Guest: let's hope she got her well-deserved present, let's hope.
AFR512: the good thing is that u didn't have to wait long to discover how it follows.
Guest99: yeah, it's almost a crime how few fics there are with DiMartino in them (she doesn't even appear among the available options as a character).
and... u know... I've been dying to write some Beckycoln for a while now
NiteOwl18: It makes me soooo happy that u think like that of this fic, really, thank u
yeah, that other version was due to ma awesome thirdworld-beaneater-powers!
and as for Agnes and her role in this fic... we'll see, bro, we'll see...
lbrookins60644: what's up, bud? u enjoying the fic?
Momijifan Low-Ki: neat, let's hope I can keep it that way
Raphtalia1432: keep the story going? DON'T WANNA!
nah, I'm pulling ur leg
Mr. Haziq: yup, I discovered that the best way to write these kind of fic is writing it while u're "inspired"... if u know what I mean...
Soon! Your ol' trusted pal Sylar needs your help:
U see, I remember reading a short (very short) fic where Beth, an OC and Leni's adopted daughter, desperately tries to disguise herself in her mother's clothes in a vain attempt to look like her... I don't really remember who enters the bedroom to soothe the crying child.
I'd like to read that fic once again, help me find it and I'll reward u as best as i know how... writing something short for u
02
An inferno full of dread, anger, and embarrassing desire began to unleash itself on Gabriela DiMartino's morality during the weekend before the school dance, when on Saturday night, as she went through the selfies she had taken earlier that day with the lingerie set for the last time, choosing which ones had come out better before deleting the others, she noticed something strange appearing in the background of all the photos.
Yes, the camera angle made her boobs stand out. Yes, her ass looked big and firm in every shot. And yes, her abdomen was as flat and defined as ever. But in each of the photos, she could also make out a shadow peeping at her behind the window of her bedroom on the second floor of her home. And Gabriela didn't need to be a privileged mind to understand who that silhouette belonged to.
The knowledge that Lincoln Loud had seen her undress and put on provocative underwear, before he got distracted and ended up falling off the roof, tortured her the rest of Saturday night, until early Sunday morning when she discovered that she was no longer so mortified at knowing that one of her students had spied on her at such an intimate moment.
Of course, that truce was only because she saw an even bigger problem looming over the horizon; for when she had to go back to school early on Monday, Gabriela expected a large group of police officers to drag her into a not-so-discreet meeting with Principal Rivers, Superintendent Chen and a union representative, and together they would force her to sign a letter of resignation before having the officers arrest her.
But Monday came, and apparently Lincoln had kept Saturday's incident to himself. And it was then, that Gabriela decided that she wasn't going to ignore the thoughts regarding the boy that were beginning to fill her head, in fact, she needed to know more about Lincoln Loud.
Although he -like all the daughters of the Loud family- was well enough known to everyone in town that he could almost be considered a local pseudo-celebrity, there was not much Gabriela could find out during those early Monday hours; He had never had any serious disciplinary problems at school, although he did have a long history of absences and tardiness, so she came to assume that school, while still important to him, was no longer a priority in his life as it still was with most teens his age.
And that was all the real information she could discover before certain chilling rumors involving him and the firstborn of the Pingrey family began to surface, but Gabriela was quick to ignore such nonsensical gossip.
Almost an hour before the sun began its slow descent into the sky, when the clock on her cell phone told her that she would soon have to attend her commitment as chaperone of the school dance, DiMartino abandoned her search for answers and, returning home, began to dress up with a care that she had not previously shown for other school events. And no sooner had she finished putting on her makeup and picking out the clothes she would wear than her cell phone rang; a message from Oliver instructing her to arrive half an hour earlier than agreed.
When she had first gotten the full-time job as a high school teacher, Gabriela had thought that River's assistant steely insistence was a form of flirtation, always wanting to know where she was and what she was doing, but it didn't take her long to simply realize that Oliver was actually just a controlling bastard.
No sooner had a new alarm on her cell phone signaled that it was time to go than she finally left her home and got into her car, arriving at the school district at the time she had already pre-arranged with Principal Rivers. If it were up to her, Oliver could rot in hell.
At that time of night, the main building of the high school looked sad and empty of life, but the attached gymnasium did not, because from the teacher's parking lot she could already hear the loud music of the school dance. Was that a remix of Sarah Spears? Even though she hadn't been a high school student for fifteen years, Gabriela couldn't help but feel a certain alien pity at Rivers' choice of music for the dance.
Fifteen minutes before the gym doors opened to allow the students to enter, and joining the other teachers inside the gym right on schedule, the principal instructed each of the chaperones to make sure that all the boys dancing were not committing any morals violations, to keep an eye out for any student who might sneak illicit substances into the dance, as well as to notify her or Oliver if they came across any intoxicated students. Gabriela nodded her head, she had gotten the message; she was supposed to be like one of those line judge in tennis, she had to stay away from the action, watching from afar for potential chaos.
However, once the dance began, Oliver was quick to try to control everything and everyone on his own. Desperate to get away from that jerk, Gabriela decided to go straight to the dance floor, where her loose-fitting pink silk blouse and tight red skirt immediately began to attract the attention of all the male students, and those of one or two female students with particular tastes.
Ignoring as much as she could the prying eyes that her sexy outfit was beginning to earn her, Gabriela set about helping some of the groups of students who were asking to have their pictures taken, and plainly ignoring those who asked if she wouldn't want to take a selfie with them.
Soon, however, she began to run out of things to do; there were no drunken students, there was no one fighting, there weren't even students making out on the dance floor. The other teachers, the ones who had already acted as chaperones at past dances, had promised her a massacre of hormones, soft drugs and youthful debauchery, but all she saw was harmless banter between kids having healthy fun.
