Lessons in Love

My mind almost explodes as she plays with my dick and then finally takes it deeply into her mouth.

Unable to control my actions, I move my prick, trying to get as much into her as possible.

Oh fucking hell!

Then she is looking up at me and I cry out as I start to spurt inside her mouth, my body shaking as I do so. Again and again, I shoot a volley inside her. Finally, I collapse next to her on the sofa.

Wow!

We both look at each other. Her face wet with my spunk.

"This is all wrong." she tells me.

I nod.

Then a look crosses her face and she is grabbing me, pulling my mouth against hers. I can feel her tongue invade my mouth even as her hand goes down to my groin, to my cock.

Oh God! I think to myself as I surrender, my hands going to her breasts...
 
Overcome by lust... (for what else can it be?)

I find myself kissing him again... reaching for his manhood. Johnny's hands on my breasts arouse me to new heights. I want him. I want to touch him, taste him, smell him. It is as though a floodgate of sensuality has broken open somewhere deep inside of me. I want to drown in him until I have taken my fill.

In all the years with Sanjit I have never known such desire. Such passion. Even Johnny in his inexperience is not as insensitive to my needs.

Breaking away from him, I stand and offer my hand whispering, "Come... " Johnny nods and takes it with a bemused smile on his face as I lead him up the stairs to the bedroom.
 
I feel her push me away, our lips parting.

"Come..." she says to me as she stands up, offering me her hand.

Then she makes for the stairs.

Oh God! She's taking me up to her bedroom!

Eagerly, I get up and follow, my cock already starting to harden at the prospect.

I watch her hips sway as she starts up the stairs, her bottom moving inside her skirt. The sight causing my cock to become painfully hard.

Christ!

Even before she reaches the top, I am on her, forcing her skirt up, to reveal her lovely brown arse even as I am pushing her into a kneeling position.

I hear her gasp out.

"Johnny..???"

But I want her again. Kneeling behind her, pushing her legs apart, I take my throbbing erection in my hand and move forward to pierce her between the legs...
 
I feel him lifting my skirt...

as he wedged himself between my legs. Johnny placed his rigid shaft between my puffy nether lips, the glans rubbing against my clit, arousing me yet again.

I am like Pavlov's dog. My body instantly responding to Johnny's every desire. And my own. Oh, Anju! You are lost in the fiery furnace of your lust for this boy/man.

Burning with sensations only hinted at when I would touch myself 'in that way' I press back against him. Johnny's hands cup my breasts, his fingers tugging and twirling my nipples. I reach between my legs guiding his manhood, slick with our combined juices, toward my inner sex. "Ohhhhhhh... " I cry out as he enters me with one hard lunge of his hips, his answer a gutteral groan of sheer ecstasy.

The musky scent of our arousal permeates the air around us as Johnny grabs my hips and begins to pound into me. I grind my hips against his pelvis, gyrating and clenching the muscles within my silky passage tightly around his swollen rod, meeting his every thrust.

The sounds of him moaning and murmuring how good it feels to be inside of me drives me headlong to the edge of another orgasm. Would I never have my fill of this? "Harder," I plead in my need for release. "It feels so good, Johnny. Please... "
 
I can't believe what I am hearing...

I groan out as I hear her begging me to fuck her harder, ramming into her hard and fast.

This feels so good. So good that I want to do this forever. But it does feel different to the last time.

This time, I really feel like I am in control!

I grope at her breasts but her sweater and bra are getting in the way.

Without even slowing down my thrusts, I grab the bottom of her sweater and start to pull it off her, noting with satisfaction that she is having difficulty helping since she is trying not to overbalance thanks to the power of my lunges.

Then leaving her to struggle with the sweater, I start fumble with her bra. Eventually ripping it in my eagerness to get at those tits as we continue to rut on the stairs...
 
I hold myself steady with one hand...

as I struggle to take my sweater off, my body is rocking with the force of Johnny's thrusts. My bra tears free as he gropes for my breasts. Mmmm... my nipples harden at the touch of his hands.

Johnny leans forward, biting my shoulder growling in my ear. "Oh... Miss... You feel so good." Pounding. Long hard strokes into my slick tunnel. My pussy muscles contract, tightening around his cock.

I can't think. I can hardly breathe. I become dizzy with desire as I meet his every thrust, his balls slapping against my ass. "Ohhhhhh... " I cry out. "I'm cummmmmming! Nowwww!" The first ripples of tingling electric sensations slowly become waves coursing over my body. I ride them feverishly as they build to a thundering crescendo and I explode. Overtaken by shuddering spasms wracking my body, I moan gutterally calling his name... "Johnnnnnnnnnyyyy!"

