophie wasn’t able tell. She got wetter with his hard-on pressing into her through their clothes.
After a minute though, he pushed her away. “Turn on the light.” She did reluctantly. He continued, “I’m going to go sit on the couch. Could you get me a glass or bottle of water, please? I feel a little dry.”
“Sure, Charles, I’m sorry.” She was concerned that she made a mistake. He was a good kisser. His tongue had flitted against hers and he had sucked her tongue and bottom lip in a powerful way that made her knees week.
“Don’t be sorry you’re a better kisser than I imagined I just think I need to sit down, plus having an erection for about four hours now is making me a little light headed.”
Sophie went to get his water, smiling. When she came to the living room he was seated on the couch watching her with his smile. “Here you go. Where were we or do you need a minute with the water?”
He took a small sip and looked up at her still standing. “Where we were Sophie, is you were about to get undressed.”
“Really? Oh you do like to be in charge don’t you?” He nodded and that smile returned.
Sophie wasn’t going to strip dancing around to music. That was a little too undignified for her. She walked close to him so her legs would almost straddle his but not quite, as she knew she’d have to let her jeans fall. She started by unbuttoning her shirt, staring at him all the while. He kept eye contact more than she would have expected. She kept the shirt on though unbuttoned so that he could see her bra-clad breasts. His eyes followed her hand as she pushed her shirt away from her abdomen, unbuttoned her jeans, and put her thumb under the waist at her hip. She was slim enough to let them fall but slid them down leaning her breasts over him to do so. She stepped out of the jeans in two steps that brought her fully straddled over his thighs. His eyes were level with her panty hem and his mouth was level with her dampening crotch. He looked up through her cleavage to her eyes.
“Well, Mr. Wells what would you like to see first?”
He licked his lips and said, “Decisions, decisions.” He leaned forward and planted a sucking kiss right below her navel. He made a little “mmmh” sound while he grabbed her thighs right below her ass to push her against his kiss. He pulled away with a smacking sound. He continued “Take your shirt and bra off, though your shirt like that makes you look very sexy.”
Sophie shrugged off her shirt then reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She pulled the shoulder straps down when she removed her shirt and her bra slid silently to his lap. “Oops let me get that.” She leaned her cleavage, now unencumbered, up to his face while she slid her hand over his thighs to grasp her bra as well as his hard member through his khakis. He looked up from her breasts into her eyes again. She almost kissed him again. She licked her lips in anticipation. But before she could lean further down he grasped her hand firmly, not quite painfully and removed it and the bra from his crotch. She straightened back up now only dressed in damp pink panties. He leaned forward again and took her hips in his hands.
“May I?” he asked.
She nodded. She liked him in control; he was too difficult to read for her to guess what he wanted her to do. She looked down and now his attention was fully on her crotch. He folded the elastic down at the hips and folded it down again, and again. He was going to roll her panties down. Another tingle raced through her and she visibly shuddered. He paused looked up at her saw her, staring mouth open, eyes full of lust. He smiled and put his eyes back to rolling her panties down. The first wisps of her trimmed hair were visible. Soon the top of her lips and then the hood of her clit were exposed. He went slowly and steadily. Sophie shuddered again when her wet opening was revealed to the cooler air. He paused again glanced up at the now pleading look in her eyes she pushed the hair out of her face and her look almost begged him to be quick.
He wasn’t going to be. He broke eye contact and returned his gaze to her panties. He rolled them down to the middle of her thighs and stopped. He looked up again. “Turn around, I want to see your ass when you slide them off.”
She turned around leaned down and slowly pushed her rolled panties over her knees and down her calves. Then she felt Charles’s lips on her thigh at the bottom of her ass crack almost between her legs. He kissed only an inch from her pussy. She barely kept her balance and stepped out of her panties spreading her legs and giving him more room.
