John

Stephanie hurried off to catch her bus while John corrected a few assignments. He couldn’t give all his student’s the same deal as Stephanie …

… Once he had done as much assessment as he could stand John packed up and headed out. It was raining outside, despite being summer, and he had to run to his car to save himself from getting soaked. “Damn weather forecasts” he thought “If I’d known about this I would have brought an umbrella”. Still it the rain wasn’t going to dampen the good mood Stephanie had left him in.

He was just driving out of the school when he saw a girl running between trees, trying to avoid the rain. He stopped, wound down his window, and realized he recognized her from one of his senior English classes.

“Eva” he said “What are you doing standing here in the rain?”

“Oh Mr. Doe!” said Eva, obviously embarrassed “I got caught up after school. I missed my bus. I was just going to the office to call a taxi”

‘Why a taxi?” asked John ‘What about your parents?”

‘Mama, she doesn’t get off work for another two hours and… and my papa, he leave us…” said Eva and she began to tear up.

John felt like an idiot for forgetting that. “Here Eva” he said “Don’t call a taxi. I’ll take you home. Hop in.”

Eva ran over to John’s car, opened the door and sat down in the passenger seat. It was only when she was sitting beside him, her shirt clinging to the olive skin of her sexy, nubile, young body, her long slender legs crossed provocatively in front of him that John realized just how bad an idea this might be. He could feel his manhood stirring just looking at her. ‘Oh well’ he thought ‘I’ve already done enough with Stephanie to get me blackballed from ever teaching again, giving Eva a ride home isn’t really going to make things worse.’

He attempted to keep his thoughts on the road and off Eva’s body as she directed him toward her house. Between doing so she kept saying how nice he was to do this, and how much she enjoyed his class, and how she was very sorry that her English wasn’t very good but she was working on it. As she directed him John realized that he was heading into a very bad area of town and he suddenly remembered that Eva was bussed in as part of an outreach project.

They reached Eva’s house with its overgrown lawn, which was one of the better looking houses on the block. “O.k. Eva,” said John “here we are.”

“Please Mr. Doe!” said Eva “Could you stay until my mother gets home? I don’t feel safe home alone. You can put your car in the garage.’

John looked at her and realized she was not kidding, she looked terrified of the prospect of being alone in the house. “What do you usually do?” he asked.

“Stay with friends until papa pick me up…” she said beginning to tear up again.

“O.k.” said John not wanting to see the girl cry “I’ll stay until your mother gets home.” He knew he was skating on thin ice, but what choice did he have?

Having locked away John’s car the two went inside.

“The living room is there” said Eva “Sit down. I’ll make you a drink”

John walked into the living room and sat down on the old, worn couch. He sat there trying to think about anything but the fact that he was alone with an sexy 18 year old, with long dark hair, intense green eyes, sensual lips, firm C-cup breasts and long shapely legs. He realized he was doing a very bad job.

Just as he was about to find something else to think about (like marking) he was shocked back into his original train of thought by Eva, who had not only made him a drink of Coke but had changed out of her wet shirt, skirt and underwear into a pink bathrobe which, while it covered all the essential parts (such as her nipples and pussy) left everything else open to inspection, including much of Eva’s cleavage. John tried very hard not to look as she bent over to put his coffee cup down on the table and the sat down next to him.

“Um… so what do you think of our new text, Hamlet?” he stammered out trying to take his mind off the situation.

“Not much.” Said Eva ‘The English is hard and there is too much killing and ****. It’s not a very nice story. I like comedies better. Always happy ending. Like ‘Mid-Summer Night’s Dream. Fairies make people act silly. Boys fight over girls, girl’s fight over boys, but in the end all happy.’

‘What about Romeo and Juliet?” asked John.

‘Too much killing. Love shouldn’t end in ****. Not very nice.’

