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"So what have we learned from today's lesson?" He paused for effect and smiled, he knew only one person would raise their hand. He held the pause long enough to look out over the gathered class and take in the mix of students he had. From young humans to young furs. He enjoyed teaching at a mixed species and co-ed school as opposed to his last job which had consisted of only humans. "No one?"

The familiar hand from the back of course came up after he called out for anyone else to answer the question. In the back sat Eponine. She was a squirrelly little mare with a short but cute nose, soft white fur, black hair, and the most beautiful royal blue eyes he had ever seen. Since they were almost all relatively young she had a body to die for. She was also his star pupil, she absorbed every word he threw out almost as quickly as he could talk. More than that he harbored feelings for her that he knew, as her teacher, that he shouldn't feel. They had agreed, together, that she was to let him call out at least once before she could answer. He pointed at her and nodded his head. "Yes Eponine?"

"The philosophers of the west weren't the only ones debating the concept of god, or the creator. Eastern thinkers such as Confucius were also working out their beliefs in the supernatural concept of the divine." He watched her smile from the back of the room and it seemed to light up the whole classroom. She was indeed the most intelligent person he had ever met, he was sure that her IQ was way above average.

"Very good, Confucius once said that the object of the superior man is truth." Once again he paused and swept his gaze out across the class. "What does that mean to you? Come on, a little motivation here, those people that told you philosophy was an easy class were perpetuating a rumor started by me. Show me some spark here people, that's all you have to do to pass. I keep telling you all that."

"In order to achieve greatness you have to seek the truth?" Came a reply from the back from an unexpected source. A orange-colored coat with amber eyes and long red hair. Another young bombshell. She was just as exotic-looking as any fur he had met. She was an interesting tigress, she had no stripes. It fascinated him somewhat.

"That is exactly right, thank you Sasha. Seeking the truth could mean curiosity or it could mean..." The bell signifying the end of the final class of the day and the start of the weekend heralded more influx of energy than he saw during the rest of the week from his students. "Hey, don't forget that your assignment for the weekend is to come up with something relatively philosophical you can share with the class on Wednesday after the break. I don't accept anything from rock stars or celebrities! Especially Ozzy."

As the classroom cleared only a few of his students were left gathering their things, one of them as always was Eponine. She always stayed after class to chat with him about philosophy and life. She was definitely smart and savvy enough to go far in the world. His classroom was more an auditorium than anything with wooden stadium seating and long pedestals to serve as a 'desk' for the students in the seats. At the front of the room was his desk, an old and much-scratched dark-wooden desk used by all of the philosophy teachers that had used the room before he had been hired on to the college. Before being hired he had worked as an english teacher at a local high school. Particularly he recognized Eponine from his english class, she in turn remembered him. He had been, and still was, a very young teacher. He had been hired right out of college by the high school, not much older than the students there. When everyone left leaving him alone with Eponine she walked up to his desk with her bag in her hand. "Can't stay today?"

"Um, no I can't really today. I..." She paused, and he immediately knew something was wrong.

"Is something wrong Epie?" His eyes on her face the whole time he forced her to look at him by angling his neck downward. He refued to allow her to look away. "What's the matter."

"Mr. Pender, I can't really say. I just have to go okay?" She replied quickly as she headed for the door.

Grabbing her arm gently he forced her to stop and look at him. She never called him Mr. Pender, they had been on a first name basis for a long time. That disturbed him more than anything. The look on her face was enough for him to know that she had something she didn't want to talk about. "Eponine, you know me better than that and I know you just as well. Somethings definitely wrong when you refer to me in such a formal manner."

"I'm sorry, I have to go and you have to let me go. I shouldn't have said anything."

"Alright, but I want you to know that you can talk to me, you can trust me Eponine. You should know that by now." Judging by the look on her face she was struggling to reveal something to him. He favored her above all of his other students, so seeing her distressed made him upset.

"I know, thank you Art."

