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This Is Graded (Raziel+Gondolina)

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Gondolina

Super-Earth
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Jun 16, 2009
The streetlamps flashed by past her car window at regular intervals. The speedometer almost seemed stuck at a safe speed that she had been taught to drive at. The young Miss Mackenzie Saunders peered through her black-framed glasses at the road in front of her, her eyes dull and showing obvious signs of fatigue from the long and harrowing day at Lincoln High School. Sometimes, she didn't know why she signed up for the job. The hours were ridiculous, there wasn't any overtime pay and worst of all, those teenagers - she sometimes wondered if they weren't really the number one cause of death from prolonged pain and suffering in the United States. In fact, Mackenzie was making her way now to visiting the parents of one particularly problematic senior boy. He was constantly slacking off at the back of her English class, and his grades had taken the toll badly. The principal had called her in today to bring this to her attention, as well as slap a warning threat on her head that if something wasn't done about this soon - she might find herself suddenly and rudely unemployed. Then again, Mackenzie wondered if that wasn't at all an attractive alternative.

Pulling up at the address, Mackenzie looked at the comfortable-sized house in front of her. The living room lights were on, at least, so someone was home. She pulled a piece of paper out of her handbag just to double check the address, and satisfying herself that it was correct, she climbed out of her car and locked it. Mackenzie walked towards the front door, pulling her pencil skirt straight and checking that the plain white blouse she had on was properly tucked in. Her dirty blonde hair had been pinned tightly into a bun, and she looked every inch the proper, young teacher that she was - but probably didn't want to be.

Finally arriving at the front door, Mackenzie rapped the door with the bones of her knuckles, and stood outside awaiting a reply. She ran through what she needed to tell the parents in her head, wishing that she could get this over and done with so she could go back to her boring little apartment and plunge into a much-deserved sleep.
 
Alexander was home alone. His father had done exactly as he had asked him, which was send a request to the principal to have his english teacher come over for dinner to talk about grades. As it was, Alexander was the only child, and his parents were gone. As in, not coming back gone. Nobody knew, but he lived in the house alone. One day, his parents just said screw it and left to have their own fun, leaving him enough money to take care of the house until he was out of college, and disappeared. They checked in, e-mailing him and checking grades. But they did what he asked them, when he did ask.

He was finishing a dish of Feduchini Alfredo when he heard the door knock, and he moved to it. He was a little tired from work, since he had to work to support eating and whatever else he wanted. "Ah, Miss Saunders, come in! Down the hall is the dining room, have a seat. My parents are gone, and I dont know how long it will be for them to get home, but they said to start dinner without them. They should be back in a hour or two." He turned from her and headed back to the kitchen. "What would you like to drink?"
 
Mackenzie was more than a little startled to see Alexander - seemingly alone in the large house. Her bewilderment gave way to disappointment and some annoyance. Now she had to waste her time sitting around waiting for inconsiderate parents and be civil to their teenage child in the process. Calm down, Mackenzie, she thought to herself, you'll be home before you know it. Alexander greeted her politely, which was yet another surprise since she didn't hear much of him in class. In fact, she realised that his voice wasn't very familiar to her as the other more - enthusiastic students in her class were. As she walked into the house, she realised that it was minimally but comfortably furnished, as if it wasn't very occupied very often. Wondering about this, but deciding to keep her rude thoughts to herself, Mackenzie followed Alex down into the kitchen.

"Thank you Alex, a glass of water will do," said Mackenzie as she entered the dining room. A plate of unfinished pasta lay solitary at one of the places on the table, and for a moment Mackenzie felt a little sorry for Alex. It seemed as if he was used to eating alone in this relatively large house. She put her handbag on the table and sat at the seat opposite Alex's plate. "Did your parents mention that I was coming to visit?"
 