"Hello, Miss DiMartino," a voice greeted her.
Gabriela immediately looked up from her cell phone, knowing in advance to whom that voice belonged.
Wearing a nice black suit that fit him like a glove, Lincoln Loud smiled that disarming smile. Gabriela could feel her body freeze and before she could overcome her stupor and respond to his greeting, he quickly walked away. Still shocked, she saw him cross the gym and approach to talk animatedly with a group of students; Chandler McCann, Rusty Spokes, the fat teenager who had made that weird comment back at the supermarket and another mastodon with a mohican. The five boys were near the table with the drinks and snacks, in the other corner of the gym.
Despite the fact that he kept talking to his friends, Gabriela caught Lincoln glancing at her once or twice. No doubt she had all his attention focused on her. Had he come to the school dance just to see her? Gabriela didn't understand the albino's behavior... just as she didn't understand why she was suddenly so nervous knowing he was around.
Discovering that she had her gaze fixed on him as well, Lincoln pulled from the inside pocket of his jacket a glass pocket bottle of less than fifteen ounces. He wasn't even trying to hide it, in fact, he had made sure she was looking directly at him as he passed the small bottle from one hand to the other. He was teasing her, Gabriela realized. Supposedly, as chaperone of the dance, and as the responsible adult she was, she was supposed to scold any student who smuggled in any kind of narcotics, yet she just couldn't bring herself to even call him out.
But seeing that none of the other teachers were close enough to intervene in her place, Gabriela had no choice but to sigh and begin her slow march toward those troublemakers. And seeing a teacher approaching in their direction, the other students quickly scattered in all directions, leaving Lincoln, glass bottle and all, behind.
As soon as she was close enough to him, Gabriela called the albino's name loud enough to be heard over the music, but without shouting, as she didn't want to make a scene. But Lincoln simply turned around, and almost as if by magic, disappeared into the crowd of students only to reappear a second later in front of the double doors that connected the gym to the rest of the school. With a single fluid motion, Lincoln turned to look over his shoulder, made eye contact with her, and walked out the door.
"LINCOLN!" DiMartino dared to shout as soon as she too came out of the school gymnasium.
Walking slowly, and only a few feet ahead, Lincoln turned to her before smiling and continuing to walk away. He had definitely heard her, and he had definitely ignored her.
Following him without running, DiMartino walked down hallway after hallway. It soon became obvious to her that he was leading her back to the classroom where she taught classical literature.
Tightening her pace a little more, Gabriela finally reached her classroom, and ignoring the fact that the light was off and the door ajar, she entered the room grunting, trying to appear angry.
As soon as she stepped through the door frame, Gabriela discovered Lincoln at the front of the room, sitting in the chair she used to sit in. He had taken off his suit jacket, but still had his tie on. The mysterious little glass bottle she had seen, and which had been her excuse for following the albino, now rested on the professor's desk.
"You shouldn't be here," after closing the classroom door behind her, and using all her willpower to keep her nervousness from showing in her demeanor, DiMartino tried to intimidate Lincoln. "No student should be in this part of the school at this hour."
"Hi Gabriela," despite the fact that she had managed to stay within her role as an angry teacher, Lincoln's tone was as relaxed and friendly as ever "don't you want to join me for a drink?"
"You must leave this instant," Gabriela quickly grabbed the bottle from her desk before crossing her arms. "Walk me back to the gym before I have to call your parents."
This time Lincoln's smile did diminish in size, but he wouldn't give up so easily either.
"Why go back?" For the first time, Gabriela became aware of her surroundings; the blinds of all the windows facing outside, as well as the small window by the door, were closed, the light was off, and on the blackboard some words had been written. "I know you weren't comfortable back there. If Principal Rivers is the problem, couldn't you tell her you're scolding me?"
DiMartino was about to answer with another refusal, when suddenly her cell phone started ringing; it was a call from Oliver. As much as she hated him, he was still the assistant of Principal Rivers, almost the vice principal of the school, so she couldn't just ignore him, so she took the call. "DiMartino, may I know where you are and why you left your duty without notifying me first?!"
Hearing the tone in which he was speaking to her, Gabriela's jaws clenched, her pupils shrank and her blood pressure shot through the roof. Truth be told, her patience regarding that wretch was beginning to run out; one of these days she would no longer be able to contain herself and would simply have to move out sooner than planned... after trying to murder him.
Seeing an opportunity in the way Gabriela could barely contain her anger, Lincoln pointed to what he had written on the board beforehand; there was a reason some people still called him 'the man with the plan'.
"I..." Letting out a sigh of defeat, and no longer wanting to make eye contact, DiMartino threw back the glass bottle, "I think I saw a student with a bottle of alcohol heading towards the cafeteria. I'm chasing him."
And without another word, she hung up.
Thirty seconds later, when she managed to muster the courage to turn to look at Lincoln again, she discovered that the albino was now pouring the dark liquid from his small bottle into a pair of red plastic cups that she didn't see where he had gotten them from.
"This is a vodka of the highest quality," the smile he had shown her from the beginning had also reappeared, radiant as never before, "I bet you'll like it. It tastes like coffee."
Staring at him, Gabriela was stunned by how confident he suddenly looked, how bold and casual he was with her. Seeing that she was looking at him, Lincoln's blue eyes sparkled with happiness.
In spite of that, it didn't seem to Gabriela that he was playing with her, but rather getting her to participate in a prank. She felt an intense heat run over her face, as well as a sudden rush of adrenaline through her body. Was he trying to seduce her? Was he waiting for her to try to seduce him?
Sitting down on the edge of the teacher's desk, right in front of Lincoln, and without giving him time to react, she snatched one of the plastic cups from him.
"I'll take one drink and that's it," Gabriela took a sip of the drink, and had to agree with him; it was sweet and tasty, "even though I still can't believe I'm doing this..."
