KidAnonXTeacher Twilight, Pt 4 (Unfinished)

>Monday
>Monday morning
>Normally?
>You're asleep
>Late
>Hating it
>Today?
>Probably first to school
>A quick glance around tells you not really
>But that doesn't really matter
>The whole weekend you were thinking of your teacher
>That experience last Friday only made you want her more
>You hunch over as you feel the erection come in
>Luckily you're in front of the door
>But
>Your mind keeps wandering back to it
>Those warm folds
>Inviting you in
>Squeezing
>Massaging you like a thousand little hooves
>All at once, tickling, stroking
>You shudder
>And knock at the door
>Miss Twilight could help you
>And then you'll be okay for the rest of your classes
>There's no answer though
>Just silence
"Miss Twilight?"
>You grip the door
>And try to open it
>Locked
"Miss Twilight?"
>Your voice is a little louder
>And then it unlocks
>A loud click
>You glance around
>That was weird
>No one's watching
>You open the door
>Step in
>And when you see what greets you
>Immediately shut it behind you
>There she was
>Upper body on the desk
>Faced towards the side of it
>Head facing away from you
>Her rear facing you
>Tail held aside
>Panties down
>Around her legs
>Hoof underneath
>Rubbing
>Still rubbing while she talks
>"Why don't you give your teacher a little help?"
>You drop your bag immediately down
>A loud thunk
>And run over to her
>Slowing down
>Remembering your hardened shaft
>You look behind you
>And hear the door click
>She must've noticed you look
>Somehow
>But you glance back to her
>Her hoof still playing
>Spreading her lips wide
>"I've been waiting for you, Anon."
>You step up to her
>Leaning in
>Sniffing
>The familiar scent floods your nose
>Your hands move to her sides
>Pulling your head in
>A long whiff
>Shudders through your body
>She wiggles her flank
>"I thought you deserved a better reward than Friday's."

>Her head turns back
>A big blush on it
>You turn to glance at her
>Briefly
>And smile
>Retrieving one in return
>And lean in again
>Lips meeting hers
>Tongue flicking once across her slit
>"N-no.."
>You pull back
>And feel her tug you forwards
>Her flanks lowering a little
>Moving backwards
>Towards your height
>Below
>"Remember what I showed you..."
>It wasn't in this position
>But you knew
>Somehow
>And you start unbuckling
>Unzipping
>Down goes your pants
>Boxers
>Aching
>Wanting
>She spreads herself
>And you position yourself
>Tip finding her
>Missing and poking at her wet fur
>Her hoof moves up
>Gripping you
>Gently guiding you
>And you feel yourself move in
>The familiar warmth
>The familiar muscles of her insides
>And the squeezing
>That finely controlled squeezing
>Moving up and down your shaft
>Far better than her mouth could do
>Her muscles alone pull you in
>Forcing you to take a step forwards
>And another step
>And another
>Sliding into her
>Until you feel fur connect with skin
>Your hands instinctively reach for her flanks
>Underneath her skirt
>Squeezing
>Rubbing
>And something inside you
>Something primal
>Something base
>Tells you to move your hips
>You've never been in this position before
>But you just know
>You grip her
>And tug her
>Pressing warm fur against yourself
>Bounce back
>Sliding out
>Her warm liquids on your exposed shaft
>Quickly cooling in the air
>Before being wrapped in her muscles again when you thrust in
>You see her back arch
>Her body shiver
>Face redden
>You keep sliding
>In
>Out
>It feels natural
>Perfect
>Why didn't you think of this before?
>Her hoof underneath moves to you
>Rubbing over your sack
>Playing with you
>Gently massaging
>While you keep going
>Warmth
>Cool air
>Warm insides
>Cool
>And the cycle continues
>Until you feel it rising
>Body tensing
>This time simultaneous with her
>Her hooves on the table
>Gripping
>Your hands on her flanks
>Squeezing

