The Mystery Behind My Disappearances: My Best Friend’s Guess

I sat on the bench, waiting for everyone to leave, my mind consumed by thoughts of Mr. Jacobsen.

“You’ve been AWOL since like the first day of school,” my best friend Mandy said, plopping down beside me.

“Well, hello to you too, Mandy,” I replied with a hint of sarcasm. “I’m great. How are you?”

“Stop with the sarcasm,” Mandy demanded. “I heard from Dylan that you and him… at lunch… is this true?” She asked, wiggling her eyebrows.

“Did he tell anyone else?” I asked, stalling for time.

“No. So it is true?” Mandy said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Maybe… but he isn’t the only one,” I replied, trying to keep my cool.

“You slut! Fess up!” Mandy exclaimed, her voice barely above a whisper.

“I can’t,” I said, shaking my head. “That’s information I can’t share. Even with you.”

“So this is who you keep disappearing with after school,” Mandy said, her voice laced with curiosity. “I came by your house twice and you’re always out.”

“Yeah… but also I’ve been getting math tutoring most days,” I said, trying to deflect her questions.

“Haha, are you fucking your tutor?” Mandy asked, her eyes glinting with amusement.

“Maybe…” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Ooh, that’s hot,” Mandy said, her voice dripping with excitement. “Is he in our class?”

“I can’t say,” I said, trying to keep my composure.

“You know you can trust me with your life, right?” Mandy said, her voice softening. “I won’t go and gossip if it really is a secret no one else can know.”

“Stop,” I said, sighing. “You’re still my best friend. It’s just something that seriously can’t get out.”

We sat in silence for a moment, waiting for everyone to leave.

Three minutes later, there were just a few stragglers remaining for various after-school activities.

“Okay, spill,” Mandy said, her eyes locked on mine.

“You swear on your life you won’t tell a single soul?” I asked, my voice firm.

“Ugh, fine,” Mandy said, holding up her hands in a mock surrender. “I won’t tell a single soul. This secret isn’t fun.”

“You know the new math teacher?” I asked, my heart racing.

“Mr. Jacobsen? Oh, the things I would do to that man…” Mandy said, her voice trailing off.

“Well…” I began, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Oh, fuck! Oh, FUCK! You’re serious, aren’t you?” Mandy exclaimed, her eyes wide with shock.

“I am,” I said, my voice firm. “And I really hope you’re serious. Because we could both go to jail.”

Mandy stood up and jogged over to Mr. Jacobsen in the parking lot, calling out to him.

“Mr. Jacobsen!” she said, her voice clear across the parking lot.

I grabbed our backpacks and hurried over to join them.

“I was wondering if I could get some extra credit also?” Mandy asked, her voice sweet and innocent.

“I’m not available for tutoring sessions any longer,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice firm but polite.

“Oh, that’s okay,” Mandy said, her voice light. “I can go ask the Principal if he can find me another teacher for tutoring.”

“Wait…” Mr. Jacobsen said, his eyes locked on mine.

“Meet me in front of 3rd Street Books,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I’ll pick you two up. Get in the back seat and we’ll head to my place.”

Mandy grinned and nodded, before turning to me.

“Well, you got your wish… just sucks I never got to fuck him before you did.”

“You guys haven’t fucked?” Mandy asked, her voice wide-eyed with surprise.

“No,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “We’ve just done everything else.”

“Like…?” Mandy asked, her voice curious.

“Okay, not everything,” I said, my face flushing. “Just most things.”

We walked back to the sidewalk, chatting and laughing, before Mr. Jacobsen pulled up in his car.

“I got you girls mocha frappes,” he said, his voice warm and friendly.

“Thanks, Mr. Jacobsen,” Mandy said, her voice sweet.

We climbed into the back seat, buckling up and grabbing our drinks.

“So, how’s this gonna go down?” Mandy asked, her voice curious.

“You want to watch,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice low and husky.

“Yeah, just watch,” Mandy said, her voice firm. “Maybe make out a bit.”

“Just watch?” Mr. Jacobsen repeated, his voice surprised.

“Yeah, don’t worry,” I said, my voice calm. “I trust her. She’s not gonna rat us out.”

“I’ll think about it,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice firm.

We pulled into his garage, and he closed the door behind us.

“But first, you and I need to talk,” he said, his voice low and husky.

“Yes, sir,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

We walked into his house, and he sent Mandy to the living room while we stood in the kitchen.

“I believe you have something to tell me,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his eyes locked on mine.

“We didn’t fuck,” I said, my voice firm. “But we did kiss. And he ate me out.”

“I’m not mad,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice warm and friendly. “I think it’s hot you needed to cum because you were so bothered.”

“Both,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I have been so turned on all day.”

