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Teacher Negan - The Football Game - Part 2

Warnings: A very large age difference and of course, smut

Arriving at Negan's, I am somewhat surprised by his interior. The house is really much more unassuming than I had imagined, but I don't have much time to look around. Immediately, he grabs my upper arm and pulls me back towards him to kiss me. Without letting go of me, he slowly guides me towards the hallway. My heart is pounding like crazy in my chest. I had never had sex with a man like him before, and the whole situation is completely new to me. But I want it, and every moment feels so incredibly good. As he shows me the way, I take off his jacket and let it fall carelessly to the floor, then I start to unbutton the small buttons of his shirt with slightly trembling fingers.

With a grin, he opens the door behind me "Here we are..." he says contentedly and switches on the light switch, which is located to the right of the door.

I feel his hands wandering to my thighs and slowly pulling my dress over my butt. His right hand briefly leaves my butt and he makes a quick movement to knock something over that is on the dresser behind me. Probably a photo of his wife. In the corner of my eye, I had seen a picture frame there. What an asshole! But I don't give it any further thought, all that matters now is how incredibly his skin feels against mine.

He pulls away from my lips and looks at me intently, then he pushes a strand of hair away from my face and asks, "How do you like to be fucked, come on, tell me, little one. Do you like it from behind, or do you prefer to be on top?"

"I...I...don't know..." I say with a slightly trembling voice.

Negan laughs mockingly, "I absolutely don't believe you, sweetie."

With a skilled movement, he turns me around and with a flat hand, presses my upper body onto his bed, so that I automatically stick out my butt, which is only covered by a black thong. Then he slides his hand directly between my legs, while the other still presses me onto the bed. Two of his fingers slide over my panties and make me moan softly. He presses firmly against my vaginal entrance, which is only covered by the thin fabric. Immediately, everything tightens in my lower abdomen. I need him so desperately inside me.

"Damn, your panties are soaking wet! Would you like it if I took you from behind right now?"

"Yes!" I say convincingly, because I finally need to feel him. He gives me a slap on my butt and then turns me around so that I am sitting in front of him and looking directly at him again. My whole body feels like it's on fire and about to explode at any moment.

"But I promised you that I would spoil you first..." he says, as he grabs my thong at the side and slowly pulls it down. I lift my butt so that he can easily pull it off completely.

He grins satisfactorily, "Come on, spread your legs for me..."

I immediately do as he says. Determined, I slide a bit further onto the bed and open my legs, without breaking eye contact with him, while he quickly unbuttons his shirt and exposes his slim upper body. His dark chest hair and tattoos make him look even hotter, although I thought it was hardly possible. I watch him as I lie on my forearms in front of him and when I see him open his pants and finally stand there in just his boxers, I bite my lower lip.

"Come on, baby, a little more..." he commands, and I spread my legs even further. But I would probably do everything he tells me to do right now.

With the words, "Look at yourself, so damn perfect..." he kneels between my legs.

His beard scratches against the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, and when I feel his warm breath against my most intimate area, I feel like I could climax just from that sensation alone. Still leaning on my forearms, I watch eagerly every movement of the attractive man. But when his soft lips press gently against my labia for the first time, the feeling is so intense that I completely collapse onto my back. What he does with his mouth makes me moan his name loudly. With his tongue, he skillfully traces eights and briefly touches every spot that sends shivers down my spine. But always just long enough for me to feel like I'm on the verge of orgasm. He knows exactly what he's doing. And this rollercoaster of emotions makes my body tremble.

I can't take it anymore and beg him, "Please Negan, please let me come.." as I grab his hair and press his head even harder between my legs. Finally, he focuses solely on my swollen clitoris. Quickly and with slight pressure, he repeatedly runs his tongue over the most sensitive point of my body. I feel everything tighten inside me. I arch my back and come so intensely that it feels like I can barely handle it. He immediately climbs up to my level and lies down next to me on the bed. He looks incredibly good. His dark eyes sparkle with lust as he looks at me, and his lips are moist with my wetness. Just as I am about to kiss him, he stops me by placing his thumb on my chin.

"Wait, sweetie, first I want you to sit on my face with your perfect pussy..."

I look at him in surprise. Just moments ago, I had experienced an incredible orgasm, I am breathing heavily, and my heart is racing as if I had just run a marathon.

"I...I can't do that...it's too much..." I stammer, breathing heavily.

Negan just grins at me, "Oh, baby, you can do it...Go ahead, hold onto the bed frame and just let go..."

He moves up a bit until he's lying at the head of the bed. I watch him and consider what to do, but he doesn't need any more convincing. I immediately climb onto him and slowly kneel over his face. I timidly push my hips towards him. Every touch feels so sensitive that I fear I may not be able to handle his caresses.

