Educating Lyra Ch. 01

“Kyra, would you mind joining me in my office? I’d like to discuss some details of the paper you handed in last week.” Mr. Markman’s voice interrupted Kyra as she stood up ready to leave the classroom. The bell had just rung and she only wanted to leave that place, but once she had gathered her stuff, Kyra looked up at her Sociology professor and a pleasant shiver ran through her 18 year old body. Mr. Markman was the youngest lecturer in the school and in addition, he was very handsome. He was always very attentive, but Kyra blushed every time he came near her.

“Sure... No-no problem.” Kyra stammered nervously and the teacher gave her a warm smile.
“Great, follow me.” He instructed and Kyra followed him out of the classroom. They walked down the corridors of the St. Catherine’s School for Girls under the curious stares of Kyra’s friends, who stared at her in disbelief. 

As she politely accepted the offer to lead the way out of the main building, Kyra ducked her head to hide her blush as Mr. Markman waved at the principal. He then turned his eyes to the young woman walking ahead of him and his penis hardened at once. He had been planning this for a long time; it was the perfect chance to awake this naive girl to the pleasures of life and he would NOT waste it, even if his job depended on it. 

John Markman was a 35 years old Sociology professor who had been lucky enough to get a job at St. Catherine’s less than a year ago. The school was very popular between wealthy families all over the country and parents sent their young and virginal daughters there to be educated, but little did Mr. Matheson –Kyra’s father- knew about John’s plans of taking his little girl’s education a bit further... and far away from the theoretical matters he instilled in the classroom.
The wind blew Kyra’s long brown hair and his already stiff cock hardened a bit more. Damn! It was hard enough to control himself during his lectures, now... Now it was impossible! It was a torture to hide his erection every time he laid his eyes on the attractive Kyra. She was a beautiful girl with long brown hair and round, innocent hazel eyes that he longed to see beaming with lust for him and a body the school’s uniform did nothing to hide. Sweat beaded on his upper lip whenever he noticed her young, firm breasts pressing against the white shirt, her nipples temptingly poking against it or when her green and blue plaid skirt rode up her smooth thighs as she sat down on her seat right in front of his desk. Now, as he stared at the gentle sway of her hips, he let out a low growl.

Kyra heard it and she turned around with a concerned expression.
“is everything alright, Mr. Markman?” She asked and John smiled at her.
“Sure, don’t worry. Just keep on walking.” He instructed her and she gave him a little smile.
They carried on walking in silence for a few seconds until the teacher’s dorms came to sight. Kyra stopped in her tracks and then turned toward him with a scandalized expression in her face.
“I can’t go in there, Mr. Markman.” Kyra said. “You know the rules.. We are not allowed to enter in that building.” She added and John cursed inwardly. Of course he knew the rules! Maybe someone had seen the problem of putting beautiful young girls and horny teachers together a long time ago and then had come up with that ludicrous rule, but he was determined to break it.

“I thought we were going to your office.” Kyra added and John stepped closer to her with a friendly smile on his lips.
“I’m sorry, but my room is the only place available where we can have some tranquility... Something’s being fixed at my office and there’s no way we could even listen to each other there.” He explained, hoping Kyra would believe that crap. 
She gave him a insecure look and then sighed.

“Alright... I just don’t wanna have any troubles if anyone sees me in here.” She murmured and John grinned as he led her inside. 
Kyra followed Mr. Markman up the stairs and then he showed her the way to his room. “Just in case you need it.” He had said...
Once Kyra stepped into his room, John closed the door behind him and silently locked it, in case someone had the bad idea of showing up in a wrong moment and saw him doing naughty things to her. He didn’t want to be kicked out of the school and lose the opportunity to enjoy of Kyra’s delightful body for as long as he could. He then turned around with a smile in his lips and told Kyra to sit down.

Kyra obeyed and once she sit down, she stared at him as he fumbled with some stuff that lay on a nearby chair. Biting back a sigh, her eyes studied his dark blonde hair, his blue eyes and his handsome features. He was so attractive... Her gaze slid over his strong, well-built body and she blushed as the memories of a dream she had had not too long ago rushed back to her mind. Kyra had heard some of her dorm friends talking about sex and how they did it with their boyfriends and Kyra’s imagination had taken care of the rest. That night, her dreams had been filled with images of a naked Mr. Markman...
Kyra snapped back to reality and she forced herself to look away from her teacher. She glanced around at the room ad just then, she noticed the big bed across the room as she sat at Mr. Markman’s desk. The four posts bed was very comfortable looking, and she wished at once she could lay down on it for a while. Continuing with her investigation, she noticed that several big mirrors were located all over the room, the most of them strategically placed around the bed. Little did Kyra know that the next time she saw herself reflected on those mirrors, she’d be deeply impaled on his cock... and enjoying it as nothing ever before!
“Do you like it?” Mr. Markman’s voice took her out of her daydream and she looked back at him.
“Yes-yes.” She stammered again and he smiled reassuringly at her. 

“Why don’t you leave your things on the desk? This might take us a while.” He offered and Kyra nodded. She left her books aside and then her hazel eyes went back at him as he sat down in front of her, his desk between them.
“Do you know why I asked you to come here today, Kyra?” John asked and Kyra shook her head.
“Not really...” She answered shyly and he smiled at her.

“Last night I was reading the paper you handed it on Tuesday and I found that it isn’t clear enough, as if you rambled a lot without actually getting to the point.” Jon explained and Kyra’s eyes grew wide. Oh my God! She couldn’t fail! Her father would kill her! He was incredibly strict when school was concerned.
“You mean I failed?” She asked weakly and Jon smiled inwardly. There it was... She had given him the perfect excuse. With a serious look in his face, John leant back on his chair and rested his elbows on the armrests as his blue eyes probed into hers.
“You haven’t failed, Kyra; at least not yet. But it worries me to see that such a great student as you can fail in such an easy subject like this. I don’t want to do this, but I’m afraid I’ll have to let your father know about this.” Jon explained and Kyra gasped. She leant forward with a worried look and his cock twitched when her breasts pushed against her shirt.

“You can’t tell my father!” Kyra begged with a teary look. “He’s very strict... He wouldn’t forgive me if he knew that I failed... You don’t know how horrible he is...” She murmured as a round tear slid down her cheek. 
John couldn’t believe his luck; if he had been aware of how things were, he wouldn’t have taken this long to finally do this! Kyra was desperate and he knew he’d never have a better chance than this one.
“Please listen, Kyra... It can’t be that bad.” He tried to calm her with a soothing voice, but he didn’t succeed. Grinning inside, Jon took another step forward. “Come here.” He instructed and Kyra gave him a surprised look. He nodded and she stood up and walked toward him, standing right beside his chair.
Jon studied her and his mouth watered at the mere sight of her. Her breasts jiggled with her bated breath and one of her thighs softly brushed his elbow, sending electrical shocks to his shaft.

“My dad will kill me...” Kyra mumbled and Jon reach out his hand. He posed it on her arm and gently rubbed it up and down.
“I want to help you, Kyra.” He said lowly and she stared at him. “Will you let me do it?” Jon added and Kyra nodded. “I’ll help you, but you have to do as I tell you, ok?” He warned her and Kyra nodded profusely.
“Yes! I’ll do whatever you ask me to!” She exclaimed and Jon grinned.
“Come and sit on my lap, then” Jon said and Kyra gasped in disbelief. Jon pulled a serious face and added in his best teacher’s tone. “I thought you wanted your father to remain ignorant about this.”