Its another warm Spring day as I get into my car and head off to work. I have recieved all my entrants to the 2012 class on Lifesaving. There is actually a smaller class that previous years. I get to my room and begin to organize my agenda for the day. Slowly students begin showing up and taking their seats. Most of my students are right around 19 or 20 usually. I see all types, the nerdy "Poindexter" types, the "SuperStud" buff and built type, and of course, "The BombShell", girls that look like Penthouse Pets. This year was no different. So, we begin our class as I introduce myself. I always like to break the ice by adding a little humor to show I'm not some stiff shirt instructor. I give the class a project to write down the scenarios they think they might encounter and how they would handle these situations. This gives me an idea of how they think and what areas they need to be taught about. It also gives me the opportunity to look around and assess the class. So as I am looking around to see whose looking out the window and whose writing intently, I see a nice looking blonde looking at me. I just smile and just look down at my paperwork. So the end of day one has arrived and we had a nice day. Everyone seemed to be excited about the following day. I took all the papers home to read. Most were pretty much spot on. Then I came across a paper from a girl named Erica. Her paper was more like a fantasy of saving a man on the beach. Although her actions were correct in how she dealt with the situation, the content was erotic. She was very vivid about putting her hands on his chest, how it felt putting her lips on those of a stranger, etc. I must admit I was aroused. The following day we discussed the results and began to learn basic first aid. I went around and questioned everybody, we gave some examples, and explained a few techniques. I turned and seen the cute blonde had a question. "Yes" I said. "I was curious to know, when you save someone from choking lets say, do you often think about them afterwards?" she asked. I said,"Well I suppose the answer would be yes, most of us that had just preformed a procedure to save someones life, are concerned enough to think of the outcome. But it is best to not become too attached, things don't always have a happy ending." "And you are?" I asked. "Erica" she said. I began to have fantasies. I walked around the class lecturing, but the whole time I was thinking about licking those perky nipples, running my tongue down that firm belly, sliding my tongue into that tight untouched asshole. It was hard to focus, but I made it through the day. Afterwards, Erica had come up to my desk as everyone was leaving. She was wondering what I thought of her paper. I was totally distracted by her as she stood there with both hands on the edge of my desk, palms out. Her breasts were pressed together just begging to be played with. Her flirty innocent smile was pushing me into the unforbidden teacher student relationship. "Mr. Spurty?" she said, as she caught me just staring at her breasts. "I was very aroused, uh, I mean amused by your paper." I said. "You handled yourself very well". The next day we were pairing up to practice CPR procedures. Everyone matched up except one guy. I told him I would assist him. Everyone laughed in a gay sort of way. Erica popped up and said," I'll do it with you Mr. Spurty, he can have Kaylee." I said,"Ok, then lets begin." Everyone was starting and was doing well. As I laid on the floor like a helpless victim, I could see the seductive look in Erica's eyes. She moved her hands gracefully and smooth. She gently brushed her body over mine with each move. I had an erection that was about splitting my pants. Thankfully nobody could see. But Erica noticed. As she tilted my head back to pretend to give mouth to mouth, she began whispering to me softly, " after class I will take care of that for you! I want to feel your hard cock sliding down my throat as I cup your swollen balls in my hand. I want to stick my finger up your ass as you fuck my face. I want you shoot your hot load all over my face so I can slowly lick it up." I had to snap out of my fantasy and come back to reality. I sat up in a way that I could mask my erection. I sat there talking to the class for a few moments commending them for a job well done. I got up and class ended. Everyone left including Erica. I thought to myself, "you were just kidding yourself, she was just playing you, be real" So as I walked into the hall there stood Erica. I had a lustful surprised smile. We walked down the hall and my heart was pounding like crazy. I looked behind and in front of me then pushed Erica into the mens room. I turned her around and kissed her with my hungry lips. As I fell back into the door, she slid to her knees and began to unzip my pants. She dropped my pants around my ankles leaving me standing there at her mercy. She took my swollen member into her mouth.I was scanning the walls for something to grab onto. My legs were weak. She engulfed every inch of my manhood will the skills of a pornstar. As I felt her probe my ass with her finger, I grabbed her head and began to fuck her with a primal force. She laid her head back and became my little sex slave. My balls were sucked up into my genital cavities as I prepared for a massive orgasm. Erica pulled back and dug her fingernails into my ass cheeks as I erupted. The sharp shooting pain from her claws on my ass made me cum even harder. Seeing my cum keep spitting all over her face was driving me wild. Her closed eyes and submissive look only intensified things. As my back slid down the door and I sat on the floor helplessly, Erica seductively licked every last drop with style as if she were a pole dancer in Vegas. I could only watch as my body was numb. She tantalized me with every move. After we dressed I looked out the door to see that all was clear, I kissed her and off she went. Part 2 will be written soon!