He watched her follow him into the kitchen, cursing her in his mind for not listening. but she soon moved into the adjoining dining room, and he breathed a sigh of relieve. "Yes, they did tell me that you were coming tonight. Hence why I went out of the way to make a large meal." He pulled out a hidden bottle, making sure she wasn't able to see it, and put a few of the tablets into her plate of food, stirring it in so it dissolved, making sure she couldn't see it. As a added precaution, he put one in her glass of water when she wasn't looking, stirring it until it was dissolved without a trace, and bringing both the plate and her glass of water to the table, putting it down in front of her before sitting at his plate.

He slowly started to eat, eyes going back and forth from looking at her to looking at his food. "They said you were coming to discuss my grades." The aphrodisiac would start working as soon as she ate it, but it would take a few minutes for it to kick in.
 
"Yes, yes, your grades," said Mackenzie as she absent mindedly took a gulp of the water that Alex had set in front of her. "You do know that you haven't been doing very well this semester, don't you, Alex? What do you do all day that makes you so sleepy in my class anyway? And -"

Mackenzie felt a new sensation sweeping over her. She wasn't sure if it was a natural reaction. She stared at the teenage boy calmly eating his pasta in front of her and began to worry. Her heart rate was increasing rapidly and she felt her face flush, her breathing became quick and rapid. The most alarming change, however, was the sudden throbbing she felt in her clitoris. She crossed her legs, hoping to suppress the feeling - what was going on? Mackenzie never felt so horny so suddenly, and the sensation was something she preferred to keep as private as possible.

"I - don't feel quite well. Perhaps I should come back again another day, Alex," said Mackenzie as she stood up from her chair, making plans to go home and lie down, perhaps even masturbate to satisfy the sudden sexual hunger in her.
 
"Why am I so sleepy? Most of the time, if i'm not in school, i'm at work." He said simply, finishing off his plate of food since there wasn't too much on it, and finishing his glass of water. But she started to act weird, though he knew why. "Are you ok?" He asked, looking over her, noticing that she was starting to heat up.

He stood when she stood, moving over to her and holding her up with his arm. She looked like her knees would buckle. "Is there anything I could do to help? My parents like to disappear on business trips, so I think staying would be best." His member was hard, pressing out against his pants, evident to her. He didn't mind if she noticed, knowing that the size of the tent would arouse her even more.
 
Alex came towards her to support her as she stood, and she was grateful for the help. Her horniness was reaching levels that alarmed her, but it was an all-new sensation that she never experienced before. Alex suggested staying over, an option that would be invariably denied and refused had she been her normal self but Mackenzie was not all together her normal self right now. Not only was she extremely horny, Alex was quite the well-built teen, and his arousal was evident as she caught sight of an apparent bulge in the front of his pants. The idea that she had excited that bulge only served to make Mackenzie even hornier, much to her bewilderment.

"Yes, maybe I should stay over," said Mackenzie, almost against her will. "Do - do you have any guest rooms available?" she asked, still hoping to salvage the situation. It was quickly spinning out of control, and a big part of her was shivering with fear at what was going to happen.
 
He heard her words, but also concentrated on the sound of her voice. He heard the waiver in it, was surprised that there were no moans in it. "A room? Yeah. Here, let met take you downstairs for a moment, it's cool down there and you are burning up." He slowly helped her down the call, eventually opening a door and leading her down a flight of stairs.

She was disoriented somewhat, so it as all the easier. By the time she got a good look around the room, he had moved her to the center, and her hands were put up above her head, steel handcuffs taking them. Around the room there were clean, unused toys, ranging from a simple empty table and fur chair, to a wooden horse, jointed table with straps on it, and a table with vibrators, ball gags, spreader bar, and a blindfold on it.

His hands were slowly moving over her arms, down to stroke down her neck to her sides. "Stay calm, it's all right..." He whispered to her. She was right in saying he was decently well built. His body was toned, and he was somewhat tall, though he wasn't overly muscular. His brown hair was short, his blue eyes looking over her from behind. His hands moved over and around her, gently cupping her breasts through her blouse to tease her a little. "Do you like it?" He said, after letting her breasts go, unbuttoning her blouse. His hands moved down after that, loosening her skirt before pushing it down, off her legs before walking to be in front of her, looking at her body, admiring.
 