“You’re such a needy little girl,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice husky.

“And you’re such a dirty man,” I said, my voice light. “Perving on your students? I guess it’s a good thing you’re hot and young.”

“Mmm, speaking of students, are we really gonna let Mandy watch us fuck for the first time?” Mr. Jacobsen asked, his voice low and husky.

“I really need your dick right now… so bad,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Wait,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice firm. “Just eat me out again. Make me cum so hard that Mandy wishes she could experience it too.”

“You’re twisted… I like it,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice husky.

We made out for a few moments, until Mr. Jacobsen pulled away to call out to Mandy.

“Oh, Mandy! Upstairs!” he said, his voice clear across the house.

Mandy started walking towards the stairs, and Mr. Jacobsen kissed me one last time.

“Go in front of me,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I wanna see your swollen pussy as we go upstairs.”

I stepped out of my skirt, and Mr. Jacobsen picked it up, following me upstairs.

Mandy was already waiting on the bed, and I didn’t bother covering my pussy because she had already seen it.

“Shoes off,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice firm.

I kicked off my shoes, and Mandy followed suit.

“And lay on your back,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice husky.

I lay on my back, my legs spread open for him. Mandy sat beside my head, her eyes locked on my pulsing clit.

“Wow… you’re really hot for teacher,” Mandy said, her voice dripping with excitement.

“Mm-hmm,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Mandy leaned down and kissed me, and we deepened the kiss, both moaning in pleasure.

I felt the bed move, and Mr. Jacobsen had laid down in between my legs.

“You guys have messed around together before, haven’t you?” he asked, his voice low and husky.

“Mm-hmm,” we both nodded.

“It’s hot,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice husky.

He started kissing my inner thighs, and I moaned in anticipation.

I pulled my shirt up, exposing my tits, and Mandy started to touch the one closest to her.

“Lying there in only my knee-high socks made me feel very exposed,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Mandy adjusted herself to lay beside me, and she started to suck on my tit, nibbling and kissing it.

Mr. Jacobsen’s tongue brushed against my clit, and I gasped in pleasure.

“Don’t pass out on me again,” he teased, his voice husky.

“I see you two are wearing matching panties today,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice low and husky.

Mandy lifted up her skirt to reveal her baby-smooth mound.

“Do you like it, Mr. Jacobsen?” she asked, her voice light.

“Don’t ask him questions when his mouth is full,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Mr. Jacobsen’s lips suctioned around my clit, and I gripped the sheets, moaning in pleasure.

“Help… help him with his pants, please, Mandy,” I begged.

Mandy reached between us and undid his pants, pulling them off of him.

“I wanna feel it against me,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

“And I wanna see it,” Mandy said, her voice light.

Mandy sat in a chair beside the bed, rubbing her pussy lightly.

“You’re bigger than I thought you’d be, Mr. Jacobsen,” Mandy said, her voice dripping with excitement.

“Oh, yes, I am,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

I hopped off the bed and kneeled beside Mr. Jacobsen, my eyes locked on his cock.

“You wanna watch me suck his dick?” I asked Mandy.

“Please,” she begged.

Mandy was still rubbing her pussy, and I started getting his dick wet with my spit, putting the tip in my mouth.

Mr. Jacobsen held my head gently, caressing me as I bobbed up and down.

“Mmm, suck your teacher’s cock, bitch,” Mandy said, her voice husky. “Slobber on it. Make it wet so he can fuck you.”

I pulled my mouth off, and spat on his cock, before starting to suck him again.

Mr. Jacobsen’s eyes were locked on mine, his face a picture of pleasure.

Mandy was still rubbing her pussy, her eyes locked on Mr. Jacobsen’s cock.

“I’m so turned on,” Mandy said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Me too,” I said, my voice husky.

We sucked and licked Mr. Jacobsen’s cock, our bodies entwined, our pleasure building.

It was a moment I would never forget, a moment of pure pleasure and desire.

And as we lay there, surrounded by the sound of our own pleasure, I knew that this was just the beginning of our twisted little game.

As I gazed up at Mandy, I couldn’t help but feel a thrill of excitement at what was about to unfold. “Like this?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, as I watched her fingers rub her pussy in a slow, sensual rhythm.

Mandy’s eyes fluttered closed, her body arching in response to my touch as I slid my mouth over Mr. Jacobsen’s dick. I bobbed a few times, feeling his length pulse in my mouth, and then Mandy’s thrashing became more intense, her moans growing louder.

I glanced up to see Mr. Jacobsen’s face, his eyes fixed on Mandy as she teetered on the brink of climax. His cock twitched in my mouth, and I felt a surge of excitement at the prospect of making him come.

“Making yourself wet from sucking my dick?” Mr. Jacobsen’s voice was low and husky, his words dripping with desire. “That’s so hot. Rub faster. I’m gonna cum on you.”

