Calculus Class (open to one female)

SirConvinction

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Calculus class, damn! this class sucks Adrian thought to himself as he walked through the door and took his seat. He was a terrible math student and he could never pay attention in this class. All he ever thought about in math class was how gorgeous his teacher was. This was her first year teaching. She had just graduated from college, and she was only about 23 years old. She was exquisite too. She was about five feet seven inches tall, with long blonde hair that fell softly on her back. She was thin with perfect curves and soft white skin. Adrian's eyes followed her long toned legs up to her small hips that were covered in a short black skirt. She had wet, full red lips, soft green eyes, and long black eyelashes, that annunciated the perfect features of her face. And the best part of all, she had a pair of enormous round breasts that were covered by a silky white blouse. I'd like to touch them so bad he thought to himself, they were perfect and round, and the dark hard nipples poked conspicuously through her blouse.

"Adrian, Adrian!" he heard a voice calling. "What's the answer to equation three."

"Uh....um I don't know." he stuttered, the question pulling him out of his trance.

"Adrian, maybe you should see me after class." his teacher said irritated, "Your never paying attention. We need to discuss your behavior."

Damn! He thought to himself. What was he going to tell her? "Sorry Miss Hall I can't stop staring at your huge tits long enough to pay attention." He sat through the rest of Calculus class, not wanting to have to face his teacher. The bell rang and the class pilled out.
 
Emily felt she was out of her element teaching a subject she did not have a firm grasp on herself. Oh sure the bookwork was a snap for her it was the practical application of the subject that still mystified her. A particular student had caught her attention on more than one occasion during the semester. Adrian was the high school stud who excelled on the football field and from what she heard scored just as much with the girls as on the field.

Emily felt she needed to counsel Adrian on his aloof attitude in class but was nervous, seeing she was not that much older than her students. But enough was enough as she instructed him to meet her after class. It was the last class of the afternoon and she knew the students would be in a hurry to head home for the weekend.

Emily flicked her long blond hair back and behind her ears as she smiled at the last of the students left her room. She sat back and pretended to work on some papers while Adrian sat thee. She watched and listened as the hallway noise grew dimmer and dimmer. Finally silence fell upon the room with the exception of her heart beating rapidly, not knowing what to say to Adrian.

Clearing her throat, she stood up and walked to the front of her desk and positioned her bottom on the edge of her desk. As she sat she did not realize that her short black dress had ridden up to expose more of her thigh's than she anticipated.

Peering down at Adrian she shook her head gently "What are we to do with you Adrian"? " "I can not have you sitting in my class day dreaming". Sighing she stood up and went to the desk next to Adrian's and turned to face him. A mere two feet separated them.

"I need an answer Adrian before I report your behavior to the Principal and your coach".
 
Adrian spread his large frame on the chair, shifting slightly uncomfortably. Ms. Hall was showing a lot of leg, and he loved her lovely, slender legs. He wondered what kind of panties the young teacher was wearing.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Hall. I'm just a bit distracted."

He felt he might as well be straight with her. She might be flattered.

"By you, Ms. Hall."
 
Emily could not help but blush deep red at hearing what Adrian had just said to her. She glanced down and realized her blouse was hanging ever so loosely, exposing her breasts as she was leaning in to listen to Adrian. Emily lost her balance as she tried to stand up from the school desk that somehow had her trapped. She fell back into her seat awkwardly ripping the seam in her snug dress. Clumsily she tried to get back up but still failed in her attempt to escape the confines of the desk. Realizing how comical she must look Emily burst out laughing at her situation.

Controlling herself, Emily covered her face in her hands as she stifled her urge to continue giggling. "You...you must see me as one wacky woman Adrian"
 
Adrian watched in amazement as Ms. Hall fell around, exposing more of her body to her. He felt his crotch grow to full mast.

"No, Ms. Hall, your current state has me quite aroused."
 
Emily gasped at what she was hearing from her student. The silence from the outside world was now deafening. Emily knew there were no others wondering the halls. She glimpsed a quick look out the window and saw an empty campus. The clock on the wall announced that even the faculty would have beaten a hasty retreat from the confines of the school grounds. Nervously Emily smiled at Adrian and not knowing what to do mockingly slapped him on the hand. "Adrian....you should know better than that"? Clearing her throat in an effort to sound in command Emily glared at Adrian announcing "that remark is completely out of line Adrian and I will not tolerate such behavior". "I don't care if you are the schools star stud....uh...star quarterback".
 
Adrian felt the switch in command. He had her.

"Star stud, eh? Is that how I'm known around the female population of the staff?"

His eyes roamed her half-dressed body, with plenty of breast and leg on show. His cock was now bursting to get out of his jeans.
 
"ummmm...no...no thats not what I meant Adrian" Emily stammered. "It's...it's what other students call you is all, merely a slip of the tongue on my part...sorry Adrian".