>And it approaches
>Rises
>And over the edge
>You feel yourself release
>Grunting out
>Her moan mixes with yours
>And you both climax
>Your juices squirting into her
>Her own squirting out
>Over your shaft
>Onto your skin
>Around her hoof
>Dripping
>You ride it out
>Her insides milking you
>Squeezing you
>From base to tip
>A nice slow motion
>Coaxing as much as she can
>LEaving it inside her
>And you pull out
>Panting
>Looking up at her
>Head leaning down on her
>Soft fur against your cheeks
>Her body relaxes
>Falls onto the desk
>And her tail flicks at you
>Tickling you
>"I hope you're ready to start the week, Anon."
>She giggles
>And you pull back
>Smiling at her
>Slipping out
>Watching some of your fluids drip out
>Across her legs
>She steps out of her panties
>And you see her slit contract
>Squeezing
>Keeping some of it inside
>She steps off the desk
>Turning around
>Hovering her panties in front of you
>Smiling
>"Did you remember?"
"Y-yes!"
>You look over at your bag
>About to walk to it
>But she floats it over
>Hoof on your head
>Gently rubbing
>As it comes into view
>You take the bag
>Pulling out her white ones
>And memories of the weekend flood back
>Of how you tried to remember Friday
>How you thought of what she did
>And how you tried to replicate it
>Gripping yourself in her panties
>Rubbing yourself
>Imagining her
>Smelling her scent still there
>Lingering
>Until you overrode it with your own
>It just happened once
>And you let it collect
>Dry on her panties
>You're not sure how to explain to your parents on how to wash it
>Or what you're doing with a pair
>But Miss Twilight just takes it
>Looking at it
>And hands you her current pair
>Taking that old one
>Moving it to her legs
>You stare in surprise
>As she steps over it
>Hooves into holes
>And slides it up
>Giving a slight wiggle when she gets it on
>You stare
>Watch as she relaxes
>Fluids drooling out
>A mix of yours and hers
>Now a dark wet spot on it
>Kept safe inside by the fabric

>You stare at the darkening spot between her legs
>Mouth open, entranced by it
>The pool slows its growth as it gets bigger
>And you see the folds of her lips press against it
>Her body shudders when she giggles
>And her tail flicks down, blocking your view
>A twirl of her body and she now faces you
>You smile back at her while she brings a hoof up
>Gently pressing down on your shoulder
>Sending warmth through your body
>Your head instinctively leans down on her hoof
>Nuzzling against her fur
>She smiles at you
>And brings herself onto the floor
>Closer to you, in the usual position
>And you hear a small squishing sound
>Her other hoof reaches up
>And you know exactly when to step forwards
>Feel her hoof drop onto your other shoulder
>Slide slowly down across your back
>And pull you into her warm form
>Both of your hands wrap around her as hers wrap around yours
>And you both squeeze tightly into each other
>Your body slides down a little
>Into a comfortable sitting position on her
>She doesn't mind as you adjust yourself
>Keeping her hooves on you at all times
>And you finally settle down
>Just leaning against her
>Her hoof taking off some of your weight
>And then it takes off some more
>As she leans backwards
>Taking you forwards
>Onto the ground
>A small thud
>Your body presses against hers
>Warmth on warmth
>And she gives you a squeeze
>As you take in the new position
>Laying on top of your best teacher
>Enjoying the feeling, the scent
>You catch a whiff of her scent today
>It's sweet again, a slight fruity tint to it
>You look up to her, making sure to rub your cheek slowly against her fur
"You smell really nice, Miss Twilight."
>She gives you a soft laugh
>And her body's vibrations rub against yours
>Sending a tingling sensation on both your skin and through your body
>It feels really nice to make her laugh
>And your arms squeeze tighter around her
>"Thank you, Anon."

>Her head moves slowly down
>Brushing against your head
>And she makes a show of sniffing
>A slow one
>Just a little whiff
>Nothing too strong or overt
>And she keeps her head there
>Her hoof slowly stroking on your back
>"You smell pretty good yourself."
>You smile, close your eyes and snuggle against her
>Enjoying the warmth of her words and compliment
>"I missed you, Anon."
"Me too, Miss Twilight."
>She wiggles her bottom
>And you feel it tickling your legs and groin
>Rubbing against you
>That feeling of arousal earlier is gone
>You haven't had a chance to ask her why
>And figured your parents probably wouldn't like hearing
>You're not sure why, but something feels weird about asking them
>But even though you feel no fire there, your heart still tickles
>Loving her embrace, her rising and falling chest
>And her all encompassing warmth and gentle motions
>"I can feel that, my little scholar."
>Her hooves give a tight squeeze
>And a few moments pass of the two of you just taking in the warmth
>"How many times?"
"Hmm?"
>It feels nice, soft, warm
>Almost like you'd fall asleep at any moment
>Like being covered in nice loving pillows
>"How many times did you think of me over the weekend?"
>Your mind wanders over what you imagined
>Thinking of the first time you got home
>Thinking of how you imagined her like how she was on Friday
>Warm
>Soft
>Wet
>And how it kept you up
>Wanting more of that
>Desiring it so much
>Your hands didn't give the same feeling anymore
>And it felt lackluster
>Your motions and manipulations were nothing compared to her muscle
>"You don't have to fantasize if I'm here."
>Her hoof turns your head slowly up
>As you open your eyes, just a little
>And the first thing you see are her big eyes
>Looking back at you
>And as you look into them
>You feel warmth stirring in your heart
>Fluttering in your stomach
>Something about those eyes
>That just tell you you're all safe and protected
>"Well? What were you thinking of?"

