Seclusion

Seclusion. That was the main aspect of Robinson High, A private school for the rich of the rich, children who could do nothing with their entire lives and still come out on top. And this was where Mr. Patrick Cooper worked, a teacher with a strong background in the Arts and Literature, He was the head of the English board and still rather young, at the ripe age of 28, he had mastered what many longed to accomplish in their entire lifetimes. Though, he still had some small problems, like keeping to his work, and not the finely tuned females that left and entered his lavish classroom on a daily basis. It was also a boarding school to some, though not many, only those who could afford the Hilton style dorm rooms, and those numbered few.
He was busying himself with erasing the chalkboard, thinking to himself and wondering when they would come up with a better technology than seashells on slate. He was a tall male, standing about 6 foot 5 inches, blondish hair that was short and kempt, large blue eyes that were pale like moonlight behind daintily framed glasses. His attire today was simple and defined, a suit of darker hue, a solid tie also of dark, and white dress shirt beneath, he glanced to the clock and leaned against the desk, awaiting the arrival of his lackluster students.

A young woman walked in slowly, her emerald eyes downcast beneath her thick lashes of pure white. Her shoulder-length crimson hair was curled into numerous tight ringlets that bounced as she moved towards a seat in the back of the classroom. She crossed and uncrossed her legs nervously, grasping a curl and tugging on it lightly, glancing up at Mr. Cooper before she gazed down at her desk again. Glancing up as other students began to rush in, filling the seats, she tucked her legs beneath herself, the black high-heeled shoes and knee socks hidden beneath the short, pleated skirt as she tugged on the sleeves of her white blouse, then adjusted her black sweater-vest and black-and-gold striped tie before she lifted her bag onto the table, opening it and pulling out a small glasses case. She opened it and removed a small pair of plastic-framed glasses, slipping them onto her pretty, heart-shaped face before she flipped open a notebook and pulled a pen out, looking up at Mr. Cooper attentively now. She was one of the boarding students, but unlike the others, she didn\'t have any friends there. She had just started at Robinson High that year, her sophomore year, and the fifteen-year-old knew that most people had formed groups of friends the year before and didn\'t tolerate outsiders.

Mr. Cooper glanced to the young girl that was first to enter his room. He smiled softly, acknowledging her presence and watching the shuffle of the rest of his students enter the room, none with quite the significance of this young girl. His eyes glanced over her selectively; he had become a master at disguising his glances as mere talks to the classroom when he focused on a student. He waited for everyone to be seated before beginning. \"Alright everyone, we begin our selection of Shakespeare for this term... Julius Cesar.\" He said softly, never needing to be too loud with his classes. \"If you do not have the book, weather it be in your locker or elsewhere, Leave now, your stupidity to come to my class without text is intolerable.\" He added sharply, seeing two students get up and leave, he knew some moronic student would do such, he had never had a day with a full class in the entirety of his teaching career. Most had learned, others... he wasn’t even going to attempt to explain. Opening his own book, the students followed example, and he began to weave the words of Shakespeare through his own vocals, and having performed some of his work, it came out rather well.

She gazed up at him, listening intently before she lowered her eyes to her book again, her eyes scanning the text quickly. Lifting her eyes to him, she raised her hand slowly. Obviously, not many people were interested enough to call attention to themselves in class, as the people around her looked shocked for a moment. \"Mr. Cooper,\" she called softly, \"please, sir, may I speak?\" She blushed at her own boldness, lowering her hand slowly. She hadn\'t noticed him focusing on her, so obviously she wouldn\'t have sensed his interest. She slunk down in her seat a bit, her bare knees jutting out over the edge of her seat as she tried to force her hair to hide her face. \"I...I\'m sorry, sir...forget I said anything...\" Her blush deepened as she tried to hide her face behind her book, tears of humiliation filling her eyes as the boy seated to her left snickered derisively at her shyness.

Mr. Cooper walked slightly down the row of the students, stopping a few desks away and leaning against the empty one, left behind by the delinquent of the multitude. \"Yes? This is a classroom of discussion, if you have something to say I’m sure these ignorant twits-\" his eyes glanced to the lad who sat across from her, enjoying her humiliation, cold and stern which silenced him quickly. \"Please, speak.\" He added gently, giving her a soft smile. He smiled rarely amongst these less than bright students, so when once managed to pipe up and acknowledge their education, he loved it, even more when they were as lovely as this young lass... his eyes were drawn downward, but he kept them focused on her face, urging temptation away. He could feel a slight desire for her rising within him... he kicked himself mentally, he was becoming much more obvious lately, and his urges were much harder to control... the bouncy red curls on her head only seemed to make him think of them bouncing in a much more perverse situation.

