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It was the first time it happened to her: to feel attracted by one of her teachers. While admiring him from the third desk next to the window, Erika, the girl with golden hair and long fingers was wondering how could her teacher, Robert Downer, get under her skin so well, even without having a real, serious conversation with him. Only the thought to her geography teacher was making her feel a sharp twirl in her stomach which laid to that part of her body that caused her reactions that she did not like at all, especially when in public. She has just got to the age of 18 and was now in her last high school year, which was the year when learning should have been her principal concern. But Erika had other preoccupations...
For the moment she was asking how would teacher Robert Downer's body look without that jacket and without that black T-shirt, how would that strong body feel pressing against hers from above, exploring every inch of her skin with his fingers, all these while she was observing how his muscles contracted, and when they got to the culminating point, to grab his hair with her hands and, screaming in pleasure, pull a little harder on his hair, causing him a little pain.
Her cheeks started to have a rosy, red color, and her nipples started to harden through the thin material of her bleumarin cashmere blouse. She raised her hand through her blonde hair and acted like she was paying attention to the lesson, even if she couldn't remember what she had been writing for the last 10 minutes. There was no doubt that she liked him, but it would better be said she desired him, so much that her body reacted uncontrollably when she saw him. A hidden desire, an untold desire. And Erika was not the type of person to let it go so easy... especially when she wanted something so much.
Roars of laughter came from behind, where the group of boys stayed. Oh, they all seemed so immature to her, laughing at anything. She started to understand better and better why she liked professor Robert Downer. He was so different, he had his own charm...sophisticated, with a serious expression on his face. The cream-colored jacked he was wearing made him seem more solid, although he was a tall, slim guy. She moaned softly, he was just the kind of guy that could define his abb without much of an effort. While talking, his squared-form maxillary was moving. She thought how would her fingers feel under his unshaven chin from 2-3 days, which offered him such a masculine aspect. It made her feel ... oh, you already know what, don't you?
This was the way the geography classes were developing for Erika. Not to wonder that her grades got a little low, she couldn't remember when the last time she has paid attention to any class was. It was so good if she could have some meditations. Such a pity that professor Robert Downer did not offer meditations, she has already asked. She would have undoubtedly been one of the first students willing to have classes in particular. Actually, another kind of classes. Because this was what Erika desired the most, since she has started to read erotic fantasies.
This was also the way that her every day routine was developing: after her last class of the day, Geography, she came home and relaxed in her bed for a while. When she was starting to feel better, she got rid of the blouse, letting herself with a thick T-shirt. She took a pair of red, comfortable shorts and then she started to scroll down on her phone, accessing her favorite site, where she could read erotic fantasies. What kind? With professors, of course! This was the way things happened now too, and at this moment the atmosphere became so hot... She bit her lower lip, reading a paragraph that sent pulsating sensations to that place under her abb. She started to shift in her seat, her patience disappearing slowly, letting the arousal replace it. Eventually, she positioned herself on her belly, at the corner of the bed, with her hands in the air, reading erotic fantasies, while her breasts were slowly pressed to the bed sheets, Erika feeling electric impulses through her nipples which were getting harder and harder. Her T-shirt was raised up a little, exposing her thin waist and her silky skin, as well as a portion of her white, lace lingerie.
Reading, after a while, she started to breath heavily and rub her breasts on the bed. How good all these could feel if everything happened with her professor...This thought aroused her even more, making her feel more pressure,
which made her want more. So she grabbed a pillow and, from the position she was in, on her belly, she placed it between her thighs and squeezed it tight. She immediately felt the soft material pressing her intimate place. She was breathing heavily, as she continued reading. She felt something down there getting swollen, and her panties got a transparent, wet spot, right in the middle of the material, round-shaped at the beginning, and slipping down later.
Her movements became more frenetically, and the goal in her stomach got more intense and so hot she could feel it burning her insides. Tightening her thighs more while she continued moving, rubbing her breasts to the bed. Her breath became irregular, and she closed her eyes, imagining her being the protagonist of the fantasies she had read, and professor Robert Downer possessing her hot body.
She bit again onto her lower lip, wishing more. Her hand slipped over her abb. She grabbed the elastic of her panties and started pulling on it, feeling how it parted her wet pussy lips and pressed her red, swollen clit. A hot moan escaped her lips. She reached the point she couldn't stop from pleasuring herself. She has stopped reading and let her imagination free. She let her head on the bad and started to masturbate with two fingers, imagning her professor above her, sweaty, moving at a fast peace, feeling so much pleasure.
Her fingers started to pleasure that wet place between her thighs, with soft, hot skin. She pushed her head deeper into the pillows, hiding the moans of pleasure. Her breath became hot and heavy, she trembled a little, softly and she closed her eyes. Her fingers started to pleasure that wet place between her thighs, with soft, hot skin. She pushed her head deeper into the pillows, hiding the moans of pleasure. Her breath became hot and heavy, she trembled a little, softly and she closed her eyes. Her toes started to tremble a little, more pressure was taking over her clit. Waves of pleasure overwhelmed her. She changed the position, she laid on her back, parting her thighs. She took the elastic of her panties between her fingers and exposed her hidden place from between her thighs. She moaned loudly, arching her back. Her fingers started to move faster on her wet and swollen clitoris. With every wave of pleasure she could feel more pressure between her thighs.
Entering a transe of pleasure, the fingers sitting on her clit slipped to her aroused vulva. She stopped. She couldn`t explore that hidden place yet. She has been waiting a lot for the right person to do this with. But now, sweaty and smiling, she knew who she wanted to make her a woman. Her geography teacher. She wanted him so much she started to make plans in order to make this come true. She returned with her fingers to her clit, pressing it slowly. She let herself on one side of the bed, strongly tightening her thighs, while with her fingers she continued to pleasure herself. She felt a hotter warmth in her abb but especially under it. She felt something burn so hard there she had to change her position again. Laying on her back, she opened her legs at maximum. She watched herself for a moment.., her red, hot skin, her wet pussy lips, her hardened nipples, her thin waist her fingers were now slipping on, wishing more...
She closed her eyes, letting herself into the hands of pleasure, thinking how her professor's erect member is penetrating her deep, in a beastly rhythm. She moved her fingers up and down at a fast peace. She bit her upper lip, moaning hard. She felt pulsations making her body shiver, she was getting closer to her climax. She was stroking her abb breathing heavily. All her skin was red, with drops of sweat. Her moans were filling her quiet room.
She started to make circles on her clit, pressing hard and fast. Strong pulsations overwhelmed her body. Her wetness poured slowly to her thighs, her pussy was trembling in pleasure, her clit was as on fire. Every time she moved her fingers she felt now shocks of pleasure. Her body was shaking uncontrollably, her fingers were moving on their own wish. She opened her mouth and let her head fall back, crazy in pleasure, overwhelmed by the sensations that were invading her body. She could feel waves of pleasure gling down from her hard nipples, on her abb, to her clit. She bit her lip until she felt a little pain, a scream of pleasure escaping her lips in that moment. She had an explosive orgasm, her transparent wetness falled on her fingers. She relaxed... She traced her fingers on her now very sensitive pussy lips two or three times, and the fell asleep, overwhelmed by so much pleasure.
Read the next part: Erika's untold desires - part 1: The bathroom
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