Lessons With Miss Harding
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Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
21,707
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Wanting
Disclaimer: check chapter 1 for it
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II. Wanting
GRACE HARDING, TWENTY-NINE YEARS OLD, single, blond, busty, leggy, and one helluva nympho. He has heard of her prowess as a sex goddess but never actually had the chance to have a first-hand experience with her.
Todd and Claire seemed more relaxed now after their ‘session’ with the lust-worthy guidance counselor a week ago. He heard from his best bud that he and Claire finally went all the way. Kudos for him. It had been a long time coming.
Now it was his turn. He wanted to have a round (or two if he was lucky) with the infamous guidance counselor this high school ever had. He was graduating this year and he didn’t want to be the only senior who hasn’t fucked her senseless yet.
Making up an excuse to see her Monday after school, he was counting down the minutes until he was finally seated inside the infamous Guidance Counselor office with the infamous Guidance Counselor herself.
Miss Harding wore her trademark short skirt and V-necked blouse that hugged her curvaceous figure. She sat cross-legged from him, teasing him with a sight of that soft, white, creamy flesh and the promise of something more hidden underneath her skirt.
“So Jordan, I heard you’re having some problems but you weren’t specific with it when you booked your appointment with Miss Stone,” Miss Harding began, swinging her chair from side to side.
Jordan’s eyes were transfixed on those shapely legs.
“Yep, I’ve been having some problems lately,” he nodded.
“About what, Jordan?”
“Sex,” he answered simply and met the counselor’s gaze.
Miss Harding merely cocked an eyebrow and grinned. She slowly uncrossed her legs, giving him a full view of her pantyless crotch.
“Seems like everybody these days are having problems with sex,” she murmured, but she didn’t sound the least bit offended. In fact she sounded amused. “Do you have a girlfriend, Jordan?”
“No,” he shook his head, his brown eyes transfixed on her pussy. Fuck, Todd was right! He sure would love to taste those soft mons and make her cum in his mouth like what Todd did when he and Claire were here to see her last week.
“Are you interested in someone, Jordan?”
“Yes.”
“Do you only want to fuck this someone you’re interested in?”
“Yes.”
“I see,” she nodded and got up from her seat. Jordan followed her with his gaze, watching her cross the room to the door. He held his breath, thinking he was about to get thrown out of the room, but to his utter relief he saw her reach for the lock and turned it, making sure they won’t get disturbed.
Miss Harding faced him once again, her back to the door.
Jordan got up from his seat then and crossed the room to stand before the elder woman. He was six foot five and dwarfed her five foot six frame. He was breathing raggedly by now and his cock was straining for some release.
“Do you want to fuck me, Jordan?” she pouted.
“Yes ma’am, I do,” he nodded.
“Why do you want to fuck me?” She reached over and ran her fingers gently over his shirt then hovered just above his jeans’ button. He thought she wouldn’t do anything else until he answered, but to his surprise he felt her cup his engorged cock in her hand and moved in closer to him. “Why do you want to fuck little ol’ me, Jordan?”
“Because I saw a glimpse of your pussy and wanted to taste it,” he answered truthfully.
Miss Harding grinned deviously. “I never liked wearing panties,” she confided in him and stood on tiptoe to whisper in his ear, “It gets in the way when I want to finger myself crazy whenever I get the urge to fuck.”
Jordan pulled his head away and met her gaze, “And do you have that urge now, ma’am?” he asked.
Miss Harding’s reply was a squeeze on his dick and slid down to her knees before him. She quickly undo his pants, let it pool around his ankles and took his cock out. She caressed and stroked it for a while, rubbing her thumb on its tip before pressing it to her ruby red lips. Jordan watched as the petite nympho knelt before him played with his pecker, her tongue darted out from between her lips and rolled it over the tip of his cock, making him suck in air hard.
“I guess you’re horny,” he chuckled and watched the blonde haired woman take his entire eight inches into her mouth. He felt the tip of his dick touched the back of her throat before she withdrew. “Oh fuck yeah…” he groaned, closing his eyes, his hand on her head guiding her while she blew him.
