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The Teacher

10/23/2011

Karen was unaccustomed to dealing with high school teenagers.
With her degree in education, she had planned on teaching
at the middle school grade levels, liking that age of the
developing teens. But the nearby middle schools had very
little turnover and the only positions available were
at the high school. It was either take the job of teaching
high school science or consider going to a middle school
that involved over an hour's drive in busy traffic
to get there.


Having been married for three years, Karen and Bill T had
saved as much as they could and just purchased a home in this
nice suburban area. Karen thought it would be so nice to
teach in the nearby area but had been disappointed to learn
of the limited vacancies in the two nearby middle schools,
especially with their one year old child being at a sitter's
home a mile from where they lived. Thus, she decided to keep
her applications active at the middle schools, letting
the principals know that she would teach at the local high
school till an opening arose.


Karen T, age 26 with long silky blonde hair, in her petite
frame of 5'3" 114 lbs. could easily pass for one
of students in the high school. Even in her interview with
the high school principal, she would have been mistaken
for one of the students if she had not dressed in a neat skirt
and blouse, with her 3" heels. Had she dressed in a
ragged blouse, jeans and sneakers, she would definitely
have been mistaken as a student.


Although she was quite nervous in teaching the high school
level, everything seemed to go well that first week of school.
There was only one boy, or rather a young man, who had caught
her attention from the first day and his presence in class
bothered her. He was in her last class of the day and the way
he looked at her made her body quiver in weakness. She learned
that his name was Jim Rawlings, age 17, who appeared to be
quite popular around campus. Then she learned that he was
the star quarterback of the football team and the teenage
girls just swooned over him.


It was not that Jim Rawlings was disrespectful in any way,
it was just the way he stared at her and how self- confident
he appeared to be. What bothered Karen was how similar this
young man was to her first teenage love when she had been
in high school. She had fallen head over heels in love with
the teenage stud who had also been the quarterback of the
high school football team. It just seemed that they had
the identical same traits, the self-confidence that made
her go weak in the knees.


As it was a week night, Karen knew that Bill would normally
be too tired for any intimacies but she desperately needed
to get some sexual relief. In bed, she snuggled up to her
husband and reached over to caress his manhood. But Bill
just muttered that he was exhausted and just too tired.
Frustrated, Karen lay back and a moment later she was listening
to her husband snoring.


Under the covers, in the darkness of the night, Karen first
pictured her first boyfriend in her mind and how she had
fallen for him. She dreamt of how she had lay naked with her
teenage love and how he had introduced her to the joys of
sex. Closing her eyes, she reached down to let her fingers
wander under her silky panties to touch her sensitive slit.
Never before had she found the need to play with herself,
but tonight she needed to quell the itch between her thighs.
Her body began to shiver in excitement as she touched her
sensitive clit, rubbing it as her body shuddered in search
for the relief she desperately needed. But as her body quivered
in the throes of a mild orgasm, it was the picture of young
Jim Rawlings floating in her mind.


Panting for breathe, her body relaxing after achieving
the much needed orgasm, Karen slipped out of bed to make
her way to the bathroom. The crotch of her panties was sopping
wet with her love juices and she needed to change if she was
to get any sleep. She felt so guilty at what she had done,
not for masturbating to relief herself but for having pictured
her teenage student as the lover who was giving her the needed
joy.


The next day at school, Karen blushed when she gazed upon
Jim Rawlings as he entered her classroom. Quickly she lowered
her gaze as he turned to look at her. She felt the blood rushing
through her entire body and just hoped that she was not blushing
from embarrassment. Fortunately there were about five
more minutes before class was to begin, giving her time
to compose herself.


Jim had in fact noticed his beautiful teacher quickly turning
away when he had looked in her direction. The way she blushed,
he knew that she felt some attraction to him. He was happy
that the feeling was mutual for he just couldn't stop
staring at her beauty. How he had dreamt of her each night
when he went to bed. How he had jacked off, imagining he was
naked in bed with her. Jim knew he could get any girl in the
high school that he chose but the high school girls seemed
so immature. It was the beautiful Mrs. T that turned him
on with her maturity and beautiful dress.


When class began, Karen assigned an in class writing project
that would keep the students occupied. She just felt too
nervous to teach on this day, nervous at what had taken place
the night before. She watched as all the students groaned
at the assignment, then get busy writing. She pretended
to be reading at her desk but she couldn't help but notice
that from the back of the room Jim Rawlings kept stealing
glances up at her.


Karen swallowed hard as she observed the normally confident
young man look a bit flustered, squirming a bit from time
to time in order to adjust the bulge in his crotch. She could
tell that he seemed a bit flustered today, so much different
from his normal self. She swallowed hard as she saw him adjust
his pants again, pulling at the bulge in his crotch.


