Tests and answers

Jake's walk towards his home was longer than the usual. The reason was the unusual series of events that just took place. He was still trying to process everything. It all started with him calling his teacher to suck his ass.... and she did. She did so quite eagerly. He thought that he must have been dreaming back than. He remembered waking up next day being convinced that it was just a weird dream.

But it was not? Since he is walking home and is pretty sure this is not a dream. He thought back about all the possible reasons. Maybe she was just really slutty. But then there are no rumors about it or anything. Maybe it was because of her arrangement with her husband. She seemed to trust him a lot, and maybe that's why she was so comfortable doing all those things. But then again, she asked him to be quiet about it. That was kind of a weird condition for a spouse to set, maybe her husband was that weird cuck type who like to get cheated on, but in secret?

Or maybe it was motherfucking magic. That's what Jake thought as he kept walking. Maybe Mrs. Williams was some kind of a witch.... Or, maybe he was some sort of a "sex-magnet" or something. That was the only thing that made sense to him. Maybe, just maybe, she had some kind of a spell on him. Yeah, that had to be it. Some sort of a love spell or something. He chuckled to himself, amused by his own imagination.

In fact, that would be quite easy to check. He walked a bit more to his home street and when to the second house/ It was not his home, but instead the home of his good friend.

"Who is there?" Heard loud scream after pressing the bell a few times.

Jake's face turned red. "Ah, it's just me. I... um... I was hoping I could speak to you." He stammered nervously.

There was a long silence before the door slowly opened and he looked up. Standing before him was Jessica, wearing only a silk bathrobe, her long, dark hair loose around her shoulders. She looked surprised to see him, but quickly recovered. "Oh, hi Jake. Um... what can I do for you?" she asked, her voice a little shaky.

Jake **** a nervous smile. "Hey, Jessica. Listen, I know this is really out of the blue and you would think I am some kind of crazy pervert, and"

She stopped him mid way, "Oh common Jake, just spit it out!"

"Will you... kiss me?" Jake blurted out, surprising himself as much as her. Her eyes widened in shock, and for a moment she seemed uncertain of how to respond. But then, she smiled and quickly pecked his right cheek.

"Of course, Jake! You're one of my closest friends. And you're so cute when you're nervous!" she said, her voice gentle and reassuring.

"So, would you want to do more than? Maybe we can kiss each other like they do in an old movie?" Jake asked, his heart racing in anticipation. He couldn't believe he was actually having this conversation with his friend.

Jessica's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Well, I suppose we could try..." She stepped closer to him, her bathrobe falling open slightly to reveal a black lace bra and matching panties. Jake's heart hammered in his chest as he watched her, unable to tear his gaze away. She placed her hands on his shoulders, her touch sending shivers down his spine.

"Alright, here's how it's done," she whispered, leaning in closer, and closer, and closer until pushing him on his back and laughing softly as his back hits the floor. "No you perv! I have a date in an hour and I'm not going to miss it." With that she gave a quick "bye" and closed the door.

Jake sat up, rubbing his back, and chuckled to himself. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that he hadn't gotten to kiss her properly, but at the same time, that did not prove that the magic was not real. After all, maybe it was only working on Mrs Williams. Therefore, tomorrow he will do another... test.

"Can we have sex?" Jake was standing in the classroom. The school day was almost over and Mrs. Williamson was checking the students' assignments. She turned around, surprised. "Oh, hello Jake. Is there something you'd like to talk about?" She asked, her tone gentle and curious.

"Well, I was hoping we could have sex. You know, you rimmed me two days ago, you blew me yesterday. I thought it would be a natural progression." Jake said, his voice wavering slightly. He had never actually spoken these words out loud before, and they sounded strange even to his own ears. Mrs. Williams raised an eyebrow, looking at him over the top of her glasses.

"And why do you want to have sex with me, Jake?" she asked, her tone still gentle, but with a hint of curiosity. He swallowed hard, feeling a blush creep up his neck.

"I don't know... I just do. You're just... so... hot. And I've never been with a woman before. And..." His voice trailed off, and he felt himself growing more flustered by the second. Mrs. Williams expression seemed to be entirely disinterested, almost bored.

