The Head

“The Head.” I said with a nod. She smiled as she ran her hand up to the head of of my dick and began to rub her hand around it as she stroke my shaft with the other hand. I took in a deep breath enjoying the sensation of her hands on my throbbing hard dick. She moved her palm off of the head and took it in her hand and gripped it softly and turned her hand back and forth as if trying to open a soda bottle or something.

Needless to say my toes where curling as I sucked in air through my teeth. She didn't do it hard but I swore my cock had never been this sensitive before. She let go and rubbed her palm over it again as I felt my pre-cum oozing from the pulsating head of my manhood her other hand rubbed my shaft making my dick froth from the tip. I never wanted to orgasm and not orgasm at the same time before. I wanted relief but I also never wanted this to end.

“You have very good self control. Most boys your age would have blown their loads by now.” She smiled as she looked at me. “Are you not enjoying this?” She teased.

“No, I am very much so Miss. Hart. Do you treat all the boys with such care?” I smiled wondering if I was the first student to get this kind of treatment and care.

“No, just the men. Especially the cute ones.” She gave me a sly wink as she went back to stroking me. “Perhaps we need a little more motivation. What do you like more. Buttocks or Breast?” She smiled slyly as at me as she undid a button on the blouse she was wearing.