After School Special - Part 2

"No...no ma'am." I moaned a she slowly pumped my cock in her hand.

The sight of her long slender fingers around my swollen cock was incredible, although it quickly became a second thought as she lowered her mouth to my oozing tip. Looking up at me, she said softly, "Tell me what you want."

"Miss Ross would you...." I swallowed, "Suck my cock?"

"This beautiful cock?" she asked, "This nice young hard cock?" she blew on the tip causing my hips to twitch, "I'd love to, Todd, know why?"

"W...why?"

"Because I love sucking young hard cocks and I'm going to swallow every fucking drop!"

"Oh goddamn." I moaned as her tongue flicked across my cock.

"That's right Todd, I am going to give you the longest hottest blow job you ever had, and then after you suck me off I am going to let you fuck the shit out of me right over my desk!"

"T...thank you Miss Ross." I moaned.

It sounded lame, but she giggled, "I like that! Very respectful, now where were we?" she again teased her soft wet tongue around the head of my cock. "That's right I was going to blow you!"

Miss Ross opened her mouth wide and lowering her mouth wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock and started to....

I jumped as my cell phone rang next to me.

"Shit!" I exclaimed as I picked it up, I'd been on a roll!

"Yeah?" I answered.

"Hey Todd its Kim, what're you up to?"

"Just doing some writing." I answered as I leaned back in my chair away from the keyboard.

As I did I became aware of the throbbing erection between my legs. As always I wondered if other people who wrote erotica got turned on by their own work. Then again I didn't always; usually it was when I was working with my favorite subject matter, Miss Ross.

"Good!" Kim exclaimed, "That's why I was calling, to make sure your flighty ass remembered that our final story for Miss Ross's writing circle is due tomorrow."

Oh, fuck me! I thought, I had to have that e-mailed off to Miss Ross before midnight tonight. Out loud I answered, "Nope, I actually remembered this time."

"I'm glad." Kim said, "You're always late and I don't get it, you're stories are really good." She paused then added, "They're always my favorites in the group."

"Thank you." I said with a smile.

I was pretty sure I was Kim's favorite in general and had been thinking of asking her out. Kim was a pretty petite little blond who was as sweet as she was cute. I'd been holding back because lately I'd been obsessed with older women. Miss Ross in particular, but she was only a fantasy, there were however quite a few older women who came into the restaurant I waited tables at and I swore some of them were flirting with me. I'd been writing about cougars for the last year now and was dying for the actual experience.

Because I was raised not to be a player or dog as my old man put it, I wouldn't fool around with one if I had a girlfriend so was stalling on dating in hopes of landing some older sex crazed Milf.

"It's true." Kim said, bringing me back. "You're a good writer; I think you could do it for a living if you wanted to."

'Don't know about that." I told her, "Thanks for thinking of me tonight Kim, I appreciate it."

"That's okay," she giggled, "I like thinking about you."

Well that was pretty blatant. Frowning, I tried to think of a way to brush her off, but couldn't come up with much and went with,

"I like that you like that! Well listen, I really have to clean this thing up so I'll see you on Sunday at Miss Ross's?"

"I'll be there." She replied. I was getting ready to say good bye when she added, "Hey Todd we're having a cook out Sunday at my house, want to come over with me after the group?"

"Uh...yeah sure." I told her.

Not sure I wanted to go down that path, but didn't want to be an asshole to her either.

"Great! See you then!"

She hung up and putting the phone down, I sighed and thought about jerking off. Usually my pattern was to write my stories while horny because it made the sex hotter. Now however, I was going to have to shelve my latest nasty little piece currently dubbed "After School Special" and get to work finishing the lame horror piece I was doing for the group. Maybe I would take a few minutes and watch some porn, get off and get to work. Of course I could always just close my eyes and think of Kim. In fact it was getting pretty obvious that I could do more than spank it to her, she was giving some pretty clear signals.

As I sat up and clicked save on my latest Miss Ross driven story it occurred to me that I probably should get something going with Kim and give up on my stupid fantasies. I'd been watching and writing too much porn lately. I minimized the screen on "Special" and stared at the next document which was my goofy vampire story for the group. As I read the uninspiring words I realized it could be a decent story if I tossed some hot sex in there. I doubted that Miss Ross would appreciate that though. I grinned as I thought that in any scenario I could envision she would not only appreciate it, but play with herself while reading.

