Unfortunately, we didn’t have shower sex as I had been hoping for, but we still had plenty of fun scrubbing each other down. I didn’t want my wonderful teacher to get the impression that all I wanted from her was a quick roll in the hay every time I saw her, so I did my best to refrain from being overly libidinous.

When I awakened the following morning, I wasn’t exactly looking forward to the day. Sure, I would be spending a good portion of it with Miss Mia during the drive home, but that’s exactly what we would be doing: Going home. I didn’t want to. I didn’t want this weekend to ever end. I didn’t want to go home.

Never in my life had I savored being around a single person as much as I enjoyed being with Tessa. And no, it wasn’t just because of the sex and the fact that I had tasted intercourse for the first time in my life. There was much more to it. Miss Mia was a deep person and highly fascinating to be around. I could quite literally talk to her for hours, and I had a feeling once we were back home, all of that was going to go away. In my gut, I felt that the blissful weekend we had shared together was going to be left in the past and forgotten. I still didn’t want to go home.

From where I lay in bed, I shifted ever so slightly so I could get a better view into the bathroom since the door was wide open. In nothing more than a white bra and panties, Tessa stood in front of the mirror doing her hair. As she combed through it, her body positively gleamed for me. Her fair skin excited me in ways normal folks could never understand. Just seeing one square inch of her exposed flesh was enough to get me going. She was unlike any other woman I had ever met.

When she walked back into the room in order to retrieve something from a bag, she noticed I was awake and watching her. “Good morning, Marcus!” she greeted me as I noticed her bra was just barely big enough to conceal her ample chest. “I didn’t wake you, did I?”

“No,” I told her, and covered my mouth as I yawned. “Finally managed to get up on my own.”

“You had no trouble ‘getting up’ yesterday,” she slyly said, and then let out a devious chuckle that was highly erotic. “Sorry!” she apologized. “I guess I’m still a little worked up from yesterday!” After grabbing what she needed, she walked back into the bathroom so she could continue preparing for the day. As she walked, I noticed the way the back of her panties rode up the crack of her hot ass.

I wasn’t sure why she thought she had to doll herself up…she was already drop-dead gorgeous and didn’t need any makeup to punctuate that point. I know this will probably sound weird and a little unpopular, but I actually prefer when women don’t wear makeup. Sure, I like a little eyeliner here and there to accentuate the eyes, and sometimes lipstick and blush are fun for certain occasions, but when it comes down to it, I prefer women to have a natural look.

I peeked into the bathroom once more and decided to try my hand at pouring on the charm again. I cleared my throat before saying, “You’re not putting makeup on, are you Tessa? You do realize you don’t need it, right?”

I could hear the radiant woman let out a feminine laugh as she responded, “Oh, Marcus! Are you trying to charm me?”

“Just calling it like I see it, Tessa!” I replied. I wasn’t sure if the comment would earn me any brownie points or not.

There was silence for roughly ten seconds until I heard Miss Mia ask, “Could you come here and help me for a second? I think I dropped something.”

I threw back the covers and climbed off the bed. I was au naturel and had forgotten that little fact before unveiling myself and wiggling about freely down below. I hoped Tessa didn’t think I was trying to come on to her because of it. I decided to raise my voice and tell her, “Let me get some clothes and I’ll be right there.”

“Forget them! I think I dropped an earring in the sink and we don’t have time! I think it’s going down the drain!”

Bypassing my clothes, I bolted to the bathroom only to find my sly teacher standing in the doorway with her hands on the side jambs. She stood just behind the threshold and eyed me the same way she had the two days before.

I stood there naked before the beautiful woman yet again. It was plain to see that I was getting aroused while doing so, so I simply scratched the back of my head and mumbled, “Guess that earring’s gone, huh?”

“If it was ever there to begin with,” Tessa cunningly laughed as she reached down and grabbed me by the wiener. She then gently pulled me forward so she could wrap her arms around me and start smothering me in kisses. I placed my hands on her sides and indulged in the moment. For all I knew, this may have been the last time we would ever be able to do something like this.

Miss Mia’s hands were all over me, and as she dominated what was transpiring, she started leading me out of the doorway and back toward the bed. When we were at the foot of it, she fell back onto it and motioned for me to join her. Before doing so, I reached down and grabbed her white panties…and then pulled them down her legs before yanking them off her feet. Both she and a brilliant patch of pubes stared back up at me.

I leaned forward on the bed and started petting the pussy. It purred under my touch – as did Miss Mia – and I watched as she tried to push herself up enough so she could start undoing her bra. I helped her by reaching forward and pulling it off her front side after she had it unhooked. Together, we discarded it to the head of the bed where it landed on one of our pillows.

Tessa then spread her legs and lifted herself to a sitting position as I crawled right before her with my piece aimed directly at her face. She grabbed onto it and guided it right toward her mouth, and then she began blowing me like it was the last time she would ever do so. As she went to work, I silently prayed that that wouldn’t be the case, but I knew I had to savor this moment for everything it was worth.

