Hi everyone. This is my first story, so please give me feedback but don't be too critical. Let me know if you want there to be more and I will do that when I have the time. Thanks- Jai
“Sarah. Sarah, wake up!” A male's voice calls
“Wh-What’s wrong? Is the plane landing?” I say as I try to wake up
“No, well not not yet. You had a bad dream you were muttering in your sleep…” He says and gently takes my head off his shoulder from where I had made it my pillow.
“What was I saying, Mr. Smith, that made you wake me up. Was I screaming bloody murder because it looks like everything is fine to me.” I snap
“S-Sorry Sarah, I didn't realize you needed you beauty sleep or if you don't get it everyone goes to hell.” Mr. Smith says with a hint of smile on his lips
“Eres un asno sarcástico (You are a sarcastic ass).” I mutter
“But you love me for that.” He says with his knowing smile
“Sh-Sh-Shut up…” I say as my voice trails off.
I guess it's time for a proper introduction. My name is Sarah, I am a senior in high school, I have shoulder length dirty blonde hair, blue eyes with black ray-band glasses and a bit on the chubby side with DD breasts that get attention from almost everyone… I won a writing competition to go to Florence, Italy with a teacher off my schools choice and of course the school had to choose the teacher that I liked.
Mr. Smith is my math teacher. He is in his mid to late 40’s with salt and pepper hair, blue eye, a good athletic build from playing volleyball and coaching it, he's at least 5’5. He is a sarcastic ass but that just makes him more fun. Most students wouldn't say that he is there favorite teacher because when he gets mad, it can get scary. I know because I have been in a class where he explodes. He is an amazing sense of style always looking fine in his red sweater and blue jean pants. Luckily he puts up with me and my annoying behavior, always asking him about his life because he tells nothing about him. At least he's a single pringle!
I look over at him and notice that he's looking at me. I mouth ‘What’ at him and he just shakes his head smirking about something. I look down at me to make sure I didn't have food on me or something else, when I feel a hand lifting my chin up and he whispers, “During this trip, just call me Keith please.”
“Why?” I whisper.
“It sounds less wrong that way.” Keith says with a wink.
“Asno (ass).” I say with a stupid grin on my face
“And you love me being an ass.” Keith whispers seductively into my ear
“Keep that up and who knows what might happen to you and your little friend.” I say
“He's not little, he's quite big compared to everyone else you have been with.” Keith whispers into my ear
“For your information, I have only had one boyfriend and it never went that far, so keep dreaming.” I say defensively
“Ok, ok, ok. I will certainly keep dreaming.” Keith says
I flip him the good ol’ middle finger while he laughs, he offers me his shoulder to sleep on for the rest of the ride. When it's time to get off the plane, Keith shakes me awake and he grabs my bag full of books and heads out. I follow wondering what he meant by when he said “I will certainly keep dreaming”. Has he thought of me in that way before or was he teasing with me. I shrug it off thinking it was just him teasing me to see how I would react. We pass through security and head to a limo waiting to pick us up.
“A limo? Why?” I ask
“When you travel with me, it's in style chickadee.” He says, using his pet name for me
“Ok! Let's go to the hotel!” I say
We hop into the limo and Keith tells the driver the hotel name and we are off.
“Hey, Keith. What was I saying in my sleep.” I ask
“Are you sure you want to know?” He says, his smirk back on his face
“Yes!” I say
“Ok, well you were saying Mr. Smith over and over and over again.” He says, his smirk wiped off his face
“Wh-What? Huh. I had a dream where a monster was attacking the store I was in and then I was shopping for once.” I say confused
“I'm telling the truth, I promise my little chickadee.” Keith says
The rest of the ride was in silence and we reach the hotel. A bell hopper was waiting to collect our many bags for the 2 week stay. Keith goes to check us in and returns with two keys, one for me and one for him. We head to the elevator and Keith pushes floor 4, the highest floor that the hotel has. We head up and step out of the elevator. I look around and notice that there are not many doors on this floor. We head to room 27E and open the door.
