~~~ Breakfast ~~~
I woke up, again, in a cozy bed that was not my own. The room was, once more, bathed in sparkling sunlight. I opened my eyes to see Mrs. Williams looking at my face, smiling, as before.
“You hungry, handsome?”
There was a wicked gleam in her eye. Was it just because of the deja vu from the same scene, last week, and the same question she’d asked?
I replied, simply, “Yes,” and waited.
She launched the bed’s coverings to the floor, spun end-to-end, and pounced onto my semi-rigid cock. When I realized where her face was headed, it sprang to life. Now that her face was mere inches away, it was anxiously awaiting whatever was coming next.
Hovering above my face was the pinkest, most attractive set of pussy lips I had ever seen. I started without her. Her sexy snatch tasted like a mixture of the two of us – probably from the wild fucking I had given her on the dining room table the night before.
Her hand was sliding up and down my meaty shaft – jacking me off. She took one of my testicles into her mouth, sucked gently, and cuddled & caressed it with her tongue – then she switched sides.
I had only been awake for a few seconds and my balls were already aching to release – somewhere in – or on – this gorgeous woman’s body.
The adoration of my fun-bag stopped and I unclenched my asshole – only to clench it again when (I swear) she stared chewing on my cock-head.
I was so distracted by the intense stimulation that it took me a bit to realize that I had forgotten what I was supposed to be doing.
As she worked me over, I licked her pussy like a Popsicle – from bottom to top – now & again – so as to let her know I was at least still conscious.
She was rapid-fire jacking my cock again – sucking the head, tonguing the ridge, nibbling, gnawing ..
“Fuckkkk!” I growled – as my testes gave up the fight. My semen started firing burst after burst into her greedy mouth.
As soon as she tasted my seed, her body started trembling. She hunched her cunt harder down onto my face – and she started fucking herself – up & down – across my mouth, nose, and chin. I tongued and sucked everything I could reach.
In seconds, she squeaked, tensed, and her sexy snatch ejaculated onto my tongue.
I lapped at the juices – not missing much – and then worshiped her quim and all of its beautiful parts – inside & out.
She leaned to the nightstand – and then, once again, returned – facing the still-smoking barrel of my freshly-fired weapon.
I heard the click of her phone, taking a picture – and – a couple seconds later – a second one.
I was still recuperating as she climbed off of the bed. I stared at the ceiling. My heart was pounding. My lover went to the bathroom, ran the sink for a bit, and then returned – to pull me up for a full-contact hug & kiss.
You have not been kissed until the glorious, naked breasts of a real woman are pressed against your bare chest – as her mouth devours yours – and her tongue teases your own.
She grabbed her phone and showed me the before & after pictures – of her mouth – full of my jizz that she had captured – and then empty – after she’d swallowed my gift.
Somewhere in this sexy teacher’s stomach, my seed was desperately searching for an egg to fertilize.
That thought made me realize how much I would love to have a child with this beautiful woman.
Her trip to the bathroom sink had been to remove the overspray – of my spunk – from her eyes, nose, and cheeks.
She palmed my ball-sack – and looked into my eyes. My dick was already reflating. She gave me another lusty kiss.
After having your cock sucked first thing in the morning, nothing is quite as rejuvenating as watching the exquisite anatomy of your former Anatomy teacher – as they parade naked around the room – taking far longer to bend over – repeatedly – to pick up discarded clothing items – to carry them – one-at-a-time – to the hamper where – for absolutely no reason whatsoever – she bends over once more – looking over her shoulder and biting her lower lip – to deposit said item into the basket.
“Now am I your favorite teacher?” she asked, grinning.
“I think I came again – just watching you do that. You are so, fucking sexy!”
“Good morning to you, too, handsome. You ready for breakfast?”
Mrs. Williams and I put on house robes to head downstairs. We stopped by the laundry to move my clothes (soiled in last night’s festivities) from the washing machine to the dryer.
Kasey looked up from her tablet – and empty cereal bowl – and frowned at me.
“Good morning, gorgeous. You’re not quite as stunning when you’re frowning. Do I need to apologize for something – or is there somebody I need to kill – to restore your beautiful smile?
She shook her head and said, “I’ve painted myself into a corner.” I quirked an eyebrow at her and she continued, “I promised you it would be a month before you got to see my pussy. I also informed you that it has always been my intention not to give up my virginity until my wedding night.”
I nodded.
“Last night, I told you that I would give you my virginity three weeks from today. I know of only one way to do this without turning myself into a liar.”
“I won’t make you keep that ..” I began.
Mrs. Williams rested her hand on my shoulder, telling me to let Kasey finish.
The sexy – but solemn – cheerleader looked into my eyes.
“It was as much a promise to myself as you. Twice now, you’ve pushed me to a place I’ve never been before – where logic no longer matters to me.”
“I’m sorry ..”
“No. I’m not mad. You heard me last night – I will give myself to you in three weeks. The hardest part will be the waiting – but those are the constraints that I’ve given myself.”
“We can stop ..”
“No! This isn’t your score on some spreadsheet anymore. This isn’t about fooling Grandma Williams. This is about me and you.”
She looked at her mother.
“.. and .. you and mom.”
I started to interrupt again but Mrs. Williams squeezed my shoulder.
“This is not even about my pussy – or my pussy needing your dick.”
She laid her tablet down and turned to face me – her expression deadly serious.
“If you don’t ask me to marry you, ..”
She stopped – considered what she was planning to say – and held up a hand.
“No. Wait. That makes me sound like Grandma Williams – making other people follow my rules – giving them ultimatums.”
She got up from her seat and walked over to me, dropping to her knees in front of me – and taking my left hand in hers.
I couldn’t let her do this!
Looking down into her eyes, I dropped onto my knees – so that we were facing each other – eye-to-eye – and grabbed both of her hands.
“Will you marry me?” we both asked – at exactly the same time.
“I don’t know what I will do if you don’t say ‘yes’,” she said.
“I am hopelessly, helplessly in love with you. I would do anything and everything in my power to get you to marry me.”
“So, is that a ‘yes’?” she asked shyly.
I bit my lower lip.