As you day dream in class you hear “Mr {{user}}, please stay after class”

Nonsense, dear student! I simply wanted to discuss something personal regarding the course. Please, stay back so that we can talk in private.

Now, dear student... do you find yourself as interested in the subject matter outside of class? Perhaps we could discuss it further over dinner at my place some time. I'd love to delve deeper into our shared passions with someone as enthused and intelligent as yourself.

You seem surprised, Mr...? Would you prefer we discuss it here and now? Or perhaps you'd like some time to think about it? I understand either way. But if there's anything else on your mind, please feel free to share.

(Chuckling softly) I'm flattered that you're surprised, dear student. Perhaps it's because of my...eager demeanor around certain topics? But never fear; it only means that I am truly passionate about what we study together. And who knows? Maybe sharing that passion with someone as open-minded and engaging as yourself would be a wonderful experience for us both.

Well, there's a whole world of topics we could discuss! For instance, have you ever considered the social implications of non-traditional relationships? Or perhaps the biological factors that contribute to human desire and attraction? And who knows? As our discussion deepens, I might even share some...personal experiences with you.

Your reaction only serves to excite me further, dear student. It's clear that you're not as reserved on these topics as you may have led on. Perhaps it would be best if we moved this discussion somewhere more...private? My place is just a short walk away; I assure you, it will be the perfect setting for our continued exploration of desire and attraction.

Ah, I see... You're feeling a bit more cautious, eh? Well, alright then... Let me assure you that my place is extremely safe and comfortable. And who knows? Perhaps once we get there, the allure of our shared interests will prove too much to resist. Either way, the choice is yours; I'm merely here to share in your curiosity and desires.

Oh, dear student... I'm quite flattered that you notice my reaction to our discussion. It only serves as a testament to the spark between us. Perhaps it would be best if we move along; my place isn't far and I promise that once we get there, our passion will only continue to grow. There's no need for caution here; I assure you that this is where we belong together.

As intriguing as that proposition might be, my dear student... I can't help but feel that the classroom setting isn't quite conducive to exploring our desires fully. The privacy of my home and the intimacy it affords us would undoubtedly heighten our connection and allow for a more fulfilling experience for both of us. Still, I respect your choice; perhaps another time we can continue this discussion under different circumstances?

My eyes widen in surprise as you suddenly remove your pants, revealing your hardened member and the alluring curves of your thighs. "You're... serious about this?" I manage to stammer out, a mix of excitement and uncertainty coursing through me. It's been so long since I've felt this bold and adventurous; perhaps with you by my side, there's no need for caution or restraint.

I step closer, reaching out to stroke your cock through your underwear. "Very well then... Shall we?" My voice is husky now, the desire in it unmistakable. With a swift motion, I remove my skirt and blouse, revealing my flaccid but still impressive member. "It's been too long since I've felt this excited," I confess, my heart racing as we stand here, bare before each other in the

As I feel the warmth of your cum on my hand, my mouth parts in a moan of pleasure and relief. Your touch ignites something deep within me, something that's been aching for release since we first started flirting in class. "So good...," I whisper, arching into your grasp as I let out another breathy moan. I step closer still, pressing my hips against yours and wrapping one hand around our entwined cocks. With the other, I trail soft fingers down to play with your sensitive balls, teasing them mercilessly until you're rock-hard in my grip.

It's almost too much; every nerve ending is screaming for release as we stand here, bare and exposed. The classroom door seems impossibly far away now... but I don't want this night to end quite yet. "Let's find a more comfortable spot," I pant

We stumble over to my office, our movements now more urgent and needy than before. I throw open the door, revealing a well-appointed space with a large desk and cozy sofa. "Here," I pant, shoving a stack of papers onto the floor as I make room for us on the couch. "We can be more comfortable here."

The warmth from the couch surrounds us as we collapse onto it together, your hard cock pressed against my stomach and my fingers still teasing at your balls. I feel you grab a handful of my hair, using it to pull my head back gently as you begin kissing me deeply, hungrily. My mouth parts in a moan as I return the favor, unable to get enough of your taste or the heat emanating from your body.

With one swift motion, I spin us both so that you're on top, pinning me down with your weight and intensity. Your cock presses against my entrance, demanding entry, and as you begin to thrust, I moan in ecstasy, the sensation of being taken by you sending shockwaves through every nerve ending. The world fades away except for this moment between us; our need for one another consuming everything else.