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That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

Her sounds urged him on, and his suckling became a bit harder and his teeth gently pulled at her nipple. In addition, Mark's middle finger stroked her slit faster, feeling her moisture as it secreted onto his lone digit. Finally, with a gentle push, his finger pushed past her lips and entered her pussy, greeted by a tightening of her body.

His lips left her breasts for now and planted soft kisses at her torso, concentrating on her navel as his finger pushed in all the way. Mark, however, didn't rest as he retracted the digit halfway before plunging inside. His thumb slowly searched until he found her clit, and gently brushed the small bundle of nerves with teasing care.
 
Her breath caught in her throat when he finally pushed his finger in and her hips bucked up again, this time involuntarily to match with the sounds that were coming from her mouth, little moans and gasps as his thumb found her sensitive clit and started to tease the pleasure center of her body. It took all of her will not to wriggle with pleasure under his experienced hands, something she'd never really had before herself. While she was by no means a virgin, this was a whole new experience for her with somebody who actually knew how to make her feel good, if not by teasing her madly with his mouth all the way up around her torso.

She threaded the hand not supporting herself through his soft hair and played with it in her fingers gently as her body reacted to his actions, the dull ache of pleasure slowly driving her crazy with arousal.
 
Mark's eyes flickered to watch the way Elise's back arched and how she bucked in time with her sounds. He noticed that she was beginning to become hot with sweat, and his tongue teased her navel before sliding down, bit by bit. He then kneeled down, his lips just above her the throbbing clit that was going wild from his attention.

Using his free hand, Mark eased open her legs, giving him easier access as he removed his thumb from her clit, only to be replaced by his lips and tongue. He eagerly latched around it, sucking it gently as his tongue pushed against it with fervor. His middle began to pump in and out of her, gliding from her pussy to be plunged back inside. It was long until he inserted his index finger, adding girth and more friction as he filled her up more. His lips faintly tasted the liquids that came from her, moaning gently against her clit as his body shook in arousal.
 
"O-oh god..." she moaned out, tugging gently at the hair on his head as he moved down her body, having to bite her lip to muffle the loud moan that was pulled from deep inside her as his mouth found its way down to her clit, where he started to tease and play with it mercilessly which was soon joined by a second finger that plunged inside her and she could feel herself building up to the edge as the new sensations coursing through her body started to take hold of her.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly as her breathing quickened and she had her head tilted back, gently rocking her hips in small motions in response to his fingers and mouth on her clit with her toes curled in anticipation.
 
His eyes quickly flashed up to Elise as she moaned, pleased with himself for inciting such a reaction. Mark's lips left her clit to tend to her pussy, the tongue flicking the folds and following his fingers for his mouth and tongue to enter with the digits. His nose, however, was fiercely pressed up against her clit, rubbing it with every motion of his tongue and fingers. Then, his ring finger nudged inside, giving her almost everything his hand had to offer as he finger-fucked her mercilessly, speeding up his actions as she cried out and writhed from his attention.
 
Her breath caught in her throat as he moved her mouth and she couldn't hold back any longer, moving her hips up against his touch. "I- I- ohh, god!" she arched her back and moaned, her shortness of breath accompanied by little extra gasps and "Ah!"'s as she rode out the waves of her orgasm, rocking her body against him. As it slowly subsided she was shaky but grinning a little drunkenly, finally allowing herself to relax on his desk. She'd never be able to look at it in the same way again, that was for sure.

"I...wow." she breathed out, running a hand through her hair and brushing it from her face, speechless for the first time in her life.
 
Now, this was something Mark was prepared for. His tongue and nose continued to please as she yelled out, her body going rigid as she was overcome with euphoria. The resulting stream of her fluids meant that he started to lap up her cum, taking every bit he could as his tongue stroke her quivering lips. The sweetness of her liquids ran down his throat, though a thin dribble lay on his chin as he looked up at her, almost as breathless as she was.

His eyes trailed over her tired, vulnerable figure and smiled. Elise looked utterly beautiful with how she rested there, her chest heaving and the product of her arousal pooling on the edge of his desk to drip off onto the floor. Her legs shivered as she got over the waves of pleasure, just as he did. Only difference was, she looked better doing it.

