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The Student and the Tingle
by murphy (no aggress provided)
***
A young girl has a problem that her teacher helps her
with. (Mg, preteen, ped, 1st, mast)
***
-= CHAPTER 1 =-
Bob Wilson was a 6th grade teacher in a semi rural town.
He was around 38, not married, thou many of the ladies
around town, who were single, tried hard to undo this.
Bob's past was sort of a mystery to folks. They knew
nothing of him, 8 years ago, And he never talks about
it.
Bob's class this year had about 16 students, mostly
girls this time. Their age, 12-13, was always
interesting as they were close to or just getting into
puberty. Bob was always amazed at how it seemed just
overnight, they began growing titties. Their hips and
ass began to take shape, and a lot of the time, he
thought they were coming on to him. He would pass this
off to hormones and taking an interest in each one in
his class.
Bob was never sexually interested in these pre pubescent
girls. He always had plenty of panty and breast shots,
but he just passed it by. That is until a girl named
Stacy, came to his class. She was 12 going on thirteen.
A little tall for age, compared to the other girls in
his class. She just oozed this...sexy innocent quality
about her.
Her breasts were beginning to show. They were more than
just pokies. They seemed to be puffies. You know where
the areola is puffed up away from the breast. Her hips
had a nice curve to them and that..perky ass. The kind
that almost shows a wide crack to it from behind. Looks
like thumbs are spreading the cheeks apart under her
dress.
She always wore dresses, from the first time she came
into his class. They were just above the knee. Not too
revealing but yet they were. Hard to describe, sexy, but
in an innocent way. When she looked at him, she had this
mousey kind of appearance. She would make eye contact,
smile then look down and seem shy. She always got his
attention.
This one particular week, in mention, which we could
conclude was the beginning of his attention. As he was
teaching, he noticed that she seemed..distracted.
Normally she was attentive, thou never volunteered any
answers to questions. This time he called on her to make
a point of view of the subject matter.
"What? Me?..Oh Sorry Mr. Wilson, could you please repeat
the question?"
Bob never tried to ever embarrass any of his students.
If something like this happened, he would make a slight
joke of it, usually at himself, and then ask the
question again. Maybe because of the way he handled
things was why his students had the most respect for
him.
"Stacy, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to catch you off guard.
Would someone else like to help her out with the
answer." As a few more hands were raised, he just smiled
at her, and walking past her desk, gave her a little pat
on the shoulder as if to say "That's ok, next time."
This caused Stacy to be at ease. She was trying to
concentrate..but.
A while later, Bob gave the class an assignment, that
would take them to lunch time to do. In the mean time he
sat down and was going over previous essays. As he would
glance around the room something caught his eye. Stacy
had her head down, reading, but he noticed she had her
legs crossed and she was squeezing her legs together.
Bob had seen this many times. Usually it was sign they
had to use the restroom. But he concluded she would have
asked to go, had this been the case.
He pretended to be engrossed in his work, peering over
his glasses to see what was happening. Stacy would
carefully glance to the side, as if to see if anyone was
watching. She would open her legs a little and close and
open her knees for a while. Then she would cross her
legs like before but then she started to saw them back
and forth.
He noticed her eyes would close, then open. This went on
for the rest of the day. She would be sitting there,
poised like any other student, then she would start
again. Once in a while Bob got a fleeting glimpse of her
panties as she was opening and closing her legs. Her
panties seemed to be drawn up tight into her pussy. Tom
had seen this often, and realized what might be
happening.
At the end of school, Stacy was the last one out.
"Stacy, could I have a word with you?"
She walked to his desk. Eyes down, glancing up then
down. "Is there something wrong Mr. Wilson?" She seemed
nervous.
"No..Nothing wrong only...You seemed to be..preoccupied
today. Is there anything wrong? Something I might be
able to help you with?" Bob was always genuinely
interested in his students.
"Oh... No... nothing... just... nothing Mr. Wilson, I'm
sorry if I wasn't paying attention. I'll... I'll try to
do better." She just glanced up at him then looking down
at something on his desk. Not wanting to make eye
contact.
Bob did not press the issue any farther. "Well ok. If
there is, please feel free to talk to me. You have a
nice evening Stacy."
Looking at Bob and smiling, "Thank you Mr. Wilson, buy."
She walked out the door. For some reason Bob couldn't
take his eyes off her ass as she walked away. His mind
was imagining what that would look like..naked.
"Whoa! Where did that thought come from?" Bob thought to
himself. "Better get a grip on that Bob." He said out
load
As Stacy got on the bus , She wanted to be alone, but
here comes her friend Tonya.
"Hey Stace, How come so quiet?"
"Oh I don't know Tonya. Just thinking about things in
general, I guess." Wanting to change the subject." I
noticed you checking out Tommy Ames. Huh?"
"Stacy! Well he is cute, and did you notice the bulge in
his pants?"
"TONYA! Where is your mind?"
"Oh Stacy..come on, don't you ever notice anything like
that? Come on, tell me. You don't notice a
guy's...package?"
"Honestly Tonya. I swear your mind is getting dirtier
all the time." Stacy was trying to be serious and amused
at the same time.
"Yep. your right Stace, I believe there is no hope for
me. Glad I have a normal straight friend like you to
keep me on track." She said, looking at her and putting
her hand on her shoulder.
Stacy stared at her for a few moments and then they both
broke out laughing. Her friend was funny and serious,
all at the same time. Nothing ever seemed to get her
down. She could always make her feel good when she was
down, Or distracted.
Stacy walked in the front door, her mom was always there
to greet her. Asking her about her day, trying to make
small talk with her. Ever sense her father died a few
years ago. Beth was trying to be two parents to her, as
best as she could. Stacy just chatted and then went
upstairs.
Sitting in her room, She became serious. She didn't like
not telling her mom what her problem was, trying real
hard not to let it show there was a problem. Stacy
removed her dress and then her panties. Laying back on
the bed, she grabbed her pussy and squeezed her legs.
"Oh why does it tingle so?..What is wrong with me?"
-= CHAPTER 2 =-
That night, as Stacy had to get up and use the bathroom.
She was going to bed without any panties on now. It just
felt more satisfying. As she was coming from the
bathroom, it happened again. "No, I'll just ignore it, I
won't go there." She was trying so hard to ignore what
she could just barely hear.
After a few moments, she could stand it no longer.
