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Every day, Bill looked forward to going to school. He was a
normal 18
year old in his final year of High School. But he didn't enjoy his
classes - No that wasn't what he enjoyed. Instead, he looked forward
to
seeing Miss Jones - Cheryl Jones, his French teacher. She was every
boy's wet dream come true; especially Bill's. About 5' 4" tall,
with
long dark curly hair that went half way down her back, a French looking
face with beautiful dark brown eyes. But it was her body that everyone
drooled over. Bill was sure that he wasn't the only one that enjoyed
watching her tight ass wiggle down the hallway or stretch at the black
board. It was one of the best asses he had ever seen. Even with all
the
younger girls in the school to look at, she was the best. And her
breasts - they weren't huge or anything but very well proportioned.
Sometimes, he could make out her nipples pushing out the front of her
shirts pointing skyward and begging for his mouth.
Yes, every day, Bill would skim through his other classes until
it was
time for French class. His seat was a couple rows back and off to the
side where he could enjoy the view. Sometimes, he wasn't even sure what
she was saying. His eyes were drinking in her body thinking up things
to
do with her like any 18 year old would. And then after school was over,
he would go home and jack off at least a couple times every night as
his
imagination had Miss Jones sucking his cock and fucking him in every
possible way. If she knew all the things he thought up, she would have
been impressed with his imagination.
This Friday in June started out like all the others. The first
thing
Bill did when he arrived at school was to try and track down Miss Jones
to see what she was wearing today. Would it be one of her summer
dresses, maybe a pair of jeans and tight shirt, or maybe even a pair
of
shorts now that the weather was a little nicer? He stood in the hallway
talking with his friends but keeping an eye out for her. Finally, she
came out of the staff room and headed down the hall towards his group.
Today, it was a pair of pants and a white top. He always enjoyed it
when
she wore this shirt for two reasons. One, it was so loose that whenever
she bent over, a quick peak down the front would almost always reward
you
with a glimpse of her bra. And two, this was the shirt that was the
easiest to see her nipples through whenever they got even a little hard.
As she passed, she smiled at him and said, "Good morning,
Bill, how are
you today?"
"Fine Miss Jones," he replied. He always liked the
twinkle in her eyes
when she spoke with him.
She answered, "Good" and continued to her classroom
to prepare for the day.
Bill would have been surprised if he could have read what was
going
through her mind that morning. She as well enjoyed seeing Bill. More
than she should have and she knew it. But that wasn't going to stop
her
from admiring his young body whenever she saw him. As she walked to
her
room, she could feel his eyes on her ass admiring its wiggle and she
enjoyed the feeling. Every morning, it would get her juices flowing
knowing that her handsome young student was watching her instead of
one
of his young female classmates.
Cheryl was 27 years old and had been teaching for a couple
of years. She
enjoyed her work. It was always a challenge trying to teach a foreign
language to the students. Most of them just didn't care. But there were
always a few who tried and those were the ones who made it worthwhile.
Bill wasn't really one of those who tried extra hard, but she knew he
was smart enough to get it, if he only applied himself a little more.
"Damn," she thought to herself. "There I go
thinking about Bill again.
I've got other students to worry about." And so she started planning
her
day.
Meanwhile, Bill flew through his classes waiting for French
at the end
of the day. He did OK in his studies but knew that he could do better.
But the only thing on his mind this day, like all the rest, was the
sight
of Miss Jones' smile that morning and her ass as it wiggled away from
him. In fact, he almost always had a partial hardon. He was sure some
girls had noticed as he had caught them looking at his crotch as his
cock
pushed out the fabric of his jeans. Some would quickly look away when
he
noticed them; but others would smile sexily at him. But none of this
mattered as long as Miss Jones was on his mind.
Finally, the day was coming to an end and French class approached.
Bill
didn't know this either; but Cheryl looked forward to seeing him almost
as much as he looked forward to seeing her. And she had also noticed
the
bulge in his jeans. How could she not? It was always so prominent
whenever she glanced in that direction which seemed to be more and more
often as the year went by. Again, she tried shaking that thought out
of
her head as his classmates started appearing and settling down.
It was near the end of the class and as usual, Bill had no
idea what was
going on. Today Miss Jones looked even better than usual, which he found
hard to believe. But it seemed as though her eyes were smoldering.