“Oh,” she said when his lips came away from her leg in a smacking suction sound and the cold air hit the excited wet flesh. She slowly turned around looking down at him looking at her parted pussy lips. He looked up at her and she half hopped half fell into his lap. “Can I, please, make out with you now Mr. Wells?” she asked in a not quite mocking submissive tone.
He reached up to her breasts cupping them and grasping her nipples between his fore and middle fingers. “Please?” she whimpered. He looked up to her face again pulling her face down to his using her nipples as a leash.
They kissed long and hard. He scissored her nipples between his fingers until she made a high pitched “Mee” against his lips from the painful sensation. She tried to lower herself from her knees to his lap hoping to grind her naked pussy against his bulging crotch. But whenever she tried he pinched her nipples and drew her up by her breasts. She was humping at the air when they finally broke apart.
“Fuck,” she said. “Can we go to the bedroom or let me undress you? Something? Anything? Please.”
He looked at her smiling.
“Charles, please, you have me begging.” She was more serious than she ever thought she would be. Maybe it was because of her sexual dry spell but if he demanded proper begging on her knees, calling him ‘master’ she’d even play along.
Charles looked into her eyes. “Hmm.” He seemed to decide some private contemplation. “Ok Sophie, the bedroom.”
She jumped up like an excited schoolgirl. A distant part of her mind marveled at how enthused she was acting about the prospect of seducing a man into her bed. She dragged him from the couch and toward her room like a child leading an adult to see her new bicycle.
In the bedroom she stopped again, unsure how he wanted to proceed. She had at least gotten over the fact that she had no control. She asked “Well Mr. Wells you’re in charge here, how are we going to proceed?”
“Lay on the bed.”
Sophie did. She looked up at him standing over her. Her nipples pointed skyward and the tingling reached from her belly to knees. He looked her up and down and put his knee between hers, crawling on top of her. He grasps her and knits his fingers together behind her neck. He slowly traces his crotch up her knee till he lays on her. He kissed her hard cradling her head and neck in his hands. At the same time he crushed her tits beneath his chest and grinds his khaki enclosed cock into her naked groin.
Sophie wrapped her long legs around Charles holding his clothed cock against her pussy. He continued to kiss her hungrily while his hand slid from the back of her neck to her shoulder and down to her breast, his thumb circling her nipple. Sophie bucked up against him and caught herself before she tried to rip off his clothes. She got her hands up to his collar, unbuttoned three buttons, and grabbed the shirt at his waist and pulls it up so it can go over his head. She ran her fingers and her nails over his sides as his abdomen pressed against hers.
Charles broke the kiss in order for him to remove his shirt and unhappily removes his hands from her neck and breast. Just as Charles got the shirt over his head Sophie struck again with her lust-filled enthusiasm. She kissed his chest and nipped with her teeth at his nipple while playfully clawing with her fingernails at the waist of his trousers. When free from the shirt Charles grabbed her hair while still letting her lips suck and her teeth tease while guiding her back for another kiss.
They made out again for a time, while she squirmed against his pants. He slid his lips off hers and moved down to kiss at her neck, slowly letting his mouth trail down to her breasts. His lips encircled her nipple and he sucked it between his teeth. She bucked at him, her pussy smashed against his abs, her hands digging into his scalp as she panted.
He continued his attentions until he begins to sink lower kissing the bottom of her breasts and down her stomach. His hands preceded him and pinned her spread legs down to the bed. He made a diamond with his thumbs and forefingers framing her sex while his palms kept her legs spread.
Sophie noticed his pausing and caught him staring admiringly at her most delicate area. When she peered down, he noticed and looked sheepish almost apologetic, Sophie only said “please” she is shocked that her voice is so high pitched in its pleading. Charles regained his smile and slid his hand down Sophie’s thighs till he holds her knees wide apart.
He dropped his head and softly kissed the inside of her thigh three inches below her dripping opening. His lips meandered south, east, west and then finally north. But micrometers from contact with her cunt he lifted his lips to repeat the process on the other thigh this time adding nips and nibbles with his teeth.