"Well, Jake, I appreciate your confidence in me," she gave out a long and heavy sigh, "And I have nothing against you, or having sex, or having sex with you. But, I have 30 assignment to grade, so unless you want a boring inattentive me, leaning on the desk, you may want to come some other day." She paused, and lifted herself from the chair demonstrating the position - her hands and eyes on the assignment, "and you can do with my pussy, whatever your agility allows."

Jake's eyes lit up at the idea. He nodded, understanding her situation. "Okay," he said, and moved behind her. His hands reached down, and cupped her ass cheeks, "Do you want me to remove your pants, or what?"

"Just pull them down to my ankles, and use your spit to lube me up." She paused for a moment, feeling him nodding behind her. "And Jake... try to not shake me too much. I have to grade these assignments." She asked, looking back at him with her classic teacher expression. Jake nodded and reached to her front to undo her pants, revealing her black lacy panties. His heart raced as he slid his hand down, feeling the warmth of her skin. He moved closer, his hardness pressing against her ass as he pulled her pants down slowly, inch by inch.

As he did so, he felt her relax into him, her breathing becoming deeper. It was almost as if she was enjoying this little distraction. He licked his finger, wetting it before circling her clit, teasing her. She moaned softly, her back arching into him. "Yea, just start slow... no, that is a mistake," she said and violently crossed a whole paragraph in some poor sod's paper.

Jake dared to move faster, thrusting his finger in and out of her heat, occasionally adding more spit and changing his hand. "Enough, just get your penis in there." she moaned, while marking something on a paper. "Do you have a condom, by the way?" She asked between breaths.

"Yes, ma'am." Jake said, retrieving the condom from his pocket. He carefully rolled it on, his hardness already leaking with anticipation. Mrs. Williams paused, and turned her head to check if he had everything in place. "Okay, just try not to rock me too hard. I still have a lot of work to do."

Jake nodded, taking a deep breath. He placed his hands on her hips, feeling the warmth of her skin. He began to thrust gently, careful not to move too quickly or roughly. Mrs. Williams let out a soft moan with each thrust, her back arching into him. Her hands continued to move over the papers.

As they moved together, Jake could feel his body tensing up, his muscles taut and ready to explode. He was amazed at how wet she was, how easily his cock slid in and out of her. She was so tight, yet so accommodating. He could feel her inner walls gripping him with each thrust, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Mrs. Williams reached behind her, her fingers digging into his hand. "Harder, Jake."

"What about the papers? Don't you need to finish grading?" Jake gasped out during a slow long thrust.

"Fuck the papers, need to finish this now!" She she grabbed his neck and pulled him into a long kiss. Her hips started to move with his thrusts, faster and harder. The desk creaked under her weight as she arched her back, moaning into his mouth. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving small trails of pain that only added to the intensity of the pleasure.

Jake could feel his release building, the tension in his body growing unbearable. He thrust harder, his hips moving in perfect rhythm with hers. The desk creaked and groaned under their combined weight as he slid deeper inside her, feeling her walls clench tight around him. Her nails dug into his back, her breath hot against his neck. The air in the room seemed to crackle with desire, the sound of their moans filling the space between them.

She arched her back, her breasts pressing against the ungraded assignments as he continued to pound into her. "Yes, yes, Jake, that's it," she moaned, and held him in with her leg, no letting to move away. Her walls clamped down hard around him, her inner muscles contracting and releasing like a fist, milking him as she came. Jake could feel the first spurt of hot cum spew deep inside her, followed by another and another. He thrust his hips harder, unable to hold back any longer, his body shuddering with release as he emptied himself into her.

Jake opened his eyes again in about 30 seconds, he was lying on top of Mrs. Williams body, "Jake, get off me. You are heavy." she said and rolled him off her. He fell on the floor with a thud, feeling a little embarrassed. She was already sitting on the edge of the desk, wiping herself with a tissue. "That was fun." She reached down and fished out the condom filled with his cum and dropped it into the trash can. "But now I should get back to work." She picked up a red pen and pointed at a sentence on one of the papers. "And you probably need to go home?"