Teacher’s Pet: Chapter 3

Here is part 3 of my story! Still plenty more to come. Let me know what you think in the comments!

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A bead of sweat slowly trailed down the side of Paul’s temple as he pulled into the mostly abandoned parking lot of the school. His heart was thundering, his hands shaking. He didn’t even listen to music on his short commute to school. He had to focus just to not run off the road. His cock pulsed in time with his heartbeat, uncomfortably caught on the side of his gym shorts.

A frenzy of doubts ran through his mind as he got out of his car and crossed the dark parking lot to the entrance to the weight room. Was he really going to go through with this? Was he willing to risk his marriage and his job? Was Lexi even interested in him…the way he was interested in her?

He slid his key into the lock on the outside door, and opened it. The bright fluorescent lights temporarily blinded him. When he regained his sight, what he saw made him accidentally drop his bag to the floor.

Lexi stood in front of the long, room length mirror, her back to him. Her long, slender legs were spread far in a stretch. She leaned to her right side, her hand wrapped around her ankle. The black tank top she wore rode up her back a bit. She was wearing a grey pair of skin tight yoga pants, so tight they looked to Paul as if they had been painted on her, so perfectly did they hug the curve of her sculpted, athletic ass. When the door slammed shut behind him, Lexi tossed her long blonde hair over her shoulder, and smiled at him.

“I’m glad you could make it Mr. D!” She said cheerfully, moving on to her other leg. She bent over at the waist, deepening her stretch, and letting out a quiet moan.

“Just getting myself limbered up. I saw you workout yesterday, I know I’ve got my work cut out for me if I want to keep up with you…”

As she stood up straight, Paul lifted his jaw off the floor enough to speak. He picked up his bag and walked over to the bench next to Lexi. “You’re flattering me, Lexi. I’m an old man compared to you. I hope I can keep up with a energetic young girl like yourself…”

She walked slowly towards him, glancing down in between his legs and biting her lip. Shit…was he hard again?!

“Oh…something tells me that won’t be a problem…Mr. D.” As she walked by him, she trailed a finger along his chest playfully. She looked back at him as he stood frozen, watching her.

“I was thinking I would start with some squats…do you think you could spot me?”

Paul felt his cock twitch, and his resolve weaken. He was gaining confidence now…confidence that he wasn’t misreading the situation. But he had to be sure. He had to be careful.

“Of course I could spot you Lexi,” he told her, following her to the squat bar. She was already loading the bar with a respectable amount of weight. “Safety first, after all…”

“I couldn’t agree more Mr. D.” She almost sang his name. Each time she said it, he felt his heart flutter. Paul positioned himself behind her as she lifted the bar off the rack. He came up close to support the weight as she got into position. Their bodies were practically touching. He could see down the front of her shirt, could see her cleavage pressed together by her pink sports bra….he could smell her, her scent. The small space between them was charged with electricity.

“Careful now…” he whispered to her, as she slowly started to bend her knees, sinking into a squat. Paul kept close, feeling her ass brush up against him slightly as she lowered herself to the ground, then back up. He stood still as she repeated. Lowering herself, her ass brushing up against his waist more evidently this time. His cock was secured tight, tucked under the band of his shorts. Still, he was sure she could feel him. Instead of pulling away, she backed up slightly, pressing herself more firmly against him. As she went down again, he saw her yoga pants pull down slightly, revealing the bright red strings of her thong…the same thong she wore in the picture she sent him last night.

“Nine…” Lexi said, her breath heavy, and she lowered herself again, deliberately pressing her ass back against her teacher. “And ten…” one last rep. As she tried to get back up, she let out a small moan as she struggled. Paul reached out to support the weight under her shoulder, to gently lift her up. She pressed against him as she lifted, harder than before, wiggling her ass slightly against him. They stood there for just a moment, bodies pressed together, before he helped her guide the bar back into its rack.

“Wow thanks Mr. D…I don’t think I would have finished that rep without your help.”

Paul was aroused…aroused behind belief. His cock was still secured under his waistband, thankfully, but it was throbbing now. He thought he could feel a wet drop of precum against his belly button.

“Oh, you would have managed…you clearly work your quads and glutes quite diligently.” He watched as she went to get a quick squirt of water from her water bottle. A bit hit her chin and dribbled down the front of her shirt. She didn’t seem to notice or mind.

