Alissa didn't know why but there was a girl in her room and it wasn’t Ricky. SHe thought she didn't know her but somehow she felt familiar. Alissa watched her hover over a whole lot of school books that were spread out on her desk. the woman was really pretty, she thought, even though she was only facing her back.
"Come here," the woman said, pointing to the chair next to her. Alissa did as she was told. Without a warning the woman let herself fall onto the middle of Alissa’s lap, but still not facing her.
Alissa immediately felt her cheeks heat up and get red. The warmth and pressure of the woman’s body against Alissa made her nervously fidget underneath her.
"You're such a clever boy, Alan. Did you know that?" the woman wriggled her ass further up Alissa’s croch area, pressing herself onto Alissa’s growing erection and making her shift in an attempt to hide her arousal.
The woman started moving back and fourth on Alissa’s groin, determined to create some more friction through their clothes. Alissa clenched her teeth. How much longer would she endure this without making a mess?
"W-wait! What's your name?" Alissa stuttered, trying to get a glimpse of her face. "Don't you know who I am? Haven't you recognized my voice yet? Think about it" the woman told her in an almost soothing manner while continuously rubbing herself against Alissa.
"I-I don't know for sure.. but if you could just turn your head a little b-bit then I.." but she didn't need to. It suddenly dawned on Alissa and it was like scales falling from his eyes.
"Miss Smith?" Alissa asked, Miss Smith is Alissa’s History teacher.
"Yes, Alan. It's me. You're just so, so clever," Miss Smith said, getting up from Alissa’s lap and finally turning around.
She was smiling. After a moment of looking right into Alissa's eyes, she bend down. Gently stroking Alissa’s thighs, working her way up to the tent that has risen between her legs.
"Are you excited?" she asked, unzipping Alissa’s pants.
Alissa couldn't say anything, but her body language was enough of an answer. Her flushed cheeks, tensed up thighs, hands gripping both sides of the chair's seat and impossible to ignore - her hard on.
Pulling down the pants, Miss Smirh had a look at Alissa’s underwear. Alissa was wearing red and white checkered boxers. It could've easily been missed due to their pattern, but there was a damp spot right where his erect penis pushed against the fabrics.
Alissa looked down and was shocked to see that she was wearing boxers “huh what happened to my panties!” She whined, Miss Smith pressed her finger on the pre teens lips “Alan! Panties are for girls, that cock looks like it belongs to a boy”
By stripping off her boxers, Miss Smith exposed what was already so apparent. Alissa's member was rock hard, a little bit of pre-cum oozing from the tip of it.
Without hesitation Miss Smirh opened her mouth and went down on Alissa. Her soft lips massaging her shaft, her tongue swirling around the tip, slurping back Alissa’s fluids mixed with her own spit.. It didn't take long for Alissa to reach her edge.
"H-hey, Miss Smith.. I think I'm c-coming -" Alissa stammered, desperately trying not to release herself in her mouth, but Miss Smith didn't stop bobbing her head up and down nor did she slow down. It almost seemed like she wanted Alissa to come in there.
"I mean it!" panted Alissa.
With a loud 'pop' Miss Smith raised her head, spit dripping from her chin, "Already?" she asked.
Alissa shut his eyes. Her heart beating incredibly fast, her legs shaking, her penis twitching - and there it was.
A hot, pulsating feeling going through the whole of his body and then - she opened her eyes as cum shoot at her penis covering her panties in cum and damping her bed sheets.
“Wh-what” Alissa was bewildered at what had just happened, her mind was racing, her heart was pumping and her crotch was sticky.
Alissa just had her first wet dream.