| Naughty Teacher Cheryl Hi readers. Through an E-Mail correspondence with author Cheryl Taggert - whose work is awesome and yummy and hot but I digress I got an idea for a story. I've named the lead character after Cheryl (I hope she reads and approves) and dedicate this story to her as well. I hope the rest of you like it too; it was a blast to write. ~~Lix, Jen It was all Jane's fault, Cheryl Tanner thought to herself as she rummaged through her closet. If her wife had been able to stay faithful, Cheryl would have had the urge to do these things. Cheryl didn't want to succumb to the urges that surged throughout her lovely body. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. At 30, she still had the sensational body she'd had when she met Jane 10 years ago. Her breasts were still lovely and firm with their coral-pink nipples. Her stomach was smooth and flat, she could even get away with having a navel piercing that would have looked garish on some women her age. Her pussy, bare and sweet, was snug and tight. Her legs were long and the best feature on her 5'8" frame, well, those or her gorgeous ass. Jane had noticed her ass when she was out running and ran 3 blocks to catch up to her. The pretty 18-year old redhead had asked Cheryl out that very day and they'd ended up in bed that night. The chemistry between them was intense, they both just knew. Cheryl began styling her long, blonde hair. Normally, she wore it back in an austere manner and used little makeup. From today forward, that was going to change. Professional Cheryl was getting a tiny make-over. She added makeup to her lovely features and enhanced her high, beautiful cheekbones and called attention to her cornflower-blue eyes. Damn Jane for allowing the old, evil Cheryl to take control! Wasn't having Cheryl's desire enough? She knew her wife had cheated on her; fidelity was not Jane's strong suit. Whenever her lovely wife went away on business, organizing trade shows, she had a little fling. Cheryl didn't suspect, she knew. Jane was evasive for a few days and fidgety. She didn't seem affectionate and she was distracted. The kicker was the time that Cheryl found a black lace thong in Jane's car that wasn't one of hers. She would have confronted Jane over it, but knew her own anger wouldn't allow her to be rational. She would say something she'd regret and it might cost her a marriage she cherished. Jane always came back and usually in about a week, Jane's libido was surging and the sex went to new heights. Jane would almost adore Cheryl for a week and make her pussy purr and then their relationship felt renewed. Cheryl had her own urges. Teaching 8th and 9th grade, she was surrounded by these little beauties that were just coming into their own. Soft and sexy, there was a part of her that felt a little sad for them. So many of them didn't realize the beauty they had, the gift of femininity they possessed. They dressed like boys, in blue jeans and whatever fashion was currently the fad. Did they not yet know the power they had by being lovely? Did none of them realize what a little skin or a winning smile could do when used in the proper manner? Cheryl had known the power of her own body when she was a mere slip of a girl at 13. She had eschewed jeans for dresses from that age on and to this day, she was sure it was no mere coincidence she had received straight-A's all of her academic career. She had a beautiful body and it was just one more weapon in her arsenal. She wielded it well. The urges were going to be allowed to surface and she was going to find her own little happiness. Her first lover had been a teacher she adored and remained in contact with to this very day. Belinda Roberts had been her mentor in education and in lesbian sex. Cheryl had known she was a lesbian since she was ten years old. The tall, passionate brunette had seen a look in Cheryl's eyes, a hunger for more than English. She had shown the sweet little blonde there was more to life than could be found in the pages of textbooks. After school, they went somewhere and talked. Cheryl called her mother and told her that Miss Roberts was helping her with a school assignment and she would be home a bit late. The rest of the evening was spent between Belinda Roberts' perfumed thighs, learning skills that would serve her for a lifetime. It was Belinda she was going to emulate today as she chose her outfit. She often wore business suits to work, but today she was going to accessorize. She chose one she often wore when dining out with Jane. The jacket hugged her nicely and underneath, she wore a lacy