Lesson Plans (for Luna Wolf)

Miki felt his eyes upon her, even before she turned around to look at him. He stood there~a well built young male, at his sexual peak. She gave an involuntary groan and walked toward him. The kiss he gave her was long, breath taking, intense. She hadn't really expected that. After all, kissing was not her thing. His words startled laughter from her.

"Oh I have every intention of finishing this, Mr. Silvers. It has gone too far as it is."

She gave him a grin and motioned for him to take a seat on her sofa.

"Now, get comfortable. We have LOTS of surfaces to cover."
 
Lance returned the laughter at her words. Then he took a seat on her sofa, getting comfortable and spreading his legs for her to easily access every inch of his cock. Then he took a good long look at her. The sight of her, standing there in the buff, with her full, firm breasts swaying as she breathed, sent a pulsing throb through his length, causing it to visibly twitch. He crooked his finger, motioning her over. "Get over here and get back to sucking it down, Miss Yamaguchi. I want to cover you with my hot, sticky seed, inside AND out."
 
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She didn't need to be told twice. Moving hastily, she reached the couch and placed a hand on his chest.

"Lay down, little boy. Teacher has plans for you."

She watched as he swung himself around, spreading himself out like a delectable meal and then she climbed on, placing her cunt directly over his mouth. She leaned down then, whispering the next sentence against his hard flesh.

"Make the most of your mouth. I plan on doing the same."

No more words. She slurped him down, covering her teeth with ruby red lips and swallowing steadily until she felt his spongy head at the back of her throat. A slight shift in position and there was an inaudible click as her throat muscles widened to receive him. A jerk as she fought the gag reflex and then up, breathing deeply through her nose. She did it again, swallowing convulsively.
 
Lance did as she suggested. As he laid back down, the delectable brunette climbed up over him, and said to make the most of his mouth. The rest was lost as the woman swallowed him slowly. Lance's head hit the cushioned armrest hard, then he looked up at her pussy. He reached up, taking her arse in his hands, and squeezed, massaging gently. He started to gently run his tongue over her folds, licking and nibbling at her as she took him down deep into her throat.

He moaned into her folds, and then started to eagerly devour her, continuing to massage her firm hind end. His length throbbed and twitched as she bobbed her head up and down on him. And he returned the favor, nipping and sucking at her clit and then moving two fingers up between her folds, slowly slipping them into her.
 
She thought she would lose her mind. Between the fingers, the hard mouth, the delicate tongue work? She thought she would lose her mind. Miki loved having a mouth there. It felt seductive. Even more, she loved having a mouth there when her own mouth was so very busy

A low moan to encourage him, followed by another as she swallowed him again. Her jaws were finally loosening up, a prodigious amount of froth keeping his length sufficiently lubed for swallowing. Her eyes drifted closed as she revelled in the act of getting her pussy eaten, giving a male head. It had been entirely too long.

The first orgasm snuck up on her and she stopped in the act of swallowing him, her jaws fighting the urge to clamp shut. A moan, one that was muffled by the mouthful she had, could be heard echoing around the room. Her cunt twitched, tightening on his questing fingers. After the first wave, she went back to bobbing.

The suction became more insistent. She wanted to take the first load in her throat, therefore assuring herself a long first ride. Another groan as she released his prick from the tight confines of her throat and returned to the head. Now, she employed another trick~a quick bobbing up and down~her jaws sucking and releasing with each in and out. She didn't try to continue the throating, not now. She wanted his release as soon as possible so they could start again.

This was just~the preliminary.
 
Lance felt the sudden shiver and moaning of the busty brunette teacher that was straddling his face and swallowing his dong. It drove him onward, his fingers moving in and out of her as he sucked hard on her clit. He could feel her spasms around his fingers, and he smiled as he gave her clit a nip. When the buxom beauty started sucking harder and faster, it became evident what she wanted. He moaned into her pussy, and his length spasmed in her mouth and on her tongue. His seed flooded her mouth, spewing out with the force of a hammer, coating everything.
 
Miki swallowed his seed with every evidence of relish, gushing another orgasm over his fingers and mouth. She whimpered quietly and released his softening flesh from the wet confines of her mouth, scooting down slightly so that she could sit up. Once the leg spasms stopped, she stood up and stretched, her eyes lazy lidded.

"Well that was entertaining, but as I said earlier, we have lots of surfaces to cover."

