Title:           KidAnonXTeacher Twilight, Pt 2
Author:          auag
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First Edit:      Friday 29th of January 2016 02:12:13 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Wednesday 17th of February 2016 07:26:55 AM CDT

>Her purple form sways side to side
>Mesmerizing you as she walks towards your desk
>Soft thuds against the ground
>Silence
>The students stare at you
>She smiles
>Hoof on your chair
>Scooting you back
>Getting in front of the desk
>Leaning down
>Muzzle between your legs
>She isn't even touching
>And still it sends shocks of pleasure through you
>Your breath gets shorter
>She leans forward
>Soft muzzle prods against your pants
>Her lips widen
>Teeth portrudes
>The room gasps when she bites your pants
>And starts pulling down
>Her tail swaying
>Hooves move up to either side of your leg
>Your pants slide down
>Past your knees
>She brings a cheek against your inner thigh
>Smiling at you
>Half lidded eyes
>"Oh, Anon~"
"Y-yes, Miss Twilight?"
>Wordless
>She leans in
>Muzzle digging in your boxers
>And your body arches when her muzzle finds the prize
>Soft, warm fur
>A loooong exhale
>Sends you shivering
"Oh, Miss Twilight~"
>She takes the tip in her mouth
>Pulling it out
>Bobbing her head back
>Licking her lips
>"Anon..."
"Y-yeah?"
>"Anon..."
>Huh?
>"Anon!"
 
>Jolt
>Laughter
>Your teacher stands above you
>A stern look on her face
>Slight flush on her cheeks
>Your head feels cold wood
>Some wetness near your lips
>Oh
>You glance around
>All the eyes are on you
>You cough
>Clear your throat
>Sit up straight
>Your face feels really hot
"Sorry, Miss Twilight, I-I just-"
>She shakes her head
>"It's alright."
>Her words are a lot colder
>What happened?
>She turns around
>Walks back to her desk
>A brisk walk
>Not like the really nice one from yesterday
>Her sway was minimal
>Laughter
>You look around
>She turns around
>"Please keep your eyes on the board, Anon."
>Oh
>It wasn't that obvious
>Was it?
>You had friends who did it
>Made a game of it
>Not getting caught
>Your hands rub your eyes
>She clears her throat again
>Magically held stick taps the board
>"Let's continue on. As I was saying, Starswirl's 1800th theorem has many practical applications..."
 
>It wasn't your fault
>What she did yesterday kept you up all night
>You kept touching yourself
>Imagining her there
>Thinking of her
>Remembering what she did
>And her touch
>And scent
>And everything
>It's not your fault
>Your head leans forward
>Resting it on your folded arms
>Your teacher drones on
>Something about surface integrals
>It still goes over your head
>You had thought yesterday you were going to study
>Harder than ever before
>But
>No matter what you did
>What section you read
>You still didn't get it
>And your thoughts kept wandering back
>Did she do it with every student here?
>Eyes wander towards a colt to your right
>A light blue fur
>Whitish mane
>And you wonder
>Did she ever do it with him?
>What if you aren't special?
>Why would you be?
>You aren't the smartest student
>No magic
>Bad grasp of math
>Science
>Why would you think you-
>"Anon."
>You glance towards your teacher
>"Is something about your classmate distracting you?"
>He turns back
>Giving you a a blank stare
>Blinks
>You shirk backwards
>Feeling red hot again
"N-no."
>She sighs and continues on
>Drawing 3D blobs with chalk
>Normally you're distracted in class
>But you always pretended to pay attention
>It's hard to right now
>You keep wondering
>Thinking of her
>She can't leave your mind
>And you feel all weird thinking about her
>Good
>Strange
>All sorts of feelings
>And wondering if she's been with the other students
>Constantly
>"Are there any questions?"
>A hoof shoots up
>She nods
>And he asks her several questions you have no idea about
>What if this
>What if that
>Can't you use this
>Or that
>And the two talk
>Her body changes
>Swaying
>Smiling
>Maybe she likes the smart colts better
>The bell rings
>Break
>The student asking questions stays behind
>It's an orange unicorn, yellowish hair
>All the other ponies shuffle out
>As do you
>Before
>"Anon?"
>Maybe this is your chance
>Maybe she'll try to do it again
 
>"Thanks, Miss Twilight! I'll see you later!"
>He strolls out
>Ignoring you
>And you walk up to her
>"Anon, what were you thinking?"
>Thud
>Her magic slammed the door
>Clatter
>Shutters close
>This isn't like what was before
"I-I'm sorry I fell asleep, I-"
>"You were moaning my name!"
>Oh
>That explains a lot
>The stares
>Her sudden cold demeanor
"I-I-I-"
>"Anon, what happened yesterday cannot go out. Understood?"
>Nod
>It scares you a little
>Seeing her change a lot from yesterday
>But it must mean a lot to her that no one finds out
>"I thought you were going to try after yesterday."
>You open your mouth to protest
>"I'm disappointed in you, Anon."
>It's like her words just latched around your heart
>Tearing at it
>Pulling it
>Twisting
"Sorry."
>Her eyes are on you
>And you feel that lurching well up inside you
>Not sure what to do
>So you stand there
>Looking down
"I'm really sorry."
>Flat voice
>You don't really have the energy
>Her feet move forward
>You glance towards her
>Her face had softened
>Eyes looking a little worried
>A hoof on your shoulder
>She towers over you from this angle
>But
>It's comforting to see her big form
>"Why don't you tell me what's going on?"
>Pause
>Her hoof rubs against your shoulders
>What if she thinks it's weird
>Or-
>Her hoof brushes against your cheeks
>And you're reminded of how she was yesterday
>And before
>And always
>Just kind
>Patient
>You take a deep breath
"I can't stop thinking of you, Miss Twilight."
>Glance
>And she smiles
>Actually smiles
>It feels weird that it feels so good
>After feeling so down
>But it does
>That smile warms you up
>"I understand."
>You lean against her chest
>Her hoof moves behind you
>Pulling you in
>And you take a whiff of her scent
>Your imagination did it no justice
>It's sweet
>Warm
>Soft
>Could smells be soft?
>Hers definitely is
 