She lifted her tear-filled eyes to his, murmuring, \"I was wondering if we could perhaps act the story out...in order to better understand it. I find that, if I am actively involved in a reading, that I understand it much better.\" She smiled back lightly, biting her lip nervously as she shifted again, sitting up straight, with her legs still tucked beneath her before she gazed at her desk once more. She blushed faintly as the boy rolled his eyes, fighting back another snicker as he watched her. Lifting a small, sharpened pencil, he lobbed it at her carefully, looking completely innocent as it hit her in the forehead, the point almost sliding down behind her glasses to hit her eye. She cried out in pain softly, reaching up to touch the place it had hit, just as a rubber band hit her just above the button of her blouse, making her collarbone redden in one spot. She was bombarded with flying objects from all around the room suddenly as the boys attacked the \'little upstart\'. The girls were all laughing, watching her look around quickly.

Mr. Cooper had not expected such an outrageous out breaking of such in his classroom, he growled in his throat, unheard beneath the clamor of the classroom, his book raising in his hand and coming down loudly on the empty desk so that the entirety of the classroom became silent. Some even jumped at the loud sound. \"That -\" He growled out, almost at the point of breaking. How dare they attack this poor girl in such a way? He longed to run his fingers over the paleness of her cheek, and soothe her, but he remained as stoic as possible. \"- Was totally unacceptable. If you spoilt little hellions weren’t adorned in your Sean John and your Louis Vatton, id be convinced I was looking after a zoo! Now, You-\" He walked down to the side of the young girl, where the little bastard who had tossed the first missile sat, yanking him up by the collar, laughter roaring from the other as Mr. Cooper tossed him from the classroom, landing out the door on his rear. \"And yes, please do go run to daddy, I’m sure they would miss me around here alot more than they would miss you.\" He brushed his hands off, giving a devilish grin to the back of the room. \"Actually, I thought your idea was great, miss...?\"

\"Lillian,\" she whispered, looking down as tears filled her eyes once more and spilled out, cascading down her smooth cheeks and dripping down onto her desk. \"Lillian Evans...\" She had jumped too when he slammed the book down, and now she was shaking, biting back a sob as she rubbed her arms. Staring down at her desk, she seemed to retreat into herself quickly, her already tiny frame seeming to shrink into her seat as she looked up at him, choking out, \"I...I don\'t feel very well, sir...may I please go to the nurse? I don\'t think I can continue in class today...\" She shivered again, hoping he wasn\'t going to start yelling at her, or slam his book down again...\"But if you\'d like me to stay in class...\"
He nodded gently to her, as the others mocked her sadness, he obvious longing to belong, he bit his bottom lip slightly but his caring was unnoticeable, even to the most perceptive eye. \"Yes, Miss Evans. You may.\" He glanced around the others. It was obvious that the lesson for today was completely lost. He would never get them to silence, let alone to actually pay attention to Julius Cesar. \"Ugh... Class dismissed early, get out of my classroom.\" He murmured, removing his glasses and rubbing his blue optics gently, this job was making him old early, he thought with a smirk. \" Miss Evans, would you wait a moment?\" He asked softly, the others had cleared out in about a millisecond, how quick they were to dismiss their educations... well, it was his prerogative to end class when he desired.

Lillian nodded slowly and got to her feet, placing her belongings in her bag and closing it, lifting the strap over her head to rest on her shoulder before she walked up to his desk, whispering, \"Yes, Mr. Cooper?\" She was crying silently now, her eyes closed as the tears streamed from beneath her closed eyelids. \"I\'m sorry for interrupting class, sir, it won\'t happen again, I promise...\" She opened her eyes and lifted them to his, adding, \"I just thought...I thought maybe if I spoke up...then perhaps the others wouldn\'t ignore me...They don\'t take too kindly to new people, I\'ve found...\" She sighed heavily, fighting the urge to throw herself into his arms and burst into sobs. She needed someone to comfort her, but who? She didn\'t know anyone who even pretended to care...

