What happens after school, stays after school – part 1

“Well because….”

“Why should a young man feel sorry for looking at an attractive woman?”

“I…shouldn’t I?” I put my hands out.

“Nope.” She answered, “I’m flattered that you look.” She gave me a nasty little smirk, “I know you do, I know all the boys do and I love it.”

“You do?”

“I do, I mean after all,” Grabbing the top of her shirt she pulled it down to expose more of her cleavage, “Isn’t that what I am; a fucking cock tease?”

“I was just um…” I stopped as she placed her finger to my lips.

“See that’s the problem here Toby. Looking is fine, fantasizing is fine, but saying crude nasty things about me is where you were wrong today.”

“I’m sorry Miss Iris.” I said more firmly this time. “I know I was wrong, but could you maybe not tell…”

“You are wrong.” She nodded. “How do you know I’m a tease? That’s an assumption made by men who know they’ll never get a woman so they say they’re teases. It’s a very misleading statement. Never mind harsh and hurtful things.”

I started to answer, but stopped when she slid off the desk to stand in front of me. In her heels she was almost as tall as me and her eyes were only inches from mine.

“You know how much trouble you can get into for this, don’t you Toby?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Well I suggest that you start doing some serious ass kissing if you don’t want me to say anything.”

“What…what do you want me to do?” I asked, confused, but relieved that I might have a shot at getting out of this.

“I just told you.” Miss Iris said, “Start kissing my ass.”

She turned around so that her back was to me and seemed to be waiting. I stood there unsure of what to do and looking over her shoulder she said, “Well?”

“Well…?”

“Get on your knees Toby.”

“What?” I asked, my eyes wide.

“You can’t very well kiss my ass while you’re standing now can you?”

Reaching back Miss Iris grabbed her skirt and as I watched stunned, lifted it up over her hips.

“Damn.” I said softly as I stared at her perfectly rounded ass.

Miss Iris was wearing a black thong that was little more than a string and showed off both of the cheeks of her ass.

“Start kissing Toby.” She said softly. “Get on your knees and do just what you wrote in that cute little note of yours. Tell you what; you do a good job and this stays between us.”

“Y…yes ma’am!” I exclaimed.

Dropping to my knees so quickly I banged them hard on the floor, I placed my hands on her hips and began kissing her left ass cheek.

“There you go.” She sighed, “Show me how much you want my ass.”

I began not only kissing, but licking and sucking her warm firm ass and sliding my hands down, started fondling it as well. I trailed my tongue down her ass and began sucking on the bottom of her cheek. Miss Iris started to wiggle her ass back and forth and I was aware of a painful throbbing in my jeans where my hard cock was bent at an angle.

“Pull my thong over and spread that ass Toby, just like you said you would!”

Grabbing her thong I pulled it from between her cheeks and sliding it to the side stopped and admired the sight of her smooth pink pussy peeking out at me from between her thighs. I felt something brush my hand and saw that Miss Iris had reached back and grabbed her ass, spreading her cheeks wide open for me.

“Go ahead Toby, give me that rim job you wrote about.”

I licked my lips and leaned forward, eagerly sticking my tongue into my teacher’s asshole. She emitted a squeal that caused a shiver to run through my aching dick. I teased my tongue around her rosebud, and then growing bolder pushed it into her ass.

“Oooh, you weren’t kidding were you?” she asked as she shoved her ass back into my face. “You do like that ass!”

I removed my tongue and taking a chance she wouldn’t care slid my tongue down and plunged it into her pussy. Miss Iris cried out and I moaned at the taste of her in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around inside her and then slowly slid it up through her wet lips until I found her hard clit.

“Stop.” Miss Iris snapped and I reluctantly did as she said, sitting back and removing my tongue from her delicious pussy.

Standing, she turned around and sitting on the desk, said, “Take that shirt off.”

I yanked the t-shirt up and over my head so quickly I heard it rip, but could care less. As soon as I tossed it to the side, Miss Iris raised her legs and placed her soft feet on my shoulders, reached down and spread her pussy open for me.

“Come and get it Toby, let me watch my hottest student lick my pretty pussy.”

I just about dove into her pussy. Placing my hands on those firm creamy thighs, I fastened my lips to her clit and began gently sucking it into my mouth. Miss Iris placed her hand on my head and as she began playing with my thick black hair, said, “Look up at me Toby, let me see those big blue eyes while you eat me.”

I looked up into her eyes and saw that they were wide and bright. There was a look on her face that was one of pure lust and again my cock fought for release. I started swirling my tongue around her pussy and as she moaned she reached up and pulled her shirt and bra down far enough to cause her huge tits to pop out.