"I-I was just thinking of Friday night..."
>"I'm listening."
>A small smile
>A beat of her heart
>Like a perfect moment
"I tried what I normally did. But it didn't feel right."
>"Mhm?"
"I kept thinking of how it was then, and how I never knew you could do that, and how I kept wanting more."
>She gives you encouraging nods as you talk
>Not interrupting
>Just encouraging
"And...and..."
>You remember how you tried and tried and tried
>Until you saw your backpack
>And the memory of her prize and gift resurfaced
"I played with your, uhm..."
>"My panties?"
>It felt a little weird talking about it
>Seeing it
>Doing it
>Letting her guide you
>It felt different
>Why did it feel weird talking about it out loud?
"Yeah."
>"Do you want to tell me what you did with it?"
>You feel one of her hooves slide down
>Slowly
>Tracing against the valley of your back
>You hold your breath
>Wondering
>Her hoof moves down
>Towards your backside
>Moving over it
>Stopping
>A rub
>Two rubs
>And she moves past
>Moving between your legs
>Causing your eyes to widen a little
"M-miss Twilight?"
>Her hoof moves between your legs
>Resting her fur against one of your legs
>But she doesn't touch you anywhere else
>Or reach her hoof up
>"Hmm?"
"What are you doing?"
>Her hoof stops
>And then slowly moves
>A little bit back
>Stopping
>And a little forth
>Like she was rubbing something a little lower than between your legs
>Which
>As you think about it
>You realize what she was doing
"Oh."
>She smiles at you
>Brings her other hoof up
>Against the back of your head
>Leaning you into her
>"I am still wondering how your Friday night went."
>You nod
>Cheek brushing against her again
"I took your..uhm, panties, and wrapped it around myself."
>Her motion is gentle, slow
>Nothing furious, just a relaxing motion
>Her arm's fur runs against your leg
>Tickling you through your pants somehow
>Feeling warm
>Everything just feels calm

>"How did it feel?"
"It felt really nice and soft and good and-"
>She gives a quick exhale
>And a quick glance reveals a faint blush on her face
>But otherwise everything stays the same
>Her hoof slowly moving
>Other hoof wrapped around you
>Digging you into her warmth, wrapping you around
>Something around her eyes, staring intently into yours
>Something about how she nods, trying to keep her breath steady
>It brings the fuzzy feelings again
>And you know to continue
"I really like how smooth it felt. And I kept thinking of how sliding on it felt like, well, uhm, you."
>Her chest gets a little more erratic
>The slow gentle pushing motion into yours now coming in short bursts
>Still slow, but more disrupted
>Like she went through a cycle of holding her breath
>Releasing it as she got too far
>And continuing
>You can feel every exhale on your head
>And a whiff tells you of her sweet scent
>Still fruity
>Leaving your mouth watering a little
>"W-what else?"
>Your arms squeeze around her quivering body
>And her hoof digs you into her
>The two of you still embracing
"I made sure to have where your...you know...in front of me."
>She smiles as you try to articulate what you did
>And you feel her hoof moving a little faster
>Rubbing against your leg
>The motion moving it up
>Sliding her arm against your rump
>It's a weird feeling
>And you're not sure how you feel about that specific part
>But being near her, in her hold, with her like this
>That's really all you need to think about
"So when I, uhm, finished, it would be inside. And-"
>"W-where my hoof is now?"
>You gulp
>She leans her head in towards you
>Bobbing against you
>Hoof moving furiously
>You're not sure if you should continue
>So you let her
>She closes her beautiful eyes
>Leaving you to stare at her blush
>Glowing a little brighter as her body shakes
>Quivers
>Pulses against your body
>You only grip her tighter
>Wanting to feel every vibration

