A Different Kind of Guidance (closed for desperado1089)

[desperado1089]

Stephen was already awake, on the floor nearby but not in the way, doing push-ups. Completely naked. "Good morning, sleepyhead. Slow down, I actually set an alarm on my phone to sound like yours, but for an hour earlier, in case you wanted the extra time together. I apologize if that was out of line and you can feel free to go back to bed if you like." He sat up into a lotus position, looking contrite.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

“Ack!” Her hand flew to her chest as she inhaled and exhaled deeply. She blinked at him, then rubbed her eyes.

“That’s okay. It’s all good. I thought I was going to be late for class. What are you doing down there and how long have you been awake?”

 

[desperado1089]

"Just a bit of a morning workout, and I've only been up for about fifteen minutes. Do you wanna take advantage of the extra time? If so, how?" Stephen joined Clair on the bed, his workout forgotten, his nude form moving gracefully as he did so.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Clair was so vividly aware of Stephen, especially since he was nude and all kinds of wicked thoughts came to the forefront of her imagination, but as much as she would have liked to indulge them, she had his paper to write yet.

“You are so tempting, Stephen. There’s so many things I’ve only just read about that I would like to experiment with you, however… I still have that paper to write for your class yet on top of all the other papers I have yet to write. I need to make a start somewhere."

But just the thought of spending more time with him was so tempting. Heaven only knew how much time they had coming to them. Her eyes take in everything visible about his body and she knew, she wanted him all over again.

"What would you like to do?"

 

[desperado1089]

"You," Stephen replied simply, the simmering heat in his gaze unmistakable even to Clair's relatively inexperienced eyes. "But, you mentioned all these things you read about. Out of all of them, and excluding what we have already done, what would you like to try next?" As he waited for her answer, his eyes traveled up and down her still-nude form, and even the way he sat on the bed didn't conceal how hard he got just by looking at her as naked as the day she was born...as God had made her. As naked as Eve was before partaking of the apple. It seemed that things were happening in reverse: the knowledge that he has imparted upon her, both formally and informally, has resulted in her wearing less clothes around him, not more.

Funny, that.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

You, he had stated, quietly clearly. It made her womb tighten, her core throb. He wanted to know what else she wanted to discover. Something they hadn’t done yet. Her eyes sought his as she gave it thought. Then her eyes slipped down his body, to his cock. Her tongue wet her suddenly dry lips before she spoke, hesitantly at first.

“I’ve read that two people can have sex sitting up and facing each other and that the depth of his cock inside is quite something else again.”

Her eyes found his again.

“Is that truth or myth?”

 

[desperado1089]

"Hmm. I am your professor," Stephen stated with a teasing smirk on his lips. "I am not going to give you the answer," he went on, unfolding his legs and scooting back against the headboard while cushioning his back with a pillow. "I do, however, believe this would be a perfect opportunity for you to find out the answer for yourself. Are you ready for that, or would you like my help in making sure?"

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Sitting back on her heels Clair could feel her lips twitch in response. Damn him. Did he have to look so sexy? Slowly she approached him, straddling his thighs. She could feel his hard length pressing and throbbing against her core. Setting her hands on the tops of his shoulders, she lifted her hips until she felt the very tip of him press against her wetness then she slowly lowered herself down on him. Her breath caught as she felt him stretch and fill her again. Then came the tricker part, shifting her legs until they were wrapped around his hips.

“Oh… my… lanta…” she softly breathed as she felt him spear deeper into her body, touching places she didn’t know were even there.

 

[desperado1089]

"So," Stephen said, drawing out the word, his face impassive through the entire thing, even though his body, particularly his cock, was on fire. It felt as damn good for him as it did for her, and despite staying silent to tease her, his cock, traitorous thing that it was, flexed and twitched to show how good it felt better than his words could. "Truth or myth, my dear?", he asked, with that same teasing smirk that could melt the polar ice caps.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

It wasn’t only the depth his cock had obtained, it was the areas he was hitting as our hips undulated together. Once or twice she think the head of his cock rubbed against the opening of her cervix. The brief pain made her wince, but as his cock slid away from the area and seated itself as deeply as he could possibly go, rubbing against the back of her tunnel, her head fell back as she moaned. Her fingers dug into his shoulder tops. Running her tongue over her dry lips, Clair’s eyes sought his. She playfully slapped his arm.

“No need to feel so proud of yourself,” she teased and then answered him as she lifted and fell back down on his hard length, time and time again.

“Definitely truth.”

There were other fantasies lodged deep in her mind, nothing she felt capable of sharing just yet. They were things she had read in romance novels and didn’t know if they were really a thing or not. They had time to explore, she hoped.

 

[desperado1089]

"Good," Stephen said as Clair rode him, finally letting out the moans he was holding back because God DAMN, it felt as good for him as it did for her. He gripped her pert ass and his fingertips would occasionally brush over her tight, forbidden backdoor as their grip changed with her movements. He abandoned that and just wrapped his arms around her, giving her space to move but looping them around her in a wide arc to make sure she knew who she belonged to.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

God how she loved feeling him bottom out inside her. His fingers brushed against her asshole and the feeling made her shiver, but just as soon as he touched her there, his touch was gone. It registered in her mind, however, their current state had her so wrapped up that it was soon forgotten. Her lips met the side of his neck as she not only breathed him in, but sank her teeth lightly into his skin. Trying very hard not to leave a mark on his flesh as he was a professor, her lips roamed down to his collarbone where the tip of her tongue teased him.

