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Subject: you, a horny teacher (part 5) be sure to donate to to keep new stories cumming fty/donate.html i would love to hear from you, so email me and tell me what you like, and i’ll let you know if i post any new stories about it… eme [][][]{ you, a horny teacher }[][][] You wake up in the middle of the night to the feeling of hands on your body. As you come to consciousness, you look down to see Justin crouched between your legs, kissing and sucking at your half-hard cock. You hum. “Mm… Justin…” He looks up at you and smiles, then goes back to work. You thread your fingers through his hair. “I’m not a young man,” you say with a soft moan. “I don’t know if I’m ready to go as fast as you are.” He stops for a moment and looks up at you. “Do you want me to stop?” You chuckle. “No, just don’t take it personally if I don’t get fully hard.” He grins and nods. He goes back to work, licking and sucking you as he grips your thighs with his hands. You let out a moan and close your eyes, enjoying the sensation. You rub behind his ear. “You seem to really like my cock, huh.” He looks up at you as he bobs up and down on your rod. He nods eagerly with your cock in his mouth before taking it out. “Yeah. I love sucking dick.” You raise your brow in playful surprise. “And how many dicks are you going around sucking? Should I be jealous?” He laughs and shakes his head. “No! I meant in general. I enjoy the sensation and taste, and it’s a good way to show someone you love them.” You hum and brush your knuckles against his cheek. “Is that so?” you ask, your voice soft and tender. He nods, then goes back to work, humming and moaning as he sucks you. He fondles your balls gently, then runs his tongue along your shaft. You are full of so much warmth that your cock actually starts to grow fully erect. “Justin,” you say in a thick voice. “What is three times twenty-three?” He pulls off and looks at you in confusion. “Huh?” You look down your body at him. “Three times twenty-three.” He leans in and licks the head while he cups your balls, gently squeezing them. “Six-sixty,” he says, looking up at you. “Try again.” He shrugs and goes back to work, swirling his tongue around the head every now and then. “One hundred and eighty,” he says softly, more focused on your dick than the math. You laugh breathlessly. “Not even close. Think about it. I promise it’s worth your while.” He pauses, considering the question as he looks up at you. He licks his lips and goes back to work, bobbing his head up and down. “I don’t know,” he admits. “I’m bad at math.” You laugh and pull him up so he’s straddling your body. You kiss him softly, then smile. “I’m not sure which one of us is luckier that I’m not your math teacher.” You wrap your arms around his konyaaltı kendi evi olan escort middle and rock your hips to grind your erection against his. “Three times twenty-three is sixty-nine.” He cocks an eyebrow. “Really?” You nod and lean in to kiss him again. Then you speak in a low voice. “Please tell me you at least know what sixty-nine is.” He chuckles and nods. “Of course I know what it is. People in my grade talk about it all the time.” He kisses down your neck as he grinds against you, moaning. You gently slap his buttock. “Then get into position and you can find out why everyone talks about it so much.” You smile as he nearly falls over himself in his hurry to position his head above your groin, his erection dangling just above your own face. You cup his ass as he leans in and tentatively licks the head of your cock. You moan and nod your encouragement, closing your eyes to enjoy the sensation. You pull yourself up and take his cock down your throat, swallowing around him while your fingers knead his firm cheeks. He lets out a yelp and grabs your cock harder than is probably comfortable for you. You only keep him in your throat for a couple more seconds before pulling off, but it’s enough to make him moan. He starts bobbing his head up and down, taking more of you into his mouth with each movement. You let him slip out of your mouth and rub your face against his balls, then gently take one between your lips. He lets out a shuddery moan and grabs your cock harder than ever. You tease his ball gently with your tongue before releasing it with a pop and going to work on the other one, giving it the same treatment. He bobs his head faster and faster, the tip of his tongue occasionally flicking against your cock in ways that make you shiver. You take his cock in your mouth and slide your lips all the way to the base before slowly pulling back. You suck him gently and start to slide one finger down his crack He shudders and starts sucking you harder. You slide your finger down until it’s pressed against his hole, then gently slide it inside. He sucks you harder and faster, taking you deeper into his throat. Your lips are resting against his balls as he bobs his head. You slide another finger into him and gently start thrusting them in and out, stretching him. As you push deeper into him he begins to have a hard time breathing, but he never gags or chokes. You chuckle against his ballsack. “Slow down. Breathe through your nose.” He nods and pulls off of you, panting. “Sorry. I’ve just never done… this… before.” You slide your fingers out of him and he lets out a whimper of disappointment. You look past his flushed cock to try to meet his eyes. “When you konyaaltı otele gelen escort say this, do you mean this position, or…” You frown. “Justin, how many men have you been with?” He looks away, blushing, and lets out