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When she ended up laying atop him, blush flared all anew in her cheeks. She kissed him back as best she could--which was fairly well. She'd never kissed before but she'd read a library full of fiction and porn. Yes, porn--Natalie liked to read it, and she would never tell anyone else. As she kissed him, her hair spilled out around her face and into her eyes, reaching down to dust against his cheeks. She was so terribly excited.

When he removed her hat, she blushed and squeaked softly, looking at the floor seven inches to the left of his head. She was nervous about what was going to happen. After all, he was her teacher, and she really, really liked him... This was dangerous business, she supposed, but she couldn't help herself. He was her dream come true--charming, sweet, gentle. She wanted to be with him more than she'd ever wanted anything, especially now that she knew she could.

Her big brown eyes strayed back to his, looking deep into his. "I... I-I'm not sure... what to do..." She admitted, feeling quite naked without her hat. It had always been her safety blanket, she felt very out of place without it.
 
He gently caressed her face again, smiling up at her. "Don't worry. You can stop me whenever you like." he murmured, kissing her neck again, then her lips. Gently, carefully, he rolled her over so he was atop her, looking her in the eyes. Those beautiful eyes. His hand slid through her soft hair, down to her neck as he kissed her again, his tongue touching her lips after a moment.

The thoughts raced through his mind, warnings, pressures, desires. He pushed them all away. This was about her. Not him. He would make her forget everything tonight. Everything but happiness and him. She would smile, sigh, moan his name... but she wouldn't even think about her home or father. That was his goal.

He pulled away briefly, looking into her eyes. Then he whispered into her ear. "C-call me Jack." he murmured.
 
When he started to touch her like that, her heart went five times faster. It was such an amazing feeling, being close to him, being able to feel his breath on her neck. When he kissed her neck, she would let out little, gasping breaths, clutching his shirt desperately. She couldn't help herself feeling like she wanted it, wanted him, wanted everything he wanted to give her.

"J-Jack..." She managed softly when he whispered into her ear. It was an amazing sensation. When she felt his tongue against her lips, she carefully parted her lips, pressing her hips involuntarily up against his. Afterward she recoiled, her cheeks going ever redder. "A-ah...!" Her fingers ran to his sides, grasping the shirt gently.

"Don't stop... Jack..." She managed, closing her eyes tightly. She absolutely loved his touch. It was the most marvelous thing she could think of. "Please..." There was a nagging feeling in her gut that she was going to give everything up to this man, as sn as he asked for it... She couldn't help herself.
 
He smiled, his tongue sliding into her mouth slowly, his eyes closing as his hands slid up her sides, gently pushing away her jacket and pushing up the shirt ever so slowly. It felt so good, oh, so good to do this for her, make her shake and shudder and whimper. The way she shook against him, the way her cheeks heated... it was absolutely divine.

He was growing aroused, he could feel it straining to escape, to penetrate. Not yet... he thought to himself, as her shirt caught on her bra. he pushed thew jacket away, pulling it gently from her arms, letting it lie beneath her. He wanted to see her, all of her. He wanted it all. She had told him not to stop. He wouldn't, unless she asked.

His hips ground against hers, his breathing a little heavier than normal. it was all so intense and sudden, yet so... expected.
 
When he pushed up her shirt, her stomach twisted eight different ways. She gasped and arched her back out, closing her eyes, lids fluttering. Her nipples were growing stiff against her padded bra. She was more than happy to feel his hands on her bare skin... in places no one else had touched. She wanted nothing more than to feel his hands at her bra.

It suddenly struck her that she was matching underneath all her clothes. Black bra and panties with white pinstripes, fringed with white lace. They were her favorites. Her eyes closed tightly and she whimpered softly against him. What if he thought she'd been anticipating this all day? Would he think she was slutty? She whimpered again, closing her eyes tighter, wondering what he would say when he saw them.

