Pt 2 Kevin’s realization [m19 / F28] [slow burn] [taboo] [teacher/student]

Part 2 follows “Kevin’s Secret”

Kevin’s heart sunk when he checked his email later that day. He only had one email on his school account and it was from his pre calc professor.

“Kevin- I have office hours tomorrow between 9:30 and 11. Please come see me; we need to talk.

TIA,
Prof. Bella”

His mind was racing. After what happened earlier he was sure he was in trouble… did she know? But maybe not- wouldn’t that be a conversation with the Dean? Or police? Would they be at the office hours tomorrow? What’s with the “TIA” at the end?

He was already over thinking it. He spent most of the night nervous about tomorrow. His palms sweat and he began thinking of ways he could tell his parents he got tossed out of community college.

When he arrived the next day, he caught an audible sigh of relief just before it escaped his body. As he opened professor Bella’s door, his eyes darted around the room quickly surveying to see how many people were there. It was only her on her computer.

“Good morning, Kevin”, she stated, standing calmly. She seemed cold and her piecing blue eyes felt icy as his gaze met hers briefly. She was wearing a white button down blouse and a knee length skirt. All business, today, it seems.

“Ah.. H… Hello”, Kevin responded. He was still nervous.

“I don’t know how to say this, so I’ll just cut to the chase. You know, I’ve dealt with a lot of pranks and tricks around here, but I’ve never had anyone put any thing on me until yesterday. I got back to my office after your pre calculus class and found goo on my shoulder. I believe you put it there. Why did you put it there?”

“It was an accident, I’m sorry, I bumped into you and I must have got something on you,” he responded sheepishly. He wasn’t used to being scolded.

His professor seemed unconvinced. Clearly she’s been bullied by students enough to sour her on quick explanations.

“Honestly, I don’t know you very well, but I don’t believe you. What did you put on me? It looked like snot.”

She was speaking a little more warmly, maybe feeling guilty that Kevin seemed to be taking it kind of hard, but clearly there was more to it than he was saying.

“It wasn’t snot…” he started before catching himself. He realized it seemed like admission.

“So you DID put something on me! I kn…”

“It was cum!” He blurted, hoping his admission would quell the accusations. His face was turning red. “But I still didn’t mean to get it on you.”

Katie Bella was trying to catch up. “Come? What is come?” Then it dawned on her. “Cum”. She marched over to her door and closed it. She hoped no one heard him say that.

“What were you doing with semen on your hands?!” She asked instinctively, somewhat relieved it wasn’t worse.

“I dunno…” his voice dipped low and ashamed. “I had an accident, I guess”

She heard the shame in his voice and slowly walked back to her desk and sat down, feeling a bit sorry for the guy; evidently still dealing with the awkward parts of life. She wasn’t prepared for this conversation, and she dropped a bit of her professional guard.

“Were you masturbating in my class?” It began to make sense to her. She remembered seeing his face look red hot.

“… “ Kevin stood looking at his shoes. Having a woman ask him about masturbation triggered him and he felt his groin get warm. Why was he such a fucking pervert? He wondered. His thoughts already weren’t in a good place.

“Kevin, you know that’s illegal right?” She seemed more tender. “Do you think you have a problem? We have school councilors and they can help you. They’re really wonderful.” She assumed he was masturbating to one of the girls in class.

“No… I just… I got a boner and I was worried about standing up and everyone seeing it.” He hated the word “boner” as it came out of his mouth, but it seemed like a disarming word to use.

Katie began to think about all the mysterious boy problems that she always heard about but never witnessed. She was once a teenager after all. She felt a little badly that she jumped to her original conclusion and seemed to be more candid with Kevin.

“How did you end up with a boner in pre calculus? Even I don’t like it *that* much,” she joked, trying to take the sting out of an awkward situation she felt responsible for.

“…” Kevin was looking anywhere but at Ms. Bella.

She blushed, realizing her joke was a bad one. There was no good answer. “Great job Katie”, she thought, harkening back to her own awkward school experiences. Then she noticed he was getting an erection, and her heart skipped a beat. She paused and cleared her throat, expecting he would cover himself, but he didn’t- he seemed far away.

“Uhm… Kevin… do you need to use the restroom?”

“No, why?” It dawned on him and he immediately covered himself. He was too shy to even apologize at this point. He just wanted to be released so he could go die from the intense embarrassment he felt.