Walking softly down the hall she stopped. The sound was
a little stronger now. She didn't want to look. but the
compelling urge was just too strong. She peeked into the
room..and there before her eyes, just like the other
night...was her mom. Naked, lying on her stomach. ass up
some, legs spread and she was rubbing her hand
underneath her.
The tingle began. She closed her legs hard on her pussy,
bending some at the waist. It kind of scarred her. Stacy
, even at this age, thought nothing of masturbation, or
why her pussy was on fire. She thought something bad was
overtaking her. She was trying not to give into it. "Why
would watching her mom, cause her to feel this way?" She
thought. Stacy quickly went back to her room. Her pussy
was wet, she thought she had wet herself so Picking up
her panties, she placed them between her legs, climbed
into bed and tried to will the feeling to go away. She
finally got to sleep.
***
The next morning, in class. everything was going
alright, that is till Tommy was called to the board to
do a problem. The conversation she had with Tonya, came
on her full force. When Tommy would turn around to
answer a question, Stacy's eyes were drawn to his
crotch. She could see the bulge. Now she knew what a
cock was. She had seen pictures of one, so her mind
began thinking of what his looked like. All of a sudden,
that tingle hit her. She clamped her legs tight and then
crossed her legs, putting pressure on her pussy, trying
to rid the feeling. She closed her eyes and was looking
down, as if giving the impression she was studying her
book.
This did not go unnoticed by Bob. All of a sudden it hit
him. He had noticed Stacy looking at Tommy, and he had
seen her eyes staring at his cock. Closing her legs and
looking down He knew what her problem was. She was
aroused. But what was her problem exactly. He would have
to find out. Bob couldn't believe that this was having
an effect on him. Her arousal..was turning him on. His
cock came alive, and strong.
He wasn't even listening to Tommy as he explained his
answer. "That’s good Tommy. Now how about Stacy? Would
you please come up and do the next problem?"
This caught her off guard. "Huh? Ohh... yes," after
yesterday, she didn't want to raise any more suspicion.
It was hard to open her legs, get up and walk to the
board. She could feel herself blushing some. Hoping it
would seem as to be because she had to go before the
class.
She stood there doing the problem, it was not difficult,
but the difficult part was... the tingle in her pussy.
It would not go away. She stood with her legs together,
squeezing some to trying to relieve the feeling. She
felt like humping herself back and forth to relieve the
feeling, but she did all she could do to maintain a
decorum of being at ease.
Bob kept her there, asking her questions. He could see
her ass cheeks flex some as she stood. He was wondering
if she was having an orgasm. She was starting to
perspire a little. When she was done, and she passed his
desk. She asked, "Mr. Wilson, may I use the restroom,
please?"
Not wanting to further her agony any more. "Sure Stacy,
are you feeling alright?"
"I-I'm not sure... Thank you." She left for the
bathroom. There was no one else in there, which was a
relief. She sat on the toilet, removed her panties. They
were wet. She rolled up some toilet paper and placed it
on her bare pussy, to try and stop what was happening.
She was a little scared, thinking there was something
wrong with her. She didn't know who to talk too. It was
so embarrassing. She tried to wipe the wetness off her
panties. Before putting them back on she smelled them.
"Ewww. What is that from? Why is this happening? Will it
ever stop?" She put her panties back on and went back to
class.
Later in the day as she was taking a quiz, she began
thinking of her mom. Seeing the image in her mind the
tingle returned. Closing her legs and trying to saw the
feeling away, she could hardly concentrate on the
answers.
Bob noticed this again. "This is turning me on so, but
this girl needs help, whether she wants' it or not," he
thought.
At the end of the school day, Bob motioned Stacy to come
to his desk. As she walked up, not knowing what he
wanted. "Stacy, do you have a minute?
"Sure Mr. Wilson." She was a little nervous again.
Trying to make eye contact as he spoke.
"Stacy, you are one of the brightest students in the
class, and I want you to know that I really enjoy you as
a student. You are prepared, very attentive and you seem
to grasp things so easily. That is why I cannot believe
this." He handed her the quiz. Out of ten answers, she
had two correct.
She just looked at it, spell bound. Not believing her
eyes. She always aced the quizzes. "I-I don't know what
to say." Her eyes were beginning to water a little. Bob
wanted to be as gentle as he could. Placing his hand on
hers.
"Stacy, this isn't you. I don't want to pry, but I know
you are very distracted. And I'm afraid, until you get
this straightened out..well your grades. Do you see what
I mean?"
Stacy, not looking at him. "I'm very sorry Mr. Wilson..
I'll do better, honest."
"Stacy, please look at me. No, I don't think you will.
Until you come to grips with whatever it is that is
bothering you, I am afraid you will not be up to your
potential. Please believe me when I tell you this. I
believe I can help you. I think I know what you are
going through. I won't pry, but if you would confide in
me, and you know you can, I can help you through this.
Think about it, and come to me if you want to, no
pressure, ok?"
Stacy, put her other hand on his. "Thank you Mr.
Wilson...I'll think about it." She smiled and left. Now
Bob had to do some thinking. If she does take him up on
this, he has to have a plan in how to deal with it.
Discretely of course.
As Stacy sat on the bus, trying to listen to Tonya, her
mind was a long way off. "What did he mean? He knew what
my problem was? Does he know something I don't? Am I
that obvious?"
Now this had her worried. Getting home, she chatted with
her mom and went to her room. she removed her wet
panties and went in and took a shower. Hoping it would
freshen her up. Going down to supper, she was very
quiet, contemplating what Mr. Wilson had said.
"Honey, you are awfully quiet. Is there anything wrong?"
"Huh?..oh...no mom." Thinking her mom needed more of an
explanation then that. " I failed a simple test today.
Mr. Wilson brought it to my attention. Said he would
help me after school if I needed it." Wow, she thought.
She had never lied to her mom before..ever. Now what?
"Well Stacy, you have always had a good attitude toward
your education. If you think you need the help, then by
all means, take Mr. Wilson's suggestion and let him help
you. How will you get home? Would you want me to come
and get you?"
Thinking quickly, "Oh no, I think he said he could bring
me home."
"Well whatever you decide. Just call and let me know,
ok?"
"Sure mom, thanks. Hey I'm going up and get on my
homework, see you in the morning."
She gave her mom a kiss and went to her room. She sat up
there for quite some time. Without thinking, her
response to her mom had made up her mind about Mr.