Mackenzie secretly enjoyed being supported by Alex's muscular arms, a feeling that she felt that she never could live down if she admitted it to herself after this phase was over. She couldn't wait to lie down on a bed and get this feeling over and done. But Alex didn't seem to be leading her to a guest room. He had led her into a strangely decorated room, which had all manners of objects around it, many of which Mackenzie had no idea what they were for. However, the amount of chains and restraints around the room told her that this room was either for prisoners or for the fulfillment of very deviant sexual pleasures. Either way, she was screwed.

Before she could orientate herself, Mackenzie felt her arms being lifted on top of her head and secured in place by a steel handcuff. She was standing in the center of the room, the door was closed and Alex was now smiling at her with those impossibly blue eyes of his. Her heart began to beat faster still. She felt like she was in a dream. Whispering words of reassurances, Alex ran his hand up and down her arms lightly, the tickling sensation adding to her arousal. His hands found their way to her neck, as he walked behind her. The hands made a sudden descent towards her breasts, cupping them. Though the effect was immediate and apparent, Mackenzie closing her eyes in pleasure, her reflexes caused her to say, "Alex - what do you think you're doing? Let me go!"

"Do you like it?" he asked. Yes, she was tempted to reply, but she couldn't forget her place, though the throbbing at her clit was becoming a bit hard to ignore. She tried to make her voice as firm as possible, "Let me go at once, Alex, before -" Then it occured to Mackenzie - now that she was in such a compromising position, with her hands handcuffed above her head, it was impossible for her to do anything to stop him. The idea thrilled and scared her simultaneously. Before she could think of anything further to say, his fingers deftly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her white lace bra underneath. The pencil skirt was quickly disposed of, lying in a pile around the black high heels that she still had on. The nude stockings she was wearing still came up to about mid-thigh, and there she stood, in her white lace underwear and a pair of stockings that didn't cover much, with black heels.

"Alex - wh-what do you want with me?" Mackenzie was almost excited to hear the reply.
 
The first thing he did was take off her heels, so she couldn't hurt him if she kicked. "Isn't it obvious?" He said in a low, seducing tone. As he was taking her heels off, he got a good look at her panties, seeing that they were wet at the bottom from her arousal. "Miss Saunders, are you enjoying this?" He asked, in a slightly surprised tone as he stood up, standing right in front of her, body pressed lightly against hers. "Because if so..."

He moved his head down, and he kissed her neck, kissed down her pulse before biting soft, his arms resting around her hips. "...Then I'm glad, because I aim at arousing and pleasing you. Stay calm... I'm not going to hurt you... unless you are into that sort of stuff." He moved away a half step, moving behind her. His hands went to her bun, undoing all the ties and pins and letting them fall to the ground. His fingers went through her hair then, letting it fall loose over her shoulders, enjoying her silken strands before sliding down. His fingers went down over her back before sliding up under the open blouse, enjoying the soft skin. He reached the clasp of her bra and unsnapped it, letting it hang on her shoulders. Fingers slid around her sides, cupping the soft swell of her generous breasts under her bra cup, playing softly with them, thumbs brushing over her peaks.
 
Alex moved downwards to take off her shoes, and Mackenzie felt vaguely rooted to the ground. Her brain was so frazzled by the effects of the aphrodisiac that she had taken that the line between what she wanted and what was being forced upon her was blurred beyond recognition. His purring low voice did little to alleviate. Mackenzie felt like asking the boy to fuck her there and then, but the request was stuck in her throat, and she felt herself looking forward to any foreplay he had in mind. She was beginning to throw caution to the winds, but not without putting a little fight first. Alex kept taunting her with his questions, asking her if she enjoyed it, when she knew he could obviously see how wet she was getting from all her arousal. She kept her mouth pursed in a determined, straight line. He was unbearably close, his clothed chest pressing against her breasts, covered only by a thin lace bra.