He felt real pity for this young girl, and real desire. He rose from his seat, coming around it to stand before her, his hand raising, pausing for a moment as if rationalizing his actions, before tentatively whipping the tears from her cheeks with the soft pad of his thumb, almost catching his breath in his throat, her skin felt like silk beneath his fingertips... he let out the breath he had been unknowledgeable holding, lowering his hand from hers features slowly. \"Lillian... You mustn’t be so frightened of the other students, they can be harsh at times, but try to be brave in a classroom setting. Just remember that you have an unofficial referee at the front of the room to try to prevent things from going to far.\" He added softly, leaning on his desk to prevent himself from touching her, having to find something to do with his hands. \"Getting that group of overindulged creatures from Hades to even listen is hard enough, but to act? You my dear are a brave creature.\" He added with a smirk, unable to resist the urge to curl her soft, bright hair behind her ear.\"

She shivered gently, her mouth opening in a soft gasp as she closed her eyes, biting back the small moan that threatened to escape her full, pouty lips at the touch of his hand. \"I\'m not brave,\" she whispered, finally sinking forward against him, her arms going around his neck as she leaned against him. \"I\'m not brave at all...If I was, I wouldn\'t start crying whenever someone hurts me...I\'m terrified of them, Mr. Cooper, some of the girls have already threatened me just for coming to this school...\" She shook slightly, not wanting to leave the safety of the classroom, especially not with him there...\"I don\'t want them to hurt me, but I don\'t see how I can stop them if they try to...\" She looked up at him, her lovely face full of fear and sorrow as she added, and “That\'s why I left my last school...because people kept threatening me...\"

He wished she hadn’t of done that... but once she did, he could not deny the tiny shot of unadulterated pleasure that shot through his system, causing his breathing to sped up slightly, feeling her small body quiver with tears against him. \"L-Lillian...\" He whispered unable to contain himself and wrapping his strong arms about her tiny frame, nuzzling the top of her head gently. \"That’s just it... idle threats darling.. You don’t have to worry about the students here, they are just blowhards. I suggest trying to visit the less strenuous parts of the school.. Like the dark room, I know the students who hide themselves in there to he very kind, and very intelligent.. They would appreciate someone of your caliber...\" He let his fingers linger beneath her chin softly, bringing her eyes up to him, before cupping her small cheek softly. \" And beauty they’re... the vapid whores within here can only long to be you...\" He whispered, having obviously thrown caution to the wind.

She closed her eyes briefly before opening them wide again, turning her head to nuzzle her cheek against his hand. \"You...You think I\'m pretty,\" she asked shyly, an unexpected thrill going through her at the feel of his arms around her. \"No one\'s ever told me I\'m pretty before,\" she murmured, biting her lip anxiously as she pulled back a bit, her hips pressed against his as she leaned back to gaze up at his face more easily. Smiling softly at him, she lifted her hands to his shoulders, standing up on her toes to reach him before she closed her eyes again, her body pressing against his slowly, the curves of her body molding to him as she brushed her lips against his, her kiss soft and sweet, so tender it ached as she pulled away, then kissed him again, fumbling slightly as she felt the newness of her desire washing over her.

Feeling her slender hips press to his immediately caused him to harden, swiftly, and the looseness of his pants did not aid that, he groaned softly, trying to hold it in but the way she meshed into his body was mind boggling. \"Lillian...\" He breathed out gently, feeling her soft lips brush against his, he leaned in for more, but feeling her pull away he opened his eyes, only to have her kiss him deeper this time, his eyes closing gently and his hands coming to either side of her hips, pressing her roughly against his own in animal desire, his lips taking the lead over hers, he licked at them ever so gently, as not to frighten her, so contradictory to his animalistic grip.

