(BTW, this story is kinda long, but should be enjoyable.)
OK…so I just got asked to Prom, and I started thinking about what happened at last year’s prom…
Last May, my Junior prom was held on this big boat that goes around a river. Anyway, it was somewhat towards the end of the dance, and nearly the entire population of couples were on the dance floor, except a few couples who were all “antisocial” and on one side of the boat, looking over the side.
Anyway, I don’t know how many teacher supervisors there were, but one of them was Mr. E, who I had totally loved for like years…I mean, this guy had just come to my school when I was a Sophomore, and he was soooo hot. My height (not that tall–he’s probably a little taller, like 5′ 7″ or 5′ 8″), REALLY REALLY buff, and a really good dresser (which is a huge thing for me). He totally looked like a student at our school. He wore Polo stuff like the rest of the Junior and Senior private-school guys at our school, and he was friends with like any kid he had as a student. Mr. E was right out of college. I remember sitting in his classroom, thinking: He 8 onlys ago… God he was hot. Anyway, I’m pretty sure he knew I liked him, especially after my loudmouth friend was way too obvious in class about me. (believe me, i wasn’t the only girl who thought he was a stud)
So, anyway, because I loved him so much, I joined this random club he supervised, this English/Journalism society-type deal. We had meetings like, once a month, and at the end, we stayed for a weekend at a hotel downtown with the local Press, and did workshops and big parties and stuff.
Anyway, so at Junior Prom, my date was being an ass. I had totally lost him, but our song was just about to come on, so I wanted to dance with him. So I started running out the dance room, out onto the deck, and see if I could go find him. Well, right outside the doors to the dance room, I slipped and landed ON my head on the boat’s deck, which was obviously slippery. Mr. E saw it, and my date (who was walking back to the dance room) did too. My date sort of walked fast towards me, and Mr. E sprinted over. Mr. E picked up my head, “you alright?!” he looked really worried. then my date was like, “yo! she ok mr. e?” and the last thing I remember was that mr. e had picked me up, carrying me under my knees and shoulders, and was saying to my date to see if the boat had someone in first aid. (mr. e had never supervised from prom before…so he had no clue what was goin on).
later, i woke up in this lounge-type room with mr. e looking down at me while i layed on a couch. he started saying my name, and then i finally gained a sense of what had happened. “What happened? Did I pass out?” I asked. Mr E just said, “you fell, and then you were unconscious, then you fell asleep. i stayed here with you.” i asked where my date was. “he went in the dance room when you were asleep.” i started to sit up to go to my date to bitch at him, but mr. e placed his hands ever-so-gently on my shoulders to hold me down to the couch. he said, “what are you doing?” i told him that i planned to go find my date. he said, “the dance is over, sweetie. this is the teacher’s lounge at school. everyone left, even the teachers. i drove you back here–i figured this is where your car would be….(he paused)…where are your parents?” in shock that i had totally missed all this, i informed him that they were in Hawaii, and i was planning on sleeping over at a girlfriend’s house tonight. he nodded, and smiled comfortingly. i started to thank him for taking such good care of me, when i realized he hadn’t ever taken his hands off my shoulders. boldly, i placed my hands over his, and thanked him. he squeezed my shoulders and then held my hands, and brought them off my shoulders. then he looked me in the eyes, and asked me if i wanted to go home. “no!” i blurted out. “i mean, i feel sort of dizzy.” he smiled and gave me a hug. “you took quite a spill. i can’t believe your date was such a prick to you.”
he situated my head so it was resting on his shoulder. i mentioned how most guys were assholes to me. “yeah…right.” “no, seriously, ” i said. then he said somehting i’ll never forget: “no guy should ever treat a girl like you anywhere near not-perfect.” then there was an akward pause. to break it, i sat up and said, “oh no–my date was supposed to drive me over to my friend’s house!!!” even before i had finished he had his coat on and was asking me where she lived. I started to stand to thank him again and get ready to go. He put my coat on me, then stood to my right side, and grabbed my left hand with his right, putting his left arm around my back tightly. I pretended to need help walking at first, even though I felt fine. His arm felt so assuring and strong behind me, I could almost feel his blood pump through his chest, which was pressed against my side. i was in heaven.