"You're welcome, you know where my office is if you want to talk." He smiled for her as best he could and was shocked to receive a hug around the torso from the relatively short girl. He gave her a pat on the back and watched her scurry out of the door quickly. With everyone gone walked over to the door and shut it, closing the blinds to the huge glass window. He left his door open for all of his students both figuratively and literally. They all knew he usually stayed late working on lesson plans or reading from the great philosophers of the past. The large echoing room was completely empty leaving him alone with the sound of his own foot steps as he approached his desk.

As an afterthought he grabbed his long coat and turned around toward the door. Before he left he stopped in front of the tall mirror he kept by the door. Looking at the person therein he found a familiar, if unkempt sight. He was fairly tall, five foot and ten inches most days. His short stubbly brown hair left him mostly bald with a bit of fuzz on top and he wore a slightly scraggly goatee with a pair of small-rimmed glasses perched half way down his nose most of the time. He wore jeans and a t-shirt much to the chagrin of every other professor in the college. He was a bit overweight but not enough to make him look unattractive. The most odd thing about him, and he reflected on it frequently, was that his goatee and beard appeared in a fiery red and brown while his hair was straight brown. Shaking himself from his stupor he opened the door and stepped out of the room.

The mirror he kept on hand was for his students mainly. Each day when they walked in he had them each stop in front of the mirror for a moment and reflect on everything in front of them. Reflecting on your life was one of the best ways to gain a bit of wisdom. Hindsight was always twenty twenty as the saying went. Down the hallway he saw his quarry, Eponine, she was walking slowly down the long hall full of people so he slowed his pace and stepped out of the way of the main crowd.

She was obviously in some sort of trouble, she was always somewhat subdued but never as much as this. Making sure to keep his eyes on her he continued forward. It didn't take long for the hallways to clear of young humans and furs going from a raging river full of rapids to a trickle of people here and there. He kept his distance from her and continued on.

It was obvious that she was walking around in circles, at first he thought she knew he was there but she diverted course without looking around once the hallway was a bit more cleared. He knew the campus like the back of his hand and she was obviously heading for the gym, which was odd for her. She wasn't in need of working out but she didn't usually make it a habit to hang out in the gym.

Artemis watched her open then close the gym doors from around the corner then rushed up to the double doors himself. Inside he saw her and two other people, one was Sasha, and the other was a boy he didn't recognize. Curiously he watched from the cracked doorway as she approached them slowly in a subdued manner. His hearing was good enough that he could make out their conversation.

"I got your message, what do you want for the pictures?" Eponine said softly.

"Well, you have to give us something in return. We have the only copy here." Sasha held up a brown envelope and shook it back and forth causing Eponine's eyes to light up slightly.

"Name your price, I don't want anyone else to see those pictures." The timid mare said in return.

"Five thousand dollars." The unidentified male chimed in, drawing a look of surprise from even Sasha.

He didn't like the look of this male, he was a human. Tall and lean, definitely a person that worked out often from the look of his arms hanging out of the muscle shirt he wore. He had tattoos along his arms and his skin was a dusky brown. His black hair was back in a pony tail and he was wearing black sunglasses. The various golden hoops in his ears, nose, and face made him an unlikely candidate for the school. "I want it by the end of the week."

"I don't have that kind of money!" Eponine whined in return.

"No, you don't but your parents do. I don't care how you get it just get it." He was apparently not leaving any room for argument.

"Gerald, that's not the amount we agreed on." Sasha said softly.

"Shut the hell up."

"Please, I can't get that amount. I couldn't even get half of that!" She was obviously distressed.

"Well there is one other way." Sasha said in a sultry tone. "We'll give you a premium rate too, all you have to do is whatever we say."

Eponine was quiet for a moment, and he was surprise that she was even considering it. Out of impulse he opened the gym door wide causing all three of them to look his way in surprise. Eponine in particular had a look of horror on her face. The human looked nervous and Sasha narrowed her eyes slightly. "Mr. Pender, whatever brings you here?"