"Drinking coffee flavored vodka? But if making the infusion is pretty easy, and you only need a couple of tries to get a good taste."
Gabriela ignored the attempted joke. Even though her dream of being a teacher was beginning to fall apart, and the respect she had come to feel for the school as an institution was beginning to fade, she had never dared to even enter her classroom with a hangover. "You know, I'm surprised you decided to come."
"Why?" Lincoln finally took a swig from his own glass.
"Even though I know you have no problems with any subject, it seems that your priority is not school... much less the extracurricular activities it organizes."
"You've been checking up on me?!" Lincoln's smile intensified even more, if such a thing were possible, before he simply shrugged, "What can I say? My friends invited me to come, and even though I've been busy with things other than school, I really wanted to spend time with them... when you have your birthday a month before the school year starts you learn quickly not to turn down your friends' attempts to get together with you... that, and I wanted to talk with you."
«That means his birthday is months before everyone's else in his class! So he's already eighteen and he's going to be nineteen?!» After taking another sip from her glass, and trying not to let the relief she felt at discovering that Lincoln was not a minor show in her voice, DiMartino continued, "You wanted to talk with me? Why is that?"
Lincoln drank from his glass as well, his cheeks flushed and for the first time since she entered the classroom, his eyes left her. "Well, because of what happened on Saturday... I... I want to clear the air."
"You know, you're the first interesting person I've met in a long time... and yes, I've been checking you out."
Finally finishing the vodka in her glass, she motioned with a nod of her head for him to pour her more.
As he refilled her glass, Gabriela's mind made her aware that what she was doing was wrong, but for the first time her curiosity was stronger, how far would things go? Crossing her legs, DiMartino made her skirt ride up a couple of inches, revealing a little more of the tanned skin of her thighs, and immediately attracting Lincoln's attention.
Taking an even bigger gulp than the previous ones to embolden herself, and leaning forward, now drawing the albino's attention to her cleavage, Gabriela began to speak. "Where did you get this stuff? It doesn't taste like the brand that the supermarket sells."
Hearing his teacher's words, Lincoln raised his own glass in toast as soon as he had filled it as well.
"Answering that could get me in trouble with a friend's family, so I'll tell you only if I can ask you a question in return, deal?"
"Deal."
"I did it myself." The look of disbelief on her face must have been very evident, for after a brief pause, Lincoln continued speaking. "I've been helping out steadily on the Hunnicutt farm for a little over five years now. My friend Liam's family trusts me so much that last summer they entrusted me with the keys to a disused barn at the back of their property; not much, just a small wooden room. They thought I would use it as a hideout or a place to take my girlfriend for some alone time... but instead of doing that, I built a still and have been selling some homemade vodka to some uh… students, yeah, some students that I know ever since."
"And I thought you only sold cookies to stay-at-home moms," although the comment was meant as a joke, an uneasiness that had formed in Gabriela's mind on Saturday resurfaced. "Does anyone else know about this vodka thing? I imagine your parents must know about it."
"I... I emancipated myself from my parents before I turned seventeen. Liam is the only one of my friends who knows where I get my vodka."
"Well, that explains it."
"What? How does an eighteen-year-old brat get alcohol?"
"Of course not, smart boy. That you look very mature for your age. I finally know what the reason is, but why did you walk away from your family?"
"I might tell you about that sometime later, if all goes well today..."
"Then I'll take you at your word," the insinuation, as well as the hopeful touch, did not go unnoticed by DiMartino, but how to answer it? "Now, what's your question?"
"Why don't you even try to teach us anymore? You used to be a very diligent teacher."
"Why do you think I don't put effort into my classes anymore?" All emotion left her voice and she unconsciously became defensive.
"I mean, it's pretty obvious that you grade our exams randomly... that and that most of your classes are based on us making slideshow presentations ourselves about the topics we are studying."
Gulping down her second glass, she tried to devise an appropriate response, one that would make her look responsible and committed to her profession. But as she turned to look at Lincoln's relaxed and approachable face, she ended up telling him the truth. "I'm just tired of always being defensive every time I come to work. And I really don't care what my students or coworkers think about it. In a couple of months, I won't see any of them again, anyway."
"You're leaving us?" Without needing to be told to, Lincoln refilled her glass.
Gabriela nodded with a smile, enjoying the fleeting rose of her hand in Lincoln's as he reached for her glass. "I'm leaving the school, leaving the high school teaching position, and leaving the county, in June. Just like you."
"Well, I'm not so sure what I'm going to do, I don't even know if I'm going to college. I don't have as many options as you do."
"But you're trying hard to get yourself to leave, and for me that's what counts. I've always liked my men with some initiative" Gabriela liked the way the albino's eyes lit up with a smile, she wouldn't mind seeing that face more often... immediately after waking up. "Tell me, if you could, where would you go?"
"I don't know for sure, my older sisters moved to practically every city in Michigan when they left home to start college themselves," as quickly as it had appeared, the expression of pride and happiness left Lincoln's face. "I just want to get away, go where no one has heard of the Loud surname... maybe I'll go to the south, I'm tired of the snow not disappearing until mid-April, aren't you?"
Before she could ask him again about the reason for his family problems, the unmistakable sound of shouting and rapid footsteps toward the door interrupted her. Whoever was in the hallway seemed to be heading straight for them, but the person ran past the classroom and after several tense seconds, they heard a door slam shut in the distance.
"If that person had opened this door, we would've had to leave town a lot sooner than we planned."
That smile that matched his features so well came back to Lincoln once again, as did a bit of the confidence he had once had.
"Are you afraid, pretty boy?" DiMartino joked, her tongue driven by alcohol.
