Hot for Teacher

Hot for Teacher
Chapter 1 - Three little words.

The sun was just dipping behind the hills in the horizon as Colgate dragged herself into the front yard of her small apartment out in the outer suburbs of Canterlot. It wasn't exactly a fancy house, but it was the best that she could afford on the stipend she got from her parents, and it was all she needed while she finished off her degree.

At 26, she was in her final year of a masters degree in dentistry, something she had been working towards ever since she got out of high school all those years ago. While other people always seemed to think that it was a strange choice for such a young girl, Colgate just loved the idea of being a dentist. This year was especially good as she had been lucky enough to score her internship at one of the best dental labs around - Minty Fresh. The staff there were wonderful to work with, as they actually let the interns do things, rather than just send them on trivial things. At her last internship, she had done little more than go on coffee runs and photocopy documents. Minty Fresh was known for teaching useful skills and was always the first lab to fill up.

Of course, for every good thing about her degree, there was a downside. That downside came in the form of the theory. Days and days of lectures, tutorials; boring people talking endlessly about things that she already knew, or could easily read up on in half the time that it took to talk about.

Sighing to herself, she pushed the front door open and slung her bag down into the corner with a heavy thud. All the textbooks she had needed to buy made her bag feel like it was filled with lead weights. Some people just liked to see students suffer, and right now her aching shoulders were certainly suffering.

freed from the weight of her bag, Colgate stopped and pricked her ears up; she hadn't noticed it when she stepped it, but there was music playing from the next room. Soft music, the kind that was specifically designed to soothe frayed nerves. She hadn't left it on when she went out to her lecture, which could only mean one thing...

The lights leading into the room were muted, having been turned almost all the way down on the dimmer switch. Instantly, Colgate's sore shoulders were forgotten about; they were nothing when compared with what would be waiting for her in her living room. Slowly, she walked forward and stuck her head around the corner. When she saw who was there, a beaming smile broke across her face. Of course he would be here just when she needed a boost.

Resting on his side on the couch was just the person she had hoped would be there. With his shirt unbuttoned down to the navel to expose abs that could have been sculpted out of marble and a single red rose clenched between his teeth was her boyfriend, Blueblood III.

"Hey there, babe," Blueblood said, taking the rose from between his teeth and holding it up to her. Framed in the lamp light, his face looked just like the images of an old god, powerful, cheekbones to die for and framed with a perfect cut of golden hair. Every time Colgate looked into his eyes, she remembered why it was that she fell in love with him in the first place. Blueblood was always there with just the right thing to say, or a little gift to make her feel better. "Rough day?"

"Oh, you would not believe it," Colgate said, crossing the room and leaning over Blueblood. With one hand she picked up the rose and reached down to kiss him. Blueblood's hands snaked their way around Colgate's head, pulling her down until she was pressed right up against him. Shifting slightly on the couch, he let her swing a leg up until she was practically straddling him.

"Tell me all about it," Blueblood said, breaking the kiss to stroke Colgate's hair. Colgate loved it when he did that, especially when he paused to scratch a finger behind her ear just like one would do to a dog.

"Ugh, just lectures and boring tutes. I know all that stuff already," Colgate replied, squaring herself up so that she was sitting over his waist. "Anyway, I don't want to bore you. What about you?"

Blueblood gave her a beaming smile that could have melted even the hardest of hearts. "Oh, me? I've just been waiting here for the prettiest little girl I ever saw to come back home so I could take her out to dinner."

Colgate blushed. Blueblood always seemed to know just what to say to cheer her up. Going out to dinner sounded fantastic; Blueblood seemed to know all the best restaurants in town, and could always seem to get a prime reservation, regardless of how short the notice was. But she was tired from the day, and not really in the mood to head out again having only just gotten home to begin with. Besides, she had other plans for Blueblood.

"Dinner sounds nice, but it's been a long day and I'd rather just have a night in." Colgate leaned over Blueblood and quick as a snake, flicked the tip of her tongue against his nose. "But I'm sure we can think of something else to do..."

