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From all outside appearances, it looked no different than any other high school in the rest of the country. However, Westchester High harbored secrets – dirty secrets. Even a clandestine lunchtime tryst off campus could lead to a naughty secret shared by a teacher and her former student. (F/m-teen, ped, cheating-wife, voy, preg) *** PERIOD FOUR: Sebastian Sewell was out the door and off the campus of Westchester High the moment Third Period let out for lunch at 11:50. Many of the students fled the school grounds for lunch, particularly the seniors, like Sebastian, who often turned lunch into a 2-hour break. Sebastian planned to blow off Fourth Period, his Home Economics class, which was non-essential for graduation. It was such a nice warm day, Sebastian figured he'd put on his swimsuit and head over to the community pool for awhile, then go home and lunch up on some pizza. The laughter and screeches of pint-sized divers filled the air as Sebastian entered the Westchester Community Pool. He wandered along the deck, scanning the lawn chairs for Gretchen or Melanie, two classmates who would often spend their lunches at the pool, but alas, it was nothing today but a sea of moms and little kids. But then he spotted his neighbor Mrs. Donna Elmore. Mrs. Elmore was Sebastian's teacher during his junior year, instructing him in Introductory Business – accounting and such. She should've been in school today, because as far as he knew, she was still teaching at the high school. Damn, Sebastian thought to himself as he watched Mrs. Elmore apply sunscreen to her freckled arms, Mrs. Elmore looks really hot in a bikini. Because she always wore loose-fitting tops and skirts in the classroom, Sebastian hadn't realized how incredibly big and juicy Mrs. Elmore's boobs were. "I guess it's okay for the teachers to play hooky, right, Mrs. Elmore?" Mrs. Elmore looked up, shading her eyes from the sun's glare. "Sebastian! How are you?" She seemed genuinely pleased to see her former student. All of those tense times last year when she'd chastise him for cutting class had apparently been forgiven and forgotten. And that made sense, because now they were simply neighbors, not teacher-and-student. Both Sebastian's and Donna Elmore's families had lived in the same subdivision (Westchester Gardens) since it opened, meaning Sebastian had never known another place as home. "I'm fine, Mrs. Elmore," Sebastian responded. He grinned mischievously. "But you still haven't explained your absence from the high school today, young lady." Donna smiled, a hand still shielding her aquamarine eyes from the high noon sun. "Well, well, well – how the tables have turned. If you must know, my daycare had a measles outbreak, so I had to watch the kids today." She pointed to the kiddie pool and her two blond sons, ages 4 and 5, splashing around. "Oh, okay, then," Sebastian acknowledged with mock absolution. He sat down on the deck chair next to his former teacher. "Hey, would you mind?" Mrs. Elmore handed Sebastian the container of sunblock and turned her back toward him. "I can't reach well enough to cover it all." "Sure, I'd love to." Sebastian squirted some of the lotion into both hands, rubbed them together and massaged the creme into his teacher's shoulders, then down her back, all the way to her narrow waist. Her skin was soft and warm from the sun and it was quite a sensual experience all on its own, even as Sebastian's thoughts turned very, very naughty. "Mmmmmm," coo'd Mrs. Elmore. "Your hands feel good." She shifted around and then lay face down on the deck chair, her muscular derriere barely hidden by the brevity of her bikini bottoms. Sebastian moved his chair around to get better access, and then moved it again. Finally, he got up and straddled his teacher, standing with a leg on either side of her chair. He reached down and kept applying and rubbing the lotion onto her back. Mrs. Elmore finally turned her head and smiled. "That's a lot of lotion, Sebastian." Then, she quickly added, "But I'm not asking you to stop." And what should've taken about 30 seconds turned into a sensual massage of nearly 20 minutes, as Sebastian worked the lotion all around his neighbor's back. At Mrs. Elmore's suggestion (to "get a more even tan"), she eventually coaxed her former student to unhook her bikini top. And every time the lotion evaporated or absorbed into her skin, Mrs. Elmore would giggle and say, "Oh, more, please!" Sebastian kept it coming, and was soon seated on the back of Mrs. Elmore's thighs with no objection from her at all. He was also making his massaging circles wider and wider, tickling Mrs. Elmore's armpits and brushing the