Liquid Fire (3 page)

I could tell something was up with Ms Rain as soon as I walked in the door. For a woman that was always in control, she somewhat seemed on edge. Her attire was also strange to me as well. I will admit it was hot seeing her in those gym clothes, but I doubt she had just thrown them on randomly, knowing I was coming. Her mood and manner were totally out of whack, and something didn’t seem right.

Ms
Rain had poured me some coke, even though she knew I was one of the few students in any of her classes that drink. She knew I also had to drive home as there was no chance I’d spent the night there. I’d taken a seat in her plushy low to the ground high back reclining chair and instantly felt sucked into it.  She sat down in the chair opposite me and placed my drink on the simple glass tabletop; I guessed she did most of her marking on. Miss Rain started the conversation.

“So
, Sam, this F in your essay is most distressing especially coming from you. Now you submitted this prior to Kate. Was there anything going on that stopped you from achieving your standard like normal?”

“No
, Ms Rain, I don’t get what happened!” I said sternly.

“Please, there’s no need to call me
Ms Rain. Look at me, I’m in gym clothes for god’s sake,” she laughed. “This is as informal as it can get, Sam. Sure you’re in your school uniform right now, but that can change in a hurry. Just call me Alexis.”

I left a lump rise in my throat as Alexis, the name felt strange in my head
. I leaned forward to adjust the pot plant on the table. Either she had no idea that I could see straight down her top, or was doing it on purpose. She straightened up after a few seconds, smiled at me and took another sip while I recovered.

“Alright then, Alexis it is,” I smiled back at her.

It wasn’t like I’d seen down shirts before, but this was Ms Rain, my favorite English teacher. My imagination might have been playing tricks on me as I thought I saw her look up and look at me, ducking her head down again before sitting up properly.

She knew she had caught my attention with that small movement, and leaned in closer to the tabl
e. Her butterfly eyes got to me; their rich sea green colour, bore intently into mine and I froze. I couldn’t help but gaze back, feeling more and more sucked in.

“Sam! Are you ignoring me?”
Miss Rain half shouted.

“No
, Ms Rain, sorry, what was the question? I drifted off,” I replied feeling stupid.

“I said what did you think when you saw your essay? And please Sam, for the last time call me Alexis,”
Ms Rain clearly repeated.

I let out a sigh. “God, I didn’t even know what had happened.” I rubbed my face in frustration. “Did you fix the marking
, Alexis?”

Alexis couldn’t help but lean back into her chair and smile playfully at me. “
And what if I fixed the marking, Sam? What would you do about it?”

“I could report to the HOD or someone,” I said smirking back at her, knowing my plan would work.

“Or… I could report you to the same people for letting Bret copy most of your assignments,” I said winking back.

I
gasped, she had me hook, line and sinker. She must have overheard me talking to Bret today about it. Needless to say I wasn’t happy.

“How do you know about that
, Alexis?” I growled.

“Be careful where you talk about things
, Mister. I could still hear you from inside the classroom. The doors and windows weren’t totally closed you know.”

“You know Bret would be failing without me!” I argued.

Alexis nodded. “I know, but today you confirmed what I suspected for a long time. I like both of you, but his talents lie more on the… athletic side of things. It’s good that you help him out.”

“Sometimes
, I wish he could do it from start by himself and finish it,” I sighed.

“So do I
, Sam, believe me. There’s a terrible lot of paperwork to fill out when a student plagiarizes. It’d be better if it just all went away.” Alexis said the last sentence slowly and swiped most of the folders off the table.

I could see a fiery look in her eye and it was clear to me she wanted to fuck me then and there on that table. With Alexis looking like this, her blonde hair teased around her angelic face resting on her shoulders, I couldn’t help but feel myself getting hard over
her. Alexis had noticed as well; her eye line briefly dropped to my crotch and I tried to discreetly cover myself, turning my thoughts to other things.

Before I knew it, Alexis had wiggled her way to a standing position and was now down beside the chair I was seated on.
I looked at her and she raised a hand to slowly stroke my hair which I allowed. It felt good and reminded me of Kate. My heart twitched at the thought of her.

“You did well on your essay,” Alexis whispered to me softly. “Top marks in the class, maybe even the year level.” She leant forward and up to nip my ear, just like Kate used to do. “I made a copy of your essay and you can have the real one back if you match the grade on it right now.”

I couldn’t help but let out a groan as Alexis grabbed my already stiffening cock as the result of her ear nibble. She was wearing the exact same smell that Kate used to and all I had to do was close my eyes.

“Take off your shirt,”
groaned Alexis. “I don’t want to be seen fucking a schoolboy.”

I could only groan in response to what Alexis had told me to do. The effect she had when kissing my neck was almost paralyzing
; I could feel the sting after every touch of those luscious lips. Finally my shirt found its way over my head, and Alexis ran her hand straight up my chest, sending chills down my spine as her nails ran over my skin.

