she's quiet, shy and a good girl. he's much older, manipulative, ethereal and fills the void of her absent father. what Happens when he turns out to be her professor?
☆ not romanticising this relationship but actually showing how easily young girls...
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Her rosy, plumped, soft kissable lips, those puppy eyes, with one look she could've get anything she wanted out of me. Her porcelain, pale but with a roseate tone. smooth skin and platinum blond, long, silky mermaid hair. Her slim, tall figure. Those fucking model legs that would look perfect over my shoulders. Her soft, petite, voluptuous breasts popping out of her school uniform. Her curvaceous physique and that rounded, toned ass that bounced everytime she walked in that little skirt Her beauty was lithe and pure.
"Fuc-" I mumbled as i couldn't help but stroke my cock at the thought of her. Every night before going to bed, the same scenario ran through my head. I couldn't stop picturing her in terrific positions and all submissive to my needs. She was passion embodied, Athena was terrifyingly gorgeous and had an odd nymph- like inquisitiveness, She must been a witch of some kind due to her enchanting aura And her voice... like princesses in fairytales.
Sinless, holy and pure. She was divine beyond words, a fallen angel from the clouds. My mind completely erased the fact that she was indeed my student and underage... I always felt flooded with disgust after I finished cumming because my senses finally came back to life when I realise how indeed, disturbing that situation actually was, Those perverse thoughts I was having. She made me feel like a stupid teenager. what i adored about Athena was her difference compared to girls her age
I recently got transferred to this school and all those thirsty, attention seeking sluts repelled me. I always thought how pathetic and easy they were, one glance and they would spread open their legs to me. I've had so many of those girls flirting with me or giving me looks but none of them caught my attention. Athena's charming looks wasn't the only thing that attracted me but it was actually her timid- like innocence, her goals and values.
She wasn't the kind of woman you could categorise as the others, she wasn't bitter or frigid or a tease. She wasn't dumb and out to use you, her bright, funny, feminine and strong personality. She could tell anyone to go to hell and in a way that would make hell seem not so bad. Athena wasn't like the others, I could sense it and that was what petrified me because losing that isn't something you could get back. She made me want her in a way that wasn't temporary and made me believe not only in her worth but mine also. Being with her made me feel something I haven't felt in ages, being with her made me a better man and losing her could ruin me. She wasnt hard to love, she was hard to lose
I didn't give a damn about the risks of my decision, I was in fact risking my job for her but I knew she could fill that void and how I'd bless her with the love she deserves, from no one else except me. I felt delusional but a part of me felt sure of myself. It wasn't only about sex, for the first time in my life I did not just want a one night stand, I wanted to love and was ready to give it after so many years of using women as a form of pleasure to numb my emotions. I was ready, I felt ready. No idea why it had to be with a 17 year old but if that was my future then it shall be.