Wilson. She had lied, but now she had to carry it
through. But how could she talk to him about her
problem? About her... tingle in her pussy. It was so...
private. She did respect him, and truth be told, Mr.
Wilson was easy to talk to. But this? She wasn't sure.
That night in bed, she could faintly hear her mom again.
She tried to cover her head, to drown out the moaning,
and the effect it was having on her. Her pussy tingled
all night. "I have got to do something about this. I
will just have to talk to Mr. Wilson, After all he did
say he could help me. But how? He is a man. They don't
have these problems." Oh little did she know.
-= CHAPTER 3 =-
The next day in school, as she sat at her desk, the
feeling was there. Not quite as strong as it was before,
but very noticeable. She would slowly swing her legs
open and closed, hoping this would ease the tingle she
was feeling. Mr. Wilson would make brief eye contact
with her, when he did, she would close her legs and try
to act as if everything was normal. Every time she
looked at Tommy, she would get a mental picture of what
Tonya had talked about, and The tingle would increase.
She spent her lunch period in the girls room. She had
her panties off, trying to dry them out. She wrapped
them in toilet paper and placed them in her shoulder
bag. This time when she wiped her pussy off, as she
traveled over her button. "Oh, what was that?" She
thought. The feeling kind of scared her as she jumped.
She finished wiping herself and got ready for class. All
through the afternoon, she rehearsed in her mind how she
was going to talk to Mr. Wilson.
Bob could see that Stacy had something on her mind. He
was hoping it was what he was thinking of. At the end of
class, Stacy told Tonya, she had to stay and get some
help from Mr. Wilson. She didn't tell her the type of
help she was going to ask for. She waited till all the
class had left and then approached his desk.
"Ehh..Mister Wilson?" She was very nervous, looking
down, making occasional eye contact. "Could, could I
talk to you... about something?"
Bob stood and said. "Stacy, I was hoping you would come
to me and I feel very honored. Look... I know it will
seem..unorthodox, but would you like to discuss this in
my office?"
Now Stacy knew that meant being alone with him, with no
one else around. This did not scare her, in the least,
it gave her a feeling of relief. She followed him into
his office. There was a couch, desk and a lounge chair.
Very comfortable looking, and neat.
He offered her a seat on the couch, and he sat down, a
little away from her, not wanting to make her feel too
anxious. "Stacy? What is on your mind?"
Stacy was wringing her hands, she could feel the sweat
beginning. Looking down as she spoke. "I-I thought about
what you said yesterday. But I don't know how you can
help me... I mean... my problem is so... personal. I
can't feel comfortable to discuss it with my mom,
although I'm sure she would want me to. You just seem
so...easy to talk to. I... Mr. Wilson... I don't know...
I want to tell you, but I don't know how." Her eyes were
beginning to tear up.
Bob got up and brought back his box of tissues, handing
them to her, he wanted to give her all the time she
needed. She took a tissue, wiping her eyes. Holding it
to her face she said "I-it's just so embarrassing to
talk about. I don't know where to start."
Bob said "Stacy, I think I know what your problem is, do
you want me to tell you? Would that help to ease into
it? If I am wrong, than please, correct me." This caused
Stacy to feel a little more relaxed.
"O, ok, go ahead."
"Stacy, I believe you know what hormones are." She
nodded her head yes. "Well, I believe your hormones are
beginning to kick in. And your body is trying to respond
to them. They are telling you they have a need, but you
are unsure how to accomplish that. Am I making any
sense?" He was trying to be as gentle as he could, with
our scaring her.
She looked up at him, feeling a little more relieved.
What he said was beginning to make sense. She had had
the sex-ed classes but it didn't really take root, till
now.
"Do you want me to continue?"
"Yes, would you please? And what you are saying is
beginning to make sense, but these.."
"I think what you are trying to tell me is, You get
these... urges or feelings... between your legs, is this
it?" He was not sure if he should have put it this way,
but better to get it out in the open, then take it from
there. He let her have a few minutes.
Stacy, head down, rubbing her hands together. "Yes," she
said, very quietly, blushing some and thinking "Good,
it's finally out, but now what?"
"Stacy. I know this is very difficult to discuss.
Especially with someone who is not related to you or is
not a female." Stacy, for whatever the reason, could
feel the tingle begin again She held her legs closed, on
her pussy, trying to ignore it. "I think to help you, I
will need to ask you some... very personal questions.
May I, Stacy?"
Stacy looked up at him and nodded her head. "Stacy, are
you getting a tingly feeling in your..If I could be so
crass, in your pussy?" Stacy closed her eyes and nodded
her head.
"There, it was finally out." she thought.
"How often do you get these feelings?"
She was a little more composed about answering. She had
a lot of trust for Mr. Wilson, and it was now growing
even more. "All..all the time."
"Stacy, if you can... tell me about them, it will help."
"Well, when I am in class, I get to thinking about
things."
"It will help me if you give me some detail. I know it
is embarrassing, but what you tell me here stays here.
And I will not feel the worst about you. What you are
experiencing, everyone goes through. You are at its
beginning, that’s all."
Stacy looking up at him now. "You mean I'm not a bad
person... for having these feelings? you know... down
there?"
"Oh my goodness no, Stacy. What you are experiencing is,
your body is being stimulated, it's called arousal.
There is something triggering your sexual feelings, and
we all have them." She really pondered this for a few
minutes. It was beginning to make sense. She was feeling
a little more relieved. "Can you tell me what brings
them on? The more the better, trust me."
Stacy took a deep breath and said "Ok..here goes. My
friend Tonya was talking about Tommy's...package. After
that conversation, when I would look at him I would
think of what it would look like, naked, and then I
would get that feeling."
"That’s called a sexual fantasy, believe me, we all have
them. This is good, are there any other times?"
"Well, there is my mom. I heard things and went to her
room. When I looked in she was naked, and she had her
hand under her and it was moving. I got those feelings
right after that."
"Stacy, your mom was having those same feelings that you
have, but she was taking care of them."
Stacy thought for a moment. "But how?" An then she said
something that really blew his mind. "Mr. Wilson, would
it be too much to ask... you know, how to take... care
of it?"
This was giving Bob a hard on like he has never had,
ever. Trying to act very composed. "Yes Stacy, I would
feel honored to show you, but it means I will have to
touch you there... your pussy?"