The room had a massive living room with a 65’ inch tv, 2 couches and 2 recliners. Then it leads off to a full kitchen and two bedrooms both equipped with a king sized bed and 65’ inch tv and a shared full bathroom.
“Wow! This place is huge and look at that view!” I exclaim
“I know! It's so pretty, with the stars in the sky and the full moon! I could spend all night looking at this!” Keith exclaims
“I got first dibs on the room, recliner and bathroom, I gotta pee!” I yell and run to the rooms
Once I reach the room, I quickly close the door. I rush to the bathroom and lock both doors. Once I finish, I wash my hands and unlock both doors. I step into my room and pull all the covers out from being tucked under the bed, I put my suitcases along one side of the room and set up my makeup bag and toothbrush in the bathroom.
“Looks like someone is already getting settled in.” Keith says, making me jump
“Keith! You scared me half to death! You meanie!” I say
“What can I say. You're easy prey.” Keith smirks
“Whatever. Do you need the bathroom or are you here to scare me some more?” I ask
“Actually, I was hear to let you know that for dinner we are going somewhere fancy, so dress nice. Be ready in 2 hours.” Keith says and leaves
“Okay!” I exclaim
I walk into my room and get out my dress. I choose a strapless red dress that ends about to my knees with a black lace thong. The girls are gonna go free tonight, I thought. I undressed and put my dirty clothes into a garbage bag, do they don't mix up with my other clothes.
I walk into the bathroom and shut both doors. I turn on the shower and notice that it has a wide array of choices for pressure, I choose the second to hardest pressure and hop in. I get in and realize that I forgot to bring in my stuff for a shower, I quickly hop out and put on a towel. I grab my conditioner, a poof, some body wash and my razor. I hop back in and put some conditioner in my hair. I grab my razor and set to work on my legs and vagina.
Once I finish that I start to think of Keith. Why does he have to be so perfect? Why does he always have to dress fine and be sarcastic ass and then care in his own little way.
I come back to my senses and I realize that I started to touch myself. I slowly start to build up the speed and softly start to moan Keith as start to work up a fantasy. There I was calling his name trying to find him, when I see the bathroom light on. I walk up to it and push open the door. There he stands, standing there in all of his naked glory, his muscled abs and toned legs, his 3 day old beard and his cock. Oh, his cock, it was a good 8 inches with veins sticking out. I watch as he moans my name, Sarah over and over again, until he finally cums, into his hand. He goes to the sink and washes his cum off his hand. I quickly turn to leave and he says, “Wait, Sarah, wait.” He grabs my arm and turns me towards him.
“This could go wrong very fast.” I whisper
“I know. What do you want?” He whispers back
“Wrong.” I reply
He grins at me and slowly starts to kiss me. On the lips, cheek, arms, hands and collar bone. He takes off my shirt and bra, and starts to fondle with my breasts, I start to moan my pleasure as sucks on my nipples. He moves to my belly and unzips my pants and takes them off. He leads me towards his bed and lays me down, like how you would lay down a new born baby. He kiss me up and down and takes off my thong, noticing the huge wet spot and slowly starts to lick my legs and thighs, slowly getting closer and closer. He starts to lick my clit, gently and teasingly.
“Hurry up! You're killing me, I've waited to long for this!” I moan
“So, you've thought of this before. Does it end gently or rough?” Keith whispers as he moves to lick my ear
“Both.” I say as a devious smile crosses my face
We share another passionate kiss, sharing my juices and he goes to town again. This time he works at a faster pace, until he brings me to climax. I lay there panting because of the experience and get up. I push him down and kiss him some more. His face, his arms, abs. I work my way down and reach his dick. I grab it and slowly move my hand up and down, up and down. I start to lick it. First, at the top and then I take it. I can't go all the way without gagging, just a good 3 ½ inches. I start slow and start to work faster and faster, until he blows. I try to swallow it whole, but damn, he has a more than you think in him! He gently grabs my waist and pulls me down next to him.
He gets on top and says, “Is this your first time?”
