The 1st hour bell rang and the halls became flooded with students. Aftyn walked briskly towards her locker. In the process, she met up with her best friend, Sommer. Sommer had one of those smiles on her face, a smile that meant she knew something exciting.
Hey. Sommer said, walking along side Aftyn.
What is it? Aftyn asked. Why are you smiling?
Theres a new Social Studies teacher. Sommer said.
Aftyn opened the locker they shared together, frequently unlocked since Sommer could never remember the combination.
Sommer waited for Aftyn to get what she needed from the locker and continued talking about the new teacher.
Cuz you know how Mr. Slemedy quit, right?
Oh yeah. Aftyn remembered. So what? Is he hot?
Sommers goofy smile grew even more.
Yes, he is. He is so gorgeous.
Aftyn and Sommer rarely agreed on whether a guy was hot or not. Their tastes were mostly different in that area. The only guy they ever really agreed on was Marcus Buss. But he was the walking, talking STD of the school. Eeew.
Aftyn wanted to see this teacher for herself and she and Sommer had Social Studies 3rd hour. The two split up, both excited for 3rd hour to roll around.
2nd hour went by very slowly, but the bell rang and it was passing time once again. Sommer waited anxiously on the Grand Staircase for Aftyn to show up.
Finally, she showed. By now, Aftyns smile was almost bigger than Sommers.
Ok, Sommer giggled. Lets go.
Sommer shoved Aftyn into the Social Studies room, following close behind her. Aftyn looked around the room. There were a few studies milling around the room, but no teacher. She looked to the board. On it, it said Mr. Timberlake in kind of scribbled writing.
Mr. Timberlake
Aftyn said his name outload. The name itself was really sexy. But she had no idea how sexy he really was.
The bell to start class rang but Mr. Timberlake was still MIA. Aftyn and Sommer sat upfront, eagerly awaiting his arrival. Then, he walked in, quickly making his way to the front of the room. He passed down the aisle and right by Aftyn. Whatever cologne he was wearing lingered in the air. He was different, she thought to herself, no teacher has ever smelled as good as he looked.
Sorry everybody. I had to use the little boys room.
[Oh you dont look like a little boy, believe me] Aftyn thought to herself once more. Even though he was a teacher, she couldnt help think nasty things about him. He was just that sexy.
Aftyn watched, more like stared, at Mr. Timberlake that whole hour. He was young, most likely only in his mid-20s. He had curly hair, a little messy looking but somehow still looking kept together. His piercing blue eyes were what caught her attention. He was wearing a dark blue button down dress shirt with dark, neatly pressed dress pants. His shoes were shiny and black. As he looked at his attendance sheet, she longed to see his smile.
Alright, soldiers. Its time for Srgt. Timberlakes roll call! He announced with a fake lisp and a commanding voice. Stand up, soldiers.
Everyone laughed, but did as they were told and rose to their feet.
He had called off half the peoples names in class when he finally got to Aftyn Oakley.
Aftyn Oakley? He said slowly, hoping he hadnt butchered her name.
Right here, Mr. Timberlake. She said, smiling at him.
It was then that he smiled at her, making her knees weak and her stomach turn around and around.
Very nice name. He complimented. Now Ms. Oakley, name two things I should know about you.
Hmm
I just turned 18 2 weeks ago, Im a big flirt, and Im sad because I dont have a boyfriend.
Mr. Timberlake tapped his pencil against his desk with a smile on his face.
That was 3 things and it sounded like you were trying out for the dating service. Mr. Timberlake said half jokingly.
Aftyn sighed and sat in her seat. She liked him. She liked him a lot.
After class, Aftyn was packing her things when Mr. Timberlake walked up to her desk. He waited for her to look up.
Oh hi, Mr. Timberlake. She said as normal as possible.
Hey. So your Aftyn, right?
Mmm-hmm.
Great. Well, Ill see ya tomorrow, huh?
Aftyn tossed her bag over her shoulder.
You bet. She said.
A couple weeks later, Mr. Timberlake noticed Aftyn-now his favorite student-struggling with one of the concepts they were studying. He also noticed how attracted he was to her.
So he was glad to see her approach his desk after class.
I need help, Mr. T. I just cant understand this stuff.
The battle? He clarified, doing everything he could to keep his eyes fixed in her eyes and not looking at her body.
Yeah, its not making sense to me. I just- well, I cant concentrate much, either.
Ok, Aftyn. Can you stay after school with me a while tonight?
Well, Id have to call my Mom, but yeah. I probably can.
After school, Justin waited for Aftyns arrival. Then she walked in. She had changed into her track outfit.