When he ground against her, she gasped and bucked her hips, eyes suddenly flying open. She could feel him through his pants... and he felt big. She reached to grab the shirt on his sides again, more nervous than she had been before. Her big, beautiful brown eyes looked up into his blue ones, pleading with him to slow down just a little. It was her first time, and she was beyond nervous.
 
He looked into her eyes, calming slightly. He pressed his forehead to hers, and smiled as he ran his hands over her bare belly, smiling at the softness. His fingers slowly, ever so slowly, slid higher and higher, under her shirt and over her bra, taking in the soft feel of the fabric and the firmness of her breasts. He didn't fondle yet, just felt them against his hand. His other hand continued to gently feel the 'safe' areas of her belly and side, taking his time.

His lips left hers again, kissing her neck lovingly, sucking gently. Oh, tommorow she'd be away from school, definitely. As would he.

But a sudden, thrilling idea returned. The classroom. The blinds down, the doors locked. Him and her, alone. All.... alone...
 
When he finally pulled her shirt up over her bra, she blushed and leaned her head back against the hard wood. Even the cold floor was growing hot underneath her. Her body was growing ever hotter, hands still grasping at him weakly. She was growing more and more nervous, even though he was moving slowly. She was concerned about actually having sex... She was a virgin, after all, and while she really liked him, she was afraid the rumors were true, and that she was going to be dropped for someone else as soon as he got her.

As she thought, her breathing grew stronger, faster, hotter. Her chest felt like it would burst if he didn't do something soon. Being touched gently like this was wonderful, but it almost felt like she was being teased, too. Suddenly, her eyes flew wide open. She felt something soft, wet, and warm against her only bare foot. It was Oedipus, licking her toes and whimpering, trying to get her attention. "J-Jack..." She managed, suddenly sitting up, her shirt falling down over her belly once again. "N-not here..."

Her eyes had gone back to pleading with him, wanting him to take her somewhere else--anywhere softer, more intimate. She didn't want her virginity taken with her body pushed up against a hardwood floor and her toes being gnawed on by a Great Dane. She wanted to be on a bed, or at least a couch... She took a deep, shaky breath, looking into his eyes, reaching up to run her finger tips along his cheek bone. "Please..." She swallowed hard, her throat dry.
 
He gently picked her up, kissing her lips gently as he walked upstairs and into his bedroom, shutting the door behind him. He gently laid her on the bed, climbing up atop her and kissing her bare belly, then her lips again. "It's okay to be a little nervous the first time." he murmured softly. "I promise, I'll take it slow as I can. This is more for you than it is for me." he murmured, kissing her neck lovingly as his hand returned to her breast. This time, he gently began to fondle her through the bra, his opther hand sliding under her, slipping down over her butt and over her legs.

"You're beautiful, Natalie." he murmured softly, whispering into her ear as he nibbled it gently, his hand slipping from her leg to unbutton his shirt. "I want you to smile, to laugh, to forget about everything but me and you." he went on as he finished, pulling the shirt out of his pants and letting it fall open to reveal a toned, lean torso. "I want you to be happy..."
 
When he moved her, she slipped her arms up around his neck, closing her eyes. His warmth was like some kind of drug; she feared she was already addicted to it, and that she'd never be able to move on, even if he broke her heart. "Jack..!" She managed, her voice a combination of whisper and gasp. They were on the bed then, his hands at her chest. The feeling of his hand lightly fondling her breast made her want to kiss him absolutely everywhere. He was just so sweet to her, she couldn't resist him.

Carefully, she pressed her thigh up between his legs, wanting to make contact with his excitement once again. It was harder than she'd ever expected one to get... She hadn't ever seen one in real life, and her curiosity was taking over. Her chest rose up against his hand, her nipples hard enough to be felt from under the fabric of her bra. She pushed her fingers gently through his hair, closing her eyes to let the pleasure of him kissing her go through her body. It felt so good.

