Extra Curriculums

Kelsey was an average senior in her school. Her grades were good, she had a small group of close friends, and she never really stuck out. Naturally her friends were excited to be in their final semester before graduation, and Kelsey was no exception.

Kelsey had celebrated her 18th birthday over the winter holidays and was more than ready to only have one real class this semester. This meant, she was free to pick all the electives she wanted, and she was able to be a teacher's aid. She thoroughly enjoyed sorting and grading papers for Mr. McCaskill.

Mr. McCaskill was a bit of a nerdy professor, a recent graduate, and he had a pretty easy time relating to the students. Kelsey had not gotten to take his class being she already had her English requirements, but being his aid let her really see how he ran his classroom and she greatly wished he'd been here her freshman year.

"Kelsey?" Mr. McCaskill snapped his fingers lightly in front of her to bring her back to reality.

"Sorry! What was I saying?" She shuffled papers in a flustered manner, but Mr. McCaskill chuckled.

"You were telling me about getting accepted into our local university here. Have you decided on a major?"

"Creative writing or nursing." Her response caused his eyebrow to lift curiously.

"Those are quite the different fields there."

"Well, you know... one is a passion and one is job security." She blushed a little, feeling like a sell out.

"Nothing wrong with either one and you're an intelligent lady, you'll figure it out."he smiled and returned to lesson plans. A vague statement of encouragement to ensure the end of that discussing, Kelsey guessed. She started back to work, her mind absorbed in the students' creative essays.

The dismissal bell rang suddenly, causing both of them to startle. Time had flown by and Kelsey couldn't believe it was time to go home already. She involuntarily groaned, earning a look from the young teacher.

"I know grading is just riveting, but I have doubts that it is something a freshly turned 18 year old senior wants to do on a Friday afternoon. Why the groan?"

Kelsey gave a small laugh. "I'm just petty and don't wanna cook tonight. Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, I'm left home alone while my parents teach night classes at the university." Kelsey shrugged.

Mr. McCaskill thought for a moment. "Well, you're more than welcome to stay here and help me if you want, now that school hours are over, you can turn on the t.v. or radio." Kelsey thought for a moment before smiling.

"Sure. Let me go get my phone from my car and call my mom. I just want to let her know I'm staying late."

Mr. McCaskill nodded, watching her walk out the door, then through the window he saw her heading towards the student parking lot.

Now that school was out, she could bring her cell phone in and they could put on music, maybe even have a dance party. Kelsey giggled at the idea of the nerdy man trying to dance. Maybe that wouldn't be a good idea.

"I'm back. She said it was fine!" She bent down to pick up a stray pencil from the floor and that's when Mr. McCaskill realized he had made a mistake. In that split moment, her cleavage was bared for his viewing pleasure through the open buttons at the top of her loose blouse. He quickly averted his eyes back to the essays at hand while she fumbled with her phone.

"What kind of music do you like?" She asked scrolling through Dotify for music.

"Anything is fine. Rock, pop, EDM, country... I listen to it all." He replied never looking up. She hummed before selecting a variety channel that played a little of everything. It started with some random Korean pop song she had never heard of, but they left it alone.

About 30 minutes in, Kelsey stood and stretched, her back getting stiff from the hard plastic chair. Mr. McCaskill watched from his peripheral as her blouse raised up slightly with her arms, exposing her lower, tanned abdomen and hips right above her low rise jeans. He wondered just how far that tan goes down. Did she have tan lines? His mind was beginning to fill with images of her breasts, little triangular patches of untanned skin from a bikini top with perky dark nipples in the centers.

He shifted slightly to reposition the slightly growing bulge in his pants. He was really ashamed of himself. She was barely legal! She was a student at his place of employment! She looked so soft to touch with her smooth, glowing skin. He wondered how warm her skin would be in his hands.

He risked a glance when she bent in the chair to dig her water bottle out of her backpack. A mint green thong poked from under her jeans as if taunting him. He felt his dick firm up, urges beginning to cloud his thoughts.

