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 Young teacher - part 1

   (First-year teacher has interesting way to get her students better
marks)

   She was in her first year at teaching.  Her students were 15 or 16.  Her
topic was biochemistry, surprisingly not sex education.  The problem was
that her body was almost perfect, which meant that most of the boy and girl
students had the hots for her from the moment she stood in front of them in
their first lesson.  Added to that she was stunningly attractive, blonde
and blue-eyed.  However you looked at her, she looked tasty, sexy,
desirable, and very available.  She wore dresses that even most teen sluts
would be embarrassed to wear - low cut to show off her gorgeous breasts and
short skirts to accentuate her wonderful long legs.  She did wear
underwear, usually, but even that was as brief and sexy as possible.  There
was many a boy who had masturbated in her classes, cumming under his desk
with a groan that made her smile every time, her legs parting in pleasure
as his cock spurted wildly.  Several girls had also played with their
pussies and softly squealed out a delicious orgasm while listening to her
gentle voice.

   She was, it was clear to the principal, the best thing that had happened
to his school since - he didn't know when.  Of course, she got the job as
teacher by fucking him to exhaustion several times.  He wisely didn't agree
to hire her after their first quickie on his desk at the first interview.
Her cries of pleasure were heard by several students and the word soon got
round the school.  So the principal invited her back, not just for a second
interview, but for a third and fourth, each time enjoying her pussy longer
and longer and in so many different positions that his wife began to go to
the local gym to keep up with him.  And since she'd started teaching, the
principal still enjoyed her pussy several times a week.  She was basically
a cum slut and wanted it all the time.  Only lessons seemed to get between
her and sex!

   What the principal didn't know was that she was also interested in her
students.  She started first on the boys.  She loved young hard cocks and
their insatiable lust for her soft wet pussy.  Even at 15, boys soon
learned how to make her cum before they filled her pussy.  The first
student she took from school after he had completed his music extra lesson
one evening.  He was waiting outside the school when she left.  Her red
sports car attracted his wave and she stopped.  Already full of the
principal's cum from their latest after-school session, she was ready for a
nice young boy.  This one was 16, almost 17, a top musician and a great
athlete - just her sort.

   "Waiting for someone?" she asked in her ultra-sexy voice.

   "Yes, miss.  My girlfriend was supposed to be here 10 minutes ago," he
replied, with an embarrassed smile.  "We were going out for a takeaway."

   "Sure she's still going to get here?" she asked, quite sure he'd been
stood up.

   "Oh, hang on!" he cried as his cell phone rang.  "You can't get here,"he
cried into the phone, "not at all tonight?  What the hell?" he groaned,
looking very dejected.  "OK.  See you!"

   He switched off the phone.

   "Now how am I going to get home?  Busses have finished by now!" he
wailed.

   "Like me to give you a lift?  asked the sexy young teacher, with a sweet
smile.

   "Would you?" he cried, eagerly.  "It's not out of your way?"

   "Probably, but it's OK.  I'm not doing anything tonight," she replied.
"Jump in!"

   Her juices were already flowing.  Her mind was thinking how to approach
this young stud.  She decided to take it cool.  She drove off, glancing
sideways at the young lad, whose name was Tom.

   "You're Tom, aren't you?" she began.

   "Yes, miss.  I'm Tom Martin," he replied, stealing a look at her.

   There was no way that he could avoid the fact that being so close beside
such a sexy woman was turning him on - and fast!  Even though she was his
teacher.  She was wearing her usual extremely short skirt and he was sure
that, if he leaned forward just a little and then looked, he might even be
able to see her panties.  His cock erected immediately, forming a large
uncomfortable bulge in his tight school trousers.  She noticed and grinned
inwardly, but continued driving as if unconcerned.

   "Shall we pick up a takeaway on the way, Tom?" she suggested, calmly.

   "Errrr.  OK!" he murmured, trying to find the excuse to lean forward.

   "You'll find my purse in the glovebox," she almost giggled, knowing what
he wanted.

   The young boy leaned forward and clicked open the glovebox, finding her
purse and retrieving it.  Before he sat back, he stole that glance at his
lovely teacher's legs, and saw, almost to his horror, that her legs were
more apart than before AND that he could see right up under her skirt to
the tiny triangle of white of her panties.  He almost orgasmed right then
and there, but managed to control himself and gasp loudly.

   She smiled and continued driving for another few minutes until they came
to the shopping center.  She pulled into the carpark and stopped outside a
fast food store.

   "You go in, Tom," she suggested.  "I'll have whatever you're having."

   "OK, miss," he stuttered.

   "It's OK.  For tonight, you can call me Mandy," she giggled, turning in
her seat to give him and even longer view up under her skirt.

   The boy gulped and tried to tear his eyes away.  They seemed to be glued
there, right on the now very wet crotch of her little panties.  She
giggled,

   "Go on then!" she urged.  "I'll wait for you!"

   Tom, almost unable to control his teenage lust, stood up, adjusting his
hugely erect young cock as he closed the car door.  Inwardly, Mandy was
seething with excitement.  The youngest boy she'd enjoyed so far had been
18.  this was going to be something special - that is, if she didn't make
him blow his cork before he got going.  She vowed to herself to take it
easy on him, understanding that it might be his first time.  However, the
longer she had to wait for him to return, the wetter she became and the
higher her demand for relief from her aching pussy became.

   After waiting 10 minutes, her hand began to wander down to her pussy. 
She was just about to slip it inside her panties when the car door opened
again.

   "I wasn't sure what you'd like, miss...errr, Mandy," he spluttered, his
eyes fixed again on that area between her legs, which she didn't attempt to
hide from him.

   He was sure it looked wetter than before and were her legs even further
apart?  Did she know what that awesome sight was doing to him?