I placed my hands behind me on my buttocks in order to brace myself as Miss Mia buried her face in my crotch. I let my incredible teacher continue to dictate – no pun intended – the action until I started inching my way forward. I don’t know if she caught on to what I was doing or if she just went with the flow, but eventually, she lay back down so I could straddle over her. She then mashed my penis between her wondrous tits for a few seconds before going right back to blowing me. The woman was something else.

I started pinching her nipples as she went back and forth between sucking and jerking on me. While I was having the time of my life, I was also trying to think about ways we could make an actual relationship work. If nothing else, we could hold off until the summer after I graduated and make a go of things then…but that was still nearly three months away. I could hardly stomach the thought of being away from this glorious female for three hours.

While I was lost in thought, Tessa suddenly started to move around beneath me and looked to want to roll onto her right side. I fell back on the bed in order to let her do so, and when she was in the position she wanted to be in, she told me to get behind her. I did just that…and watched as she lifted her left leg in order to allow me access to her gash. I scooted across the bed as my hardness began poking and prodding her in random places, and I heard her laugh as she reached down over her left leg and grabbed for me. When she had me, she started thumping my erection against her moistness down below, and I saw her head roll back as her tongue snuck out in order to lick her lips.

I let out a labored breath as I felt her slide my dick over her lower lips a few times before banging it against her hairy mound. Seconds later, she jammed it into her crevasse and then started repositioning herself as she let me take control of the wheel so we could spoon.

I reached forward and grabbed her right beneath her left kneecap so I could hold her leg in the air. I then began thrusting in and out of her as I felt that glorious pink of hers engulf my manhood. I delighted in recalling how I had filled her up on that first night we were together with a massive amount of sperm, and I wondered if I’d ever be capable of producing so much at one time again in my life.

It wasn’t even half past seven in the morning and the two of us were already getting the sheets sweaty again. As I rammed away, I suddenly had the goofy thought that it would be pretty nice to have the ability to read minds. I wanted to know what Tessa was thinking and whether or not she was faking her excitement. I think I doubted my abilities a bit since this experience was completely new to me, but at the same time, I figured if my Creative Writing instructor wasn’t truly enjoying herself, then she wouldn’t have initiated the encounter to begin with. She had already been intimate with me three times over the course of the last day and a half, so if I was boring her in any way, I highly doubted that she would seize me by the pecker and demand more.

For a while, I was trying to move in and out of Miss Mia as fast as I could, but then I slowed down in order to try something different; and from my angle, I pushed myself into her as far as I could go. Each time I hit my limit, I felt her quake beneath me. I think I may have been hitting the spot.

Tessa placed her left foot on my corresponding knee since I had it up, and with the extra support, she lay back against me a bit more and started vigorously rubbing her clitoris while I banged away. I took pleasure in listening to her pant and squeal for a couple more minutes until she pulled away and decided she wanted to do something else.

Like the respectful student I was, I let her push me back on the bed and then get between my legs so she could begin coating my throbbing cock in saliva. Once she had me good and lubed up, she crawled atop me to have a seat…but unlike any of the other times we had been naughty, she wanted to try something different.

Tessa placed her feet at my sides so I could grab onto her ankles as she bent her knees and reclined back in a cowgirl position. I had a front-row seat as I watched her grind back and forth on the full measure of my manhood.

As Miss Mia picked up speed and became a little wilder, I moved my hands from her ankles to the underside of her thighs. She was bouncing all over the place…and the perspiration was flying. My dick was in paradise, and I almost came prematurely when she glanced down at me with want on her face as she informed me, “I’m so wet for you right now!”

I did my utmost best to hold it in after hearing that statement and watched her continue to puncture herself on my sturdy pole over and over again. She flashed me her pearly whites every time we made eye contact, and there were so many things I wanted to say in response, but I felt that if I did, I would come off sounding foolish. I couldn’t say the same things she could and make them sound sexy.

Eventually, Tessa collapsed down onto me and began tenderly covering me in her sweet kisses. We were still “connected” to each other as she did so, and I reached back and gave her buns a squeeze as we reveled in the taste of one another. After a bit of this, Miss Mia pushed herself up on me yet again and planted her hands on my chest as she started rocking my cock with everything she had. She began grinding her teeth while doing so, and I tried to avoid looking at her for fear of busting.

There was nothing I wanted more in that moment than to do so. Filling my Creative Writing instructor with a load of cum that a dump truck wouldn’t be able to handle was first and foremost on my mind, but I did everything I could to think of anything but that. If this was to be my last time with my stunning teacher, I had to last as long as I possibly could. If it was in my power to do so, I would’ve drawn out this session of lovemaking into the wee hours of the evening. I knew such a thing was impossible – especially with a woman of Tessa’s caliber – but if I could’ve somehow done it, I would have gladly plugged her holes all day.

I knew it was risky since I was trying not to cum, but I reached up and grabbed Miss Mia by the tits. I began squeezing them as she grabbed onto my wrists and urged me to do so, and within seconds, she fell off me and to the side as she moved her hair out of her face. She then beckoned me to continue drilling her in a missionary position.