Fifteen minutes later, Karen glanced up to see Jim with
his eyes closed while taking deep breaths. She was worried
about him, wondering if he was in fact ill. Not wanting the
other students to notice Jim's situation, she merely
got up from her desk and slowly walked about the class, looking
down at some of the papers being written, then she was in
the back of the room near the handsome teenager.


All Jim could think about was the lovely Mrs. T, how mature
and sexy she was in her neat skirt, blouse, and white heels.
He just couldn't do the assignment, his mind only filled
with the sexy images of his beautiful teacher. His cock
was throbbing, threatening to burst through his tight
fitting jeans. His eyes closed, wishing he could be with
her, to somehow find a way to merely touch her.


Total lost in his dreams, Jim was unaware that his beautiful
teacher had gotten up from her desk and was nearing him.
He had been with many a teenage girl never with anyone like
the woman of his dreams. He was suddenly startled by the
soft tender touch upon his shoulder and the sexy voice of
Mrs. T asking "Are you feeling okay, Jim?"


Karen gasped softly as she felt the handsome teenage body
shiver upon her touch. She swallowed deeply as it was the
same type of shiver that she had felt coursing through her
husband's body when he reached his peak and climaxed.
What shocked her was what she had observed on the paper before
he moved his arms to cover it up. It had read 'I love you,
Mrs. T!' With Jim nodding that he was fine, Karen nervously
continued walking about the other end of the classroom.



Finally making her way back to her desk, Karen sat back down
and pretended to read again. But she couldn't help
but to sneak a glance up at the handsome young man in the back
of the room. Seeing him, she let one hand slip below the desktop
and rested it on her thigh. She knew she should stoop but
slowly her hand crept up to her silky panties, touching
her sensitive slit, causing an immediate shiver shooting
through her body as a mild orgasm coursed through her.


When the bell sounded that class was over, the students
filed up to put their papers into the tray, face down. The
last one to pass her desk was the embarrassed Jim Rawlings.
Karen noticed that he held his books in a manner that covered
the front of his jeans. She wondered if in fact her touch
had made him cum in his pants and that he was trying to cover
himself up. When the classroom was empty, Karen grabbed
the stack of papers and looked at the one on top, the one that
was placed there by the handsome teen. She gulped as she
read the contents "Mrs. T, I'm sorry!"
and it was signed by the young teen.


Meanwhile, Jim quickly made his way to the locker room at
the fieldhouse to get ready for football practice. Fortunately,
he kept an extra pair of jockeys in his locker for when he
needed to change after practice. He needed to change out
of his cum-soaked jockeys and to let the wet spot in his jeans
dry out. He was worried about what Mrs. T thought of him,
embarrassed at what had occurred in the classroom, knowing
that she must have seen what he had written when she had leaned
next to him. But now he felt some relief in the fact that she
was aware of his love for her.


Unable to concentrate, Karen had to get out of the classroom,
needing to get out of the school. Packing up her books, she
grabbed her purse and made her way out of the school and into
her car. As she drove towards her home, she did not take her
normal route but instead took the longer way home, using
the route that would take her pass the football field. She
shivered as she observed the star quarterback throwing
the ball a long distance to one of his receivers. Taking
a deep breath, she stepped on the gas pedal and made the drive
home.


It was a short drive home but to Karen it seemed like it was
taking an hour. Instead of stopping to pick up her young
child from the sitter, she passed the sitter's home
and drove up into her driveway. Picturing the handsome
teen in her mind, she let her hand wander over her blouse
to cup a breast, then touched her sensitive nipple. Once
she had parked her car in the garage, she entered the privacy
of her home and quickly made her way to the master bedroom.
Closing the door, she kicked off her heels, then peeled
of her blouse. Closing her eyes, she let her hands wander
over her trim belly, then up to her breasts. Pushing her
lacy bra up and over her breasts, she fingered her sensitive
nipples, all the while pretending that it was the handsome
teen that was touching her so intimately.


Quickly, Karen stripped off her skirt and her lacy panties,
panties that were sopping wet at the crotch. She lay back
upon the king-sized bed, then arched her hips up into her
teasing fingers, moaning "Jimmy …….ohhhhh,
Jimmyyyyy!" Her body tensed, shuddered in an orgasm,
then finally her body began to relax as she settled back
onto the bed. She lay there panting to catch her breath,
feeling the wave of shame and humiliation that now began
to overtake her emotions. Here she was happily married
with a beautiful little girl, yet she had just masturbated
herself to a climax while wishing it was the handsome teenage
stud caressing her body. She felt so guilty as got back into
her clothing, then left the home to pick up her little girl.



That evening, Karen cooked a nice roast for her husband,
overridden with guilty that she had even thought of someone
other than him. She knew her husband loved her very much
but only wished he would be more romantic and take her whenever
he wanted, take her like a 'real man' would, like
she knew the handsome teenager would if given the opportunity.