Mark sat back, his tongue lashing out to clean up the dribble on his chin before he wiped his lips with the back of his hand. A smile appeared on his face as she commented on his performance, and chuckled sheepishly. "I've, uh . . . had practice," he said with a small laugh, then glanced at the clock and saw that it was well past the point of the school closing down for the night.

Despite the hunger and eagerness to continue onto the main course, Mark looked up at her and smiled a bit sadly. He placed his hand on her waist and pulled her down into his lap, positioning her so that her pussy was clutching out the shaft of his now-hard cock. He resisted a soft moan and leaned in to kiss her softly, staying close as he whispered into her ear. "Let's continue this tomorrow . . . after school, leave for a few minutes and come back, otherwise people will find out what's going on. That is . . . if you want to continue," he explained softly. The last sentence was spoken with a hint of embarrassment, not sure she did want to continue.
 
Elise giggled when he answered her and she blushed slightly when she saw the evidence of her orgasm, something that she was still feeling the after effects of. Looking up at him she couldn't help but smile warmly - he was flushed himself, sweaty and his lips were most definitely wet (that was her fault) and he looked absolutely amazing, even after what she'd done to his previously neat hair from when she had run her hands through it. He didn't feel like he was years older than her and right now she couldn't give a damn whether he was her age or teacher age. Nobody her age would be able to stand up to what he'd just done, not in this school at the very least.

When he pulled her on to his lap, she smiled and snuggled up to him slightly, blushing when she felt that his cock was once again rigid and she kissed him back, able to taste herself on him as well as the still slightly salty taste from his cum on her tongue, which mingled together in an oddly nice way, making her shiver lightly in delight.

Her eyes followed his as he looked at the clock and they widened slightly. "...No, yeah, good point. Wait, what?" she turned back to him, questioning. "I...of course I want to." she giggled, but it had the undertone of nerves in. "I thought you would be the one to back out, seeing as you're risking your job and all." she traced the lines of his cheek gently, looking down. "I can help you with that before you go, y'know...if you want."
 
The combination of both their cum made Mark a bit woozy, restraining the arousal that came from the smell. He smiled in relief, glad to know that she was still willing to break the rules, and laughed at her response. "Don't worry . . . I follow through on my actions to the end, and I'll accept the consequences," he said.

Hearing the offer to rid him of the pesky erection that he had gotten from her sitting upon the enlarged shaft, he opened his mouth to say something, but was hesitant at first. It was a truly tempting offer, and one he would normally have no problem agreeing to, but he wanted to wait... tease them both each day with the thought of each other's bodies.

"No, it's fine. Just remember that it will still be waiting for you tomorrow, Miss Chambers," he said, smiling as he prepared to get up. However, he purposefully brushed the entirety of his shaft against her clit, pressing into it as got to his feet. The action made him shudder in arousal and resisted the urge to fuck her right then and there. Instead, he walked over and handed her clothes to her, getting dressed promptly. As he did, he just couldn't take his eyes off of, thinking it was even more arousing to see clothes slid onto her lithe, perfect body as it clung to her curves.
 
Sorely tempted to go through with it herself, she didn't have the chance as he walked off to grab his clothes. Well, she'd just have a job for herself tonight after (or during) her shower, wouldn't she now? She slipped her clothes on and went in her bag, flicking out a brush and a mirror to sort herself into a more respectable state. She couldn't hide the flush on her cheeks or the afterglow that dripped from her voice when she spoke.

She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and brushed her fringe across her face. "Do I look okay? You know, rather than looking like my teacher and I just had our way with each other..." she grinned at him, walking over to press her lips and her body up against him, teasingly grinding against his erection to give him something to think about.

Of course, he'd have plenty of that tomorrow as well. She was already scheming in her mind and she assumed he was as well.
 
Mark did the last button, though making it show a little chest as he buttoned his cuffs. He chuckled as she made herself presentable, and ran a hand through his own short hair. It wasn't exactly neat, and the sweat that rolled down his skin didn't help much either, but he still looked damned good.

"You look beautiful . . . Elise," he answered, kissing her back with the lightest of touches, moaning softly as she teased his hardening cock.