Miss Harding took her cue from there and picked up the pace, bobbing her head back and forth on his enormous schlong, squeezing his balls with one hand while she tried to swallow him whole. She was really liking her new post at this school; she’d never had this much cock – or pussy – since college when she often went out on wild weekend binges. She alternately sucked and blew Jordan’s rod, feeling his sack grew heavier and heavier in her hand; he was close to cumming. She wanted to taste his juice. She picked up the tempo some more and just as he was close, Jordan pulled her mouth from his cock and without a word pushed her on all fours.
She’d never had this experience with any of the students she’d done favours for. Usually it was her who took over the entire process not the other way around, but Jordan had another thing in mind.
She felt his big hand cupped one ass cheek while his other hand played with her pussy lips, parting them gently and rubbing her clit. She winced when Jordan smacked her behind, but his fingers remained on her pussy, caressing, teasing before finally slipping his finger inside her wet hole slowly.
Miss Harding let out a guttural moan when she felt him slide his finger in, then another, and another and finally all four of his fingers were inside her pussy moving in and out slowly. She looked over her shoulder and found Jordan bent over her ass, his lips hovering just inches away from the cheek he slapped, then she felt his lips pressed against that cheek then to the other. He was taking his time from driving that thick, fat cock of his into her waiting pussy.
He was driving her mad with wanting. She didn’t want to beg. She still wanted to be in control even though the roles had been reversed now, or so it seemed.
Finally Jordan positioned himself between her entrance; smacking his cockhead against her wet entrance, Miss Harding braced herself for his fat cock’s intrusion. Jordan held on to her hips, slowly guiding his cock inside her pussy.
Jordan was in heaven. She was small and very tight even though she has fucked at least how many students this first semester alone? He was gentle at first, thrusting slowly, enjoying the feel of her pussy walls clenching his cock tightly each time he withdrew from her.
“How are you liking this cock, Miss Harding?” he asked as he thrust his cock back into her wet pussy.
Miss Harding’s response was a throaty moan, her forehead pressed against her arm crossed in front of her on the carpeted floor.
“Mmm…I guess we need to pick up the pace then,” he murmured and started to move faster, pulling his cock almost all the way out before shoving it all back into her nearly dripping pussy. He cupped her ass cheeks, slapping them slightly as he thrust his cock inside her pussy.
Miss Harding made sure not to make a sound while this senior student fuck her doggystyle. He was in complete control of this meeting and she had no power against him.
“Oh you’re fucking hot,” moaned Jordan, his balls slapping against her as he continued to fuck her hard. “Damn,
woman, no wonder every guy in this school wants you!” He pulled out his schlong from her wet snatch and flipped her over, hooking her legs over his shoulders he swooped down and tasted her wet cunt.
Miss Harding gasped at his tongue’s sensation on her engorged clit; Jordan was a master pussy-eater.
“Stick that tongue in me,” she moaned one hand cupping her tit while the other held her young lover’s held, urging him to go deeper.
Jordan obliged and ate her like there was no tomorrow. He alternately licked and tongue-fucked this delectable piece of flesh until he felt her convulsing, ready to cum. Soon Ms. Harding was thrashing on the flooor, her legs wrapped around her young student’s neck as she pushed his face closer to her cunt.
Jordan licked her pussy dry, enjoying the taste and feel of it before he was guided back up for a passionate kiss, his tongue slipping past her lips and mated with hers. Ms. Harding tasted her pussy juice on her student’s mouth and tongue.
She thought her afternoon’s adventure with her amorous lover was over now that he has brought her to a mind-blowing orgasm, but she was mistaken. She felt his hard cock slowly thrusting inside her pussy.
“It’s not over yet, ma’am,” Jordan growled before capturing her mouth for a savage kiss as he picked up the pace. He rode her like there was no tomorrow, pumping his cock in and out of her lubricated pussy. She felt him grew larger inside her; felt his body tensed and strained as he flooded her walls with his juices.
Jordan collapsed on top of her, his face buried between her breasts as they both came down from their sudden high. Minutes ticked by and they were on the floor still. It was Jordan to stirred first. Pushing himself up, he braced his hands on either side of Ms. Harding’s head and met the young counselor’s eyes.
“You’re one helluva good fuck, Ms. Harding. Glad I was able to have you before I leave school for good,” he winked and slowly pulled his still hard cock from her wet slit.
Grace Harding remained on the floor, staring at the young stud dressing up before her. Her eyes lingered on his cock, licking her lips as she recalled how much that cock made her happy today. It had been a dull, dry week for her since her last “session” with a couple of students.