When Bob said this, her tingle was the hardest it had
ever been, she clamped her legs tight. Thinking about
this she relented with a nod of her head.
Bob raised from the couch and took her hand and stood
her up. He had her stand before him. "Now Stacy, are you
sure? What I am about to do... I could get into a lot of
serious trouble. I really want to help you."
Stacy felt comfortable with him, and the thought of
getting rid of this feeling, she was willing to do
anything now. "Go ahead Mr. Wilson..please show me?"
"Ok..step your feet apart some, and I am going to put my
hand under your skirt and run it up to your pussy. Can
you allow me to do that Stacy?"
Stacy didn't hesitate with her answer. "Mr. Wilson, I
trust you, and I want to do something about this, so go
ahead."
Bob placed his hand on her leg, fingers extended to her
rear. He really did want to help her but at the same
time he was hoping his cock would not cumm. She jumped,
out of reflex, never having someone's hand there before.
Bob eased his fingers up till they made contact with her
pussy. She took in a breath when he touched it, but she
didn't move. Bob was surprised, wet and no panties. What
was this all about?
"Stacy, your pussy is wet, not to worry, this is what
happens when you are aroused sexually. It is a normal
occurrence. Now am going to rub my fingers around and
you tell me if you feel something very different." Bob
began sawing his fingers through her wet pussy, slowly
coming up to her clit. He knew the effect this would
have on her. When he touched it, she grabbed his wrist.
"Ohhh...Mr. Wilson. What is that..? When you touch it
there?"
"That is your clit, the most sensitive part on your body
when you rub it. Now I am going to relieve your tingle,
by way of this button of yours. You will feel something
building you cannot explain. It will not hurt you, just
go with it and let it happen. It will be the most
amazing feeling you have ever had, are you ready?"
Stacy took a deep breath, a little nervous, not knowing
what was going to happen. "Ok Mr. Wilson I'm ready."
Bob began stimulating this young girls clit. It was
really hard now. He could not believe he was
masturbating this 12 year old girl, and she was letting
him, no, asking him. She grabbed his wrist and closed
her eyes. She could feel something building, just as he
said. She was humping her ass back and forth as he did
this.
"Oh wow! That feels wonderful Mr. Wilson. But the tingle
is intensifying though."
She had her eyes closed, her breathing was getting
harder now. Her pussy was so wet. Bob resisted the urge
to finger her...maybe later, He thought.
"Ohhh... ohhh I think it's going to happen... it's going
to happppppen... AAGHG!! Stacy clamped her legs shut on
his hand, holding his wrist with both hands. Her ass was
humping his finger as he rubbed her. She was cumming and
his hand was soaked. He was trying to keep it off her
skirt. She moaned and humped, then fell against him,
holding his shoulders, with her face on his chest. It
was all he could do to restrain his own orgasm.
Bob let her rest a minute. Stacy stood back up and
looked up at him. "WOW! Mr. Wilson. What was that? I
have never felt...anything like it."
"Stacy, you have just had what is called, your first
orgasm. It is your body, releasing all of that sexual
arousal you have been feeling. Is the tingle gone now?"
"Well, yes, sort of... It is a different kind now, but
it seems to be going down. Is it always like this?"
"Well, mostly. It all depends on how aroused you are and
how long it has been sense you did it last."
"You mean..to get rid of my tingles..arousal, I have to
do this?"
"Well there is more to it than that but simply, yes.
That is what your mom was doing, when You saw her.
Relieving her sexual tension. Sense your dad... you
know, isn't around to help her with this, she has to
resort to doing it herself."
This was a lot for her to think about. As Bob took his
hand out from between her legs, it was pretty wet. "Oh
Mr. Wilson...sorry about that. I felt like I... peed.
Does that always happen?"
"Yes Stacy, it probably will. now why don't you use my
bathroom to clean up, then I will take you home. I am
going to use the rest room, I will be right back." Bob
went into the boys bathroom. Just about all had left. He
chose a stall, took his pants and shorts off and sat
down. His cock was like a steel pole, he had to stand
and face the toilet, smelling her pussy on his hand as
he jacked it off, he exploded. Grunting loud enough,
that someone would have heard, and known what he was
doing. he just shot all over everything, not even trying
to hit the toilet. Thought they would think it was some
Horney kid.
The smell of her pussy was so intoxicating. He didn't
think he would ever stop cumming. He had something that
would give him many a nights pleasure. He was hoping
this was all caught on his security camera, he had in
his office.
-= CHAPTER 4 =-
When Bob walked into the room, Stacy was standing there,
with the most contented look on her face. She walked up
to him, she reached around him and hugged herself to
him.
"Mr. Wilson..I don't even know how to thank you." She
squeezed him and he held her tight.
"I am just glad I was able too. If you need any more
help, please feel free to ask me. Now I hope this will
help you in class." They walked out to the car and he
took her home.
She thanked him and ran into the house. Waving good bye
as he drove off, her mom wanted to know how things went.
"Well sweetie, was Mr. Wilson any help?" Boy was this a
loaded question.
"Oh Mom, that man is so wonderful. I think I have a
handle on it." Thinking about something she continued,
"I may have him help me some more. I'll call you when I
do." She was having all types of thoughts now. Even some
that...aroused her. "Mom, going up to do some homework,
tell me when supper in ready." And she just bounded up
the stairs. Her mom was pleased that she was getting the
help she needed. More than she would ever realize.
In her room, Stacy removed all of her clothes and laid
on her bed She let her hands travel to her pussy.
Thinking about what was said and the events that
transpired, she felt the..arousal beginning. She
carefully rubbed herself like Mr. Wilson had. Then she
stopped. "I think I will save this till tonight, now I
know what to do."
After supper, she went to her room, finished her home
work and removed her clothes and slipped into her
pajamas. She was reading when she heard her mom come to
bed. After an hour later, she could faintly hear her
mom. She snuck down to her bed room. The door was almost
closed as she stood there and eased it open just enough
to see in.
Her mom was lying on the bed, face up legs apart and she
was playing with her titties and rubbing her pussy. This
got Stacy very aroused. She slipped her hand into her
bottoms and began rubbing the spot Mr. Wilson showed
her. Her mom was humping her ass off the bed as she
rubbed. Moaning and you could faintly hear the slosh of
her fingers on her wet pussy. She looked like she was
doing more, but Stacy could not tell what she was doing.