He leans forward, pressing his body against mine. Holding me close, he continues to plunge deeply into me though I can feel his growing need for release. Johnny pauses for a moment before humping me frantically, his hips bucking hard against my ass. Soon... Very soon he will empty into me.

"Fill me, Johnny... Fill me now!"
 
Oh God...

I close my eyes as I ram into her wet softness. I can feel the wet heat tightly sliding up and down my pole, the slick slapping noises our bodies are making.

Soooo fucking good!

I plow into her long and hard, not wanting to cum straight away.

"Oh...Miss," I gasp, "It...feels so...good!"

Suddenly she starts to shiver and I can feel her cunt tightening around my cock.

Oh God!

"Ohhhhhh...I'm cummmmmming! Nowwww!" Her hand grabs my arse and she pulls me to her, burying my cock to the hilt. Her pussy squeezing me tighter still.

"Johnnnnnnnnnyyyy!" I listen to her as she moans out my name.

Loving the feel of her soft arse in my groin, I lean forward and start to fondle one of her heavy tits.

I then start to hump her harder and harder. The extra tightness of her cunt making me want to cum, to spurt my ripe seed inside her belly. I pause for a moment, trying hard to control myself but the temptation, the need is too great.

I have to cum!

Growling out my lust, I start hammering into her as hard as I can, pushing her against the stairs, my hand roughly squeezing her breast.

"Fill me, Johnny... Fill me now!" she says with a throaty groan.

Harder and harder I fuck her, feeling my cock enlarging inside her, ready to let go of its white creamy load...
 
My hands grip the step,

bracing myself against the force of his thrusts. I feel Johnny tensing as he pounds into me, each time rewarded with a small cry of pleasure. In a final burst the dam within him breaks. He drives into me, staying there. Pulsing, Johnny presses me as tightly against his chest as he can.

Sated, we fall against the stairs, heaving. Johnny continues to move slowly within me as I contract around him a deep groan of satisfaction escaping him.

Turning under him, I sit up on the stairs. "Come," I hold out my hand and stand, climbing the few stairs left to the landing. As we enter my bedroom, I close the door behind us. "Ring up your parents," I whisper, removing the rest of my clothing.
 
I just stand there spellbound...

...as I watch her take her clothes off item by item.

"Johnny? Johnny!" she smiles as she drops her skirt.

"Uh?" I grunt, my eyes bulging.

"I said phone your parents. They will get worried."

"O-okay!" I stutter, my eyes not leaving her body now only wearing a bra, knickers and stockings.

"It's on the bedside table." she says, pointing to where the phone is.

"Right." and I go over, my eyes glued to her body.

Picking up the headset, I dial home.

"Hello?" It's my mum's voice.

I just stand there, staring as Chowdry undoes her bra, releasing her heavy brown breasts.

My cock, still hanging out of my trousers and wet with our combined juices starts to rise again.

"Johnny. Aren't you going to say anything?" Chowdry smiles, glancing down at my growing organ.

For a second I don't understand.

Oh! The phone!

"Hello? Who's there?"

"S-sorry, Mum. Something's come up and I'm staying..."

"The night." Chowdry whispers.

Oh fuck! She wants me to stay the whole night with her.

The thought sends my penis into another full and throbbing erection.

"the night with one of my mates."

"Are you alright, dear?" Mum asks.

I hardly register as I watch Chowdry slowly start to pull down a stocking.

"Y-yes, Mum. I am fine." I finally say.

"You sure? You sound out of breath."

"Being doing some exercise." I quickly blurt out to her as Chowdry starts on the other stocking.

"Who are you staying with? Is it anyone I know?"

"Gary." My best friend. Chowdry has almost got the second stocking off.

"Okay, dear. How did your lesson go with Mrs Chowdry this evening?"

"O-okay, I guess."

"I hope you are being nice to her!" she says.

"Yes, I am." If only you know how nice, Mum!

"Well enjoy yourself and I will see you tomorrow. Goodnight." If only she knew how much I am going to.

"G-goodnight.", slamming the phone down before I even finish speaking. Chowdry by now is standing by her bed, wearing just her knickers.

Oh God! I groan to myself as I take in her body. Though clearly she has a body of a middle-aged woman, her breasts sagging under their weight, etc. To me she is a Goddess. My first naked woman. Well almost!

"Well?" she says.

Eagerly, hurriedly, I start to strip. Wanting only to reveal my young naked body to her...
 
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I stand before him...

Naked. Offering myself, all of me. Shameless in my passion. A brightly burning fire waiting to be quenched.