I have track in a little while, but I told my coach and he says its fine.
Justin heard her say fine, but he had a whole different definition of the word when he looked at her. She had little running shorts on and a sports bra. He quickly shot a stare at her toned stomach. He could just picture his lips on her skin.
Oh, umm, ok. Well, yeah. Thats fine, we shouldnt be long.
Aftyn put her bag down on a desk nearby, but took out her textbook and a sucker. She threw the wrapper in the garbage near his desk and hopped onto his desk. She laid down across it, trying to be innocent, but knowing she was asking for trouble. She stuck the sucker in her mouth, and Mr. Timberlake had to roll his chair up closer to his desk to hide any possible hints that she was turning him on.
Ok, She took the sucker out of her mouth to talk. I dont get where the Indians were going and why they were going there. She said.
Justin took a deep breath, trying to get his brain to work.
Right. He began. She was looking in her book and Justins eyes roamed her body. What he was looking at was causing him to not be able to talk. Aftyn looked at him, wondering why he wasnt talking her ear off about the battle like he did in class.
Are you ok, Mr. T?
Yeah, yeah. He said, trying for a second time to refocus. Ok, the battle, right. The um, Indians had to move
south. He said, talking the way his eyes were moving. And they were in search for crops that were growing
He trailed off, feeling something of his that was southward growing. crops growing c-c-corn.
Aftyn again turned her head to Mr. Timberlake.
Are you ok? She asked, pushing her sucker to the side of her mouth and sitting up.
One of Aftyns friends came into the room.
Aftyn, hey. Im glad your still here. You left your whipped cream can in Cooking.
Oh thanks Marcus. She said, getting up off Mr. Timberlakes desk.
Marcus left and Aftyn walked with the can up to her bag. She had a strange feeling about the way that Mr. Timberlake was acting. Then, when she looked at him, she sensed something was weird. She decided, as a very gutsy move, to try and flirt with him a little. She took the cap off the whipped cream and sprayed some into her mouth. Mr. Timberlake couldnt watch this, he felt like the erection he had in his pants would explode at any moment. There was no way she was doing this without knowing that she was flirting.
You want some, Mr. T? Theres plenty in here, I gotta get rid of it cuz I dont wanna take it home.
What was Mr. Timberlake supposed to say to that?
She came over to him, walking around his desk and standing next to him.
Aft, no. Im good, really.
Youre good LOOKING, yes. But I know you want some of this whipped cream. She said.
Mr. Timberlake was in awe, his student was sexually flirting with him. She set the can down on his desk and walked over to the door. She closed it and eyed the room carefully. Her hazel eyes fell on a back room he used for storage.
Mr. Timberlake-
Call me Justin. He said. This surprised her, but she insisted on sticking with Mr. Timberlake, for now atleast. I dont wanna get in the habit of calling you Justin and have something happen in class where I say Justin instead of Mr. Timberlake.
You have a point.
And so do you. She said, seeing the giant hard on Mr. Timberlake had when he stood up. Justin looked down at his pants. Aftyn told him to grab the whipped cream and follow her. He grabbed the can and walked up to her. She was standing at the door to the back room.
Thats storage. He said.
Well we cant be caught doing anything in the middle of your classroom, now can we? She asked, running her tongue across her lips. Justin quickly opened the door to the room and followed her inside. She flipped the light on, but he flipped it off.
If someone walks into the classroom, theyll see the backroom light on.
Aftyn agreed with him. She looked around the small yet spacious room. There was a table against the wall and Aftyn asked Justin to pull it away from the wall. He did so and Aftyn was quick to hop onto it. Justin shook the can in his hand and tilted his head to the left.
I could get fired if this
doesnt
He trailed off as Aftyn got onto her hands and knees on the table.
Stop talking and come here. She said.
She took the whipped cream from him and told him to stick his tongue out. He gave her a weird look but did it. She sprayed a layer of whipped cream on his tongue and then put her mouth over his tongue and sucked it off. Justins hand reached out and grabbed hold of her side as they passionately kissed. Justin walked up to her, closing all distance between them. Aftyn lay back against the length of the table and prayed it would be able to support the both of them. Justin crawled onto the table, hovering above her. Aftyn began to unbutton his shirt until it was all the way unbuttoned. His stomach and abs were too good for words. He removed his shirt, tossing it to the floor.
Her body was there, waiting for his touch. He rubbed his hands over her smooth tummy, and then touched her breasts, whimpers emerging from Aftyns lips as he did so.
