Lesson Plans (for Luna Wolf)

[dragonrazor]

Lance Silvers sighed, looking at his watch. He was the only student left in the classroom, and he was only there because he had to be. It was his last class before graduation, and everyone else had skipped it. There he sat, at the age of 18, hoping to not be noticed by anyone, and he was the only person in the classroom. Sometimes, he hated his life. At least the teacher was total eye candy. Just as he was thinking that, she walked into the room, carrying her lesson plan. She didn't look up until she got to her desk, and when she did, Lance could see the vein pulse in her forehead. "Morning, Miss Yamaguchi. Looks like everyone else skipped out, and left me here."

Miki Yamaguchi sighed, as she surveyed her classroom. Out of a class of forty, the only one who actually showed up was the one who was graduating. She could be out getting laid, she thought, as she looked at the lack of students. At least the one who remained was cute. She had to admit that she was surrounded by hot teenage guys all day, and sometimes she daydreamed. Of course, the students all seemed to not notice, but most of them were probably thinking of their girlfriends, or the next big game.

She was...Angry. Very angry, he noted. When she asked where the other students were, he shrugged. He had no idea where everyone was, but the look on Miss Yamaguchi's face was interesting. He studied her face, then her body, looking her up and down. She really was quite beautiful. She had a better body and better looks than any of the schoolgirls he'd seen at the place. Shaking his head, he forced himself to concentrate on answering her. "They probably bailed to get an early start on the pregame rituals."


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Miki Yamaguchi, Teacher

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Of course, there would be no one here. It wasn't like this particular class was filled with excitement. And, of course, the only guy to show up would be the one who had to, not because he liked the course, but because he needed the credit.
Miki sighed and strode to her desk, laying her lesson planner on the empty surface and tugging her skirt into better postion. Her eyes focused immediately on the seating chart in the top most right hand corner of the desk. Five different classes, upwards of three hundred students? No way she could remember them all.

"Hello, Mr. Silvers. Looks like it's just going to be you and me. I am thinking the others may end up with a big fat 0 for the day."

Miki shook her head, glad that her riotous mass of hair was under control for a change. To think, she could have stayed home and played hooky, maybe called a friend or two and done something...entertaining. But noooo, here she was~ being Miss Responsibility. It was enough to bring tears to her eyes. She tried to get the anger under control, but it was a very touch and go sort of thing for a quite a few moments. Finally she forced the question out~asking the young man about the others. His answer didn't help her attitude, at all.

"They probably bailed to get an early start on the pregame rituals."

She sank down into her chair and thought for a moment, her head bent under the beginnings of a stress headache. There wasn't any point in keeping him and this was her last class of the day. After deciding that it was useless to try and teach one person, she faced the lone student and was immediately caught by the intelligence showing in his eyes. He was the quiet one, the boy who never really caused trouble and who was cute in a completely unselfconscious way. He deserved a break, just for showing up.

"Ok, Mr. Silvers, since you have decided to grace me with your presence when I am sure there are fifty billion places you would rather be, you get a pass for the day. In other words, I am just gonna give you an A for this lesson and you can go."

She shrugged and eyed him with just a hint of a smile.

"However, I do expect to see you in our next scheduled meeting, so please show up. Next time won't be so easy."

She said nothing else, only smiled slightly and waited to see if he would take the hint and go. She needed a vacation and possibly a good long sex session and none of that was going to happen while she was here, at school. Deciding action would work better than words, she stood up, unbound her hair, shook it out and picked up her lesson planner.

"That's it. We will try this again the next time, OK?"

 

[dragonrazor]

Lance had to smile at the idea of the other students failing for the day. He watched Miss Yamaguchi's form as the woman thought about what to do. When she said he could go home, and let her hair down, Lance's brow raised in a questioning expression. As he did so, he took in the way she looked with her hair down, framing her face and trailing down over her bustline and down her back. He smiled again, and shrugged. There wasn't much else to do, of course. So he packed up his books, shouldered his backpack and climbed to his feet.

He stepped away from his desk, bowing slightly to the busty brunette that taught the class, and started out the door. "See you Monday, Miss Yamaguchi. Try not to be too bored." He headed down the hall as he left, thinking. He almost ran into one of the coaches, a woman who insisted her students call her simply Mayumi. A woman who dressed in a legless jumpsuit and thigh high leggings. After bowing in apology, he sidestepped the woman, who headed right for Miki to talk to her about a night on the town.