 

[desperado1089]

"Lower," he grunted, as if giving her permission to mark his chest in a way that isn't visible when he wears his typical uniform. "You like how deep I get, don't you? How fully I fill you, how I hit all your spots without even trying?" He once again gripped her ass and this time he intentionally sought out her tight backdoor, the way some of her cross-bearing peers might have attempted to circumvent purity pledges. His fingertip deliberately pressed against it, the motion of her riding him causing the finger to provide stimulation without Stephen actually having to do anything.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

"Lower."

Her mouth moved lower and her teeth found his skin again, leaving a mark this time. Her hips rocked back and forth on his cock even as she ground down upon him, feeling his cock hit the back of her core.

"You like how deep I get, don't you? How fully I fill you, how I hit all your spots without even trying?"

“Yes,” she replied as her mouth lifted from his skin.

Her eyes made contact with his as she slid up and down on his hardness. Clair felt his finger press against her backdoor, entering it slightly as she moved on his cock. The feeling made her whimper. It was something unexpected and excited her in a way she couldn’t express. The muscles there clenched around his finger as she continued to ride his cock.

 

[desperado1089]

Stephen didn't expect his finger to slip in, but he reveled in how it made her feel. "Mmm, I'm gonna have some fun with this. Maybe I'll make you wear a vibrating butt plug in class, and I will have the remote hidden in my drawer." He had no idea why he felt so emboldened as to risk such a thing but he found that he did not regret his suggestion in the least.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Clair drew back just far enough to look into his eyes. Her own were stunned at his words and she felt her face flame with color and felt it seep down her throat, flushing her chest as well.

“You----you---wouldn’t.”

Her eyes were wide. He wouldn’t really, would he? Just the thought… it made her squirm on his lap and her interior muscles tighten and pulse around his cock. There was just something so...so... forbidden it felt like.

"Stephen, you're a wicked, wicked man."

Her eyes twinkled, however.

 

[desperado1089]

"I wouldn't," he said, "not without your complete, enthusiastic consent." Briefly checking the time, and discovering they had nearly three-quarters of an hour before her alarm would have normally gone off, Stephen began to move, his free arm wrapping about her waist as he did his best to keep his finger in her ass as he rose to his knees, holding her flush against him as he held her aloft. Just when she was getting used to the new position, he reluctantly withdrew his digit and held onto her for dear life as he began to drive himself into her with wild abandon. The bed shook and rattled with the motions but at least if she fell, she would land on the mattress.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Her legs wrapped around his waist as their positions changed again. Her fingers dug into his upper arms as she clung to him, moaning softly at their change in pace and position. She could feel the rising tension burn throughout her body. Her pussy was greedy and sucking him in tight. Her body tightened as it chased after the orgasm that was on the horizon for her. Suddenly, her world turned dark and lights exploded behind her closed eyelids. Her body shook even as she gripped him tighter.

“Stephen!”

Her voice rang out as her orgasm claimed her with his name on her lips. They could talk about the butt plug with remote control. Later.

 

[desperado1089]

The change in position and pace was not just for Clair's pleasure, and her climax pulled his from him like an expert fisherman pulls a prize bass from the still waters of the lake. When she cried out his name, he cried out hers as his seed flooded her womb. As they floated down back to earth, he sank back to his haunches and pulled her against his chest, their sweat-soaked skin sticking to each other as he claimed her lips once more.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Clair felt his hot seed coating her tunnel and she clenched around him, drawing him in even tighter. The convulsions that rippled throughout her body were intense. It took some time for her mind to float back into her body as she felt him hold her tight. Her voice was bit breathless and teasing.

“Don’t you think it’s time to get ready for class? I’d hate to be late. My professor is a stickler for punctuality.”

Her head fell back on his shoulder with a soft sigh. Clair continued to hope that whatever was happening between them was not some kind of fluke. Right now, their relationship had to stay under wraps until he wasn’t her professor anymore and how did she keep her feelings for him under wraps when they were in class together?

 

[desperado1089]

"Agreed," Stephen said, almost absentmindedly, "and since he is such a stickler, we should shower together. You know, to save water and time." His own voice was equally teasing as he scooted towards the edge of the bed so that if she needed to be off of him, she didn't need to worry about staining the sheets in the process.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She quickly retreated, slipping easily from the bed and waited for him to lead the way. She had a teasing grin on her face, thinking that the shower just might lead to something else again…. or it might not, depending all on Stephen. Her eyes slowly slid over his body with appreciation.

"Hm. Perhaps we should. I'd hate to think of the punishment he might have in mind for me for being late."

She wasn't worried. In fact, she might look forward to it.

 

[desperado1089]

As if on cue, Clair's alarm rang just then, but it seemed she had set it so she would still have an hour to get to class. Quickly silencing it for her, Stephen got up and led the way to the en-suite bathroom, which had a walk-in shower but no tub. Without a word, he gently led her into the cubicle, closing the door behind them and turning on the water. Despite all, he found his body getting ready for a third round, but he wasn't quite managing it. He glanced down at himself, then back up towards her lips, his meaning clear.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

They got into the cubicle together. The heated water pouring over both of them. Standing chest to chest, Clair let her hands glide across the wet plane of his chest. Humor lit her eyes as she watched his go from his mostly flaccid cock to her lips before lifting to her eyes. Her hands found his hips and stayed there as she took the hint and got slowly down on her knees before him, with her eyes on the prize. Licking her lips first she leaned in slowly and started teasing his cock to arousal. She kissed the head, licked around it before taking him in her hand and licking all the way around, her eyes sliding up to meet his as she did so.

 

[desperado1089]

Stephen groaned and braced himself against the tile with a hand behind him, the other resting on the back of Clair's skull. He did not force her further onto his cock nor did he grip her hair; it was merely to remind her of his presence. "So good...but you shouldn't neglect yourself. Play with your pussy as you suck my cock."