he walked me down the dark hallways of our locked-up school. it must have been pretty late, or rather, early in the morning. he guided me to his car, and opened the passenger door for me. he lifted my body up into the seat, glittery silver gown and all. he got in the car, and started driving to my friend’s. We talked the whole way to my friend’s house, a good 20/30 minutes from school. He assured me it wasn’t out of his way, and not too far from his house (me well-knowing that with each mile, we were traveling farther and farther from his city). during our talks i had taken off my coat and cardigan, so i was sitting in his passenger seat, in my slinky, low-cut, silver gown. (it was pretty hot out, and he told me the AC wasn’t working in his car). I also had taken down my up-do for Prom, which had already been tasseled.
then, we came up to a stoplight. I finished taking down my hair, and started coming through it with my fingers. I turned around and leaned to the backseat and towards Mr. E to put my hair pieces in my purse, which was on the floor in the backseat. I didn’t notice at first, but my dress’s high slit was revealing a lot of leg, and also my garder belt from Prom. I sat back down in my seat and combed through my hair again. Mr. E pulled over into an empty parking lot. I pretended to be oblivious and continued coming through my long, curled, strawberry-blondish hair. He parked the car, and looked at me straight in the eyes, then quickly skimmed my figure over a few times, and finally his eyes locked with mine again. He reached for my face, gently caressed my cheek, and ran his fingers through my hair. neither of us spoke. then he leaned towards me, breathing heavily and smelling strongly of Aqua de Gio (my FAVORITE)….
then, in the most passionate kiss, our lips locked. he parted my lips with his tongue, and made my first kiss the sweetest ever. he continued kissing me as i helplessly sat there, as he held on to my face and my arm. i eventually wrapped my arm around his back, embracing this passionate moment for as long as i could. the kiss lasted forever. finally we stopped for air, and, panting, he continued to caress my cheek and neck. he slid as far over as he could (thank god for a front bench seat). he started kissing my neck, and licking my ear a little. i was so incredibly turned on, i thought i was going to melt. i was tingling all over, especially…down there. i was so unused to an experienced man arousing me so much. i was dying….and then he dragged his tongue down my neck, kissing his way down to my shoulders. he bit my spaghetti strap, and pulled it to the side. it fell down my arm limp, and with his hand he slid off the next strap. i was so into all of this i didn’t even realize how far we could go in the next moments. i felt so passionate. then, again, resting his hands on my shoulders, he kissed me. so much warmth and wetness, it was even better than our first kiss. he put his hand on my bare knee, under my dress from the side slit. he slowly pushed his hand up the side of my leg, reaching my high thigh, then playfully tugging at my high-cut thong panties from the side…
all of a sudden, in a painful interrupting moment, my cell phone rang from my purse. the kissing stopped and he looked at me and i knew exaclty what i was supposed to do. i reached back for my purse, and answered the phone. it was my girlfriends, who were worried about me b/c i had never showed up. i told them i was on my way (at this point Mr. E started driving again), and i started quickly explaining my accident and what had happened–leaving out, of course, some details. by the time i was hanging up, Mr. E was rounding the corner of my friend’s street. he pulled into her driveway, and gave me a short, sweet kiss. he said, “Goodbye…I’ll see you on Monday.” and i sadly stepped out of his car, nearly in tears.
OK! FAST FORWARD TO 2 WEEKS LATER…
after 10 class periods of 40 minutes of sexual tension and me being silent as a mouse in class, never once raising my hand, and very akward looks. but i had to overcome all of that, because that weekend was the year-end of the random Journalism club he headed, and we were spending the whole weekend together.
