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Handsome Teacher and The Rebel (me and xWickedBlackLace)

desertpaladin

desertpaladin

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Lawrence smiled as he continued his lecture though he saw a few kids getting bored he knew this was something they had to learn, he was a history teacher after all. "So you see the dark ages themselves were not exactly as dark as described, during the beginning there was a lot of community sharing, where everyone would work the land in the town and everyone would get their cut, even neighbirs worked eachothers land for things they needed like barrels from a cooper or horseshoes from a blacksmith" he cleared his throught "it was not until the rule of some later kings that we really get more of the dark ages, it could probably be blamed on the vikings, since the towns were mostly just small places looking out for eachother they did not seem to inspect invaders in the northern areas, so when they did invade they made more and more knights until there were just too many. Then kings, nobles, etc. just set them loose on eachother for selfish reasons. That is when the dark ages truely began rather than what the book says in my opinion" it was just then the bell rang and he smiled "Right on que, alright class dismissed"

The students all left one after another as the 27 year old man sighed as he sat back in his chair a little tired after a long day of giving out lectures to a majority who were just there because they had to be. But then again this was high school, not to many classes were ones that you wanted to take. Though he smiled a little bit as his hand brushed a bit of short brown hair away from his handsome hazel eyes, the man was quite handsome, looking like he could have made a great athlete by his physique. He had a perfect 6 pack and he had just an all around athletic looking body, probably thanks to morning and afternoon jogs he had started when he was young to stay in shape. He had been in track and field when he had been in high school not long ago and he was a great runner and with the throwing events he was just amazing. And here he was, back at his old high school, wearing a nice shirt, some nice pants, a belt and a tie. He never pictured that until his second semester into college, it was then he had decided to become a teacher and he admits it was a little hard but he was happy to be back teaching his favorite subject from back then, history.

There was only one little problem with this though, it was that he had a crush on one of his students. She is in his last period class that was just dismissed and she was a rebelious girl, though she always seemed to do his work and was quite intellegent, hell the two talked after class now and again and got into some fun discussions, it was clear they were friends but he often found himself wanting more than that, as she invaded his dreams often. Giving a small sigh he leaned back and he just decided to relax, and see if she wanted to talk today.
 
As soon as the dismissal bell rang, Bridget was out of her seat. It was hard for her to stay in the same place for long periods of time. Besides, she was longing to gravitate to the man in front of her. The way he gave lectures, and the way he looked while he was giving them, well...it was all a bit too much to resist lately. Since her mother commited suicide, she had been emancipated and given the apartment they lived in. It was difficult to focus in this class for obvious reasons. It was hard to neglect the way the teacher's muscles rippled and moved beneath that clothing of his, and it was hard to neglect what those same muscles would look like pounding into her. And if she didn't focus, she would lose her emancipation and would be promptly placed in a foster home. She didn't have long though, she had to make it to the strip club by 7. She was opening, afterall.

Soft footsteps treaded lightly on the tile on the way to his desk. Clean black heels padding in a constant quiet rythym along with the sway of the 16 year old girl's steps. Another, softer, noise could be heard as she walked. A small silver chain was draped across her hips. She wore it over a black, ripped up skirt. Fishnet stockings gracefully adorned her legs and her shirt fell off of her slender shoulders also fishnetted and see-through. All that could be seen was a red tank top that covered her rather large breasts and the bottom of the shirt even cut off to show her midsection. She was short, about 5'3. Her skin was pale, perfectly smooth and unblemished. As if you could carve cold white marble and breathe life into it. Around her neck was a thin chain, a dulled silver, perhaps constructed of a lead based metal instead, a small pendant tucked under her netted shirt. She appeared one to avoid the sun. Long black coloured locks hung pin straight in layers to her mid-back. Her fingers toyed idolently with one of the 6 ear piercings she had in her left ear. It was about the same on the right. Her belly was pierced too. And she had a tattoo running across both of her hips, but those weren't so visable at school. Her hazel eyes showed a tad bit of admiration as she walked along the side the desk and met her teacher's gaze, glancing in on the quaint business that lay on the other side of his desk in the form of paperwork.