My eyes open widely as they caress Johnny's body. Young and muscular, his penis jutting out proudly topped by its purple helmet. I long to touch him, taste him. To have him fill me deeply.

I smile gently as he takes a step toward me. I tip my face up to his, offering my lips. Hungry for his mouth on mine. Ravenous for his touch.

Johnny's arms encircle me as he bends down to press his lips against mine. I feel him hard against my belly. Insatiable. As am I. I moan softly into his mouth. Aching. Wanting. Needing. Greedy. I want it all... and more.
 
Oh Miss...

I groan as I press myself against her, feeling her soft body against my one.

I just can't get enough of her as we snog heartily in the middle of the room. Naked body against naked body.

I want to fuck her so much!

My prick getting stiffer as I feel her large brown tits pressing into my chest, the hard nipples pressing into my skin, her hands pinching my bum cheeks.

On and on we kiss, neither of us coming up for air. I move my hands down to her soft plump bottom. Squeezing her cheeks like she is doing mine. Each of us rubbing our groins together.

We are both gasping when our mouths finally part.

Eagerly, hungrily I try to push her to the bed but she stops me...
 
We are newcomers...

on this journey of discovery into the realm of sensuous pleasures. Our thirst for each other is unquenchable... both of us longing for more.

Yearning now for a slower, more leisurely exploration of our bodies, I stop him when he attempts to push me onto the bed.

"Slow down, Johnny."

He looks down at me. Puzzled and questioning. "Miss... ?"

"I am the teacher, Johnny." He nods as I continue. "We have come together roughly. Awkwardly. There are other ways... perhaps more satisfying. Ways we have only dreamed of until now. Ways that we will investigate together."

Johnny nodded again as I led him into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

"Wash and come back to me when you are through," I said. He entered the shower and looked back thinking that I would join him. I shake my head. "Wash."

Leaving him, I walk down the hall to the other shower. Stepping in, the water runs hot over my body as I begin to wash, steaming up the room... And clearing my head.

Oh great gods! What have you done, Anju?? Are you out of your mind? A student for heaven's sake. I hurry out of the shower and put on the robe hanging on the back of the door.

Berating myself for my behavior, I enter my bedroom again. Johnny is sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting expectantly. He looks at me, smiling as I approach already growing aroused. I feel my body beginning to react. How I long...

NO!! Stop this!

"Get dressed, Johnny," I snap.

"Miss??"

"NOW, Johnny. Dress and go home. NOW!!"

"B... b... but Miss..."

"I said now! Go!"

I turned my back as he dressed. I heard him hesitate at the door, "Miss?" When I didn't reply, I heard him sigh quietly as he left the room.

"Goodbye, Johnny," I whispered as I listened to him descending the stairs, the front door opening and closing behind him.
 
What have I done?

I don't understand? I think to myself as I slowly walk home.

One minute she wanted me, the next she doesn't! Why? But I don't know why. I just don't.

Getting home, my parents are surprised to see me.

I remember I'd phoned them to say I was staying out.

"Thought you were staying out. What happened?" ask Mum.

"Changed my mind." I just say and then I went straight upstairs to get ready for bed.

Undressing in the bedroom, I go to the bathroom to shower. In there, I look at myself. At my cock which is hanging down limp, still sticky with our cum.

Yes! Not just mine, but Mrs Chowdry's too.

The mere thought causes it to start to harden.

I should be happy. I'm not a virgin anymore. I now know what sex feels like. All my friends don't.

But I'm not!

I want more!

I can picture Chowdry naked. Her large tits! That lovely big backside.

Oh God!

Getting into the shower, I start imagining what it would be like to have her in here with me. I groan as my cock becomes hard.

Oh I want to fuck her so much!

I start to wank myself...
 
Once I'm certain that he has gone...

I go downstairs to make some chai. The tea is sweet and aromatic. I sip it slowly as I sit with my feet curled under myself in my office with only a single candle illuminating the darkness.

Gods, Anju. What have you done? You have risked your position, your reputation, your marriage. All for what? For sexual gratification? With a student. A boy for Pete's sake.

What if he tells his friends? His parents? Boys brag about such things. Don't they? I could almost hear him telling his mates how he took the Dragon Lady against the sink. On the sofa. How I sucked his dick. Telling them how he rammed into 'Old Chowdry' on the stairs. How I cried out for him to fuck me.

Subconsciously my body began to respond to the images that swirled through my mind. I rocked against the heel of my foot as I remembered his feel, his touch, his smell.

