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Seducing My Son’s Teacher
My name is Julie, blonde, 25, with a body that I exercise daily. My husband of five years died leaving me a wealthy woman. I now do what I want, when I want. With all this I have a trail of hopeful partners.
Tony, my son introduces me to the headmaster at a science evening exhibition. All of the lads, some of the girls and especially the Headmaster drool over my tight fitting red dress. As I bend over to study Tony’s exhibit and hear the explanation, the headmaster moves in close to checkout my braless cleavage but Tony shy’s away. I’ve embarrassed him turning up in such a provocative dress. The science mistress happily moves in close and while explaining the intricate details, also checks me out; Tony just blushes.
Miss James saves me from the clutches of the Headmaster and as she walks me out into the fresh air she asks, “How do you not show a panty line in that dress?” I look at her and smile. “No! Surly you didn’t come to school without…” I rest a finger on her lips and suggest, “Dinner tonight? I will pick you up at 8.30,” I give her my sexiest smile and continue, “and if you play your cards right I may let you unwrap me and find out for yourself. Here’s my card, text me with your address.” Not waiting for an answer I strut over to my Aston Martin and shimmy into the grey leather seat. As I pull out Miss James is still standing open mouthed and holding my card. Only one minute passes when my phone pings. Glancing down I see an address and I have to pull over. I wriggle my tight red dress up to my waist so that my wet pussy doesn’t mark my dress.
I book my regular table at a quiet hotel, while on the phone I set up meetings for the next couple of days. My mind wanders back to the demure Miss James and the plans I have for our pleasure.
My Aston purrs up to Miss James as she appears on the footpath. I like punctual people. The door opens and as the internal light comes on, I watch her modest skirt ride high up her thigh exposing a shapely pair of legs. Miss James has freshened up but not had time to change.
Miss James only catches a glimpse of my pussy peeking out from under my dress before the light goes out. I can now smell my sexual arousal seeping from my open and exposed pussy. We’re chatting like long lost friends as I pull into the hotel carpark. Exiting the car my dress exposes my pussy to anyone looking my way – the car does attract the initial stares from the men until they see me! Pulling my dress down and straightening the fabric I glance at Miss James, and smile.
Taking her hand I confidently stride towards the entrance. The Maître d recognising me welcomes us and we immediately are shown to our ‘quite’ table. The Maître d calls over a waiter and withdraws wishing us a pleasant time. I once more slide my dress up so my naughty pussy only wets my seat. After studying the menu we easily decide on a light salad starter with duck pate. To follow we both take a fish dish. My figure will not allow a desert, not because of the calories but because sex on a full stomach is less fun! The Sommelier pops up from nowhere. The decision is simple; Champaign. The waiter returns to move the cutlery around and lay out fish knives. With a flair he snaps Miss James’ serviette and d****s it over her lap before moving around to me. ‘Snap’ goes the serviette and as I absentmindedly lean back the waiter d****s it over my nice bald pussy. For the first time tonight he has trouble asking, “Can…..can I get you ladies anything else?” I give him my knowing smile and he’s on his way to the next customer but not before taking one last glance at me.
The Champaign is having its effect on Miss James as I top her glass regularly. Miss James is, along with the waiter fascinated with the state of my nipples poking through my dress. With each girly giggle they rub against my dress, ensuring that they stay prominent. We decline the desert and cheese.
I spoke to the Maître d earlier this evening when booking the table and arranged for a room for the night. He came over and slid the key across under the bill and after I signed it, he helped pull my chair out. He too enjoyed the view on my pussy before my tantalising hem line falls to a modest length and I stand. He, being a man of the world shows no sign of embarrassment, only professionalism. The bulge in his trouser he could not hide.
Miss James starts to move towards the exit, not seeing me pick up the key. While holding her hand I stop at the elevator and press UP. “I haven’t even got a toothbrush” she says slightly embarrassed. I say nothing as the door opens and I gently tug her in. As soon as the door closes I turn her to face me and take a kiss. My hands clasp her waist. Eventually she responds as her hand tentatively rests on my shoulder. The door pings open and taking her hand, I move out of the elevator but Miss James doesn’t move. Her head drops as she confesses, “I’ve never been to bed with a girl before.” “I have. It’ll be fun. You’ll see.” Miss James doesn’t move but as the doors pings to close I give a firm pull. Wrapping an arm around her we search for our room.
