Teachers Pet
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What a day yesterday was! Ms Stein's come-on had me hard all night until I finally did tuck it into those sexy smelling knickers of hers and then dreamed all night of what possibilities there were with this hot lady. But reality soon sank back in as I still had to go into her class. I wondered how she was going to react.
On my way to History, I spotted her coming out of the staffroom and she glanced at me and then turned away, heading to class. I caught up behind her in the crowd. The old school wasn't really designed for the number of kids it had, and there was some hold up ahead, so the crowd came to a halt, all crowded together shoulder to shoulder.
Ms Stein was right in front of me near the wall in the corridor - why not I thought? I reached out with my hand in the crowd and fondled her firm bum cheek. She didn't even flinch! Didn't look around; nothing! She had to feel it! I squeezed and massaged a little more - if anything she was pushing back at me.
She was unbelievable and I was hot for her again. Sidling over half a step I now had my hardening cock brushing against her bum. You didn't get to feel it yesterday Janette, but you can feel it now! The barest movement had her nestling my cock in her crack as I stood seven inches taller than her in the crowd, looking over her head and pretending to wait for the delay to end. Soon we were moving around a corner and there was the classroom. She still didn't acknowledge me at all damn her!
She walked in ahead of me, "Sorry people. Some goose dropped his books again!"
General chuckling met the comment as she went to her desk and I turned to my usual seat only to find it being used. I quickly grabbed the first seat at the front near the door. My cock was still straining at the front of my pants. Ellen Brooks, the sixteen-year-old cute blonde foreign exchange girl, was looking closely and caught my eye. Embarrassing!
I sat and started organising my stuff when Ms S said, "Given the quality of some of the research in the last assignment, I've decided to give you a spot quiz today. Texts on the floor please as I hand the test out. Don't turn the test over until you are told." She was already going down the rows placing sheets on desks. Starting on the far side, I was the last to get the paper. She brushed past my shoulder as she dropped it in front of me, "You may begin - you have forty-five minutes of silent working time."
She walked back to her desk and sat down. I turned the page over and there attached to the top corner was a sticky note, "Mark, please see me after class regarding your homework," and it was signed, Ms Stein. It was so innocent - any kid in class seeing it would think I was in trouble and they'd probably be laughing. I quickly tore it off and stuffed it in my shirt pocket and then I looked up at her. She was watching me the whole time.
What was she doing? I'd finger-fucked her yesterday and wanked into her panties last night. You'd think she'd be a little embarrassed but here she was pushing it harder. Weird. I tried to concentrate on the history test, but my mind wasn't on it. Every time I glanced up, she seemed to be sitting there watching me. From my position, I could see around her desk and up her thigh because of the way she had her legs crossed. Was that more stocking top? She was bloody well teasing me!
The test finished and that was the period done. I started to get up to leave figuring I wouldn't give her the satisfaction of taking control, but she commented, "Mark, please wait a moment - I need to discuss your homework."
She wasn't letting me escape easily and the last few of the class passed me by smiling as I sat back down. Again, Ellen Brooks slowed down as she got up and walked past. She smiled and quite obviously tried to look down into my lap again. I could nail that piece of arse - that cute European accent might stop if my cock was in her throat. I waited.
The torture continued as Ms S went about the room collecting the papers until we were alone in the room and, as she got to my desk, she moved past me and closed the door and I think she flipped the latch to lock. She turned back to me, looking me straight in the eyes. "I think we need to have a little chat, Mark," she said as she pulled out the chair next to mine and sat facing me, that cleavage jumping out of the undone buttons of her blouse.
At last, there was a slight hint of her nerves as she looked down and hesitated, "About yesterday… as a teacher, and a professional, it should not have happened. I am sorry that I put you in that situation… and I hope you will understand that it can never happen again." This last came in almost a whisper. My nerves were gone now as I watched her lose her nerve while she spoke.
"Well, Miss, I understand," I began, "that it was difficult for you with an older student in the class. But I accept that I also contributed to the situation yesterday because I find you so attractive."
She smiled at the compliment, and because she thought I understood what she was doing in back-pedalling out of the situation. "But I don't know that I am prepared to give up on History just yet, Janette."
