A SEXY TEACHER FOR GOOD SEX EDUCATION!!!
A SEXY TEACHER FOR GOOD SEX EDUCATION!!!
Hi, THE TEACHER It was an early spring day in Maine. Ms. Dange,
my English teacher, had just completed her lecture on contemporary
Indian literature. Throughout her talk, all I could see
were her boobs bouncing up and down inside her blouse. I
tried, but failed, to decide whether they were enclosed
in a bra or not. Sometimes they appeared to act independently,
other times they appeared to work in tandem. The indecision
did not really matter regardless of what contained them,
they looked great from my seat. Every move she made added
to my growing imagination of what I would like to do to her.
Not only her tits, but her ass how it flowed beneath her dress.
And that slight hump just above her crotch, promising delights
beyond my imagination if only they would all be exposed.
But I was only 15, and she must have been 27. There would never
be such a chance. The period bell ended my imagination.
Class was over, and another day ended. Scrambling to pull
myself back to reality, I knocked over the books on my desk.
By the time I had picked them all up, I was the last to leave
the classroom. Ms. Dange, looking at me in a strange manner,
drifted over to my desk. I noticed how engrossed you were
in my lecture today, Steve", she said. "Mind
sharing with me what was so fascinating?" As she said
this, she seated her self lightly on the top of the desk next
to mine. There was just the hint of a smile on her lips as she
waited for my answer. I didn't have a clue as to what
she was talking about during class. All of my attention
had been on her body, taking in every move and greedily soaking
up every hint of the body under her dress. It was the, awh,
the great way in which you presented today's material, "
I stammered. "Your presentation, your organization
of the study material just bowled me over". "You
sure it wasn't something else? All semester I've
noticed how much attention you pay to my lectures, yet you
barely pass your tests. And today, well, today I was sure
something else was on your mind". As she said this,
her hand moved her dress upward, dragging its edge just
over her knee and revealing a little of her lower thigh.
"Are you sure that something else wasn't on your
mind, like this?" With that statement, her hand moved
upward very quickly, lifting her dress clear off her legs
and revealing a glimpse of her entire leg, all the way up
to her panties. As quickly as she had lifted her dress, she
dropped it back again. I could feel my face flush over with
excitement and embarrassment. Here was what I had been
dreaming about, happening right in the classroom! "Well,
ugh, I guess you sort of found out about my secret. I was watching
your body, not listening to your lecture". Ms. Dange
smiled. I noticed that her face had a curious glow about
it, as if she, too, had been thinking about something. "What
about my body were you watching so closely that you could
not remember my lecture ", she teasingly asked. "Well,
to be honest, all of you. Your boobs, your ass, everything.
I'd watch your movements, and think about what you
looked like if you were undressed. I concentrated so much
on your body that I can't remember a thing that you talked
about in your lecture, " I blurted. Not knowing what
else to say but the truth, I continued. "As you would
walk, or move your arms, I could see your dress stretch against
one part of your body, then another. Each time some new part
of your body would be exposed, and that would even more to
my daydreams". "Stay right where you are!",
she said sharply. "I think you need a lesson in manners,
young man". With that said, she got up, walked straight
to the door, locked it and pulled down the shade.Walking
back to the middle of the room and stopping where she normally
would give her lectures, she turned and looked me straight
in the face. "Come up here, sit in the first seat right
in front of me, " she commanded. I quickly moved to
the front desk and sat down. What else could I do? I knew that
I'd said enough to get me into a lot of trouble. "Ms.
Dange, I didn't mean to get you angry! You asked me what
I was thinking about, and I told you! Please, if you won't
say anything to anyone about this, I promise not to stare
anymore". "This has gotten far out of hand,
young man. It cannot go on any longer. We're both going
to work this out now, today. When I get through with you,
you'll not fantasize any longer!". With that,
she moved closer to my desk. "I think it's about
time that you were taught a few lessons in life. And I'm
going to teach you". She lifted one leg and placed
her foot on the top of my desk. She pulled her skirt back,
almost to her waist, exposing again her leg all the way up
to her panties. "These, " she said, as her hands
lightly moved over her leg, "are nylons. They are
held up by this, a garter belt. Now - watch closely - they
are removed first by undoing this clip. Then you gently
roll the tops down, like this, until they are down around
the knee. At that point, you grasp the rolled top in both
hands and pull the nylon off, like this." Deftly,
she removed the nylon from the rest of her leg, leaving it
dangling over her shoe. "Please, take my shoe off
and remove the nylon from my foot, " she commanded.