“Yes. Please be my first.” I moan, lust in my eyes
“I'll make it extra special, little chickadee.” He says
He gently grabs my hips and his cock slowly goes in, tearing my hymen, making me tear up a bit. I mouth it's okay, so he knows to keep on going. He goes in and out slowly, repeating that until he starts to work up the pace. Soon, he makes me climax and I continue to match his rhythm. I can tell by the look on his face, that soon he was gonna cum.
“Cum in me. I'm on the pill.” I whisper
“You sure.” He pants, clearly straining.
“Yes, you meanie.” I say
He grunts, then cums and lays down next to me. Holding me in his muscled arms.
“Thank you. You make me feel safe.” I say
“Anytime, chickadee, anytime.” He says
We stay in each other's arms a-
“Come on Sarah! I want some hot water too!” Keith yells through the door, breaking me from my trance.
I hurry up to finish and wrap myself into a towel. I knock on Keith's door and hear a muffled come in. I open the door and step in.
“You can have the shower now, meanie.” I say
“Wha? Oh, okay! You took long enough” Keith says with a wink
“Hey! I- that is a nice shower! You can't blame me!” I exclaim
“Well, the view, I see is certainly something.” He says with a smirk, his eyes raking over my body, taking in the towel barley covering my breasts and pussy
“Hey! No looking K-K-Keith.!" I stutter and turn to leave, I look back and...
“You better run or you won't have a towel to cover you anymore!" Keith says and runs towards me
I yelp and run into the bathroom, feeling a hand push me along. I quickly close the door and walk over to the bed. I sit down with a huff and think. Does he want to see me without a towel or was he teasing? Would he actually do that with me or not. It's hard to hold a crush on a teacher, you have act normal but you really feel nervous talking to them and there's the chance of saying something stupid… I lay back on the bed and close my eyes.
‘I was running through a corridor when suddenly there he is, chasing me. No, Mike stop! I don't love you no more, You treated me horribly, making me go crazy! I thought you loved me but you didn't!’ I wake up with a cold sweat. Shoot! I look at the clock and I still have 45 minutes till I leave. I get dressed and realize I left my makeup bag in the bathroom.
“Are you still using the bathroom?” I yell through the door.
“Why do you need it? I just got it!” Keith yells back
“I need to do my hair and makeup!” I yell back
“Fine!" Keith says and opens the door
Wow. I thought. He was standing there with a towel around his legs and shaving cream and a razor in his hands. I stand there and realize, I'm starting. I blush and walk in.
“Shave or no shave.” He asks
“Let me think. Shaved, you look younger but with a beard, you…” I trail off
“I what? Come on, I won't tell. I can keep a secret.” Keith says, with his knowing smile
“You look more manly. So keep it for now.” I say
“Ok, ok.” Keith says
I start to do my hair because that needs the most work. Having thick hair can be a curse and a blessing, but mostly a curse, I blow dry it and ask, “Straight or curled at the ends.” “Curled at the ends, it looks good on you.” Keith says. I blush and start to curl the ends of my hair. I notice Keith looking up and down at me and me looking at him the same.
He was so, how do I say this, perfect. With his abs from working out and his arms and legs from playing volleyball. He just made me feel all warm inside. I notice his eyes lingering on my breast and the start to perk up. He clearly notices and smirks. I sigh, not sure if he is playing a game with me or not. I stare at the towel on him, whising he would remove it. He notices and just shakes his head. I frown and continue on, just barely noticing the dent in the towel. I smile and finish doing my hair.
I set to work on my face and Keith leaves the room to get dressed. I put on a blue eyeshadow to complement my eyes and put in some contacts, so I don't have to wear glasses. I put on some lipstick so my lips stand out and some concealer. I head to my room and straighten up the room. I open my door and notice a note taped to it.
I will meet you downstairs. - Keith
I laugh and head out the door. I push the down arrow of the elevator and it dings open. It goes down and I step out. I notice Keith dressed in a black suite with a red tie to complement my dress. He walks up to me and smiles.
“You look absolutely stunning. Wait can I say that or are you seeing someone?” He says
“Thank you. Me and Mike broke up… He definitely wasn't nice or good. Worst first boyfriend ever,” I say bitterly then add, “You look handsome. You clean up very nice yourself.”