"Not so shy, I promise you'll enjoy it..." With those words, he grips my hips and presses me firmly onto his mouth. The bed frame was a good hint, because otherwise, I probably would have completely lost my balance. I hold onto the cool bars tightly and feel his tongue penetrating me. He gently sucks up the moisture and touches my incredibly sensitive clitoris very gently. I never thought the feeling from earlier could be surpassed.

"Yes, just like that!" I moan unabashedly, letting my head fall back. My second climax hits me unexpectedly, making my legs tremble.

I am so exhausted that I would love to just collapse into bed. But Negan naturally has other plans.

"Sit on my cock, sweetie. I want to see you push it deep inside you! But first, take off that damn dress..."

Completely out of breath, I slide further down and sit on his thighs. Then I pull my dress over my head and now sit completely naked on him. Determined, I pull down his boxers, and he helps me to completely free him from them.

I look at his erect penis intently, and the sight makes everything tighten inside me again. He is so big and rock hard. His glistening tip is moist with precum. And his shaft is covered with thick veins. Just the thought of how it will feel when it rubs deep inside me against my vaginal walls makes me moan softly. I would love to take him in my mouth right now. I don't really like blowjobs, but the thought of running my tongue over him, tasting and pleasuring him, excites me even more.

But there must be time for that later.

Determined, I grasp his penis with my hand. Oh man, he feels fantastic. I lift my hips and kneel directly over him. Then I press him against my wet vaginal entrance and slowly let myself glide onto him. I feel him stretching me more and more, enjoying every inch thoroughly. It's so intense that I close my eyes and bite my lip. Yet, I can't suppress my moans.

"No, don't close your eyes. Look at me..." he says, breathing heavily.

I immediately react to his demand, and when his gaze meets mine directly, the whole feeling inside me intensifies even more.

"Do you like it?" he asks confidently.

"I love it!" I whisper slightly louder than intended, which makes him grin contentedly. He then grips my hips and presses me completely onto him. I need a moment to get used to his size, then I start to slowly rotate my hips. I lean back, supporting myself on his thighs with my hands. Negan's hands move further up to my breasts, which feel incredibly heavy with excitement. My nipples are sensitive, and his deliberate touches make them even harder.

Now I change my position and squat properly on him. This way, I can move up and down even better. He watches appreciatively as his penis repeatedly slides deep into me.

"This sight is insane, little one...Your sweet pussy is getting everything wet...Come on, spread your legs even more...Let me see everything in detail..." he demands, and I immediately comply. My moans, his heavy breathing, and the sound of our bodies colliding fill the room.

After a short while, he grabs my upper arm and pulls me abruptly towards him. Our kiss is so stormy that our teeth clatter together. Negan turns me over with a swift movement. It happens so quickly that I only realize he is suddenly lying on top of me.

With his right hand propped up next to my head on the mattress, he uses his left hand to grab my knee and push my leg up against my body. In this position, he enters me at a completely different angle and feels even deeper inside me. I startle, fearing he might hurt me with how far he is inside me, and instinctively push my hands against his hips.

Surprised, he stops his movement and looks at me with concern. "Are you okay?"

I nod frantically and say, "Yes, yes, really...it's just...I've never been fucked so well, it's all so intense!"

He smiles satisfactorily at me and then slowly and cautiously goes even further into me. Then he rests his burning hot forehead against mine and whispers, "Relax, baby. Focus entirely on the feeling in your perfect pussy now..."

I nod slightly and his movements become even slower and more targeted. He almost completely withdraws from me repeatedly, only to slide back in with his full length.

"It's good like this... Let's come together. I want to feel my cock bring you to climax...can it do that?"

"Oh yes!" I breathe completely breathless, feeling him achieve what I never thought possible. My lower abdomen tightens in waves faster and faster.

"That's it..." he says before groaning loudly, and I feel his warm sperm shooting deep inside me. This feeling is so overwhelming that I climax intensely again.

The next morning, I wake up and have to realize where I am. My gaze sweeps through his bedroom, feeling his naked body pressed firmly against mine. Thoughts of the incredible sex from the night before rush through my mind, sending a warm feeling through me. His steady breath warms my neck. Suddenly, my heart almost stops. Hanging over the back of a chair is a training jacket with the logo of my future school. What does this mean? I quickly turn to him. "Negan, hey..." I wake him quite abruptly.

"What's wrong?" he mumbles sleepily.

"The jacket, what does it mean?" I ask excitedly, pointing to it.

He lifts his upper body wearily to see what I mean. "Why are you getting so worked up? It's just a training jacket from my damn school!"

"What do you mean? Your school??"

"The school where I am a teacher..?" he says gently, kissing my naked shoulder. Before I abruptly clap my hands over my head and push him away.

"Please let this not be true, say it's not true..." I whisper more to myself.

Negan props himself up on his forearm and looks at me in surprise. "What the fucking hell do you mean? What shouldn't be true?"

I cover my face with my palms, hoping to simply disappear.

"I think I have something to confess to you..." I whisper with a trembling voice.