This happened a few months ago, when I was just 21 years old. I went to a bookstore to buy a book from my faculty. While waiting, I observed a very beautiful woman browsing the shelves. I approached her and said:
-Prof. Molina, how are you?
-Gómez, it's been ages! Are you well? What about your life?
We chatted for a while in the bookstore. During our conversation, she mentioned that she still had two books of hers that she lent me in high school and I never returned them.
-The Friday I get out of school earlier, can I bring them to my house? Leave your number so I can pass on the location.
Prof. Molina was a very correct teacher, a bit demanding at times when it comes to imposing order. She was well-dressed for her thirty-something years and had a figure with a very marked butt from the gym, which although she didn't seek it always looked very tight in her pants, and round breasts not too big but well firm. A goddess who made all male students and some female ones sigh, but her demanding nature imposed an intimidating authority.
On Friday afternoon, I went to her house with the books, knocked on the door, and she let me in.
-Just got out of school, do you want a coffee?
-Good, thank you. How was your day?
-The truth is it was a complicated day. I'm exhausted.
She was preparing the coffee while I sat down on the couch. At one point, she stopped with her gaze fixed on one of the shelves.
-I need something stronger than coffee, would you like to join me? -she said, showing me a wine.
-How can I say no to a wine? jajaja.
She sat next to me with two cups and the bottle, poured into both cups, and we toasted to seeing each other again. She was still wearing the shirt she wore to school but had put on leggings that accentuated everything.
-Why was it a complicated day, prof?
-God, don't tell me more, prof jajaja I'm already not giving a fuck about classes anymore. You make me feel old, tell Paula. It was complicated for the same reason as always, guys who don't give a damn about you, dealing with other professors and to top it off there's the dense preceptor that has me fed up.
- Does the prece like it? haha because she has him fed up.
- Because since he found out I separated from my partner, he keeps insinuating himself at every opportunity, I don't know how to get rid of him.
- Now he's acting like a jerk because he knows he's going to be left with nothing jajaja.
We laughed for a while about the preceptor and then we took out all the professors, secretaries, and rector of the college. Between laughs we finished off the whole bottle. I couldn't believe how the teacher was outside of school, obvious I knew she wouldn't be correct all the time and that sometimes she'd say a bad word but seeing her get drunk and cursing at the whole school surprised me.
- The prece isn't the only one who looks at me. I notice how the students turn their heads when I pass. Or the whispers when I turn back to the blackboard.
- And honestly, there are guys who masturbate, with hormones running wild.
- Not that many guys, even those in the last year make me want them.
- Maybe Pau you're very pretty and imposing, sure everyone likes you.
- Yes, but still I have preferences. You were my favorite when you graduated. I always wanted to blackmail you into passing the subject.
- What would you have blackmailed me with?
The teacher didn't answer, she came up slowly and kissed me. I couldn't believe my dream was coming true. So many wanks I dedicated as an adolescent and now she had it soft and slow. After a while we were kissing, our bodies being caressed all over. I couldn't control myself, and I pulled her shirt to take it off and without meaning to I undid one button. She took off her bra without breaking her lips from mine. I played with her bare breasts, pinching her nipples subtly. Then I moved my mouth away from hers to give her kisses on the neck and slowly down her breast. First I ran my tongue over each of her nipples, then sucked on each of her tits. Her hands held my head and pushed me into her cleavage, her breast was as soft as silk. Suddenly I felt her hand massaging my cock and slowly she pulled down my pants. She was sucking me slow but tight, her kisses were no longer soft, she was devouring my mouth, I could feel the desire in her.
I finished kissing her with a blow and got down on my knees at the foot of the couch. With her hands, she spread my legs apart. A smile appeared on her face as she said to me, 'You're going to make me see stars.'
Her tongue covered the entire head of my cock, then taking the shaft in her hands, she swallowed it whole. She was sucking it like she was embracing it with her lips, and her hand rose and fell, causing a more agitated breathing. Suddenly I felt my cock sink deeper into her mouth until it wouldn't fit anymore. The bobbing motion was at a good rhythm, always until the tip touched her throat. The image hypnotized me, the prof moving her head from top to bottom with her mouth wide open. Her eyes were closed, so I put my hand on her hair to pet it, and when she noticed this, she opened her eyes and looked at me fixedly.
I slowed down the pace of the blow job a bit and she made a face like a slut. 'You're really hard,' I felt like it was beating in my mouth, you won't come now, guy.' 'No way, today I'm going to release all my desires.' 'Then take him, guy.' She took off her leggings and thong. Lying on the couch with her use of the word: pussy in my face, she ordered me, 'Put out this fire you provoked.'