Sadly, that Miss Ross only existed in my head. In reality she was just an attractive teacher that supplied a lot of eye candy and fantasy to countless students over the years. Although I doubt there were any others that took it to the degree that I did. For me she had become nothing short of an obsession. Billy had once asked me if I thought Miss Ross was the hottest teacher we'd ever had. I had answered that never mind teacher, Simone Ross was the hottest woman I'd ever seen period!

When I'd had her as a sophomore two years ago she had driven me crazy to the point I'd had to be excused to go to the bathroom so I could jerk off to the thought of her doing....well whatever the hell she wanted to me. In fact I was so into her that when I'd heard she was teaching a creative writing course I'd taken it as one of my senior electives just to be able to see her every day before I graduated. Well there was only two weeks left to enjoy her and I was doing that as much as I could.

Not that I didn't actually enjoy the class itself as I had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what I was writing was dirty stories, or as the web sites called it; erotica. I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews.

Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

While the other half dozen students sat and discussed their stories and other's work, I sat there like a perv, picturing Miss Ross lounging naked on her couch or standing in her shower, rubbing her wet soapy tits. Last class she was wearing a tank top and a pair of denim shorts that had me spanking it all night long. That same day, I'd hit an all time low and while everyone was out on her deck, I'd used the bathroom then sneaking down her hall way slipped into her bedroom and moving quickly had opened her top bureau draw and found myself staring at an array of thongs and lacy bras.

It had taken an act of will not to steal one, but I managed to turn around and walk back out to the deck where I'd sat with my book in my lap to cover my constant erection. It always amazed me that she was single. A woman like that...

"Okay, enough." I said out loud.

Closing my eyes I forced Miss Ross out of my mind so I could finish my project. As I'd stated in my latest story, I did actually need a decent grade in this class to keep my average up. I played the game of telling myself that if I focused and finished "A Vampire's Remorse" I would then watch some milf porn and get off before I went to bed.

Opening my eyes, I cleared my mind and re-read the first half of the story. I then started to type. The first few sentences were forced, but as time went on, I caught on and my fingers started to blur across the keyboard. As always when I wrote I became immersed in the story and got more into than I had thought I would. When I typed the words "The End" I sat back and after rubbing my tired eyes was surprised to see it was ten fifteen.

After giving the story a quick run through spell check I remembered my promise to myself and with a grin minimized "Vampire' and brought up the net. I went straight to my favorite site 'The cougars cave" and started browsing videos. I stopped on one that said "Joe works hard in detention" and clicked on it. The video came up to show a kid sitting alone in his classroom getting lectured by his very hot and provocatively dressed teacher. My eyes widened as I saw she bore a pretty good resemblance to Miss Ross. Same long black hair, brown eyes and very impressive rack.

Having no desire to listen to the stilted dialogue of the alleged plot, I brought the video forward.

"Oh yeah." I whispered as the teacher was now on her knees, sucking her lucky students cock.

The camera panned to show her from behind and I licked my lips at the sight of her perfect ass. I remembered my own story where I had my tongue buried in Miss Ross's ass and as the camera went back to the stunning brunette sucking cock, I began to imagine how I would describe it. I sat up as the rest of my story jumped into my head and clicking off the video brought "Special" back up and began typing at a frenetic pace. My fingers pounded away on the keyboard as in the story I pounded away on Miss Ross.

Of course I didn't start fucking her until she had given me an eye rolling blow job that ended with her letting my cum drool out of her mouth and onto her tits. From there she had hopped back onto the desk for me to take over where I left off and suck her off with my fingers buried in her pussy. I described her as wailing like a banshee as she came beneath my eager tongue and telling me to stand back up and slam the shit out of her. The story then went into the two of us going around the world. My stud of a story self banged her with her legs spread wide, bent over her desk, and doggy style on the floor.

