Not even close

You rush down the hall, before a voice stops you in your tracks.

“Woah there Chris, where’s the fire?” You come to a halt, and look for the voices source. You look to the supply closet and see Ms. Patricia Walters reaching up to grab a box of what appeared to be books. She was the schools newest English teacher, hired this last year. She was only 24 years old, blonde, and insisted that her students call her ‘Patty’ since ‘Ms. Walters’ made her feel old. You weren’t sure why though, she was short and petit enough to pass as a freshmen, so nobody thought of her as old. Most people didn’t even see her as more than one of the teens. “Come to think of it, you mind giving me a hand. I can’t quite reach this, and I can’t find a ladder.” What you wanted to do was keep running on the off chance that you could relive yourself, weird as that would feel at school. But since that didn’t make for a good excuse, you found yourself agreeing.

“Sure thing Ms. Wa... I mean, Patty.”

“Thanks a bundle. I can’t reach on my own, I just need you to hoist me up over your head.” She was wearing a plain white blouse and a black pencil skirt, which didn’t really leave a lot of options for grabbing. “Come on, don’t get cold feet on me. Get over here and lift me by my waist.” You do as she requests, praying that just maybe it really had all been a coincidence and that things would be fine.

As you walk in, you realize just how small the closet is, barely able to fit one person. Raising her by the hips, you make sure to take extra care that you don’t touch her in any immodest places. As you raise her, the sight of her butt in your face gets you even harder than you were before.

“Almost... got it,” you hear her say as she stretches out to grab the box. Suddenly you hear the class bell ring, which makes you jump and nearly lose your grip.

“Woah, carful down there stud.” she says. With a final heave, you manage to right yourself, narrowly keeping her in the air.

‘Huh, maybe it really was a coinci-’

Your thought is interrupted as someone slams the door closed behind you, shoving you the rest of the way inside. You aren’t sure how, but this makes your pants begin to fall, and your boner pops strait out of your pants, aimed upwards by the edge of your boxers. Patty starts to fall, and in a last ditch effort to catch her, you grab at her waistline. The only thing you manage to get is the seams where her blouse and skirt meet, which her momentum carries her straight out of, pinning her arms above her head, and revealing that Patty apparently goes without panties.

“Chris what the hell are you... AAH!” she squeals as she finds herself being filled up. Unlike your previous escapades, you find that you don’t fit all the way inside of Patty.

“Chris, get... mmmmmmh!” She moans loudly.

You attempt to raise her off of you when you realize that no matter what you do, as long as you have a boner there’s no way to stop this. You grab her by the waist once again, and rather unceremoniously start pounding into her with no reserve.

‘Please don’t get mad. Please don’t get mad. Please don’t get mad.’ Is all that goes through your head.

“Chris, stop, we can’t do this! I’m your teache-OOOH.” You’re surprised to see she’s already cumming, while you aren’t even close. “YES! YES! OH DON’T STO-mmph.” You put a hand over her mouth to silence her cries of pleasure, surprised by her sudden shift in mood.

‘At least I’m not gonna get charged with rape’

You continue to thrust into her cunt, and she assists by bouncing as hard as she can. You feel yourself getting a bit deeper each time as she loosens up. Without warning, Patty pulls some crazy gymnast move on you, and manages to raise her leg over your head, spinning on your dick to face you. It’s the greatest feeling you’ve ever experienced. She stops and reaches back to unclasp her bra, revealing her nearly flat chest. Your pretty sure her pointed nipples extend further out than her mounds do.

“Suck. On. My. Nipples.” She manages to grunt out between thrusts. It was more of a demand than a request really, as she pulls your head to her chest. You begin to lick and kiss at her mosquito bites, making her bounce even more furiously on you. You can’t believe how wild this lady is, bordering on nymphomania. Guess you really can’t say much though, coming from the guy whose fucked three different women in less than a day.

You finally feel your climax coming on, and apparently so does Patty.

“Don’t. Pull. Out.” You’re not even sure you could if you wanted to. A few more thrusts are all it takes to finish you off, as you once again fill someone up with your hot load. Patty reaches her second orgasm, puts her mouth on your shoulder to scream into it.

“That, felt amazing. I haven’t been fucked like that since college.” She looks at you almost as if she wants to go for another round. Unfortunately for her, you are absolutely exhausted. You didn’t realize just how hard you were going, and you feel yourself slide down the door as your consciousness fades.