   She smiled sexily at him.

   "My place or yours?" she asked, sweetly.

   "Oh!" he said in surprise.  "I thought we were going to eat in the car
and then you'd take me to my folks' place."

   "That's OK too," Mandy purred, "but if you'd like to we can go back and
eat in comfort at my place.  it's just around the corner."

   Like most of the boys and many of the girls in the school of his age
group, they all knew where she lived - in a sumptuous penthouse flat paid
for by her wealthy parents, who owned a lot of the town's best properties.
He had never even dreamt that he would be invited there - well, maybe once,
when he ejaculated wildly in bed while thinking about her last week! 
Should he now say 'no' ?

   "Is that allowed?" he asked, tentatively.

   "You're having extra tuition, aren't you?" she giggled.

   "Am I?" gulped Tom.

   "If anyone asks," she grinned.

   The sexy teacher started the car and drove the couple of hundred meters
to her apartment block, flicking her entry pass at the exclusive parking
and driving to her numbered space, right by the express lift.  Tom was, by
now, almost beside himself with desire, but he knew he'd never get anywhere
with such a beautiful woman.  He had had enough trouble getting his first
ever girlfriend, Carla, to even let him touch her breasts (well, he called
them tits, of course).  But this young teacher seemed to be enticing him,
or was he just dreaming.  How could he keep inside the cum that was
bubbling in his overloaded balls.  His cock ached with lust, throbbing in
his tight trousers.

   He got out of the car quickly, adjusting his cock urgently.  Mandy
grinned as she again noticed his discomfort.  He was going to be putty in
her hands - or was it PlayDoh?

   She pushed the call button for the lift, flicking her second security
pass against the sender.

   "Extra security," she explained gaily.  "Only I can use this lift.  Not
even Mum or Dad have this pass!"

   She laughed in the knowledge that the young boy was almost certainly
simmering beyond belief by now.  She herself was about to boil over and
would almost certainly have to excuse herself as soon as they got to her
apartment.

   The express lift took them to her front door in a few seconds.  In fact,
the lift opened into the lounge.  He stepped out before her and gasped at
the luxury oozing from every corner.

   "Daddy's very rich," she explained.  "He spends everything on me!  Now
please excuse me for a moment.  Please get the takeaway out on plates. 
You'll find everything in the kitchen."

   She pointed the way as she walked quickly off to her bedroom.

   Finally alone, Mandy looked at herself in the mirror.  Tonight she was
going to embark on a new part of her career in sexuality - tasting the
young fruits from an underage boy.  She'd dreamt of this moment often
enough, cumming violently several times with her largest vibrator pushed
deep inside her hungry pussy.  The 18-year-old she'd had a month ago had
performed admirably, making her cum several times and exploding deep inside
her almost at will.  But he seemed almost too skilled.  She wanted
something more raw, more innocent, more...tasty!

   She tore off her skirt and soaked panties, looking quickly at her
swollen clit.

   "OMG, girl, you are one horny slut tonight," she murmured to herself.

   She slipped out of her white blouse, giggling when she realised that,
since the session with the principal earlier that afternoon, she'd left two
more buttons open than usual.  Still, she thought, Tom's been more
interested in my legs, so far!

   For now, she dressed in a simple cocktail dress.  Simple, but extremely
expensive.  Daddy had allowed her to buy this one for a meeting he had with
important bankers.  Mandy had ended up with both of their cocks inside her
before the meeting had finished.  Not that Daddy knew, but he probably
suspected.  That evening, for the young boy, she 'forgot' to put on her
panties and bra.  Her breasts were not only superb, they were firm and
tight, almost not needing a bra except when she worked out at the gym. 
Funny, she mused, how often she forgot her bra there too, delighting in the
hungry looks she got from the well-muscled young men working out at her
gym.

   Her pussy was so wet that she knew panties would be soaked in seconds.
In any case, she liked the feeling of the cool air on her naked pussy,
especially when she was this horny.  She decided to extend the pleasure of
waiting for her evening orgasm - which would be the first of many, she
knew.

   She checked her hair and then wandered into the dining area where, to
her surprise, Tom had laid out the table quite expertly and, with a tea
towel draped over his arm, guided her to a chair.  She accepted his
guidance with pleasure and amusement.

   "Madam..." he said as he pushed the chair under her tight butt.

   The takeaway food had been arranged very well on the plates he'd found.

   "I work at Cerises at the weekends," he explained with a quiet grin.

   Cerises was the up-and-coming vogue restaurant in the town.  Mandy had
not yet been there, but she would certainly get someone to take her next
weekend.  She smiled as the two of them began to eat.  She watched him
closely as his eyes again feasted over her body.  The glass table on which
they were eating allowed her to look straight at the large bulge still
evident in his trousers.  It seemed to throb before her intense gaze.

   What she knew, but gave no indication of knowing, was that he could see
through the glass along the upper part of her thighs.  The dress was
extremely short, but she knew that she could sit without showing, if she
kept still.  However, she could almost feel his mind willing her to part
her legs, even everso slightly, but she kept them firmly together - for
now. Her pussy was tingling and soaking.  She knew that if she touched
herself, even if very briefly, right there, she imagined her finger
touching her clit and gasped loudly, she would cum.

   "Are you alright, miss...errr Mandy?" asked Tom, concerned.

   "Oh, yes, Tom.  Thank you.  I'm fine," she muttered, calming down
slightly.

   She smiled naughtily at him, then two of them ate through the entire
package, sipping the water that Tom had thoughtfully provided.  Mandy had
guessed not to suggest that they drink alcohol, not knowing his tolerance
and not wishing him to be any less sensitive to her than he was now.  She
knew that she could probably outlast him in the drinking stakes, but that
was no way to start on a young boy.

   (to be continued in part 2)

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