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After Class (Misa x Wanderer)

MisaLaVan

MisaLaVan

Make me your queen, fuck me like your whore.
Joined
Nov 12, 2013
Location
NeverEverLand
Miss. Isabella Harper was just out of school, it was her first job as a teacher and she was already finding herself in trouble. Her red hair was pulled into a neat bun and her white button up top hugged her body just right. She looked at Andrew and smiled as she took him in. He was a handsome boy and she had been flirting with him for months now. There was just something about the boy that made her want to ... well ... to fuck him. She stood slowly and pulled her skirt down a bit, it was a black pin skirt. She walked toward him, her hells clicking on the floor. She placed her hand on his shoulder as she looked at the work he was doing. The day was almost over and she had made up her mind, that today she was going to see what she could start with the boy. She leaned down and whispered in his ear. "Stay after class Andrew." She stood up and walked down the row of desk. She knew all the other boys were looking at her, she was a sexy woman and knew how to work it.
 
Andrew was a bit of a nerd. He liked writing, reading, and video games. He looked at a LOT of porn, mostly MILF and Teen stuff, though he had hardly been kissed by a girl himself. But he was horny and interested in that sort of thing. But Miss. Harper...well, she was his favorite teacher and smoking hot too. There always seemed to be something between them. Well, she was always flirting with him. It made him blush. He didn't really know how to respond.

He was focused on his work when she leaned over and whispered into his ear. It made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, his eyes widening. He nearly panicked, wondering what it was that he had done to get himself in trouble. He had no idea, of course, and began making up crazy reasons. Eventually he managed to calm down. He would find out soon enough. The end of class couldn't come soon enough.
 
Miss. Harper made her way back to the front of the class, her hand brushed against Andrew's side. "Ok class, do pages 50 to 60. I will see you tomorrow" With that the bell rang. She turned, leaning against her desk right in front of where Andrew sat. She called for the last student to shut the door behind them and smiled sweetly at Andrew. "You have done nothing wrong Andrew" She told him light, sure the nerdy boy had panicked slightly. She smiled sweetly at him and moved to sit partly on his desk. "Your such a good student, and I wish everyone was like you." She said lightly. She was still a little unsure of how she was going to approach him. "I just ... well I wanted to reward you, is there anything you want?" She asked lightly.
 
Andrew sat at his desk, confused. He wasn't in trouble, so why was he being held after class? The implications of her words, the sexual conotations, went directly over his head. He tilted said head a little to the side as he contemplated how to respond. "Well...I don't think you'd stop making me do homework for the rest of the year." He responds, an honest answer to what he thought was an honest question. "So...maybe I can skip the next test or get an additional grade point above whatever I have already?"
 
She couldn't help but let out a giggle. "Your cute" She said lightly. She stood up and looked down at him. Cleanly the boy needed a more forward offer. "You can skip the next test. Though I'm sure you would of passed it anyways" She reached up slowly and undid the top two buttons of her shirt. "There is ... something else I wanted to reward you with." She knelled down beside him and rested her hand on his leg, giving him the perfect view of her breast. "A reward that would have to stay between us." Her hand moved lightly against his thigh, hoping he would get the idea. Her brown eyes where locked on his face, looking for his reaction.
 
He was pretty certain he would have passed it too. He just hated wasting time filling out all the answers. He was always done well ahead of everyone else and often sat there for a while, waiting for somebody else to finish the test and hand it in. He always hated being first. His eyes grew wide, though, as she undid two buttons of her blouse and knelt before him, running her hand up his thigh. His cock began to stir unbidden in response. "Wha...what do you...mean?" He asks, stuttering a little as his heart began to race. Was she...was she offering...sex? He must be dreaming if she was.
 
