Hookup, Find Sex or Meet Someone Hot Now
Reset Password
Reset Link Sent
Hookup, Find Sex or Meet Someone Hot Now
| Blogs > Jjackson95120 > Thoughts and Feelings |
Mr. Hamilton - Part 3
|
Mr. Hamilton - Part 3  The dream always begins with me on my knees before you. Sometimes I'm wearing clothes, sometimes not and sometimes I am partly clothed. The only real constants are that your cock is and it is very, very hard. I try to imagine how your hard penis will feel and taste on my tongue. I imagine it as an iron bar wrapped with silk, tasting of salt and pee and sweat and sperm. I want so badly to taste your seed...to feel the heat and texture of semen....is it liquid or jelly? I don't worry about the taste, it is your -making seed and I know I will love it. I imagine you staring into my eyes, seeing the joy I feel as my soft lips slide over the head of your cock...wondering how I will get such a big and long thing all down my throat...not that I won't -- I will be happy to devote my life to being able to deep-throat my man...that's of course when you're not fucking me silly. Mom always said that my eyes were my best feature and I guess in some ways, she is right. I know I have the most luminous green eyes...huge like in those Japanese cartoons that I still watch. I love the thought of you staring into those eyes as I bob my face up and down on your cock, sucking you, licking you, never taking my eyes off of you while I use your facial expressions to learn what you like when being sucked off. I start to drool just imagining my tongue rolling over your swollen flesh, lapping at you like the world's sweetest ice cream cone. I want to watch you reach climax while in my mouth, able to sense that moment when you lose control...the moment you gush semen into my mouth. I know I will live for feasting on your sperm. It takes me almost to orgasm just thinking about it. And I can't wait for the day that you shower my face with your semen, allowing me to rub it into my skin or scoop it off my face so I can suck it off my fingers. It makes me so wet just knowing that as soon as you cum on my face, I'll start sucking you again to keep you hard so you can fuck me or hose me down with your semen again!" # "Jessica, I'm begging you to stop this craziness. If someone were to find what you're writing...what if your mother discovers this on your computer?" Anthony was sweating, although whether from the stress of the moment or the fact that I was rubbing my breasts through the thin blouse I was wearing today after shedding my school sweater, revealing that before I'd showed up for the last class of the day, I'd removed my bra...not that I really needed it with my little peach sized breasts. My nipples were hard and made little pencil eraser sized nubs against the white, almost transparent cotton cloth. "My mother doesn't really care what I do, so long as I don't keep her from cruising the bar scene for her latest pick-up. All that matters is you and me, Mr. Hamilton. You always have taught us to write the truth and the truth is that I want to suck your cock so badly, it makes my mouth water with anticipation." "You've got to stop writing this stuff and saying it. Jessica, I'm too old for you. I'm old enough to be your father...even your grandfather!" I crooned with pleasure as I pinched both my erect nipples hard, closing my eyes for a moment and then opening them, imagining that they were shiny with excitement. "Oh, god...that would be so nasty ! If you were my father, we could fuck 24/7, Anthony! I would love that...begging my teacher- to fuck me with his big dick!" Anthony put his head in his hands and groaned. "Jessica, you're just a damn . Why would you want some old fart like me as your lover?" "Now, that's a good question, Anthony. The answer is that you're the best man I've ever known and that you're the only person -- man or woman who's ever treated me like an adult." I strolled around the table, suddenly feeling a bit nervous. Teasing this lovely man was one thing as was steering him towards our inevitable union, but now I was opening myself up emotionally. As I approached him, my teacher reflexively pushed himself away in his office chair until he bumped up against the wall. I continued forward until I was almost touching his knees. Looking steadily into his eyes, I said as I began to slowly run my hands up and down my petite body, "I long ago accepted that until I'm old and gray, I'm going to pretty much look like a girl just entering puberty." My hands slipped up to cover my smallish breasts as I continued, "I know I'll never had big and bouncy tits to show off like Josie or miles and miles of leg like Tonya, but this is a woman's body...with all the needs of a woman...all the desires of a woman." I continued to caress myself, "accidentally" tugging my skirt up momentarily to reveal that I was sans panties as well this afternoon. "Anthony, you were the first man to treat me like an adult...you are still in the minority of folks that consider me an adult. My mother doesn't, my father in Oregon doesn't, and the rest of my teachers don't." "Jessica, maybe there is some truth in that, but you are still a very young woman and if you have needs and um...desires, you should