Our Little Secret

Sometimes college can be stressful for a multitude of reasons: the amount of studying, exams, student loans — the list goes on. But another thing that can make the experience stressful is having a teacher you have a rough time getting along with. Unfortunately, that was the case for Matthew.

He was looking into becoming a potential author, and he thought majoring in English would help him out in his career by learning new writing skills AND earning that degree; however, it was proving to be rather difficult. Miss Snowborne, his English professor, was a piece of work. She was brutally honest with students’ work and came across as the Gordon Ramsay of literature — minus the swearing, of course; there were times where Matthew had to bite on his own tongue in some moments where she had an attitude towards him. All of the work, as well as Miss Snowborne, was just a giant pile of stress. However, he was determined to get that degree, there was no way he going to back out now; he just had to suck it up and get the work done.

College does have its benefits, though. For example; many of the students on campus were on the dating scene OR hookup scene, meaning they’d be going on dating apps such as the one Matthew used — Growlr. Sometimes the people he came across on the app wouldn’t even be on campus, but rather just a couple miles away, so it wasn’t so hard to pay a visit.

On one Spring night, he was laying on his bed in the dorm, casually swiping left and right on each individual he came across. At some point, he landed on a girl who had a rather…spicy pic, to say the least. Upon first glance, he instantly swiped right and was surprised with a sudden notification.

*It’s a match!*

What? She’s already seen him, AND she swiped right on him? Out of instinct, he immediately clicked on the person’s profile to get a better look at the picture he saw briefly and was shocked to see such a beautiful woman; her name was Annie.

Annie was a 39-year-old from Fresno, California — the same place as him, just two miles away. Unfortunately in the profile pictures, she never showed her face, but her body surely made up for it. He would’ve been fooled into believing she was a lot younger than 39 if her age wasn’t stated on her profile: her slender frame, those thick hips and toned legs, not to mention the lovely pair of breasts that were hidden behind a black bra. Her body was almost completely white, except a bit of grey on the tips of her fingers and tail. It was hard to tell what species she was without her face in view, but judging from her tail, she appeared to be some type of cat — a very sexy cat, to be specific. Should he message her? No, he couldn’t — not yet — he didn’t want to come off as desperate and creepy. But yet again, another notification popped up on the top of his phone screen.

*New message: Annie*

A message from her already? It certainly threw him off, considering HE was expecting to be the one to message first. The wolf opened up the message from her to see what she had said…

Annie: Hey handsome~ how’s your day been?

Handsome? Well then. Matthew became flustered over the simple compliment, considering how pretty the woman was that said it. What should he say back? Should he act like a bad boy? No, of course not — he knew acting like someone he isn’t wouldn’t work out so well in the long run, but he was nervous. After regathering himself, he texted back as his true self.

Matthew: Hello there! It’s been okay thanks, nothing too special. Been pretty hot today, huh?

Annie: Yeah it has, but I wouldn’t say it was as hot as you 😘

The word she used to describe him caused his cheeks to redden; he wasn’t expecting her to do it again on her SECOND message to him, getting him all excited. After processing what was said, he soon continued to chat with her.

Matthew: Heh, well you’re quite the specimen yourself. Those pics of you are gorgeous 💙

Annie: Oh my, such a charmer~ wanna see more? I can take plenty that…let’s just say ‘wouldn’t be allowed’ on my profile 😏

Matthew: Oh yes please 💙

Only a few texts in and she’s already proved to be a wild one who’s not playing around. He wasn’t expecting to get exclusive pictures from her so soon, but he gladly accepted her offer. Who would say no to that? A few moments later, a single picture was sent to him, and what he saw made his jaw drop. There on his screen laid her busty breasts on full display; no bra or bikini — just them in all their glory, her pink nipples with blue and silver piercings erect and pointing right at the camera.

Matthew: Oh wow 🤤

Annie: Like what you see?~

Matthew: Oh God yes 💙

Annie: I’m glad you do~ I can send more if you like, but on one condition…I need to see more of you~

More of HIM? Oh boy…he didn’t need to ask what she meant by that. Matthew’s profile picture was of him at Venice Beach, wearing nothing but swim shorts. It was obvious she wanted the full view of him; she sent a boob pic, so it was only fair that he sent something in return. The wolf quickly took off his boxers, positioned the phone camera up to a nice angle of his cock, which was already hard from all the flirting, and took the picture, sending it soon after. He didn’t even bother putting his underwear back on, considering what was going on in that moment.

