Alex (Killarny Brothers 2)

The day had sucked and so I had thought fuck it. I had not dated anyone for over a year due to a bad break up and the thought of enjoying myself with no baggage had sounded fine to me.

So that’s when it had started - the helping hand.

We had ended up back here today. Back in the staff room on the very last day of term and Marcus was leaving. Everyone had gone, and it was just the two of us.

“So, what do you think?” He said to me, “Go big, or go home?”

I unbuttoned my blouse, revealing the white lacy bra I wore underneath.

“Well, it’s you, so I would say it’s most definitely go big.”

Marcus had a nine-inch cock. It was larger than any cock I had ever seen before. I had become practiced in the art of jacking him off with my hands and my mouth, but today, our very last time together, we were going for the grand finale and I could not wait. It had been so long since I had ridden any cock, never mind one that I fully expected to give me a good time. Plus, the thought of someone walking in on us since we had started doing this, made my juices flow and now we were going to fuck, I was in danger of flooding the school.

He stripped out of all his clothes and then grabbed my hips and brought me over to the couch where he sat me down. Kneeling at my feet he pulled my thong down my thighs, calves and off, leaving them bunched at the side of him then he moved my thighs apart. My pussy was swollen and ready to accept the tongue that knew exactly how to bring me off. His mouth fastened on my bud sucking eagerly and he pushed two fingers inside my soaking wet heat.

“Oh my God. Yes.”

Within a minute I had to hold his head with my hands as I tried to push my core closer to his mouth. My cream dripped down his face as I exploded against his lips.

We paused for a moment as he allowed me the time to recover from my shudders.

Changing position, I took him in my mouth. I was still so horny my juices ran down my legs and dripped onto the floor. Marcus groaned as I sucked him right to the back of my throat, but because this time things were to end differently, I kept stopping when I felt him get too eager, so he didn’t cum in my mouth.

“Ready?” He asked me.

“Yes.”

He unwrapped a condom and placed it on his cock and then I moved so I sat astride him, my knees tucked either side of the couch. He lined himself up with my entrance and I lowered myself onto him slowly, using a hand resting on his chest to steady myself. I could feel his girth slowly sinking inside my walls, filling me up inch by glorious inch and I couldn’t help but make noises. I loved to talk dirty too.

“Oh fuck. Why didn’t we do this sooner? Oh my, your cock is so huge. It’s filling me right up.”

Marcus’ hands gripped my hips harder. He didn’t speak, instead he showed me with his actions that he was enjoying himself.

As I began to raise and then lower myself on his shaft, he moved his hands around to my breasts, leaning over to capture a nipple in his mouth which he then sucked on.

“Ooooooohhhh.”

I felt myself building towards completion once more. Marcus abandoned my nipple as he concentrated more on the rhythm of his thrusts. Though he quickened his pace, he remained quite gentle though and to be honest I wanted him to fuck me hard, so I told him so.

He thrust a little harder but I could tell it wasn’t his thing and he returned to giving me a slow and steady fucking. I needed more and so while he thrust inside me I reached down and played with my own clit until I felt the tremors of my come begin. I quivered around his cock, milking it, as he reached his own climax with an, “Oh god,” of his own. He pulled me in close to him and we stayed there, joined together, bodies close until we got our breath back. Then he looked up at me.

“Goodbye, Prof. Butler. It’s been a pleasure.”

“It certainly has.” I peeled myself off his body and laid back against the couch. “What am I going to do for stress relief now?” I laughed.

“Looks like you’ll have to discover wine.”

He knew I didn’t drink much though he didn’t know why.

“Maybe.”

“It’s a shame I’m moving so far away.” He said. “We could still have met up.”

“I’ll have to bring a battery-operated boyfriend with me to school along with my laptop,” I winked. “And seeing as I have one that looks exactly like a lipstick, I’ll have to make sure not to reapply in front of the students, just in case I take out the wrong one.”

We cleaned up both ourselves and the surrounding area. The couch was leather and the floor lino so we never left behind any trace of where we’d been. When we had been in the room together during the day, we had often watched another Professor take a seat on ‘our’ couch and a knowing look would pass between us. It gave everything an extra thrill.

“So, what are you doing over the break then? You know I’m relocating. What are your plans?”