>Your hand rubs against her fur
>Moving around
>As best as you can
>Fingers not quite wrapping entirely around
>And the two of you hold for a long while
>Hearing her soft breathing
>Hoof stroking your hair
>Her muzzle rubs against the top of your head
>Whispering
>"Please be careful about it, Anon."
>You nod against her chest
>"If the other students know, they'll try to take you away."
>Other students?
>Does that mean
"Am I the only one?"
>Soft, gentle strokes on your hair
>And a soft "mhm"
>All the validation you need
>Your hands tighten
>The beating of her heart throbs against your skin
>Gentle, soft
>Like her fur and scent
>She pulls back
>Your hands try to hold her
>Her hoof on your shoulders
>Lightly pushing
>You don't want to resist her
>It doesn't feel right to
>And you let go
>"Promise me you won't fall asleep again, alright?"
>A small smile
>It gets you a little nervous
>You couldn't really control it
>You struggle for a good answer
>She senses your hesitation
>"You've never fallen asleep in my class before. What happened?"
>She was okay with your earlier answer
"W-well..."
>Her hoof moves up your neck
>To your cheeks
>Flashes of memories flood back
>Her hoof against your skin
>Her wonderful voice guiding you
>Her breath
>Scent
>And you feel the same longing as you did last night
>Her eyes glance down
>Eyebrows raised
"I was, uhm, up all night just thinking of what we...did..."
>Your voice trails off
>Her gaze shifts
>Between your eyes
>And your pants
>"You liked what we did that much?"
>Furious nodding
>"And you have trouble thinking of anything else?"
>Pause
>Nod
>She gives you a small smile
>"You can tell your teacher anything, alright?"
 
>Her words just relax you
>Sending a wave of relief throughout your body
>Her hoof rubs against your cheeks
>Soft circular motions
"Thank you, Miss Twilight."
>Your heart just feels warm
>And you bring your hands back up
>Hoping for another hug
>She gives a small giggle
>Moves her hoof down to your chest
>"Break is ending soon, Anon."
>Oh
>How long have you been here?
>"But I can't have you distracted during class."
>Her hoof trails down your chest
>Sending tingling sensations throughout your body
>All of it
>Moving towards your stomach
>Over it
>Brushing
>Top of your pants
>Licks her lips
>"So why don't you tell me what you were dreaming of?"
>Gulp
"Uhhhh...."
>Her hoof digs against the top of your pants
>Applying some force down
>But not enough to pull it down
>You still had the zipper and buttons
>"Anything, Anon."
>She was right
"I-I was, uhm, dreaming of you."
>"I thought so."
>Hoof to zipper
>Zip
>Unbutton
"But it was different."
>She pauses
>Looking at you
>While her hoof moves between your pants
>Rub
>You gasp
>Leaning forward
>Into her
>She brings a different hoof up
>Moves it around your neck
>Holding you in
>Bracing herself on you
>While her other hoof rubs gently against you
>When she speaks, vibrations run from her skin along yours
>"What was different?"
>It's hard to respond
>You can almost hear her heart this close
>Rub
>Gasp
>"Well?"
"Y-you were using your m-m-m-mouth."
>Her hoof had moved under your boxers
>And the sudden warmth engulfing you there left you yammering
>Her hoof is gentle
>Gripping it at the top
>Moving up
>Down
>Getting across the head of it
>Where it's most sensitive
>She knows exactly where it's most sensitive
>Her cheeks are pressed on your head
>Your gasps, moans, keep going
 
>"What was I doing with my mouth?"
"Y-you were-"
>She pulls back
>Hoof on your shoulders
>Her hoof on your shaft moves to the side
>Pulling your boxers, pants down
>They drop with a thud
>Sending a shiver of cold through you
>Quickly replaced by warm hooves on your thigh
>Rubbing
>"Was what?"
>Smile
>Leans down
>Head level with yours
>Stronger weight on shoulders
>But you don't mind
>Your eyes glance down
>She keeps looking at you
"Uhm, m-my, uhm-"
>Peck on the lips
>Hoof drops to the side
>Both of them
>She leans down
>Head in front of your crotch
>Exhales on it
>Sending it throbbing
>Suddenly you feel warmth
>Wet
>Pressure
>As her head leans forwards
>Suction
>Pulling
>Tingling of her horn
>Buzzing of her body from behind
>You arch your back
>Moving your hips forward
>Into her
>Her tongue laps against you
>Swirls around you
>All sorts of directions
>Her lips find the base
>Pressing against your skin
>Her tongue tickles against your underside
>Moving the tip of it flicking up
>And down
>And she goes back all around
>Swirling it
>It's too much
>Too sudden
>You lean forwards
>Hands outstretched
>Naturally getting on her head
>But you don't grip her
>Just lay them there
>Feeling her soft, warm fur
>Focusing on her tongue
>She pulls out
>Breathing heavily
>Adjusts her glasses
>Blushing
>Her hoof takes the place
>Spreading her saliva all over
>Rubbing against it fiercely
>Her motions are a blur
>"They're coming back soon. I know you can do it before."
>You don't focus on her words
>Just her hoof on you
>Gripping
>Gasping
>"Finish for me."
>Like last time
>Like last night
>You feel that sensation welling inside you
>She wants it
>Wills it
>You can't help but-
>She lets go
>There's a brief moment
>No hoof
>Cold air
>Chills
>Time almost slows
>Before she bobs down again
>Mouth on your member
>Closing
>Lapping
>Licking
>Her hooves are on the ground
>Her horn lights
>Massaging against your sack
>Rubbing it lightly
>Coaxing you
>Wanting you
>To cum
>And you do
 
