The door closed soundlessly behind Alena. Dahren was behind his desk but rose as she entered.
"Admiral," she said, saluting.
He chuckled, returning the salute. "At ease, Cadet."
She smiled at him. "I am right in assuming you did not summon me for school business, Dahren."
He grinned, a little surprised. "You are right, Alena." He stepped around his desk and approached her. She watched him with interest. "You've been my student for two years. I've greatly enjoyed having you in my class and I think you have enjoyed it as well."
She smiled. "Yes. You have been one of my most favorite instructors."
He put a hand on her shoulder and she looked up at him. He was taller than her, which was saying something, since she stood nearly six feet. "You're eighteen now, right?"
She gave him a sly smile. "You know for a fact that I am. I have been eighteen for three months now."
His hand slid down over her shoulder to her upper arm. "Yes, I know." He pulled her to him, catching her other arm and gazing down into her large, dark emerald eyes. "I've wanted to do this since the first time you walked into my classroom." He murmured, lowering his head and kissing her. She pressed into him, moaning softly, opening her lips and meeting his tongue as it thrust into her mouth. He groaned, feeling her body crush against his, her breasts round and firm against his chest. As he continued to kiss her, he moved his hands from her arms and cupped her breasts, squeezing them so that she gasped and moaned, squirming against him. Her kisses became deeper and more passionate as he rubbed his thumb against her nipples, which had hardened and were straining against the fabric of her tunic.
'If I didn't know better, Alena,' he 'pathed at her, 'I'd say you have done this before.'
Alena moaned louder as he began squeezing and kneading her breasts, thrusting his tongue in and out of her mouth. 'I haven't.' she sent, 'I have just made a point of learning as much as I can about it.'
He stopped kissing her, chuckling softly. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. "I think you've probably kissed before," he said with a smirk, still caressing her breasts.
She smiled. "Kissing, yes." She groaned as he squeezed her breasts, "Fondling, yes. But sex, no. And I know that's why we're here."
Dahren laughed a little, releasing her reluctantly. "Ah. So you have figured me out."
Alena's giggle was low and sultry. She reached up and unclasped the collar of her uniform tunic. "Dahren … it was so easy to see what you had in mind… I'd already decided the day I met you, that you were going to be the man who would fuck me first." She continued to unfasten the clasps to her tunic, enjoying the look in Dahren's dark eyes as he watched her open it, revealing her full, round breasts, covered only by a thin burgundy silk chemise, her nipples taut beneath the fabric.
She tossed the tunic onto a nearby chair. "Do you think I don't know that every man on the Privy Council wants to be the first?" She laughed softly.
Dahren grabbed her, pulling her into his arms, kissing her deeply. His hands found her breasts, pushing the chemise off them, wrapping his big fingers around her soft skin, squeezing and kneading her as she groaned into his mouth. Then he pushed her back, against the desk, his mouth leaving hers and kissing a trail down her chin, her neck to her breasts. He took a moment to admire them, large for a girl of her age, round and firm, with rose colored nipples. He took one nipple into his mouth and began to suck it. Alena gasped with pleasure, arching her back, pressing her breast into his face. He chuckled softly, scraping his teeth across her sensitive flesh, drawing another gasp from her. His hand left her other breast and slid down, over her stomach, to the waistband of her pants. Deftly unfastening them, he slipped his hand inside. As he suckled her breast, moving to the second one as Alena moaned and wiggled, he slid his hand beneath the thin silken fabric of her panties.
Alena gasped loudly when his fingers found her. He lifted his head and looked at her, smiling. "You're very wet," he said quietly. "Excellent." Gazing at her with interest, he began to explore the smooth, soft wetness between her legs.
Alena groaned again, involuntarily bucking her hips up, rubbing against his fingers. With his free hand, he pulled her pants the rest of the way off her hips, they slid down to gather around the tops of her boots. With another deft movement, her burgundy silk panties had joined them. Continually, he rubbed his fingers against her clit, the slick wetness making a soft wet sound, which was growing wetter and louder the more he rubbed against her.