STOP IT! Stop it right now! This will not happen again. There is too much at stake... Not to mention the damage you may have done to the boy's psyche.

Looking at the clock, I realize that I might still have time to catch two or three hours sleep. Setting down my cup, I climb the stairs to my bedroom. Passing the spot where Johnny...

STOP IT! Just go to sleep now and tomorrow you will think some more.

I slipped off my robe and climbed between the crisp cool sheets of my bed. Sanjit never made me feel like Johnny did tonight. Not in all the years.

I was becoming aroused again. Let your imaginary lover service you, Anju. You should have never taken another. Only me... I hear him whisper in my ear as 'his' hand slips down my belly and parts my puffy outer lips. So wet...

'He' slides down between my legs, caressing my inner thighs as his mouth draws nearer. 'His' tongue flicking out. Tasting my juices. Licking my clit. My hips arch up to meet my lover's mouth... So hot. So ready.

Gods. It feels soooo good... I close my eyes as it begins... "Ohhhhhhh... I'm cummmmming... Nowww... Johnnnnnnnnny!!"
 
The next day...

"Good morning, everyone!"

In my French lesson, all my attention is suddenly focused on the small Indian woman as she enters the class and takes her place at her desk.

"Morning, Miss!" everyone replies in unison.

I look at her intently. Examining her face, her neck. Images of what we did last night swim though my head.

Oh God, Miss!

I wish I can kiss that neck again, her succulent thick lips. I look at the rest of her body as she stands, imagining her soft breasts hidden by her white blouse.

Trembling, I realise I am as hard as granite inside my pants.

I want to fuck you so much!...
 
I wasn't ready to face Johnny so soon...

and almost called out sick. I knew that I couldn't avoid what had happened by not going in to teach... though I argued with myself on the merits of staying home versus going in to stand in front of Johnny and the other boys as they whispered and laughed about our escapade.

You don't know that he will have told his mates, Anju. And if you stay out today, it will make it all the harder to go back tomorrow. Unconvinced but determined to make it through the day... just this day, I dressed quickly and drove myself to school.

Just after two, I came through the door for Johnny's French class. I tried not to look at him as I greeted the students. I was certain that I was flushed... Or was it suddenly warmer?

The class went slowly and toward the end I realized that I had to face the inevitable. I would have to speak with Johnny about what had happened. Try to make things right for him so that he could go on normally. If that was at all possible.

The bell rang and I closed my book. As everyone rose to leave the class, I spoke quietly. "Johnny. Come to see me after school. Meet me here, please."

The boy nodded quietly as he left the room.
 
The rest of the day goes slowly, my thoughts filled with sexy thoughts about the Dragon Lady.

Fuck! I feel so fucking horny, that I'd to go to the toilets to wank off (keeping my gasps quiet so that nobody could hear me).

But at last, it's the end of the day and I am standing outside her classroom door.

With a trembling hand, I knock...
 
"Come in, Johnny" I say looking up when I hear him knock...

"You wanted to see me, Miss?" he asked hesitantly.

"Yes, Johnny. Sit there..." I indicate a chair that is positioned next to my desk for times when I am working one-on-one with my students.

Taking a deep breath while I shuffle some papers, I steel myself to look up at him. He returns my look awkwardly, his face is flushed and his hands are fidgeting on his lap. My God what have I done to this boy? I wonder if the psychological damage will be repairable.

"Johnny... " I begin haltingly. "I want to apologize for what happened last night. It was wrong. I took unfair advantage of you." All this while my body is rousing to the memory of this seemingly insatiable youth buried deep within my most intimate place... Stop it, Anju! This is wrong... So terribly wrong!

"But Miss... You didn't... " Johnny stammers uncertainly.

"Johnny. I took advantage of your youth. Your innocence. Thoughtless to the damage I would be doing you psychologically." I look at him as I speak, searching his face for understanding of what I am trying to explain. That I have molested him. Sweet heavens... It is exactly that. I am a monster!

"I give you my word that I will never take advantage of you again, Johnny. I am ready to face the consequences of what I have done if you decide to tell your parents. I am lower than low... and I realize that fully.

"In the face of this, I would think it best if we discontinue our lessons as well. I will recommend another teacher to take my place. I will not allow you to be placed in harm's way again."

As I trail off, Johnny sits up straight and looks directly at me. The expression on his face has changed... Anger perhaps? I close my eyes and rub my fingers over my temples.

"Say it, Johnny. Whatever is on your mind. There will be no repercussions from anything that you say. Speak freely."
 
Merry Christmas!