All of a sudden her mom, lifted her ass off the bed and
held it there, grabbing her tittie, then she began
rubbing it harder. She could hear the wet noise her hand
was making. She was trying to be quiet, but the sounds
she was making, coupled with the sight of her mom, sent
her over the edge, right at the same moment her mom
came.
Stacy doubled over, clamping her hand as it rubbed her
clit and she had another amazing orgasm. She did all she
could to not make a sound as she was humping her hand
and cumming. She knew she would have to change her
bottoms. But the feeling was , more than she could
describe. She wanted more. And to know more. And she
knew just the person to ask.
***
The next day in class. Stacy approached Mr. Wilsons desk
before class started. "Uh..Mr. Wilson?"
"Yes Stacy..is everything..all
right..now?""Oh..yes..thank you..About that." She wasn't
quite sure how to bring it up. "Well..I was
wondering...Could..would you show me some more..you
know...about yesterday?" Stacy was very nervous, you
could see the sweat forming on her forehead.
"Stacy..are you sure you want me to...pursue this? If
anyone found out we could both be in a lot of trouble."
"Yes..I know...oh..I wouldn't say anything...to
anyone..honest. You said if I have any more...
questions."
"You come and see me during lunch, we'll talk more then,
ok?"
"Oh..Ok Mr. Wilson..thanks" Stacy took her seat just as
more were coming in. Tonya walked up to Stacy.
"Stace, you ok? We haven't talked much. Anything...going
on you need to talk about?" Now her and Tonya had talked
about sex and nasty things before...but this was
different. "I seen you talking to Mr. Wilson..is there
anything wrong?"
"Ohhh..no..no, nothing wrong, just asking Mr. Wilson for
some help in something...I'm having trouble in. And he
said he would help. Isn't that great?"
"Oh..yeah..well...ok then." For some unknown reason
Tonya didn't seem to want to pry as she would have any
other time..strange. Stacy changed the subject and they
chatted about other things. Then Tommy walked into the
room. He walked over to Julia and was talking to her. As
he was standing slightly behind her.
"Oh my! Stacy, look where Tommy is staring." Now Julia
was developing more than any other girl in the class,
and this did not go unnoticed by Tommy, Who was looking
down her blouse. As she was talking to her friend and
Tommy, when she would lean forward some, her blouse
would open. Maybe more. Tommy could see her bra, and
then just get a glimpse of her nipple when her bra moved
away from her body.
Stacy and Tonya were transfixed by what they were
viewing. Trying not to be too obvious. "Stacy! look! At
Tommie's..package it's...growing. Stace...he's getting
a...hard on from Julia's tittys." They put their hands
to their mouth and turned the other way.
Stacy's tingle came on full force. She clamped her legs
together and tried not to let on what happened. She
didn't know it then, but Tonya came, right then. "Oh
Stace...hold on I have to go..to the bathroom, be right
back." This all being new to Stacy, she hadn't a clue to
what was going on with Tonya.
Stacy went to her seat, which happened to be right where
Tommy and Julia were talking. She sat down and tried to
act normal. But as she glanced out of the corner of her
eye. There it was... Tommy's hard on. Almost in her
face. It was..big and sticking out. "Why isn't he
worried? Doesn't he know what he is doing? Doesn't he
care if anyone...notices? Especially Julia?"
Truth be known, Tommy didn't care. He had heard that
girls get turned on by this. As he walked to his seat,
he could see other girls..looking at him. This gave him
a very smug attitude as he sat, smiling around at the
other girls, who some were blushing and not wanting to
make eye contact.
Of course this did not go unnoticed by Mr. Wilson who
walked over to Tommy, bending down he said quietly "Mr.
Ames, please see me after school. In my office."
This got Tommy's attention. "Is..is there anything
wrong...Mr. Wilson..sir?" Tommy was sweating now, not
sure what was going to happen.
"Tom, just want to discuss something with you..ok?" And
he walked off. Tom's face was getting a little red, as
others seen Mr. Wilson talking to him. Maybe they knew.
Mr. Wilson had noticed that Her Stacy and Tonya had seen
what was happening, so it didn't surprise him when Stacy
asked to use the rest room.
"Stacy, it is almost lunch time, can you hold it...a
little longer?" He knew what she wanted to do but he had
other plans.
"Oh..Well...I...guess I can." She returned to her seat.
The bell rang for lunch. Tom told Stacy to hurry to the
bathroom and get right back here, so he could talk to
her and she would still have time for lunch. Stacy did
just that, she took time to pee, but nothing else, maybe
later, she thought.
-= CHAPTER 5 =-
Stacy hurried back to the class room just as Mr. Wilson
was stepping from behind the computer desks. Walking to
his desk, he sat down as Stacy approached him. She stood
there, feet together, hands in front of her, clasped
backwards, very submissive posture.
"Stacy, are you sure about this now? I have to know for
sure."
"Yes... Mr. Wilson...Will you...show me?"
"Ok, let's start. Stacy, reach under your dress and
remove your panties and place them on my desk."
"What?...right here...now? The door...is open..what
if..some one sees?"
"I'll explain latter, but...yes. Take off your panties
and put them on my desk."
Stacy was worried. She trusted her teacher..but. She
reached under her dress and removed her panties, putting
them on his desk. "Ok, now the big test. I want you to
raise your dress above your waist, turn around and when
you face me I want you to open your legs wide and count
to 5 before you lower your dress. You may begin..now."
Stacy just stared at him for a few moments. When she saw
he was serious, she raised her dress, so you could see
her bald pussy, which was wet and her clit was sticking
out. And that beautiful ass of hers. Her face was red as
a beat. As she turned, she was hoping no one would pass
by the open door. Bob knew that no one would be coming,
besides you could always hear someone walking before
they got to the door. But Stacy didn't know this.
Stacy faced him, spread her legs wide apart, which
opened her pussy. She then counted to 5 closed her legs
and lowered her dress.
"Now Stacy..tell me. How is your tingle..right now. Is
it very strong?"
Stacy had her legs clamped tight as she spoke. "Mr.
Wilson...I don't know why but it is so...strong..right
now. Why?"
"It's because you thought you were going to get caught
doing something...nasty. Public display has an arousing
effect. Like when you were looking at Tommie's hard on
and he knew he could be seen. That is why it stayed
hard. Now here is what I want you to do when you come
back to class, I am going to give you a computer
assignment that will last the afternoon. Are you still
game? And do not touch your pussy, ok?"