I did just that…and watched as she showed her flexibility and lifted her legs back over her head. She placed her feet together right above it and firmly gripped them with one hand, and with her free one, she ran it over her bushel of dark pubes down below as I continued to clobber her cooch with my mighty rod.

I couldn’t help but wonder what any of my friends – or even my fellow students from my Creative Writing class – would think if they could’ve seen the two of us in that moment.

In order to rile me up even more, Tessa suddenly lifted the hand she had been pleasuring herself with and used that arm to plop her breasts onto. She lifted the limb a bit to make her boobs look like they were overflowing, and it turned out to be just enough. I called out that I was going to cum, and she prepared herself for the milky onslaught.

I’m not sure if it was because we had done so much fooling around over the weekend or not, but instead of hosing Tessa down with streams, it almost looked like I was firing pellets. That probably makes me sound weak, but I don’t think it does…because I didn’t let up for a second.

Miss Mia pressed her tits together in order to present a couple of large targets as I tugged away on myself. Clumps of semen flew about the room: I was getting it on the sheets, the headboard, Tessa…even a little bit on myself as it wildly blasted about. Blobs of sperm were trickling down my companion’s sides as I noticed a wad slowly making its way down the headboard. I certainly didn’t mean to, but I even noticed a few clusters of jizz on my lovely teacher’s forehead and in her hair. I obviously wasn’t keeping track of how long it lasted, but I came pretty hardcore for quite some time.

When I was finally out of ammunition, I fell back on my posterior and started sucking in air. Miss Mia was lying back on the bed doing the same as she continued to press her breasts together in an effort to keep me aroused. I have to say that it was working because she looked fantastic.

After I felt like I had regained enough energy to do so, I threw myself down next to the wonderful woman who had just let me bang her for a fourth time as I glanced over at her excellence and said, “You’re so amazing, Tessa…I’m not sure if I can even explain to you the way you’ve made me feel over the last few days!” Upon completing my sentence, I felt some stickiness on my back…and realized I had thrown myself down in a few clumps of cum. I would definitely be needing a shower.

Tessa rolled over so she could face me better. Her smile was inviting as she reached over and placed a hand on one of my cheeks. “You are the kind of man every woman dreams of, Marcus Veovin. No matter what you decide to do in life, you’re not only going to be great, but you’re going to leave your mark on this world in ways no one could ever hope to understand.” She then started to laugh.

At first, I wondered if she found humor in something I had done or in what she had just said. I quickly realized there was no mockery in her tone, but instead joy and merriment. It was the kind of laughter that one couldn’t help but join in with…and I did just that.

We enjoyed a good laugh and cuddled one another for nearly five minutes until Tessa announced, “As much as I hate to say this, I suppose we better get cleaned up so we can get back on the road. If I don’t have you home to your family by this afternoon, they’ll probably think I kidnapped you or something!”

I wondered if that would be such a bad thing.

***

As expected, life was pretty rough for the next few days. After having Tessa’s kisses once, it was pretty hard to go on without them for a prolonged amount of time. I struggled through my days in class as I thought mainly of her, and the only thing that brought me even an ounce of serenity was when I would return to working on my story. After being intimate with her, it was even easier to inscribe paragraphs about her. She was no longer merely a fantasy in my mind, but a reality.

When I would enter the room of my final class each day, Tessa would warmly smile at me and we’d share the briefest moment that only the two of us understood. I wanted so much to tell some of my closest friends about what the two of us had shared over that sultry weekend in a faraway town, but I kept my lips sealed for fear of what could happen to my kindhearted instructor if her superiors found out about it. Our actions were our little secret, and I would take it to the grave if I had to.

By the middle of the week, I was beginning to have what I dubbed my “Tessa Withdrawals.” It was so hard to sit in her class and be so near her…but be unable to touch her. One of my friends had gone through a really bad breakup once and had told me how it just wasn’t the same to not be near his ex-girlfriend anymore. Well, I was beginning to know what that felt like because I couldn’t do anything to touch, smell, or taste the woman I had fallen so hard for. When she sat behind her large desk at the head of the class, I had to stop myself on multiple occasions from rising out of my seat and being drawn inexorably toward her. It just wasn’t fair.

I felt like a mewling baby when I thought of the problems other people in the world went through. There were some guys out there who would never know the touch of a beautiful woman because society may have deemed them “too ugly” or “unsophisticated.” There were many women out there who wouldn’t give most guys the time of day, and since most of my friends had been “laid” before me, I used to wonder if I would eventually fall off into that category. Fortunately, I had not, and it was all thanks to a lovely woman by the name of Tessa Mia.

Still, it didn’t make things any easier when I thought about how much we meant to each other, but due to our positions in society, it would be considered taboo if we were to be together. I didn’t like the precedent set by outsiders and thought it sucked.  I wanted to be with the woman I had fallen head over heels for…and I was about to find out that she felt the exact same way.

END OF PART FIVE OF SIX