Matthew: How’s this?

Annie: Mmm…you look like a tasty young man 💦💦💦

Matthew: Heh, why thank you 😅

Annie: Well, as promised…

Immediately after sending the last message, another picture was posted; this time it was Annie on her back with her legs spread apart, showing off her glistening vagina that was in between them. Matthew didn’t think he could get even harder than he already was.

Matthew: OMFG 😍💙

Annie: That’s what you did to me, you naughty boy…gonna have to punish you~ 💦💦💦

Matthew: When are you free? So you can do just that >.>

Annie: I should be free next week, I’m somewhat busy atm. But in the meantime, I can tease you all I want 😘

Matthew: Heh, sounds good to me 🤤💦

For the next week, Matthew and Annie teased each other over the text, thought it was more Annie teasing him, and exchanged more naughty pictures; she even got him to jerk off and send a video to her of him shooting a fat load on his abs.

However on the next Thursday night, things got a lot more…interesting…

Annie: Hey hot stuff~ I’m free tomorrow, if you’re still good with getting that ‘punishment’ 😏

Matthew: Oh yeah? Well I’d be happy to let you discipline me 💙

Annie: Good~ but before that happens, I need to tell you something first. Or well…show you

Matthew: Oh? What’s that?

What was it that she needed to show him? Was it another pussy pic? A video of her riding a dildo? All the potential things she could’ve sent him. However, it was neither of those at all; instead it was a picture of her face, but a face he recognised. In fact, he saw that face every Monday-Friday. That feline facial structure, those grey-tipped ears, those light-blue eyes and rectangular glasses…

Matthew: …Miss Snowborne?

Annie: Hello Matthew

He couldn’t believe what was happened. He swore that his heart stopped for a moment and was unable to think clearly. Miss Snowborne, the English professor who got on his nerves, was Annie all along.

Matthew: Is this some kind of joke?

Annie: Nono, absolutely not! I know you must be feeling a bit overwhelmed right now, but I just wanted to come clean to you. Look, clearly you liked what you saw, and me? Well I find you hot…VERY hot. I wanted to tell you sooner, but I thought that would’ve scared you away, so I waited. I just want you to know that I like you, and I’d LOVE to do something with you 😅

He was still in shock. The further he read on, the more nervous he became.

Matthew: I…I dunno what to say…

Annie: Look, I meant every word that I’ve said over the past week. All of it. So I have an offer for you…why don’t you stay after class tomorrow? If you walk out, I understand; we can move on and pretend this never happened. But if you STAY…we’re gonna have some fun~

Matthew: I dunno. This…this is a lot

Annie: Well have a think about it, there’ll be no judging you if you decide not to…I’ll see you in class tomorrow

And just like that, their conversation ended. He put the phone down and look up at the ceiling, reflecting on what had just occurred. The woman he’d been talking to turned out to be his English teacher, but not only that; she was being serious about her desires.

'What the hell am I gonna do?' he asked himself. He couldn’t just simply walk away and forget everything; after all, he did very much enjoy interacting with her over the phone for the past week…

The next day, the wolf attended class as normal and continued with his work, sometimes taking a glimpse at Miss Snowborne at the front desk. She was wearing a pink, buttoned-up shirt with a black skirt and dark tights, her legs looking pretty…revealing; perhaps she dressed up for the occasion to look appealing to him, and it was certainly working. She’d often look over at his direction while he was staring, causing him to swiftly point his face down at his paper below. He wasn’t sure if she was checking the students were doing their work and not mucking about, or if she was gazing at him.

Ever since he woke up that morning, he’s been contemplating in his head whether he should stay behind or just leave; his mind frequently switched between the options, unable to come to a conclusion and think of what he wanted. As much as she found Annie’s body in the photos incredibly attractive, he felt it might be awkward having sex with his teacher, let alone one he didn’t exactly have a good relationship with. However, time was running out; class ended exactly at 4pm, so he knew he was done for the week when the clock’s bell tolled. Any moment now…

Stay? Or leave?

“…Fuck it.”

*Dong!*

Once the bell began echoing across the campus, Miss Snowborne looked at her watch to check the time was correct and then looked at the students in front of her.

“Alright, class — that’s it for today. We’ll continue learning about texting in story writing on Monday.”