camisole that could be viewed if one cared to look closely enough. The skirt was short, but not scandalously so but it could be hiked up when sitting down. No pantyhose stockings, sheer, silk and black. Her regular sensible shoes would be replaced by stiletto heels. Nothing she wore could be considered out of the ordinary or unprofessional, but it would easily attract the attention of a pretty young thing that might be yearning for the same experiences Cheryl had shared with Belinda all those years ago. Now, the final decision panties, thong or nothing at all? Nothing at all! Today she would allow herself to be a slut, just the tiniest bit! When she arrived at work early that morning, some of her colleagues didn't recognize her. One of the reasons she dressed down was so she wouldn't get hit on by the single males. A few female teachers knew she was a lesbian, one had even asked her out. Had she not been a married woman, she might have considered it. Elizabeth Harper was a stunning black woman who stood 5'11" tall and had modeled her way through teacher's college. Elizabeth was married with a daughter, but rumor had it she had only married her husband to have children. Supposedly, they went their separate ways. She passed Elizabeth and they both smiled. Perhaps one day in the future, Jane thought to herself. Cheryl had never been with a black woman before. She went to class and prepared for the day. Who would fall under her spell? Who would be caught up in the erotic sway and the allure of the forbidden. Cheryl felt an evil thrill go through her. How long she had thought of seducing one of these little beauties, of feeling their sweet face between her thighs and making her a play toy as much as Belinda had done to her. A secondary thrill chilled her to the bone. Why just one? In these modern times, she would have bet that there was more than just one lesbian or bi-sexual girl in her class? She would have to be careful, but no one would think Cheryl Tanner was screwing one of her students. She had never succumbed to temptation before in the 5 years she had been teaching. Oh, how she had wanted to, some of the young beauties who had passed through these halls were delicious beyond words. She saw some of them on occasion, all grown up and legal and wondered if any of them thought of her with a wistful smile and a pang of regret for what might have been? She sat behind her desk and waited for the students to pile in. She made sure to position herself so that she could be seen under the desk by the front row, almost all of whom were girls. The boys tended to hide in the back where they would not be called on. They only sat in the front if the teacher was hot and prior to today, Cheryl had hidden her allure. She made sure that she adjusted her jacket just enough to show a bit of dιcolletage. She had the goods, Jane always told her that. She felt the pangs again and going through with her scheme came easier to her now. The students all walked in. Some of them took second looks at her, at first thinking they had a substitute teacher. Some boys rudely gaped, but they were boys, of course. Some of the girls whispered to each other, some giggled and some made comments she couldn't hear. Whatever was going on, she had got the attention she wanted. Now she had to balance work with seduction. She got up from behind the desk and let everyone see her long legs and the pencil-thin stiletto heels. She moved about a bit and sat down as class got underway. Even now, most of the boys kept silent. They moved throughout their lessons and for the next hour, Cheryl felt the most delicious thrills as she wondered which of the little beauties would be held captive by her charms. Class ended and she didn't have a second period today as there was going to be a Track and Field event the rest of the morning. Cheryl thought about going to have a coffee and working on her lesson plan for the afternoon class when she heard a soft voice calling her name. "Uh, Mrs. Tanner," she heard a lyrical voice say. She turned around and oh no, it couldn't be but it was! The girl looking at her with soulful brown eyes was Sophia Daye, one of the most popular girls in school. The girl was almost as tall as Cheryl herself, slender and beautiful with the face of an angel. Her family had arrived here just 2 years ago from Glasgow and she still had her accent which Cheryl found delightful. Cheryl played it cool, she didn't want to tip her hand just yet. "Yes Sophia," she smiled her most winning smile. "What can I do for you? Aren't you going to the competition?" "Oh no," Sophia