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More Lessons to Come... (in other words: TBC)
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II. Wanting
GRACE HARDING, TWENTY-NINE YEARS OLD, single, blond, busty, leggy, and one helluva nympho. He has heard of her prowess as a sex goddess but never actually had the chance to have a first-hand experience with her.
Todd and Claire seemed more relaxed now after their ‘session’ with the lust-worthy guidance counselor a week ago. He heard from his best bud that he and Claire finally went all the way. Kudos for him. It had been a long time coming.
Now it was his turn. He wanted to have a round (or two if he was lucky) with the infamous guidance counselor this high school ever had. He was graduating this year and he didn’t want to be the only senior who hasn’t fucked her senseless yet.
Making up an excuse to see her Monday after school, he was counting down the minutes until he was finally seated inside the infamous Guidance Counselor office with the infamous Guidance Counselor herself.
Miss Harding wore her trademark short skirt and V-necked blouse that hugged her curvaceous figure. She sat cross-legged from him, teasing him with a sight of that soft, white, creamy flesh and the promise of something more hidden underneath her skirt.
“So Jordan, I heard you’re having some problems but you weren’t specific with it when you booked your appointment with Miss Stone,” Miss Harding began, swinging her chair from side to side.
Jordan’s eyes were transfixed on those shapely legs.
“Yep, I’ve been having some problems lately,” he nodded.
“About what, Jordan?”
“Sex,” he answered simply and met the counselor’s gaze.
Miss Harding merely cocked an eyebrow and grinned. She slowly uncrossed her legs, giving him a full view of her pantyless crotch.
“Seems like everybody these days are having problems with sex,” she murmured, but she didn’t sound the least bit offended. In fact she sounded amused. “Do you have a girlfriend, Jordan?”
“No,” he shook his head, his brown eyes transfixed on her pussy. Fuck, Todd was right! He sure would love to taste those soft mons and make her cum in his mouth like what Todd did when he and Claire were here to see her last week.
“Are you interested in someone, Jordan?”
“Yes.”
“Do you only want to fuck this someone you’re interested in?”
“Yes.”
“I see,” she nodded and got up from her seat. Jordan followed her with his gaze, watching her cross the room to the door. He held his breath, thinking he was about to get thrown out of the room, but to his utter relief he saw her reach for the lock and turned it, making sure they won’t get disturbed.
Miss Harding faced him once again, her back to the door.
Jordan got up from his seat then and crossed the room to stand before the elder woman. He was six foot five and dwarfed her five foot six frame. He was breathing raggedly by now and his cock was straining for some release.
“Do you want to fuck me, Jordan?” she pouted.
“Yes ma’am, I do,” he nodded.
“Why do you want to fuck me?” She reached over and ran her fingers gently over his shirt then hovered just above his jeans’ button. He thought she wouldn’t do anything else until he answered, but to his surprise he felt her cup his engorged cock in her hand and moved in closer to him. “Why do you want to fuck little ol’ me, Jordan?”
“Because I saw a glimpse of your pussy and wanted to taste it,” he answered truthfully.
Miss Harding grinned deviously. “I never liked wearing panties,” she confided in him and stood on tiptoe to whisper in his ear, “It gets in the way when I want to finger myself crazy whenever I get the urge to fuck.”
Jordan pulled his head away and met her gaze, “And do you have that urge now, ma’am?” he asked.
Miss Harding’s reply was a squeeze on his dick and slid down to her knees before him. She quickly undo his pants, let it pool around his ankles and took his cock out. She caressed and stroked it for a while, rubbing her thumb on its tip before pressing it to her ruby red lips. Jordan watched as the petite nympho knelt before him played with his pecker, her tongue darted out from between her lips and rolled it over the tip of his cock, making him suck in air hard.
“I guess you’re horny,” he chuckled and watched the blonde haired woman take his entire eight inches into her mouth. He felt the tip of his dick touched the back of her throat before she withdrew. “Oh fuck yeah…” he groaned, closing his eyes, his hand on her head guiding her while she blew him.
Miss Harding took her cue from there and picked up the pace, bobbing her head back and forth on his enormous schlong, squeezing his balls with one hand while she tried to swallow him whole. She was really liking her new post at this school; she’d never had this much cock – or pussy – since college when she often went out on wild weekend binges. She alternately sucked and blew Jordan’s rod, feeling his sack grew heavier and heavier in her hand; he was close to cumming. She wanted to taste his juice. She picked up the tempo some more and just as he was close, Jordan pulled her mouth from his cock and without a word pushed her on all fours.