"Afraid? Me?! Nah, how could you think of that?" Lincoln couldn't help but laugh, his cheeks flushed from drinking. "But it's okay if you are, I imagine this is the most daring thing you've ever done."
Gabriela stood quietly, looking carefully at her drinking companion. Yes, Lincoln was far too young for her, but he was also undeniably pleasing to the eye. And there was something else too... a certain confidence that was unbecoming of someone so young. A confidence that made her want to find out how he would react to what she was about to show him.
"What? drinking in my workplace? This is nothing" opening the photo gallery of her cell phone, after unlocking it, she handed it to him "Do you want to see something really daring? Look at these!"
The albino's eyes nearly shot out of their sockets, along with the shot of vodka he had just taken, as soon as his gaze landed on a photo of his teacher in lingerie. Without needing to tell him anything else, Lincoln moved on to the next selfies DiMartino had taken on Saturday.
"You're so hot..." Lincoln whispered as one of his hands moved down to his groin to try to accommodate a bulge that had suddenly formed between his legs.
Gabriela's eyes couldn't help but follow the movement of that hand. The dress pants he was wearing, straight and somewhat fitted, couldn't hide the bulge that Lincoln wanted to hide under his hand. And what a bulge it was! Behind the black fabric of his pants a long, stiff, thick object was visible. And at the sight of it, as she bit her lip and her face lit up, Gabriela made up her mind that he could no longer be just another student.
"Do you really think so?"
"Oh come on!" Lincoln's eyes finally left the cell phone and focused on her face, "don't want to pretend you don't know that you're the most attractive and sexy woman in the whole school. Even though you usually manage to pretend you're just a very beautiful one."
"Do I usually just appear to be beautiful?"
"Yes, I mean, tonight you look..." At a loss for words, Lincoln leaned forward and, without hesitation, rested one of his hands on the desk in front of him, just a lonely inch from DiMartino's left thigh. "Didn't you see the way Girl Jordan and her friends looked at you back at the dance floor? They didn't like it very much when a real woman, and a much lovelier one at that, stole all the attention from their group of fans."
A huge smile formed on Gabriela's face when she heard that Lincoln considered her to be more attractive than Girl Jordan. Jordan Rosato had been the albino's girlfriend a couple of years ago. "Just what I had told you; as a good salesman, you always know what to tell people to make them feel good. Is that why you planned to lure me here? Here you could get me drunk, shower me with compliments and finally you could..."
"And finally I could what?" replied Lincoln, resting his left hand on the bare skin of DiMartino's right thigh.
At the feel of that calloused hand on her leg, Gabriela froze. She honestly wouldn't mind if he grabbed her by the neck, ripped off her clothes and fucked her right there, but from the way he looked at her expectantly, and since his hand still hadn't moved from her thigh, she guessed Lincoln was waiting for her to give him some sign of her consent. He wasn't pressuring her to agree to it; he was letting her make a decision.
Gulping down what was left in her glass, DiMartino stood up, turned around -but not before seeing the way Lincoln gasped and his blue eyes filled with sadness- and started walking towards the door of the classroom. With her hands shaking, her heart racing, and cold sweat beginning to trickle down her back, she locked the door so that it could not be opened from the outside, and returned to where she had been, next to Lincoln. It was the moment of truth.
Without giving Lincoln time to react, and taking his tie as a rein with both hands, Gabriela pulled him to her. And as soon as he left the chair in which he had been sitting, she joined her lips to his in a passionate kiss.
Gabriela watched as Lincoln's eyes widened, as his arms flailed uncontrollably in the air, and felt his lungs gather air to express his surprise. But after a short second of hesitation, Lincoln understood what her decision had been and responded to her tongue's explorations with his own, slowly tracing the inside of the mouth that had stolen him a kiss.
This was wrong, by any standards; Gabriela knew it, her morals and ethics knew it, but she ignored her concerns, and concentrated instead on the passion with which her tongue was caressing Lincoln's.
Lincoln's arms finally reacted and wrapped around his lover's body in an embrace. He had her trapped in his arms, preventing her from moving freely, but that didn't bother Gabriela in the least because her own hands only wished to continue roaming his torso; feeling the firm muscles full of youthful vigor over his white dress shirt.
Gabriela was thrilled; a young, intelligent and handsome man was kissing her with abandon, making her feel like she hadn't felt in years. But the situation didn't last, because when the kiss was just increasing in intensity, her phone began to ring.
At first, she was willing to ignore it, but the device continued to beep unchanged for another five minutes.
"Aww damn..." Gabriela finally whispered after ending the long kiss, resting her forehead on Lincoln's shoulder. "It's probably that damned Oliver. He's looking for me."
"What does that mean?" When she looked up, she met Lincoln's longing eyes. Although he didn't look like he was going to push her to continue, he didn't seem happy about things ending so soon. And she wasn't happy about that either.
"It means we don't have much time," Gabriela put her cell phone on silent mode without looking who had been calling her. "So I'm going to need you to prove to me that you're worth the trouble."
And no sooner had he heard those words, and with a beaming smile of pride, Lincoln grabbed her firmly, with both hands clinging to her buttocks, and lifted her off the floor before sitting her on the desk. When she was properly seated on the edge, with both legs wrapped around Lincoln's waist, he began to kiss her neck, and Gabriela, with her hands again clasping his tie, couldn't help but sigh her approval as she felt those lips caress her skin.
Lincoln's hands also reacted, and moving with a dexterity impossible to guess in the young albino, they left Gabriela's buttocks to start caressing her sides, getting closer and closer to her breasts. As his hands explored her delicious body, and without stopping kissing her throat, Lincoln began to move his lips downward until his chin finally hid in her cleavage.