Spreading her legs slightly, she tilted her pelvis forward and offered him an unencumbered view of her cunt, spreading the outer lips so he could see the swollen inner pink flesh. She allowed a finger to trace her clit, her eyes trained on him as she did so, her legs beginning a fine tremor. Using one hand to keep herself spread, she inserted her index finger into wetness.. A shuddery sigh escaped.

"What are you waiting for?"

The words were a taunt as she turned around and bent over, her ass waving in the air. Miki planted one hand on her coffee stand to keep herself stable, while the other busily explored her wet hole. She knew what men liked and he student was most definitely male.
 
As the gorgeous brunette moved down over him, finally leaning over the coffee table, Lance raised an eyebrow. He considered her words, and her taunting. He was silent for a moment, before putting both hands on her arse, squeezing it gently. Then he pulled her towards him, into his lap. His length slid home easily as she sank down on him. Before she got too far, though, he put his hands on her breasts and squeezed them, massaging gently. As he started to bounce on the couch, pushing more of himself up into her as she sank down further, he smiled.

"Is that more to your liking, Miss Yamaguchi?"
 
The answer to his question was long, low moan as she rocked her hips onto his length with every eveidence of complete satisfaction. His hands groped her full breasts and her nipples sood up to full attention, proudly, She could feel his hips jerking as he moved his length in and out of her wetness and it caused a cascade of sensual feelings that centered low, in her belly.

Miki knew bringing him home had been just the thing she needed to perk up her weekend. Hell, she didn't even have a headache anymore and that was saying something. She rose and fell in counterpoint to his movements, her wet cunt sucking him deeper with each motion. Eventually, they would speed up, but for now? She was willing to let him think he was in control.
 
Lance smiled at the bouncing of Miki's form on his lap. Her low moans spurred him on, and he started bouncing her harder in his lap. His hands continued to massage and squeeze her firm, full breasts. He could feel her nipples harden against his palms, and he moved his fingers down to tweak them gently. As her pussy slid up and down his hard, throbbing length, her clit ended up falling against his balls, rubbing as they fucked. He wouldn't have thought he'd end up fucking his teacher, especially over the weekend. But he wasn't about to complain about the tight, hot, wet pussy wrapped around him as the eager brunette moaned in pleasure.
 
Riding was good. Really. It left the male's hand free to roam. To tweak and tease and stroke. Miki enjoyed it, she really did BUT right now, she wanted something more.
So when she rocked her hips upward on the next stroke, she popped off, completely.
She turned toward her student with a grin.


"Sitting is nice but we have far more space that requires more active participation on your part."

Miki stood up and strode over to the end table bending over, spreading her legs slightly and rising up on tip toe.

"Get over her and fuck me, young man."
 
Lance watched as Miki climbed off of him, her face grinning. As she turned to him, explained her intentions, and bent over a nearby table, he didn't waste any time. He stepped out of what little he still had on, walked over behind her, and grabbed her hips. He rammed his length deep into her, penetrating fully in one thrust, and started to fuck her hard like she clearly wanted. His hips slammed against hers hard with each thrust, his balls smacking against her clit. After a few thrusts, his hands slid forward, grabbing her breasts again and pulling her harder against him as his length sawed in and out of her.
 
Better. Much better. Miki allowed the first full throated groan once he did as she asked and took her from behind. He felt good and her wetness made the pressure even more intense. His hands clutched her breasts with just the right amount of roughness as he slammed into her, again and again.The next orgasm ripped through her and her inner walls clutched his length tightly as she wailed her pleasure into the silence of the room.

Once she had regained some semblance of control, she began to fuck back against him. Her haunches moved steadily, her inner walls gripping and relaxing with each in and out. She wanted to milk him dry. Then, maybe, she would allow him to leave. Her hips gave a small rotation, pulling him even deeper and she worked her inner muscles, tightening the grip just a bit. She didn't kknow how long he could last like this...but she wouldn't be too much longer, that was sure.
 
The loud groan Miki made spurred Lance on more. As did the wail of pleasure. But the sudden rough rocking back and forth against him that she did took him by surprise. He could feel her tightening and relaxing, and he moaned against the back of her neck. The rotation of her hips was a bit new, he thought. But then he started thrusting faster. His length speared into her over and over again, deeply penetrating her as he doubled his efforts to match hers. He was throbbing and pulsing deep inside her, the pressure she put on him and the suction of her hot, wet pussy making him expand to fill her depths.