Stacy didn't quit understand but she was willing.
"Ok..Mr. Wilson..I'll try.. And yes...it did make it
tingle..a lot. I thought someone would see me and then
it hit. Can I have my panties now?"
"No Stacy, I am going to fold them and leave them on the
back corner of my desk. Folded as they are no one will
notice what they are...only you. Then you tell me what
effect that has on you. Ok?"
"Well...ok. I'll go and clean up some, promise I
won't..touch it." Stacy smiled and walked away. When she
got to the bathroom, alone, she wanted to rub it so bad,
but she decided not to.
Walking into the cafeteria, she found Tonya, and Julia,
setting and eating. She sat down and began helping
herself to Tonya's fries.
"Gee Stace, help yourself."
"Oh ok..I was. Not very hungry, but I'll snack on your
food. And before you ask. Mr. Wilson wanted to talk to
me, said he would give me some help by way of the
computer this afternoon. Now I have told you my life
story, what are you two talking about?"
Tonya looked at Julia and smiled. Julia was beaming
back. "Well...you see. That show we saw this
morning..with Tommy? Julia set it up. She knows he is
always trying to look down her blouse, so this time, she
gave Tommy a show. Her blouse and bra were loose enough
to give him a big look."
Stacy, mouth open, looking at Julia, half laughing.
"Julia...you slut. Why on earth for?"
"Well girls..I can't say it didn't turn me on...a
little." She grinned at Tonya, as if they had some
secrete going on. "But I knew Mr. Wilson was looking our
way, and I know he saw what Tommy was looking at. I sure
would like to be a fly on the wall when he see's Mr.
Wilson after school. I know that is what it is because
he always says things like that discreetly so as not to
embarrass any one. You know, I like that about Mr.
Wilson. He is very thoughtful of people. And did you see
Tommy's face get red after he quietly spoke to him?"
Finally back in class. "Ok students. I want you to read
the next chapter and write an essay on your findings.
You will have the rest of the afternoon, more than
enough time to finish. This way there will be no home
work tonight. Tomorrow, we will review your findings. It
will be interesting what you come up with." His way with
words always encouraged his students. with feeling no
pressure.
"Stacy, I have another project for you. if you please,
join me at the computer stations." They were three
cubicles, open top, closed front and sides that
projected back behind the stool. They even had a draw
curtain to add to the privacy. As Stacy followed him to
the middle one, she noticed it had a towel on the stool.
He had her set down facing the computer. What she didn't
know is there was a camera under the table as well as
one in the monitor. No one ever asked why there was a
little nightlight in the outlet on the floor.
"Now Stacy, if you are ready. Remember our conversation
this afternoon. I want you to remove all of your
clothing and fold it on the table. Even your shoes and
socks. I want you to put your feet on the side of your
stool, a little to the rear. I then want you to open
your pussy lips and keep them like that till I return."
He straightened up and walked out to the class and began
giving directions.
Stacy sat there, trying to take this all in. She found
herself unzipping her dress, quietly, and pulling it
over her head without letting her arms go above the
dividers. Folding it on the table, she removed her bra,
shoes and socks. Sitting there, she could see her
reflection in the monitor screen. Moving her legs back
on each side of the stool, she reached down and placed
her fingers on each side of her pussy, opening it up all
the way.
Her clit was sticking out, and if you could see there,
her pussy gaped open and exposed her hole. She was very
wet. Thinking about what Mr. Wilson said earlier.
"Someone could come behind here and..see me..naked,
holding my...p..pussy..open." This thought brought her
arousal to full strength. She felt herself getting
wetter. More than ever. She could even smell her pussy.
Mr. Wilson picked up some material and walked back to
the computers. Everyone was all reading and engrossed in
their assignment. When he spoke she almost jumped up.
"Ohhhh...Mr. Wilson...you scared me...it almost made
me...you know."
Mr. Wilson stood behind her, bending down, he grabbed
her stool and rolled it back till she was just partially
sticking past the sides. Now the computers were far to
the rear of the class room, so that if anyone did turn
around they could not see anything. But Stacy did not
realize this. She was scared.
"I know this has you worried, but the thought that
someone might see you, does have you aroused, doesn't it
Stacy?"
Stacy looked at him, biting her lower lip she nods her
head. "Place your hands on the table and lift yourself
up enough to let me put my hand under your ass and on
your pussy." Stacy lifted herself up some off the stool.
Mr. Wilson placed his left hand softly on her titties
and played with her nipples.
Stacy was breathing a little harder now, looking at his
hands and enjoying the feeling on her tits. He ran his
right hand down her back, down under her ass, which was
wide open. He brushed his fingers over her anus, she
jerked a little, but stayed still. His finger got to her
pussy hole and he began rubbing it around, it was soooo
wet down there.
"Now Stacy, you will have to remain very quiet. I am
going to run my finger and thumb in your pussy to get it
all wet. I will then bring it back to your anus hole and
slowly push it up inside you. I will work my index
finger into your pussy hole while my middle finger plays
with your button. I want you to remain very quiet and
don’t cumm till I tell you. Can you do that? Now is the
time to back out if you want to."
She just looked at him and nodded her head, then turned
back to the screen. She was ready.
Bob moved his wet thumb back and began pressing it in
her ass. He got his head down next to her ear as he
spoke very softly. "Relax your ass and push out. It will
slide right in." Sure enough, when she did, it did slide
in. It felt tight but there was no pain.
As Bob played in her pussy, he slid his finger
in...slowly. No barrier. He then began to circle her
clit with his middle finger. Stacy had never felt
anything like this...ever. It was so stimulating. Just
trying to be quiet, was such a turn on in itself. She
felt it building fast, she wasn't sure she could control
it.
Bob was working her body. She was lifted off the stool
some, her ass was rocking as he played with her. Her
eyes would close, her mouth was open some and her head
was tilted back and it was all she could do not to moan,
for the pleasure she was receiving.
"Now Stacy, when you cum, just concentrate on
controlling your breathing. Now just think. What if they
knew you were back here. Naked, with my hands on your
titties and my fingers in your ass and pussy. I wonder
if anyone out there knows that I am twirling your
nipples. My thumb is wiggling and pumping your ass hole.