Even though she hadn't stopped moaning, ecstatic at the caresses she hadn't received for so long, Gabriela couldn't help but laugh as she discovered where all of Lincoln's attention was being diverted to «very mature and handsome and all that, but his tastes are still the same as any teenager's».
As Lincoln explored her body, and as she broke into delighted sighs, Gabriela's phone screen continued to light up every few seconds, notifying her that the number of missed calls continued to increase, but that, as well as any thoughts or concerns that might have crossed her mind, disappeared when she felt that bulge that continued to be covered by his pants rubbing between her spread legs. A surge of lust rushed through her body, leaving her breathless and her sex damp.
Without remaining idle for a single second, Lincoln kissed her again on the lips, and using his tongue he returned to explore his teacher's mouth. Without interrupting the frenetic rhythm of the kiss, his rough hands left the breasts that had fascinated them and, little by little, began to unbutton her blouse; revealing more and more of that brown skin glistening with desire, until her entire upper body sculpted with diet and gym was in full view.
"I thought you were a man, but you're behaving just like a boy," said Gabriela when she saw how Lincoln stopped kissing and caressing her to contemplate her body. "Aren't you a man?"
Eager for him to resume his attentions, she did not hesitate to start licking and kissing his earlobe.
Unable to contain the moans that began to escape from his open mouth, Lincoln soon guided his hands to his teacher's back and with astonishing ease unfastened her bra. Then, without much effort, he ended up removing both her unbuttoned blouse and bra, leaving her definitively half-naked at the front of the classroom where she taught. And before she could react to the surprising boldness he was beginning to show, Lincoln moved again and, trapping one of those erect nipples between his lips, began to massage and bite it with dexterity.
Gabriela went from sighing her approval, to moaning her pleasure in a matter of seconds.
But Lincoln didn't give her time to get used to those caresses either. For DiMartino soon felt a hand begin to caress her sex over her thong. The material of her underwear was thin, and being as wet as she was, it ended up not hindering at all the dexterous caresses he was giving her.
"Dammit..." DiMartino's beautiful face distorted into a grimace of pleasure as soon as she felt a finger begin to rub against her clitoris repeatedly.
And just as suddenly as the sighs had been replaced by moans, the latter were also displaced by a surprised cry, for as he continued to massage her little button with one finger, and aided by the abundant lubrication, it was not in the least difficult for him to insert a finger into her sex. The reaction was immediate; feeling an electric current run through her body, Gabriela began to roar her pleasure. Yes, there was a chance that someone passing near the room might hear her, but Lincoln was so skilled with his hands that keeping quiet no longer mattered to her.
DiMartino was more than happy with the new direction the kissing session was taking, but apparently watching his teacher writhing in pleasure wasn't enough for him, as she soon felt a second finger enter deep into her sex and begin to move inside her as masterfully as the first. The overwhelming sensation of having both her clitoris and her pussy under that intense stimulation began to bring her to a climax in record time.
And something in her body, or perhaps in her face, must have given that away, for no sooner had a couple of seconds passed when Lincoln began to really fuck her with his hand, increasing the force and speed with which his fingers stimulated her sex.
"Oh damn... Oh damn! DAMN!" Gabriela began to whimper as her hips shuddered with every movement of Lincoln's hand.
Lincoln continued to increase the speed of his strokes, drawing moans from Gabriela's throat, faster and faster and louder. Then her body began to writhe violently with pleasure and her brain to be overwhelmed by the sensations she was experiencing as orgasm approached.
"You are... you are... you are... A MAN!" was the only scream her throat managed to create before the climax rendered her mute.
But soon she screamed out her pleasure again, for Lincoln, far from letting her rest after that first orgasm, redoubled his efforts and continued to masturbate her with the same vigorousness. Seeing herself overloaded with pleasure, Gabriela tried to push Lincoln away, but all her attempts were in vain, he was much stronger than her, and did not pull away until he had brought her to a second orgasm, a brutal and desperate one.
When Lincoln finally walked away, leaving her with her legs spread wide and no one to support her fatigued, sweat-drenched body, Gabriela couldn't help but collapse on her desk. Brushing her hair out of her face as she continued to struggle to catch her breath, she stared up at the albino. The smile, beaming with happiness that he had had at first, now had a touch of smugness to it, as if he was the best in the whole world «although considering what he just did to me...maybe he is». Yes, sir! as long as he made her feel just as good, she could put up with his bragging.
And speaking of bragging, how far would he be willing to go?
"Lick your fingers. Taste my pussy."
The smugness in Lincoln's smile increased, and keeping his gaze fixed on hers, he began to suck on each of the fingers that had been crowding her sex. Gabriela, spinster in training, thirtysomething teacher, never in her most depraved dreams believed she would say those words to a student fourteen years her junior, but when Lincoln's other hand came down to caress the bulge in his groin, her conscience ceased to nag her.
"Now, show me your cock."
Gabriela had believed that he would obey by exclusively opening the fly of his pants, so she was speechless when Lincoln removed his tie and began to unbutton one by one the buttons of his shirt, revealing a strong body perfectly molded by hard work. But she couldn't admire those well-defined abs, or those big, strong pecs for long either, because the shirt was immediately followed by the belt, and only a few seconds later the pants were gone as well.
DiMartino tried to keep her face from showing any emotion when she discovered that he wasn't wearing underpants, but any attempt to maintain a poker face was lost when her eyes fell on something big, thick, veiny AND BIG!
She really didn't want to react in any way to what she saw, but that was simply an impossible task. Lincoln was big, porn star level big, and by the expression that hadn't left his face since he'd shed his pants, it was more than obvious that he knew it.
"So, Gabriela, why don't you take a closer look?"
