The Class

The Class

 

We were paired together for the first time at my first meeting of the Literary Circle and I was amazed at the quality of the material that was being read out in the abstracts. How can I do this, it's not the kind of thing that I write and it's way beyond anything that my imagination could invoke. It was when we were walking to the table that we were assigned at the back of the classroom that I first noticed your curves and your womanly hips. Standing behind you and to your left, I observed the way that your dress hugged the roundness of your firm but plump ass, tailored into your thighs and the small split fashionably inserted into the hemline started to make me think, again, of sex. I started to imagine what you would be like.

 

I sat to your left at the table in the corner and beyond you was a large double window that ! filled the room with light and which you faced toward. The top portion was wide open and the cool breeze flowing from it wafted through the stuffy room which had become pleasant and awakening. The table was very low though, too low for me to get comfortably under so I sat to your side with my legs stretched out away from it and facing you. Your low top revealed a beautiful necklace of silver, I remembered looking at it and thinking how classy it looked with your dress. The murmurs in the room started to pick up as the pairs were actively discussing the project which we had been assigned but before long they blurred into what seemed like a distant hum to which we were not engaged. You brought your arms together and read from the notepad the aim of the assignment, your upper arms supporting your firm breasts and pushing them up and out a little. I noticed that the bra that you were wearing must have been very slinky, possibly see through as your nipples had started to harden ! a little under your dress, the result of the cool breeze blowi! ng direc tly at you. It moved small strands of hair across your face and I had to resist the powerful urge I had to pull them away from your full and sensuous lips.

 

You took control of the assignment, making notes in the margin about wondrous sunsets, lapping eddies and chirping crickets and again I wandered off into my own imagination, lost in the lustful thoughts for you that were developing unhindered by the classroom noise. I watched as your slender arms and slight hands move across the notepad, focusing on your long slender fingers and conjuring up images of them wrapped tightly around my cock. Your pale skin and your dark dress, your seniority and air of authority was challenging and instantly excited me.

 

'Well Mark, you didn't really contribute a lot in that session, how are you going to improve?' you asked as we were packing away. The next class was already in the room. I couldn't be bothered to respond and collected my jacket! and started to make my way out of the door. 'Look Mark,' you said in that tone you use sometimes 'you seem like a nice guy but what's with all the drifting off, all of the silence? You'll never get through this class if you, well ..., just participate or don't bother!'

 

'Sorry?' I asked meekly.

'Oh for God's sake, you're not even listening to me now are you?'

 

I walked down the hall and out of the building towards my bike. I unlocked the helmet attached to the bars and put the key in the ignition. I was just about to put the helmet on when you drove up with your window wound right down.

 

'Fancy a coffee?'

'Um, sure' I said.

'Then follow me'. You drove away carefully to the exit of the car park, and my bike roared into life with the flick of the switch. I accelerated sharply and was soon behind you, following your car through the lights and down the s! treet. It was early afternoon, and the Saturday shoppers were ! bristlin g along both sides of the street, filling the pavements and playing some kind of dodging game, or so it seemed to me. Within minutes we had left the street and were gliding down the country lanes, the air through my visor invigorating my senses. We arrived at your home shortly after and I followed you up the driveway.

 

You opened the door and I followed you into the hall where you dropped your keys on the table and swiftly walked ahead into the kitchen. I licked my lips at the sight of that spectacular looking ass of yours before it disappeared to the left of the door opening. I removed my helmet and followed, finding you filling the percolator and choosing the coffee cups from the cupboard. I caught a glimpse of your underarm flesh and the top of your left breast as you reached high above you on your tip toes. I looked around and was impressed with the room, bright and airy and with a small dining area to the right. In the corner lay your writing area I ! assumed, equipped with computer, notepads and such. We sipped our coffee and you went on about my need to pay more attention and to get involved. We discussed the assignment and my lack of enthusiasm for that, or anything else we had been presented with to be honest and you just looked so disappointed in me.

 

'Well, if you're not interested then why bother?' you asked.

'It doesn't do it for me, it's not the kind of thing that I like to write' I answered, glancing at the computer in the dining room corner.

'Well what exactly is that Mark?, because I've never seen you write anything or read anything that you've written!'

'Is that connected?' I implied. Nodding over to the next room.

'What?'

'Is that connected to the Net?'

'Yeah, well it's a bit..'

'Then I'll show you. May I?'

 

I was already at the PC before you could answer and w! ith a move of the mouse the monitor flickered into life.  

'It can be a bit slow at times, something to do with the traffic I think.' you said worriedly and then sipped on your coffee again.