She gasped at the tight grip on her hips and the hardness pressing against her, then sighed softly as she parted her lips for him invitingly, her hands moving to his before she lifted them from her hips, letting them hover for a moment before she pulled them to her breasts, blushing furiously as she undid her tie, pulling it off along with the bag over her neck, dropping them both to the ground. \"Mr. Cooper,\" she whispered before she wrapped her arms around his neck again, pulling herself closer to him slowly. \"I...I\'ve never done this before...please...show me what to do...show me what you want...how to make you happy with me...\"

He couldn’t believe this was happening, the object of his desires... Forcing his hands onto her breasts, begging for him to use her like some toy.. He couldn’t. \"Lillian... I don’t want you to do this to yourself.... Your untouched, I’m sure... You tell me what you desire... and I will please you.\" He murmured softly, kissing her throat gently as his fingers kneaded her breasts within her shirt, rolling over her nipples teasingly. \"I want to please you, Lillian... tell me what you want, and I will do it.\" He asked softly, longing to here her tell him what she wanted, in that soft, innocent voice of hers. \"Be descriptive, this is English class.\" He added with a perverse smirk, nipping her softly.

She giggled lightly, giving a small moan as her nipples hardened so quickly they became sore. \"Oh...Oh, Mr. Cooper,\" she moaned out, reaching up to undo the jacket of his suit carefully. \"I...I want you to touch me...I want you to lick all over my body and then I want you to be inside of me...I want you to carry me up to my room and make passionate love to me on my bed...I want to feel you on top of me, loving me the way no one else can...Please, say you want me...Say you want to make love to me, please...\"

He smirked, licking his lips gently as he nodded in agreement; he wanted to make love to her.. God how much did he want to take her as his... \"Yes Lillian... I want you.. So much... you make me so hard...\" He murmured against her throat, breathing his hot breath against her neck, kissing and licking softly, grounding her hips into his for emphasis. \"Hm... Seeing as your description was so... defined..\" He grinned, lifting her bridal style into his arms, her weight so gentle in his grasps. \"I think I might have to give you a very special grading... What room number did you say was yours?\" He asked with a grin, licking the shell of her ear gently, with an almost teenage perverseness about his lust for her.

She giggled softly, giving a soft moan as he licked her ear. \"R-R-Room 118,\" she gasped out, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly as she leaned up to kiss him again, staring up into his eyes. \"Please...Hurry, I can\'t wait much longer...\" She pulled away from the soft, brief kiss, staring at him still as she moaned again, remembering how good the huge bulge in his pants had felt, pressing against her, and wondering how much better it would feel inside her...\"I want to make love,\" she whispered, \"to my wonderful, handsome teacher...\"

He wasn’t exactly causing himself to wait either. He was fast as he walked up the stairs to the dormitories, desperate to her to that bed of hers and take her as his own... he let out a sigh of relief that no one had noticed them still in classes, he opened her door quickly, shutting it behind him with a foot. His body ached for her flesh, he grinned, laying her softly against the sheets of her bed; she was so lovely, so innocent looking lay out on that bed... He wondered perversely id she had anything on the naughtier side to slip into. \"Lillian... I want your first time to be wonderful for you, and for myself as well...\" He murmured softly against her throat, unbuttoning her white shirt slowly, kissing her collarbones gently, teasingly slow. \"Tell me, do you have anything.... more comfortable, or less comfortable to slip on?\" He asked with a smirk, just a fantasy question really, she was young, and probably never expected for such, but still the question itched with such intensity that he had to ask.

I...I might,\" she admitted, blushing furiously as she tossed her head back, letting out a small mewling sound of pleasure as she added, \"My cousins decided to take me to a...to a lingerie shop, since I would be coming to a boarding school...they said it would make any guy I wanted come to me...\" She pushed him away and stood up, gazing at him before she rushed to her dresser and opened the top drawer. There was a flash of black before she held it against her tightly and rushed into the bathroom, slamming the door. A minute or so later, she walked back out, her uniform visible on the bathroom floor. She now wore black silk stockings with a black corset-like little thing that made her breasts spill out over the top, pieces of satin and lace making up the panties she now wore as she walked over to him slowly. Shy and seductive, innocent and erotic...the perfect mix of sweet little girl and sex goddess.

He growled low in his throat, and the visible re hardening of his member was obvious through his pants, ogling her hungrily, he could almost drool. \"Lillian... God you are so sexy...\" He murmured gently, unable to take his eyes off her, biting his bottom lip at her shyness, he stood, walking closer to her with a hunger he could not explain. \"My little kitten...\" He whispered to her, regaining himself after the sudden shock of her lovely and still totally arousing attire... His hands traced against her legs softly, trailing up the fabric of her corset, teasing over her breasts and running his fingers through her hair, feeling every part of her. He could feel himself throbbing with desire, picking her up and wrapping her legs around his hips, kissing her chest before laying her back on the bed, spreading her legs softly. \"I can’t wait to feel myself inside your tight little body Lillian...\" He whispered out, kneeling beside the bed, he rested her cute rump against the edge of it, parting her legs to either side. His hand softly, barely touching, grazed the softness of her outer lips, grinning devilishly and looking up to her face.