She’s still reluctant as I open the door but cautiously follows me in. I take, it was not given, another kiss. Gradually I can feel her start to melt. Turning around I ask, “Would you mind doing the zipper?” I stand still while millions of thoughts go through her brain. Deciding she moves forward and slides the zip down. She stops at the end of the zip which is a couple of inches below my waist.
I peel the dress off and fold it over a nearby chair. Slowly turning I see her ogling my ass. Her eyes swap as my pussy is exposed to her sight. Eventually her eyes wander over my flat stomach and slows as she visually appreciates my breasts, which I’m very proud of. I say, “Miss James.” And her eyes flick to mine. She starts to turn saying, “I’m not sure I can….” Taking her hand I move her towards the bed and start undoing her sensible school clothes. Miss James starts to say something so I take another kiss. I follow her as she starts backing up until she reaches the bed. Unable to move away further I kiss more forcibly. By now her school dress is on the floor and her bra is already on its way to join it. I dip my head and taking a nipple in my mouth I start to enjoy Miss James. Her hands hold me firmly to her 36c boobs which allows me to ease her knickers down without further objections.
Both naked, I lead her into the en-suite and turn the shower on. Spread out beside the sink are two toothbrushes and paste, along with soaps and other toiletries that I had requested. Miss James slips into the shower closely followed by me, with the soap. I lavishly soap her boobs taking time to excite her nipples. We passionately kiss as I wash her pussy and ass. Miss James shudders as I clean every crevice between her legs. Once I’ve washed Miss James I direct the shower jets onto her engorged clit and as I find my mark her knees buckle. Miss James is really enjoying this treatment. I support her as her first minor orgasm ripples through her.
She pulls my head tight to her lips as she forcefully kisses me for the first time. As her tongue eases between my lips, I suck it like a dick. While this is going on I insert a finger into her pussy easily locating her g-spot. I couldn’t resist firmly rubbing it. Miss James drops a hand from my boob and grabs my fingering hand. I thought initially to stop me but she holds it firmly in place so she could reach an orgasm. She faints and I just manage to catch her as she’s overcome from her orgasm. Struggling I carry her to the bed and dry her before I shower myself. I return to a sleeping Miss James but I wasn’t going to let her sleep the night away.
I pull the covers off of her naked body and enjoy her hour glass figure. Her trimmed landing strip points the way to wake her. Her labia are swollen and her clit’s hood is just protecting its pearl. Sliding one of her shapely legs over the edge of the bed causes her pussy to be pulled open. My pussy is throbbing from neglect. I move over Miss James on my hands and knees until my pussy is directly over her face and my lips suck her clit into my mouth. I probe and lick her intimate areas and as I dip a finger into her honey pot; she stirs. Her hands cautiously holds my hips and pull them down. An uncertain tongue strokes my clit causing me to let out an encouraging moan. Miss James grows in confidence and soon she has to hold me firmly in position, as I writhe on her tongue. She holds me close until my orgasm subsides.
As we calm down we spoon with my arm d****d over her shoulder, casually toying with her nipple. Encouraging her she rolls onto her back, she allows me to kiss her. As our kisses become more passionate I wayward my hand explores her curves. Eventually my hands rest on her pussy. Her head rolls back opening her mouth, allowing moans of pleasure to escape. As my fingers expertly teases her clit she starts to respond. Her hips soon starts bucking.
Swiftly I slip my pussy against her thigh and hers to mine. We grind happily as our hands explores each other’s bodies. Miss James copies my actions. Realising this I grope her how I like to be used. This soon has us both on the verge. I’m caught off guard as she slaps my boob; hard. The pain surges straight to my pussy causing me to freeze. I am unable to move as my body builds rapidly towards its orgasm. Then Miss James takes charge. She pushes me over onto my back. Her legs are already between mine preventing me from protecting my exposed mound.
With her teeth nibbling my nipples she strikes my bald pussy hard. I jump with surprise and pain. Miss James then rapidly spanks my pussy and just as I’m about to cum, she stops. “For fuck sake…Don’t stop….fuck me…pleeeease.” Miss James rams two fingers into my pussy before forcefully finger fucking. “Oh fuck yes…yes..oh fuck…yesssss.” My pussy squirts over Miss James’ hands.
“For someone who has never been with a girls, you haven’t done bad for your first attempt, Miss James.” Blushing she coyly says, “I did just what I wanted to be done to me.” Know I know!
Smiling she rests her head on my heaving boobs.
After a short rest I soon have her tired, bent over the end of the bed. I’ve secured her with some stockings I had sent up for tomorrow. They will be better used tonight.
I hope you enjoyed this story.