God, Mr. Timberlake that feels so good
She said. His lips crashed against hers, Aftyn sucking on his bottom lip. Their lips pulled away, and he kissed and sucked on her neck. As good as this felt, it was torture to Aftyn.
Justin, She addressed him by his first name. Kiss me later
Justin helped Aftyn remove her clothes, and she helped him with his. The adrenaline rushing through eachothers bodies almost fed off one another. Once they were both stripped of their clothing, Aftyn pushed Justin up. He got off the table and Aftyn did too. She put her hands on his chest and pushed him against the wall. She got on her knees and slowly sucked on Justins head. Then she put her whole mouth around his cock.
Oh lord Jesus, Aftyn. That feels so fucking good. He said in a throaty whisper. Oh God, this is not happening
He said, his eyes hooded, the intense feeling unbearable to Justin. She sank her mouth deeper around Justin and he changed his mind. Oh Shit, yes it is. This is happening.
Aftyn felt Justin tensing up, but didnt want him to cum just yet. She licked around the sides of his cock. She felt his balls, and Justin knew she had to stop or he was gonna shoot his load.
Aftyn, I love what your doing, but I am about ready to cum, so be careful what you do. He warned. Aftyn stood back up, but grabbed his dick in her hand.
Are you ready to put this in me, Mr. Timberlake? She said, very articulately saying his name.
Oh, Ive been ready since the first day I saw you.
Well then, we shouldnt waste much more time.
She pressed her body against his before going back to the table. She used her index finger to motion him over to her. He came up and re-positioned himself ontop of her. But for some reason, this just wasnt how he wanted to do it. They were in a dark closet, no chance really of getting caught. He looked at his watch. It was already close to 6 oclock.
He picked up his dress shirt and put it on Aftyn. He swooped up his boxers just incase. Aftyn got up off the table after he did and picked her white thong undies off the floor. She handed them to Mr. Timberlake.
I dont wanna do it in here
He said, picking her up and carrying her out of the back room. He set her down and before he went and sat down in his chair he pulled out one of his desk drawers and tucked her underwear inside. She followed him and straddled him, sliding easily onto his huge cock. She steadied herself by holding onto his shoulders. His hands were on her hips. He lifted her up slightly and then dropped her back down, his dick all the way inside her.
Oh, Aftyn, you are so tight. Holy Shit.
It wasnt long before Justin was really slamming her up and down on his rod. Her tits were bouncing all over and Justin knew the time was near.
Oh Mr. Timberlake! Oh, God its so good it hurts! She moaned. The way he was making love to her was so intense, Aftyn was occasionally blacking out.
Fuck, oh fuck
Im going, Aftyn. Im gonna cum!
Aftyn could feel her mind-blowing orgasm almost approaching. She bit her lip as she continued to ride him.
Justin could no longer hold it in, he let out a groan as he unloaded into her pussy.
Aftyn, oh baby
oh shit. He said, breathing as if he was in a triathlon.
Even after he came, Aftyn just wasnt there yet. He tried to keep her going, whispering to her how good she felt and hard she was making him. He was surprised if not shocked to feel himself regaining his strength, and getting aroused even more. He slouched in his chair a little and bucked his hips up to meet her. He looked at her, the look on her face was so beautiful to Justin. He was making her feel this way. He was giving her the most pleasure she had ever had.
Oh Mr. Timberlake, oh dont stop! She moaned. Justin thought that maybe the position just wasnt doing the trick, and so he wrapped his arms around her, holding her to him as he stood up and then rolled the chair away from behind his desk by using his knee. He laid her back on the thinly carpeted floor behind his desk. Then he thrust into her again. He didnt know it, but even by just that one thrust, she felt this was more powerful than their chair position. Justin steadied himself on his elbows and thrust into her with more power every time. Aftyn could really feel her orgasm near now.
Oh Mr. Timberlake, oh faster, Im gonna- Justin! Yes! She moaned loudly. To cover up the noise she was making, he kissed her, his mouth engulfing hers. She screamed inside his mouth as the first stage of her orgasm hit her like a bolt of lightening. The feeling of her walls clenching onto Justins cock was so intense, Justin felt a second orgasm approaching. He slowed down as they both came together. Aftyn arched her back, riding the waves of her orgasm silently. Justin kissed and sucked on her neck and collarbone until their orgasms were complete. He was going to pull out of her, but she held him to her.
No, oh God. Dont pull out yet. Just
just stay.
Justin did as she requested, kissing her chin, her mouth, and the side of her mouth. Everywhere he could. She tasted so sweet, he just couldnt stay away.
Well, that was an easy A for my class, Ms. Oakley.