The Barmaid and The Teacher

It was the night of Saint Patrick's day, most of the town was out for the night to get wasted, party and have fun. I sat in a club, on a barstool for the first time. My eighteenth birthday just three days before. The club had gone all out and was themed green and gold for the occasion. The bar was littered with green and gold napkins, with sweating glasses of who knows what on top of them. Leprechaun confetti sprinkled carelessly about the floor, and every time the light caught on one of them it looked as if they winked. Above the dance floor where people practically dry fucked each other, were sparkling little paper clovers and gold coins hanging from fishing wire.

I sat on my stool feeling self-conscious, because of the tiny strap of fabric my friends called a barmaids dress. My size c tits were squeezed into a tight white frilled top, while the actual green and brown dress strangled my body until it spilled into waves around my hips coming to mid-thigh. My legs were covered in white thigh highs with cute little green bows at the end. The heels that I wore were unnecessarily too high, due to the fact that I'm 5'10". But I had to admit it did make my legs look absolutely amazing as they went on for miles before stopping at my round firm ass. I looked like a total slut.

I looked around for my friends who had made me come, only to ditch me for the first hotties they could get their hands on. I could care less for the attention though as I turned down every douche who approached me. So in annoyance I made my way outside, to head home. I was pissed that they just forgot about me like that. I didn't even want to go but they had made me. They said I needed to get out of the house and get my face out of a book for a while. I could've been home right now in the comfort of my bed and my nose buried deep inside of the latest book I had been reading.

Suddenly as I reached my car, I bumped into someone, falling on my ass and bouncing slightly. I could feel the rocks embedded deep into the cheeks of my ass and the palms of my hands. Outright cursing the person in my way, until I looked over at the jerk.

"Sorry I'm a little tipsy right now."

I stiffened at that voice. The deep, sexy voice of my gorgeous English teacher, "Oh it's alright.."

As he tried to stand up and right himself I thought, how do i explain myself to my English teacher?! The gorgeous English teacher who was now drunk as hell and was standing in front of me with his hand out, tattoos covering every inch of his arm to his sleeve, as if expecting something. I looked at him confused before realizing that hand was there to help me up. I hesitated as I looked up at his gorgeous face, which always seemed to have that five o'clock shadow, those brown eyes that made my knees weak and my panties wet, and that frohawk which was spiked up with gel. I laid my hand in his and he pulled me up a little too hard. I lost my balance from those damn heels and I fell into his chest. My fingers splayed against it and I could feel the muscle moving underneath. I felt his hands on my waist as he lightly lifted me away from his body, and I reluctantly let my hand fall as it slid down his chest. I sighed at the loss and looked up at his towering frame.

"Thank you Mr. T, are you going in for a drink?"

"Don't worry about it, and call me Jake outside of school. Mr. T makes me feel old. But no, I think I had one too many... Do you think you could give me a ride home? My designated driver bailed on us."

"Yea no problem, I was just on my way to leave." I turned towards my car, and hit the button that unlocked the doors. I moved the leprechaun hat headband off the front seat that I had there and threw it in the back. Those things are such headaches. I started the car and pinched my legs tight together feeling my clit start to throb as my mind wandered to the sexy forbidden man who sat in the seat right next to mine.

I kept sneaking peeks at him every chance I got. I thought about those lips kissing my neck and those hands tracing the curves of my body as they made their way to my sensitive little bud. It's not like he noticed at all, his head lolled side to side as if he were sleeping, and he made the hottest, sexiest groaning noises I could possibly imagine. I kept him conscious enough to tell me how to get to his house, and he sleepily pointed me down each street until we stopped in front of a cute little one bedroom house.

I tapped his shoulder and told him that we were at his house and he blinked at me before mumbling something incoherent. I sighed and shook him more violently and his head shot upright and he stared at me in what I would assume a confused expression.

"You're home Mr.- Er I mean Jake." I got another mumble of some oh and some other jumbled mess of words and he opened the door and threw his legs over the side of the seat. As he stood up, I watched and laughed at he fell flat on his face into the grass. I turned my car off and stripped off my heels. Walking around the car I stopped to close the passenger door and help him stand up off of the ground. From there we made the long journey from the car to the front door of his house.

I couldn't help but be amused that he was struggling to put the key into the keyhole. He continued to struggle and curse at himself, so I stepped in front of him and grabbed his hand wrapping mine around it and steadily slide the key in. Letting go as he twisted and unlocked the door. I went to step back and leave but stopped abruptly as my back bumped into his chest and my face slammed into the arm he had propped up against the door jam. My breath caught in my throat as he pushed the door open to his house, his hand falling to my hip and face into the cradle of my neck, breathing in the smell of my hair. His cool breath fanned my neck as he exhaled and I shivered. He nudged me with his hips inside of his house and I stumbled in barefoot.