After what felt to Sophie to be an agonizing wait Charles skimmed his tongue tip over her labia, teasing and fulfilling simultaneously. He kissed at her nether lips, letting his mouth trail over her flesh.
Sophie writhed under Charles’s attentions. When wisps of concentration landed upon her she realized that she hadn’t had this kind of pleasure in far too long, for most part though she just reveled in the feelings.
Charles lapped at her cunt. His tongue danced up and down her slit, from the strip of light hair down to her hole. His fingers went even lower teasing both her perineum and her sphincter. Soon he sucked her juices as they flowed freer and tongue-fucked her hole.
This slight penetration made Sophie aware what she yearned for. “Charles fuck me please. I need your cock.”
Charles looked up at her from between her legs and smirked. Sophie wondered if he wanted her to beg again. His finger slid into her pussy as he looked at her. She began begging for his prick, she was still unsure if that was what he wanted but she didn’t care she had no shame left.
“Put your dick in me Charles. I need it so bad. Please fuck me, please, please. Oh god I need you. Fuck.”
Charles listened intently still slowly sliding his finger in and out of her sopping hole with steady strokes. Finally he pulled out of her and continued smirking as her eyes jumped open because she was no longer getting any stimulation. She looked at him pleadingly but her mouth couldn’t form words.
“All right” he said.
Sophie sighed and a smile came to her face. Charles retrieved a condom from his pocket and unwrapped it. He unbuttoned his pants and Sophie’s hands eagerly helped him remove his khakis and his underwear. She stared at the large veiny member as Charles slid the slippery disk against his prick and began rolling it before Sophie once again took over. She stroked his now wrapped cock and pulled him down and forward so she could aim it at her needy cunt.
When lined up at her opening Charles stroked into her in one firm thrust. The head of his cock bottomed out at her cervix which left his mouth next to hers. They kissed greedily as he withdrew and thrust in again. Her vaginal muscles gripped and massaged his prick as she reveled in the feeling of being penetrated.
Sophie hadn’t been filled like that in a long time; her previous lovers didn’t “measure up”, and only some of her female lovers could manage to get her this excited. She gasped as the spasms of orgasm began. She thrust up to meet Charles’s stroke. The impact gave her clit a delicious, punishing slap. She grunted “Fuck!”
Charles, seeing her on edge, changed tactics. He sawed in and out of her in quick shallow strokes, drawing her attention back to the distended hole that was being ravaged. Sophie still in the throes tried in vain to force him deeper. When that failed, she clamped her mouth on to his collarbone kissing, biting and sucking, while simultaneously tearing at his back with her fingernails.
Charles groaned and thrust in to her feeling her sucking cunt muscles work his prick. He was spurred on by Sophie’s teeth and nails. He fucked her with greater abandon. His latex covered cockhead penetrating her deepest recesses. His pubic bone ground her clitoris which soon brought her close to another orgasm. His penis thrust hard and fast in long, full strokes. He knew he was close and looked down at Sophie and couldn’t help but pinch and pull her delicious nipples.
Sophie was kept at the peak for so long that it seemed continuous. Her nipples being pinched (on top of the rest) made her muscles contract causing Charles to cum at the same time she did.
Charles thrust in four or five more times before losing all his energy and flopped on the bed beside her. Sophie however got to her knees and grabbed his cock. She tore the condom off his deflating member and quickly stuffed it into her mouth. Charles was always sensitive after cumming and was worried that Sophie would hurt his penis. However Sophie didn’t apply any suction or pressure. She gently tongued at it letting it soften slowly but happily. She gently coaxed the dregs of his cum to be swallowed and let the still sticky prick out of her lips to rub it all over her face as Charles watched enthralled. ‘She’s worshipping it’ he thought. Soon the cock was completely soft and Sophie curled up laying her head on her coworker’s chest and they both fell asleep.
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