Alena, balanced against the edge of his desk, grasped with one hand while she had begun to squeeze and fondle her own breasts with the other, while trying to thrust against Dahren's hand. This was incredibly enjoyable but the more he played with her, the more she wanted him inside her. Playing with her pussy was something she could do herself and had quite often. She was ready for more than she could do herself. And the key, she knew, was to tell Dahren exactly what she wanted him to do to her.
"I want you inside me," she moaned as he looked towards her to see her reaction. He grinned. "Already?"
"Yes." She took his hand and stopped it, shuddering slightly. "You're very good, but I want fucked." She grinned at him, kicking off her boots and everything else with them. Naked, she climbed onto his desk, motioning for him to approach her.
Dahren laughed, walking over to her. She grabbed the hand he had been rubbing against her clit and sucked his fingers dry. He swallowed hard and groaned softly. She grinned at him again, then began kissing him. As she kissed him, she quickly unfastened his tunic and pants, then pulled away.
He looked at her curiously.
"Strip," Alena ordered.
Dahren's eyebrows raised at the commanding tone her voice had taken on.
"Excuse me?"
Alena leaned back and lounged seductively across his desk, her naked body atop various files, papers and other work he hadn't bothered putting away before she came. She smiled lazily at him. "Do you want to fuck me or not, Admiral?" she purred.
Dahren grinned and shook his head in amazement. "Damn right I do, you little tease."
"Then strip. I'm getting anxious."
Dahren quickly divested himself of tunic, boots and pants and they joined Alena's in a pile near the door. He walked over to her, clad only in a pair of black underwear. His acute enjoyment of the entire activity was very apparent to Alena as she let her eyes take him in. He was an older man, a veteran and war hero but still ruggedly handsome and fit. His hair was a warm golden brown, long, bound by a noble's ponytail and his eyes were the color of dark coffee. She licked her lips slowly as he approached, her breath coming quickly now as she breathed in his spicy, musky, masculine scent.
He stood in front of the desk and Alena slowly sat up. "You're beautiful," she said, licking her lips again. "Perfect."
Dahren wasn't sure what to make of that comment, so he just smiled down at her, his eyes roving over her face, her body, round breasts, soft stomach, full hips, velvety soft, wet pussy and shapely legs and feet. He let his gaze come back to her breasts, quivering enticingly with each breath she took.
She reached out and flicked at the underwear he still wore. "You're not done,"
she said.
"That's because I want you to do it for me," he said quietly, kissing her lips.
Alena smiled, reaching out and pushing his underwear down over his hips. As she did, the hard thickness of his erection came free. The underwear dropped to his feet and Dahren stepped out of them. Alena wet her lips with her tongue involuntarily as she took his entire naked figure in. She had seen naked men before but never up close and she was fascinated. Smiling, Alena made a soft
"Mmmm" sound, reaching out to touch the tip of his cock. Dahren groaned as her fingers caressed him, sliding down over him to wrap around. She gave another low, sultry giggle and moved her hand up, then down, slowly, watching him for his reaction. He shuddered and groaned, nodding. "Yes," he managed, "Like that."
Alena's smile widened and she began to move her hand a little faster, relishing the louder groan that came from him. "Like this?" she murmured, watching his face.
"Yeah…"
He began thrusting his hips against her hand as she stroked him. She leaned close and breathed warm on the head of his cock and he hissed loudly in surprise.
Her tongue flitted out and licked him, making him groan louder. "Alena!" he growled, "I don't think you're ready for that yet."
She laughed. "Let me decide what I'm ready for, Dahren," she purred, licking him again. "I know what I'm doing."
Dahren groaned again. "Doing is different from reading … or watching…" he breathed. "And I don't want to come just yet." He unfastened her fingers from him and stepped back, even though he didn't want to. "Not that I don't like it." He got his breathing under control and smiled at her. She smiled lazily back. "Oh, I understand, Dahren," she said softly.