The next day, Friday, Karen watched as the time slowly moved
along. How she longed to have her last class of the day, the
class that the handsome teen was in, causing her to clench
her thighs together to quell the itch emanating from between
them. Finally the students of her last class began to file
into the classroom. As the bell sounded for the start of
class, she looked up and was disappointed to see the empty
chair in the back of the classroom. Then she noticed that
several other male students were also missing. Inquiring
with some other students, Karen was reminded that this
was Football Friday, where the players were excused from
attending the last class period to prepare for the game.



Using her cell phone, Karen called her husband to ask if
he'd like to go to the football game that evening, telling
him that she'd have the neighbor next door sit their
daughter for the evening. Bill enjoyed football games,
especially pro-football for which he and his buddies had
season tickets to every home game. Karen was relieved that
Bill had agreed to accompany her to the game, now she would
have the opportunity to see her handsome student in action.



Sitting at the edge of the bleachers, next to where the players
would run onto the field, Karen looked down as the team began
to gather at the opening. She had looked at the player roster
and looked intently for #11, the star quarterback of the
team and her handsome stud of a student. She did not have
far to look as he was obviously a leader on the team and in
the first row of players below her. Then she saw him look
up in her direction and give her a small wave. Karen smiled
and waved her secretively with her hand that was in front
of her, hidden from her husband.


The two teams were supposedly a toss-up as to which was predicted
to win. But Jim had his best game ever and led the team to a
runaway victory. He had that extra stimulation to perform
well when he had come out off the tunnel. How he wanted to
impress the woman of his dreams and had certainly done so
on this night.


Throughout that weekend, all Karen could think about was
the handsome hulk that she had watched intently during
the game. She knew it was entirely wrong to think of her teenage
student in such a manner but she just could not shake the
image of the handsome young man from her mind. Besides,
she told herself that it was just a case of puppy love on his
part, something that many teens go through with their infatuation
with their teachers. In spite of it all, she longed to see
him again in her classroom.


In his room, Jim lay in bed during the weekend, constantly
thinking of his lovely teacher. He pictured how lovely
she had looked as he had been about to run onto the field.
The sight of her beauty had his blood pumping through his
entire body and had him charged up throughout the entire
game. Running off the field in victory, he returned her
discreet wave to him.


On Monday, as her last class of the day commenced, Karen
and her handsome student exchanged knowing glances and
brief smiles to one another. Karen had long to have this
last class so she could gaze upon the handsome young man
that was in love with her. But she knew she could never encourage
such a thing, especially since she was happily married
with a child and besides that she was the young man's
teacher. Still, she couldn't help fantasizing being
up close to the handsome teen, feeling his muscular arms
around her. Once the class began, time just flew by and the
bell sounded for the end of school, sending all the students
rushing to the doorway.


When the bell rang, Karen had been standing in front of the
classroom, going over a portion of the study material.
She bid the students goodbye as they made a mad rush to the
doors, announcing for the last one through each door to
lock it. With the students leaving, Karen turned and walked
to the blackboard to erase what had been written earlier.
Once the doors to the classroom closed, all was silent in
her classroom as she began erasing the blackboards. She
took a deep breath, glad that she had managed to see the handsome
teen again.


In her preoccupation with her thoughts while erasing the
blackboards, she had not checked to see that everyone had
in fact departed from her classroom. It was the very teen
who handsome features filled her mind that had remained
in the classroom, taking in the sight of her sexy body as
she had to reach up to get to the top of the blackboards. She
froze to the spot when a voice just behind her asked "Can
I help you do that, Mrs. T?" The voice of the handsome
teen of her fantasies had her quivering in nervousness
and her breathing became quite labored.


Up until the time he saw his teacher in the stands discreetly
waving to him, Jim had been quite worried of what Mrs. T thought
of him. He had been so embarrassed in knowing how he felt
about her after seeing the paper on his desk, how the mere
touch of her hand had sent shivers throughout his body and
he had actually cum in his pants that day. But now, he knew
that she had feelings for him even though she was married
and had a little baby girl. He knew she would not give up those
precious things and risk a scandal in an affair with one
of her students. Still, he just had to be with her, wanting
desperately to touch to soft petite beauty.


Karen took a deep breath as she felt the muscular body brush
up behind her, closing her eyes to compose herself. Then
she shivered as a large hand touched her upper right arm,
then began to move upward while caressing her, then closing
over her much smaller hand that held the eraser. "Oh,
please …………please, Jimmy …………this
is wrong ……………please, I'm married ……………I
have a child! Oh, Jimmy ……….no, stop, please ……………….you're
my student …………we …..we …….can't!"
she stammered.


Standing at 6'2", Jim towered over his beautiful
teacher, he inhaled deeply to take in the fragrance of her
sweet perfume. She had looked as sexy as ever on this day,
wearing a light green blouse, dark green skirt and white
heels. Pressing up against her petite body, he bent his
head down to nuzzle her soft blonde hair and to lick her tender
ear. Then, his left hand moved up slowly, first caressing
her belly then up to cup her right breast. As his wet tongue
traced her inner earlobe, he could hear and feel her heavy
breathing caused by his closeness and intimate touch.