>You feel it squirt out of you
>Warmth emptying out
>Sack squeezing
>Her hoof stroking them
>Rubbing them
>Liquid pours out again
>Like yesterday
>Like last night
>Full burst
>Strong
>You feel her moan into you
>Loudly
>Back arching
>Almost screaming, muffled into you
>You feel the liquid
>But this time it's stick
>Wet
>All around you
>She hasn't swallowed like last time
>No bulges on her throat
>You see her legs quiver
>Buckle
>And she finally relaxes
>Pulling out of you with a small pop
>Mouth closed
>Big blush
>Smiling
>Hoof rubbing against her lips
>Her horn's glow fades
>She opens her mouth
>And you see it
>White strands
>Tongue rolling about
>Folding it over
>Just for a brief moment
>She closes it
>Smiling still
>And gestures to your seat
>You nod
>Pulling your pants up
>Fast
>Wanting to bask
>But the students will come back soon
>She turns around
>Walks to her desk
>You notice a dark spot on her panties
>And as you regain your senses
>You notice the smell
>You linger
>Sniffing
>She clears her throat
>And you scramble back to your seat
>She takes hers
>Smiles at you
>Mouth opens a little more
>It's still in
>Closes
>Horn lights
>Chalk against board
>"Silent study. Problems 12.435, 12.437, 12.439, 12.444."
>She sometimes did that when she had a lot of papers
>There is a big stack on her desk
>How does she do it?
>Just like nothing's happened
>The bell rings
>And she takes a piece of paper
>And starts going over it as the students pour in
>Chattering loudly
>Talking about what fun they had
>Or jokes
>You hear a not-so-hushed voice
>"Anon must've gotten in big trouble."
>Agreeing voices
>You just take your book
>And open it to chapter 12
>Flipping through the problems
>Rap
>That makes you cringe a little
>Tap
>Chalk against board
>Not scraping, just tapping
>The students get silent
>Flipping pages
>You glance up
>Her cheeks move slightly
>Her eyes look mostly focused
>Glance down
>Problem 435
>Flow through a surface
>Oh
 
>None of it makes sense to you still
>But you're determined to try
>At some point you wonder why you were here
>The material is hard
>Math isn't your best subject
>Being the last class didn't really help
>At least there were breaks in between every class
>And sometimes in the middle of the longer ones
>Your teacher makes it all worth it though
>You even hear she's going to teach space stuff next semester
>That was going to be really fun
>Especially with her
>Time passes as you struggle
>And then
>A gulp
>From the teacher
>You look down at your paper
>Blank
>As usual
>She gets up
>Always facing the class
>Carefully walking over to the board
>"Does any one want to present the problems?"
>Several volunteers
>You weren't one
>She rattles off some names, and assigns them to problems
>And they walk up to the board and do it
>However
>One of those names was yours
>And you didn't have a single thing ready
>"Anon?"
>You slowly get out of your seat
>Walk up to the board
>Paper in hand
>The other students finish
>Turn to look at you
>You glance towards the class
>They're all looking at you
>Staring
>Your teacher sighs
>You turn back to her
>Her eyes are on your blank paper
>A stifled giggle from the class
>"Did you do it?"
>She walks up to you
>Magic straightens her glasses as she looks down
"N-no, I didn't know how."
>"I see."
>She turns towards the class
>A stern face of disappointment on her
>"Who else can do this? You, Silver, you're up."
>One of the colts stroll up
>She strolls towards the door
>"Anon? I want to have a chat."
>Door swings open
>"Come outside with me."
>You can't help but glance under her skirt while she walks
>Her tails hides the spot
>The nearby colt snickers
>"We can see you staring, doofus."
>You clear your throat
>Follow her
>Out of the warm classroom
>Into the cool open air
>Door closes
>And you're treated to a nice view of the campus
>And your teacher's stern look
 
>She tugs at your paper with her magic
>Pulling it out of your grip
>You loosen it as soon as you feel her
>And she floats it out of your hands
>Up in front of you
>Turning it
>Bringing it down
>Looking at you
>Staring
>Glaring almost
>You shuffle a little uneasily
>Feeling that disappointment again
>The same as earlier
>They're almost drilling holes into you, that stare
"I-I tried..."
>Eyebrow raises
>As does your paper
>She turns it over
>Looking at it
>One side
>The other side
>You get the point
"I really didn't know-"
>"Then why didn't you ask about it?"
"I was-"
>"Sleeping? Dreaming of me?"
>Blink
>Careful nod
>She sighs
>Handing you your blank paper
>"You can't keep getting distracted. If I'm not helping-"
"You are! Do!"
>Glaring eyes
"I went home and tried hard to study, I told you."
>"Then why is the paper blank?"
"Because we studied last week's things a-and-"
>"That's not an excuse, Anon, you should be catching up."
>It's not fair
>You were always behind
>Your friends just understood the material
>"Look, even if you don't understand it, you can still try."
>You look down at the white paper
>"How can I help you if I don't even know what's wrong?"
"Yeah..."
>"So please please try, Anon. I really want you to do well and I'm trying to help you."
"I know."
>"But you have to try yourself, okay?"
>Nod
>She looks you over
>Head turning
>Down
>Up
>"I want you to stay here for all your breaks."
"What?"
>Mixed feelings
>Somewhat positive
>But
>Something tells you you shouldn't
>You've friends to talk to
>To play with
>You don't interact with them much out of school
>Or at all
>Overprotective parents
>Wanting you to be safe
>School was your only social outlet
>But you also get to spend time with your teacher
>And
>Do more of those things
>"You heard me, Anon."
>You look at her
>Probably looking a mix of surprise
>Shock
>A little worry
>A small worry
>About losing friends
>"At least, until you catch up."
 