I reached out and cupped her breast.
"Oh, Mark! No, we mustn't!" She tried to pull away, but I squeezed firmly and held her tit in my hand.
"I think Janette, that you owe me a little more than that. I fingered your pussy yesterday and you were very wet but then we were interrupted. I think it's time you paid me back."
I reached over with my other hand and took her wrist and pulled it to my tented lap. She held her hand firm at first, refusing to make the contact but I held her wrist and rotated it around the lump, stroking the outline of my cock.
I was now firmly fondling her full breast and the nipple was pushing into my palm. I quickly realised that her grip on my groin was increasing and she was starting to fondle the shape of my cock. I released her wrist and then leaned forward to slip my hands into her bra and hold both tits up. Her sexy lingerie slipped below her boobs and her nipples stood out to my grip as I rolled them between my thumbs and index fingers simultaneously.
I was caressing her openly as she fondled my hard cock through my pants. I leaned forward and stooped to her bosom and sucked in her left nipple and mouthed the firm flesh, licking around the dimpled areola, the taut flesh begging for more attention. I suckled on her wonderful tit and felt her flesh soften and fill my mouth.
"Oh my God! Ohhh! Oh, suck harder… please… "
I suckled like a baby only praying that some warm milk would spray from the rock-hard nipple that was elongated to the back of my mouth with the extra pulling I was giving it with my sucking. My cock was being squeezed firmly and I figured the lunch break wouldn't last forever. I leaned back and stood up, her tit plopping wetly from my mouth and looking red and angry from the attention. There I was in front of Ms S and I quickly flipped my belt buckle loose and unzipped. Shoving my pants down right in front of her face I told her, "Suck me!"
She was looking up into my eyes until I had dropped my pants and then she looked for the hard cock that she obviously wanted to see after feeling it as she had. There before her eyes was the outline of my cock straining against the thin material of her black lace panties from the day before.
She gasped aloud at the sight. I reached down and dragged the lacy material down to release my cock which sprang from its confines to full erection in front of her face. She was such a hungry slut that she just leaned over, grabbing the base of my shaft in her hand and fed the head of my engorged cock into her mouth. The searing heat was unbelievable as her lips wrapped around my shaft halfway down its seven inches. The suction was incredible and then she started to rock back and forth along the length, breathing me into her mouth.
I soon realised that her other hand had snaked into her panties and she was frigging her clit while she blew me. Her grip on my hard shaft eased as she moved her hand around and into the panties to fondle my tight balls. And then she did something I'd never experienced before, and my arousal built rapidly.
She slipped a finger under me to caress my bum hole with one finger while she dipped her head forward taking my full length to the back of her throat and as she withdrew, she dragged her teeth across the top and bottom of my shaft, increasing the sensation ten-fold. A second dip forward and my cock bottomed out in her throat again, and again her teeth nibbled my shaft all along its length.
Her constant moans told me she was close to cumming just as I'd heard yesterday but I didn't care because I could feel my seed building to explode. I tried to pull back so that I could spray on her tits but her teeth nearly tore me in half as she latched and sucked onto the rim of my cock head and sure enough I exploded. She sucked and moaned and the gyrations under us showed her fingers were pumping her wet cunt. Good luck to the kid who sat there after lunch!
She swallowed every drop and sucked until I softened. She pulled back and looked me in the eyes, licking her lips to catch a drop of cum that had escaped. Then she brought out her cum soaked hand from under her skirt and grasped my cock and carefully put it back into her panties. She stood up in front of me, her tits still falling from her bra and she raised her hand to my mouth and, as I licked it clean, she said, "Enjoy it, Mark. It really must be the last time."
I wasn't going to argue just now but I knew I had this woman in my palm, and I wasn't going to stop until I had fucked her weak!
"Yes, Miss," I said smiling as I reached down to hoist my pants up and then I heard the bell go for the end of lunch. "Hope you enjoyed lunch Miss. See you tomorrow."
She had re-arranged her blouse and was again the slutty professor. "Bye, Mark."
And again, I was gone through the door just as the next class was lining up - some of the younger kids were going into the cum-aroma filled class. They wouldn't have a clue, but she and I knew.
