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5-Wet Dreams

Daveed's POV

I get home from the bar around eleven o'clock. Spending time with Saviera and Zuri was refreshing. I'm always careful not to get too close to my students because of St. Pete College's policy. Teachers are prohibited from having romantic relationships with the students, which is understandable. If things end badly between a teacher and student, the teacher could be accused of wrongful grades and the student's academic performance could start slacking. I am still young and my students are adults with just a small age gap, so sometimes it's hard to keep my thoughts pure when I connect with a woman who just happens to be a student of mine. I've also had many students throw themselves at me, but easy isn't my taste.

Saviera is one student who has stuck out to me these last nine weeks. Not only is she dangerously beautiful, but her personality is addicting. The confidence in her walk and the way her chin is always held high tells me she knows her worth with certainty. She may be short, but her ass and thighs are exceptionally thick. Her tits are perky, not too big, but not small by any means. Last week, she wore a belly shirt that showed off her toned abdomen and a belly button ring that dangled down to the waist of her jean shorts. Yeah, my thoughts aren't innocent when I look at her, but to act on it is another thing. Teaching history isn't just a job to me, it's my passion. Losing my job for a woman was never an option and it never will be.

Before tonight, I never even realized Saviera is gay. It's not like she should walk around with a sign saying "hello, I'm gay." because it is no one's business. There have been times when I thought about asking her out on a date when she's graduated though. Finding out she's been in a relationship for five years, she isn't interested in men, and the person she is with is the only person she has ever been intimate with really blows any chance I thought I might have had with her in the future.

And then, Zuri is equally beautiful with a sweet personality. I can tell she's more gentle and soft-spoken than Saviera is. Those girls together are like scotch whisky on ice. It's easy to admit they go so well together and it's no wonder they've lasted this long. I'm for sure going to take Zuri and Saviera up on the offer to go out next weekend. Surely there's no harm since it isn't anything more than a friendship.

To wrap up my night, I take a shower and get into bed without bothering to put on clothes. Instead of falling asleep when I close my eyes, I reflect on the kiss that Saviera and Zuri shared right beside me. My brain involuntarily imagined the kiss deepening. Just a moment later we're at my house, naked in the bed together. Zuri is riding my face and Saviera and riding my dick. Saviera's touch and Zuri's taste seem so far away, but the scene is extraordinary. I dip my tongue inside Zuri's wetness and hold her in place with my hands on her hips. All of a sudden--

beep beep beep beep

I wake up to the sound of my alarm going off at seven o'clock to wake me up for my morning workout. I'm covered in sweat and breathing heavily as if I just ran five miles. I look down and see a shot of cum up my torso. It takes a few minutes for it to dawn on me, but I just had a wet dream. I can not believe these women just made me bust in my sleep. I don't know if I'm disgusted because of the semen that squirted on me or if I'm disgusted in myself for the thoughts I had overnight about my student and her long-term partner. It could be a mix of both, to be honest. I have a feeling this is going to become a regular thing if I keep spending time with them. The worst part is, I don't think I want these dreams to stop.

Sunday

Zuri's POV

Sunday's are Sav and my favorite day of the week because at noon we meet up for a huge family brunch at her parent's house. Her mom, Molly, makes some amazing eggs and she goes out of her way to make a yummy protein shake especially for me. I don't eat much, but Sav will eat two full plates in one sitting. She eats for both of us. Her dad, James, is the one who cooks the sausage, bacon, and fried potatoes. Sav and I supply the orange juice and milk. Her older sister, Selene, usually tries to make it, but between working at their parent's family business and taking care of her two little boys, she misses out sometimes. We walk through their door and say hello to everyone. This time, her sister and her two nephews, Jax and Chandler, were able to come.

"Aunt Savvy!" The boys yelled in unison and ran up to hug her.

"Hey, guys! I have missed you so much!" She bends down and scoops them up in her arms. They are about to turn 4 next month, so they're still little.

"We miss you too. Can we stay at your house tonight?!" Jax asked.

"You can't tonight because I have school in the morning and Aunt Zuzu has to work. How about on Thursday?" Sav suggested.

"Okay!" They said together. These twin boys are exact replicas of each other, even their personalities and food cravings.

They skipped over and gave me big hugs and a kiss on each cheek.

"When I get off work tomorrow, do you guys wanna go get ice cream?" I ask.

They look at Selene and she says "That's fine with me! I won't refuse a little time for myself."

"Alright, we can swing by your place to get them around five o'clock," Sav says.

We sat down and started eating. I always get my eggs over easy with a side of toast and sip on the protein shake. Sav talks about how she's ready to be done with school and start her career as a historian.

"So when are you two getting married?" James asked.

Sav and I look at each other and shrug. We're used to him being so straightforward, so the question doesn't make us uncomfortable. Marriage just isn't something we've planned yet. Sav wants to graduate school and we want to be able to afford to buy a house first. Another factor is we just don't think marriage is important. Giving more control over your relationship with the government is all it is. Marriage is simply a label and it doesn't make you love a person extra.

"Dad, I still need to graduate and you guys and Zuri's parents still financially help us out. Plus, is marriage a big deal?" Sav responds.

"Of course, marriage is a big deal. It's the ultimate symbol of love and commitment. So many have fought and rioted for your right to be married to one another. Not only as a same-sex couple, but an interracial couple. Your kind of love was forbidden in more ways than one for a large portion of my life. People are being killed and tortured for this. What you have is special and powerful. It's everything." His last two words came out in barely a whisper. Sav's dad is eleven years older than her mom, born in 1959. He met her at a mutual friend's wedding when he was thirty-five and she was twenty-four. Sometimes, he will share stories from his childhood, but you can tell he's been through some tough times. If anyone else was rushing marriage on us, I would take offense to it, but there is some pain reflecting in his words.

"Okay, dad. Zuri and I will talk tonight and we will see what we decide. We know that what we have is special and it's never taken for granted. I promise." Said Sav.

We know her dad has old friends within the LGBTQ community and even protested against discrimination towards black American's. He ended up being arrested for disorderly conduct a couple of times as a teenager. One thing about James, his love for others is unmatched. His daughter gets that from him.

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