My initiatory sex story so cut me some slack.
This is purely imagination and the fibre do not relate to real life.
Tell me what you think and plz do n't be all minus ! ! !




I 'm Zoey. Zoey Atkins and I 'm 18 in a months time. I 've got prosperous brown hair, ocean sorry eyes and a C cup bust with smooth round ass.
It was a normal day at schoolhouse and I was staying after schooltime to finish up some path oeuvre off. I was in the depository library and it was nearing 7 pm, all my protagonist had already left leaving me sitting alone.
Mr Burns, my english instructor, was watching over the subroutine library whilst marking newspaper. he was an attractive man, late 20 's around 6 '' 4, brown tousled hair and deep park centre, plus a set of drool worthy abs and a cunning ass every girl dreamed of including me. It was fair to say he was gorgeous and the live guy in the school.
I tried concentrating on my work, but I kept glancing up and staring at Mr Burns'physical structure. He was wearing a pair of soused jeans which hugged his nice round ass and a fitted T-shirt showing off his 6 camp.
He glanced up looking at the clock. I quickly ducked my head and tried a inquiry on the paper that he had given for revision. I did n't empathize what the the pits this all meant, so I decided to ask Mr Burns.
'' err… Mr burn, please can you facilitate me with this question ? '' I asked him.
'' Sure '' he replied and came over to me. He started to excuse what to do but I was n't paying any attention to him.as he leant over me to get a pen, I could find the heating radiating off him. I suddenly became cognisant of a slender damp patch in my panties. My cheeks flushed, embarrassed I was getting turned on by such an innocent gesture. I turned my attention back to waht he was saying, but still could n't focus on anything with his torso so close to mine.
'' Are you okay ? '' asked Mr Burns noticing I was n't listening.
'' Erm… yeeaahhh.… I just zoned out for a minute then. ``
'' I tell you what, why dont we grab a coffee and some tea at the diner and we can talk about it then ? ``
YES ! ! ! ! I wanted to shout out, but instead I replied ; '' Er… I 'm not sure, my mum might be waiting for me. '' A total lie since she works till 3am on weekdays.
'' come on just a umber ? ``
'' alright then ''
We went out to his car and drove to the diner. We had our coffee and a small dinner, then left. On the way home I gave him the directions to my house. Once we arrived at my theatre I invited him inside and offered him a drunkenness. He asked for a tea suggested we work on my side, as we did n't get a opportunity at the diner. I accepted and we got to work. We were only a few centimetres away.
He looked at me and we stared into eac others heart as we slowly leaned in towards each other. Our lips touched and I moaned. He licked my fathom lip asking for entery. I gladly gave it to him and as his tongue explored my oral cavity, he pushed me back against the couch.
He climbed on top of me, straddling me, his deal wandering all over me, carreasing my hair, rubbing my tummy and even giving my knocker a clinch every now and then. My hands worked their way up below his t shirt and our backtalk parted just enough to let his t shirt fall to the fall. I admired his dresser, it was even undecomposed without a shirt on, if that wa even possible.
He took off my shirt and I was left in my black lace bra. He took them in his hands and started to suckle my nipples through the silk material. I moaned loudly and put my hired hand down my shorts, rubbing my snatch through my thong. He groaned and ripped off my bra, sucking them and kissing them with added rage.
'' Mr Burns… '' I murmured.
'' Mark '' he said between kisses.
'' Mark… ummm… ohhh ''
gull stood up as I unbuckled his whack and after a little conflict I managed to pull his blue jean off him. I pushed him onto the frame and pulled down his boxers. His putz sprang costless and I was amazed at how big and thick it was. Erect it stood at about 8 in and at the base was about 2 column inch thick with a slight bender. I rubbed my hired hand up and down his cock and lightly blew onto the fountainhead, pre-cum oozing out. `` Just imbibe it ! '' he moaned, grabbing my capitulum and pushing it onto his cock. I moaned as it entered my mouth. I bobbed up and down on it, but grade started to push my head word down even further so I was deep throat ing it. I gently fondled his balls. `` Zoey ! Im cumming ! ! '' he shouted, as his seed exploded in my backtalk. I swapped it and picked his putz clean.
He then picked me up and bear me on the couch. He pulled down my shorts and my thong, exposing my pussycat to him. He stared at it a minute then started to eat it. I moaned as he sucked on my sweet spot. `` brand me cum really knockout ! ! '' I begged him. In response he stuck his tongue up my pussy and squeezes my breasts. I buried his typeface into my pussy even more and started to scram in pleasure. `` I 'm cumming ! ! ! ! '' I shouted after about 5 bit. My unit body shook as my orgism shot through me, soaking Mr Robert Burns face in my sweet succus.
'' I wan na nooky you so bad '' he said.
'' I want you to fuck me to '' I replied
'' Are you on the tab ? ``
'' Since I was 13 I 've been on it. ``
Then he mounted me, centring his headland to the ingress of my puss. We both moaned as he pushed his hammer deep inside of me. He then started to speed up, finding a comfortable rythem and I started to thrust my pelvic girdle in time with his. The speech sound of moaning and flesh against flesh filled the air with pleasure. fter 10 moment I started to reach my sexual climax with a cry I cummed all over his cock just as he shouted `` Zoey ! ! ! ! '' and pushed his cock all the way into me as he released his seed into my pussycat.
We fell on the base, panting.
'' you were the best piece of ass I 've ver had Mr Burns. ``
'' Aame to you Zoey. ``

After that day, Zoey and Mark fucked each other reguarly, satisfying both their motive. Zoey eventually got a young man, but always had time for marking .