Without letting her finish speaking, I buried my face in her vagina. The smell of sex that was there intoxicated me, her vulva was hot. I ran my tongue from bottom to top, it was so wet that her fluids filled my mouth. Her hand was caressing the clitoris in circles, I was sucking her vulva, licking her lips or pushing my tongue inside the vagina. Her strong moans were indications for orienting my mouth in her use of the word: pussy. The quick movements of my tongue were the ones that provoked more pleasant sighs. Suddenly I feel like she moves my head to leave her clitoris in my mouth. It was very swollen. I tried passing my tongue directly over it to find out if the spot was very sensitive, and it seemed to please her. With my mouth, I sucked it as if I were kissing it, also my tongue licked everything around it and sometimes passed over it. But the professor's sighs, although they were quite good, I knew they could be better. So I started sucking her clitoris without stopping moving my tongue quickly. While I continued to suck, she rubbed two fingers on her pussy. The mixture of her fluids and my saliva made my fingers slide perfectly.
-Ahhh! Keep going, don't even think about stopping.
The professor was screaming so loudly that I'm sure it could be heard from the street. To make sure I didn't stop, she grabbed my hair and pushed my face deeper into her pussy. After about two minutes, I noticed her legs were trembling. She wasn't stopping screaming. She was lifting her ass to bring her vagina closer to my face, and it would contract, squeezing my fingers. Now her whole body was shaking.
-¡Siiiiiiii!, oh god siiiiiiiiii...
About 30 seconds later, she pulled my hair hard and finally I could rest from all the effort. She collapsed on the couch, panting to catch her breath. I dedicated myself to licking my sticky and wet fingers. Once she recovered, she came over and whispered in my ear.
- It's been a long time since a man made me come. Let's go upstairs. Now that I've had an orgasm, my pussy will be more sensitive.
She took my hand and accompanied me to the bedroom. Once there, she finished undressing me and got into bed with me. She went back to sucking my cock until it was as hard as before and then put on a condom. She climbed on top of me to ride me, took my cock in her hand, and slowly lowered herself onto it until it was all the way inside. I grabbed her arms and kissed her. moved with an experience that delighted me. Soon she leaned back and again caressed her clitoris. The prof was bouncing on top of me with impressive energy and I was trying not to come yet. This time in the room, both of their moans were mixed. When I felt like I couldn't resist anymore, the prof stopped and told me to continue because she didn't have strength left in her legs.
I got behind her and she understood my intentions so she got on all fours. I quickly entered her because I couldn't hold out for another second outside of her. I held her tight, having realized that the prof was more of a rough sex type. I couldn't contain my desire to spank that beautiful ass, which she appreciated with a moan. As I pumped into her, she lowered her back until she was lying on the bed with her ass lifted. You could hear both of our agitated breathing mixed with the slaps of my body against her ass. Without realizing it, I gave it to her harder and harder until I couldn't resist anymore and ended up inside her. I threw myself back to look at the prof's ass still standing with her pussy well open.
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-Prof. Molina, how are you?
-Gómez, it's been ages! Are you well? What about your life?
We chatted for a while in the bookstore. During our conversation, she mentioned that she still had two books of hers that she lent me in high school and I never returned them.
-The Friday I get out of school earlier, can I bring them to my house? Leave your number so I can pass on the location.
Prof. Molina was a very correct teacher, a bit demanding at times when it comes to imposing order. She was well-dressed for her thirty-something years and had a figure with a very marked butt from the gym, which although she didn't seek it always looked very tight in her pants, and round breasts not too big but well firm. A goddess who made all male students and some female ones sigh, but her demanding nature imposed an intimidating authority.
On Friday afternoon, I went to her house with the books, knocked on the door, and she let me in.
-Just got out of school, do you want a coffee?
-Good, thank you. How was your day?
-The truth is it was a complicated day. I'm exhausted.
She was preparing the coffee while I sat down on the couch. At one point, she stopped with her gaze fixed on one of the shelves.
-I need something stronger than coffee, would you like to join me? -she said, showing me a wine.
-How can I say no to a wine? jajaja.
She sat next to me with two cups and the bottle, poured into both cups, and we toasted to seeing each other again. She was still wearing the shirt she wore to school but had put on leggings that accentuated everything.
-Why was it a complicated day, prof?
-God, don't tell me more, prof jajaja I'm already not giving a fuck about classes anymore. You make me feel old, tell Paula. It was complicated for the same reason as always, guys who don't give a damn about you, dealing with other professors and to top it off there's the dense preceptor that has me fed up.
- Does the prece like it? haha because she has him fed up.
- Because since he found out I separated from my partner, he keeps insinuating himself at every opportunity, I don't know how to get rid of him.
- Now he's acting like a jerk because he knows he's going to be left with nothing jajaja.
We laughed for a while about the preceptor and then we took out all the professors, secretaries, and rector of the college. Between laughs we finished off the whole bottle. I couldn't believe how the teacher was outside of school, obvious I knew she wouldn't be correct all the time and that sometimes she'd say a bad word but seeing her get drunk and cursing at the whole school surprised me.
- The prece isn't the only one who looks at me. I notice how the students turn their heads when I pass. Or the whispers when I turn back to the blackboard.
- And honestly, there are guys who masturbate, with hormones running wild.
- Not that many guys, even those in the last year make me want them.
- Maybe Pau you're very pretty and imposing, sure everyone likes you.
- Yes, but still I have preferences. You were my favorite when you graduated. I always wanted to blackmail you into passing the subject.
