Teachers’ Challenge

Ms. Lim: ‘Joseph, are you alright? You look really pale.’

Joseph: ‘I’m fine Ms. Lim. Just a little giddy. Not sure what happened.’

Ms. Lim: ‘Drink more water. Do you have your water bottle with you?’

He shook his head and she immediately placed hers on his desk, squatting next to him as she peered under his arms his head was resting on. Joseph had been a studious boy among her secondary school classes, until recently he had taken a three-days MC. Now that he is back, he did not seem well enough for lessons.

Ms. Lim had been teaching English for her NIE course, and this was the second year she had taken his class. No doubt she was already in her mid twenties, her after-school gym visits had kept her in great shape. To a point many guys had crushes on her.

Placing her hand gently on his thigh, she had never felt this worried about anyone. Joseph rested his hand on hers and gave it a squeeze, as though another wave of migraine passed through his head.

Joseph: ‘Cher.. I.. ‘

She got up and went behind his seat, tilting his head till he was lying on her stomach. Beginning with a massage on his temple, the bosom before his eyes relieved the pain gradually. Unknowingly, her hands shifted down to his collar and onto his chest, where he suddenly reached above his head for her breasts, massaging her in return.

Ms. Lim: ‘Don’t tell anyone k?’

She helped him by lifting her loose V-neck shirt so he could reach under, and even though her bra was in the way, it felt good to have such lively, young hands working on her boobs.

Joseph: ‘Ms. Lim. Let me turn around.’

Their hands stopped working and the chair was spun around, her knee-length skirt raising as he made his up. Going between her thighs, the unusual warmth got his attention. The first contact with her panties told him she was wet, and that was all he needed to know to keep pushing further.

His fingers shifted her panties to the side and he tried to touch further up, till her standing position was too rigid for anymore action. Ms. Lim went over to his desk and lifted her skirt before sitting down, legs wide open for him.

Ms. Lim (whispering): ‘Can you lick me?’

Joseph: Mmm~

His head went down on her and tongue immediately went into action. Flicking the folds of her pussy randomly, the accidental clit contact made her squirm. More juices began to flow and Jo’s hard on was getting more painful to bear.

Joseph: ‘Ms. Lim.. It’s hurting down there. My pants are too tight.’

Ms. Lim: ‘Umm.. Take it out then. You ever had sex?’

Joseph: ‘Nope. I’m not even attached.’

Ms. Lim: ‘You don’t mind me taking it?’

Joseph: ‘You’re not taking it. I’m giving it to you.’

He stood up and leaned closer to his teacher, all eyes on his dick as he aimed it at her pussy. Placing it on her clit, he looked at her confused. No matter how he pushed, it wasn’t entering anywhere.

Joseph: ‘Sorry.. I don’t know.. ‘

Ms. Lim (whispering): ‘Hey, it’s okay. Let me.. ‘

She gently pressed down his erection and it found her opening. One that was cold in contrast to his rod. The excited young man pushed his way in and Ms. Lim laid lower on her elbows.

Ms. Lim (whispering): ‘Go slow k? You can shoot inside me. I’m on the pill.’

He nodded and kept staring at her pussy. Smooth, fair, pinkish, raw, young, whatever words you can describe your ideal porn star’s vagina. It was a dream come true for Joseph. The moment he felt her soft walls slide against his rough shaft, it all came to him about why was sex so pleasurable. The lack of control of the lubrication, the unexpected tightness, the erratic collapse of her pussy. It was the unknowns that made it all so perfect – compared to his bath time masturbation.

As instincts took over, his body ignored his attempts to savour the session. His hips sped up driving his shaft non-stop into her. As much as he wanted to hold himself back from shooting, his virgin mind would not listen.

Joseph: ‘Ms. Lim.. I can’t stop. Help me.’

She closed her legs to immobilise his motion and pushed him away, giving her clit another flick as his dick bounced upright.

Ms. Lim (whispering): ‘Why? What’s wrong?’

Joseph: ‘I don’t want to shoot inside you.’

She placed his dick in her hand and stroked it as she gave a smile none of her students would get to see.

Ms. Lim: ‘How would you like me to finish it?’

Joseph: ‘Can you lick me?’

She grinned at his innocent request and hopped off the desk, adjusting her clothes for the position she needed not bare herself for. Swapping seats with Joseph, she started by licking his shaft, coating saliva all over the throbbing piece of meat covered in her love.

Bending lower, the term ‘tea-bagging’ came into play as she sucked on his testicles, making him weak all over. His fists kept opening and closing, but no moans was heard. Of course, they WERE in her classroom.

Joseph (whispering loudly): ‘Ms. Lim.. I need to shoot now. It’s too much.’

Her lips went over the tip and did not stop till he reached her throat. Bouncing her neck, only the lower part of his dick was being stimulated. Much like how he often masturbate. However, the wetness, made things so much smoother and she went faster once she felt his dick thickened.

Joseph (whispering loudly): ‘Ms. Lim.. Arghh!’

His cum fired into her throat and she lifted her mouth enough to contain the rest of the shots. Still teasing his dick head with her tongue, the poor boy flung his head back and forth, as cum erupted continuously. Her eyes stayed on his face till the frequency slowed down, and a long stroke away coupled with a gently suction made him groan another time.

They sat upright and she opened her mouth, showing him his expenditure for the day. Chin tilted upwards, her throat swallowed his load and a smile broke his awkwardness from the sudden disinterest after ejaculation.

Ms. Lim got up and stripped her panties off, folding it neatly with her juices on the thicker section.

Ms. Lim: ‘This is for you. Don’t tell anyone k?’

Joseph: ‘I won’t. I’m feeling much better now.’

Who wouldn’t? Especially with this young, hot teacher not even her colleagues could lay hands on? They packed their bags and made their way out of school, heading in opposite directions for home.

Once he was out of sight, Ms. Lim, or I should say, Rachel, took her phone out and opened the chat with her friend.

Rachel (Whatsapp): ‘One more down. Any catch for you?’

Mabel (Whatsapp): ‘Idiot. No. I’m sticking to my number 8. We’re just done.’

Rachel (Whatsapp): ‘Where did he shoot?!’

Mabel (Whatsapp): ‘In me? :P’

Rachel (Whatsapp): ‘Hey! You are not on the pill!’

Whatever they said later did not matter. The challenge WAS the highlight. Just imagine what goes on behind the classrooms. Damn, why did we grow up so fast?

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