Erotic Story/Crazy Lenny: Mrs. Chika, my favorite ‘teacher'[Part 2]
Lenny's lust for his teacher is about to become a reality in what seem to be an accidental spill during their private session
Mrs. Chika gave a devilish smile when I said that and replied, "I better put you out of your misery then." With that she grabbed the waistband of my boxers and pushed them to the floor with one smooth motion.
My dick popped out of my boxers and stood straight out from my body pointing directly at Mrs. Chika.
He could see it bent slightly. Mrs. Chika took a couple of seconds to simply stare at my dick as it danced in front of her. She finally reached up with her right hand and started to massage the area just at the base of my dick. She let my pubic hair run through her fingers as she rubbed the entire area around my shaft.
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Finally she wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock. Her grip was very gentle at first as she just held my dick in her hand. She tightened her grip slightly and started stroking.
I was in heaven. I couldn’t believe how good this felt. Mrs. Chika started stroking faster with her right hand and reached up to cup my balls with her left hand. She finally whispered, "Cum for me Lenny. I want to watch you cum." Hearing her say those words was more than I could take. Just at that moment she started stroking me even harder and I moaned loudly as I started to cum.
Mrs. Chika had shifted so my dick was pointed directly at her breasts but my first shot of cum was so forceful that it ended up landing near her shoulder.
Stream after stream of cum erupted from my dick as she continued to stroke me. The entire front of Mrs. Chika’s top was now covered with my cum. Large drops of cum were sticking to her breasts and began to slowly drip down toward her stomach.
Mrs. Chika continued to rub and stoke my cock as it softened. She finally collected the cum that was still hanging from the tip of my dick with her fingers and quickly licked it from her fingers. She sat back slightly and looked at me as she spread her legs slightly and pulled her skirt up to her waist. She didn’t need to say anything as her body language clearly said it was her turn and I didn’t waste any time getting to work.
I quickly dropped to my knees between Mrs. Chika’s spread legs. I reached one hand out to each of Mrs. Chika’s knees and gently began to massage her thighs just above her knees. The feel of her firm but soft flesh really turned me on. I slowly allowed my massage to progress further up her thighs and began paying more attention to the insides of her legs.
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As my massage continued I noticed how wet the crotch of Mrs. Chika’s panties had become. The smell also struck me. Mrs. Chika’s strong, musky scent had my head spinning and made my dick start to tingle again. My massage had now reached the very tops of Mrs. Chika’s thighs and I had started to allow my fingers to pass over her pussy. I couldn’t feel much through her panties, but I could feel her wetness.
Without saying anything Mrs. Chika took my hands and guided them to the waistband of her panties and it slipped down to her ankles.
I looked again between Mrs. Chika’s legs and saw the pussy I so often fantasized about for the first time. Her pussy was very hairy and not like anything I had seen in magazines or on videos. Her pussy lips were swollen and covered in her own moisture. I could see the wetness glistening from her vagina and without thinking moved my hands up to feel the wetness. I slowly ran my fingers through the hairs on her pussy.
I cupped her pussy with my right hand and felt her juices run over my palm and fingers. As I explored her pussy Mrs. Chika started to slowly rotate her hips. Occasionally I would look up at her face and found that Mrs. Chika was alternating between watching me and leaning her head back and enjoying the sensations.
Finally I decided I needed to feel inside her pussy and placed a finger at the entrance to her vagina. I slowly started to insert my finger when Mrs. Chika rocked her hips forward and pushed herself completely on my finger. It was wonderfully wet and warm and I quickly inserted a second and then a third finger.
I wasn’t sure exactly what to do so I slowly started to move my fingers in and out. With my other hand I began exploring the area just above her vagina where I knew the clit was located. As I slowly finger fucked her I gently massaged her pussy with my other hand and paid particular attention to any areas that seemed to get a reaction from Mrs. Chika.
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Mrs. Chika had begun rocking her hips more and more and was taking a more active role in the finger fucking. Suddenly she whispered, "Oh Lenny, that’s the spot. Keep your hand right there." Hearing the lustiness of her voice at this moment completely turned me on. I had heard her voice many thousands of times over the past few years, but it had never sounded like that. I concentrated my massage to that small area and really began to watch Mrs. Chika’s reaction.
Very quickly Mrs. Chika again spoke, this time with more urgency in her voice, "Fuck me faster, Lenny." I did as commanded and greatly increased the speed of my finger fucking. At this point, my whole hand was covered with her pussy juice. I felt Mrs. Chika’s pussy clench around fingers and her body suddenly tightened.
Through clenched teeth she cried, "Ohhhh yes." Her pussy spasmed around my fingers and I knew that she was cumming. I continued to finger fuck her as she came and then slowed the fucking as she regained her composure.
The room was silent for a few moments except for the sound of Mrs. Chika’s heavy breathing as she tried to regain her breath. She reached down and took hold of my hand around my wrist and removed it from her pussy. She slowly brought my hand up to my mouth and said softly, "Taste it. Taste me." I did as instructed, slowly and anxiously at first, but then with more enthusiasm as I realized that I enjoyed the taste.
Mrs. Chika moaned as she watched me clean off my hand. When I finished she released my hand and stood up. She stepped out of her panties and pulled her skirt down. She picked up her underwear and walked over to her desk. I was still kneeling on the floor with my own pants and boxers around his ankles. My dick was semi-rigid at this point as I watched Mrs. Chika. She stood at her desk with her back to me for a few seconds and then said, "I think you should go."
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I didn’t know what I expected her to say, but that wasn’t it. I mumbled a quick, “OK." I stood and quickly got dressed. Mrs. Chika walked around behind her desk and sat in her chair. I thought I noticed her quickly glancing at me, but every time I looked at her she would look away. I gathered my school bag and book, with one last look back at Mrs. Chika, I left her office.
As I walked toward home, my head was spinning. I couldn’t believe the encounter I just had, but I was also confused at the way it had ended. I had expected a good-bye kiss or something but instead I had been dismissed. Had Mrs. Chika played me and used me as a sexual ragdoll to get herself off, or had the whole thing been a wonderful spontaneous moment? I spent the whole rest of the weekend either trying to figure out what to do next with Mrs. Chika or masturbating to my memories of Friday.
A couple of times I decided to call her, but I would be fearful. What if her husband answered the phone? What would I say? I ultimately decided that as much as I wanted to I would have to wait for Mrs. Chika to make the next move.
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