“I’m glad you mentioned my glutes Mr. D…because I wanted to ask you something…”

She bit her lip and looked at the ground, taking a small step closer to him, a coy look on her face.

“I’m not sure what you…” Paul started. Lexi interrupted him. “Well it’s just…you never really responded to my picture I sent you last night. You know…of my glutes.”

She took another step closer. Paul’s tongue caught in his throat. “Oh…well…Lexi you know it’s not…appropriate…” As he stammered, she was walking even closer to him. Nearly a foot away now. Paul cleared his throat. “It’s not appropriate to send pictures like that to your teacher.”

“But…did you like what you saw?” She asked him, a look of feinted hurt in her eyes, she turned around, and placed a hand on either one of her ass cheeks, pulling them apart slightly, before slapping one, causing her cheek to jiggle slightly.

“Whether or not I liked it is besides the point. I’m your teacher…I shouldn’t be…”

She cut him off by turning around again, and placing one palm flat on his chest. She looked up at him, her beautiful eyes burning into his own. “But you’re more than just my teacher…” she said, almost a whisper. “I mean…you could be…if you wanted.” As she spoke, her other hand trailed up Paul’s thigh, brushing gently against his swollen balls. He let out a deep moan, as she pressed her body right against his.

“But I could get fired…” he protested weakly, while his body betrayed him. His hand found its way behind Lexi, grabbing a handful of her ass, pulling her close against him. “I’d have to know…know I could trust you…”

“You can trust me Mr. D,” she whispered, bringing her face up to meet his. Her lips were wet, she parted them slowly with her tongue. “I’ll be a good girl for you, I promise.”

As she said this, her hand trailed up, finding Paul’s shaft. She gripped it hard in her hand.

That was the moment. His resolve shattered. With one hand still on Lexi’s ass, he put the other on the back of her neck, pulling her close, and putting his mouth on hers. Her mouth opened to receive his. He felt her wet tongue force it’s way into his mouth as her hand dug under the bands of his shorts, finding his shaft and squeezing it in her smooth hand as he squeezed her ass harder.

She pushed him back, against the wall, stroking his shaft as they continued to kiss deeply, passionately. His hands found their way under her tank top, lifting it off her head. As she lifted her arms to let him throw it off, she looked at him with an insane, lust filled fire in her eyes. She slid to her knees, licking her lips and digging her nails into the elastic of his shorts. “I’ve fucking wanted you for so long Mr. D,” she moaned, yanking his shorts down. When Paul’s hard cock sprung free, she gasped, wrapping a hand around the shaft and lifting it up.

“Holy FUCK!” She said, turning it, examining it at different angles. Her other hand reached up to cup his swollen, cum filled balls, giving them a squeeze. She slowly started to stroke his shaft when she looked up at him. “You have a pornstar dick Mr. D! I just knew you would have a real man’s cock.”

She spit right on his cock, providing lubricant to go along with the precum already dripping from his head.

“Oh yeah…you like that fucking cock? Is that bigger than your pathetic little boyfriend’s?” Paul almost couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth. This wasn’t him…what was happening? He felt a dormant part of his psyche…a dark part, awaken inside him and start to take control of his thoughts and actions.

In response, Lexi unexpectedly lifted his cock again, and dragged her tongue his entire length, from under his balls, splitting right between them, up his swollen and veiny shaft, pausing slowly right at his head, applying pressure against him, before looking up at him.

“That little boy has nothing on you, Mr. D….but does your wife stack up to me?”

Without letting him answer, she opened her mouth wide and enthusiastically shoved herself down on his cock. Paul moaned, feeling the back of Lexi’s throat with the head of his cock. He looked down and saw that she could only fit half of him down. But we will fix that soon enough, said the dark voice becoming louder and louder in his mind.

Lexi came up for air, gasping and looking up into his eyes, stroking his cock with her drool.

“She has nothing on you, Lexi,” Paul said, as he reached out and wrapped his fingers around her hair.

“Yes Mr. D,” she panted, sensing his intentions. “Please teach me how to be a good girl for you. Please teach me!”

He smiled down at her, moving her head down as she moved in tandem. She opened wide for him, letting him hit the back of her throat this time.