She’d never had this experience with any of the students she’d done favours for. Usually it was her who took over the entire process not the other way around, but Jordan had another thing in mind.
She felt his big hand cupped one ass cheek while his other hand played with her pussy lips, parting them gently and rubbing her clit. She winced when Jordan smacked her behind, but his fingers remained on her pussy, caressing, teasing before finally slipping his finger inside her wet hole slowly.
Miss Harding let out a guttural moan when she felt him slide his finger in, then another, and another and finally all four of his fingers were inside her pussy moving in and out slowly. She looked over her shoulder and found Jordan bent over her ass, his lips hovering just inches away from the cheek he slapped, then she felt his lips pressed against that cheek then to the other. He was taking his time from driving that thick, fat cock of his into her waiting pussy.
He was driving her mad with wanting. She didn’t want to beg. She still wanted to be in control even though the roles had been reversed now, or so it seemed.
Finally Jordan positioned himself between her entrance; smacking his cockhead against her wet entrance, Miss Harding braced herself for his fat cock’s intrusion. Jordan held on to her hips, slowly guiding his cock inside her pussy.
Jordan was in heaven. She was small and very tight even though she has fucked at least how many students this first semester alone? He was gentle at first, thrusting slowly, enjoying the feel of her pussy walls clenching his cock tightly each time he withdrew from her.
“How are you liking this cock, Miss Harding?” he asked as he thrust his cock back into her wet pussy.
Miss Harding’s response was a throaty moan, her forehead pressed against her arm crossed in front of her on the carpeted floor.
“Mmm…I guess we need to pick up the pace then,” he murmured and started to move faster, pulling his cock almost all the way out before shoving it all back into her nearly dripping pussy. He cupped her ass cheeks, slapping them slightly as he thrust his cock inside her pussy.
Miss Harding made sure not to make a sound while this senior student fuck her doggystyle. He was in complete control of this meeting and she had no power against him.
“Oh you’re fucking hot,” moaned Jordan, his balls slapping against her as he continued to fuck her hard. “Damn,
woman, no wonder every guy in this school wants you!” He pulled out his schlong from her wet snatch and flipped her over, hooking her legs over his shoulders he swooped down and tasted her wet cunt.
Miss Harding gasped at his tongue’s sensation on her engorged clit; Jordan was a master pussy-eater.
“Stick that tongue in me,” she moaned one hand cupping her tit while the other held her young lover’s held, urging him to go deeper.
Jordan obliged and ate her like there was no tomorrow. He alternately licked and tongue-fucked this delectable piece of flesh until he felt her convulsing, ready to cum. Soon Ms. Harding was thrashing on the flooor, her legs wrapped around her young student’s neck as she pushed his face closer to her cunt.
Jordan licked her pussy dry, enjoying the taste and feel of it before he was guided back up for a passionate kiss, his tongue slipping past her lips and mated with hers. Ms. Harding tasted her pussy juice on her student’s mouth and tongue.
She thought her afternoon’s adventure with her amorous lover was over now that he has brought her to a mind-blowing orgasm, but she was mistaken. She felt his hard cock slowly thrusting inside her pussy.
“It’s not over yet, ma’am,” Jordan growled before capturing her mouth for a savage kiss as he picked up the pace. He rode her like there was no tomorrow, pumping his cock in and out of her lubricated pussy. She felt him grew larger inside her; felt his body tensed and strained as he flooded her walls with his juices.
Jordan collapsed on top of her, his face buried between her breasts as they both came down from their sudden high. Minutes ticked by and they were on the floor still. It was Jordan to stirred first. Pushing himself up, he braced his hands on either side of Ms. Harding’s head and met the young counselor’s eyes.
“You’re one helluva good fuck, Ms. Harding. Glad I was able to have you before I leave school for good,” he winked and slowly pulled his still hard cock from her wet slit.
Grace Harding remained on the floor, staring at the young stud dressing up before her. Her eyes lingered on his cock, licking her lips as she recalled how much that cock made her happy today. It had been a dull, dry week for her since her last “session” with a couple of students.
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More Lessons to Come... (in other words: TBC)