Got it bad, got it bad... I'm hot for teacher
Part 1 This is a work of fiction of a fantasy of mine.
I am in the middle of my class when I catch his roaming gaze. Cannot stop himself from staring at my tits. I adjust my posture as I walk around the class lecturing to press my bosom forward. My pussy starts to tingle just thinking about what he must be thinking, while staring at me. I must be twice his age, but still he cannot stop from staring at me as if I was a piece of meat. I find myself at his desk and I linger as to let me smell my perfume. I stand in front of him lecturing more... he cannot help but get an eye full of my ass. I don't work out 4 times a week to not show off. My clothes are sexy but conservative. My skirt is knee length and my blouse is buttoned all but the top two buttons.
At this point I notice him adjusting his position at his desk. I can almost see his cock pointing at me, and I wish I could. I find reason to check my heel, taking it off and slightly bending to remove it. After confirming it was nothing I bend forward to put it back on. He is bursting at his seems at this point. He about bolts his hand in the air asking to go to the bathroom. I tell him to sit down there is only 5 more minutes of class. His comfortableness is blatant. With my pussy on fire, I head to the front of the class to finish up and assign the homework for the weekend.
The bell rings as the students run for the door I call him to my desk. He hides his erection with his books as he approaches.
Part 2
His discomfort grows more and more as he approaches my desk. I direct him to sit down in front of me. I cross and uncross my legs over and over teasing him. His eyes are locked in, hoping to catch glimpses of my honey pot. My pussy dripping with urges, knowing he can see my panties. I clear my throat and he makes eye contact with me. He looks embarrassed, and starts to say something... "I..." without waiting I halt his weak attempt.
"I know what you and the other boys say about me." he starts to get flustered, and I tell him not deny it. All the boys rooms on campus have been being vandalized with me as the primary target. The principal has even brought it to my attention to make sure I was aware of how I was acting and dressing. It did nothing to curb my urges, if anything just enflamed them. I would sneak in to the restrooms after hours and frig myself to orgasm many a time in those vandalized stalls. Thinking about the dirty things they would do to me if the boys found me.
I catch myself day dreaming and realize I haven't said anything for a minute. I clear my throat and take my chance. I direct him to stand up and he does. I approach him and grip his crotch and feel his shaft. "The girl's room graffiti is right too it seems." I remark. He is caught in shock, and doesn't move. I circle around him and pinch his butt. I then push him towards my desk and gesture for him to sit. He acts in a stupor, and does as he is told. My hands are rubbing his cock through his pants as I ask him if he likes it. It is obvious he does.
I need something from you, is that going to be a problem I ask?
To be Continued....
I am in the middle of my class when I catch his roaming gaze. Cannot stop himself from staring at my tits. I adjust my posture as I walk around the class lecturing to press my bosom forward. My pussy starts to tingle just thinking about what he must be thinking, while staring at me. I must be twice his age, but still he cannot stop from staring at me as if I was a piece of meat. I find myself at his desk and I linger as to let me smell my perfume. I stand in front of him lecturing more... he cannot help but get an eye full of my ass. I don't work out 4 times a week to not show off. My clothes are sexy but conservative. My skirt is knee length and my blouse is buttoned all but the top two buttons.
At this point I notice him adjusting his position at his desk. I can almost see his cock pointing at me, and I wish I could. I find reason to check my heel, taking it off and slightly bending to remove it. After confirming it was nothing I bend forward to put it back on. He is bursting at his seems at this point. He about bolts his hand in the air asking to go to the bathroom. I tell him to sit down there is only 5 more minutes of class. His comfortableness is blatant. With my pussy on fire, I head to the front of the class to finish up and assign the homework for the weekend.
The bell rings as the students run for the door I call him to my desk. He hides his erection with his books as he approaches.
Part 2
His discomfort grows more and more as he approaches my desk. I direct him to sit down in front of me. I cross and uncross my legs over and over teasing him. His eyes are locked in, hoping to catch glimpses of my honey pot. My pussy dripping with urges, knowing he can see my panties. I clear my throat and he makes eye contact with me. He looks embarrassed, and starts to say something... "I..." without waiting I halt his weak attempt.
"I know what you and the other boys say about me." he starts to get flustered, and I tell him not deny it. All the boys rooms on campus have been being vandalized with me as the primary target. The principal has even brought it to my attention to make sure I was aware of how I was acting and dressing. It did nothing to curb my urges, if anything just enflamed them. I would sneak in to the restrooms after hours and frig myself to orgasm many a time in those vandalized stalls. Thinking about the dirty things they would do to me if the boys found me.
I catch myself day dreaming and realize I haven't said anything for a minute. I clear my throat and take my chance. I direct him to stand up and he does. I approach him and grip his crotch and feel his shaft. "The girl's room graffiti is right too it seems." I remark. He is caught in shock, and doesn't move. I circle around him and pinch his butt. I then push him towards my desk and gesture for him to sit. He acts in a stupor, and does as he is told. My hands are rubbing his cock through his pants as I ask him if he likes it. It is obvious he does.
I need something from you, is that going to be a problem I ask?
To be Continued....
10 years ago