Her suggestion was laced with just enough breathy subtext that she as sure that Blueblood would easily be able to pick up on the hint. Just in case he didn't, she batted her eyes at him. Fortunately, if there was one thing that Blueblood wasn't, it wasn't being slow on the uptake.

Colgate felt something press against her inner thigh. She quickly looked down and then back up at Blueblood. He just arched an eyebrow at her. There was no question what it was; Blueblood was getting more than a little excited.

"Care to skip to dessert then?" he suggested.

Colgate just nodded. She wanted this.

In a second, Blueblood's entire demeanour changed. No longer the hunk resting on the couch, he grabbed Colgate in his arms and flipped her over onto her back, switching positions so that now he was above her. It was the work of only a second to two to grab Colgate's tee-shirt and pull it up over her head, pinning her arms above her.

Trapped and partially blinded by the stretchy fabric, Colgate could just make out Blueblood's hands caressing her face before going lower. She could feel them tracing her collarbone, then the straps on her bra. One finger ran a path along the underside of her breasts, leaving her shuddering and heaving with anticipation.
With a deft flick of his hand, the straps on Colgate's bra came free. The hand that had been tracing the underside of her cups slithered under the fabric and grabbed a handful of Colgate's breasts. Colgate sighed in pleasure at the feeling of Blueblood's smooth palms on her chest, squeezing and pinching her nipples.

Blueblood kept at it for a second more before grabbing the sides of Colgate's shirt and pulling it free, removing it and the bra, throwing them to the ground. Her shoes and pants quickly followed, leaving Colgate dressed in nothing but her panties and socks.

Colgate put her hands behind her back, rocking her shoulders back and forth a little in a coy movement. "Like what you see?" she asked. Blueblood didn't answer, and he didn't have too; Colgate could see the animalistic hunger in his eyes.

"Bedroom," he grunted before picking her up from the couch. Colgate wrapped her arms around Blueblood's neck, taking a whiff of his hair. Expensive body musk and hair gels greeted her. Coconut, mango, and something else.

With Colgate in his arms, Blueblood walked to the bedroom and pushed the door open. Colgate's queen sized bed took pride of place in the room, along with a dresser and large mirror. A worn but well loved hairbrush was on the dresser. Blueblood made a beeline for the bed and dropped Colgate onto it. She bounced a couple of times, landing on her back while Blueblood unbuttoned the last of his shirt before pulling it off. All the while, Colgate was drinking up his rock hard body. Pecks and a six-pack were the results of careful care of his body, with frequent trips to the gym. Colgate's mouth watered at the sight.

Freed from his shirt, Blueblood moved on to his pants. This was the part that she loved. Blueblood unbuckled the fly and dropped his pants in a slow motion. Slowly, agonizingly slowly his pants dropped down until Blueblood's pride and joy came into view, erect and ready for service. Colgate went from mouth watering to openly drooling at the sight of it. On a reflex action, her legs began to spread apart in preparation for the coming penetration.

Blueblood shook his pants off of his legs and dropped down to his knees before the bed. He took Colgate's right leg in his hands and began gently tracing a finger up along her inner thigh. Colgate moaned in satisfaction as she felt his fingers leave a tingling feeling behind them, making their way unconcernedly towards her panties.

Blueblood's fingers made their way all the way up her leg, brushing ever so gently against her panty covered slit before heading back down her left leg, followed by his tongue. Colgate shivered at the feeling, embracing the pleasure of his touch. It had been nearly a week since they had had a chance to make love, and she wasn't going to let this opportunity go to waste.

Finishing up his journey down her legs, Blueblood moved forward, slipping in between her legs and hooking his teeth into the hemline of her panties. With the prize secure in his mouth, Blueblood yanked hard and tore Colgate's panties clean off her body.

Now naked, Colgate lay back on the bed and spread her labial lips apart with two fingers. She could feel the drips of her arousal running down the insides of her legs. She was ready for this; had been ready for this for days.

"Oh, god, Blueblood. I can't take anymore. I need it, please," Colgate whimpered. she couldn't help it; she needed Blueblood inside her, NOW. Her cunt ached for his member, longed to be filled up with his hardness, to feel him climax inside her.

