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The Teacher


It was an early spring day in Massachusetts. Ms. McManus, my English teacher, had just completed her lecture on contemporary American 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 17, and she must have been 28. 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. McManus looking at me in a strange manner, drifted over to my desk.

"I noticed how engrossed you were in my lecture today, Eric", 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, aw, 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 embarrass- ment. 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. Malone 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. Malone, 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 gaze 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. Malone 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 thought 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. McManus 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".

I wondered what she meant..


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