The story ended with her riding me hard and fast on my back on her desk, then us rolling onto our sides, where with her leg draped over mine I fucked the shit out of her until I whipped my cock out and came all over her soft stomach. At that point I was sweating and my cock was aching between my legs. I forced myself to type out some pillow talk dialogue about how she knew she teased the students and had always fantasized about fucking one. In the story Ross told me about how as soon as she saw that note she knew she was going to fuck me and how would I feel about attending 'summer school' with her.

I typed the end and after 'signing it' Hotforteacher copyright Erotic escapes 2012 clicked save and sitting back in my chair, pulled my throbbing prick from my pants and stroked it hard and fast to the images of everything I had just written. I moaned as my cock began spurting and in my mind those streams of thick white cum were splashing all over Miss Ross's lips and tongue.

"Wow." I gasped as I released my spent cock and tried to catch my breath.

I stood and after gingerly tucking my dripping cock back into my pants slipped out of my room and took a quick shower. While soaping myself, I envisioned Miss Ross standing behind me and doing it for me, giving me a nice soapy hand job. Before I knew it I was stroking again and in a surprisingly short time blew another good sized load. After rinsing off I stepped out and as I dried myself off decided that it was time to ask my little blonde admirer out.

My mind was in over drive and I needed to get some actual sex. A guy who I knew at work knew Kim's ex boyfriend and he's said she was a wild little thing so I'm sure I would have some fun with her. I went back in my room and stretching out under the sheets closed my eyes and started thinking about Kim. It would be fun to have someone to do things with and might even inspire some new stories. I was just starting to nod off, when my eyes flew open.

"Oh shit!" I said aloud.

I hadn't sent the damn story off yet! I shook my head, trying to clear it and getting up, staggered over to my computer. Bringing up the story, I right clicked it to send to and after punching in Miss Ross's e-mail sent it off. I closed the screen and as I began to turn saw the time on the computer was eleven forty. Damn that was close I thought as I went back to bed. I almost got myself in some serious trouble.

*****

I awoke to the sound of my cell ringing and with a groan rolled over to answer it. On Friday's I worked six to close and hadn't gotten home until two thirty this morning. By the time I'd settled down enough to sleep it had been close to four and I could barely force my eyes open. The clock on my night stand said eight am and I groaned again. I grabbed the phone and without looking at the number, grumbled, "Who is it?"

"Well good morning to you too, sunshine!" a female voice chirped in my ear.

"Who...who is this?" I asked, trying to place the voice.

"You don't recognize my voice?" There was an exaggerated sigh. "And here I thought I was your favorite!"

"Favorite?" I sat up and shook my head, "Kim?" it didn't quite sound like her, but it was my only guess as I tried to clear the cob webs from my sleep addled mind.

"Kim?" this was followed by laughter. "I guess there are worse things than to be confused with a pretty young girl."

"Look I'm sorry, but..."

"Todd, its Miss Ross."

"Miss....?" Holy shit, how did I miss her voice? I'd only heard it whispering dirty things in my ear for a couple of years now. "I'm sorry! I was sleeping and..."

"No worries, I probably sound different on the phone, and besides," she paused briefly before continuing, "I'm sure my voice isn't the one you would imagine in your ear in the morning."

I paused thinking that was a little eerie after my last thought. Clearing my throat I asked,

"Umm...is everything okay?"

"Well I have a little problem Todd." She began. "I didn't check my calendar and I have a family thing on Sunday I can't get out of. But we need to have the last group so I was wondering if you can make it today?"

"Today?" I frowned trying to recall if I had to work.

"Yes, I called the other students and they all said they can make it, can you?"

As she spoke I had reached out and grabbed the paper I had jotted my schedule down on.

"Yeah sure, I don't have work until eight tonight. What time are we meeting?" I looked longingly at me pillow hoping for a couple more hours sleep.

"Oh, you have a couple of hours!" she laughed, "I know I woke you up and honestly, I'm still rolling around in bed."

"You..you are?" I repeated like an idiot.

"Yup, still in my jammies," she giggled into the phone like a little girl, "Just a pair of boy shorts and a little red cammie top. Not very professional."

"Umm.... No I guess not." I answered weakly as my cock began growing picturing her in a silky little top, her braless tits ready to fall out.