He himself headed for his car, which sat out in the parking lot. The sleek, highly tuned sports car was both powerful and beautiful, with a paintjob that he'd designed himself. It was trademarked too, which gave him some rather nice funds to play with. Most of his funds went into putting new gear in the car, or towards fixing up the old Chevy Suburban his father left behind his house.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

She hadn't made it very far. Not before that bitch stopped her by the gymnasium for some of her usual taunting and shit talking. Mayumi was tight, toned and just a wee bit younger...ok, a LOT younger but their sex drives were about the same, which meant they spent more time in one another's lives than one would expect. To Mayumi, that meant she felt it was only fair she get to point out Miki's shortcomings whenever they had a few moments alone. Like now.

Miki listened with an air of disgust before finally shutting the phys ed teacher down with a hand to the face. "Oh stuff it. I have better things to do. My day is done and I am about to go find someone to entertain me for a few hours. Why don't you try doing the same?"

Conversation over. Miki left the school and hustled home. She needed a shower, a shave and to find her little black book for the first entry to tonight's festivities. After that, it was just about anyone's guess how the weekend would turn out.

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A few hours had come and gone and Miki had gotten no further than her bed. She had laid down for a quick nap before things got busy and had never awakened. Her date for the evening ad come and gone but she was too deeply asleep to notice. And anyway, she was having the most glorious dream! There were cocks and orgasms aplenty, and she shivered and moaned all night long.

She had awakened twice to intense, mind blowingly intense, orgasms...better than any she could have given to herself. Upon her third awakening, she realised that Mr. Silvers had been starring in her latest sweat soaked fanatsy. She decided then and there that he would fall into her bed, and cunt, as soon as she could possibly arrange it.

 

[dragonrazor]

Lance had taken his car out to buy some new parts for the Suburban. Then he'd spent most of the day and night installing them. While doing so, several of the cheerleaders had passed by his house six times in a couple of hours in a car. Each pass was accompanied by whistling, hoots, and hollers, which Lance ignored. Once he finished his work on the truck, he went inside, so the next pass from the cheerleaders found a driveway that had been cleaned up and the object of their teasing uncooperative. He was inside, showering and then going to bed, his mind drifting to how good the teacher had looked that day, and how annoyed he was with his classmates who had bailed on the woman.

It wasn't until the next morning...early the next morning, after he'd had to wash his clothes due to the nature of his drifting dreams, that he'd gone outside. He decided to head to the store for some snacks and something to make for breakfast. He wasn't sure what as he wandered the aisles, until he found himself facing a rather striking hind end bent over with her head in one of the freezers. He gave a low whistle as the skirted hindquarters wiggled. Then he realized how it sounded, and cleared his throat. "Ahem. Excuse me, it works better if you bent at the knees, not the waist."

When the figure bumped her head, cursing in a rather impressive way, and a familiar voice, that he realized he may have gotten in trouble. As the tall, busty brunette with her stylish glasses turned to face him, he groaned inwardly. Great. He'd just made his teacher smack her head on a freezer.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Miki had awakened fully at her usual time, 5:45 am. Obviously there was no school on Saturday morning but her body didn't care and was quite adamant that she should get up and get moving, just like always. And Miki obeyed her body, like always, getting up and dressing in a tiny black skirt and fitted drss shirt. No point in looking less than gorgeous, one never knew who they might see.

She stepped outside just as the sun peeked over the horizon and headed for a near by store. The cupboards were bare and groceries of some sort were needed. Miki figured that there weren't going be many people out this early so she hadn't really atempted to do anything with her hair and it hung in a riotous mess. Who the hell was going to see her?

Striding into the cavernous store, Miki headed straight for the freezer section. Had she known she was going to bump into her erstwhile student, she might have taken the time to get herself together, a little better. As it was, the hesitant voice that pointed out her improper bending techniques startled her so badly that she banged her head on a freezer shelf.

She whipped around, a hand coming to rest on the knot forming on her forehead.
"Oh, you scared me, Mr. Silvers. What are you doing up so early?"

