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(Mf, ped, reluc, 1st, celeb-parody) *** [Author's Note: I wanted to get going on the next cycle of "Making Babies" stories, I had chosen the second and fourth but wasn't sure who to have in this story. I was pushing myself to think of a celebrity I'd want to write a "Making Babies" story about. I wanted to do someone recent, like from a movie or TV show, either now or in the past five years maybe. Out of the blue Nancy Travis popped up, though I had wanted to do a younger actress. I had always enjoyed her acting on Becker with Ted Danson and now on Last Man Standing with Tim Allen, and while I love short women [Nancy is 5'4", over a foot shorter than myself] I was never particularly attracted to her sexually. So I pushed that idea aside, and tried to focus on choosing a different actress. But Nancy Travis kept popping back into my head. I started thinking about some other things about her that I did like, and a story idea started to form. I did some research on Nancy Travis to see if I could find anything useful for this story. (con't) What I did learn was that Nancy Travis did a nude scene in 1988's Married To The Mob. She was topless in a large round bathtub (I couldn't find a decent enough clear shot though) and we get to see her butt. I have to say, Nancy Travis has one of THE best White butts I've EVER seen: http://nudedb.com/hd/ma/ot/married-to-the-mob- 1988-nancy-travis-hot.jpg (which makes sense, she does have a 36-27-38 figure). While the focal point of this story isn't Nancy Travis' great butt, I would have to say I'd like to do more than a few things to that awesome round backside... -drools- G] *** [Fall 1975] Parents don't seem to understand [or maybe they just don't want to understand] that one of the toughest jobs there is out there is to be a teacher. If a couple are good parents, they only have to deal with THEIR children. I have classes of between fifteen to twenty students at a time I have to deal with, several classes a day too of course. Aside from playing "parent" to my own students, I have to break up fights, listen to students' problems, chair school committees, deal with gang violence and drugs, along a host of other things that can pop up. If parents have trouble with their own children, they'd never make it as a teacher. As tough as teaching can be, it is fulfilling most of the time. To see myself get through to a student, get them to understand something and not forget it, that can make a teacher's day. Not all of my students are Einsteins. Not all of my students are Jugheads either. At least I don't have any Sweathogs, have you seen Welcome Back, Kotter? Gabe Kotter is a great teacher, but I couldn't deal with a class full of Sweathogs... Most of my students are average. Mostly Bs, maybe some Cs and the occasional A. And most don't ask for help to improve which doesn't bother me. A teacher cannot force a student to improve, the student must want to him or herself. One of my "average" students Freshman Nancy Travis. Daughter of Gordon, a sales executive, and Theresa, a social worker. I know because Nancy has talked about her home life to me once and most evenings her father is working late and/or her mother has to make an evening visit to a client. Nancy is average in more ways than just as a student. I'd say her looks are average, maybe a slightly better. She has long, curly hair [I've never found women with curly hair attractive]. A skinny body with hardly any chest [though Nancy does have a very nice butt in those bellbottoms; of course I've noticed, I may be her teacher but I'm not dead you know]. She has a pretty face, which is her saving grace making her that slightly better than average. Her brown eyes are very beautiful, but what I really notice about her - when she does it, which is often - is her smile. It's a simple smile, but it increases her attractiveness greatly. One day after class she was standing next to my desk, books in hand, and we were talking about one of the clubs Nancy is involved in after school since her parents are usually out anyway. As we were talking the fourteen year old gave me one of her patented smiles, and I was so glad the classroom was empty and apparently so was the hallway because the din of voices, slamming lockers and scuffling sneakers had long since ceased. All of a sudden out of the blue I leaned down and kissed her on the lips without thinking after she gave me that smile. Nancy dropped her books. It was the sound of them hitting the ground the made me come to my senses. I quickly pulled back and took a step back from the girl. "Oh my goodness, Mr. Geminelli, I can't believe you just did that me!" Nancy gasped, having turned pale. She didn't move from her spot, neither of us making a move to pick up her books. "I'm so sorry, Miss Travis!" I said, face hot. "I don't know what came over me! Please forgive me..." Nancy mumbled something I couldn't make out. I took a step forward to bend down to pick up her books and at the same time she quickly took two steps back. When I had knelt to pick up the books Nancy said "Oh." I looked up and she was blushing now. Rising up, I handed her back her books. "I really am sorry, Miss Travis," I repeated. "Okay, uhhh, I have to go. Bye," She stood and zoomed out of the classroom. I was suddenly worried. Not that she's tell anyone on me, I could tell she was as upset as I was. I was worried that I'd lost her trust. The trust a student has for his or her teacher is supposed to be sacred. And I may have irrevocably breached Nancy's trust forever. It weighed on me the rest of the day, that night - robbing me of my sleep - and most of the following day. When the final bell rang I was kind of glad Nancy didn't have my last class that day. The students soon filed out and I was left alone. Shaking my head, I started reading one of the reports that had just been handed in to me during class. So I didn't notice anyone enter until the door closed behind