Substitute Teacher Pt. 2 Chapter 1

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After class, I walked Gwen to her car and we decided to meet at the coffee shop in town to talk about everything. We took a booth, sitting across from each other and each ordered a French Vanilla cappuccino. We spent close to three hours talking about what had been going on over the past two years. After our affair ended, she did move down south, but got homesick and moved back this way and luckily fell into this teaching job. She thought about me a lot and when she found out that I had enrolled in her class, she got into the school computer and found out my address. She got out of my building so fast because she had wanted to surprise me my first day. She had certainly succeeded in that!

We talked about our sex sessions and how hot they were and how her newest fetish was wearing pantyhose. She loved how they felt on her legs and ass and the attention she got, so she wore them all the time, even when she was at home. I found out that she had purchased a house only about twenty-five minutes from my place, as well. 

After our third cappuccino I heard something drop under the table. Before I could even look to see what it was, I felt Gwen's feet on my crotch. She began to massage the front of my pants until my cock began to harden. She began to rub her stockinged feet up and down each side of my semi-hard penis through my jeans. I could not hide my smile.

"Well, I think we've said everything there is to say for now, don't you?" The way she was looking at me made me want to take her and fuck her right there on the table.
"I think so," I said in agreement. "So what do you have in mind?"
"I think I want to get the hell out of here and go somewhere so you can fuck me silly. Sound like a plan?"
I again nodded in agreement. "Where do we go?"

"There's our old hotel across town. I'm sure you remember there don't you?"
"Sounds like a good idea. Let's go." I paid the bill and we left toward the old hotel where we had spent so many nights two years ago.

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Gwen paid for our room and we impatiently boarded the elevator to the third floor. As soon the doors closed, I grabbed Gwen and slammed her against the wall of the elevator. I smothered her mouth with mine, all the while pulling her skirt up and roughly rubbing the palm of my hand against the crotch of her already wet pantyhose. All the memories of our nights of sweat-filled animalistic fucking came roaring back, turning me on even more.

The elevator doors opened and I grabbed my lover by the hand, almost jerking her out of the elevator. We hurried down the hall, frantically searching for room 304. Finding it, I slid the key through, awaitng the beep. As soon as it did and the lock clicked open, I forced my way into the room pulling Gwen with me.
No words were spoken as we quickly disrobed, with an almost frantic desperation to our actions. As Gwen started to remove her sexy black pantyhose, I walked up to her and grabbed her hand, stopping her. I shook my head no and pressed my body tightly against hers, positioning my rock-hard penis between Gwen's wet, nylon covered pussy. She moaned, tilting her head back, exposing her neck. I agressively attacked her milky white neck, kissing and biting it, leaving small red marks as I traced my way down to her heaving breasts.

I started on her left nipple kissing and gently biting it, as to not hurt her too badly. I spent several moments ravishing one, then the other leaving them wet with saliva. Gwen's breathing had increased ten-fold and I wanted more than anything to plunge my cock into her dripping wet pussy, but I forced myself to keep the pace that I had started.

Using my hands to steady her quivering body, I left a trail of kisses between her heaving mounds and continued down her stomach until I reached the waistband of her hose. I knelt down in front of her, her crotch positioned right in front of my face. I put my face right into her crotch and a loud gasp esaped Gwen's lips. I began to lick the material covering her lushious pussy, letting the scent of her arousal fill my nose.

I traced the outline of her lips with my tongue, soaking the already wet nylon even more. I took my hands from Gwen's hips and in one violent motion, ripped the crotch from her pantyhose, exposing her beautiful, wet pussy. I quickly moved my hands back to Gwen's hips as the shock of what I had just done had excited her, making her knees buckle slightly.

Wanting to torture her as much as I could, I asked her what I should do next. "Should I lick your pussy, Gwen?"
A loud moan escaped her lips. "Oh my fucking God, Michael! Please lick my pussy. Clean up all my juices, please!"

I hesitated for a moment enjoying the power I had at this moment. I looked up at her face and was struck by how stunningly beautiful Gwen was. Her eyes were tightly closed and her face was flushed a bright pink. Her perfect breasts were heaving from her wanton breathing and she was slighting trembling from anticipation. I took all of her in, quickly glancing at the hood piercing she had added in the time I last had the privilege of ravishing her.