"Probably my imagination again," he thought to himself. And
her nipples
seemed even more prominent today than ever before. They were pushing
themselves through her bra and producing a noticeable bump on the end
of
her tits. Suddenly, he realized that everyone, including Miss Jones
was
looking at him. She had asked him a question. Frantically, he thought
to himself, "What was she talking about just now?" Nothing
came to him
so he sheepishly said, "Oui," hoping it would be the right
answer.
But it wasn't. In fact, everyone started chuckling and Miss
Jones shook
her head. "Bill, you have no idea what I just asked, do you?"
He shook
his head. "Why don't you stay around after class is over so we
can
discuss this?" And she returned to her lecture.
But Bill again wasn't listening. All he knew was that he was
going to
be alone with Miss Jones. Sure it was sort of detention, but that didn't
matter to him. His imagination started going wild thinking up a thousand
possible scenarios - none of which he knew would ever come true.
The final bell rang jolting Bill out of his daydreaming. Everyone
filed
out leaving him and Cheryl alone. He waited as she cleaned up her desk.
But she wasn't just cleaning her desk. She also knew that this
was the
first time they had been alone together and she realized that she was
getting excited just considering it. Cleaning her desk provided the
excuse to try and get her body under control before speaking to him.
Finally she felt ready. Sitting on the edge of her desk she faced him
and
started, "Bill." His brown eyes were looking straight into
hers. She
continued without stopping, "You haven't been paying attention
in class
or doing well with your work." "So far, so good," she
thought to
herself. "I think you're going to need some tutoring to pass this
class. Would you like me to help you out?" "Now where did
that come
from," she thought. But she continued on, "You can come over
tonight for
starters and I can help you with this latest assignment." A diabolical
plan was forming in her mind. Now she knew where those thoughts were
coming from. She was horny. There was no denying it. Not any more. It
had been a long time - over a couple years since she had had a lover.
And she knew she wanted Bill. She was pretty sure the feeling was
mutual.
And she was right. As soon as she started talking, Bill started
losing
himself in her eyes. But when she offered to help him out, at her place
even, he popped back into reality. Looking at Miss Jones closely, he
could see that smoldering in her eyes grow into a fire and a glance
at
her chest showed her nipples almost bursting through her shirt.
Questions flew through his mind in the instance that she asked her
question. "Was she asking him what he thought or was he just making
it
up in her mind?" But there was no denying her nipples. They were
as
plain as day, even if he was imagining the smoldering in her eyes. She
was waiting for his reply. He nodded his head and spoke, "That
sounds
great Miss Jones."
Cheryl knew her nipples were hard. She could feel them against
her bra
and she knew that Bill could see them. What he couldn't see was her
pussy almost flowing with her juices. Standing up, she returned to her
seat behind her desk. Pretending to check her calendar, as if she had
anything planned, she asked, "OK, how about 7:30 tonight?"
Bill nodded.
He was still in a daze. "Good, I'll write my address down so you
can find
my place." With shaking hands that she hoped Bill didn't notice,
she
wrote down her address and telephone number on a piece of paper.
Standing, she held it out to him, "OK, you can go now." As
he stood, she
again took in the sight of his young body. Her eyes fastened themselves
to his crotch. He was interested after all. His cock was plainly
visible. Inwardly, she smiled in anticipation of the night to come.
As Bill stood, he could feel that his cock was as hard as steel
but what
could he do. She was telling him he could go. Was he just supposed to
sit there until his cock calmed down? That would take a long time under
the present circumstances. So he just got up and as nonchalantly as
he
could strolled to Miss Jones' desk. As he looked at her, he was sure
that her eyes were on his crotch just like all the girls' eyes always
were. But this time, it had an effect on him. Not like those girls.
This was Miss Jones, his dream girl, who was ogling his cock. Her eyes
left his crotch and met his. "Was that a smile on her face?"
Bill asked
himself. He reached out for the note and touched Miss Jones' hand as
he
did so. It was smooth and warm to his touch and he was sure that he
felt
an electric shock as he did so.
As Cheryl handed the note over, she spoke with a smile, "OK,
I'll see you
later then. Can you find my place?"
Looking at the note, Bill replied, "Yep, I know where
this is." As he
left the room he turned back to say "See ya," and then left
the room to
go to his locker. He was in a daze. "Was this true? I must have
mistaken Miss Jones' looks and smiles for friendship or just a teacher
trying to help me out. But those nipples. It was pretty hard to argue
them away. They were large and hard. Maybe it was just cold in there.
