He was stronger than me, so he held me in place, and gave me a disapproving glare. I could not help but stare into his deep blue eyes. “I-I-I am…a... sorry, b-but why…I do not-” He sighed, and shook his head at my words. “Of course you do not understand. This is all new to you, is it not? It is both scary, and exciting to you.” I nodded nervously at his words. It was true that this experience, and that these feelings were both frightening, and yet exciting to me. “Y-Yes sir.” A faint smile. Of course we talked about this in lectures, and on the last lecture before mid-semester break we decided we would get in my car and drive, not caring where we end up. That night I told the boss I wouldn’t be in for a few days, Natalie had agreed to do the same. Saturday morning while the sun began to show over the horizon, I threw some clothes in a bag, grabbed my two person tent, got in my car and drove to Natalie’s place. She was already waiting in the cool morning air as I pulled up. She. And, even if I do say so myself, my hips were sultrily swaying, my gorgeously rounded and enticing buttocks were wiggling like springed jellies, my perky, pokie, titties were jiggling with every tottering step, and my shower-head cunny was throbbing and spurting and ensuring that my milky thighs were well-lubricated as they rubbed across each other. So it was a bit of a bummer that Miss Crossface was standing guard at the gate, tapping her foot and leering disapprovingly at the assorted pupils. She paused and whispered to excuse her for being slow, but it had been a long time and that she wanted to believe it was happening. “Is it, Pete. Is it really happening, and may I go further?” Those delicious words whispered into my ear were indeed a joy to behold and this was the right time to show her my blessing by moving my hand down and inside her blouse, beneath her bra and so slowly caressing and squeezing her right breast. I looked into her eyes as I felt her very first touch, stroking,.