"As you wish, my blue goddess," Blueblood said, picking her up in his muscular arms. A quick moment of positioning and Colgate felt the tip of his penis line up with her opening. Blueblood held her there, holding her just on the edge of penetration. Colgate looked into his eyes, eyes of piercing blue. No more words had to be said; she could see everything in those deep blue pools.

Blueblood pressed his lips to Colgate's and thrust up. In one quick stroke, Colgate felt his length push its way into her body, stretching her out and filling her up. Colgate screamed at the sudden shock, Blueblood pressing himself even closer against her, pulling her down and adding to the thrust. Inch after delicious inch forced its way inside Colgate's vagina until, suddenly, gloriously, Colgate felt him bottom out inside her.

"AAAAAHHHHH!" Colgate screamed, relishing the feeling of being filled up. Blueblood wasn't exactly the largest boy she had ever been with, but he wasn't small either, and she was as tight as she could be from days of no actions.

Blueblood grinned at her, withdrawing slightly before thrusting up again. Colgate screamed again, pleasure at finally being rutted overriding the pain of his rather forceful entry. She clenched down and held him there for a few seconds, just acclimatizing herself to his girth and giving her body time to lubricate his dick.

When she felt she was ready, she let go and signalled Blueblood. He pulled her in close and began gyrating his hips, sucking himself out of her almost to the tip before burying himself back to the root. Colgate's moans were cut short as Blueblood's lips sealed against hers, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth.

Picking up the pace, he released her, pushing her back down onto the bed and grabbing her hips, twisting her onto her side. Colgate joined in, straightening up so that she was on all fours with her head nearly pressed into the headboard of the bed. Able to get better purchase around Colgate's slim hips, Blueblood really began pumping hard, sliding in all of his member on every stroke. Colgate could hear her bedsprings squeaking in protest of the rough treatment, but she didn't care.

Letting her head drop, she could see down her body to were Blueblood was kneeling behind her. From her upside-down perspective, his balls were framed by the V of her spread legs. Every thrust caused them to swing up and slap against her clit, sending thrills up her body.

With Blueblood thrusting away inside her like a man possessed, and her own sex starved state , it wasn't long before Colgate felt it start to rise inside her. She had hoped to last longer than this, but climaxing with her boyfriend hilted inside her; there really wasn't a better way to close out the day.

It was almost there, almost there, just a few more thrusts. Almost...almost....

Without warning, Blueblood gave one particularly savage thrust and jammed Colgate down as hard as he could, penetrating as deep as he had ever gone. With a loud grunt he held her there, rock still and breathing heavily. Colgate felt him expand and twitch inside her, rope after rope of searing hot cum no doubt coating her walls.

And then she felt him soften inside her.

With one grunt, it was apparent it was all over.

NO! She had been so close, but the feeling was already fading away. She wasn't about to let Blueblood have all the fun. One hand quickly snaked in between them and two deft fingers made their way down between her legs, frantically rubbing away. Blueblood's dick shrank and slipped out, shiny, covered in cum, and totally spent. He flopped down onto his back next to her, totally oblivious to her frustrations in his own bliss. Colgate didn't care right now, she just rolled over on to back and picked up her pace, fingers teasing and gliding over her clit in a flurry of motion.

Nearly.

Nearly.

Almost.

In one final desperate attempt, Colgate slipped her fingers inside her cunt, thrusting away in a simulation of Blueblood's cock. It was just enough, and Colgate arched her back as pleasure burst through her body, sending her into spasms.

Blinding pleasure jolted through her body, sparks of light dancing in front of her eyes as she felt her body convulse with the strength of the spasms. Inside her cunt, her vaginal walls were clenching down on her fingers, while her other hand was grinding into her clit, trying to make the moment of pleasure last just that second longer.

"FFFFUUUUUCCCCKKK!" she screamed as the orgasm rippled through her. Cum gushed out, dribbling past her hands, staining the sheets with coital bliss. Too soon, the moment was gone however, and Colgate had to come down from walking on sunshine. Chest heaving, she relaxed and let her body just puddle all over the bed.

