All weekend long, my roommates tried to get me to tell them what had happened. Knowing that one of them was a big blabber-mouth, all I would tell them was that he had had me correct my test and we went over some of my homework papers. I knew that if she was to ever find out, she would have it all over the school and both Mr. Raney and I would be in serious trouble.

On Monday, my classes seemed to pass very slowly. I didn't wear any panties today so that Mr. Raney could get a peek of what he would be having again tonight. Instead of doing his usual pacing around the room, he stayed mostly in front of the room where he could clearly see up my uniform skirt. The bell signaling the end of the day rang.

As I was leaving Mr. Raney's class, he called, "Wait a minute please, Miss Whitmore." Stopping just short of the door, I told my friends to go on and that I would catch up. Once they had left, I walked back to his desk. Mr. Raney stuffed his papers into his brief case and said, "I just wanted to remind you of our tutoring session this evening at six. Also, you don't have to wear your uniform tonight. You can wear what you like." Looking up at me, he gave me a devilish grin and a chuckle before saying, "Dare I say, whatever it is you wear, you won't be in it very long."

To pass the time until six, I finish up what little homework I had, showered and then dressed. Since it was mid spring, I put on a pair of denim shorts and a pink tank top with nothing underneath. When we weren't in class, and on our own time, we could wear what we wanted. It was only when we were in class, or some school function, that our uniforms had to be in correct order.

It was going on six when I slipped my sandals on and headed for Mr. Raney's office. Just like before, I met him outside of his building a little before six. Tonight he was dressed in blue jeans, t-shirt, and sandals, which by the way, made him look even heavier. With his briefcase in hand, mostly for pretense purposes, we once again went through the three doors leading to his office. Once inside, Mr. Raney sat the briefcase down by his desk. I sat down on the small couch at the back of his office.

"I've thought about you all weekend," he said as he approached me, pulling his t-shirt off as he did. Once again, looking at his graying chest hair and large round stomach began to turn me and I could feel my pussy moistening. Reaching the couch, he sat down next to me. "Sit on my lap," he said, patting his leg.

Placing a knee on each side of him, I slowly lowered myself onto his lap. My breasts now directly in his face. I had become so excited that my nipples poked through the lose fabric holding them in. Mr. Raney rubbed my tits through the fabric, occasionally pinching the nipple. "MMM," I moaned as I gyrated my hips, "That feels good." His hands slipped from my breasts, down my flat stomach, and then back up my shirt. I raised my hands over my head as he removed my shirt, sucking on my tits as he pulled it over my head and off arms.

"Oh yeah," Mr. Raney lowly said, "There’s the little titties that I've been thinking of." I moaned as he roughly rubbed them. "Yeah," he said, "you like it rough don't you Jesse." "Yes," I moaned. "It feels so good." I began to grind my pussy onto his now hard cock through the fabric that we each wore. "Oh fuck," he gasped. "You know just how to tease a man, don't you, you little slut?"

Sliding back on his lap, I reached down and undone his jeans. "Let me take them off," I begged. Mr. Raney smiled as he watched me remove his pants, underwear, and sandals. With him still standing , I knelt before him and stroked his hard seven and half inch cock before placing it in my mouth. "Ahhh," he moaned as watched my head bobbing up and down on his thick shaft. "That's it Jesse. Just like that. Yeah, just like that."

I increased my pace and suction on him as Mr. Raney placed his hand on my head and forcefully fucked my mouth. Each push nearly made me gag. "Oh, you little bitch," he moaned, "you're gonna make me cum." A few more rough strokes and I could feel his hot, salty seed hitting the back of my throat. His dick remained deep in my throat, causing me swallow ever drop. "Oh Jesse," he said as he fell back onto the couch, "you're the first student that has swallowed it. The others all gag it back up." Patting the back of the couch next to him, he continued, "Get up here. I want to taste your sweet pussy again while I rest up."

I sat on the back of the couch as he rubbed my pussy through my shorts. "I can tell that you want to have my cock in you again," Mr. Raney said smiling lustfully. "Oh God yes," I moaned as I raised my hips up slightly to let him pull my shorts off. "MMM," he moaned as he spread my legs wide apart. "Look at that perfect pussy," he said as he rubbed my clit.