Rational thoughts disappeared from her mind entirely,
she could only think of the handsome young man pressing
up against her, touching her intimately. She had felt her
nipples stiffen once he had brushed up next to her, now he
was touching her right breast and flicking her stiff bud
with his thumb. "Ohhhhh …………….ohhhhhhh,
Jimmy!" she swooned as his hand moved in search of
her twin nipple. She was helpless in his arms, unable to
repel him nor to put up but mere token resistance to his advances.
Fortunately the glass in the doors were frosted and one
could not view into the classroom, unable to view the unacceptable
embrace between teacher and student.


Breathing hard, Karen's eyes closed as she leaned
her head back against the broad chest, feeling the skirt
being pulled from her skirt. Then she felt the strong hand
slip under her blouse, gasping as she felt his hand upon
her bare flesh of her belly. She took a deep breath as the
wandering hand pushed up at her lacy bra, pushing the cups
up and over her twin mounds. She sighed as her breasts were
being cupped one at a time, with each nipple being lightly
teased by the flicking fingers of the young teenager.


Her right hand was slowly being drawn down with the eraser
removing a portion of the white chalk writing. Her hand
was drawn down to her side, still holding the eraser, then
Karen felt a fumbling between their bodies. Seconds later,
the large hand again caressed her smaller one, taking the
eraser from her hand and letting it fall to the floor. Her
hand was then pulled back a bit and her tiny fist closed over
a hot fleshy bar. She squeezed it hard and heard a groan emit
from the handsome teen, then she squeezed him again and
began to slowly slide her hand up and down his swollen manhood.



Gripping the thick pulsing shaft in her hand, Karen was
oblivious to the hands unbuttoning her blouse, then the
hands were at her waist trying to undo the button to her skirt.
Before she knew it, her emerald green skirt lay in a puddle
upon her white heels. She groaned as the young hands were
now caressing her through her thin lacy white panties,
a finger pressing her panties into her slick groove. "Oh,
pleseeeeeez ………..ohhhhhhhhh!" she groaned
as a finger slipped under a legband of her panties and began
tracing up and down her moist slit. Moments later, her lacy
white panties lay atop her fallen skirt on the floor.


A moment later, Karen lay with her back on the cold classroom
floor behind her desk, eyes closed and her back arched.
She moaned loudly as a sensitive pink nipple was being devoured
by the lust hungry teen, who was teased her stiff nipple
with his lapping tongue. "Ohhhhhhh …………….please
………..Jimmy!" she moaned as he paid homage
to her tender breasts and nipples. "Ohhh, Jimmy ………….noooo
…….noooo …………not thereeee!" she panted,
feeling the teen idol's tongue begin tracing a path
down to her belly button and below.


Karen was becoming frantic, her sensitive was secreting
her love juices at the prospect of what might occur but she
was so afraid of giving her entire being to this lustful
teen. She arched up as the handsome teen nuzzled his face
into her soft golden fleece while in search for her most
private treasure. "Oh, Jimmy ……no ……..no,
please ………………….ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,
Godddddddddd!" she pleaded, then groaned as his
mouth clamped over her slick jewel. Never before had she
ever experienced the sensation of being eaten by her lover,
always forbidding her husband from obtaining the pleasure
of feasting upon her most private part.


Lifting her knees, Karen planted her heels into the slippery
linoleum floor and grasped the teen's long hair as
she arched her hips up into his hungry mouth. At the angle
her legs were positioned in, the soles of her heels slipped
a bit each time she arched up into her young lover's
slurping mouth. "Ohhhh, God …….God ……….ohhhhhhh,
I'm cummingggggg ………ohhhh, Jimmyyyyyyy ………..ohhhhhhhhh,
yesssssssss!" she groaned, body arched up high as
she fed the young teen her sweet love nectar.


Burrowing his tongue deeply into his lovely teacher's
love slit, Jim lapped up the tasty feast. He just couldn't
not comprehend that he had gotten this far with the woman
of his dreams, especially since she was married and had
a child. Furthermost, she was the teacher and he was merely
her student. He gazed up to see the beauty sprawled on the
floor with her blouse pulled apart and her lacy white bra
pulled up to her neck. She looked so beautiful with perfect
breasts and its matching pink nipples. He gazed down to
her golden fleece that was matted with the mingling of his
saliva and her love juices.


Moving over to kneel between her widespread thighs, Jim
shuffled up to place his throbbing manhood up against her
moist slit. With his beautiful teacher lying helplessly
prone before him, he leaned forward pushing his thick cockhead
into her tight slit. With his cockhead enveloped in her
tight quim, he pushed forward again, sliding his thick
manhood in a couple more inches. He panted from the exquisite
pleasure of finally claiming the woman of his dreams, so
tight, even tighter that the promiscuous teenage girls
that he had fucked.


