Authors: Emma Valentines
"I want to suck on it." she said as she lowered her head and wrapped her lips around the rigid shaft, sliding them up and down a couple of times. Jason struggled his best not to squirt in her mouth, he found it harder and harder each stroke. As the climax approached, she released it from her mouth and raised her head up, giving him a quick kiss and murmured, "I want to ride it." She only blushed a little.
Tiffany started to push her skirt up revealing her thing long legs as she clumsily positioned herself above him. She spread her legs wider and pulled her tiny skirt up around her waist. It appeared that she was wearing no underwear, only her trim red bush was on display.
His healthy young cock was standing straight up from his laps as Jason sat back in his passenger seat. Tiffany moved to straddle him while reaching for the thick impressive 8-inch tool. Jason closed his eyes, picturing Miss Greenfield with her ripped blouse and the skirt being lifted up to her waist was the one hovering over him.
The two students moaned as she lowered herself onto his throbbing solid tool. Jason reached for her waist to steady her and control her pace, he didn't want to let it end too quickly. Tiffany devoured his entire length inside her and she sat on that cock for a while, adjusting her muscles to accept the hard lump. Jason took the opportunity to slip his hands around to her ass, caressing the soft, smooth cheeks since her skirt was up to her waist. Although her teenager’s bouncy butt was not as fleshy and handful as Miss Greenfield, they were firm in his hands. Tiffany started to slowly move up and down his cock. It felt even better than her lips, her pussy was tight, wet and warm, the spastic muscle milked his shaft and were sending the pleasure through his entire body. They started to make out again once they both found the most comfortable position as she gradually increased her pace, but not fast enough to interrupt their French kissing.
Jason removed his hands from her bare round butt and eventually shifted to the tight space between them. He quickly removed her top and caressed her tits and hard nipples through her bra then unfastened the convenient front clasp and got his shaky hands on her bare flesh. Her breasts were softer than he'd imagined. Although they were small, they were perky and her nipples were hard and brushing against his fingers. He never thought that he would be fondling a real girl's bare tits as she rode his cock. Even though he'd wished it was Miss Greenfield who would rob him of his virginity, he was definitely savoring Tiffany's juicy cunt as she bobbed up and down his cock.
Soon enough, Jason started to feel the stirring of his orgasm. He hoped that she would cum first and would be talking about how great he was around the school. Tiffany was fighting for her intense orgasm too as she continued to ride harder and faster. Jason knew that her vigorous movement would have made the car bouncing visible to anyone walking past it, but he was too busy to focus on that now. He was about to shoot a big load of cum in a girl's pussy for the very first time.
Tiffany eventually pulled her mouth from him and threw her head back. With the bra open, Jason could clearly watch her perky tits bouncing as she rode harder driving herself to her climax. The awkward rhythm turned to rhyme as he pushed up into her each time she dropped onto his lap, continuing to relish the pleasure of his hard cock in the wet tingling pussy. Finally, she dropped down and didn't rise up again, it was only a moment later that she started shaking uncontrollably as she let out a big cry. Jason felt relief knowing that he didn't have to worry about leaving her in the dust when he came. Jason felt the urge, the intense rush in his body as he pushed himself into the tight pussy harder and deeper. Tiffany had to hold on to the head rest to steady herself. Jason didn’t waste the chance to feed on her perky breast when they bounced vigorously along his thrusting rhythm. Her breast was firm, smaller than Miss Greenfield's, but it tasted so good. The sweaty fragile body enthusiastically pushed back against his hip for deeper and faster insertion.
Tiffany screamed loudly as she was brought to another orgasm only a second before Jason shot a warm milky liquid in her teen pussy.
“God, that was incredible.” the heaving frame collapsed on his shoulder, snuggling up to him.
“Yeah, it was.” his eyes still closed, the picture of Miss Greenfield in her flesh resting her busty curve on him at the backyard appeared. He was heated by her warmth and shaken by her rocking body that tried to calm down.