"You realize blackmail and extortion are both illegal right?" He put his hands in his pocket and approached the three of them with a smile on his lips. The guy with the tattoos was obviously bristling and thinking of ether fight or flight, ether one worked for him. "How about you give me the envelope, I ignore the fact that you brought someone of his character on campus Sasha, I left you both leave, and we forget about this whole incident."

"Oh I got more copies than this fucker," The unkempt male in dark jeans said in reply. "You can have it but I'm going to post them pictures all over the Internet. I'll even hang some in the lobby of her father's office."

The next few seconds seemed to crawl by as it always did when his heart felt like it was going to burst through his chest. He ducked down quickly and caught the larger guy off guard with a swift punch to the gut. His retaliation wasn't fast enough, he flung his arms out wide catching his opponent off guard by flinging his arms open. Following up he slammed his forehead into the black sunglasses causing them to shatter along with the nose underneath them. He put his arm across the offender's neck and Artemis put his face up close to Gerald's and snarled out his words so that only the stunned man could hear them. "You don't belong on this campus, you're armed from the bulge I can see in your belt, and you've upset one of my students. I'm within my full rights to kill you where you stand so we're going to try this again."

"I want this copy, and you're going to conveniently loose all of your other copies or you're going to regret it Youngblood." He purposefully raised his voice so Sasha and Eponine could hear. "Sasha is going to forget about this incident and make sure no other copies turn up or she is going to get expelled and her parents are going to find out that she's blackmailing other students and the fact that she smells like pot."

"What right do you have fat man?" Gerald replied in an angry tone.

"I've got your marks, and they're significantly lower than mine." His reply, while cryptic, was lost on the girls but not on Gerald who's eyes went wide in recognition. "Comprehend?"

"Yeah I got it, Sasha give him the disc."

"What? Why?" She said with a look of surprise.

"I said give him the damn disc and don't ask me another question bitch!" His voice was loud, louder than he had intended.

"Don't talk to my students that way." Artemis hadn't move from his position, he was still close enough to Gerald's face to smell his fetid breath. It was almost bad enough for him to loose his cool. "This campus is off limits from here on out."

"You can't do that, our leader controls this area." Gerald was glaring at him through broken shades, it was almost comical.

"He doesn't out rank me, trust me. Tell Julius that I said this campus and its students are off limits. He knows who I am." He pushed Gerald to the ground and swiped the envelope from his hands. At the same time he turned to Sasha and put out his hand. "Give me the disc and destroy any other copies you have permanently."

Once he had the disc and the envelope he let the two of them exit the gym and turned to Eponine. She was still stunned and a bit confused as to what had transpired, he could tell from the look on her face. "Come with me Epie."

"Okay." Was her only response to him as she fell into line behind him.

He lead her back around the campus to his classroom, the walk was slow and most likely agonizing for her. Once they reached his classroom he locked the door behind them and led her into his office within. It was a relatively small office but it was comfortable. He had three plush chairs in front of his new desk, it was a dark color with an ergonomic chair behind it. His school-issued laptop was on the corner of the desk hooked up to the school's network with his personal laptop on the other side of the desk. He had various office supplies strewn all over the desk itself including spindle of blank cds. "Eponine what's in this envelope that's so important?"

"Thank you." She said softly. "I know you deserve an explanation but it's just..."

"What? You know you can talk to me."

"It's embarrassing." She put her face down looking at the floor and sighed softly. He could tell she was debating telling him. He let her debate it quietly and put his elbows on the desk, putting his fingers in a steeple in front of his face. "Someone took pictures of me in my dorm room."

"Sasha?" He chimed in just for confirmation.

"Must have been. She was in my room for a while the other night, she said she needed help with her philosophy homework." Eponine sighed yet again and sniffled softly as the tears finally began. "I was so scared they'd spread the pictures around campus. They said they had a video too, I think it's on that disc."