"Ohhh, Jimmy ………….Jimmy …………..ohhh,
you're too big ………..ohhhh, Jimmy, it hurtssss!"
Karen moaned. She spread her thighs further to ease the
pain, then arched her hips up to capture even more of his
thick manhood. "Oh, God, Jimmy ……so biggg …………..ohhhh
…….it's soooo deep ………oh, never so deepppp
………ohhh, yesssss!" she crooned. "Aieeeeee
…………..ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she moaned as
Jimmy's cock pushed deeply into her, deep into her
womb, far deeper than her husband had ever been.


Jimmy was beside himself, never had he experienced such
a fantastic fuck, this was far beyond his wildest dreams.
He began to pull his cock out till only his cockhead remained,
then slowly dipped his throbbing hardon back into her moist
slit. Then he began to speed up the fantastic fuck, bringing
squeals and moans of delight from his beautiful partner.
Then he felt her trim legs entwine themselves around his
buttocks, dragging her skirt and panties that had become
entangled around one heel.


On the cold floor, the two lovers went at it like barnyard
animals, thrusting and arching into one another. Their
lips covered each other's and their wet tongues darted
against each other. As Karen broke their passionate kiss,
her body shuddered as she exclaimed "Oh, Jimmy ………Jimmy
……………oh, God, Jimmy ……….I'm cummingggggggg!"
Karen's body arched up, lifting her young lover up
with her. Thrusting hard into his lovely teacher, Jimmy
buried his throbbing cock as deeply as he could, the he groaned
loudly "Oh, Mrs. T ………..ohhhhh, you're
so beautiful ………….so tight ………ohhhhh,
Goddddddd!" Spurt after spurt, his young thick seed
belched out to fill his beautiful teacher's fertile
womb.


Fifteen minutes later, the exhausted lovers lay entwined
together, then they looked at each other and moved to engage
in another passionate kiss. Tongues touched and played
with each other and they were like two young lovers rather
than a teacher and her student. When the kiss broke, Karen's
mind cleared and she realized the immoral sin she had just
committed. She had become an adulteress and had committed
that act with her teenage student. But Karen had to admit
that it was the most satisfying and mind-shattering orgasm
that she had ever experienced. She realized it was too late
to undo the damage she had done in making love to this teenage
stud, then she leaned up to remove her blouse and to unsnap
her lacy bra. The she kicked off her heels and kicked away
the tangle of her skirt and panties. Now she was totally
naked as she leaned up to rub her stiff nipples against the
masculine teenage chest.


Witnessing his beautiful teacher strip off all her garments,
he kicked off his jeans and jockeys that were at his ankles,
then removed his t-shirt that was bunched at this neck.
Totally naked as his lovely teacher, he slowly moved to
rub his masculine body against the woman of his dreams.
With arms and legs entwined again, the two lovers began
their second round of intimate lovemaking.


An hour later, after they managed to recover from their
third mind-blowing fuck session, the two lovers began
to get dressed. As they put on various articles of clothing,
they couldn't help but to stop for a few seconds to engage
in another deep kiss. Karen peered out the window into the
parking lot to see only her car remaining and there were
no students loitering about campus.


Then the thought entered her mind and Karen asked "Aren't
you supposed to be at football practice today?" She
was relieved to hear him reply that "With the game
we had last Friday, Coach gave us the day off! Seeing you
in the stands waving to me got me all fired up against the
other team! You're the reason I did so well!"
With that, they embraced for another passionate kiss.



Exiting the school, Karen noticed that darkness was setting
in and called her husband who should be on his way home, asking
him to stop and pick up their little girl as she had been tied
up in the classroom. She learned that Jim's car had
some mechanical problems so he had caught a ride to school,
thus she told Jim to hop in and she'd drop him off. She
knew she shouldn't have a student in or car for fear
of rumors but she just couldn't leave her young lover
here alone. As Jim lived farther beyond her subdivision, she took a
longer route so as not to pass her husband's car on the
way home. She felt a bit relieved that darkness had now set
in so no one would see Jim in her car. She took a deep breath
as she felt Jim rest a hand on her thigh and slowly begin to
caress her inner thigh with his exploring fingers. Passing
her subdivision, she followed Jim's direction and
turned right into a dark deserted side road. Then she was
startled as Jim reached over to turn off the ignition and
the car rolled to a complete stop.


Karen was pulled over into Jim's arms and another passionate
kiss commenced. When the kiss broke, Jim crawled over into
the back seat where there was more room, then pull her arm
to get her back there. Karen followed her young lover into
the back seat of her car where they engaged in another deep
kiss. Karen let her hand run up his muscular thigh, easily
finding his bulging manhood. Nervously, she pondered
the thought of pleasing her young lover in such a way that
would be memorable to both of them, then slid down to kneel
upon the floor of the car.