Yes that must have been it. But what if it wasn't?" All this went
through Bill's mind as he put away his books and started walking home.
Cheryl was having thoughts of her own. To her, there was no
mistaking
Bill's hard cock in his pants. She had noticed it before, but after
her
question, it was longer and harder than ever before. She knew that all
she had to do was say the word and she could have his cock inside her
quenching that need that was building inside her. But the consequences
were absolutely horrible. If anyone found out, she could lose her job.
These were the thoughts going through her mind as she put her papers
away
and headed to her home.
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Cheryl was still pondering the situation when she arrived home.
"Maybe a
bath will help me," she decided. And so she went to her bathroom
and
started running the water. Standing in front of her mirror, she watched
herself as she undressed. Off came her socks and shoes. Then she
slipped off her pants and folded them to place to the side. Pulling
her
shirt off over her head caused some friction on her hard nipples as
the
fabric rubbed against her bra. She almost moaned in pleasure. Putting
the shirt aside, she glanced at her body. "I'm in pretty good shape,"
she thought to herself. Putting her hands to her tits, she felt their
weight. "Pretty nice tits." And off came her bra. "Boy,
are my nipples
ever hard. No wonder Bill had that hardon." Thinking of Bill's
hardon
did it for her. At that moment, Cheryl knew that she would have to damn
the consequences and go ahead with the seduction. Touching her nipples
did bring out a moan. They were hard and ready for some sucking. Cheryl
knew that she didn't want to masturbate when there was a cock handy,
so
quickly she slipped off her panties and slid into the tub. The warm
water on her hot body felt excellent after a hard week. And so she
relaxed and let the worries flow out of her body. Every now and then,
her hands went down between her legs to rub her pussy. Just to keep
the
fires burning until Bill showed up.
Bill was home now trying not to panic. His parents trusted
him so all
he had to tell them was that he was going out for the night and would
call if he was going to be late getting home. Through supper, his mind
was definitely elsewhere. Buried between Miss Jones' tits was one
place. After finishing, he had a quick shower. Like Cheryl had done
earlier, he watched himself get undressed. He had a good body. No fat,
nice muscles - maybe a little skinny. And his cock was hard, as usual,
but this time he wasn't going to jack off like he usually did. Instead
he'd just let it go in case Miss Jones had a use for it later. He still
couldn't believe that anything was going to happen, but there was always
hope. After showering and dressing, he headed for Miss Jones' address.
After Cheryl finished her bath, she dried and walked naked
to her room to
try and decide what to wear. What does one wear to seduce a 18 year
old? "Nothing," she replied to her thought with a smile. "No,
I'll have
to wear something. At least for a while." First a fresh lacy pair
of
panties and bra. "No, no bra," she thought and took it off.
In her
closet, she pulled out a tight white T-shirt and pulled it on. Looking
in the mirror, her tits proudly jutted out from her chest and her nipples
jutted out even farther. Bill would enjoy this show. Then a pair of
jean shorts - again tight enough to show her ass to its best advantage
as
well as her well tanned lithe legs. As she finished, she looked in the
mirror. "Not too bad, for an old woman," she spoke to the
mirror with a
smile. After a quick bite to eat, she laid out her books on the table.
"Let's make it look like we're going to study," she thought.
And she sat
back to wait for Bill to show up.
At 7:40, Bill finally found Miss Jones' house and rang the
door bell. A
second later, Miss Jones was sticking her head around the door and asking
him to come in. As he entered, he started apologizing for being late.
But as he came in, he looked at Miss Jones and stopped short. He
couldn't believe his eyes. She was gorgeous. Her nipples were plainly
visible through her shirt as he realized with a start that she had no
bra
on. His eyes travelled down her body. She was wearing denim shorts.
He
loved denim shorts. And with her wearing them, they were even better.
And those legs. Brown and beautiful. Again, he realized she was talking
and hadn't heard what she was saying.
But this time, it didn't matter what she was saying. It was
just small
talk to fill the time as his eyes took in her body. She knew that he
was
checking her out and it was all she could do to pretend she didn't
notice. So Cheryl closed the door and headed to the dining room table
where she had laid out the books. "Shall we get started?"
she asked as
she sat down.
Bill was in a trance. As she walked over to the table, his
eyes had
been glued to her ass. With those shorts on, some of her ass cheek was
actually showing. His cock grew even more in appreciation of the view.