My index finger is in a hole that any boy out there
would give anything to be in. As I finger fuck your
pussy Stacy and play with your clit."
Bob was pulling her back as he spoke. You could see one
of the students in the back row. " Why Stacy, there is
Tonya, what if she turned her head this way and saw you.
5 seconds Stacy." Bob pulled her back enough so she
could see the back of the class, he began counting to 5.
Her hands were on the front of the stool. All of a
sudden she realized what could happen, they could see
her, being finger fucked by her teacher and it hit.
Bob rolled her back in as she was having one of the
biggest orgasm's in history. She tried with all her
might to stay silent and think of her breathing. She was
breathing out her nose, her pussy and ass were a giant
tremble. Her eyes were closed tight as she grabbed Bob's
arm and held on for dear life as she humped her ass and
pussy. The feeling was indescribable. Her ass and pussy
were winking nonstop. She was cumming all over his hand.
The towel was soaked. She wanted so bad to yell out, but
because she had to be quiet, this added to the intensity
of the orgasm, which seemed to last forever.
Bob didn't let up. He could feel her grip on his fingers
in her ass and pussy. It was a constant spasm. The pussy
juice was pouring out of her like a faucet. A little
moan escaped her lips but nobody heard. After what
seemed to be an eternity, he took his hands out from
under her. She didn't see him lick his finger before he
grabbed another towel he had.
"Well how was that, what you expected?" She couldn't
talk just nod her head as she held her pussy with two
hands. "There is some towelets to clean up and some air
freshener. Don't get dressed, I'll be back, it's not
over yet. ok?" All she could do was look at him and nod
her head. This was something so big, she didn't know how
to feel about it. It was the most enjoyable feeling,
that she didn't ever want to stop. She just sat there,
slowly rubbing her pussy
Bob cleaned his hand off and sprayed some odor killer on
himself as he walked out to the class. They had about an
hour to go. "Class, give me your attention. I want you
to finish. When you do, put your papers on my desk and
you may go to the library for the remainder of the time
left. I have a project with Stacy, and I don't wish to
be interrupted, if you have any questions, it will have
to wait till tomorrow. Please be quiet and have a good
afternoon. I will see you all tomorrow." That said, he
walked over to Tommy and whispered ."When You are
through, I want you to go and wait in my office,
understand?" Tommy gulped and nodded his head yes.
Bob returned to the computer cubicle. Stacy was still
sitting on the stool, naked, her hand on her pussy and
her nipples. Bob turned her around leaning on her stool.
"Well now do you see what I mean about the thought of
getting caught and how arousing it is?"
"Ohhhh Mr. Wilson..I...I mean...I just never...thought
that...it would be so....wonderful."
"It gets better, ready for round 2? ready to cumm
again?"
"Round 2?...you mean there's...more?" Bob stood there,
from the class all you could see was his head, then you
couldn't tell what was going on. To Stacy's surprise, he
removed his shoes, took off his pants and underwear.
Stacy sat there, with her mouth open, staring at his
cock which was hard and sticking up. Her mouth was open
some and her eyes were big as saucers. He motioned her
to stand up while he sat on the stool. Closed his legs
and his cock stuck up and laid on his lower belly. He
reached for Stacy's hand and led her to straddle his
legs and set on his knees.
"Stacy, I want you to rub your pussy on my cock till you
cumm. Can you do that?" Bob reached for her ass and
slowly pulled her up to his cock. She looked at his
cock, then up to his face, then back to his cock. "If
you don't want this to happen, just get up, and I will
leave." Stacy didn't resist in the least as he pulled
her right up tight to his cock. Stacy gave an intake of
breath as her open pussy came in contact with Bob's hard
cock.
Stacy laid her head on his shoulder and began, on her
own accord, to slide her pussy up and down on his cock.
Bob was trying to hold off his own orgasm. Not an easy
challenge, but he was sure he could do it. Stacy could
feel the contact her clit was making with his cock and
it felt fantastic. She wanted this to last forever.
Bob placed his hands on her ass and played in her hole
as she rode up and down on his cock. Stacy placed her
arms around his neck.
"Just think Stacy, what if Tonya or Julia could see what
you are doing. Right behind them, not 10 feet away.
Would they wish it was there pussy, instead of yours?"
He felt her press her pussy tighter to his cock as he
spoke. her head buried in his shoulder.
"And what about Tommy. If this could be his cock, what
would he give for that I wonder?" Stacy brought her head
back and pressed her face into his chest, she was
ridding him faster, her breathing was heavier through
her nose. He knew she was close. Then he thought he
would take the chance.
"Stacy, would I be out of place if I were to say, would
you want your mom to be in your place?" She ground into
him and she came sooooo hard. She was just a pumping her
pussy and creaming. She was making mewing sounds, that
Bob thought would be heard. She was breathing so hard
through her nose. Her legs were clamping hard on his
sides, and he also exploded. His cumm hit her tits and
belly. When she felt this she hugged him tighter and she
came again. Saying softly." Ohhhhhmmmmmm Mr.
Wilson...soooooo wonderful. Make it happen again."
He just said softly in her ear. "I would love to Stacy,
but it will take some time for me to recover. I am going
to get up now. You stay and relax." Bob cleaned up and
got dressed. When he looked out, the class room was
empty. "Stacy, everyone is gone, when you are ready,
come into my office, ok?"
Stacy stood and hugged him "Mr. Wilson, I don't know how
to thank you that was soooo wonderful. I see what you
mean now." Bob kissed her on the forehead and went to
his office.
-= CHAPTER 6 =-
When Bob walked into his office, there was Tommy,
sitting on the chair, he got up when Bob came in. "Well
Mr. Ames. do you know why you are here?"
Tommy had his hands in front of him. They were sweaty
and he was really nervous." N..no..no sir, not really."
He stood in front of Tommy, very menacing as he stood
over him. "Well Tom, I think you have eye trouble and a
problem with your, may I be so bold as to say it? your
hard cock?!" He just let him stand there and tremble.
You could see the fear in his eyes. "You seem to like to
show off your hard on. Is this true, and please do not
lie to me young man."
Tommy cast his eyes down, his voice trembling a little
as he spoke. "Y..yes sir."
"Well there are two ways to handle this. I can talk to
your parents and Julia's and the principle... or plan b.
what shall it be?"
Tommy thought and then said." Mr. Wilson, if I choose
plan b, what is it and who will know?"