Determined, while kissing her young lover, Karen reached
down to unzip her young lover. A moment later, her petite
hands were clasping the hot throbbing muscle of the young
teen stud. Then she bent down, hesitantly licked her lips,
then leaned forward to nervously kiss the pulsing cockhead.
She turned her head up to look at the young teen to express
her love for him "Jim …….I ……I've never
………I …..I want you to be the very first!"
Then she bent back down to engulf the thick cockhead into
her hot wet mouth.


Jim looked down in amazement, seeing his lovely teacher
get her very first taste of a man's cock. "Oh,
God, teach ……………ohhhhh, teach!" he groaned
loudly as he bucked upwards to spear his thick cock into
her hot sucking mouth. He couldn't believe this beautiful
woman of his dreams had never before sucked a man's
cock and he had the good fortune of being the first to feel
the pleasure of her sweet lips. He had many a blowjob from
his teenage girlfriends but nothing that could compare
to this exquisite suck off that he was now experiencing.



"Oh, teach ……………….I ……..I'm
gonna cum, Mrs. T! Oh, please ……please don't stop
……don't stop, pleaseeee …………..I want
to cum in your sweet mouth!" Jim warned her in case
she didn't want him to cum in her mouth yet prayed she
would not deprive him of the pleasure. To his delight, his
beautiful teacher clamped her lips tighter onto his cock,
tonguing him faster and faster. He reached down to entwine
his fingers into her long blonde hair, arching his hips
up, pumping into her sweet mouth. Although his beautiful
teacher had no intention on stopping at this point, Jim
desperately needed to cum between her beautiful pink lips,
to have her taste his manhood. Arching up high, holding
tightly to the silky blonde hair, "Oh, Mrs. T ……….oh,
Godddd …………I'm cumminggggg!" Jim's
body shook uncontrollable in violent convulsions as he
spewed his hot thick jism into the gulping beauty.


Karen gulped and swallowed, feeling the flood of hot goo
slither down her throat, shivering as its warmth slowly
traveled down into her belly. Bobbing her head up and down
her young lover's cock, she literally milked him dry.
What she had always considered to be a despicable filthy
act that only a slut would do, she realized how wrong she
had been as this was the perfect way in which to express her
love to this handsome teen. Finally the thick cock in her
mouth began to soften and dwindle in size, drained of its
strength, then slipping from her still sucking lips. Looking
up at the handsome teen, Karen licked at her creamy lips
to savor the taste of his manhood, she knew for certain that
they both would always remember this very special occasion.



Moments later, fully dressed, the two lovers embraced
in a final hug and kiss before departing their separate
ways. Karen had to rush on home before her loving husband
wondered what had happened to her. On the drive home, guilt
set in and Karen could not believe at what she had let happen.
She blinked back the tears forming in her eyes, ashamed
at what she had done, feeling the guilt of having betrayed
her husband for the first time. Yet she had to admit that
the climaxes she had achieved on this day far surpassed
any she had ever experienced before. She told herself that
she would never let this happen again but in reality, she
knew she would be helpless once the handsome young teen
touched her.


Arriving home, Karen saw that Bill had arrived home after
picking up their daughter. Entering her home, Karen wanted
to make a beeline to the master bedroom but her husband greeted
her at the door to give her a kiss on her lips. She shivered,
hoping that he did not detect the scent of her lover's
manhood on her lips. The crotch of her panties was sopping
from the overflow of her flooded cunt. In the bedroom, she
quickly changed into a pair of shorts and a blouse so she
could go about with the dinner preparation. Instead of
removing her soiled panties, she kept them on, wanting
to the feel her teen lover's spunk matting her swollen
and well-fucked slit.


Throughout the remainder of the week, the two lovers could
only exchange glances and discreet smiles at each other.
Purposely, Karen had assigned her class with a short assignment
to be written in class. That allowed her to walk about the
classroom, slowly making her way to the back of the room.
With everyone busy writing, no one would notice her hand
making a brief contact with the shoulder of her young lover.
On Friday evening, Karen took the same seat in the bleachers
where she and her teenage stud run could exchange knowing
glances to one another.


For the next three weeks, there was just not opportunity
that presented itself for the lovers to be together. Only
courtesy greetings and smiles could be exchanged without
arousing anyone's suspicion. How each long to be in
each other's arms again, desperately in need of the
sexual relief they had found earlier.


Bill T did not care much for yard work but it had to be done.
He had put a lot of time into the yard over the past few weeks
so he could relax once the pro football season began. With
the first home game coming up this Sunday, he looked forward
to spending the day at the game with his old buddies again.
This was a yearly ritual for he and several of his fraternity
brothers, tailgating before and after the game.


On Thursday, Bill had gotten off work early and was puttering
in the yard trying to clear some weeds and brush. When his
lovely wife and daughter arrived home, he greeted each
of them with a kiss. He gave Karen a hug and thanked him for
solving his yard work problem, telling her it was a very
reasonable proposition and great idea.


