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The House Visit .: Angel - Raziel :.

Angel

Angel

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Jan 11, 2009
This was a rare occurrence for her, but she really liked this student and was worried if there were worse reasons his grades were falling. He started with such promise and was a good kid as far as she knew. However, he was missing classes now and his grades were being severely impacted. So a house visit was necessary now.

Ms. Kira pulled up in the driveway of the students address that she found in the school's database. She put the car in park and turned off the engine. Leaving the car she made her way up the front porch steps with her brief case full of all of his work and grades.

She took a deep breath, she was very nervous. She had never met his parents and wasn't sure how they were going to respond about her concerns. Some parents could be unreasonable. Sucking it up, she rang the door bell and stepped back, waiting patiently.
 
It was as if he wasn’t in so much of a rush already, but Alexander DeVaux had only ten minutes prior walked through the door, finishing with work but rushing. He knew today was the day that his teacher was coming in to speak with his parents over dinner. Which left him to actually cook it, since his parents were nowhere to be found. His mind was already racing to what would be a fast dish to cook that would work for the night.

His mind danced to Alfredo. He rushed to the cupboard, finding the noodles then running the water hot before starting the boil on the stove. He got another pot with water starting to boil just in case, and then rustled through the rest of what he had. Cream, butter, garlic, parmesan… yep, he had what he needed. The water starting to boil, he dumped the noodles in, then dove to the freezer. Yep, last bag of shrimp. He dumped it straight into the boiling water, knowing that it would be fine. Looking at the time, he went to his room and did a very fast wash and a change of clothes: a white button-down shirt, clean jeans. His short, dark hair was pushed back the best it could, then he dashed to the kitchen, blue eyes on alert.

He just put the cream in a pan to simmer when the doorbell went. “Shit.” He said, in a low voice, before rushing to it. He opened it a little hastily, but was frozen for a moment as he saw her at his doorstep. He was surprised to see her dressed so… elegantly. “Miss Kira.” He said, moving to the side. “Come in, dinner will be ready in a few minutes. Parents called, saying that they would be late.” He shut the door behind her, leading her down the hallway.

The house was surprisingly elegant for him. His parents were rather rich, but acted like big kids, splurging for their own enjoyment. They always said that Bryon had ruined their fun. The living room was open to the side, a warm couch, large chair, and large flat screen TV against the far wall, but no windows. Unlike a normal house, the side rooms had more windows than other rooms.

Past the kitchen, where the smell of shrimp and cream was wafting past, he entered a large dining room. He made sure to clean off everything so that it almost shined. He helped her to her seat, before heading back to the kitchen, calling back “Anything you would want to drink?”
 
When he opened the door, the poor boy looked out of breath. "Are you alr-" Before she could finish her sentence he was practically pulling her inside the door way. She let out a soft chuckle, "My my, aren't you a hasty one this evening?" She let another chuckle slip past her lips as he escorted her through the house. It was beautiful. Her eyes wandered all over the... she wanted to say mansion. Everything was so neat she was afraid to sneeze.

Before she knew it they came to the dining room. Of course it looked like a grand hall. Chandelier from the ceiling, huge table with fine china and a china cabinet that matched the rest of the dining set. She was very awe struck, and it must of seemed rude of her with how much she was staring.

Taking her seat, she watched him rush off into the kitchen. Was he the one cooking their meal? She started connecting the dots as to a possibility as to why his grades were dropping. She felt as if he was alone in this huge house a lot. He certainly knew how to take care of himself and cook even. His question snapped her back to the now, not taking a moment to answer him. "Any type of soda would be perfect."

It was a little bit awkward being there alone with just Alex, but he did state his parents were running a bit late. "Are your parents working?" She made sure her tone was more curious rather than worried or uncomfortable so that he wouldn't suspect she was.
 
He couldn’t help but chuckle lightly as he absently pulled her into the house, her words ringing in his ears. He took a moment to breathe and slow down as he led her to the dining room. “I am sorry, Miss Kira. Dinner is on the stove, and I would rather not overcook it.” She was staring around the house, and he couldn’t help but smile when she wasn’t looking. She seemed awestruck.