Gasping for air, she brought a hand up to fan herself. Her fingers were glistening in light, covered in a mixture of her own juices and Blueblood's pearly semen. Colgate brought one finger to he mouth and licked the cumcoction off, enjoying the sweet taste of her own fluid contrasting with the salty bite of Blueblood's cum.

Cuddling up to Blueblood, Colgate snaked an arm around his head. Her other hand was idly tracing circles in the sweat covering his torso, tracing the curves and ridges that defined his muscles.

"That. Was. Incredible," she muttered to Blueblood.

When he didn't reply, she looked up and saw that he had already fallen asleep. Seeing him resting there, Colgate felt the rest of the day begin to catch up with her as a wave of lethargy, compounded by the contentment of her climax signal that it was time she did the same. Looking down at Blueblood's naked body, her final though was if Blueblood would enjoy waking up to a blowjob.

The next morning found the two lovebirds tangled up in the sheets together. Blueblood was resting on his back, while Colgate was pressed up against him, her head using his chest as a pillow. She could hear every beat of his heart, every breath he took. Wrapped up in his love, Colgate felt content. Her boring lectures, the heavy workload, all that meant nothing when she was as loved as she felt right now.

Beneath her, she felt Blueblood stir.

"Morning, honey," she whispered into his ear, nuzzling the back of his hair. She could just stay there for hours, hugging Blueblood tightly. Then she said the three fateful words. "I love you."

If Blueblood hadn't said anything, she would have been a little hurt, but she would have forgiven him by lunchtime. If he had just repeated exactly what she had said back to her, it would have been all she needed to hear.

Instead, Blueblood added in two more words that shattered Colgate's world as she knew it. It was the quiet mumble of someone who wasn't quite awake or aware of what they were saying, but Colgate heard it clear as the day outside.

"I love you too, Flitter."

In an instant, all traces of grogginess were gone from Colgate's mind. She sat upright in the bed and looked down at Blueblood, accusation in her eyes.

"Flitter! Who the fuck is Flitter?" she nearly shouted at him.

Blueblood's eyes sprang open at the sound of one seriously pissed off lover. In an instant he realised his mistake and Colgate could see his brain try to switch into damage control mode.

"Uhh, I mean...uh...I love you...uh..." beads of sweat began to form on his brow.

"Colgate," Colgate said, coldly, fury banishing any feeling of contentment she had been experiencing five seconds before.

"Right, right. I love you, Colgate," Blueblood said, far too late for it to actually mean anything.

"Who's Flitter?" Colgate repeated, her voice hardening quickly to steely proportions.

"No-one, babe," Blueblood said. "She's no-one. I've never even heard of a Flitter. You're the only girl for me. Come here, let me make it up to you."

"Really?" Colgate wasn't convinced. Before Blueblood could think of the same thing, she leapt out of the bed and scrambled for his pants, pulling his phone out of his pocket. "We'll just see about that."

Colgate's fingers swiped over the screen, bypassing the home screen and pulling up the list of contacts. It only took a moment for her to find the entry marked 'Flitter' and press dial.

"No, don't," Blueblood said pathetically, reaching out for the phone. Colgate held it away from him and put it onto speaker. The bedroom was filled with the sounds of a phone dial. After only a few rings, the phone was picked up and a young woman's voice could be heard on the other end.

"Oh, hey, Blue. I was hoping you'd call. I had to wash the sheets after you left. I've never cum so much as I did yesterday. It was totally worth it, you convincing me to try ana-"

Flitter's voice cut out as Colgate hit the end button. Tears were streaming down her face as she looked back over at Blueblood. The bastard didn't even have the shame to look apologetic anymore. Instead he had an impetuous sneer all over his face.

"How could you?" Colgate said, her voice cracking as she spoke. It felt like it might give out at any time. "I-I loved you."

"Your mistake," Blueblood said, his voice calm and filled with arrogance, no longer needing to maintain the charade. "You didn't really think I was going to settle down with someone of you stature, did you? Me, heir to the Blueblood name? You were fun, blue, but you were never more than a distraction to me. I owe it to my family, to myself to marry someone of noble bearing; someone worthy of bearing me an heir, and frankly, if you thought that was you then you are even stupider than I thought you were."