He pinched the busty brunette's nipples, massaging the full globes as he hammered away at her pussy. As they continued, their bodies heating up and getting sweaty, he moved one hand down between their legs, and started rubbing her clit.
 
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Startled breath as his finger searched her folds and found her clit. Her walls pulsed rhythmically, gripping the shaft that grew and throbbed deep within her depths. Legs began a minute tremble that soon took over her whole body as her student pushed himself into her, again and again. The next one was coming quickly and she couldn't control it.

Instead of trying, she allowed it and came, giving a loud groan and fucking back through each pulsation, soaking him. She was starting to get a trifle loose from all the wetness and worked harder to tighten her inner muscles, struggling to bring him off.
She wasn't liking his control. Her hips rotated more quickly, swinging from side to side, each time he was fully buried. Cunt muscles spasmed and pulled ferociously, needing the splash of hot seed deep inside.


"Fuck."
 
It wasn't the motions of their bodies. It wasn't the tightness, or the wetness. It wasn't the heat. As Lance fucked the gorgeous brunette like she'd never been fucked before, it was that one word, moaned loudly by his teacher, that set him off. He rammed his length home, his seed flooding her eager, willing womb. Even through the orgasm, however, he continued to pound his length into her. The trembling body in his arms drove him onward, and he held her close as he pumped his cum into her.
 
Eventually, their bodies stopped. Eventually, he softened and attempted to fall out and away. Miki waited patiently, her body still on over load. This had turned out far better than she could have hoped. Alas, all good things must come to an end. When breath had returned, when sanity had reasserted itself, she moved her body gently and turned her head to look at him.

"Ah, Mr. Silvers. I don't think I have another go round in me right now. The spirit is willing but the body? The body is tired and my head is beginning to start pounding, once more."

Husky laughter. A quirk of an eyebrow as she waited for his reaction. She hoped he'd take the hint but then again...one more fuck before bed wouldn't go amiss.
 
Lance raised an eyebrow as his length slowly fell from her pussy. He tilted his head at her words, realizing she was trying to get rid of him. He considered what to do, then shrugged. Then he turned her around, pulling her close to him. He leaned in, looking her in the eyes. Then he leaned farther in, whispering in her ear. "I'm going to take you to your bedroom. We're going to rest. Then we're going to fuck. A lot. In fact, Miss Yamaguchi, from now on, you won't have to try seducing guys and luring them back here. Because I'm going to fuck you every time you need to be fucked."

He pulled back a bit, looking her in the eyes again before continuing. "In other words, Miss Yamaguchi, I'm the only man you're ever going to need. And I'm not going to stop making you cum until you beg to be my beautiful fucktoy." With that, he picked her up by her thighs, wrapping them around his waist and kissing her deeply, and made his way through her house until he managed to find her bedroom. He'd keep his word. By the end of the weekend, they'd be lovers, not just a one night stand. He intended for her to want him in every sense of the word.

As he found her bedroom he broke the kiss long enough to give a long, low whistle at the decor. Then he carried her in, and fell onto the bed with her. In the process, his reawakened member slid deep into her. He gave a moan against her collarbone, then kissed her again, before stroking his hands up and down her sides. When he broke the kiss this time, it was to latch on to one of her nipples and suck gently at it. He wasn't going to fuck her again until she had a chance to rest. That didn't, however, mean he was going to simply pull out and lay there, or leave here there alone.
 
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Miki was oddly shocked. No one had ever said those words in quite that way to her. Not flat out. Not like they had every intention of doing exactly what they said. When he scooped her up and carried her through the house, his tongue dueling gently with hers? She had been too confused to think of a single solitary word of denial.

Usually, her brain was different. Usually, her brain gave her lots of reasons, lots of things she should be doing, saying, commenting upon. And yet, at that moment, her brain wasn't functioning. It seemed to want to comply with this young man's every wish. "His own personal fuck toy? Well sure. Why not?" Obviously, Miki needed a new brain.

When he finally found her bedroom, an amazing feat of dexterity and skill that most men could not have accomplished with her legs wrapped tightly around their waist and her tongue deep in their mouth, he gave a low whistle. Her bedroom was a bit overmuch, but she didn't think it needed a whistle. They fell into bed, together, and his rapidly hardening cock slipped easily inside of her. She wanted to moan or move or something. But she couldn't. Funnily enough, his stroking hands and gentle suckling were relaxing her, soothing her toward sleep.