>Hopefully, maybe even longer than that
"Okay."
>She gives a small smile
>Breaking her stern look
>Your heart leaps a little
>It feels nice after her scolding
>Warm
>A little fuzzy
>That smile can always brighten your day
>You don't even care all that much about playtime with your friends anymore
>The thought of spending more time with your teacher overpowers that
>"You look a little too happy to be losing his breaks."
"W-well..."
>She turns towards the door
>Magic wraps around the doorknob
"Wait!"
>Stops
>Glance
"What about lu-"
>"Come during lunch break, too."
>So
>All day with your teacher
>No end
>Except for when you have other classes
>But those teachers are all mean
>None of them help you like Miss Twilight
>You return her answer with a smile
>She opens the door
>Classroom hushes
>You walk in
>Eyes stare at you
>You both walk to your seats
>There are solutions on the board
>You take out your notebook
>And copy them down on your paper
 
>The rest of the class passes by swiftly
>Your teacher presents
>The class copies
>Questions
>But all throughout you take notes
>Make comments on the sides
>And try really hard to see what you don't understand
>Because it's for her
>You even catch her smiling at you during the class
>Each one is a jolt
>Driving you onwards
>You even feel the eyes of the colt nearby stare at your paper
>Surprised at your sudden notetaking
>Whenever it starts to feel useless
>Whenever you realize it's beyond your understanding
>When the numbers, figures don't make too much sense
>Your teacher's smile flashes
>And you continue
>The bell rings
>The class gets up
>Shouts, cheers, chatter
>They fall in the distance
>Dispersing
>While you stay with your seat
>Looking at the scribble you just produced
>Most of it means nothing to you
>But you made some questions to ask her
>And it feels you with a little pride
 
>She leans forwards on her desk
>Adjusting her glasses
>Shirt crinkling a little agains tht desk
>The last of the students are gone
>You no longer hear them
>The door closes
>Locks
>And she smiles at you
>"I have to admit I'm a little surprised you listened to me."
>Glances at the papers
>Back at you
>"I'm proud of you."
>Warm feelings
>Heart pulses a little faster
>You can't help but beam at her
>It's rare that she says that
>It's the first time
>She's actually proud of you
>Her hoof waves you over
>And you get up from your seat
>Bumping against the desk in your haste
>Sending it scraping
>She laughs
>And you almost sprint to her
>A small bounce in your step
>"Why don't you bring your notes, too?"
>Oh right
>You'd almost forgotten
>You were already halfway there
>And quickly scramble back
>Hands scrambling
>Gathering the notebook
>Pencil
>Accidentally dropping the pencil
>Picking it up
>She giggles behind you
>The notebook is in your hand
>When you turn back towards her
>Her shirt's unbuttoned
>Spread
>Purple fur underneath rising with her breaths
>You step towards her
>Smiling
>Staring
>Imagining that fur against you
"D-do I get a reward for taking notes?"
>She tilts her head
>Eyes to the side
>Pondering it
>As you step up to her desk
>Breathing a little heavily
>Anticipating
>"It's a little too early to tell if your notes were good."
>Oh
>"But..."
>Jolt of energy
>Eyes move down
>Looking at you
>Down your body
>Tingling sensations
>She licks her lips
>"It might take some time to go over what you need..."
>The world gets higher
>Your feet tips
>Point downwards
>As you're lifted
>Her magical hold is warm
>Tickling over your skin
>Like a gentle massage
>She moves you slowly
>Up
>Over her desk
>To her side
>Dropping you down
>Legs dangling
>Her hold releases
>And the air suddenly feels very cold
>The desk very solid on your butt
 
>You feel tugging on your hand
>And you release
>Turning your head
>Your notes clack against the desk
>Turns
>Clack
>Straightening
>And she puts them before her
>Laid flat
>Edge parallel to the side of the desk
>Perfectly
>And looks at you
>Her glasses make her eyes look bigger
>Her hoof moves on your knee
>You shiver
>Her hoof isn't on anything but your knee
>But you feel the anticipation
>A tickling sensation between your legs
>Your shaft stirring a little
>Her other hoof moves to your other knee
>Putting weight
>Pressing your pants against the hard wood of her desk
>And she slowly moves your legs apart
>Amplifying that tingling anticipation
>"So we'll have to make sure you're not distracted for that part."
>Gulp
>Her half lidded eyes
>Lowing voice
>Small smile
>Sends your body shaking
>Her hooves move closer in
>Warm fur pressing against pants
>Against skin
>On your inner thigh
>Small circular motions
>Rubbing
>Looking up at you
>"How do you feel about doing this before we start so you're always focused?"
>You nod vigorously
>She moves one of her hooves in
>Pressing in between your legs
>Going lower
>Her other falls to the ground
>Thud
>A prodding at your back
>The tingling of her magic
>Scoots you closer to the edge
>Her hoof is under
>Rubbing against your sack
>Through your pants
>Pushing up
>Inwards
>Lightly squeezing
>You gasp
>Body shivering
>She smiles at you
>Her hoof glides up
>Rubbing against your confined shaft
>Moving to the zipper
>Ziiip
>Cold draft
>Sends you throbbing
>Unbuttons
>And your boxers are now visible
>Her hoof moves in again
>Prodding
>Warm, soft sensations
>You arch as she grips
>Pulling it out again
>She leans in
>Inhales
>Exhales
>And pulls back
>You glance at her
>She wasn't going to use her mouth?
>She scoots closer
>Hoof on the side
>Squeezing lightly at your shaft
>"It's not a reward, Anon, just something to help you concentrate more."
 
>She slides her hoof up
>Brushing against the sensitive head
>"After all, I wouldn't want you thinking of me all throughout our lesson. That wouldn't be very helpful."
>She turns her head towards the desk
>Towards your paper
>Picks the top page
>Down goes her hoof
>She pulls it up vertically
>Up goes her hoof
>You grunt out
>Creak
>Drawer pulls out
>Her hoof goes down and up
>Still squeezing
>She pulls out a pencil with magic
>Up
>Down
>Pencil moves onto your paper
>Up
>Traces across your notes
>Down
>Up
>Down
>Up
>Her strokes become rhythmic
>Her pencil scratching
>Tracing
>Moving across your work
>Her pace speeds up
>She squeezes
>Harder
>Her smile fades
>Flat line
>Blinks
>Several strokes
>You clench teeth
>Feel the familiar feeling
>Paper goes down
>Her squeezing gets tighter
>You feel close
>Almost
>Just
>She stops
>Hoof on your tip
>Moving to the top
>Squeezing
>Frowns
>Scribbles
>Your cock twitches
"M-miss-"
>"You wrote something wrong here."
>She turns towards you
>Picking up the paper
>You're shivering
>Wanting that feeling
>Wanting to shoot it out
>She looks down
>Her hoof moves aside
>And strokes at you
>Faster than before
>Shuffle
>Paper drops
>Her attention focuses
>You feel it
>Rising
>Boiling
>And you let the cap go
>Feeling your shaft throb against her
>She leans down when yo twitch
>Opens her mouth
>Brings it in
>But a little too later
>You shoot off a strand
>Gasping
>Feeling the amazing high
>Smelling that sweet scent
>The strand hits on her nose
>She leans in
>Mouth closing
>Head bobbing as you continue
>Spurt
>Spurt
>Gulp
>Pulls out
>The strand still on her nose
>She licks her lips
>Get ssome of it
>Smiling at you
>"Now you're able to devote all your attention to this, Anon."
>You just pant in response
>Leaning back
>Down
>Laying on the desk
>she rubs against you
>Before pulling her hooves back
 