>Every motion echoes throughout your body
>When she quivers, your body follows
>And you feel closer
>Intimately joined in this moment
>You close your eyes
>Taking in the rising warmth
>You feel her body tense up
>Her motions faster, more localized
>Breathing faster
>Shorter exhales
>Gasps
>And then
>A soft moan out
>A large convulsion
>Shaking your body with her
>And then it's gone
>Still
>Calm
>Relaxed
>Her panting is controlled
>Somehow
>You can't help but admire her self-control
>And she moves both hooves back around you
>Pulling you in
>Squeezing you against her
>You don't mind at all
>It felt nice being here
>Sharing her moment with her
>And it felt nice that she felt comfortable doing it
>Memories flood back of that time last week
>Where she watched you finish in front of her
>And you snuggle into her as you remember how exciting it felt
>And how nice it felt, safe around her that you're doing this
>One of her hooves move up once again behind your head
>Stroking gently
>"Thank you."
"Hmm?"
>"Thank you for being my wonderful student."
>Her head digs down on top of yours
>Rubbing her muzzle gently against you
>Giving you a quick peck
>Her words give you another wave of warmth through your body
>You don't have to say anything else
>Just smile
>Enjoying the comfort
>The idle stroking of her hoof
>The once again tamed rhythmic breathing
>And the two of you hold there for what seemed like a while
>Has school started yet?
>You did make sure to arrive very early today
>Even your parents were surprised
>You don't want to pull away from her though
>Not if you just want to check the time
>You're sure she can see it from her position
>She'll let you know
>It'll be fine
>"Anon?"
"Yes?"
>Heart leaps a little
>What if it has to end now?
>What if school starts?
>"You never did tell me about the rest of your weekend."

>So school hasn't started yet
>You can stay just a little longer
>In her smell
>In her warmth
>In her fur
>Your hands move against her fur
>Snuggling yourself in
>Hooves around you like a blanket
"I told mom and dad about what you said last week."
>One hoof cradled under your head
>One on your back
"They said I can stay for longer if you will help."
>"That's wonderful."
>Another peck on the forehead
>"I'll have you all day to myself, then."
>She gives a small giggle
"All day?"
>Nothing about that seems wrong at all
>Your mind wanders to that thought
>A whole day
>With her
>Talking
>Smiling
>Doing...things
>What if she were there when you woke?
>And went to bed?
>"Too much for my little-"
"Not at all!"
>Your head turns up
>Eyes meet hers
"I want to be with you all day."
>A giggling face greets you
>"You're adorable."
>Something tugs at you though
>Something you're not sure what to think about
"Mom said you were really nice."
>"Did she?"
"Mhm."
>"What did you tell her?"
>Her tone seemed a little more flat
>Sudden stillness of her hooves
>Did you do something wrong?
"I told her you were really nice and you help me learn a lot."
>A tight squeeze
>"Your mom sounds like a really nice pony."
"She is. But..."
>You lay there for a bit
>Gentle hooves once again stroking your back
>"But what, my little sweetie?"
"She says she's never met you and..."
>You squeeze your eyes
>Bracing yourself for a reaction
"...she wants you to come over. To thank you."
>Her movement stops
>Your hands clutch against fur
>A beat passes
>What if she says no?
>And then
>She starts giggling
>Laughing
>"Your mom -is- a really nice pony. I'd love to come over."
>Your eyes open up, wide
>Looking up at her
"Really?"
>"Of course, were you afraid I would say no?"
>Yeah
"A little bit."
>"You never have to be afraid of asking me anything. Nothing will hurt what we have, Anon."
>She brings your head up
>Leaning towards her
>And she leans in again
>This time, lips meet lips

>More sweetness
>More warmth
>She pulls back
>Smiling
>"Nothing, okay? You'll always be safe with me."
>You lick your lips
>Eyes focused on hers
>And nod
"T-thank you."
>Her cheek moves down
>Rubs against you again
>"Did she say when I should come over?"
"Nuh uh. She just wanted to invite you whenever."
>"And when do you think I should come over?"
>It feels a little weird
>Bringing Miss Twilight home
>You like it when it's just you two
>Alone
>Sharing this room
>Or anywhere alone
>"We can study in your room if you want to."
>You hadn't thought of that
>That's a good idea
>A really good idea
>If she could even stay forever
>But
"W-would we be able to, uhm, s-study?"
>Her hoof moves down
>Towards your backside
>Patting gently
>"My, already thinking ahead, aren't you?"
>You nod, leaning down against her
>Thinking of your room
>You have a bed
>A desk
>A bed
>Lamps, a chair
>A bed
>"How about this? We can tell your parents that we need privacy to help you learn."
>That works for you
>You have learned a lot so far
>All because of Miss Twilight and the private times between you
>"And then I can walk you to your room..."
>She leans in
>Muzzle next to your ear
>Whispering
>Breath softly tickling
>"And you can show me around your room."
>You imagine it in your head
>Closing your eyes
>Her tail swaying
>Wrapped around a hand
>Pulling you forward
>Into your own room
>You'd show her your bed
>And your posters and walls
>"And you can even show me how big your bed is."
>It is a little big
>Maybe it'd fit the two of you
>"Nice boys like you get big beds, don't you?"
"Mhm."
>"We could study on the bed, just the two of us."
>Her body would be leaning against yours
>As she is now
>Her face kissing yours
>Lips meeting lips
>Homework right underneath you
>Taking breaks from studying
>"Would you like that?"
"Yes please."
>Somehow, you feel her smiling
>Not just her skin moving
>But the warmth from her
>Mingling with yours
>You both lay there
>Snuggling once more