Cheryl looked at Bill as he stood there dumbfounded. Smiling
to
herself, she realized that her ass was almost coming out of her shorts.
"That must have been a good view," she thought. Her eyes travelled
over
his body now as he shook his head to clear it and came to sit down.
"God, he must be uncomfortable," she thought when she noticed
the outline
of his cock in his pants. It was even longer than before. She knew she
wanted that inside her - SOON. But first, she would have to continue
the
charade a little longer.
"Would you like a drink of something?" Cheryl asked.
"Ice tea, water,
lemonade."
"Ice tea. Thank you Miss Jones."
"OK, wait here while I get it. And call me Cheryl. That
will make this
less formal."
Bill watched her ass again as she headed to the kitchen for
his drink.
Feeling his cock grow ever larger, it was getting uncomfortable and
so he
tried shifting it around as Miss Jones - Cheryl's ass wiggled its way
into the kitchen. Soon she returned with a couple drinks and put them
down on the table.
"OK Bill, let's get started." And Cheryl started
going over the
lesson. To get closer to Bill, she shifted her chair over next to his
and leaned across his body to point at something. As she did this, she
was sure to 'accidently' rub her right tit against his arm.
To Bill, Cheryl seemed a bit distracted but was going through
the lesson
as he should have expected. What was he thinking earlier? What made
him
think that this was going to be more than this? And then she moved her
chair to be next to him. "Maybe there is something after all,"
he
thought and hoped. And then he felt her soft tit rubbing his arm.
Could it be an accident? No, she was actually pushing it into his arm
as
she reached across him even farther to point at something.
Cheryl wasn't sure how she was going to get things started
until she
thought of a plan with his drink. As she leaned across against Bill,
she
put her plan in motion. Pulling back, she 'accidently' pulled his drink
into his lap.
"Whoa, that's cold," Bill yelled and jumped up from
his chair.
"I'm sorry," Cheryl quickly apologized. "I'm
so clumsy. Let me grab a
towel." This was her plan. Dabbing his crotch dry would give her
the
perfect excuse to feel his dick. Quickly she jumped up to get the towel.
Bill was trying desparately to rub away the liquid and get
his cock down
before Cheryl noticed. But then she was back and rubbing the towel over
his jeans. How could she not notice his cock? And then it hit him. She
had noticed and, in fact, was rubbing it only.
Cheryl was down on her knees looking up at his face and continuing
to rub
his cock. "Bill, I think I feel something here. And I think I can
help
you with it. Why don't I help you out of these pants?"
He couldn't believe his ears. This time there was no mistaking
it. Miss
Jones had offered to 'help' him out. What else could that mean? All
he
could do was stand there as Miss Jones started undoing his pants and
talking.
"Bill, have you ever done this before?"
All he could do was tell the truth and shake his head. "No."
"That's OK. I'll try and make this memorable for you.
Do you have any
idea how long I've wanted to do this with you?" Again he could
only
shake his head. "A long time Bill, a long time. It's taken me this
long to convince myself that I was thinking this way. But now I'm
sure." By now, his pants were pulled down and as he stepped out
of them,
Cheryl pulled his shorts down as well. Grabbing his hard cock, she
continued, "Now I'm sure that I want you to fuck me with this."
She
paused to let this sink in. "I want you to stick this long hard
dick
into every hole in my body and fuck me until I can't move. I want to
suck your come out with my mouth and then I want you to fuck my cunt
and
fill me up with your sperm. Then I want you to fuck my ass and fill
that
hole too. Then we're going to start over and do it again. How does that
sound to you?"
Bill couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was this his sexy
French
teacher on her knees holding his cock in her hand, or was this another
one of his wet dreams? No, this was better than any wet dream. She was
actually down there telling him that she wanted to have him fuck her.
His cock twitched at the thought. He knew there would be no trouble
getting hard over and over again with Cheryl.
And then Cheryl started sucking. She also figured that with
Bill being
so young that he would be hard for hours. In fact she had seen him stay
hard at school. Every time she looked at him, he was hard. Wrapping
her
hand around his cock, she sucked one and then his other ball into her
mouth and ran her tongue around them. Bill groaned and placed his hands
in her hair. Then she started licking his cock. He was as hard as
steel. As she licked, she thought to herself, "This kid has got
a
beautiful cock." And then Cheryl wrapped her lips around his cock
head
and moved her mouth farther down his cock. She could feel his veins
against her tongue and could feel his cock throbbing. As she pulled
her
lips back, she took a quick peak up to his face. His eyes were watching
her closely. Around his cock, she smiled and he returned it. And she
returned to her work.