said, her face twisting in disgust. "I don't like sports, boring and you get all sweaty. I well, it's just I wanted to say that you look really lovely today. It's a nice change, I had no idea you were so pretty." "Thank you dear, is that all?" Cheryl dearly hoped that it wasn't. "Well no, it isn't," Sophia said softly. "Were you aware that you aren't wearing any underwear under your skirt?" Cheryl got a bit closer. "Aren't I?" She teased. Sophia shook her head. "Oops, aren't I a naughty girl. I'll have to be more careful." She got closer. "Did it bother you, Sophia?" She breathed practically in the girl's ear. Sophia shook her head. "N-not really, it I thought it was naughty, like you said. And sexy. It made me think of things!" "What kind of things?" "You know - sex things," Sophia breathed heavily. Cheryl looked at the slim blonde and knew that she had found her first conquest. "I see," she giggled softly. "Would you like to talk more about those things?" She asked the eager girl. Sophia nodded eagerly. She got out a pad of paper from her desk and wrote down her address. "Be at this address at 7 PM. If anyone asks, you're working on extra credit for school," Cheryl smiled. Sophia nodded and ran out of the room, her skirt flying up as she left. Cheryl wasn't sure, but she would have sworn the little nymph wasn't wearing panties either. How exciting and she still had the rest of the day to get through! A few other girls came up to her that day and she flirted a little and knew her course was set. She was going to get her own little grouping of sexy teens to have fun with, if Jane could fuck around, so could she. It was Sophia who topped the list and by 6:45, she was chomping at the bit. When her doorbell rang promptly at 7, she was ready. She opened the door and Sophia's eyes went wide when she saw her teacher. If Sophia had thought her teacher was hot earlier that day, she was really boiling now. Cheryl wore a black negligee and even higher heels. Sophia could easily see her nipples and now she knew there was no doubt as to why she was here. Cheryl closed the door behind her and pulled the girl into her arms, crushing her lips to Sophia's and kissing her heatedly. "This is why you came here, right?" Cheryl asked, wanting there to be no misconceptions. "Uh-HUH!" Sophia panted excitedly. "I've been so turned on all day, I never thought my teacher was like me into girls! God, this is the sexiest thing I've ever done in my life!" "Oh, it's going to get even sexier, I promise you that," Cheryl grinned. "Would you like some wine?" Sophia looked at the sexy blonde pouring two glasses for them. "I'm not quite fourteen, I shouldn't be drinking wine." "Silly girl, we're going to have sex tonight, I think wine would be the least of your concerns," Cheryl laughed as she handed the girl a glass. Sophia sipped it as her teacher sat beside her and gently stroked her arms. "Ooh, you're making me crazy just doing that," Sophia cooed. "It's so hot knowing my teacher is bi-sexual and likes young girls." "Not bi-sexual darling, I'm a lesbian," Cheryl told her. "No cock for me unless it's a strap-on." "But you're married!" "Yes, to another woman," Cheryl explained. "We've been together for a while, we just keep to ourselves. She's away on business right now, is that okay?" "I don't care," Sophia said, actually snuggling close. "I just want to do all sorts of things with you, I'm so hot!" Cheryl took the girl's glass of wine. "Then why don't you take off your coat and we'll go upstairs and have sex. Do you have to be home early or anything?" Sophia stood up to take off her coat. "Uh-uh, I don't have a curfew. It's just my mom and me and she trusts me. I have money for a cab if I need it." Sophia was now standing in front of her teacher in an outfit that might not have been intended to be overtly sexy, but it was. She wore a snug pink top and her nipples could be easily seen, indicating she wore no bra. Her skirt was white and pleated, it ended above the knee. Instead of running shoes, she had worn attractive white high heels and it was obvious that she was comfortable wearing them. Cheryl saw that the pretty girl was one of those girls who did know the power her body held. She took Cheryl's hand and led her upstairs. In her bedroom, Cheryl dimmed the lights. Sophia came up behind her and hugged her, nuzzling her neck. "God, I can't believe we're going to do this," she sighed. "I'm going to show you I'm no innocent little girl, can I be your little bitch tonight, Mrs. Tanner?" Cheryl trembled, how could a girl not yet fourteen be so exciting? "Pretty