"Well lets just get rid of it then shall we?" Instinctively he was curious and she was definitely smoking hot, he couldn't resist. With a deft flick of his hand he pulled a blank CD off the spindle on his desk and replaced it with the unmarked one he had taken from Sasha. He squeezed his fingers together and shattered the disc into dust over his trash can. The envelope was on his desk and he made no mention of it he just looked her straight in the eyes. "Your secret is safe with me Epie. I promise no one else will know about it, just you and me."

"Thank you Artemis, it seems like you're the only one in the world that understands me. You must be the only one that really cares." He watched her stand up and lean forward planting a kiss on his cheek. What he didn't mention was the fact that she was not wearing a bra and her shirt had dipped just low enough for him to see the tips of her ample breasts. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Likewise, it's hard enough teaching without teaching a class that doesn't seem to care. You're my most precious student and friend." He smiled in return and watched her leave. Once he heard the outer door close he breathed a sigh of relief and shifted the bulge in his pants to a more comfortable position. He was in a precarious position, quite sure that the envelope and CD contained racy pictures of one of his students.

The debate went on in his head for quite some time before he realized that it was getting dark out. With a dejected sigh he stood up and began gathering his belongings. His eyes kept falling on the envelope, curiosity was one of his downfalls, or so he had been told. As such he found himself grabbing the brown manila condemnation off of his desk. The two metal latches were so flimsy but they felt heavy as he bent them forward. The flap of the envelope taunted him, he knew it would be wrong to open it, he knew also it would be wrong to pull the contents out. With his brain telling him one thing and his under appreciated sex drive telling him an entire different story he was torn. Artemis knew it was more than just curiosity that drove him to lift the flap up causing the small hole to clear the metal rod. Even that action made him think of sex, he'd been so careful about his need for sex up until this point but something was pulling him forward.

He'd managed to not have a sexual thought for a long time. The envelope opened beckoned him further, he could just take a peek and look at it and then destroy the pictures to preserve her privacy. Rationale told him that was a bad idea. Agonizing the whole time and trying to stop himself he reached into the long slit of the envelope and felt the glossy-slick paper within. All he would have to do is close his fingers on it and pull and he'd see what he wanted. But Eponine trusted him, she had trusted him to destroy the CD and she was so relieved and thankful she had ether trusted him to do the same with the envelope or had forgotten about it entirely. The question was which was it, but did it matter, he was already breaking her trust by thinking of opening the envelope. "Just a peek."

Before he could stop himself he felt his arm move and the glossy paper pull a few inches. The top crested the opening and all he could see was the back of Eponine's head. His mind cursed him silently but his body had that familiar craving. As careful as he had been to mask his sexual appetite it was borderline maddening to even think about his prize student in this way. "What am I doing?"

Letting the pictures drop back into the envelope he flopped it down onto his desk and shook his head lightly. He knew better than to tempt himself, he knew better than to indulge that side of his persona. Unable to look at it any further he gathered his satchel and exited the room. Once it was locked he left the class room and did the same with the outer door. He was used to leaving late so the appearance of the cleaning staff just outside of his door didn't startle him. "Hey henry."

"Greetings and salutations doc, how were the beautiful minds today?" Henry was a nice guy, he was an older man with gray hair and glasses. He used to be a teacher in the school, and had gone to the school himself when he was a teenager. Once he had retired he didn't want to leave so he had taken up a position as the janitor. The wrinkles on his face signified more that he was a part of the building itself than it's caretaker.

"As sharp as usual. Hey, listen, don't bother with my office tonight I have something going in there that I don't want disturbed. Photosensitive long-term exposures." He was lying through his teeth of course, he didn't know the first thing about photography but he knew that henry didn't ether.

The old man chuckled and nodded his head. "More the mad scientist than the thinker and evermore the man with a thousand faces."

"Precisely."

**

The morning had come and gone bringing in afternoon as its cheery replacement. The sun shone brightly through the windows at the top of the large room. He was sitting at his desk on the cheery Saturday afternoon thinking again about the envelope that sat half-opened on his desk. His lesson plan, though weeks ahead was relatively untouched because of his infatuation with his paper-and-metal suitor. He had placed the supposed-to-be broken CD in the drive of his personal laptop several times over and ejected it just as many times. With a sigh he finally slapped the drive into the computer and began browsing the disc. There were two directories, both of which taunted him silently, not saying a word but hinting at their contents all the same. "Videos and Images, which beckons me more?"