She closed her eyes and let out a breathy, throaty moan, catching her bottom lip between her teeth as her back arched. \"Oh...that feels so wonderful,\" she whispered, her hands lifting to rest beside her head and curling into fists. \"Please...don\'t tease...I need you to touch me...I need you to make love to me...\" She opened her eyes and looked up at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure as she propped herself up on her elbows, her fists now resting beside her hips. \"Kiss me?\" She was so beautiful...so erotic, yet so shy at the same time...She smiled at him softly, batting her eyelashes as she whispered, \"I...I want you to love me...even if it\'s only for a few hours...\"

He smiled gently to her naivety, pulling himself above her, he tilted his head gently to the side, kissing her tenderly, but hungrily, pressing a little roughly only to add need to his actions, need that he was sorely ignoring. He wanted to please her... \"Lillian... I will let you in on a little secret. Teasing makes everything that much more wonderful, you will love it, believe me.\" He reassured her, his hand lowering to her panties that covered little if anything, slipping his fingers around them, but leaving her other garments on, they were terribly arousing. He pulled them down her toned, beautiful legs, kissing her thighs softly, he picked up her form and rested it gently on one of her pillows, while slipping the other beneath her hips, lifting her slightly off the bed, so he could get to her all the better. He spread her legs as far as her body would allow them, her lovely, spread intimacy making him groan with need... \"Touch yourself...\" He whispered softly, wanting to see this innocent little girl do those terribly perverse and wonderful things.

She hesitated as she blushed furiously, and then slid a slender hand down between her widespread legs, moaning gently as she traced her fingertips over the glistening, puffy lips, then pressed down on the hard little button of flesh that controlled her pleasure. She let out a soft gasp, starting to rub furiously as she thrashed around on the bed, calling his name as she touched herself, wanting so badly to feel him inside her, on top of her...even under her, if he would allow her to try it...She forced herself to an earth-shaking climax, letting out a shocked scream as her sweet juices poured from her, soaking her skin and the sheets beneath her as she struggled to catch her breath. \"Oh...I...I never knew...touching myself could...could be so...good,\" she gasped out, smiling up at him warmly, adoringly.

He smirked, lapping his tongue over the sweetness of her juices, loving the fresh taste of her climax. He knew now that she had cum the first time, she would be more susceptible to more powerful orgasms... years of lovemaking make him knowledgeable, and he wished to bestow this upon Lillian. His tongue circled the hot and red nub that was surely throbbing right now, he dug his tongue against it, moaning her name and loving the powerful and intoxicating taste of her. \"Lillian... you taste so good...\" He murmured, pushing her legs wide, digging his tongue into her opening hotly, he could feel her virgin tightness, making him long for her all the more. He wanted to feel her cum again, and raising his fingers to her opening, he slipped one of his fingers within, her wetness arousing him terribly, making it easy to slip in another, her tightening around his fingers. \"Mmm... Yes.. Lillian.. Your so tight...\" He licked her little nub furiously, moving his fingers with equal, but gentler swiftness.

She gasped his name over and over again, staring down at him as her eyes glazed over again. The touch of his tongue against her nub made her cry out louder, grabbing the back of his head as her hips bucked involuntarily. Her body tightening around his fingers still more, she shuddered violently, biting down hard on her tongue as she tried not to scream out her pleasure at his touch. \"Oh, yes,\" she sobbed, tears of joy streaming from her eyes. \"Oh, yes, yes, yes...more, please, I love the way you touch me,\" she sobbed out, staring up at the ceiling as she came again, even harder than before.

He could feel her cum. tightening around his fingers even more, he loved it, loved the feeling, the scent, and the sound of her Cumming. Leaning up, he removed his fingers from within her, licking her flavor from them hungrily, before licking the tears from her cheeks, tasting the saline, and kissing her eyes softly. \"Yes Lillian... I’m going to pleasure you so...\" He said with a smirk, pulling off his coat and unbuttoning the rest of his shirt, tossing them to the side as he pulled off his belt swiftly, unable to stand the separation from her, he attacked her lips longingly, pushing past her lips and digging his hungry tongue into the hot crevice of her mouth, murmuring gently.