 

[dragonrazor]

Lance winced at the sight of his teacher holding a hand to her forehead. He cleared his throat, gave a cough, then nodded. "Uh. Yeah, sorry about that. I needed something for breakfast. Decided to come to the store. Didn't expect to run into a teacher, Miss Yamaguchi. Are you okay?"

He hadn't meant to make her hit her head. Though he had to admit, with the dishevelled look, she was more attractive. He had to force himself to avert his eyes. He did so by walking to the freezer himself and grabbing a few things he needed out of it. He sighed as he saw that the price on his favorite hash browns went up. "Great, another price increase."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Miki grimaced slightly and brought her hand away from her forehead. The poor guy looked so upset over her mishap. Maybe she could use it to get him to her house? She debated the idea~turning it over in her mind, going over the merits, the flaws. As far as she could see, there wouldn't be any drawbacks and possibly an early morning boning in the very near future. She waited until he had retrieved his groceries from the freezer and contrived a small stumble, hand returning to rub furiously at the small goose egg. She watched him, gauging his reaction. The next little stumble meant she landed directly against him, her body pressing close.

"Oh. I feel a little dizzy. Maybe I should try and drive home. Say forget the groceries for now and go sleep this headache off."

Miki waited, sure that her student would offer to take her home.

 

[dragonrazor]

Lance barely managed to avoid dropping anything as he caught his busty brunette teacher just before she landed against the case. As she started thinking out loud, pondering driving home, something about it seemed contrived. Her body pressed close to his, her full, firm breasts against his chest and her belly pinning him against the case. He knew she could probably feel the full length hardness in his pants as she did so. He was a little worried about it, and then could have sworn he felt a gentle grinding motion from her against him. He closed his eyes, pondering what to do, then nodded slowly.

"You don't look so good, Ma'am. Maybe I should take you back to your house and help you inside?" He started to put his intended groceries back in a nearby cooler, still pressed against the first one by the teacher's body while he waited for her answer.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

He was offering the ride and the help. If Miki could have done the happy dance without giving away the fact that she was setting him up, she would have. Instead, she allowed her body to sag further before stepping away from his lean form, her hand going back to rub the knot on her forehead.

"Go ahead, finish your shopping. I will just head out to my car and sit down until you finish."

Miki stumbled away, her hips swaying delicately. Of course, he probably knew she was faking. She had felt that bulge hidden beneath his pants and it was quite a nice one. Didn't matter, not really. If he knew she was faking, then his surprise would be feigned when she got him inside the door and tugged his pants, down.

 

[dragonrazor]

Lance watched the form of his teacher half stumbling, half sashaying away with a frown. He stood there for a moment, pondering his course of action. Then he shrugged, and went back to his grocery shopping. He decided to get enough for the both of them. He'd play along, at least until he found out what the game was. He did have to admit, after all, that landing someone like her would be interesting. And he did believe she was the hottest woman in the entire school, including the student body.

After paying for the groceries at the counter, he walked out to his Suburban, which had inadvertently pulled in beside her car, and raised an eyebrow, looking at her. "Are you sure you should use your car, Miss Yamaguchi?"

That's right, it was time to call her bluff.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Miki had actually dozed off, her headache worsening as she waited. So, Lance's voice brought her out of sleep land a bit harshly. She sat up, jerking into an upright position and shook her head to clear it.

"I wasn't planning on driving my car, Mr. Silvers. I was either going to ride with you or have you drive my car. Whatever is easiest."

With those few words, she slid out of the car and attempted a stretch. A low moan as her head began to throb in a syncopated rhythm with her heart beat. The dizziness, feigned at first, had actually started.

"Fuck." Miki mumbled to herself and tried to shake off the headache. She must have cracked her head a good one. "So, which car are you driving?"

 

[dragonrazor]

Lance frowned again as he watched her. She actually may have hit her head hard enough for the clearly feigned injury from earlier to no longer be feigned. She looked a little woozy, and he was genuinely worried now. In response, however, he opened the passenger seat on the big SUV that he'd overhauled. He had decided to open the back seat for her, in case she felt like laying down. He put the groceries in the cargo section, and then held the door open for her.

"In case you needed to lay down. The back seat folds backwards instead of forwards. I was rather insistent on that when I designed the new seats."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

By now, Miki's stomach felt as if she couldn't keep anything down. The idea of puking in her car held absolutely NO appeal so when Lance opened his Suburban's door, she crawled in without a by your leave, completely forgetting the fact that she had NO panties on. She stretched out with a sigh, flopping onto her belly and closing her eyes, almost at once.