"Simple choice." He double clicked on the 'videos' directory to view the contents within. There were five different videos in the directory, each of which had a date as the name. That was standard for some cameras so he chose the first and double clicked on it.

The soft moan of a female greeted him at full blast as he scrambled to turn the volume down. His office door and classroom were both closed but that was just inviting the wrong sort of visitors. Once he had the sound down he focused on the image in the screen. The camera itself had been hidden in an air vent and angled toward the bed. On the bed was Eponine in full buff. Her long hair was tussled back in a messy pony tail and she was on all fours on her dorm-room bed. From he angle, if the camera had been better quality, he'd have been able to see her in her full glory. The slightly blurry image offered a great view of her ass up in the air even still. Her soft groans were accompanied by a flicking wrist as she rubbed the opening of her black-skinned vagina.

"Oh god, Mr. Pender!" She cried in ecstasy with each stroke, her voice getting louder and louder forcing him to once again turn the sound on his laptop down. He felt a stirring within his pants and knew what had to be done. The sound was almost negligible but still he felt like everyone in the world could hear this beautiful little mare calling out for his cock. It was easy enough to unbutton and unzip his pants and pull his shining white cock out of the hole in his boxers.

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by someone opening the outer door. As quickly as he could he shut off the video and pushed himself under his desk, he would have put himself back into his pants but he was too slow about it. A familiar white-furred beautiful female stepped into his office and he couldn't help but smile albeit nervously. "Eponine! I didn't think I'd see you again until monday."

"I forgot the..." She paused and her eyes went suspiciously from the open envelope to his face. He tried not to look nervous but he knew he was caught. "You opened it?"

"No! I mean I did but I didn't look at anything!" He pushed himself away from his desk slightly and reached for the envelope. Before he could grab it she snatched it and closed it quickly. "Eponine! I promise I didn't look inside!"

"How could you?" Her eyes were accusing for a moment but then the hardened look went away and was replaced but something different, he couldn't analyze, he was too distraught. She opened the door and started to leave.

"Please, let me explain!" Before he realized what he was doing he stood up and closed the door before she could leave. The sudden breeze in his pants reminded him that he was hard and out in the open just as much as her wide-eyed gaze did. He stood there frozen for a moment, feeling his career and even his life draining before his eyes. The moments ticked by slowly leaving her hand on the doorknob and his hand on hers keeping the door closed. His lips found her lips without permission and he kissed her gently, wrapping his arms around her torso. She fought him at first, trying not to kiss or return the affection. He felt her go a bit stiff for a moment and heard her snort out a breath of air in a flushed manner.

His hard cock was pressed against her young supple body, she was nineteen so she was an adult but she was his student none-the-less and he knew this was wrong but her lips were so soft and inviting and her body was so beautiful, it was like poetry in motion. He was unable to hold his desire for her in any longer. She began kissing him back without warning and the two of them twined their tongues together in an embrace of lust. He felt her hands exploring his body, his chest, back, shoulders, thighs, and finally she stopped at his rock hard cock.

Her hands were silky-smooth as she stroked the shaft slowly back and forth all the while looking down at it wide-eyed. She looked as if she had never seen a penis before in her life but he didn't care as long as she was satisfying it. He couldn't help but moan his pleasure and gaze at the ceiling with each tug. The sensation of being in a situation so awful but so sexual forced him close to the edge faster than he had ever gotten there. "Oh god, don't stop Eponine, I'm close."

"We shouldn't be doing this." She said in a small but breathy voice in his ear as she leaned forward and used both hands to stroke him back and forth faster. She had one hand doubled over the other just to rub the length of it and she definitely was an amature from the way she was pulling on it. "Don't pull so hard, you don't want to yank it off do you?"

