Hot For Teacher

Dr. Will Witman:

"You look so sexily slutty and your cocksucking mouth feels sooo good, your nipples and tits feel sooo wonderful I'm about to cum Katyslut.
"Be ready. Drink and swallow all you can.
"Mmmmm, yesssss tit fuck me as you fuck me with your hot, licking and sucking mouth," he says and moans as his cock swells and beings to throb in her mouth.

"Cummming. Drink my cum my slut slave." he moans as she feels the first stream of his cum swell the vein under the shaft she's licking heading to her eager mouth.
 
Roland Berker:

Roland was heading towards dr Witman's office. Sure, he understood why they had to read The Story Of O, but he wasnt prepared for the contence. Seeing that most of the other books were the same, he headed over to dr Witman's office to ask some questions about a dibious booklist: even for a Human Sexuality Class.

As he approached the door, checking the name on it, he knocked and tried to open the door. Locked...

"Proffesor, are you in there?"
 
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Katy

Katy thrills at the feeling of Dr will’s cock twitching and growing in her mouth. Its heat grows more intense and she feels it begin to throb rapidly and suddenly.

She sinks down and grinds her hips so her fingers penetrated her deeply, and sinks her lips halfway down Dr Will's pulsing member.


His thighs tense around her breasts and Then thet hot rushing jets of his cum enters her mouth and she has the creamy, musky taste of seamen in her mouth for the first time. She mews softly as she suckles on Dr Will's cock like a teat and obediently drinks his cum.

The sudden knock and rattle of the door handle startles Katy. The idea thatshe might be caught naked and kneeling with the headmaster's cock in her mouth panicing her and setting her heart racing again.

She jerks upwards in alarm, but Dr Will continues to ejeculate, spewing his cum over her face and neck...
 
Dr. Will Witman:

"Ohhhh yessss my Katy slave you're doing sooo welll. Suck it out of me.
"Mmmmmm, drink it and lick me as you suck me dry lovely Katy," he says stroking her hollowed cheeks as he cums and cums into her mouth.

When the door knob rattles, "Damn it. Don't bother us now," Dr. Will mutters then he smiles at her as he watches his cum splashing on her face and neck, onto her heaving swaying breasts.

"Crawl under my desk Katy and be still. I'll hide your clothing and see who's at the door, if they're still out there since it was locked. They may presume I'm out of the office and have left," Dr. Will says as he uses her breasts to dry his cock then stands to pull up his trousers and fasten them.
 
Roland Berker

"Hello, I've heard some noises, are you ok proffesor?"

Frowning at the strange things he keeps hearing, like there was a cat in there or something. Finally he heard someone walk towards the door
 
Dr. Will Witman:

"I'm fine thanks. Be right there," Dr. Will calls out. "Just busy working on a sensitive subject (and he winks and grins at Katy now that she's backed under his desk and is looking up at him very nervously) so locked the door for security reasons."

Her clothes now out of sight on his closet shelf, Dr. Will opens the door and says, "Oh hello again. Mr. Berker from the library if I recall correctly."

"How may I help you, "Dr. Will asks as he moves to his desk and sits down behind it with a leg on either side of Katy crouching under it and back far enough that a look down will let him see her cummy wide eyed face and cummy tits with their still hard nipples.
 
Roland Berker

He smiled at the teacher.

"Yes, I have some questions about the reading material that we have gotten for this class, may I come in and discuss it with you?"

He sniffed a second at the strange sent in the air, but dismissed it as the room itself. Smiling he enters the room."

"I personally think that the reading material is a bit too, how shall I say, sexual..., even for a human sexuality class."
 
Dr. Will Witman:

"Well Mr. Berker," Dr. Will says sitting behind his desk as he slides his chair closer so he's further under it, closer to naked Katy, and shifts in his seat suggestively toward her as he slouches just a bit, "each of us is most certainly entitled to our opinions.
"If you feel that way there's no need for you to read any of the listed literary or scientific works on the reading list.
"None will be test material just for work on papers mostly for extra credit.
"I hope that will set your mind at ease."
 
Katy felt the hot spray of Dr Will's cum on her skin. His voice when he speaks is reassuring. "Crawl under my desk Katy and be still. I'll hide your clothing and see who's at the door..." he says as he wipes the spittle and cum off his glistening cum onto her breasts. The way he literally uses her as a kleenex gives her throbbing pussy a strange thrill.

She crawls into the dark alcove and sits still and silent as Dr Will sits down in front of her, flicking his eyes down at her in subtle acknowledgement as he talks with another student... Roland, maybe?
 
Dr, Will Witman:

As he waits for Mr. Breaker to respond Will casually lets his hand drop under the desk. He leans forward to reach a folder on his desk with one hand and the other hand wipes his cum on Katy. When he sits back again the cummy fingers under the desk move to indicate she needs to clean them off, he hopes with her tongue and mouth.
 