(blah, blah, blah, i’ll spare you all the boring details of the weekend…JK. skip to Saturday night, the last night of the hotel stay)
OK, so we had all just come from a big party (again, in dresses…but this time cocktail dresses, not prom gowns)..and we were all hanging out in each other’s rooms (by we i mean all the students). So i spent about an hour (until 12:00 am) in these guys’ room on the main floor, and i was walking to the elevator when i saw Mr. E in boxers and a white beater only, coming with ice from the ice machine. i myself was also in boxers, but tiny PJ ones, with a skimpy matching PJ tank top. (i had no bra on, b/c i had been wearing a sweatshirt in the boys’ room) Mr. E looked so hot i felt like fainting right there. you could clearly see his 6-pack and tight pecs, and even a small bulge in his boxers. we exchanged akward glances, and then he glanced at his watch, approching me as we walked towards eachother down the hallway, about to meet at the elevator. he spoke. “hi…..you’re out a 1/2 hour past lights out, what were you doing?” i paused as we stood there, waiting for the elevator. “um….sorry. i was in another room, i didn’t keep track of time.”
DING. elevator. we walked simultaneiously into the empty elevator. the doors closed. we kept looking at each other at the same time, by accident. it was so akward. i was so sick of it all. we both started saying something at the same time. i said “I want to thank you about….” and he said, “sorry about…” we froze, and he grabbed me with one arm, still holding the ice bucket in his other, and kissed me, hard. he pressed my body up against his own. i felt his hard cock rise and bulge against me. I melted, almost literally, sinking a little, my knees buckled. he slipped his key (a card) into the fronts of my boxers, pusing them down my panties, his hand brushing against my pussy…just as… DING! we were at our floor and the doors opened. we quickly seperated our bodies, and he walked briskly out of the elevator, turning around to nod and smile at me. i dizzily stumbled to my door, and walked in. my friends were already asleep (thank god), so i went into the bathroom. i “freshened” up by slathering on some lotion, and combing through my hair. i couldn’t wait any longer, so i silently crept out my door, and crept to his room.
without knocking, i inserted the key, and turned the handle. barely opening the door, just enough so i could slip through, i went into Mr. E’s room. he was right there, beater already off, next to the door. he grabbed my arms and kissed me passionately. his bulge had grown bigger, and his chest was firm, hot, and damp from sweat. i dropped his key on the floor, and his strngth forced me to walk backwards, away from the door. the backs of my knees hit the edge of the bed, and they buckled, and i fell onto the bed, and sat at the edge, gazing up at him. he looked at me, and i crawled backwards into the middle of the bed. he kneeled on the edge and crept towards me, with a sultry, craving look in his eyes. he pinned one of my arms down with his big, strong hand, and, kissing my neck, his tongue licking every inch of my creamy skin, he slowly pulled my shorts off my body, down to my feet. i kicked them off of me, onto the floor. then i squirmed my way under his hand, and sat up to him kneeling, and pulled off my tank, revealing my 34 D breasts, which his gaze immediately fixated upon. i tugged at his boxers, but before they would move more than an inch downwards, he kissed my nipples, and started sucking my tits. i panted, as my panties became damp with wetness…never before had I felt such a sensual feeling. he started to softly nibble at my titties, and i moaned with pain, yet at the same time, pleasure. it was oddly arousing. i wanted more…
he kissed my chest, up to my neck, then once again my lips. then he whispered in my ear, “do you want me to keep going?” that alone could have made me melt, so i kissed him, and nodding, panted “yes” as i tugged at his boxers some more. he took my hands and kissed my fingertips, and let go of my hands. He laid down sideways, accross the bed. i stratled him, above him, and pulled off his boxers. his cock looked huge, and stuck straight up. i had only seen them in movies and a few pictures of them before. they looked different in real life. i examined it, and finally decided to be brave–i kissed the head. and slowly enclosed it as far as i could without gagging, inside my throat. i had heard blow-job pointers and tips, but in the actual moment, it didn’t seem like it would help. i did my best, licking up and down the shaft, as it grew hard as a rock…he began to pant a little and it seemed like he was enjoying it, when, right before i was going to try a little teeth, he stopped me, and swicthed positions. i started to ask why i couldn’t finish, but he simply said, “save it.” he laid me down, and kneeled above me. he took his thumbs and hooked the sides of my panties. he slid them off in one slick movement, and softly petted me, digging his finger a little deeper each time, until he had found my clit. he circled his finger around my clit, and then dug his finger all the way inside me, then two. i squirmed with joy as pleasure shot through me. i couldn’t help but twitch when he did this. he continued to do this and then asked if i’d like for him to kiss my pussy. i said, “if you want to”–all i wanted was for him to like me. he grinned and crawled off the bed, and pulled my feet off the edge, so my knees dangled off the edge, as he kneeled up to the edge, like in bedtime prayer.