She smiled as he stuttered, leaning forward so she could whisper him. "I want to reward with something only a woman can give you.... something that must stay between us. "Her lips brushed against his ear as she spoke. Her hand had stilled on his thigh as she moved to fully unbutton her top with her free hand. "I want to reward you with my body ..... Anything you want.... " She pulled back so he could see her large breast, now only covered by a red bra. She smiled up at him and sent him a wink. "Would you like that." Her voice was soft, filled with lust as she spoke to him. Her brown eyes looked over his face and she couldn't help but lick her lips.
 
Andrew was speechless. The hottest teacher ever was coming onto him! She didn't even need to touch him and he was already sporting a full on woody. It was tenting the front of his jeans easily already - he certainly wasn't small in that department. He couldn't look her in the face but his eyes were glued to her breasts as she unbuttoned her blouse and exposed her bra to him. He was frozen to his chair, unable to move or make a sound. He did managed to nod his head - a universal language for YES!
 
Miss Harper smiled at his nod and shocked look. She leaned forward to be face to face with him. "You have to promise not to tell anyone" she said lightly. She brought her hand up and brushed her finger tips along his jaw. She looked down and smiled at the tent he had. "You can call me Isabella when we are alone... maybe if you keep doing so well we can do more things ... outside of school." As she spoke she lowered herself to her knees. Isabella loved to please people, it was what turned her on more then anything. Her fingers slid up his thigh and she worked to undo his pants. "I'll take it easy on you today." She winked at him as she freed his harden member.
 
He stared on in disbelief. 'Isabella." He repeats the name for the first time. He watched, as if in slow motion, as she began to undo his pants and pulled out his stiff cock. It was 8 inches, fully hard, and decently thick around too. Despite not having a girlfriend, he kept himself shaved like he saw in all the porno's he had watched. No one seemed to have hair down their these days so why not copy them too? Slowly, he reached out with one hand and touched her breast through her lace bra. It felt marvelous. He squeezed it a bit harder, slowly becoming more awake and aware of what was starting to happen to him.
 
She smiled and nodded when he repeated her name. She moved and freed his harden member from his pants. She was shocked to see his clean shaven dick, and by how large he was. She looked up at him as he reached out to touch her breast. She moaned as he squeezed it a little harder. "You like that?" She reached up and pulled the bra now, letting him see her full breast. She leaned forward and let the tip of her tongue move gently over the head of his member. Moaning as she did so before she spoke. "You promise not to tell anyone right?"
 
He stroked his fingers over her exposed nipple, squeezing and massaging her breast now that her bra was away. "I promise..." He murmurs, his attention drawn to her mouth as she rolled her tongue over the head of his cock. No one would believe him anyway - who would believe that the class nerd got head from a hot teacher? No one, thats who. It would be his little secret. He spread his legs a little wider, more then eager for her to continue.
 
"Good boy" She cooed and moaned as he teased her breast and nipples. She smirked when his legs opened wider and she wasted no time. She took him fully into her mouth, sucking hard against his member. Her tongue wrapping around the harden flesh as she worked her head up and down. She pulled away for moment, licking at his balls before taking his cock back into her mouth. Her hands rubbed along his thigh as she moaned against him. Her brown eyes looked toward him and watched his reaction.
 
Andrew had never had his cock sucked before. He couldn't help but moan with pleasure as his teacher sucked his. Her head bobbed up and down along his length, even taking the time to lick his balls. Her hands rubbed his inner thighs and he knew he wasn't going to last long. But did anyone their first time? "Oh... Miss..Isabelle..." He murmurs. "That...I'm...going to....cum...soon..." He manages to squeak out, aroused and ashamed at the same time.
 
Isabella smiled up at him and pulled back just enough to speak. "Thats good... you cum for me.... let me swallow it." She told him. Her tongue rolled around the base of his cock before she once more took him into her mouth. She sucked a little harder and her head moved faster. She rub the inside of his leg as she worked to make him cum. The head of his member brushed slightly against the back of her throat as she gave him the best blow job she could.
 