(OOC: Hiya, Messa. Just wishing you a Merry Xmas and a Happy New Year and will be posting again in the New Year! ~Tib)
 
Johnny

(OOC: Messa, I hope you don't mind but I have changed it so that writing the Johnny character as the third person).

The boy just sits there looking straight at her. Although he has been listening to what she has been saying, other thoughts have been racing through his mind as well. This is not the first time, Mrs Chowdry has spoken to him privately and like before, his body is trembling. However, before he had always being a little scared of the little Indian woman. Her brash manner and acid tongue made even the biggest, toughest boys flinch. It had even been rumoured that most of the male teachers are as scared of her.

But this it is different. His body did tremble but from lust, not fear. Every time he looks at her, he remembers that night. The night he had fucked her not once but twice. He can still hear her cries as he took on the top of the stairs.

And she loved it!

Even though she had chucked him out of the house afterwards, he knew that she had loved it. Though still only a boy, he had satisfied her as a man. He so wants to throw himself on her. To fuck her again right here and now.

Finally she finishes.

"Say it, Johnny. Whatever is on your mind. There will be no repercussions from anything that you say. Speak freely."

Even the sound of her heavy accent drives his young hormones through the roof.

But he says nothing.

Sighing, Chowdry tells him he can go.

Getting up, he starts to shuffle out of the room and then stops.

He can't let it go at that! He just couldn't!

Taking a deep breath, he turns round. His erection which has started to fade instantly returns to full hardness.

"Miss.....I-I don't want to leave." he stammers.

"Johnny.." she starts to say, looking up from her books, her eyes latch on to his manly bulge. "Oh my!" she gasps...
 
"Miss.....I-I don't want to leave." he stammers.

Glancing up at Johnny, I notice his erection. I don't know what to say at first, but this must be addressed.

"Johnny," I say tentatively. "This just cannot be. It was all a huge mistake on my part."

"B... but," he tries to protest.

"No 'buts'," I interject. "As you cannot go walking around in that erm... condition, might I suggest you take yourself to the lavatory until you are better in control of your... emotions?"

Johnny, his face flushed, appears to want to say something else, but I give him my 'Dragon Lady look' and send him from the classroom.

Sighing, I sit quietly for a moment chastising myself for what I done to this boy. Oh, Anju. It will all sort itself out in time. Gathering up my things, I close up my classroom and head for home.
 
Johnny

His face red, he makes his way to the toilets only to find that his hard-on has subsided. Since school is finished, he decides to go home, his mind still going over what had happened in the classroom.

What did he do wrong? Why doesn't she want him now?

He is still thinking about as he goes through the main doors, totally oblivious to what is around him.

"Johnny?"

Stopping at the sound of his name, he turns round and sees Clarissa Marshall slowly walking up to him.

"Hi, Johnny. I found myself all alone here and wondered if you could walk me home."

He has seen a few times and knows that she has a reputation with the boys. But why would she want him to walk her home?

"Hem! Clarissa, you live in the other direction."

She smiles at him, making him blush.

"Now how do you know where I live? Has anyone being talking to you about me?"

"I.." he stummers.

"Don't worry about it, handsome. I don't mind you knowing."

She kisses him on the cheek.

"So, are you going to take me home or not?" she asks again.

"Hem! Sure!" He has nothing else better to do.

Together, they walk out of the entrance towards the main gate.

"Huh! Huh!" she says with a sly smile on her lips. "A little detour first."

Taking his hand, she leads him behind the school.

She isn't is she?

He had heard some of the boys say that one of Clarissa's past-times is to take virgins behind the bikesheds after school and deflowering them.

She isn't is she?...
 
OOC:

Welcome, Maid of Marvels and thanks for taking Messalina's place.
 
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As I round the corner of the building...

I see Johnny and Clarissa Marshall in the distance. Walking hand in hand, they disappear behind the bike sheds. What could they be up to back there, I wonder. Curious, I follow them.

What are you doing, Anju? Following Johnny around. Well... I don't want him getting into any mischief after what has happened. Convinced that it is my responsibility to prevent him from coming to harm, I hurry down the path.

What I see when I step out into the open jolts me. Clarissa on her knees before Johnny, fumbling with his trousers. "Miss Marshall!! Johnny!! WHAT is going on here!" Clarissa jumped to her feet and ran off in tears leaving Johnny just standing there. Red-faced and staring.
 
Johnny

He just stands there, his trousers open and his hard erection sticking out through the fly.

Mrs Chowdry looks at him as if not knowing what to do.

Still aroused by what the girl did to him, Johnny takes the plunge. His heart trying to punch a hole through his chest and his hands shaking, he asks her to help him...
 
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