The Impossible Just Got Possible

Chapter Three: Too Bad

"Hmm you smell so good. Is it that pinnapple?" Mr. Oxford's hand left my breast and stroked my hair behind my ear.

"You are perv!" I tried to push him off of me.

"Aw yet another question you have not answered." I was sitting on his desk and he grabbed a hold of my wrists. He shoved my wrists down and pinned them to desk.

"Let me go!" I demanded.

"I'm very tired of your nasty attitude", Mr. Oxford kept a grin on his face while he eyed me down and exhaled loudly, "Do you want me to punish you for being a naughty student?"

There must have been something wrong with this man, the teacher and student kink was not in my ball park. Well to be honest none of what was happening was in my ball park.

"You make me sick." I growled at him, wiggling my hands and his grip got tighter.

"Tell me have those sweet pink lips been kissed before?" He bit his lip.

I was embarrassed that I hadn't been kissed before, but if I only could tell him my presence here wasn't for sexual desire but for the A grade desire.

"Mr. Oxford please just let me explain my self, you are getting the wrong idea." he rudely interrupted my plea for explaining my self with a kiss on the lips.

His lips moved against mine like two betta fishes doing their mating dance, colliding for a few moments and then letting go and then back to dancing with their bodies. I couldn't resist this feeling of tingling pleasure on my lips. I couldn't resist his smell of old spice invading my nose, nor the way he tasted like fresh mint.

I watched the trail of slobber that was connected to Mr. Oxford and I, when he pulled away from my aching lips. I was flabbergasted, I could only hear my heart viciously pulse in my chest.

"Those lustful virgin eyes are a killer aren't they." He says as I gaze upon him, secretly wanting him to kiss me again,"Would you like more?"

My instinct was to nod, the truth was that I wanted more even though I knew it was a bad idea. Mr. Oxford releases his grip on my wrists and his hand grabs a plentiful amount of my hair, before he pulls me in for another kiss.

This kiss was different from the first one, Mr. Oxford forced his tongue inside my mouth and began to move his head to the right to deepen to what I call now a make out session. Our tongues fought each other roughly but than started to swirl with each other peacefully. I was in fairy tale land, I had finally got my first kiss, but fairy tale shortly ended after I heard the thud of his towel hit the ground.

Whatever you do, don't stare at it and always keep your head up.

"I see you had made your decision." Mr. Oxford lowly gasps in my ear,"Don't be shy about it."

Mr. Oxford had pulled my skirt up, exposing my baby blue panties and he chuckled at me. He placed his hand on to my lower area and rubs slowly.

I began to pant heavy but softly, this feels so good. I brung my heavy eyes to meet with his, finally he made the move to slip his hand under my panties and start to swirl his finger in circular motions. Surely enough the guilt over came the pleasure.

"Does it feel good Ayana?" He whispered in my hear, the way he said my name was thrilling, it sent shivers down my spine.

Hey wait a sec this isn't what I wanted!

"Stop!" I squealed with anger,"I will go home, that is my decision. Not like this, please."

I wasn't ready for going all the way, espicsally with my teacher! I don't know what came over me, he had sparked a lustful need in me to be touched but I had to put that fire down before I ended up naked in his bed.