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‘Yes, I can see it all. Extra credit would be extra special and in so many ways,' I smiled to myself.

The next time Francis showed up for class, I quietly told him that I needed to speak to him at the end.

Following the sounding of the bell, he leaned back on his chair and waited as I talked to a few other students in the hall; after which, I returned to my classroom and closed the door behind me.

"I noticed you've been absent a few times. Is everything okay?" I asked concernedly.

"Sorry about that. Everything is peachy," he smiled.

"That's good to know, Francis. All the same, though, you need to catch up. A little extra credit will help you get back on track," I offered.

"Great. Just let me know what the assignment is and I'll get it done as soon as possible," he said.

"What say we start now, right here?" I suggested, voice deep and husky.

"Okay. I can do that," he intoned.

‘Honey, I'm counting on it,' I lusted inside.

As I moved closer to him, I slid my tongue over the bottom and top of my lips. He watched and put his hands in the pockets of his jeans. He had to be getting hard.

Inching closer, I reached out a hand to his groin area and rubbed ever so gently.

I smiled approvingly when I felt his youthful cock grow. It felt warm and thick between my fingers, not too thick that I wouldn't be able to get my lips around it, though, and, yes, long I noticed having stroked his shaft from base to tip.

It was in that moment that I could see his animal desire. To better get at him and what I wanted, I had Francis stand up and follow me the short distance to my work table. In actual fact, I led him by my hand on his cock and had him sit in my chair.

Francis' face was a picture of wonder as I undid his jeans' button and then slowly dragged down the metal zip, which exuded a telling rasp.

He stuttered a few words but never quite managed to say anything. He just looked down in wonderment, marvelling as I yanked his jeans open.

I was ravenous for his cock. I pulled his jeans down over his boxer shorts. Francis' face was a delicious picture of acute arousal. I loved that I could do that to him.

"And what do we have here?" I teased as I pulled down his underwear.

The cotton slid over his thickness until it sprang free. He was virulent and full of life. His cock was rock-hard, with veins lurching up its length.

I gasped and breathed hard as I took in the magnitude of the towering presence in front of me. If I had to guess, it was about nine inches long with a plum-shaped crown.

"Look at you," I marvelled, fingers, barely reaching three-quarters of the way around his shaft, casually sliding up-and-down his warm dick.

I stroked my hand down and moved my lips to that swollen crown of his. I clasped around him and pushed over. I filled my mouth with his arousal. I had so much saliva in there that I was able to slosh his big cock around like laundry in a washing machine.

My tongue circled his tip, and I rocked my head over him, pinching my lips closely. I used my fist in tandem, jerking him inside my mouth.

"Yes, Miss Finch. Suck my cock. Swallow it," Francis urged.

"Don't you worry, none. I will. And it's Carla, okay," I impressed him to use my first name.

I worked his cock some more. I bobbed my head up-and-down it as I knelt on the floor, my free hand reaching between my humid thighs to stroke my pussy. God, was I ever wet.

I kissed off the tip, smiled at him and then smooched my way to his balls.

I smirked and sucked on his sack. I kissed off his eggs and made my way back up to his cock. It was coated in my saliva and glistened in the room's lighting. I continued to stare at his cock as I pumped my fist over him. I used the spit as a lube with which to pass his mass through my hand.

"Will you look at that," I smiled at my effort.

Francis looked down, shaking his head in disbelief as I said, "Let Carla put this big long cock of yours back inside her mouth."

Francis was a passenger and I was more than happy to treat him as one. I began to wonder how else I could use my body, other than the obvious, to please him, and from my position it seemed obvious.

I opened my blouse and slid it off my shoulders, revealing my plump firm breasts encased in a black three-quarter cup bra; not for long. With my bra unsnapped, I moved it off my tits and then shook my shoulders in front of him. My tits jiggled freely.

"Let me put this big long cock of yours somewhere warm," I mentioned invitingly.

Francis looked on as I rose up on my knees and opened my cleavage around his big cock. I delighted in the sensation as I felt his stiffness in the soft warm embrace of my tits, but I wasn't done there.

I looked down as I moved my orbs over him. I watched his cock emerge like a hot dog in a bun. I gave it a bit of dressing as I drooled a dollop of spit into my cleavage like a naughty slut.

I smiled up at Francis as I began to rock my tits up and down his cock and jerk him between them. His eyes rolled back and he moaned with continued pleasure.

As I toyed with him, I felt my neglected pussy turn more and more sodden with each second that passed. In truth, I was teasing myself. I could go on pleasing Francis for some while, but deep down inside, I needed some attention as well.

I got right up on my feet, hand once more stroking his firm slick cock, and pulled him up and towards me. I kissed his lips wetly and passed some of my saliva to him with my tongue as he stumbled forward.