"Good question Mr. Ames, very good question." Bob sat on
the chair as he talked. "For one, you accept plan b
without knowing and I will keep this to ourselves. What
will it be? No exceptions."
Tommy thought for a while. He didn't want this getting
to his parents, he knew full well what his dad would do.
"I...I choose...plan b sir."
"Are you sure, there will be no turning back."
"Yes sir."
"Al right then. I am going to give you instructions, you
will obey and not hesitate, if you do, the deals off and
I call your parents. understand?"
"Tommy hung his head low, "Yes sir, what do you want me
to do?"
"Good..good. Tommy, remove all of your clothes, shoes
and socks, you have one minute starting now." Tom
couldn't believe what he just heard. Bob took out his
phone.
"45 seconds Tom, I am dialing your parents right now. If
you are not naked I will ring your parents. times
wasting Tom."
He started removing his clothes. "15 seconds Tom." He
was going faster now. Oh Times up, time to call your
folks."
"No please...no look I'm naked...I'm naked."
Tom froze when bob said hello. "Ah yes, Mr. Ames. Bob
Wilson here, Tommie's teacher..I called to say..." He
looked at Tommy. Tommy's cock was ready to release a
stream of pee, he was so scared. " Tommy will be staying
after for a little bit. No nothing wrong, just a little
help with something. He will be better when I am
through. I'll bring him home afterwards. Yes, thank you
and to you also, good day sir."
Tommy was white as a ghost. Standing there naked, his
cock dripping a little pee. "Tom use the bathroom and
then come out here."
After Tom had used the bathroom Bob had him stand in
front of him. "Tom place your hands behind your back and
grab your elbows." When he did, Bob wrapped his hands to
his elbows with Velcro straps. Just then there was a
knock on the door. To Tommy's horror, when Bob said to
come in, in came Julia and Stacy. Tommy didn't know what
to do, he couldn't cover himself. "Mr. Ames, do not
move, do you understand?" He didn't dare move. But he
was so embarrassed.
Julia and Stacy both couldn't believe their eyes. "Girls
would you please come over here. I need your help to
teach Tommy a very valuable lesson. Are you game.?"
They both spoke in unison, a slight smile on their face
as they said, "Sure Mr. Wilson"
"Well Tommy here likes to see your titties Julia, which
gets his, may I say it? His cock hard, and then he likes
to strut that around. What do you think about that?"
"Mr. Wilson...it makes me soooo angry, To take advantage
of us like that. And then to be so smug about the effect
it has on him. I think we should cut it off."
Well Stacy just covered her mouth and laughed. Never
expecting anything like that to come from her. Tommy on
the other hand was terrified.
"Well Julia, I don't think we will go that far, even if
he does deserve it. But to help me out, and I know I am
asking for something way above and beyond what I have
the right to ask. But would you be willing to do
something to get him...hard so I can continue?"
Julia walked up to Tommy. "Mr. Wilson, I would do
anything to help you out. How about this." Now she
didn't know what Bob had in mind, but she was willing to
do her part. She began unbuttoning her blouse. Stacy
just stood there, not believing what was happening. She
pulled her bra above her titties showing Tommy her
tittys and her nipples, which to say the least were
becoming hard. "Is these babies what you wanted to see
Tommy?"
Toms mouth just dropped as he stared. His cock came to
life. Mr. Wilson stood, reached down and grabbed his
cock with his left hand he pulled it as he began
slapping Toms ass with his hand. Bob literally pulled
him around the room by his cock as he beat his ass.
Tommy was just bawling now. he was feeling the sting on
his ass and the humiliation was so great.
"Please stop Mr. Wilson..no more...please? I won't do it
again...promise." Bob went on for a little more then he
stopped Toms cock was still hard. Julia had not covered
her tits back up. Tommy was still bawling, just like a
little girl now. Bob stood behind Tom and began jacking
his cock.
"Now for the ending, let's show these girls how your
cock can shoot, shall we? Open your legs for me Tommy,
now." Tommy opened his legs and Bob ran his other hand
down on his pucker hole. "Tommy, do you know what this
is? It's your boy pussy, and I am going to play with it
as you shoot."
TOM did indeed like the feeling of Bob's finger on his
anus, as he rimmed it. It just added to his arousal and
humiliation. "Please...Mr. Wilson...stop...don't let
this happen...please?" Tommy was actually humping his
ass.
"Now you tell me Tommy, when it gets ready to shoot."
Julia had her hands on her nipples, unconsciously
rubbing them. Her pussy was very wet, as was Stacy's.
They both wanted to rub themselves right there.
"It's there..it's there" Tommy was humping his ass now.
As Bob jacked him harder, pressing his finger into
Tommy's ass some. Tommy shot all over the floor. Julia
squeezed her legs together. Bob knew she just had an
orgasm. Her eyes fluttered shut and then opened. Bob
kept pumping his cock and poking his ass with his
finger. Even though Tommy was thoroughly humiliated, he
found himself liking the sensation in his ass that Mr.
Wilson was causing.
"Julia, thank you so much. You were a very great help.
If you and Stacy want to freshen up, please use my
bathroom." They went in and closed the door. He undid
Tommy's arms. "Here are some paper towels. Clean up the
mess you made." Tommy got down and cleaned up his cumm
off the floor, then got dressed.
"Oh Stacy..That was so...hot. I don't know about you but
when I saw him cumm. Well so did I. Did you cumm Stacy?"
"Huh?..oh...no...not really. It did..turn me on...but
no..I didn't." They cleaned up and went out to meet Mr.
Wilson.
"Now, Tommy, I hope you have learned your lesson. Girls,
I would ask you to be discrete about this. If you do
tell anyone, I don't want it getting around,
understand?"
"Yes sir, we will be careful, promise." Said Stacy, as
she looked at Julia.
"Of course girls, if Tommy has not learned his lesson,
then I guess I couldn't...hold you back?"
"Oh Mr. Wilson...I promise, I won't do it again, at
least not on purpose. And Julia, I'm...I'm sorry
for..taking advantage of you. You can hate me if you
want to, I wouldn't blame you."
Julia walked up to Tommy. "Tommy That was sweet of you
to say that, I forgive you." And with that said, she
gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Julia, that was very nice of you to say that. Tommy, be
thankful you have people like this. Now let's go home,
shall we.?"
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