Missy had instructed Richard to clean up the mess he made by licking his cum off her body. Richard had eagerly obeyed, not because he particularly relished the taste of his own juice, but because it gave him a reason to run his tongue all over his teachers firm body. He spent an extra-long time exploring the inside of her mouth, the curves of her breasts, down the center of her athletic stomach, down, down . . . .
Missy interrupted Richards further exploration of her erogenous zones and pulled his face back up to hers. Ok, Mr. Long. That was your mid-term. Now lets move on to your next lesson. Richard was about to assent, eagerly, when he noticed the clock on Missys nightstand.
Oh shit! he said nervously. Is that the right time? 10:40?
Um, yes. Is there a problem?
Yes! My parents told me to be home by 11:00!
What? Youre an eighteen year old guy headed to college in two weeks, its Saturday night, and you have an 11:00 p.m. curfew?
You dont understand! My parents are really strict! They watch over me and hawks and never let me stay out late. Thats why I never got a chance to use this before! he added, shaking his now-soft thunder log for emphasis. Missy watched as Richard hopped off the bed and pulled on his clothes, smiling with amusement and lust as he stuffed his oversized Asian salami back into his tight briefs. What had happened to the confident young stud she had been tutoring?
Ok, Ok. I get it. You dont want to upset your parents. Thats fine. Just come back tomorrow night, same time, and we will finish the lesson.
Umm, I dont know if I can. My parents dont like me to go out when I have to work the next day.
This kid is amazing! As big a set of cock and balls that he has, and he still needs to grow a pair! Missy thought silently. Or have somebody force him to stand up for himself! She stood in front of the young stud, who was now fully dressed.
Look, Richard, Missy said in her most seductive tone. You like me, dont you?
Oh, yes!
And you like my body, dont you? She put his hands over her soft, firm boobs.
Oh, god yes!
And you liked what we did tonight, didnt you?
Of course! It was fantastic!
It WAS fantastic, Mr. Long. But nowhere near as fantastic as my lesson plans for tomorrow night. She could see Richards monster start to plump up behind the fabric of his crotch. She gave it a squeeze for good measure. You do want to see me again, dont you?
Of course I do!
You want to see how many different ways I can make this monster cum, dont you?
Yeesss! Richard said achingly.
Missy abruptly dropped her hand from his crotch, leaving the outline of a full boner.
Then make it happen, Mr. Long. Part of being a man is figuring out what you want and how to get what you want. Be here at 7:30 tomorrow night. Dont give me excuses, just make it happen. Do you understand?
Yes, Ms. Smith.
Good. Ill see you tomorrow. And dont be late for class.
Later that night, Richard lay in his bed at home. The covers were pulled down, and his naked body was out in the open for all to see. (Fortunately, his door was closed and the rest of his family was already asleep.) One half of his brain was reliving all of the wonderful experiences he had that evening with Ms. Smith. The other half was working on the problem of how to see her again tomorrow night.
God, what a sex goddess! All those afternoons in class thinking about her body, I had no idea that one day I would get to see and feel and taste it up close! His right hand started lazily stroking his python. And it was so different than what I thought might happen! I had always fantasized that my big cock would just overwhelm her and turn her to jelly. She would beg me to fuck her with it. But, it was so different! She was so . . . in control! And he had liked it. A lot!
Richards left hand joined his right, stroking up and down his giant cock, which by now was pointing straight up.
How am I going to get over there tomorrow night?! I HATE my parents! She promised to teach me more. My dick is so hard, and I already came twice tonight! Theres no way Im going to miss what happens next!
Maybe she will finally let me fuck her! That would be amazing! I can just imagine her getting on top of me, SLOWLY lowering that tight pussy of hers on this big monster! Richards stroking was getting faster and faster now, the precum flowing out of his cockhead and streaming down the ever-thickening shaft until it reached the tree trunk base and coated his megaballs. The fluid slicked up his hands and made his jerk-off session even more pleasurable.
I can see her now, taking inch after inch, ever one thicker than the last. Can she take it all? I wonder if she can squeeze her pussy muscles while I am inside her. That would be so cool! Then after she had impaled herself on as much of my cock as she could handle, she would start riding me, up and down and up and down . . . . Her hands would steady herself on my chest as she rode me like a bucking bronco!
Before tonight, the horny teen would have confined his masturbatory attentions to his big weapon. But now he knew that there were other spots on his body that were pleasurable to touch as well. While his right hand kept jerking, his left started roaming up and down his body, stroking his legs, cupping his churning balls, playing with his belly button, touching his abs, squeezing and tweaking his sensitive nipples. God, that feels so good!
Missy kept riding him harder and harder, slamming down on his oversized saddlehorn again and again. In his fantasy he asked her "Do you like that, Ms. Smith? Do you? Do you like the feel of my big monster in your tight, tight cunt?" Less talk, more FUCK! she replied, moaning sensually as she sank a little deeper on his cock.
Richard was close. Really close. His hips started bucking up to meet his flailing right hand. His butt lifted a foot off the bed with his stroke. He was about to cum, and all he needed was the right trigger.
And based on his lessons from Ms. Smith, he knew what he wanted that trigger to be. His precum-coated left hand made its way to his tight ass. Before tonight, he would never have thought of pleasuring himself that way. But if he could just find that spot that Ms. Smith had touched, just rub it the right way . . . .
His middle finger found his hole, explored it a bit, slicked it up, and then slipped carefully inside. His right hand never stopped stroking, bringing his engorged cock nearer and nearer to orgasm. Then, just as he could hold back no longer, he imagined Ms. Smith fully impaled to his root, her luscious lips on his. At the same time, his finger found that magic spot, causing his asshole to tighten around the invader and a rush of warmth throughout out his entire body.
MMgggggg, gahhhhhh, oooooohhhhhgghhh! Richard moaned, trying desperately not to scream and awaken his entire family. With one final upward thrust with his hips, Richard erupted. A solid line of cum blew upward like a rocket, almost touching the ceiling before falling back to earth and striking Richards chest with an audible SPLATT! Several other cumjets spewed out of his cockhead before the orgasm that racked his body began to ease.
At the moment of his stupendous orgasm, Richard realized three things. First, not only had Ms. Smith taught him much about pleasing his sexual partners, but also he had learned a lot about bringing pleasure to his own body. Second, there was no way on Gods green earth that he was going to disappoint Ms. Smith by missing tomorrows lesson. And third, he now had a good idea on how to make that happen.