'Hmm, definitely see you tomorrow, Miss.'
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Hi awesome readers it's Beckyj1992 ^_^ thanks for the positive feedback on part 1 and I hope you all enjoy part two! Dinner is about as awkward as it can be as expected. Brett can feel her eyes on him....he is trying hard not to look at his student. Yes...his student that he was just fantasizing about as he made love to his wife. Wiping a bit of sweat off of his forehead " are you alright sweety?" Bella's beautiful voice bringing him back to reality he is about to give her a smile...
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It was funny being back in my old school, especially given that it was a Thursday evening. There was a dead feeling to the building, which wasn’t surprising as there were only twenty adults in the place, rather than 500 screaming kids. This was a school where I had only been a pupil, rather than a teacher. Things had been much simpler when I’d been a pupil. Life had been happy and carefree. I’d been lucky enough to have a great family and great friends surrounding me. And of course, I wouldn’t...
My women’s studies professor was a very popular teacher at my university. Emma Morgan was one of the younger professors and connected well with the students. I liked her classes because she was smart and engaged the students with interesting topics. I hated to miss her class, but I did one day when my car wouldn’t start. That brought me to her office for the first time. I went to apologize and see what I had missed. I knocked on her door. “Come in,” she said. I walked in and sat down facing...
It was wrong. There were no two ways about it. As a trainee teacher, any digression was liable to impact my entire career. But I couldn’t help myself. He was just that gorgeous. He wanted me and I wanted him but I should never have told him that. Never admitted to thinking about him after seeing him in the boy’s locker room, naked. It hadn’t been a big deal at the time but I’d become obsessed. I’d frigged myself over his tight teenage body twice a day for weeks and every time had been like...
Milford Boys Academy was not a typical private school. For one thing, it was incredibly isolated in a remote mountain region. Combined with its 5 year program, most students were enrolled for the duration and didn't leave school grounds in the entire curriculum period. The other thing which made the Academy different was the programs it offered; Milford Boys Academy was a School of Magic. Like most of the boys at the Academy, Brad had arrived after his powers manifested at age 16....
Eight o’clock couldn’t come soon enough for the three teachers, nor for the three college girls.Miss Logan knew that Emma would be arriving at her room any moment, as she sat on the bed in her nightdress knowing that she had on no knickers, and that as soon as Emma arrived, the nightdress would have to come off.Emma stood in the corridor outside the teacher's bedroom area and they all giggled as they knew that they were about to go in and spank once again their favourite teachers.Emma said,...
SpankingYes, okay, so I was Mrs. Miller's pet. Teachers pet. I liked her and we got along real well. And the past three years of high school i kept getting in her classes and for this final year I was her aide. It would be an easy A. Mrs. Miler was always nice to me and we talked alot. Nobody else liked her and she did not seem to like them either, but I did not care. Plus I getting all kinds of pussy from the girls, I mean tons of pussy. One of the girls I been working on invited me over to her...
You wake up your very own cat bed, on the bedroom floor next to daddy's own double bed. You're naked, apart from your tagged little collar with your name tag on it, and you're wearing a decent size plug in your tight little ass.. A plug with a long, fur tail on it... You've been sleeping well. Having some wet dreams... The room is hot enough that you can sleep comfortably naked, just like daddy does on the bed. You can feel the sticky wetness on your fingers, and you know you've touched...
You take my phone turn it off and tell me to Strip naked and put my clothes in trash bag on floor You ask if all my toys are in bag I brought I reply yes sir You hand me a eye mask and tell me to put it on then you grab my head an pull it to your lap and say suck my cock good and while you are sucking my cock, I want you to take and finger your pussy and get yourself wet for me. I do what you ask and finger my pussy while sucking your cock naked and blindfolded I don’t know where you...
Alexis Ferguson stood from the leather chair in her office suite overlookingdowntown Manhattan and placed a few papers from her large mahogany desk inthe attaché case beside her. She smoothed her ruffled Chanel suit anddeparted, making her way through the labyrinth of offices on her floor to theelevator. As a founder and senior partner in one of the city's largest firmsthe occupants of the various offices cleared a path when she passed. Afterexiting the building on Park Avenue, Alexis nodded at...