I ran my tongue along the length of his cock, feeling him grow harder in my mouth. Mandy’s fingers rubbed faster, her body trembling with anticipation, as I continued to suck him deep.

“Deeper!” Mandy begged, her voice a hoarse whisper, as she reached for her clit.

“What do you say?” Mr. Jacobsen teased, his eyes glinting with amusement.

“Please!” Mandy pleaded, her body writhing in ecstasy. “Deeper, please!”

Mr. Jacobsen’s cock pulsed in my mouth, and I felt a rush of excitement at the prospect of making him come. I sucked him deeper, feeling his length fill my mouth, as Mandy’s orgasm washed over her.

“Oh fuckkkkk!” Mr. Jacobsen moaned, his body shuddering in response to Mandy’s climax. “Come lick this up, you kinky bitch.”

I stayed kneeling on the floor, my mouth still wrapped around Mr. Jacobsen’s cock, as Mandy began to clean me up. Her tongue lapped up the cum running down my face and tits, and I felt a shiver run down my spine at the intimate touch.

“Is she clean enough, Sir?” Mandy asked, her voice husky with desire.

“Clean enough,” Mr. Jacobsen replied, his voice low and husky. “Shower time, sweetie.”

Mandy gathered her clothes and got dressed, her eyes gleaming with excitement as she glanced at Mr. Jacobsen. “Thank you for letting me watch,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

As Mandy left the room, Mr. Jacobsen turned to me, his eyes burning with desire. “That was fantastic,” he said, his voice low and husky. “Still scared that your friend knows… but it was really hot seeing you kiss her and her play with you.”

“You can thank my horniness for the enthusiastic blowjob,” I replied, my voice a little breathless.

“Well, thank you, Your Horniness,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Is that my royal title? Alright, I’ll accept the crown.”

We both chuckled, the mood in the room growing lighter as we exchanged playful banter.

“So, shower?” Mr. Jacobsen asked, his voice low and husky.

“Well, I had planned on getting dirtier before we get clean,” I replied, my voice a little breathless. “But I guess we could do it at the same time.”

Mr. Jacobsen smirked, his eyes gleaming with desire, as he picked me up and laid me down on the bed. We kissed for a moment, our lips meeting in a soft, sensual touch.

“Are you ready for this?” Mr. Jacobsen asked, his voice low and husky.

“Fuck me, Mr. Jacobsen,” I replied, my voice a little breathless.

The heat of his cock radiated near my clit, and I felt a shiver run down my spine at the prospect of being penetrated. Mr. Jacobsen kissed my neck, his tip teasing my hole, as he positioned himself at my entrance.

“Please…” I begged, trying to scoot down.

“As you wish,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice low and husky, as he pushed forward.

I gasped, feeling his length fill me, as he fucked me steadily. I felt so full inside, my body trembling with pleasure, as I filled the room with moans.

“Deeper!” I begged, my voice a little hoarse.

“What do you say?” Mr. Jacobsen teased, his eyes glinting with amusement.

“Please!” I pleaded, my body writhing in ecstasy. “Deeper, please!”

Mr. Jacobsen pressed deeper, and I felt him bottom out. Oh shit… he’s huge. My body started shaking in pleasure, as he stopped moving and laid above me with his whole length inside of me.

“Is that what you wanted?” Mr. Jacobsen asked, his voice low and husky, his eyes glinting with amusement.

“Mmhmm,” I replied, my voice a little breathless, as I kissed him messily.

Mr. Jacobsen kissed me back, his lips meeting mine in a soft, sensual touch, as he started to remove himself. Then he pushed back in and out again, his cock pounding into me, as he fucked me.

Soon enough, he was fucking me, and I was fuck him back, the pleasure building inside me like a tidal wave. I was wrapped around him like a monkey, my body shaking with pleasure, as he did a quick flip and now I’m on top.

“Go wild,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice low and husky. “Fuck me until I pass out.”

We both laughed, the mood in the room growing lighter, as we exchanged playful banter.

I started slow, but my need for his cock made me go faster, and he held my hips so I don’t fall over and he fucks me from below. We are coming together so fast that the sound of our bodies connecting is all that can be heard.

“Holy fuck, I’m wet,” I moaned, my body trembling with pleasure.

I let go and just fuck him, while looking up at the ceiling, as he pinched my nipples and slapped my boobs, and I tuned into that pleasure. Mmm. Yes! The only thing that my body needs at this moment is my clit touched.

I let my right hand find my clit and rub it, feeling a rush of pleasure as I slow down from fucking him for just a bit.

“Fuck yeah,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice low and husky. “I’m so close. I’m gonna cum soon.”