“Thank you, I'm sorry Mike wasn't nice. Let's head to the limo!" Keith says
"Another limo, wow you must really like me then!" I laugh
"You never know..." Keith says
We head to the limo and he opens the door like a gentleman would and I step in. I notice the little drink cart and eye it. Keith steps in and noticed my glance. He laughs and pours us each a drink.
“Thank you!” I say
“You're certainly welcome. I need a drink to.” He says
“What am I just that stressful?” I laugh
“Maybe.” He whispered into my ear
I punch him gently in the shoulder and use him as a pillow.
“You know, I am not hear to be your pillow.” Keith laughs
“But you're so comfy and you are an awesome pillow FYI.” I whine
“Eres un asno sarcástico.” He says
“And you love me for that.” I say back
“Shut up.” He says
We drive the rest of the way there in silence. He gets up to refill our glasses one more time, being careful not to give us to much. He sits back down and I lean in. He puts his arm around me and I notice that my dress might be showing off a little more than it should. I shrug it off and look out the window, watching cars and lights go by, wondering where we are going. I look up at Keith and smile, feeling his eye on me and my dress. We get to the restaurant and I step out. La Bottega Del Buon Caffè, the sign reads.
“Wow, sounds fancy. Not sure my table manners are all that good.” I joke
“You'll be fine. I bet mine are worse.” He says back, leading me in.
“I have a reservation for 2 under Keith Smith.” He says
“Ah, right this way sir and ma'am.” A waiter says
We order drinks me a Coke and him an ice tea. I look at the menu and see Chicken Alfred with a salad and breadsticks.
“So, do you have a special someone?” Keith says
“What? Oh! No, but I have a person in mind of who might be a possibility.” I say, not knowing whether to continue on or not
“What do you mean by possibility?” Keith asks
“Well. I have to know if he likes me or not.” I say
“And, do I know this person?” Keith replies
“Yes.” I say
“Can I get a name?” He prys
“George Clooney.” I say sarcastically
“No, what is his name really?” He laughs
“No, sorry, cant tell you but you might find out one day..." I say
“What music are you listen to?” Keith asks out of the blue
“Well, there's this rapper named Lucidious that I really like. He isn't a big name yet, what about you?” I say
“Well, I like Adele and others.” Keith says
“What would you like to eat ma’am?” The waiter asks
“ Chicken alfredo. For the salad, no tomatoes or onions with ranch please.” I say
“And you sir?” The waiter asks
“Spaghetti and meatballs. For the salad, no onions with ranch please.” He says
We get our food and eat. The alfredo was amazing, the best I had ever had and the salad was really good too. We finished our meal and left. The limo is out front and we hop in. We head back to the hotel, me using his shoulder as a pillow and his arm around me. We head up to the room and step in.
“I know who your crush is.” Keith says
“Wh-what! Who is it then?” I splutter
“You'll find out eventually.” Keith says with a devious smile.
“I want to know now!” I say
“You'll know tonight or tomorrow.” Keith says and walks to his room
I groan and stomp to my room. I close the door and knock on the bathroom door. I hear no reply so I step in. I lock his door and use the bathroom. I unlock the door and wash my hands. I open up my door and step in. I undress and dress into something more casual. A pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. I go back to the living room and sit on the couch stretching out. I turn on the tv and close my eyes. I wake up and find a blanket on me and a pillow under my head, I smile.
I look at the time and it's 11:58! I wake up and head to my room. I open the door and enter. I close the door and lay on the bed. I start to touch myself and moan quietly, slowly getting louder and louder. I start to undress taking off the sweatpants and the t-shirt. I moan louder not caring if Keith can hear or not. BANG!! The door to my room flyers open and I look up, shock in my eyes.
“What's going on? Who's trying to kill you!?” Keith says looking around with wide eyes, then finally noticing me and my lack of clothing, turning red.