I did exactly what she requested. My heart was throbbing
so hard, I thought it would explode. This was the first time
I had ever seen a woman remove her nylons in person. And it
excited me, all over. I could feel my dick starting to swell
and put pressure on my pants. She switched legs, exposing
the leg with the remaining nylon on it. "Now, let's
see if you learned your lesson. I want you to remove this
nylon from my leg without tearing it".I stretched
over and took hold of her garter belt. My hands were so shaky
that I had a hard time taking hold of the clasp on the garter
belt. When my fingers touched her thigh, all I could feel
was the silky smoothness of her leg. She placed her hand
gently on top of mine and said, "Easy now, don't
get nervous. Just take your time. We have all night. Remember,
be gentle and don't put a run in the nylon".I finally
released the nylon from the garter belt, rolled it exactly
as she had demonstrated, then pulled it down her leg. My
hands tingled every time they touched her leg. I took her
other shoe off, and removed the second nylon completely.
"That was excellent!", she exclaimed. "You've
earned yourself some extra credit." With that, she
moved over to the side of my desk, turning so her back was
to me and undoing her belt on her waist. Bending down slightly,
she directed me in my next task. "Now, take the zipper
and pull it down to my waist". I did as she asked. Turning
back to me, she next told me, "Stand up and put your
arms around me. Take the tops of my dress, and slide them
off my shoulders".I stood up and put my arms around
her. As I did that, I could feel her tits dig lightly into
my chest. Did they feel good! I pulled the dress off her shoulders
and held it as she removed her arms from the dress. "Pull
the dress down over my hips, then let it fall to the floor",
was my next instruction. I did it exactly as described,
and was rewarded with a full frontal view of her bra, tummy
and panties. My gauze locked onto her boobs, switching
from one to the other. I took in every detail, from the full
shape of her boobs which were just barely contained by the
cups on her bra to the two tits trying so hard to stick out
through the shear material encasing them. I moved my eyes
downward, glancing at her smooth, flat tummy, and noticing
the little white hairs, just barely visible, which ever
so lightly covered her stomach around her navel. I stopped
the downward movement of my stare when I reached her panties.
More specifically, when I got to her crotch. I could see
her cunt hair pushing up against the very thin panty material,
curly and dark. On both sides of her panties, close to the
tip of her clit, I saw that several black hairs had escaped
the elastic of the panties, and were exposed directly to
my view. Before I could look anymore, she stepped out of
her dress. As her legs moved, I watched in extreme fascination
as her panties rubbed against her crotch, and noticed that,
right between her legs, there was a wet spot which seemed
to grow as I watched. My own love tool was now throbbing against
my pants. Turning back to me, she continued the lesson.
"Now, it's your turn to get comfortable. I want
you to stand up, face me, and take off only your shirt and
trousers". More willingly than before, I quickly
complied with her request. Since I never wore undershirts,
I was left standing there in front of her dressed only in
my shorts. "My, what have we got growing there?"
she asked as she stared at my large cock. "Do you know
why it is so big? I'll tell you. It's because it's
getting ready to explore a little tunnel. You'll soon
find out, but not just yet!". With that, she motioned
that I should sit down again. "Now these, as you probably
know, are called breasts. And this", as she fingered
her bra, "is called a bra. Many women have to wear one
to keep their boobs from hanging down and not looking sexy.
I only wear one to prevent my tits from being revealed by
blouse all day long. You see, I don't really need the
bra to support my boobs - they hold up well without one".
With that statement, she removed her bra. Sure enough,
her boobs stood straight out without it! Bending forward
again, so her tits were right in front of my face, she added
another wrinkle to my lesson. "Open your mouth, and,
gently, take one of tits into it, and suck on it". I
did, following her instructions completely. Unconsciously,
my hands went to her boob, circled it, and pushed it deeper
into my mouth. Without any additional instructions, I
licked and nibbled her tit. I could feel it swell even further
in my mouth as I played with it. Ms. Dange leaned into my face,
increasing the pressure on her boob as I squeezed harder.
I noticed that she was now breathing rather deeply, and
that there was a slight quiver in her body. "Now, the
other one. Switch to the other one - quickly!", she
said, in a husky voice. I repeated my actions on her other
tit, and again felt it swell in my mouth as I played with it.
Her arms, which had been resting on my shoulders, started
to push downwards, forcing my mouth off her tits and down
her stomach. As I approached her panties, my nose detected
a faint, earthly aroma. It was coming from her cunt. As I
got closer, the smell increased. It was the most stimulating
smell I ever had sniffed. Her hands left my shoulders, grabbed
the tops of her panties and garter belt, and pulled them
off. All of the sudden, there was nothing separating her
cunt from my mouth except air! I was staring straight at
her bare cunt. She thrust her hips towards my face, forcing
me to accept her cunt into my mouth. Remembering what I had
done to her tits, I started kissing her cunt hairs. Soon,
my tongue found that little bump of flesh located right
at the front of her cunt. I started to stroke it with my tongue.
