Educating Lyra Ch. 01

Kyra nodded and with a low sigh, she sat on her lap. As she did, her heart skipped a beat. Her skirt had ridden up a bit and the skin of her legs brushed against the fabric of his slacks, sending shivers down her spine, but she kept her eyes low and her hands on her lap as his hand smoothed up and down her back. 
Jon smiled and softly posed one hand on her bare knee, testing her. She didn’t react, so he slid his other hand around her shoulders. 
“I’ll help you, Kyra... I promise I will.” Jon mumbled in her ear, making her shiver pleasantly. “Look at me.” He ordered and Kyra obeyed.
“Will you tell my father?” She asked softly and Jon shook his head. 

“Only if you’re not a good girl.” He answered.
“And why do I have to do, then?” Kyra said and Jon grinned.
“You have to let me kiss you.”

Kyra stared at him in disbelief, a bright flush covering her cheeks. He wanted to kiss her! The most handsome teacher in school wanted to kiss her! And if she let him, her father would never find out about her failing in school. She really wanted him to do it, so why shouldn’t she let him? It was just a kiss...
Facing him, Kyra nodded softly and Jon smiled broadly. She was in for a roller coaster ride...
Pulling her closer, Jon posed his lips on her and kissed her innocently for a while, feeling how her body warmed on him. But as he kept a caste kiss, his hands began to wander. The hand on her knee moved just an inch upward, and the one on her back moved around her and now his fingertips were gently brushing the curve of her breast.

Suddenly, Kyra pulled apart with a marveled expression in her face.
“Wow..” She mumbled and Jon laughed.
“That was nothing, Kyra.” He replied. “Do you want me to show you a real kiss?” 
Kyra’s eyes sparkled and then she nodded excitedly, her body bouncing up and down and making his cock swell even more. Jon moaned and the pulled her closer, his tongue now probing into her mouth. He felt her own tongue dancing against his and once he heard her moaning for the first time, he knew the time was right. He moved his hand from her knee to her neck and before she could stop him, Jon was kneading at a full, ripe breast. Kyra gasped in surprise and then pulled apart.

“What are you doing?” She asked with an amazed tone, her eyes wide. Jon didn’t answer, he just buried his face in the hollow of her neck and began to kiss the sensitive skin there without stopping the fondle of her soft mound through her shirt.
“Oh, Mr. Markman...” Kyra sighed. “It feels so good...”
Jon groaned and a little smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
“I’ll make you feel even better... Is that what you want, Kyra?” He asked and Kyra nodded arching her back against his hand. “Unbutton your shirt.” Jon commanded and Kyra gave him a weird look.

“You mean like... Getting undressed in front of you?” Kyra wondered and Jon nodded solemnly. 
“Don’t worry. No one will ever know... Just remember your father” He reminded her. Kyra sighed and slowly undid the buttons of her plain white shirt, showing a simple white bra covering her breasts.
Jon feasted on the sight in front of him. Her breasts were slightly tanned and he suddenly wished to see more of them. His hands moved to her back and in one swift movement, he took her bra off. 

Kyra shrieked and her hands flew to her breasts trying to cover herslef, but Jon didn’t let her do it. As he stared at those full curves, Jon’s shaft throbbed painfully in his pants and he softly rubbed against her thigh. Then, his hands flew to her tits and began to knead them gently.
Kyra moaned instantly. His warm hands made her feel wonderful things, and once his lips went back to her neck, it got even better. Closing her eyes, Kyra threw her head back and let him work on her.

Jon moved his lips downward from her neck to her chest as his fingers delicately pulled at her nipples for a while. He then looked down at them and smiled when he saw them turn into two hard and reddish buds that begged for his mouth.
“Do you like it, Kyra? Do you like the way my hands are fondling your tits?” He asked and Kyra groaned when he gently pinched at one of her nipples. His hands and his dirty talk were driving her insane. She nodded silently as she eagerly pressed her throbbing pussy against his leg. 
Hearing her silent plea, Jon moved one of her hands to down her stomach and leg, just to pose it on her inner thigh and then move it upward in a slow motion.
“Spread your legs a bit, sweetie...” He murmured in her ear and Kyra obeyed. Slowly, Jon moved his hand until he reached her panty clad pussy. He gently cupped it through the garment and Kyra let out a loud cry.

“Mr. Markman...” She moaned and that excited him even more. She would call him like that even if she were riding his cock in the bring of her orgasm!
“Your pussy is so wet, Kyra... I can even feel it through your panties. That means that you like what I’m doing to you, did you know that?” Jon asked and Kyra shook her head. “I wanna touch it, baby... Can I?” 