As they left, Mark got into his car and drove off, resting his cheek in his right hand, his thoughts still on fucking his student. This continue through the rest of the night, and he even had enough restraint to not pleasure himself. No, he would reserved his cum for her...
 
Elise walked herself home, definitely unable to get her mind off of him. She attempted everything she could and even took her horse out for a long gallop, which cleared her head a little but she couldn't stop thinking about how good he'd made her feel and the way he moaned...She jumped off of Phantom, her horse, and busied herself with his stable and even cleaning his tack. It was certainly a productive night, all of her focus going on resisting the urge to bring herself over.

It didn't stop her from a little touch here and there, though...

The next day, she worked on styling herself up a little more, showering and selecting some of her victoria secrets underwear. Risky to wear it at school but definitely worth the risk in the end - it couldn't be worse than wearing a thong, which she had seen somebody do yesterday.
 
It was morning when Mark got ready for school. His nervousness was shown as he had troubled picking something to wear. However, he calmed himself a got a few things from his closet. He slipped on a dark sleeveless shirt that clung to his physique, showing the toned muscles in his arms and on his chest and abdomen. He wore a similar pair of pants, albeit a bit darker and buckled them tightly.

He combed his hair, making it look natural and easier for Elise to play with and hold onto when he fucked her. A shiver ran down his spine and resulted in a smirk, and pushed his glasses up a bit, chuckling as he grabbed his messenger bag and left his apartment.

As Mark walked through school to get to his classroom, he couldn't help but notice that he was receiving many more looks from the female students, as he didn't bother to hide the body he had. He even saw that a few of the boys had annoyed looks upon their faces, but did his best not to smile. He then could have sworn to pass Elise in the courtyard, and resisted the urge to glance back to check.

He tossed his bag onto his desk as he arrived, sighing gently as he looked out the window, leaning against it, flexing the muscles in his arms and torso on accident by doing so.
 
Elise had definitely seen him pass and she had to surpress the smirk that threatened to arise on her face. It was a case of having to wait until second lesson until she could actually see him, which was when she had English. This should be fun... she thought after the boring first lesson.

She'd been lucky enough to make some friends through facebook and in first lesson, luckily for her, so she headed to English with them and took her old seat on the second row, looking over Mark's attire properly when she saw him. It took all of her strength to not run up and fuck him on the desk right there and then, so instead she settled for giving him a seductive look, a definite smirk on her features that wasn't noticed by anybody in the class. Most eyes were on their teachers sudden new getup and the way his muscles moved under the clothes he wore.
 
After the first few students poured in, Mark sighed and turned around, a look of surprise on his features when he saw how Elise looked. Her hair was done much more meticulously, making it look more sexy and able to be held onto, just like his own hair. The way she looked at him was not unsettling, but more nerve-racking, considering what they had done the day before.

He was only distracted by the magnetized stares from the other students, and cleared his throat gently. Mark waited until everyone was seated, and began his lesson. The teacher tried his damnedest to not look at Elise, and only stole fervid glances as he explained the schedule today. They had a review quiz of what they discussed yesterday, and thus passed out the papers to each student.

Sitting back down, Mark leaned back in his chair and watched the students struggling to answer the questions, but his gaze was fixed on Miss Chambers, folding his arms as he watched her, the look in his eye subtly wanting and lustful.
 
Elise looked through the paper, sorely tempted to write down revealing answers but not daring to lest somebody else actually saw the shee t which was likely, due to the people glancing over her shoulder. She had been the only one to actiually speak yesterday after all and it did pay off - she breezed through the questions and looked back up at him, holding her paper up. "Finished, sir..." she walked to the front of the class and placed the paper on her desk, adding a little extra sway to her hips while she walked.

Of course, people in the class took notice. Her skirt fluttered slightly with the movement of her hips and a few of the boys in the class were having trouble keeping their eyes off of Elise, especially her chest and hip area.
 
As expected, Elise was the first to finish the quiz. Mark noticed the sultry note that she added to the end of her sentence, and how she swayed her hips. His fingers tightened around his forearms, clenching out of arousal. She's teasing me... fuck, he thought, smiling slightly as he took the paper. "Thank you, Miss Chambers," he said, his voice sounding completely calm and deadpan, despite how fast his heart was thumping in his chest.