he kissed my pussy, and slowly inserted his tongue, pusing against my clit, and started slooowwwly cirlcing around it. i nearly convulsed and couldn’t help but yelp when he did this, it was the best feeling ever. i felt like nothing else could be better, but then he did the same thing he was doing with his finger inside me, only this time, with his wet tongue. i shook and moaned, saying “oh yes” “oh god” “DON’T STOP” “omigod…” over and over and over again, probably pretty loud at some pointg. my pussy got burning hot, and i felt like it was dripping with wetness, when i felt a little gush of fluids come out, as i felt like an explosion took place. i screamed out in a new feeling just discovered. Mr. E licked some of this up, and finished my pussy. he then gently pushed me back towards the middle of the bed. and crawled on after me.
above me, he kissed me and asked again if i was ready. i nodded and licked my lips. i was hornier than ever. he crawled off of me and dug into his nightstand drawer, and got out a condom. he unwrapped it and put it on his huge hard cock, and started to move back on top of me. but i jumped on top of him, with a sinful grin. he laughed, and stretched out onto the bed, and held my hips. he guided my hips over the right position, and like a pro, expertly guided his rock-hard cock into my wet, throbbing pussy. the tip went in to my pussy, and then after a moment of anticipation, he thrust in side of me, letting go of my hips. i screamed out. my hymen was already broken (from being a gymnast), so there was no blood, but it still hurt. he paused, and softly asked if i was ok. i responded by bouncing up and down on top of him. after a few thrusts inside me, the pain became pure pleaure. my D cups bounced up and down and he kept arching his back, tipping his head towards the headboard, moaning. my body became all hot and sweaty, and he grabbed hold of my hips, rocking them up and down, and back and forth. i screamed and moaned “ohhh yess” most of the time, it seemed to last forever. he grunted a lot, and with each manly noise he made, it only made me more wet and hot. i kept bouncing, his cock pumping in and out, in and out, in and out….faster, faster, faster. by this time i was yelling “oh! oh! OH!” but neither of us came. he quickly flipped me over and pinned down my wrists with his hands….as he thrust inside me, with much more force than before. i screamed over and over…and he too started moaning and yelling “oh YES, oh FUCK YEAH” over and over. I felt like I transformed into a new person…I yelled “fuck me harder!!! Fuck me!” he thrust faster and harder each time, harder, harder, harder, HARDER, HARDER, until i exploded into an orgasm…..i panted and lay there, limp, recovering from the amazing orgasm. a few s later i felt his hot cum fill up the condom, and he yelled out, as he finally came. as he collapsed onto me, his firm body resting on top of me, my tits pressing against his hot chest, we panted there, both recovering from the experience…he kissed me some more, and my body shook with tremors of pleasure. He whipsered he loved me in my ear and i embraced him, and returned his whisper, hugging him so tight. i never wanted to let him go.
–> FYI: Mr. E is still at my school, and we were close friends in the classroom from then on. (no more akward silence) We had a long talk later about our ages, and our relationship. I just recently 8 in the beginning of March, and am going on the weekend hotel stay BEFORE prom this year, in about a month. No one has ever found out about last year. I’m looking forward to next month, and he often reminds me how quickly the event is approaching. =)
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