Andrew tried to prolong his orgasm for as long as he possibly could, but now she was sucking on him, urging him to cum. It didn't take long for him to cry out with pleasure. His cock swelled and pulsated as it filled her mouth with spurt after spurt of his hot, sticky seed. His first blowjob could be chalked up to his teacher! Even after expending his first load, his cock remained hard in her mouth.
 
Isabella eyes widen as she felt his seed hit the back of her throat. She swallowed hard, taking it all in, though after he was done she found him still hard. She smiled as she pulled back licking her lips. "How was that Andrew?" she asked lightly. Her hand still rubbed lightly at his thigh. She leaned forward to be face to face with him. "Your such a handsome boy" she cooed before giving him a gentle kiss.
 
"That was...good." He responds, a little breathless and a little lost for words. He gently kissed her back and then felt rather awkward. Was he supposed to do something in return? Or were they done for the day? Should he tuck his penis back into his pants? He didn't know how this sort of thing worked.
 
Isabella smiled and gave the boy a kiss. She could see the awkwardness over coming him. She kissed him again before speak. "You don't need to over think this..." She said lightly. She stood up and his face was level with her breast. She looked at the time and let out a light sigh. "Sadly I have a teach meeting" She leaned forward so she could whisper in his ear. "Why don't you stop by class tomorrow at lunch" She took his hand and slipped it under her skirt, letting him feel her warm wet pussy. "We can see what other rewards I have for you." She kissed just under his ear before standing up. With a wink she fixed herself up so she could head to the meeting. Though she passed him a bit of paper with her number on it, telling him to call or text her whenever he wanted.
 
His mouth dropped open as she made him touch her wet pussy. Had she really been that aroused from sucking him off? He quietly tucked his arousal back into his pants and stood, grabbing his bag and pocketing the slip of paper with her number on it. "Ok. Thank you." He says, not really sure what you said after what they had done. He smiled weakly and walked across the room to leave. His heart was racing and he panted to catch his breath once outside her classroom.

Later that evening he jerked off to the memory of what she had done during the day and the promise of what she'd do tomorrow at lunch.
 
Isabella giggle a bit at how cute Andrew was, thanking her. The meeting was boring and all she could think of was Andrew. She could only hope he would keep his promise and not tell anyone. By the time she got home she knew she would need to please herself. She wanted to take her time with Andrew, tease him. There was a part of her that wished he had texted her, but none came. Morning came and she found herself excited to see Andrew. This time she wore a red button up shirt and short black skirt. She didn't bother with panties or a bra. She sat in her classroom, waiting for school to get started she still had half an hour before any students showd up.
 
Andrew arrived at school in jeans and t-shirt. He was anxious for lunch time and his next meeting with Miss...Isabelle. He had to call her that. He didn't have class with her until after lunch so it would be interesting to see what she had in store for him. As lunch period rolled around, her tried to steel his nerves as he approached her office. He knocked on the door, only entering once she gave him permission.
 
Isabella looked to the door and called for who knocked to enter. "Andrew." She smield and turned her seat so she could face him. "Shut the door and lock it please." She stood up and walked toward him. "How are you feeling to do? Is this something you wish to keep doing?" She asked lightly. She knew no normal teenage boy would turn her down.
 
Andrew turned and locked the door behind him before walking over to her. He glanced over her, looking her up and down, his cock already stirring with arousal at the thought of what was to come. He nodded his head in response to her question. Who didn't want to mess around with one of their hot, older teachers?
 
She smiled at Andrew and walked over to him. "Come here sexy boy." She said in a sexy tone. She cupped the back of his head and pulled him into a kiss. It started out gentle and soon she licked at his lips, wanting entry into his mouth. The kiss lasted for minutes, until she needed to breath. Breaking the kiss she smiled as him, letting her hand slip toward his she tugged him to her chair. She took a seat and smiled at him. "You tasted so good yesterday ... I thought you like to taste me." She sat back and lifted her skirt, showing her bare clean shaven pussy. "I thought you might enjoy knowing I didn't wear a bra or panties just for you."
 
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