She was saying something. He faintly heard her and had to bring himself back to reality. She was handing him the stack of papers. "I can stay every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday if you want? If it helps you." She added the last bit, hoping to not sound burdensome.

"Sure." He nodded, cautiously making sure his boner was out of her view. She waved and grabbed her bag, adjusting her pants, pulling them up over her plump ass once more after they slid down, as low rise jeans do.

Mr. McCaskill shook his head, and as soon as he saw her in the window heading to her car, he let his erection free from it's cloth prison.

He slowly began stroking his dick, imagining her firm tits pissed around his member, slowly titty-fucking his cock.

His eyes flew open when he heard a small gasp at the door. "I'm.. I.. I'm really sorry!" Kelsey wanted to look away and let him cover himself, and save him some decency, but she couldn't look away despite being embarrassed catching him like that. "I.. I just forgot my.. My keys..." She slowly took a step in the room, then grabbed her keys off the table. She didn't turn to leave though, she didn't take her eyes off his penis, slightly twitching from the pulsing happening inside.

He didn't know what to do so he stared at her, swollen, throbbing dick in hand. Exposed for her to drink in with her eyes.

She took a step towards him, and reached for him, but he pulled back a bit. She sat her stuff down and stood in front of him, bending slightly to take his penis in one hand. As she gave a gentle stroke, she breathed into his ear a hot whisper "did I do this?"

He could only nod as she sank to her knees, and ever so slowly, she licked his penis from base to tip, her other hand cupping his balls tenderly. She felt his dick harden in her hand and she looked up into his eyes as she wrapped her lips around his horny cock.

Kelsey knew it was wrong, but she'd only sucked on two guys before. Her ex and her boyfriend. Younger guys, she realized now, just had desire for pussy. Grown men, desire a woman. It didn't help that she was drawn in with his size. He wasn't pornstar endowed, but definitely larger than either of the two she'd seen, and his girth took her whole hand to wrap around.

He was rock hard and she loved feeling her tongue run over the bulging veins of his shaft. She didn't know if she could deep throat a dick this thick and hard, but she wanted to try. As she slid balls deep on his cock, she felt it pulse hard and made her gag. As she slid back to the tip, she left a trail of slick saliva going up his dick. She licked his balls, then slowly began an assault of licking and kissing up his shaft, causing him to wiggle a little, his hands instinctively going to her head gently. He looked down through his thick rimmed glasses and watched her full lips sink down, taking all of his cock within.

He pulled her off quickly, closing his eyes tight. He was trying not to cum. Kelsey unbuttoned her shirt slowly, revealing her tan breasts, contained in a mint lacey bra matching her thong.

"Kelsey, do you know what you're doing?" Reality flooded back to him quickly.

"I mean, I've never actually had sex, but I've sucked some dick." She replied factually, thinking that's what he asked.

"No, not that. Wait- you're a virgin?" He shook his head and waved his hands, "doesn't matter. Kelsey, I'm a teacher. You're a student. This is really bad. Really really bad." He was beginning to panic.

Kelsey was fidgeting with her bra, not responding, but looking him in the face. She must be nervous, he thought, watching her fidgeting with her bra. Suddenly her tits bounced free, the cups falling to each side. A front clasp bra. He fought back the instinct to grab them. Her nipples visibly hardened being free to the air. No tan lines, but hard, dark pink nipples enticed him.

"Kelsey..."He really didn't know what to say, but he had to close his eyes to try and control himself. Suddenly he felt a warmth ground his erection, forcing him to open his eyes and be met with the sight of her mouth yet again taking him in. He felt her nipples graze over his thighs through his slacks as her now freely hanging breasts rubbed him.

"Mr. McCaskill... I really want your cum. I swallow." She said while licking his shaft. A drop of precum freed itself from his tip. He sighed when she lapped at it happily. "Or, you can have mine." She looked up at him.