I could tell that you were getting a bit excited as at last you had the chance, the possibility even, to find out a bit more about me; who I was and what I always drifted off thinking about. I connected to a website and asked you to take the seat as my profile spluttered onto the screen.

 

'I'll fix that for you later, here are my stories.'

'Stories?' you chuckled, and sat down in front of the monitor placing your coffee cup on the desk.

 

I wandered away and rolled a cigarette before unlocking and walking through the French windows that led from the dining room to the well kept garden with the freshly mown lawn and the deep borders of Verbena, Lupins and Delphiniums. Outside I lit up and glanced back at you, and I could see through the opening that you had settled more comforta! bly into your seat.

 

I pulled on my cigarette and inhaled deeply, concerned about what you would think and how you would feel about me after reading what I'd written. I soon got what I thought was an answer when I heard you 'tut' loudly and sigh, and as I looked over you seemed to be frowning and peering deeply into the monitor. I was convinced that I saw you shake your head and I felt awkward and embarrassed so I rolled another cigarette, the first still between my lips.

 

I heard a muffled sound and noticed that you had adjusted your position, and again you were sitting in a more relaxed fashion, leaning back and low into your chair and I could see that you were slowly moving the mouse down through my writings. I knew that you were now deeply engaged in them so continued to monitor you and your movements. You didn't think to notice that I could be watching you as your left hand moved over your dress and onto your left thigh. I li! t the second cigarette quietly so as not to distract you and t! hat was when I heard your first sharp intake of breath. Within seconds this was followed by a low murmur, something that I couldn't make out. Your legs gradually moved apart and your left hand started to search lower. You raised up the hemline of your dress and I delighted in the sight of your shapely thighs becoming exposed, the dress went higher with each passing second and with it an increase in the sound of your breathing. I walked away from the windows, again into the heart of the garden and smoked my cigarette.

 

The garden's peace was occasionally punctuated with a feint sigh, but not a sound that could be instantly recognised. After a while I walked back over to the windows to observe you again and this time you seemed completely lost to what was on the screen before you. I entered the dining room and quietly walked up to the chair and stood behind you. Looking over your shoulder I wasn't too surprised to see what was going on. Your dress was now very h! igh up your thighs and your legs were wide open. Your knickers had been pulled to the left and your middle finger was caressing the centreline of your pussy I moved closer and placed my hands on your shoulders. You didn't move and continued to stare at the screen in front of you, lost in your thoughts and feeling my words. I unzipped the back of your dress as far as to the top of the chair and pulled the dress from off your shoulders. This loosened it up so that I could slide my hands down your front and onto each breast. I was right earlier that night. Your bra material was thin and flimsy and I instantly felt the hardness of each of your nipples, the fullness of them pressing through your bra. You gasped as you came to the last sentence, and at this point I started to kiss your neck, cupping your tits in both my hands and licking you from your shoulder to your ear.   I   lifted you up from the chair with my hands beneath your heavy tits and as soon as you were standin! g I undid the zip on your dress all the way to the bottom, pul! ling it apart and letting it fall off your delicate shoulders. Your underwear was sheer black, a thin bra strap and very sheer panties, the cheeks of your pert ass clearly visible through them. You stepped out of your dress, catching your right heel in the process and stumbled backwards towards me where I caught you and pulled you away from the chair. Spinning you around I walked you to the breakfast counter in the kitchen and still behind you I pushed you against it, running my hands down your back and over your waist, slowly down the outside of your thighs where I lowered myself by squatting down. I kissed your ass through your panties and pulled apart your legs. I pulled the rear of your panties to the left and stroked the outside of your pussy with my right thumb, letting it go deeper into you with every stroke and higher up into your ass. I squeezed your ass cheeks with both hands and pulled them apart and upwards so that I could see all of your reddening pussy from below.  

My cock was never firmer, the bulge in my trousers pressing against my zipper, trying to burst out. I stood and unzipped myself and loosened the buckle on my jeans, my cock erupting from them as I wore no underwear. You felt the pressure of my stiffened cock against your ass cheeks and you were obviously very aroused as you pushed back slightly against it. I moved it between your legs, right underneath your moist pussy lips and I could feel the first drop of my lubricating cum form on the tip. I leaned forward and over you, unclasping your bra and pulling it away in one swift movement. I collected your hair into a pony tail and let it fall down your back, my left handing dropping lower and lower, squeezing your ass on the way down and prising open your pussy with two of my fingers. My middle finger slid across your pussy lips, aided by the warm juices you had created. My thumb glided over your ass, rubbing your button as my fingers fucked your pussy. One af! ter another they went in until all four were deep inside you. ! My thumb entered your ass hole at this point and I gently rocked you to and fro, fucking you with all of my hand in both of your holes, with my other hand caressing your sexy naked back.