John could tell Eva had a real hatred of any story that dealt with ****, and especially ****. He knew that her already poor marks would only be made worse by her dislike of the subject matter and that didn’t seem fair to him. The course only required that one of the texts be a Shakespeare play, and it didn’t say which one, so John decided to give Eva a break, especially since her marks were so poor already. “I’ll tell you what, Eva’ he said ‘If you want, you can do the assignment on ‘A Mid Summer Night’s Dream’ and I’ll be sure to mark it keeping in mind that we didn’t go over it in class. If you do a good job I’m sure you will get a better mark than if you had done ‘Hamlet’.”

“Really?” said Eva, smiling and bouncing up and down with excitement “Thank you Mr. Doe! You are the best teacher!’ She almost jumped over and kissed him, only failing to do so because he was holding his glass. Not that it mattered much since her bouncing had let her bathrobe fall open revealing her dark little nipples and her slit with its thin vertical line of hair. John tried to look away but as he did he splashed Coke all over his lap.

“Oh Mr. Doe!” said Eva grabbing a tissue from the coffee table and beginning to tab at his groin making his already half erect cock even harder. It was the feeling of his hardening member that seemed to clue Eva in on what was going on because she looked down at her open robe. However instead of sitting back or running out of the room embarrassed and apologizing, or accusing John of being a dirty pervert as John had expected, Eva just looked back at him with her intense green eyes and said “You like my body Mr. Doe?” then squeezed his growing erection gently and nodded as if that answered her question. “You want to touch me Mr. Doe?” She stood up, shrugged off her robe and moved in close to him “Here” she said taking his hand and moving it to one of her breasts. ‘Touch me Mr. Doe.”

“I … I’m not sure this is appropriate, Eva” said John, attempting to quell his desires with the fact that Eva’s mother could walk in at any moment.

“Why not Mr. Doe?” said Eva bending down and undoing John’s pants “You are a man. I am a woman.”

“But I’m your teacher” said John.

“So teach me, Mr. Doe! Teach me to be with a man.”

“Wait! You’re a virgin?”

“No. I’ve been with boys before, but never with a real man. Not with one who knows how to be with a woman. Not with someone like you.”

John gave in then. He just couldn’t say no to this willing, sexy, passionate girl. He stood up, grabbed her and planted his lips on hers. He felt her take off his pants and let them fall to his ankles and then pulled off his boxers and let the drop too before pushing him back so he sat down on the couch, breaking their kiss.

She looked down at him sitting back with his cock at attention. Then, as if coming to a decision, she straddled his waist and then looked at him down her breasts. “You’re too big for my mouth” she said “Not like boys. Maybe you’re big enough to fill my other lips. Not like boys.”

She reached down and guided the tip of his cock to her ‘other lips’ then put her hands on his shoulders. He reached up and took hold of her waist. She slowly began to sheath him inside her. “Oh!” she groaned “Oh Mr. Doe! Oh, mi Dios! Oh you are so big in me! Oh, my little hole is getting so stretched! You are going so deep in me! Oh! Oh!”

Eva had lowered herself slowly down John’s pole then, just as she reached the bottom and felt his balls touch her ass he pushed even further into her making cry out as he pushed himself beyond where she though was possible. Then he pulled out and pulled her up by the waist until she was almost kneeling straight upward, yet he was still deep inside her. Down his shaft she slid again and up, all the time feeling as if every nerve from her outer labia to her womb was firing with pleasure. She had never climaxed before from anything but long sessions with her vibrator, but she knew that she was about to do so, and in a fraction of the time she had before.

‘VOY A SER ORGASMO! MR. Doe! I AM GOING TO CUM!’

‘Me too, Eva!’ said John as his cum began to boil up.

‘CUM WITH ME MR Doe!’ cried Eva ‘LET ME FEEL YOU CUM INSIDE ME!’

John wasn’t really he had a choice since he would have needed to throw her off to even have a chance. But since she wanted it he let himself go inside her as he felt her tight little cunt spasm around him and she began to cry out, her entire body seeming to convulse with her orgasm.

Eventually Eva stopped bucking and flopped down on John’s chest as his erection began to subside inside her. “That was … I cannot think of a word. But good, very good. I have never peaked that quickly or that powerfully and never with a boy. You really are a man who knows how to give a woman pleasure.’