"Kelsey, I really-"

"I've never had an orgasm except for rubbing myself. It's a mutual exchange. I suck you dry, you eat me to orgasm." She was so blunt, but her wants were clear.

"Have you thought of the implications, Kelsey? I could get fired. You could get expelled."

"Then keep your mouth shut." She stated matter of factly, licking his dick slowly after. If he'd softened at all in that talk, it was right back to rock hard now.

"Kelsey if you don't so now we're going to hit a point I can't stop."

"I don't want to stop." She muttered, removing her shirt and bra from her shoulders. She stood exposed to him, wanting him to break. And break he did.

He had her right nipple in his mouth before her shirt hit the floor. He had pulled her practically into his lap to get to her youthful breasts. He swirled his tongue over her hard nipple, her back arching.

"You have no idea what you unleashed." He muttered, pulling her down to straddle him. He kissed her neck, her ears, letting his tongue luck on her earlobe. She shivered with the sensitive spot being attended. His right hand pulled gently at her left nipple, while his left hand grabbed as much of her ass cheek as it could.

"Mr. McCaskill.." Her voice was syrupy, sweet and thick with lust. Boys her age just didn't spend so much attention on her body. It was new to her. Mr. McCaskill's hands slid to her waist making her grind down on his boner.

Even through her jeans she could feel his rigid length. He groaned into her breasts, pushing her up and undoing her pants. He spun her ass to him as he pulled her pants slowly over her cheeks. As a new inch exposed he nipped her cheeks repeatedly. When her ass was bared to him, he spread her cheeks and licked her thong string right over her tight asshole.

"I'm gonna eat this ass too." He muttered, popping her thong string with his teeth, earning a shocked squeak from the girl.

He turned her and sat her on his desk. He looked her over, from her gradually tangling hair to her slightly parted lips, down to her bouncy breasts, over her soft, flat tummy to her thong covered pussy and her smooth thighs parted on his desk. She was truly hotter under those clothes than she let on. Feeling his gaze slowly drink her in, she felt a sudden burst of shame and embarrassment. She suddenly felt like a child in front of him as he scrutinized her body. Her cheeks heated and her face sank.

Mr. McCaskill raised her chin with two fingers to make her gaze meet his. "Don't lower your face like that." His voice had become husky and heavy. He shook his head.

"I feel like a child suddenly. Embarrassed I'm not mature enough to you." She said softly. He smiled and lowered his lips to hers, kissing her deep and hungrily. She began unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his lean chest and abdomen. He let a slight moan into their kiss when he felt her soft hands running over him.

He laid her back on his desk, not bothering to move the papers he had previously been grading. He climbed on top of her, letting his erection run against her thong clad pussy. Her eyes got wide but he kissed her again.

"Don't worry," he reassured her, "I'm just wanting to feel you a little." She nodded and let him dry hump her pussy, enjoying him sucking on her nipples. Her thing was growing wet, a combination of his precum and her juices. The tingling in her hot pussy was making her squirm against his erection. "You're so fucking arousing." He groaned getting off her and practically ripping her thong off, plunging his face into her dripping sex, her thick pubes tickling his lips.

He flicked his tongue over her clit, making her jerk under him. He ran his tongue over her slit, letting his tongue enter her hole, his hands holding her hips to his face while she bucked against him.

"I've never seen a pussy get so wet and hot. You're dripping on my desk, baby girl." His tongue circled her clit repeated again and she gasped feeling his fingers enter her. She was more than ready to feel his fingers inside her.

"Fuu-" she moaned under his tongue, feeling his fingers pumping her. He pulled his fingers out and rubbed her clit with them, spreading her juices over for him to lick.

"Your pussy tastes so good." He rubbed her juices on his erection, loving the feeling of her juices lubricating him. "Do you want to come all over my fingers, Kelsey?" He asked, stroking her g-spot.

"Yes. Please make me cum for you." At her request, he dove in, assaulting her clit with his mouth, pumping her g- spot relentlessly. She could feel her release building up, her fingers entangled in his now unruly hair. This served him encouragement, as she started panting and bucking back to his mouth. Her pussy was so wet, her juices were running down his wrist and forearm.