She reached up, pushing at his chest gently as she slid her hands over his body before moving them to his back, feeling the hard muscles rippling beneath his skin. She kissed him back passionately, her tongue rubbing against his as she lifted her smiling eyes to his before she pulled away. \"Please, Mr. Cooper...what do I call you...when we\'re making love, I mean,\" she whispered. \"Do you want me to call you Mr. Cooper, or...\" She blushed shyly, staring up at him as she touched his cheek carefully.

He smiled, kissing her hand as it brushed against his cheek, shaking his head softly. \"It does not matter to me my lovely Lillian... Call me Patrick, or call me Mr. Cooper, which ever arouses you the most..\" He said with a smirk.. God he longed for her, that adorable innocence was so precious that he was sure his heart would burst with over consumption of such emotions... but his inane desire to ravage her, no... Make love to her, in every way possible, seemed to quash any other thought in his mind. He knelt between her spread legs, simply pulling the hard member from his pants, apparently having gone commando. He was large and thick, about 8 inches and 5 around... she was so small, he didn’t want to hurt her, but he knew he would not have much of a choice.. \"Lillian.. This is going to hurt a little.. But I promise it will get better.... \" He murmured softly, beginning to press his member into her tight opening, gasping at the restriction.

She squeezed her eyes shut tightly, so hard that tiny drops of blood welled up beneath her pearl-white teeth, then they shot open as she bucked her hips once, forcing him into her all the way. She let out a scream of pain, sinking back onto the bed as blood flooded out around his thick, hard member, trailing down her inner thighs. \"Mr. C-...Patrick,\" she whispered, digging her nails into his back hard. \"It..It hurts,\" she whispered, burying her face in his shoulder as she cried softly, her eyelashes fluttering against his skin.

He was gasping in pleasure, trying to hold off the desire to cum, she was so, so tight around him.... He kissed her face softly, licking the light blood from her lips, continuing to soothe her anguish with gentleness as he let her get used to the feeling of having him inside her. \"Relax my little girl... It will get easier if you do.\" He whispered softly, kissing her throat tenderly, and lowering his hand down to her clit and rolling it softly with his fingertip, trying to remove some of her focus from the pain. \"God you squeeze me so hard... I love the way your pussy clings to me...\" He murmured softly, letting her know how much he longed for her. He pulled himself up slowly, and lifting the crooks of her knees into his hands, he glanced down to her slightly bloody sheets and his crimson tainted member, beginning to withdraw it slowly, until only the head was within her, then sinking back in.

She closed her eyes again, going silent as he withdrew almost completely, then opening her eyes again and moaning as he sank back into her, so deep, stretching her out beautifully...\"Oh, Patrick,\" she moaned, whimpering as he rolled her throbbing clit beneath his fingertip. \"I love having you inside me...inside my...my pussy,\" she whispered, blushing as she added, \"Fill my pussy more, push it into me more, please...I want you to make love to me so much...don\'t stop, don\'t ever stop...\" She leaned up and kissed him deeply, lapping at his lips with her tongue as she became a tiny bit bolder with her new lover.

He grinned as the words past her lips, so cute to hear them coming from one so innocent, he wanted to hear more. \"Tell me to fuck you Lillian... and I will.\" He murmured softly, and sinking more of his member within her, having only about half inside her at the moment, and ramming the rest of his length deep within her, he groaned in pleasure, being so deep within her... if felt incredible.. \"Lillian.... god you feel so good...\" He groaned out through clenched teeth, slipping his member almost all the way out of her again. \"Tell me to fuck you....\"
\"F-F-Fuck me,\" she whispered shyly, her blush deepening even more as she spoke, the unfamiliar words not coming easily to her hips as she rolled her hips experimentally against his, then lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist instinctively. \"Please fuck me, Patrick...it\'s so big and hard inside me, and I need you so much...\" She rubbed his back slowly, gazing up into his eyes as she whispered, \"I want you to love me more...\"

He groaned softly as she rolled her hips gently, he grinned, oh she was so far his now, devilish eyes raising to her as he kissed her lips softly, feeling her legs wrap around him, only more of an invite. \"With pleasure, my little sex kitten..\" He said with a grin, withdrawing the thickness of his member only to slam it back within her, over and over again until it began to feel like his length was on fire. \"Oh... god... Lillian...\" He growled out, leaning back and just rolling his hips, so his member rolled about her insides, rubbing intensely against her g spot, while rubbing his member in the most mind blowing way.