Stood with my ass against the edge of my worktable, I cooed, "I've got something to show you," and then reached behind me and soon had my skirt undone. I let my hands slowly and seductively follow it down my legs as far as they would reach before I released it to fall to the floor around my heels.

With a step of my left foot and a flick of the right, I managed to kick my skirt to one side. I had Francis' full attention as I stood before him, feet wide apart, and hooked a thumb inside the waistband of my sodden panties, which I slowly peeled down off my ass and hips and soon revealed my pussy in all of its silky smooth glory.

He wasted no time in gazing at my cunt. His cock twitched with approval at what he saw as he eyed the juices that had seeped from inside my warm wet folds.

"You like what you see, what I'm showing you?" I asked as I slowly stroked my middle right finger all the way up my groove.

My finer was quite wet and I held it up for Francis to see. He did more than that, though. He stepped closer as he reached for my hand. I smiled as he drew it up to his mouth and closed his lips around it. I shivered as he sucked and licked it.

"Here, why don't you get a fuller taste," I breathed a sigh as, still with my finger inside his mouth, I hopped up onto my worktable and opened my legs to his invitation. He didn't need to be told twice.

Francis fell into me, and I lay back on my table. His face pressed against my pussy, and he very quickly began to eat me out. The transition was instantaneous. His tongue danced over me and tasted my essence. It seemed to search upwards for my clit, which was more than happy to be found.

My body trembled with delight as Francis sucked and pulled on my wet charged flesh. My pussy was a plump bastion of arousal and Francis' adventurous mouth actively freed my sexual energy.

I began to grind my dripping wet pussy on him and moan, and Francis moaned right back. My pussy swallowed up all of the noises he made and begged needfully for more.

"Yes. More. Get a finger shoved inside me while you eat my cunt," I urged, eyes focused between the valley of my tits.

Francis was in full focus, and it was hot to see. He so wanted to please me, to succeed, and so far he was doing a first-class job.

He probed his finger inside and my core gripped firm around him. He began to work it back-and-forth and then he locked his mouth over me and sucked hard on my clit.

The blood rushed to it, and it became charged with sensitivity. Every casual flick of his tongue felt huge as it lashed across it.

In no time at all, my thighs had gripped the side of his head as my pussy gripped his finger. I managed to take several deep breaths and held the last one as I focused on the deep tension that would soon begin to rise up inside my core.

"I'm going to cum," I announced.

Undeterred by my outcry, Francis kept it up. He pulsed his finger through my core and teased my clit with his tongue, mouth and lips. I was barely able to stand all the sensations at once. I started to cum and I moaned aloud as I ground my convulsing pussy up-and-down his face.

"I, huh, want your, huh, cock," I moaned between gasps.

"I want, I so need you to fuck me," I appealed to Francis.

He moved quickly and calmly. I watched and waited as he pulled his face off me, grasped his cock with his right hand and guided it towards my outstretched legs.

I propped myself up on an elbow and gazed down at his cock. I felt the bulbous crown spread my folds open. It filled me up better than his finger had as it disappeared inside me.

I watched as that big long cock of his moved back-and-forth, in-and-out of my drenched pussy. I was that wet, my juices left a slick trail along the entire length of his shaft.

He drove himself in deep and my mouth opened. I fell back against the table and contentedly let him have his way with me.

"Harder, do it harder. It's okay, I can take it, I want to take it. In fact, yes, make me fucking take it," I urged and spurred him on.

Francis began to buck into me. I felt my tits giggle on my chest with each of his firm thrusts as he pounded that big long cock of his deep inside my pussy over and over again, enough to push me over the edge for a second time.

I trembled below his onslaught as my walls gripped his shaft. I held him there, deep inside me as a warm glow erupted inside my core. I had my legs wrapped around his waist, heels pressed against his ass, not for one second ready to release him.

When I eventually did, he eased himself from my pussy and I felt him leave me. I then did what was natural and fell to my knees. I licked around the head and then popped that firm long cock of his back inside my mouth for a fuller taste.

Francis rather liked that, I noticed, especially when, and for the first time, he used his hands to guide me up-and-down his cock.

I ceded to his influence and soon felt the head of his cock at the entrance to my throat. What can I tell you. I so love the sensation and empowerment that comes from taking a cock inside my throat, and it simply pushed its way inside; albeit with some help from me, of course.

Far from finished with me, while I would have more than welcomed a mouthful of his hot creamy cum just then, Francis took himself from me, dragged me back up and then turned me around.

I leaned forward, and having rested my arms on the desk I felt his fingers, more so that of his palm, swat my left cheek.

"Yes!" I gasped with the sensation and delight.

"It's more sensual with something inside me," I threw out a hint for him to fuck me some more, which he did. First, though, he swung that thick long cock of his up between my thighs and started to rub the swollen tip along my slit.

I found myself grinding and bucking my hips on it in an attempt to have him fill the aching void my pussy felt just then and get to fucking me.