"Sorry, I've never done this before." She replied, her voice was sexy when she was hot for it. She normally had a soft but high-pitched voice. It was low and sultry right now.

Her pulling got a little more gentle and he bucked his hips softly against her hands in an effort to come faster. He wanted it so bad, wanted to feel every inch of her. Artemis wanted to fuck her until his balls were dry and nether of them could walk anymore. His sexual desires had once again gotten the best of him. The feel of her fingers exploring him so innocently was almost more than he could bear and in an explosion of white hot fuck foam he soaked the blue jeans and black thin-strapped blouse she was wearing. Leaning against her body he could smell the soft scent of perfume mixed with ladies deodorant. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her lips and neck softly for a moment before pulling away and sitting down in one of the plush chairs in front of his desk.

It had been a long time since he had pleasured himself so the thick load coating her clothing was no surprise to him but she was amazed at the sheer volume. "Oh my god, it smells so potent."

"It's been a while for me, I haven't had sex in years." He motioned for her to sit down on his lap or next to him, he didn't care which one. He was all smiles of course, almost every man was after they had blown a load. "Please, sit down."

"Mr. Pender, I don't know what to say." She looked her old sheepish self again with her eyes cast to the ground. She was obviously quite embarrassed with the situation. He watched her nostrils flare a few times as she took in his scent.

"Eponine, I didn't get a look at the pictures in the envelope. Not that it matters much anymore. Lets clean that mess off of you." Walking around his desk he opened one of the drawers and pulled a soft cloth out. Without asking permission he wiped it across the lower half of her shirt and the upper half of her jeans, paying close attention to her crotch area. He watched her squirm slightly as he rubbed the crotch of her jeans with the cloth. "I'm sorry, I just haven't been with a woman in so long and you're just so beautiful I was tempted. Very tempted. I was actually going to masturbate when you walked in on me."

"I never expected you to feel the same way about me that I do about you." She paused for a moment and looked up at him. He felt as if he could get lost in the soft blue ripples of her eyes, the depth within made him feel weak. "I've had a crush on you since I first met you."

"I have to admit that I feel the same. There's a connection here I can feel it, I just got so wound up with my own emotions and desires. I was just so pent up." He chuckled lightly.

"Yeah as if that's not obvious." She smiled, it was like looking at the only perfect work of art left in the world. Her soft laughter filled the small office easily. "So what now?"

"Well, you're my student so I'd be fired if it got out that I've had sexual relations with you." He cleared his throat and looked at her for a moment, not accusing but more in a cautious manner.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I know how it feels to have someone try to blackmail you. You saved me from a big embarrassment so I can only do the same. Besides, I think I love you." It made his heart skip a beat to hear that, even if they couldn't be together publicly until she left the school he felt that they should be together, it was just right. "I know I love you."

"I love you too, I've loved you from the moment I first saw you walk into my classroom, I've just never been able to tell you. I was afraid you wouldn't feel the same way." He leaned forward and turned his chair toward hers placing his hands on the arms of her chair where she had rested her hands so comfortably. Squeezing them softly he smiled broadly and leaned in to kiss her lips, how he had longed to kiss them for such an ungodly duration! Her kiss was sweet like sugar, she obviously had been eating some sort of candy when she had walked in because he could taste it as his tongue probed hers slowly. His hands found the back of her head and he ran his fingers through her hair causing her to squirm gently away from him.

She looked into his eyes and smiled when they pulled back and took up his hands in hers kissing his fingertips gently. Eponine suddenly giggled and indicated his pants. "You should put that away."

Somewhat abashed he tucked his penis away into his boxers and closed his pants. He had been hoping that she'd agree to go further but he didn't want to rush her, he didn't want to do anything that would make him loose her. "I have another confession to make."

"What's that?" She asked incredulously.

"I still have the CD too."

"What?!" She looked at him and put on her best exasperated look and even that was beautiful to him. "I saw you destroy it."