She shuddered and moaned, his name falling from her lips with a lover\'s caress as she smiled up at him, forcing her eyes to stay open despite the almost overwhelming urge to close them. \"Oh...Oh, my god...harder, Patrick...please, that feels lovely...\" She lifted her hands and placed them on his face, cupping it gently before she moved them down and gripped his shoulders, her legs still wrapped around him as she tried to push him until he was sitting up completely. Despite being a virgin when he took her, she had seen her older sister and her boyfriend having sex on the couch once, her sister\'s boyfriend sitting up with his pants and boxers pushed down, while her sister and simply lifted her skirts and pulled her panties to the side before impaling herself on his hard member and rocking back and forth on it.

He glanced down to her, feeling her become bolder with her actions, he smirked, condoning her actions and sitting back against the bed, leaning on the backboard and pulling her up with him, feeling her sink even deeper onto him with the gravity of her weight, he groaned softly, loving the feel of it, his hands resting on her hips softly... \"Is this what you wanted my little sex kitten... ride to your hearts content.\" He whispered to her, licking the side of her cheek erotically, his hands rose to play roughly with her breasts, loving every moment of her body.
She moaned and let him play with her soft breasts, moving so her knees were on either side of him as she rocked her hips slowly, staring at the wall behind his head as she lifted her hips and let herself lower back down. Her pace was slow at first, so slow she barely moved, but it quickened as her arousal grew until she was riding him furiously, screaming and moaning as she bounced up and down, her hips rocking quickly. \"Call me that again,\" she called out. \"Call me your little sex kitten...\"

He was dying of pleasure, his own groans and moans mixed with hers, god she felt so good, watching her curls bounce about her head as she rode him with such vigor, so much passion that he had never seen before, loving every part of her. \"Ohh... God... My little sex kitten... ride your master...\" He growled out, getting a little rougher with her, his hand pulling her hair back and ravaging her throat with need, trailing lower and nipping roughly on her nipples, sucking on them erotically as his hands lowered to her hips, grasping them in his hands and increasing the intensity of her thrusts and rocks. He pulled her up fast, and impaled her down on his member fast... he could feel his climax building with such intensity...

She felt her own climax coming quickly, her rocking becoming more urgent as he held her hips and showed her how to move. \"Yes...my master,\" she smiled, loving the sound of the words. She moaned as her nipples hardened in his mouth, making her beg for him to show her even more ways to love him. \"Please, Patrick...show me how else to make you happy...I\'m going to come soon, I want to make you come with me...oh, god, it feels so good...I want...\" She froze suddenly, her eyes going wide as she came hard, calling out, \"Oh, yes...Oh, Patrick, I love you!\"

He groaned loudly, he was so close it was making him wild... and hearing her pleas to please him, was making him light headed. He lifted her light frame from his member, still so hard, glistening with her juices. He jerked his member rhythmically in his hand, moaning continuously loudly as he came, spurting long, sticky strings of cum over her tiny pale flesh, he loved it, seeing her splattered under his seed, claiming her for his own.\" Your my little sex kitten... my slave.\" groaned softly in the gentle aftermath of his climax, loving to see her covered in his semen.

She smiled and dragged a finger through the cum covering her breasts, rubbing it over her nipples before she sucked it off of her finger, collapsing onto the bed and smiling up at him. \"That was incredible...\" She gave a small sigh, reaching over and taking his now-soft member in her hand, stroking it gently. \"This felt so good inside of me...you were stretching me out, filling me up...I never wanted that feel to end,\" she whispered to him, leaning down and lapping at the head hesitantly.

He bit his bottom lip, having only released a moment before, his body needed a little recuperation time... but she seemed to long for something more. His balls ached when she licked at the head, sending signals to an empty reservoir. \"Ah... my little kitten, you going to have to wait for your master to recoup a little.... You dirty little thing...\" He teased her, loving the look of her, covered with his cum, licking at the head of his member, so submissive, he loved it. \"I propose... a little shower... seeing as you are covered in my seed.... and it looks so good...\" He spoke with playfulness, adoring having her for his own... she was so lovely, and his had so much more to teach this innocent little girl.