"History isn't my best subject."

This was a lie. It was her best subject. She loved mideval times. She clicked her silver tongue ring against her teeth. It wasn't a nervous habit. Just a habit in general.

"I think I may fail the midterm."
 
Lawrence gave a small laugh "Now that is the funniest joke I have heard in a while" he said as he sat up and he placed his elbows on the desk as he looked at her 'You know you are my best student" he began "and who would believe that with all the A's you get" he smiled at her, his eyes checking her out when he could. she was the picture of perfection in his eyes. A woman with no equal who had a perfect body, a canvas which was adorned with metal and paint yet still retained its natural beauty... a truely one of a kind piece. In truth he wanted to do more than just talk with her but he knew that was a shady subject... if he even hinted at it too much he could get into some major trouble with not just the school, but the police as well.

However he found himself hinting at it as he said "well then, you say you think you will fail? I take it you are going to want some extra credit then?" he asked with a small smile, thinking that his small joke to the porn industry was a little clever as he sat there looking at her.
 
"Aren't you witty?" It was a totally inappropriate thing for a teacher to say. God, did she love that he had taken the time to say it though. Sex was beautiful to her, as she expressed with her own decently sized breasts and feminine hips on a daily basis. Bridget was no stranger to the porn industry, so any jokes of the sort were difficult for her to miss. It was a living. She ran her hand through her glossy black locks a few times, then tapped her finger to her cheek bone. A small deviant smile played idolently with her exotic, red lips. Hazel eyes took in all of him, and she had to take a moment to appreciate everything that was underneath the cloths that adorned his body. How hard did he work for that physique? What did he looke like when he was running? Working out?

"I think I may fail." she admitted, trying her best to dismiss the joke. She leaned over his desk slightly, a small bit of pale flesh exposed just above her breasts. It was a teasing amount, but enough to give way of what could be hiding beneath her own clothes. It wasn't intentional. It was more or less just nature for her. "Is there anything you may suggest for extra credit?"
 
He blushed a bit, he was clearly interested in her as his eyes did wander but he had great self restraint as he kept his eyes on hers as much as he could and he said "In truth I am not sure what I can do. I mean I know you do well in my class, you are clearly a very intelligent girl" he looked at her as he then continued "I mean I do not give out extra credit normally... I figure that if students are going to slack off they shouldn't and I can't just give it out because it would make other students start to get mad when I do not give them extra credit" he was trying to stay professional... I mean if was getting hard but he could literally do nothing, she had to make the first move and god if she did... he knew he would just lose it...

God how he hated his position, true that them getting together would be illegal anyway thanks to her being 16 but he wanted her. Her body was perfect in his eyes and he wanted it. But if he acted on those feelings and they were not returned, if he was getting a false feeling from her then he could and more than likely would lose his job at least... so he waited for her to make the first move.
 
Bridget tapped the small stud on her own nose idolently, standing independantly from the desk now. Her cleavage shifted back to it's normal position on her chest and she shifted her weight to her right leg. Her left toe tapped the floor and she crossed her ankles. It gave the illusion that her legs were longer, not that the heels weren't already doing the job for her. "You are the one with the grade book." she said watching him. There was something that was causing some tension in his muscles. There was something he was not telling her, and she was able to easily read this in his body language. Especially within the past few moments.

It took her a little bit to figure it out but suddenly she realized what he may be suggesting. A sudden look of realization came to her face. "Oh." she said, smiling. Sauntering over to the classroom door, she pushed it shut and made sure the lock clicked before her gaze flickered back towards him. "Are you sure? I mean, you could get caught." She sauntered back over to the desk, her hips moving as though she was on the cat walk. When she arrived at the desk, she propped herself up on top and grabbed himself by the color. Skillfull, pale hands worked quickly to undo the first few buttons at the top, and loosen his tie.
 