It was exactly the wrong thing to say to Colgate. Where a moment ago she had felt weak and helpless; the blood turning to ice in her veins, now she felt nothing but molten fury melt that ice. They say that hell hath no fur like a woman scorned, and right now, they were right. Blind rage that she could have ever trusted a lying sack of two faced crap like Blueblood consumed her, dulling the other voices that might have tried to convince her that there was some mistake, or that Blueblood was just making a terrible joke.

In two steps she was beside the bed, one hand grabbing Blueblood by the hair, yanking large clumps of his golden waves right out of his scalp. Her other hand however, was aiming for somewhere decidedly lower and far more tender.

"AAAArrrggg," Blueblood screamed as Colgate pulled him up from the bed and began marching him out of her bedroom and towards the front door. With his dick held none too gently in her hand, Blueblood didn't resist as Colgate shoved him up against the wall and grabbed the door knob. Nearly ripping the door off its hinges, Colgate shoved Blueblood out onto the hard stone path, buck naked. He rolled on the ground and couple of time, his meat and veg flopping around like the pathetic sausage it was. Strangely, as he lay there in the dirt, Colgate saw his dick begin to harden; the bastard was getting excited about his.

"Get the fuck out of my house, Blueblood. I don't want to see you again," she yelled, not caring that she was just as naked as he was. On the other side of the street she could see a couple of teenagers stop and stare at her. Fury was a powerful suppressor of modesty, and Colgate was plenty mad right now.

It was then that she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Standing on the porch of the next door apartment, a mug of coffee in one hand, the daily paper in the other and dressed in a fluffy pink bathrobe was her next door neighbour, Berry Punch. Berry was frozen in mid reach, hand extended for the door.

Berry was like an older sister to Colgate, and had been ever since she had moved in here years ago. A single mother, Berry had worked hard to put her daughter through school. Now that Ruby was old enough to attend high school and not get into trouble every five minutes, Berry had signed up for a couple of courses on viticulture. She and Colgate got on well together, but bursting out the front door and throwing a cheating douche to the ground was definitely a new one for the pair of them.

"Berry," Colgate said, curtly before turning on her heel and slamming the door in Blueblood's face.

Back inside, she flung herself into the couch. All the anger she had felt throwing Blueblood out of her house was evaporating, leaving her feeling empty and numb. Now free to do so, tears began streaming down her face and the blade of betrayal was lodged deep in her stomach, twisting itself around as it pleased.

Outside, she could just hear Blueblood yelling something at someone and then suddenly he was silent. Colgate didn't care; she wasn't sure if she could ever get off this couch again. Maybe she could drown on her own tears and she wouldn't have to feel anything ever again.

A couple of minutes later, a soft knock came at the door. Colgate had a good feeling she knew who it was. When she didn't reply, the door opened anyway and Berry walked in slowly and carefully. Colgate watched her come over and sit down beside her, pulling Colgate into a loose hug like a mother would give a child.

Berry didn't say anything for a long time. She just sat there, holding Colgate. Eventually though she let Colgate go.

"Do you want to talk about it?" she said. There wasn't any pressure in the question. If Colgate didn't want to speak about it, Berry wouldn't press the issue.

"I told him I loved him," Colgate sobbed, "and he was cheating on me the whole time. How could I not have noticed?"

Berry nodded sagely at her, playing the part of the older sister once again. "Colgate, trust me. It hurts now, but he wasn't the one for you. I thought I loved Ruby's father, but he took off the second he found out I was pregnant. It hurt like nothing I had ever felt. Or," she paused, putting on a wry smile, "like nothing I had ever felt up until I gave birth to Ruby."

Colgate didn't find the comment very funny. She just couldn't get over how much of an ass Blueblood had been. How could she have missed it? All the nice things he had done for her, they had been as much for him as they had been for her.

Berry wasn't deterred. "Come on," she said, getting up off the couch and pulling Colgate up with her. Colgate complied, meekly following more out of a total lack of resistance than any actual desire to do anything else. "Let's get you decent, at least."