>It feels so comfortable
>Just laying there
>Breathing
>"Anon?"
>Slower and slower
>The ceiling above is pretty
>A little too bright
>But still your eyelids droop
>They're suddenly a bit heavier
>The desk is hard against your back
>And the air is a little cold after her touch
>But the afterglow
>The idea of being with her
>Her warmth
>Even now
>As her hoof prods against your leg
>Makes you not mind too much
>You blink
>A little longer than usual
>She taps
>You close your eyes
>She nudges
>Just for a moment
>"Anon..?"
>Her voice just fades away
>Your breathing slows
>Something lifts you
>You hear slight swishing
>A click
>Darkness
>A slight hum
>Before you drift off
 
>"Anon?"
>Soft whispering
>Breaths against your skin
>It's not an abrupt wakeup
>Nothing like an alarm
>Or your parents
>But like whenever you slept in
>And just faded back into the world
>Rested
>Alert
>Your eyes blink open
>And a dull purple glow greets you
>She's smiling a little
>You regain your feelings
>Feel soft fabric around you
>Get up
>You were on her chair
>Wrapped in her jacket
>"Did you have a good nap?"
>You blink
>She just...let you sleep?
>Her horn's glow subsides
>She turns on the light
>It blinds for a moment
>Pure whiteness
>And as the world fades in
>You see your teacher
>Smiling in front of you
>Mane a little frazzled
>Shirt in disarray
>And she smells so sweet
>Like that first time just two days ago
>You nod
>Yawning
>She brings a hoof against you
>Rubbing against your face
>"I reviewed your notes while you were sleeping."
"How long was-"
>"Just 10 minutes."
>Not too bad
>It didn't feel like 10 minutes
>It felt like
>12 hours
>You stretch
>Your hands out of the warmth of her jacket
>Into the cool air
>Arching your back
>"We have a lot to go over. Since you slept, I hope you don't mind if we stay a little longer?"
>A thousand times no
>You shake your heads
>Trying for a thousand
>She just giggles
 
>She unfolds the jacket
>Letting you out
>You notice your pants are gone
>Any boxers with them
>You look down in surprise
>Scanning around
>"What are you looking for?"
>A few moments
>Not on her desk
>Under her desk
>Under her chair
"Where are my pants?"
>"You can put them on when we're done for today."
>She glances down
>Between your legs
>Smiling
>She's not wanting more is she?
>Not that you wouldn't want to
>But you don't feel like it
>So soon
>It feels like nothing's happening
>Just emptiness
>"You can sit on my chair while we go over this."
>Not like you mind
>And you get back on the chair
>It's one of those soft fuzzy ones
>That spin around
>And can bounce up and down a little
>Not like the solid plastic chairs the students have
>A force pushes you gently forwards
>Towards her desk
>Where your papers were
>In addition to some more
>Hers
>Full of her writing
>Notes
>Questions
>"I'm glad you took notes on what I talked about today."
>Her hoof moves over your shoulders
>You wrap her jacket around you
>It's a little cold without it
>Especially with no pants
>Getting snuggly
>She wraps her hoof around your neck
>On your shoulders
>Gently rubbing
>Her sweet scent is really strong here
>You can't but glance back
>She notices
>Flicks her head towards you
>Sees your eyes
>Gives a short laugh
>Flicks her tail
>You turn away
"I-it just smells, uhm, really good."
>She smiles at you
>That warm smile
>"We can't both be distracted now, can we? I had to take care of myself while you were asleep."
>That sends shivers through your body for some reason
>Her hoof rubs against you
>"Don't worry."
>Her head leans in
>"If you pass the quiz tomorrow, I'll show you how."
>Your heart jumps a little
>You're a lot more alert now
>She pulls up your paper
>Leans away
>Your head leans in towards her
>Wanting her scent
>Her breath against your skin
>She adjusts her glasses
>Too far
>You'd fall leaning that far
>And instead turn towards the paper in front
>The first page
 
>"I saw a couple things that I wanted to go over."
>Her voice shifts a little
>A little more concerned
>You glance up at her
>Fear creeping up
>But she squashes them away
>When she strokes your shoulder
>Turns towards you
>"Don't worry, that's what teachers are for. I'll be here to help as long as you want to learn."
>It's almost like nothing she says wouldn't make you feel warm
>Fuzzy
>Nice inside
"Thank you."
>She glances
>Head slightly turned
>Smiles
>It looks really nice from the side
>"Don't you worry, Anon, we'll make a scholar out of you yet."
>A pencil floats up
>Glowing in her magical grasp
>And she points to a few things
>"I think I might know the problem, Anon."
>Huh?
>"But I have to be sure."
>Now you're curious
>The problem?
>She flips your notes over
>You don't write on the back
>Because then you have to flip things over
>And it gets really annoying
>You never liked paper
>But how could you write things without paper?
>She scribbles something down
>A simple double integral
>A simple cosine inside
>cos(xy)
>Way simpler than the material you're learning
>It reminds you a little of last year
>Where the teacher was nowhere as nice
>"Do you think you can do this?"
>Her voice is soft
>Gentle
>Not at all disappointed
>Or stern
>You look at it
>She hands you the pencil
>You venture an arm out
>She scoots you in when you can't reach
>It's cold in the air
>The pencil scratches against the paper
>Sending little vibrations through your hand
>You didn't try to make a mark
>It just slid
>But the memories come flooding back
>Failing
>Not doing well
>Teachers yelling
>And
>Not understanding a single thing of it
>You stare at the simple equation
>Breathing a little faster
>"It's alright."
>She gently pulls the pencil out
>"It looks like your earlier teachers never helped you."
>You look at her
>A little confused
>"I don't know whose fault it is. But I'm going to catch you up, every day, until you're ready."
 