While I continued tonguing the pussy I’d been stroking to for two years, she cupped her tits and started playing with her hard pink nipples. She sighed softly and spurred on by that sexy sound I brought my hand up and slid two fingers into her wet and very hot pussy.

“You are a good student aren’t you Toby?” she purred as I started pumping them in and out of her.

“Yes ma’am.” I whispered around her clit.

“Well good students should get rewarded shouldn’t they?” she asked.

“Whatever you say Miss Iris.” I answered in between sucking her clit into my mouth.

“Good answer!” she cooed, “Now stand up so I can give you something a lot better than a gold star!”

As much as I was enjoying her pussy I had no qualms about standing up, hoping she was thinking what I was thinking. I had no worries as the second I was on my feet; Miss Iris slid off the desk, onto her knees and immediately unsnapped my jeans. Looking up at me she licked her full red lips and as she pulled my dripping prick out, smiled,

“So tell me, Toby, am I a tease?”

“No…no ma’am.” I moaned as she slowly pumped my cock in her hand.

The sight of her long slender fingers around my swollen cock was incredible, although it quickly became a second thought as she lowered her mouth to my oozing tip. Looking up at me, she said softly, “Tell me what you want.”

“Miss Iris would you….” I swallowed, “Suck my cock?”

“This beautiful cock?” she asked, “This nice young hard cock?” she blew on the tip causing my hips to twitch, “I’d love to, Toby, know why?”

“W…why?”

“Because I love sucking young hard cocks and I’m going to swallow every fucking drop!”

“Oh goddamn.” I moaned as her tongue flicked acIris my cock.

“That’s right Toby, I am going to give you the longest hottest blow job you ever had, and then after you suck me off I am going to let you fuck the shit out of me right over my desk!”

“T…thank you Miss Iris.” I moaned.

It sounded lame, but she giggled, “I like that! Very respectful, now where were we?” she again teased her soft wet tongue around the head of my cock. “That’s right I was going to blow you!”

Miss Iris opened her mouth wide and lowering her mouth wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock and started to….

I jumped as my cell phone rang next to me.

“Shit!” I exclaimed as I picked it up, I’d been on a roll!

“Yeah?” I answered.

“Hey Toby it’s Ken, what’re you up to?”

“Just doing some writing.” I answered as I leaned back in my chair away from the keyboard.

As I did I became aware of the throbbing erection between my legs. As always I wondered if other people who wrote erotica got turned on by their own work. Then again I didn’t always; usually it was when I was working with my favorite subject matter, Miss Iris.

“Good!” Ken exclaimed, “That’s why I was calling, to make sure your flighty ass remembered that our final story for Miss Iris’s writing circle is due tomorrow.”

Oh, fuck me! I thought I had to have that e-mailed off to Miss Iris before midnight tonight. Out loud I answered, “Nope, I actually remembered this time.”

“I’m glad.” Ken said, “You’re always late and I don’t get it, your stories are really good.” She paused then added, “They’re always my favorites in the group.”

“Thank you.” I said with a smile.

I was pretty sure I was Ken’s favorite in general and had been thinking of asking her out. Ken was a pretty petite little blond who was as sweet as she was cute. I’d been holding back because lately I’d been obsessed with older women. Miss Iris in particular, but she was only a fantasy, there were however quite a few older women who came into the restaurant I waited tables at and I swore some of them were flirting with me. I’d been writing about cougars for the last year now and was dying for the actual experience.

Because I was raised not to be a player or dog as my old man put it, I wouldn’t fool around with one if I had a girlfriend so I was stalling on dating in hopes of landing some older sex crazed Milf.

“It’s true.” Ken said, bringing me back. “You’re a good writer; I think you could do it for a living if you wanted to.”

‘Don’t know about that.” I told her, “Thanks for thinking of me tonight Ken, I appreciate it.”

“That’s okay,” she giggled, “I like thinking about you.”

Well that was pretty blatant. Frowning, I tried to think of a way to brush her off, but couldn’t come up with much and went with,

“I like that you like that! Well listen, I really have to clean this thing up so I’ll see you on Sunday at Miss Iris’s?”

“I’ll be there.” She replied. I was getting ready to say goodbye when she added, “Hey Toby we’re having a cookout Sunday at my house, want to come over with me after the group?”

“Uh…yeah sure.” I told her.

Not sure I wanted to go down that path, but didn’t want to be an asshole to her either.

“Great! See you then!”

She hung up and put the phone down, I sighed and thought about jerking off. Usually my pattern was to write my stories while horny because it made the sex hotter. Now however, I was going to have to shelve my latest nasty little piece currently dubbed “After School Special” and get to work finishing the lame horror piece I was doing for the group.

what happens after school, stays after school – part 1 will continue in the next page.