Berry pulled Colgate back towards the bedroom, the one room in the house she really didn't want to go. Even still, she didn't resist Berry; couldn't resist. It felt like almost everything inside her had been scooped out and replaced with lead.

Berry tactfully overlooked the state of the bedroom and walked over to the dresser, grabbing a loose fitting shirt and some sweat pants. The next couple of minutes were spent getting Colgate dressed in something, if not presentable, then at least modesty covering.

"That's better," Berry said, doing up a couple more buttons on the shirt. "Now what you need is coffee."

A few minutes later, Berry put two mugs of coffee down on the small kitchen table. Dark and strong and bitter, Colgate took the offered mug and inhaled the steam. Berry took sip of her own mug. "Alright, Colgate. Tell me from the start exactly what happened."

Taking a deep breath, Colgate started recounting exactly what happened just a few minutes ago. About how she had said she loved him; about how he had said he loved someone else; about how he had been sleeping with that someone else when he had said Colgate was the only woman for him. Lies upon lies upon lies, that's all it had been from his mouth the moment he had met her.

Finally, she was finished with her story. Berry didn't say anything, she just sat there, watching Colgate as she looking back down at her coffee. Colgate could feel her eyes looking at her. Eventually she just couldn't take it anymore.

"What did I miss? He was so nice, so kind at first. Did I not make him happy? What more could I have done?"

Berry took one of Colgate's hands in her own. "Darling, I asked myself all those questions the day Ruby's father left, and all I can tell you now is that whatever you are thinking, It wasn't your fault. There wasn't anything you could have done. That man, Blueblood was a jerk. He was just stringing you along until he got bored with you. And right now, you are letting him win. Do you really want someone like him to get the best of you?"

That struck a cord with Colgate. No, she wasn't going to let Blueblood beat her. "No," she said, snuffling a little.

"Again," Berry said, "tell me again."

"No," Colgate said a little firmer. She would be damned before she just gave in to such a jerk.

Berry could see life return to Colgate's eyes. Life she had seen mirrored in her own eyes all those years ago when she decided that she wasn't going to let the memory of Ruby's father rule her life anymore.

"That's the girl I know. Forget about Blueblood. Every second you waste thinking about him is a second he wins. You deserve someone who will treat you right. When you feel ready, you go out and you find that someone. And if you ever see Blueblood again, you show him that you don't need him anymore; that you never needed him to begin with. It's his loss here, not yours."

"I will," Colgate said. The fire was lit in her belly again. Blueblood wasn't worthy of her, not the other way around. She'd cut him out of her life, just like she had sugar. By this time tomorrow, she'd be like Whoblood, not Blueblood.

"Will you be okay on your own? I can stay longer if you need me."

Colgate smiled at Berry. The older woman was so caring. She could always rely on her to be there if she needed her. "No, no. That's alright, Berry. I-I think I'm going to be okay now."

Berry drew her into a tight hug. "I'm just next door if you need me."

"Thank you," Colgate said, and she meant it. She wasn't sure what she would have done in Berry hadn't been there. Probably wound up in a funk for months on end.

Giving Colgate one last quick hug, Berry got up and headed out of the kitchen. Colgate heard the front door close a moment later. Taking a sip of her cooling coffee, Colgate decided that the first thing to do in her journey to cutting Blueblood out of her life was to clean up everything that reminded her of him. There wouldn't be all that much to clean up; Blueblood wasn't the kind of boyfriend - former boyfriend now - to leave things at his GF's place. Not even a toothbrush. It was all just what he had with him yesterday, his shirt, pants and phone.

Suddenly an idea sprang into Colgate's head. It was something she would never have considered a few hours ago, but now...

Quickly she headed back into her bedroom and found all of Blueblood's clothes. His shoes, pants and shirt were all where they had been dropped the night before. Colgate shuddered at the memory of time they had spent together in that very bed. That Flitter had said he had convinced her to try anal. Had he even washed in between?

The idea came again, clear and fully realised in her mind. Yes, it would do perfectly. Now that they had broken up, she should do the right thing and return Blueblood's clothes to him. But first she would need a couple more things. That pompous ass may have forgotten her name, but he would never forget her. She would make sure of that...