Suddenly, his mouth descended upon the nape of her neck, his lips teasing, his teeth biting. Mackenzie squeezed her eyes shut, concentrating her efforts in not enjoying herself, and not moaning out. This is wrong, Mackenzie! came a warning voice somewhere in her head that was fading more and more by the minute. Alex's arms found their ways to her hips, resting on them, then suddenly making a quick ascent and untying the pins keeping her tight bun in place. When he had removed all of them, her long dirty blonde locks fell free, and he ran his fingers through them. Mackenzie looked up at Alex, still determined not to say anything to give away just how much she was aroused by him, her eyes smouldering but suggestive. His hands were on the move again, and this time found their way underneath her blouse, whereupon little time was lost in undoing the clasp of her bra. Mackenzie drew in a small, sharp breath.

As Alex's rough hands moved over her soft, smooth skin, Mackenzie felt her thighs shivering with anticipation, her panties getting wetter. Her breasts ached for his fondling, and they were not deprived of it for long. Soon, his hands cupped them, massaged and kneaded them as if they were his playthings, his thumbs playing with the rock-hard nipples that were now peeking out from under her blouse. Mackenzie's breathing was now ragged, her resolve to keep her facade of indifference up was faltering.
 
His hands were remarkably gentle as they played with her breasts, thumb rubbing her hard peak, his finger coming up to hold her nipples between his thumbs, rubbing them that way now. He nipped her neck, nuzzling his cheek against it afterward. "Tell me what you want me to do, so I know how to please you." He whispered into her ear, nipping her lobe lightly. "I don't want to leave you wanting, but I don't know what you like..."

His hands let go of her breasts, sliding back to his sides before he moved to be in front of her. He moved her bra up over her head, letting her hair get free again before his hands took them again. "Tell me..." He whispered huskily, before he kissed her cheek, slowly kissing down her neck and chest until his lips were climbing the swell of one of her breasts. His tongue flicked out when he reached their peak, flicking over her nipple before his lips wrapped around it.
 
With Alex's repeated requests for her to tell him what she wanted him to do, Mackenzie felt her resolution slipping further and further away from her, especially with that husky low voice of his that she never knew could feel so sexy. The aching in her clit was becoming more and more evident to her now. When his tongue made his first contact with the smooth skin of her breasts, whatever resistance she collapsed thoroughly. The aphrodisiac had taken complete control over her. She opened her eyes and looked down at him, burning with desire. "I want you to lick me, until I beg you to fuck me hard. I want you to fuck me from behind, whipping me, I want you to be my master," Mackenzie whispered urgently.
 
He smiled as his teeth gently nipped her nipple lightly as he heard her words, his mouth letting her breast go and he stood fully. "Your master, hmm?" He pondered that one for a moment. He was just hoping for one night, at least. But being her master could be very fun. "Yes, I will." He said, his hands moving to her hips and pushing her panties down and off. "And on my side, I'll do my best in your class to make sure nothing happens to your job."

He knelt down more in front of her now, seeing her sweet core dripping on front of her. "Tell me, Mackenzie, are you a virgin?" He asked that huskily as he pulled a leg over his shoulder, letting her thigh rest there as his mouth found her core, tongue flicking over her lips completely before his hand came up, spreading her lips and his tongue slowly and repeatedly flicked over her clit.
 
Before she could reply Alex's question, he had introduced his tongue around her the sensitive, and now-wet area of her clit. What was words forming in her throat turned into a deep, soft moan of pleasure as she felt his velvet tongue flick at her clit, bringing her arousal to greater heights. Trust Alex to expect her to be in a right state of mind to answer a question while being subjected to such pleasurable feelings. Her hands were feeling a little numb from being held above her head for too long, but it was secondary to Mackenzie now. The sensation throbbing around her clit was paramount.

"Y-yes I am," Mackenzie shyly answered. She led a pretty sheltered, and boring life. She liked to hide behind her glasses, and so no guys had ever taken the initiative to ask her out. This was the first time a man has looked at her naked, probing into her most private of crevices with his tongue. She had, of course, looked at porn, gotten aroused by it, masturbated and all that. But she had never actually done the real thing, and she had never imagined how good it would feel. Her head rolled back and her eyes closed as she felt the waves of euphoria steadily increasing.

