The English Student

The English student - Part 1

Cindy arrived in Cork as an English student for the summer before completing her Marketing degree in The Netherlands. She was a typical 24 year old tall and curvy Dutch girl, she had blonde hair, green eyes, with a mischievous smile. She’s been attending college for a few weeks now, when her regular teacher announced that she’d applied for 2 weeks’ vacation time.

Today was the day where the class would meet the substitute teacher for the next 2 weeks, Mr Collins. As he entered the class, Cindy was already prepared for the lesson, sitting with her books open, like she did every morning. Since it was a nice summer’s day, Cindy was wearing a cute little dress that hugged her curvy figure and exposed a little bit of cleavage.

Cindy’s eyes locked with his, she estimated that he’s probably in his mid-thirties, athletically built with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. She couldn’t help but stare as he introduced himself to the class. “Hey lads, I’m Mr Collins, I’d be the one grilling you with grammar for the next two weeks” he said teasingly with a smile.

Cindy thought that he seemed nice, with a good sense of humour and definitely way more attractive than Ms Edna, the regular teacher.  

Besides the fact that Mr Collins was easy on the eyes, there was just something about him that fascinated her and she was finding it very difficult to pay attention to the lesson.

Was it his quirky smile? His deep blue mischievous eyes? Or his calming voice with a profound Irish accent? 

Mr Collins had started the class explaining what the lesson will be about. At this stage, Cindy was sitting with her pen in her mouth, as she usually does, just listening to Mr Collins. She found it extremely difficult to really focus, as she could help just staring at him and hearing his voice without hearing the words. She decided to bury her face in her book in order to take in some information about the lesson, as she has an exam creeping closer.

After what felt like just a few minutes, Cindy noticed the classroom becoming warmer and quiet, like the voices of her classmates laughing and making jokes had disappeared. The only thing she could hear was Mr Collins' voice, as she looked up, their eyes connected like they were talking to each other without exchanging a single word. It was deep and intense. Cindy could feel how her cheeks warmed up and how her heart started pounding faster, she was very aroused and felt the dampness increasing between her thighs.

She couldn’t stop herself from glimpsing down, at his crotch, imagining what was beneath the cream coloured Chinos he had on.
He noticed her staring but didn't turn away, in fact he kept coming closer to her desk at the back of the class.

Suddenly the class was empty, this was very bizarre, but Cindy didn't even question it, she was filled with a desire like she hadn’t felt in a long time. She wanted to rip the shirt off her teacher and kiss him all over his beautiful toned body. Mr Collins came closer, towards her, and stopped in front of her desk, and handed her the black marker, like he expected her to answer a question written on the whiteboard behind him.

As she reached out to take the marker, he didn't release his grip immediately, instead, their eyes locked once again, he touched her hand for a second before he let the marker go. She had goosebumps all over her body and her heart kept beating even faster. Mr Collins eyes moved down to her chest, looking at her nipples piercing through her dress and the goosebumps forming over the cleavage her breast. 

She accidentally dropped the marker on the floor, feeling very clumsy. She quickly bend down to the floor to pick it up. As she picked up the marker, she looked up at Mr Collins... there was now a huge bulge in his tight-fitting pants. He bends down towards her and extended his hand to help her back up.

Cindy was now standing in front of him, he's hadn’t let her hand go yet,  and he moved his other hand to her curvy hip, pulling her closer to him. Mr Collins had finally let her hand go, just to move it to feel her breasts, while he leaned in to kiss her. Cindy puts her hand behind his head, pulling him even closer until she felt his fully erect cock pressing against her. She was dripping from pure lust at this point. Mr Collins' touch sent electric shocks through her body. As they were kissing intensely, Mr Collins managed to slowly lift up her dress, all the way up to expose her whole body.

Cindy moved her hands to release Mr Collins' cock which seemed seconds away from tearing through his chinos. She didn’t have the patience to unbutton his shirt, so she just ripped it off. Once again, they were kissing like they couldn’t get enough of each other.  

Suddenly, Mr Collins pulls away, just standing there, staring at her body, from her toes up to her golden blonde hair. “Damn I want you” was the only words Mr Collins managed to get out.

He approached her again, pushing her towards the wall at the back of the class, with his hands placed on her hips, while he was kissing her again.

Once they reached the wall, he started kissing neck, her shoulders, then moved down and licked and sucked her erect nipples while slipping his fingers into her warm, wet and eager pussy.

She's ready, she couldn’t take the teasing anymore. Cindy grabbed Mr Collins's ass tightly and pulled him towards her, feeling his hard cock pressing against her. She moved her one leg onto a chair next to them, and Mr Collins  positions himself to enter her.

As he slid up inside her, she couldn’t help to release a soft pleasurable moan while biting her lower lip. Mr Collins slid in and out of her while her nails went deeper into his back. Cindy hadn’t felt this good in a long time. Mr Collins picked her up, in his strong arms, and while continuing the motion, he set her down on one of the desks. He could hear and feel the pleasure she felt with each thrust. She continued moaning softly as he picked up the pace, thrusting harder and faster. Her breathing and moaning increased and he could feel her tightening up around his cock. She was about to have the best orgasm of her life.
Cindy can't hold out any longer, and her nails dig even deeper into Mr Collins as her orgasm came,  and Mr Collins couldn’t help but to let's out a moan of pleasure as he came with her. His head resting on her shoulder, breathing deeply, not moving, trying to catch his breath. After a few minutes, he looked up into her eyes again....

Cindy heard a sudden loud “Crack” and saw Mr Collins Infront of the class, still busy with his lesson, and all her classmates still seated where they were. Cindy had woken up from a daydream when she bit the back of her pen off and the whole class looked her way with a puzzling expression, including Mr Collins, who is still fully dressed and busy with his grammar lesson.

"Cindy, are you okay" Mr Collins asked caringly, approaching her desk. Cindy just nodded while staring at his crotch once more, remembering the wild fantasy she had just drifted to.