Katy can't help her breaths coming in heaves as Dr Will puts his powerful hand on her and begins to rub his spunk into her skin. The massaging touch of it gliding over her soiled face and breasts. She shakes as she fingers herself, slowly to aoid making a noise...

When he is done her whole face, neck, breasts and shoulders are glistening and wet. He pulls his now sticky hand away and gestures unmistakably.

Katy leans after and starts to lick and suck at his fingers, taking the flavour of cum into her mouth and cleaning off his hand.
 
Intro post: if y'all don't mind another student

Phedre Murray

OOC: Tall for a girl Phedre stands at about 5'9 with dark chestnut hair and glittering chocolate colored eyes. She has an athletic build but with full hips, a round ass and large 34D breasts she will never be petite, still she works hard and plays harder and despite her curves her stomach is flat and her legs toned and shapely.

IC: Being in a new school for her senior year sucked. She had just turned 18 and had so been looking forward to being top dog in her old school when they found out her father's job was transfering him, and thus the whole family, to another city. Walking through the new building she'd been talking to teachers all day trying to get her schedule sorted out. Finding out which classes were full and which still had room for just one more student.

The male teachers had been easily, a sweet smile and a deep breath to lift her firm, ample tits, had been enough to get her into most of the classes she wanted. There was only one more class that she really wanted but everytime she'd gone past Dr. Witman's office that day he's either not been there or the door had been closed just like it was now. With a soft sigh she kept walking down the hall with the simple decision to just corner him at the end of the day. She really wanted into his Human Sexuality class, it sounded like a blast and she'd already checked out some of the reading material in the library. She'd been surprised he could get away with assigning some of it and that had only pricked her interest even more.

OOC: If an addition is a problem let me know and I'll just bow out...have loved reading so far!
 
OOC to Phedre: Welcome and you'll find ol' Doc Will in his office for awhile after the last class of the day is over you vertically challenged (short) and undernourished, skinny waif you. *LOL*

PP
 
PhoenixPrime01 said:
OOC to Phedre: Welcome and you'll find ol' Doc Will in his office for awhile after the last class of the day is over you vertically challenged (short) and undernourished, skinny waif you. *LOL*

PP

OOC: Thanks for the welcome PP!
 
As Katy sucks on Dr Will's fingers and slides her tongue in the gaps between them her own hands and fingers shake inside her pussy. She leans towards his hand, pressing her naked body against his shin, rubbing her head against his inner thigh...

She wraps her arsm around his leg and grinds her pussy down onto his foot and over the ridged leather of his shoe. Part of her mind wonders amid her overwhelming arousal what sound she might be making, and struggles to keep silent despite the desperate sexual enegy vibrating inside her.
 
Realizing it was nearly the end of the day Phedre sighed and headed back toward Dr. Witman's office. Once again she was confronted with a closed door and had to resist the urge to stamp her foot in outrage. Wheeling around and idea pops into her head and a mischievious grin curve her lips.

Sauntering out into the parking lot she politely asks one of the other teachers which car belongs to Dr. Witman. The teacher hesitates for only a moment in which Phedre gives him her best "doe eyed innocent" look and takes a deep breath that lifts her breasts against the front of her shit. Stammering slightly the teacher gives her the answer she needs and practically scurrys off. With a laugh she just shakes her head thinking that men are too damned easy to be believed sometimes and wondering if there's a man left in the world that can't be controlled by a pair of big brown eyes and large breasts.

Pulling a notebook from her bag she quickly writes a short note: Dr. Witman, please forgive this unorthodox introduction but everytime I came by your office today the door was closed or you weren't in. My name is Phedre Murray and I'm new to the school. I'd love to get into your Human Sexuality class if there's still room for just one more student. Attached to this note is the permission slip I need for the office. I'll come by and collect your answer in the morning. If you would like to discuss some of the more "practical" applications of the class please feel free to call at 555-0000. Thank you for your time. Phedre

She couldn't help but smirk a bit at the note, it sounded almost cold except for that quip about the practical application of class and the fact that she left him her phone number. Putting both the note and the slip she needed signed under his windshield wiper she thanked god it was a beautiful day so that they wouldn't be ruined and simply headed home. She half hoped he'd call, if half the rumors she'd heard about him were true he might make an interesting conquest.
 
Dr. Will Witman:

(OOC: As we're waiting for SirDarlon (Roland Breaker) to post I'm going to "split time" so caela won't have to wait too.)

Dr. Will after he leaves his office when Roland, then Katy have left:

He sees the papers under his windshield wiper fluttering in the wind as he approaches his car. After opening the door and putting his attache case and laptop inside he pulls them out and sits down to read.

'Phedre Murry. Must be a new student. I think a trip to Admin to check her records and enrollment picture is in order to see if she'd acceptable for Human Sexuality. Especially after reading "practical applications" in her note,' he thinks to himself as he gets out and relocks his car and goes back inside.

Booting up a computer her name's entered and he quickly scans her records from her last school then goes to the full color digital picture from knees up the school keeps on file in the event of emergeny and to use on the student ID cards.