He smiled when she moved to the door and came back to undo some of his clothes as he said "I know... but that is what makes it more exciting" he said as he moved one of his hands to rub her thigh, right on the inside as he was sliding up and down it, pushing her skirt up a bit as he did so and he smiled as he wanted her, and he was so happy that she wanted him back. His eyes now openly looked over her body and she would be able to see a very large buldge in his pants as he watched her unbutton the buttons of his shirt, exposing a bit of his torso to her. She would be able to see his six pack, his very built body as he then stood and he moved around the desk until he stood before her and he grinned. His shirt was open and his tie was loose but both stayed on. His hands went to her fishnet top and her tanktop as he was beginning to pull both off her body.
 
Ah, as her suspicions were confirmed she decided a better placement would be on his lap at that moment. She moved her entire body, strong and graceful as a dancer would be and flipped her hair back a bit. The angle at which she was tilting her head gave her eyes a more mysterious compliment than normal. It was seductive, fully. She would've ripped off his shirt if he didn't need to put it back on. This would be awkward and creepy if he weren't so damned attractive...so she made the most of her own fantasies. Her hands began to slide downward rather quickly, tugging at his belt buckle. Skillfully, she undid his hands with ease and began to massage his hips with a slow revelation of her own.

"Mmn...What do you like?" she whispered, he voice low and seductive. It was sweet, as if molasses and other sweet things could move through the air with ease. She reached up to her own bra and unclasped it, a slow striptease as she moved against him, her breasts spilling out before him. They were both pierced with metal hoops, the contrast made her pale skin look more beautiful.
 
He smiled as he watched her, she was so good at what she did he didn't even think twice about anything they were doing being wrong. He watched as she began to massage his hips after his belt hit the floor and he smiled, that is before her perfect bust bounced free in front of him and he smiled, moving closer to her as he kissed her softly, passionatly on the lips. When his lips came back he smiled "I want to make love to you... I want to do everything with you..." he grinned a little as his arms wrapped around her nude torso and pulled her closer so that her bust and her nipple rings pressed against his strong chest. He smiled at her as his hands moved down and began to rub her ass, giving it a nice squeeze as he said "I want you naked... and I want to fuck you until dawn" he said but he knew he couldn't, unless she came back to his place... he knew about her parents being gone but he was not about to ask that of her just in case she felt weird about it. He grinned as he stood, picking her up in his arms as he did and he brushed the papers off his desk as he lay her back on it and he began to kiss her, his hands moving to remove her skirt and panties.
 
She was not normally aroused by 'clients' but there was something about the chill of this man's words that made her skin ripple with goose pumps. Still, she kept her composure and she slowly smirked at him, licking her lips as her body began to slide down his, and out of his arms.

"Really now?" She grabbed at his pants and tugged them off, a slow purr escaping her throat as she kissed his thigh, her lips vibrating against his skin as she nipped and teased the skin around a much fleshier organ. Her breasts brushed against his dick as she began to press her tongue in small circles, teasing his abdomen and her mouth slowly moved closer to a more pleasureful area. For some reason she was eager. With a sudden movement, she took him between her lips, tightening them around the length of him, taking him deep into her throat. Her tongue played with the flesh underneath his length.
 
He smiled as he watched her drop to her knees and drop his pants exposing his cock to her. Needless to say he was a big boy being around if not longer than a foot and his cocks thickness was rather nice too. When she kissed his thigh he felt himself moan since his cock was practically hovering, hard as a rock above her head where she kissed. As she kissed around her got harder and harder and when he felt her soft chest, her cold nipple rings pressing against his thighs, and her lips and tongue running over his six pack, he was so hard by the time she went down to suck on him he was actually pointing skywards.

Her lips felt divine, or like such sin but it felt soo good that it felt divine. His hand went to rest on top of her head as her lips tightened around the throbbing member, her tongue playing with the underside like she was trying to coax his cum out from him. He grinned as he stood there and he moaned out yes. Hell he was finally enjoying the woman he wanted sucking him off... and in truth he could not wait to fill those pretty lips of hers with his seed.
 