“I'd never done it in a car.”
“Me neither,” Jason was too embarrassed to reveal to his admirer that he was a virgin. “Umm.. we didn’t use any protection, Tiff.”
“Don’t worry about it, Jason, I counted the date. It’s safe,” her words relieved him of the worry. Jason remembered that he should have used the condom, but the situation was too spontaneous and he was too consumed with the fire of his raging hormones to think clearly.
“Ok, that’s good. Thanks.” Jason smiled
“No, thanks to you! So now we have to finish this awful homework as you promised me.” Tiffany slipped in her short dress and quickly put on her shirt. She only tidied her hair a bit before she started driving toward the closest café.
Jason was surprised, satisfied and confused at what had just happened and he tried to comprehend every single minute of it. He had a smile on his face the whole trip to the café, he had lost his virginity in a car. Mike wouldn’t have believed him. But he wondered what it would have felt like if it was Miss experienced Greenfield. He wished she’d fuck him like she fucked his principle.
Jason had just realized how popular he was among girls ever since his new semester started. He was now the senior in the school, smart, friendly and good-looking. He was not the ugly duckling like everyone said anymore. He grew to 6 feet tall with broad shoulders and silky blonde hair. The annoying teenage zits disappeared from his face. He was no longer the leggy awkward kid anymore, thanks to the regular visit to the gym during his summer break. Tiffany was the clear evidence of it all. Perhaps, he could move his games up and play the Ivy League with Miss Greenfield now.
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A week ad passed, Jason still had big distance between him and Miss Greenfield. He couldn’t take his mind off of her even though he constantly got satisfying sex from the cute redhead Tiffany. It was insatiable for him. He wanted more, he wanted to feel the ripe globes that stood perfectly on her chest, the tight round ass of Miss Greenfield. Every time he watched her from afar, rushing to her class in the hallway, he wanted to grab her, push her against the hard solid wall and make her feel his hot steel rod that had been needing her soft warm body for so long. Jason knew it was wrong to have a thing for the teachers, but that only lit the burning fire inside the 18 year old.
One day, Tiffany asked him to wait for her after class. As much as he wanted to say no and go hang out with his buddy Mike, he decided to stay for the sake that she had never asked him for anything before. Tiffany had brought him to Miss Greenfield's office, Jason sat himself in front of her consulting room, with her name hanging on the glass window. His heart was boiling with desire. Her name was his fantasy and her body was his wonderland.
The young boy waited irritably, tabbing his heels as he constantly changed his position on the cheap plastic chair. He couldn’t see inside but he suspected that the young Tiffany got her ass in trouble. The hallway went completely empty, unlike the day time when it was flocked with students chatting, making out or bullying each other.
The door flew open, Tiffany ran out the door with tears on her face, she looked frightened, the picture that was unfamiliar to him. Jason subconsciously grew furious as he held the shaking body in his arms.
“What’s wrong, Tiff?” his voice was more soothing than ever.
“I failed the class and she’s going to tell my mom. I’m in such deep trouble. I won’t be able to go to college if I fail one more class.” her voice trembled.
“Aw, I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do?” uncertain at what he could have done for her, he offered her the favor.
“There’s nothing you can do.” she couldn’t finish her sentence clearly before she started pacing away.
Jason was in shock, frozen. He understood how frustrated it would have been for a young girl hoping to go to college, but then having someone shut that door for her.
Her tiny feet moved her fragile shaking frame down the hallway without looking back at him, heart broken.
Jason bluntly attacked the door, not sure what he was going for but he felt like he should do something for her. His face turned slightly red, his breath heavy as he slammed the door open.
Miss Greenfield was right there, at her desk. She slowly looked up at him from the stack of papers through her glass. She wore her crimson hair in a tight bundle behind her head, pulling her wrinkle up hiding it from his sight. She calmly removed her glasses and her eyes were fixed on him like a cheetah staring at her little fluffy bunny prey.