"Mr. T?" I asked nervously. I groaned quietly as he stepped in with me and slide his other hand to my waist as well. He kicked the door shut with his foot. I turned and stared at the door gulping. I looked at him as he stared down at me, a triumphant smile spreading across his face. I watched as his eyes roamed my body, clouded over with lust. He stepped towards me as I stepped backwards. I could see from the glint in his eye he enjoyed a chase and I was about to give him one.

"Mr. T what are you doing?" I snuck around his black leather couch to get something between us.

"What we've always wanted but never had the chance to do it." I stared at him wide eyed as he started to make his way around the couch, but I countered his movements, doing the opposite of everything he did.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I said innocently, running around his coffee table as he jumped over the side of the couch.

"We both know what I'm talking about." He reached for me but I dodged him and ran down a hallway that had three different doors with him hot on my heels. I ran to the door farthest from me hoping it was a bathroom only to stop dead in my tracks as I stared at the huge king sized bed in the middle of the room, covered in black sheets and blankets. I immediately ran back out of the door only to slam into Mr.T who wrapped his hands around my waist and picked me up, causing me to wrap my legs around his to stop from falling backwards. I gasped as I felt what I never thought I'd get to feel ever in my life. His huge cock.

I had seen the outline of it through his basketball shorts as he passed by me after school one day and I couldn't help but stare. Right now I couldn't help but moan. What was wrong with me?! This is my teacher, who I have been fantasizing about for months. Who right now has the biggest hard-on pressed right up against my clit and I didn't want to stop him. I felt soft silky material beneath my ass as he set me on his bed. Not giving me the chance to get up and run he immediately slid between my legs. He gripped my ass pulling me up the bed with him as he looked down at me.

"So beautiful." he murmured, sliding his hand up and down my thigh. His other arm propped his body up on his elbow so he didn't crush me. "Such a teasing little outfit."

"Mr. T, you're drunk." I tried to reason with him. My hands pushed at his chest lightly, not even giving the effort to push him off.

"Nope, just part of the plan to get you here." I opened my mouth to reply but in that same moment he ground his cock against my mesh thong and I let out a tortured moan. Knowing I couldn't have it was killing me. He grinned down at me.

"Liar." I whispered, sliding my hands over his shoulders and around his neck pulling him closer. But I could just have a little taste and leave soon. He growled and pressed his lips to mine and I didn't stop him. I thrust my fingers into his hair and pulled his mouth closer to mine. We began the fight for dominance, every time I would think I'd won he pushed back until I gave into him. Letting him explore my mouth with his tongue, I wrapped my legs around his waist. He leaned up, pulling me with him and slid his hands under the barmaids dress, squeezing my luscious ass. I gasped as he broke away from my mouth trailing little wet kisses down to my neck. I could feel his fingers slip to the zipper on my back, but I grabbed them and moved them back to my hips muttering "Nuh uh."

He groaned and his lips latched onto my soft spot, which made my hips jerk forward. I looked down to where my dress was bunched around my waist, and you could see how soaking wet I was. I was so fascinated by the sight, I started to rock my hips back and forth. Little pants and moans escaping my lips. Mr. T released me and let his head fall into the cradle of my shoulder in pleasure, his hands gripping the sheets on either side of my head. His muscles straining with effort, as he pushed back up to look at me.

I looked up at him, his gorgeous eyes closed. His lips slightly apart as he groaned. I could feel him push his hips so he could grind against me harder.

"Alexia! You're killin' me!" At the sound of his voice I stopped. Millions of thoughts ran through my mind as I stared up at him, scared. He looked back down at me in confusion. I pushed him as hard as I could off of me and I did the one thing I knew best... I ran.

I turned the corner out of his room by memory and caught sight of the front door. I sighed in relief as I made it there, my fingers wrapping happily around the knob. But I was too slow as Mr. T barreled into me and his body crushed me into the door.

I gasped as he pinned both of my arms above my head, kissing the exposed silky skin of my neck and shoulders. "Silly, silly girl." he whispered "You're just making me harder. "

He pushed up the bottom of the dress, and I felt the hot, hard, smooth skin of his cock press between my ass. There was no barrier between us. No clothes in the way. His fingers twisted their way through my hair before roughly turning me around and pulling me to my knees. I yelled out in pain as my hands reached up to grab his wrist and ease some of the pressure. But I came face to face with a monster. His cock had to be at least 10" and so thick around. It was so long and hard. It throbbed and bounced with need. Its purple head shining with precum was slapped against my lips, waiting for me to open up. I could feel my tongue snake out, licking the salty gooey mess at the top of his beautiful cock. As soon as it did I moaned, wrapping my lips completely around his engorged head. I sucked off as much as I could before he pulled out of my mouth with a pop.

"God damn!" He pushed his cock back into my awaiting hungry little slut mouth, only farther this time. He pulled back out and did the same thing again. I could feel him at the back of my throat and I tried to push him away as I started to gag but he didn't relent. He kept pushing forward and tears came to my eyes. I looked up at him, my nose pressed against his stomach and I couldn't breathe. He pulled back and I gulped for air right before he pushed balls deep into the back of my throat again.