“… is that because of me?” She asked. He didn’t respond. The office got quiet as she considered very carefully what she would say next. Things had already become inappropriate, and it was too late to save it. Katie always had a slight problem with impulse control, and what she said next surprised both of them.

“Take it out.”

Kevin looked at her for the first time since entering. “What?”

“Take it out.” She closed the blinds behind her. “Take it out and take care of yourself”.

It wasn’t registering for Kevin, even now.

“It’s okay, do what you need to.” She encouraged him. She remained seated at her desk and just watched him quietly.

He slowly looked down and undid his belt and top button of his shorts. He unzipped so slowly, unsure that this was really supposed to be happening. He was so excited to show off and his perfect cock was absolutely pulsing, waiting to feel fresh air.

He pulled his boxers down far enough so his cock could clear them, and there he was, his dick bouncing a little under its own weight. He looked up to see if she was looking. She was. Then she smiled.

That did it. His precum started to drip from his cock. A long strand started to drip towards the floor and he caught it with his hand and smeared it on his rock hard, veiny cock.

Katie watched a lot of porn. No one would ever guess by her usual demeanor, but she loved watching small women get railed by huge cocks. She saw Kevin’s and it wasn’t quite as big as some, but it was big, and more importantly… it was thick. She bit her lip as she watched him start to stroke it.

Seated in the secrecy of her own desk, her own hand traveled down to her skirt and tried to hike it up… but it wasn’t moving high enough. She stood up and unzipped her skirt. Kevin watched her intently, excited to see what was under the gray skirt. It fell to the floor and he started pumping furiously when he saw her in a simple low rise black thong. Nothing fancy- she probably didn’t expect to show them off to anyone today. That made him sweat a little at his brow.

As she sat back down, it disappeared from view and Kevin slowed back down. She continued to watch him, not fully considering what she was doing… none of that “post nut clarity” to help sort out the facts. She was too horny. The taboo of watching one of her students pleasure himself because of her was more than she could bear. She slid her right hand down the front of her panties and instinctively assumed the position she was so accustomed too… ass forward in the chair, back slouched against the backrest. She ran her fingers across her folds, and down to where she could feel her juices already running… she lubed her fingers in it… then moved her hand up along her labia, then pressed gently on her clit, rubbing small counterclockwise circles. Her face was red and hot.

Kevin couldn’t see what she was doing, but he could guess. His hand gripped his cock harder and it began to swell in his hand and turn a reddish, purplish hue. All he could think about was the growing tickle he could feel forming under his cock.

She could smell his precum from where she sat- the musty, tangy, almost sweet smell of his juicy dick. She made a choice, high off the sound of his noisy, wet pumping. She stood up and slipped her panties down. He could see her smooth mound and the hint of labia peaking out from her lips. He groaned unwillingly.

She walked around her desk and he was fixated on her cute, yet perfectly round butt. Way better than he would have guessed. She planted it at the edge of her desk in front of him and smirked as she spread her legs. Her ample little butt squished out on both sides in a way that made him instantly aware of how soft it was. Her panties were still strung around one of her ankles.

She started rubbing herself for him. She was so used to masturbating that she could make herself cum in minutes, but she lingered. She wondered how long he’d last.

His face flushed completely red. He’d been silent during this whole encounter, but he was desperate to say something…

“I… I’m going to cum…”

She lifted up her leg with her panties still on it, took them off, the offered them to Kevin. She wondered if he would know what she wanted.

He held them in his hands. He could feel they were damp in the crotch. He watched her resume masturbating… he held them open with one hand, and it was all over. His body tensed and he slumped a little forward, depositing his cum into her panties. He saturated them with his warm, white cock milk.

He looked up and he could see her climaxing… her muscle were rhythmically contracting, so fast, then slowing… but taking a long time to stop. He fingers were dripping…

He stood there, not sure what would happen next. She stood up and took her panties back. She stood by her desk and a little clumsily slipped her thong back on over her kitten-heeled shoes. Kevin’s eyes were wide.

She smiled, putting her skirt back on. “There, I’m sure you feel better now.” She glanced once more at his slowly softening, beautifully proportioned cock as Kevin put it back in his boxers.

“I’ll see you in class tomorrow.”

Kevin didn’t know what to say, his brain was mush. “Thanks” he said. He immediately judged himself for that… so stupid.

He smiled a little at the floor as he turned and opened the door, heading for the bathroom to wash his hands.