Dahren chuckled, taking her by a shoulder and pushing her down onto her back on the desk. "I want to fuck you first," he whispered, quickly straddling her. He kissed her again as he parted her legs, probing her pussy with his cock. She groaned, squirming, opening her legs wide to allow him better access. He moved until he slid up against the entrance to her pussy. She gasped softly and he thrust into her with one strong, hard push. Alena's hips bucked up against him and she cried out as her body stretched to accommodate his thick, solid length. He waited, nerves tingling, as she got used to him, kissing her neck and nuzzling her breasts.
She wriggled, moaning.
"Mmmm," Alena said finally, "You feel great."
He chuckled, beginning slowly to move inside her. She moaned, thrusting against him as he moved. He moved faster as she began to writhe, arcing her back and pushing her hips. They were panting and gasping as he moved faster and faster, finally slamming into her with a lot more force than he had ever allowed himself with any other virgin. Alena was not like any other virgin he had ever taken before. She knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid of him. She was screaming now, pounding against him as much as he was pounding into her.
He realized how close he was and suddenly wanted to come in her mouth. He pulled himself out, even though Alena protested, quickly straddled her stomach and pressed his slippery, wet cock in her cleavage. Alena smiled, panting and pushed her breasts against his cock as he began to slide in and out of her cleavage.
Her soft, round tits closed around him and she raised her head to suckle at the head of his cock as it came towards her, moving her head to keep him in her mouth as much as possible as he began to fuck her tits in earnest, groaning as he did.
Alena had been right. She did know what she was doing as she sucked him, using her tongue and the suction she could create in her mouth to bring him even closer to the edge. He moved forward up and away from her tits now, plunging his cock deep into her mouth. She raised up on an elbow, wrapped a hand around his balls and played with them as he fucked her mouth. She moaned, slurping him, eyes closed, sucking him harder, scraping her teeth along him as she did so. Even though he knew she hadn't intended to do it, the sharp feeling was exactly what he wanted to push him over the edge.
Dahren exploded into Alena's mouth with a groaning yell, filling her with come.
She moaned, swallowing, suckling him until he stopped pulsing between her lips.
He withdrew slowly, opening his eyes to look at the dark emerald depths of Alena's. She was smiling slyly, licking her lips, one hand still firmly around him.
She slid it slowly up, then down, watching him wince and reach out to stop her.
She let him go, watching him. "Very nice," she said softly.
He smiled at her. "Yes. Very nice. You were definitely worth the wait."
Alena sat up as he slid off her. "I think so too," she said, "I think I shall continue to allow you to fuck me."
He chuckled. "Oh, you shall, shall you?" He pulled her to him. "I think there are more people than just you involved in this, Cadet."
She looked at him, grinning. "What? Do you think you have a choice?"
He laughed again. "I'm your instructor and your Headmaster, Cadet. I make the choices."
Alena kissed him, running her hand over his body, to grasp his cock. He kissed her ear, fondling her breasts. "You're very well educated, but you still need practical experience."
"And you're going to give it to me?"
"In more ways than one." He leaned down to suckle her nipple and she gasped.
Sucking harder, he was rewarded with a groan of pleasure and a shudder as she began squirming again. He fondled her other breast as he sucked her. She began writhing and moaning and he began to suckle the other breast. His hand slid between her legs and he pushed two fingers into her wet pussy, thrusting against her, adding a third finger, his thumb rubbing her clit, causing her to writhe and shudder and scream as she began to orgasm.
He chuckled softly and deeply as her body quivered and spasmed and she screamed again and again, until she was spent. She slumped against him, panting.
He picked her up and walked to the sofa. They sat there together, Alena wrapped in Dahren's arms, still moaning softly.
"That's what I'm talking about, Alena," he said quietly.
"I see what you mean," she said. "I'm most definitely interested in whatever you have to teach me."
"Excellent," Dahren said. "I think we will have some very enjoyable 'lessons' in the future."
Alena laughed softly.