Karen was totally puzzled and asked "What do you mean,
honey?" "You know, that young man that you told
to see me about doing some yard work! It was a terrific idea
and the young man stopped by when I was out in the yard this
afternoon. He said he's a student in your class and
that you told him I could use some help in the yard. It'll
be perfect as he's free on Sundays and beginning this
Sunday the team's back in town! The price is pretty
reasonable and besides, I'm happy to put some spending
money in a football player's hands!" Bill replied.
"I can't believe that boy is so ambitious, playing
quarterback on the high school football team and yet he
wants to earn some spending money on the weekends. I told
him that you've been bugging me to plow and seed your
garden so I told him to come around this Sunday and you can
show him exactly what you want!"


The next day, Karen passed out some papers that she had corrected.
When Jim got his paper back, he noticed that stapled to the
top was a tiny envelope attached to it. Opening it, he smiled
at the brass enclosure that the envelope contained. Without
anyone noticing, he slipped it into the palm of his hand,
then put the house key into pocket.


Early Sunday morning, Bill T anxiously slipped out of bed
to get an early start to pick up one of his buddies and be early
in line to get into the stadium. He gazed at his lovely wife
bundled up under the blankets resting peacefully in her
sleep. With the blankets up to her neck, he could not observe
that instead of her regular flannel pajamas, she was clothed
in a sexy sheer white negligee. Since their first year of
marriage, Bill had not had the pleasure of seeing his lovely
wife in such an enticing outfit.


Ten minutes after observing Mr. T back out of the garage
and depart, Jim got out of his car and made his way up to the
Ts' front door. Using the key in his possession, the
door easily opened for him. He looked at the nicely kept
home and made his way upstairs to the master bedroom. His
blood was rushing through his body and his cock twitched
in anticipation.


Seeing the lovely blonde beauty asleep with the blankets
over her, Jim began to disrobe, then crawled into the bed
next to the woman of his dreams. He touched the soft skin
of her right arm, then let his hand move down to caress her
soft thigh, his hand slowly wandering up under her thin
negligee. Caressing her smooth skin, he snuggled up closer
to teaser her earlobe with his wet tongue, bringing mewling
sounds of pleasure. Soon he had her panting in heat as he
slipped a finger under the leg band of her panties in search
of her sensitive clit.


"Oh, Jimmy …………..what are you doing up here?
Didn't Mr. T hire you to work in the yard? You're
being a very naughty boy!" Karen teased as she slipped
her hand behind her to firmly grasp his pulsing manhood.
Continuing to let his fingers explore her soft nest, Jim
nipped playfully at her ear, whispering "Mr. T told
me that I was to see you cause you wanted your garden plowed
and seeded! Show me the garden you want plowed and seeded,
Mrs. T!"


With his cock gripped tightly in her clenched fist, Jimmy
groaned loudly as his sensitive cockhead was moved into
position between his beautiful teacher's hot loveslit.
He pushed forward and gasped as his thick cockhead was suddenly
enwrapped around the hot clenching cuntlips of the beautiful
woman. He tensed his body, not wanting to move a muscle in
fear of unleashing his potent load prematurely. Then he
pressed forward to spear his shaft into the woman of his
dreams.


"Oh, Jimmyyyy ……………..plow it deeperrrrrr
………………ohhh, yesssss …………..ohhhhhh,
that's ittttttttt ………………….yesssss,
Jimmyyyy …………plant your seed in my garden! Fuck
me, Jimmyyy ……fuck me ……………fuck me harder
………….yesssssss ………..ohhhhh, yesssss,
Jimmy ………….give me your babyyyyy!" Karen
stammered loudly. "Oh, Jimmy …………………oh,
honey ………….I love you!" she moaned.


Moments later, with blankets and clothing discarded,
the two lovers embraced intimately as their bodies slowly
moving upon one another, joined as only a husband and wife
should. Then the bed began to sway slowly, then began to
rock harder and harder while the momentum picked up speed
in time to the jackhammer rhythm upon the bed. Never had
the Ts' marital endured such strenuous activity before.



When Bill T returned home, he was feeling good after consuming
some beer at the game. He saw that the lawn had been trimmed
and a bundle of brush cut and tied for the trash. Seeing his
lovely wife come to meet him at the door, her greeted her
"Hi, honey! Looks like the young man of yours accomplished
quite a bit today! Hope he got your garden plowed and seeded
as you wanted it?" As Karen turned to lead the way into
the house, she replied "Oh, he did a fabulous job!
I'm sure that with the amount of seed he planted in my
garden, it should start to bloom very soon!" Walking
in front, Bill did not see his lovely wife rub her flat tummy,
one that would soon be bulging from the seed of her teenage
lover.


After two straight home games, the pro team would be playing
away in a late afternoon game. That meant that Bill T would
be at home, curtailing the normal Sunday morning frenzy
on the Ts' marital bed. On that Sunday, Bill and his
teenage helper worked together in cutting down the wild
shrubbery on the small hillside in the back of the property.