Without answering, and as soon as she half recovered her breath, Gabriela got down from the desk and knelt in front of Lincoln, her face at the same height as the albino's semi-erect cock. She took a breath, but not to calm herself, but to savor the essence of Lincoln's sex. He had kissed her, he had played with her tits, he had even finger-fucked her! There was no longer any reason for her to be nervous, giving him a blow job was natural under the circumstances... and something she always enjoyed.
With her mind as clear as the vodka would allow, and satisfied with the man in front of her, Gabriela reached out a hand and grabbed the base of the cock dangling in front of her face, noticing with surprise that the fingers of her fist could not quite wrap around the circumference of that phallus.
Lifting her eyes to make eye contact, Gabriela gave his glans a quick kiss, a chaste one, noticing the powerful pounding of Lincoln's heart on her lips.
"This is what you wanted when you planned to bring me here, isn't it, you smug bastard? You just wanted to show me your big cock," to her surprise, Lincoln's face, until a moment ago brimming with smugness, now looked a little sheepish.
"Well, I didn't think I'd get this far, but no one here is complaining," the smug smile returned and remained unperturbed on his face, but the way he was looking at her, almost as if she were a Christmas present, confirmed to her that he still didn't believe what was going on.
Discovering that in the albino's eyes caused Gabriela to become even more emboldened. She would be sure to give Lincoln an unforgettable night.
After giving the glans one more kiss, Gabriela finally parted her red lips to allow the rest of the cock to enter her mouth. She then moved her head forward, feeling marveled as that piece of meat grew even bigger and became deliciously hard.
Lincoln's hands, uncontrolled by pleasure, only managed to cover the albino's face as his hips thrust forward slightly to meet her lips.
Then, Gabriela began to increase the depth of her blowjob; making her mouth take in more of Lincoln's phallus with each back and forth motion. And after only a few minutes of thrusting her head back and forth, in clear contrast to the albino's hips, she felt the tip of his cock finally touch against her throat. Luckily for both of them, Gabriela had no gag reflex.
"Holy Ace..." Lincoln moaned, as he pulled part of his cock out of her mouth, allowing her to breathe normally again "Gabriela, since my first time no one has given me a blowjob as deep as this..."
That, apart from, oddly enough, making her proud, gave her an idea.
Pushing her head forward with a little more force than before, Gabriela soon had Lincoln's cock ramming against her throat again, and without a second thought she kept pushing forward, deepening the blowjob even more.
"Oh Savvy's mask!" Lincoln couldn't stop his whole body from trembling as he felt his teacher's throat begin to squeeze his cock. "Gabriela!"
That reaction was what Gabriela was looking for, but something was missing...
Without taking her mouth off the phallus that was still lodged in her throat, Gabriela raised both hands until she could grab the albino's arms by the elbows, and after a little maneuvering she got Lincoln to rest both hands on her hair. Now everything was perfect!
Excited as never before, Gabriela didn't think twice and, without wasting any more time, resumed the rhythm of the blowjob, deepening it a little more every few seconds.
"GABRIELA, MORE...!" hearing him say her name so passionately told her that she was doing a hell of a good job. She was giving her student, her very attractive student, a blowjob in her classroom. That was practically the plot of a porn video! And the best part was that it wasn't a porno, it was real life.
Feeling naughty like never before, Gabriela pushed herself a little harder, and after almost a minute of effort, she managed to get her nose to bump against Lincoln's white pubic hairs. And even though the tears blurring her eyes prevented her from seeing him clearly, she was left in no doubt that Lincoln was having the time of his life; the way the muscles in his ass were quivering was making it abundantly clear to her.
But it couldn't last forever. Needing a breath of fresh air, Gabriela finally pulled back and saw the fruit of her efforts; Lincoln's big cock had grown and widened quite a bit, and the skin no longer covered the glans, but now tightly enveloped the rest of the phallus. Lincoln's own face revealed that she had actually surprised him with her ability to not gag.
Seeing the state she had left him in, Gabriela didn't hesitate to stick out her tongue and, lifting his cock with one hand, ran it over the entirety of his scrotum. Lincoln tried to say something to her, but the words left him as soon as she finished engulfing one of his testicles so full and heavy with virility.
Motivated as she watched Lincoln struggle to maintain eye contact with her without squinting, Gabriela began to renew the layer of saliva and pre-seminal fluid still enveloping the phallus with another visit to her throat. As he was once again enveloped by that wetness, tightness and heat, the albino's penis began to throb faster and his eyes rolled upward.
This time Lincoln's body could do nothing, and after several minutes of resisting the delirious pleasure that mouth, tongue, and throat were giving him, he finally gave up.
"Wait... I'm cumming... I'm cumming!"
As soon as she heard that, Gabriela spit out his cock and pulled away. Yes, he was young, so it really wouldn't take him long to recover after cumming once; she could have continued the blowjob and gotten a facial from Lincoln's milk, or maybe just taken it in her little mouth and shown him how she drank it. But Oliver was still looking for her, and knowing the bastard, it was very likely that he had even stopped the dance to start organizing search parties. If she wanted to finish what she'd started, she had no time to waste.
So she stood up, and pinning her gaze on Lincoln's, the poor guy was red as a tomato, she unzipped her skirt, dropped it along with her thong, and pushed both garments aside with her foot. She was now as naked as he was.
"We don't have much time left," swaying her hips with each step she took, Gabriela walked toward Lincoln until she could wrap her arms around his neck, reveling in the nearly eight inches he was ahead of her in height.
Lincoln's hands were soon on her ass again, pressing his fingers into those soft, firm muscles, drawing a few sighs from Gabriela in turn.
"I think I'm hallucinating..."
"Because you are going to fuck your hot teacher in her classroom?"
"Because I'm going to fuck the most beautiful and sexy woman I've ever met," he corrected her.
Gabriela was going to dismiss those words. As attractive as she was, she knew that her thing with Lincoln was nothing more than the fruit of a passing horniness, but a squeeze to her buttocks and another french kiss prevented her from saying anything more.
