Grammar aside, Jacob was brilliant.

That’s how he ended up with his engineering scholarship. He was a smart young man, but sometimes the simple nuances of drink, drank, drunk were beyond him. That’s why I’d been helping him with his English papers since he’d started his sophomore year at the local university.

I’d been a teacher until I’d started my own business, but I still tutored on the side when I could. It was nice money and kept me busy. I had a lot of time on my hands, being a divorcée.

Jacob was my favorite student, and I was itching to get into his pants. I’d had my share of local boy toys since ditching my husband. Young men appreciating an experienced woman is no myth, I’d found out. But Jacob was special, and I wanted him.

He was shy, and I always caught him looking at me with a mix of admiration and longing. But he never acted on his obvious desires. His big blue eyes would follow the lines of my body, his cheeks would get flushed, and he’d rake a big hand through that black hair of his and make me crazy. My speculation was that Jacob — all six foot four inches of him — was a virgin.

As he came loping up onto my porch the other day, I was studying him through the peephole. I watched him fix his hair, pop a mint into his mouth and steel himself. He was nervous. It was always charming to see him flustered.

He rang the bell, and I made him wait a beat as if I hadn’t been standing right there. I wore a pair of jeans and a white blouse that was sheer enough to give a hint of rosy nipple without being fully see-through. I wanted him to be a bit flustered and a lot excited, not gobsmacked.

He looked startled when I opened the door, like he always did. I almost laughed but managed to stifle myself.

“Come in, Jacob. Still a little chilly out there,” I said. “The warm weather isn’t quite here yet.”

Which was true. It was also why my nipples were standing at attention. A fact that wasn’t lost on Jacob. His cheeks went the shade of a lobster, and I took his wrist to tug him into the house. Then I shut the door.

“I liked your paper on The Odyssey,” I said.

“You did?”

I leaned in and softly kissed the tip of his wind-chilled nose. He made a strangled sound, and I smiled warmly.

“I did.” I touched his arm. “Was that okay?” I asked.

“What?”

“Me kissing you.”

He nodded vigorously while exhaling the word “yes.”

“Good.” I kissed him again. Gently. On the mouth. A kiss so tender it was almost as if it hadn’t happened.

He made that noise again, but then his mouth crushed down on mine and his hands came up to hold my arms. When his tongue poked past my lips, I parted them wider and let him in.

“I know you’ve kissed a girl before,” I said. “I can tell.”

I ran my fingertip up the growing bulge in his jeans. His cock was long and spectacularly stiff. I couldn’t wait to wrap my lips around it.

He cupped the back of my head and went back in for more. His mouth became bolder, and he pulled me to him so I could feel the hard line of his dick nudge the cleft of my pussy. I grabbed his ass and squeezed. It was as hard as hell, Jacob is on the university’s track team.

He smiled and ran his thumbs in circles over the puckered halos of my nipples.

He groaned, and I laughed.

“Are you a virgin?” I whispered in his ear before nipping the lobe with my teeth.

He went still, but then looked me dead in the eye and said, “Yeah.”

“Do you want to stay a virgin?”

“No.”

“Good.” I kissed him and worked his button and zipper. I wanted to feel the soft steel of his erection in my hand. I pushed my fingers into his boxer briefs and stroked him. He made another desperate sound, and I said, “Take off my top.”

He pulled my shirt over my head and stared at my bare tits. They were small and still pretty great, I thought.

He smiled and ran his thumbs in circles over the puckered halos of my nipples. I cooed in his ear, and then I whispered, “Pinch them.”

He did. Softly at first, but when I rocked my hips toward him to show him it felt good, he pinched them harder, then harder still. I sighed, feeling the sensation shoot from my tits to my pussy.

“Now lick them,” I said, tickling my fingers over his cock.

He moaned softly, and the hairs on the back of my neck tingled.

He bent to lap at my breast, swirling his tongue over the right nipple until it glistened, then he moved to the left one, outlining it with the tip of his tongue. I didn’t even have to say a word; he moved on to sucking them without any orders from me. He drew on them gently, but when my hand slid all the way into his briefs and gripped his shaft tightly, he sucked harder.

“Yes, like that. God that’s good, Jacob,” I said.

He grabbed my waist and held on to me as he raked his teeth across my nipples and down the side swells of my tits. He delivered little love bites that had my pussy soaked.