One hand drifted down, curving over his hip and pressing him deeper, even as her eyes slipped closed. It seemed that sleep had won out. She relaxed beneath him and slept, deeply, undreaming. Had she been awake to notice it, she would have been awed by her cunt's ability to squeeze and relax after the workout she had already given it. But she wasn't awake and couldn't be awed.
 
As Miki fell asleep, Lance watched her, continuing to massage and stroke her flesh. He was a little surprised when her hands curved over his hips, pulling him in deeper. As she fell asleep, Lance continued the gentle sucking and the massage. Only when her breathing evened out and she relaxed entirely, aside from the clenching muscles wrapped around his length, did he let go of her nipple, and stop stroking her. It was only then that he decided he needed some sleep as well.

So he laid his head down on her full, pillowy breasts, and closed his eyes. He was asleep within minutes, comforted by the feel of her around him. He slept peacefully for a few hours. When he awoke, it was because he needed to use the bathroom. Badly. So he gently, slowly extricated himself from Miki's arms and pussy, and headed for her bathroom. After relieving himself, he stood in the doorway, watching her for a few moments. Then he went back to her kitchen, and prepared that breakfast they were going to share.
 
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The scent of eggs, sausage, pancakes drew her from the blankness of sleep. Not because they smelled gross. She was ravenous, for some odd reason, and the scents made her belly growl. She awakened because she couldn't remember why there would be food cooking when she wasn't awake to cook it. Eyes blinked sleepily as she struggled to focus and sit up.

Her cunt was sticky, very sticky. She needed to get up and wash, maybe pee. So she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up. Wobbly legs, but no headache. That was good, wasn't it? She shook her head and made it to the bathroom. A few minutes later, she was awake and remembering her student putting her to sleep. Obviously, HE was cooking breakfast. A momentary surge of embarrassment. EMBARRASSMENT?

She girded herself and set out for the kitchen, still gloriously nude.
 
Lance was humming as he cooked. He wasn't aware that she was awake yet. He was wearing his boxers and cooking the eggs, sausage, pancakes, and a few other things. He didn't notice her in the doorway as she came down until he heard her voice. He whirled, brandishing the spatula like a knife, only to see her and realize how silly he looked. He grinned sheepishly, and cleared his throat. "It'll be done in a few minutes. Take a seat, Miss Yamaguchi."
 
Miki had to hush the giggle that came tumbling out of her mouth as Lance turned to her in boxers, holding a spatula like he was going to hurt someone. He looked so cute. Another giggle threatened to fight it's way to freedom when he called her Ms. Yamaguchi. Seriously? He'd had his prick in her mouth and cunt. What was the point of formality.

"Don't you think it's about time to drop the Miss, Lance?"

Miki folded herself into a chair and watched as he finished the breakfast preparations. He was obviously well versed in the kitchen, so it wouldn't take long to teach him how to cook for her. She shook that thought away. Oh no. She was not going to give in to his little fanatsy of making her his fuck toy. After breakfast, he was outta here.
 
Lance raised an eyebrow at that, and brought the plates full of food to the table. He set a plate before her, then a glass of orange juice, and took a seat opposite her. He took a couple of bites before he spoke. "And what would you prefer I call you? Or a better way to put it, what do you want me to roar when I fill you up?"

He smiled, looking at her. Then he grinned impishly. "You'd better eat up, Ma'am. You're going to need your energy."
 
"What do I prefer? Well, when we are in the comfort of my home, call me Miki. That is my name."

She glanced down at the plate, the one he had filled to overflowing and placed before her. After a moment's debate, she picked up her fork and began eating. Tasting everything, singly, debating if she liked it. She did. His next statement brought a gust of laughter.

"No, I will not need my energy today, young man. I have a meeting to get ready for as well as classwork to grade later on today. We are going to enjoy our breakfast and then YOU are going home so that I can get my day started."

Miki glanced at him with thoughtful eyes, wondering if he was going to do as she said. He didn't look like the type to get violent or pushy but one never knew. And anyway, she wasn't going to give him his way. She had him in age and experience. He could either take what she doled out or not come back, simple as that. Though, if he didn't come back, her cunt might get angry.
 
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