"Really?"
>She nods
>Holds you into her
>Drops the pencil
>"I'm going to try my best, Anon."
>And wraps both hooves around you
>Her cheek pressing against yours
>For a few moments
>Holding
>Warm fur
>Thick smell
>And she releases
>Leaving a cool spot on your skin
>Or at least
>It feels cooler now that her warmth isn't on it
>Something pops up in your mind
>As you look back at the paper
"S-since you say I'm behind..."
>She glances at you
>Raises an eyebrow
>You pause
>Not sure if you want to continue
>And she gives you a smile
>"Go ahead, Anon."
>Soft voice
>She always manages to be so gentle and nice
>It gives you a little confidence
"Will I have to take the quiz tomorrow?"
>She smiles
>Ponders it a while
>"Well..."
>You lean forwards
>Her hoof on your shoulders holds you back
>Just a little bit
>"I can't in good conscience let a student not take a quiz."
>Oh
>"Quizzes are important, and they help you learn the material."
>But she-
>"However."
>You perk up
>"I will let you do a different quiz."
>You look at her
>A little confused
>"It'll be easier, and based on what we learn today."
>Your heart leaps a little
>Wow, she was really nice
>"Only if you try, though."
"I will, Miss Twilight!"
>She giggles
>Your voice did seem a little loud suddenly
>And she brings a hoof up against your cheeks
>Brushing it
>Lingering there
>Just looking into you
>Your eyes
>Staring through her glasses
>You're not sure why
>But you don't mind
>It feels...fuzzy
>Fluttery inside you
>She moves her hoof down
>And turns towards the paper in front of you
"So what are we going to learn?"
>"We're going to go backwards until I find you can do a problem."
>That might take a while
"Can't you just go from the beginning?"
>She glances back at you
>Eyes slightly wide
>"What?"
>She looks shocked
>It's surprising to you
>And for the first time you see your teacher a little frazzled
>Sure, her mane was in disarray
>And her shirt
>And...panties on the floor
>But she always had composure in class
 
>You shirk back a little at her words
>Just a little
"What if I don't-"
>"Anon, the Canterlot education system has been around for millennia. I understand a few teachers, but all of them?"
>Pause
>Nod
>She looks at you
>And her surprised expression fades a little
>"You're not doing it for an easy quiz, are you?"
>Shake
"N-no."
>She keeps her gaze on you
>Tilting her head down just a little
>Glasses falling on her nose
>"Are you sure?"
>Nod
>"Why don't we just try to see what you need to know, first?"
>Slow nod
>It's not really that scary
>Even if she realizes you don't know anything
>She'll always be the kind Miss Twilight you know
>You put on a smile
>Just to put her at ease
>She smiles back
>"Alright, Anon. If you don't know this double integral, do you know the single one?"
>She rubs out the dy
>The first integral
>The y
>Leaving a simple integral of cos(x)
>Which you don't really know about either
>You briefly remember something
>About maybe triangles
>Or circles
>But nothing beyond that
>Maybe something about a parallelogram
>You shake your head
>And she sighs
>Scrubs out the integral sign
>"Do you know what this is?"
"What's x?"
>She rubs it out
>Replaces it with 90
>You briefly remember this from two years ago
>There's something about circles
>About drawing a line and moving it around
>"Anon?"
"Yeah?"
>You look at her
>She looks a little concerned
>"Do you really not..."
>She glances down at the paper
>Even if she's nice about it
>You can't help but feel a little shame
"I'm s-sorry."
>She brings a hoof on your shoulder
>Gently letting it rest there
>Feeling warm
>"I-It's alright, I'm just surprised. How did you ever manage to do all the homeworks?"
>Uhhhh
>Maybe you'd completely break her trust if you told her
>Or maybe she'd understand?
"T-they're all in the book."
>Hopefully passable?
>She raises an eyebrow
>"No, Anon, most of them are not. I made them myself."
 
"U-uhm, t-they're..."
>Your voice trails off as she looks at you
>Eyes not quite glaring
>But the disappointment is there
>She must've realized by now
>Her hoof gets off of you
>Leaving a very cold spot behind
>"Anon..."
>The voice sounds soft
>Still firm
>"I can't help you if you lie to me."
>You avert her gaze
>Looking to the side
>At the desk
>At the wall
>Anything but her
>Trying to think
>Both of her hooves landing on your shoulders stills you
>And you look back at her
>Softer eyes
>A worried expression
>"Please."
>You close your eyes
>Take a little deep breath
"I-I had some help."
>You squint
>Waiting
>A shout
>A reprimand
>Maybe even a hit
>But nothing
>You peek open an eye
>And she's in front of you
>On eye level, closer, weight on your shoulders pushing down
>"Did you copy the homeworks?"
"Y-yes."
>Your heart wrenches
>Lurches
>Scared, worrying about this
>Would she leave you now?
>She just holds still
>Looking at your eyes
>While you look back into hers
>She breaks it first
>Closing her eyes
>Giving a long exhale
>"Anon, I'm disappointed."
>Your heart sinks a little
>And you just want to curl up
>Hide away for a bit
>You can't believe you admitted to that
>"But."
>Huh?
>"I'm glad you told me the truth."
>A small smile
>A little sad
>Bittersweet
>But it's still there
>"From now on, I want you to be entirely truthful, okay?"
>You nod
>Slowly
"I promise I will."
>Even if a big part of you feels shame
>There's a small part that feels a little safer
>You just told her that you cheated
>And she's...
>There still
>In front of you
>You look into her eyes
>Lean into her
>Arms out
>Wrapping around her neck
"I'm sorry, Miss Twilight."
>She's silent for a moment
>Before bringing her hoof up against you
>Brushing your back
>"I understand, Anon. I know that it's hard to admit that you don't understand something."
>She grips you a little tight
>"But you have to never cheat again, alright?"
 
