Savor her first.

With all the teasing you've been having for the day, you're sorely tempted to pounce on your teacher and screw her silly, but you manage to keep yourself in check. Ms. Larson isn't going anywhere and you don't know if this first time will be the last. No point in wasting such a gourmet offering, especially when she's presenting herself to you so nicely. You edge towards the bed, half unsteady from trying to keep your speed in check so as to not seem to ****, eventually reaching the mattress knee-first and moving towards your teacher, who smiles warmly at you.

You spend a brief moment leaning in and stopping short of her face, feeling her breath pant softly against you, before claiming her lips with yours. It starts out small, then deepens as you mutually nibble at each other's lips. You push your tongue into her mouth, and she reciprocates, licking and flicking with distinct experience. Her arm drapes around you, and the two of you moan into each other while gently grinding your legs.

"You know," she murmurs as you break the kiss, "Not that having you treat me like a lady isn't nice or anything, but I hope this isn't all you had in mind for tonight."

"Only tonight? You don't want more of this?" you ask innocently, earning you a laugh and a playful swat. "You're going to have to try harder than that!" scolds your teacher, though her mood is anything but serious.

"Mmmm." You move in for another kiss, but this time your hands leave her shoulders, making their way down to her chest. After a bit of fumbling, you undo the clasp in front, revealing her perky mounds to the air. Pulling away from your teacher's face, you bring your mouth to one of her stiffening nipples and feel the gummy-like texture against your tongue. Ms. Larson sighs openly, then clenches with a groan as your hand grasps her unoccupied breast. You spend some time building a rhythm; kneading, licking, twiddling, suckling between Ms. Larson's tits and listening to her pleased moans, until you can no longer ignore the way she's pushing her pelvis against your stomach. Taking her cue, you kiss down her abdomen - giving the bit around her navel a leisurely lick - before ending at her crotch. A faint trim of rutile hair peeks out from above her thong, but what impresses you is how absolutely soaked she is - tiny rivulets of arousal leak from behind the triangular cloth, and you swear you can see puffs of steam rise from her covered crater.

"Have you been like that all night?" you ask, "Or were you already this wet since the afternoon?"

"Just hurry up and fuck me already!" she half whines, half growls at you.

"In a bit. I'm not quite done showing my work," you tease her back, gingerly tugging the sodden material aside to another gasp from your teacher. A wave of her pheromones hits your nose, and you can no longer hold back.

"Ah...?!" Ms. Larson's cry is quickly silenced as you plunge in tongue-first, pushing into her inviting folds and tasting her deeply. The heady aroma citrus and musk have you captivated, and you lap away like a drowning man at an oasis. Your ears fill with Ms. Larson's frantic yelping, and your nose is pressed into her pubic hair as she tries to make you go even deeper. "Gods, don't stop! Don't stop!" she groans, briefly placing a hand on your head to hold you in place before faltering from another spasm of pleasure. You grin; you have no intention of halting until she's putty in your hands - or at your tongue, rather.

All of a sudden her moaning hits a high note, and you feel her shudder against your nose. A squirt of juices blasts against your cheek, followed by a couple of smaller ones, and once the surprise has worn off you bring your fingers to your face and wipe off the delicious nectar. You look up to see Ms. Larson finally lying back on her bed, hair splayed out behind her as she pants weakly.

"Are you sure you're a virgin?" she finally gasps breathlessly. "How did you... ever know how to pleasure like that?"

"What can I say?" you smirk. "I had a good teacher."

"Oh, you," pouts Ms. Larson, before she pulls you in for another kiss. "I suppose it's time for me to reward you for all your hard work..."