"Yess," moaned Mackenzie as she felt her climax approaching. "Oh, yeah. Yeah. Lick me, yeah." She drew in sharp intakes of breath, her thighs quivering with anticipation.
 
He frowned slightly when he heard that she was a virgin. That did put a damper on things, but no worries. His tongue flicked slowly along her clit, but it sped up as he felt her getting closer and closer to orgasm. His tongue sped up more and more, until it slid down as she came, his tongue pulling her delicious juices into his mouth, savoring her sweet flavor. He stood slow, his hand moving down to her core, fingers stroking over her, one finding her clit and rubbing it slowly.

"Mackenzie, this is no way for someone to lose their virginity. I was hoping you weren't so I could be rougher." He said, before kissing her, a deep and passionate kiss. He broke it after a moment, his hand still playing on her. He doubted that the aphrodisiac was done with her. "If I undo the handcuffs and take you upstairs to a bed to take you, you won't run off now, will you?" He asked in a sweet but husky voice.
 
Mackenzie let out several moans when she climaxed, spilling her juices into Alex's receiving mouth. Curiously, she didn't feel the least bit satisfied. She wanted more, she wanted it rough, and so her disappointment was obvious when Alex suggested bringing her upstairs for something milder, though his fingers never left the probing of her clit. "No, I want it here, I want you to take me as rough as you can. I want to serve you." Mackenzie almost pleaded, feeling vaguely embarrassed by her desperation and her pleas, but now in such a state of horniness as not to care.
 
He couldn't help but smirk as he heard her words. His teacher was so naughty... His hands moved slowly, pulling his clothes off one at a time, first his shirt, then his pants, and finally his boxers, letting his member bounce out. He was at least two inches bigger than average, and thick, completely hard from what he was doing to his hot teacher.

"Get ready." He said softly, pressing closer to her, his hand taking her leg and pulling it so her ankle was on his shoulder, and he rubbed his hard length against her core to tease her, before he slowly slid himself into her. He moaned out as he felt her grip him, giving her a moment to get use to it, knowing that the aphrodisiac was taking a lot of the pain away. "Tell me, are you on the pill?" He asked, his hips starting with a slow paced thrust, though feeling better to her than his tongue did.
 
The smirk that wiped across Alex's face indicated his approval of her request. Mackenzie felt a thrill of anticipation as he began to remove his clothings. The toned body that she had suspected he had all along now made its appearance, and when he took off his boxers, letting his manhood spring into view, Mackenzie felt a thirst for it that was completely new to her. He whispered for her to get ready, but Mackenzie was more than ready, she needed it now. The aphrodisiac made her need to be desperately fucked now. As Alex lifted her leg such that her ankle rested on his shoulder, her vagina became exposed for penetration. Alex teased her a bit by rubbing the tip of his cock against the mouth of her vagina, and Mackenzie moaned softly in reply. "Ughhh, Alex. Fuck me now, please. Please." She begged, not caring if she sounded slutty.

As Alex penetrated, Mackenzie squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth, feeling her hymen split and not sure if she could engulf his huge member without splitting. He began to thrust, slowly at first, but each thrust just brought fresh waves of pain to her, though it was diminishing rapidly into a bigger euphoria that she had never experienced before. "Tell me, are you on the pill?" asked Alex. Mackenzie didn't know why he liked to ask questions just after he was doing something that made her feel like screaming and in no state to give a coherent reply, but she felt turned on by it. "Yes, I am." Mackenzie replied breathlesly. She wasn't on the pill because she thought she'd be involved in sexual activities, but for some medical reasons that required her to take a pill that would prevent her from being able to ovulate.
 
He let out a long moan as he felt her grip at him as his hips slowly picked up pace, seeing that she was losing the pain that came with the loss of her virginity. "Good." He whispered. His arms were around her hips, pulling her to him with every thrust, keeping it nice and easy so she got use to his length. And while he was doing this, letting out soft moans, he looked up into her eyes... and he kissed her. It was a passionate kiss, a searing kiss of heat as his thrusts only got faster and faster, enjoying every moment of being buried deep in her.
 