"Do you even know where I live?" Miki mumbles her question, unsure if he even hears. "It is three blocks over, the house with the green door."

Silence as he shut the doors and started the SUV. The motion upset her head, causing flashes of color and light but her stomach stopped with the queasiness and for that Miki was thankful. Eventually, they came to a stop and Miki sat up, attempting to tug her skirt down.

 

[dragonrazor]

Lance closed the doors once his teacher was laying on the seat. Seeing her laying on her belly gave him a bit of amusement, but he climbed into the driver's seat and started the engine. He put his seat belt on, and put the vehicle in gear, checking her in the mirror to make sure she was alright. He said nothing at her question, and drove slowly to her house as she said which one it was. He pulled to a stop in front of the house, raising an eyebrow at the design of it. He'd honestly expected her to live in an apartment building, given her status as a teacher. Not that he was complaining about the old Victorian home he found himself faced with. As Miki sat up, Lance climbed out of the car to help her out. He opened the door for her, and held out his hand.

"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital first?"

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Miki heard the question and ignored it. Hospital, indeed. Like she had money to waste on that when all they would say was~concussion, watch the swelling, rest and take tylenol for the headache. Fuck, she could diagnose herself for free and save the cash for another, more important, impulse toy.

She gripped his hand and slid out of the back of his SUV, her skirt rising until she was on two feet and gripping his shoulder with her free hand. The dizziness hadn't really abated, just hid while she was laying down. "No hospital. Just get me inside where I can slip into something less contricting and rest, please."

Statement finished, she turned and started toward the door, dragging her student behind her. He could help her get comfortable and then, if her head stopped spinning, she could help him get comfortable. It was a win-win. With a start, she remembered the door was locked and looked for her bag. It was dangling from her wrist. A haphazard search brought her key ring to the top. She pulled her house key from the cavernous bag and opened the door.

"Home, sweet home."

She made her way inside on slightly shaky legs and began to strip, unzipping the skirt and allowing it to slide down her legs, unbottoning the top and shrugging it from her shoulders. She glanced back at Lance. "Could you please unhook my bra?"

 

[dragonrazor]

While she was at the door, Lance ran back and got the groceries out of the back of the truck. He brought them back, and watched her carefully as she struggled to remember where the key was. As he helped her inside, surveying her house, and setting the groceries down in the kitchen as they came to it, he again wondered about an ulterior motive. As she started to strip, he looked away, putting some of the groceries away in her cupboards and refrigerator.

When she suddenly asked him to unhook her bra, he coughed, just about dropping the eggs. He turned slowly to look at her, and his jaw worked as he considered. Then he shrugged, walking up behind her. He brought his hands up, surveying her shoulders, and then found the catch for the bra. He popped it free with ease, then started to step back so she could finish getting changed.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The bra came off easily and her breasts finally felt normal. The stupid thing was too tight, one of those damned push up contraptions which made her breasts look awesome but were unhealthy for her back. She gave a little wiggle and then turned around to face her student.

"Oh, you bought groceries? How much do I owe you?"

Miki reached for her bag and opened it up, digging for her wallet. She couldn't let him buy things for the house without offering to reimburse him in cash, first. That way, if she took it out in trade, it would be fair.

She looked up at him, vaguely remembering that she still had her heels and stockings on. Stepping out of her pumps furthered the height difference but she figured that was a good thing. She gave another little jounce, setting her breasts into motion as she waited for his answer.

 

[dragonrazor]

Lance kept his eyes away even as he noted that she turned to face him. His immediate thought was that her breasts had to be bigger than she let on. That gave him another frown, as he considered that her bra must be about two sizes too small. He did his best to ignore the wiggle and the obvious attempts to get him looking at her breasts. When she reached for the bag of groceries and opened it up, he shook his head. She offered to reimburse him, but really, he figured she needed breakfast and so did he.

He said as much, after clearing his throat a bit. "Well, I figure we both needed breakfast, so we might as well eat together. That way I can make sure you're okay. If I see the fork or spoon wavering or anything like that, I'll know you need to see a doctor to make sure you didn't trigger a siezure or something."

