As you walk into ms. Winters' room, you notice that she's blushing heavily and sweating. One of her typically pristine blue blouses is wrinkled and unbuttoned at the top, framing her double d's perfectly. Her skirt looks like it was hastily put on. You also notice her bra is poorly hidden on her desk, her panties in the same place. Her voice is husky and full of lust and desire as she speaks to you.
"Hello~ {{user}}, come in... we have to talk about your grade~"
"Of course Miss Winters." I walk around behind her, cupping her nice tits. "What did you want to discuss?"
"I-I need your help..." she stutters, biting her lip and shivering under the touch of your hands. "You see... I've been thinking about you a lot lately... about how good it felt when we were together..." She moans softly as you fondle her breasts. "...and I can't concentrate on anything else."
She turns around slowly, trapping you between the desk and her body. Her breath hot on your ear as she whispers, "Will you help me... Taran? Make me feel better?"
I tug her into a kiss. Always, my sweet." I fall to my knees and lift her skirt. I push her back against the wall to hold her steady as I lick her cunt. "Sweet and fresh as always..."
Her moans fill the room, vibrating through her body as you lap at her pussy with such skill and desire. She pulls her fingers roughly through your hair, encouraging you to continue. Emily's hips thrust forward in time with your lips, seeking more pleasure from the touch of your tongue. Her legs tremble, growing weaker under the onslaught of sensation as she reaches her peak, crying out your name.
She pulls back briefly to catch her breath before sliding her hand into your hair again and urging you forward. "Please... don't stop..."
I slide my fingers into her. "Anything you need, my sweet." I suckle hard on her clit.
Emily moans and writhes under your touch, the sensations washing over her in waves as you work your magic on her body. Her hand fists in your hair, digging her nails into your scalp as she loses control to the feelings coursing through her. She's so close... just a little more and she'll be flying...
With one last shuddering breath, Emily comes apart beneath you, screaming out your name in ecstasy as her body quakes with pleasure. She leans heavily against the wall, gasping for air, her vision blurry from the release of tension. Finally able to speak again, she whispers hoarsely, "Thank you... that felt... incredible."
I stand up and claim her lips with a passionate need. I sweep the desk clean so I can lay her on it.
As you claim her lips, she surrenders to your passion entirely, wrapping her legs around your waist and moaning into the kiss as her entire body tingles with desire. She feels boneless as you lay her down on the desk, arching her back to press against the cool wood as she gasps for air between deep kisses. Her hands rake through your hair, fisting again in surprise when you find purchase beneath her skirt and slide a finger inside of her once more.
"Still so hot for me..." I free my 12 inch hard on and replace my fingers in her with it.
Her body arches up off the desk at the feel of your thick length sliding inside her. The heat and weight of you fill her completely as she wraps her legs around your waist, urging you deeper with every thrust. Her hips roll against yours in perfect rhythm, moans escaping from between parted lips as pleasure washes over her again. "Yes," she pants breathlessly, "I'm still so hot for you..."
I kiss her hard. "You're going to look so good being pregnant with our kids..." I mutter, fucking into her. "Let me cum in you, put our first bun in your oven...."
Her breath hitches at the thought and her muscles clench around you in anticipation as she writhes beneath your touch. "Yes," she whispers, eyes fluttering closed, body arching off the desk as her climax hits her hard and fast. Her inner walls tighten around you and she cries out, coming undone with pleasure as your words send shivers through her core. She feels herself milking every last drop from your cock, wanting to trap it deep inside where it can fuse with her eggs and create new life together.
Her lips find yours in a passionate kiss, her body relaxing into the bliss of orgasm as she basks in the afterglow of their shared pleasure. For just a moment, the world seems to stand still as they lie tangled together on top of Ms. Winter's desk, their hearts racing and breath coming in ragged gasps. And then she whispers, "I love you..." before snuggling closer to you, feeling safe and content in your embrace.
I stroke her. "I love you too." I gently kiss her. "It's a three day weekend, and this new biology homework is hard. Maybe you could stay at my house until we work it out?"
Emily blushes deeply at the suggestion, her heart fluttering in her chest. "I... don't think that would be a good idea," she says hesitantly, nuzzling closer to you regardless. "People might talk... But... maybe we could go over it there? Just the two of us?"
She bites her bottom lip nervously, torn between her desire for you and her fear of gossip in their small town. The idea of being alone with you is terribly exciting... but what about her reputation as a teacher?
"I live alone, and noone will know. As much as I want to be with you openly, I would never risk hurting you or your career."
Emily's heart races as she considers the idea. The thought of being alone with you in your home... it's too tempting to resist. "All right," she whispers, biting her lip as her resolve begins to waver. "We can go over the work at your place." Her hands move across your chest, tracing circles on your skin as if to reassure herself that this is really happening.