them. I looked up. "Nanc - I mean Miss Travis!" I gasped. "It's all right," She smiled. This time I had no urge to kiss her. "Listen, I... didn't mean to make such a scene yesterday and embarrass you. I just couldn't believe I was being kissed for the first time...by the one person I've had a huge crush on since the beginning of the school year." I couldn't believe my ears. "Come again?" Nancy giggled. "I have a crush on you, Mr. G," She admitted. I was stunned to silence. "I'll admit I'm not the prettiest girl in school..." Nancy began to say. I thought about the hot girls in my classes over the years who have flirted with me or propositioned me for a better grade over the years. They all knew how hot they were, how large-breasted they were, what great legs they had in short, short skirts, and hoped that'd seduce the better grade out of me. It never worked. But when Nancy smiled, I'd have done anything she asked. "But when you smile that smile you are the prettiest girl in school to me," I interrupted. "Really?" She smiled. I wasn't thinking again. Rising from my desk, I approached her and kissed her again, this time my hands roaming over her large butt. Nancy struggled against me. Breaking our kiss and turning away she said "Mr. Geminelli, just because I have a crush on you doesn't mean I want to have sex with you!" "Is it because you're a virgin?" I asked point blank. Nancy gasped as she turned her face back to me. "Do you have your club right now?" I asked, hoping the answer was no. Nancy shook her head. I let go of her. She didn't run away. "Come home with me then." "Okay," She said without hesitation. When she realized what she said she gasped, then blushed. But she didn't try to take it back. I picked up the book reports and stuffed them into my bag and started to leave. Nancy followed me. I locked the door and we left. Neither of us spoke the whole ride to my small apartment. I wasn't worried that she would change her mind. I had her hooked now. Once at my apartment I locked the door and pulled her to me once more. Nancy didn't resist or say a word. When I kissed her she returned the kiss eagerly. "You're going to let me be your first?" I asked between kisses. "Yes!" She said quickly. As we kissed I undressed her. Then I stepped back and gazed at her young body. "How do I look?" Nancy asked nervously. "You're missing one thing..." I said mysteriously. She smiled. "This?" She pointed at her smiling mouth. "That's it," I said, pulling her back into my arms, groping her firm, naked butt. "That's exactly it." My cock was hard now and I ground it into Nancy. She moaned. Her hand snaked timidly between us and touched my bulge through my pants. When I didn't stop her the girl grew bolder and started fondling and squeezing it. It wasn't long before Nancy had my cock out. She broke our kiss and backed away, eyes on my throbbing cock. "I... I never seen one before..." Nancy admitted. "It - it's so big!" She gulped. I quickly undressed myself and she ogled the rest of my muscular body. I got into weightlifting as a teenager and kept with it over the years. Slipping my arm around her waist, I led Nancy to my bedroom. I pulled the covers to the foot of the bed and climbed into bed, pulling her in with me and pulling the covers up to our waists. I started kissing her again as Nancy stroked me cock. I slipped my hand between her legs. Her unshaven pussy was soaked. "This is going to hurt, isn't it?" Nancy asked nervously. I nodded. "It will, but just for a little while, then it'll only feel good." "Then let's do it!" Nancy said, laying on her back. "I don't want to postpone it any longer or I might chicken out!" She giggled. I climbed on top of the fourteen year old and rubbed my cock along her very wet slit, coating the underside and head with her juices. Grabbing my cock, I pushed the head into her. Putting my hand on either side of her head, I slammed my cock through her hymen. Nancy stiffened, threw back her head and screamed through gritted teeth. I pulled back and kept fucking her at a rapid pace. Her body began to relax, and she let her mouth fall open. Nancy started moaning softly. She had a look of euphoria on her face. "Mmmm... This doesn't just feel good," She sighed. "It feels great!" "Just wait until you orgasm," I winked. "That's when the REAL fun begins." I kept pumping in and out of Nancy hard and fast, and she started gasping and writhing under me. "Oh my goodness," she hissed. Whimpering, Nancy cried out as the first orgasm wracked her frail young body. "Oh wow!" She smiled as she came. "Oh wow oh wow oh wow!" I grinned as I fucked her harder and her young, tight pussy spasmed wildly around my invading cock. Nancy's orgasms seemed to progressively increase in intensity as I fucked her harder and harder. She orgasmed longer each time as well. She came a few dozen times before my own orgasm came thirty minutes later. I grunted as my cock swelled up in Nancy and exploded stream after stream of thick semen deep inside of the girl. She smiled up at me as I filled her with my heavy load. Spent, I pulled out and rolled onto my back beside her. Nancy immediately rolled on top of me, grinning like a fool the whole time. "I feel so different," She mused. "Like I'm someone else. I like it!" I kissed her. "I like it when you look as happy as you do now," I said. "I AM happy!" Nancy gushed. "I'm on top of the world!" I laughed, holding her against me. My cock had started to soften as I pulled out but now it was quickly regaining its erectness. And Nancy felt it. "Ooooh! You're hard again!" She squealed. Grabbing my cock, Nancy sank her freshly-fucked pussy down around it. "I'm on top this time!" She grinned. "Sounds fine to me," I said as Nancy started bouncing up and down on my cock gleefully... THE END For more stories by this author: http://kristensboard.com/forums/index.php?board=77.0 *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* 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 83