- What would you have blackmailed me with?
The teacher didn't answer, she came up slowly and kissed me. I couldn't believe my dream was coming true. So many wanks I dedicated as an adolescent and now she had it soft and slow. After a while we were kissing, our bodies being caressed all over. I couldn't control myself, and I pulled her shirt to take it off and without meaning to I undid one button. She took off her bra without breaking her lips from mine. I played with her bare breasts, pinching her nipples subtly. Then I moved my mouth away from hers to give her kisses on the neck and slowly down her breast. First I ran my tongue over each of her nipples, then sucked on each of her tits. Her hands held my head and pushed me into her cleavage, her breast was as soft as silk. Suddenly I felt her hand massaging my cock and slowly she pulled down my pants. She was sucking me slow but tight, her kisses were no longer soft, she was devouring my mouth, I could feel the desire in her.
I finished kissing her with a blow and got down on my knees at the foot of the couch. With her hands, she spread my legs apart. A smile appeared on her face as she said to me, 'You're going to make me see stars.'
Her tongue covered the entire head of my cock, then taking the shaft in her hands, she swallowed it whole. She was sucking it like she was embracing it with her lips, and her hand rose and fell, causing a more agitated breathing. Suddenly I felt my cock sink deeper into her mouth until it wouldn't fit anymore. The bobbing motion was at a good rhythm, always until the tip touched her throat. The image hypnotized me, the prof moving her head from top to bottom with her mouth wide open. Her eyes were closed, so I put my hand on her hair to pet it, and when she noticed this, she opened her eyes and looked at me fixedly.
I slowed down the pace of the blow job a bit and she made a face like a slut. 'You're really hard,' I felt like it was beating in my mouth, you won't come now, guy.' 'No way, today I'm going to release all my desires.' 'Then take him, guy.' She took off her leggings and thong. Lying on the couch with her use of the word: pussy in my face, she ordered me, 'Put out this fire you provoked.'
Without letting her finish speaking, I buried my face in her vagina. The smell of sex that was there intoxicated me, her vulva was hot. I ran my tongue from bottom to top, it was so wet that her fluids filled my mouth. Her hand was caressing the clitoris in circles, I was sucking her vulva, licking her lips or pushing my tongue inside the vagina. Her strong moans were indications for orienting my mouth in her use of the word: pussy. The quick movements of my tongue were the ones that provoked more pleasant sighs. Suddenly I feel like she moves my head to leave her clitoris in my mouth. It was very swollen. I tried passing my tongue directly over it to find out if the spot was very sensitive, and it seemed to please her. With my mouth, I sucked it as if I were kissing it, also my tongue licked everything around it and sometimes passed over it. But the professor's sighs, although they were quite good, I knew they could be better. So I started sucking her clitoris without stopping moving my tongue quickly. While I continued to suck, she rubbed two fingers on her pussy. The mixture of her fluids and my saliva made my fingers slide perfectly.
-Ahhh! Keep going, don't even think about stopping.
The professor was screaming so loudly that I'm sure it could be heard from the street. To make sure I didn't stop, she grabbed my hair and pushed my face deeper into her pussy. After about two minutes, I noticed her legs were trembling. She wasn't stopping screaming. She was lifting her ass to bring her vagina closer to my face, and it would contract, squeezing my fingers. Now her whole body was shaking.
-¡Siiiiiiii!, oh god siiiiiiiiii...
About 30 seconds later, she pulled my hair hard and finally I could rest from all the effort. She collapsed on the couch, panting to catch her breath. I dedicated myself to licking my sticky and wet fingers. Once she recovered, she came over and whispered in my ear.
- It's been a long time since a man made me come. Let's go upstairs. Now that I've had an orgasm, my pussy will be more sensitive.
She took my hand and accompanied me to the bedroom. Once there, she finished undressing me and got into bed with me. She went back to sucking my cock until it was as hard as before and then put on a condom. She climbed on top of me to ride me, took my cock in her hand, and slowly lowered herself onto it until it was all the way inside. I grabbed her arms and kissed her. moved with an experience that delighted me. Soon she leaned back and again caressed her clitoris. The prof was bouncing on top of me with impressive energy and I was trying not to come yet. This time in the room, both of their moans were mixed. When I felt like I couldn't resist anymore, the prof stopped and told me to continue because she didn't have strength left in her legs.
I got behind her and she understood my intentions so she got on all fours. I quickly entered her because I couldn't hold out for another second outside of her. I held her tight, having realized that the prof was more of a rough sex type. I couldn't contain my desire to spank that beautiful ass, which she appreciated with a moan. As I pumped into her, she lowered her back until she was lying on the bed with her ass lifted. You could hear both of our agitated breathing mixed with the slaps of my body against her ass. Without realizing it, I gave it to her harder and harder until I couldn't resist anymore and ended up inside her. I threw myself back to look at the prof's ass still standing with her pussy well open.
I'll be posting a relato every week, so I'd like you to leave your opinions and suggestions. They would help me a lot with their 10 points and following me so they don't miss any relatos.
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