Jon was loving it. He was making her beg for relief... He had never imagined Kyra would be this horny!
“Touch me, professor... Please!” She begged and without second thoughts, Jon slid his hand under her panties and slid one curious finger along her slit before parting her folds and gently stroke her all over. “God!” Kyra exclaimed as she arched her back, offering herself to his finger. 
Jon teased her for a while before he finally stroked her where she needed it the most. He first took one taut nipple into his mouth and suckled it for a while and then he began to trace slow circles around her clit.

“How does it feel, Kyra?” Jon asked as her nipple slid out of his mouth with a low plopping sound. He looked up at her and saw that her eyes were closed, and her breasts jiggled with her up and down motion as he shamelessly humped her pussy against his finger. “You little slut... You like it, don’t you?” He groaned as he bit softly on her nipple. Kyra cried out in pleasure and Jon’s cock felt about to explode.
“Yesssssss” Kyra hissed and Jon moaned.

“You’re a slut, aren’t you?” He murmured as he stroked her clit faster. “You need a big cock in you... My finger won’t be enough, right? I’m gonna give it to you... yes... I wanna feel your little pussy around my big fat cock!” 
His words, along with his finger, excited Kyra beyond belief. She felt her body boiling there where her professor was touching her and when she thought that she wouldn’t be able to handle it anymore, her world exploded as her first orgasm shook her over.
Jon stared at her as she came and he had to use all his strength to not come himself in his pants. Her body wriggled on his knees and her juices coated his hand as he traced slow circles around her love button as he waited for her breath to calm down a bit. When she finally opened her eyes again, he saw the marveled expression in them.

“That was... that was.. AMAZING!” She exclaimed and Jon couldn’t help but laugh at her. 
“I know!” He answered and gave her a slow, passionate kiss.
One thing was for sure: Kyra wasn’t now as half as shy as she had been when she entered in his room a short while ago. She willingly responded at his kiss and her tongue surveyed his mouth. When they pulled apart, Jon removed his fingers from her throbbing pussy and Kyra groaned in disappointment.
“You little slut!” Jon hissed, but Kyra simply frowned.

“I liked the way you made me feel.” She said childishly and Jon laughed. He planted a hot kiss on her full lips and then murmured.
“The best is yet to come, you little bitch... Now stand up!” He ordered and Kyra obeyed grumpily. He preferred to have his fingers touching her pussy as he called it than standing up, but she knew she had no choice. Kyra stood up and Jon stared at her; her breasts naked and her nipples hard and wearing only her plaid skirt and her shoes.
“I’m not done with you, Kyra... I still can tell your father.” He murmured and her eyes grew wide.
“I’m sorry...” She murmured and Jon grinned.

“Good. Now take of your shoes and socks.” Kyra obeyed and once she had tossed them aside, she looked back at him. “Turn around.” He ordered and Kyra did as he asked. “Now bend over the desk, rest on your elbows and spread your legs.” Jon said next. Once she was in the position he wanted, Jon studied her for a few seconds and his eyes beamed with lust. Her short skirt had ridden up her legs and her moist white panties were clearly visible and he had to hold himself back; there was nothing he wanted the most that pulling her panties down and fuck that innocent girl senseless, but he had seen a hint of the slut she could be and he wanted to make her beg for his cock.

Kyra noticed his silence and frowning slightly, she did her best to look back at him without changing her position. Turning her head around, Kyra’s eyes grew wide when she saw Mr. Markman’s eyes fixed on her backside while his hand slowly rubbed his groin.
“Mr. Markman...” Kyra whined softly and Jon looked up at her with lustful eyes.
“Turn your head, Kyra.” He ordered hoarsely and Kyra obeyed, wondering what he had in mind now.
A few seconds later, she heard him standing up and before she knew, his warm hands were stroking the sensitive skin of the back of her thighs. She straightened her head up, but Jon’s soothing voice relaxed her a bit.

“Easy, Kyra... Haven’t I made you feel good as I promised?” He murmured and Kyra nodded silently. “Then let me do this. This will be even better.” He promised and Kyra rested her forehead on the cool wood, silently allowing him to do as he pleased with her.
“That’s better, baby...” Jon said as his hands cupped her bum cheeks. 
“Professor...” Kyra moaned, feeling her groin tingling again as it had done just minutes ago.
“You like it, don’t you?” Jon asked as his hands rubbed her butt and her inner thighs shamelessly. Kyra nodded and he stopped his fondling for a while until Kyra groaned.