Message-ID: <8242eli$9802081123@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/8242.txt> From: trjackson@usa.com (tj) Subject: tj's "More than a Teacher" Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: trjackson@usa.com Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <34dd4591.185898825@news.earthlink.net> I am a senior at high school and this is the fourth time I have had this techer, each time for a different class. This year, I had her during luch period and so she invited me to stay in her room for lunch instead of joining the others in the cafeteria. I didn't like the cafeteria anyway, so I stayed, thinking I would read or maybe talk to her for awhile before the class came back. Ever since I had know her, she always wore business attire. Usually a blouse and skirt with some sort of jaket or a dress or something of the sort. When the rest of the class passed to luch, I remained as planned. After they left, she un-buttoned the top two buttons of her blouse and fanned for air. I tried my best to get myself caught up in it, but I found myself peeping over the book. While I stared, I let the book slowly drop to the desk. She took off her jacket to reveal a rather thin see through blouse. I could see the edges of her pearly white bra as she continued to fan her blouse when she sat back down. Then she look up, and dead into my eyes too. I was panicstriken. What would she say. I was staring. I wondered what she would say. I had been one of her best students for four years and here I am staring at her. She had been a friend to me and now I thought I had lost that friend. She stood up and walked around her desk and to mine. She sat in the desk in front of me and turned around and looked at me. From this point of view, I could now see her breast in her bra. I caught myself staring again. I guess it was becoming a habit. "What are you looking at?" she asked. I didn't know what to say. I had always been honest with her, so I wouldn't try to shrug off a lie. In my speechlessness, she spoke up. "It is OK to look. It is not a crime," she said. Over the years, she seemed to always know what I was thinking and she always came up with a way to reassure me." She un-buttoned another button on her blouse and ran her hand down her breast and along the edges of the bra. Suddenly she reached down and grabbed my cock under the desk. It was hard as a rock. At that she got up and took me by the hand and guided me to stand up. She threw her arms around me and tenderly kissed me. I slowly put my arms around her. She led me to cleared table on the far side of the room and near forcefully lay me on it. She indid my pants and pulled them and my underpants down to reveal my cock. She pulled her panties from under the skirt and straddled on top of me. She pulled her skirt up to her hips and started to descend. She guided my dick into her wet and waiting pussy. She rode me slowly at first and slightly picking up speed as she went. We didn't make noise for obvious purposes, but after a few minutes I came inside her. She took my cock out, which was still semi hard due to the extreme excitement of the situation, and started rubbing her cunt. She slid her finger into it and started pumping it in and out rapidly as she used her other hand to rub. She let out an almost loud "oh" and slightly jerked. She quickly pulled her finger out and put my cock back in and started riding again. She was cumming on my cock and it felt great, even though I was not all the way hard, I was getting there. She leaded downward and kissed me again to muffle her screams. When she was finished, she climbed down said thanks. By that time it was almost time for the bell to ring for the students to come back. My dick was still hard, but I knew she was finished with me for now. She buttoned her blouse back up and tucked it into her skirt after she put her panties back on, which had a heck of a wet spot. She carressed her breast through her blouse for a few moments, looking at me with desire. She asked me if I would come back tomorrow for lunch, and I said absolutly. After she finished redressing herself and I did too, I notice how sexy she really looked in her business attire. Her skirts, dresses, and pants always seemed to fit her hips perfectly, I now thought as I tried to think about her in some of her other outfits. I just had never looked before, but now I could not help looking. I knew class would never be the same. _______________ This is tj. kinda enjoyed writing this story and I think I may continue with it. If you enjoyed it too, I would appreciate any e-mail at trjackson@earthlink.net I would also enjoy haveing someone to have e-mail conversations with, so if you are interested, let me know. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/><http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>