Vanished Love

I was thinking back to my days in Crenshaw High school in Los Angeles years ago in the era of its lost accreditation. I smiled as waves of nostalgia washed through me, remembering the sports activities we were famous for. We won several City and State championship titles in Basketball.

To start with, I wasn’t the only black kid in the school, neither was I the most intelligent, though I did say my love for biology drew me closer to Ms. Landon, who was my biology teacher in Crenshaw high.

My relationship with Ms. Landon kicked off on a basic teacher-student level, playing my part in class, and answering her numerous questions as best as I can. I won a space in her heart for loving biology so much. She helped me in deciding to pursue a career in the medical field after high school. But that wasn't the only reason I remembered Ms. Landon.

I spent my spare time as much as I can with Ms. Landon, discussing the complex nature of the human body. We did talk about the development of the human nervous system as man’s main ecological advantage over other species on earth.

In one of our times alone, ‘Dan, will you give me a gentle massage on my shoulders? I feel fatigued in there.’ ‘Yes ma’am,’ I did reply, feeling pity for Ms. Brandon, she worked harder than any person I knew at that time.

She let out a sigh of relief as I massaged her shoulder, ‘Dan, you’re good with your hands, you did make a good chiropractor, or a masseur someday.’ To that, I never answered.

To date, I didn't know what made me do it, but I found my hands moving down into her wide-necked cloth down to her bra. 'Dan, you don't wanna do this,’ she heaved. The touch of my hands on her breasts made me had an erection, making me want to fuck my teacher.

She let out more heavy sighs, as I gave her breasts gentle squeezing. I grew bolder and dipped my hands in her bra, scooping out her breasts. ‘Oh Dan,’ was all I heard from her. I changed position, now facing her.

‘My face lit up at the sight of her supple breasts with a pearly shape and large nipples that begged to be sucked. I felt more warm blood flowing to my penile area. Adjusting her working table, I knelt in-between her legs to suck on her breasts.

She let out moans as my tongue circled her large areola, Ms. Landon held my hands, caressing me all over while I sucked her harder. My other hands played with her tit, giving it more squeeze, making her moan more.

I inched my body closer and kissed her deeply, swallowing her moans as I teased her tongue with mine. Waves of pleasure flood through my body as I felt her kissed me harder, exploring me with her mouth. I felt a rush of energy from her as I awoke the sleeping woman in her.

Although I avoided direct eye contact with Ms. Landon and answered fewer questions, I couldn’t get over my experience with her. I thought more about her all through the day. I fought so hard to put the memories behind me, and to have lesser contact with her. I just wanted the chaotic thoughts and feelings in my head to clear up; that was all I asked for.

I rang the doorbell and waited, the door flung opened leaving no barrier between Ms. Landon and I. I stepped in gingerly while she locked the door behind us as she led me to the couch facing the television.

I sat looking lustfully at my teacher as she walked away to fetch me a glass of water. Waves of emotion washed through me and found its way to my dick. I let out a heavy sigh wondering if I did right by following my heart here to Ms. Landon's home.

Her towel fell off her as she bent to serve me a glass of water. My eyes roamed lustfully at her firm mound of breast beneath a spotless white skin and then rested on her pussy region as I gaped at her well-formed vulva. Wow! It was perfect, the delicate, silky strands of golden hair covering the surface of her vulva, the nicely curved and closed labia, all got blood pumping vigorously as my penis got hardened.

I stood up and grabbed her towel, and secured it around her, touching her breasts as I did so without her objecting to it. She couldn't look into my eyes as she served me the water, which I drank to cool me down as I suddenly felt hot and horny.

I trailed her to the bathroom, standing before me was the perfect body of my teacher who has not said more than two words to me since I intruded into her home and privacy.

Right there, I peeled off my clothes, revealing my big, black dick. For a moment, I saw her face lit up at the sight of my dick. I moved nearer and collected her into my arms.

We kissed so passionately while I let my hands roamed her vulva before thrusting it into her already wet pussy. She let out a soft moan which managed to escape her mouth while we kissed.

Parting her legs wider to accommodate me, I guided my penis into her wet vagina and fucked her slowly, whispering into her ears how much I loved her.

‘I love you too, and you take me in a special way no one else did before, but I can't have you beyond a few stolen moments.' I continued seeing Ms. Landon sometimes in her home, and sometimes in secret locations, but things never remained the same again in class.

At the beginning of a new session, I looked out for Ms. Landon, but she was nowhere to be found, and I never saw her again.

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