“Please, come in.” her greeting was absolutely sarcastic.
“Sorry, Miss Greenfield,” Jason just realized he was out of his place.
“You are….,” she squinted her big round eyes, the eye liners were sharp and precisely drawn on her lid, emphasizing her dominating feature. The wrinkle couldn’t bother him much at this point. Her sparkling eyes were enchanting and full of power. Jason lost his words, he had forgotten the true purpose of his presence in front of her. This was the second time he was so close to her. He could see how perfectly tanned her skin was, even though aged, she was so beautiful.
“I’m Jason Stevens,” his answer confused her even more. The name was not familiar to her. “Oh, right, I was with Tiffany.” he explained as he saw the expression on her face.
“And..?” she was frugal with words yet each one came out powerfully.
“Errmm… I think you overdid it with her,” the young boy said nervously.
“Have a seat, Mr. Stevens.” she interrupted.
“You can’t fail her.” he tried to pull the ball move and say the reason for his presence.
“That’s not under your control, young man.” she lowered her eyes back to check the students' assignment on her desk, completely ignoring him. Jason froze. The woman was as cold as ice, she was completely different from his imagination where they often made passionate love until dawn.
“Then FIX IT,” Jason emphasized. He was only a few feet from her, sitting directly across her table. He could notice her full breasts pressing against each other, forming an irresistible cleavage.
Miss Greenfield took a deep sigh before she looked back up at him once again. Jason could feel the anger radiating from her luscious body, but he had passed the point of letting it go.
“What makes you think so, Mr. Stevens?” her voice was composed and calm.
“We can trade her grade for your secret,” Jason sounded confident. “You probably didn’t notice me, but I was your neighbor. I could see you through my window perfectly. I saw you on the first day you moved in. If you remember what happened that day, then maybe you know what I’m talking about.” Jason thought he held the upper hand cards.
Miss Greenfield was startled for a second, reminding herself of what actually happened and what this boy was mentioning. She stayed calm, but Jason could see the horror in her eyes. She had lost the composition she was holding a bit, but she was too mature to act out like Tiffany did.
“Yes? And you think you could use that against me?”
“I saw you have sex with the principle, he’s married, you know.”
“Good move, Mr. Stevens, you have me.” her voice softened. She gracefully got up from her soft comfortable chair, adjusted her big hanging breasts in her tight red blouse and walked toward him. She saw herself prominently on the desk, beside Jason. Her long arms supported her beautiful frame as she leaned forward to him.
“Only that….” Her face came even closer, she was a couple of inches away from him. “He WAS married, Mr. Stevens,” the cold menacing winning tone chilled his spine not knowing that the cheetah had already smelled his fear and the whiff of his sexy, youthful cologne. She breathed deeply to savor that very scent.
Jason couldn’t find the right word to fill the silence between them. He realized that his reckless action was in vain and she was not happy with him. He had uncovered himself from her.
“So…what do you think is going to happen now, Mr. Stevens,” superiority was prominently shown in her voice. The beautiful teacher stared right through him like a clear glass.
“I’m not sure.” he acknowledged as he hesitated nervously.
Miss Greenfield was having a blast watching the young boy struggle under her nose. Here he was, the little pray, 6 feet tall, a mix of an athletic and a nerd, dirty blond hair, bright pale eyes, and a broad muscular chest beneath his snug-fitting shirts.
“Well, there’s something you could do.” she could only imagine how much strength and joy this young stallion could have in bed.
“What’s that?” Jason tried to keep calm. Unknowingly, he had been the object of many of her late-night fantasies and bedroom solo sessions. She was only staring at him out of admiration and desire, not the punishing or judging look.
“You have to do everything I say. It will be our secret and your little ginger can get away with it in return.” she smirked and she sat herself at the edge of her table right in front of him.