a nervous laugh. “Well… technically two. But both times were in the dark, and it was only for a couple seconds.” You move to push him onto his back and crawl over him, looking down into his eyes. “I was certain you’d done this before,” you say in soft and tender surprise. “I would have been much gentler with you had I known…” He shakes his head. “I’m fine. You don’t need to be gentle.” You kiss the corner of his mouth. “I do,” you whisper. “Let me treat you right.” He doesn’t protest any further, and you slowly bring him to his back, kissing his neck, his collarbone, and down to his chest. You gently take one his nipples into your mouth and flick it with your tongue, delighting in the way he arches his back and gasps. You take the other between your thumb and index finger, gently rolling it and teasing it while you suck on the other. You kiss your way down to his happy trail, then set about exploring his hipbones and the top of his thighs, not going for what he really wants until he’s practically squirming. You gently take his throbbing member into your mouth and swirl your tongue around the tip, enjoying the delicious taste of his pre-cum. You meanwhile start probing his entrance again with your fingers, gently scissoring and stretching him open while you suck his cock. He lets out a long, helpless moan and thrusts deeper into your mouth. You press your fingers deeper and deeper inside of him, stretching his tight hole open. He takes a deep breath and lets it out in a long, drawn out “aaaaaaah”, which turns into a helpless whimper. “You alright, sweetheart?” you ask. “Don’t stop,” he begs. You curl your fingers and rub against a rough ridge of flesh deep in his ass. He lets out a shuddering gasp and bucks his hips forward, jamming his dick deeper down your throat. You gently massage that spot as he throbs deep inside your mouth. He begins to whimper, and you feel his hole trembling around your fingers. “I’m gonna… I don’t want to…” You pull your fingers out and crawl back up his body to kiss his neck. “Wrap your legs around my waist,” you mumble as you reach for the condoms, but his hand shoots out to stop you. “Can you…” He blushes. “I mean, why… Do we need condoms?” You frown at the gold foil packet. “Because it’s the responsible thing to do,” you say, mostly to yourself. You look up into his eyes and he looks back, begging you silently. You kiss him and sigh, pulling away. “Fine.” You toss the condom onto the nightstand and line konyaaltı rus escort yourself up with his entrance. “Ready?” “Ready.” You ease your hips forward, sliding your cock just inside his entrance. He lets out a shuddering breath and you grip his legs, holding them in place around your waist as you slide deeper into him. He writhes beneath you, whimpering as he takes every inch of you inside him. You forgot how much better it was without a condom. Fuck, it’s been so long since you’d been inside someone, raw flesh on flesh. You pause, leaning down to kiss him as you begin to slowly thrust into him. He clings to you desperately, whimpering into your ear as he runs his hands up and down your back. It feels so fucking good. Better than you remember it. You start to pick up the pace, and he meets you thrust for thrust, whimpering desperately and arching his back as he takes you in deeper and deeper. You pant as you try to keep from just slamming into him. Gentle, you remind yourself. Gentle. “C- can we… flip… over?” he manages to gasp between thrusts. You slowly pull out and roll him over, lifting him into your arms as you slide him back onto your cock. You take a moment to admire his gorgeous body squirming in your arms. He’s gorgeous, laid out for you, and loving every second of it. “D-deeper,” he begs. “It’s not… It’s not enough.” You shift to sit up on your knees, his face against the pillows and his ass hoisted up by your hands gripping his hips. You pull out all the way, then thrust back in, not has hard as you want, but still losing some of the gentleness. You can feel him trembling in your arms. “Deeper,” he begs, “Harder.” You grit your teeth and try to go slow, but his ass is so hot and tight that you can’t help but start thrusting faster and harder into him. You throw out a hand to brace yourself against the headboard and give up all restraint, drilling into him with everything you’ve got. He arches his back and cries out. You feel his muscles begin to flutter around your cock, and you cry out too as you begin to cum inside him. You gasp, barely able to breathe as you slowly slide out of him. He slumps against the pillows, soft and pliant. “That was amazing,” he whispers. You smile and kiss him gently. “I can’t control myself with you,” you say with a tone of feigned admonishment. “I wanted to make love to you, not fuck you.” “You did,” he says, smiling. “You made love to me really good.” He runs a gentle hand along your jawline. You lean into the touch, then start to laugh softly. “God. It’s barely Saturday morning. You’re going to kill me before this weekend is through.” He grins, lowering his mouth to your neck and nipping at your skin. “Mmmm,” he hums. “Just imagine how good I’m going to be by Sunday night.” You tilt your head to give him more access to your neck. “You’re already pretty good.” He lifts his head to gaze at you, smiling. “I’ll be even better after you fuck me twelve more times.” You laugh and shake your head. “That might kill me.” He lifts a shoulder in a half-shrug. “Maybe. But I’ll give you the best obituary that’s ever been written.” You laugh again and kiss him.

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