"That ... that is my clit, " she gasped, "it
is one of the two pleasure keys on a female. Suck it harder
... harder!", she cried, as she spread her legs wider
to let me get a better angle. As I kissed her clit, I could
feel that she was wet all over her legs. I stopped briefly
to taste this fluid, and fought that it tasted very sweet.
I licked it from her thighs, and followed it upward until
again my tongue was centered on her clit. This movement
elicited a more audible groan from her."Take your
finger, move it next to your mouth, and, sliding it along
my crack, find my cunt-hole", she exclaimed in a really
husky voice. "Then stick it into my love hole while
you continue to tongue my clit", she exclaimed in
a voice nearly choking with desire. I found her love hole.
Sticking my finger into it, I suddenly realized that this
was the source of those sweet tasting love juices. But,
before I could explore that fact further, Ms. Malone started
to move her whole lower body against my face. Her stomach
muscles started to contract, then expand, as she seemed
to try and swallow my finger with her cunt. Her hips swayed
back and forth, pushing her cunt against my finger and her
clit against my tongue"Move your finger in and out
slowly", she told me. As I did so, I realized that her
body movements became synchronized to my finger movements.
The faster I moved my finger, the faster her body responded.
By now, her breathing had become very audible. In fact,
she was panting as if she had just completed a long run. I
tried to stop and pull my face away from her love mound, but
she pushed it right back, so I continued to finger her love
hole and lick her clit, doing it harder and faster all the
time. Her breathing now was a rasping intake of air. Her
body was jerking around so much that I wondered how she could
remain standing. "This, T H I S, is a woman CCCC UUU
MMM III NNN GGG!", she yelled, as her body jerked violently
up and down in front of my face. I suddenly felt my hand becoming
drenched in her love juices, as they nearly squirted from
her hole. I tried to suck it all up, but she moved too wildly
for me to follow with my mouth. Her inner thighs became drenched
with that great tasting wetness. I licked that sweetness
from her thighs and her cunt as best I could once she slowed
down. My ministrations to her thighs seemed to work. After
a few moments, she calmed down. I could feel a keen sweat
on her body, especially the small of her back. She pushed
me back from her, still shaking noticeably. "I think
that you may just pass this exam", she said, still
breathing heavy. "But there is one section left for
you to complete". Taking my hand in hers, she pulled
me up from the desk, so that the two of us faced each other.
She started to squat, letting her hands flow down my back,
stopping briefly at the elastic band of my shorts just to
get a firm hold on them, then continuing down my legs, dragging
my underwear with them and exposing my cock. "This",
she said, staring at my erect cock "looks like something
I must examine closely." And examine closely she
did, taking it in her mouth, licking the tip of my cock with
her tongue. I could feel my Dick, which I thought was as big
as I'd ever felt, get even larger and harder. The harder
it got, the more she tried to stuff in it her mouth. My hips
started to move with her mouth, and gradually I shoved my
huge prick deeper and deeper into her mouth. I couldn't
believe it, but she was able to get nearly all of it in. Her
lips contracted around my shaft, and exerted more pleasurable
force around it than I had ever been able to do when I jacked
myself off. Simultaneously, her tongue continued to work
on my tip, getting me very excited. I could feel the pressure
growing, and swore that my balls got larger the longer she
sucked me. I knew that I could not hold on much longer, and
tried to get my cock out of her mouth before I exploded. But
try as I might, she wouldn't let me withdraw. In fact,
her hands circled my hips and forced me all the way into her
mouth. I couldn't hold it any longer. I exploded into
her mouth, feeling my sperm shoot out in spurts. I could
feel her sucking even harder, draining every drop out of
my cock. I couldn't do anything, and let it just flow
out, drowning her in my cum. When she felt there was nothing
left, she slowly withdrew my cock from her mouth, dragging
her lips over my shaft, then my cock head, and finally licking
the very tip of my cock with her tongue as she completely
withdrew it. She stayed down for a few seconds longer, waiting
and watching my Dick. As it started to shrink, and little
more cum started to drip out. She quickly licked it away
with her tongue. Finally, when I was again limp and small,
she got up, hugged and kissed me, and whispered, "You
are a good student. I think you'll pass this exam."
With that, she released me. As she dressed herself, I picked
up my clothes and put them back on. Just before I left the
room, she turned to me and said, "You'd better
start paying attention in class. If you don't, then
I'll have to keep you after school again, and again,
and again, until you pass the final exam"
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