Constant glances between Karen and Jim were all that could
be exchange during that Sunday morning. Karen prepared
sandwiches and a pitcher of ice tea for their lunch. After
she had called them in for lunch, she saw Bill and Jim sitting
across each other at the table in the patio. First she brought
out the large pitcher of iced tea so they could cool off from
the strenuous labor. As she brought out the tray of sandwiches,
moving right alongside the handsome teen, Karen asked
her husband if he could clear out a small area adjacent to
her garden. As her husband turned back to look at the area
she was pointing at, Karen shifted a bit to the left and rested
herself down onto the arm of the chair that Jim was sitting
in, right upon his hand that rested on that chair.


Karen knew how much her young lover wanted to be alone with
her, as much as she wanted to be alone with him. As they ate
their sandwiches, Karen asked "Oh, Jim, I noticed
that you had some problems in the last assignment that I
returned the other day. If you have a few minutes after you
finish the yard work, I'd like to go over it with you.
It'd really be saving me some time on Monday as I'll
have to help the other students out in class!" "Oh,
sure, Mrs. T!" Jim replied, knowing it was an excuse
for them to be alone for a few moments as the paper he had gotten
back the other day showed he had all the problems correct.



With the yard work completed for the day, Karen got Jim and
her husband a can of coke each to cool off. As Karen was leading
the way to the spare room that served as a study, the baby
awoke from her nap and began to cry. Jim advised Karen "Go
ahead and take care of Jim! I'll get her and feed her
a bottle of milk! With the baby crying maybe you should close
the door so the crying won't disturb Jim's concentration!"



Karen felt so wicked as she entered the study, she felt a
shiver of guilt course through her body. She silently answered
her husband's comments 'Yes, Bill, I'll
go ahead and take care of Jim! You're right, I'd
better close the door!' Once the door to the study was
closed, Karen turned the lock as a precaution, then the
two lovers embraced in a passionate kiss. With time of the
essence, Karen's shorts and lacy pink panties quickly
fell to the floor. Meanwhile, Jim merely unbuckled his
jeans and pushed it down over his hips. Pulling his jockeys
to the side, the pulsing teenage cock was bared and quickly
speared between the widespread thighs. It was a quick but
quite satisfying fuck on the small sofa for the two lovers.



As Jim sat up on the sofa, he watched as his lovely teacher
slid down from the sofa and crawled up between his widespread
legs. "Ohhh, goshhh ………….Mrs. T!"
he groaned loudly as he felt her soft petite hands grasp
onto his cock, causing it to twitch in reaction. On the other
side of the wall, behind the sofa on which Jim sat, Bill T
was walking the baby to keep her happy as he tried to feed
her, when he heard the young teen groan. He laughed at thought
that his lovely wife must really be going down hard on her
student. If only Bill T could see through the wall, he would
see that his beautiful young wife was indeed going down
on her student, with her lovely blonde head bobbing up and
down the teen's long thick shaft. As young baby T put the rubbery nipple into her mouth to
get at the warm milk, lovely Mrs. T was on the opposite side
of the wall putting the rubbery cockhead into her mouth
as she tried to get at the warm milk it contained. Both mother
and daughter began to suck harder to quench their hunger
for warm nourishing milk. Twenty minutes later, the two lovers nervously emerged
from the study. Karen went to the living room, watching
her little baby smack her lips from the tasty formula that
she had been fed. Licking her own lips, she savored the thick
tasty formula that her teen lover had fed her in the study.
Both mother and daughter were well sated from the very healthy
liquid nourishment they had received.


As the pro football season was coming to an end, Bill did
not want to lose the weekend help of the young teenager in
the yard. With the cost quite reasonable, he felt reasonably
certain that his wife would allow him to keep on with the
young teen to assist in the yard work. Bill smiled with relief
as his now pregnant wife actually encouraged him to keep
the young teen on to help with the yard work, especially
since he wanted to get out with some fellow employees to
improve his game of golf.


In mid-June, the seniors sat in the auditorium listening
to the commencement speakers. It was naturally a happy
occasion for all the graduates as this brought their high
school days to a close. As the principal went up to he podium,
he addressed the senior class and told them "You may
have noticed that one of your favorite teachers, Mrs. T,
is noticeably absent from this happy occasion! Mrs. T wanted
very much to be here today but another happy event in her
life has just occurred. It is my pleasure to announce that
both mother and son are doing fine at Belmont Hospital,
with little Jimmy T weighing in at 6 1/2 lbs just an hour ago.
Jim Rawlings sat up proudly with the announcement, unable
to contemplate a better graduation present, that he was
now the father of a little baby boy and that his son had been
named after him.

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I wish I'd had a teacher like that!

10/25/2011

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very nice story

10/26/2011

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Long story, but a great read. Well done.

10/27/2011

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that is a cool story

11/24/2011