The prefab classroom baked under the midday sun. Deserted. Echoes of chalk and sweat lingered. Maud’s loose cream dress clung, no bra, nipples shadowing dark areolas. She bent to kiss me deep, tongue hungry. Heart pounding, I followed her up the steps, cartons stacked, her car loaded outside.
We kissed hard. My hand slipped into her square neckline, cupping a firm breast. Skin hot, pulse racing under my palm. ‘You teased your students today,’ I growled. ‘Bent low, showing these.’ She laughed, wicked. ‘Left them dreaming.’ We role-played. I sat at the second-row desk, her favorite pupil Gérard’s spot. ‘Miss, your last day… I’ll remember your eyes, your tits.’ She perched on the desk, feigning shock. Slid straps down. Left breast spilled free, pink nipple hardening in the air.
The Fever
‘Both, please.’ She bared the right. Full, heavy, resting on wood. I approached, timid act cracking. Fingered them soft, then bold squeezes. Her breath hitched, chest heaving. Behind her chair, hands roamed shoulders to mounds. Nipples peaked. Heart thumped wild against my grip. ‘Saw your panties once, wind up your skirt.’ She stood, hiked dress over ass. White lace, opaque crotch sheer at edges. Turned, belly exposed. Sexy. Kneeling behind desk, facing empty courtyard, she spread legs. Pulled fabric aside. Blonde bush gleamed.
Nose to fur, inhaled musk. Kissed thighs. Fingers parted lips, pink wet slit pulsing. Clit swelled. She moaned, ‘Touch it.’ Slid her panties down, sniffed deep. She sat wide, chair creaking, pussy open. Tongue dove in. Juices flooded. She gripped my head, thighs clamped. ‘Suck! I’m cumming!’ Body shook, gush hot on my face.
The Blaze
The Blaze
‘Fuck me, Bernard!’ No more games. But she played on. ‘Show your cock, Gérard. Needs to be hard.’ Zipper down, shaft throbbed. She stroked, then sucked greedy. Lips tight, tongue swirling. Saliva dripped. ‘Now, practicals.’ Bent over desk, dress bunched waist. Ass perfect, slit dripping. Door open, sun glaring courtyard. I pressed tip in. Slid deep, walls gripped hot. Hands under, bared tits swinging. Thrusts slammed. Skin slapped wet. ‘Harder! Cum with me!’ Pace frantic, hearts exploding. She quaked, milking me. I unloaded endless, flooding her core.
The Ashes
Panting, slick. Pulled her panties up legs, over soaked pussy. She shivered, loving it. Dress smoothed. Embraced, skin still fevered. ‘Like fucking a real student.’ Twenty minutes of madness. Untouched. Drove to lunch, buzzing. Later, hills detour. Car rocked. She sucked first, then straddled, panties on, grinding soaked. First woman to fuck with them clinging. Years more followed. Neglected wife, horny pair. Unmatched blaze.