"I destroyed a blank, the real one is in my computer." He looked down at the floor, ashamed of his actions now. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't resist."

"It's okay I guess. Let me see it."

He looked up at her for a moment then nodded. She watched him in curiosity as he walked out into the classroom and shut the door, locking it and pulling the shade down behind him he returned to the office and closed the door, obviously to make sure they didn't get any more unexpected interruptions. Once inside he sat down on his chair and brought up the list of files. "Apparently they had not only videos but electronic copies of the pictures too."

"Wonderful." She chimed in while rolling her eyes. Much to his pleasure she took a seat on his lap to watch the first movie. She even batted his hand away from the mouse and took over the computer for herself. "I'm driving."

"Be my guest." The first video made her blush, he could tell from the look on her face. She attempted to explain but he put a single finger across her hips and shook his head, he didn't need any explanation. All of the other ones were the same as well and in every one of them she called out his name when she was about to come. During the movie his familiar stirring happened again and with a look of surprise she angled her head to the side so she could look at him in disbelief.

"Eager much?" She said with a giggle.

"Like I said it's been a while." He watched her slide her ass backwards until it was in line with his stomach and he felt more than saw her fingers fidgeting at the buttons and zipper of his jeans. Closing his eyes he sighed in relief as she released his full glory into the room. "Oh that's much better."

"You've big, I've never seen a human penis before. It looks so strange." She giggled softly and stood up, kneeling beside his chair on the plush carpet she poked at the head of his cock with one finger and giggled. "It's excited."

"How could it not be excited with Aphrodite sitting right beside me." He watched her stretch her neck out and open her mouth just a bit. Her tongue, long and soft was also very wet and warm as it danced across the head. He groaned and laid his head back to enjoy what he had been wishing would happen for such a long time. Moving her head around in a circle she swirled her tongue all over the head and used her fingers to trace the shaft back and forth while her free hand grabbed his balls and squeezed slightly.

"Oh god that's good." He said in a whisper.

"Oh just wait, it gets better."

He laced his fingers into her hair as he felt her begin the descent across the length of his hard cock. Her mouth, though short, was longer than a normal human or fur's mouth because of the fact that she was equine. Slowly she took every inch of him in and buried the head of his cock close to her throat. He could feel her tongue still wiggling against him, the foreign feeling made him that much closer to orgasm. He had never been deep throated before but it was an experience like none other. She pulled her head back slowly and then forcefully buried his shaft back into her throat again.

"Oh my god, oh god don't stop!" He cried as loudly as he dared and pushed on the back of her head by instinct. She moved his hand away and slapped his balls lightly as if to say 'no'. She didn't skip a beat as her right hand massaged his balls and her mouth took him in deep and retracted only to repeat yet again. The warmth of her tongue wiggling against him was heaven and the prolonged wait as she slowed down was hell. He found himself grasping the arms of his chair and growling against the feeling of her swallowing his cock in full.

With a loud slurp she pulled her mouth off of him and stroked the shaft with her left hand. "Give it to me, I want to taste it."

That last statement forced him over the edge, as he felt himself ready to release she again took half of his dick into her mouth and began sucking so hard he thought she would suck him dry. She squeezed his balls gently and whirled her tongue across his rock solid member gathering every bit of his juice into her mouth. He watched her pull away and open her mouth slightly to show him that she had every last drop. "Be a good girl and swallow it all, don't spill."

"Blasphemy!" She said with a loud gulp. "That would be a crime."

"God you're sexy." He breathed out through gasps and gulps of air. "I needed that more than you know."

"Well there's obviously more where that came from. I have a confession to make, though I don't know why I'm telling you this. I've never been with anyone before." She once again took on her old bashful routine.

He was amazed that she could change from a sexual carnivore to a shy young girl in the flash of a second. He himself could do almost the same between his professor act and how he truly was. They apparently had more in common that he had originally thought. "Oh the things I am going to teach you my pet."

"Sounds fun, when do we start?" Her giggle held mischief like a mother would hold a newborn. This was going to be fun.