sides of her magnificent boobs. Again, there was nary an admonition from his married neighbor. Indeed, she was now rhythmically flexing her nether cheeks, appearing as if she were rubbing her mound against the chair beneath her. The two laughed and joked as this now-not-very-innocent "favor" consumed nearly a half-hour. By now, Mrs. Elmore was squirming and gyrating her hips as Sebastian clandestinely dry-humped the deep cleft of her robust rump. Aside from the fact that this lotioning task was taking such a long time and was getting more and more racy as each minute passed, no one else at the pool seemed to take much notice of what they were doing. However, Mrs. Elmore finally whispered, "I think I better get the kids back to the house and get them lunched. It's almost their nap time." Sebastian ceased his massage, not sure what might come next. He reached down and re-fastened Mrs. Elmore's bikini top, then moved back to his chair. "Thanks, Hon." Mrs. Elmore rotated around, and her big boobs were again safely secure in their hammock. She adjusted the straps and smiled. "That was a really nice application of sunblock. Best I ever had." At that point, her boys Bobby and Tommy appeared at her side, ready to go back home for fish sticks and apple juice. Mrs. Elmore suggested that Sebastian come back home with them for lunch, too. As they walked up the street to the Elmore residence, Donna explained to her sons that Sebastian was a friend from school. She made lunch and the four of them watched cartoons while they scarfed down their meal. Sebastian liked Mrs. Elmore's kids and played some games with them after lunch, until Mrs. Elmore announced that it was nap time. "Awwwwwwww...." the boys pouted in unison. "We wanna keep playing with Sebastian!" said Bobby. "Yeah!" Tommy echoed. "Now, now," Mrs. Elmore scolded as she ushered her little boys to their shared bedroom, "I know that at daycare, you always take a nap after lunch." The boys reluctantly crawled into their beds and Donna Elmore tucked them in. "Since it's only fair, Mommy is also going to take a nap now." She looked toward the boy's bedroom doorway where Sebastian now stood. A slight but devious smile crossed her lips. "And I think Mommy's friend wants to take a nap, too. Right, Sebastian?" Sebastian nodded. Soon, he was following Mrs. Elmore across the hallway to the Master Bedroom. After they entered, she turned around, unhooked her bikini top again, and allowed it to fall to the carpet. Her aureoles were dark and rubbled, and they tickled Sebastian's chest as the two embraced. "My husband is an asshole," Mrs. Elmore suddenly declared. "He and I made those two adorable boys and then I wanted a girl, but he went off and got a vasectomy without telling me. Fucking bastard. He thinks he can just do whatever he wants. Well, so can I." Mrs. Elmore pressed her lips to Sebastian's and they kissed passionately. Then she whispered in his ear, "How about you and I make a beautiful baby girl together? Would you like that?" Without waiting for an answer, she pushed Sebastian back onto the bed and pulled his swim trunks off. His cock sprang free, fully loaded and ready to go. Mrs. Elmore stripped off her bikini bottoms, crawled up to where he lay, and swiftly squatted on his eager erection. Both of them sighed with intense satisfaction as she slowly slid all the way down onto him. Then Sebastian's former teacher shifted into high gear and rode him like a bronco, bouncing up and down as if she were a cowgirl at the Last Rodeo. Sebastian returned the fervor, thrusting his hips upward, withdrawing and then plunging deep inside again and again. Neither spoke; only their pleasured moans and the creaking springs of the old king-sized bed gave sound to the bedroom. Soon, Mrs. Elmore climaxed, squealing and pulling at the few curls of hair on Sebastian's chest. Sebastian wanted to last a long time, but he soon felt himself getting close to unloading into his teacher. Then – KNOCKING at the locked bedroom door, along with little Bobby's voice: "Mommy! Mommy! What's wrong?" The two lovers immediately ceased pumping away, both just a hair's breadth away from cumming. Several wisps of Mrs. Elmore's fine blonde hair clung to her perspiring forehead as she exhaled a breath of frustration. "Nothing's wrong, Honey!" she called out toward the door as the secured doorknob rattled and danced. "You can't come in. Mommy and her friend are taking a nap." "Mommy, no you're not!" Bobby countered. "You're wrestling like you do with Daddy, aren't you?" Mrs. Elmore turned to Sebastian lying beneath her, wiggling her hips to give them both some continued stimulation. She shrugged and winked. "Mommy and her friend aren't