She smiled up at him and nodded, sitting up and covering his face with kisses. \"Will you clean me up,\" she asked shyly, biting her lip as she gazed into his eyes, rubbing a hand over his face gently. \"I love it whenever you touch me,\" she whispered, nuzzling her nose against his neck as she lowered her head. \"I like having you protecting me, even when we make love...it feels so good, making love to you...I want you to stay here with me, please don\'t leave...\"

He smiled to her sweet, yet naive words, kissing her softly; he resolved not to leave, for the moment. \"Of course Lillian. Dim not going anywhere for now... but later... we must hide our love, others will not understand, and im jeopardizing my job... but.. I just couldn’t resist...so wonderful Lillian... I wont let anyone ever hurt you again...\" He murmured, holding her closely, ignoring the fact that she was covered in his seed. \"Come, we’ll clean up a little, and ill get you back to your next class...\" He murmured softly, kissing her forehead gently as he carried her to the bathroom. He sensed she might be sore, so filled up a hot, relaxing bubble bath for her, slipping into it with her and snuggling closely amidst the warmth and the bubbles.

She snuggled against him happily, wrapping an arm around his neck as she smiled up at him. \"You said...You said we have to hide our love...does that mean you love me,\" she whispered hopefully, caressing his lips with hers as she moved to straddle him, her tiny body resting atop his large one as she gazed at him, trying to memorize each and every one of his features. \"Because I...I think I\'m in love with you, Patrick...I want you to stay with me always, I want you to love me and protect me...\"

He glanced up to her, sitting there, with that innocence in her eyes... how could he deny his feelings for her? She was everything he looked for, there was no denying, her youth was the only real barrier.... but that could be easily surpassed. \"Yes, yes Lillian... Im so terribly in love with you...\" He said softly, raising a hand to her cheek, the wetness of it touching her skin, making his body tingle. She was so small; le loved that about her, leaning up slowly and kissing her lips gently, while picking up a cloth and running it over her chest, removing his release from her chest.

She kissed him back tenderly, smiling even wider before she hid her face in his neck. \"I love you too,\" she whispered, shivering as her nipples hardened under the cloth, just from the mere knowledge that he loved her and he was touching her. \"I...I never thought I would fall in love with a teacher...especially not when I\'m only fifteen,\" she added, blushing faintly as she kissed his neck. \"Patrick...how old are you?\"

He seemed to slow his touch. She was just so young.. He felt like such a cradle robber, she was so untainted before... he hoped she would not loathe him later for taking her virginity, but he knew he did not regret it... he sincerely cared for the girl, and it boiled his insides to think of her with some pompous rich jackass about this school.... she was his, sweet, adorable, lovely little girl, and he wouldn’t allow her to be ruined by this school. Her question hit him like a ton of bricks though; he bit his bottom lip gently, but responded truthfully. \"I’m.. Twenty eight, Lillian.\" He said softly, feeling even more guilty.... he loved her, but it was wrong to everyone else... how cruel the fates could be.

She just nodded, murmuring, \"Oh,\" as she continued her sweet kisses. \"I just wanted to know,\" she shrugged, lifting a hand to his hair. \"Patrick,\" she whispered, \"do you think...someday...we can get married? Please? I don\'t ever want to be with anyone but you...\" She looked up, so sweet and innocent as she traced her fingertips over his lips. \"I love you so much, Patrick...I don\'t know if I can stand only seeing you in class...\"

He laughed slightly to this comment, grinning at her and kissing her forehead lightly. \"Yes, someday Lillian, I don’t that that something we need to be worrying about right away.\" He seemed thoroughly amused with her comment, kissing her happily. \"Hmm.. Would you want to me Mrs. Lillian Cooper?\" He asked, though he had to admit, it did sound pleasing to his ears. He listened to her other plea, he smiled softly, knowing he would not be able to bear it either.. \"Hmm.. I will try to get to you as often as possible Lilli, I can maybe take you to my house on weekends, ad tell the administration your going home...\"

She nodded slowly, smiling up at him. \"I\'d love to be Mrs. Lillian Cooper,\" she murmured. \"And I\'d love to come to your house...but what about whenever else we need to be with each other?\"