The quickening thrusts only served to amplify her pleasure as Mackenzie felt her vaginal walls gripping onto Alex's cock with more and more strength. Her breasts were now bouncing up and down with her body, to complement the motion. The steel handcuffs holding her hands in place where chafing against her wrists but the pain was merely a vague sensation to her when contrasted with the bigger waves of ecstacy stemming from the first fuck Mackenzie's ever had in her life. She opened her mouth to let out a moan, but Alex captured her mouth in his, as they shared a kiss that she never had in her life, full of passion and lust. His tongue locked with hers, as she probed his mouth with her tongue as much as his cock was now penetrating her. She wanted him so badly, she wanted him even more though he was already fucking her with much intensity. The teacher-student relationship they had had faded into the background, now all that Mackenzie knew was that she wanted this boy to do all forms of sexual acts with her, deviant or otherwise.

The sound of Alex's balls slapping against Mackenzie's clit rang across the hollow room, both of them were glistening with sweat from the exhaustion but they kept going. Alex's hands were still gripping onto her hips, keeping them in place while he continued his ravage of her virginity, much to Mackenzie's delight. As they broke away from the kiss, Mackenzie cried, "Oh yes, Alex, Alex, fuck me. Tell me I'm the bitch you want."
 
He moaned against her lips as he felt her mouth opening, his own opening and his tongue dancing around hers as he felt ehr tongue exploring his mouth. His hips got faster and faster, thrusting deep into her. But he got another idea. The kiss broke, and he smirked at her words. "You're the bitch that I want." He repeated, nipping her lip, before his hand went down and pulled her leg up, so her ankle was on his shoulder. Now both legs were resting on his shoulders, his hands on her hips, holding her up to take some strain off her wrists.

He thrusted now, faster and so much deeper, nearly piercing into her womb with the thrusts. He moaned out. "Oh, so close. Cum with me."
 
The thrusting stopped only for as long as Alex took to lift Mackenzie's other leg onto his shoulder. Now, she was in an awkward position, clinging onto his shoulders with her legs for support, supported only by his hands which were striving to lift her upwards a little to ease her weight off the steel handcuffs. "You're the bitch that I want" whispered Alex gruffly. Mackenzie moaned, and continued moaning still as he resumed his thrusting, now with a renewed urgency and violence. Her moans became louder, and more desperate. "Yeah, yeah," moaned Mackenzie, her voice quivering from the motion. Her hips were arching to allow Alex more entry. "Yeah, oh yeah, fuck!"

"Ahhhhhh," Mackenzie climaxed with a loud moan, her body was still quivering from the ravage as she felt Alex shoot hot sticky cum deep into her.
 
He moaned with her to the very end, feeling her orgasm grip the two of them before his own caught him and he felled her with his seed. He pulled out when he was finished, moving her legs off of his shoulders. He looked her over a minute before pulling her bra back over to cover her breasts, then he pulled the key out of his jeans from the floor and undid the handcuffs. His arms quickly caught her as she fell, exhausted as she was and weak, and laid her down on the floor on their clothes.

"How was your first time?" He said, a smirk on his face and he moved to the nearby table, sitting on the edge. The door upstairs was locked, he wouldn't have to worry about her running off even if she wasn't exhausted.
 
Though still covered with a layer of sweat from the recent exertion, and feeling extremely weak in the legs, Mackenzie still felt rather horny, another sensation she couldn't explain. Everytime she climaxed when she masturbated, she remembered feeling fatigued and not in the least bit aroused after that, but now - she wanted even more. Her knees couldn't support her though, so she was glad for the support that Alex offered when he undid her handcuffs and laid her on the floor on their clothes. She felt like she couldn't move a muscle, but yet, her clit was becoming wet again.

"It was great," Mackenzie grinned at Alex. The reality of having fucked a student had not yet hit her, nor the consequences of what was to come. Though Mackenzie couldn't exactly lift herself off the ground for now, she reached out a hand and pulled Alex's face close to hers, before whispering, "I want to do it again - rougher, this time."
 
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