Her lips were wrapped tightly around him and she sucked at him, slid them up and down, quickening her pace and slowing it to a teasing hault to take the tip of him in her mouth and tease him with her tongue. Not too soon after, she took all of him in her mouth, her throat, and gave him all over her effort. It was as though she could extract from his cock, everything she needed to survive. Loving the taste of him, she moaned, eagerly, lips vibrating against him. Her hand worked the other end of him as her lips moved, creating an enchanting rhythm together. She couldn't wait for his orgasm...to taste all of him. The other hand shot up and she clawed at his abdomen, lips smirking as they worked.
 
As she began his royal treatment he could not help but moan. His legs actually almost seemed to tremble as he felt all of the blood in his body get pumped into his cock. He was rock hard for her lips as she played around with him like he was some lolipop. He grinned as she teased him but when the entire thing went into the girls mouth his eyes widened. Most women he had been with had never been able to do that with his massive meat and that made him want her more. He soon came shooting his cum down her throught and into her stomach while she still got the sweet taste of his seed in her mouth.

Grinning he watched her as he gently pulled his cock from her mouth and he looked down at her, a small air of dominance surrounding him as he said "bend over... on my desk..." he moved back a bit as he stood, mostly naked save his open shirt and his tie. He wanted to just take her now, to make her his.
 
She snaked up his body, making certain their skin remained with contact the entire time. "Who am I to refuse your wishes?" she teased, kissing him and taking his bottom lip gently between her own. She nibbled on it, her tongue piercing gently brushing the soft flesh of his own tongue.

But slowly she pressed her back to his chest, grabbing him by the forearms and wrapping them tightly around her body as she bended over for him. She placed his hands on her breasts. "Fuck me." she whispered, then grinned.
 
The massive member slid deep inside of her, his thrust powerful and dominating as his hands squeezed her chest, showing just how good his hands were as he began to play with them. His cock thrust in deeper and deeper inside of her. He loved how she clearly wanted him more than anything and he was more than happy to give her everything that she wanted, since all he had wanted for the longest time was her.

His thrusts were powerful and fast, the desk moving with each thrust as he leaned down, moving some of her hair with one hand very quick he began to lick and bite at her neck as he kept pounding into her. His entire body working now to bring them both to an orgasam.
 
Bridget cried out for him, moaning as he slipped inside of her. She squeezed herself tightly around him and arched her back, trying to keep as quiet as she possibly good. Exhilaration pumped through her blood, hot in her veins as she thought about the possibility of being caught. It drove her even more. It built up the sweet pressure between her legs as she was so wet for him, lubrication wouldn't have been necessary even if they had it on hand. She moved against his rhythm, creating it with him, quickening...moving faster for him, eager.

"Fuck..." she breathed, voice erotic and breathless. "You feel so fucking good." she said, her hands gripping the backs of his tightly. She slid her hands up and traced her pleasure in half moons on his forearms, digging into him as she breathed for him.
 
He grinned a bit, acting a bit cocky now as his cock thrust deeper and deeper inside of her. The lubrication nice but just the power alone of his thrusts made it almost unnecessary. That he would be going this fast if her body had wanted it or not. He grinned as her body just completely reacted to his touch. His hands groping her chest more, his hands roughly handling her with lust but he also seemed to tease her still, to show that this was not just carnal sex for him as his fingers still played around with her nipples, pulling on the rings a bit to stimulate her more.

As she responded to each thrust he moved one hand up quickly to turn her head, with the two still in a technical doggiestyle this made this hard to do normally. His hand moved her head to look at him as his lips made contact with her own and he pulled her in for a passionate kiss as his hips kept thrusting against hers, her ass slapping against his abs with each thrust. "Better be quiet though" he grinned "otherwise the janitors might hear..." he moved closer "if you want to be able to scream then you should come by my place tonight"
 
To keep herself from screaming she bit into her own shoulder. The feel of his hands on her breasts, fingers toying with the metal rings, raised that familiar feeling of delicious pressure. It built between her legs, and she swore at that moment that she may orgasm before him. She'd never truly orgasmed for a male, and it was a new experience. The world around them dulled, but still she heard his words clearly. Seconds? She never gave a 'customer' seconds. But the prospect made her smile. Except her features were occupied with the intense pleasure that shot through her body...