Using his youthful strength and vigor, Lincoln lifted her up with ease, both hands clutching her buttocks, and just as he had done before, he carefully deposited her on the desk and slipped one of his hands between her legs, again sliding two fingers inside her sex while his thumb massaged her clitoris, slowly fucking her again with his hand.
"Ughh," she groaned. But this time she wouldn't settle for just his hand. "Enough of your childish games. Show me you're man enough and fuck me like one."
Listening to her, Lincoln finally left her sex alone and taking one of her legs in each hand, he lifted them over his shoulders; leaving her sex uncovered. Gabriela understood what he intended, so using her hands she held her legs open for him.
"Let's see if what your little girlfriends have taught you is useful to fuck a real woman," she teased him.
The smug expression returned to Lincoln, and without saying anything, and as if he had all the time in the world, he began to rub his glans against the moist lips of her vulva. Winking at her, he ended up positioning himself right at the entrance to her intimacy, and taking her firmly by the hips, gave a single forward thrust.
"You... damn... smug... fucker" Gabriela moaned as she felt her vagina expand to the limit in order to accommodate him inside her.
Unable to help herself, she had to close her eyes and bite her lips, feeling Lincoln's strong hands hold her by the waist so that she couldn't flee. It had been so long since Gabriela had been with a man, and Lincoln was such a big one, she wondered if she could really get used to his size, so she raised a hand, asking him to give her some time to get used to his girth, he stopped and began kissing her.
However, it only took a couple of seconds for the sensation of pain she had initially felt to be replaced by pleasure. Seeing that it was no longer necessary to hold still, Lincoln thrust his hips back, and when only the tip of his cock remained inside, he thrust forward again with all his strength, driving his dick deep into his teacher's vagina, making her moan his name. And boy, hearing her moan it felt great!
"You were saying?"
Trying to wipe the smugness off his face, Gabriela used her strong pelvic muscles and squeezed as hard as she could the cock that was invading her interior. But the albino's cock felt so hard, so warm, and managed to reach the entrance of her womb so easily, that her vagina could not squeeze him for long without feeling waves of pleasure overwhelming her. Not to mention the moans he expelled with every movement of his hips, hearing those excited her to the extreme, knowing that for her he could not keep silent.
Mesmerized by the moans she heard in time with hers, Gabriela rested one of her hands on the abs that so deftly drove Lincoln's cock inside her pussy; the flesh beneath her fingers felt firm and burning with desire.
"Fuck me, Lincoln!" she shouted as she squeezed his cock with her vagina again.
Lincoln responded to the command by grunting, actually grunting his pleasure and increasing the speed of his thrusts, as well as the force with which he clutched at her hips.
Gabriela was in paradise, so much so that when she thought she heard someone behind the closed door of the classroom, she decided to ignore it. Nothing was important, except to give that stud as much pleasure as possible.
"YES, FUCK ME LIKE THAT!" Gabriela finally let go of her legs, and as they were no longer strong enough, they ended up resting motionless on Lincoln's shoulders.
Now caressing his sweaty body with both hands, Gabriela got Lincoln to open his eyes and focus on her face, making the power with which he was fucking her increase in turn. She, for her part, could only feel his cock enter with delicious ease until it impacted against her cervix, throbbing each time it reached the deepest part of her being.
"Are you going to cum? Are you going to cum inside me, Lincoln?"
Lincoln closed her eyes and just shook his head, but she could recognize the signs.
Keeping her hands roaming the albino's abs, Gabriela made her legs leave his shoulders and descend to his waist. Although he hadn't stopped pumping inside her with the same speed, she could feel his penis throbbing more and more often and with greater intensity.
"Remember that you aren't wearing a condom. Or had you planned all along to cum inside your teacher?"
Hearing that, Lincoln opened his eyes again and immediately stopped fucking her, although he remained with his cock all the way inside her.
"Shit, you're right! I'm sorry!"
But Gabriela didn't listen to anything he said, instead she wrapped her legs around his hips and squeezed hard; getting Lincoln's cock all the way back inside her.
"You hide behind your good boy looks, but you sell alcohol to people who aren't old enough to drink and you are fucking your teacher," Gabriela, almost with no struggle of her abs, managed to sit up from the desk and, wrapping her hands around Lincoln's neck, whispered in his ear. "I always knew you were a naughty boy, even back when you were that charming eleven-year-old who almost flunked fifth grade because of me."
The look on Lincoln's face, so full of anxiety and confusion, was the same look that all of her students gave her during the first few weeks of meeting her... the same look he had given her when he had to retake an exam inside his locker.
"I bet it was me to whom you dedicated your first wank."
Lincoln's cock quivered inside her again, but this time his hands did not let go of her hips and he fucked her again; now at a slower pace, but each penetration was stronger than the last.
"So it turns you on to know what you trigger in your students?"
"Only if I really like that student..." She dared to confess. For looking into Lincoln's blue eyes, Gabriela saw something more than sexual passion. What was it? She didn't know, but suddenly she wanted to find out.
Then Lincoln's hands finally left her hips, and sliding down her sides, they ended up clinging to her buttocks again. Gabriela thought that Lincoln had simply tired of the sensation of her waist and had sought to grab something else, so she was surprised to no end when he lifted her up and, holding her with only his hands and his cock, began to fuck her hard and passionately as he captured one of her nipples with his mouth.
Too many sensations and emotions were coursing through her body, too many to try to sort them out, so Gabriela just let her body speak for her, let her pussy muscles and moans tell the albino how much she desired him at that moment.
Lincoln's cock was moving so fast and hard inside her that he seemed to want to make her scream, which he was accomplishing with ease.