baby, you can be my bitch any time, but in here, I'm Cheryl." Sophia giggled as Cheryl spun around. "I kinda like calling you Mrs. Tanner it's sexy. But okay Cheryl want me to show you my body?" Cheryl's lusts were surging up and all she could do was nod. The little girl pulled the top over her head and Cheryl's assessment was true, no bra. The skirt fell to the floor and she had on a pink thong that matched the top. "I didn't wear panties today, but I thought it would be safer if I had to take a cab tonight," she smiled. "They are sexy though, aren't they?" "Everything about you is sexy, baby girl," Cheryl sighed, pulling her student back into her arms. They kissed with tongue and desire and sucked on each other's tongues. This was not Sophia's first time kissing another girl. Cheryl would ask her about that later a lot later! "You're the prettiest girl in school, I can't believe I get to have sex with you," she panted as she pushed the girl on to her bed. "Any time, I'll be your toy Mrs. Cheryl," the girl sighed as her teacher plucked at her nipples with her teeth. "I don't like boys, women are so beautiful and you're so beautiful. Ooh, I like this you can bite if you wanna, I don't mind!" Cheryl knew that she had found a treasure. She moved the little scamp close and kissed down her body. Sophia's body was absolute perfection and when she saw the girl's shaved pussy, she made a beeline for it. She slurped away at the young cunt, the first teen pussy she had tasted since her own teen years. It was as sweet and tangy as she hoped for and tight, her fingers were gripped by the tightest little pussy she had ever felt. Sophia groaned and hunched her pussy against the teacher's invading digits. "Oh, holy FUCK Cheryl, that's good, so fucking good," the pretty teen moaned. "I can't believe I'm really girl-fucking my favorite teacher and she's so fucking hot. Get naked Mrs. Tanner, please baby, get out of your clothes so that I can suck your tits and eat your pussy, baby, please?" Sophia begged. Sophia saw her teacher remove the negligee, although both opted to keep their heels on. Now the teenager was the aggressor, pushing Cheryl on her back and insinuating her face between the older blonde's soft thighs. She licked and lapped and Cheryl felt powerless at her new girlfriend's hunger. There was NO way that Sophia had not been with a woman before. She was just too good, too eager and too precise in her movements. She didn't miss a single spot and her lips gently suckled at Cheryl's clit. She moved away and straddled Cheryl's leg. Using her leg, she ground her pussy against it and got herself off. Then, she indulged one of Cheryl's longest-held fantasies the little teenager rimmed Cheryl's asshole, sticking her tongue in and then licked her from head to toe. Even behind the knees and under her arms. There didn't seem to be a place Sophia wouldn't touch. Cheryl had been the seducer, but Sophia had her own mad skills. The two women got together, Cheryl on top, and ground their pussies together while tiny buds rubbed against mature tits. The kisses were intoxicating and when they finished their sex, it was well past 10. Cheryl let the teen use her shower and helped her dry off, fighting the urge for more hanky-panky. They went downstairs and called a cab for Sophia. "Won't your mother mind you being out this late?" Cheryl asked with concern. "Nah, it's just the two of us and besides, she's got a girlfriend of her own that's only a year older than me," Sophia giggled as they waited for the taxi. "She knows the score. Hey, maybe we can all get together one night, that'd be a trip!" As they walked to the arriving taxi, Sophia whispered "Next time, I'm gonna borrow mom's strap-on and you can fuck me with it. I'm giving you my cherry Mrs. Tanner Cheryl, darling!" She got in the taxi but not without kissing a thrilled Cheryl goodnight. It was about then that Jane's car pulled in the driveway. She got out of the car and saw Sophia leaving. She hugged her wife and said "Isn't she one of the girls in your class? What was she doing here?" "Oh, we were working on an essay she was having trouble with," Cheryl said. She wasn't a much better liar than Jane was. Her wife's face broke out into a broad smile. "Baby, why didn't you ever tell me you were into the young stuff?" Jane asked. Cheryl was astonished at Jane's reaction. "Whenever I go away to Vegas or some place where I think I can get away with it, I always find myself a young honey to play with. Let's go inside darling, we have a helluva lot to talk about," Jane said as she ran into their house. |