be experiencing them with someone close to your own age." "No! Age doesn't matter when love is involved!" I stepped closer, leaning in and placing my hands on the armrests of his chair, my legs pressing against his, hoping that my blouse gaped open enough to see my small breasts with their pointed nipples. "And I love you, Anthony -- I have since I was a freshman." I moved a little closer, forcing my knees between his legs while my hands slid up the armrest to grip his wrists. "And I know you have feelings for me too! I'm young, but I know how you look at me...the way you look at me...I can hear how you feel about me when you're talking to me. You can't deny how you feel and you know it!" I could feel my teacher trembling under my grip and my nervousness slipped away as I smiled triumphantly at him. A flickering glance downward told me that he was aroused and I ached to reach down and caress him. Anthony licked his lips and said hoarsely, "Jessica...I...can't deny that I have feelings for you -- that I care for you, but not this way. I...um, just...Jessica, if I love...if I have feelings for you, it's the way a father feels about his ." "HAH!" I cried even as I jumped into his lap, my mound landing against the large bulge in his pants. "If you have fatherly feelings for me, Anthony, they're really naughty fatherly feelings. I know what I'm feeling right now..." I rolled my hips for emphasis -- my bare pussy rubbing wetly against his khaki covered erection. I leaned in close till our mouths were almost touching. "I know how you watch me every day, watching my tight little ass as I walk away from you or appreciating my bare legs when you're lecturing and I sit in the front row. You look into my eyes and study my nose and my lips and wonder how it would feel to rub your cock over my skin and cum in my face." "Jessica..." he began to reply, his hands suddenly on my waist, sending a thrill through my body as he touched me for the first time. I leaned in closer, my lips brushing his as I stared him in the eye while saying, "And it's more than sex. I can see how much you love me...I see how much you just flat out care for me every day!" I gave him a quick kiss on the lips, my mouth open and flicking my tongue on his mouth. "I know you love me, Anthony!" Suddenly I was in motion, almost flying through the air. Mr. Hamilton stood up, picking me up effortlessly like I was a as he did so -- both surprising me and pissing me off. I was suddenly on my feet, Mr. Hamilton holding me at arms-length. In a voice that was torn between anger and frustration, he said, "This just can't happen, Jessica! It's not right! He spun me around and I squealed more in surprise than in pain as he slapped me on the ass! "Go home and get this nonsense out of your head!" I took a few steps forward and then looked over my head at him while lifting my skirt up to expose my naked butt cheeks which I rubbed. It stung, but in a good way that made my pussy almost glow with heat. "Ohhh, Anthony, I didn't realize I much I'd like to be spanked by you." I spun around and walked backwards away from him as I brought my hand around to my front, lifting my skirt up to reveal my naked sex. I rubbed my fingers over my labia, spreading them slightly to show off my glistening pink flesh. "See how wet you make me, my naughty -teacher." I grabbed my backpack off my student desk and slung it over my shoulder. "I can't wait for you to fuck me, Mr. Hamilton." My teacher moaned and dropped his head as if suddenly unable to look at me. "Go home, Jessica," he sighed. I laughed and clapped my hands. "See -- that's progress, Anthony. You didn't say 'no,' did you?" I shot him wink and blew him a kiss as I slipped the door, feeling as if I was several steps closer to my goal. My last glimpse of him was staring down at the bulge in his pants, fingers hovering over it, but hesitant as he examined the wet spots I'd left there moments before. |
||||
|
Probably every male teacher reading this now has a hard-on.
| |||
|
JJ, you are the perfect tease.....nicely written young lady.
| |||
8/28/2019 9:55 am |
nice
| |||
8/28/2019 10:01 am |
very very good. N
| |||
|
Very hot post!!!
| |||
|
You seem to have found the rhythm between description and dialogue - although the dialogues need a bit more heat to deliver their punch The descriptions accurate and to the point, getting better as well And you seem to get the knack of the installments , which is a plus in erotica Bravo , and keep it up ( tormentigly good )  Cheers - P
| |||
|
I've taught college classes on and off for last 20 years. I've known about 2 or 3 crushes over that time. No student has ever been this assertive. As a teacher, this scenario is both an amazing fantasy and a terrifying nightmare.  . You are a skilled writer. You have an engaging style which stands alone and separate from the subject matter. I have enjoyed reading your posts. Thank you for sharing them.  “Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.” ― Oscar Wilde
| |||
|
You're welcome Friend. “Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.” ― Oscar Wilde
| |||
8/29/2019 2:08 pm |
I can't wait for the next part!
| |||
|
love your stories so much fun
|
Become a member to create a blog