>You nuzzle against her fur for a little
"I promise, Miss Twilight."
>And you try to reciprocate her squeeze
>It feels weird
>Like opening up
>Letting her in
>You somehow feel a little closer
>Telling her something that any teacher wouldn't have liked to hear
>Her hoof brushes against your back
>Rubbing it
>Moving around your shoulders
>"I forgive you, anon."
>And she breaks the hug
>Pulling back as your hands try to find purchase
>Sadly, to no avail
>She's in front of you
>Glancing back at the paper
>And then at the closed windows
>"Let's get back to it. It's getting late, and your parents might want you back soon."
>She smiles
>You nod
>Even though you'd rather spend your nights with her
>You wonder what it'd be like
>Going home with her
>Staying over with her
>Smelling her when you wake
>You sniff at the air
>Taking in her scent again
>She raises her eyebrow
>"Let's focus here."
>She swishes her tail behind her
>Oh
>Somehow you're looking back again
>You focus on the paper before you
>She scribbles a little circle on it
>"Do you know the relationship between this circle and the trigonometric functions?"
>She draws a line
>A number
>45
>And numbers underneath
"N-no."
>She blinks
>"Imagine a triangle, Anon."
>Scribble
>"Do you see this point between the origin and the edge of the circle?"
>The origin is the center of the graph
>You know that much at least
>She leans a little closer into you as she continues on
>Her magic taking care of the pencil
>The air gets slightly warmer
"Yeah?"
>"It's always 1. And because we hold it constant, we can solve for the other sides given the angle. Do you remember how?"
>Her smell gets a little stronger
>You shake your head
>She scribbles something on the top
>"If you remember that you can solve for a different side of a triangle using only one angle and another side, you can do it easily."
>This makes a lot more sense than the normal things she teaches
>Even if it's a little difficult for you
 
>She puts her weight on you as she continues
>A hoof reaching under her
>Moving behind her
>As you look back to see where it goes
>She pinches your cheek slightly with her hoof
>Turning you forward again
>Several formulas on it
>"The sine will always be the y component of this circle, and the cosine the x component."
>She labels it so
>She's really putting more weight on you
>Using you to stabilize herself
>You just nod
>"What do you think happens to the value of sin as I go around the circle?"
>0
>1
>0
>-1
>0
"It goes up and down from -1 and 1, doesn't it?"
>She smiles at you
>Her hoof returns to the front
>The fade around the pencil dims
>Dropping it onto the desk in front of you
>Her horn is still alight
>"If I told you cosine was the x value, what would happen to it?"
>A small sound
>Reminds you of the first time she taught you math
>Except this time you understand it
>And trace the value as you rotate around the circle
"It's the same thing."
>"Not quite, Anon."
>What's different?
>It just went-
>Oh
"It starts at 1."
>"Good job."
>She smiles at you
>"I'm really glad you're understanding this."
>There's a faint blush on her
>You remember now
>She does this when she talks about math for some reason
>And you smell her again
>"Now, if you think of the angle as the x axis in a graph, and the value of sine as the y value, what do you think it would look like?"
>She nudges you forward a little
>Watching
>Your hand grips the pencil
>It's a little warm
>And draw a cross
>A 1
>A 0
>A -1
>Zig zagging
>"Almost, anon."
>What could be wrong?
>"Do you see on the circle how y goes up slower?"
>You have a hard time imagining that
>What would it even look like?
>She gives you a few moments
>Before taking the pencil
>Pulling it from your hands
>And drawing a curve
>"We call this a sine curve, Anon. See how it goes slower when it's nearer to 1?"
>She points towards the circle
>You swear she's getting a little short of breath
>Breathing a little hard
 
>The pencil wavers just a little bit
>Dropping
>"What happens when you take the derivative of sin with respect to the angle?"
>You stare at her blankly
>And your eyes gaze into each other
>If only for a brief moment
>She readjusts her glasses
>"W-well, the derivative is the rate of change, so how much is the y changing at 0?"
"A lot."
>"And here?"
>She points a hoof at the crest
"Not much?"
>"So how would you map this?"
>You draw points
>Zig zag
>Remember what she did
>Made it look curvy
>She grins at you
>Eyes almost glinting
>"And what does this curve look like?"
"Like the sine but to the side."
>"A-and what function is the same but-"
"Cosine!"
>She beams at you
>And you feel happy
>She leans heavily into you
>Her hoof reaching forwards
>Across your chest
>Head leaning in
>"Really good, Anon. And remember how the integral and antiderivatives are similar?"
>Your mind almost floods instantaneously with understanding
>You glance at her
>Eyes wide
>She blinks
"The integral of cosine is sine!"
>She nods
>You feel really proud of yourself
>Even if it was simple
>Something small
>You actually understood something
>For what seems like the first time
>Not just following along with her
>Not just listening
>And nodding
>And feigning understanding
>"I want you to study these tonight, Anon."
>You glance at the time
>And it was already getting late
>You didn't realize
"O-oh."
>"We have a lot of catching up to do, and I don't think I can help you by the end of the semester."
>W-what?
>"And I can't have you being distracted thinking of me all the time."
>This is sudden
>What is she hinting-
>"So I want you to go home and ask your parents if I could give you extended tutoring."
>Pause
>Beat
>And your heart leaps
>More time with her?
"Really?"
>"Yes, really."
>She leans on top of you
>Cheeks against your head
>Hoof reaching down
>"And I can help you if you feel distracted while studying."
>Across your stomach
>To your waist
>"Would you like that?"
 
