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Subject: {ASSM} Tales of Mr. Science (2/4) (M/f conc)
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WARNING:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.
The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY,
and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an
adult, or reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further.
I find myself sitting by my desk at the head of the class. I
repeatedly open the top door of my desk and keep glancing at the photo
she passed in with her homework. The sight of her in that black string
bikini combined with the memory of our earlier extracurricular
activities, start to make my heart race. This, combined with my seeing
her with that baseball jock, leave my head spinning. I finish grading
the papers and stand to pass them out. I suddenly make a decision about
her, I grab the picture from my desk and scribble a note on the back.
"Bring it this afternoon."
I slide the picture in with her homework and pass them both back to her
nonchalantly. When I return to my desk, I notice her looking at me
with her dark brown eyes and smiling devilishly.
I'm back at my office within five minutes of the closing of school. I
manage to file a few papers before she knocks on my door.
"Mr. Science?"
"Yes Evelyn, come in. Did you bring it?"
"Yes sir. Should I put it on now?"
"No, not yet. I want to address another matter first. Who was boy I
saw you with this morning?"
"Oh that's Tommy. He's my brother's friend. We go out sometimes."
"Maybe there's more to your history problem than not turning in your
homework."
"Oh no, Mr. Science! It's not like that. He's just a friend."
"I'm just concerned that this boy will interfere with your make-up
work."
"No Mr. Science he won't interfere with... wait a minute! Are you
jealous?!?"
"Of course not! Don't be silly." I say as I pretend to shuffle
papers on my desk.
"You are jealous Mr. Science!" she say as she reach over, put her hand
under my chin and lift my head up until I meet her eye to eye."Mr.
Science thinks I've been naughty with someone besides him."
"It's nothing like that."
"Well maybe I have been naughty," she says while prancing around my
desk. "Maybe I should be punished before we start working."
"Punished?" I say, somewhat confused.
"Yes punished," she says as she removes a ruler from my desk. "Do you
think I should be punished for going near Tommy?
"Well he might be interfering with your studies."
"And he made you jealous too, huh? I should be spanked," she say as
she hand me the ruler, lean over the desk, and lift up her skirt,
showing her bare ass. "Spank me Mr. Science!"
"Where are your panties Evelyn?"
"I took them off before coming here. Do you think that's bad? I should
be punished. Punish me Mr. Science."
All of the talk about punishment combined with her firm, bare ass, was
making me hot. I gripped the ruler in my right hand and began rubbing
my left on her ass.
"It sure is a shame to mark such a beautiful bottom, but you have been
naughty," I said as I slapped the ruler against her butt cheeks. I
wasn't sure about this whole situation until I heard her squeal each
time I slapped the ruler down. I wasn't hitting that hard. I think it
was the whole situation that was making her squeal. It was making me
even hotter. I felt my face become hot and my cock begins to stiffen
in my pants. After the fifth slap, I decided she was punished enough.
"Have you learned your lesson young woman?"
"Yes Mr. Science. I have. I won't make you jealous anymore," she say
while smiling devilishly.
"I wasn't jealous! Don't make me have to punish you again. Now, go
into the bathroom and change."
"Yes Mr. Science," she says quietly, while she heads into the bathroom.
While she's in the bathroom, I move my desk and chair to the side of the
room. Then I pull out a big beach towel and my swimsuit that I had
retrieved from my locker in the gym. I laid the towel out on the floor
and changed into my swimsuit. I had just gotten settled on the floor,
when she came in from the bathroom. She stopped just outside the
bathroom door and looked down at me on the towel.
"What did you have in mind Mr. Science?"
"Don't worry about that right now. You gave me that picture. Now I
want to see you model it for me."
She walked over to the radio resting on a file cabinet and turned it
on. After twisting the knob back and forth, she stopped on a channel
playing some sort of dance music. She begins twisting and turning along
with the rhythm. As she got into the groove, she begins moving towards
me. She stops just inches from me. While I lean back on my elbows, she
begins dancing above me. She looks down and notices my raging hard-on
that is pushing against the fabric of my suit. Every few seconds, she
leans down and shakes her breasts in my face. She makes this action
with additional shakes of her ass in front of me. After five minutes of
this, she turns her back to me and bends her knees, while twisting
slightly as she bends down. Once you're nearly sitting on my lap, she
looks over her shoulder and smile.
"Untie me please Mr. Science."
I reach up and untie her bikini. She stands back up and turns to face
me. Her arms are crossed over her breasts. She opens them long enough
to let her top fall. When it reaches her foot, she kicks it into my
face. As I pull it off my face, she unfolds her arms and starts dancing
again. After another five minutes she hooks her thumbs inside her
swimsuit bottom and pulls it off. Just like the top, the bottom ends up
in my face. She continues dancing to the music. Sometimes it moves her
within inches of me. Every minute of dancing, becomes more erotic. I
watch her as the sweat rolls off her body. My cock begins to throb.
She notices me bulge in my suit growing and lean down towards me. She
begins pulling on my swimsuit.
"It's your turn to strip Mr. Science."
I lift myself up enough for her to pull my swimsuit off. She begins
dancing again, swinging my suit over her head. I begin to sweat as I
become more and more turned-on. When she moves towards me and shake her
ass in my face, I reach out and grab her hips. Pulling she closer, I
begin kissing her ass cheeks. I pull her down towards me and twist her
around so she is facing me. She sits down on my thighs. She wraps her
arms around my neck while I wrap my arms around her waist.
We begin kissing passionately, all the while rubbing our hands over
each other's back. I begin kissing her neck and sucking on her ear
lobes. I move my hands up and begin massaging her breasts. She begins
moaning with this manipulation. She loosens her grip on my neck as I
begin sucking on her erect nipples. As I take one into my mouth, I run
my tongue around it. She begins moaning even louder and digs her
fingernails into my back.
I decide that I can't wait any longer. I grab her hips, lift her up,
and twist her around. As she stands on her hands and knees, I climb to
my knees. This position leaves me in perfect position to enter her from
behind. I grab her hips and pull her closer. She looks over her
shoulder as I begin to move closer. I'm so hot at this point that I
know that I can't fool around. I slide my rock hard cock into her tight
slit.
I decide against taking it slowly and begin ramming my cock in as fast
and hard as possible. With each thrust, we moan in unison. As I
continue thrusting, she digs her nails into the towel and bites her
lower lip in pleasure. I dig my fingers into her hips to get as much
leverage as possible. As I continue thrusting, I feel both fatigue and
orgasm coming on. As I begin climaxing and shooting my hot fluids into
her, she reaches climax. While her back arches into me, she begins
shuddering. As the walls of her vagina milk me dry, we collapse on the
floor.
We continue kissing and lightly stroking each other. After we both
take enough time to cool off, we help each other get dressed. As she
heads out of my office, she reaches into her purse, pulls out her
panties, and tosses them onto my desk.
"Until next time Mr. Science. Until next time."
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