'A bit above average student. Active in school athletic program. Acceptable science and psychology courses with B's. So for so good,' Dr. Will thinks as he waits for the pic to appear.

When it does his eyes widen a bit as he leans closer to the monitor unconsciously and zooms in a bit on her face, then down her body.

'Ohhh yesss Miss Murry, you definitely need to be in my Sexuality class and I suspect, no I'm sure you'll be involved in "practical applications" too.'

He picks up the phone and dials 555-0000 and asks for Phedre Murry saying it's Dr. William Witman from the school calling.
 
Hearing the phone ring she quickly picks it up hoping it one of her friends from her old school. When she hears an unfamiliar male voice on the other end asking for her a small smile curves her lips.

" Hello Dr. Witman, this is Phedre, " she says, her voice low and throaty but smooth at the same time, what her father calls a "whiskey" voice. " I take it you got my note then? I was hoping that teacher I asked gave me the right car. What can I do for you?"
 
Dr. Will Witman w/ Phedre on the phone:

"Well it seems it's more like what I can do for you Miss Murry, as you're the one seeking entry into my class," he replies in his deep voice and chuckling.
"What time can you be in my office in the morning for an interview Ms. Murry?
"The other students were here last year so I was able to talk with other instructiors to determine their maturity, but since you're a new student this year an interview will be needed before I can decide if you'll be allowed in the class or not."
 
" I can be in as early as you like Dr. Witman, " glancing at her watch as she speaks she continues " heck if you're not busy we can meet up and do the interview tonight if you'd like. Being new in town I don't know anyone yet so it's not like I have plans and until my schedule is set I can't start classes so there's no homework even to keep me busy yet. "
 
Dr. Will Witman:

"Do you drive Miss Murry?
"I'm about to start for home. If you do that would suffice for me, if your comfortable with it."
 
Phedre Murray

" Yes Dr. Witman, I have my own car so I can drive myself over if you give me direction and an address. The only reference point I have in this town as yet though is the school so just give me the directions from there please. "
 
Dr. Will Witman:

"I live at 4549 Wildwood Drive in Wildwood Estates. It's on the edge of town straight North on the road in front of the school. Estates Drive is the main entrance road and Wildwood Drive is the last left and a cul-de-sac. My home is the one directly across the circle from the street.
"Pull into the drive and to the back. I'll be on the back screened porch so why walk down the driveway.
"As we'll not be in school dress as casually as you wish. I'll likely be in shorts, t-shirt and sandals.
"I'll look for you shortly then Ms. Murry.
"Goodbye for now," and he hangs up.

The computer is shut down, the office and building locked again and 30 minutes later he's on his porch having a cold beer and dressed as he'd described and only in what he'd described to her enjoying the breeze and looking over his fenced in tree lined back yard.
 
Phedre Murray

Writing down the directions given and saying goodbye she runs up to her room to dig through her closet.

Thankfully the first thing she'd done was unpack her clothes knowing she'd need to look her best at least the first couple weeks of school. Deciding to go with a more innocently sexy look for this interview she pulls out a sundress in a soft hunter green that sets off the small gold flecks in her chocolate eyes and makes her creamy skin appear even softer against it. The empire waist of the dress perfectly emphasizes her breasts by cupping and lifting them to press against the low cut neckline. The flirty hem of the skirt barely falling to the middle of well toned thighs makes her smile softly, the overall effect is designed to make men drool while giving the women around them nothing they can really find fault in except the men's reactions. Grabbing a pair of heeled sandles from the bottom of my closet I again smile as I wrap the leather straps up and around my calves in an attitude reminiscent of ballet slippers. The straps clinging to my flesh like a second skin.

Standing to look in the mirror she twirls lightly enjoying the way she looks. Reaching up she tugs the ponytail holder from her hair letting thick chestnut tresses fall loosly down around her shoulders to the middle of her back, only the slightest of waves giving the otherwise straight locks body an movement. More then one man had told her it made their fingers itch to slide through it and as yet she had no reason to believe Dr. Witman would be any harder to manipulate then every other man she'd ever met.

Grabbing her car keys she hollers out back to her parents that she'll be back later and runs out to hop into her midnight blue mustang. The car was her pride and joy, she'd put up half for it when it was just a junker and her father had put up the other half. With the help of her guy friends back home they'd fixed it up on weekend until it ran like a dream. Seeing her dedication to the car her father had had it painted the color of midnight for her 18th birthday, with that finishing touch it was dream that made most of the guys she knew drool almost as much as the sight of her breasts did.

Laughing at that last thought she pulls into Dr. Witman's drive and drives out to the back as instructed. Hopping out of the car she sees a man sitting on the back porch sipping a beer and smiles, not baaaaaad, not bad at all Doc, she thinks to herself. Entering the porch she smiles warmly and holds out her hand in greeting, " Dr. Witman I presume. "
 
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