Regards
Jack.
My name is Julie, blonde, 25, with a body that I exercise daily. My husband of five years died leaving me a wealthy woman. I now do what I want, when I want. With all this I have a trail of hopeful partners.
Tony, my son introduces me to the headmaster at a science evening exhibition. All of the lads, some of the girls and especially the Headmaster drool over my tight fitting red dress. As I bend over to study Tony’s exhibit and hear the explanation, the headmaster moves in close to checkout my braless cleavage but Tony shy’s away. I’ve embarrassed him turning up in such a provocative dress. The science mistress happily moves in close and while explaining the intricate details, also checks me out; Tony just blushes.
Miss James saves me from the clutches of the Headmaster and as she walks me out into the fresh air she asks, “How do you not show a panty line in that dress?” I look at her and smile. “No! Surly you didn’t come to school without…” I rest a finger on her lips and suggest, “Dinner tonight? I will pick you up at 8.30,” I give her my sexiest smile and continue, “and if you play your cards right I may let you unwrap me and find out for yourself. Here’s my card, text me with your address.” Not waiting for an answer I strut over to my Aston Martin and shimmy into the grey leather seat. As I pull out Miss James is still standing open mouthed and holding my card. Only one minute passes when my phone pings. Glancing down I see an address and I have to pull over. I wriggle my tight red dress up to my waist so that my wet pussy doesn’t mark my dress.
I book my regular table at a quiet hotel, while on the phone I set up meetings for the next couple of days. My mind wanders back to the demure Miss James and the plans I have for our pleasure.
My Aston purrs up to Miss James as she appears on the footpath. I like punctual people. The door opens and as the internal light comes on, I watch her modest skirt ride high up her thigh exposing a shapely pair of legs. Miss James has freshened up but not had time to change.
Miss James only catches a glimpse of my pussy peeking out from under my dress before the light goes out. I can now smell my sexual arousal seeping from my open and exposed pussy. We’re chatting like long lost friends as I pull into the hotel carpark. Exiting the car my dress exposes my pussy to anyone looking my way – the car does attract the initial stares from the men until they see me! Pulling my dress down and straightening the fabric I glance at Miss James, and smile.
Taking her hand I confidently stride towards the entrance. The Maître d recognising me welcomes us and we immediately are shown to our ‘quite’ table. The Maître d calls over a waiter and withdraws wishing us a pleasant time. I once more slide my dress up so my naughty pussy only wets my seat. After studying the menu we easily decide on a light salad starter with duck pate. To follow we both take a fish dish. My figure will not allow a desert, not because of the calories but because sex on a full stomach is less fun! The Sommelier pops up from nowhere. The decision is simple; Champaign. The waiter returns to move the cutlery around and lay out fish knives. With a flair he snaps Miss James’ serviette and d****s it over her lap before moving around to me. ‘Snap’ goes the serviette and as I absentmindedly lean back the waiter d****s it over my nice bald pussy. For the first time tonight he has trouble asking, “Can…..can I get you ladies anything else?” I give him my knowing smile and he’s on his way to the next customer but not before taking one last glance at me.
The Champaign is having its effect on Miss James as I top her glass regularly. Miss James is, along with the waiter fascinated with the state of my nipples poking through my dress. With each girly giggle they rub against my dress, ensuring that they stay prominent. We decline the desert and cheese.
I spoke to the Maître d earlier this evening when booking the table and arranged for a room for the night. He came over and slid the key across under the bill and after I signed it, he helped pull my chair out. He too enjoyed the view on my pussy before my tantalising hem line falls to a modest length and I stand. He, being a man of the world shows no sign of embarrassment, only professionalism. The bulge in his trouser he could not hide.
Miss James starts to move towards the exit, not seeing me pick up the key. While holding her hand I stop at the elevator and press UP. “I haven’t even got a toothbrush” she says slightly embarrassed. I say nothing as the door opens and I gently tug her in. As soon as the door closes I turn her to face me and take a kiss. My hands clasp her waist. Eventually she responds as her hand tentatively rests on my shoulder. The door pings open and taking her hand, I move out of the elevator but Miss James doesn’t move. Her head drops as she confesses, “I’ve never been to bed with a girl before.” “I have. It’ll be fun. You’ll see.” Miss James doesn’t move but as the doors pings to close I give a firm pull. Wrapping an arm around her we search for our room.