"MMM Mr. Raney," I moaned. Looking down, I watched him as he rubbed my clit. "All weekend long," I continued, "I've wanted to feel your hands on me again; touching and fondling me." I moaned again as his tongue slowly licked up my wet pussy, flicking my clit once he reached it. "Oh fuck, Mr. Raney," I gasped. Again his tongue made a swipe up my love hole. "God, does that feel good," I again panted. His tongue now quickly flicked at my swollen clit causing me climax. "MMM Delicious," he said as he tasted the juices flowing from me.

Mr. Raney slipped first one and then two fingers into my wet, steaming pussy. I moaned as his thumb rubbed my clit as his fingers continued to move in me. "Fuck me, Mr. Raney," I begged. "Oh please fuck me. I've got to feel your cock in me." "You do, huh," he said, continuing what he was doing. "What if I want to make you wait?" "Please, Mr. Raney," I pleaded again, sounding more desperate this time. "I need you in me. Please, I'm begging you." Mr. Raney was silent for several seconds as he continued to rub and finger me. Finally he said, "Lay down on the couch."

I eagerly lay back onto the couch, spreading my legs wide. I placed one foot on the floor and one on the back of the couch. Mr. Raney lay on top of me and smiled down at me as he pushed his cock into me. "Oh, you tight little slut," he moaned as all of his seven and half inches slid into my dripping wet pussy. "Oh Mr. Raney," I panted, "You still feel so huge. God, I love the feel of your cock in me."

Mr. Raney didn't speak, but started to slowly move in me. Pulling his dick nearly all the way out, he would then ram it back in roughly. "Oh yes," I would scream each time he did this. "Oh yeah, Jesse," he finally said, "you're the tightest student that I've ever fucked. Shit, I love the tightness of your pussy." I came as he rammed his cock into me one last time before pulling completely out. He then sat down on the couch. "Ride me, Jesse," he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me up to him. "Ride me."

Spreading his legs, he turned me around so that I was in reverse cowgirl. Slowly at first, I raised and lowered my pussy on his cock, but the more I did, the better it felt and the faster I went. Soon I was cumming again and again as I rode him through four orgasms, screaming "Oh God Yeah" each time.

Pushing me off of him, I fell over onto the couch and pulled myself up so that I was leaned over the back of the couch with my ass pointed towards him. Getting behind me, he spread my legs wider apart and knelt down on the couch. I could again feel his cock pushing deep into me. Grabbing my long strawberry blonde, he pulled back hard until I was looking up at the ceiling.
"Oh God," I gasped as his roughness made me cum.

"You're nothing but a little teasing cunt, aren't you," Mr. Raney smirkishly asked as he started to slowly fuck me. I could feel his large stomach hitting my ass as he pushed deeply into me. "Just a fucking cunt" His pace slowly increased until he was slamming his cock into me, screaming at me to "take it, bitch, take it". Over and over I screamed "yes" as he rammed his cock into me. I came several times as he fucked me like this.

Soon Mr. Raney let out a groan and I felt him release in me. "Oh fuck, Jesse," he moaned as he released my hair and grabbed my hips, pushing him deeper into me. My shoulders collapsed onto the back of the couch as he continued to hold my hips in place. "Cumming in you felt so good," he panted.

It was then that it occurred to me then that Mr. Raney had just came in me. He wasn't wearing a condom and I wasn't on the pill either. "Oh shit," I said as I tried to pull off of him. "Neither of us has protection of any kind." "Don't worry," he said, pulling me back to him, "I can't have kids. I've never been able too due to a childhood accident." After hearing this, I relaxed and wiggled my hips on him. For several minutes, we stayed in this position.

"I'll see you again," he said as we dressed. "I have ball games the next two nights to cheer at," I said. "MMM," he moaned lustfully. "Why don't you come by Wednesday night while you're still in your cheerleader uniform? I'll be waiting outside the building for you after the game." "MMM Sounds good," I purred as we walked out of his office.

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