Feeling her G-spot as well as her cervix receiving the full measure of Lincoln's penetrative punishment, Gabriela discovered two things; that she was on the verge of orgasm and that Lincoln's cock was throbbing madly.
Knowing the end was near, Gabriela stopped talking and began to moan, desperately begging the albino not to stop for anything in the world. She even began to use every trick she knew, with her mouth and her vagina, to increase the pleasure Lincoln might be feeling.
"LINCOOOOOOLN!" And with that scream, Gabriela's sex exploded in a whitish liquid, which ended up bathing the albino's cock and legs.
Eyes tightly closed, and with her powerful thighs clenching Lincoln's hips, preventing him from continuing to fuck her at that vigorous pace, Gabriela felt him claim her mouth again with another french kiss before his hips pumped one last time, burying his cock even deeper than ever before.
The breath left her just as Lincoln let out a shriek and began to flood her insides with semen. Unable or unwilling to help herself, Gabriela felt him ejaculate waves of his seed into the most private place of her being, felt him paint her insides white, and his heat spread from her baby factory to the rest of her body. Lincoln was ejaculating so much, Gabriela soon felt a thick, hot substance trickle down between her buttocks.
All that was what Gabriela felt, but, even though her strong legs had kept her pinned to his hips during the orgasm, her mind had not really been aware of anything, for the pleasure had been so great that she ended almost unconscious.
When her thighs finally released him, Lincoln carefully placed her on her desk, and slowly pulled out of her. As soon as the tip of his cock finally emerged from that well-fucked pussy, all the semen he had pumped inside her began to gush out.
Minutes, or perhaps full hours, passed before Gabriela was able to pull herself together enough to sit down and look around the classroom. The first thing she saw, was Lincoln sitting in the professor's chair, the chair she used to sit in, watching her intently.
With her mind no longer swayed by lust, and far less inebriated, Gabriela felt embarrassed at the way Lincoln was looking at her, so trying to think of something else, she picked up her cell phone.
"Oh damn."
And immediately she regretted it, not only had she received countless calls from Oliver, who had called her non-stop, but she also had received a few calls by some of the other teachers who were monitoring the school dance. Feeling an icy panic grip her body, Gabriela decided they should get out, of the classroom and the school, she would think of an excuse later.
Moving as fast as her trembling legs, or her sex overflowing with semen, would allow, Gabriela began to retrieve all her clothes from the floor. Would the clerk at the local pharmacy ask a lot of questions if she suddenly bought a morning-after pill? That would be a problem for later, right now she had more than enough.
"We need to get out of here," noticing that Lincoln was still in the professor's chair, his eyes still fixed on her, Gabriela stared at him just as she did when a student didn't make the homework. "That includes you too. Let's go!"
Lincoln blinked, and finally standing up, with his cock still semi-hard, went to pick up his pants. He, unlike her, moved with total calm, deliberately taking his time getting dressed.
Bending down one last time, he picked up something from the floor next to his white shirt and approached her.
"Gabriela," Lincoln began, handing her her bra with one hand and taking her chin with the other, "please calm down. I know a way you can get out of the school without being seen by anyone; both the camera and the emergency exit in the music room have been out of order for months. From there it will take you no time at all to get to the teacher's parking lot."
"And what about you?" Despite the shame that still overwhelmed her, and the fact that she didn't want to give him false hope, Gabriela couldn't help but rest one of her hands on one of Lincoln's pecs, "How will you leave?"
"It's too risky for us to be seen together right now," shrugging his shoulders, and finally turning away from her, Lincoln began to button his shirt, "I can go back to the school dance and walk out the door. But for this plan to work you must go first, I'll wait until you're already gone."
Gabriela nodded, approving the logic behind the plan, and hurried to finish dressing.
As soon as she finished buttoning her silk blouse, she turned to look at Lincoln; he was already dressed and his gaze had returned to intently admiring her body. Clarifying to him that this was just an affair, a one-time thing, would be also an another problem for another day. What was the problem that occupied her now? Continuing to pretend that she hadn't had the best sex of her life with one of her students; which was proving to be kind of hard, since her face was still flushed, her body bathed in sweat, her mascara smeared, and her hair disheveled.
While Gabriela was uselessly checking the state of her make-up in her pocket mirror, Lincoln opened the door and peeked outside, a detail that made her feel quite touched... but she quickly remembered that this was just a slip-up, something that would never happen again.
Finally, Lincoln pointed out that the coast was clear and Gabriela decided to leave once and for all.
"Listen, Gabriela..." before she could step through the door frame, he stopped her by grabbing her arm.
Gabriela sighed and closed her eyes, convinced that he would ask her to be his girlfriend or something just as stupid. "What's wrong?"
"I promise you... I will never tell anyone what happened here. This will be our secret," and after saying that, he let her go.
At hearing those words, a smile formed on her lips and her eyes fell, for the first time since it all ended, on Lincoln's. Yes, the albino had just shown her that he wasn't the innocent little boy the whole town took him for. Yes, he hung out with teenagers who didn't have the best social stigma. But for some reason, she believed his every word. Before she walked out the door, she gave him one last kiss, a quick peck on the lips. Then she left her classroom and headed for the music room.
She still had the three-week winter break, and that might be the time she needed to clear up her conflicting feelings.
Exiting through the emergency door Lincoln had directed her to, Gabriela soon reached her car, but stopped before opening the driver's door.
In front of the school gymnasium, the lights of several police sirens could be seen; someone was shouting in desperation and several voices were fighting to be heard above the others. Certain that no one would see her being so far away, Gabriela zoomed in on her cell phone camera and focused it on the crowd; Principal Rivers and a big, fat, and black, police officer were talking very seriously with Lincoln.
"Damn it," Gabriela whispered as she started her car.
Another problem for another day!
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