She slowly climbed back into the driver’s seat

When she eventually looked deep inside, listened to her true nature and sat back down in her seat, her face was flushed pink and her chest heaved a little. It was noticeably warmer inside the car. I leaned back against the car door and watched her. She was looking down, breathing steadily and deeply. She swallowed and let out a deep breath, and I saw her head turn toward me, her eyes briefly glancing at my lap, trying to hide it by tucking a stray hair behind her right ear.

I grit my teeth and unbuckled my belt. Her eyes closed and her jaw clenched. She made a face of unease when my zipper opened. I lifted my hips and tugged my jeans and boxers down past my knees, my already hard sick proudly sticking up against my pelvis, just past my navel.

“Come here,” I said gently as I began slowly stroking myself with my left hand.

She snuck a glance at my cock and her mouth opened, her hand came up to her face as her fingers bashfully covered her mouth, fingertips lightly touching her nose. Her eyes closed again, and I smiled. She was impressed. She was doing her best to contain her shock. I wordlessly took the compliment with a knowing smile. She saw it yesterday, but now she really saw it.

I was proud of my dick. We were buddies. Just about 9 inches and thick. Meaty. That’s the important part, gentlemen. Thickness is key, and what will drive the ladies crazy. So don’t fret about your length so much. Girth is much more desirable. So I’ve heard, anyway.

She looked over at it again and blinked at it as I slowly stroked myself. A few deep, steadying breaths came out of her nose. She was deciding if she really wanted to do this or not. I already knew she did. So did she. Deep down. Neither of us would leave this car until she did.

“H-how do I…?” She very nervously and quietly began. “What do you w-”

“Lean over and put the head of it between your lips,” I told her gently, my breaths starting to speed up in anticipation. Her eyes widened at how forward I was, and her face stayed pink with shame. The shame of what she was about to do. The shame of even wanting to. She closed her eyes and shook her head, and I knew she had decided. My dick flexed in my hand.

She kept looking at it, frozen in place as if it was a wasp she was scared to swap out of fear of it taking off and striking. Too nervous to act. Okay, Miss Laura. I know you like it this way.

I reached forward with my right hand and put it behind her head, and easily fought against her resistance, pulling her face down to my crotch. “I told you to suck it,” I said firmly, using my left hand to rub the tip of my dick against her pursed lips. She made a small sound. Uneasy and quiet. My cock flexed repeatedly, anxious to get started. To feel that mouth.

I pulled her head toward me again and her lips parted. She inhaled sharply, taking the fat head of my cock between them. “Mmm,” I grunted, the sensation of her bottom lip on my underside immediate and blissful. “Fuck yeah,” I hummed deeply through gritted teeth. “Now suck it.”

She inhaled again, her body relaxing as she took more of my dick inside her mouth. I stroked myself, slowly milking a bead of precum up my shaft, depositing it in her mouth. A small, soft moan came from her throat, and she pulled her mouth back for a moment, closed her lips in front of the tip of my cock, and swallowed. She opened her mouth and let out a hot breath against my dick, then pushed her lips into my head, taking me in her mouth again.

I sighed as she took more of my length into her mouth and the underside of my head raked smoothly across her wet tongue. Wet with saliva and whatever precum she didn’t quite swallow. “Hhhh, use that tongue, bitch,” I whispered, and she exhaled a whimpered breath through her nose. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, enjoying the sounds and sensations of my biology teacher’s first official blowjob.

I took my hand off her head and put it behind my own, letting go of my cock completely as I leaned back and got comfortable against the inside of the car door. “Just like that,” I hummed, opening my eyes again to watch the top of her head as it quickly bobbed up and down in small strokes on my cock. “Take it out and lick it.”

She hesitated for a moment, and pulled her lips off my cock. I sighed at the light suction when she pulled her lips away. She put her head down and swallowed, then took a sharp breath in and let it out, quietly beginning to pant. Oh man. This was turning her on. Little miss Christian, turned on by sucking her student’s big dick. I wonder if she’s wet. Fuck, I bet she is.

She looked up at me, her eyes as alert as they were before, and nervous, but also…lustful. Shamefully so. Her face was flushed pink from the shame of this sin, but in her eyes was a hunger. Mmm, the body never lies, does it. The look faded when she realized I was serious, and returned to their nervous innocence.

“Put your tongue on my balls and lick all the way up,” I told her, staring into her wide eyes. Her pupils were so wide open I could barely see her eye color. I grit my teeth, my cock flexing. She exhaled and closed her eyes for a moment, then slowly repositioned herself on her seat, shifting up to her knees. Her ass stuck out behind her as she looked at my long, thick cock, waiting for her to obey. “Balls, bitch,” I said again, my piercing gaze locking her eyes onto mine when she quickly looked up at me. Her eyes narrowed slightly, but in a way that told me she liked it. Bitch. Was that it? Is that what did it for her? “Now. Or I’ll make you do it.”

She exhaled through her nose and blinked slowly. Sensually, if that was even possible. Yet she didn’t move. I grit my teeth and her eyes lit up, flickering excitedly at the annoyance on my face. The building anger. I nodded quickly. Alright. Have it your way. I quickly shifted positions and set my left knee on the seat, my right foot awkwardly planted on the floorboard under the glove compartment.