"Good little slut... take that big cock all the way down your throat." he moaned. He reached down and basically ripped my top in half, my tits popped free as he groaped and pinched my nipples. which made me moan around his cock. He started to face fuck me hard, his hands holding the sides of my face as he did. "Look at me baby!" he ordered. I looked up at him as innocently as possible. I started to suck, my tongue worked laboriously against his shaft, my hands reached up and massaged his balls, coaxing the cum out of him. My head worked back and forth with his thrusts, meeting him every time he bottomed out. He grunted and yanked his cock out of my mouth. He tapped it few times on my lips and cheeks before pulling away. I leaned forward trying to get it back, my tongue hanging out, landing softly on my hands with my ass in the air.

Mr. T leaned down and picked me up bridal style, and carried me back to his bedroom. He sat me on the edge once again, this time undoing the dress and sliding it down over my shoulders. I couldn't do anything but sit and watch as he leaned down and slid his lips over my nipple while his other hand pinched my right one. As he released me, he gripped my hips in both of his hands and lifted me. He flipped me over until I land flat on my belly, the wind knocked out of me in one big whoosh.

"What the-" I start but his hand came down hard against my ass. I could feel my eyes bulge and my hands go back to protect my newly red cheeks. He didn't care though, he gripped both of my wrists and held them behind my back. I cringed readying myself for another swat.

"Such a bad little girl, running away from me." he tisked, his fingers massaged my sore butt.

"I'm sorry, I won't do it again." I tensed up as I waited for his reply but it never came, only another hard smack. This one brought tears to my eyes and caused me to yelp. Jake groaned as he lightly ran his fingers over my glowing cheeks again.

This went on for five minutes, alternating between cheeks and rubbing them after each smack. Although with each smack my pussy gushed. Tears that streaked my cheeks were wiped off when he sat me up on his lap. I looked at him angrily, but he only laughed and pushed my legs on either side of his. I crossed my arms and sniffled. I didn't realize how ridiculous I looked until I looked down and remembered that i had nothing on but my silly green thong. That soaked green thong. My lust hit me hard once again. As if they had a mind of their own, my hips started to rock again.

Jake's jaw tightened, a thing I noticed he does when he is frustrated. His hands once again gripped my hips, this time he twirled me upside down. I yelled at him slapping whatever I could do to hurt him, not wanting another spanking. But he literally ripped my thong off of me and covered my throbbing hot little pink pussy with his mouth. I screamed in shock, my nails digging into the skin of his legs. With one arm around my waist to hold me up, the other was sliding through my folds, teasing my little hole. His tongue twirled around and around until I almost blacked out in pleasure. The knot in my belly just kept tightening, I was so close to the edge but Jake wouldn't push me off. He just kept doing what he was doing.

I screamed and moaned and begged him to make me cum. "MR. T PLEASE! UUUUUGH!" I was losing my mind, but he just kept up with his torture.

I started to become desperate "Jaaaaaaaaake!" Finally he relented, he laid me down quickly on his bed, and pulled my to the edge. His thumb rubbed circles on my clit keeping me stimulated as he shoved/forced his huge cock deep into me. I felt like my heart stop as my whole body quived and shook. i couldn't breathe. I saw white light, stars, god even. Never once had I had such an intense orgasm. Wave after wave washed over and i screamed over and over as he slammed his cock in and out of me. When i came off of one orgasm another one immediate followed. My pussy continuously convulsing and squeezing him, milking him of his cum.

"Alexia! God Damn it stop cumming!!" he roared at me

I half screamed half cried "I can't!' The orgasms were getting exhausting and I felt like I was about to pass out.

His thrusts were becoming erratic, the rhythm he had was lost. He was a man on the verge of cumming and I panicked.

"Jake no! I'm not on any birth control!" but he either wasn't listening or he didn't hear me because he slammed himself all the way in my cunt, bottoming out, his cock head flat against my cervix which leads straight to my womb, and he exploded. I could feel every gush of cum he blasted into me, and it sent me into another round of orgasms. A mixture of our cum oozed out around his cock. Jake was kept trying to push his cock even deeper.

"Yes baby take all that cum!" he growled "YOU'RE MINE!" I moaned at that. His possessiveness made my heart clench.

His cock finally stopped spewing cum and his body collapsed on top of mine. His softening cock still buried inside of me, holding in all of his cum.

Jake kept whispering mine as he kissed all over my face. My eyes, cheeks, nose, chin, lips. I lay there dozing in and out of consciousness. I could feel his arm under my body pulling me up further into his bed. I barely remember his head rested between my tits and his fingers lazily drew circles over my belly. My hands drifted to his hair and back doing the same. But I'd never forget what he said

"My, our, baby will be here soon." and he kissed my belly where my womb is. I was too exhausted to argue and I fell into a peaceful sleep.