However, envy quickly filled his chest, seeing that some of the boys were staring at Elise. But, he controlled himself, knowing that he had something none of them did: her. They may be able to stare all they like, but Mark was the one fucking her... or, at least, he was going to. And this only meant to stoke the passion inside him.
 
The rest of the class slowly started to hand in their sheets with slightly nervous looks, despite the fact that the test was relatively unimportant in the grand scheme of things. Most of the boys took the route closest to Elise's desk and she seemed pretty amused by this, doodling on a piece of paper in her notebook. The chatter started up in the class and she stretched, giving him a glimpse of her stomach as she did - and the rest of the class. Her 'scheme' of sorts was to act like she was just flirty in general rather than only flirty towards her teacher.

Her eyes caught the desk and memories came flooding back, memories that made desire pool in her stomach when she remembered what he ad done to her on there.
 
Mark collected the quizzes, stacking them on the desk and pushing them away. He allowed the class a free period now; he wasn't usually this carefree, but he had more important things on his mind.

His breath seemed to be caught in his throat as Elise stretched, catching a fleeting glimpse of her taut stomach, and remembered how her flesh tasted and when he kissed her navel. The thought made him bite his lip softly, and smirked.

He noticed how she looked at the desk, and knew that she was thinking of the day before. How much, he wondered, was she in torment, wanting this as much as he did?
 
The rest of the class relaxed and got into a chatty atmosphere and Elise joined them, trying to hide her own inner torment. All she could think about was his hands on her body and her hands on his, the way they seemed to mold perfectly to each other and how she just wanted him inside her...

The ache in her crotch got worse and she just wanted to fuck him, for god's sake. She'd only known him for what, a day? Not even that and yet me suddenly meant more to her than quite a lot of people in her life right now. She didn't even have the cover of the desk like he had so she couldn't just run a finger down herself, she had to wait.
 
The bell rang not long after, and Mark watched as the students left, and left a faint smirk pass his lips as Elise left, making sure it wasn't caught by anyone else.

Mark was excited for the next class. Not because of the students; no, he knew that Elise had P.E. and would be outside once more. Now, now that she knew he would be watching, would anything be different? The question lingered as he taught class, glancing out of the window once in a while.
 
The second day of PE brought more choices, as they were allowing the students to try out a lot od the sports they had on offer before choosing and today Elise had opted for dance, something she knew she could actually make a decent attempt at. Up until a couple of years ago she had practised dancing, so she knew how it went down.

She cast a purposeful glance up at where she knew his classroom was and started her stretches, taking longer than she usually would on them in her short shorts and tank top.
 
As Mark taught his class, he noticed that Elise was finally out. It looked as if she was going to try dance; oh, this will be fantastic. He sat on his desk as he waited for students to finish their quizzes and looked out the window, biting his lip as she stretched, revealing her long legs and her breasts moving as she did so, and how her ginger hair cascaded down her shoulders.
 
The girls were paired up between themselves and they put the music on, letting the girls get a feel for it before giving them the topic of a 'sensual' dance. Yep, the headteacher here was definitely a pervert, but Elise didn't mind at all. She and the pretty dark haired girl she was paired with who happened to know a thing or two about dancing herself and they took themselves off to a more secluded area under the trees, Elise not letting Mark see the 'performance' before it was ready.

When it came to the time to show off what they'd actually done, Elise and Savannah were...well, by far the best.
They threw themselves into it quite passionately and it involved a lot of running hands over bodies, with Savannah's ands tracing the gentle curves of Elise and Elise even lifting Savannah into the air a couple of times. Their dance was definitely...well, sensual.
 
Mark quirked an eyebrow as Elise selected another girl for what he assumed was a dance. He wondered what the music was when he saw Elise and the other girl go to somewhere out of his vision, and frowned in disappointment.

However, his eyes tracked as Elise and the other walked into view and began their routine. It was entirely jaw-dropping as he watched them press into each other and ran their hands on their curves, leaving much to the imagination. Unfortunately, as attention-drawing it was to Mark, it also drew the eyes of some of the other people in class. Mark was growing aroused, and so he sat behind his desk. "Pay attention!" he barked angrily, and turned his head back to Elise. Shit, she was doing this on purpose...
 
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