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Subject: {ASSM} Tales of Mr. Science (4/4) (M/f conc)
Date: Tue, 30 May 2000 06:10:01 -0400
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WARNING:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.
The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY,
and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an
adult, or reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further.
Another week has passed since our last encounter. She only has one more
homework assignment left to make up. I find myself sitting at the front
of the classroom, waiting for the bell to ring. I'm anxious about what
will happen between us after this final encounter. When the bell rings,
she manages to be last person to leave the classroom. As she stops at
the door, I notice that she looks a little bit sad.
"Evelyn, is something the matter?"
"Oh Mr. Science, I can't stay after school today. I have a doctor's
appointment this afternoon and I can't get out of it. I was really
looking forward to staying after today."
"Is something wrong? Are you sick?"
"Oh no! It's nothing like that. My family is going on a trip to the
Orient and we have to get shots to prevent us from catching something
while we're there.
"That's a relief! I'd hate to have something happen to you."
"I'm glad you feel that way, but I still am upset that I can't stay this
afternoon."
"It's ok Evelyn. This isn't something you want to risk."
"I know, but when can I make it up? We've got finals starring soon and
I don't want to mess those up. Besides, I was looking forward to being
with you."
"Yes, I was looking forward to it too, but you shouldn't risk your
grades. I think I have an idea though."
"Oh really? What do you have in mind?"
"Well... I have to come in to school Saturday morning to work on the
computer. I have to start working on the final exams. You could come
sometime during the afternoon. Do you think you can make it?"
"Oh yes! That will work out fine. We'll have the whole school to
ourselves. How do I get in?"
"Well, I guess I can trust you after all we've shared. I have an extra
skeleton key. You can come through the faculty lounge. you'll have
access to just about everything so behave yourself."
"I'll try to behave myself. I'll see you sometime Saturday."
"I'm looking forward to it."
I had been in my office and in the classroom all afternoon with no
sign of her. I was beginning to get concerned that there was something
wrong that she wasn't telling me. I was returning to my office after
using the restroom. When I opened the door, I noticed that there was a
small wrapped box sitting on my desk. When I opened the box, I found a
pair of panties with a note attached to them.
"Let's play hide and seek. All the outside doors are locked. I'm
somewhere in the school. You've got the first clue in your hands."
I lifted the panties to my nose and smelled like Escape perfume. I had
no idea what she was up to, but I knew that it was going to be fun. I
left my office and turned towards the classroom. When I reached the
classroom, I found a saddle shoe. I looked further down the hall and
saw another. I continued following the trail that she had left. First
the shoes, then a stocking, another, then I found her tie. This was
followed by her blouse. I realized that the trail was leading towards
the cafeteria. When I reached the cafeteria, I found her bra hanging
from the doorknob. I opened the door and went in. I looked around, but
didn't see any sign of her. As I looked across the room, I saw her
skirt hanging from the door to the kitchen. I entered the kitchen and
started looking around. I heard some noise coming from the back of the
kitchen, near the refrigerator. I headed in that direction and couldn't
believe what I found. She was setting up a picnic lunch in the middle
of the kitchen. What blew me away was what she was wearing. She was
completely nude except for a pair of white lace panties identical to the
pair that was left on my desk. She looked up from her preparations and
saw me standing off to the side.
"You're just in time! I thought we'd have a meal to celebrate, but
you're overdressed for the occasion."
She began tugging at my belt and pants. I slipped off my shirt while
she was pulling off my pants. I continued stripping down until I was
left in my boxers. She pulled me down towards a blanket that was spread
out over the floor. We sat down and began eating. We took turns
feeding each other grapes and cheese. She also had ham and cheese on
french bread. After every couple bites, we'd stop to kiss and gently
stroke each other. After a little while, I was completely stuffed. I
was leaning back on my elbows when she stood up and walked behind me.
"You have room for dessert?"
"Oh no! I couldn't each another thing." I said without looking up.
"Really? Not even for me?"
"What?" I said as I turned around.
I looked up to see her standing over me with a cherry in her hand. She
placed it in her mouth and began chewing. I was still sitting on the
ground. She leaned down and held a cherry above my mouth. I had to
strain to reach it and I caught it on my tongue. She stood again and
picked up a bottle of chocolate syrup.
"I hope you like chocolate."
"I love chocolate."
"Good!" she said as she stuck out her tongue and began pouring syrup on
her tongue. She then tilted her head back and began pouring it on her
neck. She continued moving the bottle down her body. It appeared to me
that she poured half the bottle on her neck, breasts, and stomach. She
stopped long enough to slip out of her panties. Afterwards, she
continued painting her body with chocolate syrup. After coating her
legs, she dropped the bottle and began smearing the chocolate all over
her body. She then grabbed the jar of cherries, sat down, and began
eating the cherries. She would hold the cherry above her lips and
twirled her tongue around it before dropping it in her mouth. I rolled
over onto my hands and knees and crawled over to her. I sat down beside
her, reached behind her neck, and pulled her close. We began kissing
passionately. I could taste the chocolate and cherries in her mouth. I
began kissing her neck and slowly began licking the chocolate syrup from
her neck. She was leaning back on her hands and began clenching the
blanket in her hands. After finishing her neck, I moved down to her
firm breasts. As I removed the chocolate from her breasts, her nipples
began to swell and she began moaning softly. I continued moving down
her firm stomach, being sure to remove every trace of chocolate.
Watching her writhing in pleasure, my cock began to stiffen. I shifted
my position to get better access to the inside of her thigh. This left
me on my hands and knees, with my ass near her hands. She took this
opportunity to pull my boxers down. I continued removing chocolate from
her legs while she worked to remove my shorts. Once she accomplished
this goal, she began stroking my cock. This action sent shivers down my
spine and distracted me from my work. After finishing her thighs, I
repositioned myself to begin moving up to her vagina. I began running
my tongue around the outside of her slit and clitoris. Although there
was little chocolate in this area, I continued working my tongue
around. I began thrusting my tongue in and out of her vagina. Each
time I thrust my tongue into her slit, she would let out a short gasp.
I increased the rate of my thrusts until she reached her climax. Her
muscles began shuddering and her thighs clamped around my neck. After
breaking from her grip, I began working my way back up her body. I made
sure to look for any spots of chocolate that I had missed. Working on
this task induced another round of moaning. When I had my hips
positioned between her thighs, I began working my cock around the
outside of her tight slit. As I began slowly thrusting into her, you'd
let out a quick gasp followed by a long moan. I continued thrusting
into her and soon we were moaning in unison. All the while, we would
kiss any body part that got within reach of our lips. I was working as
slowly as possible in order to prolong the waves of pleasure that were
wracking our bodies. Soon, the pleasure became overwhelming and I began
thrusting as hard, fast, and deep as possible. You began digging her
fingernails into my back and bit her lower lip as waves of pleasure
continued to roll through us. I could not imagine anything could be as
pleasurable as sliding my hard cock into her tight slit. I was dripping
with sweat as I continued thrusting into her. The sweat was also
glistening over her entire body. I took time to massage her firm
breasts while we continued to kiss random body parts. I began to feel
dizzy with fatigue as we finally climaxed in unison. Once again, she
clenched the blanket in her hands and arched her back while the walls of
her vagina milked my cock dry. I collapsed on top of her and then
rolled off to her side. We began kissing and lightly stroking each
other before we fell asleep in each other's arms. All the while I was
wondering where we would go from here.
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