"Y-Yes. God yes." she said, her legs trembling for him as he brought her closer.
 
He grinned as he listened to her loud excited moans before he gently placed a finger to her lips "hush now... try to hold back the moans' he whispered to her as he kept thrusting harder and harder until he could not hold back. Grinning he had held out long enough to feel her climax before he pulled from her, his right hand moving down to her pussy instantly to push two fingers inside to help her ride out her orgasam as he came shooting his hot, sticky seed all along her ass and back.

He smiled down at her as he said 'now that was fun" he grinned as her as he used his left hand to give her ass a firm spank "and I can tell you, that you continue this kind of work and you will pass with flying colors."
 
A smile spread across her face, from cheek to cheek, as her ass was slapped. The delicious pain shot through her body, then she turned around and pressed herself against his chest, still exposed and bare. "Mmn. I think I can do that for you, sexy." she purred, licking her lips then kissing him.

"Are you sure it was to your liking?" she teased, walking over and picking up her clothing."
 
He watched her body respond to him and he pulled her closer when she had kissed him. When she began to get dressed he grinned and he nodded "more than you could know" he said as one of his hands moved to her pussy, his middle and ring fingers sliding from the clit to the other end of her pussy as he began to get dressed before he quickly wrote his address down on a piece of paper "do you think you will be able to come stay the night with me?' he asked with a small grin
 
"Well, after work." She looked at the piece of paper, then looked up at him. There was no way she could skip on work that night. The extra cash was absolutely necessary. "Though I'm warning you, it may be late. I'll try to get off early. I wouldn't mind staying with you. Keeping you company. You are a delight." she teased, walking over and tugging at his tie playfully. She took on the responsibility of being the one to button up his shirt.
 
He smiled as she did and he looked at her as he said "well whenever you are able to come by please do" he said his hands reaching around and grabbing her ass "I am going to enjoy having someone around to help keep me company" he said as he pulled her in for one more kiss. He then helped her by handing her backpack to her as he said "now you might want to go, don't want to be late to work" hell if he knew what she did he would have thought twice about saying that.
 
Bridged watched him, her eyes taking somewhat of a softness with each moment she held him in her gaze. She could tell there would really be a soft spot beneath her edgy, metal-adorned exterior. She nodded, a very small gesture but she never took her eyes off of him. "I will...give you a call when I get off of work?"

She backed up, then gave him one last smile before she disappeared behind the frame of the door.

- - - - -

It was a very productive night at work, but she made some excuse so that she could open the show and go home. The only downside was that she had to work extra hard to make up the cash for the lost hours. She had even taken on some extra costomers for a few other 'dirty deeds'. Though, it brought in the desired extra cash flow...she didn't feel right about it. It felt wrong after her session after school. Clients were clients, but everybody else in the world seemed to dull.

She was released rather early...she made sure she had time to change into jeans and a ripped up t-shirt. The area just above her breasts were torn to expose the top of her cleavage. The midriff was shredded as well. She looked as she normally did, but she carried the clothes she used for dancing in her bag. Normally it was a means to escape, express herself atristically by using her body in a feminine way. Normally she never wanted to leave the club, but tonight she was eager to go where she was invited.

She made her way to his house by walking there and knocked on the door.
 
He smiled and he nodded to what she had said as he sighed and he gathered his things and then decided to head home. He was there for a little while before he heard the knock on her door and he stood as he walked to it smiling as he saw her there and he let her inside before he closed the door behind her. His hand went to her ass as if drawn by magnets "Hello again" he said softly as he moved a bit closer to her before he pulled her in for a gentle kiss and he then moved back a bit "so are you just wanting to jump streight to the bedroom? or do you want a grand tour?" he asked as he looked at her.
 
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