 

With your pussy now relaxed and being worked firmly by my strong hand, you pushed hard against it, taking all of my fingers into you deeper than at anytime before. You bent forward and stuck out your ass so that I could see my fingers in your pussy and my thumb in your ass hole. I spread apart your ass cheeks with my right hand and lowered myself again. The taste of your swollen pussy lips was a salty sweet taste, the fine wet hairs on your trim pussy turning darker with the juices of your secretions. I moved up a little higher and inserted the tip of my tongue into your ass, the tightness and firmness of it no longer an obstacle as it had been opened by my thumb. My tongue probed inside it for a few seconds and then I licked it all over. I stood again and took my full, heavy sh! aft in my right hand rubbed it against the back of your pussy and up into your ass. Just a little inch, just a little bit of pressure and soon I had glided the full bell end of my cock into you. I rocked back a little so that I could watch as I pulled it back out of you, your ass hole changing shape around it as the bulbous tip stretched apart your opening. I then entered you again, going a little farther this time, maybe another inch, so that all of my bell end and some of my shaft was inside you. I ran my hands down your sides and up again and onto the underside of your tits, the weight of them exciting me and the rounded area beneath your nipples warming my hands. My cock twitched as I felt the first real wave of pressure building up in my balls. My cock had now slipped another inch or so deeper inside you and I could feel your hot, heavy breath on my hands. I withdrew and then thrust forward for the first time, the friction sensational as my shaft went so very deep insi! de you. I repeated this once more and it was then that I was s! o deep I could go no further. Your gasps thrilled me and I felt a warm and damp sensation coming from you. I lowered my left hand, my right cupping your tits, and felt for the front of your pussy, Running my forefinger and middle finger along your lips I edged deeper inside, instantly finding your clitoris. I felt the precious bud swelling with every lingering stroke and started to press down on it firmly. I rubbed your clit until I sensed it tighten and then relax repeatedly, and then I with drew my cock completely from your ass very, very slowly. I watched as my bell end again bulged out of your hole, stretching it again as it popped out. I let it fall lower until it was beneath your pussy and then I slid it into it. It went all of the way inside you in one delightful movement, with slight friction but mainly the overwhelming sensation of your warm wetness.

 

Again I pulled apart your ass cheeks so that I could watch my stiff prick fucking your tight, wet, dripp! ing pussy. It gleamed as I withdrew it which excited me all the more. I pushed it all the way into you and lifted you up off the floor with it, that feeling was so horny and made me so excitable that I pumped the back of your pussy as hard as I possibly could. My throbbing erection was ready now, ready to explode my thick cum and I felt a desire to be really filthy. I had just fucked you in your tight ass and your dripping pussy and felt I was about to cum very soon. I wanted you to feel the sensation that the slutty women of my fantasies had felt, the feeling of my overheated cock on their lips, the force of the spurts of my cum on their bodies.

 

With my cock still firmly planted deep inside you and your pussy lips wrapped right around it tightly I lifted you up and took you to the sofa. I lowered you on it so that you were lying across it and facing me. I took your left leg and placed it high onto the sofa back and opened your legs wide. Your just fuc! ked pussy, red and pink and wet was wide open, your tits wet w! ith a mi xture of your juices and sweat and your nipples were firm and round. My balls felt swollen with cum, the soreness surely the most pleasurable of feelings. I moved close to your face and in an instant you licked your lips and opened your mouth. Without any hesitation I entered you, my cock deep into your mouth and out again. You licked all of my sticky shaft, all the way up to the bell end as another drop of cum appeared on the tip. I wiped my tip across your lips, spreading a thin layer of my pre-cum across them which you licked away in an instant. Again I slid my heavy prick into your waiting mouth, my left hand rubbing your clit again as I did so. For three minutes or so I fucked your hot wet mouth. You flicked and rolled your tongue around my shaft and up and down it as I slowly fucked it in and out of you, and when each drop of cum appeared you licked it off.

 

  I sensed that you knew I was about to cum, my panting had gotten heavy and my cock even ! harder than earlier. I squeezed the shaft at the end and my bell end, purple and engorged it filled your mouth. I sat on the sofa in front of you and put your left leg over my right shoulder. I leant forward so that my cock was an inch above your wide open slut pussy and I unloaded all of my cum into you and over you. The cum poured off your silky pussy down into the crevice of your ass and onto the sofa, the second spurt followed the first. My remaining spurts covered the top of your pussy and your lower tummy and I was empty. I looked into your eyes and you said 'I enjoyed your stories.'

 

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