Ultimate Erotica Collection (12 Hot Erotica Stories) (10 page)

The instructor started writing key terms, places, and dates on the dry eraser board, still talking to the class. For Nathan, he had other things on his mind. Suddenly, Kelly shifted in her seat still facing the front of the room, yet her body was facing sideways, giving her a not-so-obvious angle to see Nathan. Their eyes met again with smiles that almost caused them to laugh, since they caught each other looking. Nathan decided to play it cool and look straight ahead, as if he
 
was tuned
 
into what the instructor was saying; but he wasn't. Instead, his imagination put he and Kelly in the classroom alone for a little "role play." Nathan was the instructor and Kelly was the student, the student who showed up late for class and had to write sentences on the board after school.

Instead of the casual sexy skirt she had on in class, Kelly had on a tight body-fitting skirt as she wrote repeatedly on the
 
board-
 
"I will never be late for Nathan's class again!" Nathan
 
was dressed
 
like a distinguished professor from Harvard, wearing glasses to go along with his "preppy" type clothing. Nathan sat on the other side of his desk in a chair, allowing plenty of room for Kelly to write on the board side of his desk. However, Kelly was beginning to run out of room, bending and squatting lower and lower toward the end of the board. Nathan's eyes pierced her ass, especially once her body skirt gradually raised up higher upon her thighs. Her long legs worked to his advantage, helping to
 
reveal
 
that she wasn't wearing any panties, a thong; not even a
 
band-aid.

Kelly must have
 
tired
 
from squatting, because she suddenly decided to stand up with knees slightly bent, so she could finish writing at the bottom of the board. Then, Nathan caught the view of a lifetime. Kelly stood with her legs spread about three feet apart and bent over. As a result, the bottoms of her ass cheeks hung out a bit. The gap between her legs was wide enough for Nathan to see her clean-shaven pussy,resting perfectly with tight perfection. Nathan remembered he had a ruler in his teacher's bag that looked a lot like a computer bag.

"I'm done professor," Kelly said with a sigh as she started to turn around. "Erase it!" Nathan quickly ordered Kelly before she could even look at him.

"Fine," Kelly replied with an attitude.

"What was that?" Nathan asked her as he slowly stood up with a wooden ruler in his hand.

"I said fine," Kelly repeated with heightened irritation, erasing the dry eraser board as fast as she could. When she finished, she turned around as if to voice further
 
frustrations-
 
until she found Nathan standing there. He was standing so close that his tongue could lick her lips.

"You wanted to say something, Kelly," Nathan said.

"No, sir, only that I'm sorry," Kelly told him. Nathan thought about it for a moment, then took off his glasses. Next, all Kelly heard was the tapping of something against his pant
 
leg-
 
the ruler.

"Is that for me?" Kelly asked him. Her eyes followed the ruler as if she was in a trance, before grabbing his ruler hand. Kelly looked into his eyes, then gently kissed his lips. Nathan didn't react to the kiss, and kept a blank stare on his face. Again, Kelly kissed his lips, but this time she followed up by softly licking and sucking his bottom lip. Seconds later, the ruler, slowly eased up against her leg, then up her up her skirt as Nathan kissed her back. The ruler raised her skirt high enough to expose her ass and peach-like pussy that Nathan started rubbing with an opened hand. All of the fingers on his right hand were held close together
 
in order to
 
fit tighter between her legs, and rub as much pussy as possible.

"You going
 
to be
 
late for my class again?" he asked her before gripping her pretty cunt. Kelly gasped for air, yet re-gained her composure before answering,

"No, sir, I won't." Nathan backed her into the dry eraser board, then worked his fingers into her pussy with one hand just as he grabbed her face with the other. Kelly raised a leg up and quickly locked one around his leg. Nathan kissed her hard on the lips, and she loved it. All of a sudden, her hands raced his to undo his pants and pull out the large black dick he had. She thought she felt something hard when she turned around earlier and found him standing in her face. Not only was she right, but she
 
was thrilled
 
to know that what she felt earlier, was maybe only half of his dick. Noticing his belt was undone, Kelly took both hands and yanked his pants down far enough for his long black cock to operate. Nathan grabbed the back of her neck with hand, then spun her around with the other before bending her over against the dry eraser board. After this, he pulled up the rest of her skirt, grabbed the ruler off his desk and popped her ass with it. Kelly made a high-pitched noise, but she didn't resist. The next thing she felt was rock hard dick teasing her ass, then her pussy that became wetter with every touch.

"Punish me fucker," she told him with a totally different voice that was darker yet exotic. Not only did this catch Nathan by surprise, it added fuel to his fire. He must have determined that fucking her against the dry eraser board, wasn't punishment enough because he needed more room to get all of that black snake in her. Instead, he jerked her around and bent her over his desk, firmly pressing down into the middle of her back. Kelly spread her arms out wide, getting a tight grip on the desk with both hands. Nathan popped her ass again with the ruler, but much harder and faster. After that, he took his long hard cock and put as much as he could fit into her tight little peach. All Kelly could do was take it and moan, as she gasped for air literally feeling his hard long dick run out of room.

Nathan
 
threw
 
the ruler to the floor, before pumping her ass one hard time as he bent over and told her "I'll teach you
 
to be
 
late to my class." Nathan started fucking her so hard, and without warning, that all Kelly could do was scream like someone was killing her. "

Holy fucking' shit!" She screamed. "Of fuck, please, I can't take all of it," she pleaded.