Between her own legs, she could feel her juices getting her
panties wet.
Removing one hand from around Bill's cock, she rubbed her pussy through
her jeans. Heat was emanating from her cunt. She was going to need this
cock in there very soon. But first, she was going to drink his come.
He
couldn't hold out much longer. Cheryl put her mouth into the job and
took his entire cock in until her nose was buried in his pubic hair.
A
couple sucks with her throat and mouth and Bill started coming.
Bill knew that his frst orgasm was just the beginning but it
was still
going to be a good one. Who was he kidding. It was going to be huge.
Cheryl's mouth was working wonders. He had no idea how she was doing
those things with her tongue, but he knew he didn't want her to stop.
Looking down, he could see her lips wrapped around his dick and could
feel her throat against the end of his cock. That was it. He grabbed
the back of her head and held it against his groin. The first spurt
came
from deep in his body and he screamed out in pleasure. He was filling
Miss Jones' mouth with his come. A dream come true. Cheryl had started
pulling away thinking he was done when a second and third and fourth
stream of come came flying out his cock. She tried catching it with
her
mouth but some dripped onto her shirt and jeans.
The intensity of Bill's orgasm caught Cheryl by surprise. After
the
first large long spurt of come came into her throat, she thought that
was
it for round one. But then she realized that he wasn't done. As more
come flew out of his cockhead, she quickly swallowed the first load
and
tried to catch the rest. It was amazing - the amount of come that came
out of him. She couldn't catch it all. She did get a mouthful but now
she was covered in it as well. But that was fine with her.
Standing, Cheryl spoke, "Why don't you help me out of
these dirty
clothes? You seem to have made a mess of them. And let's get you out
of
yours too." Still holding Bill's cock in her hand, she noticed
that it
was still almost as hard as before. "God, after all that come,
you're
still hard. I love it. And you tasted great by the way."
Bill still couldn't believe it. Cheryl was now asking him to
undress
her, and was complimenting him on his cock. "Thank you, that was
great."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it. But now, it's your turn to please
me."
"Can I eat you out?" Bill asked excitedly.
"You bet. That's exactly what I had in mind. But first,
let's get out
of our clothes." Cheryl then reached out to help Bill out of his
shirt. Young hard muscles came out. "Ooooo.... I like this,"
she cooed
and ran her hands over his stomach. After removing his socks, he was
naked.
In Bill's mind, he had dreamed of what Miss Jones' body would
look and
feel like without any clothes. And now he was going to find out. Cheryl
let him take his time. She knew that this was probably something that
he
had wanted to do for a long time.
"Have you dreamed of this Bill?"
"Oh yes, Miss...Cheryl. You have no idea how many nights
and days I've
spent wondering what you would look like without any clothes on."
"Well Bill, I think you're going to find out."
Slowly Bill reached out to touch her tits. Even though he had
just come
in her mouth, he still hadn't touched her sexually. Softly he started
rubbing them through her shirt. Her nipples got harder and harder. With
one hand, he pinched a nipple bringing a moan from Cheryl.
"Did you like that?" He asked.
"Oh, yes Bill. You have no idea how sensitive my nipples
are. Sometimes
at school, it's all I can do to not pinch them."
"Yes, I've had that same problem for quite a while now,"
Bill replied with a smile.
Cheryl smiled as well, "Well, here's your chance."
And again she moaned
as he pinched a nipple with each hand.
"Let's take this off," he suggested and Cheryl helped
him pull her shirt
off over her head. After tossing aside the shirt, he stared in amazement
at Cheryl's tits. They were even more beautiful free of any bra or
shirt. A good handful, slightly upturned with nipples pointing up and
out.
"Do you like them?" Cheryl asked as she wrapped her
hands around them and
rubbed her nipples.
"Oh yeah," Bill replied and lowered a mouth to suck
in a nipple.
Cheryl's threw her head back and moaned in delight. Holding Bill's head
over her tit, she could feel him sucking and nibbling her nipple. Her
other tit was being rubbed by his hand and between the two feelings,
Cheryl was close to coming. But she had other things in mind for her
first orgasm.
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