When he spoke again and unbuttoned her shirt, she blushed, looking up at him from her position on the pillows. He looked so... handsome. Her fingers slipped down to his chest, shyly gliding over the smooth skin, feeling every inch. Her eyes went half-lidded as she looked up at him, glossy lips parted a little. "I am happy." She informed him, softly, wrapping her arms around his bare chest, under his shirt.

"So happy..."
 
Gently, he pulled away her shirt entirely, kissing the bared skin again, his free hand slipping behind her to touch the line of her spine and trace it slowly. Her touches and movements excited him so much, and he wanted more and more of her. He reached back and slipped off his own shirt, his arms slightly muscled but not intimidating. he kissed her collar bone, loving the feeling of skin on skin, his hands sliding back to her breasts over the bra.

One hand slid behind her, gently undoing the bra but nothing more, feeling and tracing the line of her spine again, down to the small of her back, then back up again, to just under her hairline. "You're so smooth..." he murmured, suckling her neck gently, kissing her lips and nibbling her ears.
 
When she felt him undressing her more, Natalie allowed her body to move with his hands. She sat up when he removed her shirt, then lay back again, then kissed his lips. He was wonderfully warm and soft and... Well, frankly, he was delicious. The whole situation was delicious. She ran her finger tips over his chest, stomach, and sides, letting them rest at the small of his back as he kissed her all over. Her head leaned back against the pillow to give him room for kissing, her eyes closing as wet lips moved along her flesh.

Delicious.

Every few moments, she would release a soft sound of love and appreciation, her finger tips pressing gently against his flesh. Her thigh was moving in the tiniest circles over his growing arousal, wanting to show him that she was more than happy with the current situation. When she felt his hand undoing her bra, her breathing paused, as did her movements. Fractions of a second passed before they began again, her lips finding his ear, gently suckling the upper ridge of it. It was all she knew how to do...
 
His hands moved down her body again, taking their gentle time as he murmured in appreciation. She was so gentle and so... eager. They met at the zipper of her pants, gently unbuttoning then unzipping them. Then they moved back up, taking in the feel of her body as he slowly and carefully peeled off her bra, tossing it aside. For a moment, he simply looked, then he smiled, gently kissing the sides of the breast then fondling them again with one hand while his other slowly undid his own pants.

Pushing them off, he revealed simple white boxers that were tightly tented, revealing he was a little larger than average. He smiled at her, kissing her neck again, caressing her face with one hand while the other fondled her breast.
 
When he unzipped her jeans, a light gasp escaped her. It was really going to happen. He wasn't just going to feel her up and kiss her; they were going to third base or farther. And then she felt his fingers creeping up her stomach, her spine prickling up at the rate his fingers were going. Oh... the way he touched her... She swallowed hard and closed her eyes, letting her head loll off to one side as he removed the last piece of clothing hiding her breasts.

The lovely C-sized orbs fell free of the fabric, still delightfully perky. Natalie blushed heavily and turned her head to look up at him, pretty, pink face framed by her magnificent brown hair. "Jack..." She murmured, looking into his eyes, just until he leaned down to kiss her breast, at which point she let out a soft, happy breath and arched her body up towards him. "A-ah..." Her fingers shyly went through his hair, gliding through the silken locks. It was all so very... wonderful. Wonderful and illegal.

When he kissed her neck, she let out a soft moan, sounding as if she'd practiced them all her life. Her chest was reacting to his touches already, pink nipples growing stiff against his hands, and her arms were covered in goosebumps. "J-Jack..."
 
He murmured softly in her ear, then went to suckle her nipple and free both his hands. Slowly, carefully, he peeled away her pants, gently touching the bare skin of her legs and tossing them away as soon as they were off. his fingers tentativley touched her slit through the soft cloth of her panties, as his hands moved up to gently feel her skin again, gently fondling her other breast, pinching lightly, twisting once in a while.

Such cute sounds... he thought. She's probably forgotten all about her home and father by now. he smiled as he worked the nipple with his tongue, fantasies breezing through his mind, desires pulsing through his manhood. He wanted her now.
 