"Yes you can," Nathan insisted before showing her some mercy and fucking her with less force. Still, his dick was still hitting everything inside her and the next thing he knew, Kelly was screaming and cumming on his dick so fast and hard that her body rattled like she was having a seizure. Once her orgasm slowed down, Nathan rolled her over
 
ontoher backside. Next, he took her legs and closed them together, then pulled them both up and placed them over one of his shoulders. The first three pumps of his long hard dick were slow and gentle. After that, he drilled her muff so fast and hard that he nearly fucked her off the desk. Kelly got a tighter grip on the desk with both hands, nearly screaming bloody murder as he drilled places inside her she never knew existed.

It seemed like his cock hit multiple spots all at once, as she warned him "I'm gonna' nut all over your big black cock again."

"Cum on it, bitch," he told her.

"I will fucker, I AM!" she confirmed.

Kelly started cumming, but so did Nathan, as he told her "Oh shit, here it comes, here it comes." Nathan picked her up off the desk and her legs wrapped tightly around his waist while they both came. Moans and screams filled the classroom, and Kelly's hands gripped his back dick so tight that her nails dug into his back like a cats claws clinging to a tree for safety from a dog below.

Moments later, they were both done cumming and Kelly decided to suck her first black dick ever. Sucking his cock was a challenge, yet she made the most of it by sucking what she could while jerking him off at the same time. Nathan held the back of her head, then fucked her mouth long enough to cum all over her face. She took her tongue and held it out while he shot cum at her face, catching as much cum in her mouth as she could. However, she decided to suck his cock one last hard time, sucking so hard it made him jerk backwards. Nathan suddenly twitched in his seat and gripped his desk with one hand. He didn't make a lot of noise when he did this, but he did enough to get Kelly's attention. The next thing they knew, class was over and they met each other out in the hallway.

"You alright,?" Kelly asked Nathan with genuine concern.

"Yes, fine thanks for asking. My name is Nathan," he told her.

"I'm Kelly," she replied with a bit of shyness. "So, how you liking the class so far?" Nathan asked her.

"Well, it was either art or theater, and I'm not interested in art," she replied.

"Me neither," he told her before they both laughed. Before he knew it, they were exiting the building and walking across campus in friendly conversation. As they walked and took turns sharing tidbits of information about each other, Kelly's thoughts
 
were hijacked
 
onto
 
the hood of her car. For some reason, she pictured the two of them standing in front of her car, kissing in the parking lot of a park late at night. They were both dressed casual but nice, wearing casual pants and long-sleeved shirts. Their hands fumbled around and raced to undo each other's pants, before they finally dropped down to their ankles. After that, Kelly hopped up
 
on the
 
trunk of her car, then Nathan stuck his long hard dick into her pussy. Her legs wrapped around his waist, then rested on his muscular ass while he fucked her so hard that the car rocked forwards and backwards. Moments later, her car alarm went off but she didn't
 
give a damn, nor did he. They simply kept fucking, moaning, and screaming with the car alarm sounding. Kelly's hands gripped his back right before she started cumming, and stayed there until she was done.

They had been in the cafeteria line for at least three minutes now, and Kelly still hadn't answered Nathan's question.

"Kelly, what would you like for lunch?" he asked her again for the fourth time.

"Oh, uh, I'll have what you're having," she quickly told him after she looked around and saw there was a long line of people behind them. Nathan paid for their lunch and they entered the cafeteria, talking and gazing at each other as if they could read each other's
 
minds-
 
through their eyes.

Liz's Revenge

Lizelle was 19 years old when she left town, and was still considered by three rude guys from high school, a "mud-duck." Lizelle wasn't exactly the prettiest girl in town, due to her bucked teeth and stringy hair which lacked style, but she wasn't the ugliest either. She had nice eyes and a nice body, around five feet seven inches, and a great personality. But, as Boyd, Sam, and Tony used to say when they insulted her back then- "you can't fuck a nice personality."

Boyd, Sam, and Tony weren't involved in sports or rich, they just knew how to have fun, charm the ladies, and entertain people with silly jokes or antics regardless of the feelings they hurt. All three of them, being white, used to tease Lizelle about her solid plump ass, Boyd telling her "you should go bend over in front of one of the homies , they like fat asses!" No matter how much they insulted her, Lizelle just sort of laughed along with them for the sake of their egos, then simply went about her business.

Years later, things have changed; because Lizelle has changed. Due to wearing braces for a while, her teeth are straightened to perfection and pearly white. Her hair, is no longer the dim dark brown it used to be, since her hair stylist in Canada told her she'd "look great as a sandy-blonde." And, to top it all off, she still has that plump ass yet it's new and improved since she's been going to the gym at least five days a week for the last six years. Instead of looking like she's in her late twenties, she looks like a high school girl; except for the small but perfectly round titties she still has. Some things never change, yet certain changes are only revealed or unveiled in the bedroom.

After she arrived at the hotel, checked in and got ready, the first and only place on her mind to go that night was her favorite bar- "Divas." Thanks to friends and classmates on Facebook, she knew the likelyhood of running into old faces could happen, but something inside her wanted more than that.

The last time she dated anyone was well over two years ago when she dated a hockey player from Toronto, Canada.

Jim was okay for a jock, but Lizelle tired quickly of his "oh baby, yeah, good," bedtime words of approval that only lasted 20 to 30 seconds max before he hurried out of bed to play video games with the guys. Needless to say, she was long over-due with pinned up sexual frustrations, until a crazy idea hit her that would kill two birds with one stone; or three. After applying a little lipstick and touching up her hair, Lizelle was ready for any and everything. She grabbed her small wallet-like purse and left her hotel room. Although she was wearing a casual outfit, the jeans she had on presented her plump ass with temptation; all but begging for the dogs to come out. The cab dropped Lizella off curve-side.