"Yes, Miss Twilight!"
>She stills her hoof
>Just against yours
>Leans in
>Kisses you on the head
>You bring you hands around her hoof
>Hugging it
>Holding it
>Like a soft pillow
>"Do you feel a little distracted now?"
>Nod
>She brings it down
>You feel fur slide against skin
>Against stomach
>Chest
>Arms
>Hands
>And she flicks down between your legs
>Sending that familiar rush of pleasure
>And just holding there
>"Remember when you took a nap and I took care of myself?"
"Y-yeah?"
>Her hoof flicks against you
>"I get distracted, too, anon."
>A smile
>A tail flick
>And you feel yourself erect
>Prodding against her hooves
>She rolls it around
>Side to side
>Up and down
>And retreats
>Your hands grip her hoof tightly
>She gives you a small smile
>"I really like teaching you, Anon. And I'm glad to have you as my student."
>Weird time to say it
>But
>At the same time it feels right
>She nuzzles her cheeks against you
>Hoof rubbing against your stomach
>"So I'm sorry if I get distracted whenever I try to teach you."
>She pulls back
>Leaning back
>Your grip loosens
>Lets her go
>Because you know she'll come back
>"But we can help each other with our distractions. And I can teach you how to help with mine."
>Her small smile
>Ignites something in you
>Both in your heart
>And your loins
>She sits down
>On her haunches
>Beckons you
>You pull down her jacket
>Letting the cool air down around you
>Getting up
>Off
>She pulls you in
>Hooves wrapping around you
>Your eyes are level with hers in this position
>And your cheeks against each other
>Holding
>Just naturally
>A hoof on your head
>Slowly moving you down
>You feel her body slowly separating
>Leaning back
>Her scent getting stronger
>Stronger
>Nose moves past her chest
>Past her stomach
>To her skirt
>You don't need to do anything
>Her magic lifts her skirt
>Revealing her white panties underneath
>Wet
>See through
>Her source of her sweet smell
>Right in front of you
>Filling your nose
>Permeating the air around
 
>Her hoof guides your head
>Moving you in
>Against her panties
>Nose touching
>Smelling it
>Sweetness
>All around
>Her legs shuffle
>Moving closer
>Clasping around you
>And it feels right, natural, just normal
>To stick your tongue out
>And bring it against the wet fabric
>You feel a gentle tingling sensation
>Her magic warms you
>Wrapping around your shaft
>Rubbing against it
>As your tongue easily glides against the wetness
>It's like thick sugary water
>Sticky against your tongue
>But tasting so good
>So right
>Her legs on either side clamp against you
>Her magic releases on her skirt
>Covering you
>You don't see much
>Just feel the warmth
>The gentle stroking
>Wetness before you
>You chance something
>As her hoof moves you in
>Pushing you against her
>You open your mouth
>Retrieve your tongue
>Bite against the top of her panties
>And pull
>She realizes
>Relaxes her hold
>Lets you move it down
>Just a little
>Just to reveal with little light her slit
>Almost glinting in the relative darkness under her skirt
>You let go
>Her magic grips her panties
>Pulling it a little further
>Her hoof holds your head
>Not forcing
>Not shoving
>Just
>Lightly guiding
>Suggesting where you should go
>And you let her
>You let her bring you in
>Bring your lips against hers
>Wet tongue against her folds
>Lap
>Her legs shiver
>Her magic squeezes you
>You hear her gasp out
>You want more
>Need more
>And your tongue reflects that desire
>Worming in
>Digging into her
>Her hoof is a little more forceful
>Holding you in
>Her magical stroking quickens
>Almost a vibration on you
>Your tongue parts her
>The tip flicks against the inside
>She moans out
>Lap
>Cry
>Lick
>Gasp
>Like you're playing with her
>Enjoying her
>Letting her enjoy herself
>Nothing like the first time
>You know what you want this time
>Your tongue recedes
>Lapping across her slit
>In again
>Flicking inside
>You feel her stroking waver
>Her magic throbs against your shaft
>Fading in and out
>Gripping unevenly
 
>You face grinds against her
>Boosting your tongue
>Thrusting
>Lapping
>Licking
>Her body convulses
>Her magic fades
>Legs crushing against you
>Hoof shoving you in
>She gives a soft yell
>And you feel her fluids rush out
>Pouring onto your lips
>Into your mouth
>Splashing on your cheeks
>And you savor it
>As she did yours
>Keeping it in your mouth
>Filling more
>More
>Until she relaxes
>And you pull back
>Her fluids in your mouth
>It's a lot
>And it's a little difficult to-
>You accidentally gulp it down when her magic grips you again
>And starts stroking you in full force
>You see her on the ground
>Head turned up
>Towards you
>Hooves on her side
>Legs spread
>Panting
>But she still regains enough focus
>You feel that familiar feeling rise
>Almost to the brim
>Your body quivers
>Shakes
>She lifts her skirt
>And you grunt out as she coaxes you
>Brings
>No
>Shoves you over the edge
>You give a soft moan
>Your own fluids spurting out
>Some of it lands on her skirt
>Her fur
>Around her slit
>Wetting it further
>Before she drops her skirt down
>Pulls up her panties
>You stumble forward
>Her chest rises and falls
>Looking like a nice
>Soft
>Breathing
>Pillow
>As you lean forwards
>Her arms outstretched
>You fall into her
>She wraps you in her hold
>And her soft fur meets your face
>Warmth
>From all around
>She hugs you tightly
>You don't see it
>But you know she's smiling at you
>Looking at you with those wonderful eyes
>Bright purple
>Brilliant eyes
>The two of you hold there
>For a few moments
>Maybe longer
>Just breathing with each other
>Catching your breaths
>Taking in her scent
>It takes a while
>But she soon taps you
>"Your parents could be worried, Anon."
"Mmm."
>You really don't want to leave this comfortable position
>Just stay here
>Soft forever
>She shifts
>Pushing you up
>You try not to budge
>"If you come early tomorrow, I can help again."
>You look up
>She's smiling at you
>And you smile back
"Yes, please."