Natalie gasped as she felt his lips on her nipple. She couldn't believe how good it felt--she'd always figured it would feel good, but not this good. Her fingers pushed shaking through his hair, holding his head in place. "Don't stop..." She managed, closing her eyes, bucking her hips up against his. "J-Jack..."

As he continued to kiss and suckle her flesh, she gasped again, grasping at the sheets. "A-ah!" She suddenly sat up, pulling his face up to hers. Her lips met his with intense fervor, her fingers holding his head in place. More than anything, she wanted to tell him that she loved him... Perhaps it was too soon, she thought, and swallowed the urge, simply running her held tongue over his lips.
 
He smiled, laying beside her and holding her close, their bare skin touching as he kissed her with equal fervor. His hands slid over her body slowly, taking in the feeling of her bare skin all over. It tasted so good... he wanted to kiss it all again, gently suck at it, lick it... and strip her completely bare. He loved the female form, he thought it was living art in all its shapes.

But there was little to compare to this masterpeice. His hands slid over her breasts, his fingers grazing the pert nipples slowly as they slid away to touch her belly, yhen slide over her pantie-covered slit. Oh, most of all, he wanted to taste that. That was the ticket to the real prize, her scream and oblivion as she faded into total pleasure.
 
When she felt him run a finger along her slit, it felt as though an electric current had gone up her spine. Her body arched up against his, her eyes closing tightly, her arousal suddenly soaking all the way through her panties to touch his finger tips. It felt as though her insides were blushing. She let out a soft squeak and dug her fingernails into the mattress, her body quivering against his. "A-ah... M-Mr. Blank..." She managed, out of impulse. Then she blushed ever more and opened her eyes a bit, looking into his.

"S-sorry..." She murmured, shyly running her fingers over his chest. Suddenly the tent in his boxers came back into view and she swallowed hard. "I-I... I've never..." She closed her eyes tightly again, then his her face in his chest. She'd never seen one in real life before, and she had to admit she was curious... Especially over his. Like, for instance, how big was it really?
 
"It's okay. Everyone has a first time." he murmured, Kissing her neck as he played with her sex more, his free hand slipping out of his boxers. He was slightly above-average, and bynow, fully erect. His hands slid her panties away slowly, ever so slowly, leaving her laying in the nude on his bed. He took his time admiring her.

"You're beautiful, Natalie." he murmured, kissing her collarbone, his hands pulling her against him, his fingers playing with her opening a bit further. So soft and wet and hot... Physically, she was almost ready. "It's going to hurt a little, at first, if it's your first time." he said. "You can have me stop whenever you want, and I'll wait until you're ready." he said softly, nibbling her ear. "This is all for you." he whispered gently, fondling her breast with his free hand.

"And don't worry what you call me by. I like both equally." he added with a smile, as he repositioned to kiss her nipple. Almost. Just a little longer. Aaaaalmost. waaait for iiiiit. he reminded himself stalwartly. he didn't just want to jam it in.
 
Natalie breathed heavily, closing her eyes, trying to calm herself. Her body was shaking horribly, mostly from excitement. She was scared and excited and happy--very happy. Still shivering, she reached down and ran two soft fingers along his shaft, opening her eyes half way to look at it. It was such an odd feeling; she'd never been with a guy before, it didn't feel like she thought it would... Much less plasticky.

When he started to play with her opening, she gasped, her eyes flying open. Her upper body came up off the bed for a moment, fingers digging into the sheets, grabbing them tightly. "J-Jack! Ah!" She gasped and suddenly moved her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly, squeezing her eyes shut. It seemed as though she was ready.

When he kissed her nipple, she shivered and closed her eyes ever tighter, her fingers pressing hard into his shoulder blades. "M-Mr. Blank... ah... don't stop..." She managed, blushing heavily, opening her eyes a little to look into his. "Don't stop..."
 
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