Nikki and her Teacher

by Nikki Palmer

  He grasped my shoulders and sat me up straight. “You don’t actually think we’re finished do you?” he asked.

  I grinned. “I think I am. Do what you will with me.”

  I was shocked by how fast he moved. He pushed me onto the couch next to him and carried me into the bedroom. He had obviously lost his shorts somewhere along the way, because he didn’t trip, but I sure didn’t notice it happening. “On your hands and knees!” he demanded.

  I groaned. I rolled to my hands and knees and waited for him. I felt him crawl onto the bed behind me, and waited for the feel of him between my legs. Instead, I felt a sharp stinging pain on my ass. “Ouch! What’s that about?”

  He swatted me a couple of more times with the palm of his hand, and then knelt between my spread thighs. “You didn’t finish me. I had to punish you.” I felt his hard cock nudging at my entrance and I pushed back toward it. He slammed himself inside. There was no gentleness this time, and I didn’t want any.

  He rammed his cock in and out of my cunt. I couldn’t believe he was the same man who had made love so tenderly yesterday. Not that I’m complaining. Having him go all wild on me like that was really a turn on!

  He grasped my hips and pulled me back against him with each thrust, almost as if I was a rag doll. His loud grunts filled the room. I squealed with each inward thrust. It was a good thing he had no close neighbors with all the noise we made. My room at the boarding house would not be a good place to fuck each other. That was for sure!

  Finally, I felt him speed up and ram into me a few last times. He pulled out and collapsed onto his back on the bed. I slid down and just laid there not speaking. Wow. How had I ever survived without sex?

  I could feel something leaking out from between my legs. Oh crap! He hadn’t used a condom! I lay there for a moment. “Um, Bryan? You didn’t use a condom.”

  He lay there, and then turned to me with a stunned look on his face. I could tell he was as shocked as I was that he’d forgotten. “Too late now,” he grunted. “You need to go get on the pill if we’re going to keep doing this.”

  I nodded. I sure did. I’d just finished my period, so I knew I should be good, but still. I didn’t need an unexpected pregnancy then!

  I got up and wandered into his bathroom, cleaning myself off. It felt weird having all of his gunk running out of me like that, but whatever. It was Bryan’s so it was good.

  I walked back and sat on the edge of the bed. It was already after one. “I need to get home.”

  He climbed out of bed and found his shorts, which were in front of the couch, and I followed picking up my scattered clothes and pulling them on. Once we were dressed, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. “What’s your work schedule the day after tomorrow?”

  I thought about it for a second. “I work early shift on Tuesday, so I’ll have to go straight home after work. There’s no way I can stay up all night doing this and then get up for work.”

  He nodded. “I’ll be there to drive you home, though.”

  *****

  True to his word, he waited in the parking lot for me the following night. When I went to kiss him goodnight in his truck, he pulled me fully into his arms, his hands all over my body. There was no one looking. I unzipped his fly and stroked his cock, quickly bringing him to orgasm right there. I got a face full without meaning to, and he laughed. “Sorry, baby!”

  I pushed the sticky come off my face. I sure hoped I didn’t run into anyone on my way up to my room. “It’s okay. I think every girl has to go through that at least once while she’s still a teenager.”

  We agreed that he’d pick me up at the boarding house around six the following evening and I’d spend the night with him. That would give me two hours to get home and get changed out of my work clothes. He didn’t say anything about going out, so I would eat dinner at the boarding house, and then dress.

  I had met several of the other people who lived there over the few days that I’d been there. They all seemed determined to not get to know one another. That worked for me.

  I tiptoed up the stairs, and thankfully ran into no one. I slipped into the bathroom, and got the come off my face, laughing at myself. I’d never really done the sex in the backseat thing, and it looked like it wasn’t as much fun as all the girls said at school.

  I walked into my bedroom, and closed the door, quickly changing into the long t-shirt I liked to sleep in. I sat down and picked up a book to read, but couldn’t really settle. I kept thinking about Bryan, and how I loved the sex, but wasn’t sure where the relationship was going. Did I even care where it was going, or was it enough to just have hot sex with him on a regular basis? At 18, maybe it was just enough to have hot sex.

  I fell asleep that night, thinking about that very question.

  *****

  I shaved carefully getting ready for my date with Bryan. I’d never worried a whole lot about the job I did shaving my pubes before, but all of a sudden, it seemed important. I dressed in shorts and a tank top, not bothering with panties this time. I did wear a bra, but only because I’m so large busted that I look like a real tramp without one.

  I had told Margaret at dinner that I’d not be back until the following evening. She had looked me up and down like she thought I was a real slut, but hadn’t said anything. Whatever. I’m sure she’d had sexual needs before she’d become a shriveled-up old prune too.

  Bryan smiled at me as I slid into his truck. “I missed you,” he said.

  I was thrilled to hear him say that. I gave him my best smile as he put the truck in gear and headed toward his cabin on the lake. As soon as we got there, we went at each other like rabbits again. I don’t know what it was, but we couldn’t be in each other’s presence for more than twenty minutes without wanting to rip clothes off and go at it. Thankfully he remembered a condom this time.

  Afterwards, we sat curled together on the couch, just talking quietly. He talked about his plans for the team the following year. I talked about the classes I’d registered for. As soon as it was dark, I asked if we could go skinny dipping. It was something I’d never done, and doing it with him sounded incredibly sexy to me.

  We walked out into the water, holding hands. His felt so big in mine. It was odd. We swam a little in the water, splashing around like a couple of kids. I was a strong swimmer. I’d been on the swim team before my parents died.

  I swam between his legs under the water, making sure I trailed my foot along his cock. I sneaked up behind him and rubbed my bare breasts against his back. He kept trying to duck me, but I’m such a fish in the water, that he never quite managed to.

  Finally, after splashing around enough that we were both ready to explode, I headed for shore, and ran out of the water toward the cabin. I dried as I ran. He followed me in and to the bedroom. He grabbed me, kissing me, and then threw me down on the bed. Quickly rolling on a condom, he knelt between my spread legs and started fucking me wildly.

  He pulled my ankles up and over his shoulders to give himself a better angle, and just plunged in and out fast and hard. “Fuck me!” was all I could say. Or scream as the case may be. I came three times before he collapsed beside me.

  As we lay there panting, I wondered if we should have a “Where is this relationship going?” type of talk, because I really needed to know, but didn’t want him to feel cornered.

  Finally, he was the one to bring it up. “I don’t know where we can go with this, Nikki. I love fucking you. I love being with you even when we’re not fucking, but I don’t know if there’s a future for a 42 year old man and an 18 year old girl.”

  I shrugged. “I know that. I don’t know where it’s going either. I’m not in any kind of hurry to settle down and get married. I just love fucking you. Why don’t we just keep going as we are and see what happens?”

  His whole face lit up. He’d obviously been worried that I wanted to settle down and have his babies. And I did. Someday. For today? I wanted to get fucked a lot.

  “Are you sur
e?” he asked.

  I grinned. “I like what we have. I’m not saying that someday I won’t want more. Today, though? I’m happy fucking like bunnies.”

  He laughed out loud and hugged me tight. “I promise you. We’ll fuck like bunnies as often as possible.” He proceeded to demonstrate.

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