>Time passes with you enveloped in her warmth
>Until she reaches at you with her muzzle
>Nuzzling it against your head
>Prodding at you
>Propping your head up
>"School is about to start, Anon."
"Just a few more minutes..."
>"My little scholar wouldn't want to be late to his first class, would he?"
>A class about science
>You thought it was going to be cool because it was about stars
>But you've been looking at bars of color
>And then labelling things
>Boring
>All the graphs are boring
>"If you get up, I'll give you a surprise."
"Huh?"
>A silent smile
>Well
>You're curious
>You press into her one last time
>Smelling her sweet scent
>And pull up
>Slowly
>Hands pushing down on her
>Her hooves grip your sides
>Helping you up
>You move to a sitting position
>Looking down on her
>Resting on her stomach
>"All the way up."
>Nod
>And you step up
>Standing next to her
>It's really cold
>The air's nothing like her fur
>Or warmth
>Or smells
>It's empty
>Stale
>Sterile
>She rolls to her stomach
>Getting up
>Straightening herself
>Her clothes
>She even buttons up her shirt
>Adjusting her skirt
>You stand there
>Waiting
>Staring at her
>She looks at you
>Concentrating
>"I don't want you getting distracted in your other classes, too."
>What did she mean?
>You feel her magic wrap around your pants
>Pulling them down
>Griping both pants and boxers underneath
>Revealing your shaft
>You lean forwards instinctually
"M-miss Twilight?"
>If class was going to start soon...
>Her magic wraps around you
>Gentle vibrations and tingling around it
>Stroking lightly
>It's been long enough
>And you feel your loins ignite
>Length hardening
>Erect
>She steps forwards
>Smiling
>Leans down
>A gentle peck against the tip
>Closes her eyes
>And
>Pulls your boxers back up
>Except
>You don't feel your boxers against you
>No
>It's warm
>Wet
>Like
>You stare at her
>Eyes wide
>She grins
>Wiggles her flank
>And pulls your pants back up
>Her hooves moving to zip and buckle it for you
"W-what did you do?"

>She stands up straight
>Grinning at you
>"It's a spell I worked on during the weekend."
>She takes a few steps forwards
>And you feel it
>You feel the wet, warmth slide against you
>Squeeze you, and then release
>And then repeat
>"It's my gift to you, to help you in your other classes."
>You're about to question further
>But then the bell rings
>Signalling the start of class
>You're not able to get a real response
>She nods towards the door
>A faint blush on her purple cheeks
>As you turn to face the door, it starts settling in
>You're erect, but nothing is poking out
>It feels a little weird
>But really relaxing
>It didn't feel comfortable having fabric push against you
>And a large tent poking out
>The area is flat there now
>No evidence at all
>And
>Best of all
>Miss Twilight is with you
>For now until the end of whatever she did
>You take a step forwards
>Feeling yourself sway a little against her walls
>Her muscles contract, tilting your shaft a little
>A brief thought passes through your mind
>Of how it would smell, or taste
>Maybe you can check it out later
>In the bathroom where no one's watching
>Every step brings tickling sensations against your shaft
>The door in front of you opens
>The first wave of students
>Passing in
>Passing by you
>As you make your way
>Completely unaware of what's happening or going on with you
>You brush past them
>Lips quivering with sensations
>Some of the incoming students recognize you
>Exchange a few waves and greetings
>You try your best to replicate
>And you're soon past them
>Outside, stepping aside the bottleneck
>The large campus stretches around you
>Canterlot castle in the distance
>Other tall buildings on the horizon
>Your target class wasn't too far
>Just across the courtyard
>You really don't want to go
>But
>With Miss Twilight next to you, helping you
>Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all?
>With each step, you feel the wetness
>A mix of her fluids and yours
>Wrapping around you
>It's wonderful