She grabbed a nipple in her hand and twisted it, tearing a moan from me, while her other hand worked on my belt. The clip snapped out of place
, and Alexis wiggled me down to my underwear. My tip was already poking out the top of it, a compliment to her.  Alexis ignored it for now, and instead moved onto my hips where she could grind away. She grabbed my face and pulled me to her. It was easy to tell who was the dominate one here. Our lips met briefly in a moment of passion. The doorbell rung and shook us both back to reality.

“Get your clothes on!” she hissed, straightening herself out.

“I’m trying!” I hissed back at her.

“Get behind the chair!”

Alexis reached the door and opened it to find a pizza delivery boy standing there. He held out two large cardboard boxes and said hello. Alexis grabbed her purse and handed over the amount of cash for the pizzas, slamming the door. I clambered out from behind the chair.

“You ordered pizza!” I demanded.

“Of course I did, what else did you want us to have for dinner?” she asked.

“Pizza’s fine but why would you buy it now!” I growled.

“Between three and four it’s half price; I don’t have the cash right now to indulge in a lot of things,” said Alexis sadly.

We were now in her kitchen a simple modern design with a few years on it. Stainless steel appliances were prominent as was the multicolored feature wall, mix matched with different
tiles. The first thing that caught my attention was a framed photo on the bench top of Alexis and a very attractive guy in his mid twenties.

“Is this him?” I asked holding it up.
“Your husband?”

“Yeah, Nathan,” Sam replied, dropping her head.

“You two looked really happy,” I said putting it back down.

“We were like you and Kate once. Nothing would be able to keep us apart, not even the distance until he stepped over that landmine. They said there was nothing left of him when they found him. His tags were the only things that were intact.” Alexis was sobbing now.

“Hey, hey come here,” I said holding out my arms.

Alexis walked into me, arms by her side in defeat, her head over my shoulder. We stood there for several minutes, feeling each other’s bodies pressed against one another until Alexis looked at me.

“Do you want to pick it up where we left off?” she asked with puffy red eyes in an attempt to woe me with puppy eyes.

I wiped some tears from them and looked down at her sadly. “I think we killed the moment. I’ll stay for the pizza and give you some company.”

“Hmm, ok what movie do you want to watch?”

We ended up watching
Hansel and Gretel Witch Hunters
, one of Alexis’s favorite movies. We were cuddled in one chair, occasionally leaning forward to take a bite of the meat lovers we had in the box in front of us. Seeing her like this was kind of wrong, but Alexis was incredibly hot, even when she tears streaming down her face. I thought back to Kate who always used to do those slutty things to me. But she was mine, and mine only. I had a feeling Alexis wouldn’t go anywhere.

Cuddling into Sam was nice. It had been a long while since a male had cuddled me and with what I felt about Sam, it made me feel twice as good.
Instead of watching most of the movie, I watched Sam, whose eyes were glued to the TV. Towards the end he turned that blonde head of his and I lost myself in his eyes once again. Sam was too beautiful for his own good.

“I used to love it when my husband looked at me like that,” I murmured then realizing what I had just said. The initial shock wore off and I didn’t care.

“Hmm, what else did you like?” enquired Sam and I turned my attention from his entrancing eyes for the first time.

I looked down and saw his soft finger tips gently tracing up and down the length of my lower leg. Usually my lower legs weren’t a turn on for me, but with Sam touching me there I could feel between my legs g
etting warmer and wetter. I twisted slightly as Sam’s hand moved up.

“Looks like you like that,” he smirked and he lowered his head to kiss my thigh.

I groaned, and grabbed Sam’s hair, taking control. There was no way I was going to let this eighteen year old kid dictate how I was going to get fucked. I was going to fuck him. We were in an awkward position as it was, and there was no way I could have sex curled up like that. I needed to stretch out.

I pushed Sam off me, and it was easy to see the light in his eye ignite again. He too was in the same position, so I grabbed him roughly into a tight hug. Our noses touched and we bore into each other’s eyes once again in complete silence, with nothing but smiles on our faces.

“The bedroom,” I commanded, breaking the silence between us.

Sam went to slap my ass, with a cheeky grin on his face, but I caught his hand. He looked at me surprised. “I’m the ass slapper in this relationship,” I said firmly.

That only made Sam more eager to hurry to my bedroom.

I threw him back first down onto the bed.
Sam’s head and arms bounced off the pillows and I couldn’t wait to strip him down in that very position. Maybe there was some duct tape I could bind him with and make myself appear even more dominate. It was too late for that though. I looked over at the clock on the bedside table that was nearing six thirty.

“What time do you have to be home,” I said sliding onto the bed.

“Friday and Saturday nights I can be out all night,” he replied. I could hear his voice rising.

“Or would you much rather be in tonight?” I whispered grabbing his cock tightly.