She’s still reluctant as I open the door but cautiously follows me in. I take, it was not given, another kiss. Gradually I can feel her start to melt. Turning around I ask, “Would you mind doing the zipper?” I stand still while millions of thoughts go through her brain. Deciding she moves forward and slides the zip down. She stops at the end of the zip which is a couple of inches below my waist.
I peel the dress off and fold it over a nearby chair. Slowly turning I see her ogling my ass. Her eyes swap as my pussy is exposed to her sight. Eventually her eyes wander over my flat stomach and slows as she visually appreciates my breasts, which I’m very proud of. I say, “Miss James.” And her eyes flick to mine. She starts to turn saying, “I’m not sure I can….” Taking her hand I move her towards the bed and start undoing her sensible school clothes. Miss James starts to say something so I take another kiss. I follow her as she starts backing up until she reaches the bed. Unable to move away further I kiss more forcibly. By now her school dress is on the floor and her bra is already on its way to join it. I dip my head and taking a nipple in my mouth I start to enjoy Miss James. Her hands hold me firmly to her 36c boobs which allows me to ease her knickers down without further objections.
Both naked, I lead her into the en-suite and turn the shower on. Spread out beside the sink are two toothbrushes and paste, along with soaps and other toiletries that I had requested. Miss James slips into the shower closely followed by me, with the soap. I lavishly soap her boobs taking time to excite her nipples. We passionately kiss as I wash her pussy and ass. Miss James shudders as I clean every crevice between her legs. Once I’ve washed Miss James I direct the shower jets onto her engorged clit and as I find my mark her knees buckle. Miss James is really enjoying this treatment. I support her as her first minor orgasm ripples through her.
She pulls my head tight to her lips as she forcefully kisses me for the first time. As her tongue eases between my lips, I suck it like a dick. While this is going on I insert a finger into her pussy easily locating her g-spot. I couldn’t resist firmly rubbing it. Miss James drops a hand from my boob and grabs my fingering hand. I thought initially to stop me but she holds it firmly in place so she could reach an orgasm. She faints and I just manage to catch her as she’s overcome from her orgasm. Struggling I carry her to the bed and dry her before I shower myself. I return to a sleeping Miss James but I wasn’t going to let her sleep the night away.
I pull the covers off of her naked body and enjoy her hour glass figure. Her trimmed landing strip points the way to wake her. Her labia are swollen and her clit’s hood is just protecting its pearl. Sliding one of her shapely legs over the edge of the bed causes her pussy to be pulled open. My pussy is throbbing from neglect. I move over Miss James on my hands and knees until my pussy is directly over her face and my lips suck her clit into my mouth. I probe and lick her intimate areas and as I dip a finger into her honey pot; she stirs. Her hands cautiously holds my hips and pull them down. An uncertain tongue strokes my clit causing me to let out an encouraging moan. Miss James grows in confidence and soon she has to hold me firmly in position, as I writhe on her tongue. She holds me close until my orgasm subsides.
As we calm down we spoon with my arm d****d over her shoulder, casually toying with her nipple. Encouraging her she rolls onto her back, she allows me to kiss her. As our kisses become more passionate I wayward my hand explores her curves. Eventually my hands rest on her pussy. Her head rolls back opening her mouth, allowing moans of pleasure to escape. As my fingers expertly teases her clit she starts to respond. Her hips soon starts bucking.
Swiftly I slip my pussy against her thigh and hers to mine. We grind happily as our hands explores each other’s bodies. Miss James copies my actions. Realising this I grope her how I like to be used. This soon has us both on the verge. I’m caught off guard as she slaps my boob; hard. The pain surges straight to my pussy causing me to freeze. I am unable to move as my body builds rapidly towards its orgasm. Then Miss James takes charge. She pushes me over onto my back. Her legs are already between mine preventing me from protecting my exposed mound.
With her teeth nibbling my nipples she strikes my bald pussy hard. I jump with surprise and pain. Miss James then rapidly spanks my pussy and just as I’m about to cum, she stops. “For fuck sake…Don’t stop….fuck me…pleeeease.” Miss James rams two fingers into my pussy before forcefully finger fucking. “Oh fuck yes…yes..oh fuck…yesssss.” My pussy squirts over Miss James’ hands.
“For someone who has never been with a girls, you haven’t done bad for your first attempt, Miss James.” Blushing she coyly says, “I did just what I wanted to be done to me.” Know I know!
Smiling she rests her head on my heaving boobs.
After a short rest I soon have her tired, bent over the end of the bed. I’ve secured her with some stockings I had sent up for tomorrow. They will be better used tonight.
I hope you enjoyed this story.
Regards
Jack.
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