"You want this don't you," Francis breathed into my right ear.

"Say it," he urged.

"Yes, I want it. I want to feel that big long warm firm cock of yours deep inside my cunt, my so oozing wet cunt," I whimpered.

"Then you shall have it," he said and with a smile to his tone.

After the next back sweep he once again, as he'd done several times already, slid his cock forward. This time, however, he used a finger to direct it upwards and I suddenly felt the turgid head of his cock immerse itself in my warm wet pool.

"Yes! So good, so fucking good," I moaned.

I cried out some more with each swat of my ass and I bucked back on that big long cock of his. I held him tight and to me as I gloried in the sensations I felt, mainly that of his cock pulsating as blood raced through his veins.

"Fuck me. Grab a hold of my hips. Yeah, pull my hair," which he did, " and let me have it," I urged.

In no time at all, it was Francis' groin that resoundly slapped my ass, enough to make my cheeks ripple as he filled me over and over and made me release myself over his stout throbbing member for a third time.

"Let me fuck you, now. Sit in my chair," I enjoined and watched, my right hand in my hair, as he did my bidding.

"Stroke it for me," I encouraged, his fist clenched around his shaft in readiness to have me slide my juicy wet cunt down and up his cock.

I, though, taken by what I saw, perched myself on my table, opened my legs and stroked my fingers in pairs down either side of my lips and clit.

"I'm going to make myself cum, just for you," I moaned as Francis gazed at my pussy, the mound of which was noticeably swollen.

I dropped my hand from my hair and brought it down to cup my right tit. I gasped as I squeezed my nipple and felt a burst of low-level electricity surge to my clit and brain.

My cunt ached to once more be filled by Francis' cock and it soon would be. In the meantime, I pulled, rolled and twisted my nipples, first one and then the other. I was close to cumming, only I wanted more. I wanted to cum, yes, but on top of Francis' big long cock.

"I can't wait," I gasped and stepped forward.

I fell onto the tip of his cock and felt it fill me. With one firm agile thrust, I sheathed his cock deep inside my pussy and came. God did I ever cum.

I bucked and gyrated my hips around his pulsating shaft as I came. I bathed his cock in my outpouring. I was that wet, I felt it ooze from inside me and coat his balls on its way to slickening my thighs.

"Fuck me, work my dripping wet cunt up-and-down your cock," I urged, and that, despite the fact I had my bare feet planted on the floor as I flexed my hips and rode the length of Francis' thick cock.

He grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands and began jerking me up-and-down his stiff cock. It was amazing.

"Harder. Really give it to me," I urged his pounding.

Francis slid his hands onto my hips and grasped them tight. He then drew my body up several inches and began pistoning his hips up-and-down.

"Oh...my...god," I rattled under his onslaught, a quite fierce and ferocious one.

Eventually, though, he dropped back to a normal rhythm, this time hooking his cock inside me while leaning me back.

I gazed down at the point of our sinful union, watching his cock, slick from my juices, glide in-and-out of my pussy. I smiled as I brought my right hand between my legs and began rubbing my clit.

"Fuck me, Francis. Fuck me and make me cum," I urged.

"What about me?" he groaned, hips once more swinging.

"What about you?" I teased, just as I felt another orgasm coming on strong.

"Oh, Francis!" I shrieked when he stood up and placed his hands beneath my ass cheeks.

Instantly, I brought my legs up around his waist and threw my arms over his shoulders. He was really fucking me now, no doubt about it.

"You're, yes, good," I cried, just about making myself heard over the loud slapping noises that rang around the classroom each time his groin connected with mine. In doing so, his pubic bone crashed against my clit, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through me.

"I want your cum, Francis. Give it to me, deep inside my pussy. Flood me with it. Now!" I urged, desperate for him to come with me.

"Really?" he questioned, as if thinking I was teasing him.

"Yes. Do it. I want it. I want it all. Every last, yes, hot fucking drop," I urged and moaned, feeling the first blast explode inside my pussy.

The warmth spread out through my core, running into me with wild abandon as more of his virulent seed leapt from his body. Each time his cock flexed inside my pussy, I could feel a further jet of cum fight to find room inside me.

He rested me on my work table as we breathed and gasped from the ecstasy and euphoria.

"Mnn, that, there was amazing. You were amazing," I smiled, stroking his hair back into position as I gazed into his captivating blue eyes.

We remained there, locked in each other's embrace for a minute. When I felt Francis leave me, I squeezed my pussy tight, not wanting to release his flood of cum just yet.

"So, how did I do? The extra credit?" he ventured.

"You did good for your first lesson," I told him, watching as he got dressed and I pulled on my underwear.

"Lesson two starts tomorrow at my home. Be there at five PM," I said, before writing down my address on a piece of paper, which I then folded in half before handing it to him.

"Until tomorrow, then," he smiled, leaving me to finish getting dressed.

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