Everybody got up from their seats and collected their belongings before heading out the door so they can go about their day, Miss Snowborne wishing them a nice weekend as they left the room; it didn’t take long for the classroom to empty out and for the students’ chatter to fade away. After a moment of silence, while she was tidying up some papers that were placed on the bottom of board, she turned around and her face lit up when she noticed Matthew standing by her front desk.

He was rather nervous about confronting her, still unaware if all the conversations he had with her were ACTUALLY her, or a sly prank from someone. Only one way to find out, and that was bringing it up somehow. Though it became very clear what the answer was when she gave him a seductive smile.

“Oh, so someone decided to stay after all~”

And it was confirmed — Miss Snowborne WAS Annie.

“So you ARE Annie.”

“Indeed I am,” she responded, “and I assume you still wanna do this?”

“Maybe…I-I’ve honestly been conflicted about this ever since last night.”

“And I don’t blame you, dearie,” said the teacher as she closed the classroom door and pulled the blind down over the window, putting her back against it. “I really did enjoy the interactions we had, though…It’d certainly be hard not thinking about you when you’re in my classroom five days a week, especially knowing about how much you’re packing down there~”

The young wolf scratched the back of his mane nervously as she slowly made her way towards him, unsure of what to do.

“I know…it’s just, I wouldn’t wanna get in trouble, either,” he expressed to his teacher, the idea seemingly growing on him now, and she knew it.

“Don’t be shy, handsome, it’s okay,” the feline reassured, her grey fingers slowly gliding up his chest to tease him, her lips just inches away from his, “It’ll be our little secret~”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah…”

Shortly after that, the pair’s lips softly pressed together, a lustful hum coming from Miss Snowborne. A nervous shudder came from the young wolf, so she wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders for reassurance, and to keep him close; however, she did get a little feisty for a moment as she pushed against the wall, knocking over her chair in the process. He felt her tongue enter his maw and he openly allowed it to swirl around his, the two organs dancing together as he wrapped his arms around her slim waist. He was starting to really like the idea of doing this with her, but as much as he was enjoying the kiss, she sadly broke it for a moment and walked back to the door.

“Apologies, dear — I need to make the sure the door’s locked before we continue,” she explained as click could be heard from the door itself, quickly coming back and wrapping her hands on his chest once more.

“So, now that we’re alone and nobody can see us…let’s have some fun~”

She pulled his head back to hers and forced another kiss on his lips for a second time, her hands exploring his torso briefly before heading straight down to his nether regions; he felt her hand grasp around the growing bulge in his jeans, squeezing lightly to let out a muffled moan from the young wolf. She then proceeded to tug the waistband of his jeans down as well as the boxers underneath, allowing his engorging cock to flop out. In response, Matthew began unbuttoning the teacher’s shirt, pulling it off her to reveal a red bra covering her melons, which he soon unbuttoned, too, all while they’re still locked in the kiss. He watched as Miss Snowborne tossed the bra over the front desk before she pulled his pants further down until they eventually fell to his ankles, which he then kicked to the side. He heard a sudden ‘zip’ coming from behind the white feline, but he quickly figured out it was the skirt she was wearing, which was now getting removed from around her hips. It was then that she broke the kiss once again and stepped back, her eyes scanning the wolf’s muscular legs and rock-hard schlong that were once hiding under those skinny jeans.

“My, my — you look even without your clothes better in person! Now you just gotta lose the tank top~”

“Y-yes, ma’am,” he obliged, quickly pulling off the piece of clothing he had on and tossing it next to his pants.

When he turned back to the teacher, he was shocked to see her bending forward with her ass sticking out, teasingly pulling the matching red panties down from between her cheeks. They soon fell to the floor, leaving her in just a pair of tights. She turned around and faced the young wolf, eyeing at his torso now as she licked her lips hungrily. When Matthew found out the true identity of Annie, he couldn’t picture Miss Snowborne’s face on that sexy, slim frame of hers; but now that he’d seen it in person, his attraction to the teacher grew exponentially. Now he could no longer see anybody else’s face to match that body.

“Wow,” was all he could say to her.

“God, you’re looking real tasty right now…I can’t wait any longer. C’mere, handsome — I’ve got something neat we can do~”

He stepped forward in front of her and she turned around once again, lifting her right leg up slowly with her knee bent.

“I want you to hold my leg as it goes over your shoulder,” the feline ordered.

“M-my…shoulder?”