"A...Adrian, please don't look at me that way" Emily pleaded as she tried to pull her skirt down and gathered her blouse closer to close off the view of her breasts. Emily could not help but notice that her nipples were beginning to grow erect and prayed to God he did not notice. Emily could not figure out what was happening to her or why she could not, or maybe did not want to control the dressing down of her student. Trying to think of something to say Emily finally blurted out...
"I am engaged Adrian and have no desire to sleep with you". Emily bit her lip with regret as soon as the words spilled from her lips.





Adrian felt the switch in command. He had her.

"Star stud, eh? Is that how I'm known around the female population of the staff?"

His eyes roamed her half-dressed body, with plenty of breast and leg on show. His cock was now bursting to get out of his jeans.
 
Adrian stood up, and grabbed Ms. Hall's hands, put them down by her side. He reached and slid a hand into her blouse. He massaged her naked breast, feeling its firmness and fullness.

"Mmmm, I like this".
 
Emily stiffened when Adrian pulled her from the desk and stood her up, placing her hands by her side. He was forceful yet gentle, Emily complied and and remained still. Closing her eyes she felt his hands on her chest and slowly began to slide inside her blouse, rubbing her breasts. She felt her nipples stiffening under his command of her breasts. Her breathing becoming more rapid as his hands massaged the firmness of her breasts.

"n...no...noooo Adrian" She cried. Gasping as he squeezed her nipples sent shudders through her torso. "Th...this..this is not right...stop Adrian" Emily realized her pleadings where more of a whsipser than a demand.
 
"Tell me to stop, and I will".

He gently totrtured her nipples. He had provided her with an out, but he was certain she would not take it.
 
Emily stared into Adrian's eyes as his fingers squeezed and pinched her nipples. Pulling them beneath the fabric nearly brought Emily to an orgasm.

"Tell me to stop, and I will". His words reverberated throughout her mind as her continued to do what very few men did...make her cum by playing with her nipples.

Emily did not answer his question. She gently began to back up to her desk with his fingers firmly in control of her nipples. Resting against her desk, Emily simply began to unbutton her blouse. Hesitating at the last button she let her hands fall free, staring into his eyes.
 
Adrian smiled at her submission. He ended the torture and began massaging her full, round breasts. They felt so soft, yet firm.

His free hand slip up her thigh, under her skirt. It slid higher and higher, until he reached his destination. All her found was a very wet pussy.

"Ms. Hall, do you not wear panties to school?"
 
Emily placed her hands behind onto the desk, trying to steady her shaking body. She watched as Adrian slipped her breast from the confines of her flimsy bra. Her firm breasts reacting to his magical touches. Emily reached down and pulled the final button loose, letting her blouse slide open. She watched as Adrian slid the straps of her bra off her shoulder and pulled it fully off her breasts. Emily began breathing harder, anticipating what he would do next, not caring about the consequences to follow.

Emily found the zipper to her skirt and slowly began unzipping as she felt his strong warm hands disappear beneath her skirt, caressing and squeezing her firm flesh. His fingers quickly found the naked wetness of her womanhood. Ripples of goose bumps engulfed her body as his fingers toyed with her searing hot folds. Wetness flowed onto his fingers as he began to explore deeper within her.

"Ms. Hall, do you not wear panties to school?"

"I...oh my god Adrian", Emily cried out as she felt his fingers thrust deeper inside her bringing her to an orgasm so strong her whole body shuddered. As he slowly pulled his fingers out, she looked into his eyes. "No Adrian I...I don't wear them at all". "Adrian I think that maybe you should call me...OH MY FUCKING GODDDDD" Emily screamed as she felt him begin pounding his fingers deep and hard within her now soaking wet pussy. Emily used her hand to scatter the contents from her desk onto the floor. Laying back she hiked her skirt up over her hips, spreading her legs wider for her conqueror.

Emily's hips began to gyrate and buck to the rhythm of his slow methodical finger fucking of her pussy. She reached down and stroked what she had hope to find...his massive hardness hidden by his tight fitting jeans.

Splayed out like a centerfold posing on a bed, Emily looked up at Adrian with a smile, "I...I think you can dispense with referring to me as Ms. Hall, don't you think?"

Emily groaned and closed her eyes as he smiled down at her and continued ramming his fingers inside her, each time causing her body to shudder and rise up off the desk.
 
Adrian, driven on by the sheer shamelessness of his teacher not to wear any panties to school, began finger fucking her engaged pussy. A evil smile played across his lips as he felt her gyrate on his fingers. She wanted it bad now. And he was going to give it to her. She would think of him every time she fucked her husband to be.

"I like Ms. Hall, it's Ms. Hall I've wanted to fuck all year."

He fucked her harder and harder, making her jump off the desk each time.

"Tell me, Ms. Hall, does your fiancee make you feel this good?"
 
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