Sam only groaned in reply, which I took as a yes. I know if he had duct tape over his mouth, even if he grunted no it would have been a yes. Damn, why was I thinking like this? It didn’t matter. I had a handful of man meat, and I was going to have it all.

Sam was unde
r my control completely, not able to move. I had a feeling that he wanted to be pinned and let me do my thing. He was already turning out to be great at playing submissive. This made me only want more, and I was that wet already; I didn’t think I could get any wetter.

I moved on top of him, feeling his hard dick into my backside, our clothes the only thing keeping it from being buried inside me.

My knees were tucked under my legs as I climbed further up, straddling Sam, leaning forward to pin his arms to the bed. He was totally trapped as I climbed up on him further, moving my lips around his neck, making Sam squirm with delight. They traced their way up further, teasing around his cheeks and nibbling on his ears gently until they found his lips. My hand snaked its way below his waistline. I was cutting straight to the chase, there was no bullshit.

With one hand free, Sam found his way to my top, which he took his time in slowly moving further up my chest. Using just the one hand with the precision was great, so I let his other arm free to see what he did with two.

Clearly, this is what Sam had been waiting for. He took control of me and I was taken by surprise how aggressive he was, considering how nervous he’d been before. The short, sharp ragged breaths were gone now replaced with manly grunts as he flipped me over onto my back.

Sam hoisted off my bra and had it gripped between his teeth. I growled at him and ripped his shirt off his back, my eyes very much stimulated by his well sculpted figure. I slapped him once across the cheek, making him drop the bra, which I threw onto the floor playfully.

“Uh, Sam,” I moaned as he buried his face in between my breasts.

I reached for his head, trying to push him off me and take back control, but he was too strong. It was his turn now to take control
, and he gripped my hands tight, ensuring I wouldn’t fight back. There was nothing I could do, except moan and enjoy what he was doing to me.

My clit was throbbing like crazy, and I’d held out as long as I could while he sucked and twisted my breasts between his mouth and very skilled hands. I’d given up fighting with him long ago and was prepared to do anything he wanted me to do.

I moaned as his tongue traced a wet line straight down my middle. It was clear to feel my wetness, and I was sure it’d leak through my shorts anytime soon. I was grateful when he ripped them off my legs and pushed my panties to the side. His tongue was long and I was somewhat surprised at how well he could move it. It was more than I could have hoped for, during the times that I had fucked myself silly over him.

Sam ate me, with two fingers rubbing over my clit until I reached my first orgasm. It felt long and I groaned in pleasure, crushing
his head with my legs, urging him on even more. “Holy shit, Sam,” I groaned. I could feel he’d taken my juices in his mouth and he opened his mouth to show me.

The predatory look he gave me alone was enough to send shivers down my spine. Sam seemed like a much older and experienced man.

He didn’t let up; as soon as his mouth left me I felt two fingers plunging deep into me. I gasped not expecting to edge so quickly again. Whatever Sam was doing to me I loved it; I wanted more. I hadn’t even tasted his cock yet, but, having already reached my climax once, I desperately needed it even more now. Sam continued to rub my clit furiously, and quickly the second orgasm leaked out.

“Pants off, now,” I could only groan.

Sam complied with my request slipping out into the complete nude. His cock was amazing. He was clean shaven down there, which only made the appeal to lick it even higher. It was relatively long and thick, when it was in his pants, it didn’t do him justice. I sat up quickly, throwing him back down, grabbing the meat in my right hand, slowly moving up and down along the shaft.

Sam could only groan as I squeezed down on him with my mouth, and his cock was covered in my saliva.

Feeling we were both ready, I made the first move, even though Sam tasted delicious. I wanted to know what he felt like inside me. The mouth was one thing but having it buried downstairs would be another thing. “I want you in me, Sam,” I whimpered.

I moved up onto Sam’s waist and grabbed it in my hand, gently feeling my way onto it.
Both sets of my lips parted as I slid onto it, and I released a massive sigh when I was seated firmly on him. Sam thrust up into me, his pace quickening with each to make sure he wasn’t hurting me. All I could do was dig my nails into his shoulders and cry out in pleasure with each thrust.

“Fuck
, Sam! Faster! Oh my god!” were some of my favorite phrases. It was all I could bring myself today, while Sam continued to show me how much of a naughty teacher I had been.

I reached another two fiery orgasms that spilled my juices everywhere, leaking down on to Sam’s groin. After that I lost count.
I left Sam continue to fuck me how he wanted to, whether it be turning me around or getting me on my belly and smashing into me from behind, I loved it.

Sam’s time was near, his ragged breaths had returned and after a minute he quickly pulled out of me. I was on my back as I grabbed his cock between my hands, directing it to my breasts.

After rubbing it like a possessed woman, I was rewarded with a wet, warm sticky load. I released Sam from my grasp and fell back, sinking into the pillows looking at the cum that covered me from neck to belly.  I’d never seen so much before in one place. Needless to say I was completely finished and just had the best sex I’ve had in a long time.