“Yes. Go ahead, hold on~”

He then cupped a hand under her thigh as her knee relaxed a little, allowing him to get a good grip.

“Like this?”

“Precisely — now lemme just…plop myself on there…” she proceeded to straighten her leg carefully upwards, her calf resting as soon as it got over Matthew’s shoulder. “That’s it — very good~”

The wolf was in complete disbelief. He’d never seen anyone be THAT flexible before in his life, and his English teacher — especially someone around her age — was the last person he expected to be capable of doing that; he didn’t think that was even possible!

“Wh— how are you even this flexible?”

“Yoga does wonders to the body, dearie~” she gave a seductive wink to the young wolf.

Shortly after, she lowered her left hand down between her legs, grabbing Matthew’s cock and teasingly rubbed his tip against her warm, soaking pink slit, which certainly got a reaction out of him.

“C’mon, baby — give it to me…” she seductively whispered, soon lowering herself the second she lined him up to her entrance. He let out a soft moan as he felt the hot vaginal walls welcomed him inside, wrapping around his flesh cravingly.

“Holy shit…” the wolf said, moaning again afterwards as his shaft sunk deeper into her.

“Ohh, fuck yeah…does that feel good, hot stuff?~”

“Y-yeah…”

“Good~”

Once his shaft fully sank in, she stood still for a moment to let him take in the pleasurable sensations, but it wasn’t long until he started moving himself.

“Mmph, that’s it, stud — fuck me~”

His hips bucked against hers gently at first, the thickness of his cock sending her waves of pleasure throughout her entire body. She rested her right arm on his other shoulder and closed her eyes as he thrusted slowly into her pussy, the wolf also closing his as the slick sound of their organs rubbing against each other echoed throughout the classroom, along with their moans.

It didn't take long for the wolf to pick up his pace, the once-slick sounds now being replaced by the slapping of their hips as they clashed together repeatedly. Miss Snowborne was now joining in on the movement, forcing herself onto his groin to maximise the pleasure for both of them, AND increase the speed. Suddenly, during their intense session, he felt her hand grab onto his chin which caused his eyes to open up.

"Kiss me, handsome~" the teacher ordered, the wolf happily obliging as their lips pressed together once again.

Despite their moans being muffled, they still echoed across the room; thankfully no one would be able to walk in on them due to the door being locked, but they had to keep their voices down in order to not get noticed. Their tongues were doing the tango in each other's mouths while their genitals down below were smacking against once another over, and over again — it felt surreal to him; so surreal, that the combination of both their actions was increasing his stimulation significantly. He soon felt a familiar tingling down in the base of his rod, warning of him of what was creeping up on him FAST. He broke away from the kiss to warn her.

"Miss Snowborne, I'm gonna—"

"Do it, sexy — gimme a hot load~"

Cum inside her? He was unsure about the idea, that she might get pregnant from such a ballsy move.

"But..."

"Don't worry~ it's safe..."

Trusting her, he continued to thrust into her at the same pace, not letting up as she pulled him back into the kiss. He was surely feeling it now — the buildup of his climax now beginning to unleash as he felt it flow throughout his body. His breathing was much heavier and his muffled moans were getting louder, all his muscles were tightening up simultaneously as the tingling intensified, and with one final thrust, all his pent-up urges were eased in the matter of seconds. The teacher let out a lustful, satisfied moan as she felt his seed flood her pussy, pulling him even deeper into the kiss as his balls flushed out all the cum stored in them; some of the fluid even began to leak out onto his white, fuzzy orbs and drip onto the floor below. His grip soon relaxed around her thigh and she broke away from their intense kiss, both of them panting heavily with him still balls-deep inside her. Matthew looked down at their naughty bits both and saw what little parts of his shaft that were exposed, were now covered in his own semen.

"Well — that was some FINE work, Mr. Woodward~" she complimented her student.

"Th...thank you," he responded, still trying to catch his breath.

In that silent moment shared between them, he reflected on his concerns from the night before, and even moments before their encounter; as much as was worried about what consequential things could've happened, now knowing they didn't, he now felt it was worth the risk. Miss Snowborne promised to keep their little fling a secret, and it seemed that she was going to keep her word. However, he did have one question lingering on his mind.

"So...is it safe to say I can have your number?"

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SPICY art by KHODU!

Annie Snowborne belongs to my wonderful friend from FA, WolfRacer559!