“Just relax” he told her, pressing her head down with gentle pressure. Her eyes went wide as he felt her throat relax, felt his head move farther in, seeing another half inch, then a full inch disappear. She looked up at him, eyes on fire. “That’s so good Lexi,” he moaned, “you’re learning already.” He felt her stifle a gag, then another. Then he let go, letting her come up off of him for air. She gasped as his cock sprung out of her throat, a bead of drool running from her chin to the head of his cock. She stroked him again, catching her breath.

“Thank you thank you thank you Mr. D” she panted, leaning in and taking his balls in her mouth as she continued to stroke his cock right above her face. She let them come out of her mouth with a pop. “You’re such a good teacher. I want to learn every single lesson you could possibly teach me.”

The dark part of his psyche was fully in control now, watching his favorite student, sloppy from her own drool, worshiping his cock.

He looked down at her with pride in his eyes. He lifted her chin as she continued to stroke him, picking up pace. “You have always been my favorite student, Lexi. I’m so excited to start this new chapter in your education. The most important thing to learn…”

He let his voice trail off. She took the bait. “Yes Mr. D? Anything? Tell me please!”

“The most important thing to learn,” he repeated, “is how to make a man cum.”

“Fuck yes,” Lexi moaned. Her free hand was in between her legs, sliding under her grey yoga pants. Her hand was soaked instantly as she started to rub two fingers against her clit. “Please tell me how to make you cum. I want to give you what your wife can’t. I want your cum so badly. Tell me what to do!” She pleaded.

“So much enthusiasm,” Paul said, practically cooing at her. “That might earn you some extra credit.”

As he spoke, he wrapped his fingers around her hair again. She opened her mouth wide in anticipation. “Do it just like you did before…press yourself down on teacher’s cock. As long as you can, as deep as you can. But here is the real catch…”

She looked up at him, nodding, pleading with him with her eyes to go on.

“With your free hand, grab my balls, and squeeze them. Not too hard, and not too soft. Just the right amount of pressure.”

“Yes sir,” she moaned, moving down on him without his hand even guiding her, eager to begin. She impaled herself on his wet, hard cock again, taking even more this time. She reached up and grabbed his balls, just like he instructed, gently rolling them and squeezing them with the perfect amount of pleasure.

Paul placed his hands on the back of her head and to steady her and started to pump his cock deeper into her throat. With one hand on his balls and the other rubbing circles against herself in between her legs, Lexi started to moan on her teacher’s cock. She could taste the salty precum start to leak down her throat, could feel his balls start to constrict.
“Oh fuck yes don’t stop,” Paul moaned, feeling a tingling sensation surge through his cock. “I’m going to fucking cum!”

Unexpectedly to him, Lexi relaxed her throat and pulled up, letting his cock escape from her mouth covered in his drool. She stroked him hard and fast, looking up at him, as the first few drops of cum streaked from his cock and landed across her forehead. “Fuck yes Mr. D!” she moaned, “fucking cover me with your cum! Cover your favorite student’s cute little face! Make me your cum slut!”

That set him over the edge. A deep, primal groan echoed from Paul’s throat as he felt the tension, built up from the night before and a million other teases, explode out of his cock. His balls constricted hard as rope after rope of hot, white, sticky cum shot out of him. Lexi, gripping his shaft like a firehouse, aimed it right at her face, her mouth wide open. She gasped as she felt the pressure of his orgasm hit her forehead and cheek. She aimed it at her mouth, savoring the salty, hot taste as it filled her up quicker than she could swallow it, the excess pouring down her chin and neck, in between her cleavage, staining her sports bra. It just kept coming and coming, Mr. D’s cock literally throbbing with each shot in her hand, until eventually she felt him slow down. A slow trickle of cum still leaked out of his cock. Lexi squeezed him from the bottom of the shaft to the top, squeezing it out like toothpaste from a spent roll, eliciting another gasp from her teacher, and rubbing the last bit of cum against her cheek.

She released his cock and looked up at him. He looked down, panting in disbelief at the sight of his favorite student…sweet, innocent Lexi…drenched in his cum. Using her fingers, she scooped up some excess from her chin and brought it to her mouth, eagerly sucking her fingers clean with a satisfied moan.

“I’d better hit the showers before school starts, Mr. D. And you need to go prepare for your lessons.”

Still too stunned at what had happened to move or speak, Paul watched her gather her things quickly and head for the door to the locker room. She stopped and looked back at him one more time. “Can’t wait to see you in class later today, Mr. D. I brought a special outfit just for you.”

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