“What do you think I was doing huh?” I screech
“D-Do you want to cover yourself up?” Keith asks still red
“Not really! You can't even see most of me anyway!” I say with a sigh
“Ok. That's your choice.” Keith says, stepping in and closing the door and advances towards me.
“What are you doing?” I whisper
“Just be quiet chickadee please.” Keith says, at my bed now
He looks me up and down, taking in every detail of me laying on my back in only a revealing bra and underwear. I hear soft wows and I can't believe it from him every few minutes. I look at him, thinking if he would just leave or do more. I look him up and down and see the growing dent in his pants. I start to become erect under his stare and seeing his growing dick. I reach out and take his hand, squeezing it ever so slightly. He looks at me lust visible in his eyes.
“I know your crush is on me.” He whispers
“Your right, silly, how did you know?” I say
“Well, first it was the muttering in the sleep, the shoulder as a pillow, the whole bathroom thing, the limo rides letting me see down your dress a bit and the shower thing.” Keith says with a grin
“Yea, okay I wasn't be total secret- Wait! What about a shower?” I say
“Well, I heard you moaning my name when you were taking a shower earlier.” Keith says
“But I wasn't loud and you interrupted during a good part. Did you spy on me?” I say with a grin
“I wouldn't call it spying but I wasn't paying attention and I was going to take a shower, when I stepped in a few steps and heard you.” Keith bashfully says
“Don't worry I'm not mad. Come lay next to me please.” I say
“Fine, chickadee.” Keith whispers
He lays next to me and starts to idly play with my hair and thinking.
“Wait you're not mad or disgusted with my crush on you?” I worry
“No, how could I? I have a crush on you too.” Keith admits
“But, you're a teacher you could lose your job.” I whimper
“You're worth it.” Keith whispers into my ear
I turn around and give him a kiss on the cheek and whisper thank you. Keith looks at me and gently grabs my head and gently kiss me on the lips, tentatively at first but then with more passion. I kiss back with force and we start to make out. I start to grab his shirt and unbutton it and slip it off his shoulder. I break the kiss to run a hand over his abs and kiss each one. He moans and his dick comes back to life. I unbuckle his pants and slip them and the boxers off.
“Are you sure?” I ask
“Yes.” He breathes
I look at his dick and run a hand over it. It was bigger than I imagined. It was a good 9 ½ inches. I grab it needing to use both hands because of the thickness of it, wondering how that's ever gonna fit in me. I go up and down a few times, finally taking it in my mouth. I gag a bit at first it being the first dick I have sucked and continue lick that for a few minutes. I go faster until I can tell by the way his breath hitches and he cums in my mouth. Taking all of it, squirt after squirt. I crawl up and give him a kiss and he whispers, “Now let me please you.”
He grabs me and kisses me on the lips and collar bone. He unhooking my bra with ease and taking that off. He grabs my breasts and starts to roll his hands over it, taking one in his mouth, sucking gently at first then slowly increasing the pace. I moan his name over and over again. He moves down to my stomach and kisses it. He grabs my underwear and slides that off. He spreads apart my legs gently, kissing each thigh. He starts to stare at my cunt taking in every detail of my body. He starts to finger my pussy, making me moan even more than starting to lick. He finds my clit and started to suck gently then increasing, putting 2 finger into my pussy making me moan even more. I moan, my breath hitching and cum. I cum so forcefully I have to stop to catch my breath.
“Please.. fuck.. me..” I whimper
“Are you sure?” He asks
“Be my first please?” I whisper
He gets on top of me. He positions himself and he puts his dick to my pussy. He slides in slowly and then goes in, tearing my hymen. I moan even more and he starts to go in and out very slowly, over and over. “Go faster.” I moan. He nods and starts to increase his pace, moaning my name with it. He starts to fuck me like there is no tomorrow and we both moan. “I'm gonna cum!” I gasp the feeling taking over me. I cum and gasp stars in my vision. “Me too.” Keith says. “Don't worry I'm on the pill.” I say. He moans his delight and unleashes. Squirt after squirt, my pussy milking him dry. He collapses next to me and we fall asleep. Me sleeping peacefully for the first time, being wrapped in his big strong arms.