I lowered my head and plunged my tongue between the folds of Gwen's pussy. This time her knees did buckle and she came forward pressing her crotch tightly against my face, pushing my tongue even deeper inside her. I moved my tongue inside her in a circular motion, stopping at the top of each motion to flick it rapidly back and forth. Gwen was moaning very loudly now, speaking incoherently something I couldn't understand.

Gwen was leaning so hard against me now, that my neck was supporting almost all of her weight. So my neck didn't snap, I paused long enough to lie her down on the plush carpet of our love nest and resumed eating her out. I focused now on her clit, making sure I flicked my tongue back and forth from her piercing to her clit to send her over the edge. And over the edge she quickly went.

She began to almost scream now. "Oh God, I'm cumming, I'm fucking cumming, Michael!" She screamed this over and over as I held her clit between my lips and sucked it with all I had. I felt her cum begin to squirt onto my lips and down my chin with a steady, milky white stream as she bucked, her ass slamming off the carpeted floor.

As I felt her orgasm subsiding, I moved from between her legs and positioned my body between Gwen's still quivering thighs. Not wanting her orgasmic high to subside, I immediately plunged my stiff cock deep into her cum-soaked pussy. The sudden intrusion of my penis inside of her caused Gwen to gasp and her eyes flew open. But just as suddenly, she collapsed again and began to moan loudly, with her head titled back as far as she could make it go.

As I began a steady in and out movement with my hips, I grabbed Gwen's ankles and placed her feet on my chest getting even deeper thrusts in the process. I grabbed hold of her pantyhose and ripped an even bigger hole in the material, giving me easier access. I began pistoning harder and harder into her, causing her head to begin thrashing back and forth on the carpet and causing moans to escape me as well.

After slamming Gwen's sopping pussy in the missionary position for several minutes, I abruptly pulled out of her and turned her to her hands and knees. From behind, I could see the wetness from her pussy dripping in the sparce light of the hotel room. I again plunged my cock into her with total abandonment. As her screams of passion filled the room, I felt my own orgasm building deep within my aching, throbbing balls. As i got closer and closer to cumming, I began to slap Gwen's tight ass cheeks, leaving red welts all the way across.

Gwen began talking in a filthy stream of sexual obscenities. "Fuck my pussy! Fuck my wet pussy, Michael! Slap my ass and fill my pussy with your cum! C'mon baby, fill me up! Oh my fucking God you feel so good!"

Just listening to her sped me up and I suddenly felt my cum speeding up the length of my shaft and with a loud moan and several more hard thrusts, I began to shoot my seed deep inside Gwen's pussy. I came harder than I had in quite awhile and feeling quite spent, I slipped from out of Gwen and collapsed onto the floor.

We laid silently on the floor for several minutes before we spoke. Gwen was the first to break the silence. "God, how I missed fucking you. I never dreamnt that we'd start back up like we had never stopped. Wow!"

I laughed, feeling totally and completely satisfied. "Damn Gwen, this was our first day back together. Where do we go from here?"
Gwen sat up and in the faint light of the room, she looked so beautiful that it almost took my breath away. "Well, I hope you're not telling me that this was all we have to do, right? Because I have plans for us and it may take us all year to do them all!"

I laughed again. "Well, as long as I don't have any competition. You know how I hate sharing."

She smiled. It was a big, genuine smile that again caused me to realize Gwen's beauty. "I know how you hate sharing, and if you're all mine, I promise that I'm all yours. Deal?"
I sat up now, and slid over to Gwen and gave her a hug. "Okay, if I have to. I promise."

We sat in the middle of the floor naked, hugging one another for quite awile, talking until late into the afternoon. We finally fixed ourselves, got dressed and decided to get a bite to eat. We checked out of the hotel looking much as we had checking in. The only thing missing was Gwen's black hose, which lay tattered and torn in Room 304's bathroom trash can.

We went and ate and afterwards said our goodbyes. I didn't have a class the next day so we agreed to meet at our coffee shop at lunch and talk more. I couldn't wait!