wrestling. We're just playing Twister." "I wanna play!" Now it was Tommy, too, on the other side of the door. "Let Bobby and me play!" "Go back to your room, you two!" Mrs. Elmore commanded. "It's still nap time." Small feet padded away from the door and it was again silent in the hallway. Mrs. Elmore smiled and kissed Sebastian on the lips. "Let's play some more Twister." They resumed their lovemaking, quickly building back up to the intensity they'd achieved before kiddie interuptus. They were so absorbed in their simultaneous pleasures that they didn't hear the click, as Tommy, the boy genius, used a bent paperclip to spring the lock mechanism on the doorknob. He quietly pushed the door open and both boys' heads peaked around to witness their naked mother bouncing on top of her friend Sebastian. "Ohhh, my lord, Sebastian! I'm cumming!," Mrs. Elmore cried out in joy as she rolled onto her back and Sebastian took over, really hammering the entire length of his cock deep into her hot slippery babyhole. "I'm gonna cum!" Sebastian managed to call out, just as he felt his balls explode and he blasted his fertile seed, pump after pump, deep within the walls of her waiting womb. "Uhhhhhh...." "Yes! Put a little baby girl inside me!" Mrs. Elmore's eyes were clenched in intense pleasure, her lips slightly parted in a fey smile as her voice was soon reduced to one long "oooooooo..." as she climaxed again while Sebastian finished unloading several huge jets of potent babyjuice into her. And, standing just inside the bedroom door, Bobby and Tommy stared, faces flushed and jaws agape. Because Mrs. Elmore and Sebastian soon fell into a loving embrace, and were so absorbed in their afterglow, the tykes eventually were able to sneak back out of the bedroom without being caught. The next morning, both Sebastian and Mrs. Elmore couldn't resist playing hooky again. He arrived at the Elmore residence at 7:30 am, but hung back and waited on the sidewalk, pretending to talk on his cell phone. As soon as he saw Mr. Elmore leave for work, the teenager let himself inside the house. And there in the foyer was Mrs. Elmore, wearing nothing but a nearly transparent black negligee and a tiny matching thong. She licked her lips seductively. "The boys are still asleep," she purred as the two embraced. "Wanna make a baby with me?" "Yeah," Sebastian smiled. Mrs. Elmore led her teenaged stud into the living room and mounted the couch, draping herself over one of the arms and raising up her rear end as an invitation. Sebastian undressed quickly and moved behind her, slipping off her thong and sliding his cock back where it belonged. "Christ, that's so good," Mrs. Elmore moaned as Sebastian fucked her like a dog, slamming it deep inside her moist yearning twat. They fucked and fucked, and Mrs. Elmore nearly toppled off the couch from Sebastian's powerful thrusts. "Oh, god, I'm cumming! Put your seed in me, Sweetheart." "It's babytime!" Sebastian groaned as he let loose with the day's first fertilization, pumping his hot stuff into Mrs. Elmore's wanting womb. They collapsed spent onto the couch, soon finding themselves in each other's arms. And, of course, both Bobby and Tommy were witnesses to it all. They'd roamed into the living room, still in their pajamas, and watched silently as Sebastian impregnated their mommy. * * * So, after pulling her thong back on, Mrs. Elmore and Sebastian sat down with her boys to let them know what was going on. "What you saw was a very, very good thing," Mrs. Elmore explained in a tender, sweet voice. "Mommy and her friend are making a baby sister for you two." "What about Daddy?" Bobby pouted. "Don't tell your Daddy," Sebastian admonished. "It's a big, big surprise and we always keep big, big surprises a secret, don't we?" "Can we watch you do it some more?" Sebastian shook his head, but smiled. "No, Sport. Your Mommy and I need our privacy when we make your baby sister. And it might take us all morning, so I hope you two behave while we're in your Mommy's bedroom." He looked at Mrs. Elmore and blew her a kiss. Her gumdrop nipples visibly hardened with renewed excitement, and she stood up from the couch, taking her stud by the hand. She coaxed him toward the stairs leading to the Master Bedroom. "So do you understand?" Bobby nodded. "Thanks for making me and Tommy a baby sister, Sebastian. Daddy said he wouldn't. You're way nicer than he is." And then he scampered off with his brother to play with all the new toys Sebastian and Mrs. Elmore bought for the boys yesterday afternoon. "Let's not disappoint your sons," Sebastian smiled as he followed Mrs. Elmore once again into the Master Bedroom. END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 82