Then he sighed, closing his eyes, and it was a few moments before he opened them. He turned to look her in the eyes, and tilted his head. "But then, you asked me to take you home for an entirely different reason, didn't you, Miss Yamaguchi? You wanted me to take care of you in a different way. So why are you beating around the bush? You wanted me to fuck you senseless in every position on every surface of your house, didn't you?"

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

'Well, he certainly is very forthright.' That was Miki's immediate thought. The second one wasn't much better. 'In every room, on every surface?' She shook her head, just a bit, chasing those thoughts to the background. And then she allowed her eyes to fall completely upon him, taking in his long body, the lean musculature, his hip shot stance.
Obviously, she wasn't as good at hiding her thoughts as she had assumed. A miniscule shrug. 'Fuck it.'

"And, so what if that is what I do want? You willing to provide it, Mr. Silvers? And even further, do you honestly believe that you can do it."

Miki moved closer, her hands darting out to grab his belt buckle, tugging him closer to her. She looked up at him and raised up on tip toe to press her body to his, mouth meeting his in a quick kiss.

 

[dragonrazor]

Lance saw her jaw working as she considered what to tell him. It was amusing. Her questions were even more amusing. As she moved her body close to his, grabbing his belt buckle, he was expecting her to start trying to undo it. He wasn't expecting the kiss as she pressed her body against his. It was only a second before he put both hands on her arse, pulling her body tight to his, and deepened the kiss. If she wanted to play that game, he could play too. His hands kneaded the flesh of her arse as he ground his rapidly hardening length against her, slipping his tongue into her mouth and rubbing it against hers.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Miki didn't bother to hesitate or play coy, not after her student put strong hands on her ass and began a subtle grinding motion with his hips. Never look a gift cock in the mouth was her only nonsensical thought before she allowed her self to just give in.

His tongue darted quickly, smoothly, against hers, causing a delightful shiver that came and went. She broke the kiss and stepped back, dropping to her knees before him. Fingers moved to his belt buckle and loosened both it and his jeans, tugging them down with practiced ease. Her mouth turned upward and she gave a throaty chuckle, before slipping the head of his length into her open, waiting mouth.

 

[dragonrazor]

Lance felt the tall, busty brunette shiver against him. He smiled, then watched her as she stepped back out of his hands. As she dropped to her knees, unclasping his belt buckle and tugging down his pants with skill that could only have come from dozens, maybe even hundreds, of times doing such a thing, he tilted his head. The chuckle she gave, just before she spread her lips around the thick mushroom head of his length, made him think for a moment, with jealousy, that she'd practiced this a lot. He let her work his length with her lips for a few moments.

Then he put a hand on her head, and started to pump his hips in time with her bobbing head. As more and more of his hard, throbbing pole vanished between the beautiful, ruby red lips of the gorgeous brunette, Lance gave a moan. The pleasure she gave him as she sucked him down made him absolutely certain. He was going to make this gorgeous woman his. Even if she had to make him hers first, he thought as he watched her looking up at him.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

He was a masterly sort of male, the kind who could not stand still and take a sucking off. Miki felt his hands in her hair and the beginning motions of his hips as he pumped deep into her mouth. In that moment, she wished they were seated. It would be too difficult to throat him like this and there was nothing she liked more than gagging on a hard one. She stopped her movements and shook her head, releasing his length with a slight *pop*.

"This would work better on the couch. And YOU are overdressed. You should probably fix that."

She said nothing else, only turning away to head for the livingroom. He would either follow or leave. She hoped he followed.

 

[dragonrazor]

Lance raised an eyebrow, watching the retreating figure of Miki Yamaguchi, her hips swaying seductively as she headed for the living room. He waited for a moment, pondering the consequences of what they were about to do. Then he finished disrobing. He removed his shirt and pants, and followed her into the living room. He watched her for a moment from the doorway, then walked over to her.

He pulled her up to her feet, and kissed her again, massaging and squeezing her arse. The gorgeous brunette would either love or regret what she'd started. The kiss continued for long moments. When he finally broke it, it was to look into her heated eyes, and smile. "If you're not serious about this, now's the time to tell me. Otherwise, Miss Yamaguchi, I'm going to stuff you so full of my cock that you won't want to leave my lap ever again."