My right hand reached around and grabbed a fistful of hair tightly as I sneered.

“Ugghnngh!” she grunted as the pain made her grit her teeth and throw her head back.

I pulled her roughly down to my cock and pushed my dick between her lips, not stopping until I felt and heard her gag. I held her there for a second or two to teach her a lesson, before pulling her off of me. She coughed and panted, breathing quickly. I gave her a moment, then pulled her back onto my cock and **** her to blow me.

“Mmmmm,” I hummed. “You like that, bitch? Huh? You like that big dick in your mouth?” I thrust my hips as my cock pumped in and out of her mouth, letting go of her hair and gently placing it on top of her head. The feeling of her lips and tongue around my shaft as she sucked on it was mesmerizing. I threw my head back and let out a deep, loud sigh as the initial stirring of my impending orgasm made itself known.

“Hhhohh yeah,” I hummed, and when I opened my eyes again they fixed on her ass, sticking out behind her, swaying forward and back as she now sucked me on her own. I leaned into her and bent forward, my left hand on her ass and already squeezing her right cheek. “I can’t wait to see that pretty asshole,” I groaned. Her ass squirmed and she moaned around my shaft. “Fffuck,” I groaned, my eyes rolling back for a moment at the heightened sensation vibrating down my cock and straight to my stirring balls.

I slid my hand down the back of her jeans, inside her panties, and my middle finger was greeted by the warmth of her tight asshole. She moaned sharply in shock, inhaling quickly through her nose as her back straightened and her body tensed.

“Hhhh, don’t stop,” I whispered urgently. “Don’t stop.” She moaned uneasily when my finger gently touched her most intimate entrance. She squirmed, but when she realized my finger wasn’t going anywhere, she recently started sucking my cock again. I gently guided her head as it bobbed in my lap, closing my eyes as all the sensations joined. My finger on her asshole, her mouth and tongue on my dick, and her hand bobbing softly under the palm of my hand.

“I’m gonna cum,” I urgently said. She inhaled and stopped her sucking, suddenly unsure of herself. “I want you to take it all in your mouth,” I told her quickly. I was on the verge. “Keep going,” I urged her on. “Keep going.” I felt her mouth move just enough to catapult me over the edge, and I grunted as I unleashed a torrent of hot cum inside her mouth. She gagged almost immediately, and froze. “Keep going,” I kept whispering. “Keep going.” My hand on her head nudged her down and she began quickly bobbing on my dick as it continued to spill into her hot mouth with pulse after pulse of my load. She wasn’t sucking anymore. Just kind of letting my hand use her head to get me off while her lips barely touched my shaft. She kept gagging but fought to keep her mouth around me.

I let out a triumphant sigh of ecstasy and stopped guiding her head. My dick flexed a few more times, emptying itself, and I sat back down on the seat against the car door as gently as I could. I was panting, humming my satisfaction when she gagged loudly, spitting my load onto the edge of the passenger seat, some of it spilling onto my thigh just above the knee.

I closed my eyes and panted, coming down from my high as the soft sounds of my teacher gagging on the pungent taste of my cum filled the car.

I looked down at her and smiled. “Thanks,” I said between breaths. “Taste any better?” I smirked and let out a deep breath. She wrinkled her eyebrows and made a face, obviously the taste was still strong in her mouth.

“Sorry, I…” she gagged and her mouth contorted into one of revulsion. “I’ve never…” she swallowed and shuddered, clearing her throat a few times. “I’ve never…”

“It’s okay” I said, encouraging her, noticing that she apologized for not liking it. I tried to laugh but just panted. “It’s an acquired taste. The more you do it, the better it gets.” Her eyes were watering and she kept clearing her throat.

Once I caught my breath and we both fixed our clothes, we just sat there. She didn’t say anything after that. Just sat there. It got awkward. I appreciated what she did, and I guess I lied about the toothbrush remark. “Come here,” I said gently, and reached out and put my hand on the back of her head, pulling her in and softly kissing her lips. She didn’t kiss me back, and the hand against my chest told me she wouldn’t, but I didn’t care.

“I’m gonna go,” I said, smiling at her, hoping she still tasted the fat load I shot in her mouth. I looked down at the damp but drying white puddle of cum and saliva on her seat and floor mat where it dripped off, and shrugged. “Sorry. See what you make me do?” I smiled again, and opened the door, standing up and stretching. Her car started before I shut the door, and I brought my hand up to my face, the finger that was pressed against her asshole under my nose as I casually inhaled. Mmmm.

I leaned down and looked at her. She was staring straight ahead and nervously biting her lower lip. “Hey,” I said, and she looked at me with those nervous eyes again. “When I said ‘maybe tomorrow’ before? I meant definitely.” I saw it register in her eyes and she immediate went pink, looking away as I shut the door. I watched her car back up out of the parking spot, then lurch into drive as she tried to drive casually out of the parking lot.

I inhaled deeply and sighed, satisfied. At least for tonight.