“Keep rubbing your clit for me,” he requested, his eyes glinting with desire.

I happily obliged, feeling a rush of pleasure as I rubbed my clit faster, as Mr. Jacobsen pounded me into orgasm.

“Tell me how you would fuck me at school,” I begged, my voice a little hoarse.

“I’d bend you over my desk and pull your panties down,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice low and husky. “I’d leave your ass and pussy untouched as I sat in my chair and unbuckled my belt. I’d lightly spank you with my belt… at first. Then I’d turn you around to face me. Have you sit on my desk and spread your legs.”

He kissed my neck gently, and I felt his cock get harder inside of me.

“Then I’d slap your clit with my belt a few times,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice low and husky. “I know you enjoy that pain. You love when I smack your clit.”

I nodded, my body writhing in ecstasy, as Mr. Jacobsen slowly humped me.

“Then I’d take a few licks and kiss you deeply,” he said, his voice low and husky. “Make you taste yourself. Then I’d unbutton my pants and grab my cock. Make you watch me stroke it. I’ll watch your body beg for me. Your pussy is always trying to pull me in, isn’t it?”

I nodded, my body trembling with pleasure, as Mr. Jacobsen matched his movements.

“And in,” he said, his voice low and husky, as he teased my hole with his tip. “And out. And in. And out…”

He grabbed my hip and started fucking me for real, and I felt a rush of pleasure as he pounded into me.

“Mr. Jacobsen! You’re fucking your student!” I moaned, my body writhing in ecstasy.

“Hush,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice low and husky, as he grabbed my throat. “Just moan my name.”

“Mmm, Mr. Jacobsen,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.

“No, my name is Caleb,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I’m not your teacher right now. I’m fucking you.”

“Mm, yes, Caleb,” I whispered, my body trembling with pleasure.

Mr. Jacobsen’s cock pulsed inside of me, and I felt a rush of pleasure as he pounded into me.

“I can feel you around me,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice low and husky. “You aren’t gonna last more than a minute.”

“Then make these few seconds worth it,” I begged, my voice a little hoarse.

Mr. Jacobsen stopped and pulled out of me, and I felt a rush of disappointment as he left me empty and wanting.

But then he grabbed my hips and flipped me over, his cock sliding past my lips and into my pussy.

“How do you like this?” he asked, his voice low and husky, as he picked up speed.

I couldn’t form a response, my body too overwhelmed by the pleasure as I moaned something along the lines of “ohhhhh myfuckinggodddddddd! Fuuuuuuuu!”

My legs were shaking at an insane rate, and I was just glad he hadn’t lost his grip on me at this point.

“I can’t hold it anymore,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice low and husky, as he felt his cum fill me up again.

He held himself deep inside of me as he twitched through his orgasm, and I didn’t finish, but I didn’t care. That was fucking spectacular.

He carefully set me down flat on the bed as he pulled out of me. “Did you finish again, babe?” he asked, his voice low and husky.

“No,” I replied, my voice a little breathless. “But I got exactly what I needed. A good fucking.”

Mr. Jacobsen smirked, his eyes gleaming with amusement, as he asked, “So good I don’t think I can stand and take a shower. A bath possibly?”

“Of course,” he said, his voice low and husky. “Alone? Or do you want me to join? I could finish you off in there.”

“Alone, please,” I said, my voice a little breathless. “My body is so stimulated, I don’t think I can take any more.”

Mr. Jacobsen nodded, his eyes gleaming with understanding, as he said, “I understand. I’ll go run you a bath.”

“Hey,” I said, curling my index finger to usher him closer to me.

Mr. Jacobsen bent down over me, his eyes gleaming with desire, as I said, “Thank you.”

He kissed me softly, and even kissed my forehead, as he stood back up.

“No, thank you,” he said, his voice low and husky, as he winked at me.

I swooned for him once more, and just relaxed until he came to get me for my bath.

He picked me up and carried me to his bathroom, gently setting me down next to the tub.

“Gotta get your land legs back,” he said, his voice low and husky. “You’re looking a bit wobbly.”

“What a lucky pirate,” I replied, my voice a little breathless.

“I think she’s the lucky one,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

“Well, enjoy your bath,” he said, his voice low and husky, as he kissed me quickly.

“Mmm, yes please!” I said, my voice a little breathless. “Something with noodles would be amazing.”

“I think I can make that happen,” Mr. Jacobsen said, his voice low and husky, as he winked at me.

He proceeded to leave the room, and I sank lower into the bathtub, enjoying the warmth as I processed the events of the day.

What the fuck was today?!?! At least my thirst is quenched finally. So many orgasms. Now my brain isn’t as foggy and I can actually focus on life. Ahhhhh. I sink lower into the bathtub and enjoy the warmth.