I let go of him and unbuttoned my pants. He took over, yanking them down so eagerly I let out a little cry, which was quickly followed by a delighted laugh.

I took his hand and brought it to my pussy. “Feel what you do to me.”

He cupped my crotch and held me for a moment before leaning in to kiss me again, biting my lower lip.

He slipped his fingers inside me, and I gasped. He pushed them deeper, and I tilted my hips to take them in further.

“Yeah. Like that. Good. More,” I muttered. My juices were flowing, and I could hear the wet sounds of his fingers plunging in and drawing out of me.

When I was desperate to have his cock in my cunt, I pushed him back on the sofa. He pulled his shoes and socks off, and then I took care of his pants. I put my mouth on his cock which was still covered by his boxer briefs, and I exhaled a hot breath onto his hard bulge. He made another crazy sound, and his fingers slipped into my hair, holding my head there as his hips jerked up.

When I hooked my fingers in his waistband and tugged down his briefs, he groaned, “Fuck yes.”

I smiled. Then I sucked the tip of his cock into my mouth. I drew on him softly until his body became restless, then I sucked down more of his shaft. He jerked up from beneath me and filled my throat with his cock.

“Sorry,” he gasped, pulling away.

“No, it’s fine,” I assured him. I went down again, filling my throat and feeling the muscles of his thighs tense beneath my hands.

“I don’t want to come. Not yet. Not like this,” he whispered.

“You do me, then,” I said, smiling up at him.

He nodded eagerly, and when I was splayed on the sofa, totally naked, he got on his knees between my thighs. He jammed his fingers inside my cunt, fixated on the sight of them as he worked them in and out of me and I grew wetter and wetter.

I felt his hot breath on my pussy, and the sensation only made me more desperate. I bumped my hips up, and he finally settled his sweet mouth on me. His tongue nudged me, briefly tasting me. Then he went at me with long, broad licks that sent me reeling.

I gripped his dark hair in my hands and held him steady while he ate me. He’d done at least this before, I could tell — and I was thrilled. His practice lovers had set him up well to please me.

My sweet boy wriggled his tongue into my slick hole, thrusting a few times, then went back to properly attending to my clitoris. He sucked that pulsing nub gently and pushed his fingers back inside me, moving them in and out rhythmically. I was close to losing my mind when he sucked my clit hard and then very softly nipped it with his teeth.

I came, clutching his hair so frantically I feared I’d yank it out. Instead, he moaned in encouragement.

I motioned him with my hands, “Come up here. I want you inside me.”

He blew out a big gust of air, and his hand went to his dick. He stroked it a few times before settling his body between my legs. The tip of his dick slid along my cunt opening, and I shuddered.

He sank into me slowly. Our eyes locked, and my arms looped around his strong neck. When he was nearly fully inside me, I slid my hips up and took him all the way home.

His eyes glazed over and then he simply shut his lids as he began to move.

Lovely Jacob was big and thick and as hard as a rock.

I matched his rhythm eagerly and clutched his perfect ass. He was everything I’d hoped, and his eagerness was thrilling. I was on the verge of coming again. I could feel my pussy growing tighter and tighter around him as he thrust into me. He slipped his hands beneath my ass and plunged into me deeper and harder.

“I don’t want to come too fast,” he whispered in my ear.

“Come when you come. We can always start again from the beginning.” I slipped my tongue along his earlobe and felt him shudder.

He made a frantic noise, which sent a tingle down my spine. I clenched my pussy around him and felt my climax fast approaching. My cunt felt swollen and ripe, and the friction of his forceful fucking was pushing me even closer to the edge.

“I’m going to come, Jacob,” I said in his ear. “I’m going to come around your dick because of you. Because you’re fucking me.”

When he was nearly fully inside me, I slid my hips up and took him all the way home.

He moaned, and I smiled, clenching around him again.

He slammed into me hard, banging my clit, and I climaxed, biting his earlobe as I did. “Yes,” I groaned. “Yes, fucking yes.”

He moaned again, and that was that. His body went rigid in my arms as he spilled inside me. I felt the rush of wetness as he continued pounding me in a slow rhythm.

“Like I was saying,” I said smiling. “I really liked your paper.”

“Was that my reward?” He grinned.

“No, but we can come up with a fun reward if you want.”

“I want,” he answered with bright, shining eyes.

He’ll always be my favorite student.