He felt her fall over the brink, she went rigid, moaning out as her pussy sprayed her orgasm over his desk, papers, and his arm.

"God dammit." He muttered. "You're fucking irresistible." He licked her hole clean, then lifted her legs as he licked the juices that ran to her asshole. She gasped feeling his tongue lapping at her back hole. She was about to squirm away when she felt his tongue entering her ass over and over. His whole tongue slid into her and she moaned. This was so gross to her mind but it felt so different and good to her. He pulled back, standing and letting his pants fall to his ankles. "You still want my cum?" he asked, stroking his dick in his hand. She nodded but stopped him from beating off. He looked at her, his eyes meeting hers.

She guided his dick to her swollen pussy lips. "Kelsey..." He pulled back a little but she pulled his hips with her ankles locking behind him, forcing his tip to enter her virgin crevice. "Kelsey, no." He tried to pull back but her pussy around his tip weakened his resolve significantly. He looked at her again, her legs pulling him in slightly more. "Kelsey, I can't stop if I do this. I won't be able to spare your purity." It seemed an odd word to use after he just made her squirt all over his desk.

"You can have it." She whispered, wanting him inside her. She thrusted her hips deeper onto him. She felt him tremble. He nodded and pressed all the way in, then looked to her face, watching for signs of pain. She was a little uncomfortable, but he slowly pulled out and began the excruciating process of slow thrusts to break her hymen. She could feel stretching and tearing, a lot of discomfort but it was over quick and he was fully thrusting into her, rhythmically pumping her deep and hard. She could feel him swelling with his release inside her, his thrusts becoming more desperate and primal. She moaned out being filled with his swollen cock.

"Fuck!" He pulled out last second, his jizz shooting out all over her naval and pubes. He panted, visibly shuddering from his release. He looked her over, gently brushing her hair from her face. He placed a gentle kiss to her lips and helped her up. He pulled a handkerchief from his desk, offering it to her to clean herself while he pulled his boxers and pants up over his penis, streaked with her juices and blood. He'd clean it later. He righted his clothes and began smoothing his hair when they heard footsteps down the hall. The janitors making their rounds had made it to this hall. She pulled her pants up and her shirt on quickly, she sat at the table by his desk resuming paper grading nonchalantly while he picked her undergarments and placed them into his desk. He straightened the papers just in time for the janitor to come in.

"Hey guys! Just gathering trash up now. I'll need ya out in 10 for me to mop." He was clueless and didn't seem to notice the slight smell of sex that hung in the hair. As he moved to the next class for trash they gathered all their things and headed out to the parking lot.

"Kelsey..." Mr McCaskill felt the need to clear the air between them. "We can't do that at school. We could have been caught." Kelsey smiled and gave him a torn piece of paper. He took it and saw her phone number neatly written. "That's not what I mean, this shouldn't happen. Period."

Their cars were the last in the lot. She put her bag in the back seat and turned to face him, her bare nipples showing under the thin material. He pulled her bra and panties out to return them and she shook her head.

"Keep them." She smiled. "Give me your address. I'll come to your place on the days my parents teach."

"Kelsey, it's too risky."

"I'm on birth control for menstrual regulation." She mentioned off topic. "Next time I want you to fill me up."

"Kelsey, as much as I thoroughly enjoy you. Really, I cannot get enough. I don't regret anything, but we might if this continues. Besides, I don't want you to turn yourself into a booty call. Shit, I've seen you with your boyfriend. Don't do something you'll regret."

"I'm dumping him today. I wanna be yours." She pressed her body against him, hugging him and kissing his neck. She felt his arms encircle her waist momentarily.

"I hope you know what you're asking for, Kelsey." He whispered to her, letting her go. She winked and got in her car, waved goodbye, and drove off.

She was just on the road when a text came in with nothing but an address.