He nodded to himself as he heard her request for a drink. He got out a glass, then grabbed the unmarked bottle that was hidden in the cabinet with them. He opened it carefully, tilted it, and tapped it, putting a little on the bottom of the glass. He opened the fridge and grabbed a Pepsi, the snap-hiss of it reverberating slightly through the empty house. He poured it into the glass, the white powder dissolving completely before putting some ice into it. He left it on the side before putting the last ingredients into the cream.

Taking the glass into the dining room, setting it down in front of her, he offered a soft smile. “They said a plane delay. One of those business trips.” He shrugged, going back into the kitchen. “They said eat without them so it’s still warm. It’ll be only a minute or two more.”
 
A couple seconds after he placed the glass in front of her, she picked it up and brought the glass to her lips. Taking a few sips she sighed in satisfaction. She was really thirsty. She sat back, taking all of what he was saying in. It seemed this was a reoccurring thing that happened in this household. She felt sad for him. "So Alex, do you have any girlfriends? Anyone to keep you company in this big old empty house when your parents are gone?" She figured there was no real point in waiting for his parents to come home. Knowing well from personal experience, the whole ordeal would be rushed. They would be tired from their trip, they're already irritated from the delay, etc. They weren't going to be much help, so she was just going to do the best she could. She didn't want to see such a bright student such as Alex go downhill like this.
 
He saw her lift the glass even before he had turned around towards the kitchen, and he could hear her sip at it. He smirked to himself before going back to the food, straining the noodles, then the shrimp, while getting out plates. “No, I do not.” He said, not sounding irritated, but slightly downtrodden by the question. He stirred the sauce a little more as he thought. “It’s usually just me here. They usually go from trip to trip without stopping by.”

He put noodles on both plates, mixed the shrimp and sauce together, and put a liberal amount on both plates. He took the container with the powder and sprinkled it almost liberally over her dinner, then added parmesan cheese to both, blending it in perfectly. He stirred both dishes slightly before carrying them out, making sure to give her her special dinner. “Enjoy it while it’s hot.”
 
Seeing the hot dishes within his hands made her eyes widen with excitement. She was excited to taste his cooking and it smelled so good. Setting it down in front of her only get a better waft of deliciousness through her nostrils. "Wow! Alex, this smells amazing. I didn't know you could cook." She smiled, taking a little bit of everything onto her fork, then slipping it past her lips and into her mouth. She moaned in delight as her taste buds danced happily. "This is soooooo good!"

Even though she was a teacher, she was still a little younger than the other teachers, and sometimes it came out. She took a few more bites and then a another sip of her soda to wash it down. "I apologize for my silly behavior. I don't eat meals like this often. Teacher's salary pays for TV dinners and Bertollis." She giggled lightly, continuing to join her food.

The dinner almost distracted her, but she managed to keep her mind on track. Taking a small breath from the delicious food, she sat up, looking over to him. She never realized how handsome he was. Her occupation kept that in strict control. Seeing as this hardly felt like work, it gave her the opportunity to. Shaking her head at the fact, she got back down to business. "So what's going on with you Alex? You seem so together. How're you letting your grades slip like this?"

For some reason it was getting harder for her to concentrate. Her cheeks were becoming flushed and her body hot, but she didn't know why. She tried to ignore it for now, hoping the problem wouldn't persist.
 
He couldn’t help but beam as he heard her proclamation of his food’s smell, and how it tasted before he had even sat down. “It keeps me alive.” He said, with a chuckle as he took a bite of his own plate. “Family goes on the business trips, I teach myself other things, like cooking. Simple way of survival.”

The soft smile met his lips as he heard her. “At least for the first few years, I’m sure. Once you get some experience in it, they’ll pay you better. But I heard college pays even better than high school. I’m surprised you didn’t do that instead.” He took another bite, thinking. “Though if you like the food so much, I suppose I could make some things for you so you have some taste in your diet.”

Her obvious question, which he knew would be coming, made him stop cold for a moment before he slowly spun his fork in his food, getting a slightly larger amount than he had been. “I work almost daily to help support myself when my parents don’t send me money. I work hard to keep this place clean and what school work I can done. It’s not easy to get everything going at once.”
 
Her face saddened at the tale. The poor boy was so neglected by his parents. What kind of people could forget to send their kid who was home alone money to take care of himself. The thought almost angered her, but a strange sensation distracted her. She jumped in her chair, her body was so hot and for some reason her nipples were hard, poking through her shirt. Her clit was tingling. Itching to be touched even a little bit. 'What is wrong with me?' She thought. Her cheeks were so red with embarrassment at the way her body was behaving around him.

She put her fork down, standing up from the table. "I'm sorry Alex... I'm not feeling to well. I should go." She tried to take a step forward but she ended up losing her balance. "Oh God!" Her hand went straight between her legs, rubbing at her burning clit, coming to find her pussy was dripping wet. "What the- .... What's wrong with me? Alex!" Her fingers were going crazy at her sexy and she couldn't control it. She was moaning and panting, her legs spreading wider right in front of him. "Alex! Help me! PLEASE!"
 
His head lifted as he saw her jump in her chair slightly, but he otherwise ignored it, taking a bite from his meal. But it wasn’t much longer that she was standing up, looking rather red as her words echoed through his head. Though he played it cool. “Of course. Let me show you the way out…” He got up, and on a step she lost balance, falling to the floor and her hand going straight between her legs, obvious of what she was doing.

Her cries of bewilderment of her own actions, and cries of help, didn’t go unanswered. He kept himself still and stared for a moment, partially in a ploy to make himself look innocent. But her legs were spread, nipples hard, panties to the side as her hand played, and he could see every bit of her body. After a long moment, he moved down on her, a hand sliding underneath her own and starting to stroke and play with her, the other revealing her breasts.

“Tell me what you like then.” He said in a low, husky voice, as his lips found one of her breasts, kissing and teasing her nipple as his hands played with her.
 
She was going crazy with no control. As she felt him come between her legs, she swore she got redder if it was possible. His hand taking the place of hers was pure embarrassment for her, for now he could feel how dripping wet she was. Her body squirmed at his touch, feeling her breast being exposed now made her blush in a different way. He was seeing all of her, a student. Everything in her mind was telling her this was wrong and to stop, but her body was defying everything as her hips pushed into his hand even harder.

She was going to speak up and say something, but his words cut her off. His voice speaking in that tone only drew more excitement out of her. Her body trembled beneath his touch, letting out a gasped moan as his lips met her sensitive nipple. It was all too amazing and she couldn't lay still. Her hips were grinding into his hands, her head tossing from side to side in continuous moans. "Anything! I need it... anything!" It was like a drug addict needing a fix and badly too. Her hands grasped onto his biceps, squeezing lightly from his playing.
 
She was begging him for it. So quickly, she must have needed this far more than he thought if it worked so quickly. He wondered just how long it had been since she had any play at all, but the thought left his mind as he watched her, grinding against him, head tossing back and forth. His hands kept up their play for a long minute before stopping.

Slowly, the hand at her breast had slid down, undoing the single button of her top. His hands slid up and pushed it off her shoulders and arms, then down, undoing her skirt tie and pushing it down with her panties. Looking her over now with nothing to hide her, he smiled, peeling his own shirt off to be eye candy for her. “Just beautiful, Miss Kira.” He said in a low voice. His head went down to her breast again, hands returning to their sinful play.
 
Feeling his hands free her of her clothes sent chills all over her body. She could stand him not touching her, but it was all too thrilling. Feeling her skirt and panties slip down her legs, over her thigh high stockings brought instant embarrassment over her. He could see all of her. "We shouldn't do this-" Her words were cut off with a moan as his finger continued to please her sex. He knew exactly what he was doing, it was hard to believe he didn't have a girlfriend. Maybe he was a heartbreaker and only messed around with girls.

She couldn't keep thinking on it. He was too distracting and it was too good to hold any mental thought at all. Her body was on fire and his fingers were only igniting it more. "Please! Give me more! Your cock... I want your cock!" Her eyes closed. She couldn't believe the filthy words leaving her lips. After a few more moments, her violet hues showed themselves once more, big and pleading for mercy on her highly sex craved body.
 
She didn’t have the ability to finish her words, to deny him of what he was doing. Her body reacted so willingly, so hot and needy, he doubted she had the energy to push him off if she wanted to. Then her begging words came to his ears, and he smiled up at her, moving up slightly, fingers still playing with her wet sex. “I don’t think so, Miss Kira. You seem too happily enjoying this to just finish it up. Let me show you true pleasure.” And then we’ll see if you can go without it. He kissed her, a deep, passionate embrace, before kissing down her body, lips teasing her breasts and stomach, fingers leaving her sexy only when his mouth reached it.

He kissed lightly over her lips as his arms wrapped around her legs, holding them open with strong hands so they couldn’t close or wiggle. His tongue darted out, gently separating her lips once more before slowly dancing around her soaked and swollen clit. A soft sound escaped his lips as he licked and sucked on it, the taste unimaginable.
 
Mmmm his fingers felt so good as he played with her dripping cunt.
She couldn't even deny it anymore because her body contradicted everything. Her nipples were so hard, her body hot and blushed, and the most obvious was her soaking sex. There was no point in trying to stop what was happening.

His words made her sad, she wanted it so badly. However, once she saw what he was going to do, her body tensed up. She was nervous but excited. The way he still respected her as a teacher, calling her Ms. Kira even still, turned her on even more. She had fantasies of being with a student, but never went through with it. Now her student was taking advantage of her, but she couldn't even deny that she loved it.

Feeling his tongue reach her extra sensitive organ made her gasp in a sharp moan. "Oh my god!" Her fingers scratched at the floor boards, her hips raising slightly in excitement. This feeling was too amazing for her to barely handle.
 
Her soft outcry was musical to his ears, and his fingers gripped a little more around her thighs as his tongue went to work, swirling and flicking over her clit. Her risen hips made it a little easier to play with her, and he held her perfectly still there as he enjoyed the delicious treat that she had given him. But it wasn’t long before he started new things, tongue stroking down and teasing her entrance, then thrusting it into her, teasing her clit the whole time.

He built her up near an orgasm, watching her reactions, waiting until she was almost there, at the very edge… then he stopped, slowly kissing back up her body, hands going to his pants to strip himself nude, blanketing her body with his. “How badly do you want it?” He whispered huskily into her ear, nipping it playfully.
 
His tongue was driving her crazy. She could barely hold herself still, her hips moving slightly as he licked, her nails digging into the floorboards beneath her. Moan after moan escaped her lips, growing more as she grew closer to orgasm. She was right there, about to tell him when he stopped. She groaned playfully, letting out a gentle moan as he kissed up her body. "Tease." She giggled lightly, watching him remove his clothes. She was still feverish, only wanting more sexual attention, but she was fighting hard to maintain herself as he got himself ready for more fun.

Feeling his body nude against hers, she cooed lightly biting her bottom lip as he did so. "Really bad, you have no idea!" Her voice was raspy and she just looked into his eyes pleadingly.
 
A playful grin escaped his lips as he heard her words. “Me? A Tease? You were the one touching yourself in front of me after having dinner.” He kissed along her neck as the head of his length teased along her, getting slick. “You really want this?” He didn’t even wait for an answer before the head slid into her, doing a few short, small thrusts before sliding into her fully, slowly, teasingly. A low groan escaped his lips as he looked into her eyes, inch by slow inch filling her up until he was all the way in. She was really tight, and he waited for her to give some sign to move more.
 
"I couldn't help it!" Her face became intensely red with embarrassment, closing her eyes so she couldn't see him looking at her. The tension quickly died as he rubbed her soaking slit with the head of his cock. She let out a soft moan, her eyes opening once more to look into his. A soft blush still stayed on her cheeks as he asked her another question. she parted her lips to answer, but his thick head had already slipped inside her. She gasped lightly, her back arching in excitement, her body so hot against the cool floor.

Feeling him move inside her was amazing. It was only the head and it felt huge by itself the way it spread her lips apart. Then he pushed the entire length into her. Her eyes widened, a high pitched moan slipping past her lips, her nails scratching at his shoulders. She bit her lip, pushing her hips up into his, wanting to feel more of his cock. "Please, don't stop!"
 
She was more than willing, tight but pulling him inside her, pulsing around his length. A groan escaped his lips, listening to her plea for him to keep going, and he obliged, starting with a long, slow thrust for her to get use to his size. It wasn’t long before the passion clouded his mind, and his thrusts became faster, deeper, harder, more dominating of her.

Groans were escaping him more frequently, and at one thrust, feeling her grip on him, he found her lips, kissing her deeply as his arms wrapped around her, holding her hot body to his own.
 
Her body was tingling all over, she was going crazy. Her hips moving in sync with his, her hands on his back as she scratched lightly from excitement. Her moans were so loud, but quickly muffled once his lips met hers. Oh, feeling him hold her so close to him was amazing! It made her tight little pussy clench more. "What's wrong with me? I can't do this with a student." As she finished her sentence he gave were a more powerful thrust, as if to shut her up and keep her moaning. "Oh God! Alex! You're amazing!" It was beyond the ability to fight anymore. Her body craving the climax about to happen and her mind unable to deny what she wanted. It was too late to stop now.
 
She was easily silenced, and he knew that in less than a minute, she would be his to control. A smile was hidden behind the moans and groans on his lips, and his were thrusting faster, less controllable as he got closer and closer to his own climax. Strong hands wrapped around her, pulling her up to straddle his lips. “Oh, Miss Kira…” He groaned out, thrusting deeper and faster from under her. Pretending that he didn’t expect this, but how amazing the situation was was pure in how he showed her.

His thrusts were faster and faster, until he felt her clinch down and milk him for all he was worth. He came, hot cum filling her on the inside as he pumped deep in her. His lips found hers once more, kissing deeply, passionately, claiming her as his own.
 
Feeling his thrust gain speed inside of her made her go nuts. Her dripping cunt clenching and tightening against him as she grew closer. However, it was feeling his release that really pushed her over the edge. She screamed out, arching her back and tilting her head back as she came hard all over his cock. She was quickly silenced as she came forward, embracing the deep, passionate kiss.
 
Her orgasm only heighted his own, her pulsing, squeezing cunt amplifying everything he was feeling. Her scream rocked his body, a groan escaping into the kiss as his hips thrusted into her, riding her through her orgasm before he slowly pulled out of her body. That was some ride, and he was panting, sitting up, kneeling between her legs and looking at the beauty he was able to have.

Slowly, he pulled her up, so she was straddling him. He was done for the night, but he pulled her body against his, kissing her deeply, a play of passion before he stood, gaining his balance and pulling her onto her feet. “Let me help you get dressed. It’s late and you probably want to get home.” He was slow, fingers stroking lightly along her skin as he helped her get her clothes on.

He stood behind her as he walked her to the door. “I’ll see you Monday, Miss Kira.” He said, smiling as he watched her leave. He would give her until the next Friday to come back on her own, before giving her a short summon on his own. He slid back into his house, showering, happy at how well it went.
 
She was still in a bit of a daze with everything that just happened. What came over her? How dare she allow herself to intimate with a student at all?! She felt so embarrassed and ashamed of herself. She made her way to the car, quickly starting it and pulling out without even buckling her seat belt before she did so. Thinking of the event that just took place as she was driving was only upsetting her more. However... she couldn't help but feel unbelievably satisfied. He was... so amazing for such a young man. She could feel her cheeks blushing at the thoughts. She shook her head, regaining herself once more as she headed home...

MONDAY AT SCHOOL:

The day was almost over and the students were taking a test today. The room was quiet as pencils were scraping against papers. Ms. Kira sat at her desk, reading a magazine to herself as the student were sweating and struggling. However... every couple of minutes she catch herself looking over at Alex. A few times she caught him looking back at her, but she would just avert her eyes back to the magazine. She wasn't really reading it, just kept day dreaming about that night. She felt her panties getting wet beneath her, so she scoffed trying to concentrate on other things.

Before she knew it the bell rang and school was over. "Thank you everyone! Pencils down